#it's his helpless baby animal mode

[gotham-snark]

[starkstruck27]

Okay, but hear me out: a Harringrove Hercules AU

Billy is a demigod born to Zeus and Hera on Olympus, but Zeus decides he has enough children and that this one (who is kind of a runt of the litter at first) isn't worth the effort of raising. Hera feels different, and so do most of the other gods/goddesses, so she and Persephone cook up a plan. Persephone asks her husband, Hades, to turn the baby mortal, then she and Aphrodite will take the baby to live on earth. Hades does it, but his little henchmen screw it up, and the baby is almost mortal, but he still keeps his extraordinary strength. Still, no one realizes the mistake, so they continue to go through with the plan.

Persephone and Aphrodite take Billy to live with a lonely, childless woman named Susan, who had been praying for the chance to be a mother for years. As a thank you for taking in the demigod, Aphrodite promises that in four year's time, she'll have a baby of her own, as long as she continues to raise Billy until adulthood. She agrees and does just that, raising the two as siblings.

It's a happy, good life that Billy lives with Susan and his sister, Maxine, but it's not all sunshine and rainbows. The townspeople don't like Billy, as his strength is seen as unnatural and dangerous, and people fear he's some kind of evil demon sent by Hades to punish the town for any wrongdoings. So Billy is an outcast, and eventually, he gets so fed up with his clumsiness and the townspeople hating him that he goes to seek help.

He finds it in the most unlikely of places. A woodsman that lives in a modest cabin outside of town with his wife, daughter and two sons, takes in the poor child who wants to learn to understand his strength. The man's name is Hopper and he was in the Greek army for a number of years, and even though he's retired, he still knows how to fight and how to teach someone to fight. He teaches Billy all he knows, and sends Billy back home to his real family.

Billy is excited to go home with his newly learned skills, but it's a long journey, and he doesn't have a horse or any other mode of transportation other than his own two feet. That is, until the first night of his journey, when he finds a wounded Pegasus in the woods. It's hoof is what seems to be the problem, and Billy, who lived on a farm for most of his life, knows there must be a rock or something in there that is hurting it, so he approaches the animal slowly, picks the rocks and dirt from its hoof, and slathers on some of the healing ointment Hopper's wife Joyce sent with him just in case. The Pegasus is so grateful that it won't leave Billy's side, and after giving it a day to heal and rest, they set out together for home. Billy names the Pegasus Camaro, which means friend or comrade.

The next day into the journey, Billy and Camaro are still in the woods, when they come across a small village, and on the edge of the town, a man being harassed by a pack of thieves. The man looks helpless, and Billy, wanting to prove himself a hero, jumps in and defends him. He saves the man and then offers the man a ride with him and Pegasus, and his heart nearly stops when he sees the man's face. He's handsome, and kind, and he smiles and accepts Billy's offer, since they happen to be going back to the same town. The man asks for Billy's name, and he says that his is Stephen.

The journey takes a week and a half, and in that time, Billy, Stephen, and Camaro face all sorts of challenges. Stephen seems to have a knack for finding trouble, and Billy is always there to get him out of it. He finds himself falling in love with Stephen over the course of their journey, and on their last night together, he tells him so. Stephen feels the same and they fall asleep together after gazing at the stars, warm even though the night is cold.

When they finally make it back to their town, the people rejoice. It turns out, Stephen was a nobleman's son, and he'd been off in another town to help his father's trade business. They are less excited upon Billy's return, but when Stephen tells them all of how Billy and his fearless steed Camaro saved him from trouble time and again, they start to warm up to Billy as well. A celebration is held in their honor, which lasts for three days and three nights.

The only problem is, during the festivities, the people are constantly thanking the gods for the boy's safe returns, and Zeus begins to get suspicious. The boy Billy sounds eerily similar to the son he ordered to be killed 17 years earlier, and the fact that he was so strong, could tame a Pegasus, and was so eager to be a hero only confirms his suspicions. He gets angry and on the third night of the festival, in an act of revenge, sends a cyclops to the town to destroy it and everyone in it.

Of course, Billy refuses to let anything happen. He, against everyone's advice, fights the beast, for Stephen, for Maxine, for Susan, for Camaro, and even for the town that hated him for so many years. He fights as valiantly as he can for all of them, and even though he slays the beast, he doesn't come out unscathed. In fact, by the time Stephen gets to him, he's breathing his last, and after kissing his lover goodbye, he succumbs to his injuries.

However, the gods of Olympus are watching this go down, and they decide it was time to stand up to Zeus and his tyrannical rule. Persephone goes again to Hades and asks if, as God of the underworld, there's anything he can do. He finds Billy's spirit and offers him a choice: he can have his warrior's death, and be worshipped as a fallen hero and demigod, or he can have a second chance, he can go back and live among the humans as an ordinary mortal, with no more superhuman strength and no ties to Olympus except the ones the humans have. Billy doesn't even blink when he chooses the second option, saying he'd rather live a million lifetimes with those he loves than a single day without them. Hades does as was asked of him and returns Billy to the Earth, no longer a demigod, but still considered a hero.

From that day on, it takes Billy a while to recover from his injuries, but eventually he regains most of his strength. He and Stephen live happily together raising horses on the countryside by the sea, and Max, Susan, Hopper, Joyce, their children, and Stephen's little brother Dustin and his friends all come to stay with them from time to time, making their life perfect. Even if Camaro likes to bat the other horses with his wings and then pretends to be shocked when they bite back.

[witchofthesouls]

what was the autobots general reaction to starscream being a mommy to beastformers sparklings?

Also, what are the babies personalities like?

Disbelief. Acute WTF. And a lot of violent thoughts. There was talk to separate them because no one could believe Starscream had the ability to care for a helpless creature. The Autobots thought Quickstrike and Undertow were simply animals.

So Tempest is the mature one. She has a natural Big Sister Energy. She's the oldest since Quintus' main artifact had directly translated her Predacon bones, so she's a genetic clone, so she's able tap into the Collective Unconscious. She enjoys affection from her family and friends, but Outsiders are intolerable. She isn't afraid to snap her considerable jaw strength upon a hand, and she does actually it on purpose. At most, she's the equivalent of 8-years-old. She's the only one of the trio that can transform.

Unlike Undertow. He's the youngest and the only mech of the trio. He's puppy-like since he doesn't switch out of his crocodilian-mode and is currently ruled by instincts. Think of him as a fresh newborn. He cries. He remains near Starscream. He wants constant cuddling, like the closer, the better. If Starscream had a hold, Undertow wouldn't leave. He likes gnawing on people, so Starscream needed to reinforce his forearms. Basically eats, sleeps, and plays as a crocodilian.

Now Quickstrike is a flighty, little thing and is armed with a Very sharp hind claw on her talon. She's a very curious thing, and far more willing to explore a New Thing, whereas her brother will nap, and her sister will try to herd her back near Starscream. She screeches at things she Likes, so a Lot. Plus, she enjoys TV and grooming others. She does a dance in the showers. She's the equivalent of a 3-5 year old. Soon, she will be able to tap into a two-legged frame, and surprises everyone.

[moemoemammon]

Ok. I need to get this idea out to someone. Solomon and mc are messing with potions for class and he accidentally gives mc a “youth” potion that makes you look younger. It turns mc into like a 4 year old for like a couple of days. What do you think would be the demon brothers (any) reaction to babysitting their master? What would they do? Idk i think it would be a little funny.

You’ve Gotta Be KIDding me, MC!

(Feat. GN!MC and the Demon Bros)

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Lucifer

He'll be exchanging words with that sorcerer bastard later. You can bet on that.

Lucifer doesn't take kindly to the idea of MC having run ins with magic in general, but at least this seems to be on the tamer side of the magical spectrum. And he had to admit, it's sort of amusing.

He intentionally watches you try to handle things on your own. Be it reaching for things too high up, stubbornly carrying things too heavy for your tiny arms, or making messes when you try to tidy up, Lucifer waits patiently until you ask for help (or until he can't take it anymore).

Treats you like he always does, despite your size. He doesn't talk to you like a child, or try to force toys and nap times onto you, but may or may not tease you when it's only the two of you. After all, you may look like a child, but that doesn't mean you are one. It's still funny to harass you a little, though.

"As independent as you may be, please refrain from trying to climb up onto the counter. If you need something, ask one of my brothers, or myself. If that isn't obvious enough, perhaps a 'time-out' is in order?"

Mammon

When Mammon recovers from laughing for twenty minutes, (and also making threats on Solomon's life) he then decides to take a billion pictures of you. Now calls you 'munchkin' and variations of it.

And if you thought he was clingy before, just wait till you see how he is now. You're ACTUALLY helpless and vulnerable. I mean, you'd hardly make an appetizer for a random demon! So Mammon's gotta keep an eye on you. Maybe even a toddler leash-

Unintentionally treats you like an actual child. His older brother mode kicks in, and he finds himself taking care of you as naturally as breathing. Mammon? Being responsible?? It's more likely than you think.

He hands you a cup of juice before you can say 'I'm thirsty'. He'll slide over some sliced up fruits before your stomach has a chance to growl. You're tired? No kidding. That's why he's got a blanket and pillow on the sofa for you.

"Where do ya think you're goin', short stack? Nowhere without ME, that's where! I already told ya, if there's somethin' ya need, just tell me!" "Huh? I'm spoilin' ya too much? S-so what if I am?!"

Levi

Solomon came in with a child in tow that looked a hell of a lot like MC, and this man nearly had a heart attack. There's no way... did those two have a secret love child?! Th-that's just-!! Oh, it's only MC.

WAIT A MINUTE...TH-THIS IS....! ISNT THIS JUST LIKE 'DETECTIVE C*NAN'? Uwaaah... Just look at you! You're still just as smart as before, but you've become super small! Talk about the ultimate gap moe!!!

Levi isn't a big fan of the idea of tiny, sticky hands touching his things, so he's glad you've still got your normal brainpower. That being said, he finds himself talking to you normally. Maybe even easier than before!

It kinda throws him off that you guys can't do the things you'd normally do together. Your fingers don't have their usual dexterity so playing games is a challenge, and your attention span is a little shorter so these TSL marathons are killing you. But have no fear, Levi knows a ton of other things you could do together! He won't let something like this spoil his time with his dear Henry!

"If you can't use the controller, let's try something that doesn't need one! I've got a new Ruri Hana VR game with REAL motion and voice tracking! If you say the spells out loud, you'll cast them in game! Ah, and it auto-adjusts to the player's height, so there's nothing to worry about!"

Satan

HES DOING HIS BEST NOT TO LAUGH. SATAN WILL HANDLE THIS WITH POISE AND GRACE, BUT MAN....

Watching you struggle to enter the House of Lamentation in your oversized RAD uniform nearly sent him to the stratosphere. He inhaled tea when you almost tripped over your blazer and had to get a couple of slaps on the back from Asmo.

Does his best to find a cure for your 'little' problem, but the most that can be done is waiting it out. In the meantime, would you like him to read you a story? Large books are probably difficult on your tiny hands.

Constantly catches himself treating you like a tot. He's not trying to, but he can't help himself when he sees your round eyes staring up at him, or when he watches you try to climb up onto an armchair.

"Up we go- There. It must be hard for you, having to climb up into the chairs like that. I've got a stool if you'd like to use it? Though, I don't mind if you sit on my lap, too." "Hm? I'm embarrassing you? I-I didn't realize how overzealous I was being. Ehem...."

Asmo

Oh that Solomon and his silly spells and potions, always making trouble! It's just one of his many charm points! And seeing as there are no permanent consequences from this harmless mishap, Asmo's enjoying it to the fullest.

Can you blame him? You're SOOOO cute~! So tiny and adorable! Why would've know that was possible?? Look this way, MC! He wants to take some pictures of you! Lowkey uses you as a photo op prop

He used to work part time at a daycare, you know? Asmo's great with kids! But that also means he's treating you like one. There's personalized snacks, cute little nicknames, and he's already gone and bought you a week's worth of clothes. Nobody tell him it'll only last a day-

He can be a little annoying with the baby talk and all the little activities he's planned for you, but you can tell he's enjoying himself.

"MC, look~! I've got plenty of ribbons to decorate your hair with! I'll let you choose your favorites, and then we can set out in town!" "Hm? Where are we going? To the playground, silly! You must be dying for a play date after being stuck in this dreary house all day, right?"

Beel

He was kinda teetering between whether or not he should throw Solomon across the yard like a football when he saw him carrying a teeny MC, but all was forgiven when he learned it was an accident.

Has now designated himself the permanent MC carrier. Your feet will never touch the ground so long as you're a child. And it's no problem for the likes of Beel, when you're as light as a feather! That makes him a little more conscious about being careful with you though-

Be it piggybacking or carrying you in his arms, he hasn't released you since he's spotted you. And don't think he's forgotten about feeding you. Beel's also taken your meal prep upon himself. You'll prefer things that've easy to eat, right? Though it kills gum to give you smaller portions than usual.... it feels cruel...

Somewhere between babying you and treating you as usual. He speaks normally to you as he always does, but prioritizes your needs over everything else. He wants to make sure you're well taken care of until this potion wears off.

"You're sure you've had enough to eat? I know I gave you a snack earlier, but... to think you really can't eat as much as before.. I'll talk to Solomon again. It must be torture to have such a tiny stomach, I'll do my best to get you back to normal."

Belphie

There's obvious opportunity here, and Belphegor won't let it go to waste. (No not for murder)

He's getting a kick about your new mini mode. How's the weather down there? Do you need him to pick you up so you can reach the high shelves? Don't worry, he'll get you a sippy cup.

When the teasing has settled down, he pays attention to a more pressing matter: you're now the perfect side for cuddling. You're a living hot water bottle, not too big, not too small, tiny and soft and adorable. Er, he won't mention that last part though.

Anyway, Belphie thinks a little kid like you should go on and take a nap now. It's exhausting having such short legs and wandering around the house all day, right? He gets it. You look tired and he knows the solution.

"Ah, you're just as cozy as I thought you'd be... Though, it feels kind of weird holding you like this. It's like holding a stuffed animal, but you're not nearly as cute." "Pfft, what's that face for? Sorry, sorry, I was only teasing."

[sevendeadlymorons]

The brothers + undateables react to the MC bringing her small child to RAD because no one in the human world is available to babysit, and they can’t leave a three-year-old alone. Bonus points if at some point, the kid runs up to them with something in their mouth, and when questioned, the kid spits out a rock or something.

IVE ALWAYS IMAGINED THIS IN MY HEAD BUT NOBODY EVER SUGGESTED IT SO OMG THIS MAY BE A BIT LONG-

Brothers + Dateables Reaction to MC Bringing Their Kid to RAD

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Lucifer

He had no idea you had a child honestly but considers it none of his concern

Well, not until you asked him to help out in babysitting that is, suddenly all his stress comes back

At first, the child was hyper, running around, stealing things, climbing on his lap and distracting him from work, he can’t count the amount of times he’s had to save this child from throwing themselves out the nearest window or getting flattened by all his records and books

One time, he caught the child running around with something in their mouth only to spit out a whole rock. Easy to say he was traumatised

But he couldn’t get over how much this small child looked and acted like you and he would never tell anyone, but he completely fell in love with your kid

He’s honestly the best babysitter, checking up on them constantly and keeping them company. The headaches he got from them though were a minor set back for him

Offers to be a regular babysitter as he enjoyed time with them so much and he loves all the little quirks that they share with you

Mammon

Since when did you have a kid?! With who?!

Couldn’t believe it at first but he couldn’t deny this small human looked quite a lot like you and he honestly started to quickly fall in love

Wasn’t so keen on the idea of babysitting but he soon came around as your kid became his new sneaky thief. Lucifer would never dream about harming your child, would he?

Turns out the kid was a huge nightmare, just like his human, and he had to stop the kid from killing themself several times a day. He even had to claw a whole damn rock out of this kids mouth

He was actually pretty cool with the kid when they weren’t causing trouble, though, playing games and talking to them, making them laugh and yeah, he cried when they gave him a little hug

He got flustered at the fact this was your child he was currently looking after and he may or may not have imagined you two having your own children and looking after this one together

He may babysit the kid again… for 500 Grimm, of course, he’s not a charity

Leviathan

He’s not good with children! Don’t leave him with your child!

At first he was shocked you even had a kid. Since when?! But then you dropped this tiny human in his arms and went about your day

Not too sure what babies like at first and he tried multiple things just to entertain them for long enough that he could play his game in peace

To no avail though, the kid was a nightmare, shoving shit in their mouth and causing him to go into panic mode, knocking over his figurines and distracting him from his game

They honestly settled down eventually though as your kid crawled into his lap and snatched the phone from his hands, beginning to laugh at the game on the screen

He’s the cool babysitter. He taught them how to beat the levels in his game, talked to them about his favourite anime’s and even let them play with Henry for a while, this kid quickly had his entire heart

He doesn’t know what came over him but he weirdly wouldn’t mind looking after your kid again if you needed him to… maybe it’s just because they reminded him so much of you though

Satan

Like Lucifer, he didn’t want to be involved with your kid in all honesty

But surprise, he now has your kid wrapped up in his arms for the whole day

He tried his best to keep them company at first even if they were a nightmare. He can’t even begin to count the amount of times this kid ran off and hid and shoved stuff in their mouths only to spit out a pebble or two…

He did enjoyed reading to them though, watching them smile and clap their hands when they heard a part they found particularly amusing and then attempt to read it back in their jumbled baby language

He actually started to really like your child and the two of them went cat searching later on in the day, petting all the cats they saw and sneakily feeding them leftovers from the kitchen

He definitely liked the child more when they were worn out and more calm and they just hopped up to sat on his lap and started poorly reading the book out loud to him in gibberish, but either way, he liked watching the child learn and enjoy reading

He offers to look after the kid more often, he didn’t mind. It was your child after all

Asmodeus

Oh well aren’t you cutest little thing~?

Yeah easy to say he was immediately drawn to this tiny, adorable 3 year old of yours and happily took them in with open arms

The two of them spent the day painting eachothers nails and Asmo brushing your child’s hair, putting in little clips and bows and telling them how pretty they look

For some reason, the child was pretty behaved in Asmo’s care, not including the time they came way too close to eating nail polish and he almost had a heart attack

Gave eachother lots of hugs and he couldn’t stop complimenting them and loving every single time the kid laughed or smiled, it reminded him of you in a way, you two really were similar

He enjoyed being around the kid when they were calm and sleepy as it gave him a good opportunity to just relax without the stress of thinking the kid will eat something they’re not supposed to

He definitely will take care of them more often if you ever need a babysitter, he’d be happy to!

Beelzebub

… is it edible?

After going through the rules of ‘no eating the 3 year old’ with him, he’s actually a pretty good babysitter and took good care of them while you were busy

He always knows when they’re hungry and will feed them whatever they ask, maybe sometimes a little bit too much food though but hey, at least they look happy

He caught them with something in their mouth the one time and he immediately thought they snagged his food, but all of a sudden, they spat out a whole rock and honestly, he gets it. Sometimes he gets hungry enough to eat rocks too…

The two get along well honestly, sharing meals and watching TV and Beel even invites Belphie to help look after your kid so it was just the two of them playing with this tiny human child for hours in the attic

Beel loves the child’s smile, it reminds him of you, and their laugh and the way they give him little leg hugs. Truthfully, he loved your kid so much

Kinda sad when they have to leave; offering to babysit whenever you want him to because he just loves them so much

Belphegor

You really expect him to be able to look after a child? He’ll pass…

But before he knew it, a kid was sat on his bed and you were gone and already he was fed up

Weirdly though, looking at your kid brought him this odd inner peace kind of feeling where he just wants to hold them and never let go. Maybe it was because the kid was yours and it reminded him so much of you…?

He kind of just naps with them more than he should for the entire day. He knows 3 year olds like to sleep and that’s his specialty so he thought why not

When the two of them are awake, he spends it in the planetarium looking up at the stars and teaching the child all the names and alignments or eating way too much downstairs with Beel

There was a time where he had to forcefully snatch this stone out of the child’s mouth after running after them for hours, and then lecture them on how they can’t do that and then he had to take another nap due to being absolutely exhausted but besides from that, the child was pretty sleepy, all day

Yeah ok maybe he fell for your child and maybe he’ll babysit them again, but expect him to complain about it first

Diavolo

He’s actually really happy you came to him first to look after your child :)

Honestly, he’s such a sweetheart towards the small child, but he definitely gave in several times to those irresistible puppy eyes and ended up spoiling them

He was also sort of busy with work so the kid tended to just sit on his lap and play with his free hand and would sometimes run off without him noticing only to come back hand in hand with Barbatos who found them digging through the trash

He wasn’t any good at discipline so whenever they came back covered in trash he kinda just laughed it off and sat them back down, he’s too sweet to yell at such a small and helpless human

He can’t remember the last time he had such fun though. The child was sweet to him and he very much enjoyed watching the antics of a normal 3 year old human with hyper tendencies

They took walks around the garden together, helping them pick little flowers and putting them in their hair, watching them laugh and smile afterwards

The child reminded him of you and that just made them even more lovable to him and it was easy to say he’d without a doubt babysit your kid any time

Barbatos

Never expected you to want him to take care of your child but he’ll do his best

He was sort of busy the entire day and couldn’t take care of the child as much as he planned to but he made sure the child was happy either way

The two of them cleaned up together, Barbatos handing the kid a little feather duster and showing them how to properly clean, watching them enjoying themselves and laughing in the corner of his eye

He did have to scold them a few times for misbehaving and eating things they shouldn’t though, especially random pebbles from outside

When he wasn’t cleaning or tending to paperwork, he took the child on little walks around the garden, enjoying the way the small kid laughed and smiled at all the flowers and butterflies, their arm swinging from side to side cheerfully, causing him to smile too

Easy to say he fell in love hard pretty quickly, noticing the way they took after you and how polite and sweet they were towards him

He wouldn’t mind looking after them again, just perhaps when he’s less busy…

Simeon

He already has Luke but he supposes one more couldn’t hurt

He’s a great babysitter really, no complaints and rarely any misbehaving on the child’s end except for a few times throughout the day where he had to desperately stop them from swallowing rocks

But other than that, the child was pretty calm, following him around and laughing at his awfully made jokes; their hand normally attached to his trouser leg so they didn’t get lost

He loved how the child reminded him of you, their mannerisms and the way they acted were so similar and he couldn’t help but laugh and fall deeper in love with this tiny, peculiar human

He spent a lot of the day having a small tea party with them, sharing biscuits and hot chocolate for the child and tea for him, watching them pour him tea then laugh as he takes a sip

When he needed to do something quickly, he left the child with Luke and then came back to legitimately the most heartwarming game of monopoly between two small children he’s ever seen

He would without a doubt babysit again if you ever need him to, it’s no trouble honestly

Solomon

You’d really trust your kid with him? Really?

He’s honestly really happy you’d entrust them with him though and he’ll make sure to not get them killed

He’s actually really good at babysitting though: making sure they’re always laughing until they’re falling over, showing them cool spells to entertain them, playing games and seeing how badly he can scare the shit out of them without making them cry

Solomon’s that one cool babysitter you always have that’s cool in a bad way, like he’ll make you dinner but he’ll also burn the entire house down, but hey, at least he’s funny

He’ll randomly sneak up behind the kid and yell ‘boo’ just for the fun of it and if they cry, it’s Simeon’s problem now

He absolutely adores it when the kid follows him around and laughs at every little thing he does, it’s like he has his own personal fan

Kinda disappointed when the kid has to leave but make sure to call him to babysit again

Luke

Finally, someone that’s shorter than him!

He kinda just hangs around the kid all day, keeping them company with games and jokes and cheering them up if they start to miss you

He even attempts to teach them how to play monopoly with him but eventually finds out that 3 year olds cannot play monopoly…

Though he isn’t the one actually babysitting, he sure is a good playmate towards the child and they seem to enjoy his company at least

The days full of laughter and just two children having fun, which is a sight to see for everyone at Purgatory Hall

They’ll take walks around together, Luke immediately regretting his decisions and panicking when they put a rock in their mouth and he has to negotiate with them to spit it out

Yeah alright maybe he’s a little sad that they’re leaving so soon, so make sure they come visit again!

[echo-of-sounds]

daddy dom pt.2

Headcanons on the types of Daddy Dom Toshinori, Hizashi, and Fatgum are. 

All three of these men are underappreciated. 

Warnings: Daddy Dom relationship, (the rest is only mentioned, there’s no real detail) punishments, slapping, spanking (with and without a paddle), anal play, ball gags, handcuffs, and rough sex

Yagi Toshinori

Toshinori’s been exposed to dominant play in sex, but it’s never captured his interest. Sex to him is sensitive, sensual, and intimate. The harsher side, slapping, choking, and anything close to rough, he is more than unenthusiastic towards. He can’t find pleasure in pain, even if the pain gives you pleasure. It’s caused so much heartache in his life, and he truly can’t bring himself to incorporate it during a time that’s supposed to be passionate and loving.

However, he isn’t opposed to being a Daddy. When you bring it up, he reads about and talks to you about it in detail before making a decision. He doesn’t mind being dominant. In fact, he quite enjoys being your protector, someone who you can confide in, who you can snuggle up against, sheltered in his arms while he pets and kneads your body. He’s your number one supporter and shields you from the stress of the world.

Toshi is the sweetest Daddy. You’re his sweetie, his sweetheart, and his sweet girl. Whatever catches your eye, he keeps in mind to buy for a present because he overindulges your every whim. He has money. He has the necessities. He rarely buys himself expensive, lavish things, which means he has plenty of money to spoil you with: books and movies you’re interested in, new clothing and jewelry, that adorable stuffed animal you reluctantly walked past, board, card, and video games, lotion, blankets, etc… 

He dislikes punishment and so very rarely uses it. It’s at most a light spanking to get your attention. Daddy prefers positive reinforcement and talking to you about your misbehavior. That way, you can understand who important listening is, especially when it comes to his rules. You shouldn’t eat too many cookies because it’ll upset your stomach. You shouldn’t leave clothes and books strewn across the floor because someone could slip and fall. You shouldn’t cum before he permits because he is your Daddy and listening to him is important. The second you apologize, he’s back to caressing and kissing you.

You should always try to wear Daddy’s favorite colors. It gets you more cuddles and compliments. Anything in lilac, baby pink, and soft cream draws his hands towards you like a magnet. Panties with cute, little bows are a cherry on top. Wear a cream dress at home. Your lavender panties can be seen through the thin material. From across the room, you can feel his eyes. He’ll eventually tell you to come and sit on his lap. He massages your sides as you rest on his shoulder. If you want, start grinding. Your gradually wetting underwear informs him of your arousal. Don’t worry, he’ll take care of it for you.

For bedtime, he has a soft spot for cock warming. He absolutely loves falling asleep when you’re connected. He’ll lay down. You just have to straddle him and slip him inside. Don’t move. Simply lay on his chest, kissing his collarbones and neck, drowsily mumbling how and why you love him. His hums of love warm your body. His breath warms your skin. As you start to drift off, his arms cushion you safe and sound- your own little safe haven. 

Soft sex is the norm. Daddy’s respectful, attentive, devoted, and eager to feel the heat of your body. Each easy thrust pushes deep, stretching you to fit him perfectly. Don’t hide your face or moans. They urge his hips to forage for more. When you’re fussing because you’re right there, he speeds up, kissing you profoundly, fiercely, whispering in his amorous, baritone voice, “It’s okay, Sweetie. Let yourself cum. Daddy’s right here. Daddy’s right here.”

Because of Toshi’s physical health, he isn’t able to have sex as frequently as the other guys. But he still pampers you plenty. He’ll buy you a pink vibrator to circle your clit with. You can ride his bare thigh, spreading your wetness over him as he guides your hips. He’ll watch you hump a pillow and cry out for your Daddy. He’ll finger you till you’re satisfied. He just wishes you to be pleased however, and whenever you need it. 

Rough sex isn’t exactly rough sex. But you do get to ride Daddy however you want. You can bounce excitedly or grind hastily or buck in sheer, vulgar heat. His compliments mix into groans the more you ride. He sucks your breasts. He spanks your ass. He grips your thighs until his nails nearly cut skin. It’s the time for you to have your fun and make Daddy feel pleasured like he always does for you.

Yamada Hizashi

Straightaway, Hizashi knew dominance was something he wanted. He likes leading and commanding someone under him, probing, inspecting, and licking every part of them. When you start a relationship, he opens up to you, wanting to know what you do and don’t like, and his interests are shared back.

You’re his one and only baby girl. No one else gets that name but you. You’re his teddy bear, snuggling you at bedtime. He shows you new places, feeds you new foods, and gives you new experiences you’ve never had before. Your joy and delight is the epitome of beauty. He strives to see it in your eyes and smile as much as possible.

On top of being his baby, you’re also his little experiment. He does everything to you, in whatever way he wants: fingering your ass, slowly spreading you wider and wider, praising your patience; having you ride two dildos at once as he watches your breasts and expressions; forcing you to stand still with a vibrator deep within you, unable to cum or whine or even move until he’s completely and utterly satisfied. No matter what it is, he just likes having fun and thinking of new ways to make you squirm.

When he’s out and about, go onto his laptop and search for whatever you want. Do those panties look incredibly comfortable? Add it to his cart. Is that necklace calling your name? Add it to his cart. Is that cute glass wand something you want to play with? Add it to his cart. He’ll buy them all. And the second they arrive, you better use them. Wear only the panties and necklace. Lick and rub yourself with the dildo. Show him just how much you enjoy the presents.

One thing you can do to help your Daddy relax is to let him suck your breasts. Hizashi hides his stress well. When he’s abnormally snugly, burrowing his head into your chest, hibernating under the blankets with you, it’s stress. Take off your shirt, and he’ll attach to your nipple. It’s not sexual. Something to nurse on is soothing for him. Daddies need comfort too!

Hizashi is super playful when he’s in his Daddy mode (not that different from his usual self, but he’s more hyperfocused on you). Keep in mind that that doesn’t mean he won’t discipline you after any mischief. If you don’t follow the list of rules on the fridge, fun Daddy goes away and it’s punishment time. His go-tos are timeouts, no phone, no Tv, early bedtime and, as much as it pains him, no cuddling.

When you’re being really disobedient, his voice lowers, grating his throat, vibrating his chest. It’s definitely provoking. His spankings even more so. As he stuffs you full of anal beads, you begin to think it isn’t even a punishment. But then he blindfolds and ties you up. You’re left all alone in the bedroom, in the cold air, can’t see, can’t move, only able to feel the toys gorged deep inside you for hours. If you fuss, he comes and puts a ball gag in your mouth. It’s best to wait it out until he’s convinced you’ve been appropriately disciplined.

Punishments often transition into rough, fast, dominating sex. You’re still bound and gagged and stuffed as his thrusts start. Let him hear your helpless whimpers. Let him listen to your drenched, lewd sex every time he sinks deep. He spreads you wide open and fondles you however he wants. Don’t be a bad girl. Grant him ownership of your body. It frequently ends with him cumming in your ass and plugging it with a butt plug. Keep it inside because the punishment isn’t over.

While he does enjoy the rough and tough, Daddy also values slowing down, kissing your body, and gifting you with plenty of loyal, loving rapture. You can choose the position: do you want to ride him as he kisses you? Or do you want Daddy to draw out his time on top of you, thrusting deep and intensely, giving you all the pleasure in the world? Either way, he makes do, nuzzling your neck, squeezing your thighs, praising his baby girl for everything she is.

Taishiro Toyomitsu

Taishiro is naturally so playful and so willing to experiment. The way he unconsciously praises his partner is a hint to his inner Daddy just waiting to come out. He sighs, ‘that’s a good girl’ as you blow him. He groans, ‘good job, baby’ as you cum. He grunts, ‘you’re taking me perfectly’ as he releases, thick and heavy, inside you. All you have to do is whimper for your Daddy and from then on out, that’s exactly who he is.

Baby, baby girl, little girl, good girl, Daddy uses them all. You’re his major weakness. He’s your biggest cheerleader, your safest space, your confidant, the one you can run to when you’re upset, overwhelmed, excited, and scared. He never wants you to feel alone. It’s a Daddy’s responsibility to ensure his little girl feels respected and heard, and he always assures you’re loved.

Daddy loves bathing you. He sits beside the tub and washes your back. He’ll coo loving praises as he cleans your body thoroughly. The plush washcloth and soothing soap brushes feather-light across your shoulders, down your back, and between your legs, making sure you’re neat (and cute) as a button. After you’re wrapped in a huge, fluffy towel and carried to bed where you’re slowly patted dry. Then he bundles you to his chest for sleep.

Compliments your ‘pretty pussy’ all the time. It’s Daddy’s and it’s beautiful. When he’s watching TV and the mood strikes, he slowly lays you down, lifts your dress, takes off your panties, and fingers and stretches and strokes you to his heart’s content. But he won’t let you orgasm. And you can’t complain or touch yourself. You can only lay open for his pleasure. He delights in your tongue sticking out, searching for something to suck on, and your glazed-over eyes silently begging for him to give you so much more.

Tai is definitely the type of Daddy who likes to be comforted now and then. He tries to hide his insecurities so you don’t worry. But he deserves the care and attention he’s always showing you. When he’s fidgeting with his clothes, ask him for some skin-to-skin cuddling. Kiss his stretch marks. Sigh or sing for him. Just woo his beautiful, handsome heart.

Cock warming is one of his favorites. It can be a punishment when you’re back talking or not listening. He makes you sit there for hours, your wet, swollen lips around his cock as you squirm, trying not to touch yourself. Then when he finally finishes, that’s it. You don’t get any gratification for misbehaving. It pleases the dom part of Daddy Dom. He also uses it whenever he misses you and your body. You sit on him and relax against his tummy, softly kissing, gently stroking him as both your arousals drip and mix together.

Rough sex means you’re going to get controlled. Cute, pink nipple clamps go on, handcuffs restrain your wrists behind your back, and a paddle will spank your ass raw. The paddle has little hearts in it, imprinting the designs onto your sore skin. Every thrust jerks your body, bearing his weight brutally into you. Every clit slap arches your back, harsher and higher. Every little sound you make will be praised, earning you more and more spankings. As you cum, the thrusts keep on coming, fully intent on making you orgasm until the sheets are soaked.

But when you finally collapse, Daddy tenderly releases your hands, gently lifts you, then carries you off for a warm bubble bath. If you ask, he’ll most certainly join. Arms will cradle you perfectly to his chest. Lips kiss all over your shoulders and chest, cherishing your scars, idolizing blemishes, worshiping every inch. He wants you to know and feel how much he treasures you, especially after particularly rough sex.

To start soft sex, Daddy expects you to sit on his face. Grind as his tongue tastes all of you. You have to cum on his face at least once before proceeding. That’s his one rule during lovemaking. Other than that, you can ask for anything, and he’ll oblige. Holding you close, he walks you through every orgasm, asking, ‘how much do you love Daddy?’ With how highly he coddles and comforts you, it’s indescribable. 

[revirushifaa]

Feeling so bad for my poor cousin who just got slapped in the face by her awful dad, so in her honor I'm writing these headcanons(She's the one who got me into Obey Me, she deserves these)

The brothers react to MC being slapped in the face by another demon that's not them:

Lucifer and MC:

-The moment he hears hiccups and faint whimpers near, he's already sprinting to MC, he holds their shoulder. The slap mark on their face is enough to put him in seething rage.

"Tell me names, MC. Who did this to you?"

"A-another demon..."

-He's ready to shred some demon to pieces. But first he comforts MC, wetting his hand in cold water and gently laying there on their stinging cheek.

"You will be fine, the pain will go away. And I promise you, I will make this demon pay for their life."

-His soothing voice is on the spot, he wants to soothe them as much as he can before he goes to teach a nasty lesson to the demon who dared hurt them.

-He gets with the demon, and beats them to a bloody pulp until they're begging miserably and crying.

"Touch them again, and next time your intestines will be pulled out along with your heart."

Mammon and MC:

-Ohhhh, why's MC sobbing that way and coming to him?? He feels the urge to destroy someone if they made cry like that!

"Oi, what's the matter-WHO IN THE HELL SLAPPED YA?!!"

"A-another demon..."

-Mammon cares for MC's injury, and peppers them in care, reassuring them that he's gonna make a baby bawl their eyes out.

"Rest assured, MC. No one else will hurt ya. THE Mammon will protect ya from those pieces of guts!!"

-No sooner said than done, Mammon goes to face the demon and he's quickly beating them and causing them great harm, while screaming and saying all sorts of impurities.

"CURSE YA TO HELL, YA HURT MC AND YA DIE!!!"

Leviathan and MC:

-Playing games as the shut-in that he is, when he hears a bawl.

"L-Levi!!"

-Oh no. He abandons immediately the game and rushes over, opening his door to see MC holding their cheek and in tears.

"W-who made y-you this, MC?? T-tell me... oh dear, c-come in."

-Shyly he gently pulls them inside and closes the door. After he listens the truth he's definitely upset.

"There, there, it's gonna be alright, I've got you. This won't go unpunished."

-He cares for that stinging cheek and gives MC all the attention that they need, watches an anime of their choice to comfort them fully.

-Once the comes, he goes and makes the demon think this twice.

"I may be a shut-in, but I am not afraid to knock your brains out. This for slapping MC!"

-He makes them regret it and doesn't stop, not even when he has them K.O.

Satan and MC:

-Reading peaceful time, the Avatar of Wrath is reading about new cats breeds, when MC sniffs as they walk past the reading demon.

"Hold on there, MC. Why the tears?"

-He frowns deeply when he sees the slap mark on their cheek.

"Who in blazes did this to you? I am killing them."

-He goes full attentive mode and begins treating the red sore cheek with all the care that he can give, wipes away MC's tears and comforts them in his own way, before he goes to kill some demon.

-Finds them and immediately grabs them by the neck, choking them, without stopping.

"Prepare for hell hours, scum. If you will punch MC in their face, then you have a death wish."

-He does this until he knocks them out, and throws them on the ground, kicking their ribs, cracking all of them.

Asmodeus and MC:

-His beauty session is already taking place, his working on that new coconut milk body wash cream that he had gotten.

"A-Asmo..."

"Hm... yeah, MC-MC, dear, what happened to your cheek?! A sunburn?!"

-After he's explained that it's a slap and not a sunburn, he hisses and shakes his head. Goes to make the sting go away and rubs their face softly and with love,

"MC, dear, I am gonna go have a firm talk with this demon, okay? You can stay here."

-He finds the ruffian and goes to them, pushing them against a wall, he has a rather creepy smile on.

"Well, well, what do we have here? The one who hurt my dearest MC? Oh not can do, I am teaching you a lesson, prepare yourself."

-His done drastically changes to a cold tone. And soon screams of a demon are heard all around the Devildom. No one should make the Avatar of Lust mad. Or better: Never hurt his dear.

Beelzebub and MC:

-Munch, munch, munch. Oh food is so delicious. The sweet glutton is having another big meal and enjoying it all, but he can't help feeling worried for MC when they entered the room.

"H-hi, Beel."

-They greet him and their voice sound teary, another reason for getting worried. He sees them holding their cheek.

"What's wrong, MC? Did you fall down on your cheek?"

"N-no... a demon slap me...."

-Time and space just stopped there. Beel gets increadibly mad and he slams his hand on the table.

"How dare them. I am frying them in a cauldron of devilish oil!!"

-He gets down from his chair and immediately cuddles MC, showing them tender love. To soothe them, if that demon out there thought they could get away with hurting MC, well, they're so wrong, they now have a glutton demon after their head.

"It's alright MC, eat something. I'm going to hunt down the prey for you."

-He slams the demon the second he finds them on to the ground and stomps onto their stomach, slapping their face once, twice... countless times until it gets pretty red.

"You hurt them, prepare to feel everything back at you the triple."

-Doesn't stop at all, he hears their pathetic and helpless cries of mercy, but he gives them now. He has a good strength, so all that will hurt so much for days.

[lilsuzn]

MLQC Victor - NSFW abc headcanons (REMASTERED)

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice

Warnings: Explit sexual content (GN READER)

it's what I posted a while ago, but better - I changed some things, I deleted some thing and wrote new. I think it's much better now

A = Aftercare (What they are after sex?)

Victor is a man that has his values straight

You are the most important part of his life (even if he sometimes struggles to shop it) and he will do anything for you… and only for you

Other people don’t matter. He only takes what he wants and leaves.

But you - his sweetest, dearest, little love… can ask anything and everything (well, almost - see N).

You crave massages? He will buy the most luxurious oils on the market, might even take a course to perfect his skills to give you more pleasure

Want to take a bath? He will have a bathtub installed if he doesn’t have one already

Pillowtalk, kissing, snuggling, another round? No need to say it twice. He leaves to please you

When it comes to him, he likes to pull you close and tell you all the things he has no courage to say at any other time

Leave no space for misunderstanding in the department of his unconditional, boundless, eternal love and devotion for you

Tell you just how happy he is to have you and how everything is worthless in comparison to you

After he makes sure you’ve been pleasured throughly already, he will want to share a shower

And make no mistake - he will wash you. You can wash him too, if you want, but taking care of that pretty body of yours is his responsibility

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part is his waist

It wasn’t easy to get that V shaped body and he is extremely proud of this accomplishment…

Especially when he sees your hungry gaze roaming his torso up and down

And you… He couldn’t possibly choose one part

Beautiful legs, rounded butt, soft abdomen and that gorgeous, gorgeous smile

Yeah…

No…

That would be your thighs when it comes to the sexual aspect

You have such a delicate skin there. So suckable. Kissable. More plush than any pillow could ever be

He feels so secure and at ease when they squeeze around his head as you ride his face.

The sound of his hips slapping against them - heavenly

Not much can make him calmer than your lovely, plump thighs

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

It should come (hihihi) as no surprise that he loves to spill inside

It’s so intimate… Bonding…

Doesn’t really like to cum onto you for reasons he himself doesn’t really understand

It just feels… somewhat degrading? And he doesn’t like it that way?

Then again cuming into your mouth is a strong YES. Maybe it’s because of how enthusiastically you take him in

How you collect all the spill from your chin and lick it off your fingers like it was some kind of delicious delicacy

That sight makes him hard all over again…

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory - a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a folder of your photos on his computer

Some of them were taken with consent… Some without you realising…

Because you were in his bed sleeping in your naked glory… And he could only stop himself the first, like 20 (?) times

He sorts them by aesthetic and cuteness/sexiness

Jacks off to them when you’re not around

Most of them are very artistic. He tries his best to make them as good as the ones he was using before you… (see J)

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He slept with a few girls in college, but he saw it only as ‘taking care of his sexual needs’ - no real feelings included

He had one dedicated booty call - a girl who fell in love with him despite him saying that he only only sees her for sex

That period really allowed him to explore his sexuality

So he knows what he likes and what to do, so his partner likes it too

F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)

Everything when he takes you from the back

He’s rather keen on yanking hair, slaping ass…

But when it comes to the person he loves - you, he likes to face each other during sex

He wants to kiss your face, neck and chest. Nuzzle his face into your abdomen while he’s going down from his height

Your legs thrown over his shoulders so he can slap his hips against your soft thighs

Or legs pressed to your sides, hands gripping your thighs

And he can’t even attempt to lie he doesn’t absolutely love when you sit on his lap… or get on top in general

Or when your thighs grip his head when you 69 on the couch while ‘watching’ a movie. Your lips sloppy around him as his tongue pleasures you with most precision and dedication

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

No goofy.

If they start to joke around, they get spanked. HARD.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Victor is a passionate swimmer, so most of his body is hairless

But he doesn’t shave his pubes. Finds it weird to be completely bare down there and the first time he had sex with a completly hairless girl, he was a bit taken aback with her baby like smoothness.

Only trims them with a ‘pubes razor’ which is his old razor that he doesn’t use for face anymore, because he got a better one from his aunt for Christmas

Carpet matches the drapes

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

No goofy.

Only love and eternal devotion.

He will caress and leave kisses all over your body. Keep you close in the warmest and most loving embrace

No dummies or idiots in bed. Only treasures and loves

Almost like he’s trying to make it up to you for his tendency to be so aloof on a daily basis

The sweet talk doesn’t stop there, but I already said everything about it in A

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

This man didn’t have time to waste on women when he was building his empire, so he naturally spend quite a lot of his life masturbating instead of having sex

He doesn’t really enjoy porn, though. It’s too cartoonish for him. He much prefers to look through lingerie commercials or nude photoshoots - the more artistic the better

After he reunites with you, he starts to feel all that pent up sex tension and starts to jack off almost every day

Thinking about you. Looking at photos of you. Carving you with every small bit of his being

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

First of all - seeing his partner being pleasured. Either by him or by a vibrating toy plugged into them or pressed against their sensitive spots. He doesn’t even pump himself watching. He’s way too consumed with the enticing sights

Double penetration. His huge dick in one whole, dildo in another… Just thinking about it gets him going

He can’t deny himself at least some manhandling (if you consent - obv). Although he doesn’t go full on dom every time (at least with you) he seems to be unable to deny himself some hair pulling and choking... Although he almost does it lovingly? Spanking and whipping will surely also happen from time to time. Can get very rough when jealous

Also a slight daddy kink. When he hears it slip past your lips in the form of a joke - he feels some strange tingling in his groin and it’s not a venereal disease

If you sit on his lap, make a cute, helpless expression and ask daddy to play with you… It just turns him into a primal animal with no self restraint

That he kinda always seems to be

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Where nobody can hear them

Or see them

Anywhere with a stable surface really, but he needs to know you will have full privacy

Would never agree for public sex

All the sweet sounds and expressions he makes you do are his and only his to experience

M = Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going)

Stress, irritation, anger, hurt… Sex is a great way for him to gat this weight of his chest since he doesn’t really like to think those negative feeligs through

Or any feelings, if we’re at it

A nice butt is also a motivation, especially when it’s attached to a fine pair of legs

But both of these factors aren’t a guarantee of a turn on and even if they have that impact on him, he still will most likely not act on it

What he really struggles to control is a real attraction that reaches what’s beyond physical

A beautiful, hardworking and open-minded person is something Victor finds hard to ignore

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

No sharing

No blood play

No permanent marking

Nothing too forcefull or aggressive

No sex before assigning boundaries and exchanging preferences

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As I already said In B, Victor is an oral lover

More into giving than receiving, but would never push his lover away

(you can always 69, right?)

The man is humming in pleasure as his tongue slides along your sex

Is more than willing to go for hours if only you let him

The more you moan the more intense his movements become

His main goal is to please

The secondary one is to be the best at yet another thing

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He has two base modes

One: I love you, my sweet creature - all about measured, unhurried but hard thrust. True, pure love-making

Two: Little girls don’t get a say in how daddy fucks them - you’re tearing up, sobbing, drooling and he gets even more turned on by it. Fucks harder and faster then you both believed possible. Years of engaging in sports come to show themselves

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He will participate when the occasion occurs

Might even initiate an occasion

But it’s not really sex for him. It’s a quickie

And when compared to the real love-making with you… it’s just meh

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

When it comes to taking risks, I believe I already made it clear that he isn’t too into that

If someone walked in you, it would be very upsetting for him

If you got accidentally hurt would break his heart

But experiment he would happily

New toys, new positions, new kinks… He will try anything once

Well, almost anything (see N)

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

We all have our better and worst days, and this man has a whole company to run. It’s only natural for him to be tired

So usually he won’t last for more than one round. Maybe 3 on weekends

But will last a while if he sets a slower pace (see P)

On vacations however, after a few days of rest his stamina will increase dramatically

Have you seen this guy’s torso? Exactly

He has some stamina to spare

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not against, although he prefers to experiment with positions that to experiment with toys

Will probably never propose any, except when he knows his partner is into such things

If you do - Victor will do his research and find something exciting for you to enjoy

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He really is not patient enough for that

Doesn’t have time for it either

Why would he even want to? They’re unsatisfied = he’s unsatisfied (as I mentioned in K)

He sees no appeal in it. When he wants to fuck, he wants to fuck. No reason to beat around the bush

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Victor can be a bit more talkative than usual during the foreplay

Throughs some praise (a lot of it)

Tell you about his feelings (but not too much at that point)

About things that made him jealous…

A quiet Fuck may leave his lips when he enters you and when he’s about to come

In the middle of those two - he’s rather silent

Not much of a moaner

He grunts and growls a lot though. Can get a little bit loud from time

W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

It was a sunny, autumn day. You were walking down the street. You’re fingers entwined. The sunlight was gracing your beautiful features so gorgeously… and he had already been yearning for so long

When you’ve finally reached the Souvenir’s door, the man is all worked up

Not that you could tell from his steely expression

But you sure got suspicious when he got all touchy feely out of the sudden

Not that you would ever mind - obviously

Feather light kisses on the nape of your neck and shoulders. Fingertips caressed your waist to then slide down to your hips. Then he reached for the hem of your dress…

“I love you…” he whispered in your ear

Goosebumps momentarily appeared on your skin as all the intense feelings he had been making you experience from the very day you saw him for the first time in his office travel down your spine in a form of a intense shiver

You wanted him. So bad. For so long.

And there was no hiding his feelings for you at that moment as you turned your head to face him

Soon after stomach was pressed against the kitchen counter. Your naked butt was all out on display for Victor to squeeze and spank as you squirmed and moaned under his touch

Victor didn’t take any unnecessary time to move his long, broad fingers down, to stroke your sensitive slit

He praised you for being so wet, so flushed, so eager for him

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

“I love you, too” you whispered to his ear as his arms pressed you as close to his body as possible, while you were still going back from your highs

And after that, from his lips slipped the words of the most sincere adoration… and true love

Words you would never expect to leave his beautiful, soft mouth

Matches the rest of the man

Long and thick

No curvature. Perfectly straight

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Rather average

Ha has periods when he doesn’t even think about it

And he has ones when he can’t stop thinking about it

However he doesn’t go too much either way

Z = Zzz… (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Remember what I said in S? Applies here as well

He’s a hardworking man

Simplu needs to work hard to keep his business growing and to keep his lover pleased

Then he just needs to get some rest. Don’t try to change his mind because he will

If he’s well rested however, he won’t let you sleep

Like, not a chance. You need to come at least five times. He doesn’t make the rules, sorry

[skztalkergo]

stray kids reaction: you got your wisdom teeth removed

chan

lowkey traumatized but he’s the nation’s father so he’s gonna step up to the plate or die trying

waves away the nurse with the wheelchair while you’re still half-conscious and carries you to the car himself

drives you to his place and tucks you into bed and stalks around the dorm yelling at people who are louder than his newly-instated appropriate decibel level

also yells at anyone attempting to record you and your loopy behavior

religious about your medication, you will not miss a dose, even if he does get kinda squirrely when you request the codeine

brings his work home for once and sits in bed next to you on his laptop until he’s deemed you Safe To Leave Alone

addresses you by dumb things like “hey there superstar” or “that’s my brave girl!”

minho

has had his phone out and recording since the moment the nurse came to get him from the waiting room

the 20 minute long, deeply unflattering y/n crack compilation will be available for viewing before you’re back to eating solid foods

that being said, he’s surprisingly helpful and blows off practice because he refuses to leave you alone for the first 24 hours post-op

threatens to tape your hands together if you don’t stop poking at the stitches

spoon-feeds you applesauce and does not hesitate to scream “HERE COMES THE AIRPLANE” even though you’ve been lucid for several hours at this point

changbin

another videographer, but considers this to be a boyfriend privilege and will not hesitate to fight anyone else with a phone in your vicinity

really stressed and fails to conceal it, resulting in you comforting him before the surgery

afterwards, though, he goes into full Mom Mode, going so far as to call both his mom and your mom to gauge appropriate steps (he doesn’t trust the internet)

will attempt to cook for you, but if it falls through he’ll badger chan or minho until they make you soup (and he’ll pretend he made it, and you’ll pretend you believe him because you love him <33)

hyunjin

kind of helpless but does not hesitate to baby the actual heck out of you

A Level 10 Fusser

he changes the pillow arrangement of the sickbed he’s made you so often that you yell at him because it keeps waking you up

can’t cook, so he boils chicken broth and stands over you menacingly because you are legally obligated to drink the entire mug

also force-feeds you healthy things like mashed up avocados and mangoes and doesn’t listen when you tell him you just want to consume Spaghetti-O’s

squishes your swollen cheeks and won’t shut up about how cute they are

brings kkami over to comfort you, but then gets jealous when you cuddle kkami instead of him

jisung

also kind of clueless, but puts his whole heart behind it

sits next to you in bed while you nap and memorizes the entire WebMD page on dry socket, so that when you wake up he’s there with ice packs and tea bags and salt water and a billion other things to try

tells you that you shouldn’t talk to speed up the recovery process, but forgets his own rule 10 seconds later and gets confused when you won’t answer his questions

freaks the heck out when you start bleeding again a few hours after the surgery and has you halfway to the car before you tell him to just help you put some gauze on it and wait it out

pets your hair and sings you to sleep

felix

Stage 5 Clinger

assumes personal responsibility for your recovery and is probably more invested in the process than you are

not afraid to get his hands dirty and do the un-glamorous things like change your bloody gauze and carry you to the bathroom when you’re still loopy

stress bakes while you’re asleep but bakes the cookies half as long as normal so they’re kind of mushy and you can still eat them

canned soup is his vibe but he’ll put cilantro or something on top so he feels like he did something

sleeps wound around you like a little boa constrictor and isn’t mad if you drool on him

seungmin

medical philosophy is that you should let nature take its course, so he’s not really a coddler

more of the type to put you in bed with a stuffed animal and pat you on the head and then go sit in the living room where he can hear you call if you need him

good to have around if you’re nervous before the surgery, because he’s extremely calm and has the power to rationally talk you down from all your irrational fears about complications

will cook simple foods for you until you’re better

super good about remembering when you have to take your meds, and won’t go to sleep before you in case you’re in pain

jeongin

also vaguely traumatized, he has less than half an idea what to do but he refuses to leave you alone

even if it means getting chan or hyunjin involved, he is going to treat this as a learning chapter on his Road To Ultimate Boyfriend

holds your hand in the car the whole way to the doctor’s, and buys you flowers afterwards even if you’re too loopy to appreciate them

sets up camp wherever you are, complete with his laptop that is playing your favorite movie on loop and a list of internet-approved soft foods

keeps a meticulous list of all your medications so he can remind you when to take them, and dresses you in his oversized hoodies because it makes him feel better more than it makes you feel better

[raeuberprinzessin]

Making Amends - Magic Trick - Prompt 10, Chapter 18

@felixmonth

Summary: For Felix Month 2021 - beware, the chapters are not in chronological order^^

When Felix loses a bet with his cousin, he has to make amends with Adrien’s friends. Well, at least this provides a good excuse to spent a lot of time with Adrien’s “very good friend”, a certain designer, who may or may not be described as tolerable … or cute. This may not be so bad. Yeah, not bad at all.

AO3 | Masterlist

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Felix really tried his hardest not to pull a grimace, but one glance at Marinette who sat on the chaise longue and embroidered Adrien's suit for the gala, told him he wasn't doing a very good job. And what did Marinette do? She just gave him a fake innocent look that was completely undermined by her mischievous grin. She had to have known the torture helping his cousin with a magic trick would be.

Actually, he himself had known that. That's why he didn't want to do it. But Marinette had to get involved with her bright eyes and beaming smile and her stupid good arguments, saying that technically, he should do something nice for Adrien as well and it would definitely infuriate Gabriel … And now, here he was, cursing his whole existence.

"So you see the coin is still on the table. But maybe it will go through the table if we turn it around. Felix? Would you please turn the coin on the other side?" Adrien asked. Felix gave a suffering sigh, ignored Marinette's soft laughter and nodded. He turned the coin around and tried to ignore how Adrien fumbled trying to get the glass out of the napkin wrap to let it fall in his lap. That boy needed a lot more exercise with sleight of hand tricks. Just to think he wanted Adrien to steal the other ring from his father's hand! That would have been a disaster waiting to happen!

He finally did it and held the molded napkin over the coin as if the glass was still inside. His cousin pushed down on the napkin, bumped once with the glass against the table from below and then pulled the glass up again with a victorious smile.

"So, what do you say? Do you think they will like it?" he asked with a hopeful smile. Oh no! Please, not this smile! He hated it, because it made him feel like a jerk if he didn’t tell his cousin exactly what he wanted to hear. Knowing that that wasn’t Adrien’s intention and he did this completely innocently was even worse. He could defend himself against manipulation, but he was helpless against innocence. Still, he would have to keep his act together and tell him his honest opinion. This was the only way he could actually help him.

"Of course they will. How did you get the glass through the table?" Marinette asked before he had the chance to say something. She gave Adrien a kind smile, but Felix could see that she had noticed how the trick worked. And she hadn’t even really watched. Why did she have to make this harder for him?

"No, no, no! Don't encourage this, Marinette! You wanted me to help and sometimes help isn't saying nice things, but telling him what didn't work!" he finally cut in with a huff. Good, now he had to gently-

"So, you didn't like it?" Oh damn! Not the sad half-drowned kitten eyes! That was so not good! Especially when Marinette was there to witness them. She was very protective of her friends, he had learned and they would just succeed in bringing out-

"Don't be mean, Felix! He is a beginner and they know that. You have practiced magic tricks for years, of course you could do it better. But for a beginner Adrien did very well!"

Called it! He sighed. Great, Marinette was in her protective mama bear mode. He should tread very carefully now. At least if he wanted to get out of this relatively unscathed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," he started. Marinette relaxed a bit and Adrien, who had fled to the chaise longue and snuggled against Marinette for comfort - really just like a frightened baby animal - sat up and looked at him with wide eyes. "I just think you need my honest opinion to do better. First things first, if you do anything under the table, use a tablecloth. You don't want the audience to see everything."

Adrien gave him a sheepish look and mumbled a soft "Oops" looking adequately abashed.

"Second, I think this trick might be nice and showy for a beginner, but your sleight of hand skills aren't there yet. You just have to show them one trick to get in, it doesn't matter how showy the trick is. And it's better to show a simple trick flawlessly than to fumble with a harder trick. It's all about the illusion."

While he was talking he had pulled up the box with everything a young magician needed that Adrien had bought. He looked into it and pulled out a deck of cards that he fanned out and carefully started to shuffle.

"You never told us and I just have to ask," he started casually as he divided the deck into two parts and started mixing, "why do you want to join the magic club?"

"Oh." Adrien sat back and looked in the air in thought. Felix sighed internally, because of course would his cousin not even try to know how the trick worked on his own. But that's fine. The model had always been a good audience for his magic tricks and he certainly had enough passion for it to get good at performing magic. Not as good as he himself was, of course, Adrien wasn’t cunning enough for it.

"Well, since the scandal I have a lot more time on my hands and father can't keep such a tight leash on me without consequences thanks to the public's scrutiny. So I thought, I could join a school club to make more friends and I decided to take a page out of your book and annoy my father a bit. By joining the magic club I'd achieve both things. Also, girls like magic. I could use it to impress a girl."

The snort coming from the chaise lounge revealed how Marinette thought about this. He knew that already, of course. At one gala he annoyed her so much with his tricks that she perfected her own sleight of hand skills by the next time they saw each other only to snatch his props from him and … redistribute them across the crowd of attendees. It had a happy end, because since then they had a competition at most galas. They would snatch items from each other and sneak them into other people's pockets, without them noticing, of course. Then they had to try to get the items back. This game saved them from death by boredom quite a few times.

"Don't you like magic?" Adrien asked the girl with surprise. Ah, what a pity that he was about to perform such a simple trick. Adrien was distracting himself so thoroughly, it would be perfect for a much more complicated trick!

"It depends," Marinette answered. She didn't even look up from her work. "At the right time in the right place a magic trick makes you charming. But if the situation isn't right even the best executed trick will only seem … cringy. Reading the atmosphere correctly needs a lot of empathy and awareness and that's so much harder than perfecting a trick that mostly needs exercise and a knack for distracting your audience."

Adrien seemed to think about what Marinette had told him.

"But you can also use it to know if a girl is interested in you," she continued with a secretive smile. Felix almost scattered the cards across the table. That was news to him!

"I can? How?" Adrien immediately latched on.

"Well, if a girl likes you, she will try to show you by exaggerating how impressed or amazed she is by your trick, because she wants you to feel good about yourself. Believe me, if a girl likes you, she is much more inclined to praise your skills," Marinette explained.

Felix focused on the deck of cards he was still carefully mixing. He was so distracted by Marinette's revelation that he almost mixed them wrongly, but a quick glance assured him that everything was fine. Still, he couldn't help himself but analyse the last few magic tricks he showed Marinette. Was she praising him because he was good or because she wanted to let him know that she was interested? Was she interested? Marinette always wanted everyone to feel good about themselves. Goddamn, this only made everything more complicated! Why were girls in general, but particularly Marinette so complicated? Maybe he should talk with his mother about this? He suspected she might have an idea about his interest in Marinette, but up until now, she kept out of it. At least as far as he could tell. No, if he asked his mother, she might decide to help him. That's a mess wholly on its own he would rather avoid.

"Okay, Adrien, please pay attention!" Felix decided to interrupt them before he got even more confused. Adrien turned to him and sat across from him on the other side of the table once more, looking a bit like an excited puppy that heard its owner talk about going for a walk.

"Look, I divide the stack into two stacks by taking the upper half. Now, please divide both stacks into two smaller stacks again, so we have four stacks of cards in the end. Yes, that's perfect," he praised when Adrien asked if it was good like this. He memorised which stack of cards was the one that was on top of the original stack and then took the one next to it.

"Now I will take three cards from the top and put them under the stack and then I take three cards and put one on each remaining stack of cards. I do the same thing with every stack," he explained what he did. He noticed that Marinette had stopped embroidering and watched him curiously, but he decided not to pay attention. It was an easy trick, but as a magician he should never get distracted during a performance of his art.

"Ok, now, Adrien, please turn around the top card of each stack."

Felix hid a little satisfied smile as he watched Adrien's childlike wonder when every card he turned around turned out to be an ace. He glanced at Marinette who frowned at the cards. If he was quiet he might even hear the wheels turn in her head! But finally understanding flashed in her eyes and she looked up giving him a confident grin. He wasn't surprised. She had watched him performing magic tricks often enough to know how these tricks worked.

"Neat!" she complimented. "That's a pretty cool trick."

Ok, what did she mean by that? It was just one silly card trick, nothing special! She couldn't really be impressed, right? He couldn't help but remember her earlier words. Is this what she meant? Why she even told them that? It would be too much of a coincidence, wouldn't it? Or did she say that to convince Adrien that the trick was good enough to show the members of the magic club to get accepted?

Did she have fun messing with him like this?

"Ok, now please explain to me how this works, so I can practice this trick and see if it is really easier."

At least his cousin seemed to have mercy. His request stopped him from thinking too much about the meaning that might or might not be hidden in Marinette’s words. He concentrated on explaining the trick to Adrien and practicing it with him.

When he asked him how it went the next day, Adrien seemed satisfied. It went well and he was the newest member of the magic club. The other members had promised him to teach him and practice with him so he would become a lot better at sleight of hand tricks.

“Which reminds me, you forgot this at Marinette’s yesterday.” Felix pulled the coin out and offered it to Adrien who looked at it thoughtfully for a moment.

“You know what? Keep it. I heard that the others gave you some tokens as a sign of their forgiveness. Keep the coin as a token from me.” Adrien gave him a cheerful grin and then joined his friends.

“A token of forgiveness, huh?” Felix turned around to see Marinette smiling at him.

“I like the sound of that,” he announced and carefully placed the coin in his pocket. Later it would find its place in his treasure chest as he had named the glass cabinet in his room he had started to decorate with the treasures from his quest to make amends with his classmates. “But for now, I believe, we have a busy schedule.”

[falliamnation]

I want a falliam + bunny ficlet, pretty pls!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROLINA! 🥳 Your wish is my command! This little ficlet is part of the 'Two For The Price of One' universe.

The White Rabbit

"Oh, god, what the hell was I wearing?" Fallon exclaims as she looks down at the photo album, seeing her pre-teen self looking like she was straight out of a Disney channel show.

"You look very cute," Liam responds, chuckling slightly as he brings the photograph closer to inspect it.

"I look like Hannah Montana," she insists.

"Ah, every teen boys crush. Speaking of cute things, who is this little thing?" He points to the bundle of fur in Fallon's arms. She has to lean over to get a good look at the photograph, and smiles immediately when she recognises the tiny animal.

"Aww, that was my bunny when he was just a baby."

"You had a bunny?" Liam asks, a teasing smirk on his lips.

"Yes, I did. What? I love animals, you know that," she responds, wanting to wipe the smug look from his face. She knows exactly what's about to come out of his mouth, and she holds her finger up in warning. "Don't say it."

"That's adorable," he comments, causing her to sigh and roll her eyes at him.

"No, Mr Hoppy was adorable," she insists. "Or, he was until Kirby put her paws on him. She was the last person to see my poor boy alive. I was heartbroken when he went missing."

Liam's eyes widen at her words, "What the hell did she do to him?"

"I dread to think about it."

Liam leans into her, his arms going around her form, placing a sweet kiss into her hairline, "I love this side of you, you know that right?"

She hums, "You love every side of me."

"That's true," he concedes before turning the page of the photo album, his jaw dropping at the sight. "Oh my god, Blake had a mullet?"

~

"LIAM!"

Fallon's cries startle him awake, he hadn't intended on falling to sleep, but the sound of the water in the creek rushing by, and the warm sun beaming down on him lulled him into a mid-day nap on their picnic blanket. They'd been out riding in the country side all morning, the tiredness must have got to him.

"What? Where are you?" He calls out in the general direction he heard his wife calling from, searching for her in the greenery.

"Over here, quickly!"

He stands, throwing a quick look over to the horses who are still grazing in the field, satisfied that they're fine and hastily makes his way towards the woodland area.

"Are you hurt?" He asks as he approaches, seeing her blonde curls bent down amongst the shrubbery.

"No," she responds, turning to look at him with a desperate look in her indigo eyes, "look."

Liam steps to stand by her side to peer down at what has caused Fallon so much alarm, seeing an injured rabbit on the ground, white as snow, small enough to fit in the palm of his hand.

"I think it's been attacked by a fox," Fallon states, her voice full of worry, "help me pick it up, we can take it back to manor and help it."

"Yeah okay," he breathes out, working in tandem with her to hold the creature in the palm of his hands. It goes willingly, clearly weak, and lays still, it's nose twitching softly.

"Okay, I'll call the manor, ask someone to come pick us up and someone can take the horses back," she announces, her strategic side in full mode as she brushes the dirt from her hands onto her jodhpurs and pulls the phone from the pocket of her riding jacket.

He can't help but smile as he runs the pad of his index finger delicately over the ears of the rabbit, watching it look up at him in wonder.

"You are about to become the most pampered rabbit in the whole world," he whispers down to it, "just promise me you'll live. You aren't allowed to break her heart."

~

"Fal?" Liam asks in the darkness, waking to immediately notice his wife isn't by his side.

"I'm down here," her soft voice floats through the room, and he sits up gently to peer down with admiration at her, sitting cross-legged on the floor near the dwindling fire.

"How's our patient doing?" He asks as he crawls out of the comfortable sheets and joins her on the ground.

"She's eating a lot," she says with pride as she peers down at the bunny in her hands as she syringe feeds her the milk the vet had recommended. "I think she's going to live."

Liam reaches out a hand, tucking her fallen hair behind her ear so that he can get a good look at her face.

It's overwhelming, really, to see this side of Fallon. She's so mothering, and loving. He saw it with Connor, and now with this helpless creature. It stirs feelings in him that he's never felt before, and until this exact moment, he didn't know what it was.

Now he's pretty certain.

"I want to have a baby with you," he blurts out.

Her eyes dart to his, blinking rapidly as she takes in what he's said.

"What?"

He grins at her, a smile reaching his eyes, "You heard me."

"Wh... Why?" She asks, almost speechless.

"What do you mean, why? Because you're my wife and I want you to be the mother of my children," he explains.

"But you said you didn't want kids," she retaliates immediately.

"I said let's see where life takes us, well, it's taken us here," his eyes glance down at the bundle of fluff in her hands, "you were born to be a Mom."

"You realise that this is a rabbit, right? A baby takes a lot more taking care of."

He chuckles, "Uh, yeah, I am aware. But, I think we're ready."

Her head tilts to the side, a soft expression on her features that he absolutely adores.

"So, what do you say?" He whispers as his finger gently strokes over the bunny's form, "wanna make some babies?"

Fallon smiles up at him through her lashes, her thumb subconsciously caressing the rabbit's stomach.

He hears her take in a deep breath before responding, "Okay."

[agerestorybits]

Remy regress

He woke up feeling..off. He brushed it off as lack of good sleep and needing a coffee. He started the coffee maker. Soon enough he had a cup of plain black coffee. He took a sip and wrinkled his nose at the taste.

Huh.. that’s weird.

He ended up putting a bit of caramel flavoring in it. That helped...somewhat.

“Morning!” Emile said as he walked in.

Remy answered with a hum. Emile chuckled as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “Bad night?”

“I guess?” Remy said, frowning at his mostly empty cup.

“Something wrong?” Emile asked, sitting down next to his boyfriend.

Remy shrugged, “I’m fine babes...just still tired.” That was it...wasn’t it?

Emile looked at him closely, “Okie dokie!”

Remy smiled and drained the rest of his coffee. He didn’t get more. Something that Emile noticed immediately. He didn’t mention it.

“So what are we up today?” Remy asked.

“Napping if you're still tried.” Emile said.

Remy rolled his eyes. “I’ll be fine. You don’t need to worry about that.”

Emile frowned, “Ok. How about we just stay here today?”

“Sounds lame.” Remy said.

“Remy.” Emile said.

“Fine.”

They ended up watching cartoons..both of them. Normally half way through the first episode Remy would have pulled out his phone.

“Is your phone dead?” Emile asked.

Remy pulled his gaze from the t.v, “Huh? Oh! No...Why?”

“No reason.” Emile said Remy was already watching the t.v screen again.

It was two hours before Remy got bored and stood up.

“Go to get coffee?” Emile asked. He watched as Remy wrinkled his nose at the thought.

“..Yes.” That’s what he would normally do.

“You don’t have to.” Emile said, his voice switching into Therapy mode.

“I know.” Remy said. No eye roll. No comment. Just...I know. “I think I’ll take a nap.”

Remy walked off and ended up in their bed room. In the corner was Emile’s stuffed animals. Most of whom were from cartoons. Some were just cute.

Remy really really wanted to snuggle one. He shook his head. What was with him today?

He crawled into bed and opened his phone, ready to scroll through instagram until he passed out.

He squinted at the screen. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. He couldn’t read anything. Everything was small and jumbled up. He turned off his phone and set it on the night stand and then stared at the ceiling.

What was wrong with him today? Maybe he should ask Emile. He would know something about this...right?

He glanced back at the pile of toys.

Screw it. He got out of bed and grabbed a simba plush. He crawled back into bed holding a stuffed animal to his chest. He dozed off quickly.

He woke up sometime later and felt even weird. Why was it so hard to think? He was getting scared. What if he was sick? Really really sick?

Tears sprung to his eyes. He hugged Simba tighter.

He was so scared and confused and he wanted Em.

“What’s wrong?” Emile asked as he walked into to find a sobbing Remy holding a stuffed animal.

Remy was quick to bury his face in Emile’s chest and whimpered. “Scared.”

“Why are you scared?” Emile asked softly.

“My brain’s weird and I can’t read and I don’t like it!” Remy described.

It clicked for Emile. He’s seen this before. He was a therapist he’s even suggested for patients to age regress. Get in touch with a childhood that they had lost.

“I think you’re regressed.” Emile said, stroking Remy’s hair.

“What?”

“It’s where you feel younger...do you feel younger?” Emile asked.

“A little.” Rmey said quietly. He paused, “I’m hungry.”

“Well then. Let’s get you something to eat!” Emile said.

Remy clung to Emile all the way to the kitchen and whined when Emile let go of his hand to get some food.

Emile talked to Remy the whole time he made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and cut it into squares. He set that down for him and then gave him a glass of milk.

He turned around to make himself a sandwich when-

“Oops! Oh no!” He turned and found that Remy had knocked over his glass. He looked scared.

“Hey. It’s ok!” Emile said, grabbing a towel.

This was only the first of many accidents that Remy had while small. Each one made him more upset than the last. By evening he was hiding in the back of his closet, his knees pulled up to his chest and his head hidden behind his arms.

It took Emile fifteen minutes to find him there from when he ran off after accidentally dropping a glass and it shattering across the floor.

“Hey. There you are!” Emile said turning on the closet light.

Remy whimpered.

“Hey no! It’s ok!” Emile said.

“No! I..I didn’t mean too!” Remy said breathing fast.

“You aren’t in trouble.” Emile said.

Remy looked at him scared. It hurt Emile that Remy was afraid of him. “Of course not! It was an accident!”

“I’m an accident.” Remy muttered.

Emile frowned, “No. You’re not.”

“Yes I am! I break everything ! And- and I’m always scared! Now I’m all brain weird!” Remy shouted.

“Oh sweetie.” Emile said, opening his arms. Remy threw himself into them and sobbed. “I had no idea you were so scared.”

“I’m stupid.”

“You aren’t stupid.” Emile said firmly. He was going to have a long chat with Remy after he wasn’t regressed about all of this. For now, he needed to calm him down. “How about some ice cream?”

“Really?” Remy asked hesitantly.

“Really. Come on!” Emile said, pulling Remy along to the kitchen.

He gave him a dish of ice cream and watched as he slowly started smiling. “Better?”

Remy nodded. “Thanks Em.”

Emile smiled.

---

Remy woke up with a mild headache from not having his coffee yet. He felt… normal if not a little embarrassed about how he acted.

He looked over and found that Emile was already awake.

He got to the kitchen and found Emile had made a pot of coffee and was reading. “Ah! You’re up!”

Remy didn’t respond right away. Emile frowned, “Aaaw are you still feeling little-”

“No!” Remy said sharply before taking a breath. “No I’m just..” He poured himself a cup of coffee. He didn’t want to turn around.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed.” Emile said softly.

“Right. Because me acting like a kid is totes normal.” Remy said drily, turning to face his boyfriend.

“It’s perfectly healthy to age regress.” Emile said, staring him down.

Remy broke eye contact first.

“We need to talk.” Emile said.

Remy nodded and sat down across from him tensely. This was the part where they go back to being friends right? Remy was just too screwed up to be bothered with.

“So you regress pretty young.” Emile started.

Remy shrugged and took a drink. He had no idea if that was normal or not for age regression.

“Do you want me to be your caregiver?”

Remy almost spit out his coffee. “My what?”

“I watch you when you're regressed.” Emile clarified.

“...that’s going to happen again?” Remy asked quietly.

“Probably. Maybe not. It could have been a one time thing.” Emile said, trying to comfort him.

Remy stared down into his coffee. “I...I don’t know.”

Emile put a hand over Remy’s. “We have time. You don’t have to answer right away.”

Remy nodded. He had a lot he needed to think about.

---

Two weeks had passed since he had regressed and he stubbornly avoided talking about it again. He was not going to do that again! He shuddered at how scared and helpless he felt.

“Regressing can be fun!” Emile promised.

Remy ignored him. There was no way that...that was going to be good for him! He had a fine childhood, he didn’t need to regress! He wasn’t stressed...much. Or depressed… most of the time.

He could handle it! He was fine!

At least, until he woke up with his head fuzzy again. Dread settled in his stomach at what that meant. He took a breath and was determined to do everything he could to not regress!

He glanced over at Emile who was still asleep. He was not going to tell his boyfriend either...Even if he had promised. He hadn’t meant it anyway….

Guilt started to gnaw at him. He got out of bed. He could handle this.

He would handle this.

He drank his coffee black despite wanting to put an unholy amount of sugar in it. He got a second cup even though he didn’t want to. He got dressed in his normal clothing even if they were uncomfortable. He went to work and was fine!

He was fine!

Until he got sent home early for being snippy. He was always snippy, he grumbled as he got home. He looked around the empty apartment and sighed. Emile wouldn’t be back for a couple hours.

He wanted him now though. He wanted to be held and told that everything was fine. He wanted to just..relax.

Well he could do that, couldn’t he? Yeah, if he got less stressed maybe the fuzzy feeling that plagued him would leave.

He first tried watching t.v but the Rom Com he put on wasn’t holding his interest. Next he tried scrolling through Instagram. Again not interesting. He groaned in frustration.

Tears pricked at his eyes. Angry he wiped them away. He would not lose to this! He was an adult! He could handle this!

Emile came home to find Remy sitting on the couch staring off into space, tears pouring down his face.

“What happened?” He asked.

Remy looked at him, “I...I didn’t want to.” He said quietly.

Fear shot through Emile, “Didn’t want to what?” A million terrible situations running through his head.

Remy shook his head, “I’m an adult.”

Emile paused for a second. It clicked. “Oh. Are you feeling a bit small again?”

“I don’t want it!” Remy said sobbing.

“Would a hug make you feel better?” Emile asked.

Remy nodded and fell against Emile’s chest. Emile hugged him as he cried. “It’s ok. Shh.”

“I don’t wanna.” Remy cried.

“Why not?” Emile asked.

“Cuz it’s weird!” Remy said.

“So?” Emile asked. “People think I’m weird. Weird is ok!”

Remy thought about this. “I feel bad...scared.”

“Oh. Well I’m here now and I’ll protect you!”

“Really?” Remy asked.

“Really. I'll keep you safe.” Émile promised, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Remy hugged Emile again, tighter this time. “Tank you.”

“Of course.”

Emile put on a movie and let Remy cuddle up to him. It took time for him to finally relax.

“Em…” Remy started quietly.

“Yes?”

“Love you.” Remy muttered.

Emile almost squealed. “Love you too baby.”

“Mkay.” Remy said leaning his head on Emile’s shoulder going back to watching the movie.

Remy still wasn’t comfortable with his regression but he did feel safer with Emile there.

And that was a start right?

[unbealevable]

GOBLINS ➝ BECHLOE.

TAGGING ➝ Chloe Beale, Beca Mitchell.

LOCATION ➝ Beca, Chloe and Amy’s apartment.

TIME FRAME ➝ 2/10, afternoon.

WARNINGS ➝ None.

NOTES ➝ Beca comes home to find Chloe and five new babies.

CHLOE BEALE

Although they’d smiled politely and thanked the woman who had come into the clinic mid-morning with a box of newborn, abandoned kittens, everybody had actually been kind of mad about it. For all she knew, their mom had simply gone to find food, and would return to find her kittens gone, but they were here now, and there was nothing they could do to reverse her actions—if the cat had returned, she would be long gone by now, and her babies wouldn’t smell like her anymore. This, of course, meant that they now had five helpless kittens to provide twenty-four hour care for, and without considering the shoebox she lived in, Chloe had jumped at the chance to volunteer.

After checking them all over, they all seemed to be in generally good health, and were each given tiny paper collars in different identifying colors—red, blue, green, yellow and purple—before being bundled into a new, bigger box with fresh blankets, and Chloe had been dismissed early to get them home and settled. Considering they couldn’t yet open their eyes properly, it wasn’t like they needed toys or food bowls or anything; the clinic provided her with plenty of kitten milk and syringes to feed them, then the rest was pretty much up to Chloe.

Navigating the city with a box of kittens proved to be a task, as did opening doors, but once they were safely out of the cold and closed away in the apartment, Chloe cleared a space by her side of the pull-out bed to settle their box, then set a timer for every two hours on her phone for scheduled feeds.

By late afternoon, changed out of her scrubs and into a standard winter comfort outfit of leggings and a sweater, Chloe sat cross-legged on the bed, pouting at the soft whines to ring from the box beside her as she scrolled through kitten care tips on her laptop. “I know, you’ll get more milk soon,” she cooed toward the box, leaning over to admire the tiny black and white blobs sprawled out in their makeshift bed.

BECA MITCHELL

Another day, another frustrating shift at the office. While Beca wasn't a fan of physical activity in general, she was low-key grateful for her studio commute as the musical  decompression time on the subway plus the several block power walk to and from her subway stops helped blow off some steam. So she wasn't in the worst mood by the time she got home, all things considered.

Especially because her apartment had heat. And food. And…

"Chloe?" Beca cast a confused wave at her roommate as she set her laptop bag down gently by the foot of the bed. Then she carefully removed her headphones from around her neck and shrugged off her blazer. "What's up, you okay? Are you sick or--"

The tiniest mewl interrupted Beca and her brow furrowed as she followed the sound toward the other side of the bed. "Uh, what…" Taking a few steps over, her hand flew to her mouth and barely muffled her gasp at the sight of the tiny creatures in the box. "Dude, oh my god!"

CHLOE BEALE

In hindsight, maybe Chloe should’ve texted her roommates to at least give them a heads up about the kittens, but she’d been kind of preoccupied all day, so the thought had just slipped her mind. It wasn’t until she heard the door opening that it registered to her, and Chloe bit back a grimace as she took in Beca’s reaction. She couldn’t tell if it was a good one or not.

“Before you say anything,” she began quickly, pushing her laptop aside to instead swing her legs over the side of the bed, body now facing the box. “They were abandoned. Some lady brought them to us this morning, and they don’t have their mom, so now someone has to take care of them until they’re big enough to take care of themselves.” Chloe pulled her lips inward. “Don’t make too much noise, okay? They’re really tiny, you might scare them.”

BECA MITCHELL

Beca may have perfected her hard-ass exterior over the years, but while she held firmly to her belief that most people suck… she'd always had a soft spot for animals. Some of them even melted that badass persona right into mush. She couldn't help it. 

"Oh my god, okay." Beca kept her voice low and toed off her boots before lowering herself to sit on Chloe's side of the bed beside her. "Poor babies! They're so freakin' small, holy shit. I've never seen a cat that small." And there were five of them!

All of this information processed a little too slowly as Beca tried shaking off the shock and she cut Chloe a glance, blinking. "Wait. Does that mean we're taking care of them until they're big enough?"

CHLOE BEALE

Pleased that Beca at least didn’t seem angry, Chloe’s expression softened, and she glanced between the box of kittens and her best friend seated now beside her. “I know, they’re newborn,” Chloe explained, keeping her volume low so as not to wake the ones that were still sleeping. Technically, they all should be sleeping between feeds, but already some of them were a little more lively than the others. “We don’t know when exactly they were born, but it can’t be more than a couple days. You see how they can’t really open their eyes yet?”

Peering into the box, Chloe pulled in her lips again. “Umm, yes,” she nodded. “I mean, I’m taking care of them. It would be awes if you could help, but you don’t have to. They do need to be fed a lot, though… Every two to three hours, in fact.” Chloe paused, nose wrinkling as she shot Beca an apologetic look. “And that’s every two to three hours, including during the night.”

BECA MITCHELL

Beca nodded without hesitating. “Shut up, nerdface. I’m not gonna let you do this shit by yourself--it sounds like a lot of work. And I’m here already. I’d be a dick if I let you do this all by yourself.” Not that Chloe needed to ask. Seriously, Beca never thought twice about helping Chloe, that’s how it had always been. She caught her lower lip between her teeth for a bit, seemingly losing her restraint. (At least she didn’t let out the squeal. She had a cool image to maintain.) “So can I hold one??”

CHLOE BEALE

Chloe knew Beca was a softie for animals—who wasn’t?—but she still felt a certain sense of relief in response to her reaction. It was much better than she’d expected, considering they were going to have a lot of sleepless nights ahead of them. But Beca was her best friend, and Chloe knew that she’d always have her back, so it really shouldn’t have surprised her.

Her lips relaxed into a warm smile. “You can, but you have to be extra careful, okay? In fact…” she paused, picking up her phone to check the time. “They’re due another feed really soon, maybe you could feed one or two of them?” Pushing herself up from the bed, Chloe bounced toward the small kitchen, then directly to the fridge to grab the kitten milk. “There are a couple syringes by the box, grab those and we can fill them. Feeding them is so cute, Bec. They make the sweetest little suckling noises.”

BECA MITCHELL

“Oh, um--sure!” Her reply tinged with a sudden injection of anxiety. “They’re so freakin’ small,” she noted as she peered into the box once again. “What if I accidentally crush it or something?” Beca wrinkled her nose, knowing the concern was likely a dumb one--she had pretty small hands, after all. While Chloe set up the milk, Beca hurried to change into her pajama pants and a soft t-shirt, wanting to get comfy before handling the baby kittens.

CHLOE BEALE

Chloe chuckled quietly as she got to work on carefully heating a saucepan of water. “You won’t. They’re also less fragile than they look… But I mean, don’t, like, squeeze them or anything,” she frowned, focus on preparing everything she needed. While Beca changed, Chloe set a fresh container of milk into the pan, keeping the heat low, before shuffling back toward the bed to plop back down into her previous position.

Grabbing the small notebook she’d been recording their feeds (and other habits) in throughout the afternoon so far, Chloe pulled it into her lap, opening it up to scan over her earlier notes. “I’m guessing you’ve never fed a kitten before?” she questioned, lifting her gaze toward Beca. A shot of excitement ran through her at the idea of getting to teach her something, even if it was just how to syringe feed, so Chloe wasn’t going to waste any time, and leaned down to carefully scoop up the first meowing kitten.

“This one’s name is Green for now,” she said in a soft voice, pulling her hand close to her chest and glancing down toward the black and white blob with a small, contented smile on her lips. “They’re all named after the colors on their collars,” Chloe hummed, reaching out with her finger to delicately stroke over the kitten’s tiny head. “Do you want to hold him? His milk isn’t ready yet, but I bet he still loves cuddles.”

BECA MITCHELL

Beca had to bite back her smile as she watched Chloe go into vet mode, writing her notes and analyzing the situation. “Nope. Can’t say I have, Dr. B. Good thing I’ve got you to teach me.” Pride shined in Beca’s eyes as she watched her best friend handle the kitten with such gentle care. Chloe would be an incredible vet, and it was super awesome she found something she had so much passion for and could make a career out of it.

“Green,” Beca repeated, a slight smirk twisting on her lips. “Like the Green Goblin. Dope.” Her spine snapped straighter when Chloe asked if she wanted to hold him, and she couldn’t resist shooting Chloe a sheepish smile as she made grabby hands toward the baby. “I’ll be real careful. Promise.” She carefully helped transfer the kitten into her hands, gasping as she brought him against her chest. (Mindful of her sore nippes, as always lately. Thanks, Stacie.)

“Hey there, little dude!” Beca whispered, carefully stroking the soft fur on his back before dropping a kiss to his head. “I’m Auntie Beca.” Well, so much for not getting attached. 

CHLOE BEALE

It was perhaps kind of pathetic, the way Chloe’s entire body would tingle with pride whenever Beca called her that particular name. To be more relatable to their clients, everybody just used each other’s first names at the clinic, so she only really got the doctor title at home, but it always made her feel incredibly warm.

“Yes, exactly like the Green Goblin,” Chloe grinned, the reference going entirely over her head. “There’s also a Red Goblin, a Yellow Goblin, a Blue Goblin and a Purple Goblin.” Her gaze was down on the kitten, but glancing over to see Beca so eager and excited made Chloe’s heart flutter in the strangest way. She couldn’t resist cracking a bright smile in response. “I trust you, Bec.”

Cautiously handing him over, Chloe watched the way Beca interacted with the kitten, and did all she could to bite back her grin. “Auntie Beca,” she giggled quietly, reaching out to run the pad of her finger over Green’s head again. “He’s so cute, right? He’s definitely one of the more lively ones already. He has one brother, Blue,” she explained as she rose from the bed to go check on the milk. “Then the rest are girls. Do any of the others look like they’re awake?”

BECA MITCHELL

"He's so freaking small," Beca marveled, continuing to card her fingers in what she hoped was a soothing rhythm through his fur. While Chloe tended to the milk, Beca peered back into the tiny kitten box. "Um… it's hard to tell since their eyes are all still closed but it looks like purple's squirming around a little." Beca refocused her attention on the green collared baby in her hands, hitching her voice up an octave in an uncharacteristically gooey sort of way. "You hungry, buddy? Dr. B's fixing you up some grub right now."

CHLOE BEALE 

Careful not to let the milk get too warm, Chloe pulled the container from the pan, testing a small drop on the back of her hand like regular baby milk. “Oh, really? That’s good, Purple has been the least lively so far,” she commented, turning off the heat and bringing the milk back over to the bed with her. Although she really wanted to say something about Beca’s adorable baby voice, she held it back, and instead just grinned as she reached for two of the syringes.

“You can feed Green while I feed Purple?” she suggested, carefully measuring out the correct amount of milk into the first one, then set it down on the bed beside Beca. She did the same with the second, before reaching into the box to scoop up Purple, the obvious runt of the litter. “Hi, baby,” she cooed, bringing the smallest kitten up to her face to take a look. “I don’t think your brothers and sisters let you get much milk from your mama, huh?” Chloe pouted, setting the kitten down in her lap on her back legs with her hand securely holding her upright.

“Okay, so this is how you feed them,” Chloe began, grabbing the closest filled syringe and guiding it toward the kitten’s mouth. “Nice and gentle,” she just above whispered, finger pushing delicately on the plunger. “You just do one little drop at a time, otherwise they might not be able to swallow it properly.” Chloe watched the kitten for a moment, then glanced toward Beca. “You try.”

BECA MITCHELL

“Just you wait,” Beca said, eyeing the tiniest of the litter. The ‘runt’ or whatever. “Purple’s gonna be the toughest cat there’s ever been. Small and scrappy as fuck. Nobody’s gonna dare mess with her.” Was Beca projecting? Nope. Not even a little bit.

She paid close attention to Chloe’s kitten feeding process, only getting somewhat distracted by how adorable she--it was, her whole… vet thing. She’d always been a good teacher (especially when it came to choreography), but helping Beca learn how to care for newborn kittens was pretty damn cute. 

“Here we go, Goblin. Milk time.” Gentle as ever, she repositioned the kitten and held up the syringe, pressing out one drop for him. She brightened when the tiniest pink tongue poked out to lap it right up. Beca giggled. “Delicious, huh? Here ya go, have another drop.” Beca remained hyper focused on the kitten, feeding him one drop at a time. She figured Chloe would stop her when he had enough.

CHLOE BEALE 

“Small and scrappy,” Chloe echoed, brows rising playfully. Beca was totally describing herself. “She’s gonna have to be scrappy when they start sharing a milk bowl, I think Red is going to be super greedy. She’s already the biggest, and she really, really loves her milk,” Chloe chuckled quietly, glancing toward the open page in her notebook.

Although focused on feeding Purple, she couldn’t help but let her gaze drift toward Beca, at first watching to make sure she knew what she was doing, but then lingering, because there was something almost irresistibly adorable about Beca Mitchell syringe feeding a tiny kitten.

Not that Chloe would ever think of her best friend as irresistible in any other instance, of course.

“This is cute now,” she hummed, gaze moving toward Purple again. “But how do you think you’ll feel about it when we have to wake up every two hours during the night?” Chloe paused then, sending Beca an apologetic look. “I really can figure something else out. Maybe Amy will switch beds with me until they’re a little bigger and don’t have to have regular night feeds?”

BECA MITCHELL

“Well Purple’s gonna have to show Red who’s boss. I believe in her.” Beca cast Chloe a quick smirk before refocusing her attention on her little Green Goblin, who was basically the most adorable creature Beca had ever seen. 

“I’ll make it work,” Beca said with a shrug. Though honestly, if literally anyone else in the world asked Beca to deal with waking up every two hours for at least a few weeks, she’d laugh in their face. Chloe… played by a different set of rules. (She always had.) “I mean, how many chances will I get to raise baby kittens like this? It’s pretty awesome.” She pulled a grimace at the suggestion, shaking her head. “Oh god, please no. Waking up every two hours is cake compared to sharing a bed with Amy. She’ll dutch oven me to death.” 

CHLOE BEALE

The apologetic expression melted into something more appreciative, with Chloe shooting Beca a small, genuine smile. “Thanks, Bec,” she nodded, turning her focus back to the feeding kitten again. “I’m just worried you’ll be tired at work. I’m gonna bring them to work with me and come home between classes,” Chloe explained, tip of her pointer brushing soothingly over Purple’s head. “I can also weigh them and stuff at work, and I bet some of the others will help out there, too. It was weird that nobody seemed to want to take them, though.” Her nose wrinkled, though she shook off the thought; Chloe had always been the first to jump at the chance to help, after all.

Glancing toward Beca, Chloe motioned to her chest, gaze instinctively dropping for the briefest of moments, though she quickly picked it back up again. “Still sore?”

BECA MITCHELL

“I’ll figure it out,” Beca muttered. “I can always hook myself up to a coffee IV at work, it’s fine.” She cast Chloe a tight-lipped smile before glancing back down to the kitten lapping at the milk droplet. “He seems like he’s worth it. They all do.” She peered over the side of the bed into the box of the three remaining kittens, all who seemed to be asleep at the moment. 

She blinked at Chloe’s question, following her gaze and puffing out a chuckle. Her cheeks warmed and she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, it’s been a rough week. Tattoos are healed up by now but this sucks so far.” Beca sighed. “They’ll get better I guess. Eventually.” 

CHLOE BEALE

“True,” Chloe shrugged, cracking a grin. “Sounds very healthy.” In spite of everything, she wasn’t trying to talk Beca out of it. In fact, she was very grateful for the help; it felt like a strangely nice bonding activity of some kind, taking care of the kittens together. While she watched Beca and Green from the corner of her eye, Chloe’s gaze drifted toward the box, sad smile tugging at her lips. “They do. I just feel bad for their mom. Their real mom,” she corrected, lifting the kitten up to talk in a baby voice, “I guess we’re your foster moms now, huh?”

Being careful not to let her gaze slip again, Chloe only nodded to Beca’s response. “Mm, when I got my navel piercing it bled for a whole week.” She paused, a look of horror creasing onto her face. “Wait, they’re not… bleeding, right?”

BECA MITCHELL

“I mean, captaining the Bellas for three years was pretty much like herding cats most of the time anyway. This shouldn’t be much different.” Beca’s heart cracked with empathy when Chloe mentioned the kittens’ mother, but then thumped harder at Chloe uttering the phrase foster moms. Like--both of them, doing this together. 

She wrinkled her nose with sympathy and shook her head. “No, no bleeding. They’re just, like--super fucking sensitive? Especially in the shower. Yikes.” Beca winced. “I guess they’re not as sore as a few days ago, so that’s good.”

CHLOE BEALE

Chloe giggled at the mental image, head nodding along in agreement. “I guess. Kittens are crazy, though. Like, even more than the Bellas. Especially when they get a little bigger and want to run around all night.” She really had gotten them into something here, but there was something exciting about it too, sharing this big task, and Chloe couldn’t quite put her finger on exactly what.

Her eyes immediately shot back toward the kitten, because Beca totally didn’t mean that kind of sensitive, but Chloe’s mind began to race somewhere it definitely shouldn’t. “Mm,” she hummed nonchalantly, keeping herself busy with shaking the syringe a little bit to keep Purple awake. “Then they’ll be better in no time. Be thankful you’re not a cat, if you were then the kittens would be suc—” She caught herself, trailing off and pulling the syringe carefully away, before settling the kitten down on its belly. “Gonna let your brother and sisters have some now, pretty girl?”

BECA MITCHELL

“I dunno, dude… drunk Bellas might be on that level.” She chuckled, a few specific college memories flashing in front of her eyes. (Literally flashing, in Stacie’s case.) Green Goblin yawned and licked his lips once more. Beca snickered. “Speaking of--are you milk drunk, buddy? You look like you’re ready for a nap.” 

Beca’s eyes popped wide and she blinked at Chloe, amusement twisting up the corners of her mouth as she scrunched up her nose yet again. “You’re such a weirdo,” she reminded Chloe for what must’ve been the ten thousandth time throughout their friendship. “Yeah, let’s switch it up. I’ll take Red.”

[all-hail-stevinel]

I'd love to know more about Spinel's relationship with Sammy and the guys!

Oh!! It makes me so happy that you guys like my bois!!! lol when I first wrote in Sammy and the guys I thought they would just be for that scene and done but bc so many people liked them I’ve had fun bringing them back and giving them more depth!

The bois background:

Josh- typical white boi but with a heart of gold. Helpless mom friend of the group. Desperately tries to keep them all out of jail, but get a few beers in him and he’s the one they have to stop from silly shenanigans. His hair is fluffy and blonde, so sometimes the other guys call him ‘Poodle’. This whole squad drinks respect women juice but my boy Josh takes it to a new level. He’s the most sensitive of the bunch, with his own family problems that make it easier for him to relate to and empathize with others. He and Spinel bond initially over his first kind gesture buying those tickets, but it furthers when they hang out more and he learns about her time spent in the garden. Josh was abused as a kid so its something he can really relate to and they’ve had lots of conversations about their shared trauma where Josh imparts Thaerapist Given Wisdom ™ upon her that she takes back to Steven. He has seven locally adopted dogs all named after planets. He loves them all equally but Jupiter, his sweet three-legged brown pitbull, loves to follow him places. She gets along really well with Lion and Spinel and loves turkey bacon. Steven can admit that just having the cute animal by his side makes Josh the hardest to hate, but he and Universe certainly manage lol

Marcus- youngest of the bunch but equally sweet. He’s a music lover at heart and plays the violin, he and Spinel start bonding when she tells him about her ukelele lessons with Greg. He dyes his hair a different color every week, so his shirts are always stained but it doesn’t really matter bc he’s always covered in paint. He loves street art and during her more rebellious moments, Spinel likes to bounce around Beach City with Marcus in tow, painting murals and graffiti and escaping before the ruby cops can stop them. Marcus really relates to the lost feeling that Spinel often has, having run away from home. All the guys lived together in an apartment in Empire city considering that they’re the sons of rich and distant parents, but Marcus is the only one who purposefully ran away from homophobic ones and is trying to re-invent himself, something Spinel deeply understands. 

Kyle- my man is a modern sage in the modern age. 420 blaze it, Kyle is there with a funny story that’ll have you rollin’ with laughter paired with the kindest eyes. He loves to dance and lose hours playing Mario kart, though a majority of his time is actually spent doing volunteer work around empire city and baking. My man loves baking lol and not just the weed kind. He wanted to become a pastry chef but business management gave him terrible anxiety attacks so instead, he does it just for fun and is much happier for it. All the guys love supporting him and trying out all his dishes, always stuck between wanting to share them or hoard it to themselves. Spinel and Kyle took a little longer to get along, but now go together like apple pie alamode! He understands her anxiety and helps her manage it with breathing tools and physical comfort. He’s the most supportive whenever she and Steven get into a fight, whether she’s in the right or not, he’s a ride or die friend ready to take on Steven one-on-one despite how scrawny he is in comparison. His height makes him overconfident lol. He the group mischief-maker, the voice that encourages all of Sammy’s wild crazy plans with the sort of calm lulling tone of a brewing storm. He loves drama and causing chaos, which when Spinel is in the mood, makes them a dangerous combo

Sammy- party animal. Excessive emoji user. Loves plants, owns approx 233 succulents who all have their own names. You will respect the plant baby names. cHUGS respect women juice. Has wrestled an alligator before on a family trip, and the alligator won. When not partying this cool cucumber likes to sleep his days away, tru night owl status. Does also love gardening and visiting farmers’ markets, which he tries bonding with Steven over it but the diamond boy clearly wanted no part despite his many attempts. Spinel loves all the guys but its clear that she and Sammy are the closet by far. He recently left an emotionally abusive relationship that was very similar to Spinel’s own with Pink. but what they initially bond over isn’t their shared trauma but instead their ‘jobs’ as entertainers. Sammy is known for being a wild party boi, having fun, getting too drunk and wreaking exhilarating havoc, which he does love. But all his life he would bottle his true emotions and feelings from those he was close to bc he felt obligated to always entertain them, to be their best friend and perfect plaything no matter how it truly made him feel. Upon discovering that and finding the courage to be open about herself, they became thick as thieves overnight. Sammy was the first number to be put in her phone after stevens. He’s arguably the most handsome of the group, but he’s also gay af which makes it even funnier when he purposefully flirts or suggestively touches Spinel bc he’s just trying to rile steven up. 

As a group:

They are the best definition of boys will be boys

You know all those silly tik tocks and vine of groups of boys doin cute but stupid shit to funky background music? That’s these bois

They all love Spinel and during her first fight with Steven they let her stay over a whole week just so she could get time away

Despite half the group bein gay af they all love flirting with Spinel and complimenting her, mostly bc they think her blush is cute but also bc they know Steven and Universe are jealous whores and they think its SO FUNNY

Its made even funnier when they realize Spinel get *ahem* special treatment after all their obnoxious flirting that leaves her floating on cloud nine and covered in bruises, which hey to each their own. So the boys kind of make a game out of it, with the main goal basically whoever makes Steven snap wins. If you can get Universe to snap tho, you win for the week lol

If you make Spinel cry they will fight you. Please be reminded that they are all 6’0+ and these absolute madmen would fight a whole quartz army for her if she asked

If her time isn't being spent with Steven and the other gems, shes usually with them, causing mayhem. Their exploits end up in the news at least once a month to Stevens never-ending exasperation.

Yes, including that one time they all got spinel drunk and she stole a tiger from an empire city zoo to be friends with Lion

“But Stevieeeee, he’s so lonely its not fair!” 

Do NOT make drunk spinel cry. These bois WILL turn on Instant Kill Mode

[wolfplatinumravenous]

AU

One Sides to Every Story

 Solaria saw that her Queendom was in dire need of saving and guidance. To stand upright and firm against monster tyranny, or so she thought. She trained rigalessly every day, building up the endurance needed to combat 12 odd foot monsters, and stamina for the small and winged ones.

 Finally the time had come, she was the perfect warrior. However, there was no way to know that for sure. She needed to test her newly created might, and just her luck one of the surrounding villages that was near the castle was being attacked.

 There was several lizard like men and women, burning homes and eating livestock, simply wreaking havoc. Solaria was shocked at the sight of it all, but something soon caught her eyes. A lizard like man with long dark flowing hair, and sinister eyes with a devilish smile ready to take the life of a villager. Solaria lunged at him, she swung her sword and disarmed the lizard man.

 "Who are you," she exclaimed.

 "That was rude," he barked back.

 "I've asked you a question, lizard man. Who are you?"

 "Toughie Chew. I am the son of King Seth and the Prince of Suptarcius."

 "Tough chew- I'll call you Toffee! Why are you attacking these mewmans? What have they done to you?"

 "They have done nothing, why I’m simply following orders that were given to me."

 "Orders, what orders?"

 Not wanting to continue the dialogue much further, Toffee told Solaria that his father requested that he attack the village and kill all the villagers. '"Mewmans are an invasive species who have lived in Mewni for far too long, and needed to be eradicated…"'

 Unable to stand to hear what more he had to say, Solaria impatiently attacks him again and they both are caught in some sort of dance. Parrying each other swings thrusting at each other, and dodging, neither are able to attack. Until Toffee loses his footing. Finally Solaria is able to get the upper hand and uses her magic to cut off Toffees finger. Tired of losing limbs he calls for a retreat.

 "Next time Queen of Mewni." And he fades into the shadows.

 Although she was the perfect warrior, the people of Mewni were not. So she decided to go around fending off monster attacks and to hopefully once again come into contact with Toffee Prince of Suptarcius.

 A couple of years have passed since Solaria's meeting with Toffee of Suptarcius, and she was growing impatient by the minute. It was until then on her journey throughout the queendom she stumbles upon a village being attacked. A winged monster was flying above the villagers attacking them with some type of acidic like liquid. Again, her queen charges into battle, fighting off the monster. Then unexpectedly, a masked warrior falls from the sky and begins attacking Solaria.

 "What are you doing, can't you see I'm helping you?" The warrior does not speak but only continues her blocks and punches. The warrior, very agile, tucks backflips, and with a swift kick is able to bring the queen down on her bottom.

 "Why-uh, just who are you?" Again not given a single response, the warrior motions over to the winged monster and begins helping it up. She walks over to a barn and brings out a baby winged monster.

 "She wanted her baby, had you stopped and noticed its flight and attack patterns, you would have realized this sooner. Instead of mercilessly trying to kill it."

 The warrior hands the baby off to its mother, and begins walking away. Utterly dumbfounded, her queen rustles her sword off the ground and begins chasing after the warrior who was able to defeat her for a monster.

 "Hey! Now j-just wait a minute. Why would you help a monster? Don't you know who I am?"

 "No."

 Solaria scoffs "I am Queen Solaria, A warrior."

 "Well which is it? Are you a Queen or a warrior?"

 Solaria blushes "I-am-fighting off monster attacks for my people! Mewmans everywhere sing me praises and of my heroic deeds."

 "No, they sing about a bully, who goes around bullying monsters."

 Solaria now flustered "Bb-bully? But monsters are evil, disgusting, tricky things. They need to be stopped!" the masked warrior continues her pace ignoring her queen.

 Now frustrated. Solaria swings her fists at the warrior, only to miss and be met with mockery. "So you can't when an argument, you resort to punches?" The warrior backflips onto a boulder and does a hair flip.

 "Listen word of advice, it's your opinion, that doesn't make it fact. Not all monsters seek destruction, some want to live in peace with their families you know? Well, I guess you don't in your case." The warrior soon springs away and the Queen once more is left with no words, well perhaps a sentence.

 "At least I don't wear a mask to hide who I am!"

 Since then, everywhere Queen Solaria went to help towns and villagers from monster threats. There they were, the masked warrior helping the monsters. Proving, in more ways, that the big monster threat was mostly a monstrous misunderstanding.

 "Ah! Why do you keep popping up everywhere I go? Are you stalking me?"

 "As if, don't go getting cocky on me now. It's not a good color for you." Queen Solaria tackles the masked warrior onto the ground.

 "Ha-ha, who do you work for? Is it Toffee, Toughie Chew Prince of Suptarcius perhaps?"

 "Ah, get off me. What no, the Prince of Suptarcius is evil. He only seeks destruction and to conquer Mewni, I would never work for him."

 "You lie-" the masked warrior is able to pivot the queen to the ground.

 "No! It's the truth, I only protect the weak and helpless monsters that only lose their homes or families. The Suptarin’s are fair game and monsters who decide to work for them."

 The queen knocks the warrior off of herself only to tackle them once more. '"How can I be sure I can trust you?"' She says, and the warrior only mocks how long the queen has pivot her to the ground. Solaria blushes and begins backing off. The warrior remarks that she can't and only the queen needs to have faith, but she does suggest they come up with a plan to take down Toffee. The warrior has steadily been keeping tabs on Toffees moves and whereabouts for a while, only to avoid him. However, he's been recruiting monsters none voluntarily, so the masked warrior saw the need to step in.

 After hours of arguing and mockery, they finally agreed upon a plan. The masked warrior is skilled in stealth and projectiles, while the queen is more of a heavy hitter, so going incognito was the best option even against the queen’s wishes.

 It took them some time but, they were able to locate were Toffee was currently residing.

 They needed a miracle; the masked warrior did some cool flips and parkour around the hideout Toffee was occupying. The queen was told to wait somewhere by the entrance, once the area was clear she would signal too her. Unfortunately our queen is not a patient puppy, as soon as her eyes made contact on a Suptarin she sprang into action.

 Solaria swings her mighty red sword, catching attention from all around her. Of course this causes the masked warrior to face palm.

 "Where is Toffee!?" She barks. Multiple monsters and Suptarins were surrounding her now, what seemed hopeless proved to be their downfall. In a matter of seconds Solaria had them bruised on the ground balling. Hard to believe this was the same mewman from the village of the winged monster, the masked warrior thought. But there was no time to guak in awe, the hot blooded queen just blew their cover.

 Sure enough, Toffee finally appeared stepping out from the group of weeping monsters and greats the warrior queen. "We meet again, Queen of Mewni. Did you have fun playing hero while I was away?"

 "Toffee, face me you coward~!"

 And just like that they were caught yet again in another dance. Both unable to land a single hit, but Toffee was cunning then that. He signaled for the non-volunteer monsters to help aid him, in turn the masked warrior saw it the right time to get involved.

 "Do not injure the volunteers, they aren't here by choice."

 "That's a little-uh difficult, huh at the moment."

 The masked warrior knocked out the non-volunteer monsters so they could remain out of the fight and stay safe from both Toffee and Solaria. As the fight continued Solaria's mind became focused and single minded, so that means she couldn't gage what was going on around her. She entered tunnel vision mode.

 Evidently, a non-volunteer slipped by, the moment Solaria was finally going to land, possibly a fatal blow. The masked warrior stepped in, and once she determined Solaria had no intentions to halt her attack, she punches her square on the jaw. Toffee unfortunately, was able to escape however, the volunteers were safe.

 "I had him, I had him why did you stop me?"

 "Told you, not to harm the non-volunteers! If you injured a single one, I would be breaking my vow, and I'm a warrior of my word."

 Solaria could not get anywhere in the argument and she remembered the advice the masked warrior had given her when they first meet. "Alright I yield. However, I do believe I'm owed something, for my participation. Monster sympathizer."

 "What did you have in mind?" She says reluctantly.

 "Do not fear, you know of me and I know not of you. After we fought in arms side by side today, I wish to know your name." Before the warrior could answer, a monster in hiding thought it the perfect opportunity to get in good graces with the prince. He decided to sneak and strike the queen with her back turned, he succeeded but not before the masked warrior could knock him down.

 Solaria is out cold, and the masked warrior had no choice but to take the queen someplace safe.

 They had finally arrived to a beautiful creek with a weeping willow tree perched nicely on the corner. It was night but the moon was full, and the forest animals were out playing.

 Solaria is soon awoken by beautiful humming, the warrior had her mask off and her caramel face and dark brown eyes were now revealed. "Beautiful," the Queen whispers. The warrior opens but soon scowls her eyes.

 "You were hit, but it looks to me that you’re fine now." She raises up and the warrior queen whose head was nestled gently in her lap had, now fallen on to the cold ground hard.

 "Ow-"

 "My name is, Leona Goldiebird. My origins, unknown; I was found by a family of Sparrow Tooth

 (Hint: Saber tooth cats with Sparrow wings)

 Who took me in and raised me as their own. I will do anything for them, for monsters that is my vow, my word and I am a warrior of my word."

 The Queen was hesitant in this new information she was just given. But she made a quick decision, "I care not, of your past but I do desire a future in which you and I stand together side by side. Against Toffee and the Suptarins, are you with me?"

 "I shall stand by your side, only if it's to end the Suptarins cruel rain?" Solaria agreed to not harm non volunteer monsters that are forced to join the Suptarins army and perhaps, though both don't know yet, to unit Mewman and Monster kind.

 Two more years went by,

 In that time Queen Solaria had fathered a child, princess Eclipsa. But our queen didn't sit idly by only to become soft.  No, she went around to all the villages and towns to gather an army. Or I should say tired?

 "Are you sure it's alright to bring a child with us?"

 "Well how else am I to feed her?"

 "Of course." Lady Leona said reluctantly.

 As promised Solaria did not harm the forced volunteer monsters in Toffees army. But to make sure of this Lady Leona decided to stay near Queen Solaria, a bond grew and became strong between them. They soon began seeing each other in entirely different light, giving one another nicknames as well. After every battle, the queen and lady Leona helped the monsters to safety far away from Toffees reach. And during each battle, if her queen failed to restrain herself with the volunteers, Lady Leona would punch her right in the face. Don’t worry her queen is quite durable.

 "This is starting to get a little repetitive, don't you agree?"

 "Yes, how is he able to recruit so many monsters, volunteer or not?"

 “No, well yes but I meant punching me in the face. My face, it hurts you know.”

 “I’m sorry solar bear.” Both Lady Leona and queen Solaria thought it best to figure out how Toffee is able to gather so many monsters. But they needed an army themselves and mewmans were proving to be difficult to convince.

 "Won't the monsters help aid us, don't they wish for peace?"

 "No, I'm afraid that don't see it to be their fight. They feel it's a war between you and the Suptarins." The queen thought since they could not fight monsters with monsters perhaps she could create her own.

 "I really don't think that's a great idea Solaria, why don't you give me time. Let me try to find a way to make peace with them."

 "Alright, only because I need time to be with Eclipsa."

 "Thank you Sol." Six months would come and pass but lady Leona still hadn't come up with a way to draw peace in the queendom. Solaria would suggest to scratch the whole idea of peace entirely.

 "For now we should focus on Toffee, in just six months his forces have progressed. Where on the defense now."

 "My apologies, I think I have a plan for that."

 Lady Leona had figured out how Toffee was acquiring new recruits. He was feeding propaganda to the monsters of his kingdom. However, this meant going on a long journey to Suptarcius.

 "Traveling to Suptarcius is dangerous mentally and physically exhausting. Are you up for it?"

 "Well this means I will be traveling with you and you’re nagging, what the heck I'm up to anything!"

 Taking extreme offence to what the queen had said, they were off. Princess Eclipsa remained back at home in the castle per Lady Leona's wishes. "The journey will take months, years even we only have one shot at this." They came across many monsters, villages and towns in need of their assistance. Toffees generals were scattered stationed near mewman inhabited areas terrorizing, and putting them into slavery.

 Finally their efforts paid off, in just a sort time they were able to gain at least a small troop.

 The villagers had fallen for the two heroes’ strong will and fearlessness. "Leo, can you believe this. Gush, it just only feels like two years ago we were struggling to put together an army."

 "It was only two years ago and six months, but I get what you mean Sol."

 "Here you go."

 "What, but this-I thought this was the last of the Snookers. You never share, you almost tore Billy’s arm off?"

 "Well I wanted you to have it, go on now."

 Someone far off into the distance, '"K-I-S-S-I-N-G-"'

 "Who said that, was it you Bill-y?"

 More of them now, '"Ooo."'

 "Sol, don't pay any mind to Billy. He’s just teasing."

 "Yah, I suppose your right, as always Leo." Lady Leona pulls out a brush from her brown bag.

"Would you mind?" She gestures for Solaria to brush her hair. The queen grabs the brush and begins stroking top to bottom.

 "Your hair, it's quite lovely Leo."

 “Ha-ha thank you, I could do yours if you'd like."

 "Mm, that would be nice, only if I had any. Hair that is."

 "Well stop shaving it off yah goof." They both giggle and laugh under the full moon, the queen asks if Lady Leona could hum for her like she did when they were at the creek. Lady Leona begins humming the tones song to her from when she was little girl. “This takes me back to the creek, does it not? I sure would like to visit there again, with you.”

 "Your hair is, lovely." Just like that the queen takes a quick peek around her to make sure no one was watching, and sniffs Lady Leona’s long plum purple hair. "What's wrong?"

 "Nothing! Just keep humming." Solaria said frantically now roughly brushing lady Leona’s hair.

 "So how's you know who?"

 "Who? Oh, he's good um. He and Eclipsa are having some daddy daughter time while I'm away."

 There was a long awkward pause. "Are you planning, to tie the knot soon?"

 "What? Oh, um you know I-I mean we, we decided to not-too not do that. You know with the whole war and everything, there's no time. For a wedding that is." She says nervously.

 "I see." Lady Leona blushes turned away from Solaria.

 Queen Solaria begins scratching the back of her head, anxious in the silence they both found themselves in again. "What about you? Are-do you plan to-to tie the knot soon." Solaria says regrettably.

 "I-nope, simply no time for that. With the whole war and everything." She says sadly looking away.

 “L-look Leona, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you-”

 “Wait! Just one sec solar bear. Whatever it is you have to tell me, could it-could it wait after we defeat Toffee?”

 The queen was hesitant but, when she looked deep into Lady Leona’s big brown eyes she nodded her head in agreement.

 The queen, Lady Leona, and the troops made it to Toffees castle. The fight was long and rigorous, and many were severely injured in the process on both sides. Not wanting to lose anymore generals and troops, Toffee suggested a truce.

 “What are you doing Toughies? Calling for a truce when you got them on the run!”

 “Toffee.”

 “What!?” Toffee explained to his father Seth of Suptarcius, that he had become quite attached to the nick name Toffee. Not happy with his son’s response Seth gets ready to strike him, but Toffee soon gabs his way out of punishment.

 “Listen father, my plan is to lure the mewman’s into a false scenes of security. I would offer them a chance of peace, and they would gather in one location.” “Go on.” Toffee explained further that once he had the queen and Lady Leona where he wanted them, he would finally end the game once and for all. “Good, do not fail me.”

 Toffee would succeed, he sent a messenger and had the queen and Lady Leona fooled in believing he wanted peace. Finding a peaceful looking monster and forcing him to pretend to be a minister sent from the King and Prince. The queen would stay behind with the troops and Lady Leona would agree to continue on ahead believing deep down that this is what they had been waiting for.

 While they were separated from each other Toffee would pick them off one by one. Solaria was able to escape seeking out Lady Leona, to find and warn her of the trap. However, she would be too late. Their troops were cut down, and Lady Leona would be cut down by a size shifter right in front of Solaria.

 “Noo! Leo, Leo look at me. Leona! Leona! Please-please don’t go.”

 “Solar bear? I-I’m sorry I failed you, I t-tried-“

 “NO! You did nothing wrong, this was all Toffee-“

 “Solaria please listen, I don’t know how much time-I have.” Leona would go on to confess her love to Solaria, and with tears in both of their eyes Solaria bids Lady Leona fair well with a long passionate kiss.

 Not seeing any reason to kill off queen Solaria, Toffee once again fades into the shadows. Queen Solaria would cry out in anguish and would remain by Lady Leona side until there was no more flesh left to be seen of her. Then Solaria would barre her beloved and vow vengeance on those involved in the death of Lady Leona Goldiebird, and the first thing to come to her mind would be creating the Solarian warriors.

 When Solaria returned home she was no longer her optimistic vibrant self her brother, daughter, and the rest of the mewmans could see. She had looked like death himself completely soaked, pale as white, and starved. She locked herself in her room finally writing in the book of spells she was putting off for so long. She no longer followed the rules agreed upon Lady Leona and herself, all monsters were the enemy.

 Solaria would go on to recruit Mina Loveberry, and successfully transform her into a Solarian warrior. Mina would pledge her loyalty to the current queen and only to her as she is. Together they would be an unstoppable force however, when there was no longer any monster left to fight, or Toffee of Suptarcius to seek revenge. Solaria found herself at the beautiful creek with the weeping willow tree, and no longer able to force away the memories of Lady Leona. Queen Solaria realized she wasn’t honoring Lady Leona’s wishes, this was not the vision lady Leona had sought and died for.

 “I need to make this right, perhaps there is still a chance for peace. Mina and I should be able to accomplish it.” Unfortunately for the Queen, Mina did not agree at all with her plans of peace.

 “What are you saying your majesty? This is what we’ve been fighting for, this is what you’ve been promising me, the mewmans of Mewni. You’re telling me you’re just going to throw that all away for some-some dead girl?”

 “You don’t understand, this was a promise. I keep my promises for I am a warrior Mina.”

 “Why I-I-I-I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

 “That’s alright I wouldn’t expect you too. Your mind is falling apart any way.”

 “No! I want let you, you are not Solaria-“

 “Mina, Mina what are you doing?”

 “You are not the queen of Mewni, My queen would never say anything this-this, weird. I’ll take you out myself you imposter!”

 “Mina! Noooo!” and just like that Mina Loveberry took the life of Queen Solaria, blaming it all on an attack form raiders. However, the story seemed a little farfetched giving how strong Queen Solaria was. Queen Solaria went down in history as the greatest warrior against monster kind, Solaria the Monster Carver.

 The End

>Solaria Butterfly AU Prequel written by: Wolf Platinum Ravenous<

[lights-in-the-distance]

wow this blew up. anyway, a few (a lot of) thoughts on the episode:

- there was SO much going on in this episode. i feel like a 40 minute episode might’ve been better? but at the same time, i think it was more effective this way. the show had to really focus on the important beats of the story, and it works. it really adds to the bleak tone.

- remember kids: a nice, peaceful opening means that the rest of the episode will be Absolute Hell

- loved the raeda interactions in this episode. they’re just so... raw.

- also the animators didn’t have the bard sigil on eda’s wrist at first so i was kinda confused

- that shift from young, optimistic raine and lillith (+ young hexsiders) to the worried, tired current raine and lillith... god it’s sad.

- why is terra so goddamn creepy. especially considering that she knew raine when they were a literal child.

- didn’t expect belos to be wearing his old outfit under his cult robe the whole time. like does he always wear it or just for today, like when you’re a stage actor and you layer clothing so it’s easier to do a costume change for the next scene

- what was belos going to do if hunter hadn’t brought him the titan’s blood? he was so ungrateful for it too smh

- thank god hunter didn’t get taken to belos. i don’t wanna imagine what would’ve happened.

- i’m still in love with how lillith’s punch left a permanent scar lmao. cool aunt lillith, stay mad, etc.

- spicyy TOSS!!

- yeah i was wondering if the sigil brand would affect hunter considering his lack of magic. from what i can tell, it affects him, but not nearly as much as it hurts the witches. could be because he’s farther away from the spell too.

- i wonder what the minimum age for getting a sigil is (or what it was, before the coven tried to brand the hexside kids). last time we saw hunter’s sigil, the coven guards thought it was a temporary tattoo. and he’s the only teen we know of that has a sigil.

- willow saving hunter <3

- i love the potion coven leader’s design

- hooty in a bubble :( he looks so sad

- terra is like “wow i wished i killed you two when you were children” girl what

- i wonder what would’ve happened if they had found out the truth earlier than like, a week before the day of unity. would the other coven heads even believe them? they didn’t really get any concrete proof, just luz and hunter’s testimony

- what happened to the rest of hexside? at the end of labyrinth runners it looked like they were going to mobilize to fight against the day of unity. and are all the witches in the boiling isles in the square? including kids? i didn’t see any. but like imagine them just watching their parents, their teachers...

- luz’s trick was so, so clever. i saw her look at the glove but i forgot what it did until she had actually branded belos. great acting too, i almost believed that she was actually going to be belos’s guide. and the fact that she managed to make an invisibility glyph using one hand tucked behind her back, while she was being turned to stone. man.

- the ocean receded when the eclipse happened. interesting.

- raine’s grim head shake when terra asks if they’re getting paradise... man

- the montage of the kids crashing the ship, alador staying behind to destroy the abomatons, hunter reuniting with darius in The Worst Way Possible, the kids just being utterly helpless to stop the draining spell and deciding to head for luz...

- belos seems to be fully conscious/in control of his actions when he’s in Beast Mode. poor hunter. i can imagine that belos blamed a lot of his abuse on the curse when in reality he chose to hurt hunter.

- poor hunter just standing in the back, acting as defense while the others fight belos. like, there’s not much he can do anyway, and also it’s well. his “uncle”. kudos to him for even entering the fight.

- unrelated but i love hunter’s teleport noise. it’s very satisfying.

- poor king just wants to help... ohh baby.

- woo high definition images of the hollow mind background memories. just i wanted !!! and now gus probably knows about belos’s past and the grimwalkers and everything. also he’s traumatized.

- hunter gets gus to safety, and belos fucking IMMEDIATELY comes after him. i was NOT expecting him to turn his face human again and fucking guilt trip hunter??? that’s scary as shit, he goes from berserker to manipulative abuser in a second.

- i can’t get over hunter’s expression here. just so much trauma and confusion and fear, clinging to his staff, sweating, stuttering. but he still managed to tell him, “you’re lying.” 

- i was so excited when belos said “caleb.” theory confirmed. also suddenly smoother animation.

- what would’ve happened if belos hadn’t noticed flapjack? what would’ve happened if belos saw flapjack before hollow mind? why does he feel this need to kill the image of his brother over and over again?

- also i’m pretty sure this is the last time hunter speaks in the episode. understandable, considering... everything.

- so many masks and skeletons. children’s show am i right guys???

- it’s like, king, don’t do this, but it’s the only way to save everyone, so what choice is there?

- “mister? ugh, you are so boring.” collector said gender nonconforming rights

- the collector just putting their face on all the masks... eugh. like i can see the appeal to his character but his utter disregard for human (witch?) life just makes my stomach hurt.

- “everyone’s gonna perish” never say die continues to be in effect, as we stand in a pit of skeletons

- interesting how eda was fine-ish until the collector was released, then almost died in seconds before raine tore off her arm

- those poor kids got really beat up in the fight. and then hunter is on the floor holding his arm in agony, and luz acquires a new scar, hooray

- i love the way the music shifts here, and gets all electronic-y.

- belos getting just instantly turned into fucking MUSH. and the gorey noise as slime splatters on the floor.

- “the memories last a lifetime” yeah the memory of this episode is definitely going to last a lifetime amity.

- hunter’s squeak and pained smile and tears in his eyes as he’s sitting there fucking dying and also traumatized.

- BOOP no more eclipse, the sky is the collector’s touchscreen

- hunter leaning on willow, and willow’s face lighting up when she sees that his sigil’s deactivated...

- with the draining spell gone it seems like everyone’s alive? or at least most people? maybe???

- wow i sure love when reality breaks !!!! did not expect this !!!

- poor hunter having to walk through his uncle’s remains to get to safety??? what???? help this poor boy

- hunter hesitating, gus calling to him and reach out, and then hunter getting this look of determination and anger, closing his eyes, ducking his head, and going through.

- and then the slow motion as the Belos Goo drips on his shoulder, growls, seems to try to grab on to him like a hand. i wouldn’t have been so worried about this moment and just assumed it was symbolic if it weren’t for the fucking credits scene.

- i love that hunter gets to open the door. and the fact that it was raining, and hunter was asking belos about rain back in eclipse lake...

- king’s speech to luz was fucking devastating. did not expect this when i first saw king’s character in season 1.

- the music is so, so beautiful at the end. these five kids are safe but at what cost.

- everyone’s expressions at the end just breaks me. especially luz’s strained smile as she cries.

- camila has six kids now lmao

- belos fuck off forever please thanks.