#maybe i will just show her all of darling's videos so she can read my ff and get it why i love him so much

[kiyrian]

.

[mrslankyman]

Sinfully Gorgeous pt. 2

Vox x (fem) over lord reader

Smut

Word count: 5K

Working on: Part 3 - cancelled (sorry!)

3 weeks. 

It had been 3 weeks since you shot that porno with Vox. So why in the HELL was everyone in HELL still raving over it?!

It wasn’t anything special.

It was a brand deal and that was it. It wasn’t like you knew it was going to be Vox. Valentino stated after the shoot he chose Vox since it would boost you both. Sure it did but at what cost?

Your phone was flooded with texts and emails from sinners asking if you and Vox were a thing.

Have you joined the Vees?

Were you and Vox fucking on the low?

How long were you two together?

All these questions were getting to your head and making you sick. 

You laid back in your expensive bed. The silky pillows that most sinners could never afford comforting your head. Phone in hand you scrolled through your feed. Vox’s news show popped. 

“Top of the hour sinners. Today we will be discussing the ongoing discussion that I and I'm sure our lovely {Y/N} is seeing too.” He clasped his hands together and turned to the screen in front of him that was showing photos of sinners questions.  

“Has {Y/N} joined the Vees?” He read aloud. “No she has not, though I would not be opposed to the idea.” He chuckled, sending a wink to the camera. 

You groaned and fast forward on the video stopping when a clip of the porno popped up on the screen. Curious of what he would say about it. You hadn’t talked to him since a day after that was filmed. 

“How did it feel to fuck the {Y/N}?” He chuckled as he read that aloud. A smirk crawled onto his face. “Well folks I’ll tell ya. It was better than any sex I myself have ever had.” He leaned forward covering half his mouth with the side of his hand. “A little secret for you all, she has the tightest pussy you’ll ever fuck in hell.” He laughed leaning back. “Yes folk it’s true she was definitely a virgin and safe to say I took that card from her.” His cocky laugh echoed in your head. 

He took your virginity? 

What was he a fucking idiot?

Embarrassing you on Hell's public news. 

You were not a virgin, far from it and for this cocky ass tv faced man to state he was the lucky one to take it from you made you seeth. 

You instantly opened up your messages and searched his name in your contact. Typing out a text. Fingers flying across the screen as anger edged in every digital word typed. 

{You}: who in the HELL do you think you are? Saying you took my virginity on the fucking news? Real mature of you. What the fuck are we teenagers in high school. If you ever fucking do something like this again I will make sure you and your little fucking news channel are never broad casted again. 

{Vox}: Wow, didn't suspect you to see it so soon. What's the matter, I was just messing around. I bet it was the best sex you’ve ever had, why not say your best was also your first? 

{You}:oh were cocky as fuck huh? You really think you were the best? Keep dreaming. 

{Vox}: I must have been something for you to go off script. 

{You}: fuck you, you went off script as well. 

{Vox}: oh you wanna fuck me again? Maybe I'll make it an even better time, we can make our own script. 

{You}: you know what I meant. Never fucking mention me on your little show again. It was a one time deal. 

{Vox}: aren’t you just a ball of sunshine. Whatever you say darling. I’ll erase that part of the segment from the show and their memories. 

{You}: good, the only time your fucking mind control has been used for an actual purpose. 

{Vox}: Or I can just keep it up. You know you’re not being very kind. 

{You}: oh fuck off this is hell. I don’t need to be kind to the man who just publicly embarrassed me. 

{Vox}: and the man who publicly pleasured you. 

{You}: just take it down. 

{Vox}: yes ma’am. 

You groaned and turned your phone off. Throwing it to the floor and laying down fully. Pulling the covers over your head and closing your eyes. Sleeping the anger and annoyance off. 

—

Your alarm buzzed in the morning. You groaned and woke up grabbing your phone from the floor and turning it off. But not before you saw the message from Alastor. 

“You’re a virgin?”

That fucker didn’t delete the segment!

You dashed around your house putting on an outfit and doing your make up the fastest you had ever. Your shoes were on in seconds and out the door you went. 

You called a cab and got in, instructing them to take you to the Vees tower. Of course you know the consequences of this.

Everyone would assume you were going to see Vox in a different way. When in reality his ass was going to get a fist in his screen. 

The cab dropped you off and you paid them before getting out. Marching up to the front of the building. A few people looked over. Snapping pictures and videos. You rolled your eyes and pressed the buzzer on the door. 

“Who is it?” Voxs voice played through the small speaker.

“{Y/N}.” The second you said your name the doors opened. You smirked slightly and headed inside jumping as the doors closed behind you harshly. 

“Vox! Where the fuck are you we need to have a talk!” You yelled walking around the lobby looking for any sign of him. Footsteps echoed down the hall and there he was. A smile on his stupid flat screened face. 

“Ah {Y/N} So nice of you to stop by-” You grabbed him by his suit's flaps and slammed him against the wall. A groan escaped his lips and his screen displayed a loading circle before his eyes came back. 

“You asshole, I told you to take that segment down!” You screamed in his face without giving a second to think. “Do you know who the fuck I am?! I will end you!” You leaned into his face. Your spit landing on his screen. He glared at you but on the inside he was loving the attention. 

Your hands on him was enough to make him melt. But he had to be sure not to display it too much. Or you’d let go and call him weird. 

“You can end me anytime you want.” His words were smooth and flirtatious. He obviously did not understand the gravity of the situation he was in. 

“You do not wanna fuck with me Vox.” You warned re-shoving him against the wall. He grunted and grabbed your arms. “You know I would love to fuck with you.” He chuckled, eyeing you with a smirk. “You little-” Your grip tightened on him getting ready to shove him again. 

“{Y/N}!” He yelled his right eye widening as he used his mind control on you. You froze your eyes going wide. Your grip on him faltered as you shook your head. The daze wears off. 

“Why don’t you calm down?” He offered, pulling your arms down from his suit. “Don’t use that fucking mind control shit on me.” You pulled your arms away from him. He sighed and rested his hand on his hips. “Yes ma’am.” His voice was full of annoyance now. 

“Delete the segment. That’s all I want. I’ll leave you alone and you do the same.” You held out your hand. “Deal?” You tilted your head, pink fire appearing around your palm. 

“No deals. I just promise I will. I’m no idiot. I know how you pull strings.” He pushed your hand away, the fire disappearing. You groaned and pulled your hand back. 

“Very well.” You nodded even though a part of you knew he would never take that segment down fully. 

“I’ll go delete it.” He fixed his tie, closing his eyes. “Good.” You said before a ding came from your phone. You held it up. “At Voxs darling?” Alastor had texted. A part of you hated Charlie for getting him onto this phone kick. He was so against technology until he was told he could text you whenever. 

Vox opened one eye as he heard the ding. He eyed you and read the text. The words Darling and Alastor made his circuits spark. Why in the hell did that old timey prick have your number? 

“I better leave before everyone in hell assumes we're seeing each other. I do not need that in my life.” You shoved your phone in your pocket. Looking up at Vox whose face had a rather.. Concerning smile displaying. 

He let out a laugh though it glitched. He stepped closer to you. His hand grabbed your arm pulling you to him. “Why the fuck is the radio demon texting you?” His voice deepened. Eyes squinting as he grabbed your phone from your pocket. 

“Hey!- what the fuck.” You squirmed in his grip. A tsk tsk came from him as he used his eye to unlock your phone. Reading you and Alastors messages. Anger surged through him as you both had been sending jokes about him. His grip on you tightened and he squeezed your phone in his other hand till it shattered into pieces. 

“Vox what the fuck!-” You watched as he broke your phone, your attention being snapped back to his face as he slammed you up against the wall this time. 

He laid his arm next to your head on the wall and his other hand gripped your neck.  

“I’m not taking the segment down. You wanna talk shit about me to that damn radio demon go ahead. I'll say whatever I want about you. You are nothing to me.” His words were low and strung out. His eyes were wide and red drool dripped from his mouth. Though his grip on your neck was tight it wasnt hard enough to really choke you out. 

That was one thing he did not want to do. 

He was pissed off but not necessarily at you. The idea that Alastor got more of your attention than him is what pissed him off. He knew it was such a stupid thing to be mad over.

But he wanted you. Even if he had to pretend he didn’t. 

Your eyes squinted and you squirmed under him. Truthfully he didn’t scare you. This position didn’t make you feel threatened, it made you feel.. Other things. 

In a dark and twisted way his anger really made you think of that shoot. How his hands gripped your sides and he’d moan before glitching out. 

“If you wanna scare me you’re gonna have to try harder than this.” You grabbed his face. Your hand pulling him closer. “Cause all I can think about is you glitching out before you cummed inside me.” Your words made his screen display a light shade of red. 

“I-”

“You want that again hmm?” You kissed his screen. “Want to feel my tight pussy as you said? I guess since it was the best I’ve ever had you’d think I would’ve been begging you for more.” You whispered, making your voice low and seductive. His grip faltered as his screen turned red. His eyes drooped as you talked to him sensually. 

“Too bad I wasn’t.” You cooed, kicking him in the crotch. He groaned and keeled over. Holding his crotch in his hands. “Fuck fuck fuck..” He groaned in pain as you stepped over him. 

“You owe me a phone.” You spat on his withering form and walked out.

–-

Safe to say he gave you a new phone. That part of the segment was erased. To your knowledge from the general public of hell. Knowing Vox he probably cut it from half the people's memories and kept it in the other to confuse them. 

What an ass hole. 

Today you were off to Alastor's radio tower. He wanted to have you on this new segment he was working on. Whatever that meant. 

You had made it to the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie showed you to Alastors tower. You thanked her and headed inside. He greeted you and showed you the different buttons and the mic. Getting you accustomed to the technology before having a seat with you. 

Not having a camera in your face was both relaxing and strange. This seemed more like a conversation you were having with a friend that just so happened to be recorded. 

“Today I am here with my dear friend {Y/N}.” Alastor spoke into his mic. Smiling your way as you said hello. 

“So why don’t you tell everyone what it’s like to be the fashion overlord?” He handed you his mic. Urging you to introduce yourself further. 

After the basic introduction was done he began to ask you questions. It slowly became clear to you what he was doing. 

“What is your opinion on Vox?” He smirked and leaned your way. That question made you groan.

“That man? Come now Alastor. You know he isn’t something to talk about.” You leaned back in your chair and your reply made Alastor chuckle. 

“Go on dear. Just tell us about him.” He leaned the mic closer to you. 

“Fine.” You took the mic and leaned up. 

“Vox is something. Not the kind of something you’d want either. He is terrible in bed.” You snickered at the idea that Vox would be listening to you. “Oh is he now? I do believe we all saw that video dear. It seems the opposite.” He eyed you a shit eating grin on his face. 

“That’s what a script is for.” You sneered. 

“There's a theory you went off script. After all that Valentino did post it.” He checked his claws smirking. 

You groaned as Alastor was just doing this to stir drama. He hated Vox but loved to mess with you. So he was playing both ways. 

“Anyways, besides that he is a prick and snoops on everyone. He is fucking insane but I suppose that’s why he’s here. If you are thinking about trying to get with that man please do so he will leave me alone.” You handed the mic back to Alastor. He was holding in his laugh. “Thank you dear for your lovely insight on that clout chasing mediocre video podcasts.” He ended the broadcast and sighed.   

—

About 4 hours after the broadcast a ding sounded from your phone. Either it was Alastor or some random person. 

You checked the message and groaned as the name displayed on your screen. 

Vox.

Of course. 

You slid open your phone and sat down on your couch to answer him. 

{Vox}: doing a broadcast with the radio demon to degrade me? Really. After you begged me to delete your segment.

{You}: what's the matter? Thought you liked being degraded 

{Vox}: I'm not doing this. I’m gonna have to make you understand. 

{You}: oh really? Why don’t you just face that you suck in bed and you suck even more as a person. 

{Vox}: I suck in bed? Oh sweet heart. I don’t believe that's what you truly think. 

{Vox has sent a video} 

You pressed play, wishing you didn’t as a clip from the porno played. You were riding him moaning his name and begging him to go faster. His fingers digging into your sides as he rammed into you on your command. 

{You}: have to give the audience what they want.

{Vox}: oh yeah? What if there wasn’t an audience? 

{You}: then none of that would’ve happened. I’d be as quiet as a mouse.

{Vox}: we’ll see about that. 

{You}: what's that mean? 

:seen 3 minute ago: 

“Bitch.” You turned your phone off and laid down on the couch. Letting your mind wander back to the shoot. Perhaps you did enjoy him a little more than you’d like to admit. But you’d never tell him that. Or anyone for that matter. 

It’s bad enough there were more theories going around on you two. How the hatred was an act so you could keep things private. How it was fake or just a stunt for money.

You’d let the public guess and argue over it. You had no intentions on stating anything as of yet. 

So not thinking much of anything you turned on your tv and sat back. 

You sat up a little as you tv went to static. A blue glow came from it after a moment and a shock wave burst from it. The room went black and then the tv turned back on. Vox stood in front of you. Blocking the tv from view. 

“What the- Vox what the fuck!” You sat up all the way as Vox stepped closer with a smile on his face. 

 “We don’t have an audience here.” He leaned down looming over you as. Leaning back into the couch you slowly smirked. “Oh is that so? You wanna see if you can really work your magic on me?” You teased him watching as his face grew more annoyed. 

“Yes I do.” He put a finger under your chin and lifted it up. “I wanna prove to you that going off the script was because I am good at what I do. Not because you wanted to promote your bullshit brand.” He chuckled and moved you down on the couch to a lying position. 

“Oh you really wanna prove a point? Then I'm gonna make mine. I bet you can’t make me make a single sound.” You snickered as he threw his hat off to the ground. 

“Fine but I'm gonna make you eat those words.” He leaned down and kissed you. You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth. 

He slid his tongue inside your mouth. You closed your eyes and let your tongues tangle together. 

His hand slid down your sides and grabbed your jeans. You didn’t make a noise, the only sound was your pants rubbing together as Vox began to grind against you. 

A part of you just wanted to give in. Let him take you and win. But the bitch inside you wanted to win to shove it in his face every day. So you suppressed your moans and pulled back from the kiss.

He stared down at you and smirked, “Come on.. Just a little peep.” He groaned and made a quick upwards motion with his hips. It felt good you wouldn’t lie. 

You shook your head and smirked though earning an annoyed groan from the man above you. “Good thing we just started.” His voice was low as he undid your pants and yanked them off with a swift movement. 

You stared up at him and smirked. He slid off his blazer and undid his tie. The only thing left was his striped shirt. 

You sat up and pushed him down instead. He looked at you confused before smirking. He liked this and he didn’t care if you didn’t care in the moment if you didn’t like him how he liked you. Any form of attention from you was good. 

The feeling of you sitting on his bulge made his screen glitch as a low moan escaped him. He wanted to hear your approving moans as well but you weren’t giving it to him. You just moved against him with the best poker face he had ever seen. 

“F- fuck..” His voice buffered as he grabbed your hips and lifted you off him slightly. He didn’t want this to be over too soon. 

“I’m gonna break you. Just you wait.” He clawed at the sides of your underwear. Breaking the thin fabric, grabbing them as they fell down. He tossed them to the side and looked at you.

You blushed. Thanking Lucifer a blush didn’t count as a noise. That action was pretty hot. The desire in his eyes shone through. He slid off two of his claws. Just as he did for the shoot.

He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked them. Red saliva littered them. You anticipated the feeling of them inside you. Trying to prepare yourself so you didn’t moan. 

But he didn’t just slide them in. He circled his fingers around your clit. 

Smirking as he saw you twitch. Biting your lip before going back to a straight face. 

“Oh come on. I almost got you.” He laughed and slid one finger in. Pushing it in and out before adding the second and curling them inside. 

He kept pumping them in and out at different paces trying to make you moan. Anything really. A small gasp or groan. 

He wasn’t given the pleasure. 

You just closed your eyes and enjoyed the feeling. You hadn't met a man who could finger this good. He sure was something and you would love to keep this up. But his fingers just weren’t like his dick. Which was under you twitching and leaking pre cum. 

Just waiting for it’s turn inside. So you grabbed his wrist and he slid out his fingers. 

“Come on.. I’ll only give it to you if you beg.” He smirked and slid his finger down your slit teasingly. You shook your head. 

“Come on!” His voice statticed and he shoved his dick inside you. The amount of force you had to use to suppress your moan was astounding. 

He groaned as he noticed you didn't make a sound. 

“Fine, but I'm still gonna give you a damn good time. So you can’t say im shit at this.” he pulled out of you and flipped you over. Pushing you down under him. He wrapped your legs around him and slowly slid inside you again. Leaning his head back a quiet moan escaping his lips. 

You grabbed his shoulders and bit your lip. With each steady thrush the feeling of giving up echoed in your mind. It was starting to hurt holding in your noises. His eyes were squeezed shut, teeth bared and red drool dripping from his mouth. Blue static came from him as soon as he picked up his pace. 

“F-f-fuck.. I fucking hate you.” He slammed into you and a quiet moan escaped your lips. 

His eyes shot open and he looked down at you. Your face was red and sweaty. You covered your mouth, a smirk displayed on his face.

“What was that?” He taunted and slid all the way out of you then back in. A quiet moan escaped your mouth again. 

“Yeah that's right, I knew you couldn’t last forever.” He chuckled, his cocky attitude back. He kept his thrush gentle and slow. You gave in and let your moans fill the room. Vox loved the sounds. All your attention on him every moan, grunt, and whimper from your mouth was for him. It made his dick even harder. “Vox..please.. Please I'm.. I’m almost..” You stared into his eyes on the verge of orgasm. 

“Go ahead, we’ll do it together darling.” He slid his hand down and circled your clit and thrusted into you on more time. His cum filling your inside as yours too gave way and hit your orgasm.

His screen glitched out and his voice buffered as he moaned your name. 

After you both came down from your highs you looked into his eyes. 

“I hate you.” You glared at him. 

“You may hate me but I know you love him.” He chuckled as he slid his dick out, rubbing it against your slit. Earning an annoyed groan from you. 

“This was fun. Good to know you enjoyed it.” He winked and stood up. Putting on his clothes. He walked down your hall. You groaned and looked down at the cum on your couch. Annoyed now. 

He came back with a damp towel. He pushed you down gently and cleaned you up. Then rubbed the excess off the couch. 

“Gotta keep my toy clean.” He pinched your face before sliding his claws back on. 

“Least you have decent manners.” You scoffed and sat up. 

“Of course.” He smiled and glitched out. Disappearing into the tv. The room went black before the lights turned on. 

You got dressed and sat on the couch. Embarrassingly repeating the way he moaned your name in your head over and over. 

Why did you let him win? 

—

Today was your and Alastors photo shoot. You were modeling Sinfully Gorgeous but just a few of the modest outfits. With Alastors old time camera it made things look more classy. So he had agreed to do a small shoot in your studio. 

He had arrived about an hour ago. He was all dressed up just waiting for you now. You had gone for an old timey style of makeup and hair. 

Walking out of your dressing room he looked over. His eyes widened and a pleasant smile erased the plain one. 

“You look lovely darling.” He titled his head. “Thank you. You look rather handsome yourself.” You complimented back, gaining a chuckle from him. 

“Shall we do this?” He stood up straight. “Yes.” You replied back heading over to the backdrop. It was plain white but it made the photos show up better.

You did a few different poses and outfits. Some silly and others professional. 

“Wait, I have an idea.” You smirked and Alastor looked at you with a confused smile. 

“Voxtek is sponsoring this shoot. Part of a contract deal after that shoot with Valentino. I made Vox sign a contract to sponsor whatever I want when I want since I had to.. Fuck him” You rolled your eyes. 

“Right.” Alastor chuckled. He knew better. You and that tv headed fucker for sure had something going on. But you were his friend so he wouldn't say his true opinion. Though he sure as hell did back at the hotel. 

“I know just the way to tick him off.” You smirked at him and he instantly knew what you meant. Loving the idea of pissing off Vox for fun. 

—

You did a few poses. Holding each other. Alastor dipping you and finally the ones that would piss Vox off the most. You knew Alastor wasn’t one for these types of things. Though he agreed he did not mind if it was just to piss off Vox. 

You had ordered your helpers to set up a chair. They did as asked and Alastor sat down.

“Go head darling. I wanna see the look on his face when he sees these.” You both laughed as you sat between his legs.

Alastor gripped your chin and turned your face to his. His smile on his face. Though it was a more intimate one. He sure played this well. You look into his eyes with as much passion as a smirk displayed on your face.

 The photo was taken and you stood up. Slinging your legs over Alastors lap, your assistant changed the camera's angle to get a side view. Alastor looked into your eyes. “Excuse me if I am not good at this.”He chuckled and you smiled. “It’s okay.” You both had a short laugh before getting ready for the photo. 

He closed his eyes and you leaned in. Pressing your lips to his. He kissed you back but he wasn't hesitant. He just wasn’t sure how to move his lips. You pulled away the second the photo was taken. 

“You aren’t terribly bad.” You joked, gaining an eye roll from him. 

The last photo was one of you both standing. Alastor kissed you one last time but in this one his eyes were looking at the camera. A bigger dig at Vox. 

—

“Thanks for helping me.” You thanked Alastor as you had gotten the photos ready to be sent out to Voxtek. “It’s not a problem. Anything for an old pal.” Alastor smiled as you both walked out of the studio. 

—

Vox sipped on his coffee until a ding came through on his screen. He flicked his finger and sent it to one of his monitors. He opened the email and sifted through the photos your team had emailed him. 

He groaned as it was you and Alastor. Pissed off that the radio demon was getting your attention now. 

His anger was pretty controlled till he got to the attachment labeled ‘surprise.’ 

A part of him hoped it was some sinful photos of you in your outfit. Though to his dismay it was not. 

He opened up the file with a smirk on his face only for it to be erased in a meer second as his eyes landed on you and Alastor kissing. He gripped his desk claws digging into it. Leaving a mark. 

He groaned and looked at the next photo. Alastor kissing you and eyeing the camera with that smug grin tugging on his lips. He screamed and slammed his fist into the monitor, cracking it and causing the screen to glitch out. 

The monitor turned off as he kept punching it. His screams and groans of anger echoing through the room. 

“The fuck is your problem?!” Velvette asked as she slammed open the door. 

Vox turned around to look at her. A deranged smile on his face as his eye twitched. 

“Set up my showroom. If this bitch wants to play dirty we’ll play dirty.” He pulled his hand out of the monitor watching as his blood trickled down his arm.

[weebsinstash]

Really like the idea of a yandere Vox who is so ride or die for his overconsumerist capitalist Musk-esque lifestyle UNTIL he sees it negatively affecting his darling and does a complete 180

like take that poly red string soulmate Vox x Reader x Alastor concept and, you've got Alastor KINDA warming up to technology and willing to watch TV and do other things with you but he's still not a fan of you being on your phone constantly and some of the video games and movies you consume. He's on the couch reading a paper and (affectionately) rolling his eyes as you and Vox take turns headshotting each other in a video game and hollering "hell yeah, suck my fucking dick!!"

Meanwhile Vox is just 200% chronically online and loving it until one day he asks you why you wear baggy clothes all the time and you're ever so casually replying "because my body is fucking icky, duh" and Vox has absolutely no idea what you're talking about until you break down on a tangent about it

I was watching a clip the other day where someone was pointing out that Marilyn Monroe was considered the 50s icon of beauty and there are plenty of photos with her with thick thighs or a visible belly pooch and, imagine Vox sitting there, the disbelieving 'are you joking?' smile falling off of his face as you just, go OFF, "why would I wear anything other than sweatpants? I have fucking CELLULITE VOX, I'll NEVER have leggings legs no matter how thin I am, and look at my hip dips, they're so fucking GROSS, and my butt isn't shaped right, I have banana rolls, and, do I have siren eyes or doe eyes?! Am I bunny cute or am I frog cute?! And look at how bad my facial balancing is! Ugh, where's my gua sha?! I'm so tired of being UGLY!!"

Later that week Alastor is looking up from his paper to see Vox just, slowly entering the room, sloooooowly shutting the door behind him, looking to his old friend, "so hey! Funny idea, stop me if you've heard this one before but, I was thinking we could uh, maybe take their phone away annnnnnnnnnd... not give it back?" and here's Alastor, "oh, funny story! So earlier today they asked me if I 'wouldn't like them anymore' if they got COSMETIC SURGERY, yeah, ON THEIR FACE BELIEVE IT OR NOT, so, naturally, I'm already one step ahead of you :)" as he just casually gestures to the smashed wifi router in the garbage can in the corner of the room

You just get home from work one day and Vox has his CRT head back on and you're told 'if you want to look something up online, you can use the desktop in the computer room, and only 3 hours of screen time' and it all but blasts you 15 years into the past 💀 no more nights where you're gaming for 5+ hours straight and ruining your sleep. No more skipping meals because you're hyperfocused and binge-watching an anime while also playing an idle game on your phone. No more Alastor and Vox finding out you're just smoking bowls for hours literally nonstop because you need some sort of extra stimulation while you doomscroll and watch 3 hour long roast reviews for shows you've never watched

Alastor catches you swiping through an app and you get a divisive video thrown in your face from some alpha dude bro podcast, "yeah, a real man knows how to protect his lady! She should be at home cooking and keeping the house clean, not running around like a tramp and doing dumb chick stuff! All women need to focus on is marriage and being good wives, you know, a TRADITIONAL relationship!" and Alastor is just, swiping that shit out of your hand, "he DOES have a bit of a point, repulsive as he is! I suppose I'll have to start looking at potential dwellings that can fit you, me, and, I SUPPOSE Vox too 🙄" and little do you know he's already got a cute little home in the 'burbs set up already. He's just... you know! Waiting for the right moment to let you and the annoying TV bastard know that you'll be moving! Maybe he'll just... wait until the day of! Nothing beats a fun surprise, right? ^^ he doesn't want either of you... trying to run away or anything after all haha!

[charlessmiths-wife]

today I’ve been gradually reminded of how much I love Daniela more and more. so have these few head cannons to commemorate that

cw - mentions of sex/sexual content

DANI HCS

-> soft.

-> like, her skin is so so soft - she makes a perfect pillow.

-> also, always alarmingly cold to sleep beside. to the point you once woke up bc you felt smth wet sliding along your arm only to realise it was her hand sliding up and down you. She’s oblivious to how freezing she is too.

-> “I wanted to warm you up!”

-> yeah, with her ice cold hands.

-> LOVES reading, but also if you introduced the concept of video games to the Dimitrescu family, Dani would go ape shit.

-> she would be a MENACE on Wii sports

-> would 100% get fully invested in games like tomodachii life, animal crossing, Stardew valley

-> someone buy this woman a Nintendo switch, please.

-> she already loves playing board games, though - I’d risk to say that she’s actually the most competitive (maybe behind Cassandra)

-> absoloute BEAST at cluedo. will win every time.

-> she’s a cuddler!

-> I agree with the general fandom hc she’s the most physically affectionate… HOWEVER I ARDENTLY DISAGREE WITH THE ONE SHES GOT THE HIGHEST SEX DRIVE

-> listen, Dani likes sex - but it’s not a necessity for her every single day. and it’s certainly not something she takes lightly.

-> to her - someone obsessed with romance novels - it’s an act of intimacy. a showing of love between two people.

-> so whilst she has some experience, I truly believe she’s only ever slept with people she’s loved - at some point or another.

-> and this means she’s not generally a fan of quickies. sure, sometimes they can be enjoyable, but she typically likes to take her time with her partner - kissing and worshipping every inch of skin she can.

-> (praise kink, both giving and receiving)

-> her love language is a mix of physical affection, words of affirmation, and gift giving.

-> all five are important to her, but those are her top three.

-> especially physical affection and words of affirmation. she loves you so much, some days she just clings to you when she can. telling you how important you are to her, how much she loves you and wants to be with you forever, all whilst softly kissing your lips or forehead.

-> her face way to cuddle is to lie face to face, her head in your neck or vice versa.

-> she can see you that way, and softly kiss your cheeks.

-> and the gift giving. God, the gift giving.

-> just always showering you with the most expensive jewellery, perfumes, clothes, books - literally anything she can

-> and when you try to tell her to stop, that it’s too much and you feel bad - she reassures you absoloutely not too, because she loves doing it.

-> “I just want my darling to have the best possible stuff” she’d say, kissing your cheek

-> I think Dani can very often be seen as the most goofy of the Dimi sisters, whilst I don’t disagree with this - I don’t entirely agree with it either?

-> she can be as sincere, brooding, quiet, and closed off as her sisters can be at first.

-> but she’s much easier to break than Bela or Cassandra are, I think. She opens up to you much quicker.

-> simply put, I think all three are little shitheads with hearts of gold and complete melts deep down, (yk, if you ignore the murder and stuff) however, Dani’s meltines is just easier to bring to the forefront.

-> surprisingly good cook?

-> this is funny because it stands in contrast to my own personal hc for Bela. which is that woman cannot cook to save her LIFE.

-> so I have an interesting mental image of cooking with the pair, Bela slowly and slowly becoming more frustrated with how easy

-> Alcina is a good mother, she genuinely cares for all her children and I would just like to state I strongly believe that

-> however, I do think Dani has felt slightly neglected in the past. at times it’s seemed as if Bela and Cassandra are more useful to her mother, leading Daniela to believe she values them more.

-> however, this isn’t true - and she’s always calmed down by assurances of her mothers love for her.

-> she loves both her sisters, but I think she gets on with Bela slightly better than Cass. Her and Cass have a unique relationship, I don’t think they’ve always gotten along - but they love each other so much, any differences have only ever came because they’ve looked out for each other.

-> all three of them truly love each other, though. and they’re all insanely competitive.

-> over stupid things though. Like these three would be horrible to play a game of monopoly with.

-> whilst I don’t agree with the idea I’ve occasionally seen that Dani isn’t a danger (because… she literally did spend her section of the game trying to kill a man, just like the others) I do agree that she’s the most… civil, let’s say , with the maids

-> this isn’t to say I generally agree the other Dimitrescus spend their time just killing any and everybody, because I don’t - but this is me saying I think Daniela generally tries to somewhat get on with the help where she can. talking to them about books, the village, anything. it gives her company, which is something I think she values.

-> the most poetic person ever maybe. she spends so much time reading - both novels and poetry - it almost bleeds into how she speaks.

-> her favourite book is the secret garden - I just think it fascinates her, especially during the winter months where she can’t leave the Castle.

-> very sleepy girly, nothing usually too excessive, but she definitely gets her full eight hours every night, usually up to nine or ten - and on rare days she’s even been known to sleep fourteen hours.

-> god, I could go on forever. I just love her so much she deserves the world I’m so soft for her 🥹🥹 apologies for how incoherent this likely was, I just have so many thoughts on her and I sort of word vomited them lol

[dozing-marshmallow]

Do you have any more headcanons of Chris being a dad? This time raising his teenager who wants to get in the show despite reader's detest?

My motivation is back. 🙌 Apologises for putting these off for so long and thank you all so much for being so patient. I hope you’ve all had a wonderful start in the Spring Season and may you enjoy the read!💗

CHRIS MCLEAN AS A DAD HEADCANONS PART 2

Once a month, he and the child have this all nighter of ordering fast food and playing video games.

Chris is the type of dad to play games like Mortal Kombat, Call of Duty and GTA 5 with his teenager.

Obviously you don’t approve of it, but it’s better than her trying to persuade you into letting her on his show.

Like last time.

“Chris’ show?” you consciously blinked,“Why would you want to go on that show, sweetheart?”

“I have what it takes!” she gleefully replies, putting a proud hand on her chest,“And besides, if you’re comfortable with all the other kids my age going on, you should be fine with me, mom!”

You sighed. There would be so many complications that could wreck Total Drama if the host’s damn daughterjoined as a contestant,“But my dear... The whole point of the show is to win money! And mommy and daddy already-“

“I don’t care about the money!” she snapped in interruption, yet her tone remained in her own way benevolent,“Iwant to start drama. I’ve had plenty of experience in doing that!”

To your horror, Chris gave a grand laugh at that,“That’s my girl!” 

“Support me here! I’m not letting you feed into her delusion that she’ll actually be going on your show! This is horrible influence!“ you scolded Chris unimpressed with how okay he was with this idea, turning back to the daughter in question, with a dejected frown,“Darling, it’s a bad idea! Maybe another show daddy’s hosting, but notthis one. I don’t approve.” 

“Daaaaaad.” she whined, her begging eyes rolled onto him.

“I know, I know.” Your husband exhales a disappointing breath. And it’s not exactly like he can bring her on secret since it’s a reality show,“Just goes to show how mother doesn’t always know best.”

“You said something, Chris?” You said, removing the flip flop off your foot and gripping it in your hand.

He nervously smiles seeing you armed,“Naaaah. I-I said nothing.”

You humphed. Why can’t they both see that you were thinking of them long term?

Regardless, he goes all out on spoiling her, no thing is ever too expensive for his little girl.

Why wait for sixteen to throw her an expensive birthday party?

Albeit, it seems she’s taken after your morals as she also puts a lot of her allowance (Keep in mind, she gets the literal prize money amount every month) towards charities and many shelters.

Thank God for that.

If she ever brought a boyfriend home, Chris would plaster hospitality and bump a fist.

Though, he’ll do a lot of interrogating and enjoy the hell out of torturing the guy if he turns out to be even the slightest bit scumbag.

Rather than letting his fame decide, Chris actually asked her which type of school she wanted to go to.

“Public!” she chose quickly.

Chris raised an eyebrow. He had bet a yacht and two helicopters she’d pick private,“Why’s that?”

“Because I read in a book once that this girl went to a boarding school and her dad, who was paying the fees, died so she got abused by the people at the school, and I don’t want you to die.”

Chris’ eyebrows then came to the same level as he chuckled,“I’m a host, not a military captain for World War One, tiger,” but sure, whatever she wanted.

She never had any crying at the dinner table over maths homework nights with him.

For he was way too busy to not hire a tutor for her.

“Hi darling!” you kiss her cheek,“How was school today?”

“School was good-“ she’d catch sight of Chris entering the kitchen and before you knew it, she was sprinting to him.

“Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, I have new gossip to tell you!” she could hardly contain the excitement seeping on her face and tone.

He’d smirk and take a seat at his island counter, cup of coffee in hand,“I’m all ears!”

[moon-alight]

Hiii!! Could you write a fuma ff? something like is y/ns first time and he helps her with it? maybe first watching a video and than asking her if she wanna try it? She does agree but wants to touch him first ( smut )

No seriously, I love Fuma, he is so underrated. Thank you for requesting, I tried my best. :) I am a proper Fuma fangirl...

MINORS GET THE HELL OUT!! TW - NSFW

First Time - &team Fuma

Synopsis: You are ready to take the next step in your relationship with your boyfriend and ask him to guide you through it.

Warnings: fluffy smut, afab reader, mentions of watching porn (and reading it), handjob, oral (f receiving), fingering, protected sex, I guess that's it but if I forgot something let me know!

Word Count: 2230 (I went severely overboard)

Masterlist

You had told your boyfriend about your virginity the moment you started dating to make sure he would know. Of course, Fuma being Fuma, he was very nice about it and told you not to rush into anything.

But... after 7 long months, you've figured out how sexually frustrated someone can be. You tried to hide it, but it was no use and today you decided you are ready.

You find your boyfriend on the couch in the living room and sit down next to him. Fuma smiles, putting his arm around you as he continues watching the show playing on the TV. How are you going to bring this up?

You had rehearsed what you would say in front of the mirror all morning, so why couldn't you get it out now? Maybe it was the insecurity speaking, maybe it was the voice in your head...

"Are you okay, darling?" Fuma asks you, realizing you've been zoning out and snapping you back to reality.

"Yes." You say, nodding your head. Fuma squints his eyes at you, he knows you better than anyone, and his gut tells him you're not okay.

"You can talk to me, you know that, right?" Your fingers fiddle with the sleeves of your shirt, trying to get rid of the nervous feeling.

"I... I want to... you know." Now let me tell you, this boy is confused af.

"No, I don't know." Fuma replies honestly. "Could you be a bit more clear, maybe?" His sweet smile almost washes away all your insecurities, almost.

"Nevermind." You're about to stand up but Fuma pulls you back down, a sudden click in his mind told him exactly what you were trying to tell him. But he wouldn't help you unless you worded it to him.

"No, no. Whatever it is you want, tell me. I would never judge you." You look at him for a moment before breaking eye-contact and focusing on the floor.

"I'm ready and I want to..." You curse yourself for not being able to say it. Fuma places two fingers under your chin, lifting it up to make you look at him.

"To what?" Oh, he knows. You sigh, realizing that since he already knows, it couldn't be bad to just say it.

"To have sex... with you." Fuma smiles, kissing your lips gently.

"See, that wasn't so bad now, was it?" He asks, smirking. You never knew your boyfriend could be such a tease, but the nice feeling in your stomach told you that you liked it. "Do you have any idea what you like and don't like maybe?"

You think for a moment, sure you've read some things but you're unsure of whether you would like it if it happened to you. So, you shake your head before you remember the video you had seen on twitter the other day.

"Well, I uh... I saw this thing on twitter and... I don't know."

"Mind showing me, angel?" You don't know what you expected but that wasn't it. You nod, reaching for your phone and opening the app. You hadn't liked it and you also hadn't saved it anywhere so you spend a couple minutes searching but when you find it, you hand it over to Fuma.

His hand rubs up and down your thigh in a comforting way as he holds his phone with his other hand. Fuma raises his eyebrows, watching the video with slight confusion. He had expected you to show him something about the girl being pleasured or both at the same time but the video he is watching is a girl giving a handjob to a guy.

"You sure you want to try this, darling?" He asks, looking at you.

"Yes, I want to know how to make you feel good."

"Fuck." Fuma breathes out, pausing the video and placing the phone down on the coffee table. "I'm honoured, being the first one to feel those pretty lips of yours around them." It was like a light-switch. His tone, his voice, his teasing smirk. Who is this and where is your sweet and shy boyfriend? You don't mind, of course, this Fuma is hot as hell.

He guides you to sit on his lap and leans up to kiss you. This wasn't new, you had kissed hell... even made out a thousand times so you're used to this by now. He pulls away for a brief moment.

"You sure you want to try this now? I'm good with pleasuring you first--"

"No, I'm sure." You reply confidently, yet smiling at the sweetness of your boyfriend. Fuma smiles too, nodding.

"Alright. Don't worry, I'll guide you through it." You nod and before you know it, his lips are again on yours. His hand takes ahold of yours and guides it down over the obvious bulge in his pants. You experimentally give it a soft squeeze. Fuma gasps, pulling away from your lips at the small piece of friction.

Gosh. He's so damn pretty. You slowly start rubbing him over his pants, adding some pressure just as you had seen in the video. A small moan rolls from Fuma's lips, spurring you on only more.

"Fuck, angel, just like that." You've had enough waiting, wanting to know how he would feel on your tongue. Your hands move to his belt and undo it swiftly. Fuma smirks, watching you open the button. "A little impatient, are we?"

"I'm sorry--" You take your hands away, thinking that you might've upset him or gone too fast.

"No, no, darling." Fuma leans forward, grabbing your hands and returning them to the waistband on his jeans. "I was just teasing you, keep going." His mouth places butterfly kisses on your neck, before sucking on a sensitive spot. You whimper at the action, your hands pull out his cock from it's restraints.

He senses your hesitance and places his hand around yours on his length. He guides your hand up and down his shaft slowly, getting you used to the feeling.

"Add a bit more pressure, angel." When you do, Fuma moans, throwing his head back in pleasure. Your confidence grows with every sound coming from him. You lift you hand spitting onto it and returning to pumping his cock just like you had seen in the video. It takes everything in Fuma not to buck his hips up, his hands squeeze your thighs gently. "Fuck, how come you've never done this? You're doing so good."

The compliment boosts your ego, your fingers brushing over the head of his cock, Fuma takes in a breath, his hips involuntarily buck into your hand.

"Feels so good, gonna cum if you don't watch out." You can't believe you've got him this close, the only thing you want now is making him finish. To be able to see his face contract in pleasure all because of you. You start pumping him a bit faster and squeezing him a little harder. "Fuck, y/n--" He's cut off by his own orgasm, his warm cum spurts onto your hand. A long moan erupting from him. You stop your hand movements and bring your hand up to your mouth to taste him.

"That must be the hottest thing I have ever seen." Fuma breathes out, watching you lick your hand clean.

"Did I do good?" You ask, taking his hands and intertwining your fingers together.

"Good? Baby, you did amazing." You smile proudly. "I want to return the pleasure though, will you let me?" You nod, eager to know what he would do. Fuma, smiles, kissing your lips again. "You can stop me whenever you want, yeah?" You nod. "And tell me when you don't like something, not everyone likes everything. Got it?"

"Yep, got it." You assure him.

"Good girl." Oh, now that... that did something to you. Fuma smirks seeing your reaction to his words. Praise kink? Check. He lays you down on the couch, gets between your legs and hovers over you. "Hi." He says, looking down at you with a soft gaze. You giggle.

"Hi." You reply, reaching up and kissing him. your cute boyfriend is still there, even with all the teasing and the dirty words, he is still with you. Always checking in to see if you're okay. His hand strokes over your thigh, inching closer and closer to your clothed core. When his fingers finally make contact with your slit, you gasp into the kiss. The damp spot in your panties grows bigger and bigger the more Fuma teases you.

"So turned on by just hand-fucking me?" He asks, teasingly. "let's do something about this, shall we?" He pulls back, his fingers take the waistband of your panties, he looks down at you. "You sure you want this?"

"Yes, please." Your tone is almost desperate and turns Fuma on immensely. He gently tugs down your panties until they're off and throws the fabric to the floor. He spreads your legs, leaning closer until he's right in front of your aching pussy. His arms wrap around your legs, resting on your stomach.

"Just relax, baby. Let me take care of you." He says before licking through your slit. Your head falls back and a moan escapes your lips at the amazing feeling. Fuma's tongue kitten licks your clit, your hands tangling into his soft black hair.

"Fuck, Fuma!" He smirks against you, his lips closing around your clit and sucking harshly. You squirm at the feeling, Fuma's hands pushing down on your stomach to keep you down in place. His other hand comes down, he prods a finger at your entrance before sliding in. You arch your back at the feeling, your moans grow louder with the second as you tug his hair. A coil quickly forming in your stomach.

Fuma's teeth graze your clit, a jolt of electricity passes through your body, the feeling almost overwhelming. Fuma adds another finger, moving them in and out of you at a steady pace. He smiles against you, pleased with your reactions and your sounds.

"Fuck... Fuma! I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum on, angel. Let it go." He replies, before returning to suck on your clit and curling his fingers inside to hit that spot with ease. You cry out at the intense feeling as you cum around his fingers. He continues his assault on your pussy, helping you ride out your orgasm until your breathing calms down and he pulls away, licking the rest of your orgasm from his fingers. "You look so pretty, angel. So, so pretty."

"Fuma." You breathe out, wrapping your legs around him to keep him there. "Please fuck me." Fuma raises a brow, all the shyness and insecurity left you and is replaced with boldness.

"Are you sure?" You nod, trying to desperately pull him closer against you. He chuckles and reaches into the pocket of his jeans. He pulls out a condom and kicks the rest of his clothes off. He pulls you closer when he has the condom put around his cock and looks down at you. "You can stop me anytime."

"I know." You confirm, holding one hand out, Fuma places his tip at your entrance and holds your hand, intertwining your fingers before pushing inside slowly. Your head falls back, a hiss leaving your mouth at the unfamiliar feeling.

"Does it hurt, angel?" Fuma asks, feeling you squeeze his hand subconsciously.

"No, just feels weird."

"It'll be over soon, promise." His promise turned out to be true. When he is fully positioned inside of you, you're feeling much better. The uncomfortable feeling now replaced by pleasure and all you want is for him to move.

"Fuma, move please." He hovers over you again, kissing your lips as his hips begin moving at a slow but steady pace. His cock hits all the right places, grazing against your walls. You moan into his mouth, your eyes roll to the back of your head when he keeps hitting that spot deep within you. The slight overstimulation causing delicious pain but also makes your orgasm built just that much quicker.

"You feel so good, darling. So warm, so tight." He starts picking up the pace, both of you moan at the sensation.

"F-Fuma, so close." You moan out. He lets go of your hand and lowers it to your clit. The added pleasure of his fingers rubbing your clit and his hips slamming into yours brings you over the edge for the second time. Your back arches into him and your walls pulsate around his cock. He hides his face in the crook of your neck before his hips stop and his cum fills the inside of the condom.

He lays on top of you but makes sure you're not completely squeezed under his body weight. Both of you breathe heavily. You start playing with Fuma's sweaty hair, a tired smile on your lips.

"I love you, angel." You hear Fuma whisper before he carefully pulls out of you. You whimper a little at the overstimulation but calm down when his thumb rubs small figures on your thigh.

"I love you, Fu." Your boyfriend leans over and places a kiss to your cheek.

"How about a bubble bath?"

"Sounds good to me." You agree, letting Fuma help you up and carry you to the bathroom even if you insisted you could walk.

[yourimagines]

Y/n thinking Nick or Sean is cheating on her she just kinda gets really depressed until ask what's wrong and then they talk about it

Sorry it took me so long, I hope it was the worth the wait

Mistakes

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Angst, Anger, Depression and a little bit of fluff

Y/N POV

Sean was away for this weekend to promote some festival about motorcycles and guns, leaving me alone in our house. I didn’t mind as I didn’t really like that type of things but it did make me feel a bit unwanted as he invited Nina again. I’m not stupid a d I know what people say on the internet, commenting on their posts about they are secretly fucking each other. Normally I would laugh about it and brush it off but since last week I’m not so sure anymore. They are very touchy with each other and I don’t know, the way she acts makes me wonder what if she likes him more than just a friend.

I haven’t heard anything yet from Sean, I already texted him but he hasn’t even read it. ‘What if he doesn’t like me anymore….nina is a beautiful woman tho.’ I sighed and rubbed my eyes. “Stop, he’s not that good with electronics, he’s fine.” I said to myself and tried to keep those thoughts out of my mind, distracting myself with some music.

Two days and still nothing and now I know he’s cheating on me. Nina posted a video of them, looking all cosy and happy at the festival. She was wearing his jacket as he was showing off some new guns. “I’m so stupid.” The comments on that post really broke me. Making me feeling stupid for ever trusting this guy.

I was laying in bed as I heard the front door open. The cheater is back. “Sweetheart? Where are you.” His voice echoed through our house. I stayed silent, feeling nothing but emptiness. His heavy footsteps were heard as he walked upstairs. “Baby?” He slowly pushed the door open and smiled as he saw me. “There you are, are you okay baby?” He walked over and placed a kiss on my head. “I brought you something.” He started to unpack his bags, searching through his junk as he pulled out a stupid gun. “For you, it’s pink.” I took it and looked at it. ‘I fucking hate pink guns….’

Sean POV

She didn’t look happy, her whole attitude wasn’t her. “You’re not happy?” She shrugged her shoulders and lay the gun down on the table. “Thank you Sean.” She slowly walked away from me, heading upstairs while leaving the gun on the table. ‘Something isn’t right.’ I grabbed the gun and tucked away, just for safety reasons. I grabbed my bags and went upstairs to clean up my stuff.

I thought she was tired when I got home from a weekend away but I was wrong. She’s been like this for two weeks now and I’m getting worried about her. She’s not enjoying life anymore, she’s depressed. “Sweetheart?” I said gently when I entered our bedroom. She was lying in bed, looking at the ceiling. “Do you want to get some ice cream?” She stayed quiet, not giving me a glimpse. “What’s going on in your pretty little head right now.” I walked over to her side. “Tell me baby, what’s wrong.” She shrugged her shoulders and turned her back to me. I sighed and rubbed my face. “I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me.” I carefully sat down on the bed, looking at her back. “You know you can say anything you want to say to me.”

Y/n POV

I wasn’t in the mood to talk at all but something made me emotional. Maybe it was the sweet voice of him, trying to make me feel better or the thoughts of him cheating and lying to me. “Please don’t ignore me, tell me what I did wrong.” His large hand gently touched my shoulder. “Darling? I’m sorry if I made you upset but please tell me why…” he slowly got in bed and moved close to me, tracing his fingers softly over my back. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep as I haven’t slept good in a while.

I woke up and felt Sean was still there. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close to his chest. “Sean?” My voice sounded a bit raspy and tired. “Yes darling?” He whispered against my shoulder as he left a small kiss on my skin. “Are you cheating on me with Nina?” I felt him moving behind me and gently turned me around to face him. His hands were on my shoulders as he looked at me. “Is that what’s been bothering you? Are you serious?” He was a bit angry and confused. I slowly nodded, afraid of his answer. “Fuck…” he rubbed his head and shook his head. I wasn’t aware that I was crying till he wiped softly my tears away that were falling down my cheeks.

Sean POV

I was angry, angry at myself, at the media and at the whole fucking world. She was heartbroken, thinking I’m cheating on her. Tears were falling down her beautiful face, her lip was shivering and she was avoiding eye contact with me. “Darling.” My hands cupped her face, holding her softly as both of my thumbs caressed her skin. “I’m not cheating on you.” She looked at my hands, sniffing softly as I tried to say the words I wanted to say. “I’m not good at this soft loving shit, but darling you are everything to me. I love you and only you.” She looks up, tears still falling down her face. “Really?” I nodded and touched my nose against her. “Really.” A tiny smile appeared on her lips. “I’m sorry.” I gently shook my head and pulled her close against my chest. “No, I’m sorry that I made you think that I was cheating on you.” Her smaller hands moved to my chest, to feel my warmer skin. “I love you Sean.” “I love you too baby.”

[bowerzinsides]

VIDEO CLIP‼️ + THEORY‼️

Of coooourse‼️ I’m no gossip~!😋💕💅‼️

FRANK IS SO DAMN FRUITY. I LOVE HIM. A LITTLE TOO MUCH

oh yeah btw, Every bug you click on at the website, all those videos are in Wally’s perspective. He’s always there, but his name is never mentioned until the end of the video. It is distorted and lowered because of course they don’t want you to find out. Under these videos are subtitles

All videos say Wally’s name at the end. Which shows that everyone knows Wally is there, they just don’t say his name and usually refer to themselves, someone else (if they’re there) and Wally in a pronouns sense instead of names (if Wally was ever hinted to be there. They’ll say each other’s names, just not Wally’s)

Here are some subtitles

FRANK: …So they just won’t leave my tomatoes alone- And who am I to shoo them away? Isn’t a beetle just as permitted to partake of my plants as I am, Julie?

JULIE: Posilutely absotively, Frank!

FRANK: But I’ve taken such good care of them- I read to them every day, I water them the perfect amount-

JULIE: [She playfully accentuates his words, trying to mimic his annoyed tone] Oh you do! You pour a whole book on them and read them a water on their little heads and everything!

FRANK: [Exasperated] Julie! I’m serious!

JULIE: [Laughs] Oh, I’m sorry, Frank, I’m only teasing- You know, if this is bothering you so much, you should have a little sign just for those bugs! It can say, [Said with a lower pitched voice] ‘Terrific Tomatoes! Look but don’t touch!’

FRANK: [Sound of amusement.] What makes you think they’re going to be able to read all that?

JULIE: Well they’ve got big beautiful eyes, don’t they? Like big ol’... Saucer plates!

FRANK: Oh Julie! Don’t be so rude! You wouldn’t like it if they said that about you!

JULIE: Said what about me? How lovely my hair is? That I put just the right amount of polish on my horns?

FRANK: No, more like, ‘that Julie Joyful with her nose like an orange!’

JULIE: Oh? [Laughs] If they said that, they’d also probably say, ‘Oh! That Frank Frankly with that banana on his face!’

FRANK: Banana?! [Laughs] Well if they’re going to be so rude in my garden, maybe it’s best they don’t get to partake of any more tomatoes then!

JULIE: That’s right! [Thoughtful hum] Well… How are we going to keep them out? Maybe Howdy’s got something in his shop!

FRANK: Howdy is more inclined to sell us canned laughter than he is to sell us something actually useful! Besides… I don’t think he liked my rendition of A Flea and a Fly.

JULIE: Oh don’t you fret! I’m sure we can come up with a wonderful joke between the three of us! Isn’t that right, Wally?

………..

POPPY: --pleased as poppyseed punch you asked me to make this cake for you, really, I-I-I-- well-- it’s such an honor!

SALLY: Oh, I’m sure it is, darling! Now, let’s get down to brass tacks.

POPPY: Oh, ah, well, I don’t think I have any of those - I don’t like to keep anything too sharp around here, you know–

SALLY: Details, Poppy dear, details.

POPPY: Ah! Of course. Of course! N-now then, what do you think you’d like?

SALLY: What would I like? Poppy, this is going to be on stage. It’s hardly a like, it’s a need. And it NEEDS to be BIG! BOLD!!

POPPY: Ah, b-big, big, yes… maybe, three tiers, then?

SALLY: Only three? Hah!! Dream bigger, Poppy!!

POPPY: O-o-oh, ah, um-- y-yes, yes, suppose it is a big neighborhood, better to play it safe-- [little chuckle] and you, ah, you do know I love to play it safe, dear!

SALLY: Ah, ah, ah, but not too safe! After all, this needs to be a showstopper! It needs to have beauty! Pizzazz! DANGER!

POPPY: D-danger? Oh, oh, oh my feathers, I don’t know how I feel about making a dangerous cake…

SALLY: Ahh, tut-tut-tut, my feathered friend! You’ll do great, I’m certain of it. There’s no one else in the neighborhood I would trust with this! [under breath] And not just because you’re the only one here who can make something that doesn’t come out of a gelatin mold.

POPPY: Oh-!! A-a-ah, well, goodness me-- you’re going to make me blush!

SALLY: [Satisfied chuckle] So! I take it you have everything you need?

POPPY: Oh-- um-- w-well, er, not quite-- see, when I asked what you’d like, I thought, maybe, you would have a flavor in mind…?

SALLY: A what?

POPPY: W-well, a flavor. You know, ah, we could do chocolate, or vanilla, or sprinkles, buttercream, butterbell, butterscotch…

SALLY: Oh. Hm. To be honest with you, I didn’t think that far.

POPPY: …you didn’t think about the flavor?

SALLY: [Lightly defensive] Well the audience can’t taste it from their seats, now can they?? Ohh. What do you think, Wally?

[wishyouloveme]

Never knew footsies could turn into this...18+

Part 1/2

Warnings: fluffyness, feet, pov change, sadness

A/n: hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't been really writing much,I'm tired and got some stuff going on with my boyfriend. I write the warnings before I write the story, so if there's any other warnings message me and I'll add them!

Requested (y/n):yup HEY DOLLY BELL!!! Can you do another swaggersouls x female reader?

Where they're on the misfits podcast and swagger keeps flirting with her and he keeps rubbing his foot against her ankle. After the podcast he fallows her outside and you can take it from there.

Smut pls 🥺🙏

You were halfway through the podcast, talking about questions that the fans had asked.

"Are y/n and Swaggers dating?" Fitz read out the next question, and everyone 'oood'. You rolled your eyes gently but looked down as you felt something against you ankle.

It was Swaggers,well more so Swaggers foot, and you looked up,stifling a laugh because you were ticklish.

"As we have said in old episodes,and in youtube videos with Smi7y, we are not dating" You said into the mic,and then backed up as your foot twitches,and you pull away your ankle gently.

"How many episodes have me made of the misfits?" The next questions rang through.

"Over 100" someone answered,their voice kind of drowning out as you kind of zoned out,your eyes blurring over.

You snapped out of it when you felt a gently rubbing on your ankle,and you smiled slightly,knowing who it was so you looked over,smiling softly at Eric who smiled back, mouthing

"Are you ok?" To which you nodded, and went on with the podcast.

After you were done about an hour later, you started to grab your stuff.

"Hey, are you okay?" Toby asks you,coming up behind you.

You jumped slightly,not used to being talked to,and you turn around,raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah,no im fine. Just kinda jumpy and zoned today" you replied,lying easily, right through your teeth.

Toby nods and walks away,and you sigh,relaxing again, turning around and going towards the door,cracking your neck.

Pov change

Eric saw you talking to Toby, how you immediately stiffened up, and how you lied so easily, how you only relaxed after Toby left.

He knew immediately something was wrong,he didn't know what it was, but he knew something was wrong.

He watched you walk out of the building,cracking your neck, and he followed you.

Not in the creepy way,no, in the 'I'm worried, so I'm gonna follow and make sure she gets home okay'.

Pov change (again)

You opened the door to your house,throwing your bag on the couch as you sighed, the tears starting to flow as you go and curl up on your couch.

"You okay?" You jumped up immediately,grabbing the bat you keep near your couch as defense.

"Eric" you whispered,putting the bat down but not relaxing, you couldn't relax, and you quickly wipe the tears that were on your face.

They weren't falling anymore, but they were still on your face. He noticed that ,and comes over,grabbing you and pulling you into a hug.

"It will all be okay, trust me" Eric whispers to you,and you just melt into his arms,everything piling up and suddenly bursting out as you started crying,getting the front of his shirt wet.

A few hours later you were curled up in you bed,laying on his chest as you two relax, sniffling gently as you curl more into him,closing your eyes.

"I told you it'll be okay. Darling I love you,it'll be okay" he whispers,to which you smile and look up at him

"I love you too. Although it was really creepy the way you just showed up in my house, " you retell,raising an eyebrow

"Yeah...sorry about that" he laughs softly,to which you nod

"Nah it's fine,just maybe don't do that again. I almost hit you with a bat"

THE END 💗 REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN. REBLOGS ARE OPEN

[thefoxtrot008]

The Readers Blog

Here is part 4 of the dialogue prompts! Just had a bit of inspiration for a new story, so there are a LOT OF THEM. Enjoy! :)

"So, who do we have then, if they're dead?"

"I've heard that expression before."

"Is that a threat?"

"These concerned parties need to have themselves heard otherwise I can't give you clearance."

"How uncomfortable are we talking?"

"He's a nice kid, love. Not too bright though."

"It was easy. Almost too easy."

"I'm a very busy woman. Okay? Next time, make an appointment."

"Get straight to the point detective."

"This is quite an establishment that you've got going here."

"Well, we both know that's bullshit."

"Give me one good reason as to why I should do that."

"You should let them go because it's the right thing to do, but I doubt that means anything to you."

"And that's how you did it."

"You come into my facility, you lie to me, you make threats and you low ball me? Please, I've got better things to do than to waste my time with you. Get out. Get out now!"

"You don't get it do you?"

"How could we have messed this up this badly?"

"Do I look like a person that would do that sort of thing?"

"We got away with it!"

"They don't have any evidence? No fingerprints? Nothing?"

"We don't even know why they were attacked."

"And no one is asking that question!"

"I mean, I'm being framed here, but it's not like anyone cares."

"And yet, I'm not allowed to see my client."

"This is a wrong accusation."

"You have a witness?" "I do."

"Did you see that video?"

"And there's always that one family member that shows up late for everything."

"Not to worry. I have a backup plan."

"I'm going to keep asking, until you give me a good answer."

"It's because it seems like this whole universe is against me!"

"You ain't even from here are you?" "All you've done is lie to these good people."

"You can't tell me who I can and can't sleep with. You are not my mother!" "I might as well be."

"We're not taking any visitors at the moment."

"Let me see what I can do. The full works. Make some phone calls, talk to people. You know, stuff that you don't do."

"I saved your skin here, let's not forget."

"You know, maybe we should run. Pack up our things and go."

"It's not against you or anything."

"It was too late. They had gotten to me first after you left."

"Now, they're after me. Not you darling."

"I'll go!" (everyone: "NO!")

"Oh, I'm not ignoring what happened between us earlier. I'm using it to my advantage here."

"You do understand that if they catch you, they will kill you."

"I'll be down the hall if you need anything."

"You won't do any of that."

"Go after her. GO!"

"I hate seeing you like this... so, we're going to do you a solid mate."

"Those traitors! I'll get you back for this!"

"You still remember how I take my tea?" "Of course, I do. It's you."

"Why'd you disappear on me, all of those years ago?" "It's not that simple. If it's any consolation, it didn't have anything to do with you." "That makes me feel loads better. But it's still not an explanation!"

"This calls for a celebration!"

"It'll be an in and out job, love. I'll be back before you know it."

"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe she doesn't want to be found?"

"It's none of your business!"

"Oh shit, I grabbed the wrong one." "It better be a damn good funeral."

"I am... a freaking genius! LETS GO!!!"

"What kind of organization are you running here?!"

"I am asking you, because I know that you can handle it."

"I want to read the card."

"You didn't have to make a big deal out of it."

"Give me the keys, I'm leaving."

"You know what?! Maybe I should take the transfer!"

"Can I say something?!" "NO!!"

"Waste of time, huh? Guess who got these documents, from him? Oh, wait. It was me. All me! You're freaking welcome."

"Cancel everything! I have an important announcement to make!"

"I want to do it on my terms." "I was thinking about this earlier."

"We're considering all options." "Like what? Like handing over the kid?" "I told you. We're considering every avenue."

"This is where it all starts." "I haven't told them yet."

"We did give you a bit of a warning."

"You knew?! All of you knew? How come she didn't tell me about it?!"

"Because we'd knew you'd react like this, that's why!" "Fine then. Let's go the extra mile, shall we? I forbid you from seeing him!" "You can't do that!" "I believe I just did!"

"Don't you have anything to say about this?" "I think he's got a point."

"Oh, sure! Way to side with him."

"I should be able to make that decision, I'm older than you!" "Not by much though."

"I can have it reversed if I need to."

"And that's a major if okay? All of this isn't going to be enough. We need hard evidence! Not something that you stole!"

"Way to piss her off man."

"You really have to tell that story again?"

"That was so rude of me. I do apologize."

"She's listening to that song again! It's been nonstop for hours! Make it stop!" "Go talk to her!" "What do you expect me to say, huh?"

"I think you're making too much of this. You do have a tendency to overthink." "I do not. Okay, fine, maybe I do."

"Hopefully it gets a little bit better for you."

"I know. I'm just teasing." "Welcome to my world."

"Yea, but I didn't want to see that." "He didn't seem to have a problem with it."

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And... that's a wrap! :) For now at least!

[epic-arc]

Spider Knight 4: The Hunter's Call

4 men were in a jeep walking in the forests of mistral hunting a Beringel that would be causing terror in the villages furthest from the capital and until the 4 stopped and saw the grimm near a tree looking around him without noticing in the jeep and the men were pulling their rifles but kraven extends his hand motioning his men to lower their weapons and they would look at kraven confused.

Guy 1: Mister Kravinoff the beast didn't notice us we can attack it now.

Kraven: I promised myself that I will test this prey's strength against me and if I win I will bring its skull to that village we are helping.

Guy 2: So let me get your spear for you sir kravinoff.

Kraven is taking off his shirt and leaving only his muscular chest on display and would look and speak in a mocking tone to the person who would be holding the spear of Kraven.

Kraven: Please, Sergei Kravinoff doesn't need weapons to deal with prey like that.

The Beringel notices kraven and would let out a roar that would make kraven get a smile on his face and go up to the grimm that the creature would do the same and the two would measure strength and kraven looked at the grimm's face with a big smile on his face and he would trip the grimm making him fall and then he would mount on his back and put his arms around the creature's neck.

Kraven: fight my friend fight for your life and for the opportunity to kill me!

The grimm was scratching and punching kraven's arm to try to get out of his sleeper hold but he couldn't and kraven seeing that the grimm was starting to faint he would use his semblance and break the grimm's neck letting him go and making his body fall to the ground and kraven whistles causing one of the people who were with him to bring his spear and he would cut off the beringel head and hold its skull in his hands with a smile on his face. A woman riding a white horse would approach the boys and kraven would see this and go to the woman and she would get off the horse and hug and kiss kraven's face and leave one of her hands on his face and she would have a big smile in the face.

Calypso: Sergei my love you were magnificent as always fighting that poor grimm~

Kraven: Don't spoil me darling it was just like it always is too easy~

Calypso heard that and would pat Kraven's face lightly and go to a backpack that the horse was holding and opened it showing him an envelope that contained photos and a scroll with a video and these photos would be of spider knight and he would look at that all with a lot of interest.

Kraven: Such agility and strength! this prey is perfect to be hunted by me!

Kraven would pull calypso into a hug and hold her waist and place a finger on her chin and look at her smiling.

Kraven: We will fly to the vale to hunt this spider.

Jaune would be in mister oobleck's classroom and he would look to his right and see Ruby ​​sleeping, Weiss paying attention in class, Blake reading and Yang playing with a pencil and on his left he saw nora drawing something, Pyrrha reading a book about various types of combat and ren was reading a cookbook and jaune just sighed watching the class until ozpin arrived and would call everyone's attention and they would look at ozpin curious and confused.

Ozpin: Class I came here to say that I am proud of you succeeding in your missions but remember be careful because the life of a hunter is dangerous and full of risks and I gained information that maybe people from other kingdoms could be entering our kingdom in a illegal way for cause some disagree here in the kingdom so be careful who you go knows.

Team rwby and jnpr were eating and talking in beacon's cafeteria and jaune would pull his scroll and open the news channel and in the news it would show kraven and his wife calypso getting off a plane and in the news description it said ''Great hunter kraven appears in valley on important mission'' Jaune reading this would poke pyrrha's shoulder who would look at him with a curious expression on his face.

Jaune: Hey pyrrha do you know who this kraven the hunter is?

Pyrrha: Ah well he is one of the best known hunters in the world he likes to hunt grimms for sport and is always looking for the perfect hunt.

Jaune: So what are you saying he's a hunter but he's not from any academy like us?

Pyrrha: Correct but on the bright side when he is hunted he helps some villages that are having grimm problems.

Blake overheard some of the conversation and would come in and pyrrha and jaune look at blake curiously.

Blake: Well he has a slight problem with faunus also he believes that faunus are just animals that managed to control their animalistic side and he is one of the biggest targets of the white fang when it was just an organization to unite humans and faunus..

Jaune: Well I guess he must have come here to town to hunt some important grimm or something.

The teams were talking about kraven and why he came to the valley. Kraven was sitting in a limousine looking at the pictures of spider knight and he would take the scroll inside the envelope and turn it on and inside the scroll gallery there was a video and he would watch it.

???: Hello kraven the hunter I'm contacting your services to take care of a problem I'm having with an insect and if it's not eliminated it might end up disturbing my services in the future do you think you're up with the service?

That female voice would finish speaking and the video would turn off and kraven would look at the scroll with an expression of disgust and a little anger as he was sharpening some daggers for his fight against the knight. Spider knight would be swinging through the buildings and he was thinking about the conversation he had had with his friends and he leaned on the billboard and looked at the city.

Spider Knight (Mind): It's nice that nora knows my secret identity but should the rest of the team know I trust ren and pyrrha but could I end up putting them in danger?

Jaune just jumped off the billboard and was swinging but his spider sense warns him that there was some danger nearby and he would look to his right seeing three daggers coming towards him so he dodged carefully and fell on top of a roof and kraven was in above the water tank looking at spider knight with a big smile on his face.

Kraven: So much agility and grace you really are the perfect prey aren't you spider knight?

Spider Knight: Hey thanks for the compliments but we're not in spider hunting season ok and where are you from ?!

Kraven: Mother altas and with the style of mother vacuo!

Spider Knight: Two moms and still an ill-behaved.

Kraven pulled two machetes from his back and went up to spider knight who was dodging kraven's attacks and in the last attack kraven moved away and threw the two machates in the direction of spider knight he dodged and stuck them against the wall with the web but without noticing kraven holding him and the two jump off the building together and kraven holding him with a smile on his face while spider knight launches his web to another building.

Kraven: Let's test if you spider can escape Kravinoff's grip!

Spider Knight: Ok man i need my personal space now!

Spider knight would throw himself against a wall making kraven loose and he would fall but before spider knight trapped him in a web net and kraven would analyze the situation with an expression of happiness and animation on his face.

Kraven: Impressive a prey never managed to escape the grip of Kravinoff...

Spider Knight: hey man i think you need to wear glasses i'm not a beast like a beowolf or something i'm just a knight with spider powers.

Kraven freed himself from the webs and fell onto another roof and spider knight followed along and the two were facing each other preparing for the next movement of the other until kraven threw a bomerang on spider knight who dodged the round trip but was caught by two bola. Spider knight was trying to escape the chains but Kraven holds him and jumps from the building throwing him on top of an empty taxi breaking him and triggering the alarm and several people stop what they were doing and look at the situation.

Spider Knight: H-hey congratulations you g-got an audience now what are you going to do...?

Kraven: I'm going to show everyone in this city that I kraven am the greatest hunter in all remmant!

Spider Knight (Mind): While he's bragging I'm going to see if the update Nora gave me the idea of ​​doing works..

Spider knight pressed a button on his glove and the blade of a sword came out of his gauntlet and he freed himself and as he jumped he kicked Kraven throwing him against the load of a truck and he would look at spider knight with a big smile on his face.

Kraven: That and the heat of the hunt I was looking for you really are a perfect opponent!

Kraven would pull his spear and try to hit spider knight but he would dodge and defend with his sword until kraven would kick spider knight throwing him back and throw his spear towards spider knight but they would dodge but the spear would end up going in the direction of a child who was holding his mother's hand and then spider knight used his webs and saved the child from the spear and people seeing this started booing kraven who ignored it and went up to spider knight holding the spear. Spider knight defended himself from kraven using the spear and would launch the spear against kraven that would hit him piercing his coat trapping him against a building and he was going to pull the spear but jaune stuck him against the wall with several webs and the police arrived on time with handcuffs and captain yuri approaching spider knight.

Yuriko Watanabe: Thanks for the help spider knight but I think you should follow me beacause is about our latest investigation.

Spider knight and yuri left the place while kraven was arrested and yuri took him to the police station to the evidence room and showed a table that had the equipment and evidence of who might be behind the creation of these villains and the attacks in the city.

Yuriko Watanabe: My sources told me that the weapons that are sold to these ''villains'' are made at altas but they still don't know who the creator is or the factory that builds them.

Spider Knight: Well any connection to jacques schnee ?

Yuriko Watanabe: Well the latest news he has been acting very strangely denying any allegations involving the manufacture of weapons but you can see if you analyze his interview a tone of lie but not that it is proof enough that it is him.

Spider Knight: This is already a very good way to go! Great job captain yuri.

Spider Knight would give yuri a high five sign but she just ignored it and time would pass and jaune would enter his dorm his teammates all sleeping so he discreetly enters the bathroom and changes clothes and lays on his bed but he would look at the ceiling thoughtful.

-Post Credit-

The van that would be carrying kraven inside would be stopped in the middle of the road and you would hear the fights until the back doors open showing Roman, Neo, Mercury, Emerald, Cinder.

Kraven: who you guys are..?

Cinder: Shut up and just listen!

Cinder would take her scroll and it would be a video of the mystery girl voice and cinder would press a button and the video would start playing.

???: I see you failed and you didn't live up to my part of the deal I'll be giving you another chance but if you fail again I promise you the prey of the situation will be you and I the predator.

( @howlingday here the new chap)

[mothdruid]

Hi, babe 💌 You know what's been plaguing my mind for a while now?? rockstar AU tgm

Not necessarily rockstars, but like, what/how they would be as artists... ok hear me out KWJDKDKDK

I'm 100% sure rooster would be something like The Weeknd, bringing 80s tunes back and being super popular. He would know how to play a bunch of instruments and produce music, all thanks to his late rockstar father Goose, an absolute icon of the 80s that teached him everything he knows. (Goose would probably be part of a famous rock band with mav and ice hehe)

And hangman would be a country music star. There's no room for argument on this one lmao he'd have the most cocky annoying speeches on award shows and he'd constantly appear on those tacky gossip pages all over instagram/tiktok/twitter, showing up drunk to important events and allegedly hooking up with his fans but also being Texas' darling so he'd never flop or do any wrong on the eyes of his hardcore fans KSMSKSJDKS would definitely sneak the most foul double entendre spicy lyrics in his songs tbh...

I see bob as someone that would do music like Mac Demarco, Cults, TV Girl or Thee Sacred Souls. Something more romantic, calm and a bit of jazz influence maybe...? Songs you would listen to while reading a book or looking out a window while driving in the rain

I think payback would have some jazz influence too, like Nat King Cole or either something like New Order. Or even classic rock perhaps?? If not, I think he'd be a well-known producer like Jack Antonoff (taylor swift's producer) or Dr. Dre depending on his style

I can definitely see Phoenix as a rockstar girlie. Like Soho Dolls or Le Tigre typa beat. Or like Vic DeAngelis from Maneskin. OR OR she would sing the type of songs Mitski and Phoebe Bridges put out. She'd be so iconic plsss like when Hayley Kiyoko's fans call her lesbian jesus. Yes. Exactly.

Idk why but I think fanboy would probably be like a mixture of Steve Lacy and Kali Uchis. He'd slip spanish in his songs like kali and it would be a success I KNOW IT I feel in my bones. I bet he would serve LOOKS at the red carpet too and he'd be friends with so many artists

Coyote looks like he could pull off some mean R&B hits or even something like Tyler, The Creator. He'd have some incredible live performances and his fans would be so chill. He'd probably be the Mr. Worldwide of this generation and have a bunch of awesome collabs with a lot of artists, including his bff Jake hehe

And if they were a band??? I think bob would be a bassist and write their songs, rooster would be lead guitarist and vocalist, nat would sing too, javy would be the drummer and I haven't thought of other roles for the rest, I think I used all my brain juice on this one lmao

lmk your thoughts on this bc I can't stop thinking about it, it's such a cool concept 😩

ahhhh!!! i love love love this!! (i'm so sorry about getting to this so late)

i agree that Bradley's dad taught him everything he knows and also was famous in the 80s. i definitely know that he would make sadboy music, like the weeknd and joji. he would have some of the most beautiful music videos. i'm thinking of videos like Starboy by the weeknd and Tick Tock by joji.

and hangman? 100% correct. i think a lot of his music calls back to country music of the 90s though, a time he was nostalgic for and what influenced him to become an artist.

when i think of bob as an artist, rex orange county and mac demarco are definitely the first artists that come to mind. i think also someone like dayglow. but i also have thought that maybe he would be like marc rebilet. i could also see him as someone like tame impala.

i agree with payback being more of a producer who has made some music. i think it'd be music similar to what kendrick lamar has made. extremely impactful music. maybe something like denzel curry too. i just think his music would be very impactful. (ps. i love jack antonoff and have met him)

SZA is who comes to mind when i think of what artist natasha would be. so similar to the mitsuki and phoebe vibe. but the song Kill Bill by SZA screams nat to me. but also Silk Chiffon by MUNA also gives me nat vibes. (the versatility of woman)

i also 100% agree with your mickey analysis. i could also see him doing rap though. rich brian is who comes to mind if mickey rapped.

javy? i think javy would be closer to drake than tyler, sonically. maybe like pharrell (but his rap stuff)?? but if we are thinking out there bands, the flatbush zombies would be up that alley too. but i think that drake or maybe travis scott are the artists i think javy would be like.

[lynnbeth5172]

Wake ‘em up and keep them perfect

Small Drabble for @fatherforgivethem board for haunting of hill house.

Made a small board myself though it isn’t that good.

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The strange dreams were back again, this time of Aegon. He was playing with his video games and she was watching with a small book in hand, an odd feeling came over her and when she looked up from her book. Her son was on the floor, a bottle of pills next to him and his skin a ghostly white.

Alicent opened her eyes immediately and shivered, from both the cold and the dark dream she had. She reminded herself that her son was okay, Aegon was in bed.

To reassure herself, she got out of the bed and. As quiet as a mime, made it to her eldest children’s rooms.

She moved closer to the bed to look at her oldest son, Aegon had looked more like their father than she’d imagine. His sharp features were the exact opposite of what his sister had.

“They’re the elephants eyebrows those two.” Alicent quickly turned around to see where the voice came from, she saw a woman near Helaena’s desk and chair. She looked as if she were from the 30s, with her lips a shade of plum and her hair neatly done up. Her dress was a light shade of red.

She looked beautiful.

The woman turned to leave and looked at Alicent, as if expecting her to come.

“Well come on, don’t be scared.” A smile grace the woman’s face as she said that.

“Who…who are you?” Alicent took a hesitant step near her, is this another dream? Was she still asleep?

The woman stopped when she was near the hallway, she turned to her and let out a small chuckle.

“Nyra…you can call me Nyra.” Nyra moved closer and took Alicent’s arm in hers, walking her to Ali’s small reading room.

“I do quite adore what you did to the place,” Nyra let go of her arm to gracefully move to pick up a book.

“It use to be my dressing room, then of course when I had Joff it was his little nursery room. Luke and Jace shared a room.” Ali was still confused, she had to still be dreaming…or maybe she was losing her mind.

“I’m…I’m dreaming, aren’t I?”

“Course you are.” Nyra glanced up from the book that Aemond had read not too long ago.

“I’m a dream, and so are you and so are we,” she must’ve seen Alicent’s confused face as she then let out a laugh and moved closer. Taking Ali’s face.

“I know you’re confused…Ali darling.” She tapped her cheek with her thumb and pulled away before Alicent could process what she did.

“Don’t worry, you’re not as confused or stupid as the girl’s Daemon used to bring home.” Nyra’s smile had faded and a small bit of rage showed on her face before returning to normal.

Nyra sat down and beckoned Alicent to do the same.

Alicent was quiet for a moment before Nyra spoke again.

“Do forgive me for saying but you look just a fright, as if you’ve seen a ghost…you wanna talk about it?” Ali looked up to see Nyra’s concerned face, although it didn’t look quite concerned as it did appear more curious.

“I…I don’t think I do.” She looked back down in her lap.

“It’s your dream, darling.” She then tilted her head to where the library shelf was, Alicent followed her gaze.

Nyra got up and walked to the shelf, she looked as if surprised or remembering something.

“I…Joffrey’s crib was right here, I think…painted little trees on it. Green trees, so he could sleep and dream of the forest.” A nostalgic smile graced the woman’s face, as if remembering the happy memory.

“When he grew he didn’t need it anymore and it just broke me,”

A small feeling of pity filled Alicent as she felt the same way when Daeron was old enough to walk or when Aemond was too big for the crib.

“You try and try to keep them safe, all that someone can do really…but you can’t keep them safe forever.” She sat in front of where Alicent sat and put her hands on the chair’s armrest.

“Sad feeling, losing a child or watching them grow up.” She sighed and touched Ali’s cheek.

“You’d think there’s a feeling worse than that?”

Alicent responded immediately.

“No…I don’t think there ever could be,” then she took in a breath as she remembered the stormy night that Helaena got lost.

“I had the worst dream not too long ago…I lost my sweet girl during the storm, one moment she was there then the next gone.” She swallowed as she tried to forget the fear that clogged her throat when she desperately looked around.

“I had a dream like that…I lost my oldest boy, I dreamed that I was in the woods and I heard a choking noise…I remember I went near mad trying to find the noise but then I did. It was my eldest boy, Jacaerys. He kept gasping for air as if he was dying and when I looked closer I saw a noose around his neck.” She got up again to where the crib was.

“Oh and sweet Luke was there too, he was so small when he was in the tree. Looked as if he were a tiny baby bird looking for its mama…he jumped; I remember still the blood, it oozed out often his head as if it were simply overflowing water and not my little boy’s blood.” Her mouth widened in horror and she looked as if she were going to scream, then before Nyra could scream. Alicent always hated screams, her old boyfriend used to do that a lot. By habit she lifted her fingers to cover her ears, but the scream didn’t come. In fact the only thing she heard Nyra produce was a laugh.

“But that was just a dream, just a bad dream.” She went to where Ali sat and offered her hand to lift her out of the seat. Alicent’s nightdress flowed slightly as she got up to face Nyra.

“The worst dream, a screaming meemie. But then I woke up, and they were safe in their beds.” She turned around to where Nyra stared at and a smile came to Alicent’s face.

They were in Aemond and Daeron’s shared room, Daeron’s poster of horses was above his bed and he held a stuffed animal horse as he slept.

Alicent walked to where Aemond was, his face scrunched up as he moved in his sleep. He was perfect. Daeron was perfect.

“They’re lovely, aren’t they?” Nyra hummed and moved to where Daeron was, moving in to press a light kiss to his head.

“I bet you’d do anything for them, ain’t that so?”

Alicent answered immediately:

“Yes I would, for all of them.” Her love for her children was unconditional, it was the same for her brother, Gywane.

“So what if they were having dreams? Bad ones, positively screaming meemies…worst of the worst.”

Alicent froze, her children had already been saying that they were seeing things, Aegon and Helaena had kept talking about seeing a tall man and a broken neck lady…and Daeron and Aemond kept talking about a girl named Alyssa.

They couldn’t escape the scary imaginations in their dreams.

“I’d…I’d wake them up.”

Nyra looked at her and spoke again;

“I mean a dream so bad, about loss and death…sicknesses that can’t be cured or medicine that you’d take till you pass.”

It felt as if she was taunting her, telling her all the dreams her sweet children could suffer from. Nyra’s face was still a slight bit curious.

“Well…I have a secret, a way to keep ‘em just perfect. Didn’t work with Jace cause he was older but it worked for Joffrey and Luke.” A knowing smile came to her face as she moved closer.

“Care to hear, Ali darling?” Alicent swallowed and nodded before Nyra leaned in close, putting her lips into her ears and whispering something that Alicent would remember and hold close.

“Mom?” Aemond’s voice broke her thoughts and she looked at her young boy who was awake, a look of genuine concern was on his face.

“Momma are you okay?” A smile came to Alicent’s face as she leaned down and kissed her son’s forehead.

“Yes sweetie, In fact I feel…perfect” she grinned as Nyra’s words repeated in her head.

‘Wake them up and keep them just perfect.’

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This was longer than I expected um…thank you so much @fatherforgivethem for letting me write a small story for Alicent.

Also in this version I had Aegon and Helena as twins and as a Neil and Luke, it would make sense for Aegon especially if it’s going with his character.

And yes, Rhaenyra is Poppy in this story.

[drampas-trainers]

Okay! Tiramisu has just made her way through the Gym Trainers! It's very impressive to watch her fight, she's doing so well! Laura is about to face Mr. Roark, the first Gym Leader!

Galois, would you be so kind and record this?

<<Of course Miss Solaria! I read that it can be helpful to take a look at your own previous performances, so maybe this will not only be entertaining to watch, but Miss Laura might also learn something from this!>>

<<Good Luck Miss Laura!>>

<<Thank you for using Poryphone™ Videography Module>>

[The Video begins with an Empty battlefield in the center of the shot. Laura is standing to the left in a blue dress with white circles that somewhat resemble bubbles. To the right is a young man in workers overalls and a red hardhat. He wears black rimmed glasses. This is Roark, the Oreburgh Gym Leader. "All right! I know a lot of people think i'm a pushover because young trainers challenge my gym early on and it's not difficult to get a type advantage on me, but be sure you won't earn this badge if you don't give it your all! Geodude, you're my first!"

With this, he releases a small Geodude onto the battlefield, which is silently answered by Laura sending out Lemonade. The Piplup is looking very confidently into the camera. "Let's go dear. You can do it." is all Laura says. Lemonade reacts with charging right at Roarks Geodude who already braces for impact, just for the Water type to stop barely a meter in front of it and releasing a stream of bubbles into its face. The Geodude seems taken by surprise so much that it immediately faints. "Well done darling. Don't let your guard down." is heard from offscreen, as the camera zooms in to take a closeup at Lemonade who is waving at it.

"Ah well, no surprise here, to be honest.", Roark says. "But you would be surprised how much trouble my Geodude can prove for people who don't have such a strong Water Type! I can only repeat, don't underestimate us! Onix! Your turn!" He releases his second Pokémon from its ball.

Lemonade stumbles backwards a few steps as the enormous Rock Type hits the field. "GO ON! Stealth Rock!" Roark shouts before Lemonade can regain his posture and the snake like Pokémon releases its mystical energy to summon a few sharp rocks from the ground that make it difficult to traverse the battlefield.

"No time to waste Lemonade! Lets hit him with another Bubble!" Laura seems to finally be caught by the Gym Leaders spirits and Lemonade does as well. He runs up to one of the rocks and sprints up to its peak where he jumps right at the giant snake and blows some Bubbles into its eyes. Onix is taken by surprise not unlike the Geodude before it, but can tank the hit just barely.

In response, Roark fumbles in his pockets and takes out a potion to spray his Pokémon. The camera takes a new angle more towards Roarks side of the battlefield to get a better look at Lemonade. "Another one!" Laura is giving orders. Before Onix can even react, it gets blasted by another bubbles right into the eyes and takes a daring swipe with its upper body, just to be caught at one of its own stealth rocks and trip. It faints.

Roark has seemingly taken a hit to his confidence. "Oh damn, your Piplup hits harder than i expected! I thought the potions would be enought!"

Fired up by this, Lemonade climbs atop one of the stealth rocks again, posing like Superman into the camera.

"No Matter! You won't have an easy time like this against my Cranidos! Go! Go and show them what Rock types are made of! Headbutt, let's go!"

The instant Cranidos is released, it charges at Lemonade, hitting the Stealth Rock under his feet, making him stumble down. "Again, quick!" The Gym leader shouts as the camera pans around the battlefield to get a better look. Cranidos can hit Lemonade again, just before he can regain his footing, bumping him into another rock. Now, Laura takes her chance and gives the order for another Bubble, which hits Cranidos and makes it stumble for just a second. Lemonade is now heavily panting and looking a little wearily over to his trainer, who decides to recall him. Just as she tells Lemonade to come back, Roark comes with another ace up his sleeve. "Not so fast! Cranidos Pursuit! Before it's too late!" The rock type can barely get a scrape with his foot in before Lemonade get's recalled, maybe even knocking him out, but everything happens way too fast to reliably tell.

Laura now seems a little bit worried. "Oh dear. Tira can you deal with this one?" she asks as she calls out the small Machop she just recently caught. Tiramisu takes a look back at her trainer, apparently stepping on a small rock and flinching upon the impact but quickly focusing on the foe before her. "Let's go Tira, show him your Muscles!" Laura gives somewhat vague orders. "Headbutt, let's go Cranidos!" Roark reacts.

The Dinosaur looking Pokémon charges right at the small fighting type who quickly goes into a defensive stance. Just as the impact is about to occur, she can be seen to move her left arm before a large cloud of dust obscures the whole camera. A few moments later as it settles, she is triumphantly standing atop the defeated Cranidos. As the camera comes closer, it becomes apparent that the rock types skull has a small crack.

"Ho- Ho DAMN!" Roark exclaims, quickly recalling his Pokémon. "I was about to say, i kinda showed you not to underestimate us Gym leaders even with a type advantage, but now i think YOU went easy on ME! That Machop of yours looks like she packs some serious muscle! Come here, you officially earned your Coal Badge! Also, here take this TM. Stealth Rock is a good way to improve your tactics, especially if you know what's to come like against Gym Leaders. Well, i should go visit the Pokécenter, make sure these three are okay."

Laura and Tiramisu take their prize and hug in the middle of the battlefield, Laura quietly praising her Pokémon. The Video ends]

[romantickiller111]

Romantic Killer – Prom King & Queen

By Sarah Stephenson

CHAPTER 2 - SHOPPING

“I can’t do this” Saki said. “I can’t bear being nominated for Prom Queen, so I’m stepping down. I don’t know who nominated me in the first place?”

“Saki, don’t do this to me! Please stay in the race with me” I begged.

Just then we noticed someone waltzing up to our table. It was none other than Rena and her bestie.

“So Anzu, are you looking forward to losing as Prom Queen” she asked, “And watching me dance with Tsukasa. Face it; you & Saki don’t have the looks to be the Queen of Prom. I was born to lead.” Rena tossed back her hair as we watched her walk off her bestie following behind her like a groupie.

Saki looked back at me with a determine look in her eyes. “You know what?” she said, “I’ve changed my mind. Let’s show her we can be Queens too”.

I still couldn’t believe it. Saki and I were going out shopping together. In the past she tried millions of times to drag me into Fashion Boutiques but each time I told her I had a date with some video games.

The first place we stopped at was a fancy boutique with many beautiful dresses in different colours. I have never seen such fancy dresses in all my life. There were cocktail dresses with skinny straps, long elegant dresses, sparkly dresses and low-cut sexy dresses.

In the end, I decided with a pale blue elegant dress with beautiful silver beads. Saki went with a beautiful red strapless dress that high-lighted her hair. She looked great.

“Wow. You look beautiful Anzu” Saki said, “You’ll steal the show and win hands down”.

Oh no I thought. I shouldn’t be the one hogging the spotlight. I didn’t want it. I should be helping Saki to win. “Maybe, I should get something else?” I suggested.

“No Anzu” Saki said, “go with that dress. It was made for you”.

Next we looked at the shoes and accessories. Saki selected red high heels and matching earrings as they went well with her red dress. I tried to be interested in a boring pair of white shoes until Saki pointed out some stunning blue studded heels. Saki talked me into buying them. All we had to do now was to get out nails done.

While I was waiting for my manicurist, I tried to focusing on reading a magazine, all the while wondering about our day when a tall lady in white appeared.

“Your manicurist is ready for you” she said. 

I got up and followed her to the manicurist’s booth. She was a bright and bubbly lady with blonde hair and she wore pink lipstick. She took my hand and started filing my nails.

“So darling, how the shopping going” she asked, “Did you have a good time deciding on a prom dress and shoes?” How could she know I’ve been shopping for a prom dress? Could she have been talking to Saki? I looked across the booth at Saki who is talking cheerfully at her manicurist.

I looked back at my own manicurist and saw, dangling from her ear, a small earring that was in the shape of a star. I know that star so well. It was the very same star that dangled off human Riri’s school bag and the same star on her wand. No, not her. The devil. Not again.

“You can drop the act” I said, “I know who you are, Riri”

“I could never fool you Anzu” she said giggling, “So, how was your shopping trip. I saw the dress. You’ll steal those boys’ hearts at Prom”.

“You can stop all this” I said, “I’m not going along with your silly plan. I’m going to see my friend Saki be selected as Prom Queen.” Riri’s eyes widened. Finally, I won this round.

“But Anzu, by midnight if you don’t kiss your true love, I will cease to exist” she said.

What is she saying?

“WHHHHAAAAATTTT?” I shouted nearly falling out of my seat. The whole spa began to shake like an earthquake just hit it. The women sitting either side of me looked my way with annoyed looks on their faces. I felt embarrassed as my face blushed red.

“Like I said,” Riri continued as a tear rolled down her cheek, “I would disappear and never be able return. This was my final chance to set you up. My bosses were supportive of the idea about getting you matched up that night”. What? My last chance to fall in love? Why would they put this much pressure on Riri and I. How can I fall in love in one night and how will I know it’s real?

As we left the nail salon, my heart felt very heavy. I was physically drained after hearing what Riri said.

“What’s wrong Anzu?” Saki asked, “You were happy in the boutique, the shoe shop and now you look as though you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.” Yeah, I’m going to lose my best friend Riri & no magic in the world will bring her back this time.

[cinnamonest]

*smacks lips* could we get more on birb xiao, please? like fem!darling voluntarily holding him bc she’s tired or whatnot, and him just going “!?..….. ( ´͈ ᵕ `͈ʃƪ)♡”

Only the most suitable of posts for International Xiao Day. I'm gonna start adding a tag to these as well since I've had enough of them to be worthy of it's own tag lmao

Also this video popped up on my yt feed and when I tell you it made me think of those posts I audibly wheezed--

Internally, he's overjoyed when you initiate such a thing. An important mate retention behavior is physical affection! Leaning against one another and nuzzling their heads against one another is a sign of bond and love. They often rest this way, just side by side and leaning against each other, so don't be surprised if he just leans his weight against you and stays like that for a while. His instincts tell him this means you are finally accepting him!

...This also means you are adequately prepared to breed, then. He has done enough, all his hard work has paid off. The hundreds of textile objects lining the room, the two chests in the corner you got to fill with all the metallic objects and nice rocks he got you (since you didn't have the heart to throw them away), the room vigilance and scaring away threats to your safety (read: inn visitors), the grooming and preening (which you first kinda rejected, insisting there are no ticks or mites on you and you would know if there were, but he just had to make sure...), it was all worth it. You haven't gotten knocked up yet, but maybe now your body will be more receptive.

Once you do show him that affection, he feels more comfortable engaging in some behaviors you found made a weirded-out face to before... made him feel all embarrassed about it. But you don't mind now, right? So it's okay if he bumps his head against your neck and nuzzles into it.

You're still getting used to the sleep schedule -- he sleeps in intervals. You get awoken to said neck-nuzzling quite a bit. It's a mate affection behavior, but also quite literally a mating-initiating behavior. You've been conditioned to open your legs whenever you feel that nuzzling, sometimes going through the whole process groggy and half-asleep... Whenever he's initiating it, though, he also sort of sits straight up, puffs his chest out a bit -- this is a common male behavior to make themselves seem big when trying to impress (if he can't be tall, he might as well try his best to seem broad...)

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And yes I do have more from my research! Except it's... a lot less sweet and wholesome (violence warning for below cut). If my research has taught me anything it's that male birds of virtually any species are absolute bastards but male cockatoos and cockatiels in particular are literal demons. I love that this one site said like "the male is almost always the instigator of sexual aggression" like oh who would've guessed

Male birds of many kinds engage in behaviors known as mate guarding and mate retention. Mate guarding is exactly what it sounds like, the practice of a male animal maintaining constant physical presence near the female to prevent any other male from mating with her, and violent hostility to any outsiders approaching her.

Notably, for some (aforementioned demon bird species), one of the factors leading to stress that can cause the male to become aggressive (which breeders are advised to avoid by not putting two males in the same room) is e y e c o n t a c t with other males. As in, if they look another male in the eye, they will immediately choose violence. After said violence, they become so stressed the only outlet is more aggressive, repetitive mating, often to the degree that it incapacitates the female for a time.

Mate retention refers to acts the male does to himself or her to maintain her choice (or, sometimes, "choice") by maintaining the pair bond. Sometimes, this means the male makes continuous improvements to himself or reinforces her choice by re-performing mating rituals/dances, nest maintenance, lots of preening, etc, basically saying "look, I'm still your best option! I care about you! No need to go running off to someone else!" sort of thing.

Other times, it's a bit... less pleasant. Not so much seeking approval from her and more forcing her to have no other choice, such as blocking nest exits to prevent the female from leaving, or even incapacitating her by injury. Notably, this does not only occur in newly formed mate pairs, but will persist in even pairs that have been mates for years. The more threatened the male feels that the female is going to abandon him, reject him, cuck him etc, the more likely he is to be more violent and drastic on these measures.

One really intriguing method of... mate retention, if it can even be called such at that point, is a bird in which, to prevent the female from leaving the nest, the male forcibly plucks out feathers so that she can't fly. That way he can perform whatever avian tasks he needs to and come back to a nice sedentary bird wife...

Living in a dark room all day with nothing to do gets beyond simply "boring". It's mind-numbing. You've begged Xiao countless times to take you outside and he just refuses, huffs and grumbles and comes up with reasons as to why he can't. Too risky, he says, it's dangerous. You're safest tucked away in the nest. Which he put in a lot of effort to make just for you, you know.

It's a monotonous endeavor, but you quite literally have nothing better to do, so you simply wait for Verr, maybe sit at the door and see if she passes by to call out to her and get her to come in early. But today, you beg her to just unblock the door, whatever contraption he put in front of it that keeps you from opening it up. She's hesitant, understandably, so you tell her you promise you will find an excuse that doesn't make it clear she's the one who let you out... she finally sighs and agrees.

You don't do much. You get Yanxiao to make you some food, you stretch your legs, you wander out to the balcony and lean against the railing and look out at the nice view the inn provides.

And suddenly, you just... go stiff.

It's very silent. You don't hear anything. You just... feel. Your skin crawls and you feel your chest suddenly tighten, as if even without actually sensing it, you know exactly what you're going to see when you turn around.

Not that you actually get time to turn around. Xiao just grabs your shoulders, spins you around, looks you up and down. Why are you out here? What are you doing?

Nor does he actually give you time to respond, he doesn't need to hear your excuses. It makes a bit of a scene as he picks you up and whisks you back to your room, shutting the door behind you before throwing you back down onto the... well, the floor, which is now one big soft bed area.

But then, he kneels down on his knees, pulling you to sit upright and looking you all over. What's this?? A bruise?? How did you -- wait, no, he gave you that one, disregard that... okay, other than that, you seem to not have any injuries. For which you are very lucky. What were you thinking? He scowls as he speaks. He was only gone a few short hours, and you were out there trying to get yourself killed! He can't turn his back for one minute without you doing something stupid.

You manage to convince him that the binds tying the doorknob to a hook on the outside wall just came off... No matter. He will simply have to move a cabinet or something to barricade it instead. Simple. He's frustrated (makes sure to rail you a few good times to get out said frustration), but forgiving.

The second time you convince Verr to help you out -- to move the thing blocking the door -- she's hesitant. You have to convince her you've memorized how long it takes him to complete certain tasks.

And that time, it goes over smoothly -- you take a nice walk outside, you drink some tea, and then you reluctantly put yourself back in your dark little prison before he'd be back, and he's none the wiser. It works a third time, a fourth time. You get a little more confident with each time. You stay out longer each time.

You're not sure which time it is -- somewhere upwards of ten -- that you finally get caught. While talking to another person, no less. Just some nice man that was asking you about how long it takes to get from here to the harbor, you were politely responding and then you saw his smile fall and he got a confused look on his face, looking just over your shoulder.... You feel yourself stiffen.

You don't get time to speak or anything either -- he's not the type to argue with you in front of others anyway, but besides, just seeing you outside your nest sets off some sense of alarm in his head, especially seeing that you were interacting with a human male in his own territory. Voluntarily, too.

Which is why he's not just mad, but hurt when he scoops you up without a word and pulls you back inside once more. You were being nice to him, he thought he had done enough. Clearly, he's done something to upset you, or... No, he just hasn't done enough for you to be content.

And you insist that it's just because you wanted to go outside, but that only proves his point, and mostly gets disregarded. If you were satisfied, you wouldn't have this "urge" to go outside. You only have such an urge because there's some condition that hasn't been met.

More gifts, perhaps. He doesn't bring as many as he used to prior to nesting. You've likely begun to doubt his provider capabilities. Or perhaps you're insatiable, your body wants you to go out and breed with other males because he hasn't bred you enough. He'll have to come back more regularly. Okay, so that's an issue resolved, now he knows what to do and can relax a bit.

But he's still mad. Pries your legs apart... Okay, you don't appear to have been mated while he was gone. What a relief, he managed to get you in time before you did. You huff and pull yourself back, say some mean words about how he's too overprotective and mention that nothing has happened all these times--

You clamp your mouth shut too late. All these times? You've done this multiple times?? Well, now he's really mad, and how, then, is he supposed to know if you've been out mating with others this whole time? You probably, no, definitely have been. There's no other reason you'd be doing such a thing, leaving the safety and comfort of the nest he built for you.

You feel some sort of dreadful sickness in your stomach when he goes quiet, glaring, and looks down at your feet. Premonition, but of what you're not certain.

He's silent about it. Sort of shuffles over. Grabs your leg with one hand. Grabs your foot with the other. You kick a bit, but to no avail, you open your mouth and are just about to question what he's doing when you cut off in a screech when he twists his hands.

Your thrashing and flailing and crying at least convinces him the second ankle isn't necessary. He can't trust Verr to not let you out, but he supposes she can be consulted for medical assistance... So he gets her help fixing you up. Thankfully, it's just a fracture, not a break... but he makes sure to inquire that you still won't be able to stand on it, right? This is very important, he says.

She nods, and just sort of works without speaking, knows better than to do anything at this point, and gives you painkillers with a silently mouthed sorry before leaving.

It's perfect. He won't have to worry. Now you can't fly away... But he'll still block the door just to be safe.