#mayor of pretty princess town!!!!!!

[luthqrs]

"The only difference is that case was 100 years ago, and the murders took place in London." " ...Jack the Ripper." EMILY PRENTISS in CRIMINAL MINDS 2x18 | ‘Jones’

[dykespence]

We said Put her in more incredibly gay fits and they delivered

[strangererotica]

EXPLICIT CONTENT | MINORS DNI

Jim Hopper x Reader | angsty smut | includes infidelity, Reader is married to a different public servant of Hawkins (can you guess who, @umnitsa ? 😉) Hopper is married as well, death of Hopper’s daughter mentioned, Hopper is a real ass here, unprotected p in v sex, vaginal fingering, ANGST ANGST ANGST…

@mrshopper84 @travelingtwentysomething @beefrobeefcal @braincell-pingpong @skye-44 @midwest-princess @riotrhythm

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“This isn’t right.”

At first, Hopper didn’t hear you speak. He was too distracted by the taste of your soft skin on his tongue, his mouth pressed to your neck in an open kiss. When your words did register in his mind, he disregarded them. Who gave a fuck whether what the two of you were doing was right or wrong? Hadn’t you both earned some happiness? You, with a husband too absorbed in his work to pay you any attention, and Hopper, whose wife had grown so cold and distant after the death of their daughter that she barely let him touch her anymore?

“This isn’t right, Hopper,” you repeated, insistent this time. His grip on your hips tightened, almost hurting. You were sitting on his lap in his office, after hours at the station. In the darkness, just the two of you, just how you liked it. How you needed it to be, to avoid a scandal that would turn the small town of Hawkins upside down...

You became frustrated at Hopper’s disregard for your words, pulling back from him. His jaw tightened, his lips a thin, hard line. “And what makes you think I fuckin’ care if it’s right or wrong?” he asked, his voice husky and impatient. “I want you.” Hopper bounced his knee under you, making you gasp as your cunt settled against the thick outline of his cock. Hopper exhaled as you shifted on top of the erection painfully straining against his uniform. “I want you,” he reiterated, speaking through grit teeth. “I want you and that asshole you’re married to doesn’t.” Hopper’s words stung already, but they were about to get worse.

“That new secretary he just hired? Remember her?” You braced yourself for what you already knew was coming. “He’s fucking her, did y’know that?” Hopper didn’t waste time softening the blow of his words with pretty euphemisms. Why should he? You’d come this far, let him touch you already. You were straddling Hopper’s lap for fucks sake. You wanted this as much as he did, and he’d be damned if he let you pretend to have grown a conscience between the time you straddled his lap and now…

Hopper knew you were a smart woman. You must have known your husband was having an affair, that he’d been unfaithful for as long as the two of you had been married. “Mrs. Kline,” Hopper uttered your name through a cruel smirk. He reached for the strand of hair spilling down your shoulder, gently tucking it behind your ear. You shivered as Hopper’s thumb grazed your earlobe, his skin warm. “Don’t let this time we have go to waste,” Hopper told you. “We both know things aren’t going to change anytime soon, for either one of us.”

You shifted a little on top of his thighs, Hopper’s cock pulsing against your cunt in response. You’d already soaked through your panties, a wet patch leaking through onto Hopper’s pants. He’d have to wash those himself, later. Couldn’t risk his wife finding them in the laundry and asking questions. But a bit of deception was a small price to pay if it meant finally getting inside you.

“Larry is-,” you began, but Hopper bucked you on his knee again, silencing you.

“Mm-mm,” he chastised, shaking his head. “Don’t say the bastard’s name. Not when you’re with me.”

Hopper swallowed any words you may have had left in a kiss. His tongue licked back the apprehension sitting on the edge of yours, the things you knew you should say, but didn’t want to. Mainly, the word “no.” You didn’t want to tell Hopper no.

His large hands held you down against his lap, thumbs finding purchase in the space where your hips and thighs met. Being the mayor’s wife, you’d interacted with the Chief of Police several times over the years. But never like this. The time you’d spent together had been social, limited to local events. Always public, always within the gaze of the people of Hawkins. The eyes of the public on you had forced both you and Hopper to keep your desire for one another a secret. But now, years later, you’d both grown weary of pretending, of keeping things professional. His hand slipped between your legs, gliding under the waist of your panties. You gasped as Hopper inserted two of his thick, calloused fingers inside you without warning. A cocky little grin pulled at his lips. “Just warming you up, sweetheart,” he drawled confidently, adding “Christ you’re fuckin’ tight…Might send you back to Lare a little broken, y’know…?”

You moaned into Hopper’s chest as he fingered you, humping against his palm. No matter how fucking good his fingers felt inside you, he was still Jim Hopper. The same man who’d developed a reputation for drinking and drug use while on the job. The same man whose wife was presumably sleeping soundly right now, at the home she shared with Hopper, having bought the lie he’d sold her about needing to stay late at the station for ‘work.’ He was working, but not the way he’d implied. Hopper’s fingers working inside you were an altogether different kind of work, the way he manipulated your cunt yet another form of manipulation he was very skilled at, in addition to lying to his wife.

“You’re so close,” Hopper gloated at your ear in a low, smug voice. The fact that he was getting you off with nothing but his fingers was stroking Hopper’s ego, just like his fingers were stroking your insides. He held a misplaced sense of pride in being able to do for you what your husband couldn’t, or wouldn’t, do. It was something Hopper could accomplish, something he could succeed at, in contrast with his crumbling marriage. Maybe instead of thrusting his fingers up another woman’s cunt, he should have been at home with his wife, working on repairing his marriage. But Hopper wasn’t interested in what he should be doing. All he wanted to do, was you.

The sound of Hopper’s chair creaked loudly in the small office at the impact of you grinding on his lap. He smacked your ass with the hand that wasn’t between your legs, then carefully removed the one that was. You whimpered at being suddenly empty, pouting up at Hopper in frustration. He didn’t deny you for long, quickly working his belt and pants undone, his cock springing free and smacking thick and wet against your cunt with an audible slap. Hopper lifted you by your hips, guiding you onto his plump, leaking tip and letting you sink onto him at your own pace.

Hungry, greedy, your cunt swallowed Hopper with minimal difficulty. You managed to take him whole, your clit pressed against the coarse dark hair above Hopper’s cock. He growled behind grit teeth, as the sensation of being consumed by you overtook him. It had been years since Hopper had been with a woman besides his wife. The grip of fresh pussy moving up and down his shaft caused Hopper’s brain to temporarily glaze over. He was lurched back into awareness by the harsh ring of the telephone sitting on his desk.

“Ignore it,” Hopper panted, speaking to himself as much as you. A moment later, the phone ceased ringing. When the shrill sound began again less than a minute later, Hopper pulled his lips from your throat and cursed. He knew there was only one person who would be trying to reach him here at this time of night. Hopper reached for the phone, gently lifting it from the receiver. He brought his index finger against his lips, instructing you to remain quiet. Forcing his voice as steady as possible, considering you were grinding up and down on his cock, Hopper spoke: “Diane?” You nuzzled your face into Hopper’s neck, muffling your own sounds into his shirt. A woman’s voice on the other end of the line spoke, but you couldn’t make out the words. You didn’t want to. All you wanted was to keep riding Hopper, moving closer and closer to your peak.

“I can’t-I uh-,” Hopper stammered, swallowing. You could feel the heat radiating from his chest, the sweat blooming beneath the hair peeking out from his shirt collar. “I’m gonna be a little longer, sweetheart,” Hopper managed, clearing his throat. He closed his eyes in an attempt to remove the image of your breasts bouncing in front of him with every descent you made on his cock. His wife’s voice chattered away on the other end of the line. “Thirty minutes,” Hopper said, and inwardly, you grimaced. You wanted all night with him, but under the circumstances, both your options and Hopper’s were limited.

“Yeah,” Hopper grunted, followed by a rushed “love you too,” before he quickly replaced the phone on top of the receiver. You paused, meeting his eyes in the dim light of his office. “Is that true?” you asked tentatively, your voice breathless. Hopper’s hands were all over you again, as if the phone call had never happened. His expression conveyed annoyance as he sorted out what you were asking him, his response a confused “what?”

“She said I love you,” you explained. “Your wife. And you said it back.” Hopper’s eyebrows lifted incredulously. “Yeah,” he said. “What’s your point?”

“Did you mean it?” you asked, despising how pitiful and small you sounded in this moment. Hopper exhaled, the cruel smirk returning to his lips. “How is that any of your fucking business?” he asked through a humorless chuckle. His smile evaporated as a darker look replaced it. “Now you listen to me, because here’s how this is gonna work-.” His hands slid down your thighs, squeezing a little too hard. “-You’re gonna keep these legs spread till I come in between them and then we’re gonna part ways like this never fuckin’ happened, understand?” You nodded, forcing the tears behind your eyes not to fall. You wouldn’t give Hopper the satisfaction of knowing he’d hurt you anymore than he already had.

Hopper nodded, satisfied with your compliance. “Good girl,” he said, without any sentiment behind his words. Hopper’s arms crushed you against him as he bucked up into you. His shoulders tensed, the muscles in his stomach tightening. Hopper’s grunts of exertion grew sharper, till his body stilled tight against yours, his cum spilling inside you. With his forehead pressed to your shoulder, Hopper panted hot and labored against your chest.

The absence of sound in the office, apart from Hopper’s breath, was far from quiet. A sick tension hung in the air, his cold words repeating back in your mind on a loop. After a moment, Hopper patted your ass and instructed you to “get up.” He held onto the base of his cock as you slid off it, a thick trail of semen gushing out and landing on his thigh. Hopper cursed, almost as if implying the mess was your fault. He turned his back to you, lighting a cigarette. Feeling unsatisfied and worse, ashamed, your voice was trembling when you quietly asked, “should I…go?”

Hopper’s shoulders moved in small chuckle, and he turned to face you. His cock was still hanging out, as if he was in no hurry to put it away. You, by contrast, had already begun to dress. Hopper sucked a long drag out of his cigarette, exhaling as he informed you flatly, “yeah, we’re done here.” He reached for his coat and made his way to the door. Even though you were fully dressed by now, you felt more exposed than ever. He waved his hand ahead of him, ushering you out the front door of the station. “See yourself out,” Hopper directed. The hurt inside you was beginning to boil over into rage. You’d never felt more used in your life, even after being humiliated by your husband’s affairs for years. “Fuck you, Jim,” you spat at him, your saliva landing on his cheek. Hopper’s eyebrows lifted in a look of amusement. “Well that already happened,” he taunted.

The cold night air was oddly welcoming as you burst through the station door and out into the parking lot. You found your vehicle and quickly got inside, your hands squeezing the steering wheel till your fingers cracked. You left the station and made your way home to your husband, while another man’s cum slowly leaked out of you onto the driver’s seat the whole way home.

[bruciemilf]

wait I have got to hear your thoughts on bruce being lottie!!

Rewatching Princess and The Frog has got me in a chokehold! But basically, the AU as of now;

It's a well established, well know, well respected fact from the White House to the Bayou; If you ain't Wayne rich, you ain't rich at all.

But you won't catch Thomas Wayne bragging and boosting and yapping about hot cars, or big mansions, or pearly white yachts.

Thomas' pride and joy is one tiny, fawn eyed, overly energetic boy that made Gotham collectively swoon.

"And I want a princess when I grows up!" Bruce is just prancing around in his pink prince costume, adjusting a paper crown that Alfred made, " Or a prince! Can you get me a prince, papa?"

"You know the deal, Bruce; You wish it, daddy grands it; Ain't that right, Martha?"

Martha Kent chuckles in that warm, knowing way of hers. Her friend is infamous for the way he spoils his boy. But the Waynes are good people. And not just because they keep her farm afloat.

"Yeah, you're good on that front. But you know, sweetheart; It doesn't matter if you marry a prince or princess. As long as they make you smile, that's all that matters."

Lois, just a bit older than Bruce, makes a disgusted noise, " I don't want no prince or princess. I just want Princess money."

Bruce squeals, " But a PRINCE. I'd love to marry a Prince. We'd have a big big wedding and the sweetest cake in the world, and everyone would have fun, -- Clark! You gonna be at my wedding, right?"

Clark, dressed up in his blue overalls and paper sword, to fit the knight Bruce always calls him, nods, with a smile that doesn't match his words, " Course I will, Bruce. If you'll have me."

Now. Bruce is so very good at forging fantasies. But when a princess from a far away island rumoured to be populated entirely by women comes into town, it doesn't look like make believe at all.

"Women only? Lucky."

Lois doesn't have the time for dreams; She's a bonafide, concise, straight to the point realist. Taking truth by the throat and brings it to light.

And often enough, truth isn't pretty. And ugly truth, as Parry said, right before booting her right out of her job, doesn't sell.

Luckily, Clark's folks were nice enough to give her a delivery job cause Clark can't drive worth a damn. Still. If she's gonna watch him contain another dreamy sigh for Bruce, she'll blow chunks.

"Did you see her in them papers?! That's the prettiest woman I ever did see!"

Mr. Wayne growls behind his newspaper (that Lois could've written better than fucking JIMMY) and Bruce doubles down, " Um. After mama."

Mr Thomas smiles. "Hm. Guess you're finally getting that princess, huh, Brucie?"

Even in adulthood, Bruce squeals like a strangled kitten, " Where's Clark? Can't have the perfect wedding without the perfect best man!" Lois bites her lip and stacks up the peaches in Mrs. Wayne's Cafe.

After all these years, she just refuses to let that old place go. Lois has to respect that. Martha gives her a sympathetic look, warms her up with a mother's love. " How's work, Lo?"

"It's work, Mrs. Wayne. Thank you for that big order for the masquerade ball. At this point, you're the only ones keeping that farm alive..."

"Give those apples some credit," she winks, but squeezes Lois' hand, " If you ever need anything..."

"Thank you. But I don't take handouts."

"Pride won't buy you food, honey. But I guess I gotta wait for you to open your own newspaper. Then I'll make you rich. You'll see."

Bruce is just hugging and squeezing on Clark's arm, ranting a mile a minute about his wedding colors, his cake flavor, the honeymoon, all while nuzzling Clark's toned arm.

And Clark does what he does best; Hide behind a smile.

Alfred sighs, " If he wasn't mine, I'd whack that boy's head with a pan."

"You'll do no such thing, or so help me!"

"Save it for the after party, Tommy dear," Martha chuckles, " But I gotta understand, -- this Diana lady's making waves. I never even seen a woman talk to the mayor before. Let alone yell at 'Im."

"That's cause Tommy Elliot only wants women under his desk," A roll of the eye, a coil of disgust fanning resentment In her gut, Lois takes the box. "Sides, little miss princess probably ain't better than he is. "

The problem with always looking back is you're never ready for the forward.

When Lois bumps up in something tall, solid, and warm, she thinks its Clark. Except neither she or Clark smell like vanilla ice cream and clean air and blue oceans.

Clark certainly doesn't have long, majestic hair gracefully dancing in the winds. He doesn't have blood red lips, or strong blue eyes.

Clark's eyes were summer sky blue. Not a blue Medusa herself couldn't stone.

And he certainly doesn't make her heart stop with a smirk.

"Well," Diana Fucking Prince says, voice satin and velvet, "I don't know about being a better. But I could change your mind about that."

[oreynjii]

Bok | Augie | Esther

📌 Sunny Sanctuary

Kids from Sunny Sanctuary is usually a pick for bullying in town. During Esther's first day in school, a group of higher grade level students tried to corner and bully her for her seemingly timid and lanky attitude. However, they are caught off guard when she devilishly laughed at them as she reached for a spoon and fork, and say grace while looking at them as if they are a meal. Couple days later, the bullies tried to get back at her but this time, Esther was already unto them and set their school bags on fire in the school grounds.

Augie is a consistent student council officer. His usual positions are Treasurer, Vice President, and President. Enemies will say its because his Mom is the mayor, but seriously, he has the wits and lives in the expectation of being a high achiever and a commandant. He is just and listens to his fellow schoolmates, though his face usually says he is so done with them. When Augie met Esther, he was a Student Council treasurer. At first he doesn't care about this new kid from Sunny Sanctuary, but the council has been bugging him for the overall cost of Esther's arsons, so he talked to her. For Augie, Esther is surprisingly easy to get along with. They both share a fascination on aliens and conspiracy theories. When August told her that his ultimate goal is to be the president of the country just to know the state secrets, Esther was fully on board with the idea as long as he will tell her the secrets too.

Years later, Bok was admitted to Sunny Sanctuary. Esther befriended him right off the bat due to the fact that he is the only kid at the Home that is exactly the same age as hers (others are way younger or older, while some of the kids she befriended had left the Home over the years). Bok and Esther easily came into terms because of their shared adventurous personality. Bok is pretty handy in terms of farming and tending to the animals of the Home. Esther and the older incharge people of Sunny Sanctuary cannot really understand why Bok was sent in the Home because he has this vibrant friendly personality that anyone will surely love for their kids. But after he get into a fist fight with a town bully who specifically go in the Home's front yard to pick on the younger children, they understood Bok's parents.

On Bok's first day in school with Esther, he get into another fist fight with the students who was bad mouthing Esther for being crazy (Esther could have had taken care of herself but Bok doesn't know yet about Esther's reputation in the school that time). As per usual, Augie is the one who came to account the damage. Right then and there, he knew he hated Bok. He is waaaay different than Esther and him. Bok for Augie is careless and doesn't even believe in aliens. He is too much of a "dumbass" for Augie. Though Augie did appreciate that Bok listens to him and Esther's yapping about the conspiracies most of the time. Bok on the other hand, also did not like Augie the first time they met. For him, Augie is too uptight and their personality just doesn't go along. He's too much of a "princess" for Bok. Though Bok did appreciates the fact that Augie is not some kind of arrogant intelligent son of the mayor and helps him and Esther when the homeworks are too difficult to understand. Esther just shrug both of their complains about each other and sometimes even enjoy the live drama when they fight in front of her. They never get physical because Bok doesn't like throwing the first punch and Augie doesn't like violence (he always stops Esther and Bok on their crazy tendencies)

The trio are known for their notorious dynamics. They doesn't cause harm to others if they aren't taunted to do so, but students through the years, started wild rumors about the three. Augie was deemed as some kind of invincible due to the fact that he is the mayor's son, and that he has the protection of the two crazy Sunny Sanctuary residents, Esther and Bok. Some even says that Esther was an escapee from mental hospital or born on a mental hospital from a psychotic mother. And that Bok was raised in a fight club or something that's why he learned to fight that bloody at a young age.

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I'll be drawing Sunny Sanctuary characters for this week, specifically these trio. I'm also gonna be posting solo info sheets for them later (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

[jackiequick]

Once Upon A Time OC ✨

Royal Return —> Cadence Nolan 🎯

Full Name (given by the royals & Rumpelstiltskin) : Princess Mi Amore Cadenza aka Cadence Nolan

Cursed names: Skylar Lane, Annie Marley Danvers

Nicknames: Cadence, Cadie or Cady, Denza, Sunburst, Princess, The Littlest Charming, Princess Charming

Height: 5’6

Birthplace: The Enchanted Forest

Family: Her parents and one of her brothers are dead. Her big brother Prince Charming, David Nolan is alive. And so is everyone else is alive.

Seasons: 1-7

Face Claim: Melissa Benoist

Half of the Family Tree —> Her brother David, sister in law Snow, niece & nephew Emma & Neal. Her grandson Henry and sister/half mother in law Regina. (This family is a complex one ngl but theses are the main ones)

Friends: Ruby, Regina, Rumple, Hook, Jefferson and others she meets along the way. Of course, you also the The Dwarfs aka Grumpy and his family of brothers.

Romance: Ex-boyfriend, Rider. Other than that currently single and ready to mingle.

The titles she takes on: Princess, Farmer, Knight, Retriever and on occasion, Pirate.

Her most notable title is: Princess & The Pea, it’s why she can be so annoyed and stuffy sometimes. Also it’s why she tends to challenge people on deals and play on both side of an agreement. Never judge a person by their momentary appearance.

Relations: She works for Rumple and Evil Queen, search & retrieving items for them for a good price in return. Pretending to be a princess and warriors for the royal family she placed into with her older brother David.

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When Cadence became a princess due to the deal with Rumple, she never thought it would somewhat boring. Sit still, look pretty and pretend to be romanticized with the other royals of the kingdom, she wanted to know more than just stay in the castle walls. Which lead her to find Rumple and challenge him a deal for a high rank, he didn’t need a maiden of any sort, due to him already having Belle, but he did need someone to search the forests and retrieve items for him.

And Cadence agreed shortly after. Two days later she returned with a mirror ball from Wonderland and Rumple was more than impressed. The man was happy and knew she will be a very helpful asset. His Royal Retriever he liked to call her.

Eventually he started to work with her, giving her a special necklace and bracelet for she can always find her way back. Her dresses were more practical clothes on occasion for being on the field.

She met more than a few people on her travels and one of them being Snow White. In which a week later, Bandit Snow White met her brother Prince Charming.

—> Snow nickname her Cadie, short for Cadence. Even called her princess a few times. Little did they know they would be family soon enough..

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Time after during the curse came, it was pure chaos and she fought alongside her brother, making sure Emma ended up in the wardrobe safely.

Cadence held Emma in her arms and placed the necklace comfortably around her.

David gasped, “Cadie, that’s your necklace you need it. That how you get around the realms.”

“Emma needs it more than I do. Find her way home.” She repiled placing the baby in the wardrobe with a smile.

David placed a sad smile and kisses his daughter forehead whispering a few words closing the doors.

Both siblings told side by side fighting the guards, sadly they got hurt. Charming more than Cadenza…

Regina arrived with a crazy look on her face as her spell brought everyone to Storybrooke..

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In Storybrooke, she was cursed to be a women named Skylar Lane. One of the bakers of the town, always bringing sweet treats and flowers to the people of Storybrooke. Especially to Mr. Gold and Mayor Mills on a daily basis.

She knocked on the door, “Afternoon, Regina.”

She opened the door kindly, “Good afternoon, Skylar.”

She noticed the look on her face and asked if she was okay. Regina explained that Henry was gone, she reassured her that afternoon that he will show up soon. She was dragged to the Police Station by the Mayor to see the cops know where he is.

That’s where she met Emma Swan, trying to help them find Henry with her best friend, Mary Margaret advice. To say Regina was pissed off was a understatement, she just wanted her son and ready to lock anyone up if it meant she can get the job done quicker. Skylar had to be the voice of reason for both sides, telling Regina to stay home while Emma went looking for Henry.

Skylar went to visit a coma patient at Storybrooke Hospital under the name, John Doe, she visited the man very week talking to him, bringing flowers and sweets in hope he would wake up. She felt connected to him, like they were friends or something stronger. Little did she know that’s her big brother (Henry would tell her that tale later). She would play with her bracelet as she spoke and would always leave giving the man a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. But he never woke up..

—> Emma stayed in town, of course. She was glad, especially when the blonde moved in with Mary Margaret because that mean Skylar got to see both women on a daily basis after catching up with Ruby at the Dinner. She became friends with Emma Swan, sharing stores, drinking together and giving each other advice. Skylar always tended to help Emma on cases around town such as the Mary Margaret arrest, Ashley’s situation with Mr. Gold, The issue with John Doe, and so much more.

Stranger things kept happening in the town involving everyone who lived there. Skylar even felt it too, especially when her ex-boyfriend who mothers hated her kept showing up to try and win her back, she stupidly said yes to a date and her ex-boyfriend trying to even kidnap her. Emma saved the day of course.

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With everything that happened, Skylar felt odd. The shift in the air felt stronger than ever, she picked up on the little things. Words, phases and movements in the town. Especially after hearing Henry Mills talk to her about being a character in his storybook…

Her curiosity was brought to light when she delivered Emma her favorite type of donut to the station, noticing the necklace. Emma shrugged saying the necklace was something she had since she was a baby, however the clasp in the back got weak.

Skylar suggested that she’ll take it to the jeweler, her jeweler being Mr. Gold, for a retighten. Emma heisted for a moment but agreed wanting it back by sundown, at least.

She agreed taking the necklace off her hands noticing the fine details. The rich vintage gold details, the engraved chested green and white diamonds shaped into swirling around one around like a flower shinning around daylight. It reminded Skylar on her very own bracelet, lost in pieces at home. She stepped into Mr. Gold’s shop with a smile.

He was waiting for her, patient for her loyal curious self to walk in. Mr. Gold has been awake from a while now and waiting for her to be. The more people awaken from the curse and not down for the count, the better.

“What can I do for you today, Ms. Lane?” He asked, noticing the necklace and bracelet in her hands with a smile.

“Ms. Swan needs the clasp in the back of her necklace tighten.” She replies simply, handing it to him to examine.

“Ah, I see. And why not take it somewhere else?”

“Because I know you can do the job better and give it a fine cleaning.”

He noticed the look in her eye, something he’s been noticing rather recently ever since her kidnapping. She tried to hide it, most of the time she could cover up the look on her face but like Charming, David Nolan, she couldn’t.

She sighed, “Miss Swan says that this necklace belong to her, saying that she assumed her parents gave it to her before she was given up..”

“And?” He asked hoping that the real women behind that curse persona would shine though and speak up.

“I have a bracelet that is oddly similar at home..what if..what if, they’re a match? Same jeweler or something. Ever since Emma came, in felt drawn to her..”

“Like love of some kind?”

“No love, like I know her. Her and Mary Margaret act the same way..can you look into it?”

“I need the whole necklace and bracelet to do so.”

She smiled, running off to her small apartment complex searching for the broken bracelet. It was always a rather shatter piece of jewelry, she brought for half price years ago. The green diamonds were missing but the white stayed the same, never fallen off. Skylar return the piece to Mr. Gold and went to continue her day at the diner, working alongside Ruby and being dragged on a case with Emma.

It was a long day, Skylar couldn’t be more tired and out of breath from everything, however she promised Emma that necklace to be returned safely and surely to the loft. Mr. Gold smiled when she walked in, he’s been working on the necklace and bracelet all day. They were freshly tighten, cleaned and the diamonds were engraved the way they should be.

“Y-you fixed them?” She said in awe, gently holding them in her grasp.

“Try them on.” He replies with a smile, standing behind the counter.

“Alright.”

She placed the bracelet swiftly on her wrist as if it shined, feeling a awing source within her and chuckled. Mr. Gold told her again, wear the bracelet and necklace. She hesitated since it doesn’t belong to her, it never has, but she did it anyway. It couldn’t hurt right? It’s just a necklace.

The second Skylar placed the necklace firming on her neck, having the diamonds facing the correct direction and such. She ran her fingers across the jewelry smiling and turned away thanking Mr. Gold about to walk out when she paused. She gasped harshly, a sharp wave of memories and emotions washed over from the moment she was recruited to be a princess to the day she put Emma in the wardrobe.

Skylar blinked tempering with the new found information and looked over her shoulder to see Mr. Gold leaning against the counter with a soft smile.

“Is something wrong, my dear Mi Amore?” He asked as his smile grew seeing the look in her eyes.

It took her a moment to speak until she said, “Nothing Rumple, I think we need to talk.”

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[siriannatan]

The Duke of Chromia - Scott

This one's kind of 'origin' of how demon!Scott took over Chromia

Scott wasn't ready to be an adult much less rule. But with his brother falling suddenly ill and his parents soon following him from grief. Scott was never their favourite. He was a backup just in case anything happened to his brother. But it still didn't mean he was taught anything. In fact, for most of his life, he was ignored, that is unless some good political match was even the slightest bit interested... Not that any of those worked out.

But, right now, shortly after his parents' funeral Scott was in his room. Barricaded, to be precise, so no one even tries making him make any grown-up decisions much less proper Duke decisions. He just needed a moment to come to terms with everything. Like the upcoming meeting of rulers near the old capital.

"Aren't you in a tricky predicament," Scott suddenly heard a chilling voice and looked up. Mostly to look around the room. But froze as he met miss-matched cyan and gold eyes staring at him from a shadowy figure with stag-like crystal horns and many more crystals protruding from its... his judging merely by the voice, but did this creature even label itself with standard or any genders? "Wouldn't you rather go somewhere far?" the creature asked, tilting its head and exposing far too many far too sharp teeth in a far too wide smile. Scott was guessing it was trying to be friendly for whatever reason.

How did it even get into his room? "What do you want?" he asked as he frantically thought of a way out of the situation. He was not moving the dresser away from the door anytime soon. Certainly not quickly enough if the creature wants him dead.

"To offer you help. You do not want to rule this place, you want to go as far away as you can. I can help," the creature explained as if it were simple to do. But for it, it probably was. And it was all sounding very tempting to Scott.

"Why? And What would you want in return?" the young duke asked, just out of curiosity. There was no way what he was being offered was cheap.

"All I need is your name," the creature grinned the widest grin yet.

His name. That... That was ridiculous. What would this clearly powerful creature need his dumb name for? All he had to do was say it and all this responsibility would be off of his shoulders? "It's Scott," he said and the world went black.

Scott sighed and stretched. Being a human was going to be fun. Especially one in charge of a town as pretty and full of life and colour as Chromia. First, he put the room in order. No crystals sticking out of the walls from the deal being signed. The dresser back to its place. Calmed advisor knocking on the door that he was merely freshening up after the funeral.

Maybe choosing the most colourful things he could find was insensitive. At least judging by the advisors' shocked stare. "I had a think, and we can't have me looking too sad in front of people, especially after what happened with mother and father," he explained himself. "People need to see their duke is strong and ready to lead them," he added with a determined expression.

Wrapping all the humans with any semblance of 'power' was simple for a demon of Scott's skill. Before the meeting of rulers by the old capital he apparently absolutely had to attend he had everything in check and no one questioned that he was the duke. Other rulers were going to be another thing. Not that Scott had any worries. He was too good to be caught by some dumb mortals.

He was not expecting to see literal gods, a chosen of a powerful god, a princess with blessing from the sun itself, a witch, a goblin... and whatever mayor Lizzie was pretending to be. "Sorry for being late, things are still a bit hectic at home," Scott excused himself as he made his way to his seat. Trying to not glare at a weird bard no one warned him about. Why was a bard by the table? And a random and pretty handsome but still filthy archaeologist.

"Wait a second," the sheriff practically yawned. Scott would be very interested if he weren't a literal god of justice. But at the moment he was focusing on not hissing at a lantern being pointed at him. Or to think he'd have to sit next to a god. What did he get himself into? At least it wouldn't be boring. The goblin king was probably his best option, and pretty cute and adorable. He'd have to visit his area. "Not bad, but not too good," the sheriff announced as he set his lantern down.

"Oh... Okay," Scott nodded, not sure how to react. But got Joel was rolling his eyes so he didn't take it too seriously. And focused on graciously accepting condolences for what happened to his family. Planning an excuse to visit Gobland and maybe flirt with the cute goblin. He was not messing with no divine. At least not at the moment...

[jareauwalker]

"this shit is looking like a reddit poll" ijbol jj haters are tasteless

imagine hating her when she's just being the mayor of pretty princess town, as if that's her fault??

[moremintysmores]

More sunesty playtime co. fanon lore

This is my second time drawing bigger body sunesty this time I really like how she turned out great! I also wanted to change up her dress a bit this is also my first depiction of the children of playcare)

These are more like interesting facts for sunesty

After she became a bigger body

1. She treats all the toy and children really well however she can be pretty strict but don't worry she would never hurt them unless you are a stranger she will keep a eye on you every second and she pretty known for being easily paranoid so she can easily misunderstand what you are doing if she thinks you are doing something bad to the kids this goes for the bigger toys as well.

2. Am not sure if the park was involved in the hour of joy or not or if the park was already shut down before that special hour occurred am not sure how long sunesty or the other bigger toys were their alone in the park before the children arrived or if sunesty could hear the prototype if she did I guess she would be very grateful that whoever the prototype is that gave her the most wonderful gift she could ever ask for she wouldn't see the prototype as something bad.

3. It kinda ironic that sunesty a princess is loved by every child and everytoy just like the princess in those Disney movie were the princess is loved by the town folk and the animals of the forest specially if you are aware that every princess has a talking animal companion witch most of the talking toys are animals Btw

4. If the player never came back then idk how sunesty would be able to feed the children for any longer idk if the toy go out and steal from gas stations or if they have to if they run out of food but if food was never a issue then the park would turn into a civil town were the children would grow into adults and start having family's of their own and sunesty would be know as the mayor or continue being referred as the princess of their town.

5. Catnap originally offered to help out by using his gas to put the kids to sleep so sunesty could get some rest but she declined cuz if the children were to have a nightmare or they need the bath room she could be awake to confort them however night do get to her so every now and then catnap will come and use a little bit of his gas to put her and the kids to sleep.

6. It implied that the children of playcare are alive how many am..not sure so I'll just do a random count their are 8 toddlers 9 baby's so speaking in the present time there are 8 teens and 9 kids imagine taking care of 17 children

[forever-eternal]

Some more of Alternate Fenris: Like I said before, if you want to give them a nickname-- feel free!

Outertale

This Sans is an astrologist and rocket scientist, though he doesn’t share a heart condition as bad as his counterparts he still isn’t allowed to have coffee. Coffee cake, which is Papyrus’ specialty and favorite thing to make, is an amazing substitute and in many more flavor combos than the drink. This Fenris believes gravity is a social construct and floats around half the time, no matter what form she’s in. The humans trapped on the asteroid belt have evolved to not need air to breathe.

Dancetale

Flexibility training allows Fenris’ focus on complex aerial and acrobatic dancing, but will breakdance with Sans and perform fast-paced Latin dances with Papyrus for fun. This Fenris is more focused than she is mean, though her bluntness can still be read as rude by those who don’t know her.

Reapertale

With adopted brothers being Reapers, the Gods of Death, Fenris is the Spirit of Redemption and Retribution. Sometimes seen in dark forests as an abnormally large, white wolf that seems to glow faintly in the dark. More usually seen as a shoeless, hooded figure with a Double-Bladed Axe.

Mobtale

Part of a crime family. Sans is a member of the Upper Circle known as The Judge, while Papyrus is a lower rank referred to as Guard Bones. Fenris manipulates the housing market by buying/building and selling towns in a select area, selecting someone to be ‘Mayor’, and using their money to add onto and upgrade the town (think that song ‘Nook, Line, and Sinker’ by Stupendium). The town’s all depend on how much money the Mayor collects and gives to her. This puts all the blame on ‘Mayor’ instead of herself, even if the residents are the ones who didn’t pay anything.

Some of her towns are great places to live, others are not. It all depends on how much the residents are willing to pay for upgrades and upkeep. When the ‘Mayor’s get rowdy, she has her brother and the Family to back her up.

Oceantale

The Fontman Family have been pirates for generations, born and raised on the open seas. It was only a matter of time for them to find a selkie, a young Harp Seal Selkie. Despite the fact that she’s full grown, this Fenris retains her white fur when she’s decided to go about as a seal. Her love language is gifting shells and other pretty things she finds in the ocean, and these item have only grown more valuable the longer she lives on the ship. She has never heard of a hairbrush.

Instead of a werewolf, she becomes a seal with walrus tusks, nearly the size of a humpback whale.

Storyshift

Princess Fenris is the youngest of the Fontman Royal Family. One of her brothers, Prince Papyrus, vanished when she was still super young. Her oldest brother, King Sans, is incredibly protective of his remaining sibling. This Fenris is a bit younger than most of her alternates, about 17, and is very sheltered. Despite this, she is still incredibly curious and is often in places she shouldn’t be.

[abyssal-cryptid]

Even more Tears of the Kingdom thoughts (SPOILERS)

I cant figure out how long after Calamity this game is set. It's got to be at least some years, everyone else has changed but Link and Zelda

Link and Zelda have lived this time together in Link's house in Hateno <<33

Their Well holds Zelda's secret room

Also yes every well in this game has something so my favorite thing rn is just jumping into wells

Zelda had a school built to Hateno because she loves kids

I hate how so many people in this game who should know who Link is dont know him

You mean to tell Ive been living in Hateno for years and no one recognises me

Zelda is still referred to as princess which implies she hasnt allowed herself to be crowned queen

Ive spent like three hours just strolling in Hateno

I did get the camera and my enjoyment of the game has increased tenfold

HATENO TECH LAB HAS A RUINED GUARDIAN I REPEAT HATENO HAS A GUARDIAN REMAIN

Im so excited I missed seeing these everywhere

Purah's room has drawings of them and the divine beasts

You can just pick up the koroks who need to be reunited w their friends with ultrahand and carry them wherever they want to go. They also roll down hills

Me @ the forbidden ruins in Kakariko: "Let me in, let me innnn"

SIDON HAS A FIANCE

IM SO DISTRAUGHT

THEY SAW US SHIP LINK AND SIDON AND WENT "none of that here is his gf"

HUDSON HAS A DAUGHTER <<33

This game has cheese. I can die happy now

I am taking the elevator up every time I see a falling rock

Went to Akkala Citadel Ruins. Was looking at the views. SUDDENLY EVERYTHING GOES RED AND HANDS ARE CHASING ME WHAT THE FUCK

The way they dont let my boy have his long hair out on any fits is criminal. Could have tweaked the armor sets that much

Why is Zelda appearing everywhere and being an evil menace??? Zelda tf is going on w you?? Arent you supposed to be in the past

They looked at me, specifically, loving side quests more than my life and going "we have to give them more" and this is a good day

There's a golden horse???

Also I heard Yunobo is a dick in this??? Not my boy :(

I go to the Zora tower and there is a man nearly dead

ALSO OH MY GOD WHY DID ZELDA ATTACK KING DOREPHAN

Man was dying (Lets hope this doesnt age poorly because I dont think I could handle it)

So its been like five years at least since BOTW ended and like. Why does no one remember me and also where did all these new people come from that didnt exist here couple years ago?? Where were yall?? Having tea??

Kilton has a little brother <3

I should get back to the "first" main questline as in the Rito are dying in a blizzard but there's pretty flowers and mayoral elections

Did I already mention they did not nerf bows? They didnt and I love that, archers for life

Also I lost Hestu again and I need more inventory

I am afraid to venture into the Korok Forest

Stables are so fun. You get points from first visit, staying the night, registering horses etc AND THEY GIVE YOU REWARDS

I got the Traveler's Gear for General (my baby boy horse)

I found Big Horse and named him Babylon

Also saved this one guy stuck in a cave

Starting to get to a point where enemies drop 15-30 fuse power parts and life is getting easier

Ive activated like 20 shrines since I last did a bunch. I havent done them because what if I have to build vehicles (bad)

I miss cryonis

Havent done much in the sky tbh

I want my champions tunic. I however dont feel like going to the castle

Where the fuck is Ganondorf

I could always see him in BOTW I dont like this

I am kind of disappointed they didnt change the looks of old armor sets. HOWEVER. Cece's hat is all Im going to say. I wonder if I can wear that to Gerudo town

Im still a one shot to so many things

The Zora are dying (their water is turning into mud)

Gorons have malice pink eyes so dont trust theyre doing too well either

Barbarian armor fits so well with Link's messy long hair

Im still kind of shocked that the sheikah tech is just gone

How do I get into Hateno tech lab

Some of yall are actually building vehicles? Im avoiding that like the plague

Still salty about Sidon

I get taken for a little while and he gets engaged

His fiance did refer to Sidon as "my best friend"

The quote went "Im Prince Sidon's... oh forgive me. I am your best friend's fiancee"

She us cute but still

ALSO THEY MOVED MIPHA'S STATUE TO THE TOP OF PLOYMUS MOUNTAIN

THE ZORA'S DOMAIN STATUE IS NOW OF LINK AND SIDON

Why cant I marry him

Sidon carries Mipha's trident now (sobs)

When you meet him he goes "Its good to see you my friend" so happily

"By the way... I hope you know that I am truly happy to see you again after such a long time apart, my dearest friend"

I sobbed

He loves us so much

Just go visit him

Sidon wont marry me and Sonia and Rauru are married, cant a man find some love in Hyrule

[majickth]

Hey Majick, interested in your au your currently writing rn? Could you give us some stuff about the empires emperors and what their life is after the whole door incident?

Heck yea!!

Pix — post incident, hes got a background in archeological research and works as a history professor at a pretty prestigious uni. Ironically good about putting the past behind him. He’s the first to leave the group, having been pulled out of the school by his parents, but also the first one found by False.

Scott — he runs a small antique shop. hes learned to move on from a lot of things: his brother, his old crush, losing an eye (wears a prosthetic now, a purposefully flashy thing whose origin always changes depending on who he’s telling the story to; it’s never the real reason though)

Pearl — even after the incident, shes the only one who continues to return to the garden. 10 years later, she’s a janitor for Imperium, happy enough with the job (according to her strange musically inclined roommate that is). but she’s always yearning for something more. so one night she just disappears, nothing left behind but strange letters and an amnesiac to deliver them.

Sausage — he starts off as a bit of a rebel. not exactly a punk, but definitely an outsider of sorts. his only real friend is pearl. As an adult, though, he’s come to terms with a lot of things and now runs a sorta safehouse for kids who were like him. he’s even got a son now (it’s joel’s kid but that’s a whole thing to get into). Hes still friends with pearl and deadset on finding her

Joel — he wanted to be an artist; instead he inherits his fathers company, Stratos. hes rich, powerful, hes even got a family now (with sausage but, again, that’s a whole thing). comparatively, hes doing well for himself, except…he’s not happy. hes missing something, or rather that he left something behind. Or maybe something left him behind

Lizzie — before, she was captain of the swim team, but injuries sustained during The Incident forced her to drop out. As an adult, she works as a vet tech, which is a nice enough job. although she may tend to exaggerate a bit when talking to old friends (a lot actually, she’s lied about being mayor of a town and now she shes stuck with a mask of her own making)

Jimmy — he’s a sheriff. sorta. technically. so hes not an actual sheriff, but he does play one at a Wild West themed amusement park. And it’s a fun job! but when joel or fwhip are asking questions, its not the sort of answer he wants to give, not yet anyways.

Fwhip — a technician of sorts. he specializes in making flashy things: light fixtures, displays, special effects. his designs are eye catching. but rarely are they ever practical; thankfully, with ties to the filmmaking industry, his clients want flashy. he’s still in contact with jimmy despite their spotty relationship.

Gem — she hasnt forgotten The Incident, though she finds it easier to process when she pretends that all of that was just some elaborate play. Fittingly, she’s an up-and-coming actress whose most recent role involves playing a princess.

Joey — hes still looking for a thrill, that same rush as before when he was exploring another world. he travels, mostly by boat, occasionally doing jobs for people like ferrying them around. sometimes he smuggles things, but that’s neither here nor there and definitely not something he’d say aloud.

Shelby — she was expelled from the school following the incident, a mix of failing grades and being caught in restricted areas. She runs a small flower shop with Katherine.

Katherine — was part of the unofficial official gardening club with Shelby, Sausage, and Pearl. The Incident pushed her into wanting to protect the people in her life, especially her roommate/business partner Shelby. Has secretly been learning to fight and occasionally moonlights as a bodyguard for hire.

Oli — he’s in crippling debt! A struggling musician and pearl’s roommate. has no idea what’s going on but he’s here for the ride! A surprising voice of reason and an outsider pov for everything

[mercurygray]

Hello! I don't know if it is acceptable but #26 Lollipop, Eileen and Dick Winters?

This was a hard one! I was trying to figure out when Eileen and Dick would have a conversation by themselves, and I decided to give my Dungeons and Dragons AU another outing.

The candy was a revolting shade of yellow.

Dick had a lot of rules in his life, and buying snacks from small roadside stands was one of them, especially when the proprietor of the stall claimed that they were magic. But Eileen, it seemed, had no such qualms, and had happy handed over a small pile of pennies for a package of the sweets, each one carefully formed around a stick for ease of eating. The rest of the group was lagging behind, but Eileen was rather fleet of foot for a bard, and she was keeping pace with Dick as easy as anything, leaving all sorts of time, it seemed, for bad decisions at peddler's stalls.

"How can you eat that?" Dick asked, trying not to think too hard about what must have gone into the confection to make that color.

"Reminds me of my childhood," Eileen said happily, her words half-formed around the piece of candy. "You ought to learn to live a little."

"I live as much as I like," Dick replied.

"Ha! If that were true you'd be a happier man, Snowborn." She shook her head. "You northerners…all the same. Too serious by half. When was the last time you had a good tumble in the hay?"

"What does that matter?" he asked, knowing full well the answer was longer ago than he wanted to admit to her.

"Oh, it matters plenty," Eileen said with a grin, taking the lollipop out of her mouth to gesture at him with it. "And I think that's my answer," she added, which annoyed him even more. "How does a rogue fall in with a ranger like you? I'd have thought Lew liked better company."

"How does a bard come to serve a fallen queen?"

"Mine first," Eileen replied, and he could feel the glamour in her voice, working on his mind, compelling him to speak.

"H-h-he got me out of a …t-tight spot," Dick said, trying to keep his secrets even while he could feel the magic uncoiling his tongue. "There was a… m-m-misunderstanding with the mayor's daughter - she wanted to leave town and she thought that if she…a-a-asked me about it, I'd …take her with." He could feel the flush building in his cheeks, knew without even looking at her how wide Eileen's smile had gotten. Why was he fighting it? If she didn't hear it now she'd just ask him again later. The rest of the words came out in a rush, magic making the words flow as freely as if he told the story every day. "The mayor didn't see it that way, and he was going to throw me in jail when Lew came along and promised to get me out of town and away from the daughter."

She raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained by this turn of events - all rather shocking, considering who was telling the story. For Lew to be seduced by a woman was routine - for Dick, it was a revelation. "Was she pretty?"

"Not really," Dick said, that truth one she didn't need to compel from him. Harry could go on all day about the beauty of dwarf women but it wasn't really for him. She thought she had the gift of charm, like you, but that was mostly a lie. "Not pretty enough for that."

"To risk life and limb over, you mean?" Eileen asked. He nodded. "And our princess? Is she pretty enough?"

Dick stopped walking, the answer as heavy as iron in his mouth. "P-p-please don't m-m-make me say it," he begged, his teeth chattering on every word, feeling the magic tugging at him again. If I say it I can't take it back. While it's silent it can be ignored.

For a moment he could feel it, the sound shaping on his lips, and then, just as suddenly, it was gone. Eileen was still smiling, but it had softened into something else, something like understanding.

"She needs more men like that," she said, her usually brassy voice quiet. "Men who can keep secrets."

Dick watched her for a moment. "Is that why you serve her?"

The bard only raised an eyebrow. "Something like." And with that, she stuck the candy back in her mouth and would say no more.

[dontbreakthechain]

Doing this Scarlet Hollow meme I saw a lot of other people do

What can I say, I’m a follower by nature. Also, couldn’t find the original, can’t give a shout out to the maker. This is someone else’s copy pasted in and then their answers deleted.

TRAITS

Your “canon” trait combination? The canon-est playthrough I have is just my first one, Micah, the one where everything is a surprise. The traits for that playthrough are Book Smart and Keen-Eyed. I get why people think this combination is a little boring, but it’s great for a first playthrough. It gives you so much information, and its Skeptic Vibes work well when you don’t know how far the rabbit hole goes. I also want to give a shoutout to TTA and Street Smart (MC name: Kitty), hands down the funniest combination. This jaded cynical loner who talks to cute little animals like a fucking disney princess

What 3rd trait would you add for hardcore mode? I did do a hardcore mode, it was TTA, Mystical, and Hot. It’s a good hardcore set of traits, hot helps make up for the (to some characters) off-putting weirdness of the Mystical/TTA combination, and, because TTA and Mystical haven’t been special traits yet, it means your playthrough isn’t that much worse than a normal one. For my canon-ish runs, Keen-Eyed and Street Smart have some cool interactions, but overlap too much to make for a good playthrough. Keen-Eyed, Street Smart, And something else could be interesting.

What trait are you least drawn to? This is a fairly common answer, but Hot. It’s passively useful, and getting out of the Big Bad Choice of episode 4 is pretty great, but it has much fewer active interesting choices than other traits. 

Speaking of common answers, Powerful Build is fun you people are just nerds mean

Coolest trait? Street Smart. All the traits have their moments, but Street Smart is by far the most op and gives the most cool opportunities. Also, it makes a funny as fuck companion to half the traits. Street Smart/TTA?  Street Smart/Book Smart? Street Smart/Mystical? All absolute riots

ROMANCE

Who are you romancing? Everyone, sooner or later. Micah is romancing the dilf supreme, thanks to being in a prime position to do so after rescuing Rosalina/banishing Charlie. Kitty went with Kaneeka, my most common LI. I am not immune to goth girls or the music of Bruce Springsteen. It is also my mission to rescue her from Sybil.

What romance are you least interested in? Listen, Wayne girls (gn), I’m glad you’re having fun, but it’s not for me. Also, Stella’s romance is frustrating on a purely technical level. I get that it’s on purpose and I get why they did it that way, but it’s so hard to unlock. It’s especially frustrating that it’s so unclear whether Stella can even stand you until the very end.

Who would you romance if every character was eligible? I want Bo to [REDACTED REDACTED  REDACTED REDACTED] me until I can’t walk straight.  

MISC

What character would hurt the most if something bad happened to them? Something bad is happening to everyone, but I will riot if Sybil successfully traps Kaneeka, Bo is made any sadder, or the curse on the pastor isn’t broken.

Would you stay in Scarlet Hollow once the week is over? I mean, we’ll see what happens, but the game seems to be heading in a Scarlet Hollow is not going to survive the week direction. If I’m wrong on that... maybe, but probably not. If some major changes get made and it becomes less of a ghost town (...literally?) by the end, it might be worth it, but I’m a city person at heart. 

Who would you vote for dog mayor? Me. I’m dog mayor now.

[a-wayfairing-stranger]

Surprises.

Gonna be real this was originally meant to be smut but then it sort of took on a life its own and became just tooth rotting fluff so enjoy!

Taglist (Ask if you’d like to be added) @auxiliarydetective

Leta Middenlocke was many things, a liar, a cheat, a murderer and a soldier, but she never considered herself a fool, until this very moment.

They were on a moon, a small village named Kinsgard to be exact, and she had spent her wages on a dress, an actual dress and for what? To stand awkwardly in the room Ibram had been granted by the mayor of said town as a thank you for saving it from total annihilation? She examined herself in the mirror, the dress was pretty, a lovely shade of maroon that had a sweetheart neckline and reached her knees, once upon a time it would have suited her a lot more than it did now, a shaved head, bruised legs and guard issue combat boots were not this summers sought after accessories. 

Ibram would laugh at her no doubt, speaking of which where was the grumpy bastard? It was almost midnight and meetings never ran this late. 

She heard the beep of a keypad, speak of the devil and he shall always appear, and so he did, walking through the door backlit by the hallway lights, she’d know his silhouette anywhere, the cap, the coat, she’d committed it to memory.

“There you are.”

“Sorry I’m late darling..I ran into Corbec outside the pub on the way back, he and the boys were having a celebratory drink..”

 He turned and hung up his cap, then removed his coat

“And one drink became two and then two became three..” He chuckled “You know how Colm can be.”

“Aye I do.” She replied with a smile “When someone else is paying.” 

“On the house, us being heroes and all..” He turned to face her, a smile on his flushed face. “Whats this?”

“A surprise..” She twirled in the dress, he’d never seen her in anything besides her uniform before, she’d even spent ages shaving her legs with a straight razor, somehow she didn’t cut herself, a miracle. “Do you like it?” 

“Wh-Where’d you get it?”

“Bought it, with my wages..Had some saved up, since..well I don’t exactly need to buy much..” 

He was staring at her, she felt self conscious, she was right, she looked stupid, her days of dress wearing were far behind her.

“Silly really…I mean…when am I gonna wear it?” She shrugged, feeling like a burst balloon “Just..I guess…Forget it.” 

“Hey..” he walked across the room to her and put a hand under her chin “You look beautiful.” 

“You always say that.”

“Because its true.”

“I guess I just..I wanted to remind you that I’m a woman..”

“I know that, Princess.”

“Do you? Because I forget sometimes..” 

She ran her hands along the skirt of her dress, it was soft, she’d forgotten what soft clothes felt like.

“I’m just Middenlocke..”

“No, your Leta.” 

“Only you ever call me it, and even then only when no one else is around.”

“You’re Leta Victoria Middenlocke..” 

Her name had never sounded so perfect as it did coming from his mouth.

“All though, I do hope you’ll become Leta Victoria Gaunt..”

Her eyes widened, her eyebrows very almost reached her hairline.

“What?”

“I took so long out because I was getting something..”

He walked back to his coat, and when he returned he had small box in his palm

“And I had a whole plan about how I was going to suggest we take a walk and then I was going to propose under the moonlight..” He laughed, a rare sound coming from him “And then Colm went and buggered it all up by getting me drunk.” 

The ring was a gold band, simple, the only adornment was the Imperial Eagle etched into the center, Leta’s heart felt she had just survived a near death experience, she was used to that feeling, she’d had a lot of them. 

“But..How?” She asked “You…us…”

She knew from the moment she’d first kissed him, all those nights under the stars that they could never be anything official, no grand wedding, no children, no growing old together and planting tulips in a garden, that just wasn’t possible, Too many rules, too many differences between them.

She was the lowly penal legionnaire, he was the Colonel-Commissar, it just didn’t happen, not on this side of infinity.

“Ibram..I can’t be your wife.”

“Who says?”

“Literally everyone, love.” She scoffed “It would be career suicide for you and quite possibly actual suicide for me.” 

“It doesn’t have to be anything huge, I just..I want there to be a record of us somewhere…Some proof that..” He paused. “If either of us died, I’d want there to be evidence that this happened, That we loved each other.”

In all likelihood it was her who would die, that truth haunted every waking moment they spent together, a specter clawing at their happiness with ice cold claws, it would wait, a predator seeking its prey, as random as lightning striking the ground but it would come, they both knew this.

Leta Gaunt did have a ring to it.

“You have to ask me properly.”  

He smiled, and sank to one knee, Ibram Gaunt bowed to know one but the God Emperor, But he could make a exception in Leta’s case.

“Leta Victoria Middenlocke…would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”  

“Yes, Ibram, I would.”

He took the ring from the box and slid it on to her ring finger, it fit perfectly. 

He kissed her and then picked her up, he spun her around, the skirt of her dress spread around like the petals of a blooming flower and she laughed, for a moment, a fleeting moment they were just like any other newly engaged couple.

And by the Throne they would cling to this moment of happiness until the next one came along.

[sunshine-and-his-stars]

how do i select all of the above i rarely call my dogs their full legal name Porkchop (Black lab) - Porky, Porkins, chip chop, choppers, chopper floppers, big boy, snuggle buddy, lambchop (inside joke), chippy, chips, chops, sir porks-a-lot / sir chops-a-lot, porky pie

Daisy (Greyhound) - Doozle, doodle, noodles, noods, doods, doodle-doo, princess, daisy girl, doozin, schnoozle, pretty girl (there's more these are off the top of my head)

Truck (Greyhound) - Trucky, ducky, clown town, The Mayor of Clown Town, trucks-a-lot, baby boy, turkey, truckles mcduckles, truckin along

Bean (Guinea pig) - Beanie baby, beans, beanie girl, moncher, big chonker, chonks

Charlotte Cheesy-Toast (guinea pig) - Toast, the baby(TM), charles entertainment cheese, charlie, toasty, toaster strudel, baby chonker

Use your own judgement on the line between a nickname and a cutesy version of their name