#me clowning myself that she was going to show up next to him

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[helplesslypurple77]

Day 7-Aphrodisiac-Chrollo/Reader

notes: Chrollo is hard to write. Sry if this is ooc lol

title is from 'Stop' by Sam Brown

...

You're in the middle of curling your hair, when your phone rings. You curse, dropping the strand of hair you were preparing to curl, carefully placing the curling iron on the stone beneath your feet, and grab your phone. 

“Hisoka, where the actual fuck are you? We’ve gotta go soon!” You say angrily, your voice echoing against the stone of the stupid church the troupe had decided to hide out in. You're wearing pajama pants and a large oversized t-shirt, bending awkwardly in front of a small mirror you have propped up against the wall, frantically pinning your hair into rollers. You and Hisoka are supposed to leave for the mission in about ten minutes, and the damn clown is nowhere to be seen. Most of the other people have left for their missions already, leaving just you, Chrollo, and Machi in the large caverness room. 

Hisoka chuckles. “I'm sorry dear, but I'm afraid I'll have to leave you on your own!” He says. You almost dropped your phone.

“You’ve got to be joking,” You say, deadpan in your delivery. Maybe this is one of his stupid jokes. You tilt your phone, propping it up against your ear and picking up your curling iron again. Might as well finish setting your hair while Hisoka goes on.

“I'm not,” Hisoka says, sounding much too pleased for your liking. “As much as I would love to accompany you, I got caught up in something.”

A beat of silence fills the speakers, as you absorb what he had just told you. Then, the anger starts the flow. 

“You got caught up in something?” You hiss, annoyance clear in your voice. Machi looks up from her own mission preparations. Of course she got the easy one, while you were stuck at a stuffy high class event, with Hisoka to entertain. You pin your roller into place, moving onto the next strand of hair, yelling as you go.

You hear Chrollo shut his book with a snap. 

“You can't just, like, abandon me!” You yell into the speaker. “I literally can't do this mission by myself, you know that!”

“I'm afraid it's out of my hands,” Hisoka says. You can hear his smile through the phone, and you almost pop a blood vessel. “I wish you luck!”

“Hey, you can't just—” Hisoka disconnects with a beep. You stair at your phone in shock for a moment, and then raise your arm to chuck it across the room in frustration.

“Fucking damnit!” You shriek, then hiss as you burn your finger on your curler. Machi chuckles in sympathy.

“Hisoka?” She asks, shooting a wry smile in your direction. You nod.

“The fucker says he cant come,” You groan, pinning your last hot curl into a roller, away from your tender neck and put away your curling iron. “He says he's caught up in something or whatever.”

Machi stiffles a giggle, and you shoot her a look of betrayal. 

“Maaaachi,” You whine, sinking against the rock floor with a groan, your hair still in rollers. No sense to take them out, after it took you so long. “What am I supposed to do?”

“You could go by yourself,” She says.

“I caaaant, I'm a noncombatant,” You whine, “And besides their expecting husband and wife, they'd totally suspect me if I showed up alone.”

“You could say your ‘husband’ flaked on you.” Machi says, “it isn't technically a lie.”

“If Hisoka was my husband I just might throw myself off a cliff,” You groan, rolling over onto your stomach, careful not to jog your rollers. 

“He's hot though,” Machi says, gathering up her things.

“True,” You say, “that's literally the only thing he has going for him.”

Machi hums contentedly, as you stew in annoyance on the cold ground, rolling carefully back and forth, keeping your neck at an awkward angle so you don't jog the rollers in your hair. 

“So what's the plan, Boss?” Machi asks, packing her supplies in her go back. You frown, and then swiftly remember that Chrollo is here as well. You tend to forget, he doesn't talk that much. 

Chrollo gently sets the book he was reading next to him, stacking it neatly on top of the other books that sit beside him. 

“I guess it can't be helped,” He says, standing up from his position on the big boss rock, and jumping down to the ground floor where the mortals sit. “I'll take his place.”

You stare at him in surprise.

“Really?” You ask, genuinely a bit confused. You didn't really know Chrollo all that well, even though he was technically your boss. He didn't really interact with you much, and he never went on missions. 

“Yes, if I must.” Chrollo says, standing a few feet away from you as you start mindlessly on your makeup. 

“Oh,” You say, a bit thrown off and confused. Machi chuckles

“You sound so surprised and confused,” She says, hoisting her bag over her shoulder and shooting you a small smile. “Chrollo does do missions occasionally.”

“Not with me,” You mutter, then cover it up with a nervous giggle. “I mean I'm just not used to doing missions with anyone but you, Machi. And Hisoka.”

“My condolences,” Machi grins, slipping her sandals onto her feet. “You work so hard for us, Name.”

“I know,” You whine, carefully contouring your nose. Chrollo coughs, and you jostle in surprise. 

“Oh! I forgot you were still here.” You laugh, whipping away the excess contour you had accidentally smudged, and shooting a smile over your shoulder. Chrollo makes an odd face, tilting his head slightly.

“You forgot I was here?” He asks, sounding a bit offended. You shrug.

“You don't really talk that much,” You chuckle, highlighting your nose. “Do you have a suite?”

“I can find one,” he says, still standing a bit back from you. You try not to be too conscious of his eyes on you as you finish your makeup, spraying it generously with setting spray. This shit better not budge all night, or you're officially losing it.

Machi giggles, tossing you a wink as she heads towards the door. “Good luck, name.” She says, and you wave in her direction as she steps out of the shelter and into the rain. Thunder booms and lightning cuts through the sky, and when it recedes you can't make out her figure anymore. You sigh. Tonight is going to be awkward. 

♱♱♱

The taxi ride is dead silent. You sit in the back, Chrollo sitting a foot away, a book sitting open on his crossed legs. You stare out the window, hair pillowing softly over your shoulders, dress pooling over your crossed legs. The Taxi driver is unbothered, airpods sitting firm in his ears as he drives on, not a care in the world that the people he's driving are sitting in awkward silence in the back of his car. You heave a deep sigh, and catch yourself wishing Hisoka were here instead. At least he never shut up. 

Hurriedly, you kick yourself, and try to make conversation.

“What are you reading?” You ask, desperately trying to fill the awkward silence. Chrollo looks up, closing his book with a snap.

“Simply cataloging my abilities,” he says, slipping the book into his pocket. You resist the urge to roll your eyes. “Nothing interesting,”

“I thought you read actual books,” You say, one of your heels scraping your ankle as you cross your legs. “Is that all you read?”

Chrolllo coughs, muffling what you think might be a laugh. 

“No, my dear.” He says, turning to look at you fully. “Are you feeling prepared for the mission?”

“I guess,” You sigh, restlessly uncrossing your legs again. “We practiced and stuff, but…”

“You practiced?” Chrollo asks curiously, and you turn to face him fully. He has his hair down for once, and a piece of fabric covering his forehead marking. You catch yourself thinking he looks handsome. He should wear his hair down more often.

“Yeah, Hisoka and I,” You say, “We mostly just memorized our characters' names and stuff like that.”

Chrollo nods. 

“I see,” He says, reaching into his coat jacket for the wedding invitation. “You didn't practice being newlyweds?”

You laugh, tilting your head back and pulling your freshly curled hair over your shoulders so it doesn't get smushed. 

“We didn't really need to,” You say, watching the driver's screen through the plastic window separating the driver from the back seats. His map says you’ll arrive at your destination in fifteen minutes. “We’ve done a lot of missions together, and besides, Hisoka can be pretty charming when he wants to be.”

“Ah, I see.” Chrollo says, flipping the invitation open and reading it carefully. “So we are Mr and Ms Benton, then?”

You nod, recalling the information along with him in your mind.

“We’ve been married for two weeks, and we're so in love everyone is annoyed and disgusted with us.” You say, watching the blue dot that symbolizes the car your riding in move closer and closer to your destination. 

“Right, and our mission?”

“Get in, steal the necklace and get out without causing a fuss.” You reply, sighing. “It's this a lot of hassle for one necklace?”

Chrollo chuckles, slipping the invitation back into his suit jacket with a small smile.

“Maybe,” He says, “But we all have our part to play.”

♱♱♱

The part is a boring one. You nod, smiling through your teeth as this man talks on and on, throwing in the occasional ‘Uh Huh’ to be safe. Chrollo, hand wrapped around your waist, smiles widely, his eyes glazed over. 

You shift closer to him, leaning over to whisper through your teeth.

“Can we go now?” You ask, ignoring the butterflies that flutter in your stomach as he squeezes your waist comfortingly. 

“We haven't done what we’ve come here for yet,” He whispers back quietly, barely moving his lips. 

You roll your eyes, and tune back into the conversation. One man has cornered the two of you in the corner and is talking at you about his money and how many cars he has and how his last wife was a model and blah blah blah. You aren't paying attention at all. 

“And i have just added a new Bugatti to my collection,” The man says, pausing like you should clap or something.

“Oh cool,” You say, deadpan. The man chuckles, seeming to not at all get the sarcasm in your tone. 

“If you want to see them, pretty lady, you can come over to my place after—”

“You have some impressive cars,” Chrollo says, squeezing your waist twice. The signal. You take a swig of your champain, then set it gently on the table beside you. You want to come back to that. 

“Oh hubby, I think I'm feeling a bit faint!” You whine dramatically, bring a hand up to your forehead, closing your eyes and tilting your head dramatically. Chrollo gasps, abruptly sweeping you off your feet and into his arms.

“If you’ll excuse us, I'll be taking my wife to lie down for a bit,” Chrollo says to the man in front of you guys. Your eyes still closed, you peek out of the corner of one eye to find the man eyeing you with disappointment. Quickly, you close your eyes again.

“Hurry Baby,” You whimper dramatically. “I feel faint!”

Chrollo's hands tighten against your body and you feel his chest vibrate against your side. He must be laughing. But he speeds away at your instruction, moving towards the powder room, which just happens to be in a long hallway off the main room the party was situated in. the perfect place for the two of you to disappear to for about two minutes. Just enough time to get your hands on the necklace. 

“How did it go?” Chrollo asks as you return to his guard position, situated a few feet away from the door of the women's bathroom. You grin, flashing him a thumbs up.

“A brief scrap with a security guard, but i hide in a closet,” You say, taking off your plastic gloves and dumping them into your small clutch purse. It was almost laughably how easy stealing the necklace had been. After Chrollo had let you down from his arms all you did was walk the ten feet to the storage room and hide from the lone security guard in the nearby closet. Then you just swiped the necklace and placed it in the plastic bag you had prepared, and dropped it out the window. Now all that was left was to go around the house and retrieve it. 

“Now we just need to get out of here,” You say, wiping the sweat off your hands and onto your dress. “You think we can escape without car guy yelling at us again?”

Chrollo chuckles. “Not likely, I'm afraid.” He says, grabbing your waist as the two of you walk back towards the brightly lit entrance room. 

“Oh well,” You sigh, “I wanted to finish my champain anyway.”

Sure enough, it takes you all of five minutes for the car guy to find the two of you again, walking with you as you beeline for your champain. You're going to need all of it to survive even five minutes of this guy talking.

“...and just yesterday, I added to my new Rolex collection…”

“Oh really.” You say, downing your champain. It tastes a little weird. Maybe it's gone a little flat in the short amount of time you were gone. You place the empty cup down on the table beside with a clank. The man looks at it, his brown eyes sliding to you in a way that makes your skin crawl, and you shiver. Chrollo squeezes your waist gently, hand sending butterflies frolicking around your stomach. 

A beat of silence passes. Then the man speaks.

“Do you feel alright, miss?”

You raise and eyebrow, tilting your head to the side. 

“I'm fine?” you question, and then after a beat an escape plan starts to form. “You know what, I'm tired. Can we go home now baby?”

Chrollo springs into action, gripping your waist and spinning you towards the exit with a grin. 

“Of course dear, whatever you want.” He says, voice fakely sweet as the two of you march towards the exit at a brisk pace. You wind through the small circles of people, about seven to five people in each round, talking of this and that. They spare the two of you a passing glance before returning to their conversations. You catch snippets of them as you wind by, nothing of any interest or note. You feel a bit hot, longing for the cold air of the night. You can't wait to go home and take a shower. 

Finally, the two of you escape into the night, the cold air enveloping you. You still feel a bit hot. Chrollo leans in, whispering in your air as the two of you stop a few feet away from the front doors of the manor. 

“I'll get the necklace.” he whispers, pulling away from you with a brief kiss to your forehead. Then louder he continues, “Stay right here baby, I'll be right back.”

You nod, hand tracing the spot he had kissed as you watch him disappear into the night. Your skin tingles where his lips had touched it, and your heart pounds a bit fast in your chest. You still feel hot, even though you’ve escaped into the cold air. You sit down on a small bench, feeling a bit out of breath, and stair at the manor you had just exited. It's really a lovely building, the gothic architecture hiding in the shadows of the night. Light pours out from most of the windows of the multi story building, casting panes of yellow light onto the cobblestone driveway. The manor is on the main road, but set back to give the illusion of exclusivity. You yawn, sinking back against the small bench.

“There you are, pretty lady.”

You jump, opening your eyes abruptly. The car guy from earlier is standing over you, his legs only a few inches from your crossed legs. You glare up at him, much too tired to deal with his nonsense. 

“Can I help you?” You ask, your annoyance leaking out in your tone. Where the hell is Chrollo?

The man scoffs. 

“Why so rude, girly,” He simpers, “you should be loosening up to me soon.”

“You're bothering me,” You mutter, rolling your eyes. You feel a bit weak for some reason, muscles refusing to cooperate as you force yourself to stand. You totter a bit and the man catches you. His hands feel unpleasant, and you recoil quickly. 

The man considers, tilting his head to the side in confusion. 

“It should be kicking in about now,” He mutters to himself, hand on his chin as he eyes you up and down. His eyes feel slimy, goosebumps run against your skin as he grips your biceps, holding your arms against your side. “No matter, I'll just have to start early.”

He licks his lips, and your skin runs cold as what he intends to do to you becomes clear. You struggle, but feel strangely sluggish. Your body feels like jelly, hot and cold at the same time, and your limbs feel weak. The man laughs unpleasantly, grinning down at you, his eyes focused on your boobs.

“Not so tough now, aren't you?” He simpers. 

You try to struggle, trying desperately to pull your arms from his grip, to twist away, to escape. But you can't. You should be able to, this man is not more physically fit than you, but for some reason your body feels so weak. You bite back a whimper of fear, desperate not to show any emotion. It's been a while since you were afraid. 

“Your husband left you all alone, did he? Don't worry, i'll take good care of yo—”

He stills, his body going straight and tight. And then his eyes roll back and you watch him topple sideways, his hands leaving your arms as he crumples to the ground. You bite back a sob of relief as Chrollo grins at you, patting his hands of any free dust. 

“I've got the necklace, so let's head out.” He says, and then as he takes you in, trembling slightly like a leaf in the wind he continues, “are you alright?”

You shake yourself, forcing a grin as you fight through the liquid in your brain and the jelly in your limbs. You shoot him a smile.

“Just lovely!” you say, trying to convince yourself as you force your legs to move, propelling yourself towards the gate. “Let's head home.”

You assume Chrollo is following you, but you can't be sure. You can barely focus on anything, only propelling your legs forward, and ignoring the searing heat that is boiling in your blood, under your skin, in your gut. You feel like you're going to dissolve, melt into a puddle onto the ground. You can smell Chrollo behind you, a mix of citrus cologne and sweat, and a heavy musk that you can't place. You bite back a whimper, suppressing the urge to move closer to that scent, to curl into his body. You stumble a bit, quickly regaining your balance as you move out of the gate and back onto the street. Chrollo catches up, shooting you glances as he walks beside you.

“You sure you're alright, name?” he asks. The streets are empty at this time of night, but light streams down around you, from windows overhead to the pools of light below the street lamps. You no longer have any trouble walking, strowing confidently across the pavement, your hips swaying. You feel hungry.

“Oh, I'm doing just fine~” You sing-song, feeling a bit giddy with happiness. A singular man walks by and you have the sudden urge to chase after him, and make him kiss you. It's gone as soon as it has come, but it makes you snap out of your fearver, coming to a sudden stop on the concrete. 

“Ok wait, maybe something is wrong,” You say, bringing a hand up to your forehead. You feel no fever, but your hand shakes as you bring it away. Your body is still pulsing with heat, thrumming from your toes to the tips of your fingers and back down. And then the pain strikes. Blinding white pain running in tandem with the pleasure, mixing into a terrible cocktail of agony. You suppress a whimper, as your knees buckle, sending you tumbling towards the hard concrete.

Chrollo catches you before you can fall, reaching out to grip your waist, catching you a few feet from the ground. You bit back another whimper, this one threatening to rise from your throat as you feel his warm hand around your waist. You feel like crying.

“Name?” Chrollo says, gently bring his hand up to your chin and turn your face to look at him. “Can you tell me what's going on?

You whimper, unconsciously nuzzling into his hand as the burning pain recedes a bit to the edges of your body, and your consciousness returns slightly.

“I don't know,” You whimper, fully relaxing against him. He's the only thing between you and the cold hard concrete. “Why are you asking me like it's my fault?”

“Ok,” Chrollo says, grabbing your waist tightly and pulling the both of you to your feet. “Let's get you inside.”

“Mhm,” You murmur, nuzzling into his shoulder and breathing in his lovely scent. “Whatever you say.”

♱♱♱

The receptionist of the hotel sends him a scornful look as he walks up to the front desk, helping you walk.

It's a rather gaudy hotel, clearly a love hotel but it was the first one Chrollo spotted so it would have to do. It was better to get you into a hotel as soon as possible, you're clearly on some type of drugs.

The receptionist seems to agree, with the way she glares tiredly at him. 

“I switch jobs and it's always the same, huh.” She mutters, hitting the keys loudly. “Name, sir?”

“Benton,” Chrollo says, sliding the fake identification card across the counter. “This is my wife, Name Benton.”

“Uh huh,” The receptionist, Fumiko, sighs deeply through her teeth. “What kind of room do you want?” 

“Ah, I'll take the cheapest option please.” Chrollo says.

Fumiko raises an eyebrow, pinning him to the spot with her stare and letting silence fill the mostly empty lobby. Slowly, she slides her eyes to you, clearly drugged on his shoulder, and back to him. Chrollo feels more ashamed than he's ever felt before. 

“Cheapass,” Fumiko whispers, returning to the keyboard loudly. “Id?”

“Oh it–”

“Yeah,” Fumiko says, swiping it from the countertop. She looks at it for too long, holding it up to the light. Chrollo fears for a moment that she'll kick them out. He really doesn't want to find another love hotel, and you're getting more and more limp by the moment. Thankfully, she just sighs, going back to the computer with a sigh.

“Why do I even bother?” She mutters to herself, sliding the id back across the counter at him. “It's always worse, every time I ask. From barely legal to barely conscious…”

She continues muttering to herself, tapping away at the keys of the computer as Chrollo stands there, your body draped ungracefully against his side, breath coming in uneven little bursts. There's definitely something wrong with you.

“Cash or card?” Fumiko says. Chrollo slides the money over the counter. For some reason, he feels like this was the wrong move as Fumiko regards him with more suspicion as she hands over the room key.

“Enjoy your stay,” She bites out. 

“Thank you.” Chrollo says, moving towards the elevator of the pink and red lobby. He feels her hard stare on his back until the elevator doors close behind them. He hoists you up, cradling you in his arms for the second time tonight as your head lolls back, faint little pants exiting your mouth. Your eyes are hazy, your pretty curled hair tangling with his arms, hanging towards the ground in a waterfall of color. You look very pretty, but then again you always do.

It's a bit of a struggle to get you into the room, but he manages it, juggling you and the door as it shuts behind him with a solid heavy thud. He places you gently on the bed, sighing in relief and turning away to shed his own coat. When he turns around, you blink slowly at him. 

“Ah, you're awake?” he says, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt. “How are you feeling?”

You dont reply, blinking slowly at him, eyes hazy. Chrollo feels a bit more worried. You're not really conscious, you’ve barely spoken full sentences since that man put his dirty hands all over your arms. He had assumed your lack of fighting had been to avoid a scene, but maybe it was something else. 

“Name, I need you to tell me what's wrong.” Chrollo begs you, more worry than strictly necessary leaking into his voice. Finally, your pink lips part.

“Hot,” You mutter, jumping to your fighting with the top of your dress. “Help me out of this.”

Chrollo obeys, turning you around and undoing the zipper of your black dress with a sigh. He ignores the swaths of skin on display from him, pointing his eyes strictly over your shoulder. You sigh, slipping out of your dress. Chrollo watches it pool below you on the floor, black slinky material sitting in a pile. You smile up at him for a moment, a twinkle of innocence in your hazy eyes, your hair sitting messily upon your shoulders, the straps of your bra tempting his eyes to look a little further. 

“Are you feeling better?” He asks instead, keeping his eyes strictly above your collarbones. You do have nice collarbones. He'd like to kiss them, if you would let him. You don't seem to like him much. Chrollo acknowledges that you must consider him boring, compared to the louder and more eccentric mission partner you were assigned. But he could be interesting. If you’d let him.  

“Mm,” You humm, turning away to crawl onto the bed. Chrollo's eyes take in your body as you crawl back, your ass on display for him to view. You're wearing matching black underwear. Heat runs through his body, and Chrollo feels his dick jump against his thigh. It's probably been too long. 

You’ve propped yourself up on your knees, your face pressed against the white bedsheets, your ass still high in the air, presented like a present. Chrollo is beginning to understand what exactly that man had slipped you. It must have been an Aphrodisiac of some sort. It's clear as you wind your hand down, and Chrollo watches you stroke your pussy through your panties. He clears his throat.

“What are you doing, Name?” He asks, undoing another button on his shirt. It's too hot here. 

“I feel so hot,” You whimper, and Chrollo watches as you push your panties aside, slipping a finger into yourself with a squelch. Chrollo bites his lip, hard. 

“Do you need my help?” He asks. You need to say yes. What will he do if you don't. He might lose his mind.

“Yeah,” You whimper, the white sheets stark against your pink lips. “Hurry.”

Chrollo moves embarrassingly fast, tossing his belt and shoes onto the floor with his jacket, and thrusting himself inside of you.

Your back arches, your toes curling in the white fabric as you clench deliciously around him. Chrollo bites back a groan, embarrassed of his eager behavior. He would have linked to work you up normally, maybe eat your pretty pussy. But that would have to wait for another day. And it seems you don't mind as you buck against him, urging him to move. 

“Ugh, you're big.” You whimper, hands knotting prettily in the white sheets. You look so pretty like this, turned on your back and grinning hazily up at him. He wonders how long this will last. He wonders if when you awaken tomorrow, you’ll regard him with the same cautious contempt you always do. 

Chrollo grips your waist with his hands, thrusting himself deep inside your clenching walls, setting a slow deep pace. You move with each thrust, pretty pink mouth letting out breathy pants and groans. If he's lucky, a pant of his name. The world around you is hazy, the gap of window shown by the curtains is fogged up, condensation and sweat muddling the world beyond. Your back arches, your body trembling as you grow closer to your orgasms.

“I'm close,” You whimper, muffled against the sheets. Chrollo presses his body against yours, pressing the two of you deep into the bed. You're laying flat now, your but reaching up to meet his short, deep thrusts. Your walls are clenching around him, driving him giddy.

Chrollo doesn't know how to feel. And so he focuses all of his energy on pleasing you. On watching the shudders and shivers of your shoulders, the clenching of your fingers, the gasping breaths spilling from your pink lips. He presses little kisses to your neck, leaving a pretty scatters of hickeys across your shoulders. The red spots make him swell with pride as you clench around him. 

“I'm cumming.” You groan, body tensing and walls suctioning him deep inside you. Chrollo obeys your body's command, thrusting himself deep inside of you one more time and letting himself go. Your moans are pretty as you come, and Chrollo muffles his own sounds in your shoulders, as stars the color of your eyes spill across his eyelids. 

He doesn't know what's going to happen after this. But at least for now, as he pulls himself out of you and curls up beside you, the world is content.

...

Endnotes: sry this ones kinda short i had a lot going on today lol

[sailorblossoms-rankane]

I find myself cringing (like foaming in the mouth and full-body twitching) when female Ranma asked screamed for Ryoga to help him. LIKE URGH—Ranma will absolutely do a somersault and a backflip going to the volcano's pit instead of asking Ryoga's help! Man, the old version is so goddamn weird.

the old anime is indeed weird as fuck.

I haven't seen what you mention, but in general: anime Ranma is generally just a fraud. He constantly has to be saved or helped in situations he would neveeerrr need any help. They often make him look like a common clown. There's a filler where he has a fight with a child and he LOSES (and this is somehow no big deal for him. Manga Ranma would never let this shit stand) whenever I watch anime original content (don't get me started on the movies)... i have yet to see anything that truly underscores that bro is built different. They even change manga content to make him look more useless like

it's even worse with girl Ranma because girl, which means male fantasies. Part of this is this thing where they give girl Ranma weirdly sexualized lines or behavior to sell her as "available" for a male audience, sometimes they use Ryoga to deliver them ("she says it to him" but it's actually for you) (there's this WEIRD scene in the soap arc where the anime has Ranma washing Ryoga's back while calling him a hunk the ladies die for, which is part of the fantasy for the audience... in the manga, Ranma simply knocks him out with a blow and runs. He would kill himself before saying or doing some of the shit they have him doing in that show) I don't eve going to take screenshots of the tweets where I show examples, I might start foaming myself. So let's focus on the next fantasy: the damsel.

Girls' gotta be fragile, so they do this in the pantyhose episodes: instead of Ranma protective Akane with his body and looking fierce, they do a "scared girl" closeup

they also omit Ranma making it clear he's angry cuz Akane almost got hurt btw, so you might think part of his anger was bro (feminine) just being afraid of the big bad boulder

speaking of damsels

however, because this is indeed a very strange show, in the shinnosuke ova they do the opposite (an ova where they remove practically all of Ranma's vulnerability and the depth of his feelings for Akane... they have bro SNORING when they reveal Akane is MISSING and no, I'm not making it up or exaggerating, but anyway...)

in moments where girl Ranma is meant to look vulnerable, they show her like an action hero

(why the fuck is Ranma saying this to Akane after saving her is beyond me. makes it seem like Ranma can't help but put her down, even when it's dead serious, which he also does in the movies)

bro is meant to be heartbroken </3 (they also ommit all the instances of boy Ranma looking like he lost his will to live, god forbid that motherfucker shows how bad he has it for her)

[auraisereigh]

"Regal"

chapter sixteen

Brennan Sorrengail x Riorson reader Blurb: Star prepares herself for her first meeting. wc: 8.1 ☆ SPOILERS FOR THE EMPYREAN SERIES. Uses pronouns: she/her. i use Star as a nickname as y/n sounds weird, and i'm awful with names.

Masterlist ☆ Dragon guide ☆ Star's story ☆ Empyrean guide ☆ Support me

It's not the flight that unsettled me. It's the fact that his dragon seems to take joy in my discomfort. Like I'm some clown in a circus.

Why does every dragon make fun of me?

"Are you okay?" I hear Brennan's soft voice behind me from where I'm sitting on the grass. "Yeah, just... Dragons seem to like making fun of me lately." My voice is sarcastic as I continue to slice my apple with a small dagger.

He chuckles softly and sits down next to me. "Seems like it. It's better that they make fun of you than that they eat you." He leans his head closer and a smile makes its way up to my face but I can't help but wonder if he can see the flush that has risen to my cheeks.

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I'm reminded all too well of bitter memories as we walk through the gorgeous halls. Viscount Tecarus Palace had always been beautiful, defenseless, sure, but beautiful. I've always envied Poromiel for that. They kept their culture, their art and what makes them unique.

I walk in between Felix and Brennan as we're being led by some gryphon fliers through the enormous halls. The last time I was here everything was still good, I was happy.

"Don't you need to wear a crown, princess?" I hear a familiar, deep, dark voice call out. I feel his presence behind me just as I've always had.

All three of us stop in our tracks. Felix and Brennan are a little further ahead.

I turn around and face Drake.

Drake Cordella.

"I'm not crowned yet." I say my voice comes out sharp yet there is a hint of sweetness.

I never had anything against Drake, he was polite, had a sharp tongue when he wanted to but I liked that. And he's not the serpent that is his cousin. We shared a bond based on mutual respect but also on competition. We were always striving to be better than the other.

I'm gonna assume that started after my father rejected Viscount Tecarus proposition to start a betrothal between Drake and I but if that was the reason he'd never tell me. If anything, we had never spoken about it.

"One day you will wear a crown." He states as he walks closer to where I'm standing. "Whether it's Tyrrendor's crown or Navarre depends on how much you want vengeance." His words catch me off guard for a split second. I had never thought about taking Navarre's crown. I didn't want a crown from a kingdom who lie to their own people, who refuse to stop weaving the blindfold to keep their people in the dark.

Does it intrigue me now? Taking a crown and removing the blindfold for everyone, so the people can see the truth their leadership has hidden them from?

Maybe.

I shake myself out of my thoughts. "I only have interest in what's best for my people. It's the reason why I'm here." I say smoothly. The sweetness dripping from my voice, showing him I have no interest in his games. It will only end up somewhere else. Places I rather not come anymore.

Like his bed. I shiver at the thought. Regrets are truly a bitch.

"Then shall we start this meeting?" I hear Tecarus voice from the other side and I turn my head to see him standing in the doorway that leads to the enormous dining room. "I believe it was quite urgent, was it?" I refrain from rolling my eyes at him, instead I look at Brennan, who's focused on Tecarus too. I walk to him, standing back in the middle of our little trio. "Viscount Tecarus. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Felix says and i roll my eyes at last. "The same goes for you, Felix Gerault. Miss Riorson spoke highly of you." He flashes his perfectly white teeth my way.

Sure, Felix is a great asset but I hadn't spoken all that much about Felix so Tecarus is just overexariating. Though I can't help but feel a wave of gratitude go through me that Felix actually joined me on this trip, it helped sooth my nerves.

"My dear," Tecarus motions at me with his hand. "Perhaps you and your company should change into more formal clothes." His voice sounds like he's offering but I know he isn't.

"We don't need to change." Brennan simply States and I wince as I look away from Tecarus. "Perhaps Miss Riorson should explain to you the rules of my meetings...oh my apologies, I'm afraid I don't know your name? Our dear never mentioned a third person to accompany." I can feel Tecarus sharp eyes on me. "It was a last minute decision." I sigh as a headache starts forming.

Tecarus gives me an acknowledging look. "Your name?" He asks again as he turns back to Brennan.

"Brennan, sir." He responds curtly. Tecarus tilts his head, I inspecting Brennan from head to toe and my heart beats out of fear. If he says that he's a Sorrengail then he's dead.

"Brennan...?" Tecarus inquires and I became more nervous with the second. I can see Brennan's hand fidget behind his back. He knows it too. If he speaks he's dead.

"Brennan Aisereigh." I speak up. "He comes from the family Aisereigh. He recently joined at Riorson house to help with strategies. It's his strong suit." I explain with a small smile, trying to appear as normal as possible, as confident as I can.

"Aisereigh?" Tecarus asks with a look that says he's thinking. "That's Tyrrish, is it not?" He looks between the both of us. "Yes." I smile. "Translated it means resurrected."

Brennan turns his head towards me, his eyes slightly widen and I give him a soft smile. Reassuring him.

"Very well. Drake will bring you all to your rooms." Tecarus announces and I rip my gaze from Brennan.

We start walking and I walk closer to Brennan, my arms grazing his as we follow Drake to our rooms.

Once we arrive I wait for Drake to leave and Felix to go his room, leaving Brennan and I alone.

Without saying anything I grab Brennan's hand and pull him gently in my room. I let go of his hand once inside and close the door and lean my back against it.

"Don't ever tell anyone you're a Sorrengail. They'll kill you." I whisper but the sound is clear in the empty room. A room that hasn't been used for at least two years.

"I won't." He answers. "Thank you. For out there, I didn't know what to say." He looks me straight in the eye as he says that and I can't help but be mesmerized by his amber eyes. I feel my heart beat faster but my nerves calm down. I blink and look away. "We should get dressed." I say quiet as I make my way to my old wardrobe. I can feel him follow behind me as I open the giant closet with various dresses, in many different colors and shades. All types of shapes and designs.

"So, you do have a crown?" He asks amused and I can't stop the smile that appears on my face. I don't answer him, instead I take my bag and open it, taking out a velvet bag. I open it and pull out a black crown with red stones. Dad had it made for me when it became official I would be the heir to Aretia. I had small input in the design, it were the colors I chose and the stones but still it looked gorgeous.

He whistles amusingly and I hand the crown to him. It doesn't feel special, not anymore. It doesn't even feel like I still have a throne.

"So your favorite color is red I take it?" He asks as he looks at the crown. "Yes, I suppose it has something to do with the fact that my magic is red." I simply reply as I turn back to the wardrobe.

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About twenty minutes later I'm almost complete dressed and finished. A servent had come by to give Brennan something to wear.

I look into the mirror, to the black dress I chose. It's a soft material with a heart shape neck line that follows my curves to my waist and from there on it flows freely. The build in corset has red strings attached to it. I slowly work my way down the corset behind my back, my arms exhausted with the effort. I'm almost all the way down when I hear his voice. "Do you want some help?" He asks as he appears in the mirror and I'm caught off guard by how good he looks, the suit they gave him looks like it was made for him, it's pitch black but somehow it's different from his leathers. He looks...handsome. truly, utterly handsome.

"Yes, please." I whisper and my hands claps together in front of me as his hands start on the strings, pulling them so it's tight but breathable. He makes quick work of tying the ends into knots. "Is it good? Too tight?" His voice comes out caring. "It's good. Thank you." I whisper again. Despite that this trip was mainly my idea, I had no clue how I was supposed to do this. I've never done it alone, I always had dad with me. Even if I have faith that Tecarus won't drop me it's still nerve wracking.

"You're gonna be okay." He whispers. "It doesn't feel right." I answer immediately. "Dad should be here, or my brother. I've never done this alone." I admit.

"You're not alone. I'm here. And so is Felix." His hand wraps around my wrist and he pulls me away from the mirror to face him. It's then that I see it. My crown.

He holds it with great care. While I had pushed the crown on top of all my things in a too small bag.

With his other hand he pushes some hair strands out of my face before he places the crown on top of my head. Ensuring it's secure.

"You look regal." His words catch me off guard. It's the way he says it, like he means it out of the depths of his heart. "Is it princess I should call you or duchess?" He asks as he braids a small pieces of hair and wraps it around the crown to ensure it stays in place.

"I'm not sure...everyone calls me princess but that's for someone who would become queen and Tyrrendor is not independent so I would become duchess if I were to be crowned." I explain with a frown. It was a good question, one I should probably discuss with the assembly.

"Is it okay if I call you princess?" My heart beats harder again. "You can call me Star too, whichever you prefer." He looks at me and stops mid braid. "I didn't want to come over heartless. I know it's what Naolin called you." He says as he continues the braid and wraps it around the crown bade just like the other side. "But it does fit you. You bring light when it feels like there is only darkness, even if you don't see it yourself." He holds his arm out for me to take.

I hook my arm in his and hold close as we walk to our door. Felix is already waiting on the other side and he grins when he sees us together but I don't let go of his arm.

"Shall we?" Felix asks and we both nod. Felix walks in front of us while Brennan and i follow behind.

Once I see the dinning room my tracks slow, my nerves kicking in and Brennan senses it too.

"Show them how regal you are, princess" Brennan speaks in Tyrrish as his hand moves to my lower back and pushes me forward.

"Perhaps I'll give you a small surprise later." He winks at me.

And a blush spreads across my face. One I can't hide and he knows it to if his grin is any indication.

He gives me one last soft look before he opens the door for me. "Go one little Star."

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Grief

Jason Todd X Reader

Warning- mentions of death, and just overall depressing plot (Sorry, I had the idea so I went ahead with it).

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I could still remember the last conversation I had with him. It was warm out when we talked, just like today. He had asked me if I wanted to go out on a date with him, if I wanted to see a movie with him that had just come out.

I remember the call from Dick as well, hearing his broken voice over the other line and feeling my stomach tighten and drop at the same time. He had been killed, murdered in cold blood by some lunatic clown that should have been put out of his misery years ago but hadn’t due to Bruce’s refusal.

I remember that deep feeling I got that I hadn’t really ever felt before, and how much worse it seemed to get when I watched them lower him 6 feet under the ground. That thick and nasty sob that squeezed past my lips as Barb held me reassuring me it was alright.

And now I’m here. Standing in front of a marble gravestone with our tickets in hand. I hadn’t seen the movie, not the week it came out or the months following after, but I kept the tickets he had given me for ‘safe keeping’ at the time in my purse and refused to let them go.

“I brought you flowers today, fresh ones to replace the ones from last week,” I say softly as I kneel in front of the stone with his name carved onto it amongst other things. “They’re your favorite,” I mumble as I remove the dead flora from the vase and start to replace them with the fresh ones that breathe life to the area.

My movements are slow as I take my time arranging the flowers to look neat and full before I pull back and sit there for a moment. My eyes scanning over his name, “It’s been a year since you passed and everything happened…April 27th on the dot,” I say softly as I glance down at the tickets I have in hand.

“My…my therapist told me I should stop visiting you so often. She said it wasn’t healthy to live in the past and speak to you like you’re still here,” I say softly as I keep my eyes on the movie tickets. A warm breeze gently blowing past me as I sit there in silence for a moment, “I’m not really sure who else to talk to though, you were my closest friend and even in death I know some how you’re still listening,” I whisper softly as I shrug my shoulders a little while leaning closer to the marble stone.

“This whole grief thing is so weird,” I mumble as I reach a hand up to wipe the tears that had started to silently fall from my face. “I’m stuck living with the ghost of what might have been if I had just asked you to get a different show time…if I had annoyed you to do something that night to keep you off of the streets…what might have happened if we had actually had a chance to explore what we felt,” I whisper softly as I wipe more tears.

A deep inhale moves through me followed by a long deep exhale. “I still haven’t seen it,” I say as I lift up the tickets, “They have DVD copies of it now, and I still haven’t seen it,” I say softly as I sigh while lowering the pieces of paper.

I look over the tickets for a moment, “I figured since it’s been a year and everyone is trying to help me move on it would be best if I gave these back to you…for safe keeping,” I say softly as I lean forward and tuck the tickets under the flower vase to keep them from being blown away.

Leaning back I take a moment to look over his gravestone for a second, “I’ll still come see you though, promise,” I whisper, “Even if people say it’s not healthy I refuse to leave you alone…I don’t want you to get lonely,” I say softly before I lean forward again and give a small kiss to the cold marble. “I’ll be back next week at the same time, don’t get bored without me okay?,” I say softly as I stand up and dust myself off. Take one final glance over the area to make sure it’s clean and to my liking I grab my bag and turn to leave. My shoulder makes contact with someone and I pause as I glance up to see a taller man with his hoodie pulled up and a medical mask over his face.

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” I apologize as I offer him a soft smile before I step past him and head towards the exit. My footsteps light and casual as I walk, and just as I’m about to reach the exit I glance back for a moment a find that man watching me.

I pause for a moment as our eyes meet ‘Weird…’ I think to myself as I wonder why he’s just standing there. I don’t stick around however and I make my way out of the graveyard and towards my car to leave.

I would be back next week at the same time, on the same day with a new set of flowers to replace the old ones that didn’t last long in this spring heat.

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Not proof read, I’ll be back later to look it over.

-Mrs. Grayson.

[potentialguybodyswaps]

Brother body part swap part 1:

My teen brother after finishing high school and going to the same college as me as a freshman, went though a major transformation inbetween summer break and starting college

In high school he had a lot of friends, more than I do now as a senior, and I never really herd him talk about sex or getting with anyone when he was in high school.

But whenever we’d go home after school and he’d have his friends over, they would always talk about how and who they were banging that week, my brother always had the most outlandish stories, talking about how how he’d use his big dick to fuck whatever brode it was in his story, all the moaning, and getting his face shoved into her boobs

I was kinda proud of him, I’ve only been with 3 girls myself, but what I was even more proud about was hearing how he had a big dick, I’ve seen my father’s one time on accident when I was a kid and was afraid that’s what I would peak at. luckily I’m probs 3 or 4 inches bigger than my old man. I was worried my brother didn’t get laid any in school cause he had my fathers dick size, but I guess I was wrong

I envied my brother benji , i always thought he was better looking than me, and I don’t know how he went from the popular class clown to one of the supposed fuck boi’s on campus in such a short time

His friends always thought it was a bit weird that benji would invite me to their smoke sesh and get High while they told their latest stories and I never seemed to have any

I typically would just zone out and watch the tv, as their stories would just become white noise to me while getting high

One day after his friends left, benji shortly came back and sat down next to me while I was zooted watching Rick and Morty, he was always better functioning while high, probs from smoking in high school too, so he had a couple years of experience, I only started smoking with him cause I was curious and didn’t have a connect myself…

Benji started talkin to me, and started asking some weird questions, but I tried not to pay any attention to them since I was so into my show

“Hey Christian, I have a question for you” he said trying not to seem needy for a answer

“Yuh” I said still staring at the tv

“Um how old were you when you first got laid” he said putting his hands together and leaning forward focusing on the tv with me

“17” I said

“And ummm… how big is your dick”

“Uh like 9 inches…. Um…. You?” I said Tilting my head a bit to look at him

“Um… 7, myself, why do you ask” he said seeming uneasy

“Bruh, chill, I don’t care, you asked first after all, what’s the problem bro, something wrong?” I said, turning back to the tv

“Um, I mean I guess, some girls I’ve been with kinda think I’m small” it was as if I could feel him sink into the couch after he said that

“Nah bro, your good, I mean your pretty good looking, no homo. And 7 inches isn’t small, bigger than average, she’s probs just a college slut, there’s always someone bigger. Now let’s just watch the rest of this, and finish the season haha” i said laughing and reaching over to give him a brotherly tapping on his chest

“You think I’m good looking? haha thanks bro. just one more question, what’s your body count, or like how often do you get laid” he said laughing seeming to return to his happy self

“Um like 2 or 3” I said

“2 or 3 girls or times” he said looking directly at me shocked

“Times bro, now shut up, we can talk about this later” i said annoyed now

Thankfully benji decided to shut up for while… but I did decide to knock on his door before we both went to bed, so we can get up early and drive to campus…

***knock knock knock***

“hey bro, you good?” I said looking at him sitting down on his bed biting his lip, hair dangling down looking at his phone.

“Ya Chris, I’m good…” benji said not really seeming like he was in a good place

“Aye you sure ben? You know I’m here for you right? You’re my favorite little brother you know?” I said smirking

“I’m your only little brother” he said seeming to cheer up a bit”

“Ya I know” I said still standing at his door frame

“May I come in?”

“Ya”

I stepped into his room, which was kinda a mess but I don’t really blame him, my room was kinda the same when I was his age

“So um about some of the things you were talking to me about earlier, what was that about?” I said taking a seat in one of Beni’s gaming chairs, swinging it around so I can look at him

“Um it was nothing… just, some girl problems…. You know what I mean?” He said looking kinda sad at me

“I mean ya, don’t get me wrong, I’ve had my heart broken before but I’m not like you Brosif, it almost seems like you and your buddies have a game going on to see who can fuck the most girls or something haha.” I said trying to relate to him

“That’s the problem bro” he said tossing himself on his bed but still facing his head towards me so I can here him talk

“I can get with chicks no problem, but none of them seem to wanna date me for some reason, and the few I have dated, cheated on me with guys they said had bigger dicks, said I wasn’t enough for them” he said looking very distraught now clinching a pillow to his chest

I felt bad for my bro, it seems he’s really trying, but just can’t find the right girl, I know how it feels to hurt like that.

“Man, like I said earlier, they must just be sluts if that’s all they care about bro, don’t stress about it bro, I’m sure in a couple years you won’t think about any of them again” i said walking over and putting a hand on his shoulder

“ but I don’t wanna wait years, I wanna form a connection with someone that cares for me bro, it fucking sucks” benji said as I saw a tear slip out his closed eyes

“I’m sorry man, maybe I can try to hook you up with one of my exes bro, some of them have told me they thought you were the cute brother anyways haha, they might be interested, you always liked hanging out with me and my girlfriends right?”

“Ya” he said voice trying not to break

“Ok then, I’ll start work on it tomorrow, get a good night sleep bro” I said heading to the door”

“And um, benji, just know, your never lonely as long as you have family, your a good person, good night, love you bro” i said closing the door heading back to my room

Once back in my room I hopped on my instagram, and was scrolling though posts when I saw a post from benji’s fanstagram (fake instagram account) where he shared a link about some necklace that looked kinda cool but clearly wasn’t real (the material I mean, definitely didn’t look like real silver). I checked the comments and I guess it was suppose to be some magic prop from a show or something, came with warning labels and all, but what does a necklace need a warning label for? Ya know what I mean haha?

Anyways the necklace was SUPPOSEDLY enchanted by a witch, and the wearer could swap bodies parts with other people when he wore the necklace and put on the clothes of the person he wanted to swap with.

I thought it was weird but decided to go ahead and purchase it anyways for him, sometimes ya just need to get a gift for one of your family members, plus I mean his birthday was in a few days anyways, luckily the deliver date was a day before his birthday, talk about coming in clutch haha.

The next day came by and was kinda uneventful, for some reason I was just really excited to see benji’s face when I give him his gift

I did however was able to get one of my ex’s “Beth” to agree to go on a date with him, even better was it was gonna be on his birthday too, guess I got him 2 gifts haha, when I told him he seemed really excited telling me I’m the best brother anyone could ask for

Another day gos by uneventful, benji telling me about all the idea’s he has for his date, asking me questions like what I think she’d like… I told him, “just be you, maybe hang out for a bit, dinner if she gets hungry, perhaps take her to the lake and go for a swim” I said winking at him

“How am I gonna get there? It’s be kinda weird if you drove us, also kinda pathetic if she has to drive us” he said seeming like he was trying to hint at something

I rolled my eyes and tossed my keys at him “duh bro, you can borrow my car I guess while you go on your date, don’t fucking scratch it tho, you know mustangs aren’t cheap”

“Seriously bro? Your gonna let me drive the stang? What’s the catch, why are you being so nice all of a sudden” he said squinting his eyes at me

“No reason bro, it’s your birthday, that’s like 1 of the 2 days a year I legally have to be nice to you, what you don’t wanna drive it?” I said raising an eye at his question

“No!, No!, I do! It was just a question that’s all” he said back peddling

The rest of the night went as usual, play’ed some games, did homework, kept checking the mail all the way till 9 pm waiting for benji’s gift to come, it’d be ashame for it to arrive after his birthday, not really a birthday gift then is it?

The next morning I got dressed and ready to go to campus, benji was the first one out as usual and just waited in the car, but he did yell out the door that I had a package on the step

“This is it” I thought to myself “it arrived, good thing too, I’ll give it to him after school” my internal monologue continued as I ran down the stairs to grab it and ran back up to my room

I opened it up and saw the necklace in a plastic baggy, aslong with instructions…. “Who needs instructions for a necklace like seriously? How hard is it to put a necklace on haha”

It did look pretty cool, I decided to open it and try it on, my head was too big to just slide it over my head, so I had to unclasp it and clasp it again around my neck

Looking in the mirror on my dresser I decided it really did look good, and I should have gotten myself one too, that way we could match, but too late now I guess, could always check and see if they still have any later I suppose

For some strange reason I thought back to what the description said of the necklace, about how it could supposedly swap body parts by wearing other people’s cloths, and I know it’s dumb, but you know what they say. Curiosity killed the cat.

I didn’t have any of benji’s spare clothes in my room, but he did leave a pair of his shoes in my room from hanging out with me a lot

I took mine off including socks since if there’s a chance this would work, socks would probs mess with it, cause you know, socks are actually touching you, shoes just touch your socks

I managed to fit my feet in benji’s smaller shoes, they weren’t that much smaller than mine, but with me wearing size 12’s and him wearing 10.5’s they were small enough that I had to curl my toes to fit in them

I stood up with disappointment as I took a few steps and still felt my feet curled up…. I decided to sit back down and take them off. But when I did I was met with toenails that looked like they haven’t been clipped in over a month, strange since I just clipped mine last week…

A spark of hope was reignited as I noticed they seemed a bit smaller too

I stuck my foot back into benji’s vans and was shocked that I didn’t have to curl them to fit now… maybe I just had them so tense the first time I couldn’t feel that I didn’t need to curl them anymore…

I decided maybe this could be another gift for benji? Maybe let him live as the older brother for a week or something? If that’s what he wants of course…

I knew we were gonna be late to class if I spent too much time fucking off, so I decided to rush to benji’s room kicking his shoes off and striping. I opened his closet and grabbed a shirt and pair of pants and threw them on. I saw a pair of dirty underwear on the ground but decided against it, I feel like that would be too weird having my brothers junk

After waiting with my eyes closed for half a minute I opened them and saw that I looked a bit shorter, I mean after all benji was 5’10 compared to my 6’ so not to much of a difference. I decided to take my shirt off just to make sure I’m not crazy and saw my new chest and immediately knew it worked, I use to have a treasure tail on my stomach but not anymore sense benji could never grow one, plus my arms looked a bit thicker, not fat or anything, benji was far from that, but more like it looked like he went to the gym… once a week haha… not to mention benji weighed maybe 5 or 10 pounds more than me dispute being a couple inches shorter, I could see he, er I guess, I now had the beginnings of a faint 4 pack, I mean I had abs myself but they were from how skinny I use to be.

Now the Only issue, is I still had my old face, and I know benji didn’t wear any hats so that was an issue

Truthfully I wasn’t sure this would even work, not because I don’t believe in magic, I mean the shoe part proved me wrong, but because a lot of his clothes are hand me downs from me, but I guess aslong as he’s worn them it works?

I went back though his closet and found a hoodie that I’ve seen him wear before, I decided to put it on and zip it up, I put the hood over my head and pulled the strings so it covered as much of my face as possible and waited

“Please work, please let this count as a head article” i said outloud waiting

Wasn’t that long till I felt something touching my eyes

I let go of the strings and pulled back the hood still facing the mirror

“Yes! It worked” I said seeing benji’s face and much longer hair than mine

I was shocked to hear his voice, it definitely wasn’t mine but didn’t sound exactly like benji ether,

“is this how benji sounds to himself” i said aloud making faces in the mirror trying to get use to this

“Well I guess they do say due to vibrations in the skull, people think their voice is actually deeper than it actually is” I thought to myself as I tied benji’s shoes on and ran back to my old room and grabbing my old pair of shoes

Even tho this is crazy, I’m still thoughtful and knew benji must be feeling the shoe swap, if he hasn’t already noticed the rest of the swap

I ran down stairs and passed my mum on the way out “benji, I thought you all left already” she said not even bothering to stop preparing breakfast for when dad wakes up

“Ya I just had to grab something real quick, bye love you mom” I said continuing my way out the door

I got outside and continued running to the drive way, I got close enough and could see myself passed out in the passenger seat. I got closer and opened the passenger side door, seeing benji simply took his shoes off and relaxed instead of questioning what was happening

I tossed my old shoes at him and tossed my pair of keys on the lap waking him up

“Your driving Christian” i said winking at him

“Bro, what the fuck, why am I looking at myself” benji said pulling down the sun visor to check the mirror

“Holy shit, I’m you Christian! How is this possible” he said feeling his face

I pulled the necklace out from being tuck under the hoodie and shook it

“Remember this necklace you wanted?” I said still dangling the necklace

“You got it? And it actually works? Holy shit bro, this is crazy” benji said reaching into his pants feeling around

“Aye bro I think you forgot underwear” he said looking up at me

“Nah, I just felt like it’d be too weird to swap that, now any ways get up, your driving.” I said trying to get into the passenger side

Benji got in the driver seat and started it up, waiting 30 seconds for the engine to warm up before sticking it into drive

“So um, how long does this last? Or how long are we gonna stay swapped” benji said keeping his eyes on the road

“Oh I don’t know, there was a instructions manual but I didn’t think we’d need that, so As long as you want bro, aslong as it’s within reason, so could be for a day, could be for a week or 2, but I’m definitely not doing a whole month haha… you can consider this a 3rd birthday gift I guess”

“Jeez thanks bro, but um, you do remember I have a date tonight right?” He said a bit annoyed at the timing of the swap

“Well, I mean we can always swap back after class. Or…. We could stay like this and I could go on your date for you maybe? That way I can do everything possible to make sure she wants a 2nd date and continue seeing you, ya know since you always seem to fuck shit up haha” i said laughing

“Not funny dude, but ya I guess maybe it would be a good idea for you to go as me, you’d know what she would like, and could probs seal the deal with getting her to date me” benji said pulling off the road into campus to park

“Sounds like a deal then” I said reaching over to shake his hand

“Deal” he said

After benji turned the car off and we got out I decided to make a joke about the situation before I headed to his class’s

“Have a good day Christian” i said putting emphasis on the name

“You too benji” he said doing the same

I went to benji’s classes and tried doing my best impression of him, especially sense one of benji’s friends that we typically smoke with decided to come sit by me

I decided to talk with him and boast about how I got a hot date with Christian’s ex “Beth” to which benji’s friend just absolutely lost it

“You got a date with Beth? Dude that’s insane, I always thought she was your brothers hottest ex, you tots gotta get pics and share them with me bro” he said dabbing me up

“I don’t know bro, I might just keep them all for myself dude haha” I told him smirking

The rest of the day went as usual, or as usual as I can imagine for a day as benji. My date with Beth wasn’t for another 2 hours but I was still gonna prepare and go though my brothers closet to find the right outfit for this.

The time came and I went to grab my keys from benji, since he still had them on him personally.

I did everything I thought Beth would like, and it worked, took her for a early dinner, then a movie, and after wards she still wanted to hang out. I proposed going for a swim down by the lake which she seemed down for. We drove back to her house first since it was closer and she needed to pick up one of her bikinis and then headed back to my place since I would also need to get a pair of swimming trunks or shorts to swim in.

I went up to my room and saw benji sitting there playing one of my games, he paused it when he herd me come in

“How’d he go, does she still wanna go out” he said turning around seeming nervous

“Oh ya bro, it’s still not over, I’m just here to grab some shorts cause she wants to go down to the lake and go for a swim before it gets real dark… do you think it’d be wrong of me if I tried to fuck her on the first date? ” i said grabbing a bag and putting a pair of my black shorts in there and some towels

“Nah bro, I mean it does sound like something I’d do, so she might be expecting it” benji said smiling at me

Before heading out I left my bag next to benji as I went to take a piss, I could hear him leave the room and come back in a short amount of time. I came out the bathroom and saw him stuffing something into the bag

“What’s that” I said walking closer to grab my bag”

“Uh just some condoms, can’t be too safe right bro” he said stepping back seeming a bit weird, like I caught him doing something he shouldn’t

“Uh ya thanks bro, stopping at a store to buy some might have been weird if she knew I was planning to do this haha” i said laughing grabbing the bag and heading out

It was only a short drive to the lake, I parked and we got out together but decided to separate for a bit to change out of our clothes.

I got behind a tree and opened my bag, I couldn’t seem to find my shorts, I pulled out my phone and turned the flashlight on, pulling the towels out and found something I wasn’t expecting, my shorts weren’t in there but a pair of of benji’s orange, white and black striped swimming trunks.

“God damit benji, I told you I didn’t wanna swap dicks, that’s fucking weird, but I guess I have no choice now” I thought to myself as I kicked my jeans off and slide his swimming shorts on

I started headed to the lake but realized something felt off, my dick didn’t want to sit as usual, which I guess is understandable sense I’m not use to having my brothers dick. I decided to check the damage out and pulled my shorts down a bit grabbing my smaller soft cock

“Fuck bro I’m like 5 inches soft, but benji is like 3.5 soft, at best, I kinda wanna say closer to 3… he just must be a grower” I thought to myself as I herd Beth yell “hurry up benji, I’m waiting for you”

I could see Beth in the water, I got in to get closer to her but once I was waist high in, I saw she just undone the top half of her bra letting it float towards me “ops” she said giggling covering her mouth

After seeing that I hurried up and proceeded to go deeper into the water till I reached her. “Oh my god, your so gorgeous in this light” i said as I went in for a kiss

Beth allowed it and got close enough to wrap her arms around me and kiss me back “funny, your brother once used the same line on me, but to be honest, I always thought you were the cuter one” she said inbetween making out with

“Haha, thanks I get that a lot” I said feeling my dick starting to grow. It must have touched her legs as we were kicking to stay afloat cause she knew where I wanted to go next “should we take this to the shore” she said guiding me to it anyways

“You know what you’re doing?” She said sliding the bottom half of her bikini down exposing herself to me

“Ya, I just hope your ready for this, I’m almost as big as Christian haha” i said pulling my pants down just to have to bite my pride with shock mixed in

Benji had lied to me about his size, he wasn’t 7 inches, no where near, I looked down was greated by my new 5 inches of glory

I could see Beth’s facial expression change a bit as she covered her mouth

Before she could laugh or say anything I decided to just stick it in

Truthfully I could see why a lot of girls passed on benji, I bet over half the campus is bigger than Ben, not to mention it was mere minutes and I was ready to blow

This is kinda embarrassing as fuck, I don’t want benji to remember me as the one that fucked up his date and chance of a long term relationship cause I couldn’t hold it on

I tried my best to remember where her g-spot was and eventually I found it, but I just couldn’t seem to hit it all the way, I simply didn’t have the length anymore, I was able to get quite a few moans out of her when I would get far enough in to graze her spot, but I’m not quite sure if it was because I was reaching it, or if they were moans out of sympathy trying to keep my ego in check

Another couple minutes go by and she starts pulling my body closer trying to get me as close and as far as she could get me inside of her, she was moaning telling me not to stop, and I tried not, if I could have lasted another 15 seconds, I might have gotten her to cum first or as the same time as me, but I couldn’t, I herd a metallic click from around my neck just as I started to cum and lose my rhythm right before I got her to finish.

“Fuck I said” panting pulling out and laying next to her “ I know I almost had you finish, I just barely beat you to the punch, I’m so sorry, not very gentleman like of me to not let you cum first haha” I said laughing trying to defuse the situation

“Well, you certainly don’t last as long as your brother, nor are you anywhere near as big, but I guess you did the best with what you had to work with, your lucky your cute you know, or else I might consider this a one night stand” she said laying there with her eyes closed for a few moments

“Ok, well, let’s get you home I suppose” i said getting up and offering her a hand up

I dropped her off walking her to her door, able to steal a good night kiss before separating for the night

I drove back home in a fury, benji almost fucked this up and he wasn’t even the one on the date!

I rushed up the stairs once I got home and went straight to my room, I opened the door ready to yell at benji but was left silent after being caught off guard. When I opened the door, I saw benji in my body, panting looking down at himself, no pants on, underwear halfway pulled down and cum falling off my big dick

“You didn’t!” I said loudly surprising him

“Uh uh uh, Christian, this isn’t what it looks like” he said panicking

“Really? Cause it looks like you swapped my shorts out for yours, I come back after my date almost exploding when I told her I’m almost as big as my brother, which was a let down for her when she saw that I’m only 5 inches hard! And walked in right as you finished jerking off in my body!” I said angrily

“Uh uh, I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself, I noticed my dick didn’t feel right, so I checked it out, and then I got hard from looking at it, and I just couldn’t help myself” benji said back tracking

“What ever dude, your lucky Beth still wants to go out with you, we’re fucking done with this swap, get out” i said grabbing some of my clothes and a spare beanie off the ground

“I thought you said we could stay swapped for atleast a week!?” Benji said defensively moving to the door

“Ya well you forfeited that when you took my shorts and swapped them with your own, I told you I didn’t want to swap junks with you, who wants a smaller dick? Not to mention balls. I didn’t wanna lose 2 inches and instead you forced me to lose 4. Now get out!” I said slamming the door on him

I kicked my shoes off stripped naked putting on all my old clothes, and layed on my bed waiting a couple minutes to swap back before I got up

I opened my eyes and looked at the mirror positioned so that I can see myself on my bed. I was surprised to still be greated by benji’s shit eating face

“What the fuck” I said outloud heading to benji’s room to get him to put the necklace on and swap us back

I walked in and he acted shocked to still see me as him

“Did you change your mind” he said smirking

“No as you can see I’m wearing my old clothes but nothing happened” i said trying to unclasp the necklace to give it to him but failing. “Now help me get this necklace off”

Benji came over and tried unclasping to no prevail.

Benji laughed and said “hold on” as he yanked the necklace making the clasp break so the necklace would come undone

Benji made a big ole show about picking up some of his clothes and putting them on before loosely tangling the necklace so it was kinda tied around his neck “did you ever read the instructions” he said trying not to smile but failing

“No, what could be so important about stupid instructions for a necklace” i said

“A magic necklace, and well, in the instructions it says that part of the magic is if you desire to keep the parts you have, all you have to do is cum, ether jerk off, sex, whatever gets you to blow” he said looking at me with a full blown shit eating grin

“And well, you already had sex with Beth in my body right?”

“Ya” I said slowly realizing what this ment

“And I already jerked off right before you got back. Which means nothing is probably gonna happen” he said

We waited there for a solid two minutes before I finally broke

“So you knew if you jerked off we wouldn’t be able to swap back? What the fuck is wrong with you dude, now we’re stuck like this! We gotta find a way to swap back, I don’t wanna be known as the small dick little brother” I said tears starting to form in my eyes

“Let me reiterate something you said to me not to long ago, “”who wants a smaller dick”” well not me, when I saw you weren’t actually bullshitting about having a 9inch dick, I decided I don’t actually mind having your body, knowing you’d probably try and bang your ex in my body, I decided to seize the opportunity and jerk off in yours so I can keep this” benji said putting his hand in his pants

“So if I was you, id get use to being the little brother in more than 1 way benji, cause luckily for me, this is permanent now haha” my brother said laughing to me, putting emphasis on his name.

[ohdorothea]

more info on the tournament here <3

lyrics under the cut

betty lyrics

Betty, I won't make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom But I think it's 'cause of me Betty, one time I was riding on my skateboard when I passed your house It's like I couldn't breathe You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says Most times, but this time it was true The worst thing that I ever did Was what I did to you

But if I just showed up at your party Would you have me? Would you want me? Would you tell me to go fuck myself Or lead me to the garden? In the garden would you trust me If I told you it was just a summer thing? I'm only seventeen I don't know anything but I know I miss you

Betty, I know where it all went wrong Your favorite song was playing from the far side of the gym I was nowhere to be found, I hate the crowds, you know that Plus, I saw you dance with him You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says Most times, but this time it was true The worst thing that I ever did Was what I did to you

But if I just showed up at your party Would you have me? Would you want me? Would you tell me to go fuck myself Or lead me to the garden? In the garden would you trust me If I told you it was just a summer thing? I'm only seventeen I don't know anything but I know I miss you

I was walking home on broken cobblestones Just thinking of you when she pulled up Like a figment of my worst intentions She said "James, get in, let's drive" Those days turned into nights Slept next to her but I dreamt of you all summer long

Betty, I'm here on your doorstep And I planned it out for weeks now but, it's finally sinking in Betty, right now is the last time I can dream about what happens when you see my face again The only thing I wanna do Is make it up to you

So, I showed up at your party Yeah, I showed up at your party Yeah, I showed up at your party Will you have me? Will you love me? Will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends? If you kiss me Will it be just like I dreamed it? Will it patch your broken wings? I'm only seventeen I don't know anything But I know I miss you Standing in your cardigan Kissing in my car again Stopped at a streetlight, you know I miss you

peace lyrics

Our coming-of-age has come and gone Suddenly this summer it's clear I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darlin' 'Cause it lives in me No, I could never give you peace

But I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details But you got a friend in me Would it be enough If I could never give you peace?

Your integrity makes me seem small You paint dreamscapes on the wall I talk shit with my friends It's like I'm wastin' your honor

And you know that I'd Swing with you for the fences Sit with you in the trenches Give you my wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other Family that I chose now that I see your brother as my brother Is it enough? But there's robbers to the east Clowns to the West I'd give you my sunshine Give you my best But the rain is always gonna come If you're standing with me

But I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details But you got a friend in me Would it be enough If I could never give you peace? Would it be enough If I could never give you peace? Would it be enough If I could never give you peace?

[serxa]

LIAR — EIGHT

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: Y/n who was birthed by Pennywise, is now acting like a normal orphan teenage girl living in Derry. Until her friends managed to find out about her little secret.

Warnings: Mentions of gore, cussing, ofc

Honestly this is so cringe, I published this back in March of 2024 since it was a request and I'm too lazy to write new fics of Finn Wolfhard HAHAHAH this one has alot of time skips so, ew.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 town in Maine, called Derry. Little kids played and ran around the parks, in their back yards, their front yards, big kids biking and beung huge douchebags to the other kids.

Its a normal summer day in Derry. There was one particular house where everyone knew. It was the L/n's house. Everyone knew it because of how sophisticated and elegant their house looked.

And how rich and high classed their family was. One problem though, is Mrs. L/n, couldnt produce their own babies, due to her having an illness. But they have found a kid, a girl. They found her in a orphanage 3 years ago. She was 3 at that time.

Her name was Y/n. She had pale white glassy skin, with h/c hair, and beautiful e/c eyes. Everyone called her ghost kid, because of how pale she was. She git bullied in pre-k but she met a boy.

Richie. They were now 6, and it was summer 1979, Y/n was on the treehouee, looking down at Richie who was declining his father's help.

"Richie, be careful!" Y/n giggled as she watched her best friend struggle going up.

"Trust me Y/n, I can do this!"

Richie exclaimed as he tried to climb up a ladder, leading up to their treehouse. Normally, Richie and Y/n's dad would help them go up and down the treehouse.

He finally got up proudly and sat next to her with a smile that could light up the entire world. "See, I told you I could do it!" He raised his hand for a high five.

Y/n high fived him back and they started talking about things that happened from the past. "Do you have baby pictures?" Richie asked suddenly. Y/n shook her head. "No. I was.. A.. Adoopteed? Adopted!" She answered back.

"What does that mean?" Richie asked as he stared at her with a confused expression. "It meant a new family took me. I dont know where my real mommy and daddy is.." She frowned.

Richie shrugged and hugged her tightly. "Well, even if you knew your real mama and papa, I'd still be friends with you!" He pulled away and Y/n stook her pinky out. "Pinky promise to always be friends!"

Richie gladly accepted and intwined his pinky finger with hers, locking it as he stared into her eyes.

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As Y/n walked along the halls, she came across the Losers. She didn't really care about them. Yet she does care about one of them. Her childhood best friend, Tozier. Trashmouth Tozier. Broken Promise-er Tozier.

She tried her best to not look, and she quickly walked past them. Richie on the other hand, glanced over at her. He still remembers all of the memories they had created. Hell, he still keeps the shit Y/n gave him when they were little.

Once Y/n had gotten the news of Bill's brother being missing, Y/n automatically knew that IT was back. She quickly ran to the barrens to check if he was there.

Y/n made it after running almost 7 miles. She quickly splashed around the water until she was in the shadows of the sewers. "... Pen.." She lit her cigarette and she came face to face with a clown, upside down and its face distorted.

"Haha, very funny. Why the fuck are you doing this again!?" Y/n exclaimed. "What? After I... Got back from my.. Business trip? Can I atleast get a snack?" Pennywise smirked wildly.

"Sleeping for 27 fucking years, leaving your so called 'daughter' which is me, alone, and getting sent to an orphanage,is not a business trip! And I will not address myself as your daughter." She cursed the clown in front of her.

Pennywise quickly fixed his face and stood, towering over her. "Why not? You came from my rib." He opened his own torso and showed his set of ribs, and one was missing. Y/n cringed and stared at him with disgust.

"That. Thats the whole reason why I dont want to be classified as your daughter." Y/n answered as she pointed at him up and down. Pennywise pretended he was hurt. "I just want you to carry my legacy if ever someone kills me." He smiled delightfully. "But I have my freedom to do that or no." She answered back, then she suddenly heard kids from outside of the barrens.

"Go!" Y/n whisper shouted. "I knew it, you are still worried for me!" He clapped like a little child. "Go." Y/n said sternly and Pennywise quickly drifted to the darkness. Y/n quickly rushed out and was face to face with Bill.

"oh." She muttered. "W-.. What are you doing here?" Bill asked as he pointed the flash light at Y/n's face. She stepped back a bit and looked at him annoyed. "Damn, you're wearing rich girl shit but you're here splashing around Derry shit."

Richie chuckled and Y/n didn't respond but just rolled her eyes. "Move." She mumbled and bumped Richie's shoulder as she walked away. Her socks were surprisingly not wet yet though.

"Wha- the fuck is your problem?" Richie said a bit offended. "Sorry." She mumbled before high fiving Stan. "Stan, my mom said to invite you and your parents over tomorrow night." She quickly said and Stan held her hand, as they both didn't let go.

"U-Uh.. Yeah. I'll tell my parents." He quickly answered. "Great, I'll see you on your Bar Mitzvah too." She lets go of his hand and Stan smiled like a little child. She quickly exited the scene and Stan looked over at Richie.

He was annoyed look yet he continued to look around the sewers.

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Y/n was with Bev the next day. They were at the park and Bev was telling Y/n that she was with the losers. "I see you bad eyeing them. Whats wrong?" The two girls were at the local ice cream shop next to where they were sitting.

"Well.. I'm not mad at all of them. Maybe just one of them." Y/n tapped her shoes together as she answered. "Who, Richie?" Bev guessed and Y/n nodded. "Yeah"

"Oh.. Why?" Bev asked while she paid for both of hers and Y/n's Soft Serve. She gave the cone to Y/n who happily accepted. "Uh.. Maybe because, we used to be best friends when we were little but then he became a total douchebag and.. Acted like I didnt exit." Y/n replied and shrugged her shoulders.

Bev frowned at her, and sat closer to her. "Maybe you wanna go to the quarry with me and the losers? I'm the only girl, and it's sooooooo embarrassing!" She held

Y/n's hand and Y/n sighed. "Fine. I'll go."

Bev smiled happily and they continued on their day.

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Y/n and Bev biked their way to the quarry. When we got there, the boys were already snickering on who's going first. Bev and Y/n gestured to each other to keep quiet. They started taking off their dresses and shoes. They held hands and Y/n exclaimed quickly.

"We'll go!" They all turned back and Richie and Bill's eyes widened. They made a gap and the two girls quickly jumped together. Y/n closed her eyes and Bev clutched her fists.

They quickly landed the water and they swam up and giggled. "What the fuck, we just got stood up by not one, but two girls!" Richie exclaimed. They had no choice but to jump one by one.

Once all of them were in the water, they all swam happily. Y/n saw Ben pull Bill onto his shoulder and suddenly, she felt someone between her feet. She looked down desperately and suddenly, she felt her thighs being pulled and then Richie stood up.

Y/n was on his shoulders and now was trying to balance herself by holding on to his hair a bit. "Wh- Richie what the fuck!?" Y/n grew red but he gripped on her thighs. "Just shut up and defeat those two!" Y/n just gave in and started to chicken fight Bill.

After they were all finished swimming, the two girls started sun bathing, while listening to the radio. The boys were staring. When the two realized, they looked over where they quickly retorted, trying to hide that they were staring earlier.

Y/n chuckled and sat up. Richie noticed Ben's bag was full of papers and folders. They all started talking about past events... Some of which are connected to It.

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Huge timeskip cause idfk what to put here.

It has been a few days since the day when Bill and Richie fought. Y/n have been with Richie these past few days. It was nice for us to come in touch again. Even though Richie had become a huge pervert.

Y/n then went to the well. Quickly going down to where Pennywise was. "Pen, what the fuck did you do to Eds!?" She quickly exclaimed as she dusted her white dress, which had been a bit ragged, looking similar to the one Pennywise was wearing.

"I'm sorry. It was just funny to see them like that." Its voice roared around. The bodies of the other kids were floating. Georgie's in the middle. Y/n couldn't help but feel remorse for Bill.

"Look up, you'll see someone else." It started laughing and that was when Y/n realized Bev, floating. "You took Bev!?"

"And your friends are coming. They're almost here. You want them to find out your dirty secret, child?" Pennywise appeared behind her. Y/n got chills and gulped as she felt his hand on her.

"But you know I'll never hurt you."

"But dont hurt them!" She answered back, not turning back to make eye contact.

"I can't promise that!" He laughed maniacally. "Y/n, go away!" She heard behind her. She quickly whipped her head and saw Its torso was open, and behind him was The Losers.

Her eyes widened and Pennywise quickly pulled Y/n's wrist, pulling her away. "Pen- wait! Augh!" She used all her might to pull away. "Y/n!" Richie quickly ran over to It. "Richie- dont!" Y/n was held up by two bodies who were unconscious.

Y/n looked down and saw the other losers fighting for their lives. She quickly escaped the grasp of the two corpses and dropped quickly onto the floor. She passed out and Richie ran towards her.

While Bill was having an existential crisis about Georgie, who was in front of him, his arm was missing and he looked tired, Richie on the other hand, was trying his best to make sure Y/n was still alive.

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IM LAZY

Beverly was awakened by Ben, by kissing her softly on the lips. It was a disgusting sight for Y/n and Richie cause they DID NOT expect that.

Beverly had found a sharp rod which she held and waited for a time where she could stab It. When she finally got the freedom too, she stabbed It in the throat and Y/n covered her mouth.

Pennywise looked at them and said ".. Y/-.. Y/n." Everyone looked at her and her eyes widened. He then screamed loudly and..

Pennywise was now defeated by a bunch of 12 and 13 year olds. After a bit of staring at each other, they quickly exited the lair. They couldn't save the other kids, they're fucking dead.

Once they were out, Richie held Y/n's hands. "I'm sorry for being a.. Whole.. Douchebag.. But.. I missed you. Alot. And-"

"It knows you!?" Mike chimed in, screeching at Y/n. Y/n got startled and let go of Richie's hands. "U-Uh..." "Yeah, Y/n..its.. Weird." Eddie retorted. "Well.. U-uhm.." Y/n looked down. "Maybe you guys will know in the future."

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"It is back. It's come back and is now more powerful." Y/n and Richie stared at each other. Y/n gulped and a tear fell down her cheek. "We'll.. We'll go.."

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The Losers had a reunion. They told each other life stories, and.. They were addressed that Stan was gone later on.

They had found out more history about Pennywise. And how to stop him forever. They decided to do the ritual. But it always cost a life. But they knew they could do it without losing someone.

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Eddie and Richie were down in one side. Y/n stared in horror at It. "Y/N!" It jumped happily. "You're back!" Y/n's demeanor quickly changed and threw the spear at It. It quickly turned around and was aiming its claw at Eddie. Without thinking, Y/n quickly ran over and blocked its claw.

Instead of Eddie being stabbed, it was Y/n

"Holy shit! Y/n!" Richie exclaimed. Pennywise quickly retracted his claw and looked at her, all bloody. "You got me Pen." She chuckled and looked up at It. "You won tag!" She clapped lowly, she felt her breath becoming to slow down.

Richie took her in his arms and cried, while holding her hand.

[rose-red-ink]

Minimal context starboard from our One Piece server

These are mostly by me and @incomingalbatross who is a hilarious human being and I adore her

I'm ngl I think being a clown would help Yonji's mental state

Babies are commodities right? That's why you have them?

...answering a Tumblr ask and talking about one of my Water 7 song choices

I came THIS CLOSE to saying Franky "went off the rails" after losing Tom

He's a literalist!! He puts his money where his mouth is!!🤣

he puts his money where his sword is (mouth)

Instead of "explain it like I'm five," Strawhats say "explain it like I'm Luffy"

Monet utilized girl power but she did NOT do it well

Robin would LOVE Mina. Girl who is smart and likes information and loves her people AND likes spooky graveyards? Perfect

Franky likes Dracula because it has trains in it

Mihawk; I miss my wife, Croc. I miss her a lot

...now I'm thinking about Arlong-Nami and Zeff-Sanji in juxtaposition

Arlong: "This is my Precious and Irreplaceable Cartographer :) she's so happy to be here :) Right Nami?"

Zeff: "This is my STUPID GARBAGE SOUS-CHEF who needs to LEAVE ALREADY"

In WCI;

Sanji; "They threatened Zeff"

Nami; "Oh!" (Has no idea what inflection to add to that "oh")

bc "they threatened arlong" ends in the best moment of Nami's life

New chapter!! Finally featuring my son who has every complex 💙

Law: the audience is looking at me. quick I gotta be Edgy

Your liklihood to get a stupid nickname is directly equivilent to how long it's been since Luffy talked with Makino, the only person on the planet who can make him remember manners exist

Her mom really did sell her to One Direction the Bege Pirates :/

Barto would be a Snuggly Duckling patron if he were in Tangled

🎶HE'S GOT A DREAM

HE'S GOT A DREAM

HE JUST WANTS TO SEE THE FUTURE PIRATE KING🎶

By Child Abandonment Year he looks like this

Romance Asexual Dawn Trio

"not my circus, not my monkeys" is a much funnier phrase in One Piece

Sengoku is chanting it to himself whenever a member of Garp's family OTHER than Garp makes world news again

he got to buy his crew's lives for the low low prices of letting these dweebs torture him. he is Winning right now

the ONE thing Mihawk and Buggy can bond over actually

Mihawk one day, in passing: "Why is Red-Hair like this and how do I get him to stop"

Buggy: "If you find out, LET ME KNOW"

[Heart Pirates Groupchat] CaptainPicard; "That's not respectful enough. Also stop changing my name to different fictional captains"

WhaleI'llBe; Yessir!

Calzone's name has been changed to Calzone-san

CaptainAmerica: .....I guess that's better?

I love it in Zou when he's like "TIME TO LET MYSELF THINK ABOUT MY CREW AGAIN" and he just walks away from the Strawhats immediately

"I am allowed to Feel Again"

...

...

"MY GUYS--"

when dating would be Too Much but your crush coughing blood onto your face on purpose is fine

Mihawk: Dear Perona, Did you know Gothic interiors were actually brightly painted and filled with light? The idea of them as dark or ominous places...

Perona, shoving the postcard in Zoro's face: WHY is he RUINING MY DREAMS

In their final duel, Zoro should slash him (Mihawk) across the chest and tell him to fight him someday

"just kill me, Roronora >:("

"It's still too early for you to die."

"I'm fourty two!"

"My name is Roronora Zoro! Learn about yourself! Learn about the world! and become strong!"

"I'VE BEEN TRAVERSING THE SEAS SINCE YOU WERE AN INFANT, WHELP OF A BOY"

GUYS STOP SAYING "REMEMBER WHEN--" I DO. YOUR SHOW HAS SUCESSFULLY BEEN INGRAINED INTO MY HEART AND PERSONALITY. I DON'T NEED THE FLASHBACKS I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THESE CHARACTERS

wait is Usopp a hobbit

(Modern AU, the Strawhats with a car) You are Harlord and you're driving your wife Linda and your two kids down to Florida to go to Disney world. You start to hear the faint hum of music coming up on the lane behind you. The car is next to your for long enough for you to see the driver being lightly....STRANGLED?! By a young woman in the passenger seat and you don't even have time to be alarmed bc he had just tried to do a U turn in front of you and she's stopped him. You can hear music bc the windows are down and there's a skeleton playing the violin and singing a sea shanty while a tiny reindeer asks a woman with too many arms for "five more minutes" on his IPad. You smell cigarette smoke. A man is sitting crosslegged on the roof. Smoking. As the car hurtles down the highway at 70 mph. And as they zoom by, the last thing you hear is loud laughter as a teenager crawls his way out of the window with too-long limbs and splays himself out on the grill of the car.

[passionateseadruid]

Snake King's bride 4

The announcement

⚠️CONTENT WARING: THERE WILL BE SOME MENTIONS OF PERIODS THIS CHAPTER! IT'S NOT THE WHOLE CHAPTER I'LL MARK WERE IT IS SO IF ANYONE IS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT YOU CAN JUST SKIP. IT'S NOTHING GRAFFIC BUT I UNDERSTAND IF IT MIGHT MAKE SOME OF YOU UNCOMFORTABLE! ALSO FORCED KISSING FROM HERE ON OUT!⚠️ Sometimes I need to write shit for myself okay!

Two weeks had past since you'd met Charlie and Renesmee and her wife (Nina) had started to work for you. Renesmee had become a maid to you. Waking you up, helping you pick out your outfit, and she and Nina would have breakfast with you the days Lucifer didn't make you breakfast.

Nina was a tall succubus. She had cotton candy pink skin and hot pink hair, and her horns resembled a heart but they pointed outward. Nina wore a slick leather outfit with a bulletproof vest and forearm and shin pads. For a succubus Nina wasn't particularly curvy but she was very tall, 7 feet tall in fact. You didn't exactly make the best first impression with her because the first thing you said was "Dang where did the WNBA hide you?"

Other than the scowl she had on her face she was always cordial at breakfast. And she seemed to get along well enough with Pluto the head of Lucifer's security.

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WARNING PERIOD CONTENT AHEAD!

One morning you awoke in a pool of your own blood with a splitting pain in your abdomen.

"I'm dying." You mumbled.

"DARLING WHAT'S WRONG?" Lucifer bursts in with a puff of red smoke. He sees you on the bed dark red, almost black, on the sheets. He was in his normal outfit, minus the hat, jacket and cane.

"I'm so glad I used your old shirt as my pajama's last night." You mumbled and got up. "Did- Charlie is half angel."

"Yes?"

"But then again Lilith was human wasn't she? Well you do know what a period is. Do you have anything to deal with this?"

"Oh your uh- I'll have someone clean up the sheets and blankets. How about I run a bath for you and make you some food?" 

"I'll go run a bath and if you decide to make me food you can have Renesmee or Styx deliver it."

"Nonsense! And let them see your body, especially before I get to? Unthinkable. Why are you so mean to me?"

"You're the one who caused this asshole.

"Well now we know when you're ovulating, next month I can take care of this problem for you~" You rush to the bathroom and lock the door. "Think about it! For nine months you would get to eat whatever you wanted and you wouldn't have to deal with a period~"

"Please just get me some pain meds and pads!"

Before you appeared a light pink bottle and a glass. Outside the door you hear a big thud and when you crack the door you see packets of every type of hygiene product you might need. Tampons, pad with and without wings, thin and thick. You name it it was in there.

"At least he's not asking me what size pussy I wear." You rolled your eyes.

(A/n: That's so Adam core, I miss him so much. ;-;)

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OKAY IT'S OVER

You get out of the tub and wrap a towel around you and step into your room to change into some sweatpants and a zipper hoodie.

"You uh... you look comfy." You quickly turn around and see Lucifer standing in the doorway, pancakes in his hands. His cheeks were even more red then the clown circles he has.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"I-I didn't see anything! Really! You just look so comfy. I never got to see Lilith in anything that didn't show off her curves so seeing my bride to be in something that looks so soft is... different. A good different for sure! Can I... can I have a hug please? I just want to feel how soft it is."

"No."

He rolls his eyes. He walks over to a little mahogany table between the bed and the bathroom. Couches on either side. "You know, I don't get you. I've given you everything you could ask for and more. But you don't seem to care. You just sit around in the library or in your room all day. You're not trying to get to know me like you claim. And another thing, I know that you're not traditional. I may not know what your reason for telling these lies is but I know when you lie."

'That's right. One of his epithets is the father of lies.'

"Thank you for what you've done for me this morning. But I'd like to be left alone." 

"As you wish darling." He takes his leave. 

Nina and Renesmee walked in and you sat on one of the couches to eat the pancakes that Lucifer made for you. Renesmee cleaned up the room and you looked at her. "Hey do you need any help?"

"Miss please we go through this every day. I'm your maid, and I'm sure the king would prefer if you didn't lift a finger."

"I don't care what the king says. I don't want you to overwork yourself."

"I'm fine miss. I'm much more equipped to be a maid than my position in my old job. I'm quick and I like rolling around on the janitor cart."

"I still feel bad. I've never had a maid in my life. On top of that the king is okay with this unfair social system where Imps are looked down upon simply because of how they were born. I'm not going to participate in that just because it's how the way things are."

"Ahem!" Styx Calls from the doorway. "Sorry to interrupt but the king has sent some files over regarding the Halloween ball that will be held at the end of the month. He also sent a note. 'Sorry to drop this on you doll but Lilith was usually the one to handle planning the events we hosted. I've sent over everything we have regarding past years, please see to it by the end of the day and if you could select one of the couples costumes I've chosen for us to wear.' "

You took the files from them and looked through them. "Thank you Styx... here this is the costume I want." You hand a photo to them and start looking through the other files. You spend the rest of the day getting it ready, with the help of Renesmee and Nina of course. Ordering decoration, hiring a caterer, hiring temporary staff to help attendants, renting furniture, booking a band, and making a guest list.

"Do you guys think they'll play monster mash?" You ask the women.

"I don't know what that is, miss." Renesmee shook her head.

"Human music my love." Nina said monotonously.

"What do you think you two will wear?"

"Oh! uh..." Renesmee looked away bashfully.

"We're not coming." Nina said in the same tone.

"What? Why?" You asked disappointed.

"We get one night off we're not spending it at work." Nina glared at you.

"Okay, you don't have to come. I just thought it would be fun to have you two there." You dropped the issue.

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At the end of the month you (unwillingly) got ready for the party. You put on a short red dress with a sweetheart neckline and an under bust corset, along with a small white waist apron. Several stylists crowd around you. Lucifer had cast an illusion on you earlier that day to transform you identically to how you looked the day you went to the mall with him. One of the stylists curled your hair, one worked on your nails, one worked on your make-up (applying bright red lipstick and such) and the last was supervising and communicating with Lucifer's stylists.

"No Sharron! I told you we cannot compromise on the ears. Madam Rouge personally made these designs, she's going to be there tonight, and if everything is not to her liking she is going to have a fit.

...

Well the king should have thought about that before he ordered it.

...

If he thinks it embarrassing maybe HE should have picked out the costume.

...

That's not my problem, Sharron. Madam Rogue isn't going to accept excuses, especially not "He was trying to make her more comfortable".

...

Like I JUST SAID Sharron. If the king thinks the faux fur ears are itchy he has to deal with it.

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I don't care if he's the king Sharron! Fine if you're being a pussy I'll deal with it. Put him on the phone."

"I can deal with it ma'am."

"Would you? Thank you sweetheart, you're such a gem." She mutes the phone for a second. "Keep this between you and me, I prefer you over Lilith. That lazy bitch would NEVER have dealt with His Majesty when he's having one of his temper tantrums." You take the phone and un mute him as she keeps rambling. "He's worse than Vox and Val I swear. I don't care what Velvette says, that bitch is a liar, or she gives herself too much credit."

(A/n: Velvette and Vox! My BBGs❤️ Fuck Valentino! he's a piece of💩)

"Hi." You say into the unmuted receiver. "How are you?"

"Hi Darling! Everything is fine but the ears and gloves are kind of itchy. I'm glad that Rogue didn't insist on something weird for the tail like a-"

"Okay! Okay! That's enough. Look I know it might be uncomfortable but it's just for one night."

"I want a kiss for being good then."

"Fine. I'll see you in five'"

"Bye Darling~"

About an hour into the night you left Lucifer talking to some of his friends to go find some food. He wore all gray with wolf ears, claws, and a tail (attached to a belt; a tight leather one-piece with a faux fur collar; and some boots. You brought your red hood over your face to try to ward of lingering eyes trying to catch a peak at Lucifer's new bitch.

You looked back to the couple that he was talking to. An Imp almost his height with a green jester cap and a black and white stripped suit; paired with a tall demon with three faces dressed in a big ruffled red dress that had an open shirt in the front with pants.

You wandered around, looking at other people's costumes and trying to find the snack bar. That Madam Rouge lady had dressed up as Glenda from the wizard of Oz. There was a guy with a TV head who was dressed up like batman in the corner making out with a tall guy dressed up as the Joker. With a girl dressed up as Harley Quinn filming the whole thing.

You looked away and saw Charlie in a Green shirt with a big M on it and a matching tutu and bow and a girl next to her with gray skin and white hair dressed identically but in brown.

You wanted to make your way over to them but as soon as Charlie saw you she ran. You followed her to try and explain yourself. To try and see if she could get you out of Hell. 

"That's her Vaggie!"

"Hun calm down."

"Dad's breaking all the rules for a woman he just met!"

"We don't know that."

"Vaggie! She's human! Living human souls aren't allowed in either of the afterlife's. My mom had to be turned into the first Succubus to even survive in Hell. This is breaking so many conventions. If he makes a deal for a soul he has to devour the person's soul or kill them and drag them to hell. He has a living human with him!"

'He certainly wants to devour me but not in the way you think Charlie.' you think.

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding. You could ask him."

"How can I ask him about her after I blew up at him!? How could he take a girl so young to be his wife? Vaggie she's so young she could be my grand kid!"

"Yeah but you've been alive for thousands of years Charlie. I don't think normal rules apply here."

"I just... wish that she had more time to experience independence before being thrust into this."

"He seems happy." This Vaggie girl said.

"I suppose. And I want him to be happy. He deserves to be happy. And she did invite us. Maybe she wants this. Okay. I'll go apologize to dad and tell him he has my blessing.

'Abort mission! Abort Mission!' You turn and run. You run so far away from the ball room you realize you've found yourself at the guest bathrooms.

"Wow! Hello cutie~" you turn around and see a man dressed as a vampire. "May I just say I love the costume! You're Luci's girl huh? What made you two want to be little red ridding hood and the big bad wolf."

"I felt it fitting. Him being a predator and me being his victim."

"Okay that turned dark real quick. Sold your soul to him huh?"

"No. I was sacrificed, by someone I thought was my friend."

"Oof. That's tough."

"I want to get away from him so badly." You confess. "I'm tired of him love bombing me steady."

"Maybe I can help. The names Agamemnon! I'm an up and coming overlord of Hell You sell your soul to me and I'll make sure you never have to talk to him again." He holds out his hand.

"Deal." You take his hand without thinking about it for even a second.

He takes off your cape, draping it over his arm and wraps his coat around you.

He led you through the ballroom toward the exit, and just when you are at the desolate foyer you two are blinded by a bright flash and when the light fades you look to Agamemnon and see that he is no longer standing nest to you, a pile of dust in his place, covering your red cape. You look back and see a seething Lucifer. His horns popped out, a small flame burning in between them, a halo surrounding his horns. His eyes were red, and he has puffing out smoke from his huffs.

He walked up to you and ripped off the coat burning it to ashes in an instant. He pulled the red cape back on you and grabbed on your wrist. "How DARE you! You sold your soul to a filthy SINNER? I've tried to be good. I've tried to seduce you. I've let you have your space. I've spoiled you. I was willing to give you time to fall in love with me. And yet apparently it hasn't been good enough for you. You know what? No more! You will be my wife, you will have my children, and you will LOVE ME!!" He pulled you back to the ball room. "If you say anything in there to ANYONE I'll kill your entire fucking family." He burst in and pulled you up on stage with him. "Attention everyone!" He smiled and continued. "We have an exciting announcement for you all! My beautiful bride and I are getting married in six months!" Your blood ran cold. For trying to run away he cut your time to escape in half. He knows what you're trying to do, but he needs time to prepare a wedding. He just got back into Charlie's good graces so he can't rush a wedding and mess things up.

For the rest of the night You stood next to him, his arm gripping your waist in a death grip, getting congrats and passive aggressively asking for an invitation.

"Hi..." Charlie came up to you and her dad. "I know that we didn't start off on the wrong foot, I've apologized to dad but I'd like to apologize to you as well."

"No that's okay. I grew up on the evil stepmom trope. I wouldn't blame you if you tried to shoot me with a shotgun but accidentally shot your dad and tried to frame me. I get it."

"Okay?"

"Have you never seen legally blonde?"

"No?"

"Oh, sorry to spoil the ending then."

"Anyway, I'm happy to have you join the family." She pulled you in for a hug. You hugged back as to not piss off Lucifer any more than you already had.

After the party Lucifer carried you to his room. you protested profusely and he threw you onto the bed. He held you down and snapped his fingers as your costume swapped into that of one of your night gowns. Your costume laid forgotten on his bed floor. He threw off his clothes and stayed in his boxers. "Don't get this twisted. This is not fun sexy times. I'm boing to hold you here tonight to make sure you understand that YOU. ARE. MINE."

"okay..." You nodded obediently. He pulled the covers over you both and wrapped his arm around you. His chest to four back.

"Goodnight doll. I hope you have sweet dreams of me~"

You said nothing as you cried yourself to sleep.

[fanficshiddles]

Eternally Mine, Chapter 58

‘I need to borrow Bat for the weekend.’

‘What? You need to borrow my cat? Why?’ Loki frowned at his brother, who’d just barged into his classroom once the students had left.

‘Uhh…’ Chris ran a hand through his hair sheepishly.

Before Chris continued, Claire clicked on and smirked. ‘It’s Friday. You’re having Louise over for the weekend as usual, but are a bit worried ‘cause you’ve got a freshly turned vampire living with you. So you want Bat for extra eyes, right?’ She said as she handed Loki the papers she just collected from student’s desks.

‘You got me.’ Chris chuckled.

‘I thought you trusted Olivia?’ Loki asked, raising an eyebrow.

‘I do, I do. I just… don’t want to risk Louise’s safety, at all. It’s just an extra precaution. I am certain she won’t harm her, but I’d never forgive myself if anything happened.’ Chris said honestly.

Loki sighed dramatically. ‘Fine. You can have Bat for the weekend.’

‘Thanks, lil’ bro. I appreciate it.’ Chris grinned and patted his shoulder.

When Chris left, Claire went up to Loki and wrapped her arms around him. She went up on her tiptoes so she could kiss him on the lips. ‘Maybe we could go out somewhere tonight for a romantic night? Since Bat is taken care of for the weekend?’ She suggested.

‘What a wonderful idea.’ Loki grinned widely and scooped her up, turning around so he could place her onto his desk.

Claire wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned down to kiss her. She tightened her legs around his waist and could feel him pressing into her needily.

‘Come on guys! I need to get Bat now.’ Chris called from down the hall.

Loki groaned against Claire’s mouth. She let out a little laugh at his frustration.

-

Chris ended up not needing to be worried at all about Olivia with Louise. Louise loved her as soon as she met her. Olivia was a kind and warm person, she even made them both dinner and left them alone for date night, even though Chris and Louise insisted she could join them.

On the Saturday night, Chris was playing with his band in one of the local small club venues, so everyone was planning to go. Olivia was too, since Chris knew he could trust her and he figured it would be good for her to hang out with everyone.

‘Do you fancy doing some kick ass make-up for me for the show, pumpkin?’ Chris asked Louise while they were in his bedroom getting ready.

‘Really?’ Her eyes lit up as she whipped her head round to him, she had just finished straightening her hair and was about to do her own make-up.

‘Go for it. If you want to.’ Chris grinned.

‘Hell yeah! Subtle or in your face kind of deal?’ She asked as she grabbed her make-up kit.

‘Something that says; I own this motherfucking stage.’ Chris grinned widely as he sat down on the end of the bed.

Louise walked over and put her stuff down next to him on the bed, she leaned down and pondered a minute as she looked at his face, then she grabbed out what she needed and made a start.

‘Why don’t you get yourself more comfortable.’ Chris smirked and grabbed her hips, he pulled her down so she was straddling his lap, making her giggle.

‘If you say so.’

Chris couldn’t help himself with trailing his hands under her top, to stroke over her back and lightly tickling her, making it difficult for her to focus as she kept squirming.

‘You’re going to end up looking like a clown at this rate.’ She grumbled playfully at him.

He chuckled and eased his fondling of her, just resting his hands around her back instead. She was able to focus more, Chris found it adorable the way her tongue was slightly poking out while she concentrated.

‘Stop it!’ She chastised.

‘Stop what?’ Chris asked innocently.

‘Just… the way you’re looking at me. Like you’re about to eat me.’ She giggled as her face felt like it was on fire, though she tried to focus again.

Chris chuckled darkly and his hands slid up her back again. ‘I am always ready to eat you, pumpkin.’ He growled.

‘Right, behave while I’m doing your make-up!’ Louise tried to sound strict, though she was losing her will with the way he was stroking her back again.

‘Have I ever told you that you’re adorable when you’re bossy?’

Louise narrowed her eyes at him and then stuck her tongue out, as she couldn’t get her brain to work and think of a good response.

Thankfully, Chris behaved himself to let Louise finish. He could tell she was anxious when she hopped off his lap to let him take a look in the mirror. She was biting at her nails as he stood and walked over. As expected though, he absolutely loved what she did.

‘This is incredible work, Louise!’ He smiled widely and turned to her.

‘You really like it?’ She asked, eyes wide.

‘I fucking love it. I’m going to slay out there tonight!’ He said as he opened his arms to her.

She laughed and ran into his arms for a hug before doing her own make-up.

-

When Chris, Louise and Olivia arrived at the venue, they were a bit early before doors opened so Chris and his band could get set up. He thought Louise and Olivia were going to just hang at the bar till doors, but Louise had other ideas.

She pulled out some posters and handed a few to Olivia. ‘Let’s get these put up around the place, anywhere you can think of.’

‘Is this their new album?’ Olivia asked as she looked at said posters.

‘It is! Chris and the others finally decided on a release date and he announced it, along with this album cover, on their social media this morning. I thought it would be perfect to advertise it more tonight, since not everyone coming along might be on social media.’ Louise said excitedly.

‘Brilliant idea.’ Olivia agreed.

When they had put some posters up, Louise then gave Olivia a handful of small flyers. It was similar to the poster, but also had a QR code that would send people to the band’s website, with a link to pre-order the album. She had some help from one of the other band members with it, wanting to keep it a surprise for Chris.

They headed to the doors and handed them out to everyone as they entered. Louise was surprised there was a lot of people that had turned up a bit earlier to wait for doors to open.

When the rest of their group arrived, Louise put the flyers at the merch table and they all headed through backstage with some drinks to meet with Chris.

‘What were you up to, hmm?’ Chris asked Louise as he grabbed her when she walked in. ‘I saw you with flyers?’

‘I might have used up all your ink in your printer.’ She giggled. ‘I made some flyers, with a link to pre-order the new album. I had some help with the website side of things. But I figured you guys needed a small kick up the ass in regards to promoting.’

‘Aww, pumpkin. You’re full of surprises, you know that? Thank you.’ He dipped his head down and held her chin as he kissed her softly.

‘I helped too. Though I don’t want a kiss, just remember me when you get famous.’ Olivia chimed in with, grinning.

Chris and Louise laughed. ‘I doubt we will get that famous.’

‘Oh, I don’t know. There’s a fair crowd out there already.’ David chimed in with as he sat down on the sofa in the corner.

‘Yeah, you’ll get better and fancier changing rooms.’ Loki commented as he looked around the current room, which wasn’t overly big. Even more so now there was a bunch of them in there.

‘I would offer for you guys to hang out side stage, but there’s not much space. Only room for a few of you. Louise, you of course get dibs if you want.’ Chris said as he squeezed her side.

‘I wouldn’t want to anyway, we need to be near the bar.’ Jessica chimed in with.

Chris rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

‘I’ll be side stage. I want to get the best view.’ Louise said to him, making him smile widely.

‘I’ll hang with you there too.’ Claire jumped in with.

‘Same.’ Toshi said, then looked at Severus and said sorry with her eyes when she noticed the look of horror flash across his face.

‘I’ll go between both, bring you girls drinks.’ Loki offered.

‘Perfect!’ Claire said excitedly.

Everyone apart from Louise, Claire and Toshi headed out into the main area of the venue. Louise, Claire and Toshi went with Chris.

‘Will Severus cope without you?’ Chris asked Toshi with a smirk.

‘I’m sure he will. It’s not like we’re miles away.’ Toshi laughed.

They went to the side stage, but still hidden a little from the bulk of the crowd. Chris took a peek while the support act was on, and he scanned the crowd. He could see a few fans he recognised at the barrier, they had supported them from the start. The rest of the gang were at the side, near the bar and merch table. There was a good crowd forming.

His stomach sank when he noticed a familiar face in the back corner by the door.

‘What is he doing here?’ Chris growled angrily.

The girls looked in the same direction, and they all groaned when they saw him. Hannibal.

‘Did you invite him?’ Claire asked.

Chris just gave her a look.

‘Well, who did invite him then?’ She asked.

‘God knows, but it certainly wasn’t me.’ Chris sighed.

‘It’s not exactly hidden knowledge that you’re in a band and that you’re playing here tonight. He probably saw it on social media or overheard you guys talking about it at school.’ Toshi said as she slipped her hand down to check she still had her knife tucked in her thigh holster. Just in case.

‘He will no doubt be trying to rile you and the others up. Just ignore him and do what you’re good at.’ Louise said as she grabbed Chris’ hand and gave him a squeeze.

‘Hm.’ Chris grumbled, though he squeezed her hand back.

Toshi looked at Severus and caught his eye. She motioned with her eyes and tilted her head in the direction of Hannibal. Severus looked over and spotted him. He leaned in to Loki and told him.

Loki got some drinks and went backstage to give them to the girls, and to wish Chris well before heading on stage.

‘You seen who’s here?’ Chris hissed to Loki.

‘Yep. Don’t let him get under your skin. You’ve got this. Deal with him after, don’t even look in his direction, yeah?’ Loki patted his shoulder.

‘I’ll try.’ Chris sighed.

‘See you out there, bro.’ Loki headed back to the others, after kissing Claire and squeezing her ass playfully.

‘Do you want me to go into the crowd so you can just look at me instead?’ Louise offered.

Chris smiled and cupped her cheek. ‘I want you right here, where I can both look at you, and you’ll be safer here than in the crowd anyway.’

The lights went down and the other band members appeared, getting ready to go on stage.

‘Have a blast! You’re going to be amazing.’ Louise said to Chris.

‘Thanks, pumpkin.’

‘We need our share of this awesome kind of make-up, by the way. Not fair that Chris is hogging you all for himself.’ One of Chris’ bandmates said to Louise as he walked onto stage, winking at her.

‘Next gig, I promise.’ Louise beamed happily.

‘Damn. I thought I was getting to keep you all to myself.’ Chris sighed dramatically, then he had to run on stage to start.

‘I have a bad feeling about Hannibal being here.’ Claire whispered to Toshi, they were stood a little further back from Louise at the moment.

‘Me too. I’ll keep an eye on him. You try and enjoy the show, too.’ Toshi whispered back to her.

Claire nodded. She looked into the crowd at Loki, who had been looking at Hannibal too, then he looked and caught Claire’s eye. Claire knew he was concerned as well.

[supernova41st]

Fallen angel!Adam x Moth healer!Reader

Chapter 2: Consolation

(Ch.1) (Ch.2)

Warnings: Swearing, nightmares, more angst, mentions of genitalia, a bit of body dysmorphia

A/n: Tysm for the support on the first fic <33 again I’m new to this writing stuff so pls send feedback if you have any 🫶🏽 Also for this fic I added a bit more focus on Adam as a character because i absolutely HATED how 2 demential they made him in the show 😭

Adam’s dream pov:

Im back..

Back at the garden.

Lillith ran away a few days ago because of what I proposed to her.

When I found her she was with someone else.. the fucking clown

Why him?

Why not me?

Why not me?

What’s wrong with me-?!

3rd pov:

While Adam’s nightmare, about the fateful day he saw Lilith with Lucifer, he hears distant humming in the background. Beautiful humming, mixed with the sound of running water too.

He begins to open his eyes, however it was a challenge for him to do so, because of the hardened crust that formed due to his unwiped tears from last night. He turns his head towards the humming, causing him to groan.

You then stop humming, hearing his groans from afar. “Oh! You’re awake” you say in a happy tone, grabbing a bowl and filling it up with water, along with a cloth. You then walk towards him, sitting on an armchair that was next to the couch that he had been resting on.

Adam tries to get a better look at you by raising his head a bit towards you, but is barely able to do so because of the crust around his eyes blurring his vision. “Are you.. Am I..?” He asks in a low voice, interrupted by a cough.

That’s when it hit you, he’s a new soul. Your warm smile then fades into a worried frown. “Sigh, I’m sorry. But, you’ve passed, you’re in hell now.” You then grab the wash cloth, dipping it in the cold water and placing it on his head. “Just relax, please”

Adam sighs after them, then sitting up on the couch while holding the cloth against his head. “Whyd you take me?” He asks. “You want some dick or something..”

Your eyes slightly widen, out of all the assumptions he could’ve made you didn’t expect it to be that. “What? No I helped you because you looked like you needed help, and you didn’t seem to want to aggressively assault me. That can be difficult to find down here.”

He snarls at you, then standing up from the chair weakly. “Where’s the bathroom? I need to take a wicked hot piss right now” He yawns stretching.

“Down the hall to the left” You say pointing to the hallway. “I can show you if you’d like” You suggest standing from your chair.

“Fuck you, you think I can’t find the shit room by myself?” He snaps, getting defensive because of his fever.

“It’s possible” you admit, as well as intending to messing with him. “But go ahead, I’ll make you something to eat while you’re at it, you must be starving.”

As he stomps to the bathroom he mutters insults under his breath. “Hippie bitch, I can go piss by myself, you wanna hold my dick up for me too motherfucking whore-?”

As he enters the bathroom. He gasps quietly, noticing that big parts of his appearance have changed. He now has big horns, that look exactly like the ones that were on his extermination mask, except one was missing its pointy part entirely. His skin now a reddish grey, as well as his hair but much darker. He spreads his wings a bit, expecting to see his normally feathery wings, but they’ve now turned into dragon like wings.

He sneers at the sight of it, he’s now turned into the thing that he’s hated most. A sinner. An embodiment of the wicked and cruelest parts of humanity.

“Fuck..”

Y/n’s pov:

I continue to make the stranger something to eat, I don’t have much since I haven’t gotten groceries yet, so I’m just serving him some left overs. It always hurts seeing someone get hurt from the extermination, especially when I know I can do much, most people who I want to help after an extermination simply lash out on me, worst than what the stranger had just done now. So I’m getting a little hope.

Sure he’s being quite rude right now, but who wouldn’t be after what he’s been through. He’s probably a new soul, who just fell into an extermination. I can only imagine the relief he’s gonna feel when he finds out hell isn’t always like how he first saw it.

I hear the toilet flush, along with the door opening indicating that he finished his little trip. He goes to sit at the small dinner table next to the kitchen, and I notice that his hands are dry, too dry.

“You’re not gonna wash your hands?” I ask kinda weirded out.

“Umm, and why would I need to wash my hands? My dick is clean enough.” I roll my eyes at his response. “Anyways what’s your name babe?” He asks.

I then become surprised on how much pride he has, to call a stranger who had showed them great kindness and belittle them with such a name “Im sorry, but I am not your ‘babe’” I respond in air quotes. “Secondly my name is y/n, so there is no need for these immature nicknames.”

Adam takes notice of the name, “y/n? Oof, I dated a y/n before. She was so bitchy, maybe all y/ns are” he says in a cocky voice.

“Huh, well I’d love to hear about her sometime I guess.” I then place the plate of pasta to him. “It’s not much but it’s all I have, apologies” I say sitting on the dinner table with him. He then starts to absolutely devour it as if he hadn’t eaten for a month.

I laugh in slight amusement. “what happened? Did you die of hunger or something?” I ask jokingly, unaware of what my gesture of humor would to do him.

He pauses, looking down at the plate of food, his face seems saddened but not wanting to show it. I immediately begin to regret asking such a question.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have mentioned it. It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it” I say in a worried tone. “I was born here so I wouldn’t know how bad it would feel, to die then enter a place like this. Please, forgive me.” I then place my hand on top of his free one, attempting to comfort him in a way. “So, what’s your name? I’ve been wondering what it is since I brought you here.” I ask trying to distract him from his sadness.

“My name? shit uhh,,, itss Adam.” He seemed a bit scared to ask me, not sure why. Adam seems like a pretty normal name for someone like him.

“It must’ve been scary huh? Falling into an extermination like that, angels come here every once a year to kill us,, it’s horrible.” I explain. “It’s okay, this place isn’t all bad, every now and then you find some nice people. Although they are hard to find.”

Adam stares as I explain a few aspects of hell, I’m glad he’s open to trying to find out how things work around here instead of immediately going on a killing spree like some sinners.

I really do wish that he’ll open up to me soon, and that I can open up to him. I’m not sure where this will go, I just hope that it’ll go well enough.

[guillotinesandroses]

Washed Ashore; Chapter 10 - Circus Freaks

Platonic Sonic Boom x Ex-Villain!Reader.

Washed Ashore Masterlist

Amy and Knuckles argue as they up to a robot crashing in through a mountain. Eggman has made yet another pointless attack, introducing a new pal of his, Octopusbot. Sonic runs around and confuses it, Amy bashes a tentacle off of it and Sticks jumps on top of the machine, making it stab itself in the head. 

"Sorry, I can't hear you!" Sonic responds to one of Eggman's complaints with a grin. "Too busy running circles around your Squidbot!" 

"It's not a squid, it's an octopus! Can't you tell by the size of the tentacles in relation to the head?" 

Sonic turns to you, and you shrug. "Don't look at me, I'm not a marine biologist." 

Tails sends forth a message to inform he is going to use his new invention. Sonic tries to ask if Tails has even tested it yet, but too late. It fires but the laser misses, bounces around and causes a landslide. Chaos ensues as you suddenly need to turn your attention from the villain to slicing the boulders rushing your way, one sword knocked out of your grasp. Sticks barely evades the downfall with her acrobatic skills while Amy and Knuckles are forced to focus on crushing the boulders as well. 

Sonic is the only one fast enough to bypass the dirt and rip some wires off. The robot shuts down, leaking oil like a squid would ink. Sticks and Amy, standing right next to it, grimace and you groan in despair. Lifting your blade up, you try to wipe the oil off before it leaves a stupid stain. Tails marches up with an apologetic frown. 

"Guys, I don't know what happened!" 

"I'll tell you what happened; your lazer almost turned us into robo-fish food!" Amy exclaims. 

"Yeah, and not the delicious flaky kind!" Knuckles crosses his arms. 

You lift your gaze from your oil-soaked blade. "Guys, it's not that big of a-" 

"I'm sorry, it malfunctioned!" 

"Maybe it didn't malfunction! Maybe this isn't even Tails! What if he's one of those sleeper agents, a mole pretending to be a fox- a fox mole!" Sticks jumps up to grab at his face, presumably to pull off his supposed mask. 

"Ow! Quit it!" 

"It just needs a bit of tuning, no need to be so harsh," you comment, deciding to ignore Sticks' paranoid accusations. 

"Hey, leave him alone!" 

"No, Sonic, they're right." Tails frowns. 

"Are they?" You raise an eyebrow. 

"Well, except for Sticks and that whole fox-mole thing. I put all of you in danger. I need to go." Tails rushes off on his airplane and does not answer Sonic's calls. 

"Hey, guys, go easy on Tails. So he made a mistake, I mean, haven't you ever-" The hedgehog gets cut off by the screeching of tires.

All attention turns to the long, purple vehicle and the guy stepping out of it. "Ooh, sorry if I scared you folks! Please, accept my most humble apologies!" 

"You almost made us roadkill, pal!" 

"A thousand pardons! Allow me to introduce myself; T.W Barker, entrepreneur, owner and ringmaster of T.W Barker's circus of wonders!" 

"Why does that sound familiar..?" Your eyes narrow. 

He chuckles. "Well, I am quite famous!" 

"A circus, huh? Like, with clowns?" Knuckles asks. 

"And elephants?" Amy exhales in wonder. 

"And art made from cornhusks?" Sticks grins before you turn to her and she deflates. "I have no idea what a circus is." 

"Alas, I have none of those. You see, my performers ate some bad sushi in the last town and have fallen gravely ill. All I have is my stunt bears." 

"So, how will you put on a show?" 

"I won't be able to! The children will be ever so disappointed." 

"Not the children!" Amy gasps. 

"Yes, the children. If only I could find some kindhearted souls to help me keep the magic of the circus alive!" 

"Mr. Barker, you're in luck, we'd be proud to volunteer in your circus!" Amy declares. Knuckles and Sticks nod in agreement, surprisingly enough. 

"Mhm, I'm so glad we're a hivemind," you mumble, "don't think I've forgotten about those trapeze stunts you made me do, Amy." 

"Yeah, speak for yourself, Amy! What makes you think I want to perform like some kind of trained animal?" Sonic crosses his arms, then turns to the roller-skating bears. "No offense." 

"Yes, yes, I understand. The training is quite rigorous, it's okay if you're not capable." 

"That'll do it," you mutter. 

"Capable is my middle name." Sonic dashes around the director. "Look, I just hope your circus can keep up with me. I'm in!" 

The others turn to you expectantly. You sigh and suppose one time would not be so bad. "Alright... on the condition I don't have to touch a single trapeze again." 

"Wonderful!" Having gained the approval of the last recruit, he raises the circus tent up. "I'm delighted to have all of you!" 

Sonic calls Tails but gets no answer, so you move on to getting your roles assigned. Sonic gets a running cage and Knuckles is the guy getting launched from a cannon. 

"You are skilled in swordsmanship, yes?" The director turns to you. 

"Obviously." 

"Wonderful! I trust that you will amaze the audience with tricks never seen before." 

"Naturally." 

Amy lists out all of the cool things she could be. The director, however, places a pathetic hat over her head. "You'll be a sad clown." 

"...Unreasonably." 

"A sad clown?! I see what's going on here. You're giving me the lame job because I'm a girl!" 

"I'm ready for my trapeze act, boss!" Sticks flies in. Amy groans in disappointment. 

As everyone gets ready for the show, Amy finds herself away from the stage. She can barely bring herself to focus on learning the art of juggling, trying to keep her mind on how happy her performance will make the children. You approach her in her solitude, sitting down nearby and striking up a conversation. 

"My talents are going unappreciated again." She sighs. "I offer my help and ask for nothing in return, and this is the thanks I get?" 

"He probably gave you that role because you're the only one who'd agree to it," you point out. 

"But it's so unfair! Why do I get punished for being kind and understanding?" 

You fall silent for a moment, then shift your gaze elsewhere, voice quiet. "...That's how the world works, I'm afraid." 

"It really shouldn't." She crosses her arms, leaning against the railing. You hum in agreement. A minute passes with no words, until an idea strikes you. An idea you usually would never even entertain. 

"...Yeah, but hey, what if wore the clown make-up with you?" 

"Huh? Really?" She blinks, snapping out of her sulking. 

"We could match!" You offer in a sing-song voice, giving a lazy grin. 

Amy jumps at you, crushing you in a hug. "That would be amazing! Gosh, I've been trying to convince you into matching with me for so long, this is-" 

She continues to ramble on until showtime, spirits lifted. Yeah, you are not the biggest fan of silly things like this, but it would be unfair if Amy was the only one having a bad time at the circus. So, you gave in and allowed her to dress you up. This show is a one time thing anyway, so you may as well be a little goofy going about it. 

The show begins soon enough and everyone performs their roles perfectly. Sonic's speed amazes the audience, they laugh at Amy's juggling and Knuckles' cannonball number entertains them. Gasps echo from the watchers and Sticks swings through the air without fear. All eyes lock onto you as they stare with bated breath as you skillfully manage and swing several blades, each movement carefully coordinated. By the time the performances end, the audience is left awestruck as they depart. 

"Great job, everybody!" Amy grins. 

"That was a blast! We should do it again sometime!" Sonic exclaims. 

"Yes, you should... and you will." 

You tense up at the shift in tone but not fast enough. Ropes shoot out from one of the cannon and trap you. Sonic gets locked up in his sphere right after. "Hey, what's the big idea?!" 

"Well, you see, my performers aren't exactly sick, they escaped. When I heard about your crew, I set up this brilliant trap, and you marks walked right into it!" 

"That's where you were familiar from." You scowl, rolling your eyes in embarrassment. "Should've paid more attention to the catalog of low-ranked villains." 

He ignores your taunt and focuses on the others. You squirm and try to summon your swords but to no avail. He thought this through, the material being a magic suppressing kind. The rest of your friends are caught one by one as well. Like any reasonable villain, he explains his plan and reveals where he got Sonic's cage from. 

"Of course," you mutter. Naturally, Eggman would figure out a way to annoy your friends without even being present at all. 

A league of Eggman's robots roll in. They are of no concern to you, you are only frustrated that you slipped up this badly. As you try to figure a way out of your bindings, Tails flies in. His perfected laser fires, melting all of your problems. No longer bound by magic suppressors, you call forward your blades. 

The director notices the situation, calling forth the robots. You slash them while Amy swings her hammer. Knuckles punches them to bits and Sticks flips her way around them, Sonic running through the metal. Tails shoots the laser at them and informs Sonic of the director's whereabouts. In the end, Sonic catches up and traps the wolf in the sphere that was meant to be his prison originally. 

"Let me out of this infernal cage! I'm an entrepreneur!" 

"No one cares!" You shout back to him. 

"That was some sweet flying, buddy!" Sonic grins as Tails lands. 

"Yeah, you did good!" Knuckles pats him on the back, almost knocking him over. 

"Knew you could do it." You unsummon your swords. 

"Sorry for saying you were a double agent. I didn't realize you were a... triple agent!" 

"Yeah, thanks, Tails!" Amy smiles. 

"I'm just happy I could help. Now, let's get out of here!" And so all of you walk home, leaving the horrible director screaming for help. 

[ruh--roh-raggy]

Heart of Wires (Sundrop/Moondrop x DCA!OC Piper)

Hello hello! Welcome to something new and different from me!!! This is my first time writing Sundrop, this is also my first time making an OC! It is with my greatest pleasure that I introduce you to Piper Belle Healy! This whole fic is going to be slow burn, super tooth rottingly sweet fluff. I'm just enamored by these big Bois, I wanna hold their hands and kiss them on the cheek. SO THATS WHAT IM GUNNA DO!! I hope you enjoy! Please let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list!

WARNINGS: None

You can find my Masterlist here!

Word Count: 3,985

Part 2

“Good morning!” The chipper blond welcomed her with a gapped tooth smile as she sang her greeting. “Piper, right?” The red head nodded in confirmation. “Perfect. I'm Meredith, everyone calls me Merry, I'm gonna be the one showing you around the Pizzaplex!” She motions for Piper to follow her, pushing through the turnstiles with ease before walking into the main lobby. “I’ll give you a more thorough run down after your shift, they never listen when I tell them to have you come tour the place beforehand.” She sighs, stepping onto an escalator and casually leaning up against the railing. “You’re going to be in the daycare, so you’ll be working with Sundrop. It should be pretty easy; arts and crafts, making sure the kids don't hurt themselves, nap time, nothing too crazy. Sun can walk you through it, anything you need, just ask him.”

“Some interesting nicknames around here.” She remarks with a lopsided smile. “Merry and Sun.”

“Oh, Sundrop is his real name!” She responds with a laugh. “I take it you haven't gotten to meet any of the animatronics yet?” Merry gives her an excited glance.

“No, I've seen the posters and stuff, pictures of them in the office when I went in for my interview, things like that, but I haven't, uh, met them?” She says giving the taller blond a look of confusion. ‘Why would I have to introduce myself to a robot?’ She thinks, quickly shaking the thought as she rushes to keep up. She approached a set of large, wooden double doors, the gold handles glistening in the low lighting. She holds the door open for her with a smile, motioning for Piper to walk in ahead of her. Piper fidgets with the sleeves of her sweater, looking around the room to see shoe cubbies and hangers for coats and bags about halfway up the wall. The faded paint was covered in drawings of kids standing next to who you were assuming to be the daycare animatronics. Both of them are tall and slender, one with a sun shaped head, the other a moon. The sun wore yellow and red striped pants that billowed loosely down his legs, you noticed most of the kids had drawn what must have been bells on his wrists and ankles. The moon was dressed similarly, only his pants had white stars against a dark blue background, a matching sleep cap sitting atop his head. She smiled, breathing out a soft laugh as she ran her finger over the waxy artwork.

“We could take the stairs, but the slide’s faster.” Piper jumps as Merry suddenly starts talking. She chuckles seeing the shorter woman’s expression, pointing to a tube that must have led down to the daycare.

“Slide it is.” Piper giggles in response. Merry grabs onto the railing above the slide, jumping slightly before flinging herself down the plastic tunnel. Piper hears the clatter of plastic below before Merry calls for her to come down. She excitedly hops into the slide, unable to stop herself from smiling as she rushes downwards. She yelps slightly as the slide abruptly ends and she’s flung into the waiting ball pit below.

“Sunny! I’ve got a new friend for you to meet!” Merry cups her hands around her mouth as she calls out in the massive playroom.

“A new friend? Oh, how exciting!” Piper hears a voice call from above. Her eyes widen as she sees a large clown with a sun shaped head spin out onto a platform overlooking the daycare. In one swift motion he dove from the platform and into the ballpit, mere feet in front of her. Piper scrambled to find solid ground, hoisting herself up onto the rubber mat covered floor, her foot slipping on one of the yellow pool noodle covered edges. Two sets of articulate robotic fingers wrap around the foam in front of her before the robot hoists himself up to his full height, she scrambles backwards, screaming as she bumps into Merry.

“It’s alright! Piper, this is who you’re working with!” She drops down to her side, shaking her slightly in an attempt to break her out of her panic. She froze, her chest heaving as she watched the golden points whirl around his face.

“You said he was an animatronic!” She exclaims, motioning rapidly to the human-esque figure in front of her.

“He is!” She exclaims. “The technology for him is very advanced, it’s something the owners have been perfecting their entire lives.” She explains with a smile. She looks between the animatronic and the nearly shaking girl in front of her. “Sundrop, this is Piper, she’s the new daycare attendant.” He stands there for a moment. His unreadable expression makes her heart race.

“New daycare attendant, hm?” He suddenly speaks, his voice was so expressive, if she wasn't so terrified of his monstrously tall stature Piper would've been amazed. He slinks closer to her, kneeling down to bring his face directly in front of hers. “I’ll warn you now, the daycare isn’t a place for amateurs.” She furrowed her brows at him.

“I’ll have you know I’m wonderful with children.” She sits up, he jolts back as she suddenly gets close to him. “I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t make assumptions about me considering you just met me a few seconds ago.” He seemed a bit taken aback at her sudden change in demeanor. Just a moment ago she looked so timid and scared, but now she looked like she was ready to bite his head off.

“I’ll let your work speak for you then.” He stands, grabbing her gently by the wrist and hoisting her up with him.

“Sun, play nice, she’s the best resume that’s applied for the daycare in a long time. Who knows, maybe you might even like her.” She smiles and winks at him. She turns to Piper, “I’ll swing back by here at lunchtime, I’ll help you find your way to the cafeteria.” She offers happily. “And don’t let him make you nervous, he’s a drama queen anyways.” She teases, making Piper giggle.

“I wonder why? It’s not like my programming was originally meant for the theater or anything.” He responds sarcastically.

“Show her around the daycare, give her a run down of the schedule, don’t kill each other.” She counts out the tasks on her fingers. “Think both of you can handle that?” They both nod. She gives both of them a wave over her shoulder as she heads off to get ready for her shift.

“So, we start off with free play.” He motions for her to follow him as he prattles on about the schedule for the day. He shows her where all the craft supplies are, where to find the adult-only tools like sharp scissors and permanent markers. He explained that during naptime is when she would meet Moondrop, “let him handle putting the kids down, he doesn’t like it when someone interrupts his system.” He explains. “Other than that, if you’ve worked with kids before, you should know what you’re doing already.” He sighs, obviously expecting her to fail from the start.

“I think I can handle it, don’t worry.” She squeaks with mock confidence, trying to find some way to change the animatronics tune towards her. “Sundrop?” He turns to her. “I’m really looking forward to working with you, I’m sure I can learn a lot.” She noticed how the whirrs and pings of his internal mechanisms grew slightly louder at her compliment. His eyes flicker over her face for a moment.

“Thank you, Piper.”

Piper watches as child after child comes down the slide into the Superstar Daycare. “Friends, if I could interrupt your playtime for just one moment, I have an important announcement to make!” She was pleasantly surprised at how quickly the screams and laughter of the children died down, Sun easily able to catch their attention. “Some of you might have noticed there's a new face around the Daycare today. I would like to introduce all of you to Miss Piper.” There was a chorus of small hello's and hi’s from the group. She jump as Sun suddenly claps his hands together, telling them all they could go back to playing. He strides up to her, her eyes trailing up his long thin frame as he stretches farther above her than anyone she had ever met. She guessed that Sun stood somewhere around 7 feet tall, compared to her short stature he looked nothing short of a gigantic. “Go grab the markers from the supply closet, I'll take care of pulling out the tables and chairs.”

“You know it wouldn’t kill you to say please.” Piper huffs before turning on her heels and hurrying off to get set up for drawing time. Sun can’t help but watch her retreat. Out of all of his time in the Pizzaplex he had never met anyone like her, staff member or otherwise. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind, that was apparent from the small little quips she had spit out at him. Granted, he knew he had a tendency to be a bit harsh towards new hires, but that was only because almost everyone they sent him was incompetent. It's not that Sundrop was mean, he was just a perfectionist. The Daycare Attendants he has worked with in the past didn't care about the kids like he did, they didn't have the same passion for the glitter covered stick figures they would be presented with. But there was something different about Piper. Sun saw how you immediately stopped when one of the kids ran up to you, stooping down to scoop the small boy up in her arms to head in the direction he was pointing in. A ball had gotten stuck in one of the rungs on the play place, too high for any of the kids to reach safely. He watched as she maneuvered herself carefully up the brightly colored structure, wiggling the ball loose before climbing back down. She hands the ball over to the boy, giving him a high five and praising him for asking for help. She smiles as the boy runs off to play with his friends. Her eyes meet Sun’s, causing her to freeze. She lets out a sigh of relief, smiling softly as he offers her a subtle thumbs up. Sun walks away, going to set up the tables for the next activity.

“What do we have here?” A voice purrs in Sun’s head.

“There's a new Daycare Attendant.” Sun mutters quietly out loud.

The voice groans, “another one? They keep sending us these stupid humans-”

“I thought the same thing. But she seems… different.” He explains, sliding the tables across the floor.

“So that's what woke me up.” He lets out a raspy chuckle. “I guess I’ll have to see what she’s like in a couple hours.” The warmth in the back of Sun's head dissipates as his counterpart returns to sleep.

“Sundrop?” He's snapped from his thoughts by her melodic voice. He turns to find Piper standing there with multiple bins of art supplies stacked in her arms. “I have all the crayons, markers, glitter, stickers, glue sticks, and stamps.” He smiles as he listens to her list off everything he would have grabbed. “I'm having some trouble finding the paper.” She admits bashfully.

“Here, let me take these.” The cold tips of his metal fingers brush against hers as he takes the stack of containers from her. He spreads them out across the tables before turning back to her. “Let’s go look for that paper.” She was a bit shocked by his response, she was waiting for him to start yelling at her. He didn't seem too keen on working with someone new, her not being able to complete such a simple task should've set him off. She follows him into the supply closet, he lets out a soft hum as he scans over the shelves. “Here we go.” He pulls out a pack of paper and hands it to her. It appeared to be at the back of one of the very top shelves, a place she couldn't have reached if she tried. “I'll make sure to get all the paper moved down to where you can get it.” He states simply before walking back out into the daycare, leaving Piper to watch him duck out of the closet in a state of confusion. He had seemed to completely change from the animatronic she had met earlier this morning, and she couldn't figure out just what exactly had spurred the sudden shift. She got everything set up for drawing time; separating the stack of paper into smaller piles to make it easier for all the kids to share, opening all the containers and removing a couple markers that had been left uncapped and had dried out. You heard the excited screams and talking of the kids as they ran over to draw. Sun had a child in either arm, a third clung to his leg as he moved in your direction.

“Miss Piper?” Her attention was caught by a girl with strawberry blond pigtails as she tugged on her sleeve.

“Hi honey, what’s your name?” She asks cheerily, kneeling down to be closer to the girl's eye level.

“Haley.” She responds with a huge smile, her two front teeth missing.

“It’s nice to meet you Haley, what’s up?” She looks bashfully over at Sundrop before her eyes immediately dart back to Piper.

“Do you think you could help me draw a picture for Mr. Sun?” She holds out the orange crayon she had clutched in her fist. “I want to make something for him but he’s really hard to draw.”

“Of course I can.” Piper smiles brightly at her, letting out a soft chuckle at her excited expression. Haley grabs Piper by the hand, tugging her back to where she was sitting, telling all of her friends that Piper would help them make pictures for Mr. Sun. She couldn't help but smile as her time was filled with giving high fives to all the excited kids as they showed off their drawings to her, drawing a quick Sundrop head for the kids to color, and being asked a million questions about her bright colored jewelry and fun outfit. Little did she know, the whole time Sun was keeping a close eye on her, absolutely delighted by what he saw.

“How’s everyone doing over here?”

“Sunny!”

“Mr. Sun!”

“Sundrop!” Piper looks over her shoulder to see the large animatronic had made his way over to where she was working.

“Is it okay if I sit here Miss Piper?” He asks with a smile, motioning to the chair next to her. He noticed how some of the kids must have placed stickers on her cheeks, her freckles laced with sparkly stars and neon smiley faces.

“Sure, Sundrop.” She smiles sweetly at him. He crouches into the comically small chair, his knees pressed to his chest.

“Miss Piper’s been helping us draw you Mr. Sun.” Haley exclaims, giggling when the animatronic gives her an amazed expression.

“Really? You all wanted to draw me?” They all clamored over to him, wanting to show off their pictures, most of them drawings of Sundrop holding hands with that child, ‘best friends’ scrawled across the bottom in messy script. “These are so wonderful!” He leans in closer to the group, they all copy his motions with wide eyes, waiting eagerly to see what he would say to them. “How about next you guys draw some pictures of Miss Piper?” They all silently agree before hurriedly turning back to their papers and crayons. He leans back in his chair. “I'll have to admit Piper, you're doing an amazing job.” She found heat settling behind her cheeks at the compliment, her eyes darting over to meet his glowing white ones.

“Thank you, Sundrop.” She smiles shyly.

“You can call me Sun, less of a mouthful.” He chuckles. “If Moon likes you you'll have passed your trial run.” There was a slight teasing tone in his voice.

“Well, lets hope for the best then.” She smiles at him.

She was grateful for nap time once it rolled around, with so many kids it was hard to find a moment to catch her breath. “Go pick your spot.” She shoos off a small boy into the other room, dimming the lights as they all settle in. She softly shuts the door, tucking herself away in a corner so she wouldn't get in Moon’s way. She wondered why she hadn't seen any sign of the animatronic all day. Her eyes immediately drifted to Sun as he stepped in the room, as he shut the door you watch his face spin around, all of the points surrounding his head getting tucked away as a sleep cap appeared. She blinked, the gold and red stripes on his pants suddenly turning to stars.

“You must be this new Daycare Attendant I heard about.” His voice was much raspier than Sun’s, he turned to face Piper, a noticeable difference in his face from the animatronic that had just stepped in the room in front of her. The moon on his face was much more prominent, the other side of his face being blacked out save for his glowing white eye. She was amazed at the complexities of their system, not to mention the immediate difference she noticed in their personalities, if she hadn’t just seen the change in front of her she wouldn't have believed this was the same animatronic. “You just sit back here, I’ll make this quick… and try to stay awake.” He chuckles before slinking off into the dark room. She heard the soft gasps and calls for Moon that he gently shushed, patting each child's head that greeted him as he made his way to the center of the room. The soft sounds of a music box beginning to chime filled the room, a tapestry of stars slowly rotated around the ceiling. Almost like magic Piper noticed the kids near her fall asleep one by one, every one of them in the room asleep by the time his song ended. She found herself yawning, pushing her round, wire framed glasses onto the top of her head as she wiped her eyes. She stretched, her spine letting out a soft pop as she pulled her arms over her head. Her eyes fluttered open, her hand immediately clapping over her mouth to suppress the scream that had welled up in her throat. Moondrop’s face was mere inches away from her own, he studied her closely, slowly crawling around her with almost spider like movements.

“I'm assuming you must be Moon?” She whispers nervously, his gaze didn't feel as judgemental as when she first met Sun, but he still made her nervous nonetheless. He offers her a small nod in response. “I’m Piper.”

“Sun seems very impressed with you Miss Piper.” He coos softly. “I do have to say you're definitely a lot prettier than the usual Daycare Attendants they send us.” He chuckles at her flustered expression. He runs a finger over one of the star stickers on her cheek. “The kids seem to like you too, that’s good.” He carefully maneuvers around her, propping himself up against the wall at her side. “How are you enjoying your first day?”

“It’s been good, definitely not what I was expecting.” She giggles, Moon felt a strange pang in his chest at the sight of her smile. She looks out over the group of sleeping children. “You know, that?” She makes a vague motion to the room. “Very impressive.”

“I have a bit of a talent.” He chuckles in response.

“Do you only come out for nap time?” He was a bit surprised by the genuine curiosity in her tone.

“I can only come out when the lights are off.” He explains. “Nap time, sleepovers, Sun and I switch off after hours.” She sat and quietly chatted with Moon for the rest of nap time, Piper found herself a bit sad to see him go.

“It was wonderful getting to know you.” She smiles softly at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Piper.” The lights gradually grew brighter as nap time came to an end. The sleepy yawns of kids and soft giggles of them talking amongst themselves filled the room.

“Well, good morning!” Sun greets the kids cheerfully as they head back out into the main play area. She timidly makes her way up to his side, feeling a bit awkward standing next to the tall robot. “I take it everything went well with Moon?” She could tell by the softness his expression held that he already knew the answer to that.

“I hope so.” She smiles at him. “I don't want either of you to think I'm an amateur.” She mocks his assumption from the morning with a wink, making him chuckle.

“You definitely proved you're not an amateur Piper.” His hand gently comes to rest on the top of her head. Piper feels a blush spread across her cheeks as he pats the spot between her messy, copper space buns. “I'm sure they're all hungry, let's get them set up for snack time.”

“He hasn't been giving you a rough time, has he?” Merry asks as she hands you a tray.

“No, I've actually been having a lot of fun working with him.” She admits with a small shrug and a bashful smile.

“What about Moondrop?” She follows up.

“He was also wonderful.” You reassure her.

“I'm impressed.” She mumbles as she starts to grab things to eat. “The last three people they hired had already been run off by now.” She chuckles. “I guess they did end up liking you after all.”

“I can't get over how much personality they have.” Piper smiles excitedly.

“I mean, they might as well be people with how complex of a machine they are. They're fully articulate, their AI lets them experience emotion, they're pretty much just like us without the internal organs.” They both pay for their lunches and sit down. “So, now that you've spent a couple hours with them, do you think you’re going to keep the job?” She seemed almost nervous as she asked her.

“Oh, absolutely!” Piper beams. She hurries through her lunch, exchanging goodbye’s with Merry before she heads back to the daycare. So she wouldn't cause a disruption she decided to take the stairs down to the main play area.

“Welcome back.” Sun smiles at her as she approaches. The rest of the day flew by as Piper got dragged off by a small group of kids to go play. She couldn't help but laugh as she caught sight of a girl wearing pastel pink fairy wings riding around on Sundrop’s shoulders, pretending like she was flying. Slowly your group became smaller and smaller as parents arrived to pick up their children, before you knew it you and Sun were alone, cleaning up the disaster left behind. “I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot this morning.” He suddenly apologizes, nervously tapping the curled golden toe of his shoe on the floor.

“It’s okay, from what Merry told me they threw in some real pieces of work before me.” She giggles in response. “We can always try again tomorrow.” He pauses, straightening up to look at her.

“Piper?” She hums softly, her blue eyes landing on him. Sun felt the words catch in his throat for a second. He takes a few steps closer to her, retrieving a yellow sun sticker from the booklet he kept in his pocket. He presses it to the apple of her cheek, her soft warm skin squishing under his finger as she smiles at his action. “Welcome to the team.”

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part four: handsome young uncle

S E C R E T S E C R E T

pairing: Idol!Changbin x Influencer!reader

-> in which Stray Kids attempt to protect their image after an unexpected encounter with you, but, oh, Changbin is kinda hot? AND emotionally intelligent?? Oh no.

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"I'll give you a few minutes alone," the nurse whispered as he led Changbin into the room that held probably no more than six beds, pointing to where you lay. He muttered a quick 'thank you' before approaching your side. You began blinking, eyes heavy as you searched around the room, trying to decipher where exactly you were.

"You scared me," A voice spoke from beside your bed. Your head whipped in his direction, eyes squinting to make out the face before you. Your brain was still slightly foggy, and you weren't sure who he was, but you were sure what he was. Sexy. Oh my god, that man is so handsome and b- wait, why is he here? "I wasn't really hoping to add murderer to my list of fatal flaws," he grimaces at that last part. "Sorry, poor word choice given-" the man motions to your bed.

"What- Who, who are you?" you finally speak, your voice frail for some reason. 

"I'm Changbin. Seo Changbin," he speaks. Your heart feels as if it's about to stop. Good thing you're in a hospital, you think.

"No." 

"Yes?" he replies, eyes wide. He almost looks like he's slightly scared of you. Wait, you were in a hospital room. What if you got attacked by some stabbing crazy and you fell. Into a bush. And your hair is now a mess, twigs sticking out of it like an idiot? What if he's looking at you like that because you look like a stupid idiot clown? Changbin sees your eyes widen as you start to panic, breathing picking up, and you reach your hands up to touch your face. "No, no. Please, not again. Stay calm," he rushed, his arms flailing about. But how could you? He was Seo Changbin. He's famous. And sexy. And also famous.

"You're- you, Chang- Stray-" It seems like the lack of oxygen from the heavy breathing was beginning to get to your head.

"You-you know me?" All you could do was nod your head. His expression dropped, seemingly not too fond of the revelation.

"Bin," a voice called from across the room. He stood at the door, expression grim. Shit. You recognised him too. You really need to get your hands on a mirror. 

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"No, you should be fine to leave soon. We're just making sure you're okay, and then you can go home, okay?" the nurse explained sweetly, quickly making her way over to another bed as soon as she finished checking on you.

Two figures approached.

"How's our little fighter doing?" Changbin smiled hesitantly.

"She said you ran me over," you deadpanned. The man beside him frowned, looking at his friend.

"She said that?" he whisper yelled.

"No, but she did say I was hit by a car, and you said you almost became a murderer."

"Well, it was an accident," he smiled, a single dimple appearing on one of his cheeks. "And you're okay! Woo!" his smile was only slightly mesmerising. 

"What he means is we're very sorry, and of course, all medical expenses are going to be paid by us," the slightly taller man smiled. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm Chan."

"Well, thank you, Chris, I appreciate it," you replied. Chan looked at his friend.

"Yeah, she knows."

"Great," the man smiled, dimples on show. "That's just great." 

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Alright, here are the CBorle mentions in Spamalot Diaries:

‘However, there are many pluses. Christian Borle, the young man playing Prince Herbert, a newcomer to many, is quite brilliant. He is a really funny guy. In fact, the cast is impeccable. Steve Rosen is hilarious as Galahad's mother. Despite a wander across the north of England, ending up in Scotland for the accent of Doug Sills, Christian is quite benevolent and well-meaning and he draws lots of laughs. He has charm and what John Du Prez calls "a delightful swagger."’ Pg 54

‘She chose an epic day to come to rehearsal, as she witnessed a rather dramatic scene. Mike greeted her with joy and sat her behind us at the table, where we were watching Doug Sills failing to be amusing with young Christian Borle as Prince Herbert. One day, lad, all this will be yours. What, the curtains? No, not the curtains, lad… While Doug was fine as the rather vain Sir Galahad, he could never get anywhere close to Michael Palin's Father of Prince Herbert role, neither the Yorkshire accent nor the gradually mounting frustration. He seemed only able to go straight to rage. Mike gives me a worried glance, and then suddenly and without warning Doug begins slapping Christian around. Real hard slaps, until Christian says, "Whoa, stop that! Time out." There is a moment of stunned silence in the room. A shocked Casey says, "Take five, everyone" People stand around confused. What just happened? Mike walks me over to the big window for a private talk. "What do you think?" he says. "Well, if I work with him, I think I can help him with the Yorkshire accent," I suggest. "No. I'm going to fire him," says Mike. "Might as well do it now." And he does. Just like that. Takes him out to lunch and Doug doesn't return. I love that about Mike. He doesn't tolerate anything for long.‘ Pg 81

“We move from the strong powerful voice of Tim and the sweetness of Michael's Patsy through the silliness of Christian (a uniquely gifted clown), to the magnificent control of David, who is cheered to the rafters for his amazingly deft and delicate and hilarious rendition of "You Won't Succeed on Broadway." Add the charm of Hank, the sweetness and confident lunacy of Steve, and top it with the amazing genius of Sara, and it is a heady recipe.” Pg 95

‘Wow. Spamalot was a triumph. Its first public dress rehearsal last night opened to prolonged, triumphant laughter… They adored "I Am Not Dead Yet”, and Christian throughout was a hit.’ Pg 100

“Prince Herbert was hilarious, largely because Christian is so funny.” Pg 102

‘On the way into the hotel my flight for the next day was already showing canceled, so I canceled my car—I knew I was going nowhere Saturday. Best see the show again. Which I did (twice); and to give myself a little fillip, I suggested to Christian that I come on as the Historian at the start of act 2, then he could come on and tell me to "fuck off." He liked that idea. Peter, the stage manager, was nuts about it, so I dressed up in the second costume, with the Historian's tweed jacket and waistcoat and bow tie, and stepped out onto the stage. Most of the cast was in the wings. I wasn't sure what the reaction would be, but I could never have expected how it was: the audience went absolutely crazy, there was a roar and then applause and then cheering and then a standing ovation. They wouldn't stop. I didn't know what to do. I tried to deadpan my way through and hope they'd stop so I could say my one line. But they wouldn't. In the end I had to smile and nod and recognize them, and even then they wouldn't stop; so I gestured for about a minute for them to quieten. Only then could I say my line. Then there was Christian standing next to me with hands on hips. "Fuck off, Idle," he said and I exited meekly to roars of laughter. "Everyone wants to be a comedian," he ad-libbed.... But it sure started act 2 with a wallop and the cast were overjoyed. "Thanks for waking them up," said Tim and David.’ Pg 140

‘NOTES: At the top of act 2, Eric Idle appeared as a Faux Historian in his own costume. He began the Historian's speech to loud cheers and applause from the audience, and was then interrupted (planned) by Christian, who said, "Fuck off, Idle." Eric promptly, obediently, left the stage-again to great cheers.’ Pg 143

“What Mike did was to find the very best and finest. Casey was a brilliant call. His first gig, too. Sara is about to be a star, Christian Borle is a comedy genius, Hank is a pillar of laughs, and Christopher Sieber, who came in at just the right time, is extraordinary. Mike is probably the best casting director in the business.” Pg 167

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Thanks for sharing!!