#miniture lady

[blueraineshadows]

A Very Sebby Christmas 🎄 💚

Okay, so it's not Christmas, but this was a request from the lovely @pugsnotdrugs92 I hope this is what you were after. Plenty of fluff 💓 and a splash of spice 🌶 with Sebastian x F!MC

Sebastian snapped the locks shut on his suitcase and took a deep breath. He could hardly believe he was about to board the Hogwarts Express with MC and travel to London for Christmas. His heart beat a little faster at the thought. Christmas in the big city, Christmas with MC and her family.

"All ready to leave?" Ominis asked. He was packed and ready to go home for the holidays, his face grim at the thought. "Are you still alright about making the trip? There has been a fair amount of sighing going on."

Sebastian thought for a moment, his eyes moving to the portrait miniture of MC on his nightstand. "What if her family don't like me?"

"Come now, my friend," Ominis said. He moved to place a hand on Sebastian's shoulder. "I am quite sure everything will be just wonderful. MC is a delightful young woman, why should her family not be equally as amiable."

"Perhaps your right."

"Of course I am," Ominis said. "Failing your obvious charm, you could always hex them if they turn out to be rather monstrous I suppose."

Sebastian stared at his friend. "Ominis!"

Ominis chuckled and moved back towards his own suitcase. "Come on, we have a train to catch."

-----*-----

Platform 9 3/4 was bustling with parents and students, luggage wagons were rolling, and the excited chatter was a dull roar in their ears as Sebastian and MC stepped from the train. MC was up on her tiptoes trying to spot her parents through the crowds, she glanced behind and grabbed Sebastian's arm. "Come on," she urged.

Sebastian couldn't help but smile at the excitement dancing in her eyes and allowed himself to be tugged through the throng. MC gave an excited cry and headed for a well dressed couple. The gentleman wore a fine suit and hat, a pocket watch chain in finest gold glinting under the gas lights. Sebastian was rather impressed by his moustache and imagined growing one himself one day.

The lady wore a dress in fine blue silk, delicate jewellery gracing her ears and throat. She was a beauty, her smile bright and lovely when she spotted MC hurrying towards then.

"Mother, we're here!" MC had never cared much for strict propriety despite the etiquette training she had received and had no qualms about giving her parents fierce hugs. "Merlin, how I have missed you!"

Sebastian stood back a little, watching the warm family reunion and tried to swallow down the lump in his throat. He wondered where Anne was spending her Christmas and then forced the thought aside. She had sent an owl. She was safe. That was the main thing.

Then MC was taking his arm and pulling him forward. "Mother, Father, please, I would love to finally introduce you to Sebastian Sallow."

MC's father immediately held out his hand. "A pleasure to meet you, young man. We have heard a great deal about you in MC's owls."

Sebastian eyed the hand offered and took it, shaking with a firm grip. "Its a pleasure, Sir, and thank you for the kind invitation to your home."

MC's father nodded and then her mother was taking his hand in both of hers. "You are most welcome, my dear," she said warmly. "It is so lovely to finally meet the young man that MC speaks so highly of, and she was right, you are as handsome as she promised."

Sebastian felt his cheeks warm and he smiled. "You are too kind Mrs MCsLN."

"Yes, well, shall we head for the carriage?"

At her father's words, MC nodded and they went to collect their luggage.

.....*.....

MC's home was a large city house in Chelsea, Sebastian tried not to gawp at the finery surrounding them, and managed to hold a rather pleasant conversation with MC's mother about Herbology. He found she had rather a sharp mind and found himself warming to her immediately. He could see so much of MC in her.

At dinner, her father mentioned some magic theory he had come across in archives at the Ministry where he had an office. Sebastian's eyes lit up and mentioned what he knew of it. Her Father was most impressed and they launched into a rather long conversation, discussing books they had both read.

"Shall we leave the men to it, my dear?" Her mother whispered. "They look like they will be wagging their chins for a while yet."

MC nodded and moved to put her hand on Sebastian's shoulder. He looked up at her, eyes devouring the way her hair was piled up so sophisticated on her head, the delicate gown she wore and his heart swelled. How was she his? "I'm just going to spend some time with Mother," she said. "I will come to say goodnight before I retire."

"Of course," he said. His gaze moved to her mother, who looked equally as lovely. "Thank you so much for dinner. It was delicious. And as for the company, well, what can I say? I feel like the luckiest man in London right now."

MC's father raised an eyebrow at the lovely blush that spread across his wife's cheeks. "Oh, Sebastian, you are welcome any time. Especially if you continue with sweet words such as those!"

MC and her mother moved to the sitting room where a cheerful fire burned in the hearth. MC moved to the Christmas tree and admired a glittering bauble.

"What a lovely young man you have secured for yourself, MC," Mother said. "I can see why he makes you so happy. After a year I am surprised he hasn't offered you a ring."

MC blushed. "I may have known him for that time, but we have only officially been courting for a few months. We were friends first, and then it became something more."

"Oh! But you spoke of him so warmly, and it was apparent that you spent a lot of time together. I assumed too much it seems."

"Perhaps my feelings for him were there the whole time and I just didn't see it," MC said. "Sebastian is devoted to his sister and she was quite poorly, he dedicated a lot of time to her care and well being. She has since improved and moved on with her life, so now he has more time for things such as courting."

Her mother gave a little sigh, her hand to her chest. "He sounds more wonderful by the moment. And you are truly happy?"

MC hurried to her side, dropping to her knees and taking her mothers hands in her own. "Fiercely happy Mother, like you wouldn't believe," she said. "He makes my heart sing and the merest touch of his hand makes me feel like the only girl in the world."

Tears welled in her mother's eyes. "I felt the same with your father, and I still do." She cupped MC's face with her hand. "My baby girl is all grown up and in love. I approve sweetheart. Your father may not say so, but he approves too. He would not sit and hold such a long conversation with a man who did not entice his mind, as your Sebastian clearly does. You have our blessing."

.....*.....

Christmas Eve. The family had shared a lovely dinner with some friends, Ministry people who were equally impressed with Sebastian's bright, young mind. One of them could play piano, and after the fire whiskey had been brought out, Sebastian led MC's mother in a dance, his heart thudding with nerves the whole time. When he danced with MC, he had dared to hold her close, their eyes only for each other's. If they had been able to tear their gazes away to look, they would have seen the sentimental glance shared between her parents. It was obvious. The youngsters were very much in love.

The hour was late and Sebastian lay awake listening to the house settling. His heart was as full as it could be, MC's family were welcoming and warm, he felt wanted here. There was an ache deep inside for Anne, and for his lost parents. He knew they would have loved MC for her wit, her cleverness and her fierce loyalty. He missed them terribly, but he didn't feel alone.

The creak of his door made him turn and a figure slipped into his room, closing the door with a quiet click. MC tiptoed to the bed in her long nightdress, her hair unbound and trailing over her shoulders. He felt flame and want gather. He knew he would always want her, it was like there was an invisible cord between them, linking them in ways only they would know how.

"Sebastian, quick, look," she whispered. She tugged at his arm. He smiled in confusion and allowed her to pull him from the warmth of his bed. They went to the window. "Its snowing."

They stood for a moment watching as the flurries fell, coating the street in a blanket of white. It was nature's own brand of magic, snow. It seemed to bring with it a peacefulness and Sebastian thought he could relate. He slipped his arm around MC's waist and held her close, her soft curves a comfort and a stoker of growing flames. "I love you," he whispered. "I hope you know that."

She smiled. She knew, of course she did, but oh how she loved to tease him. She toyed with a button on his sleep shirt. "Maybe you need to prove it," she said cheekily.

"You are not trying to seduce me under your Father's roof now, are you?"

She pressed her mouth to his neck, sucking gently. He allowed himself a sigh, not risking a moan at her kiss. "Is it working?"

"Absolutely not," he said. He focused on the snow drifting against the window, but her lips were so soft, so wet...

A strangled gasp left his mouth as her hand cupped his growing arousal. Her fingers smoothing up towards the tip. "Hmm, this little chap tells me otherwise," she sighed.

"You are a naughty girl," he whispered, his mouth seeking hers. He kissed her thoroughly, tongue sweeping hungrily.

"You love it," she said between kisses.

He risked a low groan, hands rucking up her nightdress to cup her delicious behind, backing her up to the bed. She fell back onto it, her hips barely on the edge as he slid two fingers into her, her folds slick and ready for him. She arched, moaning softly. "Yes, Seb, yes."

He silenced her moans with kisses, his fingers seeking out what pleased her most, swirling and teasing before fucking her as deep as his fingers would allow once more. She was soaked, his fingers sliding effortlessly and his cock strained against his pyjama bottoms. He was going to lose it.

Fumbling to free himself, he pushed her thighs wide and buried himself inside her, both of them biting back their moans of pleasure. He began to thrust and then paused at the squeal of protest from the bed springs. His heart was thudding and his balls felt like they were going to explode, but the bed was going to give them away.

He glanced around the bedroom, reluctantly pulling out from her. "What is it?" She asked, sitting up.

He pulled out the chair at the desk and turned it, placing it in the centre of the floor. "In order not to be detected, we need to be a bit inventive."

"Why not cast a silencing charm?" She asked with a frown. He grabbed her hand and led her to the chair, taking a seat. He patted his lap. "Because, where would the fun be in that?"

She grinned as he tugged his bottoms down further and pulled his slick cock free, all ready for her. His hand on her hips, she straddled him, gripping his shoulders as she slid deliciously onto his cock. She immediately did a testing roll of her hips and he groaned. "Oh, fuck that's good."

"I thought we were being quiet," she said, smothering a giggle.

He smirked and pulled up her nightdress, tugging it over head. "Let's get rid of this so I can have a perfect view of these while you fuck me," he said. He cupped her breasts greedily, rolling her nipples under his thumbs. He bent to suck one into his mouth and her head fell back, her hair trailing to his thighs. "Gods, I love these," he mumbled, mouth full.

MC began to roll her hips, finding a rhythm that made his cock rub her in all the right places. His fingers dug into her hips and she panted, her feet balanced on the very tips of her toes. She could feel the pressure building, the fear of being discovered, the slide of his thick cock, the way he was watching her through lidded eyes building the fire within her. She began to bounce on him, eager, desperate, her thighs slapping down against his and then she threw her head back, her release crashing through her. Sebastian gasped, hanging on to her waist with one arm and wrapping the other hand over her mouth as a long moan escaped her lips, low and as sexy as fuck. He shuddered, his cock pulsing and bursting at the sound she had made, filling her with his own release.

They both panted, foreheads pressed together, his fingers tangled into her hair at the nape of her neck. "I love you too," she said. She pressed a soft kiss to his mouth. "Merry Christmas."

.....*.....

The Hogwarts Express wound through the English countryside enroute to Scotland. The hills were still coated in a blanket of white from the snowfall at Christmas that had carried through to the New Year. Sebastian sat near the window, his arm wrapped securely around MC. He thought about the small box in his suitcase, handed to him by MC's father Christmas morning wrapped in bright paper. Inside had been a set of silver cufflinks, the tops shaped as a coiled snake. He had been choked, overwhelmed by such a lovely gift, and had tried to hand it back insisting it was too much. But her father had placed a warm hand over his, making the box stay firmly within Sebastian's grasp. "Nonsense, boy," he had said. "You are family now."

Even now it made his throat want to close up and he held MC a little closer. "Are you glad to be returning to Hogwarts?" She asked.

"Yes, and no," he replied. "I'm not sure if the city is for me, however the trip turned out to be rather a pleasant one."

"So, you enjoyed Christmas?"

He looked down at her and booped his finger playfully on her nose. "The best I've had since I was a small boy."

He realised it was the truth, and it was all because of her. MC's smile was warmer than any Christmas candle. "I'm so glad," she said. "Perhaps we can visit again, summer perhaps?"

"That sounds perfect."

MC snuggled closer against him, thrilled that she had managed to make Christmas special for him. She thought about Christmas Eve when she had snuck into his room, a warm glow spreading through her. A smile tugged her lips at their failed efforts to be quiet. She hadn't told Sebastian about the conversation she'd had with her mother the following day, he would probably be mortified to know that she had overheard them. But MC had a little box of her own in her suitcase containing a few bottles of potion to prevent conceiving a child. She had flushed scarlet at first when her mother had handed them over, but the accompanying words had eased the embarrassment.

"Take these," she had said. "While I am pleased to hear you already have a supply of your own, I want to show you that I support your decisions. You have grown into a wonderful young woman, out there making me so proud with all that you are learning, finding your feet in the world. I was young and in love once, I know how it feels to burn for a man, believe me. All I ask is that you finish your education at Hogwarts, take everything that life has to offer you, and then make the most of every moment with that lovely young man of yours. Spend some time, just the two of you, exploring what life has to offer before you even think about a family of your own. Cherish those moments alone with him, I promise, you won't regret it."

MC had never loved her mother more than in that moment. They had hugged, maybe shed a tear or two, and then they had giggled when her mother had confessed that she could see why MC had been tempted into Sebastian's bed, if she had been a much younger witch, she would have had her head turned herself!

....*....

Suitcase unpacked, robes hung up ready for classes resuming the next morning, Sebastian picked up his miniature portrait of MC and smiled. He was going to marry her one day, he would make damn sure of it.

Ominis came into the room, wand held up, his face brightening when he realised Sebastian was there. "Good Christmas?" He asked.

"Actually, yes," Sebastian replied.

"So, no need for any hexing then?"

"Absolutely not, you were right. MC's family are as perfect as she is."

Ominis nodded and then frowned. "Wish I could say the same for my lot," he sighed. "Unfortunately, there was a need for a hex or two, you know what my brother is like."

Sebastian smirked. "Indeed I do, tell me everything."

[wolftheidioticfan]

IT WAS WAY TOO MUCH TO DO EVERYONE AT ONCE I JUST DID CHANCE'S CHARTS. IF YOU WANT OTHER CHARTS ASK FOR THEM. Anyways Chance's charts + generally the bosses....sorta. explained.

Boss relevance in ooorrder of Chance meeting them (all during story. I can talk about after story stuff later.)

EOC (eyeball object head humanoid guy in au :) ): Sore loser, originally showed up to scout out who Chance was since he sensed her in the world. Kicked the everloving shit out of her unprepared ass. Later summoned by her to fight since the Guide told her that in order to get stronger, this was a good start. LOST (SOMEHOW???) and became extremely bitter and a sore loser. Kept challenging Chance to duels to 'train' her himself. If he trained her, THEN he could justify losing. (Maybe likes her. maybe sends messengers to watch after her. Only a little.)

Pumpking: PUMPKIN MOON ISN'T PRE HARDMODE- alas, with the power of Extremely Unprepared Dumb Protag Disease...Chance got ahold of a medallion and accidentally summoned the pumpkin moon. Pumpking (often nicknamed King) decided to have fun with this new world, and after scaring the shit out of Chance, revealed that the towering multifaced jack-o-lantern...was just a disguise. A trick. He's actually no more than 3 feet tall. Then she didn't take him seriously and he may have killed her...seven times over. Huh, immortal. A hero? Hm. Hollowed out a dead mourning wood and decided to live around their town. Utterly annoying! Provides very little help if anything. Loves scaring the npcs.

Slime King (and the ninja) (still a fat slime): Accidentally summoned during a slime rain, very confused. No idea where it was and stumbled around for a while until Chance separated it from the Ninja. Slime King mostly is okay with Chance, but he also decided uhh this end of the world stuff is kind of Too Serious and stays out of it. The Ninja, however, helps EOC train Chance and is a total bud to her.

BOC (object head. very kingly. very weird): Met when Chance stumbled juuust a little too far into the Crimson while exploring. Chance, completely unprepared predictably died. But in shock, was not made apart of this hateful crimson world. Why is that? Eventually defeated with a lot of effort and told about the 'balance', and a cult trying to mechanically create a world ending disaster. Sigh. Assimilating this world would have to wait. Fine. He likes Chance, they challenge him in a way other things don't. She is. Scared shitless of this giant brain but appreciates his wit. If only he'd stop fighting with the EOW.

EOW (still a big worm <3): Met shortly after BOC's defeat and showed up to mock him. She was ALSO shortly defeated for threatening to eat up Chance's little town. Annoyed by this. But also doesn't want to just let something ELSE corrupt and destroy the world she'd been eating away at. Fine. Suppose we are 'allies' (mostly so she can hang around and annoy her rival)

Queen Bee (anthro bee lady!!): Defender of the jungle, protector of her kingdom of bees- Not dealing with an annoying human and her need to destroy half the jungle to 'save the world'. Kicked Chance to the curb around 3 times before settling on a deal. Chance would be more careful, replant more, and she would offer some weaponry.

Skeletron: A living cursed guardian aiming to protect the dungeon and keep its secrets. Not much for talking, but clearly sentient. After defeat (with the help of the Queen Bee's beenades), he mostly just...disappeared. Strange.

WOF: The Consumer, the bearer of the world's evil. The Guide's sacrifice to help Chance reveal the rest of the world, make it stronger and deadlier to brace herself for what was to come.

Queen Slime (still a funny fairy slime): Appeared after the Hallow was released to the world. Friendly, offered a lot of help should Chance prove herself more. It was a simple sparring, and she helped hunt down rarer ores and offered miniture slime mounts to make things easier (it didn't, but Chance won't say that to her)

The Twins (not mech in this <3 same as EOC): The EOC's younger, much louder and annoying brothers. They adored Chance (in only the way two guys who like to shoot you with lasers and bite you for fun can!) and love bothering her all the time. This whole thing is more of a joke to them than serious. Chance...Doesn't know what to do with them, honestly. They are pranksters and somehow even annoy King. How is that possible?

Skeletron Prime: N/A. A mechanical version of Skeletron brought forth by the cultists as distraction. Used later for parts.

Destroyer (big worm into a funny robot man): Also created by the cultists as distraction, but after being broken down, revealed some sentience and pain. Chance, feeling bad for the creature, took its 'brain' and parts and fashioned a new body for it. As thanks, it helps build for the town and provides defense for the NPCs while she's away.

Plantera (anthro plant): ...Awokened from too much destruction of nature. It seemed Chance never learned her lesson on breaking things you should not and awoke a bloodthirsty, rage filled plant. After defeat, Plantera mostly hangs around the jungle, replanting and defending it from anything that is deemed a threat. ...Even Chance, even after being defeated. They do not get along. The plant is too headstrong and insistent on being able to do everything herself in here after all. Always tells the terraforming 'hero' to piss off. Chance is...so tired.

Golem: N/A ancient machine the cultists activated to do destruction, but it had valuable loot and Chance thought it might have to do with their main plan and thus was destroyed.

Duke Fishron (anthro pig fish :): Who is this stuck up ass pig that showed up in town? Apparently, the Twins had to do with destroying his underwater home, so he demanded to stay here Or else. (chance found out that What Else was a lot of tornadoes and attacking. Of course). Selfish greedy guy, but a big brute and defensive of his new home. It works out. Chance just. Stays out of the way.

EOL: thought to be the very being that brought Chance here to this world, but it's merely a rumor. Upon capturing a beautiful little butterfly, it transformed into the empress, whom was impressed with Chance's perseverance. But, in order to gain enough power to defeat the Moonlord, her mettle would be tested. She is motherly, often chastising or keeping others out of danger around town. Truly believes in the 'Champion' of the world.

Lunatic Cultist: Forgotten his name long ago, it's hard to even tell if the mask isn't just his face at this point. Reviving the moonlord in search of wisdom, destruction, and his own way of returning balance. Turn all to ash and start from scratch. Little did he know, Moonlord would only aim to kill everything until nothing was left. Not just the 'plagues', but everything else as well. Bad natured, grumpy, and over all not well. Definitely saw some power he was Not Supposed to. Chance doesn't get this asshole's deal. Are You Kidding. YOU'RE bringing the danger, not fixing it.

Moonlord: Unknowable. Metal and Flesh. brought forth from cosmos not understood to rend this world and many others. Pure destruction and hate without reason. The thing that must be killed for good in order to keep this world and all others alive.

[that-was-anticlimactic]

using a clip from "the electric company" (2009) for journalism tomorrow, and i decided to rewatch the episode the clip was in and my God i forgot how funny francine's summary of "little women" is (granted she was kind of tricked by hector & keith lol). for context, francine and lisa are in a debate as they run for book club president. francine goes:

f: "Little Women" is my absolute favorite book. i've read it over a hundred times. i guess what i love most about "little women" is that it's called "little women", but it's actually about ninjas.

s: i'm sorry. uh. what did you just say?

f: "little women" is the story of a plucky group of tiny, heroic, lady ninjas who band together to defend mt. rushmore. they may be tiny, samantha, but i think they're lady ninjas we can all look up to.

l: excuse me. there are no tiny, lady ninjas in "little women"

f: hahhahahhaha of course there are. nice try, lisa. samantha, you may just wanna go ahead and declare me the winner of this debate.

s: actually, she's right. there are no tiny, lady ninjas in "little women", so.

f: um, of course there are. who else do you think fights off the attacking army of miniture zombie cats?

s: "little women" also has no zombie cats

f: ... no zombie cats, either?

s: yeah. i'm afraid not.

[srahpaulsons]

@margseliserobbie,

' As the card simply puts, i hope we'll be back to soon acting a fool together on the dance floor and anything else that comes due to our cocktail mixtures. I got damn lucky to call you a friend and oh so much more lady. May you spoilt today, tomorrow and all the damn time, you absolute queen.. happy birthday' lots and lots of love sarah + jess

GIFTS INCLUDE

Pandora bracelet + cocktail charm

Milkshake set, toppings ( 'always better mixed with alcohol' on a note inside )

Bouquet of flowers

veuve clicquot champagn confetti design

'miniture pink bears' brownies from BROWNIEGOD

candier candle set

[riflebrass]

Yeah it's hard to argue with the results, but damn if it isn't still shitty.

He had this one dog. 130lbs of muscle and teeth. If he weren't so patient he could easily kill an adult. A little kid wouldn't stand a chance. Having to put one of his dogs down breaks his heart, but if one of them attacked a kid he'd never get over that.

But funny story about that miniture wolf. One camp trip a "dog mom" brought some little 12lb rat dog along. That little fucker decided he was going to fight everyone. All the regular dogs at the camp site are pretty well behaved but he really wanted to make the biggest dog in camp his bitch. The big guy avoided the rat because he didn't want to get in trouble. Everyone told the lady to control her little yapping shit but she ignored them. He ain't hurting anyone.

Well after a day and a half of this little prick the big dog got fed up and pinned him to the ground. That little fucker was screaming bloody murder and biting at his throat. His tiny little teeth couldn't even make it through all the fur and the big guy just sat there with a big grin. He put that little shit in his place and wasn't hurting him.

Well mama came a running and was horrified that this gigantic beast was hurting her poor little angel who dindu nuffin. Finally the big dog let him up and the rat fucked off for a while.

Did he learn his lesson? Of course not. So he kept harassing the big dog for a few more hours and finally he snapped. He flipped the rat backwards, rolled him on his back, pinned him, and was about half a second from ripping it's dick off with his teeth when his owner called him off. He immediately let the rat go. Mama was crying again because that big bastard is so mean to her little fur baby! The owner told her to keep her dog in the car for the rest of the trip because if this happened again he wouldn't stop it.

She never came back after that lol.

discourse reminding me that no one should own a dog. I am calling for total doggy death

[jadafitch]

When your roommates are squirrels...

[thatoneao3writer]

Yet another incorrect quotes post

Have I posted the incorrect quotes in the drafts at the time of writing this? Nope.

Am I starting another one anyways? Hell yeah.

...

Foolish: That's really cool! One minute it's just a blob in some lady's stomach, the next minute it's a person. Blob... Person.

Eret: ...the miracle of birth, summed up in one poetic phrase.

...

Ranboo: uh why are you damp?

Tommy: Tubbo dared me to run across a lake

Tubbo: NO I DIDNT

Ranboo: considering your track records I don't believe either of you

...

(this one is by Narwhal <3)

Sam: *holding a glass of boba tea and a cereal bowl* What if instead of milk in cereal I put in boba?

Ponk: *walking past him and taking away the coffee pot* What if you didn't

...

(another one by Narwhal <3)

Skeppy, after ranting about how hard it was to get Bad to see that he actually likes likes him: I am such an idiot.

George: ...

Skeppy: ...

George: If you're waiting for me to disagree, we're gonna be here a long night.

...

(slight hc that whenever something goes wrong in a mission, Ponk is the one who plays medic for the team. Everyone generally doesn't go to the hospital - to minimize risk of getting their identities revealed - unless the injury can only be treated at a hospital.)

(ofc, none of them are easy patients XD)

Ponk: How would you rate your pain?

Ranboo: 0/10

Ponk: How- your arm is literally broken

Ranboo: As in, 0/10, definitely would not recommend.

Ponk:

Ranboo: Very not gucci, does not slap, no thanks.

...

(a continuation)

Ponk: How did you break your arm anyways?

Tubbo: He was being stupid.

Ranboo: I was not-

Tubbo: He was swinging across the city and there was this beam in the way and I warned him through the comms, "Ranboo, duck!"

Ponk: And?

Tubbo: *looks at Ranboo* Wanna tell him what you answered, big man?

Ranboo: *quietly* Where??

(in his defense, ducks are super cute)

...

Ponk: Damn, at this rate you're gonna need a transfusion. Quick, what's your type?

Sam: Uh, short, bleached hair, a doctor, very handsome and caring and nice and-

Ponk, blushing: Your blood type, stoopid.

Sam: Oh. Uh. Red?

Ponk: ...why do I even bother?

...

Ranboo: All pleasures are guilty pleasures if you’re anxious enough

...

Michael: Dads, I got a pet snake! What should I name it?

Ranboo: I'm sorry, you got a what-

Tubbo: William Snakespeare.

...

(Ranboo waking up on the ground next to Tubbo)

Ranboo: What happened?

Tubbo: Tommy knocked you out with the basketball so I laid on the ground too, so people would think we were just chilling

Ranboo: Oh. Okay. Thank you. *looks around* Uhh where's Tommy?

Tubbo: *taps his miniturizer gun*

Ranboo: TUBBO NO-

(cue all of them looking for Tommy, Honey-I-Shrunk-The-Kids style but harder because this is Tommy, and Tommy has superspeed. He's fine though, don't worry. He went on A Journey but he's fine, Tubbo un-shrunk him in the end.)

(jk all of this probably isn't canon I just find it funny XD)

...

(over text)

Tommy: If spiders were the size of cats, do you think it'll be less scary or more scary?

Tommy: Because, on one hand, they wouldn’t get into your house easily. But on the other hand, once they’re in there, ohhhhh boy. Oh boy.

(5 minutes later)

Tubbo: WHTA IS ERONG WITH YOU MICHAEL SAW THAT TEXT AND IS NOW CRYIGN, IT'S ALMSOT HIS BEDTIME FFS

Tommy: oh

Tommy: whoops

Tubbo: IDBDMICNDOhekfixmoshfkKjfjdjdjd

Tubbo: wiat RANBOO LITERALLY HAS A SPIDER COSTUME

Tubbo: if Michael becoems scared of Ranboo bc of you I will fucking stranglw you

(Michael didn't end up scared because Tommy showed up the next day with a spider plushie and showed that spiders are very cuddly and nice.)

(he may or may not have made the plushie within thirty minutes after that conversation - sewing becomes a really fast job if you have super speed)

...

Sam: So surgery is just stabbing someone to life.

Ponk: ...please never become a surgeon.

...

(a direct parallel to the above)

Ponk: What's so hard about driving, anyways? Everyone can do that. It's just like Mario Kart but with no blue shells and bullet bills.

Sam: PLEASE never drive. Ever.

...

Tubbo: What do you call a dictionary that's high on drugs?

Ranboo: If you say ‘addictionary’ I swear I will bonk you.

Tubbo: Actually, I was gonna say 'high definition' but yours is way better.

...

(during an argument)

Ponk: Can you at least try to look at things from my perspective?

Sam: Okay. *crouches down*

Ponk: Oh FUCK YOU BITCH

*cue another divorce arc XD*

...

Dream: So, your plan failed?

Sam: It didn't fail. It was pre-successful.

...

Puffy: What if ducks threw bread back at you?

Niki: I don't know? I never really thought of that being a possibility.

Puffy: *smirks* Well, I think, in that situation, you’d have to duck.

Niki: ...you're lucky I love you.

Puffy: *kisses Niki's cheek* Oh, trust me, I know.

...

Niki: I'm cold.

Puffy: Here, have my jacket. *gives kiss to cheek and a hug* There ya go.

Sam: Hey, I'm cold too.

Ponk: What? *takes off jacket* I fucking told you to bring more fucking layers but of course you didn't listen and now *piles scarves on Sam* I fucking have to make sure you don't fucking FREEZE to death but you're so fucking stubborn so what the fuck did I expect and *takes somebody else's hat* how fucking long have you been cold you should've said something sooner stoopid.

- 🏒

[bucksboobs]

Oh my fucking God she was just some lady in stolen jewelry give me my silly little posts about my silly little plastic minitures!!!

[idjitlili]

More thranduil love?

Bath

I am very sorry if my writing is shit, this morning my 69 yr old great nan passed away , It was horrible I have her dog zana,now. Summary: Thranduil takes a liking to you when you sass him , when he makes fun of Thorin's height.

Word count:1255

You and the company had been captured in mirkwood forest,by Prince Legolas.Gandalf had requested you join the company as you were a healer ,and it was all better to have two healers instead of one. Also due to the fact you were his adopted,elf daughter,your were parents slaughted ,when you were just a child.You did not remember them,best not that you didnt,as you have a father that loved as much as they did. Gandalf had brought you with as he did not wish to leave you at home alone when someone could kidnap you because gandalf was your father.  Especially when he too protect you from harm when you beside him.

Which led you too now ,in front of you and Thorin stood the elven,Thranduil. Thorin did like you ,even though you were an elf ,as you had not grown up with the elven traditions,gracefulness,you were clumsy ,and you didnt have a stick up your butt.You were taught your fighting skills from Elrond ,when Gandalf left you with him,so he could complete dangerous tasks.  You had befriended Elrond's daughter,Arwen,you would write to her often ,she was your only friend until you met the company.

Sometimes Gandlaf would take you to lady Galadriel and Celeborn,of Golden wood. The had gifted a leaf brooch,which later you had modified into a necklace that lay between your breasts,that only showed if your tunic was removed or it fell forward.

Thranduils soldiers had stripped you down to your vest ,and baggy trousers,you werent happy with that but you couldnt do anything about it. Whereas the dwarves where only stripped down to there tunics,damn why couldnt they be topless. You would have more than liked that. At this very moment Thranduil was insulting Thorin offering him a deal,for his and the companys freedom.

He made your blood boil to the point of over flowing,he was a selfish ,slug eyebrow king you had enough of it. Your fists clenched closed ,knuckles white. "you call yourself a king?you are a selfish man ,if you and your people were in need .The dwarves wouldve gave you a home ,yet you let children die and starve because you didnt want to mess your hair.You disgust me." you had spat your words at him as he turnt you glaring ,Thorin couldnt help but smirk. Thranduil had scoffed before speaking "and what would a poor excuse of an elf that mucks around miniture sized pigs know of the matter?" Thorin growled at the smirking king. "this is no mere elf as she is Gandalfs daughter,she could most definitely turn you into slug like them eyebrows." you giggled at Thorin,his eyebrows definitely looked like slugs,Thorin sent you cheeky smile,

"yeah ,also I am fed up with the short jokes. Im sorry but I rather have a nice thick dwarven cock,compared to yourtiny  thin worm one." Thorin's face was more than red now you had simply smirked,Thranduils face twisted in anger. "take him to the cells,and leave the girl and I alone,now." he had shouted commands,Thorin shorted compliants "you do not touch her!" and others in khuzduls,you had sent him a small smile. "Wait may i say one last thing to him before?" Thranduil annoyed told you yes but you would only have 15 seconds. So you had whispered to the dwarven king. "when dildo gets you all ,dont wait for me,leave,I will catch up.""no y/n n-" he was cut off by Thranduils command and him being dragged off harshly.

He had circled you mulitple times before stopping close in front of you,his eyes dropping to your cleavage,where your necklace laid. You tried to stay still,as his followed down the chain of your necklace to the leaf. Which caused him to touch your breasts still by doing so,sending harsh chills down your spine. His thumb rubbed over the pendent ,taking in the details it held. "where did you get this?" he had questioned sternly, his face still glued to the necklace.

"Lady Galadriel." you had answered avoiding his face,"and how were you able to get so close to her as low elf." you had pulled the necklace from his hand scoffing."Thorin told you ,Gandalf is my father." Thranduil hadnt believed this as you were a elf and he was a wizard. "how is he?you are an elf he isnt" he hated liars he didnt believe a word you said,especially the dick thing. "god he is my adopted father,you bloody bugger ,my parents were killed when I was a babe." you had spat annoyed,he sent you neutral facial expression. "sorry." he had simply spoken he did truly feel bad for bringing it up.

"so you pledge yourself to Thorin." He had questioned pulling up the strap of your vest,before offering you his arm which you have to take,as he lead you away from his throne,to an unknown destination. "no ,I am not.I just have seen them all naked." you had mulitple times as you had to bath together. "how?" he was weirded out ,but he would be surpised if the dwarves walked around with their dongs out. "well on our trip we all had bath together in the wake,plus in rivendell they bathed in the fountain.Its pretty hard to miss." he gasped ,tighting his grip on your arm. "have they seen you...naked?" he was quite disturbed he couldnt bare for a women to bath with over a dozen of men.

"actually no,not until your guards stripped me from my over clothes ,my vest got caught with my tunic boom they all saw,Thorin had quickly helped me cover, When we all bathed together they would turn away from me ,they treat women like the most precious gem in creation." you had spoke as you both walked up the stairs ,Thranduil had gasped at your story."oh,I am so sorry that happened." he was actually quite sincere with his words. "wow Thorin would be impressed you do have a heart,but anyways it is okay it told me that my breasts are some what attractive." you had joked ,as Thranduil looked confused "hard dicks" you stated causing him to hum in response. opened a door ,leading you in ,t here was a  bed."oohhhhhhhhhhh,i see." you had smirked,as his face lit up red slightly. "oh uh no i just thought you would like a bath,by yourself?" you smiled excitedly,nodding running to the bathroom,to see a hot bath all ready,ready.

"was this bath meant for someone else before i came?you had turned to the door shouting slightly,as Thranduil entered slowly. "yes,but it is for you now." you had frowned at the elf. "who?" you had questioned quietly,tripping slightly on yout own feet."me" he had whsipered. "Well.why dont we share then?" you tugged at Thranduils dress thingy,you didnt know what the fuck that was called.

a/n sorry short just really didnt feel like writing today has been awful

[pink-peony-princess]

I'll Always Be There for You

“Rise and shine Miniture Mendes,” I heard my older brother’s voice somewhere at the end of my bed.

I didn’t answer immediately, hoping that if I ignored him, he would go away. Realistically I knew I was kidding myself, and this was confirmed moments later, when I felt him sit at the end of the bed, poking my leg until I finally let out a grunt of annoyance.

“And she lives!” he cheered, as if he was commentating a grand final sports match.

“Shawn, it is seven. In the morning. On a Saturday, you better have a good reason for being in my bedroom, annoying me this early.” I warned, pulling the pillow over my head.

“Sure do,” he chimed, fighting to pull the pillow away from me. “Get up, get dressed, you have your yearly check-up today.”

The reaction was instant, and he was quick to notice it. “Don’t start Hailey, we went through this last time you had to come in,” he cautioned, and I could see from his face, that there was going to be no changing his mind.

“Shawn!” I groaned, whacking him with the pillow I had just had over my head. As much as I loved my brother, I hated him equally at times like this. He had just qualified as an attending paediatrics doctor, and was now working at the local hospital with a bunch of his friends. “I’m sixteen, can’t I look after myself?” I begged.

“Nope, last time I let you do that, you nearly ended up dying on Connor's O.R. table, because you thought that appendicitis was ‘nothing’, ” he reminded me, using air quotes for effect.

“Ahhh, don’t remind me. Fine,” I conceded. There was no point, I knew that. It wasn’t even that I really disliked the doctors or the hospital for that matter. I just really didn’t like having my brother in my medical care. I found it awkward, something which he would remind me constantly that wasn’t the case at all. Well even that was a lie, it did come in helpful sometimes.

“Be ready in twenty minutes,” he spoke, getting up, straightening his scrubs, and walking out.

Sighing, I sat up, grabbing my phone. Help! I wrote, sending it to Dave one of Shawn's friends, and a fellow doctor. I had known Shawn's friends, Dave, Brian and Connor since I was little, and considered them to be adoptive brothers.

There was a ping from my phone, as I was in the bathroom, cleaning myself up. He told you then. <3 was the response. I cursed internally, if Dave knew, then it meant that Shawn was serious. After all, most of the time Dave was the one in charge of my medical care.

Dumping my phone back on the bed, I went to the wardrobe and grabbed the most comfortable pair of track pants I could find and paired these with a crop top and a parker. I spent another few minutes faffing about in my room, trying to find ways out of this, but when I heard Shawn grabbing his coat and keys from the hallway, I made my way down stairs feeling defeated.

“I hate you,” I spoke, pushing past my brother and stepping out the from the front door. Only to hit a body, hard.

“Easy there Little Lady,” Dave spoke as he caught and steadied me. “What’s up? Those were some fighting words!” he let my arm go, stepping back to look at me.

“Don’t start D, I hate you too, you knew and you didn’t tell me!” I accused, stepping around him and heading for his car, which he and Shawn usually car-pooled to work in.

“She’s been like this since I woke her, she’s tried to get out of it more than once already,” Shawn fixed me with a stern stare, silently warning me not to cause mischief.

“You make out like I’m such a bad patient, you’re such a drama queen!” I laughed as we buckled in and made our way down the street.

“Maybe you are.” Was the only reply I got. The rest of the car ride was quiet, I couldn’t help but sulk at my predicament.

When we finally got there, I trailed behind the guys, listening to them discussing their schedules for the day. Most of which consisted of making sure that their interns and residents were doing what they should be. I couldn't help but feel a little proud of them as I thought of how far they had come.

“You ready Little Lady?” Dave's voice, pulled me from my thoughts, and it was only then that I noticed that we had made it inside to the front desk, where Amy, the receptionist, and one of my favourite people resided.

“Hi Hailey, how are you sweets?” she asked as she typed on the computer, before addressing Shawn “All good, it’s all set up for you.”

We made our way to the exam room quickly, Dave unlocking the door, and dumping his belongings on his desk and switching the computer on, no doubt so he could check my records.

“Do I have to?” I asked, eying the bed off furiously, once again frustrated at Shawn for making me do this.

“Yes, you do pretty girl, why don’t you just take a seat next to your bro for now, I’ve just got some questions for you first. Grumbling to myself, I slumped into the seat next to Shawn, resting my head on his shoulder.

“I thought you hated me?” he laughed, somewhat confused, but rubbing my scalp comfortingly anyway.

“I do,” I agreed. “But if I’m asleep, you can’t start the exam, because you must have consent to do anything,” I explained, trying to hide the smirk that was now forming at my genius conclusions.

“Touché What you failed to mention though, was that the parentals have given me autonomy over your medical care in their absence since you’re still under eighteen. So right back at you sister,” he sassed, clearly proud of himself.

“Okay, okay, it’s too early for me to have to adjudicate a fight between you two!” Dave laughed, turning to face me. “Okay, Hailey, some of these questions may be a little embarrassing, but answer honestly okay?”

I nodded, feeling apprehensive.

“Do you smoke?” he asked, pausing to look at me. I fixed him with a glare, making him laugh. “I’ll take that a no.”

I put up with the questions, most of them not as bad as I had imagined, until he asked the dreaded one. “What about your period?”

I turned to Shawn, silently fuming at him. “I had to Hailey, you’ve been struggling for months with it.”

“No! You didn’t actually, last time I checked, I was the one bleeding,not you!” I yelled, moving to get up and walk out.

“Hailey, wait honey. I know it’s awkward, but if you can tell me what’s been going on, I’ll be able to fix it,” Dave, tried to reason, waiting for me to sit back down before continuing. "Shawn said you get bad cramps?” he prompted.

“Bad, bad doesn’t even to describe it. I can’t move without feeling like I’m going to faint or be sick,” I told him honestly.

“Last night, I found her curled up in tears because of the pain, I had to get her some fairly strong stuff,” Shawn added, grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze.

I shuddered thinking back to the previous night.

... Shawn had come home late, and came in to check on me like he always did, but instead of finding me in bed reading like normal, I was curled in a ball in my bed practically rocking as I tried to get the pain under control.

"Again?" he'd asked looking at me with pity.

I nodded, "It's so bad Shawnie," I hiccupped, tears flowing unchecked down my checks and landing in small pools on my bed.

"I'm going to get you some pain relief okay," he'd spoken, moving to brush some of the hair out if my face. "I know it hurts, but try not to get too worked up, the more upset you get, the more pain you'll be in," he explained gently, getting up and going to my bathroom. I could hear him searching through my cabinet before he asked, "What have you taken today Poppet?"

"Just Tylenol," I groaned out as another wave of pain hit me.

"Here take this." he held a blue packet out for me to take.

"What is it?" I asked, not recognising the packaging.

"It's called Napropgesic, it'll help with the pain. It'll help to block the release of some of the hormones that are making you feel so sick and sore," he explained, grabbing the water glass from beside my bed and handing it to me. "Take two," he added.

"Will you stay with me?" I asked, catching his hand as he went to leave the room.

"Of course, honey," he'd said, coming to lay next to me on the bed, allowing me to cuddle into his chest.

"Get some rest," he murmurned, kissing the top of my head.

...

“Okay, so you have it now. Is it like that every time?” Dave asked seriously bringing me back to the present,typing as he spoke.

I nodded, feeling the tears welling up, I was so over having to deal with it, I didn’t even care anymore if I had to tell them embarrassing stuff. “It’s okay Little Lady, we’ll get it sorted, how about we get the rest of the exam done, and then we can get this sorted for you okay?” Dave came to give me a quick hug.

“Hop up on the bed, yeah.” I did so, sitting waiting for him to tell me what to do.

“Right, I’m just going to listen to your heart and lungs,” he told me, after washing his hands. “Just lift your shirt a little,” he told me as he rubbed the bell of the stethoscope to warm it up. “Deep breathes,” he instructed, listening.

Turning my head, I saw Shawn watching intently, sending me a ‘thumbs up’ when he saw me looking at him. “Nothing out of the ordinary there, that’s always good,” Dave spoke, moving to take my pulse.

He was quiet again for a minute, watching the clock. “Hmm,” he finished,"Shawn come here for a second.”

Getting up, my brother made his way over, taking my pulse as Dave had only moments before. I let out a whine at the fact that I was being fussed over, causing Dave to take my hand.

"Your pulse is fast," Shawn spoke, stepping back to look at me.

"And?" I asked, looking between the two doctors.

"Well, it could be a couple of things," Dave started, going to get supplies from a cupboard above his desk. "It could indicate Anemia, which would help to explain some of the period issues, but it could be something like an infection too. And that my dear is something we don't want, especially with you having had your appendix out only a week and a half ago. Just lay back for us," he instructed.

Shawn helped me lay down, before pulling my clothing away from where my scar was on my stomach.

"Ow!" I whimpered as Dave removed the dressing, exposing a red, and somewhat oozy looking cut.

"Sorry Hailey, normally this wouldn't hurt so much, but this is infected."

"Look at that," Shawn pointed out, having gone to get gloves on himself. "That looks like she's had a reaction to the sutures."

" I'll get Connor in here after to assess it, he may want to try leaving in open for a little."

"Open?" I squeaked, shooting up from the bed.

"Hailey!" Shawn grumbled, " What have I told you? Slow movements!" He looked somewhat grumpy, but I didn't blame him. He had already had to repair the stitches once for me.

After explaining the fact that open only meant that they would pack it with medicated gauze, Dave left the room, stating he had to, "Get some supplies."

When he came back I let out a loud groan, in his hand, he was holding supplies for a blood draw. "Come on Hailey, you'll be fine," he encouraged, prepping me for it. " I'm going to let Shawn do it as he's a pro," he told me, moving to sit beside me on the bed.

"Don't look Hailey. Sharp scratch," he warned as Shawn inserted the needle. I couldn't help myself though, and found myself watching the red liquid being drawn from my arm. I could feel myself getting faint at the sight, and before I knew it, darkness hard over come me.

I woke to a light tapping sensation on my face, and someone's fingers pressed to the inside of my wrist. "Welcome back," Shawn spoke, somewhat sarcastically. "I thought we told you not to look."

"I couldn't help myself." I pouted, excepting Dave's help in sitting up.

"Just sit for a second, we don't want you fainting again," he laughed, before walking around his desk and picking up the phone.

Minutes later, the door opened and Shawn and Dave's friends and colleagues Brian and Connor came into the room.

"How's out favourite patient?" Brian asked coming over to hug me.

"You look pale," Connor noted, standing beside Shawn at the bed with a frown.

"She just fainted at the blood draw," Shawn explained, rolling his eyes playfully.

Neither one of them responded, instead sending me sympathetic smiles.

"So, Dave said you've been having sereve cramps with your period?" Brian asked, without a fuss.

I stayed silent for a second, before sighing, and nodding. I loved the guys like I loved my own brother, but there were some things I just wanted to keep private. Especially as Brian was an obgyn. " Where is the pain mostly?" He asked coming over to rest his hand on my lower back. I nodded again, causing him to press with only slight pressure. This slight pressure though, sent pain radiating throughout my whole abdominal area, and into my back, nausea hitting me like a ton of bricks.

"I'm gonna be sick!" I gasped, leaning over the pan that Shawn had rushed to grab off the shelf.

"I'm sorry Sweet Pea," Brian apologised, rubbing my back. "Well I can tell you now, that it's referred pain that's causing you all the problems. Basically, all the ligaments are attached, and as the uterus contracts, you get pain in other places. Some girls get it worse than other's though."

"And the vomiting?" I asked once I had recovered a little.

"That will be the hormones, it's not dissimilar to a pregnant woman and morning sickness," he explained. "Lots of rest, fluids, heating pads, pain killers and some ice cream should do the trick." he winked.

"And iron tablets," Dave added, coming back from the desk where he had remained since the phone call. "Your iron levels are dismal Little Lady, it's no wonder you're having such a bad time of it!"

Lastly it was Connor's turn to check on me. "Just lie down for me again darling," he spoke, getting a set of gloves on. He only had to look at the incision for about thirty seconds, before nodding. "That's infected alright. I'm actually surprised you're not getting other symptoms. When did you first notice it?" He asked as he replaced his gloves, and went to get antibacterial solution and more gauze.

"I hadn't until Dave took the dressing off, but it's really hurting now."

"We'll get it sorted for you, and get you some pain killers and antibiotics just to ward off further trouble. This is going to sting a bit honey," he warned as he dabbed the liquid onto the wound.

"Ah," I hissed, reaching for my brother's hand.

"Nearly done sis," Shawn encouraged, stroking my hair.

When Connor was done, he gave me a shot of fairly strong antibiotics and pain killers, telling Shawn to take me home and watch me closely for any signs of fever, which of course, he knew. I did try to tell them I was fine, but they shut me down before I even got a chance to finish the sentence.

" Hailey, your stitches are infected, meaning that your immune system is compromised, you're clearly in pain, let your brother do his job, and take you home," Dave interrupted seriously. I felt guilty after that, and so didn't complain when Shawn put his arm around me as we made our way back out of the hospital to get a cab home.

When we got there, he set me up on the sofa, with blankets and pain meds, telling me to give him a yell if I needed anything.

"Shawn?" I called, as he made his way upstairs to the office. "Thank you, and I'm sorry I'm a difficult patient," I told him sincerely.

"Don't mention it. I'll always be there for you, " he replied, coming back down the stairs and shifting me onto his lap. That was how I spent the remainder of the day, cuddled up to my brother, knowing that if I needed anything he would do it without question.

[pinkpeonyprincessblog]

I'll Always Be There For You

“Rise and shine Miniture Mendes,” I heard my older brother’s voice somewhere at the end of my bed.

I didn’t answer immediately, hoping that if I ignored him, he would go away. Realistically I knew I was kidding myself, and this was confirmed moments later, when I felt him sit at the end of the bed, poking my leg until I finally let out a grunt of annoyance.

“And she lives!” he cheered, as if he was commentating a grand final sports match.

“Shawn, it is seven.In the morning. On a Saturday, you better have a good reason for being in my bedroom, annoying me this early.” I warned, pulling the pillow over my head.

“Sure do,” he chimed, fighting to pull the pillow away from me. “Get up, get dressed, you have your yearly check-up today.”

The reaction was instant, and he was quick to notice it. “Don’t start Hailey, we went through this last time you had to come in,” he cautioned, and I could see from his face, that there was going to be no changing his mind.

“Shawn!” I groaned, whacking him with the pillow I had just had over my head. As much as I loved my brother, I hated him equally at times like this. He had just qualified as an attending paediatrics doctor, and was now working at the local hospital with a bunch of his friends. “I’m 18, can’t I look after myself?” I begged.

“Nope, last time I let you do that, you nearly ended up dying on Connor's O.R. table, because you thought that appendicitis was ‘nothing’,” he reminded me, using air quotes for effect.

“Ahhh, don’t remind me. Fine,” I conceded. There was no point, I knew that. It wasn’t even that I really disliked the doctors or the hospital for that matter. I just really didn’t like having my brother in my medical care. I found it awkward, something which he would remind me constantly that wasn’t the case at all. Well even that was a lie, it did come in helpful sometimes.

“Be ready in twenty minutes,” he spoke, getting up, straightening his scrubs, and walking out.

Sighing, I sat up, grabbing my phone. Help! I wrote, sending it to Dave one of Shawn's friends, and a fellow doctor. I had known Shawn's friends, Dave, Brian and Connor since I was little, and considered them to be adoptive brothers.

There was a ping from my phone, as I was in the bathroom, cleaning myself up. He told you then. <3 Was the response. I cursed internally, if Dave knew, then it meant that Shawn was serious. After all, most of the time Dave was the one in charge of my medical care.

Dumping my phone back on the bed, I went to the wardrobe and grabbed the most comfortable pair of track pants I could find and paired these with a crop top and a parker. I spent another few minutes faffing about in my room, trying to find ways out of this, but when I heard Shawn grabbing his coat and keys from the hallway, I made my way down stairs feeling defeated.

“I hate you,” I spoke, pushing past my brother and stepping out the from the front door. Only to hit a body,hard.

“Easy there Little Lady,” Dave spoke as he caught and steadied me. “What’s up? Those were some fighting words!” he let my arm go, stepping back to look at me.

“Don’t start D, I hate you too, you knew and you didn’t tell me!” I accused, stepping around him and heading for his car, which he and Shawn usually car-pooled to work in.

“She’s been like this since I woke her, she’s tried to get out of it more than once already,” Shawn fixed me with a stern stare, silently warning me not to cause mischief.

“You make out like I’m such a bad patient, you’re such a drama queen!” I laughed as we buckled in and made our way down the street.

“Maybe you are.” Was the only reply I got. The rest of the car ride was quiet, I couldn’t help but sulk at my predicament.

When we finally got there, I trailed behind the guys, listening to them discussing their schedules for the day. Most of which consisted of making sure that their interns and residents where doing what they should be. I could help but feel a little proud of them as I thought of how far they had come.

“You ready Little Lady?” Dave's voice, pulled me from my thoughts, and it was only then that I noticed that we had made it inside to the front desk, where Amy, the receptionist, and one of my favourite people resided.

“Hi Hailey, how are you sweets?” she asked as she typed on the computer, before addressing Shawn “All good, it’s all set up for you.”

We made our way to the exam room quickly, Dave unlocking the door, and dumping his belongings on his desk and switching the computer on, no doubt so he could check my records.

“Do I have to?” I asked, eying the bed off furiously, once again frustrated at Shawn for making me do this.

“Yes, you do pretty girl, why don’t you just take a seat next to your bro for now, I’ve just got some questions for you first. Grumbling to myself, I slumped into the seat next to Shawn, resting my head on his shoulder.

“I thought you hated me?” he laughed, somewhat confused, but rubbing my scalp comfortingly anyway.

“I do,” I agreed. “But if I’m asleep, you can’t start the exam, because you must have consent to do anything,” I explained, trying to hide the smirk that was now forming at my genius conclusions.

“Touché What you failed to mention though, what you failed to mention was that you need to be seen. So I'll just wait all day if I have to. So right back at you sister,” he sassed, clearly proud of himself.

“Okay, okay, it’s too early for me to have to adjudicate a fight between you two!” Dave laughed, turning to face me. “Okay, Hailey, some of these questions may be a little embarrassing, but answer honestly okay?”

I nodded, feeling apprehensive.

“Do you smoke?” he asked, pausing to look at me. I fixed him with a glare, making him laugh. “I’ll take that a no.”

I put up with the questions, most of them not as bad as I had imagined, until he asked the dreaded one. “What about your period?”

I turned to Shawn, silently fuming at him. “I had to Hailey, you’ve been struggling for months with it.”

“No! You didn’t actually, last time I checked, I was the one bleeding,not you!” I yelled, moving to get up and walk out.

“Hailey, wait honey. I know it’s awkward, but if you can tell me what’s been going on, I’ll be able to fix it,” Dave, tried to reason, waiting for me to sit back down before continuing. "Shawn said you get bad cramps?” he prompted.

“Bad, bad doesn’t even to describe it. I can’t move without feeling like I’m going to faint or be sick,” I told him honestly.

“Last night, I found her curled up in tears because of the pain, I had to get her some fairly strong stuff,” Shawn added, grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze.

I shuddered thinking back to the previous night.

... Shawn had come home late, and came in to check on me like he always did, but instead of finishing me in bed reading like normal,I was curled in a ball in my bed practically rocking as I tried to get the pain under control.

"Again?" he'd asked looking at me with pity.

I nodded, "It's so bad Shawnie," I hiccupped,tears flowing unchecked down my checks and landing in small pools on my bed.

"I'm going to get you some pain relief okay," he'd spoken, moving to brush some of the hair out if my face."I know it hurts, but try not to get too worked up, the more upset you get, the more pain you'll be in," he explained gently, getting up and going to my bathroom. I could hear him searching through my cabinet before he ssked,"What have you taken today Poppet?"

"Just Tylenol," I groaned out as another wave of pain hit me.

"Here take this." he held a blue packet out for me to take.

"What is it?" I asked, not recognising the packaging.

"It's called Napropgesic, it'll help with the pain. It'll help to block the release of some of the hormones that are making you feel so sick and sore," he explained, grabbing the water glass from beside my bed and handing it to me. "Take two," he added.

"Will you stay with me?" I asked, catching his hand as he went to leave the room.

"Of course, honey," he'd said, coming to lay next to me on the bed, allowing me to cuddle into his chest.

"Get some rest," he murmurned, kissing the top of my head.

...

“Okay, so you have it now. Is it like that every time?” Dave asked seriously bringing me back to the present,typing as he spoke.

I nodded, feeling the tears welling up, I was so over having to deal with it, I didn’t even care anymore if I had to tell them embarrassing stuff. “It’s okay Little Lady, we’ll get it sorted, how about we get the rest of the exam done, and then we can get this sorted for you okay?” Dave came to give me a quick hug.

“Hope up on the bed, yeah.” I did so, sitting waiting for him to tell me what to do.

“Right, I’m just going to listen to your heart and lungs,” he told me, after washing his hands. “Just lift your shirt a little,” he told me as he rubbed the bell of the stethoscope to warm it up. “Deep breathes,” he instructed, listening.

Turning my head, I saw Shawn watching intently, sending me a ‘thumbs up’ when he saw me looking at him. “Nothing out of the ordinary there, that’s always good,” Dave spoke, moving to take my pulse.

He was quiet again for a minute, watching the clock. “Hmm,” he finished,"Shawn come here for a second.”

Getting up, my brother made his way over, taking my pulse as Dave had only moments before. I let out a whine at the fact that I was being fussed over, causing Dave to take my hand.

"Your pulse is fast," Shawn spoke, stepping back to look at me.

"And?" I asked, looking between the two doctors.

"Well, it could be a couple of things," Dave started, going to get supplies from a cupboard above his desk. "It could indicate Anemia, which would help to explain some of the period issues, but it could be something like an infection too. And that my dear is something we don't want, especially with you having had your appendix out only a week and a half ago. Just lay back for us," he instructed.

Shawn helped me lay down, before pulling my clothing away from where my scar was on my stomach.

"Ow!" I whimpered as Dave removed the dressing, exposing a red, and somewhat oozy looking cut.

"Sorry Hailey, normally this wouldn't hurt so much, but this is infected."

"Look at that," Shawn pointed out, having gone to get gloves on himself. "That looks like she's had a reaction to the sutures."

" I'll get Connor in here after to assess it, he may want to try leaving in open for a little."

"Open?" I squeaked, shooting up from the bed.

"Hailey!" Shawn grumbled, " What have I told you? Slow movements!" He looked somewhat grumpy, but I didn't blame him. He had already had to repair the stitches once for me.

After explaining the fact that open only meant that they would pack it with medicated gauze, Dave left the room, stating he had to, "Get some supplies."

When he came back I let out a loud groan, in his hand, he was holding supplies for a blood draw. "Come on Hailey, you'll be fine," he encouraged, prepping me for it. " I'm going to let Shawn do it as he's a pro," he told me, moving to sit beside me on the bed.

"Don't look Hailey. Sharp scratch," he warned as Shawn inserted the needle. I couldn't help myself though, and found myself watching the red liquid being drawn from my arm. I could feel myself getting faint at the sight, and before I knew it, darkness hard over come me.

I woke to a light tapping sensation on my face, and someone's fingers pressed to the inside of my wrist. "Welcome back," Shawn spoke, somewhat sarcastically. "I thought we told you not to look."

"I couldn't help myself." I pouted, excepting Dave's help in sitting up.

"Just sit for a second, we don't want you fainting again," he laughed, before walking around his desk and picking up the phone.

Minutes later, the door opened and Shawn and Dave's friends and colleagues Brian and Connor came into the room.

"How's out favourite patient?" Brian asked coming over to hug me.

"You look pale," Connor noted, standing beside Shawn at the bed with a frown.

"She just fainted at the blood draw," Shawn explained, rolling his eyes playfully.

Neither one of them responded, instead sending me sympathetic smiles.

"So, Dave said you've been having sereve cramps with your period?" Brian asked, without a fuss.

I stayed silent for a second, before sighing, and nodding. I loved the guys like I loved my own brother, but there were some things I just wanted to keep private. Especially as Brian was an obgyn. " Where is the pain mostly?" He asked coming over to rest his hand on my lower back. I nodded again, causing him to press with only slight pressure. This slight pressure though, sent pain radiating throughout my whole abdominal area, and into my back, nausea hitting me like a ton of bricks.

"I'm gonna be sick!" I gasped, leaning over the pan that Shawn had rushed to grab off the shelf.

"I'm sorry Sweet Pea," Brian apologised, rubbing my back. "Well I can tell you now, that it's referred pain that's causing you all the problems. Basically, all the ligaments are attached, and as the uterus contracts, you get pain in other places. Some girls get it worse than other's though."

"And the vomiting?" I asked once I had recovered a little.

"That will be the hormones, it's not dissimilar to a pregnant woman and morning sickness," he explained. "Lots of rest,fluids, heating pads, pain killers and some ice cream should do the trick," he winked.

"And iron tablets," Dave added, coming back from the desk where he had remained since the phone call. "Your iron levels are dismal Little Lady, it's no wonder you're having such a bad time of it!"

Lastly it was Connor's turn to check on me. "Just lie down for me again darling," he spoke, getting a set of gloves on. He only had to look at the incision for about thirty seconds, before nodding. "That's infected alright. I'm actually surprised you're not getting other symptoms. When did you first notice it?" He asked as he replaced his gloves, and went to get antibacterial solution and more gauze.

"I hadn't until Dave took the dressing off,but it's really hurting now."

"We'll get it sorted for you, and get you some pain killers and antibiotics just to ward off further trouble. This is going to sting a bit honey," he warned as he dabbed the liquid onto the wound.

"Ah," I hissed, reaching for my brother's hand.

"Nearly done sis," Shawn encouraged, stroking my hair.

When Connor was done, he gave me a shot of fairly strong antibiotics and pain killers, telling Shawn to take me home and watch me closely for any signs of fever, which of course, he knew. I did try to tell them I was fine, but they shut me down before I even got a chance to finish the sentence.

" Hailey, your stitches are infected, meaning that your immune system is compromised, you're clearly in pain, let your brother do his job, and take you home," Dave interrupted seriously. I felt guilty after that, and so didn't complain when Shawn put his arm around me as we made our way back out of the hospital to get a cab home.

When we got there, he set me up on the sofa, with blankets and pain meds, telling me to give him a yell if I needed anything.

"Shawn?" I called, as he made his,way upstairs to the office. "Thank you,and I'm sorry I'm a difficult patient," I told him sincerely.

"Don't mention it. I'll always be there for you, " he replied, coming back down the stairs and shifting me onto his lap. That was how I spent the remainder of the day, cuddled up to my brother, knowing that if I needed anything he would do it without question. "

[hazbinextgeneration]

Third Way Jealousy

The sweet smell of roses and food filled the air as the giant dining room fell silent except for the clicking of silverware and the voices happily chatting through the air....Well happy for two of the people there. Not for a third sitting off to the side. He felt one or two of his eyes twitching in irritation at the insanity dancing around his head that was his emotions. His brain couldn't fathom why she even bothered to invite this staticclinged, edgelord looking moron. He wasn't even that fun to have by and he couldn't see what use he could have to either of them.  "So then I drove the same weapon he threatened to behead me with through his chest." The dapper man dabbed the napkin to his mouth and gave the pink haired lady across from him a giant Cheshire grin. "It was the highlight of my week thus far." The pink hair beauty giggled at his retelling of his earlier week's events and he could feel half his eyes twitch and the grip of his hands tightened around whatever they were gripping at the moment. No! Nonono. He wouldn't be doing this right now. He promised to stay calm this time. He couldn't just throw a bottle or pull a gun on him like any other male. It was just a friend-....A friend who was male and making her giggle like there was no tomorrow! Her beautiful dark pink eyes blinked at him. "That sounds rather exciting. Was this before or after your hotel business?" He hummed. "Im pretty sure before. I'm afraid Charlie's not too fond of my reputation already as it is. The Princess is picky, picky when it comes to...bad habits.~" OH MY GOD- His voice was so d*mmed annoying! It sounded like someone had shoved a tv up his a$$ and as a result his voice was always off frequency. Why did he ever agree to this again? He hated this almost as much as he hated spending time with that idiot brother of his. Only he could make this even worse- She giggled again. "How that sounds like quite the job to uphold." "It is," he said in an assuring tone, "But not to worry. To make sure the hotel gets no bad news I always do 'other business' elsewhere from the hotel's premisis! Charlie will have nothing to worry about if nothing threatening is found about strung about." She giggled again and placed her head in her hand. "Well that sounds very generous of you. But I have to ask, is it true that there was some kind of fight on tv about it?" Her soft pink features turned down into a confused frown. "I think it almost fell apart because one of the residents started a terf war?" At this he hummed and his eyes narrowed, shifting over to the black spider demon who was currently stabbing his steak probably pretending it was his face, as per the norm whenever he paid a call to his little rose's domain. Oh the anger bursting from the seams of this particular little bug made for quite an amusing show,..similar to another spider-ish demon he knew. The both may have differed greatly but if their was one thing the two shared it was their temper...Granted Angel was a little more harder to get fully mad. Luckily he knew just what buttons to press in order to push one over the edge, and by the way this fellow was acting- It shouldn't take much.~ So with a smile he turned back to the beautiful siren in front of him. Honestly for the life or afterlife of him, he'll never know what she saw in this little sorry excuse for a man. But to each their own he supposed. "Yes as a matter of fact!" His cheery tone easily hid any other motives for what he was about to say next. Even when he glanced to the demon still sitting between them. "A feminine fellow by the name of Angel Dust I believe." SCREEE- Both turned their heads at the sudden sound of claws digging into the table and making a deep scratch mark down the side of said table. While she slightly jumped he was expecting something like this to happen. But to the lad's credit, he held it all rather well in besides the obvious scratch marks by his plate, and had resulted to death glaring his food now. As if his anger would catch the thing on fire. He hummed and leaned his head into his hand. Not far enough, "But if I would have to be honest," he said getting her attention back onto him. He smiled and pointed a claw to the fuming demon, "He looks an awfully lot like this fellow here! They share many features! Why, they even act in a similar fashion-" A fork was sudden shot past his head and embedded itself into the opposite wall with a metal 'SHINK' noise before wiggling and finally not moving. His red eyes stared at it for a few seconds before over to the spider demon who was growling and baring his fangs at him. AH! There was that famous family resemblance he was looking so forward to seeing. He let out a couple chuckles despite himself which only seemed to anger him more. He pointed at him and in a threatening tone growled out, "I am nothing like that disgrace." "John!'' She scowled at him and he paused. "That is NOT how you treat our guest. You promised me." He growled again in the direction of the grinning deer...before gazing back to her scowl and, with great reluctance, slowly lowered himself back into his seat. Though his frown and glare still remained clear as day on his face. Red eyes flashed amuzed at how easily she could order around such a miniture little angry pest such as him.... A small little series of dings sounded out from him pocket, with a wave of his hand a small pocket watch came forth and popped open to reveal a strange combination of symbals and a single hand. "Oh goodness gracious. tch, tch, rch. This simply will not do at all." With another wave it disappeared and he slowly stood up from his chair. "Im sorry to have to cut our visit to a close, my dear. But Im afraid I must leave straight away, being tardy for Charlie's staff meeting wouldn't be very professional for her business partner. Now would it?" "Oh. Well it was nice to see you again." She slowly stood up and held out her hand presumably to shake his. Being a gentlemen, he reached across to take her hand...but as a last second descion decided to take it one step forwards and gently place a kiss to the back of her hand while looking right at the demon-...THAT DID IT!! With a growl of fury the black mass swifty made a grabbing motion towards the deer, red eyes filled with fury! But the deer man was too quick and managed to jolt back fast enough and so onto the table the spider slammed. Luckily it didn't break under his weight, but it might as well with his own breaking point. "Johnathan!!" The woman yelled glaring daggers at the spider pathetically laid across the table. Her pink eyes flashed, narrowed in disappointment. He could only lay there and stare up at her quietly. Making her sigh and reached a hand to her forehead. "Oh, John. Why must you do this?" The red man chuckled. "Oh, the woes of a jealous lover is a amusing one. I'd love to stay and chat but I must really be on my way. Wouldn't want to be late now." With a final wave, the staff in his hands was slammed to the ground and strange symbols appeared before encircaling the demon in their path. With a final staic sound he was gone. In his place silence......Well except for the sound of cruel irony when his lady huffed and gave his possibly the most deadliest glare he's ever seen. "I believe we have something to discuss." 

Request for @ynkaliko Arackniss and Alastor belongs to @vivzportfolio

[paulblofish]

Listen I know there's already a post about how Donna's life is the ideal life but thats just based off the first movie and coming out of the second I can confirm that she leads the world's best life. Graduating from a super smart school, making a teacher gay for you and traveling through Europe and getting three insanely hot men to fall in love with you. Having two incredibly close girlfriends who sing backup to your lead and would definitely make out with you anytime. Having confidence and style and a great voice. Living in a village that loves you with an old Greek lady who's basically adopted you. Having Cher as a mom. Living in the world's most beautiful place and having a daughter who is your pride and joy and miniture you, and having your best friends and three dads who get along well take care of her for you. Living with a smile plastered on your face and a dance company that follows you. Looking insanely sexy in colorful knit bathing suit tops that no one else can pull off. pulling off gogo boots. Being remembered as an absolute legend. The good life.

[sugardaddyskarsgard]

Should have believed you(Smut)

Requested by: @anyfandomwriter

Warnings: eating out

Description: Bill’s friend Devin has a thing for Y/N. She tries to tell Bill and he doesn’t believe her. Then he apologizes and things happen ;) Sorry for any errors This is my first one of these and I hope you enjoy it :)p>

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“Baby, how does this dress look?” You turn to face him, wearing a long black silk dress with a high cut.

He bites his lip “You look gorgeaous, can we leave now?” He chuckles

“Yeah…yeah I think this one is the ones let’s go.” Bill gets up off the bed and grabs his tux coat, he shrugs it over his shoulders and offers his hand to you.

You gladly take it and smile “Thanks babe.” You two walk out to the driver waiting to take you both, to Devin’s birthday bash. You both get in, Bill immediately grabs one of the miniture Jack Daniel’s and drinks it very quickly. “Slow down there tiger, I’m pretty sure they have drinks at the party.” he chuckles “I know babe, it was one drink.” You roll your eyes and shove him playfully. The drive to Devin’s party was a short one. When you and Bill arrive, you are met with a very nice looking house. You grab Bill’s hand as he leads you inside, after opening the door, you two are met with many people laughing, and drinking. They all seem to be having a good time. You grab a champagne glass from a passing waitor, you nearly spill it all over your dress because at that moment your tree of a boyfriendd gets giggly and excited because he sees his best friend. Who can blame him though, it has been years since Bill has seen Devin. You and him walk over to him. Bill punches Devin in the arm and they shake hands and do a guy hug. “Devin, this is my girlfriend y/n.” Bill gestures tword you. Devin looks you over and smirks lightly. This gesture however goes unnoticed by Bill. You let it be, and smile at him. Bill and him catch up, you stand next to your boyfriend and nod at small stories Bill was telling about your many travels together. After about 20 mintues of this, you look up at Bill. “Can I go sit down?” You whine Devin chimes in, speaking up before Bill could even utter a syllable “That seems like a lovely idea beautiful.” You blush a bit and Bill speaks up. “I have to use the bathroom anyway my love, so I will be back in a minute.” You nod and Bill leaves you and Devin to go find a table. You try to make small talk with Devin. “So how long exactly have you been friends with Bill?” You look at him and smile. He smirks “So what do you say, that after Billy boy drops you off at home, you invite me over and we can you know.” He wiggles his eyebrows. You look at him and scoff “Excuse me, first off I’m with Bill, and I love him, second; that was super rude. So no, I don’t want to take you home, even if I wasn’t with Bill. Right as this little snafu with Devin was over, Bill came back. As soon as Bill sits down, you scoot your chair closer to his. Devin goes back to talking to Bill, like nothing even happened. A couple minutes pass, some people come and wish Devin a happy birthday. He gets up to see everyone a safe leave, as soon as he leaves you turn to Bill. “Devin tried to come on to me.” You look at Bill “Babe, you’re probably just imagining things. I mean come on, he’s my best friend. He wouldn’t do anything like that to me.” He looks down at you in utter shock. You scoff “Fine Bill, don’t believe me; but I know what I heard and I clearly heard him ask me to invite him back to my place and fuck him.’ He sighs and takes a glass from a passing waitress. He finishes it all, and gets up to walk to Devin leaving you there by yourself. After sittng there and deciding you didn’t want to be alone, you get up and find Bill. He was standing with Devin again, they were talking. You go stand with Bill, as you engage in a conversation with Bill and another friend of his; you feel a breeze on your upper thigh and a warm hand. You look down to see Devin’s hand, you gasp and shake Bill. He turns to you quickly, with a worried look. "Y/n, what’s wrong babe?” he asks you worriedly. “You’re fucken best friend just felt me up under my dress!” You practically yell. Bill looks at Devin and crosses his arms. “Well?” He questions “Look man, your lady is delusional. I never touched her once.” He looks at you, then Bill. He nods and looks at you “Y/n you need to stop acting out, you’re making a scene and I’m trying to have a good time.” You clench your fists at your sides and shake with anger. “I’m getting a cab and going home.” You say through gritted teeth. “My home.” You turn and walk out of the house, you walk around outside a bit till you see the car you and Bill arrived in. You get in the car and tell him your address, you sit back and think about the events that took place earlier. Was Bill right? Were you making a scene? Was Devin right? Were you being delusional? When you least realized it, the car pulled up at your house. You thanked the driver and walked up the steps to your porch, after unlocking your door you took of your heels and set your keys on the coffee table. You forced yourself upstairs and lazily took off your dress. You put it away and took off your makeup, after getting comfortable you laid in your bed and shut your eyes to sleep. You were nearly on the brink of being really asleep when you heard a knock on the door. You looked at the clock to see it read 9:35. You got up and put on your slippers, you walked downstairs and opened the door to be met with Bill’s chest. You looked up at him. “Hi.” You mumbled He didn’t say anything, he leaned down and crashed his lips to yours. The kiss got heated very quickly, Bill nibbled just below your ear, the spot that got you wet very quickly. He pulled away just for one second “Upstairs?” He tilted his head in that direction. Despite everything that happened earlier, you caved and nodded yes. You were just happy to have Bill with you. You hurriedly follow him up the stairs, he walks in and shuts the door behind you quickly. He wastes no time in quickly taking off your shirt, and tossing it to god knows where. He lays you back on the bed and crawls on top of you. You open your legs and make room for his body, since he was quite taller than you. He rubs his clothed crotch on yours, creating friction. You moan out "Bill, baby please don’t tease me.” He chuckles and kisses down your neck. He pulls away and sits up, he takes off his shirt and pants; leaving him in only boxers. You look up and take in the beautiful sex god that is Bill Skarsgard; your boyfriend. Bill kneels down and pulls you by your calfs to the end of the bed, he reaches up and hooks his long fingers over the hem of your panties. He quickly pulls them down and brings them to his face, he inhales your scent. “Babygirl, you smell so good…good enough to eat.” He smirks and prys open your legs, he leans down and licks a bold strip on your folds. You gasp and sigh in content as you settle back on the bed. Bill uses his fingers to spread you apart, he laps up your juices like a delicous meal. You arch your back and curl your toes. “Fuck yes, just like that.” You manage to say, through gritted teeth. He switls his tongue over your clit repeatedly and reaches up to grab your right breast, he jiggles and squeezes it. He moves three fingers up to your lips, you quickly open your mouth and suck on them. As you swirl your tongue around them, you can feel Bill groan against you. He pulls his fingers away and drags them down your body to your entrance, he shoves them in quickly with no warning. Bill gives you no time to adjust as he quickly thrusts his fingers in and out at a fast speed. YOu have no time to react, you simply let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding. You get up on your elbows and look down at Bill, just to be met with his baby green eyes. You moan out and throw your head back on to the pillow in exctasy. “B-Bill, keep going I’m gonna cum.” He quickens his pace and slurps, laps, kisses and nibbles in all the right places. He sucks directly on your clit and curls his fingers. He moves his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion and that set you over the edge. You were writhering, but he kept going making sure to keep your high going as long as possible. Your orgasm died down and Bill pulled away, not before giving your pussy a good slap. You flinched as to still being sore there. He got up and you immediately got on your knees and walked over to him, eagerly ready to give your boyfriend the same type of pleasure he gave you. But he quickly shut this idea down. “Tonight was all about you, showing you how much you mean to me; and how much I love and appreciate you.” He smiled and gently pushed you back down on the bed, he crawled in next to you and laid facing you. “I’m sorry for being a dick and I should have really believed you.” he sighed lightly. “What made you change your mind about that?” You gave him a puzzled look. He moved some hair out of your face and rubbed his thumb over your lip. “I went to get a beer from the bar, and when I came back I heard Devin telling the guys all about it; he didn’t know that I was standing right behind him.” “Well I’m glad you believe me, because I would never lie to you especially about your best friend.” “Correction, ex-best friend.” He smiles “You’re my only best friend.”

[afterthelastreset]

Rules Of One’s Soul Ch23 The Duke’s Return P3

Warning: Rouxls has a break down and faints. Mak belongs to @wasted-church Please understand I DO NOT know how to put a cut in these.

Well his visit with Seam left him feeling just the teeniest bit worried about Jevil's now high feelings of love and the intencity it now presented, but he had other worries to take care of now. He followed Seam's directions and made his way towards the Field of Hopes and Dreams. As he walked he came by a couple, they were giggling and who he guessed must've been a lady by the hathy's surprised girly squeal when the Rudinn presented a small looking diamond to her and she responded by wrapping her tentacles around the smaller guy and easily lifting him off the ground with a smile and laugh. Hugging him against her body as her mouth peppered him with kisses. The Rudinn giving a goofy smile and melting into puddy in the grip....Despite himself he smiled and shook his head before continuing. Not even the actual holiday and already everyone was treating it like it was. Oh well, he guessed it wasn't his place to judge anyone else on their love life when his was so crooked it made Jevil almost look sane....Almost..What was he even saying? This didn't even count as a love life if these two were seeing this whole thing as a game to win him. What's going to happen after that? He was supposed to live happily ever after with the winner? They would go back to everything being the same before it all happened and they wouldn't even care about him? ....A pang of sadness came from his soul at the thought suddenly. Would he be...really be left alone again?....Maybe it was for the best, he rationalized. After all he didn't need any romance in his life. He had probably the best paying job in the entire Card Kingdom, gorgeous looks, a wonderful son, fancy items, servents at his beck n call, the pleasure of working under the kindest kings, and plenty of admirers he could every want the attention of. ...Still won't be the same- Quiet you!!

Once across the giant field, it was easy to find the bakery at the beginning of the Rudinn Village. Just as Seam had told him. Once he walked through the door his nose was hit with the sweet smells of baked goods, and he had to blink when he saw it. The whole store front was littered with shelves, and on those shelves were ALL kinds of goods. Bread in different shapes and sizes were lined up piled in baskets on one wall while the one across from that displayed sweets like pies, and....was that double fudge moose?! His stomach gave off a grumble at the mere sight and smell of it all. The place was also very clean, and the counter tops shined almost as much as his. And...oh sweet mother of light that was a huge cake. The other side of the store had different cooked foods. Such as jerky, handmade wines, roasts, but most were cakes. Beautifully decorated cakes that looked more sweet than the small one Jevil had cooked him. But he wasn't staring at them. He was staring past the counter into the back room. A cone looking man was humming and twirling around the massive back room, dancing around a massive white cake that glimmered in the light and the smell of vanilla waved over him like a refreshing breeze...Now he usually despised sweet things so much, but his mouth watered at the sight of it. It must've tasted fantastic...Oh, wait. His eyes blinked back to the man who looked like he was making some kind of detail on the very bottem of one of the layers...before nodding his head and putting the tool down.

He crossed his arms and nodded again with a bigger smile. "Perfecto! Another wonderful masterpiece." He spoke with a strange accent. Rouxls stood there quietly for a moment before clearing his throat. Making the man jump and drop what detailing tool he was holding. "MARGA RIBA!! Don't-a scare me like that!!"

Rouxls blinked but held up a hand. "Oh. Mine apologies. Alloweth me to introduce mineself." He bowed. "I amst Rouxls Kaard, Duke of Puzzles and royal advisor to thine kings. I came by because I haveth a job for thou."

At Kings the man's eyes lit up and with a spin he came towards the door and stopped right behind the counter. "Mon amiga!! A job for the kings!? But of course! What is it?!"

Without another word, Rouxls pulled out the scroll and let it unroll in his hand, the man blinking and reaching for it. "Mine kings requests all this food. Enough for their ...eh...impressive size plus another expected ...hundred or more so guests."

The man stared, obviously reading over the list the duke presented and blinked back to him with a surprised look. "A feast you say? Tell me, what is-a your due date for all this?"

Well he should've expected that. And he didn't even hesitate. "Three days. Including today."

"MARGA RIBA!! NO, NO, NO!!" He spun a few times before stopping and Rouxls had to blink. What a strange darkner. "For ze Kings' sized and more for guests!?!?....That woulda take too long!! All day and night and their woulda be no gaurentee I would even be done by then." He then twirled until he stopped in a position and pointed both arms to the door and the cake in the back. "I have a wedding cake to finish for a younge-a couple. They are getting married of that special day you know!!"

Well he didn't know until know, but to him 3 giant disappointed kings and queens, one disappointed son, and lots of disappointed guests were a much more scary thought than a younge couple's wedding...But he sighed. "I assure thou willst be able to deliver thine goods, but I needst thee assistance-" He went to speak but Rouxls held up his hand. "I assure thou our giant kitchen staff and kitchen willst be able to helpest thou. I will even makest it up to thee." When a curious look, Topchef watched as Rouxls pulled out a small stack of darke dollars and placed it onto the counter of the chef, who now stared wide eyed at him. "...And this is just a tip. If thou presents greatest skills then I shallst make sure thou is handsomely paid." Either way he was going to be paid a lot for his massive work load and Seam did give him more money than was needed. Good thing he was used to getting a little persuasion to go a long way.

Topchef looked from the cake in the back, to the counter a few times, and with a calm smile Rouxls scooted the money forward- Which was quickly snatched up by the chef and quickly shifted through. Eyes lighting up in a smile as he looked at the money presented plus the promise of more to come. He looked back to the smiling duke...before snatching the list of the ball food from his still outstretched hand. "Oh Marga riba!! I just-a remembered. I can deliver the cake early to them today and they can freeze it or ...something before the wedding."

The duke smiled. "Of courseth. Thou shouldst deliver it soon. Telleth me, how long until I may escortest thou to thine castle?"

He glanced back down to the dark dollars with a smile. "It-a should not take too long."

"I shall waitest for thee right here. Make hast."

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It took around almost an hour for Mr. Topchef to deliver the cake and back and the two began their way back to Rouxls's Hop Shoppe. The closest point he could teleport to and from the Card Castle. The man spinning every so while, obviously happy to do such a honorable job for the kings and earn such rewards. The dark sky was now much darker indicating it was near nighttime, so he hurried as fast as the cone shaped man would follow him right towards the shoppe. He noticed the flap of Seam's Sheap was firmly closed and a small sign pinned to the outside of the flap read: Sorry Friends. Closed. And he chuckled as he walked past with the now tired looking chef behind him. But it didn't take too long to finally come to the Hip Shoppe, opening it and allowing the tired chef to come in. But there was no time to rest...Perhaps he should've gave warning before grabbing the chef's arm and teleporting in his fabulous feeling of bright light and miniture tightness. Before of course relanding back down with a thump to his feet and letting go of the man behind him.

The poor man gave a few spins of dizziness. Not at all used to any kind of teleporting magic. Before falling flat onto his back inside the Duke's office, that didn't look like it had been touched by Jevil's magic at all. He guessed Jevil really was respecting his boundaries or he left it alone because it was already cleaned.

"....M-M-Mama...amiga....W-Warn a humble m-man-a next time."

"*ahem* Mine apologies." He leaned over the groaning darkner and smiled. "Wouldst thou be-est able to start first thing in the morning?" Topchef merely nodded and Rouxls smiled. "Oh good. I shallst escort thee to one of thine guest room before I inform mine kings. He leaned down and grabbed onto the man's arm and pulled the cone man to his feet with a grunt. Topchef grabbing onto his hat to keep it from falling off as he was stood up by the duke. With a smile, Rouxls began marching him towards the door and reached for the doorknob. Once he grabbed it the blue man paused and gave Top chef a dead serious look. "The castle tis currently under....Erm. Severe cleaning renovations. I highly suggest thou stays within mine reach."

The man was clearly confused by the whole thing but Rouxls took a deep breath, and threw open the door- Just as a giant literally dust bunny about the size and wideth of Seam if he was on all fours came waddling by and Topchef gave a loud squeal of fright before hiding behind the Duke as Rouxls lazily watched it past. Despite it being made of literal dust no dirt was left behind by it. He guessed Jevil's magic must make it all stick to them. The giant rabbit waddled past...Still having dust fly into it's body, and rouxls began pulling the frightened man along behind him. As they walked, he took notice that most of the brooms and feathered dusters were now gone as well as most of the mops and scrub brushes that had been scrubbing the floors and walls with soapy water. Now all that remained in the halls was the occasional rag washing the giant windows or polishing any of the suits of armor or random table in the halls. And the occasional giant dust bunny. Topchef jumped behind Rouxls whenever he even heard one coming and was now practically glued to the blue man's back as he continued to walk past the spooked or annoyed looking guards and other castle staff. He passed one giant bunny who was standing in the middle of a separate hallyway and stood completely still as lots of black soot from a few fireplaces were flying into his body. He rose a white brow, quite impressed at that. Jevil was really getting everywhere wasn't he....Wasn't this very tiring for him?

He almost stopped walking at the thought. He never had that thought until now. Did Jevil's magic actually tire him out? It was clear the Kaard mix had an impressive amount of power behind that small frame, and thanks to Seam he knew that his feelings held a tremendous amount of control over those powers. But by the looks of it, he never seemed to run out of energy. All bouncy and full of life even when he was upset....So was something as big as this really gonna put any sort of strain on him? He admitted his copy spell needed a lot of concentration and power-

"DUKE!! DUKE!! MR. KAARD!!" He stopped and gave a hum over his shoulder just as a very scared looking Rudinn was slithering as fast as they could towards him, making him raise a brow. As she didn't stop until she crashed into his leg and she looked up to him hororfied. "G-G-GIANT RABBIT!! C-C-COURTYARD!! S-SCARY!! MAKE IT STOP!!!" Was all she could get out before burrying her face into his pants leg.

Topchef gave an equally terrorfied look and Rouxls sighed, they were getting spooked of a nonliving rabbit made of nothing but dirt and magic. ..But he guessed he would've been scared too if he wasn't so used to Jevil's chaos right now....But then again- He blinked and looked around. Nothing was moving around by magic anymore, everything looked cleaned, covered in shiny pink and red hearts, but otherwise peaceful. ...Where was the giant rabbits and moving objects?? With a curious hum he turned his gaze to the spooked Rudinn clutching his leg and reached down to pat her head.

"I shallest go see what has happened. *sigh* Please escorteth Mr. Topchef here to one of thine guest rooms."

She and Topchef were quick to agree to get away from the apparently crazy thing that was happening now, as she grabbed the cone man's hand and began to lead him away quickly. Rouxls sighed and wondered what exactly it was THIS time, as his legs turned him and he began heading back to the front of the castle to check up on this mysterious new problem. As he passed, he noticed there was still no magical objects or bunnies, which seemed strange. Perhaps Jevil had finished up already...But where were all the red hallway rugs? His mitchmatched eyes looked up and he flinched...before jumping just in time to avoid a long red carprt unrolling under him and his head was really quick to watch as it rolled out all the way until it reached the very end of the hallway. And the connecting hallway having another giant red carpet unfurling as he blinked at the quick rolling blur. He blinked as he turned back up the current hallway just in time for another red blur to roll past....Jevil must've been putting them all back as the floors were finished, but where was the smaller menace. He continued on his way to the front and he noticed a few more red blurs rolling here and there...along with more stunned and shook looking darkners. Oh it couldn't have been that bad? He was sure he's seen the worst of Jevil with being attacked by flying heart attacks. But when he turned the corner he paused.

"Your majesties?"

The kings didn't even react as they along with almost thirty or so staff members were blankly staring out a few gigantic windows at seemingly the ground. Lancer wasn't anywhere among them so he guessed he must've already been put to sleep. With a determined face he carefully stepped over and around the smaller rudinns and hathys until he stood in front of the glass windows. Grumbling and looking down...and absolutely froze at what he saw.

THERE. WAS. A. GIANT. RABBIT IN THE COURTYARD!!!

And above them was a tiny purple floating menace, sitting in what looked like in a cross-legged position and was doing nothing but staring at the absolutely massive dust bunny as it just sat as frozen as a statue while the long red rugs were slowly flowing out it sideways like on a conveyor belt and LOTS of brooms were smacking the floating rugs from all sides and places as they passed, causing a steading stream of dirt and particals to float down onto the giant rabbit. Compared to the kings, the thing was massive. If the three next to him plus their wives were standing next to each other they would be the closest thing to matching that creatures size. Once one rug was done, it would dart back into the castle through the giant door entrance or one of the many giant windows opened for them. Looking a much more clean and vibrant red than before. His mouth fell completely open, eyes practically buldging out like googly eyes and not believing the sight before him. Like it was a dream and he would wake up at any moment....HOW LONG HAD HE BEEN AT THIS?! He quickly turned around and began making his way past all the scrunched together darkners.

"M-MOVETH!! OUT OF MINE WAY, PLEASE!!"

Unknownst to him as he was rushing away to get himself down there, the last rug had already made itself through the mysterious cleaning process and was quickly whisked away with the brooms beating it back into the castle. Jevil gave out a loud yawn, stretching his back out in mid air before his fangs snapped closed with an actual mousetrap noise. Oh boy. It had been a long day and his other two selves were still busy as bees in other parts of the castle, sure it was straining but not as straining with the strong feeling of love burning in his core. The thought made him smile as with another movement with his arms, the rabbit slowly began to make it's way over from the castle, but the smile on his face remained. He hadn't felt this powerful since he and Seam....Well, that was a long time ago. Sure the spark between them was still there but with what happened-...Well no one can change the past, he was really free now and had a different sight in his eyes. He sighed and stared off dreamily at just the thought of those cute eyes staring at him surprised by his magic, bright white lashes fluttering. The giggles he would give when he did make him smile that beautiful smile. Beautiful sparkling hair framing his face- ...He chuckled. And the pouts he'd make when he became frustrated, his cheeks puffed out. It was so cute. He could hear him now-

"JEVIL!!"

Wow that memory was really loud-

"JEVIL!! LOOK AT ME YOU WORM!!" He blinked and looked down...and was greeted with the sight of a very angry looking worm monster. The blue man pointed a finger down to his feet while looking at him. "Gettest down here this instant and explain thineself!!"

Oh be still his beating soul!! He giggled with glee and casually floated down still cross-legged as calm as ever. The duke watching him with those eyes and he wouldn't have had it any other way, once he got low enough to stay eye level, he fluttered his eyes at him. "Why hello, hello.~ And what may I do, do for you?~" The duke blinked and leaned sideways to gaze at the giant mound of walking dirt crawl into the tree line just beyond the castle where it finally stopped, seemingly waiting for it's master's command. Speaking of Jevil. "Oh. Excuse me for a moment." His head turned, looked at the giant thing for a moment, before reaching up his hand and snapping his fingers. Within seconds the thing dissolved into nothing but a giant pile of dirt between the trees. Completely looking the shape of any cute bunnies. Jevil hummed in satisfaction before turning back to him. "Now, what were you saying, saying?"

Rouxls blinked at the girt mound for a moment, afraid it might come back to life any second, before clearing his throat and looking the purple loon in the eyes. "Thou art frightening and making trouble for mine staff and everyone else. Thou art to cease thine cooky ways of cleaning immediately!"

Jevil didn't even argue to his surprise and just nodded in agreement. "Oh certainly. Im already finished with the whole castle, castle. Most of the dust, dust came from those very disgusting dungeons, dungeons. You know. You should really consider a cleaning crew, cleaning crew for those places, places."

Rouxls.....blinked. He was already done?! One Day!! And he was already done cleaning and straightening up the entire castle in ONE DAY?! As is sensing Rouxls's thoughts he chuckled ad nodded yes at his bewildered face...Rouxls finally found his voice and cleared his throat again. "Well. That tis...v-very splendid of thou, b-but where is-"

"Lancer? I put him to bed, bed hours ago. Young man was tuckered out from chasing my little, little spells around."

"....I waseth going to ask about thine other halves." He rose a brow annoyed at being interrupted, but at least he knew where Lancer was. But he had noticed that this Jevil wasn't see through, which must've meant his full form must've been behind the cleaning part, but where were the other two.

Jevil waved a hand like it was nothing. "One me Is almost done with, with the cheesy invintations. The other, other shall have all the paperwork and scheduling you require for the appropriate staff on your desk by tomorrow morning. Don't worry, don't worry." His tail wagged and he put his head in his hands. "Did you find the man, man I told you about?"

"Uh..Y-Yes. He's spending thine night in thine castle and awaiting work in thine morning."

"Splendid, splendid." Jevil clapped his hands a few times before pointing a finger upwards. "You should go home, home for now. I shall see to it you have everything, everything you need in the morning."

Rouxls went to protest but with another quick snap of his fingers, Jevil disappeared in a flash of smoke and confetti. Rouxls sputtered and coughed from the smoke, waving his hand to bat away the colorful miniture paper and growled. OH! That Jevil was going to be a real pain in the neck. He could tell.

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He couldn't bring himself to take the long journey back home in the middle of the night. So the duke took up residence in one of the guests rooms. The sleep was less than plentiful was it was relaxing enough to where he woke up semi late in the morning and was still able to make himself look presentable. His first task was too see to Lancer,...but the child was one step ahead of him and came tugging him to the kitchen so his father could make him breakfast since it was already so crowded. He asked him what he meant, and Lancer just replied:

"Uncle Jevil got done in the middle of the night. So he said he decided to help Mr. Conehead guy out with the cooking, but I can't get anything. They're moving too fast."

Rouxls was very confused on what the child meant but when the sweet aromas of warm pies and roasts hit his senses, it was like a punch to the gut. So imagine his surprise when the leaned down form of the duke was dragged around the corner by the King holding his hand and straight towards the kitchen doors and the sweet smells. His empty stomach did a jig without him ordering it. He looked to Lancer in question when they stopped in front of them but he just pushed open one of the giant doors inside....And Rouxls blinked. The ENTIRE kitchen staff was there. FLipping dishes and making noise with pots and pans out the wazoo, and in the middle of all the chaos was..You guess it. Was the small purple menace himself...And Topchef. The two were were smiling and chatting away looking at a piece of paper Rouxls recognized instantly as the list of foods he had given to the spinning man yesterday. Lancer tried to take a step in but a Rudinn Ranger chef slid past immediately carrying an armful of trays, not even noticing he had almost ran over her small king. Luckily he had jumped back just in time and clutched onto Rouxls's leg for dear life. The Blue man flinched at the sudden almost attack on his son and immediately reached down to pat his head in a ssurance.

The spade pup looked up to him with a sad face. "See? No one knows Im hungry!" He shouted. "And all the pots and pan are too noisy!! I'M HUNGRY, LESSER DAD!!"

That last line made the duke narrow his eyes and look back to the kitchen seen from hell in front of him. OH LIGHT NO!! He couldn't remember the amount of times Lancer had waddled up to him asking him to get food because the King forgot to have someone bring Lancer his dinner or the kitchen was closed off to the once prince for the day. The sound of his little stomach growling and his little paws reaching up towards him. Sometimes sniffling- Those eyes narrowed. If there was one thing he hated more was a child as young as him asking for food when he should've gotten it in the first place!! ...Which is why he didn't think at first when he told Lancer to stay where he was. When he marched into that kitchen. When he literally pushed a hathy trying to drag a giant bag of flour out of his way. When he grabbed that lunatic by the back of that silly outfit he wore. When he literally turned him around to face the duke's rage.

"HOW DAREST THOU!?" His other hand poked the startled Jevil in the chest. "HOW DARETH THOU LET A CHILD GO HUNGRY!?" Everything in the kitchen stopped and everyone turned to the shouting duke." CAN'T YOU SEE HE NEEDS NUTRITION?! WHAT COULDST BEST SO IMPORTANT TO YOU THAT YOU ALLOW HIM TO GO HUNGRY LIKE THIS?!" His eyes looked up to the surrounding staff. His anger raising. How dare NONE of these people realize he was hungry?! He's their king! He was only a baby!! And he had almost gotten run over for wanting just some simple breakfast!! The thought made his slime boil. "YOU!!" He pointed at a random Rudinn who flinched hard at the Duke turning his rage towards him. "STOP WHAT THOU'RE DOING THIS INSTANT AND GET YOUR KING SOMETHING TO EAT NOW!!"

The rudinn immediately dropped the empty metal bowl, which made a metallic clanging sound once it hit the floor, and saluted. Slithering to the back towards where the fridge was usually kept, pushing past everyone. The duke's blue eyes watching with lingering wrath, lungs heaving slightly-...He didn't even notice the stunned silence of the jester being held so close to those burning flames of hatred being directed to everyone around him in that kitchen, he didn't even notice the small man until his clawed hands shakily came up to wrap around the hand that still gripped his front. The two made eye contact and....the rage in his eyes were blinked away once he saw his. Giant round yellow pupils. Widened in shock. Purple ears bent back and a small unsure frown in his eyes..It almost looked like Jevil was..scared of him.

That thought immediately made Rouxls's soul give a giant leap in his chest of guilt and the realization of what had just happened hit him hard. Jevil reached a hand out for Rouxls's face but the duke dropped him, Jevil landed on the small table he was hovering over with a small thud, Rouxl's had just dropped him as if he was fire and had burnt him. His Jester hat wa pushed back from his eyes and the jester was giving him a worried look. Gazing at where his chest was, the guilt and anxiety his mate was feeling were intense and he was-

"Thank you, Mr. Snake person." Both jumped at hearing Lancer's innocent voice and found him happily munching on what looked like a sandwhich. His face now a happy one as he looked up at the same Rudinn as before who was bowing to him still slightly shooken from before looking at his Lesser Dad chewing. "It'z mweaaly good." He mumbled with a full mouth. He hadn't even noticed the situation and was happily looking up at his father as usual, but soon his head tilted when he noticed the frown on his face. "Arf yom ok?"

Rouxls didn't even scold him for eating with a full mouth, the duke quickly took a few strides, lifting the boy into his arms as he passed, and went straight out the door. Not looking back as he walked straight off and ignoring any noises or people behind him-

Those feelings didn't go away. Not when he dropped Lancer off to his tutor for a few hours. Not when he forced a smile and told him to behave himself and promised he'd come get him in a few hours. And definitely not when he quickly made his way to the safety of his office. Ignoring the swirling pink and red, Heart and soul pounding like a soulattack was getting to him.His mind swirled with the emotions of what just happened and only one thought resurfaced from the bottom pit of his mind-

You're gonna lose them. You're gonna lose them just like you lost her.

He breathed and tried to calm himself down from the rush, but it wasn't working whenever Jevil's face flashed before him. His office wasn't any better. Once he got in he saw a sack laying beside it and upon further expection found a bunch of red envelopes with different names and addresses on them and each with a pink soul....Goodness there was a bunch, did Jevil spend all night doing there? Another pang of guilt came up in him and he almost choked on how much sadness and guilt rang out from that stupid soul of his. Guilt and regret that all the hard work he just did FOR HIM no less was gonna go down the drain or he was gonna make himself feel absolutely not wanted. He gave a yelp and clutched at his chest when a giant thump gave way. It didn't hurt but boy was it surprising....W-Well...there wasn't anything he could do about it now. Rouxls sighed and grabbed the bag. Dragging it to the door, he opened it and looked at the first guard he could see....A small rudinn who was holding a spear in one hand and sighed dreamily, reading a small heart card in the other-

He hissed again when his soul thumped hard against his chest and growled, getting the guard's attention. "Y-Y-You there-" He pointed to the guard and brought the bag around to place at his feet. "G-Get all the castle messagers and gettest these sent out at once!...P-Please."

The guard stuffed the heart card immediately into his pocket and saluted. He watched with sad eyes as the man grabbed the bag and began dragging it off immediately. He watched until he could no longer see the rudinn anymore, he suddenly felt so tired. So when he closed the door, he laid his whole body against it to close it....A silence rang out in the office as the duke of puzzles leaned against the door staring at nothing.....His blue body someone wrenched itself from the doorway, he felt light headed. And his feet heavy like cement was weighing him down as he dragged his feet to the desk, his body came to flop down in that chair of his and those glazed over eyes stared at nothing. He couldn't see anything. The white papers of todays reports and paperwork stared up at him, but those eyes couldn't make out the words on display for him to see. Soon a raindrop stained the white paper underneath him. Followed by another. And another. And another until his eyes became the storm clouds and his tears the rain. And the papers his unsuspecting victims.

And the once proud man that was the duke sobbed. He sobbed and he sobbed hard over the desk of papers, leaning until those storm cloud eyes were closed and his forehead touching the table. His body wracked with guilt, and loss, and regret, and-..and sadness all of which he felt colliding and which a force stronger than he ever felt before. Hands came to grip that pearly white pretty hair and he continued to sob and tug at it.

His soul thumping harder and harder in his chest. Until it...Until he-

Called out.

He couldn't describe the feeling, but it was as if a wave of energy had suddenly started bursting with every hard thump his soul made against his rib caged. Each one earning a choke from him and another sob after it. WHAT IN LIGHT WAS HAPPENING!? Was he having a soul attack!? ...No, no. He couldn't be. He wasn't THAT old. He was no where near a thousand and was considered to still be a very young monster where he was from. But he couldn't less at that moment. If this was it for him then so be it. He kept going crying harder and harder as those feelings kept hitting in a loop round and round until the door suddenly flew open. He didn't even look up at the probably scared rudinn or hathy. He just wanted to be left alone with those thought and not be bothered right now. He made enough of a big mess.

So imagine his surprise when clawed purple hands grabbed at his own gripping his hair and pried them off with the strength he didn't have and threw them to the sides. He then felt his body forced up from the desk but he still didn't look up as he felt someone press his cloud eyed face to them in a hug and tried to lessen his chokes and sobs in a hug. This wasn't what he wanted exactly but the pulsating and thumping hard of his soul didn't stop. In fact it only got worse to the point it was almost starting to hurt, his hands grabbing on to whoever was holding onto him as he continued to sob into their chest. A clawed hand patted his head and assured him in a worried voice that everything was gonna be ok and not to worry, but his muddled mind and soul wouldn't let him off the hook as it continued it's assult of calling. And whoever it was calling wasn't answering.

Making the one holding him curse before gripping him tighter.

"HOLD ON!! HOLD ON!! IM TAKING YOU TO SEAM RIGHT NOW, NOW!!"

He didn't answer when suddenly there was a feeling of tightness in his chest and his whole body finally gave in and went limp in the darkness. His whole body feeling light as a cloud except for the rapid calling and thumping of his soul from his chest. He didn't know where he was as his mind went fuzzy and body numb like a ragdoll.

"SEAM!! SEAM, HELP ME!!"

Was he being dragged? Everything seemed to smell musty and a familiar feeling of cotton scented softed suddenly came over his form.

"Jevil....What happened?"

His sould gave a few more hard thumps before finally slowing. The tightness in his chest finally starting to disappear...and more feeling came back to his numb body.

"DON'T TELL, DON'T TELL ME YOU CAN'T FEEL IT SEAM!! HIS SOUL WAS CALLING TO US!! DISTRESS, DISTRESS HARDER THAN I HAVE SEEN, SEEN!! IT WOULD NOT LET, LET UP UNLESS BOTH PRESENT FOR THE OTHER HALF!!"

"..." Someone hummed. "...Yes. I can feel the past effects from it."

"Will he..Will he be alright."

A long moment of silence before he felt himself being shifted and taken somewhere within the darkness.

"Yes. But he'll need plenty of rest, and we need to be right next to him. His soul wants that, but for now let him sleep."

His body was happy to give in to the request as he slowly drifted off to a well deserved sleep.