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tparker48 · 1 year ago

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(Contains light M/F)

Outside the gates of Tartarus, a vehicle arrived at the entry point, Suneater stepping form the car of one of the officers on duty. Fatgum said he needed help with an interrogation of one of the villains he managed to capture. The Minimizer, he called himself. His quirk held the ability to shrink anything he saw fit by a single touch. The more he read the report he filed, a gloomy cloud rose above him. How in the world did he catch him with a power like that?

"Fatgum is waiting for you inside the prison, sir" an officer interrupted ushering to the path ahead.

Always the first to head in, just like him. "Thank you.." he pulled his hood over his head, making his way past the mecha guards standing post at the gate.

He tugged at his cape as the panels hissed, wind escaping into the air as they opened to another set of mechas guards behind it. He met their cold stairs, standing at the central panel ahead of them before the floor raised ahead. He counted the seconds as the he looked to the outside glass, pressure building in his ears as the fish swam passed. this place would be a good place for solitude, if it weren't for the swarm of villains contained inside. reaching the ground floor, he walked through the cemented hallways, past the thin doors of the prison cells to Thick doors blocking the path. It was there, he saw the yellow jumpsuit of his instructor. Fatgum

"Hey, Tamaki!" he waved to him, "glad you could make it."

"I wouldn't it's a pleasant one, sir." he shrunk beneath his hoodie.

"I know, I wish we met up on better times too. Through here." he pressed his palm at a panel, before the thick doors opened. Officers were already inside, guns aimed at the plastic splitting the room as a man wrapped in an Asylum Jacket, smirked on the other side.

his eyes darted to the door. "Well well, didn't know the clowns did visiting hours for us. Gonna blow me a balloon, tubby?" he turned his gaze toward Suneater, the small hero ducking beneath his hoodie. "Who's the clam shell?"

"My partner." he stepped forward. "You know what we came for, Minimizer, what did you do with the hostage you had?"

"Ah that woman, she had a lot of fire in her eyes. Even gave me a scar" he tilted his neck, a streak of burnt skin rising to his right side. "But even candles can be snuffed out if you "shrink" their stem."

one of the officers gripped their fist, stepping from the others toward the smug villain in the cell. "You loathsome-!" A palm from Fatgum touched his chest, ushering him back.

"Don't let him get in your head." He said, his eyes never leaving the strapped villain.

"No no, please, let him come a little closer." Minimizer said.

Suneater eyed his instructor, looking to the surrounding officers before tugging his mask down. This environment is too much stress for him. He could be at home, eating a snack while watching herotube. He yearned they'd find the hostage soon, wherever she may be.

"Where did you take the hostage?" Fatgum asked again,his tone less welcoming than what he had outside.

The villain chuckled, dancing in his restraints. "Oh it's embarrassing just to tell you. It's all a blur really, she caused such a fuss I just had to put her in her place. Hmm.. where was that again?…" He shook around, humming to himself as he looked to the ceiling. a bulge pushed out below him, the lining of his belled cock shaping the fabric. an aggressive whimper pieced the hollow room. "Oh that's right, there." he grinned at the barreled hero."

Fatgum's gloves squeaked together. "Release her, now."

"You'll have to try harder than just barking demands. But you hero Types don't have the.." he shivered, his cock throbbing into the jacket. "mmm..drive to get the job done."

Suneater watched silently at his instructor, shifting toward the villain that stared back at him. it just had to be more difficult. hiding the hostage inside him? how were they supposed to retrieve her without hurting the villain.

Fatgum sighed, turning to the other officers. "Do we have the green light?"

"It just came in now." one of them said.

"Good, do you mind giving us the room for a moment?" The officers nodded, exiting into the hallway. Fatgum moved toward the side of the room where a tray rested, pulled the lid to a sizzling steak underneath..

He wheeled it closer between the three of them, and the villain bellowed. "What is this? A dinner party? That's how you're gonna bribe me?"

The hero cocked a smile. "Oh this dish isn't meant for you" he stuck the fork into the meat, hovering it to Suneater. "It's for my pal here."

Suneater blinked. "M..Me?"

"It's time we discuss your role in this bud, you're going to help with this interrogation. This steak is specially modified for this situation, gened by Mt. Lady herself." he handed the plate to him, his face still filled with confusion.

He shook his head. "Not like I have a choice." he took the fork from Fatgum, lifting the steak to his mouth as grease spilled onto the plate below.

He bit at the fat along its edge, salty fluid filling his mouth as a spark ran through his body, stretching to his limbs like lightning. He looked toward his instructor, who nodded in approval. He didn't know how feeding him would save the hostage, but he was too far in to stop now. He took another bite, and his limbs bega to bulge, stretching along the corner of the room.

His head bumped against the ceiling of the cell, his arms forced to bend. "Sir? I don't know what's happening."

"You're doing great, suneater." Fatgum said, unlocking the villain’s as he wheeled him between himself and Suneater. "You're going to get the information out of this villain"

Minimizer looked to the towering hero, watching him shrivel beneath his mask. "Him? Aha! You're going to send a brat to deal with me? What's that pipsqueak going to do? eat me?"

"That's exactly what he's going to do."

"What?!" Suneater and the villain shouted.

"You forced a civilian to endure your body. If you don't want to cough them up, then perhaps a taste of your own medicine will motivate you." he turned toward the giant hero. "Suneater."

The hero was hesitant, extending an arm toward the strapped villain. He hoisted to the air, his reflection shining through his mask. Was he really about to do this? Eat a villain and have him wriggle inside his body. He watched the villain flail in his hold, thrashing like a worm on a hook.

"You even think about eating me brat and I'll give you indigestion!" Maximizer said.

"Don't listen to him bud. Think of the civilian, and the danger she's in."

Suneater paused, looking at the villain as his fiery gaze stared back. Fatgum was right, a civilian was counting on them for rescue. He couldn't let them down, he couldn't let Fatgum down. He took off his mask, hovering Minimizer overhead. He licked at his back, and shriveled as his cologne eradicated his taste buds. He could have at least had a decent taste, he thought, scraping his tongue from his head to the tip of his boots.

the villain swung his weight around, knocking his head against his tongue. "Hey! I'm not seafood you damn brat!". Suneater glared at him as he thrashed, their body jerking from one finger to another.

“And you’re no sweet tart, but the sooner you calm down the better-” the fold of the jacket rppined off, sending Minimizer face first into the bed sized flesh of Suneater’s tongue. Suneater gagged at the sudden intrusion, mustache hair glossing along his tongue like a paint brush.

A different taste soon welcomed his taste buds, sour taste as the villain rolled around before sweetening. He didn't know if it was his mind losing it, or if it was the steak that he ate. He wanted to pull the villain out, tugging at the end of his jacket. but his tongue moved in the opposite direction, the asylum jacket slipping from his fingers and behind his now closed lips.

The wriggling of the villain was alien to him, saliva filling the chamber as the villain’s body floated from his tongue. The villain's complaints met his ears, sloshed from one corner of his cheek to the other before the tongue wrestled him to the middle. It was as if his mouth had a mind of its own, manhandling him before it threw him to the ceiling of his mouth and tossed his eager gullet..

Before he knew it, his throat muscles flexed upon the stationary villain, a faint bulge sliding down his neck, as their scowled softened into his collar bone. He snapped out of his trance, looking down to Fatgum who’s starry gaze looked to the center of shirt. a kick struck at his abdomen, suneater lifting his shirt to little imprints dancing at his slender stomach.

"What kind of hero eats someone?!" the villain cried out, punching weakly at the abdominal wall. "Security! Security!"

"Security won't be able to help you in there" Fatgum approached. "Not until you comply and release the civilian."

The villain shouted in a rage, twisted against Suneater's stomach. Softened features of his body pushed at the surface of his stomach, stretching like a goo monster as his skin pulled them beneath the skin.

"Sir, all this struggling is giving me an upset stomach" he wheezed, his gut tightening as fluid raced to his throat. "I think i'm going to hurl."

"Don't do that with me in here!" the villain squealed, pounding to the outside world. "Get me out of here!"

"You know the deal, Minimizer.." Fatgum said smugly, crossing his arms..

grunts and groans overcame the stomach, indents appearing from wall to wall as palms printed from its surface. After a moment of struggling, the villain gave his answers. "Fine, just..get me out of here!"

Fatgumgum nodded, giving the signal to suneater who still clutched at his stomach. he took a step back as he adjusted to his knees, heaving at his stomach as salty fluid blowing climbed into his mouth. A wriggling bulge traveled up his neck, his cheeks filling as muffled grunts returned. He spat the contents to the floor, the villain riding its tide to the far wall.

He flicked chunks of meat from his mustache. "You loathesome..insignificant-!"

"Enough games, Minimizer. Cough up the civilian, or we can put you back in."

He gritted teeth at the demand, but smiled as he stood up. "No you think I’m goingto just give up my prize, fatso, I don’t think so." he watched as the heroes gritted their teeth, his smile growing wider.

"Why I otta-" fatgum raist the sleeves of his suit, the villain hopping before he flexed his waist, and a whimper escaped.

“Ah ah ah, anymore movement and I’ll shrink this woman to molecule size. Just think of how long it will take for you saps to search for her through my seed. That wouldn’t be good now would it?” he said, watching Fatgum lower his fist. “ Typical heroes, always one step too slow to save the day. Now why don’t you tell your officers to ready a car for me, and don’t even think about playing hero-” a crimson glow came from beneath the leather, smoke simmering to the air.

"Sir?" suneater asked.

"I see it, and I think it's gonna blow."

it grew brighter, the fabric deteriorating into embers as flames arose, erupting in an inferno. Suneater raised his palm toward Fatgum, transforming it into a clam as he shielded him from its blast. He could hear the villain scowl among the fiery torrent, his eyes bulging as it spewed out from his waist. But it flickers as creamy fluid spilled onto the floor like lava,a thicker wad splashing to the ground before him.

It grew limbs, rising from the wad like a spawn as a woman stood up. "Can't believe I have to go through the likes of that. So filthy, I can hardly breath in there." she flicked her hair to the said, squeezing the ends as her palms heated them. She looked to the ceiling to the heroes looking back, cocking her brow. "Oh good, I was wondering when you were going to show up."

"You lousy tramp!" Minimizer yelled weakly, a burnt hole in his jacket exposing his thighs, and the now charcoaled cock as it flexed weakly. "You burnt me!"

"You're lucky that’s all I did for you what you put me through." she scorned, looking back to Fatgum. "Listen, I’m tired, damp, and would really like to enjoy a shower. So let's wrap up shall we."

"Uh, yeah of course. But first, we have to get one more thing for you. Miniimizer, return this civilian back to normal."

"Like hell I would do that! Especially after you threw me into that brat's stomach."

Suneater soaked, hiding beneath his hoodie. "It wasn't exactly ideal, you gave us no choice."

"I'd destroy all of you right now, especially you, tramp!"

Sparks flickered from her palm. "Tramp? let me tell you something mister." she approached. "I've been cooped up in your balls since we got here, put up with your senseless banters of conquering half the district." she scorched the bottom of the jacket, burning his legs free as she climbed to his crotch as he pinched at his cock. "So unless you don't want your cock barbecued, you'll give me my size back."

Fatgum tugged at his jumpsuit. "How'd he manage to get her like this?"

"He got the jump on me when I was shopping," she replied. " So what'll it be, chuckles?"

"f..fine."

She scoffed through her nose, her palm leaving a print along the bulbed head. She stepped away from the villain, he snapped his fingers as returned to size, the heat from her body overtaking the two heroes.

she stretched her limbs, tugging at her tank top. "Ah, that's much better. With that out of the way, I'll leave clean to you two" she moved past the two of them, opening the door to officers peeking in.

"I don't think so.." Minimizer said, his other arm slipping from the sleeve. "You think you can just walk away after this? You're dead wrong!" He lunged for the civilian, his speed catching the officers off guard.

The civilian raised a glowing palm, before Fatgum stepped in between, his arm spread out and his body exposed. The villain impacted against him, and was swallowed up, his punches absorbed into his muscle.

"You won't get that chance this time." he replied, hugging the villain into submission. Curling into his knees, he launched the villain back to his cell, cracking the cemented wall before they fell to the ground. The officers advanced, arresting the villain once more. "Let that be a lesson to you."

looks the investigation is over, Suneater thought to himself. He watched as another officer approached with another jacket, before Fatgum approached.

"Nice job as always, little bud. I knew I could count on ya." he raised a fist to him.

Suneater sighed, placing his fist against his. "Thank you sir. but now I have one more question that needs to be solved."

"What's that?"

"Can I go home?"

#shrink #cock vore #oral vore

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rhythm-catsandwine · 29 days ago

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Home, Stars and Selling Art.

Part of Art and Bass Strings

"You’re home." Adam hummed and rolled over to bury his face in Justin’s chest. He retreated, nearly sending himself off the edge of the bed. "You smell like a tour bus."

"Wot does a tour bus smell like?” He shivered from the chill still clinging to him from the snowy air outside.

“BO, cheap beer and stale farts. Go take a shower”

“Mmm, tired.” Justin rolled to lay prone, face in the pillow and arm dangling off the bed.“I’ll wait till morning.”

“I love you, But please, take a shower.” He pinched his nose with his fingers.” you reek.”

The bed shook as Justin pulled himself out of soft warmth. ” Join me, then?”

“Deal.”

Once the fake rain poured down on them Adam hummed when Justin traced his cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs. “You look exhausted, n boneyer than I member.”

“I get caught up with work and forget to eat all day. Then by the time i get home, I'm too tired to do anything.”

“Wot if we went to that place Dan told us bout. With the good barbeque sauce, we both like? Tomorrow? I have enough money from our last gig for it and my half of the rent.”

“It’s a date!” Adam looked the other over, admiring the thin frame, paired with blue eyes and brown hair. “You okay? I can count your ribs again.”

Water-soaked curls swayed back and forth. “No.”

“What did they do?” He hissed. He was slow to anger except when someone messed with Justin.

“We traded bunks one night, n they were drunk. someone brought a girl back to the bus. Don't member who. Then- “ Justin looked like if he spoke another word, that he would break.

Adams's brilliant mind pieced everything together. “So they kicked you off the bus, just to fuck some random girl?”

“They wos drunk.”

“Justin! It's winter! You could have gotten hypothermia! Like it matters if they were drunk.” Adam spoke with an uncharacteristic venom, hot from anger. He only got truly angry when someone messed with someone he loved. Justin was the love of his life

“I play bass. We're not always considered valuable, in a band that is.”

“My sweet sweet honey. Those twat waffles are bullies. I'm already worried about you when you leave on tour. Maybe you should quit.”

“We won't make rent.” they sat on the fire escape face to face, moonlight glowing around them “I dunno wot to do.” Justin had quit the band, The month after they were struggling to make ends meet.

“I could sell my comics. Some are worth some money. And the vinyls.”

“I could sell my bass.”

“No. You’ll find another band or start one. I believe in you.”

“Why don't you believe in yourself.”

“I could see you making it big one day. You’d be rich. We’d have a farm, with dogs and a pond to fish in.”

“You mean we’d be rich.”

“I’ll never amount to anything. You’re talented, creative, sweet as honey, smarter than you think, like way smarter, and you’re fucking hotf! Like the most beautiful human on the planet. No, the universe.”

“Ads! You always know how to talk me up. But not yourself. You pull yourself down. You're more talented than me, and the smartest person I know. It’s like you think yourself worthless.”

“What if I do?” he said softly.

“You aren’t” Justin had moved across and cupped the other's face. “You’re adorably beautiful and I believe in you. But I need you to believe in yourself.” He pressed their foreheads together. “You're my rock.”

“And you’re the glue that holds me together.”

“So you’ll believe in yer self or at least try to.”

“Yeah.”

“Luv you.”

“God, I love you so much.”

“Luv you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

“Let's not get into that argument again.” He kissed the other on the lips then trailed down his jaw and neck. Chills ran down their spines. But it was not because of the breeze that flowed through their hair. Justin pulled away and tucked a thin dark braid behind Adam’s ear. The moonlight highlighted his sculpted face. “ You’re adorably beautiful.”

“Like, what does that mean? “

“I dunno, really. But I do know I want to take you to bed.”

Adam laughed lightly and brightened brighter than the shiniest star in the sky. “Yeah.”

“Anyone ever told you that you have cute teeth? It’s like you’re a little vampire.”

“Uhhh, my last girlfriend did. We broke up a couple of months before I met you, cus I wanted kids and she didn’t.”

Just a little later that night they made love, letting loose at the same time.

“You’re my sex god.”

“Am not.” Justin let the other curl around him.

“Yes, you are. The only thing I love more than fucking you is when you fuck me. It’s always like, the best sex ever.”

“Alright.” Justin kissed the other's rough hands. “Ads. You really should sell your art. You would totally make money off it. Brilliant your art is.” He knew the other was moldable after they made love. He could reach the softness that was hidden behind a thin stoic shell. “Try for me luv. Will you?”

"Yeah. Then maybe we could make rent."

Notes: Yes, the art did sell, and they totally made rent.

#art and bass strings #rowen writes #rpf #tool band rpf #Adam Jones/ Justin Chancellor

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kingofthe-egirls · 2 years ago

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FOX TALES: POLYAMORY (SANJI x oc, LUFFY x oc)

fox tales

(cw: kiss, food, hunger, jealousy, polyamory. Tense but not an unhappy ending)

Lmk what you guys think 😳

SANJI x Kit, my kitsune portal-portal fruit oc

- kit loves food

- It was her main obstacle in her portal home, the biggest lesson she had to learn about becoming mortal

- So when she finds out sanji cooks for them, all the time, she’s smitten

- Luffy notices, and doesn’t know how to feel about it

“Sanji,” you croon, resting your chin in your hand as you lay across the counter from your chair. You swish your tails back and forth. “What’s for dinner?”

Sanji grins, and twirls around to hand you a plate of black and white cookies. You take a bite, and revel in the delicious crisp. “Mmm,” you sigh through your nose.

“After snacks,” Sanji says, turning back to stir rice on the stove, “We’re having fried rice.”

“Shrimp this time?” You ask, crunching on your third cookie.

“If you insist, mon cherie,” he croons back at you. He waltzes over to the freezer, and pulls out a packet of shrimp. Light blue and translucent, you lick your lips. You’d eat them raw, if you could.

Sanji must have seen your hunger-lust, and chuckled. “You can’t eat them raw, Kit. They’ll make you sick.”

“Hmph,” you slump back into your hand. You take a bite of your fourth cookie. “I’d eat raw stuff all the time, if you’d let me.”

“Wild beast,” he says fondly, and you nod.

“I used to eat mice sometimes, and fish. There was a koi pond, and the first time I got hungry I just. Ate one. The bones were sharp,” you wrinkle your nose at the memory. “It wasn’t until I figured out fire that I started grilling them. I was glad to have fish so close to me. Stealing eggs got tiring.”

Sanji goes quiet.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, turned back to the stove. “You must have been hungry.”

“Mm,” you agree, “I was.” You crunch on a sixth cookie. “But I’m not hungry anymore. I’m never hungry, with you.”

Sanji looks over his shoulder, an unreadable expression on his face. His suit is angular and fitted, the line of his shoulders broad and sure. You liked to see his strength. You’ve been in a couple fights now, and he always awed you with his style. Although, you must admit, the kicks did look kind of funny.

“What’s up?” You ask, a tad bit uncomfortable at your cook’s intense expression. His eyes were dark, blue as deep water, and his mouth was set in a hard line.

“With me,” he says, hands clenched into fists, “You’ll never go hungry again.”

You pause.

The crumbs of the sixth cookie litter the counter, and you wipe your chin. “I know,” you say, “Thank you.”

Your voice had gone quiet, mirroring his sudden mood change. He nods, jaw set, and strides around the counter until he’s next to you. He takes your face in both hands, and kisses the tip of your nose. You flush, immediately. “S-Sanji!” You stutter, embarrassed.

He flushes, too, and steps back a little. His fingertips leave your face, and you reach out to keep them there. “Don’t stop,” you say, pulling him closer. His arms wind around your waist, and he kisses your nose again.

“Here,” you say, tilting your chin up to face him. He’s so much taller than you. “Kiss me here,” you whisper, and softly let your lips brush his.

He moans, melting into your frame. He’s warm, and steady. You feel the muscles of his arms through his shirt.

“Mon cherie,” he whispers against your lips. You let your tongue slip past his soft, rose petal lips. He groans, again. You shift, pulling him tighter against you. You like kissing him.

“Kit?”

You still, turning to look at the door. Luffy had just spoken, standing in the kitchen entryway. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

“Captain!” Sanji splutters, straightening up. You whine at the loss of his touch. Luffy’s face is dark.

“I thought you were mine, Kit.” He clenches his hands into fists.

“I am,” you say, standing up. Your heart flutters in your chest. How would you get him to understand? This, this need inside of you. The pulsing of not one, but two. Men.

“But I’m his, too.” You stalk toward your boyfriend-captain, like you were hunting rabbits. He is on edge, and angry. You take his face in both hands, and kiss him too. How could you make him feel the truth?

“I love you,” you say, desperation in your eyes, “But I love him, too.”

***

You don’t think Luffy liked that. He liked being captain, he liked being king. He liked being above all others; he liked being free.

Well, you liked freedom, too.

“He feeds me,” you try to say, “Please understand me,” you whisper. Luffy isn’t looking at you. “I’m a spirit,” you say, “I’m a fuckup. I’m too much and too hyper and too feral for you. I know. I know,” you whisper, bitter. “But the love I have for you is not diminished by my love for him. Or for anyone. Foxes mate for life,” you remind him, “No one could replace you.”

Luffy seems to like that. He straightens, meets your gaze. His eyes are cloudy, tears pricking at the stormy grey. You brush his hair out of his face. “Promise?” He says, voice husky and thick. You nod.

“I promise. And you can kill me if I break it.”

He starts, taken aback. “I-I don’t wanna do that! Kit,” he grabs your hands, “I won’t ever do that.”

“Good,” you say, and inch back toward Sanji. “Do you believe me?”

He studies you, studies your frame. You’re standing, hunched forward a bit. He could see that you were scared. He’d seen you like that, before. When farmers took up pitchforks.

He didn’t like scaring you.

“I—,” he starts, taking a step toward you. “I believe you, Kit. But—,” he grimaces, clenching his hands. “But I don’t want you in his bed. Only mine. Understand?”

You nod, vigorously. “I can do that.”

Luffy relaxes, straightens up a bit. “Good. You can kiss, but no more than that. Not unless I say so,” he sears you with a grin. Wicked. You flick an ear in interest.

“Yes, sir,” you reply. Your voice came out breathier than you meant it to. You blush.

“Luffy,” Sanji says, the first word he’s spoken since his captain walked in. “I’m sorry.”

Luffy levels him with a haughty glare. “I forgive you,” he acknowledges the fault, and sidesteps it with grace. Sanji takes a steady breath.

“I won’t steal her from you,” he assures, stepping back to his stove. Luffy snorts.

“As if you ever could.”

***

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themagicmusicman · 2 months ago

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hehehhe

1. mugs for literally everything

2. uhhhh not a big fan of either? although when i have a lollipop and its really cold out it looks like im smoking so thats kinda silly

3. bubblegum because it doesnt cause me the worst sensory overload

4. it went from “loud but has potential” to “quiet but had potential” (wheres my potential now, huh? /silly)

5. cans unless theyre in the glass bottles bcs those make a funny noise

6. tomboy, grunge and goth are all pretty sick (but i wear/wanna wear grunge more bcs oghhh gender)

7. headphones all day

8. tv shows just because i dont have to be invested for 2 hours straight and theyre easier to rewatch

9. oooo idk summer doesnt really have a smell to me. like autumn has a lot of distinct smells (but maybe thats just because of singing autumn days in primary school), as do spring and winter but summer? mmm probably when i smell my neighbours having a barbecue and forget for a minute how much i hate barbecues lmao

10. probably basketball just because i didn’t despise it and also basketballs smell so good. that or like. tennis or some shit

11. whatevers lying around my kitchen that i can easily shove down my throat in the 5 minutes before i have to catch my bus lmfao

12. sophisticated hat manoeuvres by mad dog mcrea

13. lanyard bcs they can be fun colours and i can decorate them with silly gay pins

14. uuhhhhh fuck idk man like. i actually dont know i cant think of anything lmao (i do not crave sweet shit Ever)

15. i dont think ive ever had to read one as an assignment per se, but i loved studying the handmaids tale

16. fluctuates between man spreading halfway down the chair or curled up in a ball (especially when im painting)

17. my £20 boots that are falling apart

18. when its thundering but also really humid out. thats the shit

19. usually spread out across the whole mattress, or sometimes on my side if my back hurts

20. i love writing in notebooks but i usually lose them so i write the most just in my notes app

21. how long do you have hdjshfksb uhh. i obsessed a lot about food (for instance i wouldnt eat anything other than carrots and haribos until the age of 3), music artists/bands (or just on having one of those shitty mp3 players), later on it became more about shows, horror games or podcasts, especially analog horrors (iirc it went backrooms, mandela catalog, salad fingers, gemini home entertainment, dhmis, vita carnis, boisvert)

22. any transmasc who played a female character in whatever they did (specifically kizzy edgell and morgan wilkinson)

23. ripping my eyelashes out one by one when i get stressed

24. UNAKITE

25. unironically the fucking whats on your plate song from cbeebies

26. hibernate until it stops (although i do like swimming when its really hot)

27. cuddling with My Boys under a blanket with hot drinks and snacks watching whatever silly shit we can find (if one of you is seeing this heyyyy,,, soon pls 🙏🙏)

28. am i drinking enough // mad dog mcrea (/hj), this body // nemo, boyfeel // destroy boys, blush // wolf alice, serotonin // jessia

29. idk just dont be a dick and respect my boundaries

30. the dunes near my house for,,, ahem no particular reason 👀

31. i have never kicked ass ever but if i was to, it would be in my black cargo trousers with all the chains, baggy shirt, and enough gay jewellery and makeup to put someone who doesn’t understand that transmascs can wear typically fem stuff into cardiac arrest

32. uhhh “chris is that a weed!?”, the guy screaming along to careless whisper in his car, woman dancing flaps away into space, fish titties, you better watch out you better watch out you better w

33. lmao

34. the fucking edf energy ad with zingy it in. that little guy lives rent free in my head

35. 2am usually

36. probably some facebook minion meme my mum showed me when i was 3 or smth

37. duffel bag

38. depends what kind of tea

39. lemon meringue pie bcs i dont like cake jsjdbdksf

40. a guy on the back of my bus set a can of deodorant on fire and poured hand sanitiser down the aisle so everyone slipped when they got off

41. neim

42. depends which one is more accessible/bigger

43. hoodie

44. i like the really fresh lemon-y sea salt smelling ones

45. fantasy

46. baggy vest and boxers

47. either brie or the shit with cranberries in it (blue cheese is also quite nice)

48. pineapple. spiky on the outside, sweet on the outside and i make cum taste great. i mean

49. hello jon

50. probably just me and my mates doing stupid shit as really inappropriate times

51. long term: grades and jobs. short term: being forced to go to a lunch party with my mum’s church where everyone deadnames me :p

52. i just like anything thick and blocky. or gothic

53. sore and covered in paint

54. that getting a job is a really long and stressful process :D

55. of new york

56. getting sloshed at every dnd session i go to (it probably meant like. christmas or whatever but nah drunk dnd)

57. n/a im amazing and never struggle with anything /j

58. rollerskating, painting, being able to write smut (vaguely), cooking when i can be bothered

59. something gay probably

60. junji ito

61. in heartstopper “oh. you’re being gay. good job, carry on”

62. seveN?? uhhok,,,,, nimona, jonny d’ville, charlie spring, red guy from dhmis, lady macbeth, the iron lung jumpscare, trimigasi (smh all these hoes want me for my samurai plus)

63. i’d have a hhc club, 5 songs i’d definitely play would have to be concrete angel // darren styles and chris unknown, dont know how to make you happy // joey riot, feel the melody // s3rl, jaded af // s3rl, safety net // alaguan

64. cool maths games

65. yuppp quite a few

66. tiger lily, flame lily, jasmine, lavender

67. dont have any, my luck is perfect (lying)

68. once tried cucumber flavoured crisps from japan. that shit was vile

69. (nice) most of the teletubbies actors were involved in some weird shit. the women who played po was a porn actress, the guy who played tinky winky died of alcoholism and froze to death in liverpool uh. the other two are fine theyre the good ones

70. right

71. damn idk like. the really overdone big spots that you see a lot of cartoon or childrens characters wearing

72. french or geography

73. have you ever dipped a pickle in a chocolate milkshake? bcs uh,,, i havent,,,,,,

74. pain scale is a scam and i need ibuprofen at all times always

75. i only lost it at like. 10 or 11?

76. roast potatoes

77. i have no idea i never grow plants

78. mm coffee bcs it wouldnt be atrociously expensive

79. neither

80. earth

81. fireflies i god damn hate lightning bugs

82. console

83. drawing

84. podcast

85. nah

86. mythology

87. cookies

88. abandonment

89. testosterone

90. my partners

91. i never make mistakes 😼🔥

92. boxes. theyre so silly

93. fairy lights

94. i don’t actually know. i get called ginger a lot lmao

95. autumn

96. geometry dash fr

97. jonny dville

98. 2 (mine and my mothers)

99. stone age

oi @neim-batteries-not-included cmere (if you dont wanna do them all i highly suggest you do 4, 6, 12, 21, 24, 28, 40, 44, 58, 62, 66, 76, 78 (bcs i think youll struggle with it) and 98/99 (the last one))

weird asks that say a lot

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

7. earbuds or headphones?

8. movies or tv shows?

9. favorite smell in the summer?

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

12. name of your favorite playlist?

13. lanyard or key ring?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

18. ideal weather?

19. sleeping position?

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

21. obsession from childhood?

22. role model?

23. strange habits?

24. favorite crystal?

25. first song you remember hearing?

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

28. five songs to describe you?

29. best way to bond with you?

30. places that you find sacred?

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

32. top five favorite vines?

33. most used phrase in your phone?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

35. average time you fall asleep?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

38. lemonade or tea?

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

41. last person you texted?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

47. favorite type of cheese?

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

51. current stresses?

52. favorite font?

53. what is the current state of your hands?

54. what did you learn from your first job?

55. favorite fairy tale?

56. favorite tradition?

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

62. seven characters you relate to?

63. five songs that would play in your club?

64. favorite website from your childhood?

65. any permanent scars?

66. favorite flower(s)?

67. good luck charms?

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

70. left or right handed?

71. least favorite pattern?

72. worst subject?

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

82. pc or console?

83. writing or drawing?

84. podcasts or talk radio?

84. barbie or polly pocket?

85. fairy tales or mythology?

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

88. your greatest wish?

89. who would you put before everyone else?

90. luckiest mistake?

91. boxes or bags?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

93. nicknames?

94. favorite season?

95. favorite app on your phone?

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

98. favorite historical era?

#ask

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Rolando Reacts to Sinsmas

Rolando: (sings)

“We wish you a scary Sinsmas, we wish you a scary Sinsmas, we wish you a scary Sinsmas and a creepy New Year! Rejoice in our sin and may the best win, enjoyment on Sinsmas, hope to live past next year! We wish you a scary Sinsmas, we wish you a scary Sinsmas, we wish you a scary Sinsmas and a creepy New Year! Go bring us some mortal souls now, go bring us some mortal souls now, go bring us some mortal souls now, and bring them right here! We won’t go until we get some, we won’t go until we get some, we won’t go until we get some, so bring them right…”

Rolando: “Oh! *laughs in surprise* Hello there again, mortal! Happy Hellidays and a very scary Sinsmas to you! I’m here in my human disguise this time, I’m pretty dashing, right? Sorry about the food scare last time, but I promise I have even better treats this time. Have you ever tried Eel, Levia-liquor, and salted fish? These came fresh from Envy. Of course, if you’d like other things, I have Beelzejuice, Gluton-Honey, Sin Gin, spicy ice cream, and vegetables from the Wrath Ring. Don’t ask how I can still get food…it’s never as good as negative emotions anyway. Oh, you don’t have to worry about me getting drunk, I’m already dead.

So…are you ready for the last episode of season 2? Let’s get started!”

Stolas woke up in a pile of stuffed animals. Blitzo smiled as he made breakfast.

“Well, good morning there, Prince-Sleeps-A-Lot!” he called.

Rolando: “Urgh! Not him again! How many times do I have to see that cum-stained lowborn?!”

“Did you sleep well, big bird?” Blitzo asked.

Stolas yawned. “Best I could, I suppose.”

Stolas looked around. “Uhh…my Blitz…hoohoo…you sure have a lot of…horses. Iiiisss there a story behind that?”

Blitzo looked downcast as black smoke rose. “There is…but it’s way too long, and way too traumatic.”

Rolando: “Heheheh, yes, because I saw those memories, Blitzo!”

Blitzo called to Stolas, “Breakfast will be ready in a jiff!”

Rolando: “Oh, screw you!”

“Blitz, um,” said Stolas in the bathroom. “Would you be able to grab some…”

“Grab some what?” Blitzo asked.

“Nevermind!”

Stolas and Blitzo sat down.

“Okay, so I don’t know what you eat, so I just made a little of everything in hopes that something works for ya,” said Blitzo. “Got some eggs, made ’em special!”

Stolas looked disgusted.

Blitzo paused. “Oh. Oh shit. I’m sorry. Is this…th-that’s like cannibalism for you, isn’t it?”

“No, just rather off-putting. But it’s protein, I suppose.”

Rolando: (sing song voice) “Stolas is a cannibal!” *Eats his Envian fish*

“Uh-huh,” said Blitzo. “So w-wha-what do you normally eat?”

“Normally I dine on a custom diet prepared by my waiting staff; full of essential nutrients and freshly prepared rarities such as roasted vole or…fire koi?”

Blitzo stared.

“A fresh kale salad?” Stolas asked hopefully.

“Oh, nice. Anything that I can get that’s affordable?”

“Maybe some…rats?” Stolas asked.

Rolando: “Gross.”

“On it!” Blitzo called. “I’ll grab my stompers and head out to that alley this afternoon.

Rolando: “Envian eel, fried fish and negativity are far better meals, trust me.”

“Mmm, well that’d be nice,” Stolas mentioned. “Rats were always Via’s favorite snack.”

“Oh no! Where’s your phone?” Stolas asked.

The cell phone rang in Stolas’ palace and Octavia reached for it. Stella grabbed it. Stella smirked evilly and dangled it in front of Octavia’s face.

“Sorry, sweetie, no talking to that deadbeat!” Stella mocked.

Rolando: “Ohohoho shit! That is diabolical!”

“Andrealphus! Look who’s finally calling!”

“Oooh! Took him this long? That’s hilarious!”

Stella gleefully added, “He thinks he’s going to talk to his daughter! Hilarious!”

Octavia folded her arms, looking away sadly.

Rolando: “If only I could taste Stolas’ despair now!”

“Hilarious!” Andrealphus added as the two royal siblings laughed. Octavia raced out of the room in tears.

Rolando: “That owl girl is so traumatized right now!”

“Pick up! Pick up! Pick up!” Stolas pleaded. “Via, dear, please pick up. Please pick up.” Stolas slumped onto the floor. There was no answer. Stolas tapped on the screen. “No! No, no, no. Shit.”

Blitzo ran over. “Hey, hey, hey, whoa! Look I’m sure it’s gonna be okay, alright? I-I’m sure she’s…”

Stolas stared sadly at the floor.

“…she’s just away from the phone right now, okay? And breathe. It’ll be okay.”

Blitzo helped Stolas up and they walked through an outdoor imp marketplace together. One merchant imp glared at Stolas as he walked by. One imp glared at him as he stood in line at a grocery store and more imps angrily raised their fists.

Rolando: “Oh, that’s hilarious! *laughs*. Poor Stolas getting screwed over by all the lowborn imps! Ha! How does it feel to not be a pompous prick anymore?!”

Blitzo and Stolas talked in a laundromat and soap zoomed out of the machine and hit Stolas in the face. More imps seethed at them, one male imp shirtless.

Rolando: *laughs*

Stolas looked in Blitzo’s closet for his Sloth Ring happy pills. Blitzo gasped as his apartment caught on fire.

Rolando: “Oops, heheheh.”

At a diner, the waitress imp poured coffee for Blitzo and spat in Stolas’ drink.

Rolando: *laughs* “My goodness! Won’t want to be you, Stolas!”

Another imp pointed and laughed, but Blitzo whirled around and smashed a plate of food into the imp’s face. The waitress tackled Blitzo.

Stolas tried on various outfits in a clothing store. Blitzo leaped and tried to catch a black Hell rat for Stolas to eat. Stolas sadly stared at his phone…no response from Via. Blitzo looked at Stolas as the rat chewed his eyeball.

Rolando: “Oh man, this is too good!”

Stolas tried on more clothes at the store, the shopkeeper imp annoyed. He swiped his card but “card declined” appeared on the screen. The succubus cashier yelled at the duo. Stolas and Blitzo made a run for it with their stolen items.

“Is this how everyone acts when they don’t have money?” Stolas called as they ran.

“Nope,” Blitzo grinned. “This is how I act when I don’t have money!”

Rolando: “Stealing shit’s not gonna help you guys!”

Stolas slumped on the couch in despair.

Rolando: *chuckles*

“Eyyy Stolas!” Blitzo called. “Merry Sinsmas!”

He flipped over the couch.

“Ahhh! What the fuck was that for?!” Stolas snapped.

“Uh, it’s Sinsmas!” Blitzo exclaimed. “You know, the day every Hellborn celebrates and acts on their birth sin? Or any sin, whichever ones they want, honestly!”

*Pauses video*

Rolando: “Oh Sinsmas! Such a lovely helliday! My family and friends have special traditions. Back in Envy, me and my buddies would try to get into each other’s minds…and I would almost always win. And then whoever won would get to lead our rampage to mentally torment the weaklings! I remember watching the little wimps sob and cry and then one of my buddies would film their darkest secrets on their phone. Hahahaha! Of course, I remember hunting eel, fish and shark with mother and singing and sewing with father. Chilling with my siblings and buddies when they would come along to visit. We had our own underwater cave of crystals, and we would decorate the place with glowing escas and a coral tree. My parents gave me lots of praise, not necessarily what mortals call ‘love.’ Of course, this was all before…my parents left me to live on my own…and me getting assigned by Queen Leviathan to haunt humans at the One Star Wonder…enjoying my killings, alone. All by myself…until Blitzo k-k-kicked me in the pool and…”

Rolando: *voice cracks* “Excuse me…”

*Glass shatters* *Food and plates crashes to theater floor*

*Punches overhead projector* “STOP REPLAYING MY MEMORIES YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”

*distorted cries*

*Gulps down Envi-vino wine and Leg-Nog*

“C-can you believe this shit! I have n-no theme song, no ASMR…hardly any merch…even that Chaz shark prick has more stuff than me and he’s dead too! I’m the most menacing villain in the so called ‘Hellaverse’ and what do I fucking get?! NOTHING!”

Rolando: *breathes shakingly and sniffs* *clears throat* “S-sorry about that. I hate it when my own negativity comes up! Let’s continue.”

“I cannot say I’m familiar with this holiday,” Stolas mentioned.

“Really?” asked Blitzo. “Wow, rich people don’t have any fun, do they?”

“No, fun is free, but we can afford nice things,” Stolas mentioned.

Rolando: *hoarse throat* “Oh s-shut up, birdbrain!”

“You know what might help that privileged little attitude?” Blitzo asked.

Rolando: “Me getting into Stolas’ head!”

“Paperwork!” Blitzo called. “Why dontcha come on with me to the office, and help Loony wi-wh-you know whatever the fuck her job is?”

Loona gave him a wide-eyed look as she ate from a box of dog biscuits.

“Eugh, you have to spend your holiday at work?” Stolas asked.

Rolando: “Welcome to the real world, asshole.”

“I choose to spend my holiday at work!” Blitzo declared. “See last year, I set my apartment on fire, so this year, we’re doing it at the office. It’s insured.”

Rolando: “I hope your business burns up, too!”

Stolas groaned as he made his way out the door. Blitzo pulled Loona along. They entered the office, which had candles and lights for decorations.

“Oof, oh, son of a bitch,” Stolas bonked his head walking into the room.

Loona carried bags of chips in her hands, Chaos Chips and Brimstone Bites. Moxxie and Millie were play-fighting and wrestling around the space.

Rolando: “What a bunch of clowns, I swear!”

“Ow! Millie!” Moxxie cried. He tried to jab her back, but she stabbed him in the arm with her tail.

“Ouch! You’re good!” Moxxie remarked.

They continued fighting in the kitchen, Moxxie throwing a bottle from the fridge and Millie throwing a chair. Ketchup and drinks spilled onto the floor.

Rolando: “Urgh, what a mess! Imps are such slobs.”

Millie hung from a wreath.

Moxxie did playful growls.

“I’m gonna bite you, Millie!”

“You always make me watch old musicals when I wanna watch Cleaver Hand 6: Ultimate Cleavage!”

She punched a hole in the fridge door.

She leaped onto Moxxie and the couple rolled into the office.

“Well, you snore all the time!” Moxxie retorted.

Millie kicked Moxxie off and held out a curved sword. “I will wreck you!”

Moxxie held up a wooden cannon-like blaster with six holes. “Not if I do first!”

They both laughed as Millie flipped and dodged the blasts. Stolas looked on in sheer shock. He clutched his face as the two imps chased each other, then wrestled on the table in front of him.

Millie and Moxxie smiled at each other with wide happy eyes.

“Happy Sinsmas!” Millie greeted. They kissed…then Moxxie blasted his wife out the window with his blaster. “Happy Sinsmas, honey!” he called with a wave.

Rolando: *facepalms*

Blitzo pulled out his whiteboard, which had various horse drawings and a graph on it.

“Listen up, chuckle-fucks! Today, we got Stolas in the office, so I want each of your red asses on the best behavior possible.” He pointed at Moxxie.

“Uh, sir?” Moxxie bluntly replied. “You are literally the only one who needs to adhere to that.”

Rolando: “Oooh.”

Blitzo brushed his hands. “And that’s detention, Mox. Millie, punch him.”

The white board flipped over, and Millie punched Moxxie in the gut. “Oof, Aww.” He smiled lovingly at her.

Rolando: *chuckles softly* “H-how did she get back up so fast?!”

“Good, happy Sinsmas, Mox,” said Blitzo. He turned to Loona, “Now Loony…”

Loona popped a light orange paw-print lollipop out of her mouth as she sat with her box of biscuits with her paws on the table.

“Stolas wants to learn to secretate, so show him how it’s done.”

Loona sighed. “It’s literally this...”

She held the lollipop, mimicking a phone. “’Ring, ring, hello? I.M.P. – yeah, we can kill that asshole, wanna schedule an appointment? Thursday cool? See you then, dipshit. Click. It’s easy as sin, Blitz. Can I go with you guys if he’s on the phone today?”

“I-I mean I guess?” Blitzo pondered.

“Yes!” Loona cheered, pumping a fist.

Blitzo moved the secretary bone-shaped phone over to Stolas.

“See, Stolas?” Blitzo smiled. “Finally, something to help you out! Something to do! And I can pay you for it! You could use a little money coming in, right?”

“Money coming in?” Stolas breathed. “Oh lords…I’M POOR NOW! Oh-ho-ho-ho-fuck!” He broke down in sobs.

Rolando: *laughs hard* “Your despair is delicious even from here, Stolas! You’re making me dizzy!”

The phone rang.

Blitzo gasped. “Oh, answer it, answer it!”

Stolas sobbed and shook.

“You can do it, Stolas, come on, answer the phone!” Blitzo encouraged.

Blitzo wore a “yas queen!” mask and waved “You go gurl” flags while everyone else watched nervously.

“Hello, I.M.P.?” Stolas choked. “Yes, we can kill your asshole. Immediately, just bring it here. Thank you. Good day ma’am.” He hung up.

“Uhh…” Blitzo froze then shrugged. “Close enough!” He patted Stolas on the head. “Good job, buddy!”

The door slammed open, and a Sinner woman stood at the entrance. Karen had wooden spiked horns and a dress and long pink hair.

“You said you could kill someone immediately?” Karen demanded.

“Oh…yeah! Yes, we sure can!” Blitzo nervously waved his fist.

“Good. Because it’s Christmas,” she said, dropping her brown purse onto Moxxie and Millie.

Blitzo snapped his fingers. “It’s Sinsmas, lady, get it right.”

Karen knocked Loona aside with her hips. “I can’t stand the idea of my fucking ex-husband enjoying this sacred holiday with my daughters when he fucking left me for another man!”

She lounged on the couch and filed her nails.

“Oh well,” Blitzo laughed nervously. “That sounds like something that can happen from time to time.”

“And he probably cheated on me!” Karen added.

“Well, that’s…” Blitzo chuckled nervously. Stolas screeched in despair. “…not really worth killing someone over though, right?” Blitzo asked. “I mean, cheating isn’t really that big of a deal anymore, is it?”

Karen sat up. “Isn’t that what this business does? He doesn’t deserve to live that heinous lifestyle and poison my daughters with it.”

“Uh-huh. Look, I don’t think this is a job we want to take on,” Blitzo stated.

“Really?” Moxxie asked from the floor in Millie’s grip.

“Why not?” Stolas asked. “Maybe he deserves it. Selfish men like him don’t deserve to…to li-i-i-iive!” He sobbed loudly.

Rolando: “What delicious drama!”

“That…no that’s not…” Blitzo began, walking over to him. “Ugh.”

Blitzo turned to her. “Alright, fine, we’ll do your shitty job…”

Karen grinned evilly.

“…but you’re paying us double, bitch!” Blitzo finished. Karen glared as Blitzo, Moxxie, Millie and Loona flipped her off as they entered the pink diamond portal from Blitzo’s Asmodean crystal.

Stolas tapped at his phone and sadly sighed. “No new messages” and “refreshing” appeared on his phone. Stolas looked at his erotic novel in his notebook, holding a pen.

“Ugh! Don’t you have any reading material anywhere?” asked Karen. “Are we supposed to just sit here and wait? How long do they take?”

“They take their time, it’s a difficult business, I imagine,” Stolas sighed.

“You ‘imagine,’ huh? Well, they should hurry up if they expect people to just stick around without anything to do.”

Stolas’ eye twitched.

“What a shoddy business operation!” Karen complained, waving a hand.

“Ooh! Here’s an idea!” Stolas called. “You could shut the fuck up!”

Karen gasped. “Rude.”

Rolando: “Suck it, bitch!”

Stolas gasped as the cell phone rang. He scrambled to pick it up. “Oh yes, yes, yes, yes! Hello?”

A voice on the phone said, “Hey, I’m calling you on your extended warranty about your new Robo Pony 2000…”

Stolas screamed in frustration. “AURGH!” He shattered the phone in his hands, tore off a stuffed dog head, knocked over the Sinsmas tree, flipped a couch sofa and tried in vain to flip over Loona’s desk.

“Aurgh! C’mon you suck, you fucking suck, you fucking piece of shit, move your fucking face you goddamn sucking motherfucker…”

Rolando: *laughs* “What a moron! My kills are less nasty than his words right now!”

Stolas stood up and grabbed at his head of hair. “GAH! WHAT A FUCKING IDIOT I AM! THIS WAS SO STUPID! I CANNOT BELIEVE I COULD BE THIS FUCKING STUPID!” He banged his head against the desk. “I RUINED EVERYTHING! MOVE, YOU SHITTY DESK!”

Rolando: “I need to get inside his fucked-up head, pronto! It’s killing me right now!”

Stolas picked up his notebook with shaking hands. “And I did it for what? These stupid foolish fantasies?!”

He threw the book at Karen who moved to the side with a scowl.

“I can’t stand it any longer! I don’t care what they fucking do!” He opened the door and raised a finger. “I’m seeing Octavia!” he declared before slamming the door.

Rolando: “Hahaha! Good luck with that! I’m sure your estranged daughter won’t be brainwashed by her mother and uncle and leave you in the dust!”

Karen picked up the notebook and sat down on the couch. “I guess it’s something to read.”

I.M.P. walked through the portal and into a snow-covered suburban neighborhood decorated for Christmas. A snowman was in the yard.

Blitzo shivered. “Ahhh, it is cold as shit! What is this?”

“Do humans have Sinsmas, too?” Millie asked. Loona picked up a Santa figure.

“I-I don’t think so,” Moxxie answered. “This seems to be something else.”

Millie glanced at a smiling angel figure holding a star and vomited.

“You okay, babe?” Moxxie asked.

“Oh yeah!” Millie coughed. “Must just be the cold.”

Blitzo walked over. “Okay, let’s just hurry up and kill this son of a bitch so we can get the fuck back home.”

Blitzo rolled into a ball in the snow and sped up to the house. He posed with his gun with an evil grin at the window.

Then he froze when he saw the family inside. Two little girls were laughing and sitting by their two dads. The two dads kissed and the girls shared smiles.

Blitzo shivered.

“Sir?” Moxxie asked. “This may be out of turn…but I feel like this one isn’t worth the money.”

“Didn’t you also hesitate to kill that cannibal family in the woods?” Blitzo reminded him.

“Well, yeah,” said Moxxie. “And we did kill all of them. But I feel like this is different.”

“How so?”

“They’re gay…”

“So?”

“They look innocent, sir. It’s Sinsmas and the humans are celebrating their own holiday. Can’t we just leave them be?”

“What?” Millie asked.

“I don’t think I wanna be part of this one, sir,” Moxxie said to Blitzo.

“You okay, dad?” Loona asked, putting an arm around Blitzo. “You know I can handle this one. You know, if you’re not up for it.”

“Really?”

She nodded.

Blitzo stared into space, imagining that the happy family was him spending time with Stolas, Loona, and Octavia. Octavia had a book in her stocking, Loona a bone, Stolas a plant and Blitzo a horse. Blitzo held a present in his hands, smiling with hearts in his eyes when his present was a small white horse. Loona held a mug of hot chocolate. They were all smiling, happy and whole, and they shared an embrace.

0 0 0

Rolando’s father and mother hovered together in their underwater crystal cave, a little Rolando munching on a baby fish they had caught for him. A younger Rolando raced through the water with his aquatic friends, no worries about trends or expectations. He rode on a giant gray moray eel, sending other demons scurrying in a panic. His friends clapped and voted him the fiercest infestor demon in Envy. He smiled and embraced his group of infestor demon friends, all of them laughing as tied up demons below then were forced to see their darkest secrets.

Rolando: *distorted cries* “Oh shit, why is this happening?! Urgh! I think I’m gonna be sick…”

Rolando: *breathes heavily* *low demonic voice* “If you breathe one word about my secrets, human, I’ll make you experience your worst fears and slowly carve you in half while doing so! That understood?! *sighs* Good. Moving on.”

0 0 0

“Nah fuck this,” Blitzo shook his head. “We’re going home.”

“What?” Millie asked. “Didn’t he cheat or s-s-something? Come on, this is fun! We’ve done this kind of t-t-thing before!”

“Just…not this one, Mils,” said Blitzo. He rubbed his crystal on his wrist, and the portal appeared. “Not today.”

Blitzo walked through, followed by Loona.

“I can do this one, I can do this!” Millie insisted, turning back toward the house.

“Millie!” Blitzo ordered.

Bliutzo glared and turned around. Moxxie put an arm around her. “We’ll do it next time!” said Moxxie. “It’s just not worth it.”

Millie elbowed him away. “Don’t start, Moxxie! Just because you aren’t demon enough to do this job doesn’t mean…”

She paused when she noticed his hurt face. “I’m sorry.”

“Sweetie,” said Moxxie. “I know it’s Sinsmas and it’s in the spirit of Wrath, but are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I don’t…”

They held hands and pressed their heads close.

“…know what’s gotten into me today.”

Moxxie kissed her on the forehead. “It’s okay.” He hugged her. “I’m here for you.”

Millie smiled in thanks.

They walked through the portal, and it closed.

“Wow!” Blitzo breathed. “I never wanna go anywhere cold again.”

Blitzo looked around. “Uhh, Stolas?”

“He’s gone!” spat Karen. “And he left this terribly sinful erotic novel behind. Can you believe this trash? Didn’t make me wet at all!” She folded her arms.

Blitzo glared.

Karen then screamed as she was tossed out the window by Blitzo. Blitzo smirked as he waved at her with the notebook.

Rolando: *chuckles* “Bye-bye, bitch!”

“Wow, I feel lighter!” Blitzo smiled.

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Octavia walked somberly down the hallway with her iPod in hand, snowflakes decorating the walls. She stepped onto some dried leaves. She glanced somberly at the remains of one of her dad’s plants.

Stella and Andrealphus laughed and lounged in their chairs during their spa treatment, surrounded by serving imps they were bossing around. Andrealphus had posters of himself hung in every corner of the room. One imp served a glass to Andrealphus, one held towels, and another held a rotary phone for Stella. Another imp was painting Stella’s toenails. Andrealphus had kiwis over his eyes and teal cream on his face. Stella relaxed in her pink bathrobe. The imps wore teal clothes to match Andrealphus’ color scheme.

Stella laughed. “He’s been trying to call her all fucking month and it’s hilarious!”

“Fra, fra, fra fra fra!” Stella chanted. They both laughed.

Rolando: “Pompous prissy pricks.”

Octavia sadly headed to her room and picked up a purple guitar with stars on it her dad had given her. She stared at the constellations glowing on her pink-lit ceiling. She went into the closet and spotted a box labeled “Stolas’ stuff.” Octavia sadly looked at an old drawing of her and her dad she made as a kid. Then she saw a “star observation” picture showing her as a little child smiling with her dad.

She sung her lament.

“Your boxes packed up on the bed

Your words are in my head

Tellin’ me that we’ll be okay

You’ll remember what you said

Or was it just another lie?”

Under rays of light, Octavia reached out to touch a starry Stolas’ hand, pressing hers against his. She sadly watched as the image blew away.

“This place that used to be your home

Would you call me on the phone?”

Octavia ran down the dark hallway, seeing photos of her as an owl baby with her stuffed gold star. She saw more photos of her parents and her as a child. In her imagination, she raced after him as he flew toward the light at the end of the hall.

“Will I hear your voice in the middle of the night

When I turn off the lights?”

Octavia imagined herself as a little girl, crying in the dark when the door closed behind her.

“Or are you just another ghost?

Ohhhh…”

Octavia gasped when she saw a starry indigo image of her dad embrace a smiling red starry image of Blitzo. She reached out to him, but he turned into a shadow with four red eyes and darted away. She raced after the Blitzo and Stolas shadows zooming through the hall.

“How could you lie to my face?

And did our time mean nothing to you?”

The Stolas and Blitzo shadows looked down at her against another family portrait before zooming away.

“Were you bluffing all along?

That you would be there to see

Yourself forgiven by me.”

The shadow Stolas held out his hand to Octavia who was on her knees. Angrily, she slapped it away and stood up.

“If you thought that I’d take it, you were wrong!

Oh, you were wrong!”

The halls, statues, and portraits cracked and crumbled in her mind, until she saw the vastness of outer space. An orange and yellow supernova exploded over her head. She walked under a red and black starry sky as fiery comets rained down nearby. The ground cracked beneath her feet. Several family pictures caught on fire and fluttered down. A globe of constellations and several astronomy books cracked in half.

“And when you’re gone, I will be okay

I will be okay, though I will never be the same

And I’ll know that I was right to doubt you!

I’ll grow without you and you’ll only know my name!”

A pink explosion boomed behind her. She gasped and caught a dark purple tear-shaped light in her hands. She saw a picture of her and her father in her hands which soon burned away. She dropped it until it vanished in a golden light. She stepped upward against the sky, her feet leaving glowing golden footprints behind.

“You always told me I’d be okay

Well, I’ll be okay, even though I’m not okay today.

But my tears won’t fall upon your shoulder.

I’ll grow older and you’ll only know my name.”

Her tears fell upon the drawing of her and her dad and a pink heart card with “DAD” written on it. She strummed her guitar.

Octavia spotted a box full of her dad’s happy pills from Belphegor. She walked out of her closet with a determined look, the door closing behind her.

Rolando: “That was…beautiful…I guess…”

The I.M.P. headquarters door opened. “Dad?”

It was Octavia.

“Octavia?” Blitzo asked, hiding the notebook behind him. “Wh-what are you doing here?”

She held up a bottle of pills. “I came to get these back to my dad, where the fuck is he?”

“I swear, he was just right here,” Blitzo mentioned to the space.

Octavia facepalmed. “Ugh, where would he go?”

Blitzo put his fingers to his chin in thought, then looked up with worry. “I think I know.”

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Stolas walked by the Andrealpus ice sculptures to his ice-covered palace. Ice blocked his way in, sending him sliding on ice back to the ground.

“Ugh, fucking Ice Queen. How extra can you get?” Stolas rolled his eyes.

“Oh, this is just sad, Stolas,” said Andrealphus.

Rolando: “Time for the boss battle!”

“Let me see my daughter this instant!” Stolas demanded.

Andrealphus chuckled vindictively and gloated. “I imagine this is rather hard for you, Stolas. Aww, poor thing. All alone now without your lovely plants, your lovely stars, or your lovely little daughter. Everything you are now…”

Stolas punched Andrealphus in the face, tackled him, and hit him over and over. Black blood spurted from his nose and mouth. His eye was swollen.

Rolando: *breaks into laughter* “Oh my Satan!”

Stolas smashed Andrealphus’ face with an ice statue.

Rolando: “Ouch!”

Andrealphus pushed Stolas away with his ice powers. His teal crown blew back onto his head and Andrealphus rose up menacingly. His tail turned into icicles which bound Stolas by his wrists, waist and neck. He pulled Stolas to him and aimed sharp icicles toward his neck.

“Goetia be dammed, you are dead for that!”

“Do it…pussy!” Stolas taunted.

Rolando: “Oh, he’s fucked.”

“I will enjoy this.” Andrealphus grinned evilly.

“Hey, Elsa!” Blitzo yelled, throwing a snowball into Andrealphus’ face. “Get your icy hands off my bottom, bitch!” Loona, Mooxie, and Millie stood by Blitzo.

Rolando: “TMI, Blitzo, yuck!”

Andrealphus laughed. “The imp?” His eyes glowed teal and his face turned dark. “The imp is challenging me?”

Blitzo threw another snowball into his face.

“Scatter!” Blitzo called as the I.M.P. members ran in different directions.

Loona leaped up and tried to grab hold of Stolas. Andrealphus lifted him out of reach. Moxxie rolled on the ground and boasted Millie up with his hooves. She flew toward Andrealphus with her fist out. She was knocked back by a large strand of ice.

“Millie!” Moxxie cried as she began to fall.

“Loona! Launch me!” Blitzo called, raising a finger. Loona threw Blitzo into the air.

“Ahh, ha-ha!” Blitzo cried as he maneuvered around Andrealphus’ ice branches. He climbed up toward Stolas.

Andrealphus seethed and used his magic to thicken the ice under Blitzo’s feet and creep over Stolas. Stolas grew frightened as ice began creeping over his neck and body. Blitzo was almost there…he could barely reach Stolas’ face. Blitzo slipped and grabbed onto the ice as he slid backwards.

Andrealphus grabbed onto Blitzo’s collar.

“You little insects really think you can do anything to me? A Marquis of Hell? You are delusional!”

Loona’s clawed hand glowed blue as she began to transform and rush forward.

“Eeehh! Try again, bitch!” Blitzo mocked. “I’ve been called so much worse!”

Andrealphus let out a nasty sling of swears that shocked even Blitzo.

Rolando: “What the Hell was that?!”

“It’ll be rather amusing to squash you all.”

Loona howled as she leaped into the air, now in her demonic four-legged wolf form. She bit into Andrealphus’ face, sending Blitzo falling. Andrealphus clutched at his neck as a stream of black blood squirted out.

Blitzo smiled as Loona leaned under him to catch him. Loona skidded to a landing and Blitzo posed on her back.

To Blitzo’s horror, Stolas was encased in ice and the ice snapped shut like a mouth. Before them, an icy white dragon materialized. It had spiky ice skin and sharp teal horns and teal glowing eyes. Andrealphus and the dragon let out fierce roars, a blue snake tongue showing in the dragon’s mouth.

“Oh, fuck me,” Blitzo gulped as he and Loona retreated.

“Ugh, erugh, oh,” Millie strained as she lifted herself up. Conveniently, she had landed in the armory.

“Fuck yes!”

Moxxie climbed over the rubble and stared awe-struck at warrior Millie. Millie held a black and red sword, a blue and white rifle, a golden axe, another sword, a spear and a blue flag with Stolas’ emblem on it. A sash of bullets were on display down her chest.

“Catch, baby!”

Moxxie caught the black sword and posed with it in the air.

“You are so fucking hot right now.”

Millie admired the gun. “I think I’m gonna give the firepower a try this time!”

“Mwah,” she kissed Moxxie.

“Millie! Big weapon, stat!” Blitzo urged.

Millie tossed him a lance. Blitzo rushed toward the dragon, riding on Loona. The dragon snapped at the ground, knocking Loona to the side.

Blitzo hung from the weapon like a pole as he flew up in the dragon’s jaws. Loona dodged the dragon’s clawed feet.

Blitzo hummed a heroic Valkyrie tune off key, kicking at one of the icy fangs.

“This is fun!” Millie cried with joy, aiming a large gold and white gun.

“Alright, sweetie, cover me!” called Moxxie as he rode on Loona. “The prince’s knight needs his sword!”

Millie shot a golden rocket in the dragon’s direction. Loona climbed up onto the dragon, cracking its icy hide with her claws.

Blitzo hung from the weapon, looking down at the dragon’s icy uvula and mouth.

“Eugh! Disgusting!”

“Blitz!” called Moxxie, hanging upside down and holding the black sword.

“Whoo! Impressive, Moxxie!” Blitzo called.

“Catch!”

Blitzo caught the sword.

“Yeah, Moxxie! High five…” Blitzo began, high-fiving Moxxie in a similar way Moxxie had done with Millie in the fish’s mouth.

“Oh whoa! Shit!” Blitzo yelled as he started to plummet. The dragon’s mouth closed and Andrealphus smirked evilly.

The dragon roared in triumph…

…until, in the style of Hercules and Millie, Blitzo sliced off the dragon’s neck from the inside, freeing himself and Stolas.

“You’ve just risked your life to save mine,” Stolas gasped.

“Well…so did you.” Blitzo smiled down at him. Stolas kissed Blitzo as they plummeted to the ground. Blitzo held Stolas as they landed in the snow. The dragon’s head and body crashed to the ground. Millie raced over and Moxxie and Loona popped up.

Andrealphus fumed. “How dare…you pathetic waste of lower class scum, attack ME! For this, I will see all your heads mounted!”

The icy headless dragon soon morphed into a three-headed ice hydra creature.

Loona, Moxxie and Millie flinched as the hydra towered over them. Blitzo defended Stolas, aiming the black sword in the air.

The dragon aimed its jaws at the duo…

But a burst of black and purple magic formed a magical shield around them.

Octavia!

“Stand down, girl!” Andrealphus demanded. “This doesn’t concern you.”

“ENOUGH! STOP IT!” Octavia strained as she lifted her hands, pulsing with her magic. “You will not. Hurt. My. Dad!”

With a mighty blast, Octavia’s magic disintegrated the hydra. It broke the icicles and sent Andrealphus backwards.

Andrealphus stalked forward. “You’re in no position to make demands of me!” He smirked. “Imagine what your mother would say.”

“Uh huh. Exactly,” Blitzo fired back. “Imagine what her mother would say when she finds out you got your ass handed to you by a gaggle of imps and a hellhound. I think that’s what folks call a BAD LOOK!”

“A very bad look,” Octavia folded her arms.

Andrealphus blustered, then waved his hand. “You aren’t worth my time anyway! But you WILL regret this.”

Andrealphus glared as he retreated back into the mansion.

“Via!” Stolas raced over to her as she walked back to the mansion and gave her a hug. “My brave, powerful girl! I am so proud of you!”

A crack formed in the ice that reflected Stolas and Octavia hugging.

Octavia pushed him away.

“You lied to me.”

“What?”

“You lied to me! You said you would never leave me! You promised!”

Stolas stepped back. “Via, I-I didn’t leave you I-I-I would never, it wasn’t my choice.”

“It was your choice! You chose HIM!” Octavia angrily pointed at Blitzo.

“Via, no! I didn’t I just-I had to. You don’t understand.”

Octavia spread out her hand, clenching a burst of magic. “I do understand! I understand that we were never enough for you! You never loved mother, and you don’t love me, you love him. And you needed THESE!” She held up the happy pills. “Was this my fault that you needed these?”

“No! No, never, Via!” He grabbed her hand. “Sweetie, please. You have always been the only good thing in my life!”

“So does that mean you just stayed miserable because of me?” She teared up. “Was I some fucking obligation? Is that why you didn’t even hesitate when you got a chance to leave?”

She shoved him away.

“I love you, Via. So, so much. Please, sweetie, let me explain.”

“I can’t. You lied to me once, and you’ll do it again.” Tears streamed down her face. “Have a good fucking life with him, Dad.”

“No, Via please! Please!”

Octavia blocked his way with ice. Stolas stared at his own reflection, crumbled to his knees and sobbed in loud anguish. Blitzo covered his shoulders with his jacket. Stolas sobbed as he clutched his happy pill bottle.

Rolando: “ALL THIS ANGUISH! STOP MAKING ME HUNGRY, FUCK!”

0 0 0 0 0 0

Loona opened the door to Blitzo’s apartment. “Whew! That was intense.” She stretched. “I’m gonna see if my friends can still come tonight. I need some drinks after what happened today.”

“Yeah, sure! Whatever you want, Loony. Mmmkay?” Blitzo called.

Stolas slumped over to the couch, staring into space. Blitzo covered Stolas with a blanket. Blitzo fried four black and red eggs in a frying pan, then tossed them into his mouth, where his pupils briefly widened.

Rolando: “The fuck did he just eat?”

Blitzo climbed over the couch and settled into Stolas’ lap.

“She hates me. My daughter hates me,” Stolas stated somberly.

Rolando: *evil laugh*

They shared a sad hug as Moxxie, Millie and Loona decorated the apartment.

Loona laughed with her three Hellhound friends.

Moxxie held out horse-shaped cookies on a plate to Stolas.

“You wanna try some of my home-baked Sinsmas cookies, your highness?” Moxxie asked. “Eeh? Eeeh?”

“I think I’ll pass, but thank you,” he somberly answered. “And you don’t need to address me like that.”

Moxxie glared as Blitzo snatched up the Blitzo horse cookie with his tongue and ate it. “Hey, where’s Mils?” he asked.

Millie ran the faucet in the bathroom, staring into the mirror with tired stressed eyes. She threw something into the trash and banged her fist on the counter. “Shit!”

Rolando: *evil voice* “The lowborn hick sure looks stressed.”

Millie stared at her cell phone as she walked out of the bathroom. Moxxie held a Mammonopoli board game.

“Oh, hey sweetie!” Moxxie smiled. “We’re about to start board games!”

“I’ll be right there, baby! Calling the fam for Sins first!”

Millie headed frantically into the decorated hallway, tapping on her screen.

“Hay!” drawled her transgender sister Sallie May in greeting.

Rolando: “Oh look. Another farm hick.”

“Hey Sal. You alone?” Millie asked.

“Uhhhmmmm…” Sallie stood up and spotted her family watching TV. She scurried sideways out of the living room and headed onto the front porch.

“Yes.”

“Okay,” Millie breathed. “Good.” She choked, tears in her eyes. She whispered, “I just need someone to talk to about something.”

“What’s going on?” Sallie May asked.

Millie held up…a positive pregnancy test.

Rolando: *spits out drink and coughs* “WHAT?! THE HICK’S PREGNANT?!” *breathes* “Well, that is rather unexpected.”

“I don’t know what to do!” Millie cried, sliding to the floor. Having been an assassin all her life, she wasn’t sure how raising a baby would impact her current job and feelings.

Rolando: “This certainly changes everything. Will she get an abortion? Will the baby put I.M.P. in jeopardy? Will the baby grow up and rise against Satan? Oh, the drama, oh the endless potentials!”

“Okay, Okay!” Loona called. “So did you see fucking Vikki’s post the other day? Fucking Vikki?” Loona held out her phone to her friends.

“I swear,” said her female hellhound friend Gigi. “If she posts one more humble brag about that ugly ass car, I’m gonna commit.”

“Cha, for real,” added Russ, her other friend.

Millie raced over and hugged Moxxie.

“Oh, hey sweetie, how’d the call go?” asked Moxxie.

“It was nice!” Millie glanced to the side. She looked sad. “You know I love you?”

They held hands.

“Love you, too!” smiled Moxxie, putting a hand by her chin.

“Okay!” Loona called. “Time for the board games! WITH DRINKS!!!”

Her friends cheered as she handed out bottles with honeycomb designs on the front. The label on the pack read “Glut-Honey Limited Sinsmas Edition, carbonated Beelzejuice with natural flavors: harder than ethanol.”

“Ha, ha, ha! Merry fucking Sinsmas, am I right?!” Loona laughed. “Vikki’s such a bitch!”

“No, I didn’t invite her!” Loona added. “She brings the whole party down!”

“You know, you guys go on without me, ‘kay?” Blitzo said, hurrying after Stolas to the fire escape. “I’ll-I’m-need a moment.”

“You mind if I steal?” Blitzo asked, noticing his cigarette.

“Oh, when have you ever asked?” Stolas replied.

They leaned against the fire escape balcony, smoking and staring at the red night sky and the Sinsmas neon lights and decorations.

“Today was a lot, wasn’t it?” Blitzo asked. “I-I know you can’t see your kid. And I know you did so fucking much just to save my life…”

“It’s okay,” Stolas said. “Saving you was the right thing to do.”

Rolando: “Nope!”

“And you have risked your life for mine in return.” Stolas blew out cigarette smoke. “You don’t need to feel any guilt for my situation, it was my choice. It was all my choice. I caused all of this.”

Blitzo put a comforting hand on Stolas’ shoulder.

“Well, she’ll understand eventually.”

Rolando: “Nope!”

“You just gotta give her time,” Blitzo said.

“Blitz…” Stolas sighed. “She’s gone. For one hundred years, she’s gone.”

Rolando: “Yes, yes, give into your despair, Stolas.”

“And after all that time, she’ll never forgive me. I’ll be a stranger to her.”

Blitzo added, “You know my twin sister…she hates me too, for something that I did.”

Rolando: “How does it feel, Blitzo, knowing you’ll never see Barbie Wire again?! Heh? Heh?”

“And I miss her every day. We were so fucking close you know, we…it’s a shitty feeling. But…you just gotta keep trying.”

“Yes. Of course.” Stolas breathed out more smoke.

“No ‘O’! Get your ass in here!” called Russ, one of Loona’s friends, peering out the sliding door. “We’re starting the games!”

Loona perched her arms on his head. “Yeah, I need you to show up Russ!”

“Hey, I’ll be back in just a sec, ‘kay?” Blitzo called to them.

“Sounds like, uh…they want me back in there…” Blitzo chuckled.

“Go enjoy your Sinsmas, Blitz,” Stolas said sadly. “I’m fine. You don’t have to stay here with me.”

Blitzo smiled and climbed up onto the railing.

“What are you doing?” Stolas asked.

Rolando: “JUMP LITTLE ONE, JUMP!”

“Well, I can’t fucking dance with you without…come here…getting inventive.”

They danced and spun around.

Rolando: *groans* “Oh come on!”

“Hah. I imagine we look ridiculous right now,” Stolas mentioned.

Blitzo scoffed. “Yeah, like that’s anything new. I mean, look at me, I’m like four feet tall and you? You’re like the size of one of those really very tall, tall horses.”

“Never really seemed to be an issue,” Stolas said with a chuckle. “I guess you were just…creative.”

“Only as creative as you were flexible,” said Blitzo.

Stolas laughed as he was lowered down in a dance, with Blitzo over him, kicking up his tall leg. A sparkling full moon shone in the sky.

They looked at each other in genuine friendship…both equals at last. They embraced in a warm hug, both of them hopeful of what would come next. Stolas stared at the moon, uncertain, then closed his eyes, thankful to have his friend and partner with him.

Rolando: *breathes heavily* “Whoa-ho-ho-ho shit! That was one titilator of an episode! I did not expect to get so emotional with this one. Well, that was the last one…”

“Wait, don’t go anywhere mortal! I almost forgot, I have a special Sinsmas song for you. Ready to hear it?”

“I don’t want a lot for Sinsmas

There’s just one thing I need

I don’t care much for humans

But I would like their fears to feed

I just want them for my own

Laughing as they shriek and moan

Make my wish come true

All I want for Sinsmas is you

I don’t want a lot for Sinsmas

There’s just one thing I need

I don’t care much for humans

But I would like their fears to feed

I don’t need to fight demons and cause strife

I just need negativity and a chance to come back to life

I just want them for my own

Laughing as they shriek and moan

Make my wish come true

All I want for Sinsmas is you

I won’t ask for much this Sinsmas

I won’t even wish for fame

I’m just gonna keep on waiting ‘til I can shame Blitzo’s name

Fate, won’t you give me the revenge I need?

Won’t you bring that Blitzo dead to me?

‘Cause I want you here tonight

Trembling and sobbing in fright

What more can I do?

Oh yeah, all I want for Sinsmas is you

You, little one

Oh, I won’t ask for much this Sinsmas

This is all I’m asking for

I just wanna see crying mortals

Chained up right outside my door!

I just want them for my own

Laughing as they shriek and moan

Make my wish come true

Oh yeah, all I want for Sinsmas is you

Yooou, little one

All I want for Sinsmas is you, little one

All I want for Sinsmas is you, little one”

Rolando: “Any last words before I feast on your fears?”

Rolando: “Wait…you want me to react to…WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO START AT THE BEGINNING?! SEASONS 1, 2, 3, AND 4, WITHOUT ME IN THEM! NO, NO…!”

Rolando: *deep breaths* “Look, it’s been a crazy night and I’ve been incredibly lonely for who knows how long. Tell you what, I’ll react to the episodes if you want, and I won’t even feast on your fears. How does that sound? Since you can’t bring me back to life, I do want one little favor…”

…

“Yes, you heard me. I want my own show and my own episodes since ‘Helluva Boss’ thinks it’s dandy to make me a one-show Halloween cameo! You say it’ll never happen? Well make it happen! Unless you want me to dig inside your mind when you come back?”

Rolando: “You think I can’t do it? Try me…I’ll see you again real soon…”

#helluvaboss #rolando #sinsmas

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— FIVE SONGS TO DESCRIBE ARACHNE

THE FRUITS by Paris Paloma — "Angel", he calls me, does he know that I'm falling from a precipice that I tripped off long ago? "You're so pure", he says, does he know I'm forsaken? The original sinner, but soon, he'll know. For if I'm going down, I guess I'll take you with me, naked in that garden, back at the beginning. And now in your arms, you're faithless, for you pitched me, against your holy Father, and it seems that I am winning.

AMERICAN HORROW SHOW by SNOW WIFE — I'm a stone cold monster, I could be your little monster. I'm a stone cold monster, I could be your little. I kiss freaks that treat me like an animal. Fuck on me and eat me like a cannibal. I'm miss fish, that Rocky Horror Picture hoe. They call me an American Horror Show.

CULT LEADER by KING MALA —I don't need your roses, I like men on their knees. Praying up to their god, seeing visions of me. I'm a cult leader, mind reader, heart eater, fear feeder, say I'm your favorite preacher. If I wasn't a narcissist, I wouldn't like me either. I'm a cult leader, best believe that she's a keeper, Grim Reaper looking for my cheerleaders. If it's between love and money, I'd rather have neither.

EXES by Tate McRae—I'm a, I'm a, I'm a wild ride that never stops. I'm a, I'm a, I'm a hard case they can't unlock. And I, and I swear I care a lot, just not enough, let's just say it is what it is and was what it was. (Kiss-kiss-kiss-) Kisses to my exes who don't give a shit about me. Kisses, kisses to the next ones who think they can live without me. We make up, then we break up, then they swear they'll never call me, but I still keep their number and their necklace, kisses to my exes.

KING by Bianca — I get asked why I'm like this from the ones who've run scared. Tell me I'm causing damage, but I kinda don't care. Something crossed in my wires, mmm, I don't feel when it stings. Yeah, I like starting fires and the chaos it brings. What falls down gets me higher, makes me feel like a king. I wanna feel like a king.

tagged by: @ruinedsoulsrp tagging: whoever sees this and wan

#— arachne. / isms. —

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xxacid-milkixx · 2 years ago

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my favroite candies (some of them i cant eat anymore because my teeth are disintegrating)

rock candy

DAWG ! fuckkkk so good, i always choose the pink ones

2. PIXY STICKS (EVEN THE OFF BRAND)

this machine was at Kids Quest (daycare inside mohegan sun casino) and it was fuckin LIT AFFFFFFF (straight up me in the background)

3. SPONGEBOB POPSCILE

its not a candy but i got one of these shits everyday at the casino daycare !! MMM !

4.sweidjh fish aoooow shittttt

how tf they swedish doe

5. salt water taffys

THESE SHITS AR FIRE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! got them from going on a fieldtrip in middle school at a marina and idk wut it was but i do remeber buying these and i cant eat them now because i can feel my teeth desolving and my cavties getting deepr

6. candy. buttons

these things are the epitome of innocence

7.pop rox

maybe i just like rocks

i mean smarties are always good; trying to eat a candy bracelet while its pulling your arm hair and youre slobbering all over your arm is so aesethetic tho

9. cotton candu

dawg everyone loves cotton candy

10. push pops

omfggggg

11. ring popz

SUCK

12. bby botle pops

if a ring pop doesnt make you look cool, these definitly will make you look sick af on the playground

13. gum tabs

used to get these at the mall or doller store. idk what it is abou this shape, but it NEEDS 2 B IN MY MOUTH

14. PEZ

they were always sweet ! never acidic, which is great cuz i have sensitive teeth

15. mamba

MAMBO #5 !!!!!!!!!!!!!

16. air hedz

all of them were good but watermelon was the best tbf

17. BONUS ! KYOSHIN SAKURANBO SQUARES

idk what it is about these but theyre so good

18. TAMAGO BOOROS

i cant find these on google but i loved them so much i kept them as a pencil holder. i ate the whole jar in one day, there these little balls made of milk flour and eggs n shit and they LITTERALLY melt in your mouth. and i love the little cow dude.

#nostalgia #nostalgia candy #candies #candy #2000s #2000s candy #casino #mohegan sun #kids quest #japanese candy #classic candy #aesthetic #high school

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punigamefoodie · 2 years ago

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Chili Dog Variations

Brainiac Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Spagonia location. Eat it and it will make you smarter! Or not."

Chip: "Oh! What have we here? My intellectual curiosity is piqued!"

Breezy Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Apotos location. It smells like the fresh Apotos sea breeze!"

Chip: "This tastes so light and refreshing. Suddenly I'm in a great mood!"

Chilly Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Holoska location. Inspired by the local climate? You be the judge."

Chip: "Hey, this hot dog is frozen solid! But not bad--kind of crunchy."

Doggone Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Eggmanland location. "It's Doggone delicious!""

Chip: "Mmm, wow! This is doggone good! All this fighting must've made me hungry."

Historic Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Chun-nan location. Some say its origins predate human history. (Wait…)"

Chip: "Hmm, tastes mysterious. It's almost as if I can feel my mind clearing!"

Sandy Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Shamar location. Hey, is that SAND sprinkled on top?"

Chip: "Huh? Tastes… gravelly… But I think I like the complex flavor."

Seafood Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Adabat location. Smells fishy… and why is it soggy?"

Chip: "Whoa! What's this fish doing in here? Weird…but pretty darn tasty!"

Scorcher Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Mazuri location. The sun's scorching heat has given it that extra crunch."

Chip: "One nibble gave me this HUGE surge of strength. Heeyah! I am on fire!"

Urban Dog - "Sold only at Don Fachio's Empire City location. Bumpkins beware: the taste may be too much for you."

Chip: "Yee-haw! I am pumped! What did they put in this hot dog?"

#sonic unleashed #sonic team #video game food

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stardewremixed · 2 years ago

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First Day of Fall

a little late on this... 1st day of fall... what are the Stardewies doing?

Abigail - pumpkin spice cookies, pumpkin creamer in coffee, pumpkin pie, pumpkin colored wool scarves, pumpkin socks, pumpkin bread, pumpkin biscotti, pumpkin spice candles, pumpkin everything!

Alex - IT’S GRIDBALL SEASON! Tell your friends. Busting out his jersey and face paint, ready to toss the ball around in the yard or on the beach with anyone who happens by and in front of the TV the moment a game starts with pizza and popcorn and snacks.

Elliott - watching the sunset over the ocean, admiring the changes in the season

Emily - sewing her Spirits Eve costume and inevitably making Haley’s also

Haley - taking photos of all the fall foliage

Harvey - an apple a day keeps the doc... oh wait! Apple season is delightful anyhow.

Leah - sculpting a turkey piece for the Valley Friendsgiving celebration

Maru - daydreaming about an fall dance in the fixed-up Community Center

Penny - reading spooky stories near the graveyard

Sam - raking leaves in the yard, jumping in the pile with Vince, and then starting all over again

Sebastian - playing a video game (what else?) slupring back pumpkin soup until forced to go on an autumn hike with his family

Shane - helping Marnie bake pies in the kitchen (taste testing is fun) and he doesn’t have anything better to do

Caroline - perusing magazines for fall recipes and activities

Clint - working... but a nice autumn ale at the Stardrop sounds nice

Demetrius - observing the changes in fall flora and fauna and taking notes for his scientific findings

Evelyn - picking fall flowers for a small arrangement on the kitchen table

George - complaining that it’s a day like any other day, but secretly glad kids are back in school as it’s quieter

Gunther - setting up the new display of harvest traditions in ancient times at the museum/library

Gus - rotating to the autumn menu - cinnamon apple butter pancakes for the Sunday brunch is a town fave!

Jas - searching for butterflies, toadstools, and little fairies in the Cindersap Forest

Jodi - offering up prayers to Yoba for a good harvest to bless the town

Kent - roasting hazelnuts in the backyard firepit

Lewis - yay! It’s Autumn’s Bounty season again.

Linus - looking for root vegetables like yams... nothing like a fire-roasted yam and a bit of butter.

Marnie - baking a million pumpkin pies for everyone in town, and then putting an autumn leaf in her hair when she heads to the Stardrop

Morris - raising membership prices now that people are flooding in for pre-baked apple pies, candy corn, popcorn balls, and caramel apples

Pam - looking for Linus to try and bum some of the man’s yams to make glazed yams... maybe Penny will come home and eat dinner tonight.

Pierre - arguing with Caroline about his refusal to stock corn in the store (he has a whole conspiracy theory about the horrors of corn syrup)

Robin - leading everyone on an autumn mountain hike (”forced family fun” as Sebastian likes to call it)

Vincent - playing in a leaf pile with Sam (giggling when his mom asks why there are leaves in his hair)

Willy - decorating his shop with a fall theme - pumpkins right outside the door - and whipping up a fish dinner with julienned squash, carrots, and zucchini (mmm... I’m eating dinner at Willy’s house tonight)

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sometimes-sleeby-octopus · 3 years ago

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And the World Began Anew (Stanley and the Narrator Have Feelings Part 7)

WARNING: Cliche/Cheesy, Really Bad because I just had to ramble on with my world building, The fire is candle worthy but this slow burn is getting ridiculous, totally skippable but in case you’re desperate it’s here lol, short

As they continued to walk, Stanley couldn’t stop thinking about the night before. It still tingled on his skin and he had never been so close to Narry before. No resets could stop him shouting his love from the roof tops now. But something else in him did. The narrator had said it would never be the same, and it wasn’t, but it was wonderful. Even so, he wasn’t sure if the narrator felt the same way as he did.

Newsflash: Narry totally felt the same way and was also thinking about the night before. He had bore what was literally his entire self to Stanley and was simply met with affection and acceptance and awe. He never would have thought anyone to think him that way. It left him so warm inside and he would’ve kissed Stanley right then and there if he didn’t have the fear that the other’s feelings had faded in the romantic sense.

They really were idiots and the Adventure line was pissed out of their mind again. It was so damn clear to them, but they had tried everything within their power, so giving it time was their only option left.

It certainly wasn’t a bad time for the creature to let it go for they were the first one to spot a town in the distance.

“Look! Houses!” they yelled.

The being and the human snapped out of their trances and stared out into the distance. Stanley began to sprint.

“If we run, we’ll get there in a few minutes!” he cheered.

“Wait up for me, dear boy!”

While it did take more like twenty minutes, the three were in very good spirits as they panted at front of the town. Once they had composed themselves, they entered, and the smell of the market’s food filled the air.

“Mmm, it’s been so long since I’ve had real food…” the human said wistfully before sighing, “I really should have brought money. Oh well, ‘not like I knew where it was anyway.”

The narrator grinned at that as he fished some bills out of his chest cavity.

“I always plan for these things, Stanley, so you’re welcome!”

Stanley lit up like a child on Christmas and squeezed his companion.

“Thank you, Narry!!!”

His companion blushed.

“Of course, dear boy.”

===

The narrator bought food such as bread, cheese, fruits, and veggies for later while Stanley and the Adventure line waited for warm sandwiches. He asked for suggestions and descriptions since food was not a crux of his knowledge, and Stanley had some interesting ones that made him wish he could eat. Bread and apples caught his interest, for one was squishy and the other was firm and bright. He had gotten a lot of food that looked interesting, and just a lot of food in general.

“Stanley! A little help, please!”

The human came running and took some of the groceries bashfully.

“Sorry!”

“It’s alright! Were the sandwiches good?”

“Yeah! You should’ve seen Adventure Line, it was hilarious!”

After finishing his story about the adventure line absolutely devouring their sandwich and picking up said creature, Stanley looked around with the narrator for a hotel since they still had a good chunk of money.

“Where do you even get the money from?” the human asked.

“I made it,” the robotic figure said proudly.

“What??? How???”

“It’s not living, so it was fairly easy to make it out of my infinite matter. Plus it’s flexible.”

“…Could you build a house?”

“I’m afraid not because of the wood parts.”

“Ah, makes sense. We can just buy a house later then.”

After walking for a bit longer, a hotel was found and Stanley and the Narrator got one of the last rooms. And oh no, there was only one bed…which was actually cool because the narrator needed a break from their “metal prison” as they joked. Stanley was more than happy to oblige and Narry was more than happy he felt that way. Adventure Line was both happy and upsetti-spaghetti because their plan didn’t work out this well.

Once everyone’s teeth were brushed and all that, the line curled up into the pile of pillows and the human tucked themself under the covers. The narrator ruffled his hair affectionately before snuggling into Stanley’s body.

Needless to say, everyone slept soundly that night.

#tsp #tspud #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #the Stanley parable #stanarrator #stanley x narrator #narrator x Stanley #the adventure line is a very pissy snake essentially

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kassie-peaches · 3 years ago

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late night things they do

just something um idk really its 5:37am

just my boys <3

including: Katsuki Bakugou, Eijirou Kirishima, Sero Hanta, Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Shoto Todoroki, Midoriya Izuku

Denki Kaminari

i feel like he was trying to play his game before he went to bed and he just couldnt beat it and so its been on his mind

so now here he is playing at 2:17am

"stupid daMN GAME!!" "...my phone dIED OH FIDDLE STICKS"

Eijirou Kirishima

watching romantic comedies while eating some semi-burnt popcorn because they are lowkey fire

"this is so cute" is said by Eijiro as he chuckles

Tenya Iida

on the off chance he IS awake at an ungodly hour i think he would be humming some inappropriate song or meme that he heard before bed lol

you know the 'pussy tight, pussy clean, pussy fresh' meme yea thats his mind or even wap only megan's part replaying or something

"mm mmm it do cartwheels.. mmm mm mm"

Sero Hanta

this mf right here jus hungry lol he tryna decide if he wanna get up and get some fruit snacks or a whole chicken thigh

"damn a ham sandwich sound good asf"

Katsuki Bakugou

the one on tiktok learning things he didnt know under the ' i was today years old' tag

"HOLY FUCK REALLY??" "NO WAY IN HELL WHERE IS MY FUCKING PENCIL"

Shoto Todoroki

no thoughts. wait scratch that. all the thoughts. you know the ' high thoughts' or 'shower thoughts' he thinking of all the weird shit while looking at the ceiling

"Damn if we need air and can see water can fish see air"

Izuku Midoriya

Watching All Might conspiracy theories laughing at the insane and farfetched ones to think about it every time he looks at All Might

"he does kind of look like the brother of All For One..."

#mha boys #bnha headcanons #mha x reader #♡kassie peaches♡#mha imagines #mha headcanons

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lotusss-flowerbomb · 4 years ago

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Nice To Meet You

Bucky x Wilson!reader

Warnings: 18+, Smut (duh, so kids go home.), Godzilla Vs Kong spoiler

A/N: I’m trying to get back to it. I’m so rusty, so please bear with me. 😩

Also, this story has unprotected sex. Remember that this is just fiction and if he ain’t got no rubber then he can’t be your lover.

Word Count: 3,554 (My bad.)

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You pulled into the driveway of the home you shared with your older siblings and nephews. You popped the trunk before getting out in preparation to get the many groceries you'd just bought.

You were bent over in the trunk when you heard a man's voice.

"Excuse me?" He called out.

You stopped what you were doing and turned to him. "Yes?"

"Hi, I'm looking for Sam Wilson, does he live here?" He asked.

"Yes, he does, but he isn't here right now." You answered.

"Oh okay, um, I'm —" he started.

"I know who you are," you interrupted him. I'm Y/N Wilson."

"I didn't know Sam was married," he said shocked.

You turned around and pulled a case of water from the trunk and gave it to him. Then sat another on top of it.

"I'm not Sam's wife. I'm his youngest sister." You told him and hooked bags onto his arms. "This way," you led him to the large porch and into the house.

You walked him into the kitchen where he set everything down, thanked him and pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge for him.

"I didn't know Sam had a sister. It's nice to meet you," he reached out to shake your hand.

You grabbed the gloved hand and shook it.

"Sam won't be back until tomorrow. He and Sarah went to get supplies for the boat a few towns over and they’re staying the night."

"Sam has a boat?" He asked, confused.

"What exactly do you know about my brother?"

"Not much, I guess," he shrugged.

"Wow, a man risks his life and has to go on the run for two years because of you and you couldn't take the time to ask him about his life or family?" You raised your brow at him.

"Okay, I deserved that," he agreed.

"Mmm hmm," you turned to put the groceries away.

"Uh, I'll come back tomorrow when Sam's here."

"How'd you get here? I didn't see a car out there."

"I kind of walked from the bus station," he scratched the back of his neck.

"And where are you staying?" You followed up.

"I'm good at figuring those things out."

"Right," you rolled your eyes. "You can stay here tonight. I have to meet my brother and sister at the docks tomorrow and we can just ride up together."

"Oh, no, I don't want to impose. I'll be fine." He insisted.

"Have you eaten?" You asked.

His stomach decided to growl loudly at that moment. It wasn't exactly unusual for Bucky to forget to eat.

"I'm gonna fry some fish for lunch. The guest room is the third room on the left upstairs. You can put your things in there. Also, lose the gloves. You don't have to hide who you are here."

Bucky smiled at your back and followed your instructions. He looked at all of the family photos on the wall as he made his way to the room.

He felt bad for the twinge of jealousy in the pit of his stomach at how happy you all looked. He wished he still had photos of his family to look back on.

Bucky put his bag on the big plush bed and changed his shirt. He was happy you said he didn't have to hide who he was there. It was hot as hell with those gloves on.

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When he returned to the kitchen you were already outside lighting up the deep fryer.

"Anything I can help with?" He asked when he walked out onto the deck.

"Absolutely, you can make the salad," you handed him the ingredients and a knife.

The two of you worked in silence until you were finished and sat down to eat.

"Thank you for letting me stay here," he finally said.

"Of course, you're Sam's friend."

"I don't know about friends. More like coworkers," he laughed.

"Wow, is that a smile? You should do it more often. It's nice." You suggested.

Bucky turned red. He couldn't remember when he was complimented last for a non violent act.

"So, why are you here, Mr. Barnes?"

"Just needed to talk to Sam about some things and you can call me Bucky."

"I hope you aren't here to talk to him about the shield. We tried to talk him out of it at first, but he made a decision and just like the rest of us, you need to respect that."

"He gave it away," he said with an attitude.

"Actually, he didn't. He put it away, there's a difference. And maybe if you tried to understand his choices instead of having an attitude about it, you'd understand why he did what he did." You matched his fire.

"Either way, I'm taking it back, because he deserves it. He's the only one who should have it."

"I agree, but I won't let you give him anymore shit about what he felt was right."

"I thought Sam was the superhero in this family?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, Sam protects the world and I protect Sam. You should be happy you're talking to me and not Sarah though, she would've punched you by now," you got up and took your empty plate inside.

Bucky chuckled and watched as you walked away. His intention wasn't to come there and talk about the shield, but he still admired the way you had your brother's back.

When you walked back out you had two drinks in your hands. You sat one down in front of him and went to your chair.

"What's this?" He asked, looking at the red and orange drink.

"A tequila sunrise. Heavy on the tequila," you sipped from your straw.

"You know I can't get drunk, right?"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, the serum speeds up my metabolism, so I can't get drunk," he shrugged as he took a huge gulp.

"I'm sure that sucks."

"You have no idea."

You sat outside and talked until the sun went down and then you went inside to clean up the kitchen. You washed dishes while Bucky dried them off and put them away.

Bucky's phone was sitting on the table when you first heard the familiar dating app notification sound. You ignored it, but by the third time you finally asked if he was gonna check it.

"It's probably no one," he said.

"No one? You're getting matches like crazy. Let's see if they're any good," you picked up the phone.

"What? No, absolutely not." He took the phone from you.

"Why not? You could potentially find the love of your life out here," you sat down and patted the seat of the chair next to you.

He finally gave in and sat next to you. Bucky opened his dating app and the two of you looked through his potential baes. He was swiping left on most of them so quick that you had to stop him.

"You're not even reading their bios. Give it a chance, jeez."

He slowed down a bit.

"Melissa, likes long walks on the beach and playing in the mud? Next." He swiped.

"Ooh, she's cute. Ella, an aspiring model who loves comedy. And look at that, her favorite movie is Robocop," you bit your lip to hold in your laugh.

"You're worse than Sam," he said annoyed and put his phone away. “And it’s Robocop 3. That’s like the worst one.”

"Oh come on, Bucky, give her a chance she has two dogs!" You laughed.

"I'm more of a cat guy actually," he said.

"You're adorable," you continued laughing, “let's go watch a movie," you put your hand out for him to grab and led him into the front room.

You turned on the TV and scrolled through for something to watch and finally settled on Godzilla Vs Kong figuring the action would be fun.

"Five bucks says Godzilla kicks the crap out of Kong," you said.

"What?? King Kong was first. It's only right that he reigns supreme in this situation," he countered.

"Put up or shut up, Buck," you shrugged.

He pulled the money from his wallet and sat it on the table.

Halfway through the movie you were both talking smack to one another. Bucky hadn't even realized how comfortable he'd become. Your legs were across his lap and he was holding them in place. Casually rubbing circles on your thigh every few minutes.

When Godzilla pinned Kong down and the fight seemed to be over, you jumped up in celebration.

"Yessss!!!! The dinosaur for the winnnn!!" You danced in front of him.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, show off," he chuckled.

You finished the remainder of the movie teasing one another along the way, when it ended you went up to get ready for bed.

*******

Once you were done with your shower you put on your pajamas and went to the guest room to check on Bucky.

He was standing in the window shirtless with his jeans unbuttoned looking out into the dark yard. You stared at his back. Your eyes tracing his entire body.

You shifted your stance as you felt your body starting to react to the sight of him. Your pussy was getting wet causing you to forget why you'd even gone to the room in the first place.

"Everything okay?" You heard his voice break your thoughts.

"Hmm? Um, yeah, I was just coming to make sure you didn't need anything before I went to bed?"

"No, I'm okay, thank you." He smirked. "You know you can just ask whatever you want to know."

You walked further into the room never taking your eyes off where his flesh ended and his metal arm began. You reached up to touch him and he flexed his arm a little causing the plates to shift.

You jumped back slightly before running your finger down the cool metal and then touching the scar he had.

"Does it hurt?" You asked quietly.

"Not anymore, but I still remember the pain," he answered.

"You're a nice guy, Bucky and I really wish that this never had to happen to you. Although, I can't lie and say that I don't think it's really cool." You ran your fingers over the metal again.

He took your chin in between his fingers and redirected your gaze to his eyes. He's wanted to kiss you since lunch and has been doing his best to hold back out of respect for his friend.

"Can I kiss you?" He said barely above a whisper.

You didn't even answer, just pressed your lips to his. The kiss was needy. You'd both been craving each other all day. He let his hands fall to the small of your back and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Bucky picked you up and was leading you over to the bed when you could hear your phone ringing in the other room. You broke the kiss and he lowered you to the floor.

"Shit!" You ran from the room.

You picked up the phone and saw that it was Sam trying to FaceTime you. You hurried to answer.

"Hey bro!" You said happily.

"What you doing? What took you so long?" He immediately asked.

"I was downstairs when I heard the phone, rudeness," you lied.

Sam just looked at you. He could always tell when you were lying. Even one as small as that. You decided to switch the subject before he asked more questions.

"Hey so guess who stopped by?" You said as you walked down the hall to the other room.

You peeked into the guest room before going in. Bucky had put his shirt back on and stood when he saw you coming in. You stood next to him and put him in the camera.

" Hi, Sam," Bucky said dryly.

It may have seemed like a normal greeting, but he was really annoyed that he'd interrupted a moment he'd built up the courage to have all day.

"Hey, what are you doing in my house Wall-E?" He chuckled.

"I came to talk to you, but you're obviously not here."

"Yeah, I put him up in the guest room for the night and we'll meet you down at the docks tomorrow."

"Alright... You'd better not be getting sweet on my baby sister either," he cut his eyes at Bucky.

"First of all, my sex life is none of your business. Secondly, there is no sweetness." You rolled your eyes. "Where's Sarah?"

"You know she needs an hour long shower before bed just like you," he responded in a snarky tone.

"Well, I'm going to bed, so tell her I said goodnight. I love y'all and we'll see you tomorrow." You said before hanging up.

You put your phone on the charger for the night and when you turned around Bucky was standing at the door.

"Goodness!" You yelled as you pressed a hand to your chest.

He didn't say anything, just rushed over and started kissing you again. This time, even hungrier.

Your tongues met and your body tingled. His hand gripped beneath your thigh as the other held him up.

You broke the kiss to pull his shirt over his head. The few seconds felt like an eternity for Bucky. He never wanted to take his lips off you, but he did once more.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked as he trailed kisses down your body.

He was finally on his knees in front of you. Face in between your thighs.

"I need to hear you say it, doll." He kissed one thigh.

"Yes," you breathed.

"Yes, what?" He kissed the other thigh further down.

"I'm sure, Bucky. I want you. Please," you buried your fingers in his hair.

He licked your clit slowly at first. Taking you all in and tasting your nectar. It had been so damn long since he had such a pretty pussy in his face.

You could hear him moaning as he sucked and slurped on your clit.

"Ooh, fuck baby, yes," you moaned.

Bucky's dick was screaming for release from his jeans. It was pressing hard against the fabric and ready for your touch, but he wasn't done with you just yet.

He spread your thighs wider and stuck his tongue in your tight pussy. He tongue fucked you until you felt your first orgasm approaching. You reached down and started rubbing your clit.

"Yeah, play with that pussy. Good girl," he praised.

You rubbed faster. Bucky stuck his tongue back inside and let you fuck his face some more. Your legs shook and the warm juices flowed onto his tongue. He moved your hand and licked from your hole to your clit.

"Told you I was more of a cat guy," he smiled.

"Shut up and share," you grabbed his face and stuck your tongue out to taste yourself on his lips.

You pushed his pants down and tried to flip him, so you could take him into your mouth, but he wouldn't budge.

"No, need you now," he said as he slowly pushed inside of you. "Fuck," he said in your ear.

He paused. He knew that if he moved he'd embarrass himself for sure, but you were so wet and tight. Fitting him perfectly.

Bucky buried his face in the crook of your neck as he slowly started to move inside of you. Allowing you to adjust to him without hurting you too much.

"You feel so good."

Hearing you say that made him pick up the pace. He rolled his hips faster and pushed your knees to your chest. He wanted you to feel every last inch of him inside of you.

He ripped your night shirt in half and exposed your breasts, watching them jiggle as he slammed into your pussy.

Now he wanted to watch something else jiggle, so he pulled out and turned you on to your stomach. He pulled you up by the waist onto your knees and slid his hard cock back inside of you.

"Fuck me," he demanded as he slapped each of your ass cheeks.

You obliged and threw your ass back on his slick coated dick and he watched your ass bounce in the process. He knew he wasn't going to last long like this.

"That's it, doll, fuck me. I wanna cum in that pretty little mouth of yours." He said.

His words caused you to cum. Your pussy clenched around him so tight and you knew when you heard the soft, "Oh fuck," leave his lips that he was about to explode.

Bucky pulled out of you and stood on the bed. He pumped his warm thickness into your waiting mouth while moaning loudly.

When he was done, you let some of the cum drip from your tongue. He slapped his dick in it and you swallowed the rest.

"Good girl," he dropped to his knees and kissed you roughly.

He fell back onto the bed taking you with him. You laid on his arm and traced his jawline with your finger.

"You're beautiful," he said to you.

"Thank you," you smiled.

"Should I start you another bath?"

"No, I can take one in the morning."

"Good, because I don't want you to leave anyway." He kissed your forehead.

"Get some rest," you told him.

He looked tired and you could tell that he sleeps horribly at night.

Bucky closed his eyes. You waited for a few minutes before going to the bathroom to clean up. When you came back and laid down, he immediately wrapped his arms around you.

You snuggled into his chest and drifted off to sleep.

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When you awoke the next morning Bucky's arms were still wrapped around you.

"Good morning," he said and planted a kiss on your shoulder.

"How'd you know I was awake?" Your voice still laced with sleep.

"Your breathing changed," he kissed you again.

You could feel his hard cock pressing against your ass. His metal hand traced a cool trail between your breasts and down to your clit.

You spread your legs to give him better access and then your phone started ringing. You rolled eyes when you saw Sam's name. This is the second time he's ruined your moment.

"Hello?" You answered with an attitude.

"Well good morning to you too, sunshine," he said.

"Samuel, it's literally," you looked at your phone for the time, "shit, it's 10am??"

"Yeah, exactly you slept in. Get your butt up."

Bucky didn't care that Sam was on the phone. He slid his fingers inside your pussy and pumped them slowly. Your body quivered beneath his touch.

"I'm getting — I'll call you when we're on the way." You quickly hung up.

Bucky chuckled. He moved his fingers faster inside of you and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

Your orgasm was so close and then he pulled his fingers out. Your eyes popped open and the satisfied smirk on his face let you know that he'd done it on purpose.

"Next time, don't answer the phone, doll." He kissed your lips and walked towards the door. "Oh and don't even think about touching yourself." He said before he disappeared.

He was out of his mind. You quickly grabbed your toy from your drawer and went into the bathroom. You turned on the shower and sucked the vibrator into your mouth to wet it.

You put your foot up on the tub and slowly fucked yourself with the toy. Your eyes were pinched shut and you were so into what you were feeling that you hadn't heard the door open.

Bucky watched as you pleasured yourself. He was turned on by the sight, but pissed, because he told you not to. He walked over and snatched the toy from you. Covering your mouth, so you couldn't scream.

"Now, I remember telling you not to do this, doll." He moved his hand and nipped at your collar bone.

"No, you told me not to touch myself. I used the toy," you said.

"Real cute," he growled.

He put the toy on the counter and walked you into the shower. He got down on his knees and started eating your pussy again.

He should've been punishing you, but instead he was treating himself. Bucky knew in that moment that you were now his addiction.

You gripped his hair while he held on to the leg that was thrown over his shoulder.

"I want to feel you. Please," you begged.

He wanted to deny you, but he simply couldn't. Your wish was his command.

He stood and lifted you up, slowly sliding you down on his hard dick. He was sure to keep you against the wall, so your hair wouldn't get wet.

Bucky fucked into you slowly. Enjoying the feeling of your slick walls. He wanted to stay inside of you forever.

"I'm gonna cum, baby!" You mewled.

You heard him grunt in response. He was close himself and when you tighten your grip around him he exploded inside of you.

You bit his neck as your own orgasm washed over you. He finally let you down and the two of you finished the shower together.

Bucky had no clue how he'd break this news to Sam, but he knew he had to, because there was no way he wanted to ever go without your touch again.

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