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Schleim “ist wandelhaft in seinem Verhalten, er ist das Material der Grenzflächen oder Interfaces und er besetzt eine einzigartige Position in unserer Imagination. Wer ihn erstmals bewusst und in all seinen Ausformungen ins Auge fasst, sieht eine andere als die altbekannte Welt.”
Das Buch vom Schleim, Susanne Wedlich
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when you get lost
possessive unhealthy behaviors! heavily implied yandere
SUNDAY
you were only supposed to be gone for a few hours, doing shopping around the dreamscape. of course, sunday would be damned if he didn’t assign designated oak family agents to closely accompany you all day. you are, after all, mr. sunday’s precious darling.
but he could only blame the incompetence of these agents for losing you. he will have to punish their families quite severely, he thinks to himself. this could only be an act of treason, sunday reasons.
his wings twitch in annoyance.
“i suppose any good pet returns to their master after they’ve realized what an unforgiving world we live in,” he muses
and would he be the head of the oak family if he wasn’t always correct?
there you were, shivering in his doorway, dripping like a wet puppy.
poor (y/n), he thinks. how likely of you to be entranced by street performers and wander off like a child. stars fill your eyes, struggling to take in all the gleaming lights. you are enchanted by these sights for quite some time, until you realize you are lost.
suddenly, the world wasn’t quite as beautiful.
you shakingly walk over to sunday, looking up at him through tear soaked lashes. he tsks before brushing your hair out of your face.
“my dear, how ever did you get lost?” his gloved hand caresses your hair. “i’m afraid i’ve been so careless with you,” how could he let you, a poor, stupid thing, leave his sights again?
“you worry me too much, my dear”
“i’m sorry—“
he pressed a finger to your lips
“as the head of the oak family, i must protect all of my citizens. including you.”
“you best not leave the estate at all.”
JINGYUAN
when jingyuan is informed of you never returning from your outing, he abandons the stacks of paper work at hand. he truly wonders if you just enjoy the punishment at this point.
you had fallen asleep at the base of a tree after a long day of entertaining friends and family. you just needed a break.
deep into your slumber, you felt a raindrop hit your face. groggily, you open your eyes to finally see rain puttering down upon your head. you curse silently before a loud clap of thunder surprises you. however, the thunder was quickly drowned out by the sound of hundreds of armor clanking towards you.
you rub your eyes, only to finally see yourself suddenly surrounded by cloud knights. your stomach drops. how long had you been asleep, you wonder anxiously.
oh no, jingyuan will be—
speak of the devil.
the cloud knights part to make way for the general himself.
the thunder crashing and downpour don’t feel as threatening now that he had shown up. and of course, with the lion.
he silently picks you up bridal style, and you do not dare fight it. you only just recovered your legs recently, after all.
“may i suggest that you take a nap in my sights next time?” ah, but he didn’t really mean that there would ever be a next time.
“yes, general.” you mumble
he gently, but firmly, takes your chin. “you need not maintain formalities, my love,”
“however, as your general, i do not wish to have to imprison you for high treason.”
your eyes widened. high treason?
he lowers his head until his lips are against your ears. “you are my spouse and it is your duty to be as such”
“you cannot absolve yourself of this duty for as long as the mara-struck live.”
VENTI
venti knew you were lost.
there was nowhere in mondstadt where you could ever wander off to where he wouldn’t know your every move. he admired your furrowed brow and how you chewed anxiously on your bottom lip. you were lost, indeed.
oh dear, it seemed as if you were about to walk through an area notoriously frequented by hilichurls and slimes. he thinks to himself that you’ll just have to learn your lesson.
he watches as the hilichurls take notice of you and alert the others.
he only watches as he watches one notch an arrow and lets it soar, narrowly missing, yet scraping your leg.
you yelp out in pain and he almost gets the urge to help you.
but maybe in a little while.
the anemo archon is amused by how you fumble to grasp your sword imbued with your (element) vision. he makes a face, revolted by the reminder of how one of his fellow seven had blessed you, his darling, with their power before he did.
finally grasping your sword, you swing at the hilichurls charging at you, knocking down a few. the pain in your leg makes it hard to fight but archons, you couldn’t afford to lose.
you stifle back groans as clubs bash against your unarmored back. you feel your head spinning from hours of dehydration and hunger.you swung violently at the monsters, not realizing the commotion your fight was causing.
how did that eye of the storm get there?
when you thought you had finished off the monsters, you felt a strong gust of wind knock you down. dirt and debris swirl around you, filling your lungs. you cough violently, eyes filled with fear at the storm in front of you. no way, you internally scream.
you reach for your sword but it is blown out of your weak grip several feet away. fuck, you had no option other than to crawl away.
just as you thought you were finished, an anemo imbued arrow soars past your head and right into the storm, dissipating it. you whip your head around to see venti, the drunkard bard you had befriended.
“are you alright, (y/n)?” he gazes at you worriedly. tears fill your eyes as you throw your arms around the bard, knocking him back onto the grass.
“t-thank you venti,” you hiccup, burying your head into his shoulder.
he rubs your bruised shoulder soothingly. blood stains his hands and he resists the temptation to taste you. how naive, he thinks.
to think you were so badly spooked by a little wind,
he couldn’t wait to see your reaction to dvalin.
#honkai sr#honkai star rail#hsr x reader#sunday x reader#sunday x you#genshin venti#venti x reader#genshinimpact#genshin impact x reader#jing yuan#jingyuan x reader#hsr x you#hsr jing yuan#genshin x reader#yandere genshin impact#yandere honkai star rail#yandere sunday#yandere venti#yandere jing yuan
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day in the life, abj
a/n: first fic! also i know aggie didn’t play in the derby but i’m ignoring that x
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“morning everyone welcome back to my channel! today i’m finally going to be doing a day in the life after so many requests to do one!”
at fourteen you started a youtube channel just like all your other friends, making random slime videos and gymnastics tutorials with your cousins. which later turned into a channel with over four hundred thousand subscribers.
the gymnastics tutorials and slime videos long gone but now were replaced by vlogs, get ready with mes and q&as.
as of late the vlogs had some cameos of the blonde girl in the background but the two of you had never explicitly mentioned that you were dating.
the city stirred with the promise of a new day as y/n woke to the gentle rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. beside her, aggie lay in peaceful slumber, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with each breath. y/n couldn't help but admire the beauty of her girlfriend, her heart swelling with affection.
the camera was already set up and ready to go catching the intimate women between the two lovers.
with a soft smile y/n leaned in to press a tender kiss to aggie’s forehead, eliciting a soft murmur of contentment from her lover. "good morning baby," y/n whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair from aggie’s face.
aggie stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet y/n’s gaze, a warm smile spreading across her lips. today was special, not just because it was their nine month anniversary, but because they had both decided it was time to officially hard launch their relationship.
after breakfast prepared by y/n, the two set out for a morning stroll through the streets of london. y/n mindlessly spoke to the camera, capturing every moment of their walk, the way aggie's laughter echoed through the streets, the way their fingers intertwined as they walked, the way they stole glances at each other when they thought no one was looking.
after a quick pit stop at the farmers market the duo trudged back to their shared home carrying the heavy paper bags. their second stop of the day was aggie's football match, a london derby at stamford bridge, y/n had been eagerly anticipating for weeks. with her camera rolling, y/n cheered from the stands, her voice heard above the roar of the crowd as aggie showcased her skills.
with each goal chelsea scored, y/n’s pride swelled, her heart bursting with admiration for her talented girlfriend. and when the final whistle blew, signaling chelsea’s victory, y/n couldn't contain her excitement, rushing down to the barriers waiting for aggie so she could wrap aggie in a tight embrace, her camera capturing the raw emotion of the moment.
after the match, aggie and y/n retreated to their apartment, where they indulged in a homemade meal. as they sat across from each other at the table, their conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by laughter and shared memories. the moment was featured in the video with soft music over it.
with their hearts full, aggie and y/n settled in on the couch, snuggled up beneath a blanket as they watched their favorite movie. with y/n’s camera capturing their every shared glance and whispered conversation, they lost themselves in the comfort of each other's company, the outside world fading into the background.
as the night wore on and the credits rolled, aggie and y/n found themselves reluctant to leave the warmth of the couch. but eventually, exhaustion crept in, and they made their way to bed, where they curled up together beneath the covers, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle.
quiet mumbles of goodbyes and thanks for watchings finished off the vlog as in the quiet stillness of the night, aggie and y/n found solace in each other's arms, their breathing syncing in perfect harmony.
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❝ please don’t go— i need. i need someone— i need you. ❞ and ❝ it doesn’t have to mean anything, i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight. and i want to feel good for once. ❞ is making me feel things. honestly needy steve begging to not be lonely sounds lovely but either way ❤️
how could i say goodbye? - steve x gn!reader
no pronouns for reader used; fluff, angst; hurt/comfort; sharing a bed; friends to lovers; love confessions; steve cry :(; brief mention of p*rn section at fam video but nothing in depth!
You’ve seen Steve like this before. Beaten up, bruised, a bit bloody. You’ve seen him wear the scars after. Borrowing Robin’s concealer for a cut lip and making up lies about being a klutz. You’ve bandaged him up, grabbed an ice pack and a handful of ibuprofen and sat them down on his bedside table, taking in his sleeping face before shutting off the light and going home.
This time, he’s scared. Everyone is. The world’s up in smoke and fire and tens of people are missing or dead. You’d wrung your hands the entire walk to Steve’s at 2 am, just as big military vehicles are pulling in. You couldn’t sleep, not knowing what’s become of him, and you’re relieved when his big, dumb house is in view, intact. A warm light on in his bedroom window. His car in the driveway, his dad’s car not.
Steve’s terrified when he opens the door, but his features soften immediately. His shirt’s off. You notice the lacerations on his torso immediately, but Steve’s pulling you in and locking the door before you can ask.
“Did you walk here?” is the first thing he says. You shrug, and he sighs loudly before wrapping you up in his arms. He smells like earth. “I’m sorry I didn’t call.”
“Lines are down anyway,” you mumble into his shoulder, trying not to kiss the skin as much as you want to. “What happened?”
He sighs again. “Not an earthquake.”
“I know.”
“Guess you could tell I needed a nurse, huh?”
You don’t think it’s very funny, but you lead him to the bathroom, picking out the first aid kit you’d last restocked in July. “Think you’ll need to lay down,” you say, gently kicking the cabinet under the sink shut. “Bedroom.”
You work gently and diligently on his stomach. He’d sworn to you it was already disinfected by the same people who partially cleaned him up after Starcourt. You still apply alcohol, much to his dismay. But even when he’s wincing, he’s quiet. Steve’s not known to be quiet. Your anxiety nearly gets the best of you, almost screaming at him when you ask again, “What happened?”
He stares at you for a long time, brown eyes starting to wet. “Not tonight,” he says.
“Robin?”
“She’s alive, too. Almost -“ and he takes a deep breath, pauses when you dab some more isopropyl on his spent skin. “Eddie.” It’s all he says. You bite at your cheek. You didn’t know Eddie well, and you’ve still got a lot of questions - but it’s a confirmation that those you know who usually get into these kinds of messes are okay.
You’re not unaware of the pointed use of the word alive and not okay. He was okay after 1984, and okay again after 1985, but 1986 only brings the word alive.
You use gauze to wrap the cuts on his stomach before taking another once over of him. He’s still so beautiful, even caked with mud and dirt and some weird thick gross slime that he’d only moaned a little don’t ask about. “Your neck,” you whisper, brows furrowing.
He nods a bit. “Hurts.”
You disinfect it, too, gently dabbing him with a cotton pad. “Hurts to swallow? To talk?”
“Mhm.”
“That’s okay,” you soothe, “I’ll stop askin’ questions now.”
“Don’t,” he whispers, suddenly grabbing your wrist. “Keep talking. Please.”
You swallow and nod before continuing your work. “My house is fine. It looks most bad in downtown - I guess you already know that? The phone lines - I said that already. Guess what I did today?”
A hint of a smile. He shrugs a shoulder.
“I finally checked out the porn section at Family Video.”
His smile grows.
“Which I guess was really good timing. But Keith was there - something about how his employees didn’t show up? Do you know anything about that?”
“Nothing,” he mouths.
“I didn’t rent anything,” you continue, “I just wanted to look. And I guess - I guess I just wanted to see you, too.”
His big eyes get all soft again. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” You dab away the last remnants of blood from his neck and pull back to throw the cotton pad in the trash. “Shouldn’t apologize for saving the world.”
You’re prepping a band aid for a cut on his head when he whispers, “We didn’t this time.”
You look back at him in a little bit of shock. Yes, the things always come back. But he’s never come back and said “yeah, we really dropped the ball this time.” He’s always been relatively confident, giving it “an eighty to eighty-five percent chance” that this was the last time.
“Zero percent,” he says, like he’s reading your mind. “We didn’t.”
“Let’s worry about that tomorrow, okay? I saw those big government vehicles - they’ll help.”
He makes a face that tells you everything. They won’t. They don’t know how.
“I’m sorry,” you say, leaning back towards him and resting your hands on his chest.
You see his adam’s apple bob. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it safe for you.”
Steve has never cried before in front of you. He’s gotten close, but just walked away, pinching his nose and coming back a few minutes later like nothing ever happened. But now, he’s crying. It’s soft, a few tears riding down his cheeks.
“Steve.” Your voice cracks. “None of this is your fault. None of it. You can’t save the world. I’m - I’m so happy you’re safe.” You press your tongue to the roof of your mouth, trying to fight off a sob. “I’m just glad you came home.”
He closes his eyes and bites his lip. You move away with your kit, placing it on his desk before moving back to him. You push his hair out of his face softly. “Get some sleep. Okay?”
Steve’s eyes shoot open and he looks scared again. Panicked. He shakes his head and grabs your hands, pulling you into him so far that you almost trip and fall on top of him. “Please don’t go. I need - I need someone. I need you.”
Your heart jumps up to your throat and you swallow thickly. He’s never asked you for this before. And he’s genuine - his eyes are wild and still wet and he looks so, so scared. Scared of losing you.
“Okay,” you whisper. “I’ll get some blankets and -“
“Here,” he says, tugging you in again. “I - look, I know. But it doesn’t have to mean anything. I just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight. I want to feel good for once. I - goddammit. I want you. Please.”
I want you. It rings in your head. I want you.
You move to the other side of the bed and slide under the covers, cuddling up close to him. Steve turns onto his side as best as he can - you’d chosen his good side to lay beside. You wrap him in your arms as he rests his head on your chest. His grip on you is tight and it has to hurt. His muscles have to be screaming at him to stop and rest. But he holds you like you might get taken, too, along with all the others.
And he cries. You feel the tears soaking through your shirt. He tries his best not to make any noise, but he still sniffles and clears his throat. You rake your hand through his hair and hold him as tight as you can, too.
“Steve,” you whisper. “I love you. I just - I had to say it.”
There’s a pause, a shaky breath, before he pushes himself up to kiss you. It’s small and otherwise insignificant, but warm and sweet and what you’ve wanted for years. You’re surprised when he pulls back, but you melt as he whispers, “I love you, too.”
He settles into your chest again, and you resume combing his hair, heart pounding. “I’m here. Okay? I’ll take care of you. Just rest. I love you.”
He sighs and relaxes. “I love you, too.”
#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington hurt/comfort#steve harrington fic#steve harrington#han posts
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"No matter what, we'll always be together"
AU: Real World!
Pair: Rimuru Tempest x F![Name]
OS/IMG/HCS: Oneshot
Summary:Uh oh! Rimuru suddenly comes into your world in which you thought it was a very good cosplay until he started convincing you! What should you do? Should you believe him?
Note:Since Rimuru won the poll and I already had a new idea that was on my mind for a few days, so I thought why not make it already? So here it is!
Let's start with a flashback first...
You were just chilling in your bed watching a new anime that your best friend recommended, you thought it was gonna be very cheesy because of its name 'That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime' but as soon you watched it by the first few episodes, well you immediately became intrigued. As soon you finished the anime, you immediately started reading the manga/Light Novel since you wanted to know more but you well somehow ended up falling in love with a certain slime boy in the anime and his name was Rimuru Tempest you couldn't help it, he caught your attention during watching the anime and reading the manga.
Now let us move to the present...
7:00a.m
Beep!...Beep!
An alarm suddenly rings disturbing the peaceful silence and slumber of a girl with the name of [Name] [L/N], she reached out and tried to turn off the alarm that was ringing rather very loudly. The alarm became silent of it's loud ringings, [Name] sat up and began stretching her arms with a yawn.
"Huh..."
You looked at your alarm it was already 7:01, you then remembered the convention you were supposed to go and so you stood up rubbing your eyes gently while walking down the hallway then to the bathroom.
A shout bursts out from the bathroom and you panicked as soon you saw your reflection in the bathroom mirror.
"WHAT THE?! My hair is messier than ever!"
The shower curtains were immediately opened by you rather aggressively. . .
[Name] soon finished her bath, and changed into some adorable dress. You know those coquette outfits that you see on the internet? Yes you were wearing those because you got invited in a tea party by your dear best friend, you accepted since you have been attending plenty of tea parties but the party doesn't start until 9:30a.m so you still had time to visit the convention and maybe buy some merch too.
"Alright! Let's just cover the outfit with a cape to avoid those creepy guys."
At the Convention Event Center...
You reached the event center which was obviously crowded since it was Saturday, you looked on your phone to see the time and it was 7:30.
"Already?! Time sure flies fast.."
You then entered tha Artist Alley, you saw a lot of nrw artists in that place and also the old ones who are currently selling their arts. You passed the Alley then moved to the merch section, there were a tons and tons of merch ranging from Demon Slayer, MHA, and many more but one stall cuaght your eye—it was a TENSURA merch stall, it was rare but you found one on this convention so you took the opportunity to buy some and maybe start a collection.
You finished buyibg the merchandise you didn't have on your collection, you chuckled as you held two bags of merch.
"Well! And soon my collection is complete!—Wait...is that a Rimuru cosplay?"
A really familiar blue hair caught your eyes and a outfit really similar to his Demon Lord clothing—You approached the 'cosplayer' and started complimenting them.
"Hey! You know that's a really good cosplay! It's almost like the real deal!"
"Huh? But I am the real Rimuru Tempest—"
"Haha! You're hilarious but fictional characters aren't real, after all they are just from an anime that is just fictional."
You laughed as he said that he was the real Rimuru Tempest, He looked at you like you were crazy until he started speaking again.
"I'm telling you! I am Rimuru Tempest! Look, I'll even transform into my slime form to prove it!"
Your laughter died down as soon he said that he will transform into his slime form.
'That can't be right? All characters are just fictional. He's just crazy...calm down [Name]...'
"I am indeed real, in fact I came here to look for you."
Note: Don't worry this isn't the end! I'll make part 2 as promised! Do be patient and wait for it!
#rimuru tempest#rimuru x reader#that time i got reincarnated as a slime x y/n#✩*⢄⢁【 inezdeortiz 】⡈⡠*✩
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I have the cutest fic in my head with Levi x reader
It came when prince Eric kind of reminded me of Levi😭 but I thought you would make such a cute fic of Levi x mermaid reader we’re the reader is so cute and curious of humans and Levi is still in his cannon attitude lol
I'm not sure if you wanted canon or an AU. So I went with canon, hope that's okay?
Curiosity and kindness
Pairing: Post-war Levi x mermaid reader
Genre and tags: canon world, post-war, fluff, romance, falling in love, cute.
Concept: After the war and getting his treatment Levi returns to Paradis and lives in a cottage by the sea and woods. After recently moving in he feels like he is not alone. Drawn to the sea, Levi meets a curious new creature, a mermaid. Levi saves you from a fishing net and hooks. To thank Levi, you stay by his side and show him you can become human when leaving the sea. Soon you and Levi form a romantic bond and you decide to dedicate your life to him instead of the sea.
@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6 @nbinairyn
Levi opened up the top part of his front door and sighed as the dust he'd just stirred up left. He leaned on the top and looked out at the sea and admired the sun sparkling on it. He smiled a little and felt so at peace. He wished his friends lived to see this, but he'd have to keep on living for them.
He pulled away and packed up a few things to sit on the beach, eat, drink and to do a bit of fishing. He grabbed his cane and limped down his path and to the wooden path leading to the beach. He smiled a little at the sounds of the water crashing on the shore.
"Ow, damn it."
Levi flinched at the sound of a woman's voice. He followed the voice and splashing coming from the shore. He stopped and saw something beautiful and yet shocking. He was in awe of your beauty. Your top half was a woman and a stunning woman too, but your bottom half was a tail and fin. He saw you were tangled up in nets and you had a hook going through your tail.
You jumped when Levi dropped his basket. You gazed at him as he held his cane tightly. "Oh...oh dear...I'll be in trouble for this."
"You...talk?"
You blushed. "Yes."
"Tch, the fuck is going on? First titans and now fish people?"
You pouted. "I prefer the term mermaid or merfolk." You offered your webbed hand and said your name. "Lovely to meet you."
He moved closer and shook your hand. "Levi." He looked down at his hand expecting slime or something, but his hand seemed so clean. "Mm."
You started trying to untangle yourself. "I'm sorry to disturb your day. Please, carry on with your plan."
He hummed in thought. "Tch, damn it." He opened his basket and pulled out a knife. "You'll owe me a new damn knife for this."
You gasped. "Oh, there is no need. I can manage."
He dropped down into the sand on his good knee and stuck his bad leg out to the side. "Let me help." He grabbed some of the nets and started cutting. "This a habit of yours?"
"You mean getting trapped? No."
He kept cutting and sighed. "Must be annoying how dirty some humans can be."
You shrugged. "Sometimes. I haven't met many of you to judge."
He pulled the nets off you and sighed. "There we go."
"I appreciate this."
He stared at the hook in you. "I'll get this out."
"You're too kind."
He blushed as he took the hook out carefully and covered the wound with a cloth. "You're warm."
You smiled a little. "Were you expecting clammy and cold?"
"Yeah." He tilted his head and ran his other hand over your scales. "Pretty..."
You whined a bit. "Thank you." You watched him move his hand up and close to the cover on your tail where your crotch was. You gasped and grabbed his hand. "N-Not there."
He looked you in your eyes and slowly understood. "Sorry." He pulled back and cleared his throat. "I uh...sorry."
You released his hand. "It's okay. Thank you for saving me. I probably would have been trapped for a long time."
"Well, I couldn't just leave you." He sat down and grunted. "Do you eat human food?"
You shrugged. "Don't know, never tried."
He dragged his basket close and opened it up. He handed you half of his sandwich and ate the other half. He watched you as you studied it and began eating. "Good?"
You hummed in happiness. "Yummy!"
"I'm glad you like it."
You shifted closer and pulled yourself fully out of the water and sat next to Levi. "Delicious!"
Levi smiled as he got his tea and started drinking. He looked over and blushed as your scales slowly disappeared and your legs formed. He stammered your name. "You have legs!"
You looked down. "Yes! We get legs when we're not in the sea."
Levi grabbed his picnic blanket and covered your lap up before your crotch appeared. "H-Here."
"Thank you." You gripped the blanket. "Levi, for saving my life today I want to dedicate myself to you."
"You don't need to do that."
"I want to."
He let out a long sigh. "Do as you please."
You leaned over and kissed his cheek making him blush. "Thank you! I will be back soon."
Levi watched you run butt naked to the sea and dive in. His cheeks burned a little as his heart raced. "Tch, damn woman."
Levi and you had gotten to know each other well. Each day you would come over running up to his home and pulling on clothes he had for you. Due to you doing it so much, Levi built you a hut and placed clothes inside. You were not a permanent part of Levi's life and he adored it. He always looked forward to seeing you and if you missed a day, he would miss you terribly.
"Leviii!"
He leaned on the top of his door and smiled as you ran over with your seabag and a cute dress. He smiled at you and waved. "Morning."
You ran right up to Levi. "I have gifts!"
He chuckled. "You didn't need to get me a thing." He moved back and opened the door. "Come on in. I have food and drink for you."
"Oh, you're the best!" You trotted inside his home and put your bag on the table and began looking through it. "Ah! Here." You pulled out a necklace with a pearl on it. "I made it for you."
Levi blushed hard. "You...thank you..."
You walked up to him and clipped it on making him hold his breath. You gazed at Levi as you felt your heart flutter. You eyed his lips and mewled a little. "Levi."
He softly said your name. "You...why do you gaze at me the way you do? Tch, I'm nothing to look at with all these horrible scars."
"Scars are attractive to my people." You whined. "I find you incredibly attractive." You pressed your body against his. "I have liked you for a long time, Levi." You cupped his face. "I know I am repulsive to some being a none human."
Levi yanked you against him and kissed you. He moaned against your lips and gripped you tightly. He kissed you like you were going to disappear at any moment. He held you so tightly as his love and passion for you consumed him. He had never really kissed anymore before, so it was all new to him but he adored it as his tongue moved with yours.
He pulled back and lightly kissed you and sighed. "I love you." He smiled against your lips as he said your name. "I love you so much."
"I love you too."
He licked his lips. "Stay with me, not because I saved you. Stay with me because I love you and you love me."
You wrapped your arms around Levi and held him tightly. "Yes, Levi. Yes. I love you so much. I will leave the ocean for you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life."
Levi clung to you. "Me too. I would say let's move you in, but I don't know if you have anything to move in."
You giggled. "I don't really. I only have the pretty dresses you got me in the hut."
He chuckled a little. "We'll move those in and we'll get you more."
"You don't need to."
"I want to." He moved you along to the sofa. "Sit with me, cuddle, eat and drink."
You blushed a little. "Could I sit on your lap?"
He whined a bit as he felt flustered. "Yes." He sat down first and pulled you onto his lap. "Enjoy."
You sipped the tea and ate the little sandwiches. "Delicious. Thank you, my love."
"You're welcome, my sweetness."
You turned and gazed at him. "I like that pet name."
He smiled at you. "Well, you are my sweetness."
You kissed him and sighed. "I very much enjoy kissing you."
"I enjoy it too. I've never really kissed anyone before."
You gasped. "Really? I couldn't tell. You're incredible."
"Thank you." He frowned. "Have you kissed before?"
You nodded. "I have two exes, both mermen."
Levi growled a little. "Mine."
"Yes, I am yours now. Don't worry Levi, I'll never go back to them. I want you and only you."
"Me too. I only want you."
You put your things down and hugged Levi. "I'm all yours."
Levi hugged you tightly and closer his eyes as he felt at peace.
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so, so this spawned from talking to @hyperfixation-tangentopia and my own brainrot over this au and these two nerds lol
under cut @murkystarlight & @fruity-legos
Summary:
A recently reformed Mateo has to carry Cooper home after he passes out while ignoring his own growing feelings and Snivel
Additional Tags:
Villain Mateo au, post redemption, what if. Developing Crushes. Snivel is a Menace. Sleep Deprivation, Cooper is sleep deprived and suffers the consequences. Implied Lore. Snivel used to be Mateo’s henchman. T for light swearing and talk of murder. Mateo’s in denial. Fluff with under lying angst tones. Cooper drools and it’s gross. Alternate Universe, VM Au adjacent. no beta we die like the nightmare king. Mateo being a little shit.
A light breeze ruffled at Mateo’s clothes and hair as he walked along an abandoned path in a random park in Brooklyn. The night was cool enough that wearing a hoodie was within the question yet the sweet smell of summer was on the air and the promise of hotter days to follow grated on Mateo’s consciousness like a million little knives, amongst other things of course.
Summer, it was almost summer. He’d been stuck as The Nightmare King’s slave for almost two whole years. Gaw, he couldn’t even remember what it was like not to feel Nightmare King’s mind control crawling around inside his head. To be able to exist peacefully in the dream world without having all of his moves constantly monitored. Honestly even to just be able to hang out with Cooper and go get ice cream with his old friend without his mind screaming ‘Enemy, he is the enemy! Do not trust himmm!’ at him was a breath of fresh air.
With a small smile, Mateo shot a quick glance back to see Cooper still trailing a little ways behind him. The taller teen was dragging his feet slightly but still seemed to be keeping a steady pace so Mateo didn’t dwell on why his friend had fallen behind, instead he tuned back into to listen to whatever Snivel was yapping on about to Z-Blob.
Snivel waddled along, Z-Blob who was balanced on his head bobbing with every little step, as Snivel stuck an entire stray napkin in his mouth.
Through a mouthful of tissue he then got out, “So then they found out the killer had been the one to place the anonymous call and got the police to dig up that patch of land because then they took the body of the victim and just buried them where the police had just dug. It was a smart move at first but then it SO backfired when it turned out the burial was right above a water line and the neighbors started getting decaying human tainted water coming out of their taps! So stupid!”
Snivel laughed to himself like he thought the whole thing was hysterical and Mateo felt a small laugh bubble out of his throat too. Yeah ok so his sense of humor was definitely still tainted by his time under Nightmare King.
A squilish came from Z-Blob as the slime shook himself like he was much less amused by Snivel’s story. Mateo hid a snicker behind his hand before patting Z on the head.
Mateo opened his mouth to offer some words of comfort to the slime only for a loud thump to sound out behind the three.
In sync Snivel and Mateo whirled around, Mateo reaching a hand towards his belt to grab his knife but instead he grasped air. Old habits die hard, he guessed.
“Hey, uh, Boss? Your friend, he kinda…” Snivel trailed off, pointing towards where Cooper had just been standing where now the blond was face first in the ground, his butt sticking up into the air like he had simply collapsed.
“Is he dead?” Snivel asked.
Mateo instantly responded to his small grimspawn friend by slapping him lightly upside the head while sending a miffed expression in Snivel’s direction.
“Owww,” Snivel whined.
Mateo rolled his eyes, “You’re fine. Come on,” he then started walking over to Cooper as Snivel hurried to catch up to Mateo.
The pair stopped short as they reached Cooper, Mateo rubbing his wrist nervously as he looked down at his passed out friend like he wasn’t quite sure what to do. Snivel cast a wide eyed look up at Mateo and then reached out a small little hand where he poked Cooper in the side.
Cooper let out a snort and Mateo relaxed as he realized his friend had simply fallen asleep, collapsed from sleep deprivation if Mateo had to guess.
With a small sigh, idiot, Mateo knelt down cautiously and hesitated before rolling Cooper over onto his back. Cooper let out another snore as his mouth fell open and spit began to dribble out.
Eugh, Mateo felt his nose wrinkle up in disgust as he took in his mess of a friend.
Cooper’s messy yet matted hair like he hadn’t showered recently, the scarring on his neck peeking out from underneath his shirt collar, the spit and dust clinging to Cooper’s face, and the dark eye bags under his eyes that left a gross feeling in Mateo’s stomach. Gaw, Cooper must have been so tired if he could just collapse like that, but Mateo had to admit his friend looked…
Snivel spoke up just as Mateo noticed his hand had started to hover over Cooper’s stomach.
“He looks so weak , if only Nightmare King had told you to attack him in the waking world while he was asleep. Could’ve solved a lot of struggles,”
Mateo shot Snivel a scowl, who only shrugged.
“Hey I’m just saying. You know what my brain is like, can’t help what slips out.”
Shaking his head, Mateo turned back to Cooper and watched his hand shake slightly as it continued to hover.
Mateo exhaled, “‘Kay Mateo, it’s just Cooper. It’s just Cooper.”
At that Cooper let out a sniff and rolled over onto his side, and whether Mateo wanted it or not his hand brushed against his friend.
Mateo drew his hand back and clutched it like it had touched hot coals and gapped at Cooper.
Shit.
Snivel did a full body waddle turn to look at Mateo as he forced himself backwards onto his butt, trying to keep his distance from Cooper. Wordlessly, Mateo stared down at his hand as he began to cradle it.
Snivel blinked slowly, one eye and then the other, before tilting his head back slightly to try and look up at Z-Blob.
“Boss is acting weird again,” Snivel pointed out, “What do we do?”
Z-Blob shook himself and patted the top of Snivel’s head with what Snivel figured would be what the slime would consider feet. The slime then pointed his head in Mateo’s direction before hopping off Snivel’s head and landing next to Cooper.
Snivel waddled himself around again to face Z-Blob, “Ugh, I get ‘knock some sense into boss’ duty again?”
Z-Blob nodded.
Snivel groaned loudly, “UGHHHH, fine but you seriously owe me Boogers,”
There was an annoyed chirp and Z-Blob narrowed his eyes. Snivel held up his hands in defeat, “I uh mean Z-Blob,”
Z-Blob’s mood seemed to lighten and Snivel was sure if the blob had a mouth he would’ve pulled out an award winning smile.
Snivel backed off, restraining himself from rolling his eyes and hopped closer to Mateo who was still transfixed by his hand. The flame headed grimspawn did a quick once over of his ex-superior. Making a split second decision Snivel planted his feet and launched himself at Mateo, crashing into him head first and causing Mateo to end up sprawled on the ground as he grunted in pain.
Yeah, Snivel was never one to think about things too much. He was the brawns, other people were the brains.
“What the hell you little-“ Mateo started to yell, struggling to get back up into a sitting position but Snivel was quick to grab him by the hoodie collar and get right up into Mateo’s face.
Mateo stopped short as he locked Snivel with his infamous glare but the grimspawn was unfazed.
“BOSS GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF IT’S THE WAKING-DAMMED RACER BOY, YOU’VE TOUCHED HIM A MILLION TIMES!!” Snivel yelled loud enough Mateo was sure people outside the park heard him screaming as Snivel put everything in his small body into trying to shake Mateo.
Mateo bit back a growl and grabbed Snivel by the sides to pull him away so the candle looking grimspawn would stop yelling directly in his face. Snivel began to wriggle as he was manhandled but before he could begin to bite Mateo set him down harshly.
“Get. OUT of my face!” Mateo ordered.
Snivel grinned crookedly, “Welcome back boss man,”
Mateo shook his head and glanced around. His sight eventually landed on Cooper for a split second before he fixed Snivel with another glare.
“What was that for you animated candle stick?” Mateo bit out.
“You decided to be all weird cause you touched Racer Boy over there so obviously I had to knock some sense back into you,” Snivel explained.
Mateo squinted, “I was not… Cooper’s just a frr-SHUT UP!” Angrily, Mateo got up and walked back over to Cooper while Snivel watched him with an eat shit grin on his face.
“Oh yeah, sure, sure. Friend !”
“I will send you back to the dream world the hard way!” Mateo called over his shoulder as he crouched down again. He chewed on the hairs on the back of his thumb as he noticed that Z-Blob had snaked under Cooper’s head and was now allowing himself to be used as a pillow.
Cooper for his part hadn’t changed much in the last minute but his drool flow had significantly increased.
A small sigh escaped Mateo as he held out his hand where he let it hover again.
Snivel was right, he’d touched Cooper a million times, in friendly ways… and unfortunately some not so friendly ways, so why now was it suddenly so hard?
A slightly stronger than normal breeze cut through the air and Cooper shivered, curling into himself some more.
Dammit, so cute.
Mateo blinked, wait where had that come from? He didn’t…
Z-Blob let out a muffled chirp and Mateo came out of his thoughts. Right, Cooper needed him, he couldn’t just let his friend sleep away on the ground in a shitty long sleeve. There were a number of things that could go wrong if he left Cooper here.
Now, if only his body would respond.
Mateo stayed frozen where he was trying to mentally will his body into working with him. He had been in charge of an entire legion of the Nightmare King’s army. He has fought Dream Chasers, Grim Wolves, hell even Zoey who was a notoriously tough fighter. So why, oh why!? Was he flaking out so badly right now? Why did his heart feel like it was going to beat out of his chest if he touched Cooper?
“Why are you being such a wimp right now? Just touch him!” Snivel was suddenly at Mateo’s side, startling him as he spoke up. The flame headed grimspawn was looking down at Cooper with disinterest as he chewed on a leaf that was half hanging out of his mouth.
Mateo sneered at Snivel, “Oh screw you, I’m not a wimp! And I’ll show you that I’m not too,”
There was a brief hesitation but Mateo forced through it, he had a Snivel to prove wrong.
Mateo slipped an arm under Cooper’s armpit and began to half lean over the blond as he worked to sling Cooper over his shoulder without waking him. There was a bit of a struggle but Mateo eventually got Cooper over his shoulder and stood.
Z-Blob unsquashed himself and hopped back on to Snivel’s head. The two then cast Mateo twin looks of what Mateo almost wanted to clock as disappointment.
Z patted Snivel’s head and the grimspawn tried to glance up at the slime as the slime let out a squiem .
Snivel nodded, “Uh yeah, Boss, no offense or ‘nothing, but it looks like you're kidnapping him. And trust us, we know kidnapping.”
Mateo frowned and with a sigh that was dripping with embarrassment he let Cooper slip back down into his arms. He quickly fixed his grip, slung an arm under Cooper’s knees, and took up holding the blond bridal style.
Some happy sounding noise came from Cooper and he rested his head on Mateo’s shoulder while curling his fingers into Mateo’s chest. Much to Mateo’s dismay he then nuzzled his face into his shoulder as drool started to seep into Mateo’s hoodie.
Mateo could already feel the red coming to his face.
“Not one word,” he muttered at Snivel and Z-Blob as the two started to giggle.
All he had to do was endure this long enough to get Cooper home.
Mateo started to walk off down the path, vaguely trying to remember where Cooper lived now, as Snivel quickly found himself running after Mateo to keep up with his swift pace.
As Snivel’s head bobbed wildly as he tried to keep up with the other, Z-Blob wrapped a small section of himself around Snivel’s strange antenna-like head protrusion so as to not risk falling off.
Within no time the three found themselves at the entrance to the park where they were greeted with the still lively city of Brooklyn that existed right outside the hidden green haven of the park. Thankfully for Snivel and Z-Blob’s sake there didn’t seem to be very many pedestrians around but Mateo still adjusted his hold on Cooper for a brief second to untie the fireproof windbreak that was wrapped around his waist.
“Z,” Mateo said, moving his arms back to their original position as Cooper began to shift uncomfortably, “Windbreaker.”
Z-Blob let out a chirp of agreement and stretched a part of himself out so he could grab the back of the windbreaker and pull it free. The blob then draped the windbreaker around himself and Snivel.
Snivel groaned unhappily, “Not the jacket,”
“Yes the jacket,” Mateo commented, “And unless you want to be scooped up by government soldiers and experimented on I suggest you wrap that thing around you tighter.”
Snivel grumbled unhappily but he zipped up the windbreaker and threw the hood over his head thus extinguishing the flame coming from the end of his antenna.
Snivel’s color instantly started to dim, “Let’s just hurry up and get Racer boy home,”
Mateo nodded numbly and looked down at Cooper who was somehow still fast asleep, drooling all over Mateo’s shoulder and yet completely unbugged by the noisy city surrounding them. How sleep deprived was this poor boy? Or perhaps he was just a heavy sleeper.
Mateo wasn’t sure which one was worse.
There was a squish from Z-Blob that reminded Mateo what they were currently set out to do so against the loud screaming in his head to ‘ no don’t do that’ Mateo nuzzled his nose against Cooper’s chin before tilting his head upward. Cooper let out a little cough as his mouth closed and the drool stream cut off.
There. That was much better.
It was less so that the drool was gross, Mateo had touched more gross things in the dream world than he’d like to admit, and more so that he’d hate to be caught like this. Ex-second in command of the Nightmare King’s army, reduced to being drooled on by one of the saviors of the dream world. Albeit Cooper was his friend but it still felt very unbecoming for the both of them.
About five seconds later, just as Mateo started to walk off again, Cooper’s mouth fell back open and the drool stream came back.
Welp, he had tried.
Begrudgingly Mateo accepted his fate as Cooper’s drool covered pillow and kept walking as Snivel waddled along behind, trying his best to keep up without tripping on the sleeves of the windbreaker.
Though it took awhile to remember where Cooper lived, once Mateo saw it again after wandering around for a bit and risking one too many close calls with someone accidentally seeing what Snivel actually looked like, a wave of familiarity washed over Mateo and in an instant he knew the house was the right one.
Snivel started to take off the windbreaker as Mateo walked up the steps to the house but after a quick wack from Z-Blob he stopped himself from taking it all the way off.
“Is this the place boss?” Snivel asked as he struggled to climb up the front steps.
Mateo cast a glance at the numbers nailed into the wall of the house, yep this was that place, he was sure of it.
“Yes,”
Snivel finally reached the platform of the stairs that was level with the door and struggled to stand without tipping back over. Once he did he squinted up at the door in front of them.
“It’s all dark, is anyone even home?”
Mateo let the question simmer for a bit before responding, “I don’t know,”
Mateo knew Cooper lived with his brother now after his parents had been arrested for fraud and his brother was a nurse who worked odd hours so if Mateo had to guess no one was probably actually home.
There was a chirp as Z-Blob freed himself from under the hood of the windbreaker and hopped up onto Mateo’s shoulder so he could also look at the door with the two.
Mateo wasn’t sure how long they all stared at the door until Snivel pulled at his pant leg and asked, “What do we do?”
Mateo blinked and looked down at the welcome mat under foot.
As he took a step back off the mat he informed Snivel, “It’s probably locked but the Williams always used to keep an emergency front door key under the welcome mat,”
“Ohhhh,” Snivel cooed curiously. The grimspawn then bent over and ripped the welcome mat from its resting place that it flew over the railing on the sides of the landing and went crashing into a bush. Thankfully however the key underneath was left undisturbed.
Mateo sighed, rolling his eyes at his friend’s brutish behavior, “Thanks Snivel, I wanted to do more things tonight.”
There was a laugh as Snivel picked up the key and waddled over to strain up and stick the key into the lock, “Nice sarcasm boss!”
With a bit of a struggle Snivel managed to turn the key and the door opened.
“Aww yeah,” Snivel cheered and without even waiting he sauntered into the Williams house.
“Hey wait-“ Mateo started to protest but Snivel had already disappeared into the depths of the house.
Mateo grumbled some Spanish swears under his breath only for Z-Blob to nudge the side of his face. Mateo tilted his head to the side as he watched his little blob friend jump off his shoulder and into the bush below.
“Ah, yeah, you’re dealing with the mat now?”
There was a chirp.
“I see, well thank you,” Mateo told the slime, “I’ll go put Cooper in his bed and be back in a bit.”
Mateo shifted his grip on Cooper before turning to the side so they could both fit through the door. Once inside Mateo looked around the dark house, keeping an eye out for Snivel but after not finding the candlestick akinned grimspawn he continued on to the stairs.
Though a feeling of fear cropped up in Mateo’s stomach at the thought that he could lose his balance and fall down the stairs as he climbed, he eventually made it to the second floor and began to duck his head into a few rooms to find Cooper’s bedroom.
After about the third door Mateo found Cooper’s room; the yellow and red walled room cluttered with a bunch of instruction manuals, race car and F1 posters, invention bits a bobs, piles of dirty clothes, and so many other things that had Mateo questioning how much of a hoarder his friend actually was.
Mateo wrinkled his nose and entered the room, stepping over an empty box of twinkies that had a model car sitting on top of it, and dancing around a cacophony of other items to make it over to Cooper’s bed without tripping. The one pro to come out of working with the Nightmare King: night vision. Finally he made it to the bed and tried his best to gently place Cooper down on his side while his arms screamed at him to just drop the blond.
With a huff Mateo freed his arms from underneath Cooper and began to rub them. Gaw why did he carry Cooper all the way here? He should’ve just woke him up.
Cooper let out a pitiful whine and Mateo felt himself freeze up as Cooper moved his arm to rub it against his pillow thus pushing up his sleeve and revealing the lightning scars crisscrossing up his arms.
Ah, those.
Mateo ignored the guilty feeling that started to stir in his gut. He knew that Cooper and his sister were covered in a patchwork of what were called Dream Terror Scars; which were scars obtained in the dream world from nightmare creatures that would carry over to one’s waking world body. Mateo had his fair share too but he felt more pain over the ones Cooper and Izzie had as unfortunately plenty of those ones Mateo himself was responsible for.
Mateo shook himself, he was a good guy now. Izzie and Cooper knew he was sorry for what he’d done and they forgave him, he didn’t need to dwell on it. Silently he turned and sat on the edge of Cooper’s bed, raking his eyes across the room.
“Why is your room such a pigsty?” Mateo muttered though he knew Cooper wouldn’t respond.
There came a snore from Cooper, followed by some shifting and Mateo felt himself go red as Cooper curled into the lower half of his back.
Mateo looked down at Cooper, gapping slightly, “What are you doing?”
Cooper curled in a light tighter as he shivered.
“Oh you’re cold,” Mateo hummed, carefully he detached Cooper from himself and stood so he could grab the crumpled up blanket from the end of the bed and throw it over Cooper.
Cooper let out a happy hum and wiggled himself deeper under the covers. Mateo couldn’t help the small little chuckle that came from him and before he knew it he found himself brushing some of the dirt away from Cooper’s face with his thumb. Too little too late did he realize what he was doing and Mateo yanked his hand away.
Why did he do that?
Mateo stared. Cooper was screwing with his brain he swore, why else would it feel like his heart was going to beat out of his chest whenever Cooper smiled at him?
A distant clatter came from downstairs and Mateo was shocked back into reality.
Dammit Snivel.
Mateo looked down at Cooper one more time before giving the blond an awkward pat on the head and with that he carefully made his way back over to the bedroom door to leave.
Mateo shut the door quietly as he left and then made his way downstairs.
What he found was the door of the Williams brother’s fridge wide open as Snivel, who had ditched the windbreaker on the floor, dug around inside it as Z-Blob struggled to catch everything Snivel threw aside. Apples, pudding cups, and a carton of milk all went flying and Z-Blob hopped around to catch each item before they could go spilling to the floor but just as quickly as the slime managed to catch the item another went flying.
Mateo watched the chaos for a moment but as an entire bag of carrots was thrown he stepped in. He caught the bag of carrots midair and set them on the counter only to then stride over to Snivel and rip him out of the fridge by the antenna. Mateo bit down on his lip as he felt Snivel’s antenna squish around his hand like he was touching a living hard boiled egg.
“Hey!” Snivel complained.
“Stop raiding their kitchen,” Mateo ordered as he grabbed Snivel by the sides like a hamburger and Snivel began to wiggled around in his hands.
“I just wanted some cheese!” Snivel yelled, struggling to reach out and grab the block of cheese that was still sitting in the fridge.
“Uh hu, sure,” Mateo commented as he started to walk away, signaling to Z-Blob that the slime was free to put everything back in the fridge, “We have cheese at home if you really want it but I know you’re just being a menace.”
Snivel shoved his feet against Mateo’s stomach, struggling to free himself, “It’s Racer Boy, I have to torment him somehow!”
Mateo scooped up the discarded windbreaker and threw it over his shoulder, “We’re not even enemies anymore, leave him alone.”
Snivel finally managed to wiggle all the way around and grinned up at Mateo, “Force a habit!”
There was a clatter from behind them, followed by a squish and the sound of the fridge door closing as Mateo reached the front entrance. Mateo turned slightly and watched as Z-Blob hopped out into the hall and then again to jump up onto Mateo’s shoulder. The slime gave Mateo a gooey head bump once he had landed.
Mateo smiled, “Thanks Z,” and with that he shoved a complaining Snivel under one arm so he could exit the Williams house and lock it up behind them.
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churned girl meat - day 2
Lana was traversing the mountains, seeking for shelter days after the Voradiation, as others were calling it, hit all life on Earth. A few of her friends had been turned into various sizes, however she only shrunk to be barely 5ft tall. Survival for her was more in her favor if she didn’t have the pleasure of running into a bumbling man or giant. It was unknown the effects it had on the men besides making them much more hungrier than usual.
As Lana’s feet crunched against the dying flowers tucked into the wilderness, she witnessed dispersed clothing on the ground, covered in holes and slime, the last sign of a girl’s existence now if she had the privilege of getting her clothes burped out. It was a further reminder of the new class of societies: Male predators and Female prey. Whatever was in that ship, it turned the world that Lana knew it upside down.
Ahead of her, the girl saw a cabin. There were no signs of life there and if there were, they might have been turned into pudge by now. Though it seemed like a bad idea, going there now was better than being out in the open with a chance of turning into a meal. Lana trekked across the flowers to the wooden cabin; there had been stairs leading up to the rickety door that had a metal handle to it. It was calling to her for her to open.
Her feet took her up the stairs and to the door that was beckoning to be opened. Lana’s hand brushed across the handle and opened it, gaining a small view of the cabin before dropping down into the basement, from a floorboard that gave into weight and swiveled around after.
It must have been a trap… And she was damn well mad at herself that she didn’t see it sooner.
Lana’s knees bruised when she fell into a tall, triangular cage that kept her within. The basement had looked like what a cabin living room would look like to the average person; a lit fireplace, a comfortable reclining chair, and other stuff she couldn’t see due to how dark it appeared to her. The chair swiveled around, revealing a 6’3” man with messy, golden blond hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and freckles across his nose. The look on his face said enough to her. He was up to no good and she was about to find out soon.
A small sounding chuckle erupted from his mouth as he got up, taking his sweet time to come up to her. Lana’s ears heard some sniffs coming from him as well; he must’ve smelled her scent from miles away due to the way he had been looking at her. You know how a crocodile looks at its prey before striking? This was him, except he was said crocodile and Lana was the prey meant to feed and fill his belly. “Well, well, well, now what tasty morsel do we have here?” The man said, his tongue snaking out of his mouth to lick his lips. “My name’s Stanford. I would ask for your name, but I think I’m just gonna call you mine, sweets.”
Stanford eyed Lana, his eyes roaming her tan body that had some curves to it. The shorts she’d been wearing were definitely riding up her. They showed the dips of dimples of cellulite that trailed from her thighs to her plump ass. In his predatory eyes, each of those held centers of flavor for him to lather in saliva and lick endlessly. In fact, he had to look away because he wanted to cherish his food. Stanford didn’t wanna spoil his dinner so soon.
As much as he wanted to gaze at her delicious form, he preferred that his mouth do the exploring. His fingers reached out and stroked the iron bars of the triangular cage that trapped the woman. The muscle in his mouth moved in desperation to finally taste his meal, water from the salivary glands rushing out and gulping down the excess. Stanford was thinking about the potential flavors that coaxed her being. Who knew how long she’d been out in the mountains. The sweat could’ve seasoned her with a salty taste, or the bath wash Lana used could’ve made her taste sickeningly sweet. The possibilities were endless.
Stanford’s fingers tugged the cage open, gaining access to Lana. And like a scared fawn to a hungry fox, she froze. Prior to any of the accidents, she surely would’ve been throwing hands to escape. But her and countless others body chemistry had permanently altered to an unrecoverable state.
Due to Lana’s frozen state, Stanford had free reign to do whatever he wanted to the woman so short, she only reached his shoulders. “Stand up, food.”
Lana did as asked by the man and stood up, her green eyes meeting his brown. In her frozen state, she took a good look at him once again and processed the fact that she wouldn’t be surviving this encounter. It would have eventually caught up to her sooner than later. I mean, how many men could resist such a delectable looking meal like her? And Stanford would make sure to put her bundles of calories to good use. Speaking of calories, his stomach let out a low growl. It was desperate to be filled after being without food for only 8 hours. The catch Stanford had yesterday couldn’t compare to Lana and his belly only confirmed his thoughts. A smirk tugged at his lips and he grabbed the back of her head, shoving it against the growling organ. GLLLRRRGGGGGGG
“You hear that dear? Listen closely…” The chamber let out another growl, the walls of the stomach shaking. It sensed the girl outside it and wanted to let Lana know how much it wanted her inside. It yelled a few more times and the growls vibrated against her soft face. “You’re gonna add to my belly quite nicely. All that meat of yours is gonna get churned, pumped through my intestines, and become fat for me to absorb onto my stomach. That’s your purpose, right dear?” Stanford taunted the poor girl.
Lana nodded, agreeing with the sentiments made by the handsome man that was her predator. He chuckled darkly and licked his lips, preparing to devour her and deliver to his gut. Stanford wrapped his rather large hands around her waist, easily lifting her up and holding her close to his face. Despite their not-so-drastic size difference, he wouldn’t let that stop him from tasting her before shoving her into his mouth. Stanford’s tongue slipped out of his saliva filled mouth and dragged itself over her warm cheeks were coated in freckles. The first flavor he was met with was like a nicely seasoned meat that had been topped with salt. Sounds of pleasure left his mouth at the delectable taste and he just had to have more. The tongue snaked across the rest of her face, gaining much more flavor to soak into his sensitive taste buds that felt like small bumps to her.
He pulled away and licked his lips one last time and gazed at her wet face. “I would love to taste you more, my delicious meat, but I prefer you being in me. Say goodbye to your life, toots. Not like it was worth much.”
Stanford chuckled and unhinged his jaws, shoving Lana’s head in his mouth. All she could do was helplessly blink and surrender to the devouring of her. His tongue moved underneath her face and once again, tasted and slobbered all over it. He was acting cruel to make the process worse for her and even greater for him. Her head was hefted up to the roof of his mouth and sucked on. All Stanford wanted to do was take all the flavor from her as he could before swallowing her. The tongue also licked the black ringlets of hair on her head that tasted like butter to him, another flavor that enhanced the savoriness Lana. He began moving his jaw, smacking her around in there with his mouth and drew her closer to the back of his throat. He sucked on her head one last time before swallowing it, depositing it into the tight throat that seeked to drag her down. Stanford hummed around her body as the gulp brought in her chest that quickly got attention from his tongue. The thick muscle prodded it perversely, taking pleasure of licking the areola around her nipples and flicking it with his tongue. With each lick, it had been like her taste became better. Stanford hoped that every future meal after this didn’t disappoint. His teeth came down and lightly grazed against her upper back, lightly chewing. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a few white marks or bruising. He would lie if he said he didn’t derive pleasure from dehumanizing Lana like this. Treating her like food was something so pleasing to him and he almost didn’t want it to end, but hunger called. After teasing the chest once more, he swallowed it down, letting the throat constrict the rest of the upper body that joined Lana in his throat. She squirmed as if it were instinct and struggled in the fleshy tube. The squirming got worse now that Stanford was at her lower body. She felt his tongue lick at her ass and thighs, shoving the tip of it into the bunches of cellulite that were bursts of flavor to him. His mouth moaned in pleasure and he ignored his want to tease her pussy, instead just swallowing that part of her body down until it was just her feet in there. With the additional swallow, her head and chest had met their end: the stomach. Whilst Stanford was busy tasting and indulging in his feed of her, the stomach had greeted her with a loud grumble that loosened some of herself from the throat. In response to hearing his tummy, he swallowed the rest of Lana. Soon enough, her whole body joined the wet, growling chamber. It soon grew tight before… BRUUUUAPPPPPPPP
Stanford let out the gas out of his mouth before patting his tummy, rubbing over the stretched organ that laid his meal, “Oh, darling! You tasted absolutely delectable! Thanks for the free meal,” His hands traced the outlines she made, “Now if you don’t mind me, I’m gonna make you into fat. Enjoy your trip through my intestines. I surely will..” He let out a dark chuckle as the stomach roared. It was now beginning to prepare to digest the woman who was prisoner to it. The wrinkly walls waved against her skin, leaking acid from them. If it was burning, she didn’t feel it. She wasn’t sure why but maybe it was due to the radiation altering her DNA once more. It simply reminded her of her only purpose and ending now: food. Lana soon was being melted by the bubbly acid that gave off smokes of heat. The liquid was melting her meat straight off the bones, falling off like it held no weight to it before. It was doing its job to digest and tear every molecule from its holding to the other. The muscles, tendons, skin, bones, and all. She was only there to serve the man’s body and hunger. Lana was conscious during most of it until her head was being digested. She said goodbye to the world as she was made into a nutritious sludge. From the outside. Stanford was burping up a storm as his stomach rumbled once again. The once mass of meat in his stomach grew softer with each growl and gurgle emitted from it. He chuckled and patted his tummy, hearing the sloshing of the once beautiful girl turned into a mass of liquid.
Lana’s remains slipped into his small intestines, getting squeezed and absorbed by his body. As the hours passed by, his stomach grew in size with each pump of meat getting turned into fat for his tummy. With one last…
GURGGLEEEEE~
Lana was no more. Instead, just the additional skin to Stanford’s tummy and energy. He’d been pleased and laid down in his chair, falling asleep and rubbing his squishy gut.
#digestion#m/f vore#m/f v.ore#fatal vore#fatal v.ore#v0re#male predator#female prey#soft digestion#melty digestion#mentions of bones#vore writing#v/ore#vore fic#tw vore#vore tw
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Fav anime?
A very difficult question my friend, and one that I don't have a definitive answer for. I haven't made my list of things I want to talk about yet because it's gonna be long, but anything I've drawn is from something I love.
I can give you a few of my favourites, and I'm definitely going to both leave out and forget a lot of them. And I don't want to give spoilers either, so the descriptions will be short. For the record, most of these I recommend reading if you can, though if you can only watch them then I understand. Apologies for the sloppy grammar.
In no particular order:
Akudama Drive - a cyberpunk heist plot (anime original)
The Ones Within - a thriller/mystery type thing
The Eminence in Shadow - good goofy fun
Akame Ga Kill - a classic revolution with a twist (I haven't read this but I plan to, the manga is apparently better than the show)
No Game No Life - no war, only war games
Log Horizon - The best isekai ever. really well written and worldbuilt but the author is mildly sexist and was arrested for tax fraud.
That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime (Season 1) - Isekai, I've only seen the first season, but i read the lightnovels
Hellsing - a vampire that hunts other abominations
Hellsing Ultimate - the later adaptation of Hellsing that actually follows the manga because they actually had the manga to follow
Horimiya - cute romcom
Infinite Dendrogram - a very interesting premise, executed slightly above average
Charlotte - by Jun Maeda, if you know that name that's enough to know if you'll like it, very sad
Code Geass - Lelouch of the Rebellion. Do not give the movie and newer stuff the time of day. the story was complete at the end of season two where it was intended to end.
Trigun - a western
Cowboy Bebop - wikipedia calls it a neo-noir space western. and yeah, that's accurate
Yu-yu Hakusho - one of the first shounen
Mirai Nikki/The Future Diary - what if your diary started making entries for tomorrow
Overlord - evil d&d isekai
Yu-Gi-Oh - a card game replaced all other everything
Yu-Gi-Oh GX - card game highschool
Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's - CARD GAMES ON MOTORCYCLES
Psycho-Pass - a crime/thriller
Tokyo Ghoul - basically vampires, very edgy
Assassination Classroom - the title kinda says it all
Terror in Resonance/Zankyu no Terror - thriller, difficult material that probably requires a trigger warning. it was removed from my streaming site before i could finish it. Beautiful music, look up the motorcycle scene
B: The Beginning - supernatural crime drama/police procedural, i need to watch season 2
Death Note - you know what that is
Hunter x Hunter - a very fun shounen with a cool power system
Violet Evergarden - very sad
Re:Zero - Return by death isekai
Jujutsu Kaisen - season one is amazing, i read the manga instead of season two so i can't attest to that
Haikyuu - volleyball
Kuroko no Basket/Kuroko's Basketball - What if basketball had naruto eye powers
Tower of God - based on the webtoon, the anime is really good
Mushoku Tensei - isekai with really good worldbuilding, but a main character and plot that are not for the faint of heart
In the Land of Leadale - cozy isekai
Remake Our Life - guy gets the chance to redo his life... but time travel has consequences
This very long list is just for anime which I have seen. if I were to open the field to books that have gotten an anime you'd have things like
The Executioner and Her Way of Life
Frieren: Beyond Journey's End
Chillin' in another world with level 2 super cheat powers
Berserk of Gluttony
I'm In Love With the Villainess
The Detective is Already Dead (read this one the anime is apparently terrible)
Solo Leveling
There are probably a whole bunch more too that I can't remember. It's been almost 5 years since I pretty much stopped watching anime altogether in favour of reading the original novels or manga. This list is by no means comprehensive and there are a number of things I left off because I like them but they aren't really... good. Like Seirei Gensouki.
#teethoftheeditor#venn rambling#venn's inbox#anime#anime recommendation#akudama drive#the ones within#naka no hito genome#the eminence in shadow delta#kage no jitsuryokusha ni naritakute!#akame ga kill#no game no life#log horizon#tensei shitara slime datta ken#that time i got reincarnated as a slime#hellsing#hellsing ultimate#horimiya#infinite dendrogram#charlotte#code geass#trigun#cowboy bebop#yu yu hakusho#mirai nikki#the future diary#overlord#yugioh#yugioh gx#yugioh 5ds
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It was to the point that xB stayed up for days on end, finding any excuse to not even look at a bed. Luckily for him, Beef was similar, but mostly because he was so obsessed over his card game project. There may not even be hermits to play it, by god damn it Beef was going to finish this card game.
xB helped where he could, it was nice to have someone to talk to at the very least. And Beef, as a fellow loner, was very understanding when xB went out on his own. Beef never asked questions, or at least, never pried too often.
Today was not one of those blessed days.
“Dude, when was the last time you got a good night’s sleep?”
xB grimaced and put down the shulker full of carpet down hard, hoping this would end the conversation before it really started. “Uhh, dunno, been busy.”
“Dude!” Beef, clearly ignoring xB’s silent pleas to stop talking, said in concern. “That’s no bueno, my friend. Sleep is important from time to time. I know you’re like, a fish, or something I don’t know, but fish sleep too… I think, do fish sleep? Aren’t their like eyes open but they’re- anyway, the point is, you gotta rest those vibrant blue orbs of yours, get your beauty sleep!”
“I thought I was pretty already.” xB replied slyly, always willing to stir the pot.
“Oh, well, of course, xB, you’re like the second hottest hermit here, but you’d look even prettier if you slept. You look like a haggard witch- in a good way!” Beef said.
xB, despite his trepidation about the night to come, giggled. “A haggard witch?? Oh my god, I’m leaving you.”
“In a good way!” Beef reminded him, also laughing, and slung an arm around xB’s shoulders so he couldn’t fly off. “I will make you sleep, xB. As your friend, currently your only friend here, it is my duty to. Come on, the sun is setting. Put down your bed, you can even put it next to mine if you want, and we’ll catch some Z’s.”
xB wished he could explain, wish he knew even where to begin with why he didn’t want to sleep. But Beef was stronger then him, and xB reluctantly put down his bed. Just looking at it made a wave of dizzying tiredness rush through him. He got in, and before Beef could even say goodnight to him, he was out.
And then, he was awake again.
“God damn it.” He muttered.
Even thought his eyes were closed, the sun was shining through his eyelids. He reluctantly opened his eyes and sighed. A slime squished nearby. He got up from the bed he’d hastily set down at the foot of some giant statue of a man with a pink coat or something. The sun was rising over this swamp kingdom. Might as well keep heading on, xB thought, since I’m here. He packed up his bed, the bits of food he’d collected, and found a path to walk on.
He supposed it could be worse, waking up in this dream world. He just wished that it felt less real then the Hermitcraft world, so he really knew which one was a dream. He was tired in both, which was annoying. And both felt real, which was just confusing.
Every time he fell asleep, he just kept walking, kept exploring this abandoned land. Despite it all, xB was curious. These lands, kingdoms really, all felt so loved. Blocks placed with care, well-worn paths, silly jokes on signs. So why was it empty? He felt like an intruder, but then again, how can one intrude when there is no other life to intrude upon?
He’d been to the land across the ravine, so he picked another direction, and by nightfall, ended up in the far end of some other kingdom, which had bits of red stuff all over the ground. He settled down by what looked like a summoning circle, which was concerning, but hey, what wasnt anymore.
He got into bed, watching the sun start to set. And just as he closed his eyes, he heard a distinct pop, and a voice he’d never heard spoke.
“Hola? Hello? Who are you?”
“xB?”
xB gasped and jolted upright, grabbing onto the closest thing to him.
“Woah there, you trying to feel me up already?” Beef chuckled.
“Oh, sorry.” xB said, wrenching his hand back from Beef’s bicep.
“Didn’t mean to startle you. You must have been sleeping hard.” Beef said, making his bed. “Don’t you just feel so refreshed now after such a good night’s sleep?”
xB had never felt so tired in his life, and his mind raced, playing that voice over and over again in his head. There was someone else in the abandoned world!
“Yeah, never felt better.” xB said, hoping his voice wasn’t shaking.
#December 4 2022#fic#hc x empires#xbcrafted#beef is also there#not rly hermitshipping bc beef and xB are just Like That#long post
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Sagau with Creator but... Pt.2
Tw: none, I suppose
Note: Another one 😎. I haven't been catching up to the anime at all, I only gathered what I know from brief descriptions on the internet 😅 take my fanfic with a grain of salt. I don't know much
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'... is this One for All?'
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'.... oKAY- This is fine, This is COMPLETELY fine... getting an OP power that can break a person's bones in one punch is COMPLETELY FINE! especially in a world that HAS ABSOLUTELY NO HISTORY OF QUIRKS EXISTING IN THE FIRST PLACE!!'
You looked around your environment, looking like a stray puppy trying to find their mama. Then something came into mind.
"One for All has been passed onto other generations... that means that other users used this power... and Midoriya possessed that same power from the past users... does that mean.." you mumbled, looking at your hands.
"I have all of those previous quirks??... only one way to find out..." you lowered yourself on the ground and imagined the scenery at Windrise.
"Teleport!" You exclaimed and felt the ground dissapear for a bit before reappearing in a few seconds.
You opened your eyes and, to your surprise, end up in Windrise.
You did not think that actually worked, AT ALL!
"Holy sh#t.... wait, didn't All Might say that you had to be buff in order to possess this power-"
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You decided to get used to your new power and tried to learn the basics of each of them. Starting with the easy ones:
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Smokescreen- you dissapeared in front of a few slimes and hid behind one of the small pillars, chuckling at their shocked reactions.
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Float- you tried to copy what Venti did and it seemed to work, letting you fly up in the air without a wind current.
"This will come in handy!"
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Danger sense- you sat down with your legs criss-cross. You meditated, silent waiting for something to happen. Just a simple slime passing by you would be enough to test Danger sense.
You felt a sharp pain on the upper left side of your brain and swiftly dodged a passing arrow.
You opened your eyes and turned to the source, thinking it was a hilichurl or something.
Nothing... most of the hilichurls were still in their place and the slimes were just bouncing around.
'... that's concerning... sh#t, what if it's one of those fics?' You thought, anxiety rising a bit.
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Now, for the somewhat not easy ones:
Blackwhip- it didn't summon when you tried to do the spiderman hand gesture, which was a bust, but it summoned a short while after. Sticking onto a branch in the tree and successfully pulling you up. You tried doing it with two hands but... let's not get into details...
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Transmission- it was hard on how much gear you wanted to put on a object, especially where you want to aim it. You tried with a simple tree branch that was not too weak but not too strong. It ended up hitting a hilichurls head, sending it flying to the side of the mountain....
"... Sorry!"
And now, the quirk you think you got controlled of...
the PUNCH!
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"Alright, you've seen Midoriya and All Might do it, you can try it yourself..." you said as you looked at a arrow dummy you borrowed from one of the hilichurls.
Don't ask how you got it so easily, one of them just came up to you and offered it. You hesitated to take it but they insisted, even after what happened to their friend.
"Maybe, just do what Midoriya does! I guess that'll work..." you said and readied your stance, doing the iconic power stand Midoriya does.
"One for all... 5% percent..." you said as your body began to glow [favorite color]. Your hair standing up a bit.
"SMASH!!" You yelled out and punched the dummy, the power coursing through the punch and smashing the dummy into bits. Its remains flying everywhere then onto the ground.
You sighed of relief, the thoughts of you not making that happen dissapeared into thin air. You looked at your hand if it's in good condition or smash to bits.
It came out unscathed and completely fine! No bruises or broken bones in sight. Just some pain in the fingers from the impact but ultimately fine.
"... Holy sh#t.... you think someone might hear that?" You asked, turning to one of the hilichurls.
"???" They shrugged.
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After a day of training your power and claiming the second Anemo statue, you bid farewell to the hilichurls and slimes and decided to start your journey.
You had a lingering sense of danger in Mondstat so you decided to walk around the wilderness for a while. After the attempted murder(?) with that arrow, you aren't taking any chances.
You passed Springvale without anyone knowing and arrived at Wolvendom since you wanted to see what Andrius looked like, from a safe distance.
You walked through the forest without any trouble since most of the creatures were asleep, even the hilichurls.
"Heh, they looked kinda cute without flailing their weapons around" you said and kept on going.
You arrived where Andrius rests and looked at the domain in astonishment. The whole place looked WAY bigger in person than in-game. The sparkly sword that sits in the center of the domain and the walls having wolf like carvings, a few scratch marks on said wall.
"Woah... Holy sh#t, you can fit a whole town in here.." you said as you walked up to the edge.You felt a headache slowly rising at the back of your head.
You were being watched.
"... I know your here, don't worry. I mean no harm to you or your guardian here. I just came here to take a look" You said and turned around to the forest side of Wolvendom.
The bushes rustled and out came one of the goodest bois in Teyvat, Razor!
"You... look nothing like Knights of Favonious... but... you smell familiar... how did you know I hiding?" He asked, his guards still up.
"Let's just say, it's a sixth sense of mine" you said with a smile.
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First character introduced! I'll make another one in a few days
#genshin impact sagau#genshin sagau#sagau#creator au#self aware genshin#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#my hero academia#gender neutral character
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Wave to your local chaos idiot!
Hi, I'm Angel, artist, writer, and dumbass extraordinaire! I mainly stick to Fandoms for my works, since I'm not the best at coming up with strictly my own ideas (Ask some of my friends, I've been trying to make my own world not based in any fandom for two years now with almost no success). Just because I stick to Fandoms does not mean I don't enjoy seeing stuff outside of Fandoms, I love seeing fun ideas bloom into something the creator truly enjoys!
Like my profile says, here's some basic things about me! I go by She/Her, and I'm somewhere on the LGBTQ+ spectrum (Still questioning it, it's just not straight I know). I'm a minor, and a furry as well, but some other neat things to know that aren't on my profile include that I'm American (Send help this country is burning down), and neurodivergent (Anxiety is amazing).
Also, wave to your other local chaos idiot, @doodlebug091 (My beloved)
I'm on ArtFight!
Wanna try your hand at my shipping bingo card?
I migrated from Fandom to Tumblr, though you can still find me on the former as Angel Of Madness 001. I've even spotted a few people I know from Fandom on here!
When Can I Talk to You?
You can send in asks whenever they're open! Here's a list of some stuff I do commonly.
-AU/OC Ramblings (I'll talk about my things for hours if you let me)
-Roleplays (I'm bored usually)
-Legitimate questions (Of course, I don't bite!)
-Talking about my interests (Fuck yeah, I'd love it)
-Art requests or trades (Yep! I don't do art for money yet, mainly due to lack of a proper online money service such as Venmo or Paypal)
Don't feel like you have to stick to the list, either!
Here's some other questions to get to know me better!
What do you do on Tumblr?
I write fanfiction, make OC's, draw/write comics, and make AU's for various pieces of media I enjoy. I also love to find others who make similar content, especially AU's, since others' ideas can be so cool at times.
Tumblr happens to be my catch-all for sharing new ideas, making jokes, and meeting others who share my interests.
What do you enjoy outside of the internet?
When I'm not online, I like to keep a busy life still! Usually I'm drawing-traditionally or digitally-, reading, cooking, or thinking up new ideas for my art, AU's, or other projects! Sometimes, I hang out with my friends, though we mostly keep in contact through the internet.
Obviously, I also like to game. Excluding my video games, I play Magic: The Gathering and Dungeons & Dragons the most. Including them, however, I mostly play Rain World and Pokemon. The kinds of games I tend to like are ones with heavy lore, but from an actual gaming standpoint I tend to play 2D and 3D platformers, deckbuilders, and turn based RPG's.
What do you want to do in life?
My hope is to become an ecologist, since I've loved animals for my whole life and have been branching that out to loving anything nature related. Biology often finds a way to creep itself into my fictional works, and I tend to look at things through a very scientific eye.
Tell us some more hobbies!
Alright, okay. I love Dungeons and Dragons, even though I'm stuck as the forever DM. I sing, travel, play the violin, and love watching mildly educational YouTubers (Oversimplified and such). I'm also quite the animal lover, with two precious cats and five snakes!
What Fandoms are you part of?
Alright, here's the list, broken into sections! Note that these are just the media that I actively talk about/participate in chats about/make AU's or OC's with. I still watch, play, or read other things!
Shows/Movies
-Helluva Boss
-Hazbin Hotel
-Murder Drones
-The Amazing Digital Circus
Games
-Hollow Knight
-Rain World
-Slime Rancher
-Outer Wilds (I'm normal about this game)
-Pokemon
-A Hat in Time
-Inscyption
-Dicefolk
-Worldless (I'M NORMAL)
Books, Comics, and Other
-Bugtopia (gotta love the bugs)
-Wings of Fire
-Warriors (I do not mind spoilers for this one. I've read up to Midnight.)
Side Blogs
@monarchtonone (RW Iterator)
@nine-drops-of-iron (RW Iterator)
@ask-wings-of-rain (Ask, Chat, or RP with anyone from my Wings of Rain AU)
@the-rot-parasite (Ask, Chat, or RP with The Parasite)
@ask-the-splitmind-au (Ask, Chat, or RP with anyone from my Splitmind AU)
Unique Tags
#Wings of Rain (Wings of Rain content, WoF x RW AU)
#season of blood (Season of Blood content, Warriors AU of 'If Scourge Won')
#shared sparks (Shared Sparks content, a Firecracker fancomic)
#splitmind au / #rw splitmind au (The Splitmind AU for Rain World, where Iterators have shared bodies with the slugcats)
Links to all current comics (on Tumblr)
The Story of the Iterators
Within a local group of iterators, there are stories to tell and lives that unfold, hidden just beneath a layer of dust settled on old memories. Taking a glimpse into their lives, these purposed machines of flesh and iron to solve one goal, may reveal why they turned out the way they did.
Shared Sparks (A @firecracker-pup fancomic)
Blight was the lucky pup. The one who survived at the cost of her sister's life. Ever since, she tried to live up to what she thought her sister could have managed, but was stuck in her shadow. Timelines away, Firecracker had been left to the mercy of scavengers after stealing a pearl from them as a pup, only to end up adopted by them. A call inside of it, however, still wants to learn from slugcats the things it never got to.
When their paths cross, when timelines collide, both slugcats get a glimpse into a world they never knew existed, and find similarities buried in the vast differences of their lives.
Season of Blood
Scourge has won the Battle of Blood clan with the death of Firestar and all who oppose him. The Clans are united in the forest once more, but under the cruel rule of the small tom cat. He rules with an iron paw and has no sympathy for others. Every cat has been stripped of their warrior name and given a more fitting one, by Scourge's definition. Many have been killed for displeasing him, or for minor physical imperfections. Anyone with open ties to StarClan have also been killed.
Because of a Medicine's Cat's close ties to the spectral clan, only one remains. Racoon was only a Medicine Cat apprentice when Scourge took over, but now that she's grown, all duties of the job fall to her. Tending to a massive, bloodthirsty clan isn't a small task. It's demanding, exhausting, and the whole time, she has to hide every notion that StarClan still visits her in her dreams. A single meek kitten must find a way to grow up and face the challenges ahead, persist through times of hardship, and find it in herself to risk her life to save the forest-and all the cats in it.
Greenleaf is over. The Season of Blood has begun . . .
All Current AU's (On Tumblr)
Wings of Rain (Wings of Fire x Rain World crossover AU)
Splitmind AU (Rain World, Iterators live in the slugcats' heads as a last-ditch effort to ascend)
Season of Blood (Warrior Cats AU, 'What if Scourge won?')
Starless Nights (Worldless x WoF AU)
Link to fanfics (Yep. I'm on Ao3)
Stranded in the Rain (Outer Wilds and Rain World crossover)
Starless Nights (Worldless and Wings of Fire crossover)
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Hermitbakers (aka the hero au where the main character isn't a vigilante, woah)
A vigilante ran across a rooftop, chased by a hero who would surely arrest him if he caught up, the vigilante threw himself over roof after roof, trying to throw off the skilled superhero.
Shrouded in darkness the vigilante launches himself to another roof, but he slips, and he falls, screaming for help as he desperately tries to cling to the wall of the crumbling building in district 9.
Jevin sighs as he turns off the old TV, another person he’ll have to deal with at work, at this point he wouldn’t be surprised if a villain trotted up to the bakery just for a cup of tea.’
He cringes as the TV struggles to even comprehend the signal coming from the remote to turn off, a loud shriek coming from it, and he covers his translucent ears for a chance to block out the sound.
Honestly, you would think with all the Vigilantes coming into the place he works just for his healing pastries, he would get a good enough pay to fix that!
Well, he can’t blame X, his boss, Jevin lives in a nice apartment in district 9, well, nice to his standards, if Jevin saw a room without a single speck of mold in it he probably would’ve been in heaven.
Anyways, his rent was terribly high, but it was a nice place. Of course, Xisuma has offered to help pay for Jevin’s apartment, but it was always declined . The man was kind enough to give him a good enough paying job to still be able to pay the rent.
Jevin’s lucky enough to have a power, unregistered still somehow, the glamour he used to hide his superpowers was apparently stronger than he thought.
Speaking of glamour, he might want to put that cover up if he’s gonna head out to work soon, atleast it's not a long walk to district 8.
But that calm demenour was crushed when he saw the time, it was 10 minutes before he needed to be at work! Oh no, he can’t afford losing this job he has, so he rushes his glamour, hoping to Prime that all his slime traits were gone.
He checks himself in the mirror, everything is gone luckily, good, he needs to run to district 8, X has been so kind even after Jevin has done many things wrong, he doesn’t want to break the man with his bad luck.
Jevin quickly throws his house keys into his hoodie pocket, along with his billfold, throws open his doors, not really, his neighbors are probably still sleeping. He locks the door and rushes down the stairwell to the outside world.
The streets were always busy when Jevin headed to work, today was no different, he had long since stopped being polite after shoving and pushing people, as everybody just did the same to him.
Running down the pavement, Jevin mumbles small sorry’s as he pushes others anyways, checking his watch many times.
Atleast being a slime meant he didn’t sweat, that was nice, he doesn’t have to get drenched before work, he feels bad for the people who do have to though.
He sees the sign had already been flipped to ‘Open’ he bites the inside of his cheek, “Cleo must’ve got here early…” Jevin mumbles to himself as he opens the door.
“Goodmorning Jevin!” Xisuma grins at him as the man walks through the door, “Goodmorning X, sorry for being late.”
Xisuma rolls his eyes slightly, “Jevin, you’ve been working here for what, 3 years? You know I don’t mind, especially when you walk here all the way from District 9 and still get here before me most of the time.”
Jevin gives a cheeky smile as he rubs the nape of his neck, he sighs, “I guess you’re right, just seems right to apologize.”
“Well in that case, you’re absolutely fine my friend, also, you’ve got unshifted spots on your neck.”
Jevin blinks, quickly putting the glamour over his neck again, “Have I got it?” Xisuma nods, “Thanks X.”
Xisuma waves him off with a smile, and then points toward the counter, “Cleo’s gonna be coming in late, and I’ve got some paperwork to do, so could you man the counter and the orders while you wait for Cleo?”
Jevin nods, “Yeah sure, also, saw a vigilante fall off a roof on the tv back at home, if we get an injured visitor soon I would not be suprised.”
Xisuma simply hums, flashing Jevin a quick smile before dissapearing into his office for the morning.
Jevin walks over to the counter and quickly turns on his very much outdated phone, and started scrolling through Hermitnews, the news channel for the country of Minecraftia, or, well, the news channel for the higher districts atleast.
Suddenly a very loud jingle came from the door, and Jevin lifted his head up, only to see Trident, Jevin winces at the state of his mechanical eye and normal leg that he was currently not walking with, instead bouncing on the other because wow that leg looks bent very wrongly.
Jevin grimaces in sympathy at the man, and is met with a glare, “Coffee or Tea?” Although knowing full well what the answer was it was always good to ask.
“Coffee.” A voice changer, hm, that’s new, Jevin swiftly turns around, heading for the coffee maker, pulling out a mug, he pours the coffee and adds the tiniest bit of milk and sugar, as such how Iskall likes it.
Now time for the part that really makes this a Healing Remedy, see, Hermitbakers was known by the public as a very nice place settling in District 8, with pretty good sweets and pastries.
But to the Vigilanties, Villains, and sometimes even Heroes, Hermitbakers was known as a place of refuge if you’ve gotten hurt on patrol, they didn’t know the secret to the Healing Remedies that were given, just that they were there, and they were there free.
And pretty much every super was very scared of Xisuma after meeting him the first time, Jevin didn’t see what was wrong, X was a very kind guy, giving him refuge even after breaking down at the man’s feet after escaping-
Yeah no, not going down that train of thought again, and he needed to get this Healing Remedy done for Iskall before the man passed out from pain.
Anyways, he swiftly changed his hand into pink transparent slime, and he grew slime from it, the world’s number one healing resource, pink slimes were practically extinct for it, and slime hybrids were hunted down as well, see why he has his glamour now?
See, Jevin wasn’t just a pink and blue slime hybrid, although he has heard of those before, a mix of two slimes, no, Jevin was a mainly blue slime that could transform into each and every species of slime, gaining their powers with it.
So, naturally, he was experimented on as a child… and, well, it wasn’t fun, that’s what he’ll say, he nibbles on the inside of his cheek but shakes his head and turns his attention back to the coffee.
He drops the healing slime into the coffee and adds a pinch of sugar, then takes a spoon and stirs it all together, putting the glamour back on his arm, Jevin takes the coffee out and goes and delivers it to Iskall personally, the man looked like he was going to die if he moved more, and Jevin would not like a dead Vigilante on the floor of his workplace, thank you very much.
The Vigilante groans in relief as his leg starts to shift back to normal, “Can’t do much about your eye, but we have a very broken telephone outside, if you want to call Mumbo.”
Iskall waves him off, saying that they’ve done enough already, “I’ll be fine getting back to my apartment, I can fix my eye there.” Jevin just hums and goes back behind the counter ignoring the Vigilante when he goes into the kitchen to go out the backdoor.
Jevin hums lightly to himself as he creates another tea, in beat with the calm music flowing through the bakery, fire crackling from the furnace on the other side of the kitchen, holding the pastries he was making.
He suddenly snaps back to reality, just in time for the tea to almost overflow, Jevin grimaced, and dumped a small bit, then went back to the counter.
“Here you are sir, that’ll be 1 iron please.”
The man at the counter gives him a diamond, a freaking diamond! Jevin just stares wide eyed at it as the man takes the tea from the counter and gives him a small smile, “Keep the change.”
And Jevin’s eyes just go back and forth from the diamond to the man, and his jaw is left hanging open when he stares at the back of the- the crazy man that just gave him a diamond!
And then the bell rings once more and Jevin is snapped out of his confused-state, in steps Cleo, shaking off the bitter cold of the Winter in District 8, right, he forgot to mention he can’t even feel temperature.
“Hey Jev, sorry I’m late, I called in but I had no idea if X got my message because of the connection of the phones during the Winter.”
“Cleo.” Jevin looks at her with a serious expression as she raises an eyebrow, and he shows her the diamond, “Some crazy customer just gave me this.”
“Holy sh-”
“Yeah.”
“Have you told X yet?!?!”
“No? I just got it from the guy who walked out just before you came in!”
“Well go show him then, I need to get started with the counter anyway.” Jevin gives her a grateful smile and grabs the diamond, trotting off to Xisuma’s office.
“X! You won’t believe what we just got!” Jevin slams the door open, startling Xisuma, who was knee deep in paperwork. But Jevin ignored that, and quickly started bouncing around in his slime form, rambling in gibberish.
Xisuma chuckles a little, “Okay, calm down, I can’t understand your gibberish.”
Jevin freezes up for a second, a dark shade of purple coming across his cheeks as he rubs the nape of his neck in embarrassment. “Anyways, some crazy rich guy gave us this!!” Jevin shows the diamond to X like a child showing a test with good grades to his mother.
Xisuma’s jaw drops as he takes it from Jevin, “Woah…”
“I know, right?! We could finally make that basement for the Supers like you always wanted to do now!” Jevin continues jumping up and down, smiling brightly.
Xisuma visibly brightens, it’s been all three of the employees at Hermitbakers’ dream to make a room under the bakery for supervillains, vigilantes, and heroes to hang out with one another, no fighting allowed, strict policy, of course.
And this diamond could be their ticket to just being able to get it renovated, they can worry about getting furniture later, right now they are savoring their success.
So naturally, after the bakery closes, and only hurt Supers are allowed in, the three gather in a booth in a dark corner to discuss it.
All three of them had their glamour off, Hybrid traits showing and smiles on their faces as the diamond sits in the middle of the table.
It was too dark to see them, and the windows were closed anyway, so Jevin was bouncing in his seat, something the other two had grown used to, as he shared his ideas for the secret basement.
Cleo was sitting on the window seat in the booth, rotten flesh mixing with sweet flowers and actually making a pretty nice scent, suprisingly, but that might just be some perfume.
Xisuma however, had his mask off, and his sunglasses were sitting next to them, his beanie was thrown carelessly to the side, his void black eyes were on full display, and the shulk on his head was vibrating happily.
“We could either have all three of them separate, or have them all in one room, which would probably spark up some more fights, but could finally force them to get along for once in their lives!” Jevin smiles as he voices his thoughts, staring directly at Xisuma and still bouncing excitedly.
“Maybe if that guy comes by again and gives us another diamond, we could build a conveyer from the kitchen to the basement as well, so the Supers could get some food faster while they're down there.”
Cleo remains pretty calm, but you can see the excitement sparking in her eyes at the idea. “I doubt we would get another diamond anytime soon, we can only hope, but after the renovation we do need to worry about furniture, what do you think, maybe we extend closing time to 10:00pm instead of 7:00pm to get more money?”
“That would work, but-” Though Cleo isn’t able to finish her sentence, as somebody comes through the door, and the telltale of a bell is sounded. Jevin stops bouncing, and his glamour comes back on, Cleo’s as well, Xisuma’s beanie, mask and sunglasses are messily thrown back on.
The three go deathly silent as the intruders walk in, they don’t know who they are, if it’s a villain or vigilante they would know to call out their names.
“Are you sure this place is safe to patch him up Cub?” One of the intruders speaks, and the three shoot glances at eachother, nobody knew the voice.
There’s a quiet hum before another speaks, “Pretty sure, the place is closed, so I doubt there would be any workers still here.” X, Cleo and Jevin have to hold back laughs at that, but then the duo’s eyes land on Xisuma and they nod.
“So we’re gonna assume you don’t know what this place is.”
The two intruders flinch violently, a thud could be heard by the wall, “W-Who are you?! We aren’t scared of you!”
Xisuma grimaces at the thud, “I’ll get the lights.” Jevin hums as he walks towards the kitchen, night vision helping him, suddenly the lights flicker on, Jevin leaning against the wall as he does so.
His eyes scan the two intruders, a man in a lab coat has his eyes directly on him, a mask that looks quite like a vex on his face. The other had a masquerade mask on his face, colorful against the dark night, and had large parrot wings that looked quite beat up.
But then his eyes trailed over to another man, who was currently bleeding out on one of their tables, he grimaced, then turned around and walked into the kitchen, closing the door behind him.
He pulled up a kettle and made some tea, throwing in the honey and pink slime at one point, then putting it into a mug and blowing on it a bit. Jevin walked out into the lobby again, and found the two intruders in the same position as last time, his eyebrow raised at them as he walked over to the unconscious body.
Xisuma and Cleo were talking to eachother in the corner still, so Jevin didn’t pay any attention to them, just focused on not dropping any of the tea on the floor.
It seems that the two intruders finally snapped out of their trance when he started going for the hurt person, the man with wings immediately came in front of him and spread his wings in a protective stance.
Jevin rolls his eyes, “If you guys want your friend to live, you should let me get to him with this tea.”
“How do we know you haven’t poisoned it?” An eyebrow raised.
“Please, Jev’s too much of a wimp to even touch poison.” Jevin’s head snapped back to where she was sitting in a scary time, and he sputtered a bit.
Jevin mumbles ‘whatever’ and pushes past the wings, careful as to not hurt them, and comes in front of the injured man. He puts two fingers up to the man's throat, and feels a shallow heartbeat, Jevin grimaces at it.
He takes the tea and puts it up to the man’s mouth, pouring slowly, and making sure that the man had swallowed it before pouring more.
The two intruders watch in amazement as their friend's wounds magically close up, the only proof of it being there was the blood that had dried up.
Cleo hums, “I’ll go get some cleaning supplies for that.” With that, she walks behind the counter and starts grabbing stuff.
Jevin meanwhile, goes back to sit down with X, as they wait for the man to wake up, “So, let me guess, you guys are rookie Vigilantes or Villains. Am I wrong?”
The guy with parrot wings snaps out of his confusion first, “Uh, yeah, we’re Vigilantes, we only started last month, how did you- how did you do that?” He points at his friend, who’s breathing was back to normal, and was sleeping soundly.
“This is Hermitbakers, to normal civilians we’re just a bakery, but to Vigilantes, Villains, and Heroes, we’re a place of refuge to hurt Supers, we have a healing remedy, what we just used on your friend, that we give to injured people for free.”
The man in the lab coat blinks, confused, “Really? That’s a really strong healing remedy, how do you have it?” Xisuma and Jevin chuckle a bit, “We don’t ever reveal how, and don’t try snooping around our kitchen to find the secret ingredient, many people have done it, and failed.”
“Can I ask what your names are?” The two Vigilantes flinch a bit at the sound of the deathly silent zombie behind them, who was cleaning up the blood.
“I’m Pesky bird, and that’s Vex, the guy you healed is Merchant, he got really hurt in a fight, and you saved him.” Pesky bird trails off at the end, Xisuma smiles at the vigilante from behind his mask.
“Well, I’m Jevin Ton, I’m the baker here, but sometimes I man the counter.” Jevin smiles at them from the booth in the corner, “Sorry we got off on the wrong foot.”
“I’m Cleo Zombie, yes I know, weird last name but it’s there.” Cleo shrugs, sitting down in the booth that had Merchant on the table.
“I suppose that leaves me, I’m Xisuma Void, you can just call me X though.”
“Or Shishwammyvoid, as Keralis would call you.” Cleo adds in a joking tone, and under the sunglasses, Xisuma rolls his nonexistent eyes.
Jevin coughed to break the silence, “Anyways, if you don’t need anything else, us three were just about to head home.”
Pesky bird blinked at him, and smiled nervously, “Yeah that’s all we really came here for, thank you for healing Merchant.”
Jevin nods at him, and the next few moments are spent watching the two vigilantes pick up their friend and head home.
“I’ll see you guys tomorrow I suppose.” Jevin waves at them, walking out the front door and onto the sidewalk, starting the long trek to district 9.
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Join in the Slime
By: Symphopan
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Pan: Ok it's on. *Ahem* So this is Pan documenting Incident: 0508. Class: Crystal grab. Subject is Ms. Tess Ashton, previously Ted Ashton.
Tess: Come on! Let me out please.
Pan: Beginning report. About 3 weeks ago, I detected a high reality surge from one of the worlds. After tracking it, I discovered that a Reality Crystal had been uncovered but had been used. So I went down there to see what happened. That's when I ran into Ted and a group of his friends.
Tess: I know you can hear me.
Pan: *Sigh* The Group had found it by pure happenstance. They didn’t really seem to know what they had in their possession. After a bit one of them did figure out what it could do after accidentally blasting a wall. They then took turns seeing what else the Crystal could do, some changed into animal hybrids, others gave themselves “cool” magic weapons or powers. That’s when I’d decided to step in.
Tess: Don’t you wanna be like them.
Pan: They regained composer form seeing a bipedal talking panda, but they refused to give up the Crystal. Before I could just take it, they gave the Crystal to Ted, stood in front of him, and got ready to fight me. Not wanting to overdo it on some people having fun, began to take them down one by one. Once it was just Ted left, they asked him to do something. And from here it is best if you hear it from her.
Tess: Why don’t become slime, I’m sure you’ll like it.
Pan: Please. If you’ll just give your statement. The Quicker we get through this, the sooner you and Cam can be together.
Tess: OH! Ok where do I start?
Pan: When you first use the Crystal.
Tess: Well when everyone was asking for my help, the Crystal started glowing. I looked into it and saw a glimpse of the powers I could have. I did what they had done and focused on the crystal. Once I closed my eyes and opened them again, I was greeted by a void. I could hear a voice around me, it sounded like mine but higher pitched, and more feminine. It was saying things like, “I know what you crave. What power you want. Are you not tired of being so passive? Don’t you want to be noticed by all, by him.” And it was right. I did.
Pan: That all lines up with what normally happens during some Reality Awakenings. The void, voice, even the promise of power.
Tess: Is that what you call it? Well after trying to find the voice, I turned to face a girl made completely out of what looked like slime. She smiled at me before holding her hand out. When I took it she quickly covered me. After then my vision went dark and when it came back I saw you before being overtaken by a lot of energy. Slowly I started to change. My skin became smoother, my thighs widened and hips pinched inward. Looking at my hands, they started to become daintier and lost a couple of inches of my high. My chest starts to grow out close to a D cup I believe. Then everything felt really weird. I felt very gooey and like everything was moving at all times. The feeling was odd at first but then I began to LOVE it. And wasn’t just the gooey feeling but finally being a girl. Some much was going through my head, happiness, excitement, and the need to share this feeling with others. *Slamming Noise* Much like you.
Pan: *Exasperated Sigh* I’m not letting you out Tess.
Tess: You're already halfway there being part paint yourself, just let me finish you off. Aw come back please. I was just spreading the love.…
(Tess’ voice fades out)
Pan: Tess’ Awakening wasn’t the usual balance of aura color, which was pink and blue, and the black and white that all others have. In her case the white overtook a good 70% of her aura of blue and pink. She became an Flux, an Ascendant one at that. While I don’t think she is as bad as other Flux cases, on either side, she did manage to convert her friend and 60% of her home reality. So I put the world under quarantine, as it seems like they work on some type of hive mind. I currently have Galaxy working on something to break her connection and lessen her need to convert others. Hopefully after that we can convince her to stop, with help from Cam. For now she’ll remain here, though I will say she does seem happier now that she’s like that.
(Door opens)
Robo: (from a distance) Hey Melody… Oh sorry didn’t know you were Pan right now.
Pan: It’s fine. What’s up?
Robo: I need you to come see this.
(Door Closes)
Pan: Well I should see what that is. Report over. [Recording ends]
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Art by Me.
Robo belongs to @robotkirby12
Galaxy belongs to Sorrowful Succubus
Thanks to @robotkirby12 and Sorrowful Succubus for test reading, and encouraging me.
I hope to write more like this soon.
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MY DARLING DOLLS 44
PREVIOUS || PT8 CH44 || NEXT
"heyyy do you guys wanna go to the beach?" The old tojou ask so suddenly on day. You stared at him oddly.
"Why so sudden?" You mumble confuse.
"I felt like it." He laughs and you cannot help but face palm.
"By the way, do you remember my name?" He gives you a very teasing smile.
"...no." you sigh as you realize his daughter probably told him about it.
"that's very concerning you know? You forgot a lot of stuff those years. Even so you don't seems to change or age." He pointed out as he seat across you.
"People who likes you have horrible taste to be honest." He laughs.
"Your daughter likes me." You pointed out and he gives you a nasty look. You laugh at his response as you did you heard the door sliding open. You look up to see Kanata surrounded by fluffy creature.
"[ Old man] I'm going to 'turn' your [ demon spawn ] into a 'doll'" he declared with a wide smile. He seems to be disturbed by the little miss again to be called that again.
"Geez. What did she do again?" The old tojou sigh as he too realize this a normal encounter with those two.
"She was being 'rude' and ' annoying' saying I'm 'fake' and only 'human' can be with a 'human'." He walks toward the garden sliding door to close it but there's a fast footstep running toward the room and someone who's soaking wet cat appear, and it was the young lady.
"YOU! YOU FAKE!"
"ah... The 'annoyance' is here." Kanata smiles that isn't a smile as he stared in disgust at young lady. "My dollmaker, do you wanna see 'magic'?" He ignore her to stare at you who's going to get some towel for the wet cat of the estate.
"Ah? Ok." Your interested on what he means by magic when he point at the pond that was in the backyard. "My fishy friends attack thee fiend!" He then point at the young lady.
There was nothing for a moment which was an awkward silent as you rub the wet hair of the young lady but then you hear something.
"huh...?" You look at the pond out of curiosity and eyes stares back at you. "Huh? Waaa--" the water went up and many fish all fly out and all fin slapped everyone in sight.
"WTH." You cover up but you start to chuckle how interesting it is. "Wow!" You stared at the flying fish before you hear a scream and look behind you and saw the young lady being over thrown by the flying fish
The scene seems fun and all, even through the old tojou question how does that work but he seen stuff to not ask it out loud.
[ something have come up...] You heard ritsu voice mumble before you were unable to move or speak.
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"retribution~" kanata chuckle before walking toward you, his smile turn into worry when he stares at you.
"What's wrong, my dollmaker?" He ask you when seems to be frozen in place. Before your shadow pour out and circle around you yet Kanata already run toward you to hug you.
"I'll go with you..." He smiles without care where you two might go too. Soon, You two disappear into the shadow, out of sight.
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When you open your eyes you found yourself in the same place where you and ritsu chatted before. But the place seems distorted for a moment.
"ah ..you brought someone with you..." He stared at Kanata who wave at him. "Oh it's one of Sakuma... But there's already two Sakuma.... " He seems confuse about it. "Hello, hello~" he greets him either way.
"...in some reality. You two were a couple." Ritsu pointed out one of the tales he sees. A story about an alternative world where there's Kanata who is a slime and meet you, become an item and live a fairly not that dramatic life.
"Hmm? 'Some Reality' ... Little Sakuma... You most have seen a lot of things. " Instead of questioning what the other know beyond the world you all are in, he just laugh and clap his hand in Glee.
"what's the problem ritsu?" You wonder what's the problem to begin with. Honestly you were surprised what he just did. Kinda cool.
"... something seems to change in the setting..." He mumbles as he look at Kanata and you. "Hmm... Anyway, either works for me." He is too lazy to point out what he notice.
"Ah. Also. There's people who finally give a fuck about you not aging." He finally says. "Burn the witches a they say." Giggling as he can't wait to see how you'll fix that mess.
Maybe he stayed far too long to that twisted place, or his just annoyed with you again.
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A Tear in the Diaphanous Veil
See Previous Installment
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{Unrelenting nightmares continued to roil in a not-unconscious mind. The onslaught tore from within. But emotion was far from some alien thing. It was just an irrelevant thing, usually. A cause for bias. It propagated error. But what was there, here, in this space between spaces, this pocket of something in the yawning void? Was there truth here? How could there be?}
No, Ray, I would never...!
{What there was here was abberation. It was like a sound that grated on the nerves, fingernails on chalkboard, the high whine of a fragment of metal caught in an engine, an utter cacophony of discordant notes. Only, it was far more silent than death itself. The grinding engines of the multiverse were all around, and here, were eddies of reality, crashing against this pocket. Felt, in juddering fits and starts, but never heard.}
These are only shadows. These things I see aren't real. But why does it feel so real? Why do I ache like this? Why does it feel like I've already lost everything, when....
I'm here.
{Brown eyes set below strong brows, behind wire-rimmed lenses, bleared open. A smear of bluish luminescence pervaded all around.}
Perhaps it's because I'm here. This creature wants me to suffer. These are its distractions - to me, to...my colleagues.
No. To my friends.
And...my family.....or was that a shadow, too...?
{Memories played out years of patterns and cycles, steady and familiar. Real. But no less unpleasant.}
I suppose they have their reasons to react this way to these shadows.
I want the truth.
{The Mother Mothel replied in what might have been mistaken for a sneer.}
Do you? What an odd creature you are. Your kind isn't exactly partial to the truth, is it?
That all depends on what you mean by my "kind." Or did you think we were all alike? If you wanted to take someone who trades in deception the way you do, then you chose poorly when you took me.
The truth.
{The blue luminescence flickered into darker shades.}
How dare you?
Easily.
{Enraged, the Mother Mothel hovered overhead, wings beating madly, then darted around the pocket in reality, caroming off unseen walls in puffs of glowing blue powder.}
I have met entities more threatening than you. More powerful. I am not impressed with you.
{The howl of rage that erupted from the Mother Mothel was all the terrible sounds of abberation that had gone so far felt, but unheard. The silence lifted to its deafening roar.}
I don't need to impress you! You are nothing but a fragile creature, plucked from the the thin slime of mortal existence on a damp rock hurtling through space around a mediocre star!
{There might have been something a little unsettling in the wry smirk that slowly spread across Egon's lips, if the Mother Mothel had understood such expressions.}
Obviously. Somehow, that doesn't seem to be stopping you from trying, nevertheless.
Fine. Shadows don't hurt you, odd creature that you are. So, perhaps the truth you claim to want, will. With you, came friction. It was easy to make them look the other way - to lose you and not even bother to come looking for you. But, without you, look how they stumble! See how this one tries to fight the Rising Darkness in your place, thinking you will never speak to him again.
...Russell...?
How easy it was to make him believe that the two of you had argued! It wasn't the first time. Do you think he really stands a chance?! It was harder with your friends, but it was still possible. You made it easy. Now, watch your world crumble and fall!
{Egon's brow furrowed in thought. This sight of his grandfather and his cousins, Mort and Russell, in a battle against a powerful demon which passed before him, as if through a window, could still be the Mother Mothel's deception. His soldier-boy cousin didn't have a scar down the side of his face...did he? It certainly made a weird lie, but a believable truth. There was really only one way to know for sure, and that meant getting out of this un-place, and back home again. But as his captor spoke those final words, he slowly turned his head to face the creature. Such hubris. What absolute, staggering chutzpah! She was starting to sound like a bad comic book villain. But, the insults didn't add up. The Mother Mothel spoke to him as if he really were important, and a key factor in battling this so-called Rising Darkness. It didn't matter. He was important to the people in his life who cared about him, and it was time he showed them that they mattered to him, too. Egon squared his shoulders.}
I don't take orders - least of all from you.
I'm going home.
{The ambient blue luminescence flickered like a bad fluorescent tube before collapsing into a dull glow, as if the area were bathed in blacklight. The creature flapped away, confused, and huddled as far away from Egon as she could get. The pocket of space shuddered as if shaken by a sonic boom. As it fell still again, the blue luminescence returned, but the Mother Mothel stayed where she was. Egon looked around.}
What was that?
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