#ravage is a very good kitty

[ultimatefartwizard]

Been a while, BOOM RAVAGE PAGE

I love this fuckass cat, her like 17 siblings, and her weird dad

-Wiz

[mykoreanlove]

just another day at the dorms - minho version

“Where is she? Where is y/n?” Minho searched the dorms frantically, ravaging everything in his way.

You were about to leave for the night, eager for your first real blind date. Dating was still forbidden, so you had to be sneaky which made the whole thing even hotter.

Your hand was already on the door handle but before you could open it you felt yourself getting yanked to the side. His lips crushed onto yours without a word, forcefully dancing with your tongue. You didn’t need an introduction though; you would have recognized Minho in every universe.

His hands travelled down your body, kneading, and groping his favorite parts. He lifted you up and walked both of you towards his room – not breaking the kiss even once. You felt yourself falling on his big bed, he was attached to you like glue.

“Don’t leave me y/n, please. Don’t ever leave me.”

Minho thrusted onto you, showing you exactly just how much he needed you. Your clothes were gone seconds after and you found yourself on top of him, taking him all in as you circled your hips around his dick.

“Mmhmm, my kitty cat is doing such a good job”, he hummed in pleasure.

He was right, you did a very good job – at fucking a taken man.

You threw your head back, intensifying the rhythm of your circles as he sucked on your perky tits forcefully. “Fuck, kitty, this is gonna bruise tomorrow”, he smirked.

You slung your arms around him and whispered in his ear: “This is the last time, Min. I’m ditching my date for you and you better-“, your speech got cut off by your moans, as he was thrusting from underneath you, hitting all the right spots.

“You were saying?”, he retorted. You grabbed his full hair and pulled his head back; you had him looking up to you now. “Don’t play with me, Min. I mean it.”

Before you could even blink, he spun you around, making you lay on your belly as he was thrusting into you from behind. His sweaty body lay on yours, his heaviness pushing you into the soft mattress. You felt his hot breath on your ear as he whispered: “But I like playing with you the most, kitty.”

Minho raised his upper body and started leaving kisses all over your backside – starting from the neck and working his way down to your ass. “God, you are perfect, y/n”, he hummed in appreciation. Minho spanked your ass before thrusting the hardest, making you see stars for a minute. He emptied himself inside of you and collapsed on your back.

“Sorry about your date.”

You sighed into the fluffy cushions. “What about your girlfriend, Min? Are you even sorry for her?” He nodded his head, still buried in your neck. “I am. But I can’t help it. She is not-“, he paused.

“What? Giving you attention? Fucking you properly? Caring about you?”

Minho got off of you and rolled on his side. He caressed your face with the palm of his hand, he was in total agony of your beauty. “She’s not seeing me for who I am. To her I am Minho, the idol, the perfect guy. I am up on a pedestal in her mind. She really has no idea who I am. Who I really am.”

You frowned at his explanation. Ever since you met him you were very well aware of his flaws – he had anger issues, he rarely flossed, he could be too cold at times, he loved cats more than humans, he left his damp towels all around the dorms and got impatient when you messed up his choreographies.

How peculiar to think that he, or anybody really, would be perfect.

“But you, y/n”, he inhaled deeply, “you are different.” His fingers brushed your lips, making him inhale in anticipation. “Different how?” He got up and towered over you, his body only inches away from yours. The silver chain around his neck fell right in between your cleavage, making you squirm at the coldness of the metal.

“You”, he kissed your swollen lips,

“see”, another one on your left cheek,

“me”, followed by a kiss on the right cheek,

“for”, a kiss on the nose,

“who”, followed by a kiss on your temple.

“You are”, you whispered in realization. He smirked and crushed his lips onto yours again, for the second but not last time that night.  

[signedeclipse]

hi! Can I get some headcanons with petplay, with Dōma, Muzan, and Shinobu? If you don't do that kink feel free to ignore this!

Douma | Muzan | Shinobu [X Reader]

In which they share a pet/master dynamic with their s/o and get heated with it.

Douma

To him, humans are very akin to animals

Rabid, wild things that have such strange rituals, doing absolutely anything to survive

But you were different from those predators, something gentle, something more of a prey he wanted to protect

Like a rabbit!

He doesn't really realise he treats you like that, because it's apart of your everyday life

He gives you 'treats' when you do something he likes, and pets you on the head all the time

You're just so timid and easily frightened

It's so cute to him!

Douma would eventually introduce the dynamic to your more intimate moments

He likes seeing you in the fake long ears and round little tail he got for you

He loves when you fall on your hands and knees for him, and follow him around like the good little bunny you are

The demon doesn't really know what the dynamic is, as far as he's concerned you're his cute little plaything that he wants to protect and ravage

It will be very public in the cult, at least seeing you collared or being pampered by him and called bunny

Mosaics and religious artefacts are made with you in it, represented by a small rabbit held by the demon

Besides, you both fuck like rabbits too

Muzan

The demon lord craved control over everything in his life, even his s/o

Of course he was far more lenient with you, but you seemed to crave listening to his every word when you weren't being such a brat

It didn't go unpunished, but your punishments were far from painful, just overwhelming

He is subtle in the dynamic, besides the petname and a nice leash to tug you by

Anytime he is sat reading, he likes to have you kneeling beside him, with your leash wrapped around his hand and head resting on his lap

His weak kitty, his precious kitten, something that needed to be protected from the world, and shown how to behave

Not only is his life with you private, but you as a whole

You are his and his alone, and in a sense your home is your cage, the only place a precious thing like you should be

Cats can be very bratty, so he has a few things around that he can tie you up and leave you strapped it until the only thing you can do is mewl

" Good kitty "

Shinobu

Surprisingly the worst of the two

She keeps it insanely private, but behind closed doors Shinobu is a total freak

She'll tie your ankles to your thighs so you have to walk on your hands and knees

Collar you and tug on your leash so you force your pace into her pussy

She wants full control over her dumb little puppy

Will 100% have a dog bowl for you to drink out of, and she loves watching you humiliatingly do so

Your dynamic is kind of 24/7 but out of sight, with your public collar being a necklace with a small lock on it so no one thought much of it

Probably has a bed with non conspicuous bars under it that acts as your cage

You usually sleep with her, but if you've been bratty or behaving badly you'll sleep under there, or when you find it more comfortable

Will make you drool like a dog too, after ruining your orgasms for an hour and then making you cum nonstop for another hour

Authors Note - OKAY FIRST you chose the best characters for this because if anyone asked me who has a petplay kink I would have said these three

Secondly, this is probably the most personally controversial ask ive ever gotten because all my social circles (communities, school and work) are very prestigous/formal and sometimes I wonder what they'd think if they found this acc and saw this.

Thirdly, thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy <3

[wilted3sunflowers]

this family is cursed with the marking of overblot usually on the face, maybe a few other places but theyre not overblotted

This is one of the twisted ocs I always wanted to show but I never finished him enough to show him However since I'm cleaning out files I suppose now is as good as any to show both him and his younger brother.

Based around the myth of the cursed and unlucky black cats in a small part

The older brother is in diasomnia and has a very detached personality. Neutral and numb. He isnt ashamed of his family line but its not exactly a thing he finds pride in. He has great power yet never actually exerts it. Doesn't stop everyone from avoiding him anyways in the College. No matter where he walks almost everyone [exceptions of cater, Leona, some in diasomnia and of course his brother] will avoid him like the plague.

Oddly enough, he likes when people have enough audacity to be rude. His favorite games[…for the wrong reason] are tag and magishift. He likes being chased. I found the idea that cater isn't too intimidated with him if only because he's shown he has no bite unlike Leona, so cater sometimes capitalizes on him for his magigram for a unique picture of 'the family "responsible" for overblottings'

His younger brother who I had nicknamed as 'tech kitty' as a placeholder is your classic shitty online troll. He loves trying to ruin things for iida. He also takes advantage of his brothers reputation sometimes and when the stands are clear on one side all because his brother is sitting up there, it's free space to sit without the hassle. However he claims no relation to his brother to the student body and is quick to say

"do all catbeasts look the same to you?!" To make others backtrack and apologize. He doesn't want to deal with the social stigma that comes with being apart of this family. Tech kitty knows his brother is a freak much better than he himself knows since his brother doesn't do any self introspection and seems to barely even pay attention to the world itself.

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It was said the first ancestor was the cause of someone overblotting, depending on the story it was them who kept pulling strings leading the person overworked and stressed/feeling hopeless and overwhelmed/ etc or another is that they were the one so put tortured by life they became the first person to overblot and ravaged the land leading to a sorcerer marking the family for eternity for their wretched doings being seen as the one to cause all others suffering with the threat of overblot its lost to time story if they caused someone else to overblot or if the first ancestor was the overblot victim its swayed to who tells it.

[elfdragon12]

Thundercracker is back and immediately assumed that Skywarp’s loss was due to the Autobots not his fellow Decepticons. Perhaps they might go in the route being unsure if the cause and methods in the first place.

Optimus and Sparkplug moment was very well put so far as they both clearly don’t want war but are forced to reckon it. A good bonding moment and bring vulnerable.

BLASTER AND RED ALERT.

Though Red Alert doesn’t look good, hoping Blaster is alright. Saw a bit of Bumblebee there too in flashback.

Starscream straight up kicked Ravage much to Soundwave’s shock and horror.

Yeah! I also found his phrasing pretty curious. I would love more context for the war and how the two groups see each other. Is Thundercracker perhaps naive and not as knowledgeable about the Decepticons as he thinks or is this a perspective the rest of the Decepticons share?

PARALLELS! I am shouting from the rooftops about the parallels DWJ is writing! It's certainly not the first time that Optimus has had this type of connection with a human, but it might be the first where the heaviness of loss and tragedy of war are truly discussed/hinted at.

Please, DWJ! Please don't let this be the only time we see Blaster alive! 😭 I just got my 40th anniversary boy in the mail!

Yeah, Starscream is really running roughshod over Soundwave and his poor kitty! (I wonder if, upon the reckoning of his poor leadership by Soundwave or Megs, that Starscream somehow manages to summon the Combaticons like the G1 episode and cause havoc that way!)

[baedaze]

1/2 Very sexy and elegant I like to kiss and take the lead I like to be in control with my partners pleasure as my main interest Have you played with a pleasure dom before I love introducing new play ideas to new partners and training new subs I want you to send me a picture of you today I love you without makeup I love your hair tell your new Daddy what you like in bed I love everything about sensuality and sex I like blindfolding my partner and tying her hands above her head and kissing and licking her everywhere I find that the most erotic and intense sexual experience is when the man is dominant and the woman is fully submissive which mimics what animals do in nature it’s a very strong primal force the submissive partner can fully let go I love making my partner squirt during oral while massaging her gspot I like deep kissing on the lips I like dirty talk I like making all the decisions for my sub and having her listen to all my commands I love learning all the ways my partner experiences pleasure and making her feel as much pleasure as possible I love deep penetration with my seven inch **** I’m very attracted to you your smile is so alluring sexy happy warm and a little devious I want you to be a good girl and send your new Daddy a very sexy picture my good girl look at your beautiful body baby cakes I love your breasts and shoulders and arms and very sexy butt I’d love to be behind you right now kissing the back of your neck and putting the front part of my body up against your back side I’m going to be in full control of you baby I like being on your mind babygirl I’m now thinking about how every part of you will taste especially your pussy I want you to call me Daddy in most of the texts you send to me I wish I was in bed with you now I’d like to make you cum with my tongue lips and fingers right now except when you cum you need to ask for my permission okay you’re going to live giving your Daddy your control of cumming you’ve been such a good girl so far I can’t wait to fill you up slowly and deeply then fast and rough when you are ready I can go as long as you need to fully satisfy you I like when you get horny for me my volume is big sometimes and it may drip out of you babycakes you’re such a sexy sensual submissive erotic woman I’d love to fully cum inside of you and release all my fantasies my hands will know how to caress squeeze massage all of you I like how you write you’re a smart and passionate woman it’s very attractive you will lose your mind when I lick suck and tease around you and on your kitty your Daddy will love eating and fingering your kitty with his long and strong fingers vibrator that goes inside you and over your clit while I penetrate you I’ll want you to try that with me I’ll know how to control you to make you have the best orgasms babygirl you can trust your Daddy I want you now I want all your fluids babygirl how many times do you like to cum babycakes I like to be possessive of you when we play your body will belong to me it will be my kitty I’m going to be your pleasure dom babygirl I’m going to learn what your body likes and ravage your body for hours with pleasure of all sorts you’ll need to be a good girl and do everything I say I want to make your body shake from cumming so hard I want to satisfy you so well that it will ruin you for other men I want to put a collar around your neck to show that you belong to me kitty I’ll find you a very pretty one it will show you that I’m in charge and your dom babygirl I’m laying in bed touching myself thinking about how much I will love being your Daddy I want you to send me a pic of you now I’m very attracted to you without makeup and I’m your natural states you are deeply attractive and fucking sexy I love your skin and breasts and dark nipples and lips and tongue I’m going to make you feel electric I will stare deep in your eyes when all seven inches of me are inside you I’m going to soothe all your stress my sweet girl you’re going to love being in bed with your Daddy I’m going to pleasure you in layers upon layers

[dontpetmeibite]

" A few maybes and perhaps one no? Regardless, I already respect you for what you have accomplished and continue to accomplish. I am honored you continue to let me get to know you."

Ravage smiles. "Stern and gruff are all good, the important thing is that there be kindness beneath it. Public displays of affection...are a little tricky." She pauses for a moment.

"If I'm speaking as Lord High Protector, or as Vox Destron, then I need my partners, most of whom are dominant, not to interact with me physically the way they do in private. Sanctuary sends me to the Council of Worlds. I told Prowl off about Megatron's sentencing. So there are situations in which it's crucial that people don't hover over me, or pick me up, or pat me on the head. I love it when Soundwave picks me up and--yeets me into a berth; he would never do that where other people could see."

She sighs. "The second thing is that I have dangerous reflexes. I've done a lot of work on them since I became a mother, but the bitlets and sparklings are smaller than I am and typically don't set them off. A larger person, or an obvious adult, sneaking up on me or unexpectedly touching me in public could trigger my self-defence instincts. Or my PTSD.

"And the third thing is that unsolicited petting and touch is a common microaggression committed against beastformers. Most of us therefore don't like to be touched in public because there is always some fucking afthelm who thinks that if Optimus Prime can pet the Decepticon kitty, she must be very chill indeed, and so can he. And he cannot. I will in fact bite him. Unless I do worse."

[m-jelly]

The Cat and the wolf

This reader story is dedicated to my friend @ladycheesington I hope you enjoy <3 Thank you so much for everything you've made me and the support you give me.

Pairing: Wolf!Erwin x Cat!Reader

Genre and tags: Smut, fluff, foreplay, toys, teasing, brat taming, use of the pet name daddy, pet names, mentions of breeding, creampie, spanking, rough, dom Erwin, knotting, romance, mates, aftercare.

Concept: You want to play the brat, so Erwin goes along with it. He makes sure you remember the safe word and you give full consent before you start your play. He teases you, punishes you and plays with you. Once he's done, he ravages you in the kitchen and gives you what you desire. After you enjoy a nice shower together.

I'll be honest with you. It's pure filth.

Tag list: @ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @skittlelover69 @strawberrybunny123 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a

You sat staring at your lover as he read the newspaper. You narrowed your eyes at him as your tail swished. You slipped off the sofa and crawled closer to Erwin as you watched his wolf ears twitch on his head as he focused. You purred a little, which drew Erwin’s attention to you. You pushed your hands over his thighs slowly. 

Erwin closed his paper. “What are you up to, Kat?”

You giggled at the pet name. “Nothing.”

He put his paper onto the side. “You’re up to something.”

You pushed your hands to his hips and started massaging. “I’m just a good little kitty Kat.”

He held your chin and slowly ran his thumb over your bottom lip. “It looks like to me that you’re being naughty.”

You pushed Erwin’s thumb into your mouth and moaned as you sucked the thick and big thing. You locked eyes with your lover as he panted and shivered at your touch. You popped his thumb out of your mouth. “I’m a good kitten.”

Erwin knew what you were up to, you wanted to play and he was too. He knew you wanted to be a brat and he happily wanted to go with it. “That so? Well, be a good kitten for me and sit while I finish my paper, then I’ll play with you.”

You pouted as you sat back on your legs. Your tail swished as you felt heat pool between your legs, but Erwin wasn’t doing anything about it. You reached over to the remotes on the coffee table and shoved them off. 

Erwin’s ear twitched. He looked at you from over your paper. “What are you doing?”

You got up and walked to the kitchen as you swayed your hips. “Nothing.” You pushed a plastic bottle off. “Nothing at all.”

Erwin closed his paper. “Kat.”

You pushed a drink over and made it spill on the counter. “Nothing at all.” 

He rose to his feet and walked over as you knocked over cereal. “You are being very naughty” he growled and held your chin making you gasp “kitten.”

You shivered at his tone and voice, he was using his commanding dom voice on you. “Am I being naughty, daddy?”

Erwin blushed at the pet name. “I should punish you.”

You moaned at the thought. “Please do.”

He tilted his head and leaned towards your cat ears on your head. “First things first, consent.”

“I want this.”

He kissed the end of your nose. “Safe word?”

“Atlas.”

“Good kitten.” He released you and looked at the mess. “This needs cleaning, so put on your cleaning things.” 

You gasped in delight when you realised what he had in store for you. You ran to the bedroom and pulled all your clothes off. You yanked on your sexy apron and picked up the vibrating egg. You returned to Erwin and handed the egg over to him. “Ready!”

Erwin lifted you and sat you on the clean counter. “Open.”

You parted your legs for him. “Yes.”

He eyed your arousal dripping from your opening. “Such a hungry Kat.” He ran the egg up and down before easing it into you. He smiled at your moan. “Good kitten.” He ran the cable between his fingers until he reached the thigh strap. He tied it around your thigh and made sure it wasn’t too tight. He turned it on and pulled back. “Let’s get to cleaning.”

You pouted. “What if I don’t wanna?”

He pulled his phone out and opened the app for the egg. “If you’re naughty for your daddy, then he’ll punish you.”

You gasped at him using the term. “Ah.” You went to reply but the vibration went to max. You cried out as your mind went blank. “E-Erwin!” You growled when he stopped it. “Ah, you.”

“Clean and you’ll be rewarded.” He stepped back and watched you slip off the counter and start cleaning. He smiled when you started giving up. He turned up the egg to max again. “You’re slacking. It’s almost like you don’t want to cum.” 

You huffed when he turned it down to a body aching level, the kind that frustrated you because it just didn’t scratch the itch. “I do.”

He leaned against the fridge. “Then be a good kitten.”

You shivered as your legs shook and your honey dribbled down your legs. You wiped up the cereal before mopping the drink up. You snapped your head back and cried out in pleasure as Erwin turned up the egg to the vibration you needed. You dropped your cleaning things and moved your hips to the vibration. You flicked your tail and leaned on the counter. You stuck your bum up in the air and purred in delight. 

Erwin felt his erection strain and pulse against his trousers and boxers. He watched you try and fuck the air, but you weren’t getting what you wanted and he could see your frustration. He walked over to you and placed his large hand on your pussy and covered it fully. He moved his hand slowly and teased your plump clit.

You whimpered at his teasing touch. “Erwin.”

He leaned closer and whispered against your ear. “Be a good kitten for daddy. Keep cleaning.” 

You nodded. “Y-Yes.” 

“What a good Kat you are.” He pushed a hand behind your apron and began massaging your right breast. He pinched your nipple and hummed. “You’re working so hard.”

You panted and moaned at Erwin’s teasing touch. “Y-Yes. I want a re-reward.” 

Erwin bit your cat ear. “Then be a good kitten for daddy and finish up your cleaning.”

You quickly cleaned up the last part. “D-Done!”

Erwin looked it over before releasing your breast. He tapped on his phone and turned up the vibration. He massaged your breast again as his fingers played on your clit. “Cum, my cute Kat. Cum.”

You threw your head back as your legs shook. You screamed in pleasure as you felt your orgasm rip its way through your body. “Erwin!”

He turned the egg down and hummed. “What a good kitten you’ve been, but you were still naughty. You know what happens next, right?”

You pouted and nodded. “Yes.”

He massaged your bum. “How many do you deserve.”

You smirked. “Two.”

He gripped your bum hard. “Kat!”

You whimpered at his dom tone, it sent a tingle to your pussy. “Ten. I deserve ten.”

“Better.” He released you and leaned against the counter. “Ready?”

You knelt down in front of him. “I want to suck.”

He grabbed your cheeks with one hand and made you pout. “You can, after your punishment.”

You whined. “But.”

“Kat.”

You stood up and leaned over the counter at his side and gripped the edge. “I’ll be a good kitten.”

He stood behind you and stared as your soaking pussy with the wire to the egg coming out of you. He smiled at the mess that you were. He grabbed your bum and pulled your cheek apart so see more into your vagina. He hummed at seeing the edge of the egg. He released your cheeks and stood to the side and got ready.

Erwin hummed. “Rememeber what to do?”

You nibbled your lip. “Count out loud.”

“Good kitten.” 

You moaned loudly at the first slap. “O-One!” You smiled in delight when he slapped again. “Mm two.”

Erwin smiled. “Keep going.” He smiled as you kept counting for him. “Last one.”

You hummed. “Ten!”

He massaged your bum and kissed your back. “Good kitten.”

You panted. “Erwin.”

He turned off the egg before pulling it out of you with a pop and a moan. He unstrapped it from your leg and hummed. “You’ve been such a good kitty Kat.” He undid his belt and pulled his eight inch long erection out of his trousers. “Are you hungry?”

You purred. “Your kitty needs her milk.”

“Where do you want your milk?”

You wiggled your bum. “Inside me. Bury your cock deep inside me. Knot me hard. Fill me with all the cum that’s inside your big heavy balls. Mate me. Breed my pussy.”

He growled at your words, his wolf instictes took over. Erwin grabbed your hips and slammed his dick deep into your soaking wet pussy. He howled in pleasure when you squeezed him. He leaned over you and bit your shoulder on your bonding mark. He growled a little when you leaned into his possessive bite. He pulled back and stood up, his body towering over your small one. 

You covered your mouth with one hand and gripped the edge of the counter. Your eyes rolled back into your head, drool dripped down your chin as Erwin sent you into mind melting heaven. Hips pelvis smacked hard and fast against your sensitive cheeks thate were still sore from his slaps. You felt so full as he reached the furthest parts of your insides with his long cock. You shivered at his swelling knot pushing in and out of your opening.

Erwin paused his movements. “Hand.”

You moved your hand from your mouth. “Y-Yes.”

“I want to hear you cry my name. Droan this room out with your wet pussy taking my cock and your moans of pleasure.”

You panted and smiled as you rolled your hips against him. “Yes…daddy…”

He growled at you. “Naughty kitten.” 

He gripped your hips hard and started pumping himself in and out of you. He looked down to your ass to see it getting pink from his hips smacking against you. He growled at seeing his cock sliding in and out of you. His ears twitched as the sounds of your wet hole being fucked roughing by his dick. He shivered and whimpered at the delicious noises. He smiled at your crying moans as you drowned in pure bliss from his actions. He was feeding you pleasure.

Erwin grabbed your long tail and pulled it up causing your hips to go up. He growled when you clenched him hard at the increase in ecstasy. He took the end of your tail and bit it hard. He smiled against your tail as you screamed in delight. He tugged your tail a little as he get pumping himself into you. He squeezed your hip a little tight making you squeak and clench him hard. Erwin shivered at your walls massaging his knot.

You panted and drooled against the counter. “Erwin, I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum for me, kitten.” 

You arched your back as your body wiggled from the burning pleasure inside you. You cried out as you felt the pop and the tidal wave of bliss throb through you. “Yes!”

Erwin shivered in delight at feeling you body trying to milk him, but he wasn’t ready just yet. He yanked his cock out of you making you whimper. He admired the shine you’d made on his dick. He chuckled and turned you over onto your back. He grabbed your apron and yanked it to bunch between your breasts with his large hand. He admired how they spilled out, the nipples standing to attention and demanding his mouth.

Erwin slipped your hips off the counter a little and slid his cock back into you. He grabbed your breasts in his massive hands and massaged. “Look at you. What a good kitty Kat you are. You went from naughty to good so easily for me.”

You meowed and purred at him. “Daddy.”

A deep chuckle ratted in his chest. “You like calling me that, don’t you? You know it gets me flustered.”

You giggled. “Yes.”

He grabbed the counter edge by your head and slammed himself deep into you making you scream in pleasure. “Trying to be a brat again I see.”

You shook under him. “Er-Erwin.” You panted. “I’ll be a good kitten.”

He cupped the side of your face in his big hand. “Good kitty Kat.” He kissed you as he rolled his hips against you. “I have a lot of milk to give you.”

You panted. “Yes, Erwin.” You tangled your fingers in his golden locks. “Knot me and fill me.”

Erwin lightly gripped your neck and turned it to the side. He ran his tongue up slowly from the base of your neck to your jawline as he pumped his cock into you. “Who’s my good little kitten?”

“M-Me!”

He growled. “Who’s my sexy little mate?”

You tugged on his hair and ears. “Me!”

He kissed your roughly and shoved his large tongue into your mouth. He smiled as you shivers at your nipples rubbing against his smart shirt. Erwin’s body was massive compared to yours. His shoulders were broad and covered you. His arms were thick and muscular with veins sticking out and defining him. He consumed you fully and you loved it, you loved him. 

Erwin released your lips making you gasp in air. He kissed down your body and gripped your breasts. He squeezed the tightly as his big thumbs moved over your nipples. “Such a delectable body and all for me.”

You panted and moved your hips to meet Erwin’s actions. “Yes. I’m all yours. You’re my mate and I’m your mate.” You arched your back. “Knot me. Mate me. I need to be full of your cum. Give me everything.”

Erwin growled as he moved his hips faster, his knot popping in and out of your dripping opening. “Yes, my kitten.” He bit your breast and sucked causing a mark to blossom on your skin. “What a good kitty Kat you are for me.”

You shivered and moaned as he kept bucking against you. You whimpered at each pop of his knot going in and out of your pussy. You felt yourself dripping your arousal all over his cock, knot and the counter. You were drowning in ecstasy as Erwin gave you pleasure in many different ways. You squeezed your toes and shifted a little as you desired a little push from Erwin. 

Erwin heard your whimpers and knew what he needed to do. He stood up and stared moved his fingers against your swollen clit. He smiled as your sang his praises in a delectable moan. He glanced down at your clit and watched his thick fingers work. He looked to his cock moving in and out of you. He shivered in delight at his knot entering you and pulling out of you. He gasped as he felt your pussy walls keep dragging his penis back into you. 

You opened your legs wide for Erwin. You reached down and grabbed his hips tightly. You moved Erwin’s hips and dug your nails into his wonderful skin. “Knot me.”

He panted and smiled. “Cum first.”

You wiggled. “I will.”

“Good kitten.”

You rolled your hips and clenched him. “Ah.” You shivered and hummed. “I’m gonna.” You yanked Erwin against you. “Yes!” You gasped as you felt the snap. “Erwin!”

Erwin slammed his knot inside you and got his cock as deep as possible into you. He panted as your walls spasmed around him from your orgasm. “Kitten!”

You cupped the side of his face. “Cum. Give me everything. Breed your mate.”

Erwin shivered as he released himself inside you. He howled as him pumped his cum inside you, ribbons upon ribbons of cum. He whimpered a little and looked down at his cock to see a little of his cum oozing out of your pussy. He pulled you up into his arms and held you close against him. He panted and moaned as he felt the last of his cum fill you. 

Erwin pushed his fingers into your hair and massaged as he tail wagged fast. “Are you okay?”

You nodded and gave him a squeeze. “I’m perfect.” You kissed him and giggled. “I’m sorry I got bratty, but I really enjoyed how this went.”

“Me too.” He kissed you. “I didn’t hurt you too much, did I?”

You shook your head. “I’m great. You didn’t hurt me at all.”

He sighed in relief. “I’m so glad. You didn’t use the safe word, but I still worry.”

“I’m amazing.”

He picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. “You were very naughty today.”

You giggled. “I got in a mood. I was hungry for you.” 

He sat you on the counter next to the sink. “You were.” He looked down. “I’m afraid I made a right mess.” He parted your legs and pulled his penis out of you causing cum to gush out of you. He blushed hard. “Ah, I was right. I’ll clean up the mess.”

You smiled as Erwin cleaned his cock quickly and tucked himself away before he started cleaning between your legs. “Thank you. You always take good care of me.”

He kissed you. “Well, I love you so of course I would.”

You smiled softly. “Shower?”

He hummed a laugh. “I think that would be a great idea. Let me help you a little.” He untied the apron and slipped it off you. He took his things off and stood before you in his muscular naked glory. He helped you off the counter and led you to the shower. He turned it on and checked the water. “There, perfect.” 

You climbed in and hugged your lover tightly as the hot water rained down on you both. “You feeling alright?”

Erwin smiled. “I am. You’re well and we’re together. I’m beyond happy.” 

You linked your arms around his neck and kissed him. “I’m very happy as well.” 

He chuckled and started cleaning you. “I’m going to cook Italian tonight, that alright with you?”

You nodded. “It’s perfect. I can’t wait.” 

“Great! Could you make dessert? I love the food you make.”

You hummed a little laugh. “I’d be happy to.”

[timetravelersdoctor]

Decepticons and how they would react to being adopted by a cat.

Different continuities lets jump into it.

Tfp Megatron: what's a cat? How does he get it to leave him alone he's tried to shoot it but its very skilled at dogging. He reluctantly accepts that he's been adopted but has soundwave take care of the cat.

G1 soundwave: another ravage? Another ravage. He takes good care of the cat he won't let anyone hurt it.

Tfp starscream: this darn organic keeps finding him no matter where he puts it or where he goes. He's very intrigued after finally coming to terms with the fact that this tiny organic has adopted him.

Tfp breakdown: cat? Is that what it's called. This little thing has been following him for a while he's pat it a few times. But it scratched knockout. he wants to take care of it but he also want to make knockout happy what does he do? He gives it to soundwave and visits the kitty.

Tfp Knockout: this little thing won’t leave him alone and after one of them had already scratched his finish he is very weary around this one. But this cat seems to be very careful with using it’s claws anywhere. he guesses it can stay but only if it never messes with anything.

Tfa Megatron: this cat is a very clever he’ll keep it around as it's very entertaining. he enjoys it when the cat attacks Starscream and Star can’t do anything about it unless he wants to face Megatron and Lugnut’s wrath.

Tfa shockwave: He has no idea how this earth creature ended up on cybertron but he treats it very well considering it not only survived the trip from earth but also remained undetected. as longarm he is able to get the cat food and take care of it. the only down side is that the cat loves to hang out with Shockwave no matter what form he is in so his cover was almost blown a few times.

Tfa Blitzwing: Pretty kitty has claws and is not afraid to use them . Blitzwing loves that this cat can match his moods and it's able to keep up with him. this cat is just what he needs to start his insane plan of hording all the cats.

[nohoney]

shouto with a webcam! girlfriend where he likes to watch you do your thing

you were pretty nervous to tell your new boyfriend how you liked to make your extra cash on the side, bad flashbacks of the last person you told and them not taking it well. but you didn’t want to be dishonest with shouto so you work up the courage and tell him over dinner.

he takes it very well which honestly surprises you.

“are you happy doing it?”

“i uh... i do. i have a lot of fun with it.”

“then i’m happy for you my love.”

for the first couple months of dating, shouto just asks if you enjoyed yourself when you’re finished doing your stream. he actually likes to hear about it and likes to see you get all excited about how you entertained your viewers. maybe you put on a cute pair of kitty ears, teased your viewers with a little flash of a jeweled plug inside your ass, or just casually answered viewer questions while wearing an innocent teddy.

you’ll excitedly show him pictures your friend took of you for a lewd photo shoot and comment which ones are his favorites. “i like this bathtub one with all the flowers in the water, you’re so beautiful.”

he makes you blush with such endearing comments.

and one day he’s watching you doll yourself up for one of you streams, adding the final touches to your makeup and making sure that the little outfit you’ve chosen fits comfortably. when you turn to ask him if you look okay shouto asks if it’s okay he be in the room while you stream, his face neutral but his ears red that are a dead giveaway to how flustered he is.

“oh shouto, i’d love to have you watch me!”

“r-really? it’s okay with you?” its cute that shouto is more nervous about it than you are.

he sits behind your set up in a chair, just watching quietly as you play with yourself for your viewers. you’ll casually talk about your week and the mundane things you did while inserting a vibrator into yourself, respond to viewer comments or when you get a large tip from a subscriber, shouto is just so in awe of you as you gradually shift to the real show of pleasuring yourself for your subscribers.

so from then on shouto likes to just sit behind the scenes sometimes, careful if he enters the room midstream so that he doesn’t distract you. one time he walked in, left a bowl of cold soba for you on the table, and walked out without a peep as you were fingering yourself in front of the camera.

sometimes shouto will touch himself as you do your streams, he notices how when your eyes catch a glimpse of him stroking his cock you get a little more enthusiastic. he’ll only edge himself during your streams, never to completion; he wants to ravage you when you’re done entertaining your subscribers. “you’ve worked hard darling, let me take care of you.” shouto says as he pushes his cock into you, pussy already soaking wet and so easy for him to enter inside you. and he rewards your hard work by pounding your pussy until his cum is leaking out of you. “i bet your viewers don’t know how pretty you look when you’re fucked dumb by my cock.”

his words are the conception to your next stream idea.

“can i suck your cock on my next stream shouto?” you ask him this after the two of you are finished watching a movie together. “is that okay with you?”

if he said no, you’d totally respect it of course.

but you very much wishes that shouto would say yes.

“would your viewers be okay with that? don’t they like the idea of you being single that way they can imagine you’re available to them?”

“well i mean I’m not announcing that you’re my boyfriend on the channel, i just want to suck your dick on camera.”

so your viewers get an awfully nice surprise of you sitting so pretty on your knees with a pretty teddy on that was purchased by one of your viewers from your wishlist. and an even nicer surprise when shouto steps into the view, only his bottom half visible because the main show is going to be you sucking his cock on camera.

the comments are going wild and the tips are rolling in like crazy as you give shouto a blowjob on camera for the first time. it’s sloppy and messy, the color of your lipstick lost on shouto’s cock and your cute little mewls when you gag yourself on his length. fuck you’re so pretty with his dick in your mouth, shouto can’t help but start fucking your face.

he’s not gentle about it, even going so far as to comment out loud to you, “you’re so fucking horny for my cock, aren’t you?”

if you thought your subscribers were excited when shouto stepped into view, they were absolutely exuberant when shouto spoke on stream.

‘that voice talks dirty to you? fuck im jealous!!!’

‘if I had a cock that big, i’d want to shove it dwn her throat too ;(‘

when shouto pulls you off his dick to let you get some air, he commands you to look to the camera. “show your slutty face to them.”

you’re the prettiest wreck he’d ever seen; smeared lipstick on your lips, mascara running down your cheeks along with tear trails, and the cutest cock drunk expression as you blink dumbly towards the camera.

but you’ve got a one track mind right now and all you can think about is getting face fucked by shouto until he cums all over your face, so your viewers only get a few quick seconds of your face before you sink your mouth back down to shouto’s cock. forget about your viewers, right now it’s just you and him.

you pretty much forget about the stream and only want to concentrate on getting your face fucked at this point. but shouto won’t let you forget, making sure to face you properly so that the camera can capture you. “all over my face please! cum all over my face!”

a shower of cum that ruins your makeup but is the perfect end to the stream.

“say thank you for watching, darling.”

“thank... thank you for watching...” you manage to slur out, two fingers swiping shouto’s cum from your cheek before pushing them into your mouth to taste him. “mm... yummy...”

shouto ends the stream for you, kissing your lips and telling you good job. he much prefers sitting back and watching you himself but he won’t mind if you’d like to ask him back onto the stream.

[witchysolfan]

Witches Heretics and Other Outcasts

Chapter 2- The King of Cats

Cats have nine lives.

It does not matter what sort of cat, a cat has nine lives.

This Ravage has come to understand when reborn as a feline on Earth. His cybertronian first life flooding in with millions of years of memories as his organic form squirmed in the litter. A pained mew coming from his throat as mother sniffed at one of her little ones on distress. Licking his head in comfort as the memories settled and clarity softly came in.

“It’s alright, little one.” His mother’s voice soothingly purred as she continued to lick. “This must be your first rebirth. Do not fret. Your second life will surely turn out better than your first.”

How he wished he could tell her how right she was now.

-

When sight first came to him, the world was blurry and full of large things.

There were other organics. Giant beings that made him bristle with his hair on end and hiss. Too loud. Too tall.

He had never been so small before.

Mother took care of her kittens and said to be patient.

Humans are kind and generous creatures. Though not all of them are so. A good majority of them have so much compassion to give, it spills over and does not care if another creature is like them or not.

Human beings are very kind creatures, though not all of the time.

A cat should still be wary of a human that crosses their path.

“These ones are good though. Remember their scent. You will need this memory for future lives to come.”

He could not wait until he was bigger.

There were things he knew that Mother was taken back by. She looked at him differently than his siblings. A glint in her green eyes.

“Your first life was unique indeed”

In his first life, he was made of living metal.

-

Love was nothing new to him.

Love used to be other metal beings, all of them small and with purpose.

Love was one tall, slender being of gladiatorial origin but with the ability to be gentle and patient with those bonded to him.

Love was his first family.

But they were no longer here.

He was alone.

Mother and his siblings were fine but they could never compare to the love he once had. The love he once new.

That is, until a little girl pressed her face to the glass and grinned at him with two front baby teeth missing. Brown eyes lit up with wide eyed wonder and delight. Chubby cheeks flushed from the cold. They locked eyes and instantly he knew.

He knew he would love this girl with all of his heart.

“Mama! Can I please have this one! Please, please!”

He reached up on his hind legs and pressed his two front paws up against the glass. Meowing loudly. Joining the little girl in her plea to be picked. To be taken back home with them.

He purred loudly when picked up in her hands and rubbed against her face affectionately.

She kissed him and made promises to always love him and take care of him.

He promised the same to her too.

-

It was a whisper in her sleep.

A name to remember from her dreaming.

The black kitten responded positively to the name bestowed upon him. Responding to no other name her parents suggested. Only the name his human, his girl, gave him.

“Ravage, come here pretty kitty!”

It was a name from his first life.

A name a deep echoing voice used to speaks. Back when the tall slender being could speak. Before the vow. Before they could only hear him in their mind link alone.

Now a soft, sweet voice sang his name and he ran to the person who holds his heart now.

“Oh, he loves Miko so much. I look at his eyes and just see the love he has for her.”

“Perhaps he knew her from a life before.”

No.

He never knew Miko Nakadai from a life before.

But he is glad to know her now.

-

The world of cats is unique from other creatures.

There is no area they cannot go to.

No realm that is off limits from them.

Which is how Ravage one day stepped away from the room and into the realm of cats. With just a simple thought and will, he was gone. Rounding the corner and into a field of grass and flowers; trees and clouds; buildings of structural designs with felines in mind.

A great crowd of cats were gathered to greet him. Bowing their heads as one regal cat of age stepped forward with a crown on her head. Her mismatched eyes held years of wisdom from many lives lived.

“I greet you, and I welcome you, as one to take over my place as King of Cats.” Her voice was smooth. Her head high. “Come with me, Prince, and I shall show you what it means to be King.”

Ravaged tilted his head confused.

“Why are you selecting me?”

“You are the oldest, therefore, wisest amongst us. I have seen many glimpses of memories, as King I may do so to determine who shall take my place. I find you worthy, Ravage of Cybertron, creation to the now deceased Sun God Primus, to be my heir.” The King of Cats smiled as any cat could smile. Her white fur glistening under the sun. “This will also make it so you can be there more for your human. Especially with times to come.”

Ravage narrowed his orange eyes in contemplation.

“What do you mean by that?”

“There are many privileges the King of Cats is able to keep. Beware though they also come with heavy responsibility. Like you, I too have a human I love and will love forever.” The King steps over in front of Ravage. Despite the height difference, of the black cat towering over the white, the King still felt tall. Still felt gigantic.

The King was a King for a reason.

“Will you accept? I have much to teach you and with limited time.”

“Will you tell me more? Will you let me know?”

“Of course,” the King turned with a flick of her tail and knowingly smirked. “A good spy must always know what he is getting up to.”

Ravage was the greatest spy amongst the Decepticon ranks.

He made Soundwave proud with his skills and intelligence gathering.

Knowledge is power.

And the King of Cats is offering him something that she says will be very important for the future. For Miko.

Ravage accepts.

-

The Americas seemed so far away to the Nakadai family.

The Nakadai family did not always live in Japan before settling. Visiting family they had over at the Americas whenever they could before returning to the place they decided to call home.

Now Miko will live and go to the school there. With her unique dual citizenship status, this will be of no consequence.

Miko hid her true feelings of fear, hurt, and disappointment by focusing on her other feelings. Excitement, eagerness, longing to see something new, and hyper actively babbling all that she knew of her cousins, aunts, and uncles across the ocean.

The places she wants to see.

The people she will meet.

Despite her poor grades in other classes, the English language she excelled in. It helps that her family had a background and history of knowing English. Even if Miko did butcher the grammar at times.

Ravage sat on her bed and listened as Miko distracted herself. Hyping herself up as she packed and unpacked and repacked again.

It was late in the night, as she held onto her large cat and cried in his fur, that Ravage purred to comfort his girl. Butting his head against her forehead and meowed at her face.

“Ravage…I’m going to miss you.” She kissed his nose quickly. Giggling at his scrunched up mouth over the strange feeling. “I love you my kitty cat. I’ll video call you and mama and baba whenever I can. Ok. Don’t miss me too much. I’ll see you again.”

Another meow was the answer she got.

She did not have to worry though.

For a King of Cats, the ocean was hardly an obstacle.

If he wanted to go somewhere, nothing could stop him.

He was a cat after all.

Cats go wherever they want to go.

-

Slag.

Slag slag slag slag slag!

Slag!

Out of all of the planets, out of all of the times, out of fragging everything else in the universe!

The Autobots and Decepticons had to be here.

Their leaders had to be here.

Soundwave and Laserbeak were here.

And Miko was involved.

Slag!

-

The previous King of Cats knew about this.

She knew.

And now she’s probably laughing beyond the grave at him. Having spent her final life in peace and knowing her legacy is in good paws-servos-hands.

That glitch!

-

Ravage is gladdened to have pulled the strings to enable his travel without too much worry or explanations to consider.

The Fates owed the King of Cats a favor.

He came to collect.

-

“Here he is! My kitty cat!” Miko gestured to the great mass of black fur on her lap. Rumbling a deep mew at the boys sitting on the other side across the couch.

“That’s a cat? He looks like a mini black lion!” Jack laughed as he gave Ravage a once over. A bit unsettled by the intelligent eyes regarding him back.

“He’s a Maine coon. They get really big.”

“Cool! Is he friendly?” Raf got up from the chair and shuffled closer. Pausing for Miko to give him the go ahead.

“He’s pretty friendly, yeah. Just let him sniff you. Go slow.” Miko smiled at the young boy who held his hand out for the feline to sniff. “He is a cat after all. Don’t wanna be rude.”

Jack snorted as Raf petting the black head and grinned at the gently nudge he got in response. The boy’s hand were soft and gentle. He was a good boy.

“Come on Jackie, check out my baby.”

Jack got up and step over, kneeling down and copying Raf’s introduction with his hand held out.

“He is really cute. Fluffy.” He slowly carted his hand through the thick fur. “Hey remember that video of the black cat in the tub with the bath bomb? Where it looked like he had stars in his fur?”

“Oh yeah! That was cool!”

“I think Ravage here could rock out the star look.”

Miko shook her head, smiling though speaking seriously. Protectively holding her cat closer. “I wouldn’t let him hear any bath bombs. Don’t want him eating something bad for him.”

“Ah, true.”

Raf scritched under Ravage’s chin and got a loud purr vibrating against his fingers.

Miko had made two very good friends.

Ravage approved.

-

Bulkhead was wary around the black cat.

He always dug his sharp nails in the seat, as if on purpose.

There was this glare he felt from the creature whenever he rolled in. As if knowing the vehicle was more than meets the eye and could see through the disguise.

It was expected that the cat would be spooked should any of the transformers change in front him.

The cat did not even flinch.

The cat seemed to be laughing at them.

Bulkhead didn’t know if he liked the cat very much.

He was sneaky.

Somehow he always managed to sneak aboard and get to base every time he picked up Miko. No one noticing his presence till he was very settled in the couch, watching them.

As a joke, they tried to switch it up where Arcee picked up Miko from her place.

The cat was still there.

Somehow beating all of them to settle on the couch and wait. Sometimes even found on the consoles, looking over at something or watching from an area Ratchet hadn’t noticed him in yet.

That cat was not normal.

Bulkhead could swear the cat did not like him at first. There was this hostility, this sense of danger he only felt when a con set their sights on an Autobot like him.

But there was one thing they had in common.

It was perhaps what lessened the hostility, the glaring, and stopped those claws from digging into his seats anymore.

Miko.

That was perhaps enough for them to call a truce.

Bulkhead didn’t “accidentally” splashed the cat with rain water anymore after that.

-

He was going to have to reveal himself soon.

But not now, not yet.

He still needs to know how Soundwave is doing.

He still needs to know how everyone is doing after he died in his first life.

[petitelepus]

Hogwarts school supply run and the train station

The hunt for the school supplies was going well. You had your books, wand, and your brand new animal companion with you. A cat as dark as the night sky with big and bright crimson eyes that burned like coal. You named him Ravage and he was a very good kitty.

You had your cart full and you were standing in the middle of the train station. You knew by what you had heard from Starscream and Knock Out that you would have to run into the wall between platforms 9 and 10 so that you could make it to the steam train that would take you to your new school.

You glanced at your guardians and they looked at you. You knew they worried, and that was the last thing you wanted.

"Don't worry." You smiled, "I'll be careful."

"We know you will." Knock Out replied, and Breakdown kneeled by your side and looked you in the eyes, "Just do what makes you happy."

You smiled as you grasped your cart's handles, ready to run straight into the new unknown, but before you did that, you looked at your guardians one last time.

"I will send you mail as soon as I get sorted. I promise, I will make you proud, you see!"

"You already have!" The three men waved you off and you smiled as you kicked off and ran straight through the brick wall into the brand new exciting chapter of your life.

[my-writings-and-musings]

Could you do Drift and Ravage for the oxygen loss prompt?

I absolutely can do Ravage, our dear kitty deserves the love! Drift can be found in part six below!

Part One: Here!

Part Two: Here!

Part Three: Here!

Part Four: Here!

Part Five: Here!

Part Six: Here!

Part Seven: Here!

Part Eight: Here!

Part Nine: Here!

Part Ten: Here!

Part Eleven: Here!

Part Twelve: Here!

Part Thirteen: You're Here!

Ravage

·The tale of how you even became friends with the reclusive and understandably untrusting felicon is as long as it is convoluted, but a good synopsis is that the two of you simply get one another. It doesn't hurt that you always gave him ample personal space and respected his boundaries, and the fact you don't mind meeting up in the vents is a plus for him. Bots are absolutely baffled by your relationship, so avoiding public spaces has become his preferred activity to enjoy with you, if only to be free of the gossip. Equally eager to have peace and quiet, you'd long since found ways to make his favorite spots in the vents into ideal hangouts.

·Unfortunately, today is one of the rare days he has to be away from your side and amongst the crew. On the Bridge there's some kind of trouble, requiring all the commanding officers to be present while it's sorted out, and he refuses to leave Megatron there alone. Primus knows his old friend gets blamed for everything that goes wrong eventually... Yet he's far from focused as the diagnostic scans reveal a confounding bug in the ship's programming. As worrying as it should be, his thoughts drift repeatedly to you, and how much he'd rather be somewhere far less open and bright. Hopefully this will all end soon, and the two of you can curl up somewhere to relax, with his larger body naturally fitting around yours as if made to do so...

·A teasing look from Megatron makes him realize he had allowed his dreamy thoughts to color his face with a ridiculous expression of lovestruck bliss. Pinning back his ears and flushing hot as a star, he can only be grateful no one else seemed to notice. Just as he's debating whether or not to sneak away, there's a commotion amongst the more tech savvy bots. They claim to have found the source of the programming bug; which isn't a bug at all, but a virus. Claws fully unsheathing in preparation for combat, his sense of dread grows exponentially as he puts together what is being said, realizing that something very bad is moments away. Lights flicker in confirmation of his fear. In moments the ship is flashing out a hundred or so alarms, signaling that it is more or less helpless against whatever may happen next.

·You're the first thing he thinks about as countless terrible scenarios begin to play in his mind. Between his hypersensitive hearing and smell he's nearly choked on the panic and fear growing through the Lost Light, but all he wants to focus on is you. A human has precious little in the way of defense, and with every system keeping the ship stable, there's nothing to protect you. The solution is obvious; he has to find you before something else does. When the ground quakes and an incoming transmission threatens the crew he doesn't stick around to hear the enemy gloat. A brief explanation to Megatron is all he offers before taking off, and though he doesn't stick around to see it, his old friend gives him a nod of understanding.

·Distant sounds of metallic warping and the scent of soldering tell him the ship is being breached, but also make it incredibly difficult to pinpoint your location. He's memorized every identifiable feature of yours for moments like this, but the chaos turns the air into a smog of panic, so that it's only the uniqueness of your scent that allows him to find a trail. Faster than most vehicle modes and far more limber, he's an unstoppable blur through the hallways. A path to your shared quarters forms effortlessly in his mind as he passes down the levels.

·Far from your partner, you're still recovering from the bang that shook the entire room you'd been so comfortably set up in. Dazed on the ground, you get your feet beneath you before thoughts return, and the first one is for Ravage. Unfamiliar with space travel, you feel compelled to fear the worst; what if he was too close to whatever just went wrong? Capable as he is, the Felicon isn't immortal. Dead communication lines cement the need for worry in your dizzy head. Careless to the considerable tumble you just endured, you try to think of the best possible response for both your sakes. If he's able to so much as crawl, Ravage will be headed for you, so the best thing to do is make yourself as easy to find as possible. Shallow as that plan may be, it's at least a starting point, and you won't have to go far.

·A trail of claw marks through the hallways marks a tireless and acrobatic flight of barely disguised panic. Ravage takes every possible vent into his olfactory receptors for even the tiniest whiff of you. It's a scent he falls asleep with every night, the familiar yet so unusual mammalian musk soothing him as he curled about your tiny body... Now he's panicking over every tiny whiff, if only because he can't tell if you're really okay. Foreign smells tell of an encroaching enemy spilling into the Lost Light, and from the overpowering rush it appears their numbers are considerable. Some even appear to be moving through the lower levels just a floor or two below... Hulking footsteps that are not Cybertronian register in his sensitive ears, moving with such little grace he can feel them through the floor in his perceptive paws. Anger helps him swallow down some fear. If they want to get between him and his partner, then it's their death wish.

·Finding little to be working reliably, you open the door to your room just wide enough to let you through only after multiple attempts prove unsuccessful. A lifeless but somehow noisy hallway greets you. The sounds of combat are close, or at least, you presume what you're hearing to be combat. Perhaps you hit your head harder than you thought, because thinking through what's going on is far more difficult than it should be. Holding onto the wall for support, you try desperately to think of a plan. Ravage could be anywhere, and with no way to reach him, it's impossible to plan a meet up or even attempt to learn of his status. Yet... these dire thoughts don't invoke the panic they should. It's growing impossible to even stand on your own, and without meaning to you start to lean more of your body against the wall...

·Ravage inevitably is faced with a foe he cannot evade, and for your sake, he charges forward. There's a group of them, all gathered in the only hallway that will take him quickly to your location. He can feel the heat of energy weapons simmering in the air by the time he's upon them. With the element of surprise he's able to unleash incredible damage in his first attack, claws and fangs tearing through protective armor to kill one and severely wound another before they even realize they're being attacked. Bounding between their hulking forms, he faces the one disadvantage he's always endured through combat; his enemies far outscale him. Though his need to protect as well as survive turns him into a living blender, a well placed and simply lucky strike makes painful contact with his back, cracking the armor and bringing forth a spattering of energon.

·Recovering with the aid of his own anger to fuel the final attacks, he fights on with the wound agonizing him all the while, sinking his fangs in deep to take care of the final enemy. It isn't until the last body thunders to the floor that his legs temporarily give way. He's in need of medical attention, but he doesn't dare slow down, or even get a moment of rest. Shaking legs push defiantly to get him upright, and for once he's able to be grateful to have four. The ragged pace he resumes with is only as fast as it is because he knows he's close, as your scent is now clear despite the warring smells of blood and a million other unpleasant odors. Even if all he can do is collapse by your side and keep you company, it will be enough...

·Time seems to stand still when he sees you slumped over by the doorway to the room you two share. Though you're without injuries and the iron rich smell of human blood is undetectable, he knows something is very wrong, and though every motion hurts he bounds to your side. Crying out your name, he gently nudges you with a careful muzzle. Warmth and the rythym of your heart quell his greatest fears just before you open your eyes. Not quite awake, you can only be relieved to see him again, far too out of it to be afraid. At his insistence to move you express a desire to rest instead. No amount of encouragement can seem to make you realize the danger, and thus he's forced to make the decision to move you himself, even if he's in bad shape himself. Clearly, you need more help than he can give.

·You go along as best you can when he insists you ride on his back, and it's only your considerable experience doing so in the past that makes it possible now. He tries to think through the pain, but has little luck imagining what could possibly have done this to you, and his efforts to do so are hampered further as he begins to limp forward. Between energon loss and exhaustion and fear he knows things are looking grim. It tears at him more aggressively than any wound ever could, particularly as he feels you growing weaker against him, and all he can do is beg for you to hold on. You want to, but with his body so close and the rocking of his steps, how can you resist the urge to sleep? Surely everything will be fine when you wake... It's too much for him to endure when you slip into unconsciousness, and his legs give out beneath him. Failure burns in his spark as he tries in vain to keep going, his inability to save you haunting his exhausted body as footsteps draw near.

·It's by fortune he has rarely experienced that you're happened upon by a group of bots led by Megatron. He forces himself to stay awake for your sake, refusing to let anyone separate you so long as you need care. The blur of the medical bay brings comfort only briefly, as when he's informed of the reason behind your struggle he's nearly torn apart by guilt. Seeing you with your oxygen mask confirms his failure to protect the one he holds dearest to his spark. Withdrawing from the world, he allows himself to be patched up before curling himself around your tiny body, all but shielding you from the universe so intent on hurting you both.

·The warmth of his frame so frequently is your first sensation upon waking that you don't realize something is off at first. It isn't until you feel the mask on your face that you remember what happened, but by then Ravage is gently tapping his muzzle against you to confirm everything feels alright. Without promoting, he gives a quick rundown of what led up to this moment. You're wide eyed as he explains the ship's atmospheric shutdown, particularly when he gets to the part where he tried to carry you to safety... The apathy as he recounts it all, however, is far from fitting. Laying a gentle hand on a paw, you ask if something happened that bothered him, and receive confirmation from his silent expression of sadness.

·Initially, he can't bring himself to say what's wrong. On the surface he knows his actions were reasonable, but in his spark... he's so afraid of how his own inability to save you nearly resulted in tragedy. Just the thought of losing you is terrifying enough, but having nearly faced it has rocked him to his core, and he sits in silence under the weight of those emotions. Mercifully, you can read him well enough to not need words. Ravage has always withdrawn when upset, and few things agonize him more than failure.

·Gently as you can, you encourage him to come close, pulling his helm as near to your lap as possible. The sadness in his optics nearly breaks your heart, but you're confident as you speak, thanking him for what he did to save you and insisting you wouldn't be here without him. When he briefly tries to protest, you point out that he likely wouldn't be injured had it not been for you, and he quickly replies that you're worth any scars. When you retort that you feel the same way about him, a small amount of weight appears to leave his shoulders. He recalls that the best part of loving you has always been the freedom to exist as he is, free of pressure, and that he can't be a failure in your eyes so long as he tries. It's simply easy to forget that sometimes... Allowing himself a purr, he uses his tail to most effectively wrap you in his protective body, intent on keeping the both of you safe and warm for some much needed rest. So long as you have each other, there's nothing that can't be overcome.

[seehowsupplethespineis]

I volunteer at the Humane Society and Egon the cat is giving me Ravage vibes.

Haha, OH YES, very Ravage! Look at that little surveillance kitty surveying! (Also, volunteering is very cool. Good job.)

[cayofdreams]

I Can See It in Your Eyes

Summary: You’re a full-fledged cold-blooded villain, but Dabi suspects otherwise. And he knows just the way to get you to prove your loyalty…and your faith.

Words: 3.7k

Rating: 🌊 Explicit, Smut

Warnings: cursing, virginity (not very explicit), deep-throating, choking, heavy breath-play (receiving), asphyxiation, God complex, dark ending

Notes: Was supposed to just be a smutty angsty drabble to release some anger from the day. Oh well. Enjoy my rage~

 You’d been a part of the League of Villains for the past 5 months now. It was a gradual process for your mind to go from being the ambitious, good-natured upcoming pro-hero, to a cold-hearted deviant that seemed to show no one an ounce of mercy.

And why should they deserve your mercy? It was their fault that you became who you were now.

You’d been kidnapped and kept as a ransom by the league, constantly tortured in hopes that the monetary demands would be filled. Their torture techniques becoming more sinister by the day.

But you put up with it, because you knew the light at the end of the tunnel was closer than it seemed.

Besides, it wasn’t even a lot of money. A measly $2.3 million dollars. Any rich pig could’ve came up with that to rescue such an admirable hero.

So you waited.

And waited.

Waiting for someone to answer the ransom to let you free, until one day Dabi came into the cell you were in, holding his phone. A dubious grin on his face, possibly signaling they had got the ransom they hoped for.

“Good news, little kitty. Would you like to hear it?”

Your eyes looked up expectantly at his bright blue ones. If this was the news you’d been waiting for, you’d probably call them the most angelic eyes you’d ever seen despite his more devilish appearance.

Dabi chuckled at your childish expression and without saying another word bent down to your eye-level and played the news clip on his phone. You excitedly looked at the news clip, finally, FINALLY you would be sav-

“BREAKING NEWS: RANSOM WILL NOT BE PAID FOR THE RELEASE OF H/N, PERSONALLY KNOWN AS L/N F/N”

“…wha…?”

Dabi’s chuckle turned into a sinister cackle as he watched your hopeful eyes change almost on cue, into a pair of almond-shaped pool of despair and confusion.

“Aren’t you happy? You get to stay with us forever, now.”

“No…no. That can’t be right…” You looked at Dabi as you still tried to latch onto hope that he had digitally manipulated the clip. “Go to another news channel! Do it! Please!”

Amused by your agony, he let you watch his fingers tap around on the screen, showing you all the different news sites saying a different variation of the same thing. He clicked on another video clip.

It was your old classmate Midoriya standing at a podium in front was what seemed like hundreds of reporters. All shouting questions at him. Finally, he picked one reporter to answer to.

“Deku! What do you say to the people who are outraged at the rejection of submitting to the League of Villains’ ransom? Don’t you think H/N’s life is important?”

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the audience with determination.

“It was a hard decision. But we have an integrity to keep as heroes. We will not give into measly demands by the same villains who’d burn us down at any chance! We are heroes! And we’ll keep looking and fighting for the return of H/N the best way we know! With dignity! It’s what she would want!”

Your eyes dazed over in apathy as you watched the No. 1 hero ultimately send you to your death.

Dignity? Integrity? Ha. What bullshit. Bullshit that probably took on the appearance of beautiful flower, but still smelled of shit all the same. How dare he pretend like letting you stay in this hell-hole was the honorable thing to do.

Dabi took the phone away from your eyesight, smiling maniacally at your dying resolve.

“I told you many times over these past couple weeks, kitten, that your heroism is nothing but a façade.”

You stayed silent as every emotion you developed as a normal human being in a society, became figments of destroyed past.

“Will you kill me?” Your eyes continued to look forlornly at the cold cement floor, ignoring the rats that would run over top your feet.

“Oh no, kitten. That would be a waste of an asset.” He brushed his fingers over your now sickly-looking skin, grasping your jaw so he could admire your new callous face expression. “You’ll be joining us for real now. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

You didn’t reply as he let go of your face to let it hang dejectedly from your shoulders.

“I’ll just let you sit here and think about it. I’m sure you’ll come around.”

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As you sat on the torn, dusty couch you scrolled through your phone looking at what people were talking about on forums and the like about the League of Villains. It seemed as time grew on, more and more people were joining the league’s movement…your movement.

Good.

It was about time people got a wake up call on what was really going on in their so-called “hero” society. And they didn’t even have to get tortured to see it. How could you have been so oblivious all this time? You always thought the League of Villains and their supporters were a cult. A demented cult.

But you felt more accomplished here than you ever did “above ground”. After-all you were the hottest topic that people talked when it came to villains. There were always two distinct opinions when it came to your ultimate aligning with the league.

Those who said you were still in need of rescue, plagued with Stockholm syndrome.

And those who said that if someone like you could side with such a group, the League of Villains must not have been as evil as heroes portrayed.

You’d probably care about the public’s opinion of you if you had the emotions to engage in such a controversy. It seemed all feelings of love, hatred, sadness, happiness, and every other useless emotion left you the day that you saw Midoriya in that news clip.

That was for the better. You could focus now, on the important things.

As you read various articles on your screen, you heard a creaking on the floorboards. When you looked over you saw your ally Dabi standing by the hallway.

“You’re up early, Dabi.”

“I could say the same to you, kitten.” He came over and sat by you on the couch. You’d grown used to his ghastly appearance, now admiring his scars from an aesthetic point of view.

You used to wonder what he thought of his scars. How he got them. But those feelings of curiosity would dissipate as the cold-bloodedness in you took over more and more.

“Anything new?”

“Other than our growing number of supporters, not much. Before long, heroes will be a thing of the past.”

He snickered at you. “You say that like you mean it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Dabi moved closer to you, his cerulean meeting your e/c once again. “You think I don’t see it?”

You stayed quiet, wondering what he could possibly be accusing you of.

“I know you still check the news in hopes that your hero, Deku has discovered new leads on your location.”

You laughed at his absurdity. “You’re delusional, Dabi.” Your eyes went back to looking at your phone. “Perhaps you should go back to bed, you’re obviously still tired from your atrocities of the night before.”

“Perhaps. But I don’t think those atrocities are affecting my eyesight.”

When you looked back up at him, he had pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. A photograph to be exact. “What’s that?”

“You tell me, kitten.” He upheld the photo to your face and your eyes widened at the picture depicted.

It was an old photo of you and Midoriya after getting ice cream together. He had looked so cute with melted cream all over his cheeks so you snapped a photo of the both of you. It was a photo you kept in your costume all the time. Your old costume, that is.

“That proves nothing but the fact you ravaged my costume during my capture.”

“You’d have a point if I didn’t just find it under your mattress.” He crinkled the paper up in his hands. “You still think about your little crush?”

You squinted your eyes at him. How could he think that? You despised Midoriya and everything he ever stood for. If there was even a twinkling of emotion left in you, it would surely be hatred. “You’re pissing me off, now.”

“Oh so you do feel things? Then you won’t mind if I…” A flash of blue flame appeared on his hand, burning the crinkled paper in a matter of seconds. Unconsciously your eyebrows had lowered in a saddened expression.

“See there? I can see it in your eyes, kitten.”

Your face became deadpan again as you stood up from the couch. “If you’re going to continue with these erroneous allegations, I’ll be going for a walk.”

Before you could turn away, he grabbed you by the shoulder making you look back at him confusingly. His hand slowly moved up to your neck, fingers gripping tightly around your throat. The heat of his quirk slightly stinging your tender flesh, but you didn’t move.

“I’ll kill you, you know? Turn you into a little charred kitten.” He turned up the heat and you twinged at the increasing sting. “No one would be able to tell how pretty your face was. I’d make sure of it.”

You thought carefully on your next words. You trusted and gained the trust of everyone in the league, but that didn’t mean they weren’t deranged sociopaths. Your bond with them, while apparent, was still the weakest due to them knowing each other longer, and your lack of emotions making it difficult to form deeper relationships.

“What do you want, Dabi?” As you looked impassively into cerulean eyes, you felt his thumb move smoothly over your bottom lip before sticking it in between your lip and teeth, rubbing along your gums. A laugh escaped as you realized his intentions with you. “So this is what its about? Ridiculous.”

“I don’t think there’s anything ridiculous with confirming the loyalty of the maniacs I have to be around.” He took his other hand and slipped it under your skirt to grip the side of your panties before heating them to ash. “I want what I’ve been asking of you for a long time, kitten.”

He pressed his warm fingers around your vulva and slowly circled your folds. The heat adding an indescribable pleasure. A small moan escaped from your lips. “...If I do this with you, you’ll never mention my shitty past again.”

“Deal”

Immediately you pushed him off you before gripping him tightly by the collar of his shirt, dragging him down on the couch. You crouched down on the couch with him with your head by his crotch, roughly palming him over his pants. “I don’t plan on dragging this out, I have actual duties to attend to.”

“Then you better work hard, kitten” His freakishly villainous grin teased you, knowing this was your first time being intimate with someone before. He probably thought you were going to be some shy scared girl who didn’t know the first thing about sex. But you’d prove him wrong.

You took the zipper of his pants and briskly pulled it down. Pulling his pants and boxers down, you were presented with a perfectly intact, flaccid cock. He chuckled at your hesitation.

“I told you you’d have to work hard.”

Ignoring his comment, you took his cock in his hands before shoving it in your mouth. It was softer than your tongue, and a bit cool compared to the feelings of Dabi’s hands on you earlier. Perhaps he wanted to feel 100% of the warmth from your mouth.

As you began sucking, you felt your mouth feel fuller and fuller. A part of you feeling a bit accomplished at arousing your sinister ally, another apart a bit worried at how you were going to take any more of his cock in your mouth. You started to use your hands to stroke the part of his shaft that you couldn’t handle. Dabi glided his fingers through your hair before gripping your locks.

“You need some help with that, kitten?” His calm suggestion not matching the force of his hands on your head, forcing you to suddenly take all of his cock down your throat. You gagged and spat up whatever saliva you could to keep from choking. Your gargling noises arousing Dabi even more, making your throat feel even more constricted.

“Now, don’t worry. I’ll do the work since its your first time.” Still having your cock in your throat, he sat up so that one of his knees was between your thighs, digging into the couch, while his other leg stood on the floor for stabilization. The strong grip on your hair maneuvered you to sit on your ass as he slowly worked his cock in and out of your throat. “But next time, I’ll expect you to service me on your own.”

Before you could protest his suggestion of a second time, he thrusted his hips vigorously towards your face. You reached your hands up to grip the hem of his shirt trying to stabilize yourself, but it was impossible with how ruthless he was going. You started struggling to breathe and tried pulling on his shirt to get him to stop. But it was to no avail.

“Just breathe through your nose…and stick your tongue out..oh fuck yeah- that feels so good, kitten.” Dabi shoved your face into his hips so that your nose was firmly pressed against his pelvis and paused. “Look up at me.”

He could cum instantly from the look you were giving him right now. It wasn’t apathy. Nor seduction. It was the look you gave him when you were pleading for him to find a different news source. When you were still caged up and begging for the news to be a lie. He found amusement in your change to apathy, but deep inside he wanted to see those eyes again. Those eyes that looked at him like a God. Those e/c eyes that portrayed-

Desperation.

That’s right. He craved seeing the desperation in your eyes once more. And right now, he was bathing in it. You looked so fucking adorable like that. The cold, murderous Y/N choking on his cock, begging for air. He contemplated leaving you like this. Letting you suffocate on his cock. It’s the death a true slut like you deserved. But he wouldn’t be able to pet his little kitten anymore so he decided to let up.

With your hair imprisoned between his fingers, he jerked you away from his hips. You inhaled a strong amount of air, so much so you coughed at the copious amount of saliva that went down your wind pipe. But he shouldn’t let you get too comfortable, he needed his God complex to be fulfilled once more.

So before you could even get 3 full breaths in, Dabi quickly shoved his cock down your esophagus once more. Your desperation to breathe made the walls of your throat convulse rapidly around his cock. He moved your head vigorously back and forth down his length.

“Oh fuck, kitten...you look- you look so fucking good chocking on my cock like that...”

You whined at his voice, not exactly knowing what he said because you were too concerned with not dying the most embarrassing death.

The vibrations of your whine rumbled beautifully around his shaft.“You d-don’t actually wanna stop, do you? Y-you want to die on my cock don’t you, kitten.” He moved his hips at an insane amount of speed, now chasing his orgasm. “I’ll grant that to you…just hold on. Y-You can choke on all this fucking cum, Y/N!”

Before long you felt hot spurts of thick liquid running down your throat. You coughed viciously around his cock, trying not to choke on his seed. Your coughing making his cock twitch even more as he released his seed down your pulsating windpipe. You grabbed desperately at his shirt, trying to get him to spare you.

Once he was properly drained, he jerked your head off him with enough force for you to fall back on the couch. You violently tried to cough up whatever of his thick cum that you could. You’d probably feel lumps of it in your throat for days.

“*cough!* *cough!* D-dabi! You f-fucking *cough!* psychopath!” You looked angrily at him as your hands pressed tightly to your chest as you kept choking and gasping for air.

“I’m sorry, kitten. You just looked so cute with your throat gagging around my cock like that.” Dabi slopped back down on the couch. Now in better view of your body, he couldn’t help noticing your glistening pussy, shining with arousal.  He cackled at your shameless masochism. “Apparently you agreed.”

“What- Hey, wait!” Dabi grabbed a hold of your thighs and pulled you so that your pussy was aligned with his cock. “Again?!”

“If there’s one thing that I can appreciate with my bloodline, kitten, it’s our insatiable urge to spill our fertile seed into available holes.” He rubbed his tip along your folds, gathering your wetness, before slapping it on your clit. The feeling making your pussy twitch on the head of his cock. You shut your eyes, not believing how much you craved for him to be inside you.

Dabi took your jaw into a tight grip and your face clenched at the pressure. “Open your eyes, Y/N”.

Slowly opening them, you peered into a gleaming light of blue. You never really took notice of his eyes before, but for some reason they were reminding you of your past. The nostalgia quickly vanished as quickly as they came as your desires overflooded your mind.

Why was he looking at you like this? Wasn’t he going to stick it in? You hated to admit that you started to get-

“That’s it, kitten…that’s the look I want.” He took other hand to slowly press the tip of his cock inside you. “You’re desperate for it aren’t you?”

You grabbed at his pants, pulling so that you could get him fill you up entirely . “Yeah..I am”.

Grinning at your lewd acceptance, he inserted the entirety of his cock inside you. The tightness of this being your pussy’s first cock made him feel even more in power. He was the only one that could make you so desperate. The only one that could give you what you needed. And he’d prove that to you right now.

Your moans at the feeling of Dabi inside you were cut short when he wrapped his hand around your throat. “Let’s keep playing, kitten.”

Your face went from being pleasured to startled as he tightened the grip at your throat. At the same time, he began to plunge deeply in and out your rigid walls. The heat from his hands stung at your throat and you became intoxicated with the mix of sensations. You didn’t know which feeling overpowered which between pleasure and pain, so you just focused on the azure of Dabi’s eyes and let your body do the thinking.

“I s-should’ve fucking claimed you- a long time ago, Y/N.”  Dabi took his free hand down to your clit and made slow but heated circles around the bud. “I’m the only one who can get you so desperate-“. Your walls twitched as you tried to gasp for oxygen. Failing, as Dabi only continued to suffocate you beneath his heated palms. “And I’m the only one who can satisfy that desperation.” Your pussy hysterically quivered around Dabi as your lack of oxygen prevailed and your orgasm approached.

“I can feel you about to cum, Y/N.” His thrusts becoming frantic as he neared his second high. “Say my fucking name…call me your God.”

He needed to hear you say it. After-all he was the one who was clearly in control of your life and death. He was the one who captured you and gave you the bare minimum amount of food to keep you live. He was the one who convinced Shigaraki to not turn you into a grave of ashes when your precious heroes left you to die. And he was the one right now keeping you on the verge of the plane between this world and the spirit one.

He was your God.

Dabi slightly loosened the grip on your throat.

“G-god…D..abi-..sa-ma…”

He tightened around your throat again, satisfied at your new-found faith. You felt yourself practically about to drift out of consciousness, the once again suspension of your air supply having you see faint stars around Dabi’s head.

The tight pressure in your stomach became unbearable and your body was overwhelmed at the two opposing forces that claimed you. The life of an orgasm, and the death of asphyxiation. You supposed the orgasm would come first as you squirmed and contorted like a fish underneath Dabi’s hands. If this was how you’re gonna die, at least it was while chasing the most intense pleasure life had to offer to humans.  

Your seemingly lifeless face paired with the lively palpitations of your pussy was sending Dabi over the edge. “Y/N…Shit! Y-your face says you’re dead…but y-your pussy is still fucking fighting…Fuck!” As he finally came for the second time, he released his milky fluids inside you. If you were conscious, you’d probably note how the cum spurting in your womb wasn’t as thick as the lumps that still nestled along the walls of your esophagus.

Finally releasing his hold on you, Dabi slumped on top of your motionless body.

“…Still breathing huh, kitten..”

Letting himself fall into a slumber, a whirlwind of thoughts encapsulated his mind.

He thought about how the allowing of your freedom to officially join the League of Villains might’ve been a mistake. You being free didn’t suit you.

No.

You’d go back in the cell. Where you’d pray to him to let you out…or to simply give you water.

Every time you’d be allowed the blessing of seeing his face, you’d be desperate for him to not leave.

To stay with you.

But he’d walk out your cell again for who knows how long…just to hear your desperate wails and begging as he locked the cell door again.

[neakco]

The Lost Temple Ch.6

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They may be trapped underground and separated from their friends, but at least they found the temple. Right?

Ch.6 Treasure?

Tim took no time in grabbing a light from his utility belt. He was about to look around for Marinette, he knew he saw her land okay, when his radio cracked to life.

 

“Rob, are you and the lady okay?”

 

“Yeah, we’re fine, but the ground seems to have collapsed. Think you can make an entrance with out touching the ground?”

 

“Probably, but from what I see, that cave in is all that’s keeping the roof above you from collapsing as well.”

 

Tim swore before finally looking to Marinette. She was looking around with a large spotted lantern, where the hell had she gotten that? Just something else to figure out later.

 

“Impulse, report. Where's the target?”

 

“They walked directly to you guys before the ground started shaking. I lost track of them after that. The magic telling me to go away is weaker but I think the ground swallowed them.”

 

Directly, that made no sense. How did they know? He was sure there weren’t any trackers on him or Marinette, well none he hadn’t placed. They only ones that had been alone at any point were Bart and Adrien. He trusted this Bart but the timing had been wrong for it to have been Adrien.  The only thing he could think of was that someone must have been nearby and when the magic weakened they were spotted.

 

“Impulse, I need you to pack up camp and ready our escape. I have a feeling we're going to need it.”

 

“On it.”

 

He walked closer to Marinette after that to try and discern what she was yelling at the ceiling…or maybe why.

 

“We're fine for now. We can always try and find this treasure and look for another way out.”

 

“Hate to intervene, but Impulse Reports that the enemy was last seen heading straight for us before being swallowed by the ground.”

 

He watched her face very carefully for any sign of betrayal. He was quite happy to see surprise, confusion, and anger flash through her eyes in a blink of time.

 

“No more choice.” She muttered suddenly before turning back to the ceiling and exclaiming, “Change of plans Chaton. Destroy it.”

 

Tim was about to ask for an explanation when he heard Kon swear before a large part of the ceiling just disintegrated.

 

A boy dressed as a parody of Catwoman graceful spun through the air before his staff extended to catch him and lower him down. Tim started to get into a defensive stance when Marinette disappeared in a flash of pink light and was replaced by a girl in spotted spandex.

 

“Surprise.”

 

Just like that everything clicked into place. Every small piece he had filed away as celestial weirdness made sense. Marinette and Adrien were Ladybug and Chat Noir, heroes powered by small gods. He remembered Diana warning them years ago that these heroes were the cosmic balance of the universe. Shit. “This is a Miraculous temple.”

Kon, who hand finally landed next time him actually gasped in surprise, he probably still remembered Diana's threats.

 

Both Parisian's had flinched at his words. Finally Ladybug sigh as Chat tossed his hands in the air, “Of course you know that! I swear you know everything.”

 

“Explanations later Kitty. We need to find this treasure before those others. They are likely somewhere in this temple and we don’t know if they are still tracking us somehow.”

 

Tim nodded. “You’re the embodiment of good luck and this is your temple, where are we going?”

 

He watched as she looked around before she saw or felt something they couldn’t and took off at a sprint. Tim had thought her fast before but now she moved as if even gravity didn’t slow her. In this labyrinth of stone it took everything he had to keep up.

 

Then the walls opened to reveal a beautiful chamber untouched by the ravages of time. There was no dust, no moss, every surface shone as if freshly polished to perfection. At the end of the room there was a glowing pedestal with something floating above it.

 

Kon laughed, “You guys think this is it?”

 

Tim smiled, “That or a trap.”

 

 

Marinette glanced back to the American heroes, “It is both.” She stepped forward a bit to grab Adrien's tail. “There are spells here to set off traps if any kwami come to close.”

 

She could see Red Robin studying them as they detransformed. “Just what is a kwami?”

 

“We are not a what, we are a who.” Marinette turned to see the tiny horse-like Kwami scolding Red Robin.

 

“Kaalki, that's rude, we talked about this.” Tikki came flying over to pull the other Kwami out of Red's face.

 

She could hear Plagg pulling a tin of cheese out of Adrien’s small bag and inhaling it. She sighed. “I promise I will explain when we have time. Can I ask you two to stand guard while we try to disarm the traps?”

 

Superboy shrugged and looked to Red Robin who in turned took a slow breath before nodding.

 

“If you are sure you have it handled.”

 

“If it comes it I can just toss Adrien as hard as possible towards the scroll.”

 

Superboy turned quickly towards Adrien at that, “you’re okay with that?”

 

Her loyal kitty smirked, “If it keeps working why should I ask her to stop?”

 

“You know what, never mind, you both need therapy.” He turned back towards the door.

 

“Bold of you to assume we haven’t tried it.” She laughed as she and Adrien started to poke at the pedestal.

 

She saw him stiffen slightly out of the corner of her eyes as Plagg landed on the poor man's head. She didn’t think much of it until she Plagg spoke up lazily.

 

“If I were you Pigtails I would hurry it up a bit. You are going to have company soon.”

 

She tried, but it was like a tangle of threads and wires. She needed to free one specific cord but to do so she needed to untangle several others. It was a nightmare and only went as well as it did because she had practice every time Plagg had gotten into her yarn.

 

Adrien grabbed the item on her signal and revealed it to be a scroll. They exchanged a worried glance before quickly opening it . She started to tremble, and she saw her kitty pale.

 

The scroll contained a spell to control the minds and will of Miraculous users.

 

“Those old bastards,” Adrien hissed, “We do this job and it isn’t just worries we won’t have anymore.”

 

Just as she opened her mouth to try to reassure him a bullet flew past her.  Looking up she saw a magical nexus confining Superboy and Red Robin nowhere to be seen, she felt him though, to her left. He had melded into the shadows.

 

“Drop the scroll and we let you go peacefully.”

 

Superboy seemed to growl, “Just why should we believe you?” She could see him straining against the magic. Just a few minutes longer and he could break free, it was meant to hold Kryptonians.

 

“We were hired by the Order of Miraculous. “ That had her attention, did those old men really… “Only a member of their order can use the power in that scroll, so no point in you keeping it.”

 

Adrien was muttering quiet curses as he roughly shoved the scroll into his bag.

 

“If what you say is true then we should be allies. The Order are the ones that hired us as well.”

 

The man laughed and she spotted a couple of his men with artifacts she recognized. They hadn’t been tracking them, they had been tracking magic, and her presence had amplified it enough for them to get a signal.

 

Tsk, “You really shouldn’t have said that girly.”

 

Oh good villain monologue, she liked those, gave her time to plan.

 

“Them monks warned us of some pretenders.”

 

She saw the magic on Superboy about to snap and smiled to Adrien.

 

“See, we’re to kill you on sight.”

 

“Spot's on!”

 

“Claws out!”

 

Just as they transformed the magic bindings snapped and the resulting light was enough to temporarily blind their opponents.

 

The men began to fire blindly but bullets were a poor weapon choice against the three powered heroes, one of which was completely invulnerable.

 

She stuck an arm out to stop Superboy from attacking as a small part of her prayed Red Robin was okay in this chaos.

 

Calmly through the storm of bullets she walked forward until she was close enough to grab Chat Noir's hand. They hadn’t done this often and never before had they used it on so many.

 

“I am Destruction, a true Guardian of the Miraculous. For your crimes against us your memories shall be destroyed.” He began to glow a powerful green.

 

Bullets were still being fired, magic artifacts were being triggered, but all dissolved in the green light.

 

“I am Creation, a true Guardian of the Miraculous. Since you were tasked to preform your crimes by others you shall be granted new memories to replace those destroyed.” She began glowing a fierce pink.

 

Then they spoke as one, “We are the chosen balance, our will is universal law.”

 

Their lights flared, combined , and took over the room. When it faded the men were gone and their transformations had faded.

 

Then their legs gave out and left them leaning on each other just to remain upright.

 

“Life with you is never boring M'lady.”

 

She chuckled before looking up to see Superboy and Red Robin staring.

 

She was glad that Red was okay but she couldn’t help but wonder where he had appeared from.

 

“What the ever loving fuck was that?” Red was pacing now. Is it bad she found it cute? “What did you do to them? What are you two?” He stopped and pointed at Adrien, “And what the hell is on that scroll?”

 

Adrien, her ever loyal yet sometimes useless kitty, just started laughing. She kind of wished he would share the joke, she could use the pick-me-up.

 

“If you stop yelling and sit so I don’t have to look up at you then I will gladly explain.” Was that a little harsh? Probably, but she was at the low end of energy now.

 

He took a deep breath before crouching like a gargoyle. It wasn’t quite sitting but she would take it. Superboy sat next to him, he looked a little lost. She would probably feel bad later.

 

“That was a ritual that can only be preformed by two guardian's that hold the black cat and ladybug miraculous. It works by temporarily combining the powers. This can in theory be done by one person wielding both miraculous , but that tends to throw the world into disarray, possibly even ending it.” She could remember that Wonder Women had warned the Justice League about the wish and its consequences so the concept shouldn’t be new.

 

“As for the men, they should be back at their camp. Any memory of finding us or the temple have been replaced by now. They will remember finding nothing but overgrown rubble.” She paused to take a breath and muster all the remaining energy she could into sounding confident. “As for who we are, we are Ladybug and Chat Noir, The true guardians of the miraculous and the gods inhabiting them.”

 

“And the scroll?”

 

“The scroll contains an ancient spell meant to be used if a miraculous user goes bad. It can take away the will and control the mind of anyone is possession of a miraculous.”

 

“Actually, it is dust.” She looked back with more energy than she thought she had to see Plagg with a beaming smile.

 

“You owe me so many Cheese pastries for this Pigtails. I have a list.”

 

“we can discuss it once our family is safe.”

 

Superboy cleared his throat to get their attention, “I don’t mean to be a downer,” he spoke softly, “but I think your light show sealed us in. I can’t see the hole he created anymore.”

 

Of course, to alter the memories they also had to alter reality, if someone was to come back there really would be nothing but overgrown rubble to find above ground. “Kaalki, may you please bring us to Impulse?”

 

“Is he famous?”

 

If she had more energy she might be angry, why couldn’t the tiny horse bend her weird rules just this once?

 

“Technically we all are.” Red Robin smiled at the kwami, “Impulse, Superboy and myself are member of Young Justice and known the world over.”

 

She was so thankful to the man for saving her an exhausting argument.

 

“Oh wonderful, It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Kaalki and I look forward to meeting this Impulse.” The kwami flew in an excited circle before addressing Red Robin again, “Would any if you happen to be unattached and looking for courtship?”

 

“Not now Kaalki!” Why? Why did all the kwami like to embarrass her?

 

“Very well my guardian. Please make note that I believe the red one to be most suitable for you.”

 

She felt her cheeks heat up and hoped it was dark enough that no one other than Tikki or Adrien could tell.

 

“The portal Kaalki.”

 

Portals opened up under all of them and dropped them from the ceiling of the escape vehicle. She wasn’t sure if it was an airplane or a weird space ship, but she did know that Kaalki was not getting any sugar for a long time. The kwami had purposely dropped her on top of Red Robin.

 

She knew she should get off the man but she was completely out of energy now. She thinks she managed to apologize but honestly the only thing she could think while drifting off to sleep was that all in all everything was working out okay.

Just the epilogue after this. I hope you have enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.

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