#send help the switch isnt switching

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

been creatively flatlining someone give me silly little doodle prompts

[illbegottenfaith]

kiss me better, love

as the two of you stumble into bed after a Valentine's dinner date, theo realises it's not fair how much he loves you (theo nott x reader)

a/n - valentines fic #2 !!!! thought of this idea in a class literally 5 hours ago and idk if its the sleep deprivation but this is sooo self-indulgent writing this had me giggling and kicking my feet frfr 😭 all I have to say is if this isnt me and my future partner I dont want him I send him BACK

tropes/warnings - physical touch as a love language, angry theo but also soft theo 🥰🥰 no (read: minimal) proof reading we die like men etc etc

word count - 1.5k

taglist - @hzdhrtss @justaproudperson @ebriton @thaliashifts @friedfreyfries @allie-sturns

The door shuts behind you both, plunging the room into near-darkness. You barely take a step before bumping into Theo, your knee knocking against his thigh, your hands flying to his shoulders as you stumble.

"Merlin,” he mutters, steadying you with a grip at your waist. “Can you - ”

“You're the one barging into me,” you shoot back, tucking a lock behind your ear as you tighten your grip on Theo’s shoulder, making him wince.

“Anyway, like I was saying, it hasn’t even been a week since Missy - ”

Theo exhales sharply, blindly reaching for the zipper at your back. “Is this something I really need to be hearing right now?” he asks somewhat waspishly.

“Yes.” You barely register his tone, still preoccupied. “So I walk into Charms in Tuesday, expecting to find Josh understandably distraught and/or in mourning. But who do I see him chatting up instead?"

"Hair."

You gather your hair up in one hand to hold it up and go right on talking. You barely notice Theo's largely ineffective attempts at pushing your sleeves off your shoulders.

"Pansy Parkinson! Pansy flipping Parkinson. What, does he think he's a free man now or something? Melissa's halfway across the world, she's not dead."

"Mhm."

You sigh exaggeratedly at his lackluster responses.

“Well? Don't you have to anything to add?"

“Yeah - hold still.” You This is just ridiculous, Theo was thinking. What kind of dress needed buttons and a zip?

You huff, switching your hair to your other hand. “Honestly, Theo, have you listened to a single thing I’ve been saying the past hour?”

Theo groans, still fumbling at your lower back. He had figured out the buttons were decorative, bless him, but your dress was on the more delicate side, and if he ripped it, he'd never hear the end of it. “Uh, yeah, that Abernathy guy...he’s two-timing Melissa?"

“He is not,” you say, peering over your shoulder to see what was taking Theo so long. Seriously, what was going on back there? It doesn't help, though, not when you can barely make him out in the dark. “not yet at least. He might. And if he's going to, well, isn't it better she finds out now rather than ten years down the road? Or am I an awful friend for thinking that?"

"Thinking what?" Theo asks distractedly.

"Willing my best friend's boyfriend into cheating on her."

Before he can formulate a response, your stubborn zipper finally decides to cooperate and moves down an inch - snagging at his finger. A sharp hiss cuts through the dark, followed by some emphatic, muttered swearing.

You pause.

“…what was that?”

Theo slips his injured finger out of his mouth briefly, his voice strained as he struggles to keep the pain out of his tone. “Nothing.”

You shift slightly, trying to catch his expression in the dark, but he’s suspiciously still now, his hands nowhere on you anymore.

“Theo.”

“I’m fine.”

Your brow furrows. Then, his suddenly subdued demeanour and oddly neutral tone clicks in your head.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

There’s an immediate rustle, followed by Theo’s very delayed attempt at nonchalance.

“…no.”

Oh, you could throttle him. “Was it the zip again?”

“You keep saying that like I do it intentionally - I never mean to-”

“And now you're trying to suck the pain away like a child?”

“Would you rather I bleed all over your dress?”

“I’d rather you watch what you’re doing so you don’t get maimed by a bloody zip in the first place!”

Theo exhales sharply, his frustration palpable. “I keep telling you - I don't-”

“You never mean to, but here we are.” You cross your arms. “Third time in two weeks, Theo. This is getting ridiculous. Should I hire a nurse for our dates? A medic? Do you need to start taking my clothes off under medical supervision? Is that what we've come to?"

Theo glares at you (or the shadowy figure he was mostly sure was you), trying to pull his attention away from the stinging pain. “Oh, don’t start - ”

“You don’t think before you do things.”

Theo groans. “I think plenty.”

“No, you rush plenty. Really, it’s a miracle you still have all your limbs -”

He rolls his eyes. “Oh, here we go.”

“First, you burn yourself on my curling iron -”

“Okay, one, you shouldn't be leaving your things out like that.”

“Then you cut yourself opening a tin of biscuits -”

Theo tips his head back in exasperation. “You sh - you literally shoved it at me!”

“ - and now my zipper is out to get you?” You throw your hands up. “What are you telling me, Teddy? That every item I own has a personal vendetta against you?”

"Mattheo agrees with me, you know," you continue smugly, in a so-there kind of tone. "He told me about that time you nearly broke your neck falling down that flight of stairs on the way to Transfiguration, which wouldn't have happened if you weren't - "

"Rushing, I know." Theo steps back as if to escape. “Merlin, you are insufferable - ”

“And you are reckless.”

“I don't need you to lecture me.”

“You’d be fine if you just listened to m - show me your finger.”

A brief struggle ensues.

You lunge; he sidesteps. You fumble blindly for his hand; he twists out of reach.

“For fuck’s sake -”

“Stop being so difficult.”

“I’m not being difficult, you’re being a menace.”

“At least I don't get mauled by zippers.”

“I'm telling you, that zipper has it out for me."

“Well, maybe if you weren’t always in such a bloody rus - ”

“Enough with the rushing!”

“I can't help it if you never learn - ”

“I do learn,” he snaps, stepping back further - only for you to grab onto his wrist and pull.

There’s a shuffle, a scuffle as Theo stumbles back into the dresser with a thud.

“Oi - ”

“Oh, stop squirming, you big baby.”

“You stop grabbing- ”

“Theodore, you are injured. Act like it.”

“I am n- ”

“Then give me your hand.”

A long, heavy pause. Then -

“No.”

You groan, exasperated. “Merlin, you are the most - ”

“And you are relentless - ”

But at last, in an impressive show of determination, you manage to latch onto his wrist, wrenching his hand towards you before he can twist away again. Theo groans in frustration, but you’ve already found the wound—his fingertip, warm and damp against yours.

“Oh, for - ” You tighten your grip as he tries to pull away. “You are bleeding!”

Theo tenses, his entire body bristling. “It’s nothing.”

“On my zipper,” you say incredulously. “Again.”

He exhales sharply as if this is somehow your fault. “You don’t need to make a whole production of it - ”

“I told you to be careful - ”

“And I was - ”

“Clearly not enough!”

Theo groans, tipping his head back against the dresser. “I’m buying you a tear-away dress next Valentine’s.”

You bite back a smirk. “I’d like to see you figure that one out.”

He mutters something under his breath that you don’t quite catch, but you’re already bringing his hand up, brushing your lips over the wound.

He stills.

The fight, the irritation, the tension - all of it dissolves instantly under your touch.

You press another kiss there, softer this time. Through a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains, he sees your face - your impish expression, your eyes, alight with amusement and plain adoration. You watch his face too - his furrowed brows relaxing, the slight part of his lips, his sharp features softened by something indiscernible.

His eyes flick to yours.

And Merlin, it’s not fair, he thinks. It’s not fair how you can drive him to the brink of insanity one second and then look at him like that the next, like you could never get your fill. It's enough to make him think you're worth all the trouble you put him through. It's enough to make him want to slow down. Merlin knows the last thing he wants is to rush through his days with you.

“…better?” you murmur against his skin after a moment.

Theo exhales, rolling his eyes as though he isn’t already relenting. "It's a start," he says grudgingly.

Your smile widens as you bring his hand up again, pressing another kiss there, then another, then another.

Theo groans, tipping his head back again, his frustration dwindling with every sympathetic brush of your lips.

“You like this,” you tease.

“Shut up,” he mumbles, but his voice has softened, his body relaxing into yours.

You grin, pressing a kiss to his wrist. Then his palm.

Theo groans again, for reasons unrelated to his earlier irritation, his fingers curling at your waist.

You laugh softly. “Want me to kiss you better everywhere?”

Theo smiles weakly, pulling you closer. “That's the best idea you've had all night."

[transgaysex]

its 5 am and i really shouldnt be having thoughts right now but im so anxious about school

[booksooks]

knight!sylus

starts w him being knighted by your father. right. but his eyes are on you the entire time. cannot look away, and neither can you. yall have known each other since childhood. and now he's taking an oath to protect you for the rest of his life with all he has, and he's delighted. there's now no real reason for you two to be apart, and he proves it by shadowing you to every council meeting, every court appearance, and every night of revelry. (and if he happens to scare away potential suitors every time… you're not ungrateful.)

and so the next few years go on like that, your father peacefully transitions power to you so that you're now the ruler of your kingdom, loyal knight still by your side. and so duh, there's a coronation ball that doubles as a ball for you to find a spouse. because your father is insisting, and who are you to deny the request of the man who raised you? so you host the celebration, switching between taking turns around the room in the arms of someone entirely boring, or sitting in your personal box to watch the laundry list of potential suitors spinning below. and it's not until several hours later, when you're sure that you've danced with everyone and your head is killing you that sylus gently pulls you away, reassuring you that no one will notice you being gone for a few. yall sneak down to the empty kitchen and steal a few nibbles. it's peaceful, something you haven't been able to say all night. and it's not until you start thinking about going back that sylus puts a hand on your waist and asks you to wait for him, even as he steps closer. and because you trust him, because you know sylus would never, ever hurt you, when he brings his head down to hover just above your lips, you're not nervous. but he hesitates, because what if, this one time, he's wrong about you? what if he's completely misread, and you're 2 seconds away from shoving him back and excommunicating him from the kingdom?

but he's not wrong (thank god) because you're sliding your hands through his hair and pulling him closer, not wanting to delay this anymore. and really, it all unravels from there in the best way possible. the night ends, everyone goes home feeling like their time was a little bit wasted because why would you invite them out to have a chance at your hand in marriage when you knew you were in love with your personal knight? but their opinions don't matter. your father approves of the union, and the wedding is everything you've ever wanted. sylus surprisingly doesn't choose to take the title of king, instead preferring to be able to protect you at all times. sure, he'll give his opinion when he thinks it's wanted, but he doesn't crave the power that comes with being king. you are enough.

something something something timeskip, despite your best efforts the neighboring kingdom declares war on you. but not in the traditional sense, no, they poison your food, set traps for traveling parties, and even send assassins after you. and sylus, ever worried for your life but still respectful, lets you stay. you dont want to show fear or to give up, so he stands by you throughout the long ordeal.

it isnt until there's an almost successful attempt on your life (that wouldn't have been 'almost' successful had sylus not been sleeping in bed with you) that he convinces you to go on the run. your cities have all been decimated, fields have been razed to the ground, so there's really no point in defending yourselves anymore. you pack up that night, leaving the dead body of a would-be murderer on the floor in front of your bed. you're not used to the cold nights, but the water by the lake is soothing as you curl up next to sylus, your husband, under a tent for the night. it takes a few weeks for you to get adjusted, which makes you jealous of sylus who seems to know every edible and poisonous plant on the planet. you're grateful, of course, but you can't help but feel useless when it takes much longer for you to adjust to living in the wilderness.

an idea occurs to you after the fifth time of your hair, once perfectly cared for and shiny, now dull and tangled, gets caught in branches as you and sylus traipse through the woods. you bring the idea up to your husband that night, quiet in front of the bonfire as he cooks dinner for you both. the idea of cutting your hair is shocking to him, because wouldn't you want to keep a part of your old life? (he questions himself, not realizing he is all you need to remind yourself of who you once were.) but he agrees easily, and takes the knife you brought to start cutting your hair with the utmost reverence in the world. he treats your hair with every ounce of respect he can muster, as if you were still the country's leader (you still are, to him, strong and fearless and kind), and does his best to make you look good. it's choppy, sure, but you still look like you, and theres nothing sylus could be more grateful for. he loves you. yes, he's said it countless times, not one to let you forget the fact, but he truly loves you. with everything he has. and you can tell, it's so obvious with every gentle sweep against your neck to get rid of hair clippings, and in the way he presses a soft kiss just below your ear. he loves you. you love him. you don't have your fancy clothes, your castle, your kingdom, or your people, but you have each other, and you know that's enough, and that sylus feels the same.

idea by @twink-fuery ily gamer /p ty for feeding the sylus flames w me

[squiddy-god]

reader in heat (x belphie)

Ok so this was a request and basically after helping Solomon with a spell gone wrong you go into heat

CW : smut, artificial heat, Solomon spell gone wrong, smutty smut with a hint of plot

Okokok so let me start this by saying that while belphie is a lazy fuck, hes also a horny bastard

So while during the day he’s near constantly asleep, he mentions in a call that at night he’s alway awake

So sex with belphie while still lazy, is much more active at night

ok now onto the juicy bits

Solomon was trying out a new spell, and you were helping him because he was teaching you magic

Well solomon did an oopsie and the spell went very, very rong

So when the spell misfired at you he expected you to turn purple or turn into a frog

He definitely didn’t expect it so send you into a heat

Immediately got you to the house of lamentation because here’s the thing

Humans don’t normally go into heat unless a spell or special aphrodisiac is used, but when a human is sent into a heat, especially around demons, it isn’t always the best

Humans are already delicious to demons but a human in heat? haHA

So solomon immediately got you back to the house and him and lucifer decided the best thing to do was temporarily put you in the attic until the effects wore off

So when belphie got home ready to snuggle up with you and nap, he was understandably suspicious when no one knew were you were and lucifer was hesitant to tell him

And belphie was angry when lucifer said you were in the attic for a while, so without waiting to hear the explanation belphie sprinted up and slammed the door open

And then it hit him like a truck

You had been sent into a heat

Now one of three things could happen here

One; he could go on like usual in his lazy fashion, letting you ride him and fuck yourself on his cock, your slopy little hole streching on his cock while you work yourself threw your heat

That is until night when hes nice and awake, and willing to be a bit more active, plowing you and fucking you into the matress

Oh and he sleeps so nicely with you bouncing on his cock and your sweet, intoxicating scent filling up the room.

Two; a kind of switch flips in belphies head and suddenly he isn’t very tired

Now look, as far as belphie is concerned your his “mate” in a sense, so while you wouldn’t normally go into heat and this is probably a one time thing, your heat still affects him a lot more than it would affect another demon/more then another demons heat would affect him because of the bond you two share (at least to him).

So when belphie rushes in and is hit with the wave of your scent in heat, a switch in his head flips

His “mate” is in heat and he needs to help them, even if he himself isnt in his heat, you are and his instinct is to fuck you into the matress for as long as you need

So he immediately pounces on you, yes he’s still going to get a little tired and be slightly lazy, letting you ride him for a bit

But only for a bit

Once he wakes up from his little power nap he’s going to flip you over on your stomach and shove his cock in you until your creaming

This takes up his normal style when he’s abnormally horny, lazy but rough

He’ll set a slightly slower then average pace with long rough thrust

He’ll lean over you and whisper the most filthy things in your ears. About how well you take his cock, about how your his, teasing you about how needy you are, about how you look so cute begging for him to fuck you.

So like the first one hes still fairly lazy about it but he feels the need to fuck you threw your little heat

Three; this little incident sends him into an early heat

Now demons and humans are very different, that’s obvious, and like i said before belphie sees you as his “mate” even if its at the back of his mind his body is still going to naturally react as if your his “mate” even if yours isn’t quite the same way, what i mean is like when belphie goes into heat you can’t really sense it, you don’t smell it like demons do and it doesn’t affect you, however when you go into heat, even tho its a one time thing, as mentioned before it does affect him, he can sense that your in heat because his body sees you as his “mate” and he can smell that your in heat because he’s a demon, and normally this would be fine, a normally occurrence for demons,

Except your a human

And because your a human this is your first (and probably only) heat, now this is important because :

While demons can smell another demon in heat it doesn’t affect them the same way as when a demon’s “mate” is in heat, when a demon’s “mate” is in heat the smell is stronger and they can sense the others heat, it affects them more.

And when a demon gets a “mate” other demons heats become slightly more muted

So you’ve been belphies “mate” for a while, meaning that previously he didn’t have one, and that he’s never smelled your heat

So when he bursts into the room and your in heat it’s something fairly new, and because of that it sends his body into an early heat

And oh boy belphie in heat = no sleep whatsoever.

But that’s for another time *wink wink*

[luvanniiee]

needy • h.hj •

pairings- gamer!hyunjin x fem!reader

synopsis- he always says he’ll get off in a few minutes or when he’s finished the round. leaving you with an ache only he can soothe.

warnings- SMUT!!!! teasing, unprotected sex (be smart bookie), oral (m and f receiving), slight masturbation (ur doing it),petnames, slight overstimulation, slight edging (he stops before he cums). some bratty behavior.

a/n: sorry for not posting in forever :(. butttt i just turned 19!!! WOOOOO!! anyways, hope yall enjoy this, please send more reqs, and also still accepting moots! and im also almost at 80 followers teehee i could cry. anyways much love!

youve been sitting on the couch for hours now. sitting behind hyunjin, trying to be patient and wait for him to finally finish the game so he could give you attention for what feels like the first time today. he didnt show any signs of getting off soon even though he said he’d be “finished in a few minutes”. whenever you ask him if hes finished, he would say “almost. give me a few more minutes”. and those minutes turned into hours.

you sighed unusually loud when you asked him one more time. “im almost done, im literally about to beat this level. just give me a few more minutes.” he said. “ugh, its been hours since you last said that, and im really needy right now. cant you just save it and finish later?” you said.

there really isnt an established dom/sub dynamic in the relationship. sometimes you would take control, and sometimes he would take the lead. so when he heard the slight brattiness in your tone, he paused the game to look at you. it was like he was warning you with his eyes. “i told you that im almost finished. now you can do either of these two things im gonna suggest. you can either find something to do until im finished or sit there like the good pretty girl you are and wait for me.” he said.

the firmness of his voice was enough to quiet you down, but it also added fuel to the fire between your legs. it was becoming unbearable. so when hyunjin turned back to the screen of his computer, you decided to slip your hands down there to relieve yourself until he was able to help.

it didnt take long for hyunjin to catch on to what was going on behind him. the sounds of your soft whimpers, and the sounds of your wet pussy were reaching his ears. “princess, are you touching yourself?” he asked softly. you stopped in your actions to brat out “yes, because you arent doing it.”

he turned in his chair to see that you were there on the couch, only in a shirt, panties on the floor, legs spread and fingers sticky. he swore he could cum right then at the sight. but he composed himself. he walks over to you, and lowers himself so you and him are eye to eye. he grips your thighs and kisses them softly. moving closer to where you really need him.

your breath getting gradually louder as he nears your pussy, but stops as soon as hes facing it. hyunjin blows cool air on your clit, the new sensation making you whine, and clench around nothing. he smiles knowing how much control he has over you right now.

he starts off by kissing around the folds softly, just enough to drive you insane. youre getting wetter everytime he presses his lips on you. then he moves to your clit and swirls his tongue around it. you were already riled up from playing with yourself, so you know it wont take long for you. he switches from kitten licks to flicking his tongue to tracing figure eight. all of this combined with his lock on your eyes is enough to send you over the edge. “im cumming!” you nearly scream out. “go ahead.” he says. and with that, you came with your whole body shaking from him continuing to eat you out. “aah- stop baby!” you whine.

but your whines fell upon deaf ears. it was apparent he wasnt gonna stop until he was ready. so you pushed his head away and he wiped his mouth clean.

“satisfied?” he asked. you shook your head no. “let me return the favor and then ill be satisfied.” you said back. so he sat down as you got up. you pulled his boxers down, as thats all he was wearing. his boxers and a long sleeve shirt. you give his tip a kiss. just to get him back for teasing you in the beginning. he hisses slightly when you lick it. “baby please.” he whined out. you looked him in the eye and smiled as you took him down your throat. his head thrown back against the cushion on the couch. hyunjin grabbed your head and thrusted his hips up softly when he felt you about to tease him again. with every thrust, he was panting and letting out small moans. “oh god, its so good, i wanna cum down your throat. but i wanna fuck you so bad now.” he moaned softly.

as he felt himself about to cum, he quickly took himself out of your mouth. you sat back on your feet and looked at him gather himself. “come here princess.” hyunjin said as he patted his lap. you knew what he wanted. so you climbed on top and slid yourself down on him slowly.

the stretch making you both moan. you gave him and yourself a moment to get ready. and slowly rocked yourself on him. hyunjin knows you talk the most shit when youre on top. “see baby, you couldve had this hours ago, if you werent playing the game all day.” you said. he rolled his eyes at you and gripped your hips to make you go faster. the slow pace was good but you both know that the faster pace is better.

“so tight for me, yeah? you been waiting for this, like a needy pretty girl.” hyunjin moaned in your ear. the raspiness of his voice was driving you insane. all you could do was moan back in response. he stilled your hips so he could adjust himself and thrust up into you. you let out a throaty moan as he was hitting your g-spot well. “s’good.” was all you could say. your mind going numb as he continued to thrust into you.

hyunjin felt you clenching around him, signaling that you were close. “close already? does it feel that good?” he said. you couldnt answer him, so you let your cries and whines do the talking. “go ahead love, cum for me.” he whispered in your ear. he leaned you back a little so he could rub your clit. the overstimulation he was giving you made your mind go blank.

“fuck…” was all you said as you came around him. shaking and screaming a little as he pounded into you harder so he could cum. he was close and you could feel it in the way his hips were losing rhythm. “baby…please let me cum inside…cant hold it anymore…” hyunjin whined. you were too far gone to speak so you just nodded. he wasted no time in filling you up. “fuck..baby!” he moaned loudly.

he started to slow down as he was riding his high out. both of you taking the time to catch a breath before kissing each other softly.

“next time hyunjin, dont make me wait.” you said.

“next time ill leave your needy ass high and dry.” he replied in the same cockiness.

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[rdiowx]

Day sixteen: Teasing; Kobra kid & fun ghoul

MERRY CHRISTMAS GUYS!!

Warnings: basically fun ghoul watching (and helping) you and Kobra kid fuck so yea, Ghoul’s teasing both you and Kobra, implied you, Kobra and ghoul are in a poly relationship.

Readers parts non mentioned but he’s referred to with he/they pronouns

“Jesus christ you’re gonna kill him Kobra!” Ghoul teased. Your head was currently pushed into your threes shared mattress while Kobra pushed himself inside of you, Ghoul insisted he wanted to watch this time. Kobra replied with an eye roll and a snarky remark, “if you’re gonna run your mouth the whole time i might have them occupy it.” That shut Ghoul up for a minute, probably situating his pants so they werent rubbing against his cock uncomfortably. Their conversation was lost when your moans increased in volume, causing Ghoul to smirk. “Dont tell me you’re close already, it hasn’t even been 10 minutes yet.” Ghoul chuckled as he took your face into his hand squeezing a bit, Kobra having moved his hand to your back long ago.

Tears fell down your cheeks before Ghoul kissed them away and laughed a bit. Kobras pace never slowed as he fucked you. It didnt take long for you to cum, ghoul making fun of you as he occasionally came up from kissing you. Kobra huffed from above the both of you as he came not long after. “Don’t tell me you’re done already Kobra.” Ghoul smirked before Kobra switched positions, you on top of him now. “Why would you think that?” Kobra questioned, looking up at Ghoul as he slipped himself inside of you once more causing you to whine. Ghoul just shrugged with a smirk as he kissed Kobra and moved to be closer to you, since it was easier to tease you both that way.

It didn’t take long for Ghoul to take hold of your hips, making you fuck yourself on Kobras cock. The room was filled with Ghouls laughter and your and Kobras curses. You could feel Ghouls mouth on your shoulder, his lips pulled into a smirk before pressing a kiss to you. Ghoul held your hips still, sending a knowing look Kobras way. Kobra just responded with a glare and it was enough for frank to continue to help you ride Kobra, slightly faster this time. “Don’t even-“ Kobra was cut off with his moan and yours as Ghoul shoved your hips down particularly hard. You looked over your shoulder to throw Ghoul a glare to which he held up a hand in defense, the other still guiding your hips.

Pressing a kiss to the side of your mouth, ghoul returned both hands to your hips. Moving his mouth to your neck as he made marks on it, Ghoul chuckled at the increase in volume of your moans. Kobra was struggling to stay quiet too, his curses and groans could be heard throughout the room. “I think Kobra is close..what do you think?” Ghoul whispered to you, pressing his cheek against yours as you nodded in agreement. Ghoul was right and it didnt take long for him to cum in you, however you hadn’t cum yet so Ghoul decided to torture Kobra a little longer. Ghoul hadn’t let up on the pace he kept with his hands on your hips even though Kobra came, Kobras groans turning into whines now.

Kobras hands were clenching the sheets of the bed, a lust filled expression on his sweat covered face as Ghoul continued to help you ride him. Frank reached down to help you get off soon enough, and it didnt take long for that to happen. Relief flooding you and Kobra as Ghoul slowed down the pace, enough to let you calm down but not enough to overstimulate you, thought the same couldn’t be said about Kobra as he whimpered from under both you and Ghoul. You smiled back at Ghoul as he Smirked down at Kobra. Kobra rolled his eyes before closing them and putting his hand in yours, ghoul still holding your hips. “I think you’re forgetting about someone, it’s my turn isnt it?”

Lowkey this sucks but its christmas

[itsemmiy]

Sharing Is Caring au

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A silly au idea that I've been thinking about for a while that Im kind nervous to share, I wanted to do something self insert but I also wanted to do with yn so why not do both, Isnt that a good idea? Right?? :')

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The superstar daycare needed someone to help with security and also help the daycare attendant with the children and cleaning, who would have thought that even with a long history of serious accidents two people would appear, desperate for a job.

Emi and Yn end up dividing the work by changing shifts, while one is in charge of security the other is an assistant to the daycare attendant, switching places from day by day. It would be okay if they both didn't like the same person, or robot, who wasn't at all interested in any kind of relationship beyond just being coworkers

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Sun: Sun's personality is very chaotic. Loves to invade everyone's personal space, terible as a listener but tries his best. Sun loves attention, especially from his coworkers, who he calls Friends or other nicknames. He loves seeing their reaction. He has a great relationship with his brother Moon with whom he shares his body.

Moon: His personality depends on who he is with. When Moon's with kids he's very chill, kind and gentle, most of the kids sees him as a father figure, but with the adults plus his co-workers things are different. He likes to cause as much chaos as possible, it takes a lot to make Moon lose it all (and this Emi and yn can easily achieve)

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Okay so I had this idea just to have an excuse to draw some short comics of their shenanigans, yk romantic comedy but probably there won't be much romance unless u guys ask me, feel free to send me anything u wanna know about it bc its an au where will be totally focus on responding asks or if you want to request some art about its totally fine (Im totally not begging for art request idk why would think of that bc is definitely not that).

Anyways some art dump below

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Rabbit Burrow

(5180 words) part 2 (1 found here)

Tony Becker, one year after surviving the attack from GGY, tracks down Gregory post-SB. But he has to get through Vanessa and Freddy before he can get to Gregory.

Its only after Tony has run through the interaction with Vanessa ten times over that he realizes she never told him how she knows Gregory.

He'd been nothing but restless since she left. His eyes have been darting to and from the digital clock on the end table on the other side of arm of the couch, and his brain has been so scattered, all he can focus on is the awaiting reunion.

The baking show has long since switched to a new episode since he last checked the TV. Tony's worried that at this point, his fingers will start bleeding if he keeps picking at them like this.

The only saving grace in a long chunk of nothing-but-anticipation is when Tony's phone buzzes at 6:01pm, right when he had started to gather his thoughts and began plan out the reunion in his head like remembering a speech.

Ellis: dude where r u????

Ellis: yr mom said u arent home and she keeps asking me if ur with me and where u r

All Tony does is sigh. He cant even find it in him to feel bad that his Mom and Grandma are probably worried. All he can think about is how his arms are shaking and his stomach feels floaty.

He types back with thumbs that have peeling skin on the edge of the fingernails.

Tony: Remember how I covered for you that one time?

Tony: I need you to cover for me. If you need to tell her that I'm with you and I'm staying over do that. I just need any excuse.

Ellis: yea i remember but why?

Ellis: if a guy covers for u u can at least tell him what the deal is

Tony: I'm doing something really important. I can't tell you all the details yet.

Tony: I just need you to trust me. Please. It'll help me out a lot, Ellis.

Tony: I promise I'll make it up to you next time you need something.

Ellis: dude didnt know it was that important

Ellis: dont worry then. u know i can tell a mean lie when i need to

Tony: Dude thanks. That's a big relief. It wont be in vain.

Ellis: my services will not be for free tho

Ellis: i will need something in return

Tony: What do you want?

Ellis: for u to buy me a cookie next time i see u at lunch

Tony finds it in him to roll his eyes at that. He smiles a bit, and right as he goes to send back I'll buy you two, Freddy Fazbear makes some sort of clunking sound.

Its enough to make his already fluttery heart clench and himself almost fly off of the couch. He jerks and yelps and can only stare Freddy Fazbears black eyelids phwip open, and his pupils glow..

They're blank, though, like they're on but Freddy himself isnt. His body whirs and shifts slowly, as if running a diagnostic, and after his ears wiggle, theres a clear difference.

Tony just sits rigid as a board with eyes wide as saucers as Freddy doesnt notice him right away. He just takes the jump cables off of his ears and sets them on the carpet, and moves his torso to face the window.

Which Tony is blocking. Since hes on the couch sitting directly next to the animatronic.

Theres a staring contest with a distinct lack of breathing for all but a few moments, before the small black plastic pieces that are Freddys eyebrows tilt downwards.

"Wait wait wait!" Tony holds out his hands, but Freddy doesnt get off the couch and attack him like his fears. Freddys eyes dont leave his once, and it reminds him too much of those few times Freddy would stare him down and be hot on his heels in the Pizzaplex during the GGY debacle.

Freddy pauses, not even so much as twitching as he burns an LED hole into him. Tony tries to get over the unease and stutters out, "Um, Vanessa trusts me. I talked to her. She told me to stay here."

For a fleeting moment, Tony believes he somehow said the wrong thing and that Freddy is now going to grab him and beat him into a pulp like he feared back at the Pizzaplex all that time ago. But during the rigid silence, the glow in Freddys eyes flickers for half a second, and some sort of beeping sound emits from a hidden speaker.

"I have just contacted her." Freddy finally breaks the tension, and Tony sighs at how his voice does not sound aggressive. In fact, Freddy hadn't spoken at all when Tony had been afraid of him last year. "You are telling the truth... my apologies."

"Theres no issue." Tony manages when Freddy looks so undoubtedly apologetic theres no doubt that he's not genuine. He scratches the back of his neck. "...I guess I wouldnt be too keen on a stranger being in my house when I wake up either."

"Yes," Freddy nods, and his ears bob at the motion. Theres a split second of silence where the baking show Tony hasn't caught a single second of is the only noise in the room. "so that begs the question; why are you here?"

Tony jerks. "What?"

"You are a stranger in my house, like you said." Freddy points out, not unkindly. "I would appreciate knowing why. Even if you already went over it with Vanessa."

"Oh. Well. I dont know what all Vanessa told you, but... I'm here for Gregory."

Freddy doesnt immediately turn distrustful or wary like Vanessa had. Probably because he already knows Tony is a friend. "She said you were an old friend of his." Freddy confirms. His "So, you are the boy Gregory talks to much about."

Tony doesnt really know how to respond to that. He grabs a fold of fabric from the arm of his jacket in-between his fingers. "Uh...yeah."

"I'm sure you've already talked to Vanessa. So I wont beat around the bush." Freddy says. "But Gregory has tried so hard to remember you."

Tony brows furrow. "...She said he has dreams sometimes. And that's how he knows I-- we exist."

"Yes." Freddy nods."But she probably did not tell you that he tries to figure out what reminded him of you, so he can continue to keep dreaming."

Tony's eyes widen, and he picks at his fingers. No. Vanessa did not mention that. She said nothing about Gregory actively searching for Tony around his life to see him in his dreams.

Freddys LED eyes dim, and his ears and eyelids droop in a clear sign of upset. "It breaks my heart. To see Gregory try to gather the broken pieces of his memories." His eyes stare at the couch cushion below them, before they dart up to look him in the eye. "You were obviously very important to him, if he searches like this."

"He is to me too." Is all Tony can manage. He's suddenly getting a sense adjacent to deja vu.

"Its clear that he is." Freddy is still looking him in the eye, but somehow, Tony feels like he's smiling at him. "If you came all this way to see him."

And he really did come a long way, didnt he? He took a bus to a different county. He spent hours and hours scouring the internet for any mention of Greg after he suddenly up and went missing as soon by the time Tony had recovered enough to look for him.

Greg has searched too, apparently. Tony cant help but be aware of. Even after losing his memories.

"What is your name?" Freddy suddenly asks him.

"Tony Becker." Tony answers easily. "I guess he doesnt remember my name, huh?"

"No. But he has tried. Believe me when I say that." Freddy says. "He wants to know more about his life before what happened more than anything."

"...You think he'll be happy to see me?"

"There is no doubt, Tony Becker."

The last time he had seen Greg, it was in a dusty back room with a knife in his back.

But despite that, it isnt what Tony thinks when he thinks Greg. When he thinks of Greg, he thinks of the sleepovers and the days Greg would show up at school one day with his hair different lengths. He thinks about how He, Greg, and Ellis would Vs. eachother on the air hockey machine. He thinks about the stories they'd come up with in creative writing.

When he thinks of that afternoon at the Pizzaplex, he doesnt think Greg. He thinks GGY. Maybe its that first inkling of separation that got him here.

Theres been a stretch of silence while Tony soaked it in. The rain outside has slowed, and the sun peeking through the gray clouds shines through the window, white lines on the coffee table like the blinds are a stencil.

"But the truth is... I do not think Vanessa feels the same." Freddy suddenly says. "She wants to protect him from the awful memories. I do not have to deal with them like she does, but I assume they... that they haunt her."

His ears droop. "I believe that she does not want Gregory to have to as well."

"So shes trying to keep them from him?" Tony asks, a brow raised. "But that's his choice, isn't it?"

"That is how I feel." Freddy agrees, looking at him again. It's starting to become less uncomfortable. "Listen, Tony Becker. I may not know for sure, but I feel that Vanessa is afraid to let you near Gregory. Seeing you will make him remember so much."

His mind immediately jumps to a thousand implications at that."If shes scared, what does that mean?" He asks. "She'll make me leave? She'll change her mind?"

"I do not think so." Freddy assures. "But my point is that she has been trying for so long to keep Gregorys memories under wraps. It is not with malice, but this is why I ask you this."

"Gregory has long since chosen to remember, even if Vanessa does not want him to." Freddy says havent left his once, and Tony doesnt look away, either. Freddys pupils suddenly appear brighter in a way when he speaks again, "To keep them from him after he has already made his choice would be cruel. Which is why I would like you to help him, Tony Becker."

Tony hasnt forgotten how Greg fought for him that day at the Pizzaplex. He hasnt forgotten how all that mattered was Tony escaping. Not if Greg would get in trouble. Not if something would happen to him.

Gregory has, though. Greg has forgotten a lot of things.

But if seeing Tony in danger that fateful afternoon made him remember himself enough to fight, and win against mind control?

Tony can fight for Greg's memories, too. Even if it takes another year.

"He deserves to remember his old life." Freddy says. "Vanessa has told me that his parents are dead. Any life he had before is nothing but a faint memory." He hums, melancholy. "But it's one I want him to remember."

Me too Tony almost says. Because all Tony has wanted throughout this last year is his friend back.

"Greg was one of my best friends." Tony says quietly, eyes downcast. He counts the threads in the couch cushion. "I want him to remember me and Ellis and... everything. It's why I'm here."

"I have not been able to help him, no matter how much I've wanted to." Freddy responds, sounding sad. "But I am glad you are here. Now Gregory truly has a chance of obtaining what hes been chasing for so long."

"Me too." Tony replies, not knowing which exactly hes responding too.

"So," Freddy pauses. "what do you say?"

"I'll do it." Tony responds immediately. "But... I just have to ask. Why do you trust me so much? Vanessa wouldnt even tell me anything until I answered her riddles."

Freddy hums. "It is exactly as you said." Freddy answers. "You earned Vanessa's trust. So in turn you have earned my trust. I trust Vanessa to trust you."

Tony doesnt respond, for a moment, just taking that in.

The amount of faith you have in someone to trust them that much. To know you can rely on them. To have no doubt...

Tony glances at the hallway he can see just over the back of the couch and down the hall into the room with the slightly open door, with the pens and pencils and bed and desk, and wonders how tightly wound the people in this house are with eachother.

"...Then I'll return the favor." Tony smiles. "You're friends of Greg's, and, well... I was friends with him, once upon an time. And he still seems to think so." He holds out a hand. "Any friend of Greg's is a friend of mine."

Freddys ears wiggle, and his eyelids come up in a way that make him look overjoyed. "Any friend of Gregory's is a friend of mine." Freddy repeats, shaking Tony's hand. "We are in this together, now. We will have to be there for Gregory if he remembers not so great things."

"And for the great things." Tony smiles, going over the few months worth of memories of their three amigos friendship he has in his head. "Its worth it, I think."

After all, if Tony's found a way to seperate killer Greg with his Greg, then he thinks Gregory probably can as well.

"I'm glad we have that settled." Freddys ears wiggle, and his eyes do that dimming thing again for half a second. "Because Vanessa has just contacted me and let me know that she is almost back with Gregory."

He makes some sort of choking noise. Theres a thousand things on the tip of Tony's tongue in seconds. His eyes blow wide as saucers, and he twists his back to look at the clock that reads 6:34.

He immediately feels like someone dumped a bucket of ice water on his head. He stutters, trying to gather his thoughts, and eventually gets out "How long?!"

"Soon." Freddy smiles. "It wont be long, now. It seems all the work you've done has paid off."

Tony cant find it in him to move his mouth after that. Just too rigid. It feels like theres electricity buzzing up his skin and a wildfire in his chest. It feels like he cold start floating like a balloon at any moment.

He doesnt respond to Freddy, after that. He just twists his body to face the front door (his back twinges. maybe he shouldn't slouch over his laptop and desk so much) and waits.

A few minutes is nothing in the grand scheme of things. Not really when its put up against the year he's taken to track Greg down. But its somehow more agonizing waiting now when he knows Greg is in arms reach, instead of it being uncertain if he'd ever see him again.

It's not uncertain, now. Is the thing. Greg is on his way, and Tony, for once, doesn't even know what to think. All he can do is sit there and be clammy and impatient.

Freddy chuckles. Tony ignores it. He burns a hole into the front door just across the living room, only hearing his own jumbled thoughts and roaring in his ears over the baking show on the TV.

Its Winter right now. So by 6:45, all the light outside has darkened into pitch blackness. The residential street lights outside the apartments make the raindrops on the window glow. The TV is still going in the background.

Freddy is as still as he is, joining him in watching the door as restless as a bored puppy. Listening to the ventilation inside of Freddys inner workings is the only thing that reminds Tony to breathe.

After multiple agonizing minutes, Tony jerks when the slam of a car door is heard distantly outside the window.

"Are you ready, Tony Becker?" Freddy breaks the silence. Looking back at Freddy is the first time Tony looks away from the door. "We do not know how much he will remember at first. It may be messy. It may not."

Messy is definitely a word he would use to describe a lot of the things that have happened, here. So he just nods, a tilt of his head. "I'm ready."

"He is ready, too." replies Freddy.

And that's all that's said until the doorknob begins to rattle.

All that Tony manages is a strangled gasp before he's bolting off the couch, almost tripping over Freddys legs. His converse slide on the laminate wood, and he stands there. In perfect view of the door.

His legs feel cold and his chest airy as he watches. He waits for movement, and cant help the tremble in his hands when the deadbolt unlocks. He can hear voices. Only because hes straining his ears, but he can hear a high pitched voice muffled and faint behind the door.

The doorknob rattles, and Tony watches as the deadbolt unlocks from the inside. His heart stutters in his chest when he hears voices outside, and he can pinpoint one of the pitches as Greg's.

"Come on, Vanessa. Were home. Now tell me what the suprise is!"

"I think you'll want to see it for yourself, Greg."

"Its inside? Well what could it possibly be if you wont even give me a hint--"

The knob twists, and the door creaks open. Its steady and agonizingalmost as if it's in slow motion.

And there he is.

Theres the pale skin and short stature and blue clothes. Tony isnt breathing when he just looks, and sees the boy he'd been searching for so long right in front of him.

He has raindrops in his chocolate brown hair. Greg doesnt look away from Vanessa while he walks in, at first, but Vanessa looks away from Gregory. She meets his eyes, and Tony doesnt have it in him to dissect what the look could mean.

All he cares about is how Greg follows her gaze.

He stops in his tracks, his mud stained Pizzaplex brand sneakers planting him firmly in place.

It's like everything else falls away when Greg meets his eyes. Huge, amber eyes that grow as wide as saucers when they see him. Theres a dark jagged scar wrapped around his cheek that makes it to his nose that wasnt there before.

The silence is deafening, as they just stand there and stare at eachother. Tony thinks he isnt breathing. Theres electricity shooting up his spine. His fingers twitch and tremble. Greg just stares, mouth agape.

Tony's own twitches, and he smacks his lips together, testing if he can still speak at all. His legs are rooted to the ground as he says, just above a whisper, "Greg."

Greg's face shifts ever so slightly, and it's only now Tony realizes his eyes are a bit faraway. Like he's...

Remembering something.

In an instant, they dart and blink, and Greg is looking at him again.

Tony dares to break through the water by taking a step. He never tears his eyes away from Gregory's own.

At some point, Vanessa moved away from the door and somewhere else in the house.

Which means the coast is clear when Tony takes a step, and then another, and Greg is meeting him in the middle.

Hes almost sprinting when they crash into eachother like waves. Immediately, Tony wraps his arms around Greg tight, and Greg clutches back just as desperately.

"Tony." Gregory says breathlessly. Tony can feel Greg's hair brush against his cheek and his hands ball up his jacket. "Its you. That's your name. You're the..."

"The one you've been dreaming about?" Tony chuckles, and to his suprise, it's a little wet. His legs ache from pushing himself into the hug so much, but he ignores it. "Yeah. Me and Ellis. Your friends."

"Tony and Ellis." Greg repeats, and Tony could cry at how it's the same voice in all of his memories. A few things are different; Gregory's face has changed a bit, and so has his hair and clothes. But all of the things that made him Greg back then are still here.

"I--" Greg stutters. "I tried so hard to remember anything about you. I was gonna track you down, I hope you know. Cause you're the only things I remember about..."

"I know, Greg." Tony replies. Greg pulls away from the hug, and Tony still has a grip on his shoulders. "They told me everything."

He jerks his head towards Freddy and Vanessa, and when Greg looks over at him, Freddys ears wiggle and Vanessa does a small little wave.

"Some suprise." Gregory chuckles, wiping at his dry eyes. "Jeez, its just-- I just remembered so much. Just by seeing you, and--"

Greg's eyes turn a little misty as he looks in Tony's own. "We were friends." He says. "And I forgot you for so long."

"It wasnt your fault." Tony smiles slightly. Greg still has to look up at him a bit, like he did last time Tony saw him. "Freddy and Vanessa told me you tried your best to remember us."

Gregory nods, glancing over at them. "I did." He says. "I wanted to know what triggered the first dream so bad. But... I never figured it out."

"I guess it doesn't matter now." Tony says. "I'm right here in front of you, and you remember now. Ellis'll be really glad to see you, too."

Gregory chuckles. "I missed him." He says. "I missed you, too."

"Me too." Tony replies, and it doesn't feel like those two words can encapsulate how much Tony has felt the past year. "Ellis really missed you as well. He still is. You don't know what happened to him when you went missing."

Gregory ducks his head, eyes downcast. "I wish I did."

Tony eyes Freddy from the corner of his eye, and he nods. Tony looks back towards Greg. "I can tell you some stuff, if you want. Vanessa said something reminded you of me one day." He smiles. "I can try to help remind you of stuff enough to remember more."

Gregory's head shoots up, and to Tony's suprise, tears gather in his eyes. As quick as they come, he ducks his head, using the sleeve of his navy jacket to wipe them away. "Yeah." He sniffs. "That'd be great."

"I'm glad you guys reunited." Vanessa pipes up to their left. "But, Gregory, I think you should go take a breather. I wanna talk to Tony anyway."

Greg doesnt answer for a second, but eventually he nods, smiling at Tony as he peels himself away. Tony takes note of how the tooth Gregory had been missing last year is still gone.

Tony watches him go, and his eyes dont leave his back until the door to his room shuts.

"Kid," Vanessa grabs his attention. She gestures to sit down on the couch, and he moves over, sitting in-between Freddy and her. "that went well. Really well."

Tony just nods, not able to shake the trembling in his fingers and the floaty feeling in his chest.

"It doesnt seem like he remembered anything bad." Vanessa points out. "He couldnt have. He wouldn't be so calm if he did, trust me."

Tony remembers Freddys words about how Vanessa grapples with the things shes done, so he does. He nods again, and Vanessa smiles. "So that's good. Listen, kid. If you can somehow have Gregory remember his old life without any of the mind control murder stuff, that would be the best case scenario."

Freddy whirs and straightens out a but, opening his mouth to speak, but he stops at the last second. "It wouldnt be unfair to Gregory if he wasnt remembering anything good, Fred." Vanessa points out.

"That is true." Freddy agrees. "There is no point in Gregory remembering anything harmful to him if avoidable. Vanessa knows that better than anyone."

Tony opens his mouth to speak, but pauses.

Not remember anything bad? As in he wouldnt be able to remember that day at the Pizzaplex?

How Greg had put himself on the line and fought for Tony's life? How he'd succeeded? How Tony always desperately wanted to see Greg again just to talk about it?

Words get caught in his throat, but he pushes them down and shoves his feelings aside. He just nods. "I'll do my best."

"Thanks." Vanessa says, and she sounds more relieved than Tony's ever heard anyone. She puts a hand on his shoulder, offering him a smile. "Really. Thank you, kid. I'd do anything for Gregory to never have to remember the same things I do."

Tony just nods again, finding that for the first time in his life, he has no words to say. "Yeah."

"I am sure you're dying to catch up with Gregory." Freddy smiles. "Go on, Tony Becker. We will give you both space."

Tony smiles, shooting up and shimmying past Freddys legs in-between the coffee table towards the hall. "Okay. Sure." He only lingers for another moment to say "Thanks!"

Its jet black outside when Tony passes a window, and by the time he makes it to Greg's room, the only light available is a small table lamp on the desk with paper strewn about. Greg sits on his bed, deep in thought, before snapping out of it when Tony walks in.

"Hey." Gregory smiles, and Tony grins back when he shuts the door behind him. He cant help how his eyes wander about the room, taking in every detail as he moves further into the room. His backpack is tossed on the floor beside his bed, and theres comic pages and drawings thumbtacked up across every wall. Theres a corkboard with blocky letters written on paper sheets scattered around, and his bedsheets have constellations on them.

Tony's eyes linger on the desk, where there are multiple comics covering every inch, some half-finished and some fully colored.

"You would draw comics when we were friends, too." Tony says, making his way over and peering at all of the different drawings. "I'd call them graphic novels. I'd write the story and you'd draw."

"I think I had a dream about that." Greg says. "We'd go in your room and brainstorm, right?"

"Yeah." Tony smiles. He looks at the dates scribbles in the corners of them all, and notices that most of them are recent.

"Its one of the only dreams I had." Gregory says. "It... it would make me so mad because it never went any different. And it had been the only indication you even existed for so long." He chuckles without humor. "The other dreams weren't much different, but, well, I was never really able to figure out how to trigger a new dream."

As he keeps looking, some of the older comics, like the ones on the walls and the underneath the piles of recent ones have dates from a few months ago.

It's like a tiny lightbulb goes off above his head. He turns to Gregory, asking "Do you remember when you had the first dream?"

Gregory pauses for a moment. "Yeah." He says. "It was a few months ago. The first dream I had was about us drawing comics in your room."

Tony smiles, finding the earliest date to be near October last year. Its February now. "Did you ever think the thing that triggered that memory was drawing a comic?"

Tony watches as the gears turn in Greg's head. Hes silent for a moment, before muttering, "No. I didnt."

Tony looks at the window on the wall by Greg's bed and watches as raindrops drip down the screen on the other side. Crickets are chirping faintly, and he can hear Freddy and Vanessa's voices muffled behind the door.

The days events catch up to him, and right as the first inkling of tiredness creep up on him, he says "So how about we try to make a comic together like the dream? Maybe it'll bring back some new memories."

Gregory is silent for a moment, and Tony watches as his eyes widen, and a grin gradually stretches across his face. "Okay." He says. "Yeah. Let's do it."

So it's in Greg's room, instead of Tony's, where they hunker down for the night and squish next to eachother on the same chair at the same desk and brainstorm a comic. Tony makes a point of calling it a graphic novel like he used to, because Greg would always say something about it, and unsurprisingly, this time is no different.

The only light is from Gregory's small table lamp shoved to the very corner to make room for more papers, and it's only when they have everything ready does Greg finally ask about the story.

"You said you'd write the story and I'd draw." Gregory says. His shoulder is pressed up against Tony's on the chair and his voice is loud in his ear. "So what's the story?"

Tony hums for a second, jumbled thoughts and ideas running course in his mind, then he gets an idea.

He grins slowly as it dawns on him. He glances over at Greg.

"You always liked nonfiction better, right?" Gregory says, voice up an octave like a question. "Real life stuff."

"Yeah." Tony confirms. "This is a real story."

"So tell me." Greg smiles, leaning back to get a good view of Tony. Tony himself does the same, and Greg is doing one of those lopsided smiles that shows off his missing tooth. "And I'll start drawing the panels."

Its only after theyve hunkered down does Tony really let himself revel in the fact that he found Greg, and he's here and okay. It may not be perfect, since Tony never really will be able to speak to that Gregory that saved him that day and thank him, but its content. Tony has his friend back, and he can't ask for any more.

He's long since decided on a story when he finally tells Gregory. He smiles softly, before saying,

"This story is about a kid named Gregory, who once hacked the school PA speakers and started beatboxing."

🔎🐰

Ellis: um so how long will i have to keep this up???

Ellis: would be nice to know

Tony: I dont know how long I'll be gone.

Tony: I'll buy you as many cookies as you want for this.

Ellis: we will negotiate when you come back

Ellis: for now ill uphold my end of the deal mr. becker

Tony: I'll uphold mine early.

Tony sent an image

Image ID: A boy with short dark brown hair and a green jacket angling the camera so by his head is a boy with pale skin and chocolate brown hair. The boy with dark hair is smiling and the boy with brown hair is looking suprised at the camera.

Ellis is typing...

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[sweetpastillas]

tom & elliot's role swap video is interesting to me because . what if luther and viktor Did switch some places in s4?

this would likely include [this is an au idea]:

a down-on his-luck luther, shifting through various jobs

in hindsight i just want more depth back for him

in this au, sloane is fully dead via reginald incompletely programming the universe & allison pressing the button early. let's visualize all the flashback montages we should have gotten over their 6 years, and insert in one where he finds her grave.

(this would cut to ben finding this out in a phone call, scowling with a hint of mourning, before turning away to greet more of his crypto buddies)

it says something like "sacrificed her life saving people from the fire of the hotel obsidian [or something heroic]."

he has no picture of her

it's not a timeline where he's fucked up, like the unshaven floorcrying on the moon or s1's furry rave breakdown. he's numb. happy to go to family events, not as stoic as s1, but numb every once in a while

he still picks up ben from prison. hugs him too tight – ben complains once.

he actually squeezes more often in his hugs. death is too real. klaus gets it but still panics for closeness and germs as they meet at the party

viktor, on the other hand, is as neutral as he's always been. happy without his powers, able to take deep breaths dealing with annoying regulars at the bar without rattling all the bottles on his shelves

he's happy to be part of the family – it's not like he has sissy or harlan left. so he answers his calls, sends the niblings pictures of canada wildlife, and is happy to go to every meetup. he's missed only a couple, because distance.

viktor's still the one most pissed about his powers coming back, at least. "i could put us at risk and the end the world again."

it's luther who's even more visibly awkward when allison shows up to grace's 6th. everyone can assume it's because of oblivion, but we the audience can guess it could be about the rumor SA and their complex history

we can take it to the town with keepers and evil santa – viktor and allison could have a different scene, one that acknowledges where they are now

("we've killed each other's children, we've hurt each other, but you asked me to trust you and i did." "i guess i can't ask you to be in my corner then." "show me a good reason to; i know you can" *cue proper alli redemption arc*)

but alli/luther... there's more hurt there because really the show broke their closeness and put a transparent bandaid to pretend it's still there despite s3. they used to be besties with a childhood that turned them into exes and circumstances have changed that into worse

so it's luther who tells her that "we can't be anything else, right now.. i don't think we can even be friends. i'm sorry"

allison and that brilliant thing where emmy raver lampman acts out trying not to cry

take your pick of reasoning – the SA, or he blames her in part along with reg for not programming sloane into the timeline. either because she went with it, or because she pressed the button early

in my au we settle loose ends btw. they talk it out or help each other in battle, as long as they make truce at the end.

we keep the exact scene as from the roleswap video. we also keep the deleted conversation with diego later on.

if we have to actually integrate the cia in any way (bc in this world, five works at an actual deli and spies on the keepers at night) one of them finds various files on them, and sloane too. takes the picture of her to keep it.

i say one of them because a viktor-diego arc would be cool and luther travelling with reg, actually calling the shots better would be interesting.

viktor's the one who both gets an insight into diego's vigilante fighter style, and is also there to let him figure out that change is ok. "the civilian life isnt so bad, here's an anecdote from something i actually liked about being ordinary back in the original s1 timeline."

(have i also said this au is just lila and diego missing the action in their lives but without cheating. they both work 9-5s and are tiredly trying to keep up and this is settled later)

no matter what the picture ends up in luther's hands by the end

it's what luther clutches amidst a proper final battle and ending, hoping to find sloane in the next life

[hollys-fairy-hell]

Prompt:

Dev finds out why Peri doesn’t use a human disguise

Got an outline idea for it under the cut. Didn’t mean for it to get quite as lengthy but im tired so I kept typing. Feel free to use my prompts but please tag me or send me a link cause I would love to see what you do. This should be in my bio not this post

Imagine with me now. Dev still has Peri pre final. And sees Wanda and Cosmo in human form a lot but never once Peri? Hazel has something je doesn’t and that can’t stand. Not wanting to embarrass himself in front of Hazel (i imagine this kid cares a lot about his image) he waits to confront Peri about it later.

“Peri why don’t you ever go into a human form? Or body? Or mode? Or whatever! Hazel gets to flaunt her fairies to everyone while you always hide!”

Peri in his usual fashion gets rather nervous and refuses to make eye contact with Dev. “Well Dev you see I uhh” his hands fidgeting with his wand. It’s not that he doesn’t know how or no human form picked out. “It’s just um that it’s.” Dev cuts off before he can even figure out what hes gonna say next “whats the hold up? Come on do it!” Imagine Dev doing a little stop with his foot. Peri winces and then turns to Dev with a forced smile “I don’t really think it’s-“ Only to be cut off by Dev with a loud annoyed groan “why am I even bothering with this “I wish you would turn into your human form! or whatever it is, human disguise!” At this Peri winces, gives a soft sign as he raises his wand there was a spider trying to crawl onto my face while writing this and with a poof of smoke presents him self as human.

Insert you idea of human Peri

With a little thunk of his shoes hitting the floor Peri stands there. Eyes blink a few times as he turns to look down on Dev “taadaa” he unenthusiasticly waves his arms over himself as if sarcastic. “There you go kid. My human form. Satisfied?” Dev gave him a look up and down. Peri shuffling a bit on the spot. Switching his weight. Dev began to walk around Peri as if inspecting like a new product searching him for a flaw “I don’t know what I expected. You just as lame as always but taller. He finished circling Peri, and with a final look he starts walking to the door.

Only to stop when he noticed Peri wasn’t following “well?” He turns back and looks at Peri. He sees Peri turn back into a fairy and start to float towards Dev. “No not like that! As a human!” A slight shocked look comes iver Peris face and is quickly replaced with defeat as he lifts his want to turn back into his disguise. Dev then waves his hand for Peri to follow. Peri Who is standing on the spot fidgeting with his hands a bit “listen Kid, my human disguise isnt really something I like walking around in. Or being in at all for a matter of a fact cause it’s rather pai-“ Dev once again cutting him off “it’s not even hard! Arent you supposed to be helping me? Can’t even do this one simple thing on your own?? It’s like I have to do everything by myself!” He huffs. Peri starts to respond but Dev speaks up first “I w~ish you would walk over here already!”

With a deep breath Peri uses his wand as a cane and leans on it heavily as he slowly trudges to where Dev is waiting. A slight wince in each step but he makes it there. Dev of course is unimpressed with this display “What was that? It’s just walking! It’s like the easiest thing in the world to do!” Another deep breath ‘following in your parent’s footsteps you got this.’ Peri tries to look Dev in the eye, though the sunglasses don’t help. “You know how easy it is for you use your tablet? A lot of kids or even adults struggle with technology on the level that you do everyday. But for me when it comes to walking, even though it’s easy and natural for a lot of people, it’s different. Imagine if every time you took a step your shoes are two sizes smaller. Or you have a very heave backpack on. Thats kinda what it’s like for me.” Trying his best to hopefully get Dev to understand. But the kid scoffed and crossed his arms “my shoes are always the right size and I don’t have to carry anything ever.” Thinking about it Peri had to agree “yeah I guess you are right. I don’t think I have seen you really carry much…. But thats not the point. The point that I am trying to make is walking in my human disguise, or even just as a fairy, is rather different for me. Theres no need for the details but what I described earlier is sorta how it is for me all the time. Without my cane I probably could walk at all, even with it is painful enough I don’t even wanna think about it without.” He shuddered at the thought of it. “Great now im thinking about it”

Tbh idk how to end this. I was gonna have Dev either not notice Peri wincing with each step. Have him meet up with Hazel and get scolded by wanda or cosmo (probably Hazel) about the state Peri is in. But that would require Peri to shut up and go with whatever his godkid wants. I think Peri is a bit hmmm he has some self worth to him I guess. Idk the word im tired lol.

Anyway sorry if this sucks I wrote it like three days apart and after work so im brain dead at this point.

[autisticayano]

yandere simulator taro yamada redesign

so like the others obviously the guy design for the uniforms have changed

there wasnt any concept designs like the ayano one?? but i also didnt really search deep for it anyway

i think there are various alterations for akademi uniforms because i do think that the headmaster made the rules laxer a bit and students can yk now wear makeup, alter their uniform as long as its not inappropriate and follows some send of pattern ifykwim? i might do a post on different uniforms for the students. most of them stay with og but others (e.g the sub drama club leader, the bullies, and other students i would just think would change it.)

the guy uniform normally has either a vest, sweater/blazer, and some might choose to have a similar design to the top of the girls uniform.

taro along with a couple other students chose just the vest and that how this looks ;3 on another note guys can switch out between a regular tie, or a bow tie or like customize it themselves. everyone is required to wear a tie unless is during the summer.

taro also has 2 moles on the left side of his neck

rewrite concept section vv

taro is introverted and is honestly just a loner. he doesn't talk to anyone himself, people often just talk to him first and he's polite enough to continue conversations. he does consider osana one of his only friends that we would willingly talk to (at the very start of his 3rd year) and would consider some of the rivals his friends eventually as well. he is normal compared to rest of the akademi students but thats mostly just cause he keeps to himself. the other person he would consider a friend outside of some of the rivals and osana would be toga tabara mostly because they share similar interests, are in the same class and have been assigned to group projects together over the past couple years.

he reads a lot during his breaks, in the morning, if he's free during class, however, most of the books he read are about careers that me might like since he doesnt exactly what he wants to do after graduating. (e.g. reading an mystery book to see if this would persuade him to me a detective, or reading a medical book or a book about a doctor as the protag. to see if he wants to do medicine.) because its his last year and not certain per say about what he wants to do he uses books to guide. on another note he just likes to read and appreciates the literature.

taro is also sure of himself, not necessarily overly-confident but he trusts his own word enough to know whats happening is actually happening+ . when he bumped into ayano he was like kind enough to help her up, apologize and carry on with his day. then he started noticing her everywhere. it's like when you see someone new and you start noticing them around more often. taro thought it was like until it felt more than a coincidence. usually, with most things, he minds his business but because yk this technically is his business he waited one day afterschool (specifically in week 4 where he talks with oka and is already on edge from paranormal - mind you he does not freak with the occult but once again he's nice enough to keep being friends) and he realized like other weeks ayano was following him from behind and right before he reached the corner where his house is - he spun back around and walked towards ayano. his movement was so sudden that ayano stood in place and was very shocked when taro stopped right in front of her and asked, "hey, why are you stalking me? and i know its not just a coincidence because five times too many is kind of not a coincidence."

taro isnt just a npc here like in game. he has emotions that he both audibly says outloud and it is shown on his face. he especially is very adamant on not doing what he doesnt like (eg. when kizana came up to him talking about "you, you're perfect for my romeo!" taro was very much like:

"HUH?" since he does NOT like drama/theater and he does NOT get acting

notes:

he is 5'9

he's 18

super allergic to cats,, which is why he dislikes them

he goes to bed early and wakes up late

he reads both fiction and nonfiction books

he did join the gardening club in his first year but decided to leave at the end of the year because he wanted more time to himself. he still visits the gardening club occasionally and admires the beauty of what they gros, sometimes he even helps out - just as an unofficial member

he's romantically oblivious and doesnt get it when people actually show interest in him. which is literally why he hasnt realized that osana liked him for like 2/3 years

the rivals that he considers friends (minus hanako/osana) are: amai, asu and osoro!

[syscultureis]

(tw vent? i wouldnt call this a vent, more of a rant list of our system experience i guess,,)

Plural culture is

not knowing when an alter splits. So you could just meet someone knew the second they form or it could day hours. days. weeks. even months to notice.

freaking out every single time you have a headache cause you dont know if its something system related, your splitting someone again, your just tired, or its cause you havent eaten or drunk proper water in what feels like years.

half of the system being introjects/factives/fictives , another half being jut nonhuman or object formed alters, or just. the most weirdest brain made alters youve ever met.

needing to feel like you need to know *everything*. about all of your alters. everyone of them. and feeling fake if you even miss like their favorite color or something cause its your job and your role as an info keeper in the system to keep. information. on. every. alter.

starting to get used to people switching roles and switching out hosts every few months or so due to the dont want to front anymore and deal with the family, its too tiring, or they found someone who is more fit to be host. (these people usually go dorment for us.)

not knowing if you have some type of DID or OSDD because there isnt enough information, you dont know enough on your system to know, you cant get a therapist to help you find out, or its just misinformation.

having to pull somebody else to the front because nobody else has cleaned the room as ORIGINALLY PLANNED. and now the one who keeps getting front stuck is pulled to the front again just to clean it.

sorry for the extremely long list, i didnt want to send multiple asks cause i feel bad for doing that so i just put it all into one-

Honestly this is so relatable tho

[drewmcincryre]

Okay Final Mania thoughts per match:

Gunter vs Jey It was okay! I like Jey, and Im not a fan of Gunter (sorry fndnd) so Im glad Jey has the title. I really wish he would have crashed out, I was hoping for a bit of brutality after his promo.

New Day vs War Raiders felt a little weak imo. Like it was fun but not Mania fun.... Felt like filler in a night that really didnt need filler.

Jade vs Naomi I will never be tired of heel Naomi, I live for this. Solid match, but feel like it could have been better.

Jacob Fatu vs LA Knight was good! Happy with a Fatu win even though I love LA Knight, looking forward to the storyline with that, and hes just fun to watch wrestle so looking forward to his defense matches!

Gabel v Ray Fenix i wasnt even going to dignify with a response but that wouldnt be fair to Ray Fenix who did an Amazing job. Im not opposed to the Chad Gabel pretending to be a luchador gimmick, but the execution feels in poor taste. Ive also just never liked Chad Gabel so im biased in the situation fncnc

Tiffy vs Charlotte I liked a lot and im sO glad Tiffany retained. Im not really sure where the Kayfabe ends with those two so I was kinda convinced they were for real trying to kill eachother lmao

Main Event was Definitely the best match of the night, I was hype the whole time and the ending had me speechless. That is the sort of energy I was expecting from Mania!

Night One final thoughts; a bit underwhelming. Fun matches that I enjoyed watching but only Seth Punk and Roman had the HYPE I was expecting from the Superbowl of Wrasslin.

Rhea vs Bianca vs Iyo was FANTASTIC. Hype from the Very beginning. I am a major Iyo fan so I am happy she retained but I would have been happy with any of them, and they all put on an excellent show!

Drew vs Damien was always gonna be an instant hit with me considering I love them both dearly but Drew was the reason I started watching wrestling in the first place so I was very pleased with the match. Plus his twitter post was Very funny lmao Damiens entrance was SO cool too

Finn vs Penta vs Dom vs Bronn was an absolute Joy to watch and even tho I saw the Dom betrayal arc coming it was still oh so satisfying. Veeeery exciting to see how this plays out tomorrow on Raw!

Do I need to say anything about Randy vs Joe Hendry? That was just extremely fun and you could tell they were both having a blast. Filler? Maybe. But atleast it was fun filler!

Logan Paul vs AJ Styles. No im not happy about a Logan win. But I DO love the Karrion Kross curse. I knew as soon as I saw him offer those knux to AJ that it was over. Everyone he tries to "help" loses, by his design, and as much as I hate the outcome I DO love to see that continue. Fuck logan paul tho.

Becky Lyra vs Liv Raquel was excellent!!! I love Lyra, and its always fun to see Liv in action!!!! Ill be honest i was kind of hoping for a Alexa Bliss appearance so im not as hype about Becky as I probably should be but still a great match!!! Congrats on the two belts Lyra, you deserve it!!!

ATV vs Wall. Lol

Cena vs Rhodes was, as many have pointed out, the most underwhelming show of the night. Which... Sucks. I dont mind Cena winning. I think its good for the story. It shows that Cody isnt invincible, and it gives Cena the send off he deserves. But it was extremely fast, not much really happened?? Travis Scott :/. Not even a Rock appearance??? I feel like a dog who just ran after a ball that was thrown only to find out it was a feint but now im all the way out in the field. Just disappointing, I think both Cody and Cena deserved better.

Night two final thoughts: clearly the superior of the two, most matches were exciting and kept me engaged. We had some great belt switch ups and it makes me very excited for this weeks Raw and Smackdown!!

Okay thats all Ned out lmao

[perlapulido]

Hello Mother

Sumnary: Living as a single mother can be a challenge especially with their child away and running business. Katherine wasnt going to let that stop her from getting know what going on with the children and adults fighting nonstop. She also met a man with his interesting children who seem to catch her interest.

Ch2

After about a week going around the nice town getting to know each other and the other adults including the neighborhood that she lives at. Katherine invited Father and his adopted children into her restaurant that just finished the renovations ready to open. She let the children take a look around except the kitchen where the staff are getting prepared along while her waiters and waitresses get here. "Well, what do you think Ben?" said Kathrine looking at Father. "I love it and the Jacobean flooring really puts this place together." said Father looking around looking impressed then looked at her. "Hey. You helped me get out of a tough choice between Ebony or Jacobean hardwood floor. At least i can do is having your friends have my restaurant for tonight. As long there's no fighting that will ruin my business." said Katherine. She had been confused an the constant fights between the adults and children over nothing in her opinion. "None of that will happen as long the Toiletnator doesnt know. He always ruins everything with our plans of stopping those Kids Next Door." said Father. "Im the owner and manager. I'll think of something to keep him busy." said Katherine. "You dont have to do that. We are one step ahead of him." said Father. "Really how?" said Katherine. "The usual send in a wild goose chase for us." said Father. "Father." said the five children. "Excuse me just a minute." said Father. "Take your time. im going to my office." said Katherine leaving him alone. She walk into the kitchen seeing her cooks and her head chef doing their job chatting among themselves passing by without getting in their way entering her office.

Switching the light after seeing two red lights blinking on her office phone taking a seat behind her desk turning her computer on answer the first call on speaker while checking her emails. She was been talking to other businesses hearing a knock at her door. "Come in." Said Katherine. "Ms. Moore. The host that you hired isnt here and we have a line waiting." Said Cree after opening the door. She wore a simple white button shirt with dressed pants with her hair up. "How about you take over until he gets here? If there any trouble call me or come get me. Im gonna be here." Said Katherine. "Got it." Said Cree walking away. Knock. Knock. Katherine looked up from her papers seeing Father peering his head in first walking in. "I have to take care of some business but, I'll be back tonight for that meeting." Said Father. "Then I'll be here. Looking forward into meeting everyone." Said Katherine. "By the way do you have a pet policy?" Said Father. "If theyre service animals with proof. Then im allowing it. Why?" Said Katherine. "Just checking." Said Father leaving her alone. Katherine finished her paper work within two hours and went to the front to help Cree with the tables. "Hello. Welcome to Moore Delight. Im Katherine Moore. How many?" Said Katherine once Cree left to serve tables. "Four please." Said the woman with her sons that Katherine saw before and an elder woman. "Right this way." Said Katherine leading them to a table. "Is that kids room?" Said the woman. "Yeah just for the youngest. I have set the tv up for a childrens show called Bluey. Very entertaining and educational for all ages. But i not allowing any toys because it cause trouble if you know what i mean." Said Katherine. "Oh i understand completely." Said the woman. "Have a seat and take a look at the menu. Let me or my available staff will be with you." Said Katherine. She walked off to bring in more customers seeing a man with a cigar hanging from his mouth.

"Sir? I hope you plan on smoking that somewhere else." Said Katherine looking at him. "Sorry. Force of habit." Said the man. He then heard a thud with a blonde coming in panting wearing his uniform but was in a mess holding his skateboard and helmet. "Im so sorry. Ms. Moore. I had a 'run in' that i lost track of time." Said the teen. "Just fix yourself up and better have a explanation once everything is slow, Chad. Keep your board in your locker." Said Katherine. "Got it." Said Chad running to the break room. The hours have past with everyone getting served enjoying the meal with no issues. Katherine was in her office answering some phone calls eyeing Chad coming in. She gestured him to sit down with her eyes watching take a seat going back to the orders she making before ending her call. "Now care to explain." Said Katherine. "Its kinda hard to explain. I swear i won't be late next time." Said Chad. "Chad. Details please." Said Katherine. "The KND. Kids next door. Kids of all ages below thirteen go out on missions at anytime anywhere and stuff ruining anything teen or adult related things that you cant understand, but that huge treehouse is one of their hideouts. Am i still in trouble?" Said Chad. "Your punishment is cleaning up before closing with me. Go on." Said Katherine. She then placed her papers away in her drawers in order heading out to help out on anything thats necessary. Once the family left the people who reserved the island table arrived. Some looked normal even ones she met earlier while others were in costumes which Katherine believed and saw Father walking in. The night shift staff handed the menus and wrote down their orders. "Has everyone got their orders done?" Said Katherine looking at everyone. "We have. Lets get in with before you know who gets here." Said the man. "Yeah Mr. Boss is right. Thank you Katherine. I got this meeting." Said Father. "Alright but i will be checking in if you need any help with your problem." Said Katherine.

She walked away for a moment when a man with a giant roll of toilet paper on his head wrists and ankles and white bodysuit knocked came in. "Oh come on. Toiletnator, how did you know we be here?" Said Mr. Boss. "I figured you guys would be at the Moori Delight after my flight to Australia was canceled and called up the hotel. They never had any meeting there." Said Toiletnator having a seat next to a woman with feline features. "Dont worry. I got him." Said Katherine. She walked over with a smile walking to Toiletnator who was looking at the food being brought in. "Hello. Would you like to try our new beverage?" Said Katherine gesturing Father to continue with the meeting. "What kind is it? Cause im not a adult drinker. Do know what that does to your system." Said Toiletnator. "Its not alcoholic. Its all natural. I'll bring you on the house since you're too adorable. Be out coming a few minutes." Said Katherine. "Oh thanks." Said Toiletnator blushing a little. "You're welcome." Said Katherine walking away. She saw Father glaring at Toiletnator for a moment before focusing on the topic of their meeting. "Chad. Chop a cabbage in half and put that half in boiling water and add in a small piece of ginger." Said Katherine walking into the kitchen. "Got it." Said Chad. "Alright. Im going home. See you in the morning." Said one of her chiefs walking to the back. "Bye. Cami." Said Katherine as Chad did what she told him. After a few minutes of the meeting going with the villains getting irritated by the Toiletnator throwing out suggestions. Katherine poured the drink in a nice cup with honey comb dropped in stirring it and walked out placing the drink in front of Toiletnator. "Smells good." Said Toiletnator before blowing out the steam drinking it.  He hummed in satisfaction before letting out a yawn not seeing Katherine smirking and checked the time on her watch. Thud. Everyone looked at a now sleeping Toiletnator and glanced at Katherine. "Its juat cabbage juice, ginger root, and honey comb. Natural sleeping tea for all ages. Nothing will ever wake them up except if they are in pain." Said Katherine. "So this stuff works on kids?" Said Mr. Boss. "Oh yeah. I gave this to my son when he was a kid until he learned make it after he went to the military." Said Katherine as everyone applauded and thanked her. She waved it off going to the kitchen to help clean when three hours later Father walked in. "That was the best meeting and everyone enjoyed the service including what you did to Toiletnator." Said Father. "Glad you all had a great night." Said Katherine. "Wanna go out to dinner sometime?" Said Father. "Thats be nice, Ben. When will that be?" Said Katherine. "I'll give you a call. I am a busy man." Said Father walking away. Chad and Katherine cleaned up just in time to close everything up even come as far as the two villains came back to drag Toiletnator out to who knows where.