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So you're telling me that if Elphaba hadn't been able to turn Fiyero into a scarecrow, Dorothy would have found a beaten and nearly dead man tied to a post.

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Warning, this is a pretty dark one towards the end. A lil spooky if you will

Chapter 5- Something’s in Faron Woods

Zelda was exhausted. With the new problem of disappearances, her workload doubled. She was getting several letters from people claiming that they knew who was causing these disappearances, or people who claimed that they got caught and escaped. She was then dealing with the economy of Hyrule, then their relationship with Labrynna, then schoolwork for her daughter, and then trying to provide for the army. She’d barely gotten any sleep, but she supposed it would be fine. She’s had sleepless nights before, this would be no different.

She was eternally grateful for the resistance’s help, since she couldn’t do much on her own with the disappearances. She sent Ashei and Shad to help Hoz on his investigation, she requested Auru to ask around since he couldn’t do much in his old age, and she sent Rusl and Link to investigate Kakariko, knowing that Link’s wolf abilities would be useful. And she requested this all under her alter ego: Sheik.

She remembers when she first disguised herself as Sheik and went to help the resistance. They were dealing with straggling Bulblins who rebelled against their king. Sheik showed up to assist, and the resistance were rightfully distrusting towards her. It was difficult since Sheik wasn’t exactly a bubbly and kind person, but after a few years with her giving them correct information on situations, they started to trust her more, and she was grateful for that. It was nice doing more for Hyrule that she wouldn’t be able to do as queen, but it had made her twice as busy, and she almost had no time to do anything. Even spending time with her own daughter was severely limited, and even though she wished she could do more with her, she just didn’t have time. And she wasn’t willing to give some of her workload to Edmund.

They’d known each other since they were kids. her father was attempting to have an alliance with Labrynna and they saw each other often. They had a good enough relationship then, Edmund was very polite and kind, and even when they reunited he still was, but she couldn’t bring herself to trust him. He was never outwardly terrible, but she knew that if she gave him even an ounce of power, he would take it all and control Hyrule. She’d seen it with her father, she’d seen it with Zant, and she’d seen it with Ganondorf. All kings taking power from queens, why would Edmund be any different?

Despite her refusal to let him help her, she was exhausted, and sometimes she wished she could get help, but until she found more people she could trust, she would have to make do. Of course, it wasn’t easy to hide how she was feeling from everyone, and when she nearly fell asleep during a boring meeting, they all grew concerned for her well-being.

“My queen?” The representative for the Zora spoke up when she nearly fell over on the table, and she rubbed her face, sitting up straight.

“I’m alright,” she said quickly, and she glanced over at Edmund who stared at her with his brows pinched together.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m fine, just a little tired is all, we all get like that,” she waved their concerns away and looked down at the papers in front of her. She honestly didn’t remember what was being discussed, but she quickly skimmed over the details and caught up as much as she could. As soon as the meeting was over, she got up and left, with Edmund trailing behind her.

“Zelda?” He called out for her, and she groaned, turning around to look at him.

“Yes?”

Edmund let out a huff and put his hands on his hips. “What have you been doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. You look awful. You’re rarely eating, I hardly ever see you, and you’re never in bed when you’re supposed to be.”

“Maybe I don’t want to sleep with you,” she said coldly, but instantly regretted it. That was an inappropriate thing to say, and a hurt expression flickered across Edmund’s face. He looked away and ran a hand through his hair, frustration apparent in his face.

“Goddesses, Zelda. I— I didn’t want this arranged marriage either, but I’m trying to make it work for our kingdom’s sakes! It’s been ten years, why can’t you do the same?”

Zelda faced him fully and looked down, biting her lip. “I… I apologize for that comment, Edmund. It was rude of me.”

Edmund’s glare softened slightly. “So, what’s going on? Is it the disappearances?”

Zelda pursed her lips. “It’s fine Edmund–”

“No, it’s not fine. You’re clearly overworking yourself.”

Zelda turned away and let out a frustrated sigh, spotting the nobles and representatives getting closer to them. She grabbed Edmund’s arm and led him away to somewhere more private.

“It’s fine Edmund,” she reassured when they were tucked away in a corner, “these disappearances have been a lot of work to deal with, but it will pass. Besides, I have help from friends and Hoz to get to the bottom of this.”

Edmund stared at her for a moment, his brow pinched together. “Ok, so you have help,” he finally said after a moment of contemplation, “why don’t you let me handle the next meeting so you can… I don’t know… get some rest.”

Zelda’s heart spiked and she shook her head. “No, I do not need help.”

“Oh, so you’ll get help from Hoz and friends that I’ve never heard of before, but not from me, your husband?” Edmund’s voice raised a little, and Zelda sucked in a breath.

“It’s not your responsibility—“

“Yes it is! We’re supposed to have a partnership! We’re supposed to work together to keep our kingdom allies! That is why we got married! Why can’t you trust me?”

“Maybe it’s because you have no respect for my kingdom! Maybe it’s because you berate and criticize my people and my army! Why would I let someone who hates my kingdom try to rule it?” Zelda snapped. Edmund stared at her, surprised at her angry tone. She always spoke in a controlled tone, never letting her anger get the best of her since it was improper. Zelda took a deep breath and quickly composed herself, not wanting to escalate the conversation anymore. “Edmund, can we discuss this later? I have a meeting to attend to.”

“That’s what you say everytime I try to talk to you about it,” Edmund scoffed.

“Well I don’t have time.”

Edmund was about to say something, but he glanced up behind Zelda and his glare softened.

“Amber!” He greeted, and Zelda turned around to see her daughter walking towards them.

“Hello, mother and father,” she said when she walked up to them, her hands clasped in front of her. “I finished my studies and I wanted to catch you when the meeting ended!”

Edmund gave Zelda a look and he relaxed his posture. “Well, you caught us in time, my dear.”

Amber grinned at Edmund and gave a small curtsy to Zelda. Zelda nodded her head and forced a smile. The two stared at each other awkwardly, and Zelda looked down.

“I’m glad to see you, Amber,” she finally said, and forced another smile. “I take it your studies are going well?”

“Yes, mother.”

“Right…”

Zelda looked away and Edmund sighed.

“Why don’t you tell your mother what you’ve been studying, Amber?” He encouraged, and Amber’s eyes lit up. Zelda cringed internally, wanting so badly to stay and listen to her daughter, but she simply had no time…

“Well, I’ve been studying the founding of Hyrule, and I find it quite fascinating! I read that Hylians descended from the sky and made land here, creating alliances with the many species already living here. I just can’t imagine living in the sky! I heard that they flew on birds! Big birds that they would ride on and–”

“Amber,” Zelda cut in, forcing another smile, “I think it’s wonderful that you’re interested in history. I have a meeting I must attend, but you continue on with your studies.”

Amber’s expression fell which made Zelda’s heart twist in pain, and she looked down. “Of course, mother, sorry to keep you.”

Zelda couldn’t force another smile, and she simply walked away, trying to ignore the guilt creeping up on her. Goddesses she wanted to stay, she wanted to stay and to talk with her daughter. She wanted to ignore the meetings and to actually rest her eyes. But she couldn’t, there was too much to do, and she didn’t have the time.

Zelda couldn’t help but glance at the two when she turned the corner. Amber was still facing away, but Edmund was staring at her, and where she expected anger, there was nothing but sadness in his eyes.

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Link watched the field around him carefully, sticking closer to Rusl this time around. Kori was no longer riding with him, and was inside the cart playing with his new toy, meanwhile Colin sat behind him on Epona. Talo was riding his own horse on the other side of the cart, grateful to no longer be alone on the trip back home. Link was also glad that they were with Talo as well, learning more about the strange disappearances have gotten him nervous. Rusl tried to make sense of it all, explaining how the scent probably got messed up, but Link supposed he couldn’t truly understand how bizarre the whole thing was. The scent wasn’t replaced, nor was it lost, it just vanished. The fact that he didn’t know why this was happening, or where to continue looking, chilled him to the bone, and he was anxious to get back to Ordon and out of the open field. Colin picked up on his nervous energy, and he rested his hand on his shoulder.

“Are you alright, Link?” His younger brother asked, and Link shrugged.

“I dunno, I just don’t like the open field,” he answered simply.

“I heard you and pa were investigating some disappearances, anything going on with that?”

Link sighed. “I don’t know, I tried to follow the missing people’s scent and I found nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Absolutely nothing. The scent just ends. Pa thinks that the scent was replaced or lost but… I honestly don’t think that’s the case,” he ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a breath.

“What do you think the case is?”

“I’m not sure, the only explanation is that the people got taken to… a different world or something,” Link felt the heat creep up to his cheeks as he said it outloud. The idea of different worlds wasn’t far-fetched to him, the temple of time literally took him through time to when the temple stood tall and proud, and the twilight realm was a world he could never forget. But to get to these places were nearly impossible, especially the twilight realm, so the idea that these people somehow getting taken to anywhere like that was ridiculous to him. Colin only hummed.

“You sure they’re not dead?”

“I’m sure Colin, I would’ve smelled it. Once we get home I’m gonna try to look further into it.” By the goddesses he was not going to let something like this continue. He was the hero for Din’s sake, he still had a responsibility to Hyrule. Link glanced over at the carriage to see Kori and Rela poking their heads out from the carriage, smiling at the nature in front of them. A protective feeling surrounded him as he watched them. He was going to make sure that his family, especially Kori, were never going to experience a dangerous Hyrule ever again.

They reached Ordon when the sun began to set, and everyone let out a sigh of relief as they got off their steeds or out of the cart.

“By the goddesses, it’s nice not being attacked every five seconds in the field,” Talo commented, stretching his arms after he got off his horse. Beth and Colin cheered in response as Link led Epona to his home, patting her neck and giving her a treat. Kori ran up to him and patted Epona’s snout.

“Thanks for getting us here, girl!” He said, and Epona lowered her head to nuzzle his chest, which Kori giggled at. Link smiled at the two and left them alone together as he went to help Rusl with unloading the cart. The kids stayed back talking and playing with the horses while Link and Rusl went to their home. When they opened the door, Uli set down her sewing project from the couch and met them at the door in seconds.

“You’re home!” She cheered, and gave Rusl and Link a hug. Rusl chuckled and pecked her on the lips.

“Hello, darlin’,” he said when he pulled away, and the two smiled at each other for a moment.

“How was it? How’s Renado?” She asked as they pulled away to put their stuff down.

“It was fine,” Link answered, plopping down on the couch. “Renado seems pretty overwhelmed, but otherwise it was ok.”

“What did Kori get?”

“A stuffed cat he named Jasper,” Link answered, stretching his arms above his head. Uli tilted her head and crossed her arms.

“A stuffed cat? If I had known that he wanted a stuffed cat, I would’ve made him one!”

“Yeah, kids are weird like that,” Link said with a chuckle, rubbing his eyes. “The moment they see somethin’ they want at the store, they ask for it even though you can make it at home.”

“It’s more special from a shop!” Rusl chimed in, leaning near the fireplace. Uli raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“Are you saying that if I made it, it wouldn’t be special?”

Rusl’s eyes went big and he turned away. “Of course not… that’s… you know what I meant!”

Uli gave a quick laugh. “I know what you meant darlin’, I’m just messing with you.” Rusl glared at her and she simply giggled teasingly at him. She turned to Link and her teasing manner dropped slightly. “Well, I heard you two were investigating some…. Disappearances,” she started, “were you able to find anything?”

Link looked at Rusl and shrugged. “Not really.”

“We didn’t find anything useful at least,” Rusl added quietly. Uli frowned.

“Are you going to continue investigating?”

“Well, I kinda have to. Kori wants everyone to return home safely for his birthday,” Link said with a small smile on his lips. Uli grinned and ruffled his hair.

“He’s a sweet boy. He reminds me of a certain someone.”

Link looked down bashfully and rolled his eyes as Uli began to dote on him. Kori was a sweet boy. So gentle and kind, despite being a little mischievous at times. He couldn’t take all the credit for it of course, or really any of it. Midna raised him by herself for his first two years of life, and even though she's not with them all the time, she’s impacted his life in more ways than one. Goddesses he missed her. He wanted to tell her everything about Kakariko, he wanted her advice, her comments, her support. He just wanted her here…

Uli clasped her hands together and sighed after a moment of silence. “Well, where are the kids?”

“Dealin’ with the horses. I think they’re a little stir crazy.”

Uli smiled and gestured at the fireplace. “I have some soup cooking if you wanna drag our little ones over here?”

The smell of the soup cooking above the fireplace hit his nostrils, and he wiped some drool that suddenly appeared on his chin. Uli let out a hearty laugh and ruffled his hair.

“I’ll go get them ma,” Link chuckled, slightly embarrassed, and jogged out the door to find Colin, Rela, and Kori.

The three were excited for the hot dinner when Link told them, and they quickly put their things away as the sun set behind the horizon. Kori wasted no time showing Jasper the cat to Uli, explaining the complex backstory he gave to the plush, and how it connected to Billy the goat’s backstory. Uli listened intently, and Link let out a laugh. He always talked her ear off, but she always listened. Link wondered if he was the same way when he was younger.

“So, I take it Midna didn’t go with you?” Uli asked when Kori finished his story. Link shook his head.

“No, she had other stuff she needed to do back home.”

“What does she do anyways?” Colin asked, his spoon full of soup inches away from his mouth. Link shrugged.

“Stuff.”

“You always say that,” he said, sipping the soup from the spoon. Link shrugged again.

“Y’all weren’t supposed to know about her existence anyways. If she wants to tell you what she does, then she will. It’s not my business to tell you.”

“Fair ‘nough.”

“Well,” Uli started, standing up, “I already ate, but I can dish up some food for the rest of you.”

“Nah, I got two strong arms, I can do it myself,” Rusl said with a smile, grabbing a bowl and hunching over the pot.

“Nonsense! You’ve been traveling all day,” Uli began to argue, and the couple began to fight over the soup. Colin and Link exchanged a look and smirked as Kori and Rela jogged over to the fireplace, trying to break up the battle for service between the two lovers. When Uli finally admitted defeat, Link got up to the pot to serve himself and Kori, smiling at his ma who returned to her sewing project. But as he began to walk across the room, he stopped, his ears twitching. There was a sound, it was distant, and out in the woods, but as it got closer, the sound became more apparent.

Screaming.

Soon it got loud enough for Uli to hear it too, and they both looked at each other in fear. Kori stared at the two, hearing it as well.

“What is that?” He asked, and the whole family grew quiet, hearing the sudden screaming. Rusl got up, grabbing his sword and gestured for Link to follow him.

“Stay here,” Rusl said to Colin and Uli, who were about to follow him. Uli walked towards the kids while Colin reluctantly stayed by the doorway, and the two swordsmen marched out of the house. As they got closer, Link was able to spot three figures huddled together. He recognized mayor Bo’s large frame next to Jaggle, who was consoling a hysterical Coro. Bo looked up as the two men got closer, and he let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank the spirits,” he said, stepping away. “I was just about to come and get you two.”

“What’s happenin’ here?” Rusl asked, staring at Coro who looked to be a mess. “Why were you screaming?”

Coro raised his head and stared at the two. “S-something’s out in the woods!” His voice shook as he said it, and he was shaking in fear.

Link frowned, feeling dread and fear creep up on him. “What was it?”

“I– I don’t know! I don’t know!”

Rusl rested a hand on Coro’s shoulder and kneeled down. “Take some deep breaths for me, ok? Think about what you saw and try to explain it to us.”

Coro swallowed and took a deep breath. “Ok, you are all gonna think that I’m insane, but I promise I’m not! I know these woods, I’ve seen all sorts of plants and animals! But I was putting my things away f-for the night, and I heard somethin’ behind me and… I saw a black creature staring at me!” Coro wailed and buried his face in his hands, and Rusl gave Link a look. “It tried to kill me! I swear!”

“Did you have a light to see this… black creature?” Jaggle asked skeptically, and Coro gave him a glare.

“I didn’t hallucinate it if that’s what you’re implying! Trill saw it too!”

As if on cue, Coro’s bird, Trill poked out from his hair, staring at the men. Link expected him to begin chatting, but he was uncharacteristically silent as the men observed the bird.

“Can you… Uh… describe the creature again?” Jaggle asked, and Coro let out a frustrated huff.

“I know it sounds ridiculous, but it was a big, black creature with long arms! It almost swiped at me but I didn’t wait around! I thought something was off about the forest, Trill came to me a few days before talking about a bear, so I-I thought that he just got spooked! There hasn’t been a bear in these parts in ages so I assumed he saw a wolf! There’s been wolves around here right? But this wasn’t a bear, I don’t know what it was but it was no bear!”

Rusl, Jaggle, and Link all glanced at each other as Coro continued to ramble, and Rusl scratched the back of his head. “Sounds like you had a scare, Coro. But let’s think about this, it could’ve been a tree or something. They look scary at night, right?”

“Trees don’t try to swipe at you!” Coro yelled.

Jaggle glanced at Rusl and sighed. “You can stay with us if it makes you feel safe, we’ll be sure that the gate is locked extra tight, but–”

“No! You need to find that thing, now!” Coro grabbed Rusl and shook him slightly. “A gate won’t stop it if it found us! It’s too big! Don’t you remember what happened ten years ago? When a green monster burst through the gates and stole all the kids?”

Rusl’s expression grew dark, and Jaggle pulled Coro away.

“Now you need to calm down!” He yelled. “It’s gettin’ late, and it’s too dangerous to go out at night, we’ll hunt down whatever it was you saw tomorrow—“

“Jaggle,” Mayor Bo interrupted him, staring at the entrance, “perhaps we should find whatever Coro saw.”

“What? Bo are you crazy?”

“I don’t want anything attacking us at night when we’re most vulnerable,” Bo explained, his hands raised defensively. “We at least need to be prepared for something!”

Jaggle opened his mouth to say something but Rusl stepped up. “He’s right, it’s not dark yet, me and Link will check it out, the rest of you will make sure nothing happens to Ordon.” Link looked at his father in shock, but he avoided his gaze. “We’ll find whatever scared you, I don’t want anything to attack us at night either.”

Coro looked relieved and nodded. “Thanks, sorry to bother you folks–”

“It’s fine,” Rusl waved his apology away, “me and Link will investigate, Colin, Talon, and Beth will look after the village in the meantime, if it ain’t a bother.”

Jaggle let out a loud sigh and shrugged. “Don’t think Talo would be bothered at all.”

“Good. There’s still some sun left, once it gets too dark, me and Link will return, ok?”

Jaggle seemed more comfortable with that and nodded. Rusl nodded back and turned to head back to the house, with Link reluctantly following.

“Are you sure this is a good idea, pa?” Link asked softly as Bo led Coro to his home. “We don’t have a lot of time before it gets too dark.”

“We’ll be fine, Link. I take it it’s nothin’ serious,” Rusl said, but he didn’t seem too confident in his own words. “Besides, if something is out there, I don’t want– I don’t want another attack on Ordon.” Rusl’s voice grew quiet, but he didn’t turn to look at Link.

Link pursed his lips, but said nothing. When the two reached the house, Rusl quickly explained the situation to Uli and Colin. Uli protested against it while Colin grabbed a sword, determined to protect the village. With enough reassurance that they were going to be ok, the two bid their farewells, collected their swords and torches, and headed into the woods.

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The forest was quiet save for the rustling of the leaves as they blew through the wind. The moon was full, which thankfully gave him and Rusl more light to work with. The sky was a deep purple, making the forest much darker than what Link would like. Sure there was some sunlight, but it wasn’t enough to investigate. It was uncomfortably silent between Link and Rusl, both listening intently to whatever could be out here. Link’s eyes were darting back and forth, his heart beating against his chest as they got closer to Coro’s house. He’s never liked the dark, but after the twilight invasion, he’s grown to hate it. Anything could be hiding in the shadows, watching him and his father as they walked by. It made his hair stand on its ends. Rusl seemed to be more relaxed than him though, a determined look on his face as he observed the trees illuminated by his torch and moon. When they reached Coro’s house, Link lowered his breathing to hear whatever it was Coro saw. His sword was raised in front of him while Rusl looked around the house. The silence was deafening, and the night air sent a chill up Link’s spine. He studied the ground around the house for a moment before looking at Rusl, who put a hand on his hip and sighed.

“Do you see anything?” He asked, and Link shook his head.

“I haven’t seen anything unusual, but something isn’t right.”

“What makes you say that?”

“I—I don’t know, something in the air isn’t right.” Link pursed his lips as he watched the trees around them. There was a good chance that he was just spooked, but the feeling of dread wouldn’t leave him. Rusl clicked his tongue as his head turned behind him.

“What do you think Coro saw?”

Link shrugged. If it was anyone else he wouldn’t be so worried, but it was Coro that got scared. He wasn’t scared of anything. Even when he saw Link as a wolf he seemed calm, even when monsters were right outside his home he didn’t care much. The only time Link has seen Coro frightened was during the twilight invasion, when shadow insects were crawling all over his home. A sinking feeling rested within his stomach as he thought about the missing people, but he shook his head. There was no way that there was another twilight invasion. The only Twili that were left in the world was Midna, and how she was able to be in this world was a mystery to him. No, it had to be an animal or a tree or something. Coro wasn’t afraid of anything, but everyone gets spooked every now and then.

“He probably saw a bear,” Rusl said softly, his brows pinched together.

“If it was a bear, then we should head back and hunt it tomorrow. It’s too dangerous to be out here at night.” Bears were rare in Ordon, but they showed up occasionally, and Link had heard too many horror stories from Rusl about them that he knew that they were a serious threat. But regardless, the idea of Coro seeing a bear scared Link less than any alternative. Rusl pursed his lips and stared at the ground.

“I’m not seeing any footprints though,” he muttered, kneeling on the ground and tracing his hand across the ground.

Link looked over his shoulder, the sudden feeling of dread overwhelming him as he stared at the darkness. Something was out in Faron woods, something dark and evil.

“Pa, we should go,” he said, trying to keep his voice from quivering. “We can lock the gates and look for it tomorrow, but we’re at a disadvantage here.”

“I know, Link. But it’s not too dark yet.”

“It’s dark enough for this to be dangerous!”

Rusl stared at the ground blankly for a moment, before looking up at Link. “You think he saw something out in these woods?” Rusl asked, and Link tilted his head.

“You don’t believe him?”

“I-I’m not sure. I’m not seein’ any footprints or anything around here. Nothing was by his house, I think he saw the shadow of a tree or something, but… I don’t want to take any chances.”

Link frowned as Rusl went back to staring at the ground. He didn’t want to risk a potentially dangerous monster attacking Ordon either, but Link knew that they wouldn’t last against a black creature at night. He looked behind him at the entrance to Ordon, shifting his feet nervously as he felt eyes on him from all sides. Rusl picked up on his nervous energy, and he stood up, eyeing the house.

“I’m just gonna look around some more, then we’ll head back, ok?”

Link nodded and watched as his father marched to Coro’s home. He lingered near the trees, watching them intently as if something would grab him. It was silent for too long, and he occasionally glanced over his shoulder to check on his pa, who was barely visible from the torch he was carrying. It was getting too dark, his patience was wearing thin, and his anxiety gnawed at his insides. He couldn’t wait out here any longer, they needed to head back now.

A snap of a twig caused Link to jump ten feet in the air, and he had his sword drawn out defensively in front of him as he glared at the darkness in front of him. His heart beat furiously against his chest as he strained his eyes to see what was lurking in the dark.

Was it a monster? A bulblin? A lost traveler? Several possibilities ran through his head as he searched the woods in front of him, fear nearly paralyzing him so much he couldn’t even speak. Another sound was heard, along with rustling, and something dark emerged into the light Link’s lantern emitted. Link jumped, yelling out as soon as he saw it, and when it was fully in the light, Link saw that the creature that spooked him so badly was a fuzzy rabbit, staring at him as its nose twitched. Link stared in shock, his breathing quick and his heart beating a mile a minute.

“Link?” Rusl called out worriedly, and Link heard his pa jogging towards him.

“I—it’s— a r—“ Link let out a sigh of relief as the rabbit hopped away, and he started giggling. Loud.

“Uh, Link?” Rusl sounded much more concerned as Link doubled over laughing.

“I—it’s a rabbit— a rabbit,” Link wheezed out between giggles, and Rusl raised an eyebrow.

“Ok…?” Rusl gave him one more look before returning to the house, his head shaking in confusion. Link let out a breath and stared at the ground lit up by his lantern, feeling slightly more relaxed. He picked up his lantern and stood up, but as he got on his feet, the light moved further into the darkness, and that was when he saw it.

A black hand, clearly human shaped, standing out in the lit up grass. It quickly disappeared into the darkness, but Link was able to see it. He felt his blood run cold as he shot up, his sword shaking in his trembling hands, the relief gone in an instant. Did he imagine that?

The feeling of dread began to overwhelm him, and he spun around to his father.

“Pa—“ he was interrupted by a familiar shriek. A shriek that paralyzed him to the bone. His body trembled as his heart beat so hard against his chest it felt as though it would burst. His senses were clouded, he couldn’t see, he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t feel. All he knew was fear. Until the strong paralysis went away.

Link gasped as he was able to move again. His head felt light, his heart continued to race, but he felt conscious again. He looked around, shocked that he himself was left untouched. His lantern was left on the ground, standing upright, still emitting light enough for Link to see. The sky was black now, the moon emitting barely enough light for Link to see beyond the lantern. He shakily picked it up and looked around him, his heart sinking into his stomach as realization hit him.

Rusl.

The other light that came from Rusl’s torch was put out, and Link’s father was nowhere to be seen.

“P-pa?” Link called out weakly, tears pricking at his eyes when he was met with silence. He ran to Coro’s house and searched the ground, but there was no sign of Rusl, all except his torch which was laying on the ground. Link wasted no time turning into a wolf and sniffing the torch, but he was only met with the eye watering scent of smoke and fire. Goddesses, how could he find him?

Link noticed some scuff marks on the ground, and he saw the footprints. They weren’t human, there were no toes and they were much too small, but he knew that whatever they belonged to, it was what took Rusl. Link took off running, using his wolf senses to see in the dark. The footprints went into the dark caves, and Link plowed through, luckily remembering where to go from traveling through them hundreds of times. He ignored the rats and keese that tried to hurt him, and he emerged from the other side. At the end of the cave, Link spotted something glimmering in the moonlight. Rusl’s sword. Thank the spirits.

With no smoke to cloud his senses, Link was able to pick up on Rusl’s sent. It led deeper into Faron woods, through the thick trees that used to hold poisonous gas. Link sprinted through, the feeling of deja vu of hunting down the missing tailor and Goron making him more and more anxious.

Please don’t be too late.

Link was so focused on running that he barely noticed that he actually passed the scent, and he skidded to a stop, spinning to where the scent stopped. The scent didn’t seem to end abruptly the same way the tailor and goron’s did thankfully, but the feeling of dread kept any feeling of relief shining through. The creature was here, and it was watching him.

Link growled at the darkness in front of him, and he heard something shuffling. A dark mass silhouetted by the moon revealed itself, growing more and more until it stood up straight, and Link felt his heart drop.

It was a shadow beast, but it was different. Its skin was black as the night, blending into the dark trees around it, all except the red Twili mark on its chest. Black tendrils jutted out of its body, mostly from its head. Two arms were laid awkwardly on its back, instead of a mask there was a mouth that snarled at him with yellow teeth, and it was huge. Bigger than any shadow beast Link had seen. How…?

The creature snarled and rested on its two front arms, the arms on its back hanging menacingly. Link’s growl got more low, his fear replaced by fury. This thing did something to Rusl, and he was going to make it pay.

A hand suddenly swiped at his side, and Link was barely able to move before it hit him. He barked and jumped at the beast, biting into its shoulder as hard as he could. The beast shrieked and threw Link off of it, slamming him into a tree. Link sucked in a breath, scrambling to his feet as his back ached from the impact. He shook his head and snarled at the beast. It snarled back. He moved back and forth, trying to figure out where to begin on fighting this thing. If it was similar to a shadow beast, then fighting it shouldn’t be too difficult.

Link charged at it again, sinking his teeth into the shoulder of the beast. It let out a cry, but Link continued biting, ripping it apart with his claws and fangs. Eventually he was thrown off again, but before the beast had time to recover, Link jumped at it again, this time aiming for the stomach. Link went much deeper into the soft flesh of the torso, and he was able to rip a good chunk of it out. The creature shrieked in pain as it slammed its fist down onto Link, but he dodged just in time. The beast hunched over, holding its stomach in pain as black goo fell out. Though this creature was much bigger and stronger than a shadow beast, it was simply too easy to fight.

Link went to charge again but the beast made a strange noise that stopped him in his tracks. It stayed on all fours, hunched over, gagging. Link could only watch as it gagged, his confusion holding him in place. He only came back to reality when the beast began to vomit, and soon he saw a hand flailing around from its mouth. Rusl!

Link quickly turned back into a Hylian, reaching out for the hand. He felt relief when Rusl’s hand quickly gripped to his own, meaning that Rusl was still alive and conscious, and Link pulled with all his might. The beast remained still as Rusl was slowly pulled out, and Link’s father let out a gasp as his face emerged from the mouth.

“Pa!” Link yelled out, and Rusl struggled to pull his other arm free from the throat of the beast. His face was covered in the black goo that poured out of its stomach, covering his eyes and hair. As Link pulled him out more, he noticed the teeth of the beast ripping up his clothes, but he didn’t stop pulling.

Rusl’s other arm was pulled free, and it flailed towards Link’s arm, and he weakly hung on as he was pulled out the rest of the way. But just as he was free, the beast suddenly bit down on Rusl’s leg, and Link gasped as Rusl’s grip went limp and he was pulled away from him.

“PA!” Link screamed as he was dragged away, and the beast snarled at him, leering over Rusl as if he was its prize. It scooped up his pa in one of the hands on its back and it took off running, deeper into the woods. Link cursed under his breath and turned into a wolf again, ignoring the pain that shot through as he transformed. He took off running, following the beast through a gate to where Coro’s bird’s shop was. Link pumped his canine legs, and was able to catch up to the beast and Rusl. When he was close enough, he bit down on its leg, attempting to drag it to the ground. The creature shrieked and spun around, ripping its leg from Link’s mouth. The beast snarled at him as Rusl hung limply in its hand, blood and black goo dripping down his feet and hair. Link barked at him, but he didn’t move. The beast backed away from Link as he tried to wake his pa up, its back arching like an agitated cat as it growled at him.

Link made sure he was merciless this time around. He attacked relentlessly, aiming for the arms resting on its back, trying to get it to drop Rusl, but its grip was tight around his father, so it never let him go no matter how hard Link bit into its arms. The beast smacked Link a few times as he attacked the arms, but he fought through the pain, fiercely biting and scratching the beast. Link had severely underestimated this creature, with it not giving out anytime soon. Shadow beasts normally would die after having their throats ripped out or being clawed to death, but it seemed that this thing was invincible. He didn’t know why, but it was stronger than any Twili creature he’s ever fought.

Link was smacked against a tree again, and he staggered slightly as he got on his feet. He was growing exhausted, he felt like he was doing the same thing over and over again to no avail. Though he’d just ripped part of its stomach out, it didn’t seem to be bothered by it. What was this thing?

The creature snarled at him again, having a more confident pose as it faced Link, and all he could do was growl at the thing. He didn’t care what happened to him, he just needed to make sure Rusl was safe. The beast charged at him, and Link braced himself, but it suddenly stopped, shrinking back into the shadows, making strange noises that sounded like pain. It looked up at the sky and to Link’s surprise, it dropped Rusl and sprinted away, leaving Link alone with his father. He quickly turned back into a Hylian, staggering at the sharp pain in his back, but he stood up, pulling out his sword. He ran to Rusl, standing over his father protectively in case it returned, but it did not.

Why did the thing run away? It was winning, it wouldn’t have dropped Rusl like that. The sun rising in the sky answered Link’s question, and soon the forest was lit up. Relief swept over him as he was able to see, and he knew he was safe. For now at least. It seemed that the—Twili beast— hated the light.

Link relaxed and put his sword away, exhaustion beginning to overwhelm him, but he couldn’t rest, not yet. He looked at his father who was still unconscious, and he turned him over. His entire body was covered in black goo, and some of it mixed in with blood from small cuts on his skin, possibly from the creature’s teeth. His leg looked the worst, with a bite mark circling around his calf and shin. It had stopped bleeding it seemed, but dried blood mixed with black goo made it look much worse. Rusl was breathing, though it was shallow and sounded wrong. Link hoped that his ribs weren’t bruised or broken, he wondered how tight that thing held onto him. Link took a deep breath and shook him gently, brushing his clumpy hair out of his eyes.

“P-pa?” He whispered, shaking him a little harder. Rusl seemed to be reacting to being shaken, so Link tried harder. He needed medical attention, and his mind thought of the spirit springs. He remembered fairies appeared at each one after he faced a trial from the great fairy, he wondered if they were still there. “Pa,” he repeated, a little louder. Rusl’s blue eyes began to flutter open, and he stared at Link confused.

“L-Link?” He croaked.

Link smiled a relieved smile and started to help him to his feet, but Rusl stopped him quickly, hissing in pain as he held his side.

“Somethings wrong,” he rasped, sinking into the ground. Link frowned and looked him over. His ribs must’ve been broken.

“C’mon, pa. We gotta get to the spring. You’ll feel better.”

Rusl stared at him, wheezing and holding his side painfully, but he didn’t stop Link from helping him to his feet. Rusl leaned heavily on Link’s side, and the two slowly walked to the spring. It felt like hours until they finally made it, at some point Link had to pick up his pa to carry him the rest of the way, despite his protests. He set him down in the spring water, immediately feeling comfort in the warm water. Rusl let out a sigh of relief as he rested in the water, but the relief melted into panic as he looked at himself.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Link asked, calming down his father.

“‘Don’t want to dirty the spring.”

“You’re not gonna dirty the spring, the spirit’s light keeps it clean,” at least he assumed, the water never seemed to get dirty no matter what was put in it. Rusl relaxed again and stared at himself, his brows furrowed. Link began washing the goo and blood off of himself, helping Rusl occasionally. Rusl was uncomfortably silent while the two cleaned themselves off, and Link wanted to bring up what had happened, but he couldn’t bring himself to talk about it either. After Link finished washing out his wounds, he stood up, limping towards the bushes to see if any fairies were hiding. Luckily he found two and he returned with them both, noticing Rusl staring at him with his brows furrowed.

“Some fairies,” Link said, handing them both to him.

Rusl silently opened his palm where one fluttered onto his hand, and it healed up his bleeding leg and bruised ribs. He let out a sigh of relief and stared at Link who still held the other one.

“You need another one, pa,” Link pressed, but Rusl shook his head.

“You’re hurt too.”

“Not as bad as you.”

“I don’t care, my leg is healed, you use it.”

Link was taken aback at his intense tone, but he was too tired to fight back. He held the fairy gently in his hand and it floated around him, healing up his aching back. It rested on his head when it finished healing him, and Link let out a sigh of relief. Fairies were wonderful creatures.

The two sat in silence, staring at the crystal blue water they were in, soaking in the sun as it rose higher and higher in the sky. It didn’t feel like they were gone all night, but with Link’s tired body, he supposed it made sense.

“Link,” Rusl broke the silence, continuing to stare blankly at the water. “We need to tell the resistance about this as soon as possible.” Link stared at him for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Rusl continued. “That… thing… it has to be responsible for the disappearances. We need to tell them about this.”

Link nodded. “We oughta tell them when we all meet up then—“

“I’m not waiting until the date Sheik set, we need to tell them now.”

Link stared at him for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, ok, I agree. I’ll send a letter, then we can move out tomorrow.”

“Link—“

“We move out tomorrow, pa. We need rest though, we’ve been up all night. Besides, we gotta tell the folks around Ordon to stay away from Faron at night, ok?”

Rusl glared at him for a moment, but it softened when he had no rebuttal. “Yeah, ok. We need rest.”

Link nodded. He was no stranger to staying up all night, but as he’s gotten older, it’s been much harder to deal with. He stood up, his legs feeling weak as he walked around, and Rusl followed, being careful on his newly healed leg. Link stared at his leg for a moment, then faced him.

“Are… are you alright?”

Rusl stopped walking and looked up at him. “I’m… fine. Thanks to you. Are you ok?”

Link pursed his lips and nodded. “I’ll be fine, pa.”

Rusl’s gaze softened and he wrapped his arm around Link’s shoulder. “Let’s head back then. I bet everyone is worried sick.”

[starlight-write]

Attention Seeker

A/N: First TADC tk fic! lmk if you have any suggestions/prompts cause my brain is about fried atp.

Summany: Ragatha's ignoring Jax for being a prick. It's only after he brings Pomni into their little spat that she decides to do something about it.

Characters: Ler!Ragatha, Switch!Pomni, Switch!Jax

Word Count: 2004

Warnings: This is a tickle fic! Scroll if that's not your thing.

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"Raaaags! Ragathaaaaa! Rags, talk to meeeeeee!" The rabbit whined pathetically as he flopped face first to the floor to add to his dramatics.

Ragatha crossed her arms and stared blankly in front of her. She'd be damned if she gave into his theatrics after the stunt he pulled yesterday.

Pomni tip-toed her way over to the doll, careful to gauge her mood before speaking up.

"You're- uh- still not talking to Jax, huh?" The jester tried.

To no one's surprise, Jax pulled some underhanded shit during yesterday's game. Thankfully, that game was more tame than the usual as Caine decided to make all of them play a rather distorted version of 'capture the flag', only the playing field was covered in thick black tar-like substance, which made the game slower and over all less fun but Caine did say he was experimenting with ideas.

Long story short, Ragatha had gotten the other team's flag and was about to win before Jax thought it'd be clever to use poor Gangle as a lasso and trip Ragatha by her ankle. Causing her to fall face first into the gooey substance.

So yeah, Ragatha understandably ignored the purple prick for the rest of the day and supposedly the silent treatment carried onto this morning.

Ragatha scoffed at the question. "I have nothing to say to that jerk. Whatever Caine has planned for us to do today, I'm not saying a word to him." She said making direct eye contact with said jerk. Pomni swore she saw his ears go down a bit.

They both knew that wouldn't last. If there's one thing anyone knew about Jax, is that he can't survive without attention. And Lord, was he the biggest attention seeker Pomni's ever seen. Jax would just dedicate the entire day to pushing Ragatha's buttons until she snapped, earning everyone's attention as well as winning whatever sick game he'd imagined in his head.

Caine appeared not two minutes later and the cast proceeded with their little theme song as usual and afterwards, the ringmaster explained the rules of today's little adventure.

Another safe one, thank God. Pomni thought. Perhaps the man was starting to notice how strung out everyone had become and decided to cut them some slack.

Today's game was a timed scavenger hunt throughout the circus, with two separate teams taking turns in the main room to find the mising items as quick as possible while the other team waited in the hallway for their turn. They were split up into two teams. Ragatha instantly grabbed Pomni's hand and not even a split second later, Jax flung himself at the doll and screamed for Caine to team them up together.

Gangle, Kinger, and Zooble's team went first, which meant the other three were poofed into a random hallway away from the action.

Awkward.

Pomni fidgeted due to the tense atmosphere. Jax of course, took his chance to bug the shit out of the other girl. First trying to make conversation, then teasing her, then poking, shaking, singing, yelling, joking, flopping round again, but nothing seemed to break the doll's focus. Ragatha rolled her eyes at his theatrics before shooting them over to Pomni.

"Sheesh, these games have been real tame and non life-threatening lately right, Pomni? Seems like Caine's finally decided to cut us all a break!" She forced a laugh as she nudged the other girl.

Pomni looked rather taken aback by the sudden conversations but decided to play along nonetheless. "O-oh. Right. I-uh, really enjoy not being in danger for once, yknow?" She laughed nervously.

The rabbit shot up as the two continued their bland conversation, annoyed that he was being ignored completely.

Pomni felt rather proud of herself when Ragatha laughed at one of her jokes, her victory was short-lived however, letting out a yelp as she was suddenly yanked in the air by her underarms.

"HEY!-" She panicked and squirmed, having to force down a rather embarrassing noise that threatened to come out of her throat.

"Whatcha two ladies talkin' about?"Jax had that stupid smug grin on he always wore when he thought he was being smart. Ragatha, obviously, was not amused but threw in the towel anyways as it wasn't fair to Pomni to get her any more involved with their little spat any more than she already was.

"Put her down, Jax." The doll demanded.

Pomni tried to grab at the rabbit's gloved hands as she kicked her feet in the air. "Whaaaaaat? We’re just having a little fun is all! Ain’t that right, Pomni?”

The jester grunted and allowed her limbs to go limp, it was obvious she wasn’t gonna get free by herself and didn’t want to risk entertaining the rabbit any further.

“This is not fun for me. Please put me doWN!!!-“

Pomni’s entire body went rigid as soon as that prick started wriggling his fingers under her arms.

She was able to keep her laughter in for all of maybe half a second before exploding in hysterical laughter. The awful sensation causing her to thrash almost twice as hard now.

“Why laugh if you’re not having any fun, Bug Eyes?” Jax laughed along with her, pleased with the strong reaction.

Ragatha was still stone-faced, however, sighing as she moved to release the other girl.

“Jeez you really can’t go five minutes without bullying someone can you?” The doll grunted as she wrestled with the rabbits long ass arms. Jumping in the air a few times when he decided to hold Pomni straight over his head.

Ragatha was getting increasingly annoyed, Pomni was getting more hysterical by the minute, and of course Jax looked like he was having the time of his life.

But you know what? Two can play at that game.

“Gohohod! You two are hilarious. Say Rags, this almost reminds me of the time Caine had you screaming in the air for saying- OOMF!”

The wind knocked out of Jax’s throat as he was full-on tackled to the floor.

Thankfully, this gave Pomni the chance to escape but was still on top of the rabbit’s hands as she tried to compose herself.

“What the &!$@%# Rags?! I was just messing around, there’s no reason to get all pis-“

“Hold his wrists, Pomni.”

That was all the warning they got before the doll’s hands latched onto Jax’s hips and began tickling him mercilessly.

The high pitch scream that tore from his throat probably would’ve made the jester fall into another fit of laughter if she weren’t so taken aback by it herself.

Thankfully she caught up to speed in time to get a hold of the rabbit’s hands that were desperately trying to free themselves.

“WAIT!!- WAIT WAHAHAHAIT!!!- RAGAHAHAHAHAAA-“

Oh my God he’s &!$@%# losing it. Pomni thought as she observed the poor guys reactions.

It was quite a sight to see fucking Jax of all people go berserk over something as simple as tickling. It was a little unnerving to be honest.

What was even scarier was Ragatha’s face hadn’t changed from the ice cold scowl she’s had on since Jax started all this shit.

She looked kinda angry.

“pleheheheAHAHAHA!!-“ Jax wheezed. “You cahAHAHAHAN’T- You cahahahahan’t just- BWAHAHAHAHAAA!!!-“

“Oh so it’s only fair for you to pick on people huh?” Ragatha spat. “Y'know I think everyone here’s had about enough of your &!$@%#, Jax. You wanted attention that bad? Well here you go! Let’s see how you like being bullied for once.”

Her hands migrated down to his upper thighs, the doll now settling her weight on his calves. Giving the rabbit just enough leeway to twist and buck his hips like crazy.

Though he seemed to be breathing a bit easier with the change in spots, didn’t mean he still wasn’t absolutely losing his mind here.

“ahh…ahahaHAHAHAHehe- ohkahahay! Okay! I’m sohohorry! Is that what you guys wanna hear?! I’ll bahahahack ohohoff. Juhuhust- JUST!!-“

“You sure all this is okay? He’s starting to seem a bit lightheaded.” Pomni asked, more than a little concerned at the guy’s state despite what he’d pulled earlier. She knew they didn’t technically need to breathe but that only means this situation must be really messing with him.

Ragatha looked up and stilled her hands before withdrawing them completely.

“Trust me, he’s fine. We’ve put his sorry ass through a lot worse. And he would’ve kept tormenting you until Caine came in to stop him so he deserves everything he gets.” She explained as she got up from her spot on Jax’s legs and made her way over to where Pomni was stationed over their victim’s head.

The brief intermission allowed Jax to gather his bearings and a bit of his audacity too it seemed like.

“Yohohou…*huff*… You two are going to regret this. D-Dohohohon’t think for a second that you won anything. After all there’s plenty of centipedes for me to-AAAAA!!!!”

That ungodly shriek was almost worse than the first one. The jerk didn’t even get to finish his little vow for revenge before Ragatha dropped back down to scribble, squeeze, and prob rapidly over her victim’s belly.

“I know you can’t fathom the feeling, Jax, but I was going to be nice and call it quits there. But you just don’t know when to. Shut. Your. TRAP!!”

Pomni couldn’t help herself from laughing this time. With nothing pinning the poor guy’s legs down, they were flying through the air in every direction while he screamed like a little girl.

Seriously, Pomni doubted even she could reach that kind of pitch.

The whole things was just ridiculous to watch. She was sure her ears were bleeding by now but she couldn’t help the full on belly laughter that forced its way out of her.

Ragatha looked over at her friend as she doubled over in laughter. It was at that point, Ragatha truly realized how ridiculous this entire situation was and that scowl she had permanently plastered on her face finally bloomed into a smile as she too began to laugh.

Another ear-piercing screech and they were both done.

The two of them simultaneously lost their hold on their victim as they fell to the floor, rolling and clutching their stomachs as bouts of laughter poured out of them.

Jax layed there for a while, absolutely mortified at this entire ordeal. He began plotting his revenge almost immediately, if only to keep himself sane while hearing those two &!$@%# laugh at him.

Okay, maybe he wasn’t fond of all the attention he received.

Just as the girl’s laughter was starting to die down, a voice boomed through the hallway.

“Terribly sorry for the wait, friends! It appears that there’s been a rather embarrassing oversight on my part! You see, I told the others that I’ve hidden five items but instead only hid four! The fifth one was in my POCKET!-“

Caine explained as he pulled a rubber duck out of his pocket. Stopping himself abruptly seeing the state his other three guests were in.

Was it that funny? The ringmaster asked himself at hearing the two girl’s laughter finally dying down. That was before he saw Jax, still sprawled out on the floor and decided he didn’t really want to know.

“Does this mean we forfeit?” Jax slurred lazily.

“Nonsense!” Caine announced, deciding to ignore the his guest’s disappointed groans. “This just means we have to start a new game! You all seemed to LOVE playing ‘Capture the Flag’ yesterday! So I thought, why not give it another GO-“

Ragatha threw her shoe at the ringmaster before he even finished his statement. Of course, this prompted another bout of laughter from both Pomni and Jax this time.

Unfortunately, Caine took all of that as enthusiasm and prepared their little field from yesterday.

Pomni wasn’t certain if those two were gonna bring their bad energy back on the field, not to mention Jax was no doubt itching for payback right about now.

One thing was for certain, though. Pomni was staying the &!$@%# out of it this time.

[haysaca]

Argus and her recurrent toxic yuris

Finished 2.1, was a fun ride, I think I have a few thoughts in mind but rn the most prevalent one is: Damn, I did NOT expect argus and tuesday to be more toxic than valenweis. So have a compilation of my reactions I guess.

Sheesh girlie is actually just taunting her to the extreme and I didn't even include her whole jab at her candy reliance. This is legit the perfect pair for the hatesex trope.

Like for a moment, I even thought tuesday was implying she banged and stole kayla here lmao

(its canon, poor argus got ntr'd, source is me I swear I'm not just delusional)

She just insulted her outta nowhere lmao. Though a delusional mind (not me) can interpret this as tuesday wanting to break argus down to tears.

Girl was actually rendered speechless 😭😭 Sorry tuesday she does not match your freak at all!!

She cannot be tamed at all and she's so real for that ngl. I'm so glad they went all out on her lack of fear/fear is her kink because I just absolutely adore unapologetic villains and she's definitely one, or rather a pretty good psychopath since she doesn't really care much for people, only their fears (I think, I haven't seen her story yet). Anyways argus made the right decision to dip, she CANNOT handle her freak.

That's about it for this toxic pair but I wanna talk about kayla too since I feel like she ain't a much better option for argus considering yknow, her identity and affiliations 😭

I know this is just an illusion by the motel but it'd be so fucked up if their relationship was actually this toxic, like the motel digs up stuff from their memories so this insecurity or perception of kayla had to come somewhere from deep inside argus' mind.

What's worse is, she could be right, considering kayla is a top tier of manus fucking vindictae 😭. Poor girl has insecurities of being wielded like a mindless tool, tries to assure herself that the woman shes pining and looking for is not that, only for said woman to be avoiding her because shes already served her purpose for her (I think, we'll see in argus' story I guess).

Though it could be a more mutual angsty case if we interpret kayla's smile as a sign she considers argus as more than that, maybe a pet instead :P (have high doubts she actually reciprocates her feelings the same way).

Poor argus cannot escape scummy women, hope she'll find happiness in vertin's suitcase because let's be fr she's joining us.

Also I absolutely love this particular quote because it's not just a jab at argus' trust issues but also an indirect one at her insecurity in her own image, her fear of hesitating, failing and being seen as incompetent (I think she has them? otherwise i don't really know what the townspeople in her hallucination are meant to signify).

Ok one last thought: I think argus' best shot for a happy yuri out of the entire 2.1 cast is legit with Ms. Karen Kimberly over here.

Because as hostile as their interactions are, their dynamic was pretty funny and nice compared to tuesday's harassment.

They radiate big bully x dumb bimbo energy, a pretty classic and tame rivalry dynamic. Kimberly's also the one with the least malicious/mean intentions towards argus, she doesn't want to harm or even use her, she just wants to eat!

So long as they take the time to talk it out and not point lethal weapons at each other, I'm sure they could get along in some way (looking at you argus, put that gun down and listen to your heart more, you big softie).

Alright that's about it for my ramble on argus and her misfortune with women, shoutout to @jeremy_exe on twitter for cooking up the only anjoargus art I've seen so far.

[emojellyace08]

Hi! Big fan of your oneshots. Can I request a female Gojo x lookism men characters. Where Gojo dies and is reincarnated into the popular webtoon Lookism but "HE" became a "SHE". Gojo being gojo causes mayhem wherever she goes and rizzing people especially teasing the students at J-high because she is now their teacher. And Gojo is more chaotic than Goo and I imagine her saying to Gun, "I'm the strongest". Since he reincarnated as a girl and in a world without curse energy he doesn't have any CE but he is still super strong just like the OP characters in the webtoon especially since he's an expert in the martial arts. He still has the six eyes but not as OP and draining he just can see really well than the average person.

Female! Gojo Reader x Lookism Cast!

𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀 (𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥). ���𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 (𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲) 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬,𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝)

In the world filled with infinite possibilities, you wouldn't expect to end up in another universe. You, one of the most (if not) powerful sorcerer in the whole world ends up dying in the hands of Sukuna. And you wouldn't expect to get reincarnated in an ordinary world without curses. Well, that's what you thought at first.

You were first confused at how did you turn into a baby. But lucky for you, your family is part of one of the most wealthiest and powerful Yakuza in Japan. Growing up, you were confused about your identity. Asking your mom if you really turned into the opposite sex. "Ma, can I ask you something?" "Sure darling, what's the matter?" she asked with a sweet tone as she prepares your meal. "Am I really a girl?" "Well, physically you are a girl. But if you feel like not fitting with the other little girls, it's okay if you like masculine toys. But inside of you must be always genuinely kind and is ready to help others without wanting anything in return."

You may still have the familiar sapphire blue eyes, hair fluffy like clouds, skin white as snow, and your personality intact with your female body, you still can't help but to feel weirded out in your early life. Without your powers, you felt the familiar feeling of dread linger through your soul. All the training and physique were wasted because of that monster! But you forced your dad to teach you martial arts. He almost scolded and beaten you up for "disobeying" his rules as you are not fitted to replace his heir. Feeling that familiar burst of pride in your heart that wanted to explode and lash out to him and knowing to yourself that you have LOTS of experience in your past life as a Jujutsu Sorcerer, you trained yourself for years to prove your own father wrong and show him who really is the weak one. Time-skip ahead, you successfully graduated and hired as a teacher for Physical Education knowing that you are body-kinesthetic.

You made your way into the school hallways with your bag. Instead of books for your lessons that you will discuss about, it's filled with sweet treats (and some lip balms to keep yourself ✨sexy, gorgeous, and daring✨. You remember high-school days when many teenage boys at your age often fight outside your house when they used to court you. "Sorry, I'm not attracted to men and girls are really scary! Sheesh people are so cheesy these days!"

Knowing your instincts, you tend to be a bit too friendly with other people as you are excited to annoy another living soul in this earth today. "He~~LLO!" you greeted quite loudly as the poor guy squeaked in surprise at your presence. "WUAH FUCK! Oh, shi- I'm sorry sunsengnim!" (teacher). "Oh, NO WORRIES PAL. You must be new here, right?" you questioned as you introduced yourself to the new student. "Well, I am (*insert female name here*) and according to every men and women that I had rizzed, I'm the most prettiest and sexiest woman and teacher in this country. Well then nice to meet you." you winked as to express your friendliness as he awkwardly shook your pale hands with his sweaty ones. "Ah, I'm sorry for the overflowing enthusiasm. Let's go to your new class for us to meet them!" you chuckled as you ate your mochi, even offering to share Hyung-Seok but he politely declines.

The moment you and Daniel entered the Fashion Department class, everyone's jaws dropped as it almost hit on the floor for dramatic effect. And you know that you weren't wasting their time when you gave all those candies as prizes by making up a warm-up game before classes begins as they are already fond of you! The other boys trying to impress you as you platonically tease them even though you have no romantic attraction on them. And the GIRLS WOULD LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Your hair and eyes also makes them fond of you (especially Zoe since she's a Beauty-Nerd). "OMG ARE YOU AN ANGEL OR SOMETHING?!" she squealed as you let her braid her hair as you relaxed on your chair and placed your legs on the teacher's table despite it being against the rules on free time. The others were doing their own shenanigans as you keep telling them to quiet down. "So, you think I'm hot or something? I'm glad you know. Oh Zack stop abusing Jiho's hand it's just arm wrestling!'

And they also enjoy your performance activities too! Since their courses is all about sewing with those mind-twisting history behind it, of course they will get sleepy and stressed out about it. But being the bold and bright-spirited that you are, you know school won't be fun without a little stretch of your body. So you make sure that whatever you teach them sports will be easily followed, yet you tend to forget to uncomplicate the rules since you're pride and confidence gets in the way at times. Sports and a little bit of martial arts (especially with the boys) are so fun! Being competitive, you taught them not only the basic techniques and skills that all can master. But you also thought them discipline when using it as you also sighed to yourself that you can get a bit cocky when fighting too as the adrenaline keeps chasing you to your high when fighting a strong opponent. You can see Daniel, Zack, heck even Jay taking down notes to this. The other departments are also fond with you as they really idolize you as their teacher (especially The Architecture Department).

But despite having your comedic side, it's rest assured that you are not letting anyone slide whoever tries to mess with you or anyone you know or fond with. The bullies will just stare at you cowardly as you look back at them with your striking cerulean eyes yet they seem uncanny because of your menacing expression. "You little fuckers, didn't your parents told you to not disturb anyone in the way?" "WE'RE SORRY SUNGSENGNIM!"

Yet since your family background is REALLY involved with the gangs (and the 4 major crews as you have minor knowledge around it), you started to get involved with the drama. Not only because you want to protect the innocence of your students as you grew fond over them, but because you tend to get a bit bored on teaching and pissing off your co-teachers. You smirked as the thought of fighting strong opponents excites you.

And you're excitement matches up with the sturdy and powerful fighters in this universe. You even helping out your students to bring down some of the most-feared men in Korea like Jonggun and Jungoo. You even got to flirt with them with a moment before you went face-to-face with the two as you declined their offer as they asked you to be their new member for Charles Choi's success.

"Miss, I'll ask you again. Why is it that you don't want to join our team? Are you so worried about leaving your students?" The black eyed male whispered at your ear as crimson-red blood drips down to his chin as you smirked at the bruise you gave him at the side of his lips. "And for a hottie like you, I didn't expect you to be this strong! So why not join us for a million won and even more?!" the blondie exclaimed as he swung his pipe as his weapon of choice. Him looking around at the building with lots of damage done from your fighting. "First of all, that's three questions. And yes, I have no plans to team up with your shitty team since I like hanging out with my students. And lover boy take note of this, I'M GOING TO SHIT ON YOUR FACE BECAUSE I"M THE STRONGEST!" you maniacally laughed as you landed a kick on Shiro Oni's face once again as he's starting to feel aroused excited about the energy that you're giving him. "If so, then LET'S FUCKING KILL EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW!" he ripped his shirt off as he rushed towards you as you did the same with that smile. "OI YOU'RE FORGETTING ME HERE I'M THE MAIN CHARACTER!" Goo replied as he plans to attack you from the back.

[bunny-wk-fanfic]

Christmas Gift Exchange

As part of Rerumu's events, I had the honor of doing Fear's gift. I hope you enjoy it!

“And this is why Yaga had me partnered in p with you.” The voice was filled with exasperation. Dark eyes watch their best friend simple pout and suck his teeth in reply.

“It would get rid of the damn curse, though.” The comment was quickly followed by a long-suffering sigh. A head of white hair dropping back for added drama as yet another sigh was breathed out.

Seriously. Did Satoru need to be extra all the damn time?

“How would you explain levelling an entire park?” Seriously, they knew that the higher ups would be able to explain property damage to the world, but a park? That had nothing running beneath it save for maybe water and power lines?

“I said fine, sheesh. Always gotta do it the boring and long way.” Satoru simply devolved into grumbling now.

Suguru rolled his eyes. Satoru was a… alright guy. Could do with taking things a little more seriously. But as the strongest, Suguru figured he would also get bored quickly, too.

“Let's just get this over with.” Suguru sighed, he was tired and hungry. And if Satoru had it his way, they'd be eating nothing but sugar.

They walked a little further into the park, quickly picking up on the curse they were tasked to take out. Pausing, they looked at each other, this was a level on? It was more on par with a special grade.

Either the scouts were off their game, the curse had somehow been hiding what grade it really was, or the higher ups were up to something. Most likely, it was the higher ups.

A few more steps, and they froze at the sudden and violent increase in cursed energy.

Dark eyes locked with glowing blue from behind dark shades. The only reason a curse would act out like that, was if it was about to attack someone. Which meant a person had been locked in with them and the curse.

Just as they started rushing forward, a foreign energy rose up, blanketing the area and erasing whatever the curse let out. And just as quickly as both energies rose up, they just as quickly disappeared.

Rushing to where they last felt the curse energy, they arrived to nothing. Absolutely nothing. No destruction, no curses, no massacre of the poor unsuspecting civilian that had been locked in with said curse.

“What the…” Suguru searched the area, looking for any sign that the curse had been there.

Instead, all there was, was a peaceful area that was ideal for civilians to gather. In fact, far too peaceful. It felt clean, light, pure. There was no trace of cursed energy left.

Just as they began to relax, if they could, despite the oddness of the situation, a person came walking down from a different path.

“No, Mama, I'm alright, just had to deal with some creep.” She spoke casually into her cell phone, her other hand holding a branch that she just as casually tossed aside.

The situation was just, well to be honest, nothing they had ever had to deal with. And as for the girl herself, she had absolutely no cursed energy whatsoever. Another impossibility. Everyone had cursed energy.

“Yeah, I can make a stop to pick that up. Anything else?” her tone was blasé, there was no hint for them to pick up that she either was the source of the foreign energy or witnessed what could have possibly happened.

By pure instinct, Suguru reached out for her, fingers quickly closing around her wrist. “Wait!”

“Hang on a second, Mama.” then she turned her head and looked up at him, startling him with her clear gaze, and the fact that her eyes were blue.

Not the bright, near electric blue that Satoru has, but a deep and stormy blue.

From the corner of his eye, Suguru could make out Satoru motioning with his hands. Animated as always. No doubt wondering why he was just standing there.

“...yes?” she turned her head, looking at Satoru over her shoulder. “Was there something you needed?” her tone was slow, careful.

His lips pursed when he realized how this might appear. Two young men, stopping a young woman in a dark park while no one was around.

Immediately dropping her wrist, Suguru took a step back. “Sorry. Look, we just… we would like to know if you’ve seen!” Satoru was nearly flailing his arms now behind her back, far from the more subtle codes they’ve come up with by this point. “We’re just wondering if you’ve come across anything strange in the park. Anything out of the ordinary.”

“...uh, no?” she tossed Satoru another glance, slightly frowning at the odd pose he was holding. “I’m sorry, but, I really have to go now. Good evening.” with a quick bow of her head, she was quick to continue on her way.

Though, if the night could get even odder, she bumped into Satoru, offering a quick apology after nearly stumbling down the few steps leading out of the plaza area.

Satoru continued to stare where she disappeared around a corner, the echoes of her voice long gone.

“...let's go, this night has not only gone on long enough, but I can’t wrap my head around everything that’s gone on. Maybe we can find something.” waving a hand, Suguru took the lead to where the curse was supposed to be.

On the one hand, he was hoping that the curse was there, and the young woman had just been extremely lucky in bypassing it. On the other hand, he was also hoping that the foreign energy had done away with the curse.

The area was designed to be romantic, a perfect place for couples or confess your love. Also, an ideal area for unrequited love or being rejected by one's crush. So plenty of cursed energy to gather.

But the area was clear of any curses. There was an odd pile of ashes that were slowly getting scattered by the breeze. 

And a wallet.

Satoru was closer, he picked it up. “Higurashi… Kagome. She’s a local to the area, lives and goes to high school here.” he waved the wallet. “Looks like, we’ll be getting to know Miss Higurashi!”

Suguru sighed at the wide grin on Satoru’s face. Running a hand down his face, Suguru simply nodded his head and followed along. Once Satoru had an idea of what he wanted to do, or wanted in general, there was no real way of stopping him.

Some time later.

“Seriously, you guys are going to eat my family out of house and home.” Kagome grumbled, standing at the stove as she finished cooking the last bit of dinner.

It was more like a feast.

Ever since that evening some time back, Suguru and Satoru have taken to lingering around the shrine. And her school. And following her around. Seriously, why has she not called it in and reported it as stalking?

Oh, right. Because of the curses. Although, she still preferred to call them as creeps.

“But yours and Mom’s cooking is the best!” Satoru whined from his spot at the table.

Looking over her shoulder, her attempts to use her glare on him were thwarted. Either he was ignoring her, or his barrier proved effective against that as well. 

“Well, then at least pay for the food you guys eat!” she snagged a sponge and tossed it at Satoru’s head. Of course, that was blocked by his infinity. “Sheesh… I feel like I’m babysitting, only without the pay.”

Suguru simply chuckled. “Sorry, Kagome-chan. Our latest mission was in the area, and Higurashi-san was kind enough to leave an open invitation for us.” he gave a subtle kick to Satoru’s chair, in an effort to get his friend to behave. “Should we call or text ahead from now on?”

Letting out a sigh, Kagome paused for a moment. “I… no.” damn her bleeding heart. And why did Mama leave an open invitation?

No, Mama did that with all her friends, even Inuyasha received one, so it was no surprise that Satoru or Suguru were also welcomed.

Turning on the stove, Kagome finished up by plating the last of dinner. “No need to do that.” piece said, Kagome carried everything to the table. “But seriously, you two eat a lot. Does taking out those curses require a lot of energy?”

Satoru was all smiles, though it drooped a little at the lack of sweets. “I guess? If you’re talking physically, that is.” he didn’t even look up when he began piling food onto his plate.

“Do you need to eat to replenish your energy?” Suguru asked as he helped himself to dinner.

They’ve already talked about curses, cursed energy, and her own energy. But certain specifics were never discussed. “No. Well, I mean, if I’m physically weak due to hunger, it’ll be harder for me to use it. But it doesn’t deplete my energy.”

Kagome fixed her own plate, eying the spread and hoping that there would be enough for Souta once he got back from his training, and that they would have leftovers for lunch tomorrow.

“By the way,” Satoru’s voice was slightly muffled due to his stuffed mouth. “Where is everyone?”

With a flat expression, Kagome simply stared as Satoru stuffed his face, happily humming and munching on dinner. “Grandpa wanted to visit an old friend in Kyoto, so Mama had to drive him. And Souta had soccer training today, so he’ll be home later. So leave some for him!” Kagome was quick slap Satoru from grabbing a fourth plate.

“Ow, Kagome-chan! So mean!” Satoru shook his hand, he wore an expression of an exaggerated pout.

“No, I’m just trying to ensure that Souta gets his fair share.” Kagome pushed the plates away from Satoru. “Or that Suguru-kun and I could have seconds.”

“I’m fine, Kagome-chan, really. I’m more than used to his behaviour.” Suguru offered a smile, one that no longer worked on her any more.

“No. And stop making excuses for that man-child.” Kagome shook her head, once again slapping Satoru’s hand away from the food without even looking. “Satoru, behave.”

Head tipping to the side, Kagome eyed the two. Satoru, while pouting, was as energetic as usual. Suguru on the other hand, was looking pale and listless. So, when Satoru finished his portion of dinner and headed for a shower, because of course Mama ensured they both had some spare clothing here for that as well, Kagome and Suguru cleared the table and dealt with the leftovers.

And just to be sure, Kagome placed a sealing barrier around Souta’s plate that she knew Satoru could not get through.

“Seriously?” Suguru’s question held amusement as he started on the dishes.

“I trust him about as far as I can throw him.” closing the fridge, Kagome joined Suguru at the sink. “But enough about that man-child, how are you doing? You’re looking a little worse for wear lately.”

Suguru shrugged, keeping focused on the task at hand. “The missions are just getting that much harder. With how many there are and how difficult they’re becoming.”

Nodding her head, Kagome focused on the dishes in her hands for a bit before speaking up again. “You know, that you can come to me if you need any help. Any time.” eying him, his sagging shoulders, the dark circles under his eyes, she realized that there was obviously more weighing on his mind.

“Anything else? I’ve been told I’m an incredible listening.” she teased him, bumping elbows with him, smiling when it garnered a small and genuine grin from him. “And, if anything, an outside perspective might give you some insight you didn’t know you could have used.”

Bobbing his head, Suguru remained silent for a while, just letting them focus on their respective tasks. And once it was done, Kagome began making tea. She even pulled out some sweets that Satoru could gorge himself on if he so desired. As if it were a question.

“I… have been struggling with everything it means with being part of the jujutsu world.” he sat at the table, finally looking like he was bearing the weight of the world on his shoulders. “Not only that… Satoru is constantly getting stronger, while I’m being left behind. Or that’s how I feel. And then there was that incident a couple of months ago.”

Placing their respective mugs on the table, Kagome opted for sitting next to him, rather than across. “...Riko-chan… Satoru mentioned a bit about it and the girl.” Kagome commented, simply holding her mug despite the heat piercing through her fingers.

Suguru nodded his head. “Yeah. It really hit when Satoru showed actual… regret, at her death.” his chuckle was hollow, only adding to his appearance or making it more pronounced. “Ever since then, I’ve been questioning why we’re doing what we do. Also wondering… if we, sorcerers, are doing things the right way.”

Kagome simply listened to him, it started slowly, but Suguru continued when she didn’t interrupt. Her heart clenched at seeing and hearing the genuine pain, frustration, and confusion she was witnessing. Once he was done, Kagome leaned against him, attempting to use her own powers to help elevate the heaviness and darkness of his own aura.

“I’m not going to say I understand completely, I’m still learning about your super secret curse society from you and Satoru,” that earned a chuckle from Suguru which had her smiling in return. “But it feels and sounds like you’re attempting to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. And no one, regardless of how strong or talented or the tools they have, should carry the world.”

Despite leaning against him, she turned to face him a little more directly, and whispered her next words. “Here’s something I learned from my own experience. Fuck the world.”

Witnessing Suguru’s absolute shock in the widening of his eyes and his jaw dropping was absolutely amusing, and she found it made him look boyishly charming, Kagome figured it was a combination of her statement and her use of foul language.

“Instead, focus on doing what you need to do, but for those you care about. The rest will fall in place.” turning back to watch the setting sun out of the kitchen window. “Once I realized that myself, doing what I needed to do was so much easier. No need to justify it or add any extra reasons.”

Suguru continued to watch her silently for a few moments. “...it really helped you?”

“Oh yeah.” nodding her head, Kagome took a sip of her tea. Leaning against him once again, she let out a relieved sigh. “Best part? Mama gave me that advice. Foul language included. So, if you ever, and I mean ever, need anyone to talk to, or need an open ear, we are here for you.”

Suguru nodded his head. But more importantly, his poster seemed more relaxed and there was colour once again flushing his cheeks. And when he turned to face her, there was a brightness back in his eyes. “Thanks, Kagome. It really means a lot.”

There were a few minutes of peaceful silence, before Satoru returned, hair still damp and wearing casual leisure wear. “Well, shower’s free. Oh! Kagome, you spoil me!” his arms were immediately around her as he reached for the plate of speciality baked goods.

“Gah! Satoru, get off, you weigh a ton!” Kagome attempted to push him away while she was smushed against Suguru.

A dramatic gasp from Satoru was quickly followed by him pulling her into his hold and nuzzle into her hair. “Kagome! How could you be so cruel?” a cry echoed out of the room, most likely Satoru just being dramatic and not from actual pain. “Ow! Wait- ow! Stop!”

Freed from his clinging, Kagome heaved as she stared at Satoru. “Personal space!”

Satoru just continued to pout and sniffle, rubbing at a shin. “...so violent. Suguru, why doesn’t she lash out with you?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Suguru pulled Kagome into a far less hold, petting her hair back into place, all as if to prove a point. “Because I don’t act like an over grown child?”

“Keep this up, and you will not be allowed sugary treats or snacks on the shrine grounds.” her statement and warning.

Satoru paused his obvious approach, gaze darting between her and the plate of dessert meant for him alone, and then back to her again. Another whimper, subdued, Satoru choose a different seat and slowly pulled the plate towards him. “...so mean…”

Hearing Suguru’s laughter, no matter how small or short it had been, was heartfelt and honest.

It was moments like these, even with Satoru’s antics, that Kagome enjoy their presence. And she swore, she would help in any way she could so that they had time away from curses and being sorcerers.

September, a year later.

It had been a fateful night, when she met the twins.

Suguru calling had not been out of the norm. His tone had been off, but Kagome simply stocked it off as him possible once again overworking himself on missions.

When he showed up some time later, possibly within an hour, she had nearly had a heart attack. And when Suguru introduced the twins to her, she understood. If she hadn’t been through what she had, wrangling a disconnected Suguru and two clearly traumatized children to eat and clearing them up and dressing them would have been difficult.

However, Kagome managed.

Once Nanako and Mimiko had be tucked into her bed, fast asleep clinging both to each other and some of her old plushes, Kagome turned her attention onto Suguru.

At first nothing, but once she managed to get him to open up, it all came flooding out. She was disturbed by how Suguru broke down. Not because of his display of such raw emotions, but that she hadn’t known how much he had been hurting.

So she did all what she could do.

She consoled him as best as she could, not flinching when Suguru revealed what he did when he found the twins. While she mourned, it was more so for the innocence that Nanako and Mimiko lost to their village, it was for Suguru that obviously lost a part of him in that same village.

After Suguru let it all out, he had been exhausted, but Kagome knew that he should not go to sleep as he was. He was dishevelled, and Kagome didn’t honestly know when he had last eaten. And the cookies and hot chocolate she had left out for Nanako and Mimiko did not count.

So she quickly served up an easy to make, as well as easy to eat, meal for him. While Suguru ate, Kagome prepared a bath and some spare clothes.

Kagome then had to help him after with his bath, and she had blushed the entire time. For whatever reason, that broke Suguru out of his disconnect. Helping a naked and wet Suguru bathing, whatever was left from the village that still clung to him was hard. But that all came to a head when Suguru relaxed and then began flirting with her.

If the twins weren’t sleeping just down the hall, Kagome would have been very vocal. And it had only been Suguru’s quiet, near broken pleas, that kept her there at his side.

But, if she could treat Inuyasha and Miroku whenever they received some highly questionable wounds, she could assist Suguru. She had kept her gaze respectful, though if he ever caught her gaze straying, she simply chalked it up to making sure she hadn’t missed any possible wounds.

As for the rest of the night, Kagome moved them back to the living room. The tv had been on low, while Kagome had cuddled Suguru, shared with him and combed her fingers through his hair until he finally fell asleep.

The following morning, when Mama, Gramps, and Souta had returned from a weekend trip, Kagome had explained the situation to them. Mama had taken charge, directing Gramps into getting in contact with his friends that helped when she was travelling through the well to help get everything Nanako and Mimiko would need for the future. Souta had been tasked with pulling out any of Kagome’s old clothes from childhood they still had for the girls.

And when Suguru and the twins woke up, the air had been tense with a sort of fragile hope. Mama had quickly whipped up a breakfast that the girls went at with. They were ravenous. Both wary to ask if they could have it and then hoarding whatever they got their hands on.

While Kagome watched the girls, Mama and Suguru had disappeared for a while. When they came back, her Mama was a picture of calm and Suguru looked relieved. Then he shared with everyone one, that for the next little while, Nanako and Mimiko would be staying at the Higurashi home while he got everything ready.

Kagome had been confused, but then she got suspicious when Suguru shared a glance. When the twins showed and voiced their worries, Suguru was quick to chime in to calm them with promises that he wasn’t leaving them. He would often visit and that they could trust the Higurashi family.

Some time later.

“Girls, time to come in for lunch!”

The voice rang over the courtyard, drawing Kagome’s attention away from the little snowman family she was building with the twins. “‘Kay, we’ll be back in a few minutes!”

Turning back to the family, Kagome hid her amused smile behind a gloved hand. There had been an abundant snowfall in the last couple of days, and Kagome thought it would be best to enjoy it while it lasted.

She pulled out her cell and quickly snapped a picture.

It was adorable!

Looking at the picture, her heart warmed her heart. In the picture, Nanako and Mimiko had recreated their family in snowmen, finishing on the mini snowman that represented her. Opening her contacts, she selected Suguru and sent him a picture along with a short message.

Task done, Kagome called the twins' attention. “Okay, you two, time to eat.”

“But our snowmen aren’t done!” Nanako whined, Mimiko nodded her head in agreement

“Don’t worry, they’ll be there when you’re done.” she dusted some snow from Mimiko’s head, the snowflakes showing up more easily against her darker hair. “Come on, don’t think I can’t hear you sniffling, Nanako.”

They grumbled a little, but nodded in agreement. Rushing inside, though they did toss a few glances back at the snowmen. As Kagome followed, her cellphone buzzed. Fishing it out revealed a reply from Suguru. It was a very sweet message with news the girls were sure to be happy about.

Sharing said news made lunch a much more lively affair. The girls excited and talking about showing their snowmen to Suguru, along with sharing their hopes that he would stay longer. Souta was chatting about the latest game he was interested in and a possible upcoming date with Himiko. Gramps was grumbling about the weather, the chores that still needed to be done. And Mama, she easily responded without missing a beat.

It was a couple of hours later when Suguru finally did show up, the girls crowding him and bombarding him the usual questions.

“Girls, let’s give him some time to wind down and get something to eat.” Kagome leaned down, whispering to the girls. “This way you can finish your pictures for him.”

They shared a look, nodded their head, before darting into the living room.

Suguru let out a tired chuckle. “Thanks. Shouldn’t take more than fifteen minutes to catch my breath.” he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek as he entered the kitchen.

Blushing, Kagome sputtered, her brain stalling. Ever since he brought the girls, Suguru’s been far more affectionate with her. Their relationship was no longer purely platonic, but it wasn’t definite if they were a couple either. Guess that’s what happens when you see someone naked, she had been checking for wounds, dammit! And the entire time, Suguru had flirted! While she had been thankful, he had broken out of his disconnected state, his flirting had not been what she expected.

While he was eating, Kagome prepared some hot chocolate for the twins. Hopefully it would give Suguru a little more time to finish his food.

“I have a surprise, for you and the girls, for after.” Suguru relaxed as he watched her.

“A surprise?” brow raised, Kagome finished the mugs for the girls. Narrowing her eyes, she grew suspicious of his smile. “Is it about the secret between you and Mama? Because I’ve seen you two whispering, and don’t lie to me, I’ll know.”

Suguru simply chuckled, shaking his head. “Won’t deny that. But trust me, I know you’ll like it. I know the girls will love it.”

Kagome simply gave the girls their hot chocolate, she didn’t have a thing to say to his words. She did wonder if Satoru was a part of all this.

While she was curious, Suguru smirked every time she looked towards him, but was taking his time with the girls first. It was almost near dinner time when Suguru mentioned having a surprise. But they would need to put on their coats and boots.

Now Kagome was really confused. As the girls rushed outside, she made her way to Suguru’s side. “If it’s a dog, I hope you know we don’t have the room for that. We’re cramped as it is.”

He simply tucked her into his side, leading them away from the house. When she saw her family following after them, Kagome’s confusion grew.

“Mimiko, Nanako, this way!” Suguru waved his free arm, herding the girls to follow them, his smile small, soft, but genuine when they skipped behind them.

“Seriously, what is going on?” they weren’t making their way towards the shrine. In fact, if Kagome didn’t know any better, and she did since she grew up on these grounds and knew just about every knock and cranny, she was sure they were making their way to a neighbour’s house.

Instead of the wall that surrounded the shrine grounds, there was a new gate. She could see Mrs. Miura’s house, but it too had some changes from her childhood memories. There were some more modern extensions added to the house.

Suguru didn’t explain when she looked up at him, instead, he pushed the gate open, revealing the green backyard that Kagome always envied as a child. The small koi pond tucked close to the wall, a small little vegetable garden close to what Kagome always assumed to be a door to the kitchen. The rest was a blanket of snow, that Kagome knew his a plush manicured lawn.

“What… is all this?”

“Our new home.” Suguru smiled when the girls gave excited cheers and rushed ahead of them, exploring all that they could reach.

“Mrs. Miura had been sharing for some time, that her son’s family wanted her to move to the countryside so they could all be closer, and Suguru had mentioned some time ago wanting to get a proper house for the girls, I simply had them meet.” Mama watched the girls from next to them, a serene smile in place. 

Looking up at Suguru, she stared in wonderment. “It must have cost a fortune.” not just buying the property, but also adding the extensions.

“It was worth everything, besides, what else am I going to do with the money I earn?” his shrug was so casual, blasé. “And it got me thinking. While I do want to help with getting rid of curses, I can’t continue with the way things are done according to the elders. So, once I graduate, I’ll be stepping back and concentrating on the girls while taking the occasional mission.”

Hugging him, Kagome simply buried her face into his chest. She had been so worried about Suguru, especially since the night he brought the girls home. This, his plan, it sounded… “It’s perfect.”

Almost two years later.

“You what?” she couldn’t believe the words that just left Satoru’s mouth. Even Suguru looked stunned.

Satoru merely gave a nervous chuckle. “I, uh, I um… took in two kids?”

“No, no.” Kagome waved her hand, pushing away from the table and her studies. “That part I heard and understood. The part I’m struggling with, is the fact that you’re letting said kids continue to live on their own.”

As if cramming for finals wasn’t enough, now Satoru had to drop this bombshell of news? Seriously, where was his common sense?

Scrubbing her face, Kagome contemplated if he had possibly rotted his brain with all those sweets he was constantly eating. It could only explain his thought process.

Ever since Suguru bought Mrs. Miura’s house and moved in, she had spent as much time in his home as she did on the shrine. He even secured a space just for her. Satoru also crashed here just as often as he did at the shrine.

“Satoru, how old are they?” she understood they were young, but Satoru didn’t really explain properly.

He shrugged his shoulders. “‘Dunno? Around the twins’ age I guess.”

“Around the twins’ age…” scrubbing her face once more, Kagome stood up and leaned against the table to stare into the idiot’s eyes. “Satoru, go get those children, and bring them here.”

“But they said-!” he flinched when a glowing eraser bounced off his forehead. “Ow, ‘Gome-chan! So mean!”

“Satoru Gojo. You will bring those children here, or you’ll never have my cooking.” when she saw that he was about to speak up, Kagome continued. “Or Mama’s!”

He let out a whimper, flinching beneath her fierce gaze. When Kagome didn’t utter another word, he turned to Suguru for support. “Don’t look at me, I agree with her. And you know how Mom would react if she heard how you handled the situation with those children.” Suguru raised his hands, pushing away from the table as a way to state he was not getting involved.

“Ugh, fine.” with exaggerated movements, Satoru got up. “But I wasn’t kidding when I said they wanted to continue living alone. The boy was such a brat about it, too.”

And then he was gone.

“I swear… a man child.” Kagome slumped over her notes. “How you put up with his antics alone and for so long without losing it, you must be a… a saint or something.”

“Trust me, you get him in line much quicker than I have ever seen.” Suguru smiled.

Kagome whimpered at his statement. Sadly, she really didn’t have much for comparison outside seeing Mama or Suguru wrangle him in. “And yet he frustrates me like no one ever has.”

“I’ll go tell the girls that we’ll be gaining more family members.” Suguru stood up and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Try not to stress it too much.”

Grumbling, she could only take in a deep breath before righting herself. Kagome wondered if this was how Mama felt when she had to deal with the Shikon and all that came with it.

She wondered if she would put up with so much of Satoru’s antics, if he weren’t so attractive. Satoru knew this fact, that she found him attractive, and was not ashamed to use that against her.

And just like that, Satoru had returned. With two children.

“I said no!” the boy wore a fierce expression for one so young, his black hair reminded her of an agitated hedgehog, and his clothes were possibly a few sizes too big for him.

The girl on Satoru’s other side looked a little more subdued, calmer. Her appearance was more neat. “Megumi-kun…” when the girl saw her, she paused in surprise. “Oh! Hello!”

Kagome smiled in return, “Hello. Sorry about Satoru, I asked him to bring you here.” getting up, she approached the two and greeted them as she had the twins a few years back. “I’m Kagome, may I know your names?”

The boy, whom Kagome figured was Megumi continued to pout and turned away. As for the girl, she appeared torn between being polite and unsure. “Well, um, I’m Tsumiki Fushiguro, and that’s my brother, Megumi Fushiguro.”

Megumi’s reaction was instant, disbelief and frustration. Well, as much as he could muster for a boy his age. It was apparent the boy either distrusted adults, or people in general. They would learn which it was soon enough.

“Tsumiki-chan and Megumi-kun, it’s nice to meet you.” smiling, she looked them both in the eye. “Now, Satoru explained a bit about how he’s responsible for taking care of you, but you wanted to stay in your home alone.”

“We’re fine.” Megumi mumbled, his pout quite pronounced.

“I believe you. You gotta be pretty strong and smart to live alone at your age.” head tipping, Kagome watched them. “However, it’s not safe.”

All Kagome could honestly recall, was a high-pitched ringing in her ears after Satoru explained he took in the children, but she could vaguely recall there possibly be others after them. By the sound of it, they would possibly do anything to get to them.

At this point, Suguru approached with the twins. Tsumiki immediately noticed, her hand tugging on Megumi’s sleeve drew his attention.

“Mimiko-chan and Nanako-chan are like you, so you won’t be alone.” at least, Megumi wouldn’t be alone. He had the same aura she was now associating to sorcerers. Tsumiki, she felt like every normal person Kagome has ever crossed paths with.

Her statement seemed to perk Megumi’s interest, his gaze darting to the twins. “...can they do what I can?”

Kagome didn’t know what Megumi could do, nor was she aware of the specifics of what the twins could do. “Ah, that you’ll have to talk to Suguru or Satoru about that. I don’t work with cursed energy.”

Megumi’s gaze grew suspicious when he looked at her. “Yeah… you feel weird.”

“Oi!” Satoru gave the boy a light ruffling of hair. “‘Gome-chan ain’t weird, your prickly brat!”

Megumi looked more his age as he interacted with Satoru. Perhaps, Satoru’s childish antics could help Megumi act more his age.

“Um, Kagome-san, what about all our things?” Tsumiki looked excited, the grip she still hand on Megumi’s sleeve tightening.

“Oh, Satoru can pick it all up.” Kagome gave him a pointed look, ignoring his pout. “In the meantime, the twins can show you around while Satoru, Suguru and I discuss some things. Girls? Do you mind showing Tsumiki-chan and Megumi-kun around the house?”

The girls nodded, warry as they approach and introduced themselves. It wasn’t until all four children left the room and made their way deeper into the house that Kagome stood up.

“I think Tsumiki and Megumi should stay here.” Kagome dusted her knees. “I’ll tell Mama after collecting my things here and bringing them back to the shrine. Don’t know if Tsumiki and Megumi will want to share a room or not.”

“You’re moving out?” Suguru loosely took hold of one of her hands, his expression one of worry.

Giving his hand a squeeze, Kagome smiled up at him. “Oh, it’s like you said, I’ll be close by. Just beyond the gate!”

“...do I really need to get their things?” when both Suguru and Kagome gave him pointed looks, he raised his hands in surrender. “Alright, alright! Teaming up against me, so unfair! Shall I just pick up something to eat for supper while I’m out?”

“Yeah, that would be best” Kagome rubbed at her brow, already going over everything that would need to be done now that Tsumiki and Megumi were here.

Satoru gripped her free hand, drawing her attention. Her cheeks flushed with colour when he pressed a kiss to the inside of her palm. “Hey, no need to worry about everything all at once. Pretty sure Mom will want to pitch in and help, this way you can focus on finishing your final year.”

Kagome turned away from both of them. Not that it would hide her blush. “Y-yeah. You’re right.”

“You go get their things, I’ll help Kagome gather her things from her room.” Suguru gave the hand in his hold a gentle tug, not just to draw Kagome attention onto him, but to copy Satoru’s actions to kiss the inside of her palm.

Really, the two of them. They were working together against her, she knew it, they had to be. “R-right. Let’s get to it then!”

When she turned to lead the way to her room, she missed the shared look between Suguru and Satoru.

Some time later.

The living room was moderately decorated, giving off a festive feel to it. Well, almost. Kagome was working with Satoru and Suguru to decorate for Christmas. The kids had been so excited, school and classmates only encouraging them. So, Kagome roped Suguru and Satoru into giving them a Christmas they would happily recall.

“There… I think that does it?” Kagome climbed down from the stepladder, to observe her handy work with the garland she finished putting up.

Yes, the living room was looking appropriate for Christmas. Due to the living room being in the older part of the house, there was only so much they could do and only so much room they had. So a modest little Christmas tree sat atop a corner table, garlands lined top of the walls, and since they didn’t have a place to hang stockings, Kagome had suggested using the children’s winter boots instead.

“Ah, it does look nice.” Suguru agreed, a pleased smile in place.

Satoru leaned against the wall, apparently done with his task. “Not bad. But… I think there’s something missing.”

Confused, Kagome turned to him. “Missing? What could be missing?”

“No, Satoru is right.” Suguru nodded, his words taking on that sagely tone. “I think it’s a matter of perspective. Come look at it from over here.”

Huffing at the ridiculousness, Kagome moved to stand between them. “There’s nothing missing! We have a decorated tree, even if it is on the smaller side. Garlands along all the walls, a wreath tacked above the door to the backyard, somMF!”

Blue eyes widened into Satoru’s dazzling ones. His seemed to sparkle and dance with joy, his thumbs stroking her cheeks as he continued to kiss her.

It tasted sweet, not because of all the snacks Satoru like to eat, but because it was Satoru. She grew heady, the scent of his cologne surrounded her. And his lips were softer than she could have ever imagined as the gentle brushed against her own.

Satoru’s smirk when he finally pulled was one she had rarely seen. Usually reserved to whenever he managed to fluster her, which happened more often since Tsumiki and Megumi had moved in.

“Wha-what was that-!” her words were cut off when Suguru spun her to face him and claimed a kiss himself.

His was more passionate, still gentle, put just as passionate. Where Satoru was sweet, Suguru was spice. His cologne blended with Satoru’s, the combination making her dizzy and forcing her to cling to Suguru.

Kagome let out a quiet moan when she felt his tongue swipe across her lower lip, only for him to nibble said part of her lip before he finally pulled away.

Panting to catch her breath, Kagome had to wonder if she fell off the stepladder and was dreaming all of this. It took some time to collect herself, still utterly confused about the entire situation.

“Don’t you make for a pretty picture.” Satoru commented, tucking some stray strands behind her ear.

Kagome licked her lips, they still continued to tingle, and she swore she still felt the differences in how they had kissed her. “...what… what was that all about?”

Suguru tipped her chin up, pointing to a little sprig of green leaves and white berries hanging from a red ribbon at the top of the doorway they all stood in. “A lovely Christmas tradition, mistletoe.”

She was stunned. Absolutely stunned. Any comment or question she could have asked was squashed when all four children peaked from over the stairs.

“...does this mean Kagome is our Mama now?” Tsumiki asked, apparently, being the oldest among them made her the leader.

Staring at them, all four faces that were watching eagerly as they waited for a response.

“Wha-” Kagome once again beaten to the punch.

Satoru wrapped an arm around her shoulders, tucking her into his side, as Suguru kept an arm around her waist to fit her securely between them.

“Yup!” as always, Satoru was sure to exaggerate his response. “You brats are lucky! Not every family has awesome parents like us.”

Megumi, sweet brooding little Megumi, stood up completely. “Nah. I’m okay with Kagome being our Mom and Suguru being our Dad, but we don’t need you.” he ignored Tsumiki’s scolding. “I’m going back to bed now. Goodnight… Mom.”

The twins giggled as Satoru gasped. “Don’t expect any gifts under the tree, Gumi-chan!”

The boy merely waved the words off. “Come one… we got our Christmas wish, let’s all go back to bed.”

“Sorry Papa Satoru! Good night, Mama, Papa Suguru!” Tsumiki darted after Megumi, with a bright smile.

Nanako and Mimiko booth stood up as well, also smiling. “Good night, Mama, Papa Suguru, Papa Satoru!” their happy giggles trailed after them as they made their way back to their shared room.

Kagome stood in stunned silence, once again questioning if she had fallen from the step stool, bumped her head, and was now dreaming all of this.

“For the record, and for legal matters, I think Kagome should marry me and take the Gojo name. It’ll offer more protection, especially from the elders.” Satoru commented, tossing a smirk at Suguru. “You’ll be our kept man, right Suguru?”

“Don’t be a dick about it.” Suguru responded. “But… you’re right. It would offer better protection.”

Kagome shook her head. “Uh, do I get a say about any of this?”

“You heard the kids, this is their Christmas wish.” Satoru leaned down to give her another peck. “You don’t want to disappoint them, do you?”

“He’s right, you know. Saying no would crush their dreams, and Mom’s too.” at her sudden glare, he took a step back and raised his hands in surrender.

“You brought Mama in on this?” now there was no way Kagome could say no. They would all guilt trip her.

“Well… she made us swear to let you finish high school first.” Suguru started off, smiling down at her.

“And that we protect you. And the brats. Like that wasn’t a given.” Satoru continued. “And that we at least wait a few more years for more grandkids.”

“Wha- Satoru!” she gave him a smack, adding just a little purification power to it, for a little extra measure. Honestly, Kagome was pretty sure he enjoyed it. Letting out a sigh, Kagome decided that it would be best to discuss all of that later. With Mama present. “Let’s… let’s just focus on Christmas. For the kids!”

Suguru was the first to steal another kiss. “Whatever you say, sweetheart.”

Satoru quickly followed after. “So sweet of you to agree, dear!”

“I didn’t! Arg!” Kagome just decided to just… enjoy Christmas and deal with everything else later.

Well, whatever the future had in store, she had her family with her. “Merry Christmas, girl, it sure is bound to only get more chaotic from here.” with a chuckle, Kagome turned to the kitchen, some hot chocolate sounded pretty good right now.

[muffinsin]

lycan anon here, back at it again, equally as sleep deprived as last time. got my dani concept on the brain. so sorry for the length 😭

succubus daniela dimitrescu. fits her perfectly. succubus daniela dimitrescu, except with a twist. she’s completely inexperienced. brand new, squeaky clean, virgin succubus (where the hell (lol) do they come from? who knows!) that hasn’t been on a single outing- never seduced and drained a single person of their soul, but despite this is CONVINCED she’s the fucking bee’s knees. woefully overconfident and cocky. it’d fool anyone, she’s that good at acting (deluded herself so far into her belief that it comes off as real as a result) and talking big… up until they actually got in bed with her. she probably doesn’t even know how to kiss properly. poor baby needs to be shown how to do everything, but she is extremely eager to learn. continues with her perfect temptress delusion even as she’s actively not doing something well enough and has to be guided to do it better.

daniela is summoned by a (G!P) human mage. they hadn’t actually meant to summon a succubus- they’d intended to summon something else, something powerful that they planned to bind to them and have do their bidding. fucked something up in the spell, and ended up with her instead. but, hey, they won’t let the use of their difficult to obtain materials used during the ritual go to waste. their new plan is to have some fun. no harm in it, they’d pulled out all the stops to ensure their safety during this as a part of their initial plans involving summoning something much more powerful. they quickly discover daniela’s inexperience, and it’s just the cutest fucking thing ever. experienced themself, they take advantage of the opportunity presented to them to play with her and teach her as much as they can. doting on her and feeding her ego. playing along. and dani is sooo convinced she’s in control, entirely unaware of the human’s safety precautions protecting them from her. convinced she’s going to come out of this encounter with a soul under her belt. tricked into thinking this mage is an amateur. up until it’s revealed they’ve decided to stick to their original plan of binding their summoned creature to them after realising the gold they’ve struck. poor, stupid succubaby is made into a pet, complete with a pretty binding collar. and oh, she’s PISSED. outraged. until she’s dominated and fucked dumb by our mage- who is now fully mask off and taking their rightful place as her master- and happily submits. because we know this girl no matter the universe is a sucker for love and attention, and they’re just sooo handsome and sooo sweet to her… so maybe being a pet isn’t so bad after all.

This is some very delicious soup right there!!😳 Sheesh, this got longer than I expected! Not complaining ;)) let’s get into this! ;)

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

Daniela gasps in surprise as colours whirl around her and she is lifted off her feet, merely to be appearing someplace completely different. She blinks, attempting to focus her vision again.

She’s standing in the middle of a cycle of burned powder and strange runes, around her she discovers what must be a laboratory. Bottles of alchemy stand on corners and edges, shelves full of books are stacked along the walls. Tables are set up here and there, holding quills and paper full of writing and runes like the ones at her feet.

The temperature in this odd room is warm, pleasantly so. She hears a heartbeat, loud and clear. Excited, or perhaps afraid? She is no stranger to either reactions upon seeing her.

When the auburn haired woman looks up, she finds a human standing against the wall, just behind a desk that holds papers and books full of incantations, as far as she could tell.

Ah, a mage, she realises.

She smirks at the human, then pulls a playful and seductive smile she’s all too familiar with.

You stare right back at her in surprise. You’re no fool and recognize the woman as a succubus immediately. That…wasn’t quite what you were going for.

You mentally face palm yourself. While the woman looks good enough, as it is to be expected of a creature such as the succubus, she is of little use to your plan.

After all, a succubus doesn’t exactly scream “all powerful servant” to you. You almost pity yourself for the countless rare resources wasted on bringing this creature, this woman, here, and setting up this elaborate net of spells and runes as a way to guarantee your safety. All this for a succubus!

You watch her nudge the burnt powder with the tip of her heel. She’s curious, you note. Her golden eyes catch yours when she looks up at you.

Upon confirming it’s safe to leave the summoning cycle, Daniela steps out, a grin flashing and showing off the sharp teeth settled in her mouth. She smiles at you, playful and sweet.

She feels thrilled! Her first hunt, her first victim! A human mage! Sure, she can think of more valuable souls, but she is proud nonetheless. Mother will praise her for this; she is sure! She will be rewarded greatly for taking this defenceless human’s soul! Daniela giggles again, unable to keep her eagerness at bay.

You watch the woman stalk towards you slowly. She’s playful, yet elegant. She’s seductive, you know this. Yet you feel at ease knowing this creature has not true grip or effect on you. You’re safe, so, perhaps, it wouldn’t be wrong to have some fun.

After all, you spent such a long time looking for the materials, ingredients and resources for this summoning ritual. It would be a crime to let it all go to waste.

And, she is really not at all bad looking. You feel your cock twitch under your robes. She’s just your type.

Her auburn hair glows like fire when the reflection of lights and the fireplace flickers on her, her skin pale yet soft looking. Golden eyes capture your gaze. You have never seen any quite like it.

Her face, soft and roundish, is quite sweet. The woman’s dress clings to her tightly, a large V-Cut revealing her cleavage.

Her gloves are slightly bloodied. You can only imagine what poor soul crossed her path before you, their soul taken and body devoured.

You’re curious about this creature. With your soul and mind safe, surely it won’t hurt to play a little. You have been so lost in your work, your cock could do with some stimulation again.

Daniela smirks widely when she reaches you. The little mage hasn’t even moved! She thinks you’re adorable, utterly helpless for her. Now she too understands the thrill of the hunt and the fun of seduction her sisters would always tell her about. She is excited to finally get a taste herself. She knows, she will top any of their performances. She is, after all, twice as seductive and sweet, is she not?

A gloved hand cups your cheek. “Sweet morsel”, she coos. She bites the inside of her cheek, eyes wide.

Your lips fall open.

Now or never, Daniela thinks eagerly.

You hum when lips come crashing against you- clumsily. You don’t think you’ve ever heard of a clumsy succubus.

But that is all she seems like, her lips barely pushing against yours properly. She struggles pushing her tongue inside, and once you feel it in your mouth, it seems she has difficulty knowing how to proceed.

Your eyes open up. Hers are closed, so that she cannot see your confused frown. She pulls away, smirking and cupping your cheek. “Don’t you worry, my love, you will get more”, she promises breathlessly.

Another time she presses her lips against yours. Again, she is unsure about her tongue, it seems.

She isn’t an experienced kisser, you notice very fast. In fact, she isn’t an experienced anything, judged by how she moans eagerly and keeps her hands hovering between you two awkwardly.

This might get be fun to you, you decide. She’s adorable, struggling with the smallest of tasks, a mere kiss.

The little succubus can’t even brush her tongue against yours properly. You fight the urge to chuckle and coo at her. Despite her futile attempts, she is very sure of herself, moaning and smiling against your lips.

You decide to give into her fantasy. This is interesting…

Daniela moans upon feeling you hum against her. Her little pet appears to enjoy her!

You rest your tongue under her clumsy one, allowing her to at last find it and dominate it with hers. Thankfully, the inexperienced redhead seems to be a fast and eager learner.

Next you push against her properly, smudging your lips against hers, opening a little wider against her rather tense ones. She copies you.

You moan when your little succubus finally does it right, cock twitching. She’s simply adorable!

The woman pulls away again, the smallest of blushes on her cheeks.

You resist the urge to take her already. You can tell she’s on guard now. She might be inexperienced and by far too proud of herself for her achievement of making you moan, but is certainly not foolish. You decide to allow the dear creature to cling onto her sweet fantasy and false sense of dominance a little longer.

“Did you like that, little love?”, she coos. She drags her teeth against your skin, as she has done to many before, easily finding the pulse at your neck.

“Yes, give me more, beautiful, please”, you reply, attempting your best at sounding submissive. Daniela smirks against your skin.

You gasp when you feel her at your neck, licking, biting, licking yet again. “Let’s mark you up, my love. You’re all mine now, aren’t you?”

You’re quick to answer, feigning submission as well as the control of your mind. You’re happy to keep your soul, thank you very much, but don’t mind playing along her little delusions. “Yes, all yours forever, my seductress”

Is the little one trying to create a hickey on you? You smile, knowing she can’t see your face with hers hidden at your neck.

This little succubus is becoming more and more fun.

You wonder how much you can teach her. How inexperienced the poor thing truly is. Will she have ever had a cock in her pussy? You doubt it. Your dick twitches as you merely think of fucking a tight virgin pussy.

More thoughts overtake you, of fucking the redhead and cumming inside her over and over, introducing her to your favourite spells and toys and fill all her virgin holes at ones, make her take it all.

You moan loudly at them, and Daniela grins, believing this to be the result of her sloppy work at your neck. She has created bite marks after bite mark on you.

“You fe-eel so gooood”, you moan softly. She blushes, eyes shutting as she feels satisfied. She knew she’d be better than her sisters! Just how fast have you submitted to her will? She’s the best seductress, she knows this!

“Good Girl, my darling”, she coos. You’re caught off guard by this and buck your hips. The succubus giggles.

You wonder whether she even knows the concept of dirty talk, and if so, how so? Possessiveness strikes you for a moment at the thought of somebody else having taught her this. You want this little succubus all to yourself for today.

“Doesn’t that feel nice, my sweet?”, she whispers. You feel her breasts press against you as she leans closer. Her nipples are hard under the dress she wears.

You pay close attention to her words, and smirk as you gasp at her next bite, finding a pattern at last.

My love,

My darling,

My human,

My sweet,

Sweet morsel

It seems, your inexperienced, poor succubus is quite the fool for love and romance. You almost coo at the woman. She’s making it painfully easy for you, yet this foreplay is making your cock ache. You need her to relief you of it soon.

Daniela gasps when she feels your hands on hers, and giggles as you guide them to your breasts, covering them with yours and squeezing. She resists the urge to coo at you, her pet. You’re so desperate for her! It’s adorable!, she thinks

You moan as your breasts are squeezed, her piercing, golden eyes back on you. “Please, my love”, you whimper. Her eyes widen. “You make me feel so good, my darling”

Daniela blushes a little. She can’t believe it! She’s made you fall in love! Of course, this isn’t too much of a surprise to her. You will only be the first of many, in her eyes.

Although she considers asking her mother to grant her you as a pet. After all, you’re her first! She wants to keep you a little longer, even if you are drained of a soul. She’ll make you feel so good!

She licks alongside your neck, humming seductively. She can tell you’re getting closer. Something about your scent is off, though perhaps it’s only the freshness, she thinks. After all, all her previous meat was captured by her sisters and mother, long drained of a soul already.

She moans when she squeezes your breasts and you let out a gasp. “You make me feel so good, Mistress”

Daniela bites her lip, a fang catching onto it. She’s heard her sisters’s pets calling them this before during feeding times. She feels thrilled to finally have a pet of her own!

You grow restless almost. You don’t want to cum in your garments. Certainly not fully dressed!

“Please, take me. Make me yours, my love. Your soft fingers bring me so much pleasure and aching, oh succubus”, you fake-coo. Despite your words being a little false here and there, you do feel pleasure and aching from her. The pleasure she gives you feels good. You occasionally squeeze her fingers and pull them until she treats you right.

The pet names make the poor succubus feel all hot and needy. Daniela gasps at them, eager and thrilled to have someone in such a state. It’s her right, too!

She can’t wait to push you down and make you eat her core!

You almost huff. It seems your little virgin needs a little more of a hint.

“You’re so beautiful”

“Breathtaking”

“My love”

Each soft spoken phrase is accompanied by moans and whimpers, gasps or groans, and does an excellent job of keeping the woman on her high horse of delusion as you move her hands.

Daniela, on her part, doesn’t even notice it was you that guided her hands. All she realises is your torn open blouse and her hand at the collar. Yes, undressing, of course!

You moan when the redhead at last catches on, dragging your top and bra first, blushing adorably at your bare chest despite her futile attempt of covering it up with a smirk.

“Please, I need you so bad. Please”, you gasp. You feel so close. It’s ridiculous how badly this little succubus turns you on even as she is completely powerless and oblivious.

You’ve long decided you’re keeping this one. While not a companion in the normal sense, not nearly powerful enough to defeat your enemies for you, you know she will make a perfect pet for you. Your own, personal cumdump and toy. You can’t wait to explore the virgin’s sensitive spots and weaknesses, to stretch her with your cock.

Your eyes widen and for a moment you’re scared your protection charm has worn off, just as she drops her garments to the floor.

She is, to her credit, not bad at stripping at all. With slow and sensual movements that seem completely natural to her, she has your eyes hooked on her yet again as she drops the gloves first. Next up her dress follows, pooling on the ground.

Your mouth waters. Your aching cock twitches again when large, soft breasts are revealed to you.

She’s adorable and sexy.

The only thing still covering her are thin, black lace panties.

You groan, blushing when she drops to her knees in front of you.

Daniela eagerly pulls down the rest of your garments, and yet her beautiful, golden eyes widen when she discovers the hard cock between your legs. You nearly laugh, yet cover it up with a cough and moan.

The little virgin is completely caught off guard and it’s the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.

Still, true to her false delusions, Daniela merely smirks and pulls down your underwear, moving her head back when the large cock nearly slaps against her cheek.

This isn’t a problem, she can bring you pleasure! She’s read plenty of books, and even so, you’re utterly hers. She can do whatever she desires…

You groan, hands gripping the table edge and eyes closing shut when you feel her tongue drag against the side of your cock. “Y-Yes! It feels good, please, more!”

She giggles playfully and smirks at your neediness. She can’t wait to tell her family of her successful hunt! How fast her prey gave in and how you begged for her!

More licks. You’re desperate for her mouth on you, yet wonder whether your little succubus even knows of this, let alone how to do it. You reassure yourself you will guide her.

“Please, I ne-eed it….inside, so…bad! I c-aAa! I can’t!”

You’re panting already, close to your orgasm. You force yourself to hold out a little longer. You want to cum down her throat.

Daniela, to her credit, understands the subtle hint. She’s completely into her own world of delusions, giggling and playing with your cock, licking and sucking at spots. It makes you feel dizzy.

You know, you must claim her. You can’t stand to deprive yourself of your ridiculously adorable and seductive pet for much longer.

Daniela hums as her lips wrap around you with difficulty. She gags nearly instantly, and yet it’s enough for you.

She shrieks, noises muffled by your cock, when you thrust forwards suddenly. Golden eyes water and lips part as she gags when thick semen is shot down her throat. The feeling is foreign, and she isn’t entirely sure she can ever get used to it. It feels soft, a little sticky, and warm.

When you pull back slightly, on your way to pull out, and her eyes close contentedly, you decide to strike.

Using a quick and simple rune of retrieving, your fingers clutch around the thick metal collar. Multiple runes and symbols are carved in it.

Daniela shrieks, however, when she feels it snap shut around her neck, your cock slipping out her mouth. She looks up with wide eyes, unsure what happened. Hands come up to cup the collar hugging her throat tightly. She seems to understand.

“How DARE you!”

You can’t hold back your grin. She’s helpless, utterly so, and it’s adorable.

“I am your superior!”

“Uncuff me now!”

“Cease this!”

Daniela’s face is red as she screams insult after insult. You tsk at her. It seems you need to break your new pet in.

“Let me go! What did you do?!”, Daniela screams. She can’t access her swarm, nor any of the powers she possesses. She feels small and helpless.

Clawed fingers tear at the collar, but it doesn’t come lose in any way.

“You will treat me with respect!”

You chuckle at this, grabbing her by her wrists and pulling her along. She struggles, naturally, attempting to cut and bite.

“You’re going to regret this!”

Her futile threats fall on deaf ears.

Daniela gasps when she is pushed over and has her black panties tugged down as you walk past. Thick, soaked pussy lips peek out between large thighs.

Daniela is quickly back on her feet, raging on. “Let me go! Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?!”

“Uncuff me, pet!”, she yells. She attempts to sound as serious and dominant as her sisters do with their pets during feeding times.

Yet you merely chuckle.

Her eyes widen when she sees the leash and rope in your hands, along with items she doesn’t recognise.

You sigh when the redhead attempts to attack. A single snap of your fingers has the collar push her down harshly, into a kneeling position. You relish in hearing the woman’s gasps. She’s such an unruly little thing now…

Daniela shrieks when her hands are grabbed, attempting to tug them free as more and more phrases fall from her lips. Eventually the red rope wraps around her, tying nimble wrists behind her back. She’s fuming.

“You will regre-MGHM! EUGHH!”

You laugh at her, the ring gag stretching her mouth open wide. “That’s better, sweet thing”, you coo.

“You’ve got quite a mouth on you, my pet”

She jumps upon hearing herself being referred to as such. The gag doesn’t allow for much talking.

Daniela eyes you angrily, her head turning as she notices you attempt to put the leash on her.

A moan ripples from the back of her throat when you grip her hair and keep her in place. She’s blushing by the time you let go, leash in place at her thick binding collar. This isn’t at all how this was supposed to go!

“OOH! MHMMM!”

You ignore her shushed and slurred complains, instead easily move the woman and bend her back over the desk. Daniela squirms helplessly, her tiptoes barely touching the ground, her arms bound.

“Don’t you worry, I’ll teach you, pet.”, you coo. She’s fuming, speaking slurred little phrases, demanding you submit to her.

All this does is bring a chuckle from you.

“First lesson, we’re going to teach you to stop being such a little brat”

She tenses, legs kicking.

Golden eyes meet yours as you walk to the other side of the small desk, right to her face. She yelps when your tip is rubbed against her lip.

“Ah, my poor little succubus. We’re now going to teach you how to handle cock down your throat properly”

Daniela’s golden eyes press shut when she feels you thrust inside her wide open mouth, squirming and gripping onto the rope tightly. You’re not gentle with her, instead thrust fast and rough, using her inexperienced mouth however you want. You’ll fuck the brattiness right out her like no one has before.

You groaned at the feeling, the woman’s throat warm and tight. She keeps gagging and drooling, the poor thing entirely unused to such treatment. It makes you feel hot to know you’re the first to push your cock deep down her throat.

“Good girl. See how nice that works now, my sweet, pretty darling?”

She blushes helplessly as her mouth is used. Your balls slap against her chin every time you push inside, your tip at the back of her throat making her gag.

“GMNNN! MGNMMM! HMN!”

You tsk at your little brat, thrusting harder with more of a point to make her gag than bring yourself pleasure.

She gags loudly, whimpering and whining as more thick, salty tears run down her cheeks from feeling your cock so deep in her throat. She seems to obey again, allowing you to continue your normal, albeit fast and rough thrusts.

You feel the warmth of her cheeks when you cup one lovingly. “Look at my little toy learning! That’s it, pet, breathe through your nose”, you coo. She squirms softly for you, eyes pressed shut tightly. You can only imagine how odd it must be for her to believe she’s in charge in one second, dicked down in the next.

Daniela can’t help but blush and moan under your watchful eye. Never in her life has she received this much care and attention. Undivided attention.

Her hair is gripped and the leash is used to keep her in place when you begin to thrust harder. You’re considering playing with spells here and there, altering the state between your legs a little here and there, or perhaps your endurance. You settle for the latter. You know there is plenty left to do with your little redhead.

She doesn’t know what words you chant, nor their meaning, though her eyes widen at the sparks lighting the tip of your fingers.

Upon her surprised look, you squeeze her soft cheek. “Don’t think you had the upper hand for a second, my little succubus”, you whisper. She shivers, the slick between her legs nearly unbearable. She feels the urge to have something inside- you, your cock, fingers, anything given to her.

Daniela now too understands, she greatly underestimated you.

She squeezes her eyes shut when you cum down her throat once again, attempting to turn her head slightly as you pull out and paint her chin and jaw. “You look adorable this way, sweetheart”

She whimpers. All this attention of yours is making her so needy. She feels herself falling for you already; poor little Daniela always too quick to fall and catch feelings, too delusional to tell whether she is loved or it is nothing but a fabric of her imagination.

You cup your hard cock as you pull out of her entirely, tapping her nose to have her reopen her eyes.

“Now, are we going to behave, pet?”

She whimpers and nods miserably, hissing when you at last take the uncomfortable gag off.

You don’t give the inexperienced little thing time to talk.

“What’s your name, beauty?”

Her face flushes pink.

“Daniela Dimitrescu”, she answers obediently. She whimpers, legs pushing together. She’s never been this needy, despite being a succubus, and all she wants is to be taken so bad.

“Patience, my little pet. At first we will see whether you’ve learned and improved. Don’t think you can fool me, little virgin”

She gasps audibly at this.

“Open up, my adorable Daniela”

She blushes even brighter as her name is used. Ever eager to learn, as well as to receive pleasure, praise and attention, she opens her mouth wide. You smile at her.

“Good Girl, that’s it. Now, don’t you bite down, or we’re going to have some serious trouble, Daniela. I’m not above punishment”

The thought excites her.

You push yourself in again, moaning at her gags around you. Each has her throat tighten around you.

She breathes through her nose immediately this time. You praise her for this. It seems your eager little succubus is indeed a fast learner.

“Now, just wrap your lips and tongue around me, little succubus”

You hiss when she bites down a little, yet your gaze hardens when you see the little smirk she still sports with you in her mouth. So she is a little brat.

You decide to save that for later.

“Now wrap your tongue a-aAh, Y-Yes!”

She hums, her delusional mindset at last somewhat correct. She is good with her tongue, despite her movements being sloppy and inexperienced.

You grip her hair, thrusting slowly as she licks along your cock inside of her, sucking slowly. Surprisingly, the friction of her sharp nails rubbing against you lightly is arousing.

She sucks you eagerly, the little succubus’s skill at last raising. You groan. She’s hot, and adorable, and all yours. You feel her collar at the other side of her neck when you thrust deep.

You allow your little pet to keep going for a while, watching with a blush and arousal clear as day in your eyes as she grows confident once again- and rightfully so.

She swirls her tongue around you, eager to experiment. You let her, moaning softly and holding her cheek. Daniela eagerly sucks up all the attention and affection she gets, even as she is bound and bent over, bound to you by a ritual and spell by far too advanced for the succubus to even attempt to understand.

“A-AH!”

Daniela giggles slurred at your sounds as she bobs her head back and forth.

You groan, your grip on her hair tightening as you make her throat you a little deeper. “That’s right, what a good little girl you can be”

She hums, hips rolling against the desk. You know she must be soaked, her tight cunt drooling. You’re eager to find out, but calm yourself: there is plenty time.

Still, it might not be wrong to prepare the redhead a little for your cock. After all, you can imagine the poor thing won’t have an easy time accepting even your tip into her.

Daniela whimpers when you slip out her mouth. She was in the middle of pleasuring you!

She shivers when you walk up behind her, sliding your hands across her behind. Thick thighs and a beautifully round ass greet you. She’s sensitive.

“YAH!”

The redhead shrieks in embarrassment upon feeling your index and middle finger pull her pussy lips apart. Her blush is hot on her entire face. You hum, licking your lips at the wetness that coats her and drools out of her. She’s so tight, you barely see her little hole. How could you fit inside? You’re eager to find out!

“Now just relax, little succubus”, you coo.

Daniela gasps when she feels a fingertip press against her, her eyebrow rising as she feels it inside. The more you push it in, the better it feels.

Daniela’s eyes cross when you curl your finger inside, her knees weak as she presses her thighs together. It’s unlike anything she’s ever felt!

“Good, I see you’re handling my finger well, my darling pet”

Daniela pants as another is squeezed inside, whimpering at the small stretch she endures. You hum again. Her wetness makes this easier for you.

She whimpers when you pull back out of her, just when it started to feel so good!

Instead her eyes follow yours as you reach forwards, hand wrapping around the handle of a small dagger at your desk. She tenses, whimpering. Bound to you and yours to own, hands tied and legs weak after the throat fucking and small tease she has received, she is utterly helpless for you.

You coo at her, brushing your hand gently over thick, auburn hair. She relaxes again.

“Don’t you worry, sweet Daniela. You’re mine now”, you whisper, leaning forwards as to whisper in her ear. You groan as if causes your erect cock to press up between her warm ass cheeks. “I’ll make sure nothing and nobody hurts my little pet”, you promise in a hushed voice. She mewls below you.

“Now, let’s make sure you’re a little stretched for me until I decide to make use of your tight pussy”, you decide, drawing back yet again.

The woman gasps below you when the tip of the knife’s handle is rubbed through her slit. “Mhmmm, yes!”, she moans, hips grinding eagerly. She’s so adorable for you, believing she can get off without penetration from you.

Her mouth drops open and a shriek is heard in the laboratory as the knife’s handle is pushed inside, stretching her a little and keeping her that way for you. She attempts to push her legs together, and squeaks at the pain caused by the blade. Quickly, her thighs spread again.

Daniela hisses and moans when you playfully slap her round ass, watching hungrily as it jiggles for you. She’s the perfect fucktoy for you. You realize despite not earning what you had originally hoped for, the summoning ritual left you with such a sweet prize nonetheless.

She gasps when you pull her off the table and push her up against the wall, her legs trembling already. She’s utterly soaked, and you haven’t even begun playing with her properly yet.

You untie the wrists of the succubus with ease, instead grab her hands and pull her close to you. She gasps as she is pulled down a little, golden eyes staring up at you obediently.

“I think it’s at last up to me to teach you how to use your mouth and hands, sweetheart.”, you say.

Daniela shrieks when her hair is grabbed and her head is brought forwards, lips smudged against your right nipple, her chest pushed up against your stomach.

Her virgin pussy grips the knife’s handle tight, despite the wetness that seeps from her.

You tsk at your adorable, inexperienced pet. “Wrap your lips around it, little succubus”

She eagerly does so, ever so happy to learn. You gasp when she sucks immediately, lips smearing black lipstick on you, teeth grazing against your skin messily.

“Good…Girl! Yes!”

She hums at the praise, feeling her ego stroked yet again. She thrives off the feeling.

You gently grab her soft hands, guiding them to your hardened and dripping cock. She gasps at the sensation.

“Wrap them around, and stroke up and down, my beautiful slut”

Her cheeks burn. You’re vulgar, and caring, and sweet to her. You’re shamelessly exploiting all her weaknesses. She clenches around the handle, whimpering, yet obeying.

Your head is thrown back at her touches. Her soft hands explore eagerly, touching your tip and shaft, reaching down to cup and squeeze your heavy balls. She is eager and needy for you, just as she should be.

Daniela hums around your nipple, sucking a little harder. You hold the back of her hand lovingly, yet forcefully, not allowing her to pull away for even a moment.

Her nipples are hard against yours.

“Now raise one hand to my other breast, little lamb”

She blushes, but does as she is told, the brat teased out of her at the moment. She feels humiliated by the blade’s handle deep in her pussy, and yet can’t help but moan around your nipple.

Daniela gasps when she feels one of your hands come up to her breasts. “Copy me, pet”

She nods as she gets back to sucking you, her left hand stroking up and down your cock, squeezing and holding you tight, the right resting on your breast.

You feel closer again, her hand heavenly around you, her mouth and fingers equally so.

Beautiful whimpers fill the room when you tug her tiny nipple. She copies the action, and you moan loudly.

You rub hers between your fingers, she does the same.

You’re so proud of how this little vixen is turning out.

“Stroke over my tip, pet”

She moans and hums, hips rolling as she obeys. You laugh at the poor, needy thing, oh so desperately trying to get more pleasure for herself.

You squeeze her nipple and she jumps. You groan when she copies the action. “I see you’re learning now, my dear”, you whisper. Golden eyes stare up at you, and you smile breathlessly as she is whimpering around your breast.

“Come here, kiss me”, you demand when you feel painfully close.

“Let your new master show you how to control a mouth properly”

Daniela’s lips once again push against yours. Immediately she moans when your tongue dominated hers effortlessly, sucking and pulling her closer by her leash. She gasps when you bite her lip, her tongue connected to yours with shared spit when you pull away from her.

You tug her close again, dominating her mouth with ease.

You’re so close.

The succubus moans into your mouth as she tightens around the handle, her nipple squeezed and toyed, her tongue dominated easily.

She groans as her tongue is bit and sucked lightly, and her breast squeezed.

You moan loudly, thick ropes of cum shooting against her stomach. The red haired woman gasps at this, smirking a little as she raises her hand to taste you. The sight is erotic as anything.

“Get back on the table”, you command breathlessly. You can’t wait any longer. You won’t, either.

The moment she’s on the table you pull out the handle, examining its soaked state. “Relax, my little succubus. It will only hurt a moment”

She whimpers, eyes pressed shut when you push forwards. She gasps, sharp nails digging into the wooden table. You’re by far larger than the small handle, and when you merely bump against her tight hole, you wonder whether you will fit at all.

Thankfully, after pushing harshly, your thick tip slips inside. You’re sensitive, and feel as if you could cum from feeling her wrapped around you alone. She’s warm, soft and wet.

“P-Please! It won’t fit!”, she shrieks when you keep pushing. You stroke her cheek gently, your other hand set on her fleshy hip. “Ssshh, let me handle this, pet”, you answer simply. You’re careful with her, unwilling to completely break your newest toy just yet.

At last, you’re about a third inside. She’s writhing beneath you, moaning and blushing hotly, arching her back and gasping at every little inch you put inside of her.

You pull out a little, and feel her tighten around you.

When you push back in, a little more of her tight pussy is stretched.

This keeps on going for several minutes, filled with moans and gasps, until at last you’re fully nestled inside the woman’s sweet cunt.

“M-More please”, she begs. She’s on the verge of an orgasm, her cunt full and her breasts cupped in her own hands.

“There we go, it seems you’ve remembered your manners, darling”, you praise. She gasps when you thrust again, and you moan and groan loudly. She’s heavenly wrapped you. Nothing you’ve had could compare to this.

“Y-Yes! Please! I-A-AA!”

Daniela screams as she cums, her cunt tight and warm, her hands covering her sweet face as she creams around you. You’re unbothered- this is your treat now.

The sweet succubus sings moan after moan, scream after scream for you as you begin hard, fast thrusts into her. She’s your toy, your claimed pet, bound to you until eternity- you know you won’t set your precious prize free.

It’s about time the needy ginger is treated as the slut she is for you. Your hips thrust harshly, an unforgiving and rough pace demonstrating your lust for her.

Daniela is pushed up and down the table by the force you use on her, breasts bouncing and lips spreading to let out moans and such.

You know the inexperienced woman won’t be able to handle all that many orgasms of her own, yet are determined to bring her to a second, intense one at the very least.

Daniela feels this too, her cunt aching and feeling so good at the same time. She feels stuffed and torn in two, satisfied and greedy at the same time.

The little succubus must wait no longer, her golden eyes fighting to stay open as she eyes you.

With a thrust deep and forceful you cum, shooting thick, white ropes of cum inside the woman, and in return receive warm and wet cream around your hard cock.

She screams, her head thrown back against the table as she pants and whimpers, filled pussy on fire, air utterly knocked out of her.

You pull her close to you, her near limp body easily falling against yours. You feel her ragged, warm breath against your neck as you place a small mark on her neck.

Smirking at the bite and hickey adorning her pale neck, an idea for your next lesson comes to your mind.

[husbandhoshi]

[5:00 PM]

lee chan never misses a beat.

one of your favorite things to do is watch him. the cocktail shaker turns to liquid gold in his hands, and no matter what terrible remix the dj decides to play for the night, you can never miss the hum of one of his perfect pours.

if you weren't competing for tips, you might say you had a bit of a thing for him.

but who doesn't? on weekends, the music is loud, and you think the easiest place to fall in love is here, at a college bar where vodka runs like water and you can't hear the sound of your own better judgment. truly, it's just a bonus that its star bartender wears the hell out of a button-up.

it's the slow hour, or, as mingyu likes to call it, free money, since all he does in the kitchen is throw shots while frying off the leftover mozzarella sticks before the friday night rush. the bar is empty, and the minutes pass like honey. usually, you prep your station and punt half-baked insults at chan, who isn't above returning the favor.

but today seems different. you watch him fumble with the strainer as he finishes up a mojito, seemingly in slow motion. he's already had to do a few remakes, and you can't remember the last time that's happened.

"think fast."

you toss chan an empty glass, which he nearly drops.

"sheesh," he grumbles. "trying to take my head off and it's not even 7 yet."

"sorry." you grin, and you watch him fight down his dimples as they fold up in return. "you were in a staring match with that poor girl's margarita."

"horrible week." he runs a hand through his hair. "i think i need a drink more than anyone else."

"boo hoo. wipe your tears with your tip money."

chan rolls his eyes at you, and you prepare to double down before it occurs to you that you couldn't keep teasing him even if you wanted to.

the only thing you know about him is, one, that he's old enough for this job, and, two, that he goes to your university. you've tried to guess what he's studying before, but nothing seems quite right—he's too practical for the humanities and not quite miserable enough to be in the sciences. last week, you saw him count a handful of change at least four times, so math was off the table.

regardless, it feels wrong to see chan, seemingly impenetrable to the perils of academia, winded by a bad week at school.

before you can say anything, the lone couple on chan's end of the bar flags him down and orders two off-menu cocktails with a million modifications. you watch the defeat write itself all over his face as he trudges over to you, and you decide it's time for an intervention.

"you," you say, pressing a finger to his chest. "sit. no questions."

chan frowns but acquiesces—he's learned the hard way not to cross you. instead, he takes a seat on the other side of the bartop and watches you make the drinks instead. you've run through these steps too many times to count; everything from the waxy twist of the orange peel to the bell-toll of the stirring spoon is second nature, except now it's also decidedly not. chan's gaze is surprisingly warm and it bothers you.

you slide the two drinks down and put a third in front of your weary coworker, who looks more and more confused by the second.

"drink," you tell him. it's a pint of beer, namely his favorite brand, although you'd rather die than reveal that it is not, in fact, a coincidence that you know this.

he first looks confused, then relieved. then he has the gall to smile at you, and you almost choke on your own heartbeat.

"are you trying to get me too drunk for my shift so you can poach my tips?" he raises an eyebrow before his expression disappears under the lip of the glass. "or is this a set-up? so you can report me for drinking on the job?"

"no and no, although those are good ideas." you bite the inside of your cheek as you piece together what you want to say—honestly, you didn't think you'd get this far. "what class?"

"what?"

you busy yourself with washing the two and a half glasses in the sink so that you don't have to maintain eye contact with him.

"you heard me."

"education studies," he sighs. "we had a three part midterm this week."

"education studies? you want to be a teacher?"

"is that a bad thing?"

no, it isn't. actually, it's the furthest thing from being bad—you picture chan in a too-big cardigan reading the very hungry caterpillar to a room of small children, and it genuinely makes you feel a little bit hungover.

"no, i just..." you search for your next jab at him, but it escapes you. "i didn't expect it, that's all. it...suits you."

"you're an art major, right?"

he says this as you're in the middle of rinsing the same glass for the third time, and you almost break it. "—how'd you know?"

"you always leave your sketchbook in the break room. you're really good, you know." then he holds up his hands like he's being mugged. "n-not that i snooped or anything. you just forget it sometimes, so i try to put it back in your bag after shift if i see it out."

suddenly things make a lot more sense. you've lost track of the times you've walked back to the bar after work thinking you forgot it, only to find it neatly tucked away in your backpack. the mental image of chan agonizing over whether or not to touch your stuff would make you laugh if it wasn't so endearing.

it makes you think about all the other small kindnesses you've allowed each other—the nights where he'd lend you his jacket if the air was cranked too high, or the times you'd cover for him when he'd show up late. or now, with this stupid pint glass you keep refilling and the floaty feeling in your head.

you look up from your nonexistent task to look at him, only to find that he's also looking at you, that he's been looking at you. something in your chest feels like it's being steamrolled, and if you weren't so concerned with swallowing down the heat in your cheeks, you'd notice that he was doing the same.

thankfully, mingyu emerges from the kitchen to ruin the moment. he has nachos in one hand and curly fries in the other, which is, in your opinion, the only acceptable way to do so.

"finally," he says, clapping chan on the back. "you guys have stopped ogling each other and started actually talking!"

your stomach drops, and you think you and chan actually gasp in unison, like you're in a cartoon. mingyu cackles. this is going to be a long night.

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

bro Via has a receding hairline 💀 poor girl's balding _and_ she has to deal with her father's bullshit.

Sheesh, poor thing. Premature female balding. Girl needs all the therapy she can get.

[callmeklair]

Cinderella

okay so this got really really long so I had to shift the behind the scenes part for another post at last moment. Also I'm really sorry for how long this might look, I did try to edit it in small font but it was just unreadable so yeah >.<

[no beta because me is sick]

prepare yourselves for a ride. also special mention to @its-irsaa-fyp because our random midnight talk brought this au to life

hope you guys enjoy it ^^

this story revolves around a kind-hearted and beautiful girl named Yui Komori who lives with her stepmother and stepsisters. Her own mother died a long time ago, and father just met with an accident recently while on his way to travel.

???: oh~ cinderella~! cinderella~~!— Yui! Yui!

???: where did she disappear!? me and teddy are starving! is she still asleep!!?

unfortunately for Yui, her stepmother and stepsisters were not that welcoming as from the start they referred to her as Cinderella.

"someone or something that is given little attention or care, especially less than they deserve"

to mock her.

Yui: *sigh* they are at it again.

Yui stretched her sleepy arms as the birds started singing to awaken her and her favorite three mice pulled away the blanket to snuggle on her lap to get some morning pats.

these animals were the only ones who took care of her in this cold and insufferable household.

one of the three mices suddenly spoke to get Yui's attention.

Azusa: why… don't you just… run away from here?

Ruki: Azusa, it's not that easy for humans to run away like us animals. they need backup and basic requirements before moving away to guarantee their safety and survival.

Yuma: sheesh, glad I'm a mouse. if only you had done some good deeds in your previous life, then you would have been a mouse like us, Yui.

Yui chuckled at Yuma's comment and shook her head which made him blush. was it out of embarrassment or shyness? nobody knows. well of course except his brothers Ruki and Azusa.

Ruki: you should leave, before they barge into your room and mess it up like last time.

Yui: right! you are right! I'll see you guys later, take care until then.

she kissed each mice' head and left.

Ayato: what took you so long!? yours truly is starving!

Yui: I'm sorry stepmother, this won't happen again.

Ayato: you said that last time too!

Laito: now now mother, please let it be. poor Cinderella needs her beauty sleep too. After all, I'm pretty sure you won't want an ugly little thing with dark circles lurking around the house like a ghost while doing her chores. it'll be unsightly.

Kanato: as much as I hate her for making me and teddy wait, I agree with laito. it'll be really unpleasant to watch her like that. her pretty average looks are the only thing that is keeping me sane as I watch her face everyday while walking around the house. she's already ugly, don't make it worse.

Ayato: tch, you two. fine, you are spared this time on my daughters' request. but now… you have already wasted our precious time, go make the breakfast and, I don't think I need to repeat about your daily chores.

Yui: understood.

she bowed her head to them like a daily routine and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

later during the meal, while she was serving their breakfast something in their conversation perked her up

Ayato: we have received an invitation from our monarch for the prestigious royal ball that is going to be held in five days. it is rumored that the prince is looking for a wife through this occasion and will make her his queen after taking over the throne.

Laito: ah that sounds so wonderful! but why throw a ball when he can marry a very influential family and also, in the future he is destined to marry a lot of women to stabilize his kingdom. ah~ I really wanted to become his one and only.

Kanato: try getting out of your genius fantasies and assumptions, he'll never marry someone like you even if he wants to keep only one wife. I'm more suitable. me and teddy. right teddy?

Ayato: that's the thing. the current prince only wants to have one wife on his side who'll help him run the kingdom through her ideas and opinions too and not just influence.

Laito: hmmm isn't the king, the current prince's older brother who is still single and healthy, still ruling the kingdom. why will they look for a wife for the prince and not the king?

Ayato: dunno, probably not interested in marriages. and about the prince, he doesn't look like he has any intention to take over the kingdom but who knows what goes around in politics. definitely why they are looking for a wife for him due to this.

Laito: awww man, I thought if not prince then I could get a chance with the king as a backup but looks like I'll have to rely on my natural beauty and talent to press my presence into the prince's heart.

Kanato: gross.

Yui: can I join the ball too? I promise I'll complete all the chores! I'll clean the house to it's finest, laundry your clothes, iron them, and make your favorite foods. Everything.

The three's eyes widened at her request.

Kanato: what made you think, a mere incompetent average mediocre women like you can attend with us—!

Ayato: Kanato. it's alright.

the stepmother stopped her youngest child's tantrum and turned to Yui with an evil smile.

Ayato: fine. I'll let you join us-

Kanato & Laito: mother!

Ayato: shush. I'm still speaking. so Yui, you can join us… only if you complete all the listed chores I give you everyday.

Yui: that's alright with me! thank you!

Ayato: don't thank me so soon. you even have not started working on the chores yet.

the evil smile just grew wider. but Yui chose to ignore it and left the dining area to start preparing for her chores.

Laito: mother?

Ayato: you guys are worrying too much, she doesn't even have proper clothes except those rags. and to think about going to the ball without a proper dress? fufu she'll either be kicked out or made a laughing stock. but I'm pretty sure she won't be even able to step out of this house, as that much of the task and chores will be given to her from me.

on the corner, the three mice were watching the whole ordeal and Yuma just grew angry at the insolent behavior of these people towards Yui and her pure wish & will to go to the ball.

Yuma: those damn bastards- that stepmother is definitely planning something evil. the wickedness is in the air, I can't breathe anymore ugh!

Azusa: Ruki… we need to protect her and help her prepare for the ball.

Ruki: that's right! let's have a talk with her first and see what she is planning for the ball.

the three mice left the scene and went to their Yui.

Yuma: Yui! Yui! what are your plans for the ball?

Yui: ..! you guys know?

Ruki: of course we do, we are mice. our ears are everywhere.

Yui: oh I see. Well I of course don't have a dress so I'm planning to make one, I still have one of my mother's dresses which I can try to remake using various accessories and jewels.

Ruki: is that the pink one you showed a long time ago?

Yui: yes that's the one.

Yuma: then we'll help you remake it! you know those smelly wicked people are definitely planning something unpleasant and difficult for you.

Yui: Shush Yuma, that's not how you talk about people, especially behind their backs. and I'll really appreciate your guys' help my sweet adorable mice.

She rubbed their heads and ruffled around their chin to gesture her gratitude.

the three of them purred.

Now Yui was busy doing all her listed difficult and nasty chores. her stepmother really didn't want her to come so badly that she stooped so low in giving chores.

While on the other hand, the mice called for the birds and explained to them about the situation. Upon hearing this, the birds whistled and called more of their friends from the forest behind the house and with this, all of them proceeded to make a dress for Yui, so beautiful that even the prince will not be able to get up after falling from looking at her. not from the floor, not from his affection.

Days passed and the time for the ball was here. But Yui didn't look very excited as in the past few days, her stepmother really gave her so many tasks that she didn't even get the time to touch her mother's dress. The moment she'll complete those tasks and go to her room in the attic, she'll fall on the bed and sleep due to all the tiredness.

Yui:....! huh! How is this-!

Yuma • Azusa • Ruki • animals: surprise!

Yui was in awe and in tears as she saw the most beautiful dress she has ever seen in her whole life. These animals really remade the old dress into something new with their tiny hands, paws and beaks. She repeatedly thanked them as she stepped forward and took the dress to try it out.

Yuma: You look gorgeous!

Azusa: pretty!

Ruki: As expected, my imagination was on point.

Yui: you guys are really really adorable! I love you so much.

*church bell rings from afar*

Yui: oh no! it's almost time for the ball, I'm leaving. love you guys.

Ruki: we'll escort you out.

Yui and her companions moved to the door just when the stepmother and the stepsisters were about to leave.

Yui: wait, I'm coming too!

The three of them turned around and looked enraged at her beautiful sight.

blinded by jealousy, the sisters tore Yui's dress saying the jewels on her dress resemble their belongings as the mother just watched.

Yui: … why?

she was on the brink of tears.

Ayato: just cause'.

with that they left.

finally the tears poured from her eyes, she didn't want to cry in front of them to fuel their enjoyment more, and ran away from the scene.

the mice followed her, angry yet they couldn't do anything. if only they were human. if only.. if only… if only…

*magical noises*

???: I hear desperate wishes.

mice: !!!

Yui, who was crying on the bench, suddenly looked up and saw a handsome black haired man with pale magenta eyes wearing glasses in a…. blue gown?

Yui: you are?

???: Reiji. Your fairy godmother.

Yui: …

Reiji: what?

Yui: I think I'm hallucinating due to crying too much.

Reiji: and what is that supposed to mean?

Yui: aren't fairy godmothers females?

Reiji: ….

Yui: ….

Reiji: are you…

Yui: ?

Reiji: Are you doubting my profession? Do you know how hard it is to work in this profession? The ethics and norms says nothing about specific gender in this field. What is this gender discrimination!? Can't believe in this time and era, there will be people who'll show such impudent and narrow minded thinking. I knew it, I was born in the wrong generation.

Yui never expected that her simple question would end up with her getting a whole lecture.

Reiji: good grief *sigh* you are helpless.

Yui: isn't that why you are here?

Reiji: now miss mam, I think you don't know how the fairy godmother system works. We-

Yui: another one. here we go (⁠╥▽╥⁠)

Yui: okay okay, I understand.

Reiji: you better.

Yui: So why are you here?

Reiji: to help you out of course. I heard your deepest desires and wishes from far away. and as a compassionate person* I'm here to fulfill your dreams.

*compassionate person X

because it is my profession. ✓

Yui: really? but how?

Reiji: We can start with that dress of yours.

Reiji took out a white wand from his sleeves as he performed the spell bibidi babidi boo and transformed Yui's dress into a beautiful sparkly silver gown with glass heels while also styling her hair with jewels and sparkles.

Yui: oh my gosh! you are amazing.

Reiji: keke, of course. I'm an expert in my profession, as expected of me. hmm but there's still something amiss.

Yui: how am I supposed to go to the ball? on heels?

Reiji: right! that was what it was missing.

Reiji danced his wand again as he turned a full grown pumpkin, from the corner, into a carriage.

Reiji: perfect. now we are ready.

Yui: who is going to drive it?

Reiji: those three mice glaring at me from the start.

Yui turned at the direction of Reiji's stare and saw her companions glaring daggers. But such thing was completely normal for Reiji as he danced his wand again and turned the mice into humans.

*poof*

Azusa: we are…

Ruki: humans now.

Reiji: for now. Listen to me and remember one thing very carefully, once the clock strikes midnight, my spell will be lifted and everything will be turned back to how it was i.e. your torn dress, pumpkin, mice, everything and everyone.

Yui: I understand, thank you so much.

Yuma: ugh this body is tall, why am I the only one like this!?

Yui: if only you would have done some good deeds.

Yui joked around repeating Yuma's comment from that day and the latter in turn grew more furious.

Reiji: bickering for later. the ball is starting soon. now if you don't want my precious energy and stamina I invested in you to go to waste. Please.

Yui: wait! what if my stepmother and stepsisters recognize me!? it'll be over for me.

Reiji: ah that's true, let me cast another enchanting spell on you which will act like an illusion.

he danced his wand again.

Reiji double checked and made sure everything is at point and now

he pointed at the carriage door's direction, impatient for them to leave. He had to go fill in his reports as early as possible to get some increment.

The three mice, now humans, discussed something among themselves and decided that Ruki & Azusa will be the escorts while Yuma will be the driver.

before Yuma could argue more, Yui looked at him with hopeful eyes and he wasn't able to say anything.

Without anymore further ado, they left for the ball.

———————x

Subaru: tch. I'm not dealing with this nonsense anymore! 

Inside the ballroom, Subaru was starting to get frustrated in the upper room, where royals watch the people from above. 

Just a few hours ago, Shu, his older brother, the current king, lazily barged into his room and dropped the bomb that the ball was actually being held to find a bride for him. Until now he was just kept in the dark and was only told that a royal ball will be held for political purposes and so he assumed that it must be something to do with his king position but now this… this was frustrating.

All he could see was disgusting coaxing of females and the nobles trying to get their daughter with the prince. It got worse when suddenly a maiden with reddish brown hair and green eyes winked at him and 'nfu'-ed at him. Right now Subaru was running away from that maiden and successfully managed to ditch him. 

Subaru sighed as took in the familiar scenario of the grand corridors of this spacious castle. 

Subaru: tch. well now that I'm here, might as well roam around and cool myself down until that brother of mine and his followers drag me into this whole set-up mess again. 

Subaru walked but tensed up when he saw a beautiful gown. 

Subaru: not another one

He looked around to find a hiding spot until..

Subaru: …..! 

Subaru: she is ethereal

no no no, that shouldn't change his decision as he has already seen some beautiful/pretty faces tonight trying to suck him up, be it by their own will or their family's will. 

he shouldn't stop himself just because of an ethereal looking woman. but it was too late, she already saw him.

???: uhm hello? uh, do you know the direction of the ballroom? I'm kind of lost here. 

It looks like she didn't recognise, good for him. But sooner she might if someone from palace suddenly shows up and reveals his identity because of the formalities. 

Subaru: You are? 

Yui: oh… uh I was supposed to attend the ball with my family but due to cho— circumstances I wasn't able to depart with them on time.

She really let herself be open around and introduce herself without any hesitation. such a vulnerable prey. 

Subaru: let me do the honor and take you.

Yui: you will? thank you! 

the little rabbit has fallen into the hands of a beast. 

Yui: oh right! what is your name? Need to know your name to express my gratitude later for your each and every help. 

Subaru: Subaru. 

Yui: I see…

Subaru didn't say his full name because he didn't want his cover to be lifted, at least not yet especially when he gets to see her such beautiful smile making her eyes shape into alluring crescents.

He silently took her to the ballroom, so that people wouldn't notice him and expose him. 

Yui came back to her senses from her daze of taking in the marvelous interior of the palace when she realized that Subaru had taken her to the dance floor and both of them were waltzing now. 

Yui: S-subaru-kun!?

Subaru: shh. 

Yui blushes as she finally takes in his appearance illuminated by the golden lights of the ball room and how dazzling he looked with that silver pink hair and his scarlet eyes. 

Subaru wanted to quietly enjoy his moment with this ethereal girl he just met. He wanted to know more about her. He wanted to make her his own. He was intrigued. her soft expressions, her soft voice, her smile, her vulnerability, everything. He wanted to know them deeply. 

As Subaru and Yui were enjoying their peaceful dance with love filled eyes looking into each other with the desire to get to know each other more, Yui's stepmother and stepsisters were seen from afar as Ayato looked carefully and started to doubt how much the girl dancing with the prince looked familiar.

Ayato: No it can't be her, she doesn't even have a dress and the one she has we destroyed it. must be some other girl looking like her. 

Meanwhile Shu watched the scene in front of him unfold and sighs following with a lazy but genuine smile, glad that his younger brother finally found someone for him. With Subaru's past and his mental health condition this past few weeks, Shu decided to look for someone who'll help his brother out. 

Time passed and Yui and Subaru were at the balcony at the end of the ballroom to get some fresh air and get to each other. the more they talked to each other, the more they found each other falling for the other person. At first it was a little awkward so they started with random small talks and in between Subaru finally revealed his true identity. Yui was shocked and tried to bow curtly as she started being formal but Subaru stopped her. 

He wanted to spend time with her as a normal person. 

Has it been an hour or two since they started talking? Subaru doesn't know and doesn't care, the only thing that matters to him is the girl in front of him. At first he just wanted to see what she was capable of when she so openly left herself in his care, a beast's care. but now, there's more to it. 

He stepped forward and circles his arm around her waist pulling her closer. Yui squeaked at his sudden movement. Shy, she asked him what he was doing but instead of a reply she was met with a closer image of his face and realized their lips were getting closer. He didn't wait or hesitate as he landed a kiss on her lips in his daze of watching her intensely. 

At first Yui didn't know what to do as her heart and mind were saying different things. In the end she kissed him back, entangling her hands in his soft hair.

it went on for a few minutes as each second Subaru would try pulling himself closer to her or pulling Yui closer to him to deepen the kiss. 

Yui slowly opened her eyes to try parting with him to catch a breath but her eyes flew open when her gaze fell on the watch behind Subaru.

Yui: shoot! it's going to be midnight in 10 minutes. 

Yui's slowly pushed Subaru away who looked surprised. 

Yui: I'm sorry, but I need to go, it's getting late.

Subaru: it's alright, I'll order my people to drop you at your home so it won't matter.

Yui: no! i mean it's alright, i won't want to trouble you, your high-

Subaru: I told you to drop the formalities. and, it's not troublesome.

what should she do? if she stays here any longer her illusionary dress and everything will be exposed and she is worried if the connection they have until now, will it disappear if Subaru sees her true form?

Yui apologizes again as she slowly gets out of Subaru's grip and runs for the main gate to leave. Subaru shouted for her to wait for him and followed after her. Yui was rushing and rushing when suddenly Subaru caught her hand stopping her in her tracks at the stairs of the main gate.

Yui looked at the watch, terrified she gently held his hand and got her hand out and rushed again.a pologizing to him while running away.

and also, dropping one of her glass shoes on the stairs on the way. she did stop in her tracks to go above and pick it up but decided not to as the watch ticked over and over again in her ears, like a warning.

Subaru: wait! you never told me your name!

subaru cried out, but it was already too late as Yui had already disappeared, only her forgotten glass show left behind. picking it up, Subaru decided to find the girl no matter what. his determination through the roof.

Next morning, Subaru's bestie, Kou visited him after hearing about the rumors of his dearest friend being seen with a girl and looking at her with love filled eyes.

Subaru was already frustrated at Kou's arrival but started gritting his teeth at the non-stop blabber and teasing of the latter man in front of him.

Kou: aww c'mon man, you can't keep your bestie in the dark!

Subaru: who are you calling your friend!? i don't ever remember having such a relationship with you!

Kou: Hey Subaru-kun! you hurt me. I have been your reading partner since we were ten.

Subaru ignored Kou's annoying chatter, as he gazed at the glass show in his hand. oh how so badly he wanted to find her and keep her to himself. He swore he wouldn't let her get out of his grip anymore.

…!?

was he becoming possesive? even Subaru was shocked at his thoughts.

Shu: stop looking at it like that. The girl won't magically appear out of nowhere if you keep glaring at it.

Shu has entered the room.

Shu: I'll help you find her.

He gestures his hand at three men behind him to take the shoes and leave for the town to find the girl whose foot fits in the shoe.

Subaru recognised the three men as Shu's loyal followers from the start and also his reading partners. Kino, Shin and Carla.

Thus, he let the shoe go because he trusted in their methods and resources.

Kino: just wait for us~

Kino winked at Subaru, and Shin sighed complaining about the enthusiasm.

Shin: how are you guys so sure that this shoe will only fit one lady? There can be many people.

Subaru: the size of the shoe.. is very small. Kou has the smallest shoe size among us all and this shoe is even smaller than that, making it a very rare case.

Kou: Subaru stop exposing me!

Subaru ignored his friend's glaring as Carla nodded, understanding something.

Carla: in other words, the one whose foot glides in this shoe swiftly is the true owner.

Subaru: yes.

and so began the search for the girl that has mesmerized the prince of the kingdom and it didn't take long for the rumors to reach every household. even where Yui lives.

Ayato was in Yui's room, suspicious. Totally suspicious. No matter how much he thinks about it, the girl he saw yesterday doesn't sit right with him as a stranger. he looked around her room, and finally found it. the glass shoe! under her bed.

Ayato: che, I knew it. that cunning fox.

at the same time, Yui entered the room to make sure her glass slipper was still there as the people from the palace were coming & this was her chance to finally meet Subaru again. but the moment she saw Ayato, she was on alert. but it was too late as Ayato smirked while dancing the glass shoe in his hand.

Yui tensed as she stepped forward to take it form Ayato's hand but the latter just extended his hand above and because of the height difference Yui was left helpless.

Ayato: very smart huh? trying to get the prince to you. How did you do it? the dress? how did you reach there when it was already too late to reach in time by walking?

Yui remained silent.

Ayato: no answer huh? fine, for such disrespect, you'll be locked in your room for the meantime.

Yui: no you can't do that!

Ayato: Oh I can, just watch me. those people from the palace will never be able to find you.

with that ayato rushed and locked the door, trapping Yui in.

Ayato: Laito! Kanato! prepare yourselves, the prince is coming! you guys must do whatever you can to get the shoe fit your foot.

Laito • Kanato: Yes, mother.

Meanwhile, trapped Yui cries on the edge of her bed as she remembers how on the way back, it was already midnight and on the way back everything turned back to how it was, just like Reiji said.

except that one glass slipper on her feet still remaining intact.

how? was it because they were seperated? at first Yui was scared that the moment midnight hits the shoe under Subaru's care will turn back to normal and he will start doubting her, making them never meet again. but that wasn't the case as the shoes still remain as how they were.

No matter how much Yui thought it over, nothing explained the logic behind the shoes remaining the same. but at the same time, this gave her hope to meet him again. to meet Subaru again.

the mice notices this and planned to free Yui from the room, but how?

suddenly Ruki perks up as he comes up with a plan to take the key from Ayato's pocket.

The time was here, the people from the palace were here. and… the Prince was also along with them?

Carla: are you three the only people here?

Ayato: yes.

Carla: alright then.

the shoe fitting trial was starting, after going house to house and no one fitting the shoe, this was the only last house left. Subaru was starting to get impatient but he was determined to find her even if she turns out to be from another kingdom.

Meanwhile the mice parted themselves as Azusa went to steal the glass shoes from Ayato's locker. All three of them were glad to be mice as they can use their origin skills to help Yui out.

While Ruki and Yuma slowly approached Ayato and through tricks managed to get the key.

before ayato could notice it was too late, Ruki and Yuma already left and so did Azusa successfully managed to get the glass slipper.

the commotion here was too noisy for him to notice sooner.

Kino: god we don't even need to try the fitting here, it's obvious it won't fit.

Kino cried out the moment he sees the difference in the the glass shoe and the feet of laito.

Ignoring him, Laito still tried it out but as Kino said, it was really really big, no matter how much he tried to fit it in.

Shin: you are going to break it!

Kanato: leave it you pervert! I'll try!

Kanato pushed Laito off the chair and sat himself down, ready to try out the shoe.

Shin: shortie stop! even though you are smaller than him, you are also really big for the glass shoe!

Kanato: who are you calling shortie! WHO ARE YOU—

Ayato: ahem.

Ayato hushed Kanato as the prince was in the room. they cannot take any risk.

On the other hand the three mice finally freed Yui and gave her shoe back.

Yui hurried out and reached downstairs just when the palace people were about to leave.

Yui: wait, I'm here!

they turned back at the newcomer.

Subaru: you said you guys were only three!?

Subaru looks at the girl and the moment he sees her, he senses her. it's her! he rushed to her who was still running down the stairs and caught her in his arms in the form of a hug.

He didn't need that stupid shoe fitting trial to know if the girl he spent last night talking with is her or not. It's her. He can feel it. the warmth, the expressions, the tone. It's her!

Yui hugs him back for few seconds before pushing his shoulder gently to present the glass slipper. he other pair.

Shin: that shoe!

Ayato: Your highness, please listen to this subject. She is nothing but just a mere maid. There's no way she can be involved in matters like prestigious balls. I have no idea how she got that pair of shoe.

Carla: It doesn't matter who she is. you defied the orders, and on top of that lied to his highness. This matter won't go unnoticed and will be reported to the King immediately. Shin.

Shin: on my way ~

Yui: wait! please don't.

Kino: huh? are you saying?

Yui: yes. even though they, well they didn't treat me rightfully, I still don't want to become the reason for their demise. No matter what, everybody deserves a second chance.

Shin: hehe, you guys will be grateful for your life.

Kino snatched the shoes from Kanato's hands and gave it to Subaru.

and after taking the pair of shoes from both Yui and kino, the silver haired man bent down on his one knee and swiftly lifted Yui's feet one by one to slide the shoes.

they fit!

Subaru couldn't be any happier. she was finally his.

Yui hugged Subaru and both of them merrily smiled & laughed to be with each other again.

the glass shoes suddenly starts glowing and turns into dust. that dust soon forms a figure of a beautiful man who introduces himself as karlheinz and says

Karlheinz: Adam and Eve have been found in this universe too, my job is done.

And then disappears again by forming into dust before anyone could say anything.

Shin: what the hell!? what was that just now!? I have heard about fairies, but that was one scary and creepy one, if he was even one.

Kino • Carla: Adam and Eve?

Yui: is that why the shoes remained intact till the end even when the fairy godmother Reiji's spell was lifted at midnight?

even though the mystery about the shoes is solved, the more Yui thinks about it, the creepier it gets, especially how she wore those shoes all the time during the ball and when she was with Subaru…

Yui: don't tell me he witnessed everything…

Subaru realized what Yui was talking about but he can't also fall in the mood. he lifted her up as he gave the most genuine bright smile.

Subaru: Yui will you marry me?

Yui was surprised at the sudden proposal and cried the tears of happiness as she repeatedly said yes to him.

————————x

The wedding bells rang as Subaru and Yui exited the chapel after completing their wedding vows. everyone in the town came to pay their respects and give blessings to the newly married couple. the prince and the princess. The mice were throwing petals from the basket as they watched their Yui finally being happy.

Subaru lifted Yui in the bridal style, causing her to become shy for the nth time and ofc it doesn't goes unnoticed by Subaru.

Subaru: hehe, you should get used to such stuff now because I'll be loving you seven days a week. monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday, sunday. 24/7.

Yui blushes more as Subaru walks down the stairs and enters the carriage.

He sets Yui down and leaned in to kiss her as curtains fell.

[elsannej]

TF2 comic updated???? We have the final issue???? It's real???

Live blogging on main 'cause this is a historical day for tf2 fans:

Hooboy 7 years.

Goddammit. First i was like: who????? But ahhh: Subversion of expectations, of course~

And of course Merasmus remembers his ex(-roommate)'s ramblings.

Speak of the devil (sweetiepie*) and he appears - it's my boyyyyy! <3

WHAT DID I JUST SAY ABOUT ROOMMANTES, HUH!!!!!?

Also, *MARRIED*. <333333 (Zhanna's new hand - by Engie perhaps?)

!!!!!!!! child!!!!??????

Awwwwwwwww. We've got a canonical kid!

There's two???? HUHH????? Theirs? Whose??? (the eyepatch is giving at least close-family-friend Demoman. I'm squinting at you Valve)

Poor Merasmus, can't have shit in the year of our lord 1979 (damn, they're livin' in that year by now that's crazy)

The naming convention hcs are real. I love the kids sm already.

Family toilet time... <3

Never stop making Merasmus's life difficult Jane~

Kid (General? Patton?) making an explosive :)

Peak overlayed by peak writing. they're not listening to Pauling's speech

Respecting her autonomy, that's my man:

*The* hetero ship of all time. :D "married into defending the cave" (lined with gold)

It's not gold D:

Wait fucking Australium??????

Pauling, girl...

Still not over Scout looking like a little girl to Australians. Sniper had it rough growing up </3.

Their plane....

Go Spy, go! with a broken leg for that matter too!

Engie!!!

Their weirdo unofficial ahh team is not on the list. Spy's the only nonplussed one, he's probably seen this place before.

Pyro's happy to see Engie, ahhh!!!

Flo? as in F. Pauling??? Florence???? Name reveal nonetheless!

Engie with both hands?? Art mistake or a prostethic or what?

Scout locking the f in???

OH???????? Damn Jeremy, moving ON??? (the other mercs dgaf)

Pauling should give herself some credit, but also, potentially wlw Pauling?????? I'm counting this as a win for the LGTV community.

Oh snap. Administrator's backstory finally?

(She's so pretty and for what?

The F. Mann bitch is alive??

I support her rights and wrongs~

She was Obsessed obsessed - i see. (looking at the coverart, i can only assume that z. Mann probably got her folks killed or something and this was her lifelong revenge plot and it didn't feel like enough?)

Oh she was going to-

A queen through and through (also, ohhh, that's where she got the gray streak from. Didn't know Jason Todd fans were writing this)

Live Tf2 reaction

Pauling's choice was probably for the best.

died a queen the final time too.

Soldier, demo & Pyro were the 1st to leave, followed by Sniper. THen Heavy & Medic, then Scout consoling Pauling, followed by Spy.

Is Heavy stopping Medic from tryina run in and try to revive/meddle with them dying? Also, 🏳️‍🌈?

Engie being the devil's advocate but also givin' good advice. they're long time friends/allies your honour!

Saxton's beard >> (i know that one Bidwell x Saxton artist is gonna be elated to see their little twink on page: shoutout to them)

Heavy! (the gray in his beard~)

Wait, black*??? Black beard???? Sheesh~

"...you and Tom Jones can both live in my pants" wdym Soldier? wdym???

Jeremy Willis! More name reveals, ahhh!!! (that'd be his ma's name, right?)

I AM VERY NORMAL (insane). Jeremy's stupid late 70s cut, 4(?) kids, Spy actually being involved in his life, like what???? I'm actually emotional looking at this page only D:

(ok, not too involved since he's surprised by the amount of kids, but?)

HE'S A SINGLE FATHER??? MULTIPLE DEADBEAT MOM's OMG that's what the crossed out names on the mailbox were!!!

The Scout torture was worth it at the end <3

"father's friend from work" ....girl........ :'( but also :')

He's sweet with the kids i cant---- (also canon unmasking, oh lordy)

This feels like fanfic ...

DeGroots lookin' healthy ^^

Canon found family..... save me canon found family

Is one of Heavy's sisters possibly with Sniper???

Archimedes & the baboon :)

Who? Engie??? Didn't see him? Pauling? (but she sent turkey?)

Ohhhh- It's us. The reader, the tf2 fan. Aww shucks~

Everyone's alive and healthy! (shoutout to the guys who didn't really get to do anything in this issue like Demoman & Pyro. Medic also lowkey. Sniper at least did something.) Where is Pyro they in the final pic actually, i don't see them. D::: Maybe Pyro was us this entire time...)

Tavish's mom is sweet with aforementioned eyepatch kid, i knew it!

Medic is glued to Misha's side, with all of the family in one spot. All is good in the world. :)

Tf2 gaming. :thumbsup:

[numptypylon]

Downtime's Up - Chapter 16

He extended his hand to her, and she took it, following his gentle tug out of bed, across the floor to the balcony, into the cool night air.

“Manis!” he said, his arms spreading out, and… oh, it’d been so long… she’d forgotten how cute that satisfied, confident, happy look on his face was, when he cast that spell, when he felt so embraced and empowered by the world around him. “Pluma!” Despite the distinct lack of world-empowerment for her right now, what with the Moon a barely perceptible sliver, and the unmistakable omen of what to come, low in her gut- “Volantus!” …she thought she could feel it anyway, feel it through him.

“What-“ she started, but he cut her off.

“Just… trust me, okay?” he laughed. “And hold on!”

She wanted nothing more.

It had been so long.

She’d forgotten too, how close she had to get, to hold on properly, had forgotten the way the wind rose with them as they pushed off the ground, forgotten the way it felt when gravity shifted, being pulled away from everything solid in the world but him.

Forgotten how light she felt, how easy it was to laugh, alone up here, with just him and the open skies.

His cheeks were flushed, his smile wide and beautiful, the air warm and perfect, even the twisty New-moon-ache had miraculously stilled and… oh, this wasn’t real, was it?

She’d been asleep, and… she still was.

She knew this dream; even if the dreams featuring him had usually not been pleasant… occasionally she had gotten to wake up with him next to her, smiling at her, leaning over to kiss her good morning, and gotten to live in that world until she woke up for real.

He set them both down on a turret tower high above ground, the landing impossibly perfect and gentle, too, unlike her more… bumpy… memories of previous flights.

A dream.

Reality didn’t do soft landings.

Read more of the sixteenth chapter of Downtime's Up on Ao3, wherein it's Rayla's 18th birthday and Callum is just too dang dreamy to be real, sheesh, have mercy on the poor girl

[pmdnightfall]

That day, OUKA witnessed an unexpected sight at the Treasure Town beach; an unconscious figure lying on the sand. OUKA: O-Oh my god...

OUKA: It can't be!! It's just like one of the stories I wrote!! A a mysterious Pokemon, suddenly appearing before their future partner in crime, claiming to be a human...!! Ouka poked at the Espurr's unconscious body. This Pokemon could be dead, but she was too excited about her fantasies to care about silly things such as death. OUKA: Hey!! Wake up, friend!! Are you a human?? You must be!! Ouka was so excited, she was just punching the poor thing awake by now.

????: Hnghgrh The downed Espurr groggily reenters the waking world, getting up slowly and clutching their head as if they suffered from a headache not long ago.

????: Where... Where Am I? ????: It Is So Bright OUKA: Good afternoon, silly!! Welcome to the World of Pokemon!! I'm assuming you're a human sent on a mission?? ????: Uh I Knew That, I Think, The World Of Pokemon Part ????: But What Is A Human? OUKA: Sheesh, amnesia hit you hard huh?? ????: What Is Amnesia?

Ouka pauses for a second. OUKA: Uh... It's when you lose memories, forget about large parts or your life, things like that... OUKA: But er, enough about that!! My name is Ouka. Ouka Yotsuba!! What's yours?? ????: My What? OUKA: ...Your name? ????: I Do Not Have One Ouka raises an eyebrow. They don't have one? She thought that's something they'd be able to remember! OUKA: Um... I guess that complicates things... Ouka's face lights up as she gets an idea. OUKA: Oh! I know!! How about we give you a new name, right now!! Let's see, are you a boy, a girl, or...?? ????: I Do Not Know

This was more complicated than Ouka thought it would be. OUKA: ...Okay, we can work with this... Ouka lifts a hand up to her chin, lost in thought for a moment as she scrambles for cool names this Espurr could have. What could this gift from the stars be named? OUKA: Oh, I got it!! How about...

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[toothpastecanyon]

Return, to the Scene of the Crime - Chapter 7

Playing human again, Alcor makes it longer than he usually does. He's in college now, juggling classes, family, a curious vampire, and a strange, increasingly sinister web of mysteries weaving themselves around him. Without his omniscience to guide the way, he'll have to work hard to get to the bottom of this before it spirals out of control.

See most updated version on Archive of Our Own.

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“What?” Mal stepped away from her kiln and put a finger in her ear. “Shao who?”

“Xiaofan-” Dipper said, and there was a sound like another person's voice. “Xiaofan Yosieto- oh, wait, Yosieto Xiaofan. Sorry.”

“I don't know who that is. What are you asking?”

“I'm asking if she came to the funeral home yesterday.” He sounded very tense. “Or, like, if there was a girl my age… or if anything strange happened yesterday?”

“Real specific, bro. What's going on?”

“Can you just tell me, please? It's important!”

“Okayyy, well, you should call Mom, then. She was on the front desk.”

“Is she there?”

“She's in the living room with Dad.”

“Can you go and ask her?”

Mal cringed; they'd just had another one of their spats a couple minutes ago. “I dunno if… it's probably faster if you-”

“Mal, seriously!”

“Sheesh, alright!” She turned off her kiln and made for the door. “What's so important, anyway?”

“I'll tell you in a second, just-”

“Go, yeah, yeah, I'm going!” She rolled her eyes. “This better be a good reason.”

Making her way across the funeral home, Mal opened the door to their house. She could hear a soft voice in the living room, but it quickly silenced itself.

Heart thumping in her throat, Mal rounded the corner and found her parents sitting in the darkness. They both looked surprised to see her; her Mom wiped her blotchy face, while her Dad, his arm resting on her knee, shot Mal a scowl.

“Um,” Mal edged up to them and set the phone on the table. “Dipper… wants to talk to you.”

They didn't say a word. Mal swallowed.

“I’ll… I’ll be in the back.”

Her Mom picked up the phone, still staring at Mal. Mal opened her mouth… but she closed it again, backed off, and scurried away.

Her heart was still racing the whole way back. Fucking Dipper, she thought, always calling at the worst possible times! ‘Important call’ - someone better have died or something!

“Ughhh,” she groaned, and dragged a hand down her face. She shoved the crematorium door open hard enough for it to bang against the wall, and came to slump against a counter.

One specific counter, with one specific printout on it. She picked it up again, her eyes narrowing at the words.

RECIEPT: URN DELIVERY TO MRS. VERRY

“This is two weeks late, Mallory!” Her mother's voice was echoing in her head. “The poor old lady was so upset on the phone - this has to go out first thing tomorrow!”

Unlike a lot of their arguments, she was absolutely right. Mal knew she was right the whole time… but it was like they'd fought so much lately she could lose her shit on autopilot.

“Oh, I miss one delivery and I'm a monster now? No, no, let me guess, you're gonna say Dipper could've done it better! When’s Dipper coming home? Ohh, I can’t wait to see Dipper!”

“Mallory-”

“I dropped my whole fucking life to help you guys and you don't even FUCKING CARE!” Mal’s eyes traced across the smashed glass glinting on the ground, and the shame cut deep. “You have NO IDEA how much I've sacrificed to keep this place going! NO! IDEA!”

“Mallory, calm down!”

You're scaring me.

Mal swallowed hard; she didn't… she didn't mean it that way. It wasn't really about her anyway, it was…

It was the urn. It was that urn, and she started pacing around the room. Yes, yes, yes yes yes yes, she knew she was just making it worse by delaying it. But it was just… it just… it kind of made her feel like a bad person, you know?

To have… you know. Done the thing with Harry.

And then.

Stuffed.

His body.

In with some nice old lady’s husband.

And then she’d just have to go to that lady’s house and be like, ‘Heyyyy, girl, here’s your urn, mostly your husband!’ and that’s just, that’s - it’s a good plan, it’s a great plan! - but you see that happening on TV and you’d be like oh my god that’s an axe murderer- a-and that’s her, she’s the axe…. She’s the axe person there!

Stars, it was hot in here. Was the kiln…? Yeah, she turned the kiln off. Mal kept pacing, kept wringing her hands out.

And look, she’s not, she’s not saying she did a good thing, but she’s being irrational about this, right? Like, objectively the Harry part was way worse, so why was this delivery the thing that was killing her? Lots of stuff in an urn isn’t the actual person! People don’t get upset the casket’s all mixed up in there too, and there’s no DNA left after the cremation process, so, you know, as long as this never gets out… where’s the bad thing, right? The lady gets an urn that contains her husband’s ashes, everyone thinks Harry skipped town, and Mal just has to add this to the list of things she needs to never tell a soul about as long as she lives. Easy!

So she should just do it.

Yeah, she should just do it, and then the last thing she had to do was get rid of the gems, because - and oh, she loved this - after all her work and planning, after sleepless nights of stress as she watched it go wrong, after doing… something she couldn’t even bear to think about: she wasn’t even going to make any fucking money out of this because Harry was supposed to fence the gems so this WHOLE THING WAS FOR NOTHING!

Mal stood there shaking with rage, and then shoved a gurney over and kicked it until she broke something.

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“So good news, Mal’s okay,” Dipper said as he made his way back to the living room. “And so are my parents. Apparently they didn’t see anything yesterday.”

Xiaofan trailed after him, her arms crossed. “I’m glad they’re alright, but I did say the one thing I didn’t want you to do was tell anyone, right?”

“Hey, there was a demon at my house! I wasn’t gonna not check on them!”

She didn’t look happy, but she did give a nod. “Yeah, well, let’s just focus on how we’re going to catch this thing before we both get arrested.”

“We?”

“Yeah, that bodysnatcher’s clearly fixated on you, they’re going to dig into that.” She paused, then frowned at him. “You didn’t… you didn’t summon it, did you?”

“Wha- no!”

“Are you sure? Because if I find out you did-”

“Dipper didn’t summon anything.” Lucy Ann cut in, and added: “Trust me, I’m with him all the time. It’s like I said, it’s probably just keeping tabs on him because he’s running this investigation business.”

“Hm.” Xiaofan got out her phone and scrolled again. “It’s weird for a demon to be so fixated on someone who didn’t summon it.”

“I wouldn’t get too hung up on it, bodysnatchers are weird demons.” She gave a little shrug. “They can possess people without deals, so once they get on the physical plane they just keep hopping around without fixating on anyone in particular. It’s not likely the original summoner is even in your class.”

“That’s true, but-”

“Besides!” With an easy smile, Lucy Ann came over and patted Dipper’s shoulder. “It’s not a problem this thing’s interested in Dipper, it’s the solution!”

“What do you mean?”

“Yeah, what do you mean?” He gave a nervous laugh. “We’re gonna use me as bait or something? Haha!”

Lucy Ann just grinned, and his smile vanished.

“Wha- hang on, that was a joke! Lucy Ann-”

“Calm down, not literal bait. But seriously, we’re lucky it’s got a fixation, because otherwise the three of us’d never be able to pin it down.” She made a face. “You ever tried to hunt down a bodysnatcher in downtown Portland? We had the whole Dinner Crew out there and, spoiler alert, we didn’t get it.”

“That’s true,” Xiaofan nodded to herself. “If it’s after him, it’s probably not leaving our class.”

“After me?”

“Exactly.” Lucy Ann grinned at her. “So we just gotta find it in that room. You remember who you passed it onto?”

“No, I just remember waking up as I was walking in. I was in a crowd.”

“That’s fine, we’ll find it.” Lucy Ann turned back to Dipper. “When’s, ah, when’s your next history class?”

“Tomorrow.” Dipper said, then shook his head. “But… a demon, after me? Why? Wha-what if it switches into someone in my earlier classes, o-or someone in my dorm, or-”

“Don’t-! Don’t worry about it right now.” Lucy Ann raised her arms. “If it does that, we’ll figure something else out, but we’re all in agreement here, right? We’re going to find this demon in your history class, then we’ll tail it to a quiet place where we can exorcise it. Xiaofan, they taught you exorcisms yet?”

“In theory, but we won’t do practicals until senior year.” She made a face. “And I don’t have a license to buy chalk.”

“Pfft, they think that’s the only way to make a circle? Bring, like, a marker or some table salt or something tomorrow, okay? I’ll handle the details.” Lucy Ann gave a wink. “You get your own private demonstration three years ahead of schedule. How’s that sound?”

Xiaofan was taking notes. “A marker or some salt… okay.” A blink. “But wait, what about the victim? It’s possessing someone, they’ll wake up when we exorcise them.”

“Oh, yeah.” Dipper frowned. “They’ll think we’re summoners for sure. Maybe we can… talk it out?”

“No. We’ll just do what every two-bit cultist has been doing since Sumer,” She said, then stepped onto the table and pulled Dipper’s hoodie way down over his face.

“Wh- ah! Hey!”

“See? Who’s that guy? No one’s gonna know in a dark forest.” She watched him yelp and struggle with a little grin on her face. “It won’t be fun for whoever’s been taken, but they’ll be safe, and they won’t know our identities.”

“Okay… okay, that could work. I’ll wear my raincoat tomorrow.” Xiaofan wrote that down. “How are we going to get it to the forest? And how are we going to find it in the lecture hall? We need to-”

“So many questions!” Lucy Ann barked a laugh as she slid the paper away. “Let us handle that, okay? We’re professionals.”

Xiaofan stared at Dipper still fighting with his hoodie. Lucy Ann’s smile widened.

“We’re professionals,” she repeated. “Don’t worry, we’ll get this all sorted. You just get us that salt, okay? We have to go home and, ah, prepare.”

Dipper’s head popped out. “Wait, we’re going?”

“Yeah, we got to prepare for tomorrow.”

“But-”

“I know what I’m doing.” She shot him a look, then glanced back at XIaofan, who’d stood up. “It was great to meet you, Xiaofan. Thanks for the blood.”

“You too… you’re not staying?” She looked confused. “I thought we were planning this all out?”

“We gotta move fast on this thing, I don’t have time to explain. Just trust me, alright? I’ve exorcised more demons than any of your professors combined.” When Xiaofan still hesitated, she reached forward and grasped her arm. “It’s gonna be alright, okay? I promise, you’re gonna be alright.”

That seemed to calm her down a little. She took a breath, and then nodded. “O-okay… okay.”

“That’s the spirit. This time tomorrow, we’ll have this all sorted out.” Grabbing Dipper by the sleeve, she led him towards the door. “Alright, we gotta go. Try to get some sleep, alright?”

“Uh-” Dipper stumbled. “Nice to- bye!”

Then Lucy Ann had him out the door and heading down the stairs. He was asking her what was going on, why they had to leave so quickly, but first, she let herself breathe a deep sigh of relief.

She got him out of there. That could have gone much, much worse.

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Lucy Ann was acting weird, and that was saying something. Dipper couldn’t get a word out of her on the drive home; all she’d say was “Let’s wait until we get back to the dorm.”

He cast a glance at her now. She was staring out of the car window, and she seemed calm enough, but there was an energy around her that seemed almost nervous; one hand was fiddling a little with the glove on the other.

What could make her nervous? He could only wonder that for a second before - almost like she could hear him - her head snapped around.

“Eyes on the road, dude,” she said, and he complied.

“Right, right. Uh, so…”

“I told you, let’s wait until we’re back at the dorm, okay?”

“Okay…” He wanted to say something else, but she was looking out the window again. “Okay.”

His ears were ringing in the silence. He turned on the radio, and tried to ignore the pit in his stomach the whole way home.

Once they got to the dorm, Lucy Ann immediately started rifling through her stuff. Dipper shut the door.

“So-”

“I’m going out in a second.” She found a sharpie, and uncapped it. “Give me your arm.”

“Wha- wait, you’re going out?”

“Yeah.” She caught his arm. “Just gonna write a quick ward on you. Don’t think the bodysnatcher’ll make a move on you while I’m gone, but you can never be too careful.”

“But- hang on, where are you going?”

“Out.”

“Where are you going?” She started past him, but he grabbed her arm. “Seriously, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, dude. Don’t worry-”

“I’m not going to not worry, something’s up with you!” He scowled as she slipped out of his grip. “You’re not gonna tell me-”

But she was gone. Really gone; he went out into the hallway and there was already no sign of her. Dipper stood there for a moment, then rolled his eyes and threw up his hands.

Great, so it seemed like they would not, in fact, talk when they got back to the dorm. What was that all about? What was going on with her?

Why didn’t she ever tell him things?

That last question stung a bit as it passed his mind… but it was true, wasn’t it? Hanging out with Lucy Ann could be so fun, but some days it was like he was just some kid to her. She’d let him mess around with the harmless cases, but anytime things got serious the term ‘partner’ got very theoretical.

He glared at the ward on his arm. She literally dumped him back here to go solve the entire case herself, didn’t she? And it so obviously involved him - why wasn’t she letting him in on it?

Dipper thought back to those photos, and gave a shudder. What was going on with that demon? It went to his house, but it didn’t do anything. Why?

And did it take photos? Demons weren’t sightseers, they had to mean something.

He thought for a second, then texted Xiaofan he wanted to have another look at them. Then he went over to Darren’s dorm and knocked.

He waited for a moment, rubbing his ears, checking his phone. The lights were clearly on under the door, so he knocked again.

“Marsh? Darren? You there?” He was halfway through knocking again when it opened. “I need to- oh, hi Alex. Have you seen-”

“Yeah, dude, I heard you.” Alex rolled his eyes. “I told them to go somewhere tonight. I’m working on a project, and I need to concentrate.”

He looked pointedly at Dipper, who tried for a smile. “Oh… sorry, man. Do you know where they went?”

“No. Like I told you, I’m working on a project.” He made to close the door. “So if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get back to that.”

“Alright, uh-” He started, but Alex was already gone. Okay, then. Looked like he was solving this alone.

His phone buzzed just then. The photos - Xiaofan had sent them over. He scrolled through them quickly in the hall, then retreated to his own room. Once he was there - picking his way over Lucy Ann’s sleeping bag - he sat down at his desk and turned on his magi-orb.

His necklace sputtered to life as it turned on, but he hardly noticed that anymore. He connected his phone and brought the photos up on here; it’d be a lot easier to look at them.

“Alright… eight photos.” He muttered to himself, and frowned. Eight seemed like more than he remembered - then he realised there were an additional three after the picture of his house.

Yeah… that made more sense. He kind of stopped paying attention after that one - stars, it still gave him a bit of a shiver to look at. Why would it take these photos of him, of his dorm, of his house, on a phone it knew it’d lose access to after it stopped possessing XIaofan?

A pause.

Did it…

Did it want him to see this?

That thought lodged uncomfortably in his mind as he scrolled through. The random picture in town, he didn’t know this one… but wait. Perched on the roof, was that - that was the griffin they rescued!

Dipper felt a rush of satisfaction… and a growing pit in his stomach. It really seemed like he was right - all these photos had something to do with him.

So what were these last three ones? He pulled them up and frowned.

“Huh.” Scrolling through, Dipper didn’t know what to make of them. “Huh. It’s just a car?”

All three photos were different shots of one green car in a forest somewhere. That was weird; his car was grey, so that wasn’t his car, or Mal’s car, or the hearse.

There was a shot of the back. The license plate was taken off. And on the front there were leaves piled up over the windshield; it had clearly been here a while. It couldn’t be Xiaofan’s.

And where was… here? Scanning the background of each of the photos, Dipper didn’t even see a hint of a road. An idea struck him and he checked the times between photos: between the shot of the town and the one of his house, forty two minutes. That was a little fast, but maybe the demon sped a bit.

Between the shot of his house and the car photos? Twenty eight minutes. Okay, so this was twenty eight minutes away from his house… and at least a good part of it had to be walking to be this deep in the forest. I mean, maybe they drove, if the green car made it out here? But not fast.

Dipper took a moment to stretched. Okay, he thought, that was an interesting exercise, but what had he figured out, really? That there was a car abandoned somewhere in the woods around his house?

“No,” he muttered. “It took three pictures - it’s gotta mean something.”

He was close to something important, he could feel it. Come on, green car, where had he seen a green car before?

Dipper tried to think, but his ears were ringing.

eeeeeeeeeee, they went, and he rubbed them with a scowl. eeeeeeeeeeee…

Ugh. This always happened when he was trying to think, and it always really took him out of it. Stupid jewelry store job, why’d he have to get involved? Every day he checked to see if they caught that guy LAST SEEN HEADING SOUTH IN STOLEN SEA GREEN SEDAN-

The realisation hit Dipper like a truck; he nearly fell out of his chair. Holy shit.

Wait, holy shit, this was- this was the car!

This was Marsh’s stolen car!

Dipper stared, slackjawed, at the timestamp.

The police had had zero leads on the jewelry store case for weeks. They’d thought he’d left the state… but this was yesterday.

All of a sudden, he knew exactly what the bodysnatcher was trying to tell him.

[fandomworld9728]

Total Drama: Revenge of the Island x Reader - Chapter 3:

“Those are your team totems. You need to cut them down and get them into the river and ride them down back to the campground.” Chris explained, watching the uneasy looks starting to settle on most of the teeners’ faces. “First team there gets their pick of the cabins. But hurry, the totems are rigged with bombs that will explode if you don’t plant them in front of your cabin in seven minutes or less. Starting… now!”

“All right, let’s do this!” Jo shouted from on top of a nearby rock. Jumping onto the trampoline only resulted in her getting bounced right into the river.

“Decent try. I’ll give her that.” Watching her teammates, (Y/n) tried to come up with a plan of her own. Only to get distracted by the hilarious scene of Anne Maria being bounced repeatedly into the bottom of the totem. At least, until Jo had had enough of the scene and kicked the trampoline out from under the tan girl. “Oh, come on Jo… I was enjoying that.”

“It was entertaining at first. But it got stupid fast and is just wasting our time.”

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Anne Maria: “Sure I wanna win a million dollars, but not at the expense of my looks! I mean check me out. Perfect hair, perfect tan… All this is worth a billion. Easily.”

~

“How ‘bout instead of enjoying my pain you help us- hey! Don’t ignore me!”

Tuning out the loud and annoying girl, (Y/n) was more interested in what B was doing. “Okay. Now that’s cool. Did you see how he launched Staci-”

“Ah! Help! Help, help!”

Finally turning her attention back to her time, the (h/c) girl gasped at what she saw. “Oh no, Brick! Hold on! We’ll get you down!”

“Good grief.”

“Sheesh, what a baby.”

“Hey! He got further than either of you. So shut up.”

“(Y/n)’s right. We’re actually making some progress at least.” Zoey offered, trying to defend the other girl.

“Oh man. This isn’t working.” Mike said, frustrated, before taking a sharp intake of air and hunching over, mouth almost puckered and one eye closed. “Gaah, darn it! Cut the danged rope already!”

“That’s what we’re trying to do, Mike.”

“What? Name’s Chester, missy.”

“I don’t think missy is a good word to describe the walking spray tan.”

“Oh, that’s it. Keep flappin’ those lips and see what happens.”

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(Y/n): “I don’t know why it’s so much fun to mess with Anne Maria. But I think it’s going to become one of my favorite things to do while here. Especially if she keeps messing with people and pushing them around. I call it Karma. Not like… I’m super protective of anyone here or anything…” Trying to lie to herself, she slowly sunk out of the frame of the camera. Head popping back up into frame, she had a puzzled look on her face. “Though… I should probably use my energy to help Brick, Mike, and… Chester.”

~

Zoey: “Mike is sooo sweet. You know, I don’t really get his old man routine, but I bet it’s really funny if you’re from, like, France or something.”

~

“If you four are done, we still have a challenge to win.”

“Uh, g-go away. Shoo!” Brick’s scared yelling brought their focus back to him and the task at hand. Though, all it really succeeded in doing was making the mutant squirrel up in the tree angry, roaring in his face. “AAAHH!”

“Back in my day, we didn’t need fancy saws or axes to cut ropes. We did just fine with stone!” Chester exclaimed, picking up a rock.

“Chester no!” But it was too late. (Y/n) had just barely missed her window to stop him from chucking the rock. “...Damn. He’s got a good arm from an old guy. Oh shit- duck and cover!”

A rain of lightning came down over the teens from the squirrel as they did their best to dodge. However, the creature had set its sights back on poor Brick quick. “Ah! Not the crew cut!”

“Brick, hold on!” Seeing the trampoline, (Y/n) smirked, a crazy idea forming in her head. “I’m coming to help!”

Running, she used her training to flip her way through the lightning and jump on the trampoline, soaring up into the air. Whistling, she caught the attention of the creature to get its focus solely on her. Once she had its attention, the cheerleader tucked her legs in and flipped her way through the lightning sent her way. Flying past the branch that the totem had been tied to, she made sure the squirrel's attack hit the branch and send it and Brick to the ground. Landing on top to the totem, the cheerleader smiled at her happy teammates.

“Mission accomplished.” Brick stated with a proud smile on his face as he gave a salute.

“Look out!”

“Wha- ah!” The totem came crashing down towards the cadet. However, before it could crush him, he was tackled and rolled out of the roll. Looking at his savior, a surprised yet grateful smile appeared. “It seems you have saved me twice now, ma’am.”

“Think nothing of it. We are teammates after all.”

~

Brick: “(Y/n) is kind, smart, and quick. Definitely someone you want on your team. I’m lucky to have her- I-I mean! Us Maggots are lucky to have her!” Face burning, he tried to play off his embarrassing words. “With her on our team, we’ll win any challenge thrown our way.”

~

Standing with the help of his hero of the day, Brick couldn't help his curiosity. "Where did you learn to do all of that?"

"I do a lot of extracurricular activities. Now come on. Let's get that totem into the water and win this!"

Cheering, the others followed their teammate and pulled ahead of the other team as they sailed down the river. However, the Maggots were quickly catching up.

~

(Y/n): “Growing up I did a lot of different activities to get attention and in the end ended up loving them. So, I kept them up as I got older. Like ballet, gymnastics, cheerleading… I could be here all day listing them off. Guess I should thank my dad for not having much interest or else I might be a completely different person than I am now.”

~

"They're gaining on us!"

“It is my duty to inform you ma’am that we’ve got bigger problems.” Brick so helpfully pointed out, a waterfall not too far ahead of them.

“My first waterfall!” Cameron excitedly exclaimed. His reaction much different than his teammates.

“And maybe our last!” Chester shouted back, hopefully snapping the other boy back to the danger in front of them.

Screams filled the air as they were sent over the edge and crashed into tree branches before hitting the ground, totem still somehow intact and sliding them closer to their goal.

“Ugh. Kids and their crazy log rides…”

“MIKE!”

Zoey’s panicked scream seemed to get through to him. Gasping and changing back to himself, Mike turned to find the trouble. “Zoey- (Y/n)?!”

“Woohoo! This is such an awesome rush!” The (h/c) girl was all smiles even though she had been flung off the totem. Luckily for her, Zoey had caught her by the ankle.

“I can’t hold on much longer! Help me- Ah!” Not being able to hold on anymore, the redhead flew off the totem herself.

“Hold on!” Grabbing her before she could fly very far, Mike used all his strength to pull the two girls back on. “Hang on tight you two!”

“Okay!” Arms around him, Zoey made sure her new crazy friend was holding on to her. “Thanks Mike.”

“Yeah man, thanks.”

With a nervous laugh, he quickly looked ahead to hide his flushing face. “No problem.”

“What? How’d they get in front of us?” Jo asked as the other team easily slid past and took the lead.

“Not sure. Though… I’m glad not to be anywhere near the cabins right now. Did you see that explosion?”

“But don’t you love getting blown up, you little psycho?” Anne Maria asked, bewildered by the sudden flip in personality.

“No, I still do. It’s fun. However, I am not enjoying being yelled at like I’m a goddamn six-year-old.” Seeing the other team slide to a stop by the cabins, (Y/n) had another crazy idea forming in her head. “...I know how to get us there faster! But you all are gonna have to trust me!”

“I do not like where this is goin’.”

As the Rats were celebrating their victory, the Maggot’s totem flew over them and crashed right into the better of the two cabins ending their cheering. Groaning came from the teenagers that had been discarded from their totem as they sat up off the ground.

“I am never listenin’ to you again, you psycho!”

“Oh please, your rock-hard hair probably broke most of the fall.” Arms crossed, (Y/n) had somehow ended upside-down dangling from a tree branch. “That wasn’t the outcome I had in mind but at least now we won’t get blown up while on the totem.” As if those were the magic words, the timer on the bomb reached zero and blew up not only the totem but also the nice cabin it had crashed into. “...Oops.”

“Shame. It had an eight-person hot tub and air conditioning.” Chris said, walking over to the upset Rats.

“Yeah, my great, great, great Aunt Phyllis invented log cabins. Yeah, before her people had to sleep in the trees. And they kept falling out all the time.”

“That’s great and all Staci but I’d like to not sleep in this tree or fall out of it so if you could come help me…?”

“Oh sure.” Going over, the chatty girl didn’t notice the sighs of relief from her teammates.

“Regardless… as the only team with a cabin still standing, The Mutant Maggots win the first challenge!”

“So where am I gonna sleep?” Lightning asked the question that was on the other Rats’ minds.

“No worries. We got a backup cabin for you. It’s every bit as nice as the one you lost.” The host informed them as a helicopter flew over and dropped an identical cabin to the Maggots’, sounds of protests coming from the bummed-out teens. “Team Rat, I’ll see you at the campfire for our first elimination ceremony of the season.”

Later that evening, (Y/n) sat with some of her teammates outside and got to know them. “And then there was this one time he saw a mannequin that looked just like him. So, he stood next to it in the store window and would scare people by moving.”

“Wow, your stepbrother sounds like a blast. I wish I had some siblings…”

“Ma’am, if I could ask, you mentioned earlier about extracurricular activities. What are they?”

“Yeah. They’re what helped us win that challenge.”

“Oh.” Surprised, (Y/n) thought about where to start. “I do ballet, gymnastics, cheerleading… I skateboard with my stepbrother. Then there’s my instruments and vocal lessons. Chess… there’s way too many to count.”

Hearing this peaked Mike’s interest. “You’re a gymnast?”

“Yep.” A proud smile graced the cheerleader’s face as she spoke. “I’ve won a lot of medals. I even had the chance to compete in the Olympics.”

“Well? What happened?”

Freezing at Jo’s question, she wasn’t sure if this was something she was comfortable talking about or going into much detail. “I… um… screwed up that chance. Got injured pretty badly during a set and wasn’t able to compete for a while.”

“An injury? What kind- hey! Where are you going?!”

“Sorry but I think I'm going to head to bed. Been a long day. Good night, guys!”

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All Eyes Lead to the Truth | Dreamland II (6x05)

After spending some time with Mulder’s partner, a few things had become glaringly obvious to Morris. For starters, these two had never bumped uglies. They might’ve investigated a lot of weird creatures in their time on the X-Files, but the beast with two backs sure as hell wasn’t one of them. Dana was so tightly wound, he wouldn’t be surprised if she’d never gotten laid — either of them for that matter. The idea that the FBI’s best and brightest were a bunch of pent-up, sexually repressed virgins really shed light on the state of affairs of this country. So much for Bill Clinton’s America.

Initially, he’d wondered if maybe they had some torrid past that they ignored. Maybe they did the deed during their fed training and then got saddled with each other as partners. That was the only thing he could think of that would explain all the touching. God, had this woman ever heard of personal space? It was like every conversation they had required her to be less than six inches from his face at minimum, but heaven forbid you tried to lean in for a kiss. Sheesh.

However, he was confident in saying that nothing had ever happened between them. What a sick joke. Why they hadn’t, Morris would never understand, but it just confirmed his theory that Fox Mulder had a talent for wasting his potential. He also felt confident saying that Special Agent Dana Scully needed to get laid. Pronto.

Poor girl was so uptight, she needed to be shown a good time, and he knew more than a few ways to help her to unwind. Sure, maybe he wasn’t the ‘real’ Fox Mulder she’d always dreamt of jumping in the sack with, but he figured a little benevolent chicanery would be mutually satisfying for both of them. 

Morris thought it would have taken some convincing. He’d been getting the impression that his particular brand of charm wasn’t endearing to her, but based on the way her eyes practically fluttered shut at his dinner invitation, she’d been wanting this for a while.

The plan was in motion, now it was all down to the execution. 

Unfortunately, even from 2,500 miles away, Fox Mulder was still managing to cockblock himself. Morris had been frozen in place ever since opening the door to the bedroom — though to call it that felt like a bastardization of the English language. He’d never seen anything quite like this. It wasn’t like the rest of the apartment was in the running to be on the cover of Better Homes and Gardens by any means, but at least it was hospitable. This just looked like the den of an insane person. 

That thought elicited a frown from Morris. If this man was crazy, did that mean Morris would inherit his neuroses? On a physical level, he’d certainly enjoyed experiencing this new level of intense virility, but he certainly didn’t want to adopt whatever mental defect it is that causes a grown man to hoard copies of PLAYPEN. As if taunting him, another box of magazines fell in the corner of the room.

With a sigh of resignation, Morris set the candles down on a nearby table and grabbed the nearest phone book, flipping his way to the garbage disposal section of the Yellow Pages and ignoring the various pages that were dogeared for adult entertainment stores. He settled on calling one of those companies specializing in the quick removal of large amounts of garbage. If anything in that room was truly important, they wouldn’t be treated like a diorama of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. 

The couch had been so worn-in and comfortable that he’d accidentally fallen asleep there, so he hadn’t had a chance to assess the severity of the issue until now. Thank god whatshername, the hot blonde secretary, had to go early the other day. He cringed trying to think of what he would have done if he’d tried to bring her to the bedroom, only to find all those boxes of worthless junk filling the room. Then again, Fox Mulder was so attractive to the ladies that he’d probably be forgiven for being such a slovenly pig.

Glancing at the clock, Morris took note that he still had a bit of time before Dana would be arriving for their date. Even when everything was removed, the bedroom was still an issue. How was he expected to seduce a woman in a room that smelled like stale air on a mattress that was ruined by the weight of 100 boxes?

He rubbed his hands across his face in frustration, but took some comfort in the fact he was becoming more accustomed to feeling the new ridges and planes of his face as opposed to the ones he’d spent the past 53 years with. That and the absence of a ring on his left hand revitalized his spirits. This was probably for the best. After all, if the tacky, kitsch decor in the living room was anything to judge by, the bedroom already was in need of a Morris Fletcher makeover. He’d make that room so sensual, a nun’s panties would drop just from stepping over the threshold. 

Taking a chance, he flipped through the various piles of mail on Mulder’s kitchen table until he found what he was looking for: Sears Catalog. He dialed the number on the cover and listened to the hold music play before cradling the phone against his shoulder, licking his fingers as he began flipping through the magazine. He had only flipped through a few pages in the mattress section when a full-page spread of a woman with her head thrown back in subdued ecstasy caught his attention just as the representative answered the phone. 

“Hello? Yes. I’d like to place an order for same-day delivery,” he stated, a sly grin spreading across his face as he imagined Dana in place of the woman on the ad.

TRUE PLEASURE IS…

A WATERBED

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