#such a cutie in his first year of cons

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Misha Collins - 2009 Con Highlights

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Feather of Fate 🕊️

Lucifer x fem!seraphim!reader

Soulmate arc

Lilith being weird

Saturn

Chapter 6 < Chapter 7 > Chapter 8

You’ve never felt this out of place before. 

Even in heaven it wasn't this awkward.

You were sitting beside Lucifer who hasn’t talked since you’ve arrived here in the main lobby. 

Lilith was sitting in front of you all like she hasn’t been missing for 7 years.

Walking around as if she owns this place. And it angered you.

Charlie was happy to see her mom again after such a long time, but also was hella confused. 

Why is she here all of the sudden right before the extermination day? Charlie wasn't the only one who thought of this.

You too are confused at this ordinary timing.

Angel dust was concerned about you. 

You and Lucifer were now official but the appearance of Lucifers ex-wife was very overwhelming for you, and Angel could see it. 

And one guy was not even presence, and that was Alastor. 

Weird. 

Normally he’s always there when someone new arrived in here. 

“Who are you?” Nifty broke the silence, and all eyes were now on her. 

Lilith choose to Ignore Nifty, and she pouted. “So, you’re… His new girl?” Lilith asked looking you up and down. With her gaze lingering now on her you felt insecure somehow.

You hugged yourself to look smaller.

You nodded your head 'yes', even though you didn’t like the tone Lilith gave you. 

“She’s his girlfriend and she has a name big tits.” Angel said raising his eyebrows.

He didn’t trust her.

Not at all.

Lilith smirked and leaned back in her seat.

“I don't care. Really her Lu?” Lilith looked over at Lucifer and he looked shortly back.

his gaze went quickly to the ground.

It was obvious that Lilith still had Lucifer in her fingers, and it pissed you off. 

“Excuse me?” You decided to interrupt her cruel speaking.

She looked at you in surprise, and you huff in annoyance.

“You really think you can just come over here and talk here as if this place belongs to you.

Sorry for breaking the news to you, but you’re no longer the owner of this house, nor do you have the right to come here to Insult your ex.

You left him and I’m here. No refunds.” You Shaked your head, Angel dust smirked at you come back. 

He’s so proud of you.

Lucifer smiled, every day he gets more reasons to love you. 

“What are you even doing here?” Lucifer finally looked at Lilith and he felt nothing. 

No Love, no sadness. 

Lilith bit her lip hard, drawing blood. “Can’t I visit my little daughter.”

Lucifer raised his eyebrow, “You never visit nor called her in over 7 years. What changed!” No one gets after his daughter, not even her Mother.

Not even Lilith.

Lilith patient was running thin, she scratched with her nail into the wood piece from the couch breaking her nails in the process. 

She took a breath in and out. “I had a lot of important things to do.” 

Now y’all were raising a brow at this statement, besides Charlie.

She had faith for the first time that her mother wants to see her again. 

But you all had a valid point, why now? 

“It seems no one wants me here. I’ll leave, but I will come back.”

She looked now at Lucifer smiling at his angered face. ‘you’ll see’ She mouthed at him, he pointed towards the door.

And she left.

“That was way too easy.” Husk said that what all thought. She left you all dumbfounded. 

It was way too easy.

Angel shifted towards you and Lucifer. “So, you two a thing now?” You nod your head and smile brightly. 

He wanted to change the topic so you don't overthink all of this, and it worked successfully.

Charlie bounced up and down dismissing the weird visit from her mother. She's so excited for the two of you.

Charlie is a cutie pie, and you love everything about her. She is just like her father, the pros so the cons. Both just want to do their best for their beloved.

Even though they sometimes fuck up, it is always meant in a good way.

“You said It yourself seconds ago. Why are you even asking?” Lucifer asked and rested his chin on your shoulder.

He loves that he's shorter than you. Every time you two hugged he was always between your boobs. Even though he wears a hat to look taller.

Angel just shrugged and continued to drink his Malibu with his well known smile.

… Time Skip...

Lucifer paced around your room, and you watched his every move. 

You stood up and hugged his waist looking down into his eyes. Sometimes he was looking at you, but they travelled through the whole room most of the time.

“Luci, calm down. Nothing happened we are fine.” His strand fell in front of his eyes, and you put it back to its place, Lucifer clicked his tongue.

“That’s what’s worrying me. Why didn’t she do anything? I know Lilith since the start of earth, she wouldn’t just leave in those situations without a reason.” 

Lucifer leaned into you embrace letting out a distressed sigh. 

"Don't worry about it. You're one of the strongest beings, she wouldn't dare to put out a fight like Michael did." Lucifers sighs, you're probably right.

_____

“You just left?!” Michael laughed biting at his fresh manicured nail. 

His women staff around him tensed up, wanting nothing more than to leave.

Michael sent them away. They ran as fast as they could out of the room.

“And you didn’t even spy on them? Tried anything to get useful Information?! I really wonder why you divorced him and not the other way around.” He breathed in and threw a glass cup next to Lilith. 

“But you just LEFT?!” 

He shook his head, his eyes shining in pure blue. 

“They’re soulmates.” She whispered. Not looking at him with his icy cold eyes.

She hated that look in his eyes he was giving her.

He looked at her like she is a piece of garbage, something he should've got disposed of.

Something that now molds in one of his cabinets.

the only reason why she is still alive was her use for him.

And something else they both tried to hide and undo.

Michael’s mark burned in protest but it won’t stop him to punish Lilith.

“NO SHIT!” he leaned his hand in his palm trying to calm down. massaging his forehead hardy leaving a red fingerprint.

“Your plan failed Michael. It worked for a couple of Months but not longer. It seemed their bond grew stronger.” A loud bang echoed the icy cold halls in Michael’s mansion. 

The temperature was starting to get colder and colder. 

Ice started to grow around Lilith holding her tight in place. “I should’ve killed you a long time ago.”

He stood in front of Lilith cutting her cheek open with the same knife your blood was spilled. 

“I- I- have an idea!” Michael removed the knife from her cheek with ease.

Lilith feared him you thought? 

Feared was the wrong word.

She’s haunted by him. 

Every time she thinks she’s in peace, he reminds her that he has her in her personal hell.

The sharing Soulmate mark was burning on her skin bonding then for eternity.

“Tell me.” Michael licked Lilith’s blood away from her cheek and she shrieked trying to get away from him. But his ice didn’t let her move. 

“We can use her,”

Michael grabbed her chin turning Lilith head to him, “I already tried that Bitch.”

Lilith looked at Michael and shrugged her eyes at him, “But my idea is better.” 

Michael eyes twitched in annoyance, how dare she?

“On extermination day, we can take her away from him.”

______

You knocked onto Charlie’s door hesitant.

You were worried about her.

You know how it is with mommy Issues and when they try to gain something out of you. Out of your weakness and dreams. 

No one can destroy you like a mother can. No one can build you up like a loving mother. And no one can cause destruction like a mother.

You speak out of experience with your mother Sera.

Even though you’ve almost spoken no words with Lilith, she seems kind of like an asshole.

It was all Lilith's fault which caused Charlie and Lucifer being so distant to each other.

Saying always Lucifer was too busy to see his own daughter, which isn’t even true. 

And telling Lucifer that Charlie doesn't want to see her own father.

You didn’t like Lilith at all.

Charlie opened the door and was shocked to see you there. 

“Y/n?” You briefly smiled to her, “Can I get in?” She tilted her head and gave you a concerned look. “Did something happen with dad?” 

You shook your head laughing a bit, “I just want to know if everything’s alright with you? Just a quick check.” Charlie nods her head, not looking you in the eye. 

“I can see when someone’s lying my dear.” Charlie looks up to you, “pfft- No. I am completely fine! really!” She laughed you off, pushing you out of her and Vaggies room. 

“If you say so.” You said, not really believing her. Charlie puts her thumbs up and closed the door right in front of you. 

So that’s how Lucifer felt.

Not a nice feeling.

You can understand Charlie, you’re new. New to this Family, new to her. 

So, you understand when she doesn’t want to share her feelings with you. but it was worth a shot. 

You didn't spend much time with Charlie nor her friends.

You talked sometimes with Angel or with Husk. They seemed nice.

You had once a conversation with Alastor and Lucifer wasn’t really a fan of it. 

Lucifer creeped behind you and gave Alastor a rude comment.

He growled at Alastor and pushed you away from him. 

Since then, you always keep yourself distant from Alastor. 

You walked towards the bar seeing Angel and Husk drinking some cocktails and shots.

You sat beside Angel, telling husk to make you a good drink. 

“Never seen you drink alcohol before. Tough day?” Husk asked grabbing some bottles from the shelves. “Nah, just want to try something new.” 

Angel looked you up and down smiling. “You look different.” His fingers drew circles on the bar table, biting his lips in a sexual matter. 

“Did you and the short king finally get into some action?” He pushed his chest fur up and fluffed it a bit. 

And here we go.

Of course, Angel will notice.

Your cheeks redden, feeling the sudden embarrassed. 

“What? No- where did you get that idea from?!” You started playing with the glass that husk laid in front of you moments ago. 

Angel frowned, “I do sex for a living toots. But except that, everyone can see it even if you’re blind like a fish.” Angel rests his head on one of his many hands and raised his eyebrows at you. 

“You’re not a good liar kiddo.” Husk said and Angel snorted, “Ya see! Even Mr. grump cat can see it.”

Angel smirked at Husk and continued to tease him. They both stopped giving each other shots when they heard your joyful laugh. 

“What?” They both asked in sync.

“You two are like an old married couple.” You continued to laugh out loud.

Meanwhile Husk and Angel were a blushing mess blabbering “No’s” and dismissive comments about how they act. 

“Married couple? No, nah. We two? Never, haha!” Angel blabbered and husk agreed by him. And this went on and on for the rest of day.

Angel, Husk, and you got way closer. 

This was a great day so far. 

But there was an unsettling feeling building up in your guts, telling you to run. 

And you couldn’t figure out why. 

Walking back to your room you saw Alastor on your way back. 

‘Please not him’. 

“Look who we have here!” His smile was unsettling, you wanted to leave before he could try anything to you.

You were all alone and he could use this advantage. But he wouldn't right?

“Oh, hey there Alastor. Sorry we can’t chat any longer, I have stuff to do.” You waved him a goodbye and rushed away from him. 

Please let it work.

“What stuff?” 

Alastor teleported himself in front of you scaring the shit out of you.

You screamed and fell right onto your butt.

A stinging pain was growing in that area. 

“Ow! Wtf Alastor!” You looked up at his well-known wide smile and all he did was smirking even wider.

“You know little Angel; you seem to get comfortable in here. I’m glad you like this beautiful hotel! Do you-“

“Darling! Y/n?!” Lucifer called out for you. Interrupting Alastors chat with you, his ears quickly shifted to the well-known voice which was calling for you. 

Lucifer heard your little scream, and he quickly followed the red string feeling that connected the two of you. 

Alastor hummed and disappeared into his own shadows.

Lucifers eyes shifted around the hallway cursing that this place is too large to find you.

Finally he found you lying on your butt unmoving on the floor.

“Are you okay? What happened.” He helped you up to your feet searching for any damage before looking up to you. 

“Yeah, I guess. Just a weird encounter. Don’t worry about it.” Lucifer sighs but didn’t pry any further.

He trusts you that you’ll tell him when something is wrong. 

When you both were lying in your bed, and he was cuddled all up in your lap. 

All you couldn’t help but think about this unease that thrilled behind your head and in your guts.

It was making you sick, as if you got a rare disease.

You played with his angelic golden hair, hoping it will calm that feeling down, to no success.

It didn't help.

You decided to speak up about this, with Lucifer. Maybe this would help.

“Luci?” He hummed, “I have a bad feeling about this.” He sat up, scared that you mean the relationship you two formed.

Fuck I phrased that wrong. You internally screamed at yourself.

“About what?” 

please, please be something else, please. I thought everything is perfect. Lucifer begged in his head.

You looked onto your shelf where the duck he gifted you was resting. A replica from himself just in a duck form.

It glowing in all their might. You loved this duck; it just was so adorable and remind you of Lucifer so much.

“I don’t know, to be honest. Maybe it is the extermination.” You scratched the back of your head.

Lucifer sighs in relief. Thank God it's just that.

“Don’t worry your head about it Apple pie. Nothing will happen to you.”

Oh, how he will regret saying that. 

A/n: What do you think will Lilith and Michael do with Y/n?

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btw I'm sick so if this chapter (or the next) comes later than normal I apologize.

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Marc Spector x Sucubus!Reader Ft. Khonshu

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My submission #1 for Dead Dove December! there is still plenty of time, so I hope I can see at one or more other Oscar isaac Submissions and maybe a logan submission! Also, I love every single of the Pedro submissions, you are all so amazing!!!

Summary: You are a sucubus, and tonight you've come to visit one of your favorite toys, Marc Spector. Tonight, however, you have a visitor...

Warnings: Sucubus reader so reader is DARK! This fic is DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT! Marc is alseep the entire time so non con somno, Khonshu watches and is grossly possesive over/thinks he owns Marc's body. Dirty talk, general non con themes.

Moon Knight divider by @sister-lucifer

DDDNE dividers by @clawdee

Beta'd by @boredzillenial

1.3k words

A/N: This is my first writing Marc Spector in almost a year I think! Moon Knight for longer than that! I'm happy to see my baby again <3

He was really fucking pretty. 

Maybe that’s why he was your favorite, maybe that’s why you came back to him again and again.

Marc Spector was your favorite to be sure, a young man still youthful, maybe around 25, and you’d been visiting him for maybe 2 years now. He was handsome, an absolute cutie with dark curls, tan skin and strong build. Even in his youth, he was built thickly, even if a bit short. Standing at 5’8. He wasn’t much shorter than global average, but he was definitely average height for Latino and Sephardic men. 

But his cock… god, that’s one of his biggest draws. Sure the rest was fantastic; Marc was absolutely flawless, a sleeping beauty below you, but it was his cock stuffed inside you that brought you to ecstasy. The 9 inches was delightful, reaching deep inside your core so well you could feel him kiss your cervix at the right angle. But god, the thickness… the way he split you open, the way you felt so full as you sank down on his length, crammed up inside you as you cum hard around him, Marc’s eyes fluttering when he came inside you but never awakening.

Tonight was a little different, however. Tonight you had company.

Naked and dripping for him already, you grind your naked cunt over Marc’s grey sweat, getting him hard and aching. You could see his breathing increase with the rise and fall of his chest laid bare like he knew you were coming. Like he was whoring himself out for you, and you alone. But you weren’t alone, were you?

“Come to watch, have you?” You speak, not looking away from Marc’s slightly parted lips, but speaking to the being in the corner.

“I wasn’t aware you could see me, little one.” 

You chuckle. You knew who he was, but he didn’t know you. Of course not. Succubi, while somewhat rare, were not unheard of and there was no reason for him to know you.

But you knew who he was.

“I can see all the Gods and beings of our realm, Khonshu” You smile as you turn to the man in his skeleton-bird form, grinding down hard on Marc’s bulge and humming in contentment.

He makes no sound, simply nodding. “And you’re a succubus, I am?”

“I am. This here,” You pat Marc’s chest. “Is my favorite toy. The question is, why are you here? Just came to watch? I won’t object.” You give him a teasing smirk, but see nothing in return.

“I am the owner of this body.”

Your eyebrows quirk up in surprise as you continue to dry hump Marc’s sleeping form. Was he mad you were using ‘his’ body? “Oh?”

“And I come to summon him, only to find a stranger using my avatar.”

Ah, an avatar. No wonder Marc was so lean, so muscled and strong. “And were you summoning him to use him like I am?”

He chuckles. “Hardly, although I can’t say it hasn’t crossed my mind. No, Marc is my knight. It seems you also have plans for him.”

“Ohhhh yesss, I do.” You’re approaching an orgasm, and you haven’t even taken out his cock yet. “So many plans… Khonshu… the question is, are you going to let me use your little toy?”

Khonshu cocks his head to the side. “Only if I get to watch.”

5 minutes later, Marc’s cock was drilling your insides as you bounced on him, hands planted firmly on his chest with Khonshu watching you. He remains clothed, rubbing himself slowly underneath his crisp pressed pants (he changed from his robes for the occasion, into a nice suit.). 

“How’s the view?” You tease him, your cunt leaking from your first orgasm all around Marc's supple hips.

“Simply sublime.” Khonshu’s voice booms through the room.

“Me?” Leaning down, you kiss into Marc’s neck, taking a nibble before side-eyeing back to Khonshu in the corner. “Or him?”

“Both”

Marc lightly snored, and you look over to watch the sweet man’s nostrils flare, so unaware of what is happening, so unaware he’s being used a sex doll for one, and porn for another.

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” You’re pussy clenches around Marc’s cock as you bounce, enthralled by the inherent eroticism of it all, the treatment of Marc’s body as a thing to be rented out. You run your hands over his chest, feeling his warmth, his sweat, his tensing, aching body responding to you like the goodest good boy you’ve ever had the pleasure of defiling. “He feels so goddamn good, Khonshu.”

“How deep is he inside you?” He asks, still lazily leaning back but the touches over his clothed cock taking on a speedier edge. 

“You can feel for yourself.”

Khonshu reiterates, his voice much firmer now. “How deep, little one?”

You place your hand on your stomach, right where you can feel him piercing your womb. “He’s so deep…” you whine, drenching Marc’s thighs with your slick. He deserved this, deserved to have his fat cock drained, balls emptied inside a beautiful woman. Too bad Marc would never be awake to see it.

But Khonshu is, and isn’t that the next best thing? The owner of the body, watching and getting off to his varlet being abused in his sleep. Well, you wouldn’t exactly call it abuse… Marc sure seemed to be enjoying it.

Little whimpers leave his lips, and when you reach back behind yourself, you can feel his balls tightening.

“He’s about to cum, Khonshu…” You bounce on him with renewed fervor, your stomach flipping at the thought of being filled again by his hot, sticky warmth. Fuck, he was splitting you open, your body impailed on the young man as his length is fed inside you. “Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum inside me?”

“Fuck yourself on my cock.” His voice was breathy, breaking down just a little, losing a modicum of self control. “Let me cum inside, let my vessel fill your womb with my seed.”

“FUCK!” Your orgasm is crashing, screaming, clawing and kicking out of you, your body shaking with delight and milking out Marc’s as he fills you up. Rope after rope, your fluids mix in an unholy matrimony, cum trickling down his legs as your cum overflows to stain his sheets. You can’t even lament what was lost, the virile young man continuing to claim you with his cum, with Khonshu's cum, and you can feel it where his cut tip kisses your womb. 

And fuck, he looks so pretty like this.

His body, tight and lightly muscled, is tense, his mouth lightly parted as little moans escape his lips. His tits flex with the intensity, eyebrows knitted together as the final spurts fill your stomach, causing you to bulge. You’ve never felt him cum like this before, and you suspect the extra seed was Khonshu’s doing. As Marc’s hips stutter a final time, he sighs a little out of his lips, a name, not yours, whispered on his tongue.

“Layla…”

You don’t want to move. On top of Marc’s now-relaxed body, you enjoy feeling him so calm, so rested, so beautiful, even if he was thinking of some woman.

“He met a girl.” Khonshu stands. Any mess he made is gone, but you can tell by the light panting that the skeleton bird had cum too. “Kill her father a few years ago. She doesn’t know that yet, but it seems they’ve begun an affair of sorts. Doesn’t matter.” Khonshu says with resolve. “That will fall apart too, just like everything else in his life. He’ll soon learn I’m all he needs.”

You huff a laugh. Khonshu’s self importance was well known in the shadow realm, but this was none of your business. You were off to carry out your night, ready to knock some girl up with Marc’s cum. You give the young man a little kiss on the cheek.

“Until next time, Spector.”

Thank you so so so so much for reading!

I really hope you all enjoyed it, I wanted to explore Khonshu's possesive feelings towards the body. I explored this a little in Your Very Being which is Jake x khonshu and i feel takes place after this.

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Pros and cons of bts members please

Genre: Lovely smut

Pairing: Dominant! Bangtan Sonyondan and Submissive Female Reader

Name: Kim Namjoon (Rm)

Pro: Namjoon’s such a cute, smart but slightly ditzy boyfriend to have. Both of you are usually just home alone or in a hotel room together, he’s usually just on the computer while you’re lying down on your phone. Occasionally both of you will go out on dates or just a walk together, this is when his ditziness comes out the most, with him trying to show you something new and destroying something on accident. You know he means well and just gets too excited to show you sometimes he thought was cool.

Con: Just like anything else when he touches something while excited he forgets his strength. Namjoon ripped your clothes off, effortlessly threw you on the bed, pinned you on the bed, and fucked you unmercifully for an hour. Afterward, both of you cuddle together for a while, until he has to get back up and work on his computer again.

Name: Kim Seokjin (Jin)

Pro: After years of dating and traveling the world seokjin’s ready to settle down with his love, during the first time you both met he asked you out on a date. He was a complete gentleman during the whole date even picking you up and dropping you back off. After dating for a while he asks you to be his girlfriend, and after that you both become attached. Whenever someone sees Seokjin you’re usually right by him, you’re friends get slightly jealous of you thinking you’re lucky to have him.

Con: He offhandedly asked you if you were into Bdsm after you said yes and since it was introduced to your relationship it’s there forever. You’re always at his beckoning call no matter what, he’s stern but also very nice and a cutie sometimes. As time goes on the kinks and rules slowly get rougher, and the love you receive from him gets more intense with it. After each session, he cuddles with you and teases you about how you acted and the noises you made during it.

Name: Min Yoongi (Suga)

Pro: You’re treated like a big spoiled fluffy house cat, everything you and anything you could want was easily at your fingertips. He hates leaving you all alone during tours and dislikes seeing his kitty getting grumpy before his flights he’d take you if he could, so you get extra treats, cuddles, and cute little cat toys. After pestering him a bunch of times about needing somewhere to sit in his studio, he got you a human-sized cat bed in the corner of his studio.

Con: Besides your being “Yoongi’s cat.” In everybody’s phone, and if you’re in your cat bed while anyone walks in they’ll greet you like your a cat. Yoongi’s kinda into free use, if he’s in the mood and you are too why wait and just do it somewhere nobody else is? That’s why he has passwords on his recording room doors, and he just loves seeing your cute little eyes looking back up at him while giving him head.

Name: Jung Hoseok (J-Hope)

Pro: Hobi Oppa is such a ray of sunshine to your life honestly, you both hang out and go out on cute little dates all the time. He always makes sure to compliment everything you wear, your hair, and even your makeup. He’s also kinda overprotective of you, and also not against being away from each other for too long. Somehow both of you even started sleeping together naked even without having sex, he often hugs you, cuddles with you tightly during it, and gives you deep kisses all over.

Con: Hoseok is such a sweetheart it’s honestly hard to find any faults in him…. Except for one…it’s just that he’s a masochist. He’s obviously the dominant one in your relationship, but it’s kinda embarrassing for him but you love him so you don’t mind. He regularly fucks you hard until you can barely control yourself, your legs and arms going everywhere until they wrap around him. Your nails start digging into his back making him moan and go rougher and deeper inside you.

Name: Park Jimin

Pro: The honeymoon phase is forever, Jimin always thinks it’s important to make sure you’re secure, happy, and satisfied in your relationship together. Fights are usually tame between both of you just being simple disagreements, he loves surprising you with cute things he finds while away/on tour.

Con: From Humble to greedy, From Divine to Sinful it only takes one step to be off the path. As trips and work shifts seem to get longer his infatuation gets deeper for you, and when he sees you he just wants to drink every drop and still thirst for more. One time they even extended a tour for bts, and he couldn’t take it anymore the phone and video sex weren’t enough anymore so he flew you out.

Name: Kim Taehyung (V)

Pro: Taehyung is just a nice shy guy, he couldn’t even make the first move, he just slipped you a cute note with his name and phone number. After a bit of texting you both got comfortable texting and talking to each other on the phone and he invites you over for dinner at his place. You’re hesitant at first but you go and both enjoy yourself a lot, both of you end up spending a lot of time together making people think you're both moving too fast. Taehyung defends both of your relationships, he honestly loves you and sees both of you being together for a long time.

Con: “It’s not true love if she’s not satisfied I’m bed.”, these are words Taehyung has taken to heart and keeps true to himself. So whenever both of you have sex he goes for as long and hard as he can. Taehyung may be rough in bed, but he’s always gentle with you during it fixing your hair, checking up on you, calling you sweet names he even gave you water during the middle of the sex when your throat sounded dry.

Name: Jeon Jungkook

Pro: Jungkook loves your personality, the way you talk, your interests just everything about you. But he really loves your body, whenever you could be wearing regular clothes, a nice dress, an oversized shirt, a nightgown, lingerie, or just fresh out of the shower he loves it. You’re his favorite person to take pictures of, even setting up photo shoots at places to put up in his studio.

Con: He wants to post them so badly, not in a malicious way but in a beautiful way. In old paintings there are women simply in gardens and rivers naked, it’ll be actually tasteful nudity and he knows people would come from around the world to see you like that. Even with photos, your skin looks so soft, and everything always seemed like it was made to make the best background for you.

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BillieBustUp: A Boycott?

Hazbin Hotel is implicated, too.

cw: child grooming

Short version: BillieBustUp hired a known child groomer Blackgryph0n/Gabriel C. Brown, and the lead dev Katie Nelson is digging in their heels defending him, claiming that the groomer says he's innocent, and the "haters" are all sockpuppets for his wife/victim's abusive father. The evidence against him is piling up, and it seems like BillieBustUp, a game founded on LGBTQIA and disability representation, will instead be the face of uplifting pedophilia and child grooming. Gabriel is also the voice actor for Hazbin Hotel's Alastor, but only his singing role in the pilot, the song "Insane" which has risen to some popularity.

On June 14, 2024, Twitter user dagobbiEST posted a Twitter thread that implicated the creator of BillieBustUp, an upcoming indie game helmed by Katie Nelson/KatieBlueprint, in defending the actions of the voice actor Blackgryph0n, aka Gabriel C. Brown, who voices the character Barnaby. For those who were present in the My Little Pony fandom during 2014, you will know BlackGryph0n best either for his videos or perhaps for his most infamous accomplishment, which was creeping out many fans with his overly-familiar relationship with voice actress Michelle Creber, who was 14 to his 24.

Blackgryph0n went on to groom and subsequently marry Claire Corlett, Michelle's coworker and friend (and fellow 14 year old) when she turned 20, who was then isolated from her entire family, citing abuse. (The author does not deny that she may have been abused; it is typical for a groomer to pursue a minor who has a strained/difficult family situation.)

The facts are simple: Gabriel met Claire when she was a child, only 14/15, in a position of authority over her as a sound engineer at her voice acting job. The fact that they then later pursued a relationship, even if "she initiated it", implies that there was grooming taking place over the years in between. The groundwork of a relationship was built with a minor, even if it was not overtly romantic until later. For more information on grooming, please see here.

Scads of screencaps were rapidly produced on Twitter after the initial screencaps of the BillieBustUp Discord were posted, including many tweets with proof of Blackgryph0n's inappropriate flirting with the child actresses back to when they were 15 and 16. Gabe's claims that they "became friends only four years ago" (conveniently when she was 20) were quickly debunked as lies, due to all of the overwhelming Tweet and video evidence.

A list of links with more information:

A gathering of some of the most damning tweeted evidence to dispute the "only befriended her when she was 20" claim by Gabe.

A Reddit thread from r/YouTubeDrama concerning the recent allegations and firsthand witnesses to creepy behavior at conventions. Key quote:

"To provide some context, Gabriel knew them from that age because of his work. He is the only notable brony who concurrently worked on the show, though only peripherally as a backup voice/sound engineer for the sound and music team. However, he was around early on, and thus had access to FiM's voice actors, including the then-child VAs of the Cutie Mark Crusaders (Sweetie Belle (Creber), Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo). That's why he knew her from that young age, because his job provided him the opportunity to engage with those teenagers—to a professional limit, but he took it further than that with at least 2 of them." (d_shadowspectre3, who misidentified Creber - Creber voiced Apple Bloom, and Corlett voiced Sweetie Belle)

An informational Twitter thread from 2023 by BronyFandont discussing the grooming with more screencapped evidence.

A google doc of various screenshots, including a first-person witness to Gabriel's inappropriate behavior at a Brony con.

A Twitter thread with eight screencaps debunking the timeline Blackgryph0n tries to lie about, claiming he only met Corlett for extended periods when she was 20.

A Twitter thread by user Wootmaster discussing the allegations back in 2022, in which he adds that several big fandom names - including Saberspark, ACRacebeast and PaleoSteno - closed ranks and defended Blackgryph0n at the time, including leveling harassment at Corlett's father. Saberspark coined the deeply unsettling "It's creepy, but legal" in regards to the situation.

Some of Gabriel Brown's previous brushes with racism also came into discussion, including

A full blown minstrel skit with Michelle Creber (a minor at the time) with giant afro wigs, blaccents, and the fake names "Nikisha Abagale Safron" and "Latoya Aloofa Williamson", posted by ACRacebeast under the title "Bronies React: MLP Generation 3."

Another Twitter thread with screencaps of Gabriel Brown's racism by Helluvareceipts.

Screencaps of the BillieBustUp discord, with clumsy defenses by Katie Nelson in lieu of any official statement.

More of Gabriel's racist and C*vid-denial tweet "likes" have been dug up.

A deleted racist tweet from Blackgryph0n.

A Twitter screencap of Blackgryph0n getting banned from Babscon due to racism in 2021.

During the uproar, BillieBustUp and lead dev Katie Nelson remained notably silent, which resulted in a Tweet about the game's LGBTQIA representation devolving into repeated demands for answers, which were also ignored.

There was an unofficial statement made only on the BillieBustUp Discord group on June 15th, but it wouldn't be until June 17 that an official "rebuttal" was posted on Google Docs by "Katie and Ash". The entirety of the rebuttal can be summed up with 'Blackgryph0n says he's being targeted by sockpuppet accounts and promises he's innocent, and I believe him.'

June 17 also saw a very strange, inappropriate, and immature response from Michelle Creber, peppered with "Y'all"s, emojis, and inappropriately casual slang like "take the L," considering the seriousness of the allegations. She not only stated that Gabriel Brown (a member of the US Navy) is an "incredibly brilliant but brilliant autistic bean" and thus so harmless he wouldn't hurt a spider, which errs so far on the side of infantilization it seems insulting at best, and ableist at worst. Any Twitter accounts that requested clarification or answers were blocked by both Creber and Brown.

What does this mean for you?

What this means is that the BillieBustUp and Hazbin Hotel fandoms now have to contend with the fact that their creators have knowingly and purposefully invited a child groomer into their fandoms, and given them social cachet that they might use to take advantage of minors, as he did during his job as a sound engineer on My Little Pony. The BBU dev team is also ignoring any concerns about a potential threat. This may also mean that, if there are inevitable fandom events like panels, the child groomer Gabriel C. Brown may be present where there are also children and teens, who may not be aware of his history.

The decision of whether to boycott or not is your decision; I cannot in good conscience spend money on a game that will put money into a groomer's pockets and add to his resume. The decision is yours. This post is to shine light onto what the BillieBustUp team and Blackgryph0n/Gabriel Brown desperately want to keep in the dark, and to spread awareness to other social media platforms. And, most importantly, to protect any minors who might be in these fandoms, who may not realize that their idols are not someone they should look up to, defend, or even be in private contact with.

Stay safe, and thank you for reading.

[moreespressoformydepresso]

What are your honest thoughts on all Descendants boys? From both books and movies?

Oehh that’s a good question! I’ll base most of this off of the movies because I remember them more clearly. Sorry this is so late, I needed some time to sort out my thoughts. Let’s see:

Ben: cutie, golden retriever energy, needs to grow a bit more of a spine but as a recovering doormat I vibe with him.

He’s got a good heart, and he’s definitely going places, but I have no idea who decided a 16-year-old should be king. Hilariously, he’s a better king than his dad because he cares about all of his people, not just the “heroes”. But still, he’s 16, let him have his dumbass teenage years. He’s still in his phase of wanting to please everyone and that isn’t gonna lead to the best decision making. You’re king, Ben, you can overrule your girlfriend’s selfish idiotic plan of closing the barrier. Just tell her “the barrier was opened for you to come through too. If those kids aren’t worth the risk, does that mean you aren’t either? Should we throw you back?!” And she’s change her tune real fast. You gotta give some tough love sometimes.

Jay: cool, I wanna know his gym routine, pretty funny but rash, needs Carlos to temper his brand of crazy (love their bromance).

I love the narrative parallels to the movie Aladdin. Jafar thought himself so far above a street rat and now he’s raised his son to be one so he can continue being a con-man. In the movies, Jay is actually a very accurate representation of your upbringing shaping you into who you are. All Jay knows is stealing, he’s never been taught to pay if he doesn’t have to, so to him stealing’s perfectly fine. It’s normal. It’s a lot more subtle than the whole “who doesn’t like being evil” bit, but the core idea is the same: when all you’ve ever known is one perspective, that’s gonna feel like the objective truth because you’ve never had a chance to try a different one.

Carlos De Vil: Best (movie) Boy, my baby, I love him. What a little nerd (affectionate).

He’s a big part of why I willfully ignore the absolute stupidity that is the third movie’s ending. I’m sorry Mal, wtf is wrong with you??? You set your supposed friend’s abuser free for nothing but some empty platitudes and dare suggest you’ve become an empathetic person?!?! In the books, we get a lot more insight into just how horrible of a mother Cruella is, but even in the movies we see he’s had it bad because of how jumpy and nervous he is. Disney is still Disney so we don’t get much of the healing process, but we see how he calms down and adjusts to a normal life over the course of the movies when he’s out of the bad situation, which is pretty good by Disney standards. Cameron Boyce did an amazing job playing him (R.I.P Cameron) and seeing an abuse victim get comfortable within their own skin and getting the happy ending they deserve is always fun.

Harry Hook: Insane (affectionate), most fashionable drama queen ever, absolutely crazy, more than a few screws loose but in the best way possible, he’s hilarious.

So on the surface, Harry’s pretty simple. A dude who’s lost his marbles and flirts with everyone. He probably has some kind of moral compass, since he didn’t rip Mal’s throat out with his hook when she revealed her little stunt in D3, but it fell overboard at some point and couldn’t be found so nobody knows what it is except Harry himself. Also, he has his sane moments, like during that same confrontation in D3 I mentioned before where he says “And you, King Benny... you're probably gonna throw us all back inside.” It’s the first time I’ve heard him sound… not like Harry. It’s sombre and defeated, a little disappointed maybe? Either way it’s really good acting and it implies he can act completely “normal” but he just chooses not to, which makes me like him even more. He’s just a dude living his best life despite the circumstances he was born into.

Gil: adorable, hilarious, kinda clueless but in a good way.

I love characters that have no idea what’s going on half the time but are absolute sweethearts trying their best. He’s like- the opposite of his dad in every way and I’m living for it!

Gaston Jr and Gaston the third: I don’t have much to say on them, let alone separately, so they get a section together.

Honestly? I don’t remember having an opinion of them. They made Evie happy by wresting, which is cool so they get points for that. Seem like they’re trying to out-gentleman each other to win Evie’s heart and since they’re not being creepy assholes about it they are objectively better than their dad. Very much brawl over brains, the two of them, with their constant wrestling reminding me of Carlos and Jay except they’re both the muscle. Kinda cute sibling relationship, even if it’s in a VK-typical villain-flavored way.

Anthony Tremaine: squeeeee, my type is pretty boys who sigh in annoyance at everything, I guess? We only get scraps but I happily cradle them to my chest.

Uhmmm so Anthony’s personality is mostly up for imagination? The only canon information we have is that he’s most likely Anastasia’s only kid (someone on Tumblr pointed out that, in the scene with the wicked step-daughters, he’s referred to only as their cousin, not their brother) and he’s very bored with his cousins’ antics. Given A Twist In Time the potential drama is endless. Every time Anthony’s mentioned we’re reminded he’s pretty and has good style, and I love that for him. Dude lives on an isle of junk and still looks like a supermodel. Lots of room for my own ideas while still remaining within the realm of “could be canon” with just enough base in there that I’m not just creating an OC, and as a writer and artist that’s all I need tbh.

Hadie: cute, deserves better, I need more of him and Mal bonding

Mal’s half-brother, son of Hades, very cool. I like that he’s trying to turn good and having a hard time, because that’s very realistic for someone who grew up not knowing anything other than evil. Descendants 2 tried to tackle it with Mal, but failed miserably. We know Hades sucks as a parent in descendants (neglect is abuse) so that’s not gonna help him.

Dough: Awww he’s so cute with Evie 🥺

No really that’s it. He’s a nerd that gets the girl, has some very funny moments, but honestly most of his character is centered around Evie? And they’re cute together it’s not a bad thing but there isn’t much to analyze. He’s understandably pissed about someone like Chad getting all the girls while using them, but that’s also only ever seen in relation to Evie.

Chad Charming: what a bitch (derogatory), total coward, I hate him but he’s funny.

So I have no issue with characters who conduct themselves terribly (I love Audrey, (fanon) Anthony, Uma, and many others from many fandoms) if, and that’s a massive IF, they have a good reason for it. And I’ll count “because I can and I want to” as a good reason, because by that point you have someone who’s mean and owns it. I can appreciate the self-awareness and usually those characters are very extra so it’s entertaining. If not that, there needs to be a reason they are the way they are. Audrey has the pressure from her grandmother (and the borderline verbal abuse), Uma has the very real grievance of living in squalor on a run-down island full of the worst of humanity because she was born, what does Chad have? He’s spoiled. A spoiled brat. And he goes from that to an overtly whimpering coward with none of the pretense of superiority in any field. His one saving grace is that he’s a massive joke.

Diego De Vil, Clay Clayton, Gonzo, Jace and Harry Badun, Herkie, Aziz, Jonas, Lefou Deux, Li Shang Jr, everyone else I missed: no opinion, because they’re not relevant enough for the writers to give them a personality.

I have nothing I’m sorry. I barely remember reading their names and I don’t remember anything from the scenes they’re (mentioned) in to get an idea of what to talk about here.

That was… a lot lmao

[petitelepus]

Hello dear friend! Can I have yandere transformers matchup? :3 I would be a human!!

I care too much about what others feel and think to an unhealthy amount. I am most of the time unserious and I love to joke around, serious situations are stressful so I prefer to be joyful, but I do like talking about serious topics (sometimes).

I joke a lot and I mean a lot (it's mostly the humor of a 12 y/o kid which can be annoying to some people)!

I also apologize A LOT, I apologize so much that it might be too annoying but I always feel a sense of guilt inside of me.  I'm also VERY sensitive and worry about everything. I feel guilty about everything 24/7 even if I shouldn't feel guilty. That's why I apologize so much.

I have anger issues and it's very easy to make me angry. 

My biggest love language is words of affirmation, I would say "I love you" and stuff like that very often. Saying that I am proud of them and compliment them. The second one is probably physical touch!

Thank you so much! Have a wonderful day <3

Starscream and his clones are Yanderes for you!

It all started with Starscream growing obsessed with you. Such a sweet little thing! When coming face to face with a Con like him, your first instinct was to admire this alien robot, just like you humans should, but there was something endearing in you and what Starscream wants, he will get it.

And if he fails? Well, we all know he won't stop after one failure. Those Autobots might want to give you up to him since there is no way they can keep him apart from you.

"You pesky Autobots can't protect her forever! One day she will belong to me and only me!"

This scheming bastard will absolutely guilt trip you into giving yourself for him. He is shameless in that way.

When he created his clones, they did not only get his personality traits but also his obsessions towards you. Fights between clones do ensue, because they adore you and your meek attitude, but DAMN, when you get angry, they are shocked!

...And some are maybe even a little turned on?

Thundercracker thinks he is a big shot and will act like as if he is doing you a favor by loving you. Newsflash, he isn't, but his mind is hard to turn when he sets it on something.

"Don't you see how much I love you? You should feel honored that I've chosen a human like you as my Conjunx Endura!"

Skywarp, poor scared, and abused Skywarp clings to you like you are his shadow and he is even scared of that. He insists that he loves you, so please, protect him? He is so afraid, won't you be brave for him?

"I- I think I saw a Scraplet! P- Please save me, don't leave me alone, I'm so scared!"

Ramjet keeps on lying his aft off, but it works in your advantage. He may deny it, but you know he means exactly the opposite of what he says.

"What are you talking about? I don't love you! No, no, never! Not in a million-star years!"

Sunstorm is a complete and utter suck-up. He will flatter you to Heaven and back, but how genuine he really is?

"Oh, cute little Conjunx of ours! Your beauty or kindness knows no boundaries! Won't you do this poor Con a favor and give him one of those sweet kisses of yours?"

Slipstream is certainly something, only no one really knows what aspect of Starscream she represents. She gives you some tough love because it's only you and her against all these single-minded mechs.

"Please stop apologizing! You owe nothing to these idiots! I'm the only one you need to worry about!"

When or if you give in, all of them, every single one of his clones and Starscream himself love how you shower them with praises and sweet words that declare your love towards them.

They all have their own ways of reacting, but one thing is for certain, you will never be bored with them around you.

Getaway is Yandere for you!

Oh, there is a new human in Lost Light? What a pleasure it would be to get to know them and maybe gain an ally from them?

He didn't expect to see a cutie like you and the moment he saw you enter Lost Light as Earth's liaison and Megatron's new guardian, Getaway knew he had to get you all to himself.

He would approach you and kneel down, taking your small hand in his and making a smooth kiss noise as he would gently press his facemask against the back of your hand. He has you blushing in a matter of seconds and he grins secretly, absolutely sure that he can charm you on his side.

He loves listening to you tell him about Earth and loves hearing you joke and will offer a question or two about how or where you learned such funny things?

Getaway is also charming as Hell, he didn't become one of the hottest Bots out there with his looks alone!

Oh, darling, you have no reason to apologize so much, Getaway would forgive you after two or three apologies and say something charming that would make your heart beat in your chest.

Getaway is curious about your job and when he learns that your death would mean that Megatron would be executed, he grows a morbid plan of faking your death so he could get rid of Megatron.

The mech tries his best to paint a horrible image of Megatron into your mind, trying to get you to his and other rebels' side.

Getaway is the ultimate escape artist, able to escape from any tight spot he might find himself in. That includes an uncomfortable talk with you if you ever have one.

But oh mighty Primus save Getaway when you realize that he has been fooling you all this time and what he did to Rodimus, Megatron, and the rest of your friends. You're seething, knowing he used you for his own good! His only choice is to remove your memories...

But that's alright, little Sweetspark, the two of you can start off fresh! Let Getaway tell you how the two of you are actually lovers and evil Megatron stole your memories of him and you together...

It's okay, you can make new memories starting now as the new Lost Light's captain's Conjunx...!

[linguist-in-a-blanket]

I saw so many BBC Ghosts fans here trashing the American version that I finally gave up and watched the original.

Well, thanks, I hate it.

Some of the plots were more amusing, yes. I personally liked how the sister story played off. I mean, when in American version we see Jo from Mythic Quest show up with that "nice" smile for one episode, we know what's up from the first second. When it's a seemingly genuine woman who has a couple of episodes to actually earn Alison's and our trust, it's much better. I also liked most of the ones that didn't make it into the remake.

But the core of this premise is characters. And British characters... They're just bad, I'm sorry, they're bad. They are all one note! There is no arc for anybody! Even the most annoying one, Thomas! His whole thing is that he doesn't know what boundaries or consent are, and this goes on for five seasons! Come on, man! Trevor in the American version has charisma, and he comes a long way in just 2 and half seasons we've seen him. This all really makes up for him being a huge jerk: at least he's a lovable jerk, plus he changes. Julian is not lovable at all, Thomas never changes, he's the same since episode 1 till the finale one. Why should we care about two one-note jerks? Flower has a lot about herself aside from being not-all-here: sex-drive, pacifism, commitment issues, basketball, backstories about at least three close people from her life (two boyfriends and brother)... Kitty is just a stupid cutie who is not-all-here, nothing else.

And this drives me to my next point. Such one-note characters without any development simply cannot have a deep connection. Nobody likes each other in this show. I've seen a lot of takes that American ghosts and Sam are friends, while British ghosts and Alison are family. Well, if you mean an abusive family that you can't get away from, that never gives you any good feelings, sure. But do we really need that? Whom of the ghosts does Alison actually like? She hates Thomas and Fanny (never has this realization about her unrealized motherly feelings, and Fanny herself never realizes why she is like she is and how she can change), she doesn't understand Robin (after spending a day with him and learning what he knows, she just gives him to Fanny as a pet), at the very best she pities Kitty. The only one who actually likes Alison as a person is Kitty, but she has her own projections, she is like a duckling who saw the first person near them and said "mommy". She's actually not much better than Thomas in that way, same level of neediness and clinginess, just more lovable than him, and it's not sexual harrassment, more... platonic harrassment? Yay?..

By the way, Alison also doesn't change. Whenever she sees a new ghost in a new place, she is creeped out. This was okay in the beginning, but after living in a house with 9+ ghosts for a couple of years, she is still creeped out by others! Oh, I'm so sorry for your inconvenience, mam, this guy just, you know, didn't have anybody to see him or talk to him in a couple of centuries, but no, no big deal, sure. Sam is fascinated by her gift, she is always happy to explore and talk to new ghosts, Alison just finds it weird and unsettling, even after, what, five years? Girl, you are a fucking superhero! Talk to the invisible people, damn you!

Sure, it could be about not being able to change, especially after you're dead, but then... why? Why should we look at bad people who stay bad, and most importantly, why should we look at them for five seasons?

When Alison weighed pros and cons for staying, she put "ghosts" in both columns. I'm sorry, but why? We almost never see her enjoying their company, almost never see the ghosts helping her (which is petty, but when American ghosts did this for Sam a couple of first times, that's when she warmed up to them)... They are always an incovenience for Alison. Never do they respect any boundaries, all they can do is do one big gesture (song, dance, theater) and move on to being annoying and needy. Never can they hear "no", never can they respect what she asks of them.

Sam says a lot of times she can't leave the ghosts, and I believe her. Even Jay loves the American ghosts! Sam has this whole group of friends and enjoys their company. They all have connections with each other and with the livings. British don't, they move in a pack and look for somebody to annoy, be that Alison or that poor neighbor ghost.

[danpuff-ao3]

Snarry-a-Thon 2019

Snarry-a-Thon is an annual fest of Snarry goodness that always brings so much creativity and joy in the Snarry community. I am forever blown away by how much talent and passion Snarry-lovers have. With that in mind, I wanted to create some special recs for a fest near and dear to my heart.

With that, here are my Top 5 picks for the 2010 fest! But first...

Disclaimer: my rec lists are created based on my personal experiences and preferences. There are plenty of other stories and authors who are quite good and deserve just as much love. This is not meant to be an objective “best of the best” list, but the subjective opinion of a longtime reader and fangirl.

Amortentia

by avioleta (@avioleta). Rated: E. Words: 21,057. First time. Past relationships. Non-consensual drug use.

A few years after they married, Harry discovers Ginny has been dosing him with Amortentia the whole time. He goes to Snape for help to reverse the effects.

Cutis Fame Morbus

by Lilian. Rated: T. Words: 11,897. Hurt/comfort. Bed sharing. Dub-con cuddling. Naked cuddling.

Sometimes, redemption comes with the face of a deadly wizard-disease and its only cure: forced cuddling.

A Snake's Story

by pluperfectsunrise. Rated: M. Words: 8,472. Animagus. Healing.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter finds an injured snake and nurses it back to health. It’s Severus Snape, of course.

How We Were Warriors

by Writcraft (@writcraft). Rated: E. Words: 51,567. Queer themes. Implied/referenced homophobia. Emotional hurt/comfort. Getting together. Slow burn. Falling in love. Healing. Past relationships. HIV/AIDS. Queer history. Pride parades. Happy ending.

A homophobic attack in London’s Soho brings Harry to New York City to discover more about the past. Still haunted by love and loss in the eighties, Severus just wants to forget. In Manhattan’s Greenwich Village, past and present collide, and in one another Severus and Harry find hope for the future.

Hero Worship

by zalil. Rated: E. Words: 14,051. Past relationships. Light dom/sub.

When Snape meets Potter a few years after the war, he is surprised to see that the little brat has come to be a strapping young lad with the muscles of an Auror and a command over his magical powers that makes Snape want to fall to his knees and worship him.

Snarry-a-Thon 2019 Masterlist

[heartsopenminds]

Con and Nathan, highlights #6

Q. (asked on behalf of the youngest attendee at the con who I think was only about 4 years old and had the best outfits of the weekend! She got a bit shy so mum asked her question instead) What’s your favourite dinosaur?

Con and Nathan were both totally charmed, and Con said ‘do you know the pterodactyl? then someone in the audience yelled out ‘they’re not dinosaurs!’ and Con said quite indignantly, er did I say they were? and shook his head in a jokey way like, can you believe what I have to put up with? Then he asked the lil' cutie what her favourite dinosaur was (didn’t quite catch the name!) and said well, that’s my favourite too and there was a collective ‘awwww!’ from the audience.

Q. Samba said his dream ending for Roach would be to go out in a super chaotic way while taking out as many enemies as possible, is there anything you would have liked to see your character do?

Con came straight back with a very emphatic ‘Live!’ which got a huge cheer. Nathan said his dream ending for the show would be an epic battle with all the other characters going out one by one in a blaze of glory, and somehow Lucius is the last person left but as he turns to walk away from the scene, he trips over his own feet, hits his head and dies.

Q. We’re all familiar with the idea of Izzy being the only human in a muppet movie, but if you had to cast all the OFMD characters as muppets, who would everyone be?

Con said Stede would be Kermit, then nodded at Nathan and said ‘Miss Piggy?’ which Nathan wasn't too impressed with. He was trying to think of someone else better suited, but Con was having none of it. Nathan then said that he was suddenly realising he didn't know the muppets as well as he'd thought. He did an impression of Beaker and was musing about who that would be before turning to Con and saying oh, you! Someone in the audience called out no, Izzy would be Sam the Eagle, but Con wasn’t sold on the idea and mentioned the grumpy old guys instead. He said Jenkins was the one that first sent him the tweet about the muppets as he thought it was very true. Then Con picked back up on the Lucius/Miss Piggy connection - Nathan still wasn't loving it, and was like but isn’t there one that’s all sexy? before realising, oh that is actually Miss Piggy and finally giving in. Con said Fozzy Bear would be Pete, and Nathan was like yessss - ugh, the love of my life with a super cute and dreamy expression.

Q. Who would you go to a convention to see?

Con said Tina Fey and Al Pacino, referring back to an earlier answer about who he'd most like to work with. Nathan said it’d have to be someone who was kind of godlike to him, and if it could be someone from any era, his favourite singer of all time is Ella Fitzgerald. Con said he’d love to see the Brat Pack reunited, and Nathan mentioned seeing Jon Bernthal (Shane from The Walking Dead) at a con recently, and being all like ‘woof!’ Con thought Alias was excellent TV and all the actors from the show went on to become super famous, so he’d go to see them.

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[exceptionalcameo]

1750: the year Nicky was born

Knew when she spotted Rio what it would mean so either:

A. She only ever visits Agatha when there's a death (Agatha's murder spree enables plenty)

B. Rio avoided Agatha during the pregnancy because they were worried it might effect the baby

Either way...Agatha went through that pregnancy on her own. It could have been a sudden one day type of deal but I like to think it was the full 9 months. She seems too normal about it...not freaked out a baby just grew in there one day.

Wandering from town to town. Aimless, covenless outcast. In a time when a pregnant woman with no husband or family would be more likely to meet disdain than assistance.

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Rio was the first person to show Agatha love. But it was conditional: nothing but conditions. Rules....and bargains.

Nicky was the first person to show Agatha unconditional love. He didn't agree with what she did, but he still loved her through it.

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"I spoke no spell. I said no incantation. You were made from scratch."

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Sickly since he was born.

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The forest witches had protection spells up. They LET her in but...had word been getting around about the 'witch killer'? Is that why the spell was up in the first place? Had the legend of Agatha Harkness already gotten big enough to fear unknown witches amongst their own kind?

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She so attacked them first to get them to attack her.

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6 years old (was that bell he stole the one she uses in episode 2 in the basement?)

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I really do think she kills them because she doesn't trust witches after her coven's betrayal (instead of just as a means of keeping Nicky alive via bargain or distraction)

So sparing the Salem Seven really was a choice. She was more than happy to kill others: not them though. At first maybe because they were innocents or because the first time left her a wreck and was an accident and she hadn't hardened into her serial killing era lol but then after? Why not? Did she not think she would have the power to kill them or that they knew the secret to how she kills?

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Will never be over the fact that Nicky and his mom made up the ballad...it was theirs. Their coven of two.

And then it was a lure, a tool to gain more power and kill more witches. Her ultimate con.

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"I cannot HEAL you. I cannot PROTECT you from what is coming. And I cannot DIVINE w..when she will return." Bruh. The one thing that could have saved him was the thing she kept destroying...oh the tragedy of it all <3 excellent. She needed her covennnn

Side note that kid has no magic at least not yet

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ONLY SURVIVOR OF THE ROAD

Because...she's the only one who ever survives her con lol because she moider dem

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Rio you big sap you. You made sure he kissed her goodbye <3

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"There's more. I want all of it." (Or something along that from Wandavision)

"I want more time"

"I need more time"

More. More. More. Unquenchable. Never sated. That giant hole inside her.

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But if this was the con all along WHY did she warn Lilia in episode 2?

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(Do not shimmy you frigging cutie damn it)

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goddamn. This means Sharon was just there to shut them up, witness their murders and more traumatic witchcraft...then what Agatha lol were you just going to be like okay get lost Hart. Lol don't need ya anymore

Glorious

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A: wtf?! *picks up dirt- not an illusion* spontaneous creation mother f...

Lol that look when he comes down the stairs like "Bitch! Are you for real right now kid?"

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"Can you dig it?" I love her so

"Who? Yes the gardening lady..." pftt

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The way she's still kind of trying to soften the blow though. I killed Alice - Lilia: that was her choice!

JEEEENNNN GO JEN GOOOoo

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"Because I can't face him!" Ohhhh definitely going to chew that one over for a bit

Lol the face she makes when he pulls the spellbook through her

Also...moment of real big feeling...is when she can finally touch stuff

Hmm all those repressed feelings are the only way for you to have power now you say...muahhaha that'll force her to face them

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Also she is so bound to that as her item now.

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Finally got his name right lol.

[flannel-cladpika]

Who - Miya Atsumu x F! Reader

A/N: This is part of my new series “The Big Questions”. It’s the first one, and as a side note, they are all stand-alone fics, not related to each other, just connected through the idea of them each being based off of the prompts “Who, What, Where, When, Why, and How”

TW: Fluff, Social Anxiety sort-of

Being the only manager for a volleyball team from a powerhouse school had it’s pros and cons. One of the big pros, was that it gave you a way to stay involved with the sport you loved, even after you had knee surgery due to a bad accident back in first year. You could still watch the game and analyze other teams’ playing strategies to give pointers to your own team.

However, one of the cons was that you had to attend major tournaments filled with strangers around your own age. It was terrifying. Every time.

Crowds were never your favourite. Too many people bumping and breathing and talking and-

Just breathe. In...and Out. You thought, taking a deep breath and letting it out, trying to keep your nerves under control. 

You usually stayed beside your team during big tournaments so that you wouldn’t get lost, but they were off in the locker room getting ready. 

So, you were left on your own, listening to mellow music and hiding inside your school hoodie while attempting to navigate the strange hallways of the arena. Gods, the place was huge!

You continued to walk towards where you hoped the concessions were, as you knew your team tended to be hungry monsters before matches, so they’d likely go there first. You mostly looked down at your feet, only looking up to make sure you were still headed straight.

Then the worst happened.

You bumped into someone. Hard.

You fell on your backside, jostling your headphones and hood off your head and causing them to rest around your neck. You let out a small expletive at the sudden pain in your lower back and bum.

You were about to get up and run, not wanting to draw any more attention to yourself than you likely already had, but a sudden hand in front of you stopped your escape.

“Need some help?” a masculine voice asked.

You looked up to see the owner of the voice.

Your eyes widened at the view.

His hair was like a sunflower, with gold on top and a dark brown undercut. His physique was that of a full-time athlete, with his black t-shirt hugging his torso in a way that outlined all the muscles he must have worked hard for. Deep chocolate eyes stared down at you expectantly, waiting for you to take his hand.

“I-I’m ok. Thank you, though.” you stated, starting to get up on your own, not wanting this very attractive stranger to know that your hands were terribly sweaty.

However, as you tried to get up, you noticed a little too late that your leg had fallen asleep. You tried to get up, but soon started to fall back again as your leg suddenly gave out from under you.

You shut your eyes, expecting to meet the hard floor for the second time, but the impact never came.

You felt your arm being grasped by the elbow, then all at once, you were met with a very warm and sturdy surface. 

It took a moment to realise that the surface was the handsome stranger’s chest.

Upon realisation, you stepped out of the (rather comfortable) embrace.

“Sorry about that! My leg fell asleep and-” you started, before being cut off by a laugh. You looked up at the sound.

“Ha ha ha! It’s alright. After all, it meant that I got to hold a little cutie like you before my match, so I think we’re even.” he said with a smirk.

Your face rivalled a cherry at the blonde’s words, flustering you beyond comprehension. 

“W-Well, you thank, I MEAN thank you! For catching me that is!” you stated nervously with a low bow, wanting to hide your face as much as possible.

“Hey, no problem cutie~. But there is one thing I would like in return.” the Adonis of a man stated.

You straightened up and peeked at the brown-eyed boy before practically squeaking out “What is it?”

He smiled coyly. “Just an answer to a simple question.” he said smoothly.

You nodded a little, managing to finally make a bit of eye-contact. “Ok...what’s your question?”

The stranger stepped forward so that he was only a few centimetres away from your face, before speaking in a hushed tone like he was telling you a secret

“Who are you? And what time do you wanna go out later?”

-THE END-

A/N: So, this is my first time writing for Atsumu, so I’m really hoping he’s not too OOC, or anything like that. I know I haven’t uploaded in a while, but this idea was just in my head and decided to come out immediately.

[6okuto]

🍙 for @satorisoup from my fruits basket :3

Long Post. but i (Rlly) summarized the questions for viewing ease 🫡

1) life & school

i Am nervous about school hbdfhbg i’m a sociology major!! ^^ love soc but i switched to honours so i have to keep my gpa up, and most of my classes this year are really reading/writing/presentation heavy.. plus i'm trying a full course load for the first time so doing my thesis next yr will be easier, but i'm already easily stressed and burnt out.. lol.. ;; it's probably fine though

life’s getting busy.. and i’m not sure my cosplay will get here in time for my con but it’s ok tbh! the good outweighs the bad for those things. i wish i had money for the con outside my grants/loans but LOL that's life 

2) celebrating my birthday with keiji :3

tmi maybe. i haven’t had a great birthday since i was 15/16 to be honest FBHBDJ i'm so burnt out and depressed in dec that the past few years i haven’t done anything at all LOL but hearing this,, keiji makes it his mission to give me a good one ^^ ! 

he takes the day off and makes sure the day is just for us! practices making heart shaped pancakes and cooks breakfast.. i walk in on him in the kitchen super focused and accidentally scare him LOL he wanted it to be a surprise but it’s ok!! i watch and talk while i wait

it’s usually cold so i don't go anywhere ;; but we still have fun!! it’s nothing crazy,, we just talk, put on a show while we work on a puzzle or bake… play some co-op games.. order dinner.. yeagh

if it isn’t awful outside, we might make a little snowman or snow angels at the park nearby :]

he gets birthday gifts separate from his christmas ones.. since they're so close my birthday’s kinda overshadowed & i tell people to get one gift or none but keiji refuses!! he writes a long heartfelt letter, commissions art of us & our cat, and buys custom matching necklaces + little crochet accessories + ribbon 🙂‍↕️ (also macarons. i rock w macarons.)

3) favourite aki scene :3

his morning routine changed my life. they didn’t have to do that (not in the manga) but they did… my beautiful domestic soft morning dreams… it’s so Aki… and then i think about how he’d include u in his routine when ur together the way he does with denji and power… ouh..

4) art app + ur new stylus :0

looks down and kicks rocks. krita user over here. not that anything’s wrong with krita. i just feel lame when i see brushes i want because of course they’re never for krita. but it’s cool! how's ur new pen!! bro sometimes krita’s pressure sensitivity doesn’t work on start-up and i didn’t realize i could just restart the window settings . i kept reinstalling it. it’s fine but Wow i was miserable for so long (Months. like a stupid poopoo head)

5) Secret Art Opinions.

olivia wilde nodding gif. smoking duck gif. no one knows what i know no one’s seen what i’ve seen. BEAUTIFUL!! PERF!! i love his smile and jewelry (🤯) and hair and EVERYTHING!! your art style is SOO lovely cutieful lene!! and a 17 layer max seems nonsensical?! HELP.. how big is your canvas.. what app are you using bc isn't there ones made for what u want to try.. I believe in U!! no matter what i’m sure it will turn out awesome!!! he would be so flattered. his lips would wobble and he'd gasp/whine and hug and kiss u like WHAT!! FOR HIM..?..!!! yeah.

6) akaashi and i’s song :00

wanna say i will by mitski but that’s gonna be in every self-ship playlist of mine. maybe home by reese lansangan.. hesitate to say it’s Our Song but it’s a good one!!

My bones are safe / And my heart can rest / Knowing it belongs to you / My world is changed / And it's cradled by / The comfort that is you

7) monster lover post + ones i like

i wish i had good specific hear me out's but i don’t consume a lot of media with them so the ones i can think of are super basic and boring… i’d need a list in front of me so i could smash or pass. (if u have any in mind let me kneow.) but

the teacher from the girl from the other side. Like it’s my fault. doting adoptive self-sacrificial father figure DON’T TALK TO ME. also i must mention tokoyami. + shirou from BNA if he counts

tai lung from kung fu panda just once. the plague doctor (scp-049) obviously

probably some transformers. i like bumblebee 🩷 THE PACIFIC RIM JAEGERS . gipsy danger of course. striker eureka of course. gipsy avenger & november ajax & valor omega (Sorry.). azure defiant omgg PILIPPINS! 🇵🇭🇵🇭

i can usually get behind a “hear me out” if it isn’t like.. super slimey(?) or spikey. they could all hurt me but anything Very sharp/spikey i’m like nooo owwww ouchie nooo..

8) JJK since hell started on earth (+ lenoso!)

I Have been keeping up. unfortunate for my happiness. but Dear God. finding that out two hours after a comm and on FORTNITE is CRAZY? I’m so sorry. I get it. there’s like 3 vids and 6 pics of me crying. …did u at least win the fortnite match. i thank god every day my main thing is HQ because i just watch guys play volleyball. the manga.. a bit exciting.. hoping for an Ok outcome… maybe if gege has love and megan thee stallion in his heart

9) demon slayer opinions (+ genya specifically)

i watched the first season of kny but dropped it after hebfhsbjb nothing against it, just not rlly my cup of tea!! but i know quite a few deaths and the manga ending.. i don’t have a fave demon though.. i liked tanjiro + giyuu + sabito (predictable x3). also fond of rengoku (predictable) and mitsuri/obanai (predictable). Is akaza awesome and beautiful. i don't rlly know genya but i’ve seen him and his brother!! I will like him In Ur honour!!! ur friend reporting u for an edit is crazyehsbfjhb STAY STRONG… GENYA! i’m sure he’s fantastic!!

10) bnha + izuku thoughts!

Who’s calling izuku ugly. ☹️ i get u btw Like it’s my fault i’m always fond of the main characters and want the best for them. i don’t usually read stuff for him bUT i fr see the appeal, and he can be soo super interesting/fun to write and read about!! AND HE’S NOT UGLY!! ☹️ he’s very cutieful handsome. grown up deku… vivid and beautiful in my mind… 

11) favourite food, drink, etc. :3

rice . LOL i don’t think i have a favourite food but i love pinoy chicken dishes! my mom's adobo + caldereta + niligang manok. also been eating chorizo de cebu lately.. yummay..

sweet drinks.. frappes & taro boba… i need to expand my palette but y'know. and my fav soda is crush

i said this but i Love Macarons. you give me a plate of macarons i’m inhaling that shit like kirby. also sapin sapin and cheesecake! a great cake in general is so yummayyy

big hazelnut creme chocolate fan. I Love hazelnut chocolate. started when i was a child with kinder eggs and purdys chocolate hedgehogs and here i am

fav cereal is kellogg's krave. obvious chocolate fan here

SUSHI VIBES IS SO INTERESTING i’m pretty sure i’ve never had a piece. like ever. i do like fish… do u have any fave sushi.. i doubt i’ll be trying any soon but for future reference!!

12) anything and everything else ^_^ (mammon + mlp ment.)

Lene i have stuff to talk about at all times and will overshare every time

YAGH! mammon is the avatar of greed and 2nd eldest brother of 7 in Obey Me: One Master To Rule Them All. i actually didn’t like him at first (I’m sorry.) but he grew on me real bad. it’s serious. he's very tsundere which is Not my type but. something happened. He's a softie.. he cares about you and everyone So Much.. he's very empathetic and emotionally intelligent even if he struggles with being vulnerable.. he can generally control his emotions better /gets angry less than his brothers… he gets teased/mistreated a lot.. he loves money and hates working but he loves U even more So Of Course He’d do/give up Anything 4 U.. he's insecure and has called himself worthless on his own Which Devastated Me So Bad i love this guy so much Let’s All Just. oh man.

i Did like MLP. i stopped watching at some point but i want to go back and watch it all.. predictably obsessed with princess cadance and shining armor. I wanted to be her and I wanted him. Predictably. i cried over BBBFF when i was little btw /pos but hm.. my fav show was gravity falls maybe. so good.

we finally fixed what was wrong with the water in the one bathroom in the house that has a bath tub. exciting because i’ve never taken a bath… want to see what it’s like… perhaps use a bath bomb 🤔..

don’t think i’ve processed we’re going to have another person living with us. wow

been thinking about p5 akira a lot. my stupid beautiful loser sopping wet cat idiot handsome prince guy. Do u think 13 year old me would be surprised i still like him or that my bff likes goro or that i ship akeshu. i have 150 ss's from the p5 vn. and when i say he's written like my version of akaashi keiji.. hah......

might deactivate at some point tbh. saying this because i don't think people will read this far so it's like a little secret convo but i feel like i've overstayed my time / don't rlly fit anywhere bshdjsd i'll click delete account and just Stare for a while. like at some point u think about it so much it's like.. girl stop clinging on and just do it. but i don't want to lose my stuff so it won't happen until i put it all somewhere else. which won't be soon because i'm lazy as shit so. that's life i guess. 🤷🏻‍♀️ def won't until i finish my event.. will see if i can at least make it to my blog anni if not my birthday 🤔 would probably come back at some point anyway. also my users... can't lose 6okuto r u joking...

been rocking with pleasure delayer by between friends & rock-paper-scissors by katzenjammer lately.

broken 3 nails this week and may unfortunately break a 4th. my stupid baka life. might just cut the rest and restart... they were all Even. 1/2 cm long bro.. why does this happen to me...

excited to call and ask about my joke bear plate in a few days. i'm 100% sure i didn't do an even number of coats for everything and it'll look wonky in places, but i think that's part of the appeal. the nia 6okuto joke bear brand

thank u for joining and asking lene!! 🙆🏻‍♀️🩷🩷 i like 2 talk so do not worry. would u like some q's back.. a similar amount.. less.. more.. let me kneow. meow

[namig42]

Hello, I come today with a second chapter of my Wyllstarion fic. Please enjoy.

Just One Yesterday (Ch. 2)

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Read it on Ao3 as well!

Summary: Originally inspired by the lyric "anything you say can and will be held against you, so only say my name. It will be held against you," from Fall Out Boy's song "Just One Yesterday."

This is a modern AU where Wyll is a police officer and Astarion is a sex worker. Despite a problematic start, the two manage to find a connection and have it build in time into something more.

TW: Non-consensual, dubious con. Please take care!

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Though Mizora was upset by Wyll’s slow progress on this personal mission of his, Wyll managed to finally bring her his first arrest two days after his encounter with Astarion. Wyll had taken the man’s advice and approached a woman who was by herself on a street corner, this time wearing a wire. The woman was wearing a tight, strapless silver dress with too many sequins around the bust, a short, furry black coat, heels that looked too tall for any person to be wearing, and short auburn hair. She looked like she may have been a woman in her late thirties, but was definitely trying to present as someone in her late twenties at best based on her makeup, which wasn’t as successful as she had likely hoped.

Wyll drove up in his busted car and leaned over the seat in order to manually roll down the passenger side window. His car was a much older model with little in the way of fancy features like automatic windows or an aux cord. He had bought it himself with his own earnings after he left home, which just so happened to be during his first year on the force and right around the time Mizora put Wyll on his leash. Before his father could learn the truth of the trouble he found himself in, Wyll left on his own terms. He found a cheap studio apartment on the outskirts of Baldur City and saved what little money didn’t go towards rent, bills, and food, to buy this used hunk of junk car that was still somehow functional.

The woman, who smelled heavily of cigarette smoke, leaned into the open window and asked, “hey there cutie, looking for a fun time?” Her voice was incredibly raspy.

“How much would a fun time cost?” Wyll asked, putting on a charming smile of his own. It felt awful.

“Depends how much fun you’re lookin’ to have. The full package is gonna run you 150 bucks, but a handy sample, for a cutie like you, only $20.”

Wyll couldn’t shove the thought of Astarion out during the interaction, and how much more charming he had been compared to this woman. His words, even if they had felt rehearsed, flowed so much better and sent Wyll’s heart racing. The way this woman spoke and then grinned with a mouth full of yellow, nicotine-stained teeth did not make Wyll stumble in the slightest.

Wyll unlocked the door for the woman, inviting her into his car. With no hesitation, she opened the passenger door and took a seat, rolling up the window as she sat down. As soon as she was buckled in, Wyll began driving back to the station.

“Mind if I smoke in here?” she asked after about a minute of awkward silence.

He preferred if she didn’t, but since she was about to be locked up, Wyll compromised. “Sure, if you wouldn’t mind cracking open the window.” She took out her pack, did as Wyll asked, then lit her cigarette. She was courteous enough to blow her smoke towards the opening in the window. “So, handsome,” she began as she took another drag. “What’re you lookin’ for tonight?”

“Nothing in particular,” Wyll said politely, “just a bit of company.” He only had to indulge her for long enough, and then when she started to panic and understand what was happening, he’d grab his cuffs out of his back pocket, just like with Astarion, and lock her up.

“A bit of company?” she asked, scoffing a bit. “That’s fine and all, but I could offer a bit more than just some chatter,” the woman’s left hand began to drift over the center console and onto Wyll’s thigh. His body tensed up a bit, but he managed to keep his eyes on the road and not flinch too obviously. Then, her hand moved a bit more inward towards his crotch, and Wyll took a sharp inhale. Both of his hands gripped the steering wheel as he tried not to panic from the uninvited touch. His face flushed, but not out of nervous desire like the other night. It was now from a deep sense of discomfort.

Meanwhile, the woman watched Wyll’s reactions and started to snicker. As she watched Wyll’s flustered face, she began to rub her hand along his crotch, waiting to feel something happen in the young man’s pants. Wyll did gasp a bit at the increased stimulation, but there was no pleasure in the moment. As he drove through the city streets, he began counting down the lights until he made it to the station, but it was becoming more and more difficult to focus. Wyll shifted in his seat and tried to adjust himself. He was not enjoying this. Still, the woman was distracted at least, making it much easier to get her to the station before she could begin panicking and become more difficult.

Three lights away. There were only three more lights, then Wyll would make a right turn into Baldur City Station and be done with this. As he passed the third light, the woman gave Wyll’s groin a squeeze, and Wyll jumped. Gods, this was horribly uncomfortable. “Oh, c’mon there sweetie. Why pick up little ol’ me if you don’t have much in the tank?” She took another drag of her smoke and blew it out the window as her hand continued to lazily rub Wyll through his pants.

They were passing the second light now, and as Wyll saw the light turn yellow, he pressed down on the gas and sped through the light. Her hand left a burning sensation coursing through him. It wasn’t the pleasant warmth of Astarion’s hand on his arm or of Astarion’s lips on his cheek. It felt like fire, like something Wyll needed to smack and stomp to get rid of and put out. But he didn’t. He held on. He gripped the steering wheel tighter as he drove just above the speed limit.

Then came the third light. The light that always made Wyll run almost late to work if he got stuck at it because of how long it took. The red light, especially for the turn lane at this signal, always ran close to four minutes if you hit it at just the wrong time, and of course, as Wyll was much too far away, he saw the signal turn yellow and cursed under his breath. Thankfully, the woman didn’t seem to understand Wyll’s frustration and simply thought he was upset that he couldn’t get it up. As Wyll rolled up to the light and hit the brakes, he finally grabbed the woman’s wrist and pulled her hand away.

Her wrist was so much thinner than Astarion’s. He almost forgot to be gentle when he grabbed her because of how uncomfortable he was. The woman yelped and looked at Wyll with frustrated confusion. All Wyll could think about was how he had grabbed Astarion’s wrist similarly, his mind drifting for a moment to more pleasant company.

“Hey, what’s that for?” The woman shrieked, trying to pull her hand away from the young man’s grasp. Wyll held her hand by her face and properly locked eyes with the woman for the first time during this long, dreadful car ride.

“If it’s all the same to you, miss, I prefer a bit of proper foreplay before jumping into something so intimate.”

“Proper? What, like some kissin’? I can do that for you.” She leaned in, ready to indulge in this new request of her client’s, but Wyll put his other hand up to her mouth and stopped her. She opened her eyes and sat back, confused and a bit annoyed.

“Let’s wait until we reach mine. There’s no rush, is there?” Wyll said with the most charming smile he could muster.

“I guess not…” The woman flopped back in her seat and took another drag from her cigarette, this time not bothering to focus the smoke out the window.

The next minute or so passed in a long, uncomfortable silence. Wyll listened to the rhythmic clicking of his turn signal and thought about breaking the silence, but he had no clue what to talk about. It was more out of courtesy rather than any desire to learn more about this woman. He couldn’t muster up the energy after what she had just spent the past ten minutes doing to him, and so they sat in silence and smoke.

After what felt like an eternity, the light turned green, and as Wyll hung a left and approached the station, the woman seemed to tense up ever so slightly. Wyll resisted his natural impulse to turn on his blinker as he approached the right turn into the parking garage. “Aw shit!” The woman screamed, dropping her cigarette on Wyll’s carpet and trying to get the door open. Wyll was quick to the draw though. He swerved onto the side of the road and slammed on the brakes, then quickly grabbed the woman’s arm and pulled out his handcuffs. Before she could even register what had happened, Wyll had both her hands cuffed behind her back. “Ma’am, you are under arrest for solicitation of sexual acts and prostitution. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law.” As Wyll finished reading the woman her Miranda Rights, Wyll couldn’t help but think back to Astarion’s cheeky comeback and how he had handled the whole situation like an adult film. It was comical, in a way, how easy it had been for him to fluster Wyll.

Wyll’s attention didn’t drift for long though as the woman began thrashing in the passenger seat. “No! No! God dammit! Let me go!”

Wyll put the car back into drive and drove up to his parking spot in the employee garage. The woman tried to thrash and smack her head against Wyll’s jaw, but he kept one hand on her arm so that she could only flail around in her frustration at a safe distance. She tried to take a bite out of his hand, but to no avail. When he parked, Wyll quickly got out of the car, moved to the passenger side, and helped the woman up while holding her arm. The woman thrashed about a bit longer like a trapped animal, but once they entered the station, she gave up and went limp. Wyll had to drag her the rest of the way down the hall to a holding cell as she nearly flopped onto the floor in defeat. When he led her into the cell and undid her handcuffs, she turned to glare at Wyll and spit in his face. “Coward. Disgusting, little man. Doing this to an innocent girl, you sicken me!”

As she went on with her insults, she got louder and louder, and the fight came back into her voice. She began to rattle the cage bars and yell at Wyll as the cop walked away. He felt awful, thinking that her words weren’t entirely false, but there was no need to feel guilty. She committed a crime, and he had evidence. She deserved the punishment, of course she did. Who knows if she practiced with protection and was clean? She could be carrying around diseases and not informing her clients. Yes, this was a good thing Wyll had done tonight.

Then Wyll thought back to Astarion and thought if he would’ve felt the same way if he had brought him in like this. Wyll sighed to himself, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to be nearly as cold as he was being right now. He shoved the thought aside as he approached the evidence room and submitted his wiretap from the evening. 

That evening had now been three days ago. Since then, Wyll had managed to bring in two more streetwalkers in similar regards, though thankfully, the other two hadn’t been nearly as handsy as the first. Mizora was satisfied with Wyll’s work, but didn’t dismiss him from this job just yet. There was still plenty more trash to be cleaned up before Zariel would be satisfied.

It was a Friday evening, so spotting workers of the night shouldn’t be a difficult task by any means. Wyll drove down a new alley, as he did every evening so that no one would start suspecting his motives, and parked along the curb. It was still fairly early in the night, only about nine o’clock, so Wyll sat and watched pedestrians pass by. Many of them were walking in groups in wildly promiscuous outfits, likely off to the nightclubs only a couple streets over, but Wyll focused on the people who lingered instead.

After about an hour of waiting, Wyll saw a duo standing near one of the street corners. There was a woman with white hair in a bun and a tall, broad man, likely an athlete of some kind based on his build. They seemed to be chatting as if they were old friends, maybe even a couple, but Wyll grew suspicious of the two standing around. The woman had been facing away when he first spotted her, but when she turned around, Wyll recognized her as one of the women that had been with Astarion by the fountain the other night. Her hair and red lips were styled just the same, making her unmistakable. Wyll began to wonder now if the man was a client or a member of the organization as well. Considering how long they had been standing around for, he assumed that he was likely another prostitute.

While watching the two chatting on the corner, something clicked in Wyll’s mind: if those two were here, then maybe Astarion was around too. Maybe this street was part of their group’s territory. He had told Wyll about the Elfsong for tomorrow, but if Wyll could see him tonight? Even just to exchange a single hello?

Wyll shook the thought out of his mind just as quickly as it came. No, it was a bad idea. He was out here on a mission. He couldn’t get Astarion mixed up in his semantics.

Wyll started his ignition and pulled away from the curb. He needed to move to another street and not be here. It was too tempting, the thought of getting to see his fascinating companion again. Wyll drove down a couple intersections and then turned left, and as he drove down a new street, he spotted a familiar set of silver curls.

Shit, was all Wyll thought. It was Astarion, no doubt about it. He was leaning against a wall all by himself with his arms crossed. His outfit was nearly identical to the one he wore the other night, save for a loose fitting white tank top that was incredibly low cut and presented Astarion’s entire chest, leaving very little to the imagination.

Wyll slowed to a crawl, forcing himself to not pull over and get Astarion’s attention. It was incredibly tempting, especially when Wyll noticed something different about Astarion’s face. Was that… a bruise? Did Astarion have a black eye? What happened? 

Wyll pulled over on the opposite side of the street, just a bit past where Astarion stood. He observed Astarion out of his side mirror, examining the mysterious man’s appearance and seeing if there was anything else off about him. From what Wyll could make out, it seemed like there was only the one bruise Astarion’s face, but the high collar of his leather jacket made Wyll question if there were any injuries on his neck as well.

He couldn’t approach him. Not tonight. No matter how badly he wanted to, he didn’t want to have to take Astarion in. He had a wiretap on again tonight and didn’t want to risk Astarion’s wellbeing for a selfish moment of companionship.

Still, despite all of Wyll’s grievances, he sat and watched Astarion for a while longer. A few people passed by and admired Astarion, but no one engaged with him, and he didn’t seem keen to interact with anyone either. He sat in the same position, staring off into the distance with a vacant expression in his eyes. After about another fifteen minutes of Astarion sitting and posing like a statue, a car finally approached and parked in front of him. He approached the expensive looking black car, a Mercedes from the looks of it, and stood there with his arms crossed and no smile or charm on his face. Wyll was perplexed as he watched Astarion. He still looked cold and distant as he spoke with whoever was in the back seat of the vehicle. He listened to the mystery passenger with a look of disdain, and when he did speak, it looked submissive and frustrated. Wyll couldn’t make out anyone in the car because of the deeply tinted windows, but he wanted to know so badly who Astarion was talking to or what was being said.

Then something was said that caused Astarion to finally uncross his arms and say something with a charming smile that looked full of venom. He had put his hand on his hip and leaned to the side with this new expression, then suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed Astarion’s face. All Wyll could see was a large hand with nails like claws that reached out and squeezed Astarion’s cheeks before pulling Astarion close to the window. He disappeared from Wyll’s line of sight then. Wyll panicked, concerned and confused about what was happening. After another moment, Wyll saw a door open, a patch of silver hair enter the car, and when the car drove off, Astarion was gone.

Wyll had no idea what he just witnessed, but he had a sneaking suspicion that whoever was in the car was the same person who had injured Astarion in the first place. Maybe it was his pimp. Wyll pondered just what the hell he had witnessed. Should he ask Astarion about it tomorrow at the Elfsong? Was it any of his business? Would it be too incriminating to Astarion if Wyll knew what was happening?

Wyll sighed and covered his face, unsure of what to do. He was taken out of his thoughts when he heard a knock from the passenger window. He lowered his hands and turned to look at who it was. Just outside of his car stood a lovely young girl with tan skin, dark hair pulled in a bun with braids that lined the sides of her head, red lips, and an enchanting smile. She wore a baggy black coat over a fitting white tank top and a black leather miniskirt. She waved to Wyll and watched as he leaned over the seat to lower the window for her. The girl leaned against the car door in a posture that was very presenting and spoke with a soft voice. “Hi there handsome, could I have a ride?”

“Where are you looking to go?” Wyll asked with a charming smile of his own. A target, perhaps?

“Hmmm… I was thinking your place, if you’d have me.” The girl said with a flirtatiously coy grin. Definitely a target.

“Is there something I need to give you before I take you home?”

“Maybe just your name and a few hundred dollars?”

Wyll gave a small laugh, then unlocked the door for the girl. She smiled as she took a seat and rolled up her window. “My name is Wyll. Would you mind waiting for those few hundred dollars until we reach my place?���

“Sure, that’s fine,” the girl said as she pulled out her phone and seemed to send a quick text before putting it back into her small black purse. “You can call me Aurelia.”

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Hi there, hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading!

[princess-of-the-corner]

I like your idea that Flim and Flam are related to the Apples. Can you share more about it?

So like. My only real basis for this is that they actually have Apple Cutie Marks.

I suppose not everyone with an apple-related talent is an Apple. But as the apple Cutie Marks have little to do with their talents....

(I know the doyalist answer is that they were made for the cider episode specifically so they have to have Cutie Marks related to that.)

Flim and Flam aren't too close with AJ and her siblings. Like they're family, but they're the family you only see at reunions or holidays or funerals. Maybe if you happen to need to travel and go 'Oh my cousin lives here let's stop in and say hi!'.

So my thoughts on that is that Flim and Flam are like. The 'get rich quick scheme' cousins to the Apples. They have a good business sense for the most part, and their ability to sell things to anyone really helps work that in their favor. But they initially kinda just... don't want to put in the long-haul effort.

Their first appearance is less 'competitive business' and more them genuinely trying to help and sparking a discussion on the pros and cons between automating production and making stuff by hand. Er, hoof. In the end the main point is that while automating production can increase their output, 1.) they do need someone to manually do quality control and 2.) as cider season lasts such a short time, investing in a machine specifically for one day a year that would be just sitting in storage the rest of the time is a poor investment when they can do pretty well on their own.

Them showing up in A Leap of Faith is their newest plan. And I already rewrote that, but their ploy with the tonic is more well-intentioned for mind-over matter issues where a placebo works fine. But they do feel regret when people start to do dangerous things like letting ponies believe it can cure physical ailments.

I think Viva Las Pegasus would be a good thing for them in the long run. Gladmane's initial manipulation and AJ and Flutters coming to smack some sense into them made them realize how well they could run this place. A Las Pegasus resort is actually quite the perfect spot for their talents.

I think I might replace their appearance in "Friendship University" to be less of a bad-faith scam to get more money, and more them struggling with having to do the less glamorous part of working and keeping the riches they've gained. But AJ comes back to smack some sense into them again. Y'all got a good thing going here, don't fuck it up by quitting when it gets hard. You're Apples, ain't ya?

[matchalilly]

Because I'm proud of myself for finally doing this I want to share it here and with a fun fact.

As you can tell from my tumblr, I really like Carlos and a few other characters, but one of my favorites doesn't get a lot of love and shares a voice actor with my beloved Carlos from he resident evil franchise.

But for those that also enjoy themselves some Miguel Rojo I give you my first writing for our precious angry Spainard.

It's been an eventful convention weekend, four days of insanity and button mashing but today I get to relax being outmatched in Tekken tournaments has its small silver linings.

As I walk around I hear someone call out to me making me stop and look around until I spotted a kid run up excitedly, his brown curls bouncing as he jumps up and down excitedly.

I smile and squat down to his height ready to sign something or enteract with the kiddo.

"Hey little man what's up?"

The kids eyes sparkled as he clapped his hands together.

"You were so cool during the tournament! I really like Miguel too he gets so much hate because he isn't an actual martial artist."

I snickered the kid was right I don't know many people that like using Miguel so it's always neat to find others that appreciate him as a character.

"I know what you mean but to me I'd trust a man like Miguel with my life. Like he went on a whole man hunt for Jin and entered the tournament with no martial arts skills just to utterly destroy a man that caused his sisters death. Plus I love how he's literally just a brawler, some punk that beats you up until you won't get up."

The kid started jumping up and down again, I noticed two adults walk up with a relieved look on their face. 'That must be his parents, he must have given them a fright.'

"YOU GET IT! If anyone hurt my baby sister I'd do the same thing. Hey hey are you Spanish or Brazilian by chance?"

I held back a loud laugh, I get that quite alot being racially ambiguous people mistake me for many things. I shake my head making my wavy hair sway.

"No I'm just biracial, don't know much though about my heritage. I'm adopted you see but if I ever find out I'd like to understand my heritage."

The kid nods, I'm not sure if he understands but it's cute to see him act like he does. This was the best part of cons for me, meeting people with similar likes and making a kids day, it makes my heart swell with warmth making a kid or anyone in general happy.

"I just thought maybe you were Spanish cause I over heard you talking to another Tekken player in castellano."

I heard the parents make a noise of disaprovement at their child's bluntness. The mother patted the boys head softly. I spotted the little sister in her arms that the boy spoke of. Her wide brown eyes taking all the colors in, she must have been maybe around one or two years old.

"Mijo, it's not polite to make assumptions."

I watched the little boy hang his head making me look at the mother with understanding.

"No no it's quite alright, I think it's healthy for kids to be curious about such things I don't mind at all."

The little boy looks back up to me with bright eyes. 'Such a cutie, I hope my future kiddos are just as precious.'

"I was speaking castellano because it was his mother tongue. Did you know he was a Miguel main as well?"

The boys eyes lit up and began jumping again.

"Is that what you two were talking about?"

I laughed at his energy man I wish I was a kid again, to have that energy and bright view of everything.

"Hahah yeah, he didn't enter this time around but we were discussing his combos and how fun he is to play."

The father tapped the boys shoulder making him turn to look at his father.

"Alright mijo it's time to keep moving. We can't keep her all to ourselves and there's alot more to see."

I watched his face fall and I stood up and ruffled his hair making him look at me.

"He's right kiddo this is a big con center and I'm pretty sure you might come across some artist that have Miguel merch."

As I said that I pulled one of the Miguel Keychain I just purchased out of my bag and handed it to him.

"Here ya go kiddo consider this a gift from one Miguel fan to another. Go have fun with your family and don't run off on them again I'm sure you gave them a fright."

The little boy nodded and grabbed his father's hand and walked off with them. I heard his apology to his parents and smiled as I turned to walk off to find a spot to rest.

^^^^

ITS THAT TIME AGAIN, TIME FOR THE KING OF THE IRON FIST TOURNAMENT. ARE YOU READY!

*cheers echo across the stadium*

People glued to their phones or a TV screen whether at home or a pub everyone was tuning in for their favorite fighting tournament to cheer for their favorite fighter or make beats on who was going to win or lose.

One man walked along the roads and glared at one of the large display screens showing one of the fighters.

"Jin Kazama, this rage is for you and you alone. I'll be the one to take you down."

^^^^^

"Ugh finally a quite place! As much as I love cons my anxiety can't handle these crowded places for long."

I sit down to relax against the pillar I claimed as my sanctuary from humans and groaned as my back popped in a few places.

"Wow I didn't notice my body was so wond up, I should really get a massage or something."

I closed my eyes for a bit to take a quick rest.

"Hey hey miss are you okay?"

I feel my body being shook and I slowly open my eyes and blink away the darkness to be greeted by two familiar pigtails.

"Uuuuh what?"

The girl stands up and puts her hands on her hips.

"I asked if you were okay?"

A chuckle sounded from behind her.

"You also shook for poor cutie I'd be a bit confused too if I was woken up like that."

I glanced behind her to see familiar orange hair.

'Oooookay what the fuck is going on?'

"I ummm, I'm fiiiiine just confused I guess."

I stand up and dust myself off and look around, my merch was gone and I'm in an alley with two characters from one of my favorite fighting game.

"Uh weird question, but did you perchance see how I ended up in this alley?"

The girl tilted her head and then nodded.

"Kind of it was weird really. A bright light a boom and then silence. Thought maybe you got into some weird brawl but you don't seem hurt. Are you hurt?"

I watched her explanation which included alot of hand movements and started to smile. 'She talks with her hands alot. Glad to know that's a her thing it's cute.'

The man walked forward and looked at me in an observing me.

"You aren't from here are you girly?"

I shook my head and looked between the two of them.

"Um no actually, oh this is going to sound so weird. I'm from a different world, realm...i don't know what you'd call it...dimension maybe."

I tilt my head while rubbing the back of my neck until the girls giggled and pointed at me.

"ALIEN!"

I snapped my head towards her and blinked, she had a wide smile on her face as the man let out an amused huff.

"Ummm I guess that's an accurate way of putting it. But I am most definitely human."

The man hummed

"Well im..."

I pointed at him.

"Hworang and you, you're Ling Xiaoyu. You're both pretty popular where I'm from."

Ling jumped up and down while Hworang eyed me suspiciously.

"Alright explain girly?"

I started from the beginning explains how they were both from a game in my world and how I was a professional player, of course I didn't tell them my main just told them I flex played and explained what that was and where I was before I ended up here.

Ling gasped and giggled before grabbing my arm.

"Does that mean you know how to fight or are you just good at in games?"

Hworang sighed rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why would you assume she knows how to fight just from that?"

I laughed making him look at me.

"I mean she's not entirely wrong, I'm not by any means a professional fighter like you two by I like to dabble in some martial arts but I'm more of a punch em till their down type of person. Kind of my default I guess, I grew up in a rough area so fist fighting was a norm for me."

Ling looked at me concerned.

"What do you mean by rough area?"

I scratched the back of my head with a goofy grin.

"Rough like muggings, gunshots, not safe for girls to walk alone kind of area. But I was kind of the kid that did what she wanted so long as my mom and dad were cool with it so my pops taught me how to throw punches and how to stab someone properly if need be, break arms, noses that type of stuff. He wanted me to be able to defend myself. We live in a better area now so I don't really have to fight and can just relax when I'm out and about."

Ling nodded her head in understanding.

"We have places like that here too."

She frowns and looks at me.

"But I think kids shouldn't have to fight to survive just walking to a store or something."

I nod humming in agreement. She's right about that it shouldn't be normal nor should a kid develop anxiety early because of it, but here I am a scrapper with anxiety.

I giggle making them look at me oddly.

"Sorry sorry I was just thinking about what one of the old ladies at one the stores called me."

Hworang chuckled at me.

"And what was that?"

I giggled again and pointed at myself.

"A scrappy little street rat."

Ling and Hworang burst out laughing.

"Why on earth would she call you that?"

I smiled thinking back foundly on the old lady she always had my back.

"Well I dressed in cargo pants and hoodies when ever I went out late so people would just mistake me as some punk out and about. So she took to calling me that because that's what I reminder her of, like a street kid."

Hworang grinned at me and slung his arm around my shoulders.

"I like you girly, come on I want to see what you got."

Ling chased after us panicked.

"Hworang no, she just told us she's not a professional fighter. Are you insane?"

I glanced back at her curiously and then at the grinning Hworang.

"Wait...woah hold up buddy you aren't planning on entering me in that tournament are you?"

Hworang just grinned at me as Ling continued lecturing him.

She kicked him in the leg making him stumble, unfortunately I stumbled as well right into someone's back.

As I backed up and looked up the person I stumbled in I was in shock.

Standing in front of me was my main...the one and only Miguel Caberello Rojo.

'Holy shit he's huge'

"Lo siento señor."

I watched as he tilted his head and stared at me like I was a puzzle.

"hablas mi lengua materna?"

I blinked and started to smile with a nod.

"Soy multilingüe, señor. mi padre pensó que me beneficiaría cuando estuviera solo."

He laughed and ruffled my hair making me huff.

"no el pelo, por favor!"

He laughed harder at my protest but relented in messing up my hair.

I turned hearing Ling and Hworang run up to us.

"Ah Miguel have you thought about my offer?"

I looked at Hworang curiously as he slide his arm around my shoulder slyly making my narrow my eyes at him.'what is this man thinking'

Ling stomped her foot.

"Stop hogging her Hworang."

Miguel looked at the three of us before narrowing his eyes at me. I held my hands up automatically, that was not I look I wanted to be at the end of .

"What ever he asked of you I am not a part of it, I just met these two." I narrowed my eyes at Hworang "and what ever your plotting do not involve me in it idiot."

Ling burst out laughing making me look at her noticing her attention was now on Miguel.

"She speaks the truth we found her in an alley, she's really fun but Hworang is hogging her like he always does when he thinks a girl is pretty."

I looked at Hworang blinking at him as he winked at me.

I scoffed and stomped on his foot.

"Absolutely not, your a menace. I wouldn't even hook up with you if I was shit faced . You're the type of guy that my pa calls trouble."

I scooted back behind Ling and pointed at Hworang whom was acting offended.

"Why is he like that?"

Ling just shrugged at me and we both glanced at Miguel hearing him chuckle.

"If the Senorita agrees to join your little group I may just join. Only to see you get shoot down like that again."

I glance at Miguel surprised.

'I shouldn't be surprised but I'm just so used to only hearing his lines an Castellano.'

Hworang snapped his head in my direction and grinned, followed by Ling turning to grin at me.

"Woah woah first you want me in the tournament now your alliance, slow down you two."

I slowly back away only for Ling to grab me into a bear hug.

"It will be so much fun, you'll get to meet everyone and make new friends and oh oh you'll get to meet panda."

I perked up at that.

"Panda? The cute adorable fighting Panda? That panda?"

Ling nodded her head enthusiastically making me groan.

"I should say no, I really should..."

You know those moments when your thought process takes you a direction you know is a bad idea but the only thought is fuck it, yeah this was one of those moments.

"Ugh I can't believe I'm doing this...fine, fine I'll join."

Ling jumped up and down holding me.

'My god why is she like this.'

"Yaaaay now we have two new members. You'll be alot of help anyways you know that right?"

She puts me down and stares directly at me with a small and Hworang pats my shoulder.

"She's right your like our own personal spy."

I groan in annoyance.

"You guys making me sound like a suspicious criminal."

Ling laughs at me.

"I mean...you'd definitely be a suspicious criminal in Jin and Kazuya's eyes."

I frown at hearing Kazuya's name and let a growl out taking the two by suprise and catching Miguel's attention.

"Ling do me a favor do NOT mention that man's name again, I really really hate him."

Hworang looked at me curiously.

"Jin? He's not that bad."

Miguel huffed at Hworang and rightfully so in my opinion.

"No his father that man can rot for all I care. As for Jin he is close to becoming just as bad as his father I'd pay to punch his dumb ass in the face."

Hworang burst out laughing.

"You can do that for free in the tournament. Now come on girly, you to Rojo."

He walked off with Ling as me and Miguel exchanged a look and followed after the two fighters.