#the kali multiverse

[the-whispers-of-death]

gonna keep working on my slowly increasing amount of drafts later (aka theres now more. and. ow. why did i make more. this time its elias, dominic and jasper themed)

but. those 3 disasters aside, im back to thinking about any and all soulmate aus i can get my grubby little claws on. more specifically, amything king!stone related because. hello. heyyyyy.... twirling my hair <3

i love the idea of historian!sylvester, after getting the bodyswap with kali, kali basically resigning himself to being a seeing eye dog. is that accurate? no. but theres a reason sylvester doesnt go out into the city that much (its people. he cant predict masses of people walking as quickly as he could in the castle. too much noise and scents that it all blurs)

sigh. kali and sylvester in general,,, my babies <3 step aside stoneXsylvester, theres an even cuter ship in town /lh

Stone: But.... Sylvester...

Kali, pushing Stone aside: I'll love him, don't you worry.

Knight!Kali will in fact be Historian!Sylvester's seeing eye dog and he will do it without complaint. He just wants his soulmate to not have to worry about bumping into things and people.

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

Don't let Kali and Solus meet!

Kali meeting Solus and getting transformed into a Cybertronian.... they'll fatten every femme on cybertron+

[vanillawurld]

༊*·˚Not Too Late

✧.* Pair - Miguel O'hara x Fem! Reader

✧.* Tags & Warnings - Swearing, a tiny bit of violence, sexual and also little violent choking, implied smut at the end.

✧.* Summary - Miguel knew from the moment he laid eyes on her, she would cause a lot of trouble for him...

✧.* Extra - Reader is a variant of Black Cat. Also I was listening to Not Too Late by Kali Uchis while writing this so... do what you want with that.

✧.* Word Count - 1,012

Miguel has dealt with many creatures, bad guys, and anti-heroes in his life being in places where they shouldn't, but there was one specific situation that he couldn't get rid of. He was utterly confused as to why he couldn't simply send her home just like the others. According to him, she was annoying, arrogant, sneaky, infuriating, and downright a bitch. Lyla would always tell him to give her the benefit of the doubt, but he always just rolls his eyes whenever the hologram tells him that.

"If you hate Y/N so much, then why don't you send her back home?"

He always hears that question over and over again whenever he unknowingly goes on rants about her. Most of the time Miguel ignores the question or makes up a stupid excuse about her being useful in certain missions. He knew his excuses were bullshit. He would never send Y/N on any missions because he "doesn't trust her".

Yet, that little voice inside his head couldn't help but admire Y/N. She is an insanely strong human being. Good with sneaking around, had excellent vision and balance, had a unique ability to alter bad luck, attractive, plush thighs, plump lips, and soft skin. Miguel hated whenever he would think of something positive about Y/N, but he couldn't help it.

Some would think that Miguel's "hatred" for Y/N was love in disguise. Lyla would poke at him for "secretly being in love with Y/N". No matter how many times he would deny it, the little voice in the back of his head would only laugh at him denying it. There are moments Miguel would think about Y/N; how she would look outside of her tight latex suit, waiting for him in bed, ready for him to fuck her. But no matter how many times he would think of her that way, he would express his feelings of hatred towards her to the public.

She had sex appeal and he couldn't deny it. And if there was a chance, he would fuck her.

Y/N was a one-of-a-kind woman. The moment she laid her eyes on Miguel, she knew she had found the one... to pick at. She loved getting under his skin. Why? According to her, it was hot whenever he looked like he was on the verge of beating the shit out of her. She also loved arguing with him. It didn't matter the topic. She just loved the way he would raise his voice at her.

Y/N knew Miguel had sex appeal. She would do anything to get dicked down by him.

Well, luckily for Y/N, she was stuck in one of the situations where Miguel was mad at her. It all started when Miguel sensed her presence in his working headroom.

"Get out, L/N."

Y/N could only smirk, "Oh, but why would I do that, O'hara?" Y/n walked closer to him and stopped once she was about 2-3 feet away from him. He was looking at whatever boring multiverse task he needed to concentrate on with his back turned to her.

"Because I don't want you in here distracting me. Go bother someone else." He stated with annoyance in his voice.

"Why are you always so miserable, Miguel? The Spiderman on my earth is always open to listen to my jokes and have fun." Y/N said with a hint of teasing in her voice.

Miguel could only roll his eyes, "Then go to that Spiderman and leave me alone."

Y/N raised an eyebrow. She hated whenever he would say something like that because truth be told, she didn't really like hanging out with the other spider-people. Unless it was Jessica, Hobie, Peter B, or Gwen. She always wanted to be around Miguel because she loved messing with him.

Suddenly, she got an idea in her head. An idea that she knew would piss him off.

"I hope you know a lot of the spiders are running around, spreading that you have a little crush on me. And that's the reason why you won't kick me out because you secretly love being around me." Y/N imparted.

Miguel paused what he was doing, and his eyes became slightly wider. His entire world seems to have fallen apart, but why? He pretends to despise her, but does he also have romantic feelings for her that he is unaware of? Why was it so important to him that she told him that? Miguel turned around to look at Y/N.

"From the look on your face, I can see that-"

"Who is spreading this misinformation?" he asked in a demanding tone. Y/N could only smirk.

"Wipe that smug smile off your fucking face and-"

"That doesn't matter," she walked closer to him and started rubbing her fingers up and down his muscular arm, "It's okay to admit you love and need me. I know things could get a little lonely down here and-" but before Y/N could finish her sentence, Miguel grabbed her by the throat and slammed her on his table. (Lyla calls it his working table. ) Not too hard to hurt her, but to force her where she needed to be.

That was the moment he realized he was done hating. He was done ignoring the fact he was attracted to her. He was done ignoring the fact that there was always sexual tension between them. He wanted to shut her up and destroy her. Make her a whimpering and moaning mess because of him. He was finally happy to release all of his sexual frustration and anger on her body.

He got on top of her and started zipping down the zipper to her suit, exposing her tits and the black panties she wore underneath. He started to lower himself to the same level as her pussy and looked up at her with those venomous eyes. He started to slowly remove her panties and smirked at her reaction.

"Maybe this will finally shut you up."

˖◛. *. ⋆ Vanilla Speaks

yo

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party

Menagerie a Trois?!!

Menagerie as a lovely tourist spot, very welcoming to all sorts and noted for its healthy, sizeable native population of faunus and anthro folk alike and known for its lush sandy beaches and it’s splendid tropical climate. For Krillin and his family of course, it was quite a place and their hostess, the widow and feline faunus Kali Belladonna was a very warm, accommodating woman. It helped she was so very welcoming and more than happy for the company what with her wayward daughter currently off in college and all and it'd been a long while since she had any company to entertain. Now if only 18 would stop teasing him about checking out that oh so fine Bella-booty of hers, it's not like Kali was that kind of woman after all!!

Though he couldn't lie, the way she dressed and moved really helped to draw attention to her oh so fine ass especially with the way those hips swayed and sashayed. It's a wonder he didn't hear those thunderbuns clapping with every step she took quite frankly given the pictures he'd seen of her husband, how in the hell had the two only had the one kid between them?! Not like he was one to talk what with him and 18 only having their little bundle of joy Marron.....that people knew of anyway of course. 18 was really deadset on that little project of hers about sticking it to the universe for trying to deny their little angel brothers and sisters to love and spoil.

So of course the deadly beauty was intent on tempting her man to tap that Bellabooty and he could swear it was like Kali and her were on the same wavelength. Like she seemed all too aware when Krillin would be starting at her, ogling her, mentally undressing her with his eyes and if anything she was hardly offended in the slightest. It was like she seemed to love the attention and went out her way to give him plenty of reasons to look her way. But that had to be his imagination running wild, right?!!

Yet even then that thought was doubtful given how she'd walk around in casual wear as simple as a tanktop and jeans which really hugged her lovely hips and thighs, bending over as her glorious ass jiggled beneath their denim confinement. Or the playful smiles she'd sent his way as one day on the beach, she had him lather her backside with tanning oil which really got him riled up with those sensual purrs and moans she made, to say nothing of that simple but effective white one piece swimsuit of hers!! 18 hadn't helped with her further attempts to put the idea in his head that the widow MILF was down to fuck, wanting him to take out his dick and proceed to tap that ass like a bongo drum as he made kitten with her!! Yet somehow he persisted until one fine afternoon when he found himself alone at Kali's house helping her out with a few chores and odd jobs, looking oh so fine as ever in her modest casual ensemble......and then she made her move...

As they shared a little coffee break in the living room, Kali spoke to him sincerely as she expressed her thanks to the short dude for the warmth and comfort his family's presence had provided her to which he humbly waved off. Her feline ears twitching playfully as her soft smile grew more...sensual, her golden cat-like eyes glowing with a distinct allure as she began leaning closer towards him, hand casually resting on his thigh with her tone of voice having a husky quality to it. Quipping to the confused, blue-balled gentleman that in her time as hostess, she had almost forgotten to tell Krillin about a special, unique tradition among faunus on Menagerie when it came to hosting guests. Mainly that they often loved to form and share bonds with casual sex and if the faunus happened to be a widow like herself, well then all the better to not only show gratitude but to give comfort, Kali giggling at the adorable shocked look his face before she shot him a sexy pout, straddling his lap as she cupped and caressed his face, her body language pleading if he would be so kind as to oblige her with this custom and make her feel like a woman...his woman, even?!

It was then and there that all of Krillin's pent up lust and sexual frustration burst through the damn in a rush of desire, throwing all rationale and logic out the window as he grabbed and squeezed that Bellabooty and pressed his lips to hers, to her utter delight of course they made out with such passion and energy putting horny teenagers to shame. The Belladonna widow showing no shame or doubt as she and her horny guest took to stripping one another of their suddenly all too stifling clothing, both now naked as they day they were born as the heat of sexual thrill built between them in a sloppy dance of tongues and spit. Kissing and licking her way down his quite delicious, muscular torso as she purred like the bitch in heat she was before she soon knelt down on the floor with her face level with his crotch. Beholding his twitching, pulsing cock with awe and arousal alike as she grasped and stroked it before giving it an assault of licks and kisses, wasting no time in latching her lips around it and moaning with orgasmic bliss as she felt him pump his hips to meet her bobbing head, gladly having her mouth be an oral pussy as her actual one shamelessly gushed a waterfall onto the carpet floor.

But of course this sloppy little round of fellatio was all foreplay to warm and tune up that length and girth, planting a playful kiss after prying her mouth off of it as she climbed back up to straddle his lap and get right down to the real fun. No hesitation what so ever as she plunged right down onto that cock, balls deep off the bat and cumming hard from the sudden sensation of being penetrated by such length and girth, his lap becoming soaked with a spray of her love nectar before feeling his hands grab and squeeze her luscious ass as he proceeded to buck and pump his hips. Kali's moans filling the living room as they made sweet, hot love-making rut, tongues dancing together in a sloppy open air kiss as she rode him like he was a rodeo bull with how he bucked that pelvis of hers. Her Bellabooty's meaty cheeks clapping and jiggling like thunder with every impact of their loins while her equally generous tits pressed and rubbed against his firm, sculpted pecs, he may not have been a giant but with muscles like these, he was an absolute unit!!

The widow Belladonna and her short king guest showed little to no signs of stopping as he continued to scratch her erotic itch, their bond of passion and bliss fuelling one another as they moved on from the kitchen to doing it all over the house. From being bent over the kitchen counter as she took it from behind doggy or rather kitty style to her wrapping her arms and legs around him and making out with sloppy, tongue lead kisses as he carried her up the stairs to her bedroom, purring as she felt his firm grasping hands on her Bellabooty. Before they were soon on the mattress making the internal spinets freak and squeak as Kali moaned with wanton bliss, her tongue dancing with his as he pounded and fucked in a mating press. No signs what so ever that they’d be stopping anytime soon as the Faunus lady relished how into this tradition her horny little stud guest was getting, seconds passing imo minutes snd hours of orgasmic ecstasy…

It was sunset by the time 18 returned to the Belladonna homestead, carrying a sleeping Marron in her arms, observing the surroundings and finding no sign of the widow hostess or her shortround husband. Only to grin as she picked up the telltale sounds of passionate rutting, putting Marron safe and snug in her bed in her own guest room as she went into follow the noise. Opening snd entering Kali’s bedroom to find it a mess, the scent of sex flooding her senses in rush of splendid intoxication especially at the sight of the messed up bed. Looking from the sweat and juice soaked sheets to the bathroom door where steam poured forth…and Kali’s cries of sexual bliss could be heard.

18 wasted no time in inviting herself in as she opened the door to find the delicious sight of Kali and Krillin fucking in a seated lotus position as the shower water rained down on their rutting forms. Breaking their sloppy liplock to find she had joined them with him having a deer in the headlights expression and her wesring the sauciest sensual grin imaginable. One matched by the deadly beauty cyborg as she stripped naked before them and made their marathon a threesome session. Suffice to say she and Kali both knew this vacation was about to become even more memorable and fun….

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JINKIES!!!

Mystery Inc was quite the oddity but one thing was a constant throughout most of the multi-verse and it was that they were good at what they did, pretty damn well. That being meddling kids who took to sorting out problems involving the paranormal or supernatural and exposing any possible hoaxes involved in the matter. The number of times they actually encountered or dealt with something that defied all logic, reason or explanation were few and between such as a fiasco involving real zombies or for Scooby and Shaggy once upon a time, their time as gym teachers for a Ghoul school....long story there. But as said, it was a constant in the multi-verse and even in the quirky Earth that occupied the DB universe with all its anomalies like still exiting dinosaurs, they did what they had to do.

As always of course you had resident foodie afficianado (and somewhat implied stoner with massive fighting spirit potential), Shaggy Rogers, his loyal faithful best friend among man's best friends, Scooby doo. The team ascot sporting captain and trap making expert Fred Jones, always usually at the wheel of their reliable transport, The Mystery Machine, and of course the ladies themselves. The feisty fashionista debutante Daphne Blake and the intellectual bookworm (who is quite natural at rocking a sexy nerd look, mind you), Velma Dinkley. And on this fine evening their latest escapade has brought them to the bustling metropolis known as Satan City and what was typical for them, investigating bizarre activity involving a local urban legend about a spectre of sorts haunting the local docks.

Their most recent one of course brought them to the bustling metropolis that was Satan City, formerly Orange Star City as they were looking into leads and information regarding what was proving of course to be one of their usual routines. A local urban legend or spirit suddenly shows up to haunt a place which just so happens to have something secret or of hidden value to it, chances were it was the usual criminal not in a very elaborate costume. All they needed was access to some key records which were located at the police station and they seriously knew it'd be a hassle to go through all the legal channels of red tape and paperwork which left them only one option. They'd have to sneak in and infiltrate the place late at night and fortunately there were only two officers on patrol for the nightshfit to keep an eye on things so all they needed was a effective plan.

How it would go was that Fred, Shaggy and Scooby would sneak around soon as they infiltrated the interior and seeek out the key information and data where they needed it while Velma and Daphne would keep an eye on the officers. Just to make sure they'd not notice anything amiss or run interference if need be of course, which hopefully wouldn't come to that. Though the 2 resident babes of Mystery Inc weren't sure what was more harder to believe, that the male officer, a guy by the name of Krillin, could be taken so seriously what with his height...or that his partner for this graveyard shift could be so ludicrously stacked but with a name like Jasmine Juggs, it somehow made some weird sense. If you happened to have the sort of figure and body prorportions that seemed like they'd belong on a porn star that is!!

Yet they did what they had to do as they hid themselves in a way that'd ensure they wouldn't be seen but keep the contrasting cop duo within sight and hearing range. So far, so good as seconds passed into minutes before he pair watched Officer Jasmine suddenly grinning as she opened a desk drawer and fished out a set of noise cancelling headphones and a blindfold, which caused Krillin to roll his eyes in response seemingly used to her doing this sort of thing. What followed next was so sudden for Velma and Daphne that they had to wonder if they accidentally walked in on a scene from a porno, unable to tear their eyes away from the accidental voyeurism they found themselves committing.

Then and there Jasmine was giving Krillin a fierce, powersucking blowjob with the added measure of her surprisingly natural, juicy tits as she coaxed deep groans and grunts from her partner. Slobbering all his shaft as she licked and kissed the tip whenever it thrust to her dicksucking lips before they witnessed her cease the foreplay as she now moved to straddle her partner, lowering the fly of her pants until it full exposed her commando pussy and asshole and shamelessly dropped down on that length and girth. Moaning deeply as she bounced and rode on his cock with intimacy and familiaity as was made clear by how she handled such a cock (Seriously, Velma and Daphne weren't what you'd call sluts but they weren't prudes either and they can say they never thought a guy so vertically challenged could be packing such a hammer!!), hugging and holding her partner's head between the warmth of her bosom. Only for to suddenly pause, an expression of confusion and annoyance as she clearly spotted something on the security monitors which had her mumbling as she got off of Krillin's cock and made herself presentable before going down to check it out.

In her haste, she'd forgotten to inform Krillin and left him where he sat, his juice and spit soaked cock out in the open while he still wore the blindfold and headphones as the confused stud called lost tip her, wondering why she’d stopped. Soon as he figured out something was amiss, the Mystery Inc girls knew they'd be screwed so in a moment of rare irrational impulse and to Daphne's shock, Velma scrambled from their hiding spot and proceeded to perform fellatio on Krillin's exposed shaft. Kissing, licking, sucking and blowing on that length and girth coated with Jasmine's nectar as Daphne looked on in awe at the sudden slutty mode her brainiac friend had suddenly entered into before she was soon joining her. Their unexpected blowjob tag team assault seeming to ease Krillin's suspicions as he got back into the mood, quipping that his shift partner must've gone and gotten him some horny inmate girls from the holding pen as a surprise, seriously what kind of stuff did this cop get up to?!!

But of course that became the furthest thing from the detective duo's minds as the momentum seized them in the heat of the moment as they were soon riding cock like women possesed!! Their clothes scattered about as this compact bull stud rocked their worlds with all the skill his 4 to 5 foot frame contained with every orgasm they experience and position he put them through. From any possible position could perform with 2 women such as fucking one doggy style while she ate her friend out to laying on his back as one rode his cock cowgirl style and the other sat on his face to have him eat her out while they made out. To going one on one to let the other rest as Daphne would be howling like a banshee as this short king sex god held her up in the air with a full nelson plowing or Velma taking it from behind starting with a downward dog to sinking to a classic doggy style and then flat on her front taking it prone bone, they endured for as long as their bodies and libidos would allow!!

By the time they were finally done, the sun was rising as Velma and Daphne made their exit leaving a very satisfied Krillin behind and hot damn was that monitor room a mess, the man was a super soaker!! The pair coming back to the mystery machine to find a nervous blushing Fred and Shaggy, seems they weren't the only ones who'd had an unexpected erotic encounter happen to them. Scobby sat in the back with the essential documents file in his jaws' grasp tilting his head to the awkward yet comfy silence between the 4 friends as they agreed it was best left unsaid what had happened in there on their respective ends. The Mystery Machine driving on as they aimed to resume their investigation, business as usual.

As for our police duo, Krillin, still with the headphones and blindfold on came to feel the presence of Jasmine as she made her return, naked as the day she was born and pink hearts glowing in her eyes. Lips latched around hiss cock uncaring of the mixed juices she could taste as she craved more of her favourite partner right now. That blonde guy in the ascot and the hippie dude she found loitering had pulled a fast one on her to let that dog do whatever in the records room and hot damn talk about a stud sandwich!! That hippie and stoner had worked her over and left her wanting more!

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Tandroid 18?!!

Ask anyone at Silverman’s gym when it comes to the manager and owner, one Mo Hani and you’d likely get the same answers along these lines. She was a hedonist, a pervert, a deviant, so on and so forth but you can’t deny that she liked wha she knew and knew what she liked. And she knew plenty about sex so she LOVED it but in particular when a nice big cock was involved. Might be why her branch of the gym was so polar in terms of its membership numbers especially thanks to her popular secret exclusive workout program most knew as Sexercise…..

She always loved when new hotties and studs signed up and tried out the program, a chance to see some hot, spicy action and what stud was packing that she had to have a ride on. But more so when the girls and guys of Double Z stopped and came by to use the facilities when their on set gym was too crowded, nothing filled up the Sexercise rooms better than a himbo or babe wanting to get athletically intimate with a porn star. So one can only imagine her sense of puzzlement when some of those fine furry ladies came in with a human guy in tow, was he new or a gofer? Then again she had heard Double Z had made some strides with their new human guy in furry girl genre with a guy by the name Don Juan Sanchez but was his really the same guy?

Well she knew she had one way to be sure and that was the time for her to lay on her natural charm as she approached the compact dude she’d learn was named Krillin. She had to say up close like this, he was quite easy in the eyes, a nice balance of cute and handsome as she made her pitch for him to try out the special exclusive program for members only. Some of the anthro girls sharing amused or eager looks as they no doubt knew her angle, they were all familiar with the Sexercise program. And we’re likely aiming to be his partner for the experience should he accept the offer….which he did much to theirs and Hank’s delight of course as she now had him hook, line and sinker….

The tanned hottie could barely contain herself as she lead the short dude on over and away to the private workout rooms for the Sexercise program, a surly looking feline babe by the name of Darke Katt who seemed sour that of the Double Z girls who came along, she was the one who drew the straw of being his workout partner. Well Hani had picked her out actually as she was curious to se if she could maintain that resting Bitch face soon as Krillin started working her over with what sure to be a nice big cock. Little did the tanned looking unofficial twin of Android 18 know was that she'd find her expectations well surpassed and exceeded beyond her wildest belief, much to her delight of course. As she had the two prep and warm up soon as they entered the room, one of the fitness instructors with her to oversee and provided guidance when it became clear to the feline's annoyance and Krillin's shock that they'd have to get naked and give the 2 women a full on free show, she could hardly wait for the fun to truly begin.....

Now Hani had seen may a fine sexy bitch and a big, meaty cock but lord have mercy, this was so fucking hot as she watched the bitchy, snarky feline writhe and moan in ecstasy as she squatted up and down on Krillin’s cock. The shadow furred sex kitten caressing those washboard abs of his, claws teasing his skin as the tanned blonde looked on with voyeuristic delight at that length and girth plunge in and out of Katt’s eager, horny little pussy. Rubbing her thighs together as she felt them soaking with her shamelessly flowing arousal as her desire to do more than watch grew like a wildfire, she knew she had to, needed to experience that COCK!! It was like fate was giving he a a chance to play and live out her personal Don Juan Sanchez scene!!

Much to the deadpan chagrin of the workout instructor of course, Hani was soon stripping naked, throwing her clothes aside as she leapt into the fray of this session. Catching Katt off guard as she ambushed her with a kiss, giving a a spicy lesbian make-out show for the short king which caused him to buck and pump his hips faster and harder. Only to have the tanned blonde deviant park and sit her juicy caramel booty on his face and eat her out in response, a natural reflex for him to her ever escalating pleasure of course. Grinding snd rubbing her crotch against that talented tongue as she and Katt clasped hands and made out, tongues dancing together in a sloppy open air dance….

This sudden threesome sexercise session naturally escalated into quite a tangle of limbs as the instructor maintained her composure, which was easier said than done given how very eyecatching and distracting that cock of his was. Particularly whenever Hani was vocal about as she enjoyed her turn on it from riding him like he was a steer or bronco at a rodeo, her caramel asscheeks jiggling and bouncing with every impact or when the short king would assert control and dominate her and Katt, fucking one of them in a missionary or doggy style as they ate the other girl out. It was a visual feast for the eyes that Roshi or Oolong would give an arm and leg to see in person if they ever even heard about it as they showed no signs of stopping, Hani seeming motivated to last for as long as Krillin's cock was still standing and good to go with his hot man juices. The instructor unable to tear her gaze away, a blush on her modest, professionally aloof face as she clenched her yoga pants clad thighs which she felt were warm and sticky with her own arousal, signifying this was turning her on more than she'd care to admit.

It was quite a show to say the least as even the seemingly bitch-faced temparmental Katt seemed like a total 180 in terms of her mood, either she was really enjoying herself more than she would verbally admit or the short king just really had that sort of effect on her. Not that it mattered to Hani much who expressed her enjoyment of the shadowy feline with plenty of lesbian quality erotic affection and intimacy as they shared their continued ride on the pleasure express to Satisfaction Avenue on Bonetown. The cat girl and the spicy Latino hottie even conducting a scissoring session together with that cock between their slits kissing together as they stroked and pumped it. Which earned them a very generous eruption of his white hot seed on their respective fur and skin and they knew he still had plenty of gas in the tank and time in their workout session....

Minutes passed to what felt like forever before the door had opened, the blushing instructor barely maintaining her composure as she thanked Krillin and Katt for a very....rigorous session and the effort they'd input. The compact stud hauling the exhausted Double Z custodian who looked rather cute and sweet as she slept on his back, practically snuggling and nuzzling him while he blushed and gave his farewells, departing. Hani exiting and practically radiating with a glow that made it loud and clear she'd just fucked well and good and loved each and every orgasmic second of it, waving to the retreating Don Juan Sanchez. Before her grin became devilish and not just because she was already looking forward to the next time he came back to the gym and hoped for a repeat, oh no...as she looked to the door to the workout room and closed it.

Revealing that one of the gym patrons had been hiding behind it, the thicc, swole cutie blushing at being caught and found out. She hadn't meant to, she was just walking by while passing through and happened upon this window right when Katt and Krillin had started their Sexercise routine and just couldn't look away. To which Hani sensually licked her lips as she pulled a kabedon on her, pinning and trapping her there as she leaned in close. Oh yes she could tell she was going to have some fun with this one.....and thought how hot and sexy she'd look working out with the short king sex god....

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Absolute Power....Lady?!!

It was to expected that when one cross the infamous, notorious bastard vampire known as Edwin Black or his NOMAD organization, there would be dire consequences. Especially when the one looking to deal them out is his devoted little sadist lackey Oboro and to say the evil bitch was mad? Well that was an understatement and right now she had a major thirst for vengeance with one target in mind to direct it towards, none other than Krillin. That runt crossed a line meddling in their affairs and oooh the things she intended to have done to him once she had him in her clutches. First she would break him with pleasure too much for his little cueball brain to handle and that was just the physical torture!!

After crushing his pelvis and draining his balls dry, she'd find any and every possible lady friend in his life, up to and including those Igawa sows and make him watch as they were violated sexually by orcs. Then next would....of course at this point Oboro had to slap herself to focus, that was thinking too far ahead in the future, right now was about the present as she sat in her lair, awaiting the intended results. She'd had Power Lady dispatched to Satan City not too long ago and was fully confident the Amazonian she-hoss would get the job done and bring her that dweeb on a silver platter, gift wrapped and ready to have all manner of NOMAD's demonic erotic torture unleashed upon him. All she had to do was play the waiting game...

At the moment in Satan City of course, we come to the one and only aforementioned enforcer and Chaos Arena regular herself, who was causing enough of a ruckus sure to draw Krillin's attention. What better way of course than to go to the central police headquarters and start wrecking the place like a one woman demolition crew? Leaving a trail of destruction in her wake from major collateral to a growing line up of bruised, battered bodies, a smile of quite beautiful face as she was having herself some fun. But more so when the man of the hour himself finally arrived on the scene, delight in her eyes as she cracked her knuckles, her muscles brimming with power in anticipation.

For this brickhouse of a woman, pleasure went hand in hand with sex and fighting so uiu can’t even begin to fathom how horny she was feeling as she brawled with the compact cop!! For every hit he’d take or block, she found herself taking a blow in kind which only further fuelled her depraved little sadomasochistic streak as hey tore through the station and onto the city streets. Their fight soon taking them right into a love hotel where as soon as she had him pinned uo against a wall, the blonde Amazon couldn’t help but forget her mission as she suddenly pressed her lips to his. Tongue invading his mouth as her libido overrode her focus and clothes were soon flying instesd pad of punches and kicks!!

Krillin wasn’t sure how or why it came to this, one moment this behemoth muscle woman suddenly came in starting up trouble with being sone person wrecking then the next? She had him pinned up against the wall, straddling her shoulders as she was deepthroating his cock. The short king struggling to resist the urge to blow his load as he bucked his hips to facefuck her in response as there was no doubt if he let Power Lady get one inch of dominance, he was screwed and not in the best way!! It was a battle of sexual wills as this erotic duel escalated within the trashed remains of the hotel room once they took it right to the bed. The primal rhythm of sex heard loud and clear with skin slapping on skin, deep moans escaping the blonde Amazon as her tanned, muscular body glistening with a rich sheen of sweat felt pleasure like she’d never had before!!

Sure she first thought she had been in control as she had Krillin pinned down on the bed, mounting and riding him cowgirl style then into an Amazon press as her physique rippled with pleasure. Flexing her tits and her booty cheeks as she relished his eyes on her exotic form onto to soon be howling like a wanton whore as she found the tables turned in her, the short king having her on her back as he was folding her in a mating press with his meaty cock jackhammering deep and hard into her snatch. She couldn’t believe she’d ever meet a man who’d ever be her equal sexually, no her superior even yet here she was finding herself submitting to this compact alpha male as she grasped and bit the bedsheets. Her muscular bubble butt clapping and jiggling from the thunderous impact of his powerful pelvis as he was now fucking her doggy style, his hands holding and squeezing her juicy tits as his libido was in full control.

And what control she found him to have as he proved those muscles he had on that compact frame of his weren't the least bit for show, finding herself hoisted and held up into the air in standing and full nelson fucking positions. Her arms and legs trapped in his grasp as he forced her muscular bombshell figure to to be able to do little else but bounce and ride on his jackhammering cock, her immaculate six pack abs bulging from the reach and depth of his length and girth as it pierced her womb like a battering ram breaching the walls and gates of a castle!! She never thought it possible a mere human could be so capable and yet she wasn't angry in the slightest, fuck no far from it!! Fuck it she was falling in love!

Seconds went from minutes into hours as the sexy muscular powerhouse brute found herself at the merciless sexual prowess of the short king, her libido having long since taken the helm. Her mouth, her ass and her pussy especially having memorised the shape of that length and girth as it pumped and thrust her erotic holes with the ferocious fighting warrior spirit contained within that 4 to 5 foot frame. Prone nine, doggy style,mating press, cowgirl, the man was a living kama sutra as it was already sunset by the time he was finally done as they laid there in the demolished room basking within the afterglow. By the time backup had arrived to the location they had found Krillin naked and alone, much to his embarrassment as he used the bedsheets to cover himself up, the female officers among the assembly pouting at being denied the view of his family jewels.

While Krillin would find himself having to give the report and explanation to his superiors, Power Lady, who had made her escape much as she hadn’t wanted , was getting an earful from Oboro. The traitorous sadist kunoichi not happy thst the she-hemoth hadn’t brought her the shortstack dead or alive, to say nothing of how she didn’t even explain herself as to what went wrong. The Amazon remaining tight lipped though her chaos arena associates couldn’t help but notice her blushing and the way she’d clench and rub her thighs together, her body language telling them plenty. But she did placate her pissed off boss lady by giving her a vial filled with what she swore was Krillin’s dna (3 guesses what it is, first two don’t count) with which Oboro could be sure to do something with to sate her thirst for vengeance.

The twisted bitch muttered and mumbled as she accepted the tube of thick, white liquid and decided to excuse the powerhouse, given she didn’t come back totally empty handed much to her relief. She had plans already cooking up in mind for this vial and it wasn’t like the results of it was going to bite her in the ass, right? Power Lady meanwhile slept very well that night, dreaming erotic, passionate wet dreams of her short king alpha male dominating her in the arena. Putting all would be studs to shame and making bitches horny with his sexual prowess as he aimed to make her washboard abs bloat with his seed…..making her await the next time she saw him all the more, the sooner the better.

[thebusytypewriter]

Many multiverse shenanigans happening over on Bluesky rn, and I got the excuse to draw @xmajordumps's Narinder as he hops dimensions! (You can read the full interaction here if you'd like)

Kali just pulls up after a long day and is greeted with hot old geezer... uh oh?

[steddieunderdogfics]

Petals in a Storm by inairbinad

@inairbinad

Rating: Explicit

199,988 words, 12/12 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Multiverse, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fluff and Angst, Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, A Slow Burn AND an Established Relationship, because that's the fun of timeline hopping, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, gonna bang my comphet Nancy drum, and my 'everything would've been fine if Barb lived' drum, Rockstar Eddie Munson, Bartender Steve Harrington, Future Fic, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rimming, Semi-Public Sex, Frottage, Switching, Pining, Happy Ending, Author Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson & Nancy Wheeler are Best Friends, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Roommates, Eddie Munson in Lingerie

Summary:

It's 1999, and it's been almost thirteen years since the Upside Down has been closed off for good. Steve and Robin now live together in New York City, and may be flailing a little bit when it comes to their personal lives. When El asks Kali to use her powers to help Steve get his act together, he's in for a shock. Kali shows him a vision of a happier version of his life where Barb never died, and somehow as a result he ended up practically married to Eddie Munson. In the end, Steve can't help but wonder if he's meant to be with Eddie in every universe.

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[rayinalex]

Y'know how fucked up Team Rainbow is on Arknights's timeline? Like ok, multiverses exist there and currently 6 people from Earth transported there (not gonna include Xiaohei and Dunmeshi collab, just wanna focus on R6), and coincidentally all 8 of them are in some elite multinational counterterrorism team.

Ash basically their leader, aside Six. She's like Amiya version of Rainbow Six (and Six themselves clearly like Kalt'sit). She's the leader of the team while Six lead the organization and connector to the governments. I'm sure Thermite, Mira, or someone else could cover Ash's position but I also can imagine the chaos on the team without Ash there. And then, after Ash and her team disappearance, the other team whose mission to bring them back gone missing, and this time, their main doctor was there.

Doc, of all I know, is main physician of the team. He's certified doctor who sometimes also treat the operators. Yes I'm aware that there's a whole of medic team within Rainbow, but like he's one of core member of Rainbow's medic team. Like Ash, there's someone to cover him, maybe like Lion or Finka, but those two are containment specialist. While they knew diseases, they not there to treat them. Ok maybe Lion and Finka can treat wounds and such but that's it.

Imagine Nighthaven conflict happen between these events. Kali must be try to 'lead' the team and 'taking over Rainbow'. With or without Ash, the team split into two, but this time I believe it's more chaotic than what it shown in the cinematic. Plus, IDK it's the theory were true or not, but Ela being the double agent and now she's disappear too.

While the real Team Rainbow is in shambles, here Ash found her own Rainbow in Terra and recruits any soldiers, merc, and agents that resembles her colleagues on Earth. And Doc? As soon as he got promoted, he ask files about Oripathy and work as medical personnel in Rhodes Island for time being.

[myfatmuses]

@slob-multiverse

It was a decent amount of time after the thanksgiving feast at the Belladonna residence and now the girls were all recovering. Starting with Kali who couldn’t close her kimono around her belly and whos butt was now wide enough even the biggest door ways in her home proved to be a squeeze.

Z

she didn't mind after all it had been a few years since they renovated their mansion it was necessary after a couple of years.

[the-whispers-of-death]

does it help that the monstrous king is like 3 meters tall? lol

Knight!Kali thinks it does help, mhm. He's very much in love right now, please forgive him.

He just can't help but love his tall, monstrous king. And well, we all know he loves men who are taller than him.

[glaciertea]

Masterlist here

Tales the Songs Weave

Ch.12<< >>Ch.14

Chapter 13: Every Time I Look into Your Eyes, I See It...

Word count: 4.9K

Miguel was always in his element. Handling anomalies, keeping the other spiders from straying off a beaten path, and having everything follow on that continuous track.

His operation of guarding the multiverse was priority number one.

However, that has slipped off the radar by a notch or two.

Now it was you.

You managed to wiggle your way to the top spots, and he would turn a slight blind eye to his work. You just happened to be as important to him.

You were the undisturbed composure he didn't know he truly wanted. No matter how bad the day was going or has gone, you would be there with that gentle, patient smile. This domestic lifestyle you present and bless him with.

It still baffles him that you chose to be with him among all people. That a person who is the elation of life and a soothing paradise picked someone who is as grim and disparaging as him.

You were someone who loved him.

A sentiment he hasn't encountered in any capacity since Gabriella. He replays the moment he finally found the courage to ask you about how you drowsily revealed that you loved him.

Miguel lied on your couch, listening to the sounds of your humming and clanking from pots and utensils. His mind was floating back to that night. Those three little words clung to him, daring not to evacuate.

“You know, I've been thinking of getting a pet. Maybe a cat or a parakeet will make the place a bit more lively. Do you think you're more of a cat or bird person? Well, you strike me as a cat, but a bird could also suit you.” 

He didn't catch anything that was said; he was still stuck on that confession.

Confused, you turned your attention to him when he didn't respond.

You eventually caught on that he was in an inattentive state, and you knew that once that mindset settled within him, you could only wait until he left the realm he succumbed himself to.

Piling his plate with risotto, you tip-toed by him and slid the food on the coffee table in front. You were cautious about not wanting to disturb him when, suddenly, his hand wrapped around yours.

His claws were drawn back, and those usual heavily bagged, fatigued red-brown eyes had an extra layer of passing curiosity. You stepped over until you were in front, pulling both hands in yours and loosely lacing your fingers in his.

“Did you mean it?” Miguel curled his down, fully interlocking them together.

“Did I mean what? Getting a pet companion?”

“No, no, when you said you…”

You blinked several times, staying hushed. Miguel veered his eyes away from yours but placed them back, wanting that gentleness.

“When you said you loved me, did you mean it? Or was it sleepiness? It must have been, right? I've been telling myself that the night you uttered that phrase, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Surely it was the tiredness; it had to be! My brain is convincing me that's the reason, but another part is saying that it's not–”

Thud.

Miguel stiffened at your display of affection. You moved his hands to your hips and yours to his shoulders.

Your comforting gaze melted away his spew instantly. Your nose rubbed against his—that beautiful smile he adored being blessed with seeing.

“Yes. I meant every word, Miguel. I know it's such a strong thing to say, but I feel that bond whenever I'm around you, mi Estrella. That love, that bliss, that safety, and so much more that you give. I always wonder to myself how I got so lucky to have someone like you in my life.”

Miguel gave a tilted smile. “That's what I should be saying about you. How did I get you?”

You both share a quick laugh, dwindling it faster than it began.

“Miguel, with all my heart, you mean everything to me, and if you also allow it, I want to be with you until the end of our olden days. Even when those marigolds and lavenders have bloomed, I will want to trek onward, finding more flowers just like them with you. Maybe even growing our own.”

“I-I…” Without fail, you made him speechless.

“And I will say this, I love you so much, truly, but you don't have to say it back if you're not comfortable. It is a terrifying yet amazing thing, so I understand if you don't. But I do know that what you've shown me and continue to do is enough for me.”

You moved your forehead and replaced it with your lips, grasping onto this for as long as you possibly could before moving away.

He could only gawk. Not a single sound left him, but you didn't mind.

“I love you, mi Estrella. Don't ever forget that.” You whispered and gave one more kiss to his lips. “Now, let's eat this risotto before it gets- Miguel!”

The next thing you knew, your back was on the sofa cushions. Miguel, with no hesitation, hungrily snatched off your pants and tore your white shirt to pieces.

“I think I'm craving something else. Something sweeter, something that brings sensations in more ways than she can count, mi Luna.” His hot breath pricked shudders from your head to your toes.

That night, you learned that it was possible for a couch and wooden floors to squeak and creak when exerted with too much pressure.

That, and you had downstairs neighbors to apologize to.

A complacent grin snuck its way on Miguel as he remembered every scream and cry of his name from your pretty little lips.

Shaking his head clear from those heavenly thoughts, he trailed his mind, wondering what the other yous were like in the multiverse. Was each one as sweet and compassionate as you? Silly and full of that lively energy?

Did they love him just as much as this one did? He would check on that soon enough.

Glancing over to check the time, he realized his 'mandatory break’ (a break he rarely even acknowledged until you) was creeping up.

“I can take it now.” 

He leapt off the platform and strided towards the exit of his office, debating whether he should surprise you at work. Would you enjoy that? You've dropped hints that you fancied when he makes random visits and how it brightens up your day.

He could make the trip and back before anyone noticed.

Passing by the many caged anomalies that've been accumulated, it was distressing how many have started appearing more frequently, but he calculated it up to a new wave of spiders being made within the multiverse, especially with the new rounds of drafted ones.

Stepping fully out of his domain, he didn’t take into account how crowded it was today. He had to be creative with stealthy sneaking out, but he would make it work. Determining which route to ensue, he made a sharp left, recalling that there were back rooms located behind a sector where the cameras were scarce so that anyone with vital awareness could know their locations.

And he was the one to have that necessary information.

Avoiding all sorts of traffic and calls for his attention, he took a quick glance behind, ready to disappear into the next section, when two certain voices made their unwelcoming appearance.

“So I finished that book you wanted me to read. I did skim through towards the end because it got too intense, and that’s saying a lot.”

“The intense parts are the ones that speak the most truth and show the true nature behind it all, Gwendy. It’s good to have the requisite facts; you don’t want Big Brother to know all that goes on behind. And speak of the main man himself.”

Miguel came to a halt, an immediate scowl on his face as Hobie placed his hands in his vest pockets and Gwen folded her arms.

“What are you two doing in this area?” He hissed at them, gaining no reaction from Hobie but an eye-roll from Gwen.

“If it’s allowed to the public, then there is nothing stopping us from exploring what goes on deep in this establishment.” Hobie retorted.

“This place is off-limits.”

“Since when?” Gwen raised her brow in a quizzical manner.

“Since now.” Miguel snapped back.

"Nah, mate, being a bit dodgy with that.” The Camden punk leaned against a nearby wall, entrapping Miguel from moving forward. “Where you headed in such a rush?”

“Don’t worry about it. Don’t you two have anything important to tend to?” Miguel casually side-stepped towards the walkway, eyeing his escape.

“Aren’t you the main one to, you know, give out the tasks at hand?” Gwen blocked him as well, unknowingly making Miguel’s left eye twitch. He was fighting everything in his power from violently raving.

“Yes, but right now I’m on my break, so you can communicate with either Lyla or Jess.”

“You take breaks? Well, from how Jess complains, I think you indulge in one too many.” Gwen mumbled under her breath, making Miguel give a hostile leer at the disinterested teen.

Didn’t he resolve that issue with Jess? All the reports were caught up, and most of the anomaly tracking was redirected to him 95 percent of the time. There was no reason for her to still be dissatisfied after all that they'd caught up on. He mentally pinned it so they could discuss what could be the problem now.

“Look, go find something to keep yourself busy, or just stay out of the way.” 

“We weren't in the way. We just happened to stroll out of the same place you are going, so shouldn't it be the other way around?” Hobie probed at his ‘leader,’ gaining a balled-up fist from him.

“Hobie.” Gwen elbowed him, shooting a grave look. A warning to quit while he was ahead.

“I’m just curious why he’s attacking us for just scouting the building he enforces us to know. Ya know what I mean? If it were off limits, wouldn’t there have been a sign up to direct us away from this particular area?” He poked the lion in his absurd, pseudo-dependent den, not caring about the aftermath that could potentially follow.

“If I said it’s off limits, it’s off limits. End. Of. Discussion.” 

“Hobie, please.” Gwen’s voice increased, only to fall flat.

“Why so sudden is what gets me. Just because you think you’re the ‘big boss,’ you believe that you can switch and swindle the rules around whenever they're applicable to you. So what are you trying to hide?”

 

WHAM.

 

Gwen flinched and silently sighed out as Miguel’s curled fist slammed against one of the support beams, leaving an indent on it. His breathing was uneven as he calmed himself.

“In. Out. In. Out…”

Gwen's face creased, and Hobie was stolid, though marginally baffled at the display in front. Miguel was crossed. His dreary eyes glazed over as he removed his fist to his side, still inhaling and exhaling sporadically.

“Can we leave? Please?” Gwen nudged Hobie, making him bow his head.

“Yeah.” 

And with that, they pivoted forward into the depths of the HQ, leaving the internally exhausted, battered man to himself.

“Was that really necessary?” Gwen furtively murmured to her friend.

“Yes. There’s something going on, whether he knows it or not. Only time will tell. I’m just giving it a kickstart.”

She could only groan at her instigator of a ‘mate’ and began to swing away, with him close behind.

He couldn’t understand why they couldn't leave him alone. Why couldn’t he just do the things they do on a daily basis? Why couldn’t he leave this hellhole of a life and go to someone who wants to participate in normal activities such as listening to records from decades ago or eating cheesy pizza while watching a cheesy film?

Why is that too much to ask for? Was it too much to ask?

Not seeking to remain any longer or allow that punk to get under his skin anymore than he already has, he headed towards the secret doorway, even more primed to spend the entirety of his break with you.

You bustled back and forth, arranging new clothing and novelty goodies all over the shop. It’s been extra busy, and it’s been taking a toll on your body. 

Ever since Jax and Freya, your other two co-workers, decided to simultaneously take a week and a half off, you had to pick up the extra hours to fulfill their duties.

“I swear they are fucking on the side, because this is ridiculous! Whatever you stack up is coming right out of their paycheck.” Ronnie nearly slammed a box of fragile ornaments on the counter before you rapidly caught her. “This is what happens when you hire lazy ass part-timers!”

“Ronnie! I’m upset too, but don’t take it out on the items, please.” You removed the package from her shaky hands into your still ones.

“Ronnie nearly breaking something? Sounds on par with her.”

Whipping your heads toward the voice. Miguel waved at the two, causing you to nearly drop the box on your foot until Ronnie took it back.

“Oh haha. You think you’re so funny. Where have you been these last few days? We could use the extra hands, you fuckfa-”

“Ronnie! Go in the back and take a breather; I can handle the register for a bit.” 

You patted the counter to alert her to leave the knickknacks, which she happily followed. Without saying another word, she stomped to her office and closed the door behind.

“I have never seen her that cynical and furious.” Miguel leaned against the wooden surface, planting a kiss on your forehead. “And why are you working again today? Aren't Thursdays your off days?”

“Two other employees dipped on us at the exact same time, and it’s been crazy busy, so the stress has been catching up to both of us.”

Miguel peered into your eyes and noticed how weary and depleted you were. You only told him that work had more customers than usual, and you would leave it there. 

It did make more sense now that he had context, as you were too tired to hang out or even stay on the phone because you would randomly pass out during the middle of a sentence.

“Ay Luna mía, ¿por qué no me dijiste que te estabas agobiando así? I would’ve come by and helped you relax these past few days. That explains why you told me not to come last night.” Miguel brushed your hair with his palms, making you shake your head.

“I didn't want you worrying. You already deal with so much; I don’t want you piling on more things, especially revolving around me.”

“Oye, no, no. You deserve to be worried about. I’m not going to have mi Luna beat and tire herself down. We can only have one of us doing that.” You and Miguel snorted at that before laying your foreheads on one another.

“I don’t want you doing that either, mi Estrella.” Your thumb caressed his sharp jawline.

Miguel planted a kiss on it. “Let me treat you, mi corazón.” 

There was no hesitation in that. He peeled his shades off and set them on the table. You timidly tilted your head, holding that adorable confusion that nearly broke him. 

“Treat me? No, you have to treat you! You go through more than me.”

“I’ve already made up my mind. This Saturday night, I’m taking you on a proper date. We haven’t really had one since the garden, so let me tend to you. Allow me to spoil one of the very few things that brightens up my life and sky.”

Now it was your turn to be left speechless. “But, but, I can’t leave Ronnie by herself.”

“If you don’t say yes to that date, I will take it for you!” Ronnie pulled her dull ginger hair into a messy bun, accentuating her gray, baggy eyes and square face.

“Besides, I’m closing the shop up early to go clubbing that day anyway. You can’t be the only one with eye candy all over you. So go.” She cheekily wiggled her eyebrows; that smug grin sat too comfortably on her face.

Miguel sauntered behind the counter and carefully squished your cheeks together.

“Por favor, mi corazón, permíteme hacer esto por ti. Por esta única noche. Déjame tratar mi cautivadora y brillante Luna."

“I-I took French…” You were greatly bashful.

“Just say yes, my girl!” Ronnie smacked a bare display model.

“Si, mi Estrella.” Your voice was hushed, but enough to be heard by him.

Two more broke on the floor.

His lips found yours for a brief second, until a rubber band was launched between you two.

“¡Oye! Sé que eres mezquino, ¡pero vamos!” Miguel growled at the owner, only receiving her tongue sticking out.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. No snogging in my store! If I can’t do it, neither can you two, so break it up. So nasty!”

Ronnie and Miguel went back and forth as you rubbed your lips with a coy smile dancing across them. Your brain was in space as you gleamed upon the one you were deeply in love with. He would always surround you in the galaxy, no matter what. That you were so lucky to have him.

That you two were lucky to have each other.

You regained your bearings when Ronnie began threatening Miguel over something nonsensical. You ended up separating the two when Ronnie plucked the undraped dress-form mannequin, nearly whacking him with it, as Miguel’s feet were planted proudly, ready for the strike.

You humorously scold the two, bossing Ronnie to take her break early.

“Fine! Not because you told me too.” She gathered her windbreaker and purse from behind the register.

“And no fucking in my store!” She snapped her fingers before darting fully when she was halfway out of the building.

Appalled by that declaration, Miguel shouted, and you eyed the register, intrigued if it could knock you out in one fell swoop. 

“Ay coño, I swear she is like a more vulgar version of Peter!” Miguel grumbled and rubbed his temples in a discontented way.

“Maybe I should meet Peter. Balance each other out.”

He scoffed at that. “And have you succumbed to that faith? No way, mi Luna, you are not suffering more than you already are.”

You blew a raspberry at him and knocked your hips into his. 

“I could handle one at a time, just not in the same vicinity.” You examined the fine figures after releasing them from their boxy prison.

“Now that I’ve witnessed Ronnie’s… tumultuous tendencies and principles, I wouldn't have them in the same proximity.” You and Miguel winced simultaneously.

You bantered back and forth, Miguel periodically slipping into the back when you had to handle a customer, appreciating the hoarded collections accumulated over the decades. Though he would get an occasional distraction when a shopper would flirt or chat with him, only to struggle when they were faced with an agitated frown or an empty glare and darkly tinted sunglasses.

When confronted or questioned about that ‘daunting, behemoth of a man’ in the back, you defended him by stating he isn’t much of a people person, and he prefers to be by himself. The few shrugged it off, refusing to go deeper, but one or two jostled, nearly causing a commotion, only to scurry when Miguel spooked them away.

How thankful you were for him.

“My break is nearly up; as much as I don’t want to leave, I have to before Jess comes at me.” Miguel checked his watch and tutted in resentment. “Will you be okay, mi corazón?”

Sprawling your arms, you dangle them off the edge of the counter.

“Nothing I can’t manage. I’ve been doing this for almost four years and I have the bat, remember? And besides, Ronnie will be back soon, so yes, I will survive!” You copied along to the song blasting overhead, tossing one arm in the air, and receiving a chesty laugh from him.

“Fair. That is fair, mi corazón.” He lifted both of your hands near his lips, grazing against them. “Saturday. I will pick you up around seven, and I will use the door.”

“Oh, you’re going to use the door? This is how I know it’ll be very romantic.” You both beamed and moved into your affectionate stance. “I’m excited to know what you’ll have up your sleeves, or should I say suit?” 

Miguel stole a kiss from your lips, triggering you to mildly quake your head back and forth on his forehead, getting him to grin even harder. “Mi Estrella, I love you so dearly. You be safe, okay?”

“You know I will, mi Luna. Now, tomorrow I’ll text you the details on what to expect without going too much into detail, got it?”

“Sir, yes, sir.” You saluted, earning a grunt from the spider.

“Mm–right. Saturday at seven, I’ll talk to you soon. Te adoro, mi Luna.” 

And with a wave and a blow of a kiss, Miguel was traversing back to his wretched domain. The spot where he isn’t warmly welcomed. Only dreaded or inwardly and outwardly met with snide remarks. Harassed constantly for tediously, miniscule activities.

He already missed you.

Friday managed to approach faster than he expected, as monitors surrounded him as he requested (mostly demanded) Lyla to search for fancy restaurants or romantic spots.

“Okay, this restaurant has four stars and serves Mediterr-"

“Too low! Higher, Lyla, she deserves only the best!” Miguel distraughtly swiped one screen away to the next.

“I found over fifty places, and you turned down each and everyone! I’m done, Miguel!”

“Maybe if you found better picks, I wouldn’t have to do that.” He snarked back at the A.I. companion.

She gave a dismissive scoff and tossed the tiny screens around her in an animated trash can.

“You know what? I am done with this. Good luck, boss. You are definitely going to need it.”

“Wait, where are you going?!” Miguel drove his talons down into a screen, creating spider-web cracks in it.

“All the luck!” She finger-gunned at her creator and blipped away back into her cyberhome.

Miguel hardened for several seconds and launched the screen he was holding at another one. It was nearly midnight, and for the past hour and a half, he scrambled to locate the perfect destination for the upcoming date.

And so far, luck has refused to be on his side.

Unleashing a cultivating yell, footsteps caught the rest in his throat.

“You know, I really have to stop coming in when something is going down with you. Or maybe it’s a sign that I have to be in here when you’re distressed in a high capacity.” Peter flung himself up to Miguel and scanned the iridescent PC displays.

Various restaurants, dinner cruises, and wineries with high ratings were showcased throughout. “Ah, doing something intimate with her. That’s why your suit is all up in a bunch. When’s the date?”

“Tomorrow, and I still haven’t found the right one for her.” Miguel mumbled behind his clawed hands.

“She doesn’t strike me as one who cares for lavish things. She definitely gives off those down-to-earth vibes, that no matter where you take her, she’ll be fine with it as long as you’re together.”

“But that’s why she should only get the best. She does so much and–wait. What did you just say?” Miguel whirled his neck in Peter’s direction. He didn’t discern himself from Miguel’s wary eyes as his brown eyes continued staring ahead.

“She wouldn’t care where you brought her. You all of the spiders should know, even with or without spidey senses.” He scrolled down some, clicking random tabs.

“And how would you know that?” Miguel’s fangs bared as his claws uncomfortably sank in and out.

Peter slumped his head, wishing Mayday was here to help with this blowout. “I accidentally met her at the job she works at.”

Miguel’s jaw dropped before his face twisted in outrage. “¡¿Por qué estabas en su trabajo?! ¡¿Estás acechando a mi paraeja?!”

He shriveled at his leader's vexing response. “No, I'm not stalking your girlfriend. Every time you would bring in those boxes with the goobers, I would always catch the name on them. So, I decided to go check it out. That's how I saw her. Now here, let me help you find something.”

That didn't sway Miguel's seething mood at all, as Peter sulked back from the monitors. He then tried to deliberately pull his puppy-dog eyes on the scorching, taut red ones before him, but that changed nothing.

Without even needing to utter a single phrase, Peter took the hint.

“Fine, the full story. Look, you live in the future, and where I'm from, antique shops are common. During my break today, I moseyed on down, curious if any items we had were considered ‘ancient’ here, right?”

Miguel crossed his arms, his brow jutting up, suggesting Peter keep talking.

“And as I was there peeking, I saw her in the back labeling, and then something in my brain went off! I remembered this girl, and I couldn't figure out why.”

He knocked on the side of his head. “I had to jog my memory on why she was so familiar when, I guess, she caught me staring and asked if everything was okay. I mean, everything was okay; I told her I was just browsing; I didn't want to come off as the weird guy–”

“Get to the point, Peter!” Miguel pounded his work desk after each word.

“Hold on! I'm getting there! So, after that, she gave a thumbs-up, and that's when it came all rushing back. I recalled her picture icon from your messages! She seemed shocked at first, and we awkwardly shuffled to the front. I still don't know how we exactly ended up there, but, yadda yadda, things in-between, I dropped your name, and she caught on to who I was!”

Peter's arms were outstretched after performing a one-man show replicating the events he experienced earlier. Miguel's shoulders collapse as he is suddenly overfilled with lethargy. He pinched the bridge of his nose, Spanish trickling down faster than Peter could translate, as the fuzzy-robe-wearing spider fidgeted with a loose string.

“Ay, Peter, I pray you didn't harass her. Please tell me she had a pleasant time.”

“We did! And she loved Mayday! Also, I'm actually talked about outside of work? I knew you were secretly fond of me.” Peter lifted a leg, his eyes twinkling, and clasped his hands together.

Miguel's body twitched.

“You took May with you?”

“Sure did! And she played with her so much while we all talked. She seems to know a thing or two about kids—well, enough to keep them entertained.”

His mind raced to you cuddling May, her big smiles as you cooed and giggled with the baby. Your gentle hold, letting May look at the wonders that held so many memories as you would lightly bounce her on your hip, taking the time to give a story behind each trinket, acting it out in an engaging manner as May would squeal with delight at the cute, dramatized acting.

Then his mind meandered to his kids. That same enthusiasm you’ll share with them as you unveil the phenomenon behind the world's creations. From a plain, shiny stone to a prehistoric fossil or an old CD player to a turntable. 

The smiles and giddy glee, the exhilarating hops, and the glinting awe they'll have with his red eyes.

A string lies snapped.

He tuned Peter back in, catching whatever he was rambling on in mid-sentence.

“And that Ronnie person—she reminds me of someone. I can't put a finger on who exactly, but man, she's a rambunctious individual. The amount of times we had to catch her from letting some non-PG things slip was astounding!”

Peter flailed his hands in exaggeration before being face-to-face with Miguel's withdrawn gaze. The usual fierce, no-nonsense commander appeared as a beaten and lost puppy.

Peter's nose flared, and he snatched up one of the monitors, typing away at the screen.

“Look, Miguel, you don't need to stress over this. She will still love you no matter what, you know.”

His ears perked at that. “She told you she loves me?”

“Yes! When I said the first syllable of your name, her face lit up as if millions of fireworks went off at once! She spoke fondly of you. Saying that there was this devotion that drifted whenever your name wormed its way into the conversation, words cannot describe. It was staggering to witness that glow whenever it happened! It reminds me of when Mary and I rekindle that flame.”

His lips quivered upward, then he shoved the screen in Miguel's face. “But, enough about that. If you're so keen on impressing her somehow more than before, then take a look at that.”

An unsure stare ran across Miguel, tearing away to look at what Peter had searched for.

A jazz lounge.

A lounge complete with multiple performances from singers and musicians, a sensual and inviting aura, comfy furniture, and savory cuisines. Just an overall quintessential venue.

It was perfect.

“From what I picked up, this seems to be up her alley. Take her there. I'm sure this would be a great time for you two. So no more worrying, please. I beg you! You over-thinker.”

“Peter, I don't know how to thank you."

“Thank me by going out and having fun.”

Another snapped string.

The spider companion nudged his shoulders with his as he viewed Miguel making reservations to it.

This was going to be a night you would never forget.

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@prozacgooble @ella-janehaven @sanguwuxyoonbummy

[ao3feed-blakeyang]

Pirates of the Menagerie: The Curse of the Black Pearl

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/VsZHg1U by 09jl00 It should have been a normal, peaceful day at Beacon. After all, the Breach had been stopped and Torchwick was now behind bars. But life does have a way of throwing curveballs. Team RWBY, alongside Team JNPR and several other individuals, have been transported to a strange theatre to observe another world in the style of a trilogy of movies that may have them learn more about themselves. The first movie will make them realise that the world is much larger than they could ever have known. Words: 868, Chapters: 1/17, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Pirates of the Menagerie Fandoms: RWBY, Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: F/F, F/M Characters: Ruby Rose (RWBY), Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao Long, Jaune Arc, Pyrrha Nikos, Nora Valkyrie, Lie Ren, Qrow Branwen, Coco Adel, Fox Alistair, Velvet Scarlatina, Yatsuhashi Daichi, Sun Wukong (RWBY), Scarlet David, Sage Ayana, Neptune Vasilias, Ilia Amitola, Adam Taurus, Oscar Pine, Clover Ebi, Harriet Bree, Marrow Amin, Elm Ederne, Vine Zeki, Willow Schnee, Winter Schnee (RWBY), Whitley Schnee, Jacques Schnee, Klein Sieben, Penny Polendina, Pietro Polendina, Robyn Hill, Ghira Belladonna, Kali Belladonna, Sienna Khan, Taiyang Xiao Long, Raven Branwen, Saphron Cotta-Arc, Terra Cotta-Arc, Adrian Cotta-Arc, Roman Torchwick, Cinder Fall, Emerald Sustrai, Mercury Black, Neopolitan (RWBY), Salem (RWBY), Hazel Rainart, Arthur Watts, Tyrian Callows, Maria Calavera Relationships: Ruby Rose/Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long, Jaune Arc/Pyrrha Nikos, Lie Ren/Nora Valkyrie, Raven Branwen/Taiyang Xiao Long, Summer Rose/Taiyang Xiao Long, Qrow Branwen & Raven Branwen, Raven Branwen & Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee & Winter Schnee, Weiss Schnee & Willow Schnee, Ozpin/Salem (RWBY), Weiss Schnee/Clover Ebi (one-sided) Additional Tags: Multiverse, Reaction, Post-Volume 2 (RWBY), Alternate Universe - Pirate, Angst with a Happy Ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/VsZHg1U

[kalitheinksimp]

Commissions open!

Welcome to my blog

Hello!! I am Kali and/or Softy and go by she/her pronouns (though they/them is fine too)

I am a selfshiper and artist! I post mostly my self indulgent artworks.

So, here's some stuff about me~

So, first things first,

My very main F/o is Ink Sans!

I have loved that guy since a long time and will continue to do so for the foreseeable future

He's my first ever introduction to what loving someone is like, and also an emotional and mental support when there was none, so I'm a bit too... attached to him. Like alot.

Am I okay with sharing?

※this does not mean that I'm discouraging any canon x canon shippers or self shippers from making their content. It just means it's not my thing and would advise you to keep it to yourself with me, or block me if you make that stuff alot lol I'll appreciate it (also please use the right tags I'm begging please please please p)

It's gotten BAD bad 💀

I can't handle any ships of him with anyone anymore, if i block you, you might've shipped him with someone, no hard feelings really! It's been really hard to deal with it....

Do i have any other f/os?

Yep! Some other AU Sanses (like the most popular ones i think) but my feelings for them are VASTLY different than with Ink. For example, how I'm repulsed with anyone x Ink,I am not with others, and BARELY even mentioned them if ever.

I would even like to interact with those who ship themselves with a certain sans and have a repulsion towards canon x canon of them! (So as long as they're fine with it and are aware of other stuff down below-)

Oh and i also have some from other medias that I will not get into cause this blog ain't about that-

About me and content i post-

I mostly create artworks (mostly traditional sometimes digital) about my selfship, s/i lore(very tiny amount), ship children, and sometimes just random stuff

I have a few AUs that are all fully self indulgent stuff that i mostly keep to myself.... exept a couple... and some arts relating to them.

Main ones i post about are:

❣ main AU (consisting of Ink and Kali coexisting in the multiverse as a couple)

❣ family au (as a "what if they were actually married and had children" au

❣ "reverse herem" au (in which Kali basically lives with a bunch of sanses in a house in an abandoned au)

❣ aftermath au (in which i indulge in all sorts of delicious angst)

❣ yandere au/s ( for my yandere Ink fantasies where I take my Ink's already protective behaviour and turn it up to the max)

And i think that's about most of them. There's a few more sprinkled around but there really minor ones

Most importantly; the tag I use for selfship with Ink is "#Kaligraphy" and "#kalink" and for the whole family I use "#🌈garden🌺"

Boundaries and stuff

i know I can't exactly 100% regulate who interacts with my posts, but I will be setting boundaries as to what I'd not like to encounter, and will like to avoid.

❣ homophobia, transphobia, and basically any kind of queerphobia is not welcome

❣ harrasment and bullying also.

❣ supporting of irl crimes that hurt people or animals such as 1ncest, z00philia and/or p3doph1lia will NOT be tolerated

❣ am I proship or anti? Neither. Not pro, not anti, not neutral, I choose to not partake in this argument at all. because at this point it's no longer about having a "safe space". I have not felt safe picking a side so far, so I'm not going to. Hope that's understandable enough. (Just use tags appropriately and don't bring up any other ships than mine (Kali x Ink and occasionally Kali x other sanses/characters i like) on this blog and you're fine)

❣ extremely religious/traditional (in any religion/culture) people also are advised to not be on this blog since i don't really think this is gonna be a safe space for you- I'm kinda a satanist with religious trauma lol

❣ I will do my best to be as cooperative, agreeable and understanding with people, and like anyone else, I'll make mistakes too. So i hope you can be understanding as well if talking to me.

❣ this blog is expected to be 14+ atleast, and i will treat it as such.

❣ as you might already know, I'm a freak for yandere men and like the idea of Ink being an obsessed yan (though sometimes I tone it down) but if that makes you uncomfortable, this might not be the place for you. (Though, I will be using yandere tag on more outright yan stuff)

❣ we don't believe in cringe culture in this blog. Do what makes you happy as long as it doesn't hurt anyone lol

Extra links to my works:

❣ about the family au (intro to my two ship children of Kali x Ink)

❣ about Kali herself (aka my s/i)

❣ the flower sisters (ship children) arts i did

❣ more art of flower sisters (mom i frew up kinda vibes lmao)

❣ Peacock! Ink sans

❣ Snake/Naga! Ink sans

❣ Spider! Ink sans (this is the only one of him in digital- i have yet to decide colours)

❣ casual clothes i made for my selfship

❣ Nightmare sans x Kali varient (for personal "harem/comfort au")

❣ Fell/Red sans x Kali varient (same as previous)

❣ Kali's demon version

❣ Kali's demon DEER version

❣ my current pfp

[more to be added later maybe]

Art status:

Commissions status:

Closed

Art trade status:

Semi open (like might do might not, a bit busy at the moment)

Adopts status:

Mlp adopts based on the theme: random bullshit (open)

And that's all! (i think... for now) Thanks for reading!

[laffy-taffy-creations]

what is your favorite fun fact about OV?

Huffle, dear, you seem to have me confused for someone else.

I HAVE NO ONE SINGLE FAVOURITE FUN FACT ABOUT OV ALRIGHT

But I suppose one of my favourites is that when they get flustered, small pieces of them will start to turn invisible, kind of like clouds that sort of wrap around their body and the more flustered they get the more foggy it becomes

And that because they wear gloves, whenever they are about to do something that would usually require a normal person to wash their hands or put on gloves, OV instead takes theirs off because their regular gloves hold all the bacteria of their daily life, not their normal hands. It's another subtle contrast between them and most others in their universe.

Oh also, did you know that OV has 2 souls? One is named Clover, which is the regular name they were given when they were born and the soul that has the appearance of the body that both share. August is the second soul, and had to pick their name on their own, and for the longest time when they were younger their parents didn't understand that there had been an accident with Kali, god of Souls, who accidentally gave them two instead of one. No, having multiple souls is NOT the same as having DID, because it is 2, very very rarely 3 when a mix up like this occurs, and because they are 2 souls they can actually split into 2 people, August does look like Clover but with a different colour of hair and eyes, and usually they co-pilot which one can tell by hair and eye colour. Clover is brunette/red, August is noirette/white, and most of the time OV is noirette/red.

OV also has a scythe called BoundBreak, which is magically enchanted to be indestructible and can cut portals through the multiversal barrier, allowing them to travel to other universes to see their friends there and other versions of their crew back home.

Also they have a second bloodstream of sorts that isn't vital to their survival, and is made up of pure magic, which is a glowing rainbow liquid and very very potent.

Oh also-

[citadelredlightdistrict]

NEW RPs Are Up In Storage!

Remember, the new RPs are not available yet, I'm not going to put them up for use until December, but they are visible on @citadelstorage right now. So feel free to go there, check them out, and let me know what you think. I followed the polls pretty well I think so here's a brief description of the new RPs for December, remember these will be rotating in and out with my current Open RPs every month starting December. 1: You've beaten Naofumi in a bet for his life as a servant, and several of his friends have come forward to take his place. Pick one of them to be your new servant/slave to use as you wish~.

2: Anakin bet Ahsoka in a game of Sabacc as part of an information gathering mission, unfortunately he lost. You are now the rightful owner of padawan Ahsoka.

3: You gave Kali a collar with her name on it and told her to meet you outside a local bar/club. She showed up wearing the collar, ready to see where this goes. You decide if you wanted her as a pet, girlfriend, or a one time pump and dump.

4: The Sex Arcarde is running a special on heroes from across the multiverse, make your pick and they'll deliver them directly to your doorstep! Of course they're offering to satisfy *any* special requests.

[hellovafatso]

@slob-multiverse

Blake is only 300lbs!? Kali is getting to work to make sure her little girl gets properly fed.

Foolish young kitten thanks being thin and healthy as acceptable she needs her mama's guidance to correct this