#this is so long im so sorry lads

[basilacademia]

Quickly finished this sketch of Joxter I've had in my folders for months for the girlies because I heard season 4 dropped

[idorukiss]

Heres a sorta drabble/headcanon of sorts of how I picture MC's relationship with Sylus would devleop~ I'm not much of a writer but the brainrot is real and ive made similar ones for the other boys too!

1,035 words || You can also read it on ao3

‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙ Xavier ・ Zayne ・ Rafayel

Sylus is always prepared for any and every situation that could happen when he works, In all his time reigning over the N109 zone there hasn't been a single thing or person that hasn’t been accounted for to some degree- that was until you showed up at least. Like a black cat, you seemed to bring unexpected chaos wherever you stepped.

Of course he couldn’t help but do everything he can to keep you by his side, not only to be a formidable ally but simply cause he finds you as a whole fascinating. What kind of things will you say next? How will you get out of this situation? It’s like a game to him, one that he can’t predict or brute force the ending to.

While the two of you didn't get off on the best foot at the start, he proved himself very trusting and that he cared for your well being fairly easily. Sure he would take chances to tease you for the littlest things- even creating various situations just to see your reaction to them, but he still honestly responded to your every question and kept you as best in the loop for things as he was able.

It was strange yet nice to have someone like him by your side, someone so strong and confident that you could trust to cover your back and seemingly trusted you as much to cover his in return. It was a dynamic you weren’t that used to yet, sure you had your fellow hunters but no matter how much you fought alongside any of them you just couldn’t find yourself fully trusting in their abilities like this.

The more he got to know you the more he found himself thinking about you and the things you like. Often swiping his card first and thinking later any time your face flashed in his mind when perusing wares. He wonders how long it will take you to realize he keeps all of his estates fully stocked with presents and everything you might need in the event you show up to any of them.

“Sylus? Why are you calling me so early??” “Check your door kitten, you should have a package waiting for you” “Don't tell me its another gun, I keep telling you I can't use these outside of the N109 zone” he chuckles deeply “Well I could get you a gun too if you really want one. But no, it's something different this time” Curiously you grab the box and start to open it “...A teddy bear?” “Do you not like it? I figured it could add to your growing plush collection.” You let out a small giggle “That's so sweet of you. But you didn't have to send it to me right away, you could've left it in my room for the next time I came by like usual.” his voice is soft, almost whispering into your ear “I couldn't wait to give it to you is all. Wont you accept my gift?” Your heart pounds “I love it, thank you. Ill be sure to sleep with it every night!” your face is beaming, he cant see it through the phone but he can surely hear it in your voice.

Any time you find yourself without missions long enough to justify the trip, you spend it in the N109 zone with him. You told yourself at first it was just to keep an eye on him and see if you can catch any weaknesses, but you were secretly excited to be spending time with him even if it was just sitting in content silence together while he worked. And despite his unchanging face, Sylus might’ve looked forward to each of your visits even more than you.

It wasn’t out of the ordinary to accompany him to various events and gatherings, and it was surely strictly for business at first. Now though? It’s hard to tell. Not that you mind either way, it just felt nice to have his arm around you and being doted on throughout the night. When people inquired about who you were, he would usually refer to you as his woman in a more joking way at first, but your heart couldn't help but flip the first time he said it more genuinely. While looking right at you with a smile.

One very late night after attending a party, you couldn't help but doze off in the car on the way back to his place. It was much later in the night than you are typically used to, you don’t know how he can function at this time of night most days. You can’t help but let your mind wander and picture what day to day life with him would be like if you just never went back home.- If you stayed by his side for the rest of time.

He gently carries you inside, but instead of going all of the way to your dedicated room he brings you with him into his. There's no nefarious plans, he just simply wants to have you by his side longer and has wished to wake up to your face for far too long. A faint hum stirs you from your dreams as you are being gently placed onto the comfort of his mattress. A small kiss pressed to the top of your head as the blankets pulled over you before he quietly climbs in beside you.

Did you even wake up in the first place? Even if it was still a dream it meant everything to you, and you reach an arm out pulling yourself close to him and nuzzling into his side. Your eyes flutter closed once more enjoying his warmth as he quietly chuckles to himself and wraps an arm around you in return, falling into a blissful sleep of his own. Neither of you would give up this moment for the world, you were meant to be in each other’s arms just like this for eternity.

He would kill for you, and you would live for him. Nothing anyone could do would predict your love for one another, and you'll continue to defy fate to be with him

[hotluncheddie]

Day 6: Bondage

"Like it"

Ao3

wc: 2k | rated: E | tags: Sub Eddie Munson, established relationship, rimming, pleasure dom Steve Harrington, chubby Eddie Munson, feederism kinks, public foreplay, humiliation kink

written for @subeddieweek <3

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‘Ugh’ Eddie groans, rubbing his stomach as much as he can with his wrists tied. 

Sleepy and satiated, he’s bound together with his own bandana.

Steve’s eyes had been gleeful as he did it, as if he’d just come up with the idea, and thought it was his best one yet. Eddie had gulped, presenting his wrists and squirming as the fabric wrapped around him. 

But he was used to it now. Forearms managing to massage the new chub at his stomach, doughy and close to kissing his thicker thighs. His body showing all the signs of their new relationship. Something passing between them after the upside down. Once they were safe and comfortable they just seemed to melt together. Showing each other the freedom to explore things they never thought possible. 

Eddie was allowed, for the first time in his life, to indulge. 

He let go in ways he never dreamed possible; because he’d never had the means, or was too afraid, or both. 

And Steve, Steve’s always wanted to give. He’d give so much that it scares people away. Eddie knows now, that Steve wants to give everything and it’s okay, okay that Eddie wants it all. 

They’re driving back from the diner two towns over. It has bigger portions and the best burgers around. Eddie ate one loaded with cheese and bacon, with a side of fries. And onion rings. Steve ordering for him, foot brushing Eddie’s shin as he did. Knowing it made Eddie blush, a little embarrassed, to be looked after so openly, to allow Steve that decision. It made Eddie’s mind melt. 

‘Undo your button, I wanna see.’ Steve says, glancing away from the empty road.  Eddie does, a little awkwardly, but sighs with relief once he manages. Fingers soothing the underside of pale stomach that was trapped against the denim. 

But Eddie’s pulled from his petting as the car lurches to the right, Steve turning off. Pulling into a drive through. 

Eddie’s eye go wide and his cheeks go pink realising whoever’s at the widow is going to see his belly peaking out between the flaps of his jeans. Cheeks going pinker realising Steve wants him to eat more. 

‘Steve?’ He asks weakly. 

‘What?’ Steve asks, vaguely, not looking at his face. Instead he, suddenly, he pulls at eddies seatbelt, hard. So it’s tight and sat beneath his belly, constricting and biting. 

Eddie gasps at the feeling, the stiff fabric against his soft middle. 

‘Steve?’ Eddie presses. You can’t see his pants are undone anymore but there’s cool air hitting a now exposed sliver skin as his shirt lifts, jostled by the movement.  

But Steve ignores him. Rolling through to the speaker he orders a milkshake and donut. Doesn’t spare Eddie a glance. Eddie squirms. 

‘Steve.’ He hisses, they’ll be pulling up to the window soon. Eddie tries to shift but the belt stops him. Moving does nothing but shift his shirt until it threatens to expose his bellybutton. ‘Steve please.’ 

Steve stops the car with a jolt, just before they get to the window. ‘Tell me right now, honestly, that you’re not into this.’ He says, eyes locked with Eddie’s. 

Eddies are wide, sticky pleasure churning in his gut. 

He doesn’t say a thing. 

Steves smile blooms again, sunny but sharp. ‘Lift your arms up.’ He says. 

Eddie balks, but does. Feeling hot all over with a blush running down his chest as he lets his bound wrists lay on the top of the headrest. 

‘Good.’ Steve says low, rolling the car forwards. ‘You’re cute when you squirm.. Hi.’ He turns to smile sweetly at the drive-thru worker.

As they wait for her, Steve looks over at Eddie again. Eye roaming the straps across his body, that sit into his flesh. 

Eddie glares at him. 

Steve pouts back. ‘You said I could do whatever I wanted.’ And his voice has that bratty little whine to it that always sends Eddie insane. Steve too juxtaposing, too confusing, too in control of Eddie to be allowed to pout like that.  

Steve knows it too, knows Eddies annoyed, embarrassed flush. He cocks his eyebrow and gives Eddie a wink. 

Eddie bites his lip and looks resolutely out the window, as Steve chats idly with the worker, hands over cash and puts a large, dripping milkshakes in the cup holder. 

Steve messes with putting the donuts in the footwell. But Eddie thought they were done and he makes the mistake of looking over, Steve ducked down, the girl at the window looking right at him. A perfect view of Eddie’s stomach pushing against the belt, pale skin and dark hair. Eddie nudges Steve by his knee, desperate, humiliated. 

Steve sits back normally. ‘Thanks.’ He smiles at the worker again. She smiles back, glancing at Eddie. Eddie shifts, his cock hard and straining in his jeans. 

Steve parks near the exit and gets a donut out of the bag, holding it up to Eddie’s lips. Eddie scowls at it. But Steve just gives him his best puppy dog eyes - the same ones Eddie gives him. ‘Please?’ He teases. 

Eddie rolls his eyes, fighting down his smile ‘Fine.’ And he tries to sound annoyed, opening his mouth and taking a bite, but his voice sounds too breathy, and affected. 

‘We’ve still got about 30 till we’re home okay?’ Steve says softly, feeding Eddie another bite. Eddie nods, cheeks full, the donut’s really good. 

Steve strokes Eddie’s cheek, loosening Eddie’s belt and letting him suck the cream from his thumb. ‘You like this.’ Steve says. 

It’s never a question, just a statement. 

The first time he’d said it, they’d only been together a couple weeks. Eddie still so tentative and fresh faced to any kind of relationship that meant more than a little spit and quick hands. Steve agreeing to keep it between them until he was ready

That day Steve had been getting shit from the kids for baking again, for being completely serious when he mentioned that this recipe was from a high school home ec class. Rightfully unembarrassed as he looked down his nose at Mikes sneer. ‘Everyone has to eat kid.’ He’d said, rolling his eyes and putting the oven mitts away. 

None of the kids had clocked yet what might’ve started him baking more regularly, or that he made sure to always offer Eddie some specifically, always gifting him something sweet to take home. Doting on him more noticeably in these past couple weeks than ever before - even with them around. The only person who did notice the change was Robin. With her sharp eyes and poking smile. But Steve seemed to take any of her looks in his stride, like it was all just normal, could be normal.

But Eddie was basking in it, even as the anxiety of what they might all think still sat heavy in the back of his mind. Steve made it easier, Steve made him feel safe.

And once they’d all gone home, once it was just him and Eddie again, that evening, Steve stepped it up. 

He made Eddie stay sitting on the sofa, told him not to move and straddled Eddies thighs, kissing him breathless. Eddie settling into that feeling that was becoming normal, routine - of letting Steve lead. Breath hitching as Steve laced their fingers together and pushed Eddie’s wandering hands away, told to keep them at his sides. Held and directed so softly that Eddie just sucked on Steve’s bottom lip and let his mind go blank. 

Until Steve pulled away, hand on Eddie chest. Holding him, and offering Eddie a cookie to bite from his own fingers. Hand feeding it to him sweetly. 

Still doting. But now, Steves eyes were dark. 

Eddie couldn’t count how many cookies he’d already had. One of those days where he was insatiable, a bottomless pit, always wanting, and Steve had made so many, no one even noticed. 

Except, maybe Steve noticed. The way he looked at Eddie now, leaning right into his space, cookie held just out of reach. Steve’s other hand slipping up under Eddie’s shirt, big palm swallowing his abdomen, warm and solid and claiming. Steve noticed everything. 

And Eddie just whined, pushing his stomach more into Steve’s hand, letting his lips fall open and eyes go blurry as his pupils bloomed. Steve smiling at him, indulging, feeding Eddie the cookie bite by big bite, slipping his fingers inside for Eddie to suck. 

‘You like this.’ Steve said, then, and Eddie nodded, too afraid to explain that it was everything, all of it, more. 

Eddie liked it. Liked it especially, from Steve. 

‘Oh fuck.’ Eddie moans. 

They’re back at Steve’s house. Eddie laid out on the bed, pillows under his head so he can take periodic sips of the milkshake Steve forced on him. Legs spread wide open and bound with thick ribbon around his shins and thighs, keeping his knees bent. Bandanna still tight around his wrists. Exposed, totally on display. 

Harder than he’s ever been in his life. 

‘Fucking love you like this.’ Steve pants, lips glistening as he sits back on his heels, slapping the inside of Eddie’s thigh, watching it jiggle. ‘You’re so soft now, it’s like eating out a girl.’ And Eddie’s eyes roll in his head, cock dripping onto his stomach. 

Steve dives back down, sucking and licking at Eddie’s hole. Sometimes working his way over Eddie’s balls but never touching his cock for more than a second, never more than to give the length a wet, open mouthed kiss. 

Eddie writhes, the milkshake cold on his tongue, barely able to move he’s so tightly bound, completely at Steve’s mercy. 

‘That’s it, wanna hear you.’ Steve says, palming himself, getting off on Eddie’s whimpers and groans, pushing him until he’s brainless and blissed out. 

Eddie whines, he can barely see he’s so far gone. 

'm- 'm gonna’ Eddie manages, finishing his milkshake and letting it slip from his fingers. Hands going to fist the sheets above him, back arching off the bed. 

‘That’s it baby, cum for me.’ Steve says, muffled, face still buried in Eddies ass. 

Steve reaches an arm around, holding Eddie’s hips down firm. hand coming to stroke his cock once, twice. 

The air punches out of Eddie’s lungs in a long, drawn out moan. Thrusting up against Steve’s strong grip, cum spilling all over his pink flushed skin. 

Steve holds him tighter, hand circling his cock more firmly, base to tip. Fisting him hard and fast. ‘Oh, oh fuck!’ Eddie can’t think, can’t move and can’t breath. Steve slips two fingers in his spit loose hole, thrusting in and up and Eddie wails. 

‘Again. you’re gonna cum for me again.’ Steve insists, voice rough, lips and chin wet with spit. He thrusts harder, pushes in deeper. Eddie feels static in his ears, feels him stomach muscles jump and his thighs clench against the binds. Not given the chance to come down, just taken up, up, higher and higher until he’s falling all over again. Tipping over the edge because of Steve, all for Steve, all over himself.  

‘Fuck, fuck.’ Steve pants, standing and shoving his boxers down, gripping his cock fast and hard. Crowding into Eddie’s space and leaning between his spread thighs to lick at Eddie’s open mouth.

Eddie can’t do anything more than whine and buck sleepily as he feels Steve release all over him. Hot and spent and Eddie licks into Steve’s mouth, tasting himself and groaning as Steve licks back, sharing his air. 

Steve rests their foreheads together, breathing turning normal, and then rises up to pull at Eddie’s wrists - undoing the bandanna. He uses it to wipe away some of the mess across Eddie’s middle. 

tossing it aside, Steves fingers dance over Eddie’s still bound thighs, eyes making their way slowly back up to Eddie face. ‘You liked it?’ Steve asks, smiling down at him, eyes sleepy and relaxes. 

He’s beautiful, Eddie thinks. 

He leans into Steves touch, nodding and diverting Steve’s hands over to his belly, giving his best puppy dog eyes. ‘Like you.’ Eddie pouts and Steve lets Eddie move him, laughing lightly. Hands roaming over his stomach and doughy sides. Petting and rubbing as he undoes the binds around Eddie’s legs, massaging there too. 

Eddie’s eyes slip close sleepily as Steve works and presses kisses all over. Until he reaches Eddie’s neck and face, where Steve feeds his thumb into Eddie’s mouth, watching his eyes flutter back open. ‘My good boy.’ He whispers and Eddie kisses him.  

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[proshippers-against-censorship]

morning guys obligatory pwdin pup ask I heart jackal’s blog

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Sorry had to get it out 💓 maybe it’s just me but seeing people who make like… “become autistic subliminal!!” stuff or who identify with the label in general pisses me off so bad

I mean I don’t interact with radqueer blogs, yt channels, anything nor the content though I see a lot of it through proship content

it just feels like. Borderline ableism because no you do not have my troubles and you never fucking will maybe try supporting people with autism and their struggles instead of idolizing us because “ooo haha colors ohhh I’m so oppressed… I’m literally so quirky… haha my special interest teehee trains… shapes and colors 🥺🥺 ohh what’s that?? I’m ableist?? erm srry can’t talk im nonverbal manifesting 💞💋” WHATTTT THE FUCK 😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏

can y’all tell I have a lot of feelings abt this 🎀 I mean it like. Goes away since I only see it once every few months or smth I just get unnecessarily pressed upon seeing it

It’s like being gay for the aesthetic except it’s not being gay it’s trying to change your psychology

maybe they have attention problems idk but maybe get help for that instead of embracing your… trans… autistic… ness

I think it’s fine to have those thoughts but understand it’s wrong to like try and act on them and glamorize it and express your feelings in a healthier way like thru a hotline or smth if u don’t have a therapist or maybe try loving yourself the way you are instead of trying to be different so others will pay more attention to you and give you more comfort

just accept it

you are not autistic

you are you and that’s enough bro.

(I think I cooked w the last 3 lines picture a mic drop as I walk off stage)

I get being annoyed by stuff like that, but it is important to keep in mind that everyone has different experiences with their disabilities and mental state in general. While stuff may stand out as 'eugh, faker' to you, keep in mind that you don't actually have enough knowledge about the life that that person leads to actually know if they're feigning something like autism. Especially not if the only interaction you've had with them is online.

[rembytem]

I did not realize turning on booping turned it on for my side blogs too. Neat.

[taiyami]

Do you ship your mutuals with any characters? If so, who and why

OF COURSE I DO .. it's the most fun a fella can have these days :)c I'm not super involved in the self-ship community, but I support it fully and indulge every once in a while. (If I leave anybody out I'm sorry, !)

@nagumoan always and forever will be attached to Jugram (BLEACH) or Shion's (JGKRK) image to me. I don't even know who Shion is but I do know he and Loni are happily married. In fact I was there for their wedding and caught their bouquet.

@hopefulstarfire I don't know this man personally but GUZMA (pokemon) for sure. That's their stinky man 😤🙌🏼 Kenz and I have known each other since teenagehood so I could list any and all their hubbies if I so felt inclined.

@upperranktwo MY SKY PIE ❤️ Douma only, there literally cannot be a more perfect duo. They are SOO SILLY together augh :o) They make me SO happy!!

@semisgroupie IKKAKU (BLEACH), I have never known a gal to be so perfect for that man !! I can't imagine him with anyone else, only my Ve.

@strawberrystepmom I always associate this pretty gal with Natsuo (BNHA), It just feels so right. Ice boy with a warm blooded gal, I love it !! I also love her and her old man Kakashi (who happens to be in his late 20s but shh. (I shouldnt have to say but. Naruto))

@nymphoheretic OUR DARLING RENGOKU (KNY) .. I just think these two are SO cute together 🥺 I just think they compliment each other really well. ❤️‍🔥

@rozentias MY BELOVED RÓ .. As much as I find Urahara (BLEACH) and Ró super silly and cute, I really love the dynamic he has with Axl (Guilty Gear) .. I think he just deserves to have a cute fun guy who loves him and cherishes him!! But I love all of his self ships, they're fun to talk about with him <:]

@diorsbrando Listen I know he's a troubled man but we love troubled men in these parts, I can't imagine Sosa without thinking of Sasuke too 💔 I LOVE seeing Sosa go a little feral over that man, it's what he deserves 😤

@sixeyesgojo Now he better not misbehave and cause my Yoru any problems or I will have a problem with him but .. Gojo 🫡 I trust that he takes care of them.

Aaaagh i hope I'm not missing anybody .. feel free to stop by my inbox if you want an assigned ship :o) There's a strong chance I pair a person with a character if we're mutuals, even if we don't talk much! I usually take a peek if someone has a f/o list, or I keep note whenever they have special tags for people. I wish I was more active about self ships because they're harmless fun, but I'm just embarrassed of my own HEHE. I'd talk about them more if people asked or came into my inbox but .. for now I just keep them to myself 🫡

Thanks for stopping by !!! I loved answering this !!!

[steelycunt]

he was just…he was so silly and he wore such silly little outfits and he said such silly things and everyone was just like this is our friend who is silly and we love him dearly. and he was so delightfully whimsically silly and that was what he enjoyed being…silly. and he was weird and forlorn and desperate also but just as important? he was silly…and he was so good and all his friends thought he was good but also they knew he was silly. often for no reason other than silliness’ sake. my silly little king…

[spanishinfluenza]

a little late Valentine's gift for you all but it's still Feb so this is fine

Chapter 7 of my au Carlisle/Esme fic, Rope in Hand is up and it's the longest one yet. plss feel free to let me know if you enjoy (or hate it lol)

[sanstropfremir]

i’m sure u received asks about the mma 2022 performances - hoping i’m not adding too much noise ur inbox 🫡

but i feel a bit underwhelmed with these performances? i was sad to see the lineups for all of the upcoming award shows and how there aren’t a lot (or any) 2nd gen/3rd gen performers. granted there aren’t as many 2nd gen active kpop artists that are doing music (most ventured into acting but also hello! i want a key gasoline end of year stage!). and 3rd gen bgs are enlisting + ggs disbanded or not as mainstream.

i’ve seen a lot of praise for le sseafim’s stage but idk it wasn’t anything wow. it felt awkward to me?

i haven't actually, it seems like everyone (including me) forgot about it. i don't know what the full list of performers is so i probably haven't watched all of them, but yea almost no strong performances. what the hell is wrong with the creative directors for these groups, like did y'all forget how stage a good awards show performance in two years? the mmas gave like 11-12 minutes to all these trendy fourth gen groups and NONE of them could keep any semblence of my attention for more than maybe three minutes. the only two groups that actually understood the scale of what they were supposed to be doing were monsta x and ive, bc starship has been sending groups to awards shows for ages. and of that mx's was the only one that was actually interesting and in proper scale for the event, and they did it in less time than everyone else. and also gidle but like. was that a good performance? no, but at least they got the scale right.

tbh the main problem seems to me that all these groups are doing songs/vcrs etc that are just too sedate/slow for that large a stage and they aren't planned well. some groups are kinda sol in that regard (sorry newjeans, your music isnt gonna work on an awards show stage without revamping the production), but literally why were there vcrs in the middle of some of these performances. the one in the ive performance literally just covered up them WALKING TO A DIFFERENT PART OF THE STAGE. why. are you too good to sing a song and hype up the audience while you walk? i dont even want to talk about the txt performance it has some of the worst everything i've seen in a hot minute. the le sserafim stage had extremely poor understanding of how to actually use the stage properly and pathetic styling. like sorry diesel outfits do NOT cut it for an awards show performance. enhypen had legitimately horrible styling like what the actual fuck was that. a lot of these groups are treating these stages as extentions of their 'lore' or whatever and having these ponderous ~mysterious~ vcrs without actually realizing that that is not what these shows are for. these shows need BIG performances bc they are long and they have huge lulls in them thanks to the actual awards presenting. it's one of the only types of performance that it's not necessary to build a dynamic arc into because you do not need one.

[izzy-b-hands]

"I'm excited," Izzy lies.

"Yeah, he's lying," Ed sighs. "It's because we trust you to look after this. We'll be back in a few weeks, and I know you won't die being on land for a while."

He nods. Ed is right. It's only a few weeks of looking after this monstrous house that Stede has been left (by a man who either is or isn't his real father, it's unclear mostly because Stede keeps switching between tears or utter rage at the entire situation. But Izzy understands that.)

He sits on the beach with his things and watches them sail away anyway.

--

There's far too many rooms. No one can possibly need this much space.

Or at least, no one can need this many bedrooms.

"And these curtains," Izzy scoffs and whips them shut around the four poster bed. "They...huh. Not bad."

They're made of ridiculously thick and heavy material and are a pain to move, but that first night it's a solace to feel contained.

"Just like the ship," he murmurs to himself as he slips under the sheets.

Except it isn't. There's no motion to rock one to sleep, and he can't help but feel like a sitting duck, though for what exactly he can't say.

It keeps him in the bed as a result though, feeling oddly safer as long as the heavy curtains have him cut off from the rest of the room.

--

"Oh he's going to hate that."

The oil painting shows a clearly happy young Stede. Very young though, a toddler at oldest.

With a man who looks nothing like the father Stede had described growing up with. It's possible, sure, the man simply underwent a major set of physical changes but...

No. No, it isn't, because there are some features one can't easily change that much. Which makes it all the worse, because who on earth helped raise Bonnet if not his actual father, and why?

But the answers for that lie in the incredibly dusty library, and he's never been amazing at reading...

So he winds up in the library an hour later.

"Two days of labor," Izzy winces as he reads through yet another volume of family history, more a journal than anything else, this one including an overly detailed account of Stede's birth. Which only strengthens the apparent truth:

Bonnet was born to the man and woman that had lived in this estate. There was no mention of exactly why, but at a certain point in Bonnet's very early childhood his mother had taken him and left (presumably to be with the man he thought was his actual father.)

That point was evident from a single, final journal entry from the man: 'Today the lights have gone out of my life.'

--

"This explains a lot," Izzy stares out over the extensive, extremely wild garden. "He'd love this."

For that matter, Izzy doesn't hate a well tended garden himself. He can't do a lot, but he can clear things away and give the plants breathing room.

That takes a good few hours, and the rest he burns back in the library.

"Pirate stories to a baby," he chuckles as he flips through yet another journal. "If only you knew what you'd done to him. He can't be anything else now, and I don't think he'd want to be. He's almost a competent pirate, even."

Every other entry is about Stede. His first steps, the first flower he picked on his own from the garden, his favourite bed time story...

"All for him to only remember the man that hated him," Izzy sighs and sets the book aside. "That's..."

His fingers tap the cover.

He takes the next couple of hours and sets aside every single journal that covers the time just before and after Stede's birth. It's a slightly ridiculous amount, but if anyone would be willing to read through it, it would be Stede.

And he stands to benefit from it, as far as Izzy can see.

--

The following days pass...oddly well.

He gardens, and cooks, and when his eyes can bear it dips into the occasional book aside from the journals before bed.

But the nights are ungodly lonely. Sure, few of the crew ever talked much to him on The Revenge, but they were at least around.

He keeps the curtains around the bed shut each night, resisting the urge to pin them closed. It's a senseless, childish urge that would only prove dangerous in an emergency.

That, and if anything or anyone truly wanted at him, a curtain would hardly slow them down.

--

"Izzy?"

Stede peers into the garden. "Ed, I think he did this."

"I would imagine he did. That or there are incredibly talented birds at work."

"Why birds? What about the snakes?"

"...very funny."

He hears them coming, but lets them make their way up the path fully before acknowledging them.

"Captains."

"How was it?" Ed asks. "Before you answer, actually, did we mention why someone needed to stay here for so long?"

"No. I figured there was some-"

"Ah fuck, I thought we'd said...well. How haunted did it seem?"

"It didn't?"

"Good! That means the letter saying he had to last at least a week there in order to claim it was bullshit!"

"Did it say anyone, or Stede specifically?" Izzy asks.

"Does it matter if it isn't haunted?"

"Huh. I suppose it doesn't."

"Can I ask about those?" Stede points to the stacks of journals, now gathered by the front door.

"Pulled them aside for you. Maybe you spent these last weeks figuring out what they say, but I'd read them anyway, were it me."

"Oh."

"He loved you," the words spill out and Izzy can feel himself blush. "He'd be so proud of you. Not just for the growing up, having your own family, whatever, but...you being a pirate."

Stede nods.

"I..I don't read much and I meant no offense by looking-"

"We're okay," Ed interrupts. "Stede, how about I grab some of the crew and we take whatever you want from here to the ship, hm?"

"Start with the journals."

Then Stede is off at a decent pace into the fields that extend behind the house.

"I can go," Izzy hears himself say.

"Is this guy..." Ed hesitates. "This is his actual dad, isn't it? Did he say why-"

"I don't think he ever found out, or was told. I'll make sure we meet you at the beach in a bit."

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"Bonnet?"

"I don't get it," Stede mutters. "I never...my mum never mentioned this. Ever. And my father...well, do I call him that? He was there, sure, but he wasn't actually...and the way he-"

"You call him whatever you want," Izzy sighs and sits by him in the dirt and grass. "Or not at all. Were it me, I'd stick with this guy instead. If he does haunt this place, then he's the best ghost to have. Didn't bother me once."

"And they wanted me?"

"Very much so. There's a book that's almost entirely dedicated to detailing your birth, if that's any indication. Very detailed. Extremely. Not a bad thing, just bear that in mind. And have a thought for your poor mum."

"Can't have been that bad."

"How long did your wife labor with your kids?"

"Oh god...Alma was about a day. Louis, well, Louis...look, you can't ever tell him this, but he didn't wait."

"I'm not following."

"It's not Mary's fault either! She went from going about her day to broken waters and pain and then suddenly...look, he was only on the floor for a moment!"

Izzy snorts. "You kept your mother abed and in pain for two straight days. If anything, your son probably went about it the easiest for everyone involved."

"Two days? Oh..."

"Read the rest of the journals. And if ever you and Ed want a vacation away...give Olu the helm and spend some time here. There are portraits of you as a wee thing Ed would die to see."

Stede raises a brow. "And what will you be doing?"

"Whatever Olu orders, I presume. Or gardening here, if you'd want the help."

"I didn't take you for that type."

"Neither did I. But apparently he put a lot of work into it, with you strapped to his chest half the time it sounds like. Figured since I was here..."

They lapse into silence, side by side, listening to Ed and the crew shout and joke as they empty the house of the few bits and bobs that might be useful for the time being.

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"Can't sleep?"

The ship rocks and he's surrounded again by the knowledge that so long as he's onboard the ship, he isn't alone.

"No," Izzy replies and pats the bit of deck beside him. "What volume are you on?"

Stede sits and groans. "I've lost track. Sometime just before my first birthday. I love all the information, but my god, what a...a...wordy fucker."

He snorts, bites back a giggle, then laughs.

"What?"

"Of all the people to say that!"

"Oh! Lucius is transcribing, so any extra-"

"Don't put it on him! I've watched him; he keeps to your words as you dictate."

"I do," Lucius yawns as he passes by them, back towards his huddle with Pete, Fang, and Roach.

Stede giggles, then sighs.

"Thank you. For all of it: staying there, looking after things, cleaning up the garden, and...what you found out."

"You're one of my captains. You ordered me to do it; what else was I going to say?"

"That's what Ed said when I asked if you'd do it or not. More or less, at least."

"He knows me well."

"He does."

After a moment, Stede gently elbows him. "I know you're tired. I am too. Maybe...Ed is already in bed. We've got those two new couches we stole in there as well..."

"I have a room."

"That you haven't gone back in since you got back onboard."

A few minutes later, they're each sprawled on a couch in Ed and Stede's quarters.

"Better?"

"I miss the curtains."

Stede chuckles. "That could just be your room, whenever we go back and visit."

"And we will be?"

"I think we will. Ed likes the idea, and Olu is amenable to taking over now and again, so long as we try and tell him in advance."

"I'd like that."

"Good. Now, did you do more than skim the section about my actual first birthday party? Apparently I briefly went missing, though I need to go through and read this properly-"

"I would love to hear where on earth they found you. I have a guess."

"Garden?"

"Beach," Izzy smiles and snuggles into the ornate couch pillow. "He had you wanting to be a pirate before you could talk or swim. Where else would you be?"

There's the sound of flipping pages as his eyes flutter shut, and then a chuckle.

"I'll be damned. They found me on the beach, playing in the sand."

"Told you," Izzy yawns. "S'where I would have probably gone at that age too."

There's a beat, then a chuckle before Stede starts reading from the journal softly.

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

I JUST WANT TO FUCKING DRAW HIM WHY IS IT SUCH A GODDAMN ORDEAL EVERY TIME FOR FUCKS SAKE

[deifillun]

C. elegans are many, many wonderful things and I could go on forever, despite no one asking, but the reality is that they are NOT parasitic nematodes...

In contrast, there are many parasitic nematodes that can be referenced here, including (and not exclusively):

(1) Plant-based parasitic nematodes that literally feed from plants to the point that the plant dies, if it is not mature (i.e., the root-knot nematode)

(2) Insect-based parasitic nematodes that can use a special type of bacteria to cause sepsis to eventually kill their host, not before laying it's progeny inside the insect of course (i.e., mole cricket nematode)

(3) Higher animal-based parasitic worms that literally spread their progeny via rabbit poop (i.e., Passalurus ambiguus) (I'm only showing the eggs here because the worm pics on the poop can be a bit gross!)

The thing i love about slovak (and other slavic languages) is how they already have the "(derogatory)" and "(affectionate)" function already built in. Example:

Had - snake

Hadík - snake (affectionate)

Hadisko - snake (derogatory)

Like yes!!!!! Amazing function thank you!!!!

(these thing refer to size also, but it depends on the context imo)

[tbaluver]

Heyoo

Love your work! 💖

May I request the LaD boys reactions to you sending them a boob pic?🤭

Sending Them A Boob Pic- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre: MDNI, 18+, suggestive content a/n: hihi anonnie! im happy to hear you love my work ! soso sorry this took a while but i hope this was okay and that you enjoy reading <3 any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

Gets really flushed when you send him the pic and he takes a little too long to respond from how long he’s been staring at your picture. Practically drooling on his phone screen as he looks at the picture(s) with your tits sitting so pretty for him.

𖠌: are you cold?

𖠌: i’m on my way

Texts you and misspells all the words as he makes his way down to you. Thinking of having his mouth and hands on your tits as he makes his way there.

Zayne:

His ears would automatically turn red, jaw clenched as he opens your text message. His cock twitching and he’s already pinching between his brows before he takes another look at the picture.

☃︎: behave, i’m at work.

How ironic he texted you that because he can’t seem to behave his throbbing and aching cock in his slacks. He can’t seem to put his phone down as he’s lost in a trance by the swell of your breasts, forgetting the report he had to do. You drive him crazy and it seems like you read the situation he was in perfectly that you sent him another picture. 

He takes a sharp breath as he rises from his chair, using his doctor’s coat to cover up his bulge. With long and swift strides, he heads out of the hospital, deciding to take his lunch break early today.

☃︎: i’m on my way home. i expect you to be ready my love.

Rafayel:

Responds with multiple texts immediately after you sent that picture and goes back to the picture(s) you sent to admire your breasts. Biting back a whimper as he looks at your tits. Would practically beg you to send more and end up with his dick hard.

𓆟: look at what you did

𓆟: img.raf

An angle where it shows a pouty Raf sitting on his stool. His cock sprung free from his slacks, hitting his lower abdomen and his tip a darker shade of pink.

𓆟:  i dun think pictures are accurate. i have to see you in person

𓆟 : you have to fix the mess you made cutie

Sylus:

Two can play at that game

He’s quick to reply, sending you multiple messages that you look gorgeous and beautiful. 

𓅪: my, is someone feeling needy princess?

𓅪: how adorable

𓅪: i’ll be home soon.

How he can't wait to get back home and fuck you but first he’ll make sure to tease you and have his fun with you.

He’ll send you a pic of him out of the shower.  A mirror pic of water dripping down his body and a towel hanging dangerously loose on his waist.

Then a couple minutes later he’ll send you a video with his cock, giving you a full view of his big dick. His own hands can barely wrap around his cock as he pumps it back and forth and he’ll make sure to leave the sound on for you to hear his groans so it’ll leave you hot and bothered.

[jinwoosbabyboo]

“Silent treatment”

LADS Men reacting you giving them the silent treatment … also I just found what all the boys flowers are and they’re meanings …. these game devs are a little too good at their job

Zayne

Zayne: Let’s not let your efforts to find a new bakery go to waste

MC: ….

Zayne: Are you alright?

MC: ….

Zayne: My apologies did you not want to go anymore?

MC: ….

Zayne, Thinking: Her birthday was 3 months ago our anniversary is 4 months 2 weeks and 6 days from now, I got her all the plushies she wanted, I let her win 8 games of kitty cards, I took a bite out of her pastry 3 weeks ago… that must be it

MC: I can hear the gears in your mind grinding at lightning speed relax

Zayne: Was it the pastry? I’m sorry I’ll buy you more and I won’t take a bite even if eating your food is more appealing

MC: I was just joking it’s okay

Zayne: What flavor do you want? Actually disregard I’ll buy every flavor

MC: Zayne

Rafayel

Rafayel: Guess where we’re going

MC: ….

Rafayel: The night market!

MC: …

Rafayel: You don’t want to eat?

MC: …

Rafayel: You don’t want to play games?

MC: …

Rafayel: Do you not want to hang out with me?

MC: …

Rafayel: ….are you mad at me? Are you mad at me?? Are 👏🏼 You 👏🏼 Mad 👏🏼 At 👏🏼Me 👏🏼 ??? Are you MAD AT MEE?? HEY!! ARE YOU MAD AT ME??!!

MC: RAFAYEL

Rafayel: ARE YOU MAD AT MEEEE???!!

MC: IM NOT MAD STOP YELLING

Rafayel: Don’t ignore me like that I should spit bubbles at you … my knees are about to give out I can’t feel my legs

MC: Are you done?

Rafayel: Air I need air

MC: Get off the floor

Xavier

Xavier: Hey cutie

MC: …

Xavier: You hear me?

MC: …

Xavier: Oh I’ve had this happen before

MC: ????

Xavier: *Rushes out of the room comes back with a long needle, peroxide, & tissue*

MC: ?!!!

Xavier: I had impacted wax in my left ear once I can fix yours easy

MC: I CAN HEAR YOU I CAN HEAR YOU GET THAT OVERGROWN SEWING NEEDLE AWAY FROM ME

Xavier: Are you sure?

MC: YES

Xavier: So you were ignoring me?

MC: It was a prank

Xavier: I’ll check just in case

MC: Get back 🤺

Sylus

MC: …

Sylus: …

MC: … *hard sigh*

Sylus: It’s nice and quiet today

MC: …

Sylus: Yea this is nice

MC: >:(….

Sylus: I wish it was like this more often

MC: …. :(

Sylus: So peaceful I could fall asleep

MC: Are you saying I’m annoying?

Sylus: I knew I could get you to break your silence kitten

MC: Can you fall for my pranks please?

Sylus: When you have a clever prank I’ll fall for it sweetie

MC: …… 😡

[cryptidofthekeys]

Friendo Chaaaaaaaase

Do you have a favourite piece of LOOOOOOORE for your OCs that you're itching to sharing with somebody?

<3 - Mitch

*STARING AT YOU INTENSELY*

Y E S- I mean, ahem, yes- yes I do- I am totally normal about my OCs and sonas and things- mhm,, anyways-

Uh it's hard for me to talk about one without hearing like a specific name involved (I have a LOT of OCs/Sonas Friendo Mitch gfjdkdfks)

But I can try to for this post- And ya know since Spooky Month has literally just latched onto me and wont let me go no matter where I try- I'll talk about CC, I WAS going to talk about Alan too but this post will already be too long but if ya want to really hear about Alan too u or someone can send an ask)

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(A keep reading bc this is going to be a long one, Friendo Mitch so prepare yourself!!! You and others betta prepare!!! Also edit: I realized you said Favorite piece of lore gjkfddkfjsd I apologize in advance for this clusterfuck of a post y'all are about to see)

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ALSO ALSO TWs: Mentions of Kidnapping, Drugging, Murder/Animal Murder, and Cannibalism (the lads WILL be the lads)

CC of course for starters because he is well, hes not the OG (I think a lot of people if they pay attention to my content would think CC's the og spooky month oc/sona of mine but nope, the FIRST SM Character I made was a pathetic wet cat of a man named Frederick but he has no lore, thats the point- anyways)

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CC is the one I use for selfshipping purposes most of the time,, hes- okay well hes oblivious to the danger HE could be in/has been in, he's a dumb luck dude who has survived by that ALONE, I feel kinda bad bc he has no like,, hes not related to anything canon in the spookyverse,, like hes got no part to play in the canon storyline in the long run-

So keep in mind this is all PURELY me, my canon gfhjdkdjfs

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The first one CC met of the bunch of stinky bastards was Dexter, unlike in canon- Dexter was found by CC in the dumpster, like he literally took a look at this perfectly in good condition and cute doll and said ...Aww, your cute- you're coming home with me! (Dumb idiot didn't even see the box had been stabbed with a knife so many times)

So he brought Dex home, got him cleaned up n stuff, completely unaware Dexter is sentient and ya know,, alive,, and he just goes about his night completely fucking oblivious to the doll trying to kill him (Btw, CC has three dogs, Cash, Winnie The Pooch, and Tootsie Roll)

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Dex when he couldn't get to CC ...Well, he is kinda,, not the greatest for animals but the moment CC saw this, he fucking slammed that tiny bitch against the wall like "OH H E L L NO, NOT M Y BABIES..." Instead of like ya know being normal and trying to throw Dex out, he tells Dexter to go let off some fucking steam and then come back when hes done so they can talk

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Dex is shocked and completely dumbfounded that CC tells him to come b a c k but because Dexter is genuinely a lil curious even tho he denied it, he does so- and comes back and CC lays down the law for Dexter, that if hes gonna be staying here, his dogs are OFF limits, you cant hurt his sons

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Dexter is completely at a loss and goes basically like WTF DO YOU MEAN IF IM GOING TO STAY HERE, WHY ARENT YOU KICKING ME OUT? WHY DONT YOU LIKE HATE ME,, OR FEAR ME OR SOMETHING- (oh btw I forgot to mention CC had called Dex a cute doll, cute, adorable, etc before this incident took place,, which is a big thing bc in canon peeps usually call him an ugly doll which ...he is but i love him)

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CC just shrugs at him and tells him that he likes him, he thinks hes kinda cute, he seems like good company when hes not angry n such and Dex just goes . . . . . . Alright, fine, deal- fhjgdkdgjfs and that's how CC acquires husband number u n o (I do have an AU where CC dates Dexter when hes not possessing that Happy Fella Doll, literally nothing special its just an AU where Dex is alive)

Dexter also felt guilty for how they first met for the longest time, apologizing and making it up to CC in the long run, hell even now he can get a little scared sometimes that he'll wind up losing control (even tho Bob and or Frank have both said they'll fucking punt him if he tries ...CC didn't approve of that...)

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CC has made Dexter his old exterminating outfit as well, he seen ADs and pictures of what Dex looked like before the doll possession (he has found that bit out,, I forgot gfhfjkdfgds he found that bit out and feels terrible for Dexter, the way he went and now that hes stuck in a body he'd rather not have)

So CC decided to sew up a lil present for Dexter, he made the old exterminating outfit and even his fucking bag to the best of his ability, when he showed Dexter that surprise, he literally fucking cried and hugged CC so much after that

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Next up, CC met Frank in quite possibly the dumbest way possible,, CC loves to stroll at night alone and he saw an ice cream truck in the distance, he got excited in hopes he'd get some late night sweets, and he knocked on the window ...When nobody answered he got curious, wondering if this was abandoned orrr not

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It's not... He goes inside only to discover Frank, literally... Well doing his stuff, the kidnapping thing- the druggin bit- ya know,, EITHER WAY- CC saw this, Frank looked back at him (them silly lil fnaf lookin ass eyes just wide as could be) CC was standing there before literally just blinking and being like ...wow,, your hot, and tall, and beefy anyways can I get some ice cream big guy???

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Frank deadpans at CC (HE SAYS THAT BTW, OUT LOUD, NO FILTER) and just literally blinks before grinning "Hehe... Sure..." CC's encounter with Frank was the most fucking tame one out of the bunch, Frank did question if CC was going to tell anyone bout this but CC just shook his head 'nah man, idc lol oop' and then Frank gave him a fucking ice cream, free of charge

...NOT- NOTHINGS IN IT BTW DONT WORRY GHJFKJGFHDFKS its legit just actual ice cream

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CC then wanders off after that but Frank p much comes back to chill and hang with CC ...He does have some major beef with Dexter when he sees him at first tho like ...YOU, YOUR THE ONE THAT BIT ME, YEAH AND YOUR THE ONE THAT PUNCHED ME (before they became buddies with one another, when CC was not around, they'd fuckin fight,, have a full on smackdown and then when CC was around they'd act like angels)

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After awhile of hanging out, I don't have specifics on how it happened actually, but there's husband number 2 for CC- and then finally,, the one you'll be a lil familiar with Friendo Mitch!! Its Bob time!!

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Sooo CC and the two lads, Frank n Dex went to Boys n Grills bc they h u n g y, Frank drove em of course in his van,, they got inside, immediately noticed CC has a fucking crush on the big guy and just INSTANTLY tease him about it (Btw if I haven't made it crystal clear, CC is Polyamorous)

CC gets a lil shy bc the boys are fucking teasing him over this and then they order food, CC orders just fries bc he cant eat burgers or his tummy hurty, Dexter doesn't eat bc well, hes a doll now- and Frank gets a burger

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After they ate, the two literally fucking let CC work his magic,, just being like you got this lil man,, before they just fucking left (...JUST BACK TO THE VAN HJGFKDJDGF T-THEY DIDNT LEAVE HIM A T BOYS AND GRILLS) and then CC was alone with Bob.

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Bob had been noticing CC was shy with him this entire time,, he had noticed it from the start and well all I'll say is the fucker didnt help matters- but also he thought CC was nervous about him which is why he decided to try scarin CC with some of his cannibal facts but CC is again a fucking dumbass

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He INSTANTLY lights up and takes out a notepad and goes "Tell me more!" he's interested in the facts bc well hes a horror writer and Bob is giving him some good pointers for that topic ...Bob actually gets a lil happy someone enjoys his facts for once but also weirded out bc wtf ur supposed to be scared? ...He tells him facts for a bit before CC says he has to go, that it was nice meeting him!

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Later that night... Bob in his true fashion had broken into CC's home bc I mean, if I haven't established it also yet,, I have picked the worst three to latch onto, they aren't good (...well to CC they are, I need to clarify btw, they are NOT mean or abusive or some weird shit to CC, they are genuinely loving, caring partners to him BUT!!! CC is not going to try and change them either, he loves them just for them, he's kinda,, mm I wanna say CC is morally grey if thats the right term to use,, bc he wont necessarily do anything bad ..Unless you hurt his dogs or husbands... but usually he's morally grey)

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ANYWAYS- Dexter heard it but he just thought it was one of CC's dogs messing around, bc he also heard some barking from the dogs, he knew Cash sometimes gets late night zoomies, but a few mins after CC gets up bc sometimes he cant sleep and just decides fuck it, imma head out-

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so CC heads into the kitchen to get himself some water and then encounters a big ol devil fella, breathing heavily and standing there in the kitchen, turning to face him, before Bob can even say a fact, CC waves with a polite smile "Oh hey Bob, what's up?" The man fucking looks shocked "...How'd ya know it was me?!"

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CC woulda chuckled at that and been like "The eyes, the smile, the heavy breathing" Bob gets a bit angry bc like ok how dare you not be fuckin scared of me I BROKE INTO YOUR HOUSE, I CAN LITERALLY COOK YOU IN YOUR OWN KITCHEN-

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CC isn't scared, he just says Bob is hot and then goes past him, giving him a pat on the cheek to get something to drink from the fridge, Bob is just,, steaming over there,, like wtf is wrong with this guy,, he has no idea he could be in literal danger rn- CC is just treating him so friendly, kindly, either way- CC offers Bob some candy by the end of this

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Bob just sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before just taking the candy bowl in its entirety and just munching down with a grin- hes sitting at the table with CC whose drinking some milk while Dexter gets up and Frank does, they see CC sitting here with the fucking Devil Butcher himself

and they just scream "CC,, THATS THE GODDAMN CANNIBAL FROM THE NEWS, WTH ARE YOU DOING?" CC just shakes his head "It's fine, it's just Bob" and then Dexter and Frank realize "...wait shit fr?" Bob takes his mask off and just goes "Sup?"

...And so husband number three slowly gets required, not right off the bat btw,, CC didn't just automatically form a relationship fgjkdlgdjfsd thats not how it works

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A funny bit I had for CC meeting Bob lore was that Frank talked to Bob afterwards like "So your that cannibal, yeah?" Bob nods "Mhm, did ya enjoy your burger, big man?" Frank is drinking something and then pauses as he slowly turns to Bob "...What was in that burger?" Bob doesn't answer, he just grins and Frank just turns to him fully in fear "BOB, WHAT WAS IN MY FUCKING BURGER...?!"

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CC's 'lore' and this entire bit of 'lore' is literally just so fucking silly,, this is so OOC compared to literally ANYTHING canon but like I said,, CC was never made to go for any canonical spooky month storyline,, he was just made for one: My little selfshipper heart

The Silliest Lads get into all sorts of shenanigans behind the scenes,, I just have nothing posted about it vjklcfjhdfksld

now if you want something a BIT closer to any sort of canon bullshit in SM, well, if you or anyone else asks/sends another ask,, I'll talk about Alan next, he's got a storyline attached to Bob but its WAY MORE in character and canonical

I WILL WARN THO BEFOREHAND- Again,, that will also have cannibalism talk and its actually some pretty dark shit,, hes the angst OC I got,, hes been used for nothin but angst

@kayfabebabe

Also tagging you just in case bc I didn't type this up for tumblr just not to notify ya lmao,, thank you btw for asking Friendo Mitch!!! Ya got me all happy and just exhilarated to talk about my funky lil guy here! <3

[strwberri-milk]

Hello!! Sorry if this is lengthy but can you please do a "I didn't know we were dating." Scenario/HC where MC/reader didn't know that they were already dating the LaDS guys meanwhile the guys have been preparing to celebrate their 1 year anniversary together and reader/MC is confused because they thought that the LaDS guys were just being close and affectionate cause they were good friends and the LaDS men are like "We've been together this whole time!"? (And this whole time MC has been pining for them but they thought their feelings were one sided)

Please feel free to ignore/delete this if it's too lengthy 😅

hhhh im modifying this to a few months bc tbh i dont see any of the boys going that long without making some sort of clarifying statement that makes it clear you two are dating we love kings of communcation <3

Zayne was always warmer with you than anybody else. You never thought of it as anything other than platonic, especially considering you've overheard him talking to his colleagues about needing to see his partner or bringing something over the next time he sees them. You never asked him about it since he never seemed to say anything about them to you, thinking that he was just wanting to keep his relationship private.

It's not until one day when you hear him on the phone use your name in conjunction with calling you his partner that you think to ask him. You wait for him to finish his call, asking him what he meant by that. He's just as confused, asking if the two of you were dating. He'd thought you were since you never said anything to the contrary and seemed just as happy to spend time with him. You have to finally admit to him that you had no idea, the two of you laughing awkwardly at the assumption that was made. You end up making things official, finally going on your actual first date the same day.

Xavier was always all over you. You thought it was because he didn't really seem to have many friends outside of yourself, not minding it at all since you liked him just as much, if not more. You don't think to ask why he feels so comfortable around you, knowing that honestly, you felt just as comfortable around him yourself. Not only that, but since you had feelings for him allowing him to be as touchy as he was allowed you to fantasize about the two of you being more.

One day he tells you he loves you out of the blue, making you a flustered mess. You cover your face, trying desperately to hide and ask him why he's suddenly saying all that, only to be attacked with the fact that he's asking why you haven't said it back. He looks sad, asking if you don't love him and your relationship wasn't as serious as he thought it was. You ask him what relationship, leading to you finding out that he thought you said yes to being his partner when he asked you after a sleepover one morning. It's a little mortifying but you don't mind now that you know, hugging him tightly and telling him that you love him more than anything.

Rafayel has always been nice to you, practically crawling into your lap whenever the two of you are hanging out. He loves to hold you, burying his face into your neck and saying the sweetest things - the exact opposite of the man he presents himself to be. You just assumed that him being this needy was a reflection of how comfortable he is with you, totally unaware that he was trying to figure out how to make your first kiss perfect.

He invites you over for dinner - an occurrence that was becoming more and more common - fully intent on making a move on you tonight. You thank him for the meal, totally panicking when you realise he's a lot closer to you today then he is other days when he comes over to grab your finished plate. He's about to kiss you when you push against his chest, asking him what he's trying to do.

He's just ask confused, asking why he can't kiss his partner, which then makes you spiral even more. You tell him that the two of you aren't dating, which just makes him even more confused. Cue a conversation about the fact that he thought you two were dating and he was trying to kiss you because he wanted to. He wins in the end but your heart definitely stopped a few times from th excitement of the evening.

Sylus straight up calls you his partner to your face. You thought it was just a new pet name he was testing out on you, not taking it seriously. He calls you so many pet names that you almost tune them out, thinking that the affectionate way he looks at you was just a side effect from him teasing you slightly.

It's not until you hear the twins referring to you by the pet names teasingly in Sylus' presence that you start to think that maybe there's something to it. He tells them that he can call you whatever he likes because you're dating him and that if you didn't like it you would have said something already. He doesn't know you're listening in, nor that you're freaking out because you had no idea that you two were dating.

Now he ends up needing to tell you that you two have been dating for a while as far as he's concerned. He tells you that he thought he made it clear with the fact that he told you to your face that he considers you his partner, blaming you (playfully) for being too dense to realise he was serious.