#to which i said “yes and i havent heard anything back since then”

[ghostlyheart]

I got a second interview at [place] but only three weeks after my first interview. Which I realize is partly because of the holidays but also I finally emailed them today like "hey any updates" (polite version) and they were like "sorry for the delay we'd love to invite you for a second interview" 🤔 oh would you? then why did you ghost me for 3 weeks?

[alastor-simp]

Alastor with a female reader who is selectively mute Part 2

Here is part 2 of this story. Mimzy is gonna be in this story as well, since we havent heard her talk yet or what her personality is like, im just gonna write how I think she will talk and act. Enjoy everyone:)

***5 Months Later***

You had adapted to hell surprisingly well. Yes there was some bumps along the way, due to you being mute, but you adjusted as time went on. Your relationships with everyone in the hotel had grown significantly. Charlie adored you and loved you like a sister. She was this close to telling her dad if it was possible to adopt you into the family, but you frantically declined as you suspected it would complicate things, but it was sweet that she loved you so much to do that. Vaggie slowly adjusted to you, don't blame her, she was always untrustworthy of everyone in the hotel, but she came around sooner or later. She offered to teach you some self defense as you were still an easy target. It was a bit difficult, but you managed despite your clumsiness. Angel Dust was a bit annoying in the beginning as he really wanted to hear your voice, but the puppy dog eyes you gave him made him quit. Now he treats you like his bestie, taking you shopping and having you attend some of his shows, which flustered you, but you wanted to support him. Niffty found you adorable when you first met and she still does. She has tried not to speed run towards you, since it always shocked you, causing you to drop your notepad in the past. It took a while, but she was able to do it. Husk was literally your dad figure. He always came over when you appeared upset about something and offered to cheer you up with his card tricks or make you a virgin cocktail, especially since your alcohol tolerance was negative 1000. You loved that he became that caring towards you, especially how gruff he was with everyone else. Sir Pentious was a new addition to the hotel. He first appeared when he tried to blow up the hotel a second time, only for Al to defeat him easily. Later after that, he became a patron at the hotel. He wondered why you didn't speak, but after a talk with Charlie and Vaggie, he no longer questioned it. He did enjoy your company, whenever you came to his work space, as he was crafting his inventions. His Egg Bois adored you as well, which pleased him. Alastor had become almost your protector/best friend. Its crazy to think how in the beginning, he was a bit annoyed when you didn't respond to his question, to now where he was always there to help you whenever you were in a pickle. His radio tower was your sanctuary as you always headed up there during his broadcasts. Alastor would always anticipate you coming as well, as it made his day a whole lot better whenever you showed up and took a seat next to him, admiring him as he continued his broadcast.

Getting ready for the day, you stood in front of your mirror, making sure you look spiffy. Alastor had invited you to attend one of Mimzy's shows at her club. Excitement raced through your body, and you nodded quickly when he asked you. Alastor mentioned before that her shows were very entertaining, so it made you very happy when he invited you to come. After a few minutes of looking yourself over, you walked over to the bed and grabbed the cell phone that was there. Charlie had gotten you it a few weeks ago as a gift. She had installed a text to speech app on it, so whatever you typed on the phone, a voice would respond back. Tears filled your eyes when she gave it to you, almost apologizing for all the trouble she had to go through to get it for you, but she said it was fine and it hardly cost anything. You knew she was royalty, so one cell phone wouldn't be a big deal, but it was to you. After a bunch of persuasion from Charlie saying it was really alright, you accepted the cell phone, not before engulfing Charlie in a hug. It took a while to get use to it, but it got easier over time, and it was a whole lot better then the notepad.

Rushing out of the room, your feet carried you over to the lobby, where a certain deer demon was patiently waiting. Alastor's ear twitched when he heard the pitter patter of your feet, turning to face you with a smile. Stopping to catch your breath, you stood in front of Al and gave a small wave, causing him to chuckle. His eyes scanned your outfit and found it to be perfect for today's activities. "Excited are we, my dear?" Looking at Al, you nodded your head, smiling widely. How adorable he thought. Hooking his arm with yours, Alastor banged his microphone on the ground, causing a portal to open in front of you. "Transporting like this may be new to you, my dear! Hold on tight!" The both of you entered the portal. It felt extremely odd, but you powered through it. The portal had brought you in front of a large building, with a large neon sign reading "Mimzy's." There was a crowd of demons around the building, probably ready for the show, as Mimzy was very popular. Entering inside, your eyes were drawn to the decor. It was a lavish place, the walls were covered in burlesque posters, and string lights decorated the ceiling. It had a very spacious bar and in the center of the room was a large stage with a small band in the background. Heading over to a certain section, there was a table that read VIP. This must be for us, since Alastor was a frequent visitor at this place. Sitting down in the seat, Alastor called over a server, asking for their most popular giggle water, while turning to you and asking what you would like. Taking your phone out, you typed your answer and played it out:

"𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎."

The server was confused at that, but just shrugged and nodded while going over to complete the order. Alastor was not fond that you had to resort to that annoying technology to speak, but he did noticed how more calm you were using it then the notepad, so he kept his opinion to himself. After the server returned with the drinks, the lights began to dim, and the crowd began to let out cheers, as the main entertainer made her way to the stage. Mimzy was a very short demon, a little chubby, but very gorgeous. Her flapper dress suit her very well, as she made her way to the center of the stage. "Good evening, Ladies and Gents! Y'all ready for tonight's performance?" Cheers and whistles were the response to that. "That's what I like to hear! Hit it boys!" The stage lights flashed, as Mimzy walked closer to the front of the stage, standing in front of the microphone, ready to amaze everyone.

(LOVE THIS SINGER, Check her out)

The performance drew to a close, and you were blown away. Her voice was amazing. Loud cheers and applause radiated throughout the whole room, as Mimzy gave a bow. Both you and Alastor clapped with the crowd as Mimzy left the stage, leaving the band there, as they played some jazz to keep the entertainment alive. Alastor turned towards you, asking if you enjoyed the show, to which you responded with an enthusiastic nod. "Why Alastor! You made it" a familiar voice, called out from behind the both of you, as you saw Mimzy walking towards the both of you. "Of course, Mimzy my dear! You do know how much I adore your performances!" Alastor smiled as he greeted Mimzy, placing a kiss on her hand. Mimzy's eyes then locked on you. Oh boy, you hoped she was friendly. "Oh My Goodness! Who is this adorable little peach?!" Oh thank Lucifer, she was a nice demon. "Ah yes! This is another acquaintance of mine! Say hello my dear!" Mimzy glanced at Al when he spoke, then turned back to you with a kind smile. "How ya doin suga~? Did my voice blow you away?" Feeling uncertain, you wondered if she was going to treat you differently if she knew you were a mute. She seemed friendly enough, plus Al said she was a good friend. Slowly you grabbed your phone and typed out what you wanted to say to Mimzy.

𝚈𝚎𝚜! 𝙸 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚍𝚍.

After the voice played, you pointed your eyes to the ground, feeling very shy. Clenching your hands under the table, you worried Mimzy was going to mock you for not speaking. "Oh my satan! Alastor, where did you find this angel? She is simply precious!" Mimzy had grabbed your cheeks, and began to squish them, like what a mother would do to a baby. "She had arrived in Hell a few months ago! She is a shy little one!" Alastor chuckled as he watched Mimzy coo at you. "No apologies needed suga~! Just happy you enjoyed the show! Here, let me give you a VIP pass so you can visit with no problems. Okay, darling?" Mimzy let go of your cheeks, and handed you the card. She had a very motherly side to her, which you liked. Grabbing the card, you nodded your head and smiled. Mimzy smiled and hugged you again. She then departed both of you as she had to meet up with some gents on the other side of the room. Both you and Alastor stayed at the club for a little bit, chatting about certain topics until you realized it had gotten late. Exiting the building, both you and Alastor decided to walk back to the hotel. Could have teleported, but the breeze was nice plus you both needed to stretch your legs after sitting for a long time. Your arm was hooked with Al's as he walked with you. Always such a gentleman. After walking for a couple of minutes, Alastor had stopped in his tracks. "My dear, may I ask you a question?" Alastor turned towards you, as he let your arm go, as he left you to stand in front of him. Staring into his eyes, you looked to see if there was any evidence of anger in them, but you found none. There was a little hint of sadness though, yet Alastor was still smiling. "I noticed during conversations with others, you always apologize! Why is that, my dear?" Tilting his head at you, he waited for your response.

Painful memories from your past began to flash in your mind once Alastor asked that question. Tears started to form, but they were blinked away. Reaching for your phone with trembling hands, you slowly wrote your answer and played it for Al.

𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚢, 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚘. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚊𝚖, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗.

Tears rolled down your cheeks, as you pointed your head to the ground. Everything you felt from back then began to pour out of you, and you couldn't stop. Alastor was silent in front of you, and you figured he was upset with you, but before you could type a response, you were caught off when you felt someone wrap their arms around you. You found your head being placed in the crook of his neck, as he held you tightly. HE WAS HUGGING YOU?!? The last months while staying at the hotel, you were able to find out that Alastor didn't liked being touch. Yes, he would touch you and the others, but it mostly involved an arm hook, slight shoulder hug or head pat. You never expected that Al would be hugging you like this. After a few seconds, he began to speak. "I am truly sorry you had to suffer through that, my dear! But let me tell you this, people who mock and taunt others for being odd or a little strange are the ẗ̸̝́r̴̦̒u̵̦̅ē̴̢ ̶̰̈́s̴̱̈c̷̪͒ù̶̧m̶͇͐ ̸͎̔ò̴̦f̸͔̈́ ̶̦̃t̶͈̽h̶̟͌ȩ̴̾ ̴̯̀è̴͍a̴̞͝r̸͙̊t̸̰̕h̸̤̉! They are the true monsters! Don't believe their heinous words! To me, you are the sweetest and most unique demon in all of the seven rings! Never apologize for being the way you are ever again!" His words made you cry even more. Moving your hands slowly, you placed them on his back, tightening the hug. You felt the slight flinch from his body when you did that, but he slowly relaxed and squeezed you tighter.

The hug lasted for a bit before Al slowly released you, snapping his fingers to have a handkerchief appear in his hands, as he wiped your tears away. Once he finished, he leaned down and placed his hands on the sides of your mouth, moving them up to make it appear you were smiling. "Come on, my dear! Smile!" The smile on his face was outstretched, revealing all of his sharp teeth. His antics never ceased to make you laugh. Looking at him, you gave him a great big smile. Chuckling, Al leaned back up and grabbed your arm again, continuing his walk back to the hotel. After about a few minutes of walking, you both stopped in your tracks as an unknown voice called out to the both of you. "Well well well, if it isn't the Radio Demon."

*(TO BE CONTINUED)*

Part 1 of the Story is Here

Part 3 of the story is Here

[paiges-1vur]

hey loves! heres another pazzi fic for you guys because i know you love pazzi fics as much as i do. <3 🏀🌌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

“mm.. your not going anywhere. get back here” paige mumbled into azzis shoulder as she tightened her grip on her waist, pulling the girl towards herself.

“paige i have to get up i told you. i havent texted my parents all night, they are gonna think you kidnapped me,” the brunette jokes, giggling slightly. “paige- oh my gosh” the brunette says trying not to laugh, while also being slightly irritated that she cannot get up. she eventually gives into the blondes touch, smiling. “dont worry paigey im right here. not going anywhere.”

the two girls have been friends, teammates, and practically sisters for the past three years. they had both felt feelings for each other ever since they got closer, when paige was a senior in highschool. although they felt this way, they never told anyone except those who were very close to them. family, friends, and teammates were all very supportive but the girls didnt want to tell the media just yet. they liked keeping what they had special, and they didnt want the media to twist anything, their relationship was perfect the way it was.

“you better not,” paige mumbles. her voice is husky and low. “you know i miss you like a bitch when your not visiting right? i need all the azzi time i can get.” she says pulling the girl even closer to herself, earning a giggle from the brunette. “and you better come to Uconn, or else…” paige threatens azzi, jokingly.

“oh yea?” azzi asks smirking to herself. “and what would you do if i didnt commit next year..?” the older blonde gets clearly upset at the idea of being without the brunette and her demeanor quickly changes. before she knows it, azzi is being flipped over onto her back. paige hovers over her, smiling down at her. “take it back..” she taunts azzi.

“wha- paige” she says starting to laugh, “i was just joking i promise its not that serious.” she tries to escape from under paige to lie back down but only gets denied when paige grabs her wrists and pins them above her head. “hmmm” she says leaning into azzis ear. “i didnt like that joke, it wasnt very funny..”

“i-” azzi swallows. “i was just kidding paige..i-i already said that.”

“and i heard you the first time baby..” paige says leaning down to leave a trail of kisses down her jawline. “so i said take it back..” slowly her kisses move down to her neck. azzi throws her head back, allowing paige more access to her neck. paige lets out a low laugh at this, starting to leave little bites and marks all over her neck.

“it.. was just a joke. im not going to take it back” azzi doesnt budge. she doesnt understand why all of a sudden paige got so worked up, but shes not complaining. it was rare paige had her dorm to herself, but tonight was special. azzi loved cuddling, but she was secretly hoping that something different would happen tonight…

paige kept placing kisses and love bites on her neck, driving azzi wild. she took a hand and snuck it just under azzis sweatshirt, placing it just above the waistband of azzis sweats.. well technically paiges sweats. “paige-”

paige immediately stopped and looked up at azzi. “yes baby?” she was concerned about why azzi stopped her. did she want her to stop? maybe she wasn’t in the mood anymore, which would have been totally fine with paige, but that wasnt the case.

“i love you.” is all she said before putting her head back down on the pillow. paige smiled and broke the waistband of azzis sweats with her middle finger and ring finger. “i love you too baby.. just lay back for me”

sorry this is so short loves. congrats if you read all the way through, and any interaction is appreciated <3 please dont be shy to drop reqs in my anon, or message me! of course also dont be shy to be “too specific” i want to make you guys as happy as i can with my writing. tips also appreciated always

[ravewing]

Could you talk about your infection au? I'm invested in it and I've been thinking about it all day

YES HULLO !! i dont want to spoil anything too much and im also working on a field guide sort of thing for the different stages of infection so im gonna try not to talk about those rite neow BUT im so glad that people r enjoying it! so id been seeing these scary mlp infection things ALLL over my tik tok feed for weeks and i was like .. yanno .. itd be really silly if i made this wof .. so i spent like 3 days mulling over what i could make the infection actually BE and i almost made it like the icewing plague but like it went scary but i didnt really know how to keep going with that so then i came up with a super smart idea which turned into this😋i dont wanna say where it started yet cuz ermm lore stuff but i will say that liek in the story the infection doesnt officially have a name yet so everyones just calling it like. the sickness at jade mountain. most of the infected originated IN jade mountain with the first symptoms being noticed in moon and turtle respectively, and then with the icewing students. i cant tell you guys how they got sick bc again . lore ..... but i think that its like kinda possible to find out. but i dunno. vulture and fierceteeth are also sick. there is ONE singular factor that unites these 4 + icewings, which miight b the reason WHY they got sick.kinkajou technically SHOULD be sick but she isnt for another reason that i cant say but if you really look into wof lore then i think u can figure it out idk. the infections transmitted via saliva/blood transmission, so mainly bites. tail barbs of infected sandwings are capable of spreading the sickness. there are 4 stages (5 if you count death) and it takes around 3 to 3.5 weeks for all stages to finish,, by ep3 the sickness has been around for ~2.5 weeks. the only KNOWN cure is amputation of wherever the infected area is,, so MUCH easier in early stages, unfortunate if its on an inconvenient spot, and impossible after hives start spreading. obvi flame had to be important bc i heart flame and i was like .. wait .. hes a healer in canon ...... so that worked out perfectly !! ik that in canon liana is like one of glorys MANY bodyguards but idc shes a healer here bc ermm i said so . also liana and mango r dating but i dont think that its relevant to the plot theyre just girlfriends in my head . as of right now kinkajou and peril are the only known immune dragons, with kinkajou for reasons currently unknown and peril bc . yknow . shes on fire . glory is in close contact with ruby and both kingdoms have taken measures to notify their kingdoms; the rainforest is under a sort of lockdown with rainwings on constant patrol/lookout for outsiders entering, they accept anyone who isnt infected to stay there for refuge while the skywing kingdom is in basically total lockdown other than ruby's messengers. ruby and glory also exchange their respective kingdoms medical knowledge, with the skywings having very good technology and rainwings having an expansive knowledge on medical herbs. nobody has heard from coral- the last thing she did was call for anemone's return back to the kingdom, and once she arrived, they all went underwater and have since then cut all outside contact. the mudwings are aware of the sickness but have so far done nothing about it; moorhen has warned her subjects but thats really it. i havent really decided what the sandwings or the icewings are up to but let me tell you guys its looking really rough for the icewings . so far it looks as though royal icewings are more resilient- tundras currently sick, but the sickness seems to be progressing much slower. this was initially believed to be because of the cold, but then other icewings started getting sick, and so its believed to just be a royal thing- likely something in their genetics. icicle is also sick but shes in stage 4 .. pray for my girl guys. lynx is helping snowfall out the best she can, but with the population getting increasingly sick seemingly spontaneously, its extremely difficult and stressful. the talons have quarantined sanctuary too. ok im outta characters but ya ty 4 the support!!

[thegiftednessjournal]

"If I could explain giftedness to someone who's never heard of it, I'd say..." 

People often tell gifted folks they are “smart” or have so much potential. In the past, to find gifted students they would ask them about how motivated they were to succeed as a measurement. That’s not even CLOSE to what giftedness is, giftedness is a three dimensional world (literally, neurotypical people usually think in “two dimensions” while gifted folks think in three dimensional).  On “The Gifted Neurodivergent Podcast” she did an exercise that you can try right now. 

     Imagine a playing card. Is it a flat picture or does it have depth? Is it just an image, or can you flip the picture around and look at the back or the side. 

If you say that it's just flat, you're a “two dimensional” thinker. But if you said you can move it around, you think in three dimensions.  This doesn't just go for pictures though, in the gifted mind, every thought is three dimensional. 

For some, the question “Did you do the laundry today” Might not be a yes or no question, our brain says:

“Well i put the clothes in the washer last night but decided i couldn't finish it, so I did the rest this morning and i'm actually in the process of folding it right now but the towels were still wet and i havent put the folded clothes away yet.. So..  I DON’T KNOW, STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS!   (Maybe *slightly* exaggerated, maybe it’s my past experiences talking haha)

To which your non gifted friends or family say “It's a yes or no question. You don't have to provide every detail!!!”   You aren't trying to be annoying, but everything has so many layers that you don't know what the right answer is, you don’t know how to think as simply as everyone else. Or more accurately which part of the question they wanted you to answer, did you know it was in process and you were asking if I finished? Were you asking if I did it today or yesterday?. Don’t even get me started on when the answer is SUPPOSED to be a paragraph long.. 

The word “intensity” is often used as a more inclusive word for gifted individuals. It doesn’t seem as much like a bragging right. Giftedness isn’t just being smart, it is asynchronous development of the mind. (Your mind has developed a quicker pace and will continue to be that level of disconnected from your physical age) For me, I was told in second or third grade that I read at a twelfth grade level. I have also been described as “being 24 since I was 6 months old” by my father. It isn't just about being “smart” though, the source of intelligence comes from the INTENSITY of our minds. The intensity doesn't just come across in good grades. We have intensity in all or most areas of our life.

 Intense emotions: Always being told that you're too emotional and “It's not a big deal!”

Sensory Intensity: the lights are too bright, the sound of the electricity is too loud etc. 

Intense Personality: Always feeling like your full personality doesn't fit. Anywhere that you go.

Intense Cognitive Ability: Your brain works, finds patterns, and solves problems at a much faster pace.

Intense Focus: When engaging in intellectually engaging or hyperfixation hobbies, switching focus is difficult and jarring. Usually you're still thinking about it during the new task.

Intense Sense of Morality: When someone isn’t punished for an action or justice isn’t served, it bothers you greatly.

Intense Thoughts: Even when you don’t know what you’re thinking about, your brain is loud, you realize what those thoughts are when you go to talk to someone about anything and you talk about realizations you've had that you've never heard or thought about before

Now that we know about intensity it makes alot more sense why when we grow up being called smart and we make it our personality, it hurts so much to fail a class (in some cases that failure could still be as high as an A- maybe even an A if super duper pressured)

[levok]

Patiently waiting for Omar's summertalk translation by our kind Swedish speaking friends 🧘🏻‍♀️

Let me google translate it for you <3 - after the jump (I havent read it through for errors)

There is a before and an after.

Before….then I had a music career. First as a member of Scandinavia's biggest boy band and then as a solo artist.

…I was on my way.

Since…. apparently some idiot in Wuhan ate a bat and I ended up behind.

The pandemic.

Everything was closed and turned off.

There were no studios to go to. No offices to have meetings. It was like that for everyone, but then and there it felt like it was mostly for me. It sucked.

I had no job, no one needed me, no one wanted to see me. I got depressed, everything was just shit.

Lying paralyzed at home in the rickety apartment in Barkarby where I was staying with a friend. I slept in a mini bed, we had no living room, no comfortable chair to sit on and it was quite dirty.

What choices did I have?

I could start studying at the high school.

Or I could smear myself in dog food and throw myself in with the pit bull terriers, that sounded better.

Not a chance I'm going back to school-hell.

Then, through my friend Felicia, who is an actress, I heard about a casting for a new TV series. It was a crime series created for Viaplay, "Lyckoviken".

Now that the music career was over, maybe I should invest in becoming an actress? The role was made for me. A singing guy with a guitar, foreign accent, around 21 years old. It's me. Except for the guitar, but I could learn some chords and try to look like I'm good as shit.

Now everything would turn around.

After the casting, Felicia and I got to audition one more time because they liked us. They liked me.

Then I just waited for them to call from the production and say that I would play one of the main roles in the series "Lyckoviken".

At first they didn't call.

But then…. they didn't call either.

The only text I received during these gray days was from my friend with whom I lived.

It said: "I'm breaking up with you as a friend."

What the fuck? Most unclear. I have to move out of here, what the hell is going on?!

But the role, it was mine... until Felicia called and said that someone else would play me, or I mean play the role that I wanted.

I cried.

I cried when I called my mother in Spain.

I cried when she answered.

"Mother my life is over. I'm 22 and it's all over. I can't handle anything, I don't get anything."

Mom gets sad. But she doesn't show it. She has taken me from Venezuela to Sweden. She has done everything for me and for me to succeed in my dream, my artist career. She has fought for me to succeed in what she herself once dreamed of but could not realize.

She says, in Spanish: “Omarcito. Now I want you to stop crying. Take a shower, fix your hair, put on your best outfit and hit the town and show the world your face. You are going to make this day the greatest. You should feel your best, look good and meet your best friends. Don't hide at home. If life hits you, get back up and show life your face.”

"Sal y muestra tu cara a la vida."

Go out and show life your face….

Yes, mother. That's exactly what I'm going to do.

MUSIC: Azul – Cristian Castro

Mother,

I don't remember my first years, surely no one does. But you have told us about our time together. About dad, who drank. Quite often he was scary and dangerous. That he used to kidnap me sometimes and no one knew where he took me. We lived in a baby blue house in a beautiful town called Puerto La Cruz. It is located on the coast, right on the Caribbean with lots of white beaches in Venezuela.

One day we came home and dad had pulled. He took everything with him. He must have had help, because the only thing left was a mattress, a painting depicting you mother, and my gold necklace, which was probably dropped on the floor on the way out. That was all that was left. And so I, as luck would have it.

Dad never came back, but the family on your side was there, especially grandma. The women in the family always showed up after the men left. There are some men who have actually been good in my family, a few. But women have always been strong. Time after time, they have lost everything, and then they have struggled and organized and worked to make sure that the children and the family have a good life and a roof over their heads.

I remember Grandma, and I've missed her ever since she passed away. She turned 50, it was cancer.

Grandma was the worst fashionista. Always makeup, head to toe beautiful, always high heels.

Mom says grandma couldn't walk without heels, then her feet hurt. Grandma and her husband were self-employed. They had a guard company and access to weapons. Grandma knew exactly how to use them.

You stood there in the ruins of your life mom, but grandma helped you get back on your feet, and me.

Then you had to fight to make our lives work. You worked long hours, and luckily we met a girl, Rosita. Her family came from the high mountains, where the poorer families live.

She became the daughter that you, mother, never had. She moved in with us and took care of me while you were away. I liked her so much, we used to steal mangoes from the neighbor and eat them with lots of adobo. It is a salt seasoning.

While you were trying to put our life back together, Dad put our house up for sale. He totally messed with us, messed with you living in the house with his and your child. We didn't even know about it.

One day grandma drove us home, and the house was locked with a big padlock. We saw some women moving inside our house, they were cleaning. Grandma took out the gun, aimed at the lock and shot it to pieces. Weapons drawn, she entered, the women threw their hands in the air and shouted that they knew nothing. Then they ran away, across the asphalt, without even taking their shoes with them.

It became a fucking war with lawyers. In the end we actually got to stay.

(Short break)

Cut to - we had a good time. I had my own bed. A separate room filled with lots of toys.

We even had a dog.

But life must have been so hard for you mom.

I understand that. I see it, and I hear it, and I believe you, mother you must believe me - for me it was a wonderful time, perhaps the best of my life.

I was so loved. You, great-grandmother and all her children, my uncles and aunts, cousins ​​and the whole family. You loved me. I loved you.

In grandma's big red house we had family dinners and parties. Grandma had her own animals that roamed freely everywhere. Turtles, two swans who were very dangerous though and always chased me and my cousin Ahimee when we were out playing.

We also mustn't forget Grandma's pet monkey, Panchito. Everyone hated that monkey, it was a pig to a monkey, it threw mangoes at us and peed on the food. Grandma protected the monkey with her life and would beat whoever tried to harm the monkey.

Grandma loved to sing and dance, just like everyone else in the family, but she was a fucking superstar.

And maybe she put a ray of her talent in me.

Someone lifted me onto the table and shouted: "Cheer for the artist Omarcito!" I sang, threw off my diaper and danced. You think I'm drifting but it's actually true. Someday you might get to see pictures.

I felt so good in Venezuela, was the happiest kid in the world.

My childhood was a web, a pattern of love, light, music and warmth.

But in my life there are also other patterns.

I had a crappy dad. Dad had a crappy dad. Mom had a crappy dad.. Grandma had a crappy dad. Great grandma had a crap dad.

Listen, mom, that's enough! I promise I'll be the first to break the pattern.

MUSIC: A Puro Dolor – Son by Four

I have a few memories from when I first came to Sweden.

Everything is like blurry fragments, or puzzle pieces that my brain can't quite put together into a complete picture.

When we land, it's summer, and it feels like...nothing at all. It's a beautiful summer day, not as hot as at home but still quite nice.

And there he stands, Tomas.

He stands there and receives us.

To me it is unclear who he is, he is just Tomas. A new friend.

He had visited us in Venezuela a couple of months before so that we could get to know him and he would get to know mother, me and the whole family. He was liked by all.

Now I get to see his car, a red Volvo. I'm not that impressed with the car, but it's red, it's nice.

We get into the car. I get in the back seat and fall asleep, my memory goes out there.

When I wake up, I'm lying on a sofa bed in an apartment. It feels like I slept for three days. Or some puzzle pieces are missing. But this is where we will live now, in this apartment, in this city called Karlstad.

Mom and Thomas lean over me, they hold a giant stuffed snake over my face and I start laughing. They are so quirky. That snake is mine now. Love that it's like three times as tall as me.

Now the fragments come a little closer.

Over time I realized that mother and Tomas were in love. They hugged and laughed a lot together. Tomas started to become a bit like a father figure to me. It was a bit hard to take in because I hadn't grown up with a father, and not being able to talk and understand him didn't make it any easier at first. But I felt safe with Tomas. He was funny, kind and he made up funny things with us. He was there every day, it was something new for me. Something I would get used to.

After only a month from the time we landed in Sweden, there was a wedding. I had to help mom choose a wedding dress. We both agreed it would be a white dress. I specifically wanted her to have a little crown in her hair, like Disney princesses have. That's exactly how it happened.

It was a nice summer day. The wedding was outdoors, at Toma's mother's house. She had the most beautiful plot I have ever seen. There was the scent of flowers everywhere you went. Mom and I loved their plot and I couldn't stop adventuring.

At the wedding I was allowed to eat as many strawberries as I wanted. I have never eaten as many strawberries as I did that day. They were so red and juicy. After a while I was the only one who looked like a little drunk, shirt unbuttoned and soaked, dirty pants, messy face and hair a mess. Then out of nowhere, torrential rain.

There was panic, people tried to save the food and cake, mother's white dress got dirty and stuck to her body. The grass was super slippery and people were slipping around. It just got crazy. Then we stood under the balcony roof for the rest of the wedding.

It was still a nice day as I remember it.

Hope the bride and groom also feel the same way as I do.

All in all it was a nice time.

My first month in Sweden.

MUSIC: Mama – Omar Rudberg

When I was little, I had a lot of fantasies. I made movies in my head. I pretended to be every superhero I had just seen on film and I fought bad guys.

 I loved dinosaurs. When I didn't have toys, I played with my hands. I made a dinosaur with one hand and another with the other.

Then it just sounded….pshoo…chee….they were fighting. They have the hell of a fight. One flies into the rock wall, others fall and get stuck with their teeth in the ground.

It was at such a weird level that Tomas thought they should take me to a child psychologist, just check me out to be safe.

Mom was stressed. She wanted me to be a healthy kid. But to be absolutely sure that I was really healthy, they sent me to a child psychologist. She had lots of nice toys. We hung out for an hour or so and we became very good friends. I don't know how we talked, maybe she knew Spanish, but we clicked. Then mother came, she was very worried.

The psychologist said: "You must never laugh at or play with Omar's fantasies, because he is a healthy kid. He is a child, let him be and let him live in his little world, because he will be happy and well.”

So there was nothing wrong with me.

And honestly, I needed my fantasies, because the first time here was alone.

We wanted to become Swedish citizens, but I wasn't allowed to start school. Officially, we were here as tourists and did not yet have a residence permit.

I missed over a year of school.

So it was pretty much mom and me.

Tomas worked every day.

If we had gone to a foreign country on the other side of the world, just mom and me, then you have to stick together. And we did.

We went out every day on discovery trips to get to know Sweden and Karlstad.

It was summer but the weather wasn't as hot as at home, but it was still chill.

Something that mom and I noticed was how calm and quiet it was in Karlstad compared to where we came from. Not a lot of traffic, no honking cars, no loud music anywhere, no one standing and shouting at each other in the middle of people. Yes, it was much quieter here. It felt safer for both me and mother, but often it also got a bit boring.

One day I got a dragon, a green dragon. It had dragon wings and a dragon face. I had never had a kite before.

Outside the apartment was a tall grass hill.

I went all the way up and tried to get my kite to take off. In front of the hill there was a kindergarten, and a great many children were playing there. I remember the feeling so strongly, I watched them and really wanted to be there. But I was not part of their world.

It was difficult to get the dragon up. Sometimes it flew a few meters but then it crashed.

If I ran fast, it went better. Downstairs from the kindergarten, I used to hear the other children being called in for snack, but I ran on the hill.

It did nothing.

I was alone, but it didn't matter. I understood that my time had not come yet, but maybe soon? There will surely come a day when the kindergarten teacher will call: "Omar, you have to come in now, isn't it?" And I would say: "My name is actually Omaar!"

In Venezuela I had also attended kindergarten. There you start learning things early. Learned to spell and write when I was about three years old. And I had a lot of friends. There was even a girl that I had a crush on. So I knew that I am also someone who can be someone's friend.

And now we also had the psychologist, what did she say? "Omar is a healthy kid."

The wind caught hold of the kite, and suddenly it took off. Loud, fucking loud. It jerked a little to the sides and tried to tear itself away. But I held the string, and it was I who steered the kite, however it danced with the winds. On a grassy hill in Karlstad, I was in charge.

Omarcito, a kid with a lot of imagination. Who tames dragons.

MUSIC: Te Quiero - Barney

I learned Swedish quickly. Absorbed in me the language without doubt. I began to notice that my mother often asked me, "What does this mean?" What does this email say?” or "Can you help me write a text message?"

Tomas only spoke Swedish to me. And with mother, for her to learn.

I started to think it was cool with Swedish.

It became so cool that I stopped speaking Spanish with my mother.

She didn't like it, not at all. One day everything turned around, she exploded.

“We are from Venezuela and our language is Spanish!”

"From now on, I won't understand if you speak Swedish to me."

She stopped answering me when I addressed her in the wrong language. When I asked for water in Swedish, she just looked at me.

I got mad, she thought she was stupid. “Can you please stop?”

She absolutely did not stop.

“Yo no hablo sueco Omar. Check my hair. Check my face. I'm not from here”.

It was her way of keeping me close to our roots. She was afraid that I would forget the language and lose our common origin, and perhaps even more our common background. She didn't want to lose me. She didn't want me to lose myself.

We were in Sweden but we were something other than Swedes. I soon understood that, not only from mother but from everywhere.

Here I was different. I didn't know the language, my hair was curly, I had a different style and I was fat brown. As a child I was very brown.

So even though I was scolded by my mother for becoming too Swedish, I was not Swedish among Swedes. But when we went to visit relatives in Venezuela, I was suddenly Swedish.

In Venezuela, my cousins ​​did my mining. "Have you gone and become a gringo now or not? What the hell do you sound like? Gringo, gringooooo hahaha”, I kept hearing. Got teased for losing the Venezuelan way of being quick in the mouth.

So now I became sensitive and easy to push down.

Went crying to mom several times.

“They say I'm a gringo. I was born here.”

"But what's the problem, you like to speak Swedish." Then get on with it,” she said.

I didn't place anywhere. Now I was the dragon and no one was holding the string.

MUSIC: Amparito – Maracaibo 15

Maybe it was because I didn't place anywhere that I started taking places?

I was an outsider, but I didn't hide.

I sang and danced and at the age of ten I started performing and competing in talent contests.

Mother was a dance teacher and had started her own business. She had great dance classes.

She herself had had dreams of becoming an artist, but above all an actor when she was younger.

I got to join her classes and dance with her and all her students. Helped choreograph and cleaned up both before and after her classes.

I became very good friends with a group of girls in one of her dance classes. They were a group the same age as me.

Mom coached me. Helped me choreograph light dance steps and with staging that I would run on stage.

She and Tomas used to drive me to the races. My goal was to be in Talang on TV4, never missed an episode.

And I actually dared to apply, I was accepted to take part in a selection when I was ten years old.

But after my first attempt at Talang in a shopping center somewhere in Sweden, I didn't make it. I had danced like Michael Jackson, was dressed like him, it was Billie Jean. They didn't choose me, but I was still happy, because afterwards the jury said I was good.

Mom knew how to top our act to make it better. She didn't give up. I would move on. She found out that the week after, Talang had an audition in Jönköping. This time I wasn't just going to dance. Now I would sing and dance. There was a lot of snow on the roads and I remember we were stressed and late.

Mom happened to drive the wrong way. We rode in a minivan and slid on the snow like ice skates.

But we make it just in time, mom asks them to please let me perform and do my audition. They say my name and the crowd cheers. The music starts.

It's Livin' La Vida Loca with Ricky Martin on top volume.

The audience screams.

I dance my way onto the stage, shake my shoulders, wiggle my hips and create chaos.

Walks off stage suffering from stomach cramps. I'm in a lot of pain and I'm lying on my mother's lap, it's probably the nerves and the tension.

But I have moved on. I'm going to be on TV, for the first time!

MUSIC: Livin' La Vida Loca – Ricky Martin

I went to a school in Åsa. Located about 40 minutes outside Gothenburg. The school consisted of only Swedish kids. Everyone would be the same, that was important.

But I lived in a bubble where sometimes I was a star, sometimes I fought villains. My imagination was as wild as ever.

Soon my performance in Talang would be broadcast on TV. My debut in front of the big audience. I proudly went up to the principal to ask for help with the marketing.

“Hello,” I said.

"Hello," she said, looking at me curiously.

"Well, on Friday I'll be in Talent on TV."

"Okay."

"Can't you say it over the speakers so the whole school can hear it?"

I was the only guy who did gay things like singing and dancing and thought it would be cool to get a shoutout from the principal. So fat.

"Absolutely," she said.

"Yes!"

"But then I think you should say it into the microphone yourself."

"Huh!"

Never in my entire life that I should stand there and everyone should hear me when I say I should be on TV.

I was constantly teased for the way I looked and for what I did, and I got comments all the time and some called me the n-word. Sorry but how sick is that? To use that word against any human being at all

Besides that, I'm not even black, but brown. I am Hispanic. But I guess I was the brownest thing they had seen in Åsa.

Interesting how children of that age have learned such words.

Guess it comes from home. Big side eye…

Anyway. The headmaster stood his ground.

"You're welcome to tell the school you're going to be on TV, but I won't."

"Well...I'll think about it"

I left there. Thought of everyone who would hear. The nines would hear my voice. The nines! So I was in the fourth grade and we were probably 200 students at that school.

I decided to screw it up, but then I regretted it.

I was still annoyed.

It couldn't get worse, rather only better because everyone knew they could see me on TV soon.

And because I got a shoutout from the principal.

I got up again later that day and said I was done thinking.

“I do it myself.”

"Good," said the headmaster.

"Then you press this button, then the microphone turns on and when I say NOW, then you can start talking."

I pressed the button and heard ding ding. Felt like it could be heard in all the classrooms, the dining hall, the gymnasium, the whole world would now stop what they were doing to listen to me. Felt my pulse increase. I kind of had heart palpitations.

"Now," said the headmaster.

“Hello, this is Omar. I'm in Talang on Friday. Everyone can turn on TV4 and watch it. Bye."

The principal smiled at me and looked happy.

"Thanks," I said and ran as fast as I could to my class. I was filled with adrenaline. I was so happy. Felt so cool.

When I enter the classroom, everyone looks at me.

“Did you hear?”

Everyone was so happy and thought it was so cool.

No one had ever been allowed to speak into the principal's microphone. This was big.

I had made it through, or maybe I would make it through.

In any case, it shouldn't get any worse now.

I hoped so anyway.

MUSIC: Happier – Omar Rudberg

The reactions in the school after Talang were great at first.

A short while.

But… it was quickly forgotten.

Left were the maids.

But I kept doing my thing, even though no one understood what I was doing.

I had to start going to a singing teacher, Marie Jakobsson. I developed quickly. With her I got to sing in a studio for the first time ever. With reverb and headphones. It was a sick feeling.

From her I learned that there was a man named Lasse who had talent contests.

There, at Lasse's competitions, they had discovered, among others, Eric Saade and Molly Sandén.

That's what I've been told anyway.

I was a big fan of Eric and knew all his songs.

I entered, and won, in the same year, all three of their biggest competitions.

It was big.

It went well now.

For a boy of 12 years.

One day our home phone rang and mom forced me to answer.

I hated answering the home phone.

I got so mad when I had to answer. I thought it was a disturbance.

Well, at least I got to answer this time too.

Mom stood and grinned.

Thomas too.

There was something strange in the air.

And then something completely insane happens.

"Hello."

“Well Omar! How's it going? It's Eric Saade calling.”

I'm going to be a Duracell bunny. Jumping around the whole house like an idiot. Jagr completely in shock. I turn questioningly towards mother, who is filming with a mobile phone, it is shaking because she is laughing so much. Looking at Thomas who is also about to fall over with laughter.

To Eric, who called, I don't say much. Maybe just: "hey...hey".

“I wonder if you want to perform with me. There is a gala on television called Kristallen.”

I probably didn't get many words out on the phone, but...

Then we stood there a while later. Dressed exactly the same, we performed together at the Crystal Gala in 2011.

It was the best thing that ever happened to me!

When I got back to school, everyone knew what had happened. It felt like it was the talk of the year.

People turned, stared, there was talk.

Everything was different. But not exactly better.

A guy who always argued with me came up and said:

“Have you been with that Eric. You know he's peddo right? Everyone says that.”

"You understand that he is a peddo and a gay. You are too, aren't you? Fucking gays.”

No, I didn't immediately become a poppie. The equation was very simple: The bigger the appearance, the scarier the school.

I came home crying a lot of times, and it got to the point where I wanted to stop singing. But it was too late now. I had gone outside the mold, pushed boundaries. There was absolutely no turning back, no way I could get them to accept me as one of them.

Mom supported me.

"Do you like to sing Omar?"

"But I don't want any more..."

“But do you LIKE to sing? Do you love to perform?”

“Yes… but…”

"Then we will continue to do what we love together!"

And the cow was right. Why would I give up what I loved, to fit in with those I really didn't love? And we had fought hard to get here, mother and I.

But everyday life was a pain. There were many that I was afraid of. Both boys and girls. Even got a smack here and there. In the end, I hated my school.

I started seventh grade and finally had to change schools, to a bigger school in Kungsbacka. And now I could start seventh grade as who I was, an artist, or at least a guy who liked to dance and sing.

But I still find it strange that I have to change schools, just because I wanted to be something. Isn't that why you go to school?

MUSIC: Diamonds - Rihanna

New school and new classmates. It started well. I got a reboot. No one would push me down. The only thing that was similar to my old school was all the looks, but the looks were different, more curious now. It felt like they knew who I was, though I didn't understand how.

Guess it was because of Talent and the Crystal, but I don't know.

I ended up in a music and art class where everyone had the same interests as me. Loved all my new friends and loved our music lessons.

Mom had filmed all my performances and put it all on Youtube. Thanks to her I was discovered.

A newly started record company from Stockholm contacted my parents. They wanted to start a boy band.

Cool. But unexpectedly.

I never thought I'd be in a boy band. I was always solo.

But a boy band was interesting, and I had already won all the competitions, so why not try?

I didn't say anything to anyone. I wanted to keep this to myself. I was tired of beautiful dreams at school being shot down by taunts and comments. Without telling anyone at school, I went to Stockholm. There I meet the other boys who will also be in the boy band. I was wearing some ugly sweater, purple cap, purple shoes. The boys must have thought I looked funny. They were Stockholm boys, blonde and tall. Fat sweet.

I was terrified. Hadn't really had such good experiences with guys in groups right away.

But I noticed pretty quickly that they were kind. There was something different about them. I thought they were cool. We got to dance together, and hang out all day. They were professional dancers so I struggled a bit but I learned quickly. Then I had to sing Justin Bieber's song "As Long as You Love Me" in a studio because the record company wanted to see if I could sing. It went well. But at school, no one knew what I was doing. Even when I was accepted and became a member of the boy band The Fooo, I didn't tell anyone.

MUSIC: Build a Girl – The Fooo

At school, there is talk of Justin Bieber coming to Sweden. It's his "Believe tour". He will have three fat gigs at the Avicii Arena. People are crazy tagged. Like all the girls at school are going to Stockholm to see Justin. I'm the one who was tagged the most. Secretly.

Concert week is here. Everyone is going to Stockholm. But I have to leave earlier. We're going to scratch and I've taken the day off from school.

"I'm leaving now, see you!", I say to my classmates.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the Justin Bieber concert?"

"Now?"

"Yes, I'll scratch with my band."

“What the hell are you talking about?”

"I'm Justin Bieber's band, we're going to be on stage."

People really thought I was joking. I understand them, I didn't believe it myself.

I can't put into words how sick this time was. It was unreasonable. This kind of thing doesn't happen?

We became the band The Fooo and were now to perform for the first time together as Justin Bieber's band. In Avicii Arena. Three nights in a row.

Nobody knew who we were, nobody knew we existed. No one had heard us, not even ourselves. Although we had scratched hard the days before on our dance and on our song

The fans scream, the whole arena shakes and the curtain on the stage opens.

I'm checking on the boys.

We all smile. Now it's happening.

And we drive. So we meat, all of us.

It will be chaos.

Thanks to the three nights at Avici Arena, we become the new big thing.

The Fooo shows up, and there's chaos and screaming and hysteria.

MUSIC: All Around the World - Justin Bieber

The Fooo was just over five years of tumult.

In 2017 we did our last tour together and then the story ended.

But, what a fairy tale.

We became stars from day one.

After a year as a group we had our first own tour. After two years we sold out the Avicii Arena. We won a Grammy, we won MTV awards, toured throughout the Nordics and the USA.

It was the best I knew. I had so much fun.

We ended up in a hurricane.

It started when I was 14. I was just a kid. It was for fun, it wasn't work, not at first anyway. But then it became more and more serious. Often I could stop taking responsibility.

I got grumpy and grumpy when we scratched for hours and I was hungry.

“You have to be professional, Omar.”

No, I screwed up.

“I don't have to do anything. I am completely exhausted in my body, and I want to eat mother's food, I just want to go home.”

I went to school on weekdays and traveled to Stockholm every Friday and home late on Sunday. Every week, over, over and over.

I traveled by myself. The first few times it was scary. Didn't know anything about Stockholm and was afraid of missing the trains. I had no accommodation. In the beginning I had to live with strangers. I don't know how mum managed to get accommodation, it was probably a friend of a friend. Sometimes I felt really bad and I was scared at night because I didn't know the people I slept with.

But I'm still grateful that they let me sleep over there. Never went back to the same places though, so it was always new. Mom could never relax in the beginning either. But then after a while I had to live with the boys. One weekend at Felix's, another at Oscar's and then at Ogge's. It was much safer. I could finally breathe.

One person you only heard about at the new record company was Ola Håkansson. You never got to meet him. Who is this Ola Håkansson? You only heard his name and we boys saw in front of us a mafia king sitting in some office with a lot of cash on the table and sunglasses.

But at a parents' meeting with the other people responsible for the band, Ola joined for the first time. There he found out, via my mother who was very upset, that I had nowhere to live. That I often lived with strangers. Then and there everything changed.

I became a small part of Håkansson's family. I got to live at Ola's, Anna's and their children's house. People with big hearts. It was such a great time. So many great moments. So many discussions at the dinner table and so much bickering you got to witness. (Omar laughs.)

I remember when I accidentally threw Anna's specially made zucchini pasta in the food waste grinder just before dinner. I thought it was rubbish. (Omar laughs.) Five minutes later she asked, "Have you seen my zucchini pasta...it was just here?"

The panic that hit me, fuck my liiife.

And of course I had to admit what I had done. She just sighed and looked very tired. She must have really wanted that zucchini pasta, damn it!

I lived with them for four years. Mom and I will be forever grateful. They are our family, and will be forever.

And I had my friends in the band. We were all children, who eventually became boys, together. Maybe not adults, but we matured, a little.

Fooo started when I was 14 and stopped right when I came of age. It became my youth.

When the band shut down, I was suddenly alone with all the decisions.

I knew exactly what to do. I wanted to sing in English and Spanish.

But then I realized that nobody listens to Latin American music here.

It was a difficult time.

I was lost. I was unemployed and making music that no one listened to.

No, after Fooo, it didn't turn out the way I imagined the first year.

Not second or third either.

I really wanted to take over the world.

But the world wasn't that interested.

Or, rather, the universe had other plans for me.

MUSIC: Oh Susie - Secret Service

So… winter is coming. You know that cold winter of 2019, I didn't get the role in "The Bay of Happiness", my music career was dead and my friend broke up with me as a friend.

"Show life your face," said mother.

I tried. After my outburst on the phone, I went into town and had a chill day with my friends.

And winter became spring, and spring became summer.

I enrolled in a high school, it didn't feel like a privilege, more like a punishment. But what could I do, there was nothing else for me. Didn't want to start working in a cafe, I was afraid of being seen as a failed artist.

It's a real shame, because I would have easily wanted to work in a café instead of studying high school.

Ending with me moving in with another friend, Raul, in Hammarby Sjöstad. In the world's smallest apartment that we shared for three months, we hung out together with my best friend Joel. It was furnished and there was both a TV and a comfortable sofa.

Time sped up, I was dragged along.

And it sounds weird, trigger warning, but my best summer ever rolled around. The world was closed, there was a pandemic and restrictions. But I hung out with all my friends, there were maybe ten of us. We saw each other every day that summer. We really only had time and each other.

In June, my friend Felicia, who was also one of the gang and who had previously tipped me off about "Lyckoviken", told me that she was applying for a new Swedish TV series.

"Damn, what's that?"

"It's a new youth series for Netflix."

"Whoah?! What is it about?"

"I'm not really allowed to say, but it's about a Swedish prince who starts at a boarding school and sort of meets a guy and they fall in love. Ah, it's like a gay love story.”

“How do I get in there? I will have the role of a prince.”

MUSIC: Simon's Song (from Young Royals) – Omar Rudberg

In August, the same sweet summer, I am in Åsa to visit my mother. Sitting on the beach watching the dance class she leads.

I am calm and enjoying the afternoon sun. The program is going badly, I have to admit. Of the two tasks we have received, I am behind with...two. The teacher's tone begins to sharpen.

I also don't have a job or other concrete plans worth leaning a future towards.

I've been to maybe ten casting meetings, costume tests, callbacks and filmed a whole day with the film crew and Edvin for the TV series Young Royals. Been thinking about this series 24/7 for over a month. Came every time they called me, put up with everything they want, gave everything I have. For me, this was life and death. I had managed to become friends with Edvin, who was to play the prince. I understood that the first time I saw him, that it would be him. He is young and extremely experienced. But I could be the secret love. We have test filmed at Hillerska. Picked flowers and held each other's hair.

But why don't they say anything? Why am I not getting a notification?

I lay down on the beach and look up at the afternoon sun. Hear how mom starts rounding off with calm music and stretching movements with her students. She thanks them for today. She looks at me and smiles.

Then my phone rings.

"Hey Omar, how's the situation, is it good or not?", says the familiar voice from the production.

"Yes that is good. Is it now happening or, have I received it or not?”

"You, don't tell anyone I said this, but, you've been offered the role of Simon."

A few weeks earlier I would have screamed myself to death with joy, but not now. This is how it was meant to be.

"I know," I just say.

We end the conversation and I laugh. As much of relief as of joy. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that I had landed my first role as an actor. My mother waves off her last students. She comes walking across the beach. We will bathe. She looks at me and notices that I'm happy. She knows what I'm going to say. She knew I would get that call today.

"I got the role of mother."

"Le mostraste tu cara a la vida mi hijo."

"You showed life your face my son."

Yes mom, I did.

[asksuccubussides]

What if you were an asexual succubus, wouldn't that be fucked up or what

Chapter 20

Masterpost of Chapters

Janus was barely able to move. The entire journey to the stranger's house he had spent bordering on catatonic to the point that he hadn't even had the wherebouts to scream at the fact that they were. He let himself be taken to an old house deep in the woods and followed along as the stranger calling himself Patton set him down on a chair in the living room. With his face towards the kitchen he watched as the other stranger carried the half lucid and still bleeding Remus past the living room and into the kitchen.

Remus was laid down on the kitchen island before the stranger took the entire roll of papertowels and used it to start cleaning up the blood, not only from the gnarly cut on Remus' palm, but especially the blood still sipping out from where the sharp stick had latched itself through his lower arm. His chest heaved up and down while his lips moved though no sound came.

Patton got a chair and sat down right in front of Janus which in turn shielded him from seeing Remus. The older man handed him a blanket since the only thing he was wearing was his morningrobe before he laid his hand on top of Janus'. When he spoke his voice had the same smooth texture as honey.

"Kiddo are you alright? You havent said anything in a while, I need to know if you're injured as well"

Janus let up into a high pitched laugh "Im great. Never been better. Feeling bloody fucking fantastic. I love not having a clue what the The hell is going on"

"I assure you that you're not imagining things. Feel my hand" He tapped his thumb against Janus hand "That feels real doesnt it?"

"Honey" The other man said which made Patton turn to look at him "You have the more recent medical degree, I think you should handle this"

"Of course" He gave Janus' hand a squeeze "Wait here Kiddo. Deep breathes. Your friend will be okay"

As soon as Patton moved away Janus curdled up in the chair and held the blanket tightly around himself. The older demon throughly washed his hands in the sink while his tail took down the first aid kit sitting atop of the fridge. He set out disinfectant and lined up a needle and thread while Logan dabbed a cold towel against Remus' forehead.

Remus lightly tugged at Logan shirt with his left hand before doing a pointing motion towards Patton. Logan took it as a question and answered "Yes that is indeed my husband"

He handspelled but since only Patton had only learned sign language enough to know how to spell his name Logan to translate what Remus was signing.

"He says hes happy to finally meet my- Remus im not using that word. Happy to meet my...partner. He's heard a lot about you" the demon managed a toothy grin "I suppose I'm relieved youre in a stable enough state to still be your obtuse self"

Patton snickered "I'm glad to meet you as well, I've heard quite a few things about you too. Dont worry, unlike Logan I renewed my medical deegree a few oh I dunno 10 years ago"

"Indeed, my Patton has always had more of a knack for caring for living beings"

With the mention of That name Remus whole demeanor changed. His eyes turned wide and his toothy smile turned into him gnashing his teeth as he took the bottle of disinfectant and threw it at Patton's head.

Luckily the bottle was made of plastic and therefore only bounced off of his head but Remus followed it by trashing around in an attempt to scratch at Patton with his still functional hand. Patton backed away at the same time that Logan pulled his arms around Remus' waist in an attempt to stop him.

"Moving will make your injuries worse you nincompoop!"

Remus continued to trash his legs around in an attempt to kick Patton in the face. When that didnt work he handspelled something which Logan didnt translate, he just grimaced.

"I think I can guess what he's spelling" Patton said "It's Traitor isn't it"

--

It was cramped and hard to breathe when Virgil woke up. A headache made his brain feel like it had been stuffed with cotton and his sight was still blurry when he opened them but at least he could tell that he wasn't in Heaven, which meant Janus wasn't dead yet. The smell of pasta floated through the air which made him question where the hell he was. A question which was quickly answered when he kicked his foot against the closed door and it opened to reveal that he had been locked in the closet in his apartment. On the other side sat Roman with an entire pot of newly cooked pasta.

Before he even had the chance to speak the demon had already pulled out a kitchen knife to hold against his neck. Specifically Virgil's kitchen knife from his kitchen which made it even ruder somehow. With her other hand she kept eating the pasta. Virgil gulped and as he did he noticed how dry his mouth was, he wondered how long he had been asleep. He shook his wrists and legs around since they had gone a bit numb from the lack of movement but they werent hurting.

"Where's Janus?" Virgil asked.

Roman sat the fork of pasta aside and took out a notepad instead, Virgil recognized it as being the one he and Janus used to write grocery lists. It hit him that the pasta was probably his as well, oh this bitch owed him pasta money now too. A message had been prewritten on the first page.

'My brother took the human and fled. You are the humans Angel. You can feel where he is. Take me to him'

"Remus could talk to me despite the weird no speaking thing or whatever you demons call it. I think you can too"

Roman put the notebook against the floor so that she could write while still holding up the knife 'I dont like how my voice sounds right now'

"I've never heard your voice. Got nothing to compare it to"

The demon chewed on his lips while pointing the pen to his first message again.

"No talking then? Aight. word of advice dude, I'm his Guardian angel. I'm not bringing someone who wants him dead right to him"

He waited with the knife held against him while Roman quickly scribbled down 'Reasons why Mr. I looooveeee hiimmm should help me: I don't have anything against your human. I just want me and my brother to go back to how we used to be. If we can avoid shedding your humans blood I will happily do it. I just want to know where my brother is'

"....and I'm guessing you're going to keep me here unless I help you?"

Roman nodded.

Virgil let out a long sigh "...I guess...I don't really want Remus to die either....Having his blood on my hands would feel shitty as fuuuccckk. And the quicker I get to Jannie the quicker I can protect him. That dumbass sod brother of yours is probably gonna kill him by accident if not intentionally! So like...I see your point..or something"

Roman continued to hold the knife towards him but extended his other hand which Virgil hesitantly shook.

--

Logan grabbed Remus' head and forced him to look at Janus "See that? He's still alive, Because of you! You are just as much of a traitor as Patton is, now can you calm down before you give yourself acute blood loss"

Remus' horns still pulsated a deep red but he let himself be set down on the kitchen table again. "Unless we sedate you this is going to uhm hurt quite a bit" Patton explained.

"I do not think he is on a level of trust to want to be sedated near us right now, Besides he is enough of a masochist to want to stay awake. Arent you?" Logan asked to which the demon nodded "See"

Patton only mumbled "Oh dear" under his breathe before he began applying the disinfectant. The younger demon kicked his legs around but now out of pain and clenched his teeth together with such force that his mouth started to taste like iron. Logan had to hold down his arms to make sure Patton didn't accidentally cut wrong.

The demon stared up into the ceiling as he felt the piece of sharp wood be cut out of where it had latched through his skin and muscles. Suddenly he felt a soft kiss against his cheek and glanced over to see Janus, still dazed and confused, standing beside him. Neither of them said anything but Remus could tell that his human was scared but Janus could just as much tell that his boyfriend was in pain and needed him. So the human stayed by his side for the next horrid hour.

--

It had become clear as soon as Virgil came out from the closest that he had been passed out for at least an hour because the kitchen was absolutely trashed. All of the cabinets were open and every stoveplate had some sort of pot on it with one of them bubbling over.

"I thought succubi only ate through like..uhm...well...you know" Virgil said while glancing to Roman "Can you live off of human food as well?"

'Its eating cotton. Fills you up but doesnt help you survive' The demon wrote in response.

"I guess I'm supposed to stop you from seducing any humans but uhh to be honest I've never been this far away from Jannie. I can feel him" He put his hand over his heart "But it's faded so it might take a while until I got like a precise location. In case you want to...eat..or something"

Roman looked at him and moved one eyebrow up while swaying the knife between his fingers. As if he was asking Virgil how stupid he thought he was. 'Im not turning my back just so you can run away and leave me as well'

He grabbed Virgil by the collar of his hoodie and dragged him along into the apartment's bathroom. For a minute Virgil stood there arms fallen limp to his sides from surprise while Roman saw his own reflection in the mirror for the first time in over 2 months. Just a glimpse of her expression made the angel look away for the rest of it to respect her privacy.

'Havent showered in long time. You find the humans location while I do' She wrote in the notepad.

"Don't use too much water or it'll leak" He turned to leave the room but the demon caught him by the hoodie. With his tail he pointed to a spot on the floor and in repressed horror Virgil realized he meant that he was supposed to stay in the room.

The angel had to cram his wings in between the toilet and the sink to fit as far into the corner as he could while the demon closed the door. She visibly put the knife on the soap racket right next to the shampoo as a silent threat not to run. Since nudity was so normalized for succubi she didn't even think of it as a neceserily sexual thing. The only time she felt uncomfortable being nude was around Remus and even then it was only because of the connotations other demons put on their relationship. Therefore without a second thought before she took her clothes off but quickly turned around when she heard a slam.

Virgil's wings had extended from shock which had knocked every item off of the sink. He quickly leant over to pick the toothbrushes and soapcup up but it was too late to hide his lust from slipping into the succubi's mouth.

The succbi's stark green eyes stared down at him which only made his cheeks flush more. She leant down so both her feet and hands were on the floor and moved closer to him making her shoulderblades stick up from the her back like sharp wings. Virgil wanted to look away but his body didn't move as he saw her lick her lips and move up against him.

She reached out her hand to which Virgil drew in a sharp breathe but all she did was lay her finger against his cheek but it was enough to make every hair on his body stand on it's end. He told himself this was only because she was a succubi.

Suddenly Roman faltered and nearly kneeled over as his cheeks turned a sickly pale color. He quickly turned around in the small bathroom and leant into the shower in case he threw up but he covered his mouth with his hand and forced himself to force the sick down again, knowing he needed it to survive.

Virgil's knees were weak and shaking "Sorry. Did I- is it because I'm an Angel? Does my Lust make you sick?"

The demon turned his head so his face was hidden behind his long dark curls "It's not you" He forced out in his hoarse voice.

"okay.....Uhm just so you know if you felt any lust from me it was just actually shock because I'm actually not into- I mean I'm- I like- I'm an Angel I don't feel lust- I'm celbate- If anything I'm very super straight so uhmm" Virgil let his wings extend in front of him to hide the demon from his sight and it was only then he said "For the record I think your voice is ten times preferable over your brother's shrill annoying dumb stupid- well...your voice is better than his is what I'm saying"

Maybe as accepted he didn't get a response, at least not a verbal one, instead only he only heard as the showerhead turned on.

--

Once the operation was over Patton opened the door from the kitchen into the entrance hall where a huge fluffy dog had been waiting the entire time. Obviously they hadn't wanted to risk fur getting into any injuries.

"That's Nico the third. She's friendly but she is a hellhound so don't be alarmed if her spits is a bit acid-y" Patton warned while moving to the living room to tidy up the big comfy couch in the middle of it. The dog followed him close behind with her tail wagging.

It was only know that the guests had time to take the building in. It was a two story house built from wood out in the forest. On the way there it looked like the nearest town was about half an hour away by car, though less by the birdway. The roof stood a bit crooked from decades of wear and tear but the chimney still hung on. Vines and moss crawled up on the outside of the walls which only made it blend in even more among the trees with the stonebuilt fence around the home being the only thing dividing it from the wilderness.

Aside from a tiny entrance to put shoes off in the kitchen had been the first room they entered but the living room that also acted as a dining room took up rest of the first floor. The fireplace began to crackle as soon as the hellhound spit on the logs and the warmth spread to the sofa set in the middle of the room. The walls were adorned with bookshelves which were equally filled with actual books as with cheap knick knacks from scummy giftshops all around the world. Though the tourist memoribilia was placed as if it was high art.

There was hardly a space on the floor not covered in soft rugs and barely any wallspace along the staircase leading up to the second floor that wasn't adorned with photos of Logan and Patton together, sometimes along with a third or fourth person but most often alone.

Janus let his boyfriend lean against him since he was still woozy from the patching up. He sunk down into the soft couch and made grabby hands for Jan with his still functioning left hand, his right arm had been put in a sling.

(Logan had been close to putting the dogcone onto Remus to stop him from biting at his bandagaes)

Along with the sling his left palm had been wrapped in thick bandages, he had a patch on the side of his face from the crash and about a dozen bandaids littered around on his body. The human had made it out with only scrapes on his knees and a shallow cut on his head from the crash. His body would probably be bruised in the morning but nothing serious.

Janus had to be careful to not hurt his boyfriend as he sat down beside him and Remus immediately moved to curl up against his chest. Janus quietly wiped a loose eyelash away from his cheek.

"You want anything kiddos? Tea or cookies or?"

"I actually haven't eaten today so whatever food you have would be appreciated" The human replied.

Patton smiled and clasped his hands together "Of course. I think we have some bread and uhm breakfasty stuff" He sent a look to Logan as if saying Told you so for keeping human food in the house.

While Patton went out to the kitchen Janus turned his head to Logan "I'm still not really sure what's happening but what I do know is that I have a roommate and we left him behind at my apartment together with that demented- That- With Remus' unwell brother and I think we have to go and save him"

Logan looked to Remus who signed that Virgil was definitely not in any danger, though he did not sign that it was because he was an Angel. That information he was still keeping to himself.

"He is fine" Logan replied dryly.

"No you don't get it. He was unconcious and dragged into-"

"He is fine" He repeated. His gaze stayed at Janus for a moment before he changed into his reading glasses and picked up the days newspaper.

Soon after Patton came back in with a plate full of sandwiches and put them down on the coffee table in front of Janus along with handing him an oversized t-shirt with the text "I CLIMBED MOUNT TSURUGI!" written on the front.

"I thought you might like a change of clothing"

Janus quickly draped the blanket over himself as he put the t-shirt on before dragging his destroyed robe across his shoulders. While Patton dragged the lightblue armchair (unlike Logan's darkblue) over so he could look the human directly in the eyes.

"I understand you're confused-"

Just as Patton had started his speech Logan interrupted with "He asked about his roomate. Remus says he will be fine"

"Oh! Oh of course. If we get the notion that your friend is in danger I swear on my husbands life that we will rush over to protect him! Does that reassure you?"

"...I guess" He glanced for his boyfriend to say something but to his confusion Remus was silent. He started to eat the sandwhiches which were surprisingly delicious.

"Good. Well then were was I...Right...So I am terribly sorry that your life has been disrupted in the way it has but truth the told you are surronded by non-humans and you have been for quite some time"

The silence that came down upon the room was defeaning. It was silent enough for Nico to let out a woof in an attempt to cheer everyone up. She jumped up on the couch and nudged her snoot against Janus just as he let out a shrill laugh.

"Fucking hell. You- You are the fuckers who have convinced Roman about that non human shit! You're in a cult!- Darling" He looked to Remus "Darling we have to leave. Now"

His boyfriend didn't respond, he only looked down to the floor.

"Dear why aren't you answering me? Say something!?"

"I am aware that we are all accustomed to keeping our attributes hidden among humans but I suggest we show Janus them in case it helps" Logan butted in to which his husband nodded.

All at once the three demons let their horns became visible along with their tails. A part of Remus was relieved that his boyfriend could finally see all of him, but instead Janus looked horrified. He stood up from the couch and took a few steps away.

"Did- Did you put something in the food? Am I hallucinating? Did you Bloody Drug me!? You did didn't you!?" Janus' chest began to rise quicker and quicker "Did you do something to Virgil as well!? To Remus? Darling Are they forcing you to stay quiet?"

"Please calm down and liste-"

"Oh honey Don't try me with the Calm down bullshit. I'm feeling real bloody calm right now matter of fact. I'm basically at a spa retreat!"

Patton stood up and was about to say something when Remus waved his tail to tell him to shut up. The younger succubi went with slow steps up to his boyfriend and bowed down slightly so that his glowing red horns were right against Janus' chest. He pressed his horns slightly closer so that the human could feel the pulse from the horns spreading in through the fabric of his robe and down under his skin to pulse along with his heart.

Tears simmered up along the edges of Janus' eyes and Remus used the tip of his tail to wipe them away.

"Oh god this is real" Janus croaked out "Oh god oh god. What are you?"

Remus cupped his cheeks and met his tearfilled eyes "I'm your boyfriend"

Janus' hands shook but he reached out towards his boyfriend's tail and as he got close Remus let his tail gently wrap around his human's hand. Though through tears Jan let out a quiet chuckle "It feels sort of like a snake"

"I can hang off of it like a monkey! I can show you! Uh..maybe later though" He motioned back to the older demons "These are kind of a big Demon deal. Wanna go back to the couch now?"

"Only if you hold me"

"I can do that yeah"

Remus wrapped his tail around his human's shoulders and lead him back to the couch. Nico gladly licked Janus' palms once he sat back down.

"What are you?" Janus repeated to the older succubi.

The older couple looked to each other and Patton tilted his head slightly to which Logan nodded.

"Kiddo Your species, humans that is, usually call us Demons or more specifically Succubi-"

"Incubi actually" Logan corrected "Since all of us here are currently 'male' but I have always found that to be a rather silly notion. We do not have a different name between female and male humans after all. They are all humans. Nor did we historically have a firm set on gender until humans introduced the idea to us"

"Yes thanks honey, we can go more into the history lesson later. But bringing in that demon name always confuses your kind since I assume you're thinking that we're.."

"Satanic?" Janus filled in.

"...Something like that. Which" Patton laughed "Unless Remus is here to tell us about some drastic changes happening in Hell, we have never followed any sort of Satan nor any religious rules. I think it's better to think of us, Demons and Angels, as...hmm...perhaps Aliens?.....Or maybe another Monkey species?....Basically we are a separate species with similarities to humans, we've just happened to exists for far longer and have developed to feed off of your kind to survive-"

"Wait you what?"

"We're getting to that. Just look at my tail" Patton stood up and turned around to show that his pants had been tailored to allow a hole through which his fluffy goat-like tail came through "I'm old enough to have been made before our species evolved to have the sort of more human like tail Remus has! The farther you go in our species' history the less human like we look since we have evolved to attact your kind! You should see the demons and angels who haven't had to evolve to appease humans! They look weeeiirdd- or is that mean to say"

"I would describe our species' relationship as moreso parasitic than symbiotic but it is interesting how our species have taken the words Humans have made for us" Logan said "Sadly what we originally called our species have been lost to time....I believe the Angels higher up still uses the human name don't they?" He looked to his husband.

"You mean God? I assume so yeah"

Janus choked on his sandwich and Remus had to smack him on his back to get him to spit it back out.

"You- You eat us? Do you harvest us?" Janus asked.

Patton's face went red from horror "NONONO! We are not cannibals!-"

Logan stared at Remus "Most of us at least"

"We are succubi! We feed off of your lust! The Greed demons feed off of your greed and so forth and the Managers.....Well....We've never asked! Not sure what they feed off of!"

"Don't ask us how the feeding works. I still have not gotten a proper chance to dissect a succubi body and do research on the topic"

"Some Managers- Those are the highers up for demons- spout on about sin but that is just malarky they have gotten from the humans to make their poor succubi underlings work harder. We have feed off of both very experienced humans and virgins and fed just the same!"

"And for that we have done proper research" Logan filled in to which Patton hid his mouth behind his hands to snicker.

Janus nodded along "I am most definitely following along. Not confusing in the slightest. Not like I have a milion question. Not at allll.....You menioned Hell....Is that....A place? Is heaven...a place? Do we- My parents died when I was young, Can I meet them? I don't care where they are"

The older succubi looked to each other and Patton's smile quickly faded "...Oh kiddo...I'm sorry....Like I said we are not religious....Humans...They die far faster than us and when they do..." He looked to his husband again "...All they do is disappear....Most humans at least...I know of some humans who have been so afflicted by non human forces that they have turned non-human after death but those cases are rare. Hell is called Hell in the same way Australia is called Australia. It's just the place where we live. Think of it as a separate planet or perhaps a spaceship and when we go through the doors to Hell we simply take the staircase down to our planet. Humans can go there yes, while they're alive and if a demon is with them. I remember my Manager telling us stories about humans going to Hell for Sins but I don't think there's any truth in it. Remus do you know if it's real?"

'I have heard screams. I thought they were human. Never seen any. I dont know the fuck about half the shit youre spouting...but I dont trust any shit the managers say either' Logan translated what he was signing for the rest of them.

"Okay so you live among humans and Remus met me and fell in love- as anyone would- and this pissed his brother off because what? Are we seen as lesser than you?" Janus tried to put it together "Does your brother just hate humans?"

Remus started to sink down into the couch while his face went pale. Patton and Logan looked at each other again and Logan tilted his head to show he was taking this one "Not quite. If Remus has been telling me the truth he broke one of the rules set by his manager-"

Janus noticed the shift in tone "What rule? What did you do?"

"He devoured a part of a human"

'The human survived!!!!' Remus added. 'Stop making it sound like I killed someone! if I did I would be bragging way more!'

"Yes the human survived but lost a limb" As Logan said it Patton looked queasy and reached out to hold his husband's hand.

Remus got the urge to throw the plate right at the traitors face. How dare he look disgusted at his measly actions when he had eaten an Angel! Or Demon! Or HUman! Or whatever he now had done! But he stayed quiet and let Logan continue.

"And because of that...well...It has always been that if a demon breaks a rule they get sent to Heaven to presumebly be killed by the Angels and vice versa if an Angel breaks one. ever since my husband Patton here broke many a rules they created this system where if a Demon breaks a rule they get punished before being sent to Heaven in an attempt to make them weak and less likely to fight back. Remus here, along with his brother, got their voice taken away. He can't talk to demons"

Janus didn't know how to respond. All he could do was reach out and lay his hand against his boyfriend's arm.

"...I'm glad Remus escaped to Earth then if his manager or whatever was treating him- treating you like that" Janus said while letting his thumb rub circles against his boyfriend's skin.

"Oh that's not all" Logan continued.

"There's more?"

"Yes, you see instead of sending Remus to die his manager decided to give him a chance to reedem himself mayhaps....Or it could have just been to make him suffer more before being executed. We are not sure why. If I can make a reasonable guess I think His manager is a sadist. To reedem himself he had to seduce and kill a specific human..." At his words Janus felt his chest turn dark and cold "That human being you"

"Wha- Why-" Janus turned to Remus who tried to hide his face behind his hair "Are- Were you dating me because- Because your-"

"Now listen" Patton interrupted "We're not sure why you specifically were chosen" Remus felt sick. He had to tell them it was because of Virgil prolonging Janus' lifespan for over 20 years but he feared bringing that up right now would just give Janus even more of a breakdown. "But maybe we talk it through we can figure it-"

"YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Janus looked to his boyfriend "Did you only get close to me because you were told to?"

Remus didn't know how to get across that it had only started in that way but then turned into genuine emotions without it sounding like total horseshit.

"Did you!?"

The demon hung his head down as he nodded.

Janus let out the most heartwrenching sound Remus had ever heard. It was a painful whine forcefully surpressed into a whimper before Janus pressed his hand over his mouth to stop himself.

The human blared at the demons surronding him, all of them with their sharp horns and extra limbs. Each one of them taller than him and despite the older succubi's age clearly still stronger than him. He felt his lungs become compressed down until he choked on his own tongue but that only made him hiss.

He smashed the plate that had been holding the sandiwches against the table and grabbed the sharpest shard he saw before backing away from the couch. All at once the three demons stood up and moved towards him.

Their eyes suddenly seemed so inhumane, so like a predator staring down it's prey. With his trembling hands he held out the shard towards them and waved it around to threaten but it didn't stop any of the demons.

In a desperate bid Janus instead moved the shard up against his own flesh, up against the vein on his neck, and the demons near him froze right where they stood.

--

A sharp gasp came out from Virgil as he stood up from the bathroom floor "Roman! I got it! I feel where he is! There was a pang of him in danger and I can feel where it came from!" He pushed the shower curtain aside and looked down at the demon who was sitting knee deep in water. Somehow she had found cucumbers to put over her eyes "What are you doing?"

"Soaking" Roman croaked out.

"Dude I think we should be buying bus tickets..like Now"

"I haven't gotten to shampooing my hair yet"

"You've been in there for half an hour How have you not!"

Roman ate the cucumber slices before getting up to which Virgil quickly covered his eyes with his wings while waving his hand around to grab ahold of the nearest towel "A diva needs an hour at least" She replied while taking the towel.

"I guess you don't have water bills in Hell. I'm in and out in under five"

The demon squinted his eyes at him "Maybe you really are straight"

"Dude it's a strategic thing! Where are you most likely to be murdered and where are you the most vulnerable? The shower! The less time in there the less you are likely to die!"

For the first time Virgil got to see Roman smile as she let up into a snort. Her face looked a lot fuller when she smiled as the fat on her cheeks bundled up under her eyes. But it only lasted for a second before she turned to put her clothes back on. The angel felt his face turn hot.

"I'll get you a hoodie. We should be as unnoticeable as possible" He said as he turned to leave the bathroom.

Roman just let out a humm in agreement and it wasn't until he had put on his corset acting as a shirt and shorts that he realized he had let the angel out of his reach. A lump of anxiety filled his throat as he threw the door open and got ready to chase after the damn angel, but instead he caught Virgil rummaging around in the drawer next to his bed.

"I got like 4 identical of these ones so you don't have to thank me. Actually please don't. Being thanked is awkward as he- very awkward" Virgil said as he handed the demon a black hoodie similar to the one he was wearing.

The demon took it wthout saying a word and noticed it smelled like pizza. Virgil must have seen his nose wrinkling because he hurried to explain.

"I wear it while working. I'm a nightguard at a uh resturant place thingie" He took out his phone "We should probably go to the bus station by the way. I'm just gonna grab my headphones because it's going to take a few hours"

--

"I think all of you are WILDLY underestimating how close I am to killing everyone in this room right now!" Janus yelled.

"Even the dog!?"

"EVEN THE DOG! So stay back!"

Logan shrugged before sitting back down in his armchair since clearly getting closer wasn't making the situation any better. He tugged at his husband's hand to do the same but Remus stayed standing with his hands hung aimleesly in the air towards Janus.

"You BETTER be taking the piss on me with saying that Remus- that You were looking to KILL me!?"

His eyes darted between the three demons to catch any falter of expression, any sign that they had been joking. They had to have been joking. He meet eyes with Remus and as he watched who he thought had been his boyfriend mouth the word 'Sorry' his whole body turned cold.

"That time when I had a nightmare about you- you choking me, that wasn't a dream. Was it? It was real wasn't it?"

Remus nodded.

Janus gasped for breathe and his sight became tinged with tears which he desperately tried to force back. His chin wrinkled and throat ached from holding it back but he couldn't break down now, he had to wait until he was safe.

"You were the ones who brought me into this non-human business and I am just soooo interested in adding even more problems to my life" Janus waved the shard towards them "Not like I have enough just with my job and surviving and not getting tricked by another brain decifient rat! So I am going to leave and all of you can do whatever you now want on your own!"

"You can't leave" Logan responded in a calm voice.

"You can't tell me what I can do"

"What my husband is trying to convey is that it's not safe for you to leave" Patton interrupted "As far as we know Remus' brother is still looking to kill you and there could be other demons, or non humans, looking for you as well. If you stay within our home we can protect you at least"

Janus took a long wavering breathe and pushed back the urge to cry "Fine, But I do not want to see any of your ugly faces right now"

"Of course kiddo-"

"No one gave you, you dodgy cracker muppet, the right to call me that"

"Of course..There are three bedrooms on the second floor. Pick whatever one. All of them have locks. Just tell us if you need anything, whether that's more human food or a hug"

Patton tried to send him a bright smile but the human just backed towards the staircase without letting his eyes go off the demons. Nico trailed along with him and let out quiet roos to comfort him but Janus didn't pay her any mind. After he had disappeared up the stairs Remus continued to listen to his foosteps until the sound of a door getting slammed shut rang through the house.

The demon burrowed down into the couch and felt all of his energy slip through his fingers. An unbearable weight laid down upon him making it so that all he could do was watch as the older demons had a hushed conversation before continuing to go about their day. Even blinking was exhausting as he watched Logan read through the rest of his newspaper and Patton clean up the shattered remains of the plate.

It was so strange seeing him. A living breathing person. A Patton. The Patton. Kneeling down on the ground to pick up the larger shards before carrying them to the trashcan.

He had the sort of build that made people assume he had played rugby in highschool. He was on the shorter side but stout and broadshouldered with his long greying hair flowing down in a thick braid to his waist. His beard had it's own tiny braid ending in a tiny blue bow. He wore glasses just like Logan but it was clear that his didn't have any lenses and were just there for accesories. He looked like he would give great hugs.

He didn't look....like a Patton. He didn't look blood thirsty or ready to stab his own kind in the back but Remus supposed that he didn't look like that either...or...well...on second thought he probably did look a bit feral at least.

Somewhere along the way Remus fell asleep and when he woke up again the blinds in the windows had been shut and the lights in the rooms had been turned on, though they were dim. The tv was on but on a quiet volume and the demon couple were sitting in each of their airchair with Logan's tail hanging over the edge of his chair like a bridge to intertwine with Patton's arm.

Remus turned to scratch at his bandages which notified the couple that he was awake. Logan leant his head back almost in relief at finally being able to turn the volume up while Patton waved at the younger demon.

"Are you feeling alright kiddo? Injuries aren't leaking are they? No puss or blood?"

He shook his head.

"Good! We don't want to put too much strain on your body right now so how about you get a good long night's sleep and we will sort out your voice thing tomorrow? We'll get it back in no time" Patton cracked his knuckles as he said so.

Remus hadn't been aware getting his voice back was an option so all he did was nod.

"Great! You feeling pekish by the way?-"

"I am not touching that man until he has been given a dozen vaccinations and gone through a pest control" Logan interrupted.

Patton rolled his eyes "Honey I was going to suggest that I know some good local humans who are very nice in case he- well in case you need to feed. I'm guessing your Janus friend isn't in the mood"

The demon did a thumbs up to show that he wasn't hungry.

"He is also strikingly asexual" Logan added again.

Remus mimicked an offended gasp before doing a sucking dick motion.

"Yes yes you are a sex champion" Logan replied in the most dry tone imaginable "I am aware"

--

"We could have flown there"

Virgil took off his headphones to look at Roman who sat in the busseat right next to him "Huh?"

"We could have flown there" Roman repeated.

"Is that what you broke your vow of silence for, and interrupted my Gerard Way for"

They were sitting in the back of a bus with Roman having forced Virgil to sit closest to the window so that he couldn't run away. The angel sat with his legs cramped up against the back of the seat in front of him like a teenager on their way to school and had been deep in his headphones for the past hours which had left the demon to stew on nothing but thoughts.

"I have wings too yknow, they're just retractable. We could have. It would have been quicker. But you think I'm too weak to fly that far"

"Maybe I was just too lazy to fly. I'm 65% marsupial actually and marsupials are lazy..I think"

"I'm not weak!" Roman continued having not listened to him "I'm just a bit..frail for the moment. It just means I need an epic training montage. Ugh. I feel...Do you know the little mermaid?"

"...Personally or.."

"The movie"

"I've lived on earth for forever. so yeah"

"I feel like one of those sickly people groaning in Ursual's cave"

"Okay I don't know it in That much detail. The nightmare before christmas is more of my style for animated movies"

"Oohohoh so you're the owner of the dvd I saw in your apartment. I thought it was the humans"

Virgil crossed his arms and tilted his head so his cheek squished up against his shoulder "Jannie scrunched up money from selling gum on the playground to buy it for my birthday. Sally is like my favorite..ever"

Roman watched the way the angel's eyes perked up slightly while his thumbs played at the loose threads at the ends of his hoodie. His hoodie had the same lovingly made patchwork pattern as Sally's. A twang of guilt picked at his heart.

"..Sorry about undressing so suddenly before. As a succubi, with a pseudo nudist brother I might add, nudity is quite common for me so I sometimes forget it can make others flustered. I'll warn you beforehand next time"

Virgil's head shot up and he had a wide eyed rose cheeked stare "No- uhm- it was- like fine. Didn't bother me since y'know..Im like into- uhm I mean- not into anything- Just straight or like nothing at all"

The demon let up into a bubbly laugh "Sure, Jan"

"No uhm Jan is my human's name. I'm Virgil"

"I know. It's a reference to earth media"

"Oh" His face flushed even more "Right. 'Course" He fiddled with his thumbs for a while before mumbling out "I dont think you look like those sad Ursula creatures by the way. I think you look..uhm...like....regular...fine"

"So someone does know the movie!"

"Ursula is a camp icon! It has one of the best Disney villain songs! Sometimes I rewatch it okay!? Nothing wrong with that!"

"It's my favorite movie"

"Huh...oh..uhm good choice. Solid. Classic"

Roman sent him a smile before his expression suddenly sombered and he turned to look out the window on the other side of the bus. He had surprised himself by how easily it being his favorite film had slipped out after everything he used to like had seemed so gray these past months. Even now he had spent the busride staring out at the tiny human houses zooming by and the fully bloomed trees questioning where the beauty he had seen was but for a moment, when he had talked to Virgil, it had come as naturally as breathing.

"We have to get off. We're 'sposed to change to a train here" The angel interrupted her pondering.

As they stepped off the bus (and Virgil had an anxiety spike over wondering how best to thank the bus driver) the demon swirled her tail around his arm to make sure he didn't run off. The angel meanwhile sunk several centimetres down by somehow making his posture worse and hid his face with his hood as they entered the crowd of people waiting at the centrail station. The two of them hid away in a corner for a while before Roman asked

"Should we get something to eat so you can bite that instead of biting your lips to the bone?"

"But then I'd have to talk to the cashier" Virgil's voice was barely above a whisper.

"With my infinite charm I can do that you simpleton. Don't tell me your brain is made out of patchwork as well"

"Fuck off"

"I could easiy win a fuck off over you"

Virgil rolled his eyes but let himself be dragged along to the nearest food court in the station and stayed close to Roman while she ordered large fries for the angel, since fries were biteable and could take a while to eat so he thought it would be good stress relief. He got himself some overnightoats as well before continuing to drag the angel along to a table near the corner. He let Virgil sit on the inside of the table so he could keep watch over the humans while Roman sat with his back turned.

"There's like an hour until our train comes...in case you want to like...Ugh" Virgil massaged his knuckles against his forehead "Being around you is such an anxiety inducing dilemma"

"Because I'm the type of beauty you can only find in a fairytale?"

"Because I obviously shouldn't like encourage you to make humans sin but also I'm a fucking guardian angel and everything in me yells at me to like make you not like pass out from not eating"

Roman looked offended "What makes you think I don't????"

"Dude your hand is shaking just from holding that spoon" Virgil scratched at his face "I've never been away from Jannie like this. I don't- I don't know what to do if I'm not protecting him. Like I was made to guard him and now he's not here. And I like failed...Yeah I'm sounding cringe as fuck right about now"

Roman laughed "It sounds like you've attached yourself to guard me in lieu of the human like some gay couple of penguins adopting an orphan penguin in place of their own"

"Bro please" Virgil's cheeks had turner red again, it was nearly more more to see him flushed than not at this point "you are not in the slightest as cute as a baby penguin or my Jannie. Besides you're a demon. You don't need proteting"

Her laughed soured a little as she leant her chin on her hand "Yeah..Guess I don't"

Virgil forced his head down to stare at his fries because every time he looked at Roman with his slender fingers and long neck he understood why he was a succubi. He glanced up and caught the demon licking spilled oats off of his pinky finger before quickly looking down again.

"By the way I don't think you and Remus look that similar. You look alike but like...as twins do. He literally has a porno mustache. I don't get how your uhh boss or whoever that was couldn't call you by your name. Is all upper managment in he- your home like that?"

Though Roman looked at him while he spoke it seemed more as if she was staring right through him "..yeahh" The word seemed a bit forced.

"Shit...The only time I would even go to Heaven much less meet upper managment is if my human died and they called to assign me a new one. I was close to becoming an anxiety puddle just from being near that guy for 5 minutes, I would definitely spontaneously combust if I had him as a boss-"

"Can we talk about something else now" Roman suddenly cut him off with the spoon still in his hand now shaking so hard he nearly dropped it "What do you think a sequel to Nightmare before Christmas would look like? Have you thought about it? I find it a very interesting creative excersise"

"Pff" Virgil leant his arms on the table to make himself more comfortable "Of course I've thought about it! Obviously!"

"Spill it then Soury Claus!"

"Sure sure. If you insist. So basically I think-"

--

Patton draped a blanket over Remus' body and smiled at the sound of his snores before he ventured up to the second floor of the house. The upper floor was divided into three bedrooms. One bedroom for when Patton wanted some alone time, one for Logan's alone time which the human had currently locked himself in and the shared masterbedroom which the demons used most of the time. They called it bedrooms but since neither of them actually needed sleep the rooms were more similar to hobby rooms. The beds acted as a pleasant alternative to a couch much more than actual beds.

Upon walkng into the master bedroom he saw his husband standing by the window to catch the last light from the day's sun to check the dirt on his glasses. Patton went up behind him and bapped his knuckles against his spine as a form of massage. Logan leant into it and tilted his head to smooch at his husband's forehead.

"It doesn't fit together" Logan mumbled "If what you have told me about the upper managment of demons is correct it doesn't make sense for them to simply pick a human at random. There must be a reason for it. I think there is something Remus is keeping from us"

"He's sleeping right now. Asking him can be another thing for tomorrow. Gosh soon I'm going to need to write a list about everything we have to do tomorrow- We haven't even taken Nico out for her evening walk! My brain is all over the place!"

"He doesn't need sleep. He needs to give us answers"

"He's been through enough for today" Patton moved his hands up to massage his husband's shoulders "You wanna know what I think?"

"As always, yes"

"I think you should check up on Janus. Have a talk human to human"

"Honey it's been a long time since I was human"

[kpopscruggles]

hi 😘😘🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 here to drop you another gay story but this time a continuation of one of the prompts i sent you with heeseung my one and only boyfriend (mind you my bias list: sunghoon, jake, sungchan, kyungjun, and jeno) REMEMBER GIRL IM NOT A WRITER AND I HAVENT PROOF READ THIS 😭😭😭

its been months since yn and heeseung's shenanigans (an elaborate plan by hee's friends to confess to his crush since first year turned into hee finding out everyone wants to fuck his crush and him turning possessive over him to beomgyu one of his bsfs convincing yn that hee only wants to fuck him to win the game turned into basically that shes all that film synopsis. BUT in the end all is well as they got tgt!)

heeseung has been glowing ever since (prolly because of the cum he got sucking yn's dick but dont tell anyone that). Come on its THE YN: pretty, smart, caring, a fucking monster in bed-

"we get it heeseung you got yn wrapper around your fingers, you spoil him and vice versa and you both are in a loving relationship" jake said shutting heeseung up "God why did we even set them up together hes double annoying" Sunghoon replied

"Oh come on you guys havent heard Y/n say shit about Heeseung, they arent even together and he's acting like him and Heeseung are married and have 3 children and he wants another" Jungwon replied "He even sends me pictures of Heeseung and the second i compliment heeseung he threatens to destroy me and my ancestors" As Jungwon rolled his eyes Sunghoon acted offended

"Damn babe why are you flirting with him when you have me?" Sunghoon says with puppy eyes while flexing his arms

"Jungwon Out. Yn o- Oh surprising yn is not here. Well good, No distractions its almost finals and all of you are fucking twinks instead of practicing" Their coach said.

Heeseung is annoyed by the new coach's attitude like heeseung didn't aced the game by tasting Yn before and after each game. He needs YN and all the coach want is to exert his body until he gets too tired to even talk to YN

"Babe!" Yn says softly to a tired and pissed off Heeseung

"Car. Now." Heeseung said after hugging Yn and carressing his ass

Heeseung undressed himself and let YN do whatever he wants but he got too impatient and just pushed YN in the back of the car and fucked him doggy style.

Heeseung went through his phone as he continued fucking Yn. "Hey Babe Jay snapped me a vid of him fucking Sunoo" Heeseung said "Oh wow Sunoo got every Gay Man's dream get fucked by a hot rich guy" Hee just deepened his thrusts "And what's that supposed to mean?" Yn just stayed silent

"Should we send him a backshot of y-" "Heeseung. Do you Love me?" Yn asked which made Heeseung surprised "Of course babe! Yn what made you th-" "I feel like youre just using me for my body, Do you want me or you do you just want to fu-" Heeseung shutted him up with a kiss

"I love you. Im obsessed with you. Everything about you YN if theres anything thst I could do to convince you I will do it. Heeseung said while kissing every part of yn's face

"Can we stop fucking or just stop cumming for like a week? I'm just tired yk" Yn said "Ok!" Heeseung said "I Love you" Yn said kissing him. But only for a minute because "Babe I swear its just precum"

After cleaning the mess heeseung made and dressing his boyfriend with his clothes they went on numerous places that yn wanted to go that day. But it is really hard for Heeseung to contain himself especially with his boyfriend wearing clothes 2x the size of him and him having to hold down his shorts

"Babe you can like stop it with holding my waist"

"But youre gonna flash everyone if I let you go ☹️ I want it for myself"

"Heeseung you dont have to hold it like youre my belt though"

"No" Heeseung pecks Yn's lip as they continued their date

*awkward timeskip cause girl i cant write and youre prolly not horny anymore*

"Babe, are you sure nothing is bothering you"

"YES. Yes. yes." Yn just said sternly. Heeseung knew that all he needed was a hug so a hug he gave "Goodnight babe, I love you" He said without failing this kiss him.

Its 12mn and yn is frustrated. emotionally and sexually. and heeseung with his arms raised while sleeping making his happy trail visible from the shirt hes wearing is not helping with his frustration.

Yn just looked at heeseung intently savoring every feature heeseung has. From his cute eyes, his attractive nose, his pursing lips, his arms, the visible clothed chest, the peeking stomach, and his big bulge on his sweatpants. "Fuck It"

Heeseung woke up with a heavy weight on his lap. "Yn? Ugh fuck" As he become more conscious he realized whats going on. yn has been grinding on his bulge for god knows how long. And with his dick feeling wet hes sure he came more than once unconciously.

"Yn? Hey Yn? Yn youre crying whats wrong" Heeseung said moving his lap so that he could cuddle yn "Its just its been a rough week; my parents are annoying, my friends keep flaking on me, uni is shit, and i heard people saying you just use me cause im the only hole willing to fuck you" He says the last part softly wishing Heeseung didnt heard it. "Babe, istg who are they"

"NO. No. Dont bother ugh its just my insecurities going up again" Yn says. Heeseung smirks knowing just the thing to get it off his mind.

"Use me" "What?" "Yn. Use Me. I'm Yours Anyways" Heeseung stated sternly. Yn stuttered before he kisses Heeseung and push on the headboard.

Yn kissed every part of heeseung: his arms, his fingers, his chest, his abs, and of course his bulge. Yn knew Heeseung was not at fault but whats a little teasing gonna do?

"Ugh Yn yeah just like that" Heeseung kept moaning with every thrust yn does to his bulge. He continued grinding on his cock until Heeseung looks visibly tired. "Yn damn haha the exercise im putting you on probably built up your stamina huh" Yn knew he had to satisfy him so he went down and freed Heeseung's dick from his boxers. It didnt took long until Heeseung released himself inside Yn.

Yn laid on top of Heeseung. With him being very small it was not hard for Heeseung to envelope himself on yn's body. Heeseung kisses his forehead "I love you". "I love you too babe" Yn replied.

"Damn Babe my covers were SOAKING how many times did we cum"

"Well you came unconciously three times and when you were concious four"

"YN? Damn babe, And you say im the horndog?"

"Shh"

"Come kiss my dick then babe im sure its bruised with all that you did"

Yn went down to his bulge and unclothed heeseung's dick but

"The one week no cum challenge starts today" He kisses heeseung's cheek while holding hee's dick teasingly.

YOUR GETTING ME EXCITED FOR YOUR ASKS CAUSE THIS SHIT WAS FUCKING FINGER LICKING SCRUMPTIOUS!!!

The way heeseung would accept this challenge but is definitely struggling and begging after the second day because he loves having you in any way shape or form!!! Okay but you guys having one class together and the whole time he has your hand against his cock “baby I’m so hard~ please don’t leave me like this I’m begging you~” he’ll give all pouty and big puppy eyes “I can make you cum~ you can fill my throat baby~ please please~”

[msm-tsotmw]

there will be brief mentions of alcohol n shit here, so just know that

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

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so… I’m in the infirmary waiting room! great! now I have to wait for ATTMOZ-knows-how-long until-

(A Pluckbill emerges from a door in the waiting room.)

Erm, Flitterine Kwyll?

(oh. that’s me.)

yes?

You Are A Visitor, Correct?

uh, yeah. I am.

You Can Go Visit Tooribella Chïrfell And Mondo Shivvursen Now.

oh, okay.

(Flitz follows the Pluckbill, who leads them to the door to an infirmary room. He opens it for them.)

Here.

thank you!

(The Pluckbill just walks away and closes the door.)

uh-

hey flitz

(Flitz turns around to face Mondo, sitting on a chair adjacent to the bed Toorie is sleeping on.)

oh, hey Mondo!

…what’s the deal with Toorie? I mean, I know she ate something super weird and started coughing, but what happened?

well uh

(Flitz flies over to Mondo.)

she ate something that apparently wasnt only filled with fire fern but also lots of sugar

and apparently that can do some shit to you

like what?

like uhhh

having her act up like a ghazt on catnip and then making it cough like it just inhaled grumpyre smoke

ah. okay. are there any after effects, though?

not a lot but shell forget abt what happened when it ate whatever tf that was

soooooooooooooooo… like sweetened grape extract?

yea like that

shes been sleeping since like 4 am

oh, damn. that’s long.

but not as long as the one time sprigg slept for like 17 hours after staying up for DAYS trying to decide one (1) piece of paper

what?

yea

sprigg doesn’t seem like the type of monster to get 17 hours of sleep…

well they did

Wha ?

(Flitz and Mondo face Toorie, who just woke up.)

Wh— Why Am I In The Infirmary ??

y-

you ate something loaded with sugar and fire fern and then you started acting up and coughing so i had to bring you here

Oh .

Wait , FIRE FERN ???

yea apparently

Oh , Dear Torrt . Did— Did Anything Bad Happen To Me ??

well not a lot aside from that

Oh , Okay Then .

*Gasp* WAIT , DID I HURT ANYONE ?!

nah

Oh , Thank Torrt …

but you DID flirt with me

which i kinda liked

(Flitz perks up and makes a smug face.)

i heard that, Mondo.

NO YOU DIDNT

mhm. yeah. I heard you pret-ty well.

NO YOU

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

STOP FUCKING MAKING THAT FACE

Huh ??

mondo said you flirted with him, and that he l—

SHUT UP FLITZ

alrighty, fine.

What ? I- Huh ??

(Mondo looks at Toorie, then back at a very smug Flitz. He lets out an extremely heavy sigh.)

you flirted with me during your high thing or something idk

I—

(Toorie’s face looks a bit pinker than usual.)

I Did ??

yeah

you said you would marry me if you could

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

stop that flitz

okay.

I Said I Would What ??

marry me

OH .

and i am being completely honest

you flirted with me and said you would marry me

Oh , Uh , Wow !! Ahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa …

Wow . Uh .

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Wow . Um . I Don’t Think I Actually Would … We’re Not Even Dating !

yea

That’s— That’s Weird .

uh

We Probably Won’t Get Married Anytime Soon Though , Right ?

nah

we probs wont

oh yeah you wi-

(Mondo pinches Flitz’s beak shut.)

mrhghmmphrghgmmmmrph

shut your purple furby looking ass

Hey ! That Wasn’t Very Nice .

(Mondo looks at Flitz.)

alr fine

(They un-pinch her.)

sorry flitz

alrighty ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

can you stop making that face though

Yeah , It’s Making Us Nervous .

okay.

(Now it’s time for the ✨AWKWARD SILENCE.✨)

…sprigg, moperetta and mauna haven’t returned yet… ya think they’re okay?

I’m Sure They Are ! They’re Probably Still Looking For That Light , But I’m Sure They’re Fine .

yea

i hope so

its actually kinda been concerning me

It Is ?

yea

i havent heard from them

Not Even In Letters ?

nah

Ah . I See .

do you think they’ll come back soon?

… Yeah ! Probably . They’ll Be Back Any Day Now , I Think !

(Oh, this bitch does NOT know.)

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anyways yea

flitz is just gonna be an ass to Mondo until he picks his ass up and confesses to Toorie lol

(don’t think that’ll be happening anytime soon lmao)

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

[carelessflower]

just a snippet (shorter and will add more detail when i upload on ao3) of a WIP (just feedback)

Magnus is 19, Alec is 19, izzy and Jace 17 and Max is 7.

TW/ implied abuse

He ran, his legs on fire, as he ran through the woods, not knowing where he was going, multiple voices shouting his name. His top was torn and bloody, fresh jagged cuts decorated his skin, seeping blood.

He didnt look back, he kept on running, no matter how tired he was, or how drugged or hurt he was. He ran until he heard the sound of some cars. He must be near some highway. He thought, running to the direction of the sound.

Past the bushes, and onto the road, where a few houses sat. He looked around, wondering where he was. His stomach grumbled.

"Slut where are you?" A voice shouted, he ran towards one of the houses, not wanting to be seen, he noticed a window was slightly open, near a drainpipe, he looked around as his stomach let out another growl.

Grabbing the drainpipe, he started to pull up until he reached the window, which he lifted and let himself in. He closed the window behind him. The warmth of the room hit him, as he noticed there was a king sized bed up against the left side near the window, a desk with paperwork and books, a closet.

He looked around, as he heard someone coming, before he could hide, the door opened. A man stood there, both stared at each other, the other looked him up and down.

"I'll go." He told the man.

"Wait. Don't, your hurt, I -"

"No hospitals, no cops." The other said.

"Okay..first let me get the first aid kit. By the way my name is Alexander." Alexander gave the stranger a small smile, he left going to get the first aid kit from the bathroom.

He stood there, shivering, dispite being in a warm room. Alexander walkes in, and closed and locked the door. He held a first aid kit in one hand, and a towel in another.

"The family gone out, Max, my baby brother , he is unwel so im looking after him." Magnus nodded, wincing when Alec would go over a fresh cut.

"Who did this to you?" No answer.

Alec noticed a barcode tattoted on the stranger nape, with numbers written on it. It didnt take long for Alec to realise what had happened. Alec also noticed small puncutre marks along his skin.

"I need to call the cops, they can help." The stranger turned around.

"I told you no cops." He repeated.

"Okay..Can you tell me your name?"

"Magnus." He said.

Alec stood up.

"Finished. I'll get you something to eat, and wear." Alec smiled, Magnus nodded, as he left the room.

Magnus looked around, standing up, he went to the desk, a photo of Alexander with his family. Another photo of a blonde haired who was holding hands with him. He looked at the textbooks. Masters Law, and Law degree books. The door opened, making him jump.

"Sorry. Here its my new shirt. Also leftover pizza slices." Alec said giving him the shirt, Magnus gave him a thank you, he put the shirt on, which just fitted him, and took a bite out of the pizza.

"Do you have any friends or family?" Alec questioned.

"I havent seen my friends since I was sixteen."

"Do you have any place to stay?"

Magnus shook his head. He didnt. He wolfed the second pizza down. He was still hungry, but didnt say anything.

"Let me call my mother. I wont tell her, just tell her she needs to come home." Alec didnt want to scare Magnus off, he didnt want him back on the streets back in the hands of whoever abused him.

"Okay."

Alec dialled his mother's number, and told her there was an emergency that she needed to come home. He hanged up.

"She will be here in half an hour."

"Do...Do you have any more food?"

"Yes, follow me." Alec walked downstairs, who was followed by Magnus who looked around in splendor.

They entered the kitchen, as Magnus sat on the chair, Alec rummaged through the cupboard and found a cup of noodles. He boiled the kettle, and poured the hot water into the cup, and stiring the noodles around, before giving the cup to Magnus.

"Who are you?" A small voice was heard by the door, as a boy with glasses and messy hair stood there, a comic in his hand.

"A friend Max. Your supposed to be sleep, do you want a drink?"

Max nodded.

Sighing Alec grabbed a glass and filled it with water, and gave it to his brother, who took a sip before giving it back to Alec and leaving, going back upstairs.

Alec waited, until he heard the doot shut upstaits.

"So..You dont need to answer, but I noticed a barcode on your nape."

"My...daddy did that, he does it to all his workers."

"Your pimp?"

Magnus nodded.

"I dont want to talk about it." Magnus said, wolfing the noodles down.

"Do you do drugs?" Magnus didnt answer.

"You need to talk to my mom, you dont need to tell her everything. Just enough so she can understand."

"You could have called the police, but didnt?"

"You were covered in cuts, and bruises, I know the law and it wont treat you fairly, and also you looked scared."

"Thank you."

babies :<<<

[dluxs8nt]

im hi laying in bed waiting for popeyes to arrive so might as well just bust out pt 2 for u while im all riled up and ready to go ehehe

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u sit there in shock for a second. u scan his face, his features could slice u open. his eyes cut straight to ur heart. his smile melted ur knees. he sits there, making sweet sweet eye contact w u until u finally muster up, "i,, im danie.." "*!*NO NO NO NO. U ARE D TONIGHT. u can be lil d, u can be big D" fae nudges the person next to faer, "but u are D tonight. none of that necromancy bullshit, its time to be the phoenix fagguette u deserve to be!!"

u look in surprise and confusion at the pink haired femme in front of u who is looking at u visibly waiting for ur response.

"dont mind faer," Danny lightly grabs ur chin and turns ur head. "i can beat faer up if u want me to" everyone shrieks and chuckles. u giggle slowly as the tension melts away and u notice it was all a joke, but also, not really ur choice to say what the punchline was. u are who fae says u are tonight. or maybe daddy, i mean danny could take control of that. ud let him take control lf u any day. the sock in ur briefs is rubbing against ur boyclit as its gotten wetter and wetter the longer uve been smelling, looking at, engaging with, admiring Mxr D Lux. u suddenly, but slowly, awake from what felt likr a slumber and u notice that ur still standing but ur knees are bent and weak, ur right hand is holding into a makeup table and ur left hand is being tenderly held by Daddy. hes been slowly running the tip of his pointer finger along ur arm, making shapes, drinking in ur skin, ur essence, ur energy to know what fantasy ur looking for tonight.

"u wanna be someones lil bitch boy tonight huh?"

u just noticed that Danny stopped running his finger on u but u were still leaning with ur eyes closed in absolute euphoria. "uh, well, no, im not really like, interested in being a boy bu..." Danny springs up from his seat with a grace and control that sends him slowly floating towards u. his palm lands next to ur cheek and cups ur face and the other graces ur lips with the tips of his fingernails.

"baby, u can be whatever u want to be tonight. all of this is just drag, nothing more nothing less. take what u want from it, but its time to release ur inhibitions, babyboy. let go and submit to my manhood." he grabs ur hand and places it on his chest which u just noticed had KT tape binding down two mounds. "let me get inside u baby, and see what there is to explore in that mind." hes literally whispering in ur ear in the softest tone that u can barely even make out what hes saying so u KNOW no one else in the room heard what he had the gall and audacity to say to u.

"i dont want to do it, Daddy. pls do it for me." ur shaking, u can barely mutter these words.

"thats all i needed to hear baby. thank u for communicating ur consent. now, ur mine until it gets too much. just tell me when u wanna tap out, but i reeeeally, really hope u hold out as long as u can til daddy can really show u how good it feels to be a bitchboy to a nice soft dom femdaddy."

the amount of shivers going down ur neck, ur thighs, ur throbbing hole are enough to shake u up to almost exploding. u feel his hand go down ur spine. u realize u havent been cognizant of anYTHING going on around u since Daddy D Lux started whispering in ur ear. the room is almost empty and performers are running back n forth to find their things.

"ive got a reserved seat every night for a cutie, an egg, or a slvt to get an extra good spot to watch me. ull find it by the glittery red star. feel free to take that spot tonight baby, but dont expect it every night okay?"

"y-yes sir." sir?! u hadnt said sir since u were 13 talking to ur dad. what the fuck?!

"good boy, i like when u call me sir. keep it up, champ. now go out, im opening the show so i gotta hop up there. but knowing fae, Divinity is gonna be blabbing for at least another 8 minutes to "warm the crowd" which is code for fae trying new material and seeing who laughs at it. go, go! hurry." and he blows a kiss at u.

u immediately feel the blood rush thru ur body and especially ur face and hole and rush out of the room down the dark hall and out the curtain. u just need, NEED to sit down for a second cos ur knees could buckle at any moment. u find the seat w the red star and anxiously pound the heel of ur shoe into the ground as u bounce ur knee. ur therapist at that one group told u u needed to stop doing that to be polite n proper but something stopped u from letting that training takeover and u just felt like letting urself cope how u wanted to.

"DANIELA!!" WHO TF IS CALLING U THAT WHAT THE FUCK IS FOING ON OH NO U HOPE THAT DADDY DIDNT HEAR

theres feedback from the mic suddenly and ur eyes are pulled to the stage where the fae with the pink hair has been talking on the mic. "HOLD THE FUCK ON. U DID NOT JUST CALL MY LIL FAIRY FAJJUETTE A NAME WE SHALL NOT SPEAK TONIGHT. U THERE, WHATS UR NAME?"

u look around and suddenly a bright and bubbly girl with like green curly hair wearing low wasted jeans that hug her hips perfectly with a sequin thong popping out runs up to the stage, but doesnt get on.

she screams, "hhhiiiiiIiiIiIiiiIiIIIIII, my names Puk, like Phuket, iykyk"

"well Puk, sorry is it like pook or like puck"

"so its kinda like saying book but with a deep p, puk"

"perfect, well Puk, tonight that lovely lil gayboy is D and he is using he/him pronouns so pls do not disrespect the space and what we say goes. and if u have a problem, meet me outside, im from east side. u can find a seat now. thank u." hootering and hollering erupt out of the crowd. "AANYWAYS, this seems like a good segue into our OPENER!" everyone screams and cheers.

"this man, this animal, this daddy is unlike any other. he once was dead but rose up again into a master of masculine n feminine dominance. give it up for, the, Danny D Lux!!!!" u swear u feel the concrete floors shake as the crowd explodes with anticipation.

a low grumbling bass rings thru the venues hard walls and stiff floor. the lights cut, and a singular deep orange spotlight shines at the stage. what i can only describe as a swirling tent drifted ever so slowly into the center of the stage. a piercing guitar riff starts shortly joined by heavy hitting drums and then the bass starts back up. the tent begins to spin and slowly it unravels, how is it unraveling. it looks like its transforming into individual strands of red yellow orange white grey gold brown maroon, its a tunnel of fiery silks unraveling at the seems. until finally Daddy is standing, playing the bass inside this cone wire cage. he plays his heart out, digging deep into his core and letting his shoulders flow into each stroke of a chord. and then, he puts the bass on a stand, walks down the steps onto the concrete floor ans proclaims.

"we all come from ash. we all have been burnt. weve all felt the flames, of inner rage. well im here to say, let it out." i didnt even notice he grabbed a lighter but suddenly the entire cage was on fire and Danny was huddled under his cape as flames broke the frame of the thin cage. it fell around him in light flames onto the concrete, burning marks on the floor. then the full track started. electric guitars, orchestral pieces, heavy piano, dirty synth and heavy bass. there were few words in his entire performance, but the one that especially sticks with u is when he said, "i dont need to speak my body tells my story, its time to give in, its time to get whorey."

and then u remember. ur in his chair. and the whole time its felt like hes taken extra long eye fucking u while he danced, crawled, and did splits across the floor and stage. and if it wasnt clear enough, he even came up at the decrescendo of the song, sat in ur lap, and said "ur mine for the night, right?" and u desperately, hornily, hypnotically said, "yes sir."

and now here u are. its been 3 hours since the show and ur at the punkhouse most of the performers live in. and ur waiting for Dadd, no Danny to cum back with some wine, nothing fancy, just a boxed merlot. and u cant help thinking, is this the right thing to do?? is it bad if u want to do wrong things?? all u know is ur probably gonna like it.

but is that worth it??

pt 3 cumming

i need more aesthetics of forcemasc that isnt just rowdy rough stoner boy i need new wave forcemasc, goth forcemasc, cowboy forcemasc, punk forcemasc, jock forcemasc etc etc etc like where is the nun to priest forcemasc like seriously yall

[vesora]

reminding you of your true power - manifestation

do you feel alone? are you going through hard circumstances and you feel bad because growing up, all anyone ever said to you was completely negative? 

this sounds like an ad to a dodgy scheme but its not 

i am here to tell you anything that anyone ever said to you, no matter who it is, it could have been beyonce (i bring her up a lot) but it aint real

because how can anything negative be associated with GOD? you are god. that doesnt make you delusional or egotistical because growing up im sure we all associated god with this being outside of us who is better than us and yada yada

i do believe in god still, meaning source, but i believe that god/source gave us all His abilities. we are able to create as well as He can.

so, how can you sit here and tell me that you dont deserve anything good?

“If your conception of yourself is less than that which you claim as true of God, you have robbed God” (i think neville said this im not sure)

now tell me what you would associate god with? for me it is:

pure unconditional love, the almighty creator, limitlessness, pure forgiveness

you already have all this within you but “your refusal to believe this is the only reason you do not see it” (-neville)

you do not have to BECOME limitless, or BECOME a master manifestor because you already ARE everything you desire

but sora why cant i see proof of this?

if you are just starting out, lack in persisting or you have had hard circumstances and fail to believe that you truly are the one and only creator, you might have to persist even more and fully embody yourself as that which you seek to be

but sora this all sounds too good to be true

we live in an epoch right now where there is a martian impulse situated from the time of jesus christ meaning that earth right now is dominated with the need to work hard, to compete, to fight because what is mars associated with? war, aggression, heavy masculinity

humans used to live in an epoch - lemuria / kinda atlantis until they lost their shit and became overly concerned with technology like how we are rn - where it was extremely natural to manifest. telepathy, levitation, full control of one’s body was completely normal because it is a human’s TRUE nature to be in line with divine consciousness meaning to be less dense (less concerned with the physical world)

this power hasnt left us, if it sounds too good to be true as it once did for me, it means that you havent completely let go of the conditioning that society put in you because why would the elite want you to realise your true power?

but i am telling you right now that you are powerful. idk if u r a small town girl from ohio named betsy, u r POWERFUL because you are made of the same consciousness that god is made of.

now i had made this post initially to offer support for people going through bad things so ill go back to that rn

you are not alone. this blogger named vesora (shes pretty cool) is here for you. we do not need to know each others names, faces or livelihoods, just simply the fact that you are aware of my existence and i of yours (yes i check my notes and manifest the best for everyone), we are set and bonded. for humans share a special connection that others cant replicate.

i love you, if you havent heard it in a while or if you wanna hear it again. i love you and i love how you are trying even if things are hard but remember success is guaranteed for that is the gift given to you as soon as you were born. i see you, i dont care if you feel unseen, unloved, unworthy; i see you, i love you, i know you are worthy. and since all humans are one - one consciousness - u love urself too. just accept you do. ପ(๑ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ଓ

yes u can be like tanjiro too

[dreamychuu]

kohaku oukawa x fem! reader, where reader is like mafuyu from project sekai (if yk who she, you can cancel this request if not!)

A/n : yes chu do knows who is she ! Cause prosekai is actually one of games that chu play!! , shsiajskshsb chu really love this idea fufu~! Idrk what would be the plot but i hope this work! (reader's job is not specified here but they definitely works in the ES building) , this is more into GN so I hope it's okay anon 😭

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✼ - understand you

╰┈➤ - warning : low self esteem, angst with comfort, very poorly written.

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✿ - workers can be seen doing their own work, some are carrying documents, some are doing their works with their laptops, and there are crowds of people walking around back and forth , all these things are normal or pretty usual to happend everyday at the ensemble square.

you and kohaku walk next to each other, at first you just wanted to go straight to your workplace but he said it's better to go together cause he also has a job at ES today.

Steps and steps you guys take. the sound of the steps are matching each other. The walk was silent and when kohaku was about to say something to break the silent , he was interrupted..

"[NAME] - SAN!!" , a scream of your name can be heard from afar. You turn your Head around. You smiled and greet back your fellow co-workers, your co-workers then continue talking by asking certain thing about works.

If Kohaku can be honest, he feels a little annoyed for being interrupted when he wants to say something to his girlfriend but that annoyance begins to fade and worries start to overwhelm him after he saw your smile.

He knows that smile is fake, He knows that you doesnt actually care about your fellow co-workers, he knows that you don't really want to work here, and most importanly he knows you're lost doesnt even have something to be your will to live.

He remember the first time he saw the real "you" It was at yours early relationship, at first you doesnt want him to know but one day you snapped and accidentally showed your "true self".

instead of being afraid and leaving you immediatelly , he remains loyal, and try to help you find the purpose to live.

One of the reason you work in the ES is because kohaku suggest you too , he once said "maybe you will find your will there"

But oh boy.. he was wrong all this time. Nothing has changed he can still sense the emptiness within you.

You finished talking and then say goodbye to your co-worker after chatting for a while making Kohaku who was drown from his tought to come back to reality. "Can we go to the cafetaria first? , i havent eat anything since morning", he ask in a begging tone.

After ageering the two of you take a sit at the table near the window. waiting for the food to come.. silence is between the two of you.

"aren't you tired of waiting?", the words unexpectedly come out of your mouth

He was silent for a while.

"Even if i have to wait for a hundreds years.. I do it , as long its for you" , he finally reply.

No one said anything after that even after the food is there no one said anything not even thanking the waiter for serving the order's.

Kohaku think maybe you need some alone time maybe you're being overwhelmed by him and hearing him saying that maybe make you feel more overwhelmed.

You didnt look at him in the eyes, head facing your lap, kohaku then stood up, letting his food which he hadn't even touched.

You panicked when you think he want to walk away from the table. Without realizing those unexpected word come out of your mouth "don't leave.. Please", your voice shows that you're shaking.

kohaku who was just about to bow and apologize to you didnt expect those words came out of your Mouth.. Hell he even thought he was dreaming.

But unlike usual words come out of your mouth. He can feel these words are real.. Most likely from your hidden feelings.

Tears slowly falling from your eyes, seeing the tears came out of your eyes.. kohaku then take a sit next to you.

His hand on your shoulder, when he was about to pull you closer to him you already lean your body on his. Your head placed in his chest. Sob can be heard from you.

He moved his hand right hand to the back of your Head and start carresing your hair.

He then whisper to your ears that he would never leave you and give some apology.

His voice and words are soft for someone who have a sharp touge.

You can feel something weird in your chest was like someone filled the emptiness within you.

But instead of paying attention to it you decide just to cherish this moment with him.

[dmc-tings]

If I may. The Four Lords with a reader who is a child of the Bakers who moved to the village, for whatever reason, like a year before Eveline showed up at the house and infected them.

How would they handle the news that their humans parents were infected for years and are now dead? Like would they try to hide the deaths, would they be honest and tell the reader about what happened and how would they go about comforting you? Would they try and track down Lucas and Zoe to bring them to the village?

Long Lost Baker with the Four Lords

(This was an interesting one! Very fun to write!! Thank you for this and I hope you enjoy it! I added Joe cause his dlc was bussin)

Alcina Dimitrescu

She had no idea about your family background

And didn't care to ask you, since you never brought it up

But you where in the library with her

Picking out a book, when you came across a file

"Huh. You knew about the Bakers? They were my family."

"Oh?" Alcina asked, raising a brow at you, "Well they were killed. If they wher-"

You paused, shaking, "What? They... they where killed ?"

Alcina moved to your side, putting a comforting arm around you

"Yes. My Love... did you care for them?"

You nodded, almost choking on your emotions

'Dead.' You thought

You didn't even really say goodbye

Your father, Jack, didn't want you to leave the safety of their home

But your mother, Marguerite, insisted that there was more to the world, than just that old ass swamp

Zoe and Lucas really didn't want you to leave either

But you left, Lucas helping you navigate away and Zoe giving you some money, that she saved up

"The mold... The girl, Eveline, she took over the home... and your parents are gone. But your siblings and uncle live."

You looked at her in shock, you didn't know who Eveline was

But some of your family was alive!

When Alcina saw the hope in your eyes, she smiled, "What would you like me to do?"

"Try and bring them here! Please!"

She nodded, your wish was her command

For months, she had known you might want your family with you

They were being held away from the Castle, so she could surprise you

Though getting Joe and the BSAA soldiers that surrounded said home

Joe was also taken

"Come. I have something to show you." She stood up, towering over you, keeping a hand on your back

You stood, letting her lead you out

Through the Castle and Vineyard, you came up to a house, small enough for a few people

You heard yelling, a familiar voice

"LET US OUT YOU GIANT BITCH!! FUCKIN-"

"Will you shut up? She said, there was someone here we knew."

"HOW LONG DO WE HAVE TO WAIT TO SEE-"

You rushed to the door, kicking it down

"OW!! GOTDAMN IT!!"

Tears welled up in your eyes again

"LUCAS? ZOE!? UNCLE JOE!!"

They were speechless as well

What a happy family reunion!

Tears and hugs were given

Joe stood up, from hugging you three, to look at Alcina, "Thank you from keeping my youngest (niece/nephew) safe."

Alcina looked away, "No need to thank me, human. I didn't care for any of you, but I knew this would make them happy."

Angie and Donna Beneviento

Angie noticed that you had been feeling a bit down lately

So she told Donna about it, whom rushed to your side

"My Dear, what's the matter? Angie says your feeling blue."

You looked at her, a sad look in your eyes

"Ah... its nothing really, Love. Im... im just think about my family. I havent really been able to know anything going on with them..."

It really bothered you, and both of the ladies could see that

Donna looked at you and took your hand

"Do you remember how they looked, the last time you saw them?"

You nodded sadly, smiling wistfully

"Yep, Momma was making me a cake, for me finishing off collage. Pops he was rebuilding the old car, with my brother Lucas. And Zoe, she and I were playing in the front yard, supposing to do chores."

Donna nodded, and a bit of pollen began to swirl around you both

You sat up straight, it was your family

The Baker's, as you knew them

They were happy to see you

It made your heart burst, and you smiled

Tears falling down your cheeks, as your family gathered around you and Donna hugging you both

It felt good to see them, even though you knew it really wasn't them

Donna wiped your tears, and you sighed contently

Starting a conversation with your "mother" and "father"

Your "siblings" talking to Angie and Donna

A few hours later the pollen wore off

But you where happy, and turned to Donna

Giving her a kiss, "Thank you. I dont know what's happened to them... but that was good for me. I appreciate it."

But Donna didn't smile back, and Angie grew quiet

"Your family. They... your parents are dead..."

You looked at her, shocked, "How-"

"Mother Miranda has said that their one with the mold..."

You took that information in, knowing about your parents... was a bit of a... surprise

"And my brother and sister?"

Donna shook her head, smiling, "Alive and safe from that."

You smiled and thanked her again with a kiss

You may not be able to see them, in real life, but you COULD see them all as you remembered them

Salvatore Moreau

You had told Salvatore all about your home life, before moving to the village

He had asked about your family, trying to compare his own with yours

You sympathetically told him that you and your siblings ACTUALLY got alone

And that your family was always tight

Your mother cooked badass meals

And your dad was always the person to run to for the best advice and protection

Your brother was a delinquent genius

And your sister was always happy to just be there for you

While his "family" left alot to be desired

You had pictures of them, which you shared

He looked at them with wonder, seeing how happy you were

This is when he decided to get them, well the alive ones

His Cadou experiments had changed

Making them more human, to infiltrate the regular world and kidnap your family

He surprised you one day

Encouraging you to go for a moonlit walk with him

Yelling was coming from a nearby cave

"Moreau, Love. I dont-"

"Its not, my most Precious. I swear, you will love this surprise."

You gave him a frown and let him continue to lead you on

Inside the cave, you where met with 3 cages

Joe, Lucas and Zoe!

Your jaw dropped, and Moreau clapped happily as you rushed and unlocked the cages

Embracing your family, though Joe pulled away ready to blast Moreau away

After a long explanation, your family accepted the fish man as their own

Moreau was careful to hid your family from Mother Miranda

Sadly, he couldn't save your mother and father, but the rest of your family were safe in his domain

Karl Heisenberg

You both were having dinner when he asked you about your birth name

"Oh. It's Baker... I think. I was adopted by them."

"Adopted? Hope they treated you better than that bitch, Miranda." He scoffed

You laughed, assuring him that they did

Then you went into stories about your family

As you finished up a story about you and Lucas dodging the cops and taking quite the ass whoopin from Jack

You noticed Heisenberg narrowing his eyes at the names in the story

"Jack... Marguerite.... Zoe... Lucas... Joe..." he grumbled letting the names roll off of his tongue

Then he stood up, and looked at you

"THEM BAKERS!?"

You jumped at his outburst, then nodding slowly at him

"HOLY SHIT!! THEIR- Well the kids and uncle still live." He told you

You looked at him like he had gone absolutely mad

"What are you talking about, Karl?"

He sat back down, holding both your hands in his, looking you in the eyes

He was serious when he did this

Karl explained to you about the mold and what happened in Louisiana, a couple years ago

"Miranda had a file on them. I dont know how the hell she got it, but I managed to take a peek at it. I had no idea you were one of them."

You sat back in your chair, processing the information

"My... my siblings and uncle are ok?" You huffed with relief

Karl nodded, pulling you into a hug, comforting you

You fell into his embrace, "Thank you for telling me..."

Heisenberg let out a hum and rubbed your back

You opened your mouth to speak

"No." He cut you off, "im not going. And im not sending anyone. You KNOW what Miranda planning..."

You nodded, and buried your face in his chest

You were happy that they would be safe from her

But sad that you may never see them

Heisenberg had a plan for you to be saved as well

[yawn-junn]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTINJAY!

CONTEXT: You Yorch and James were all out buying gifts for JJ while the other distracted him Leo texted you about how JJ was complaining about you not spending time with him

"new message from fuck boy:Dude come chill your bf out" i read my phone as Leo texted me for the 100th time in the past minute telling me how sad JJ is which is understandable i have been ignoring him so i dont spoil my gift or the others gifts for him as me and JJ�� cant keep secrets from one another which is good but also not at times like this.

after an hour or two of Leo texting me and me leaving them on seen he called me i answered it thinking it was leo only to hear JJs voice threw the speakers "(Y/N)?" he said in a sad tone of voice i answered as fast as i could "yes JJ?" i said in a soft tone "where are you how come you havent hugged me or talked to me today? did i do somthing wrong?" he said almost crying i was about to tell him what ive been doing before Yorch snatched my phone out of my hand "(Y/N)'s busy right now" he said before hanging up and taking my phone away from me i looked up at him shocked and sad i didnt explain to JJ what ive been doing

i looked over at James to see him with a shocked expression "....was i too mean?" Yorch asked me and James nodded our head before he shrugged his shoulders my phone from Yorch's pocket kept ringing eventually Yorch but it it on "Do Not Disturb" I sighed for the 100th time in a row upset about not being able to speak to JJ all day and practically ever since I found out what gift me and the others are getting JJ earlier this month

Eventually everyones phone other than mine started ringing from JJ calling I grew even more sad and upset by not talking to JJ I snatched my phone out of Yorchs pocket before running to the lady's bathroom knowing they can't come in here I quickly found JJs contact and pressed the call button a picture of me and JJ popped up on my phone as his contact photo and the name read "♾️💖" JJ was quick to answer

"BABY!" We both said at the same time stopping to laugh for a second before he spoke again "why have you been ignoring me? I know your with James and Yorch what are you guys doing? Your not....your not ch-cheating are you?....." I hear the tone in his voice go sad again (stop cuz why that actually break my heart-) I gasped "oh my god JustinJay no I'm not how could you think that? I love you more than I love bread and you know how much I love bread" I said he laughed a little his mood uplifting

"Oh thank God I'm not sure why I thought that I guess I was just scared cuz you haven't really payed attention to me at all this month" he said as he got quieter "J who you talking to?" I hear Leo say in the back "He's talking to (Y/N)" Jihoon said Leo gasped before taking JJs phone away and hanging up I giggled before walking out the restroom Yorch snatched my phone away from me again he gave me the Disappointed dad look I put my head down before James spoke "did you tell him anything?" He said I shook my head no and Yorch let out a revealed sigh "before we could actually talk about what I was doing Leo took his phone and hung up" I said in a calm tone

"OK! Let's finish so I don't have ignore JJ anymore it's taking a toll on my mental health" I giggled at my own joke as I heard James and Yorch giggle

𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓴𝓲𝓹

(Time skip to when JJs party is in full motion)

We finish setting everything up and turned all of the lights off as we heard Leo pull into the driveway I was more than exited you would have thought the party was for me, I saw Leo push a very very very sad JJ into the house making my heart ache JJ turned on the lights in order to take his shoes off and everyone other than me jumped out JJ jumped from the sudden noise before a huge smile grew on his face that smile fading once he realized I wasn't in the small group of the group members

"Aren't you happy JJ?" Jihoon asked in a teasing manner sangwon pushed Jihoons shoulder in order to get him to shut up before giggling a little "I mean I am but..." He trailed off looking at the floor "buttt????" Jihoon said "I just wish (Y/N) was here too..." He said almost crying the members coo at him before leaving him alone in the room after a second of JJ standing there all alone I stepped out from my spot and back hugged him he stiffened for a second before smelling the air and turning around quickly

"baby....." JJ said as he looked at me a little sad but mainly happy "hallo" I said before smiling he smiled to wide before pulling me into a bone crushing hug even tho I couldn't breath I let JJ continue to suffocate me knowing how happy he was to see me I snuggled into his hold before he pulled away enough to where he can see my face "why have you been ignoring me?" He said as he looked at me with love "I didn't mean to but I also didn't wanna spoil the surprise and I can't keep a secret from you so I had no other choice" I said

He looked at me for a second before his eyes went to my lips I understood what he meant JJ being to shy to admit it I leaned in and pecked his lips he shook his head no confusing me as all our kisses are both of us being shy and only pecking he looked at my eyes again with love seeping threw his and my eyes as we stared at each other he leaned closer before connecting our lips in a deeper kiss my eyes winded before I melted into the kiss

Neither of us wanted to pull out from the kiss but because of a thing called oxygen we had too after we caught our breath JJ leaned back in and started kissing me again the rest of the boys walked into the room and started celebrating there reasoning being "JJ finally became a man" me and JJ pulled away embarrassed before we head each others face in one another's neck

After we both came to our senses me and JJ refused to let go of each others hands throughout the rest of the party obviously being teased about it but we couldn't care more after the part JJ refused to let me go home and forced me to wear his clothes and sleep on his bed with him while I was laying on top of JJ as he pet my hair I realized how deeply I'm in love with him me and JJ have never said the 3 words before and I didn't think we would for a long time until JJ spoke "baby? Are you awake?" He whispered I hummed a "yes" confirming I was indeed awake "I know we've never said this to each other and I wanted it to be special but I feel tonight our relationship got deeper and my love for you got deeper too it feels different a good different anyway I wanted to tell you that

i love you"

I quickly sat up before looking him in his eyes to confirm what he told me after I leaned down to kiss him before whispering

"I love you too" JJ smiled before leaning in again and kissing me eventually we both fell asleep with our lips locked and body closer than possible the next morning we woke up to the sound of giggling from 6 different boys once they realized our eyes opened they quickly ran to the living room me and JJs lips still locked into the kiss we both pulled away with a "smooch" sound making us both giggle the rest of the day was us being a annoyingly sweet couple and chasing the boys before they all sent all the photos they had to us

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𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 1454

𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓙𝓙

[scaramoucheslove]

Oo hello!! I discovered your Albedo fic while on my scroll, and sheeesh 😫😫 made me feel things,,,,, but I digress, could I request how Xiao or Albedo would deal with a bratty sub?

And,, if I may,, could I be 🏵 anon? ;0

A/N: Hi, Love! Tysm for your support <33 I actually thought no one liked or even read the Albedo smut lolol. Also yes ofcc!! Hello my first anon :D also I’m gonna make this as a HC/drabble thingy hehe

also I’m so sorry if it’s shitty aaa 

How they would deal with a bratty sub (HCs)

(Xiao, Albedo)

What to expect: Rough shit, Petnames, Dacryphilia, Overstimulation, Degradation, Dumbification, facefucking, Exhibition kink pls tell me if I miss anything ^^

Smut beneath the cut

XIAO

·         Really easy to get on his nerves tbh.

·         Would definitely not tolerate your behaviour. Especially if you’ve been good.

·         “Stop. Behave.”

·         His punishments would lowkey highkey hurt </3

·         He’ll give you the rough treatment, choking, marking, overstim, you name it. Maybe even toys??

·         D E G R A D A T I O N <33 you will be hearing no praise from this man.

·         Humiliation too omgomgomg

·         DUMBIFICATIONNN AA

·         Will most likely use the name “Pet” “Doll” “Bitch” “Slut” “Whore” etc

·         And you’ll have to call him master in bed, but today we’re going to pretend that you just didn’t feel like it.

·         “Tsk, seems like my pet is misbehaving again”

·         I feel like he wouldn’t like physical roughness as much, since he’s not much of a sadist. But if he felt the need to remind you of what your position was, then he’d probably only go as far as spanking.

·         If you cry, he’ll humiliate you for it

·         “Are you crying? Where’s your act now, brat? Continue counting.”

·         Deep down, he loves lives to see you cry.

·         He’d continue to overstimulate you with his mouth, fingers, and dick until you were begging, crying, screaming, thrashing.

·         He’d mark almost every part of your body

·         He WILL choke you and bite your neck as he’s pushing himself inside of you.

·         Mans has no patience, will go ALL out on you. Who cares if his hands and tongue were too much anyways? You were the one who wanted to act like a brat.

·         “If you don’t keep that little mouth shut, I’m going to stuff your slutty mouth with my dick you whore.”

·         And if you keep pushing his buttons? He would.

·         Completely facefuck you until you’re all fucked out, crying and out of breath.

·         He loves to see himself in your throat.

·         The type to hold your nose while he shoves his dick down your throat  <3

·         Not the best at aftercare, but he still tries his best.

·         Will apologize to you even if it’s half assed, gets you cleaned up, and brews you a nice cup of tea.

·         You probably drifted off to sleep already once he brought you tea.

·         Will smile and hold you close and even though he doesn’t sleep, he would still just lie on the bed and appreciate every moment with you.

                                             “Xia- Master- ah- please” you didn’t even know what you were begging for now. For him to stop? For more? You didn’t know. What you do know is you’ve been begging for over an hour now, your voice was hoarse and tired after all your screaming. Your eyes were watery and begging for forgiveness. But alas, it went from one ear to another. The room sounded so sinful. The two of your sweaty bodies collided, your arms clinging onto his neck as he continues to pound into you. Faster. And harder. “Stop. Fucking. Shouting.” He said while he thrusts in every word. Annoyance clear in his voice. “Shut up and take it, will you?” He said before moving his arms from your hips to your neck and applying pressure. “Dumb little sluts like you don’t even deserve anything from the likes of me.” Seeing your drooled up face, he couldn’t help but say “Look at you all drooled up, doll. You look so stupid like this. Who else can fuck you stupid like I do?” “O-only you mas-ter” you managed to say. He smiled momentarily before his other hand reaches your clit to rub it as your mouth fell open. Fighting the urge to call you his good girl.

 ALBEDO

·         I’M IN MY ALBEDO FEELS PLSS

·         He’d just be like 🤨🤨.

·         Usually completely unaware and uninterested so he’d continue to do his work.

·         You have to be a real brat to really test his limits.

·         I think he wont be rough intentionally. He’s just rough without realizing he is. Even on your daily sex life.

·         OKOK NOW if you DO manage to break him somehow, here’s some of the punishments he’ll prolly do.

·         Humiliation.… degradation… bc chile… he ain’t much of a talker but SHEESH if he dirty talks it’s over. Oh but he won’t go too far. I hope..

·         He also sometimes uses you to help with his experiments.

·         Spanks, chokes, slaps, and other physical things but not too roughly, just for “research purposes.” And sometimes for punishments too if you ever got too out of hand.

·         Loves to see you tied up tbh <33 really likes to see you all helpless.

·         Gags on occasions (if he’s working on an experiment or punishment and he’s not in the mood to hear you moan or make a noise or anything)

·         Dumbification?? without him realizing it?>@>@*&^$^$% 

·         Petnames <33 plspls i beg u call him sir or master bc that’s such an ego boost for him. I mean you don’t have to but like,, why wouldn’t you.

·         Also loves the thrilling feeling of someone catching you two.

·         Toys,, sometimes.

·         Imagine being a brat in your daily life and one day he just snaps.

·         As he was doing his work, you, being the brat you are continued to test his limit. From asking him dumb questions to “accidentally” smashing/destroying his experiments.

·         He just sighed, cleared his table and said,

·         “Y/N. Come here.”

·         You would be so shocked that you froze in your spot.

·         He never really paid attention to your actions, just casually answering your questions from time to time.

·         “I said, come here.”

·         His voice was stern, but calm.

·         “Don’t make me come over there myself.”

·         You, along with your shaking legs, were slowly making your way towards him.

·         “Sit on my lap.”

·         You did as you were told. Hell you were too scared to do anything he didn’t say you could.

·         “Say, did you know the things you broke?”

·         You just shooked your head as your legs kept shaking.

·         “Since you don’t know how to keep your hands to yourself, I’m gonna force you to keep it to yourself, brat.”

·         OOP I ACCIDENTALLY WROTE IT AS A HC LMAOO IDK I’LL CONTINUE IN THE DRABBLE LMAO

.         Anyways probably kinda good with aftercare.

.         Will apologize if he’s too rough and shower you with attention. If you’re lucky enough, he’ll skip his work that day and the day after to spend a day or two to make it up to you.

                                       Albedo continues his ministrations on you. “Master- fuck slow down” you panted. Your hands tied above your head. you were sprawled on his table as Albedo continues to insert 2 fingers inside and out of you. “Oh? Were you not searching for my attention then dear?” He inserted another finger as you whimpered. “You were the one who happened to mess with my experiments, after all.” “But I-“ you didn’t manage to say anything else before he has his tongue on your clit. He had kept your legs open with a tool so you had no power against him. “Albedoo~” You whine once more which caused his other gloved hand to slap your clit. You flinched a bit, but fuck that felt good. He stopped moving his hands and said “You better be quiet before I gag that mouth of yours.” He continued to thrust three fingers in and out of you again as you rolled your eyes back and moaned. “Fuck, you look so dumb, doll. You look so pretty like this.” You heard the door knock and you immediately looked at Albedo while shaking your head. “Come in” you heard him say. A man went inside the room and stood still with some files in his hands and clearly distracted on whatever was on the paper. “Sir, we have a prob-“ Once he saw what was going on, he looked a bit terrified. “Continue. What is the problem?” Albedo asked calmly as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. They continued to talk about some things you couldn’t register because you were slowly losing your mind little by little, although the man did sound a bit flustered. By the time they were finished, Albedo just said his thanks and told him to close the door. His mouth latched onto your clit once again surprisingly fast and your mouth fell open. You were sure drool was everywhere. “I’m going to keep going until you’re all brainless and unconscious. But before I do-“ just as about you were about to reach your high, he pulled out his fingers and gave you a look. You whined at the lost of contact. “You better be ready, my love.” That was all he needed to say before you realized, you were in for one hell of a ride.

STOP OMFG I DIDN’T MEAN TO MAKE ALBEDO’S LONG I HAVENT EVEN FINISHED THE CHILDE SMUT I’M WORKING ON