#uhhh maybe who fuckin knows

[flufflecat]

New project: start

[delicate-sketch]

saw a post about how people want will solace to have a gun because they don’t recognize the value of his healing powers which can be true but also

the whole thing in pjo is that for demigods fighting = autonomy and independence (which is why percy screams at the begging IT SUCKS TO BE A DEMIGOD) the idea is that the camp makes demigods safe (by teaching them how to fight) and any other type of labour isn’t that much valuable because they > don’t teach them that it is < / > they don’t live enough to need them <

The Harpies are the ones cleaning instead of themselves, the Ambrosia will heal instead of actual doctors (which puts a hell of pressure on Will when the ambrosia is not enough because he needs to treat those who are severely injured AND the light injured who already took way too much Ambrosia)

And I don’t think this was on purpose RR was just like “oh shit someone and something needs to do this boring stuff”

I think the camp should have an equilibrium going on like teach those kids valuable life skills (what is safe to eat in a forest how do I cook make themselves clean the dishes how do I treat an injurie without ambrosia ((this one for wills sake too)) how do I guide myself without a gps) and also what kind of fighting suits you because yeah in a world where monsters want to kick your ass you need to know how to defend yourself not because this is what makes you valuable but because it what makes you SURVIVE

[arts-and-drafts]

Ugly Things (Dream SMP)

(In which Tommy and Wilbur have a fight. I've always been morbidly captivated by Pogtopia and the stress it put on everybody involved before the 16th, so this is a little 'what-if' writing exercise of a night that may or may not have occurred :) enjoy!)

CWs: Smoking, mentions of violence

-

Tommy wakes himself up by coughing.

There's a disgusting itch in the back of his throat, and his sinuses are filled with tobacco stench. Bleary irritation spurs him to get out of bed, his body protesting every movement.

Tommy has gotten very little sleep since making Pogtopia their base, and every time he wakes up he is sore from the thin mattress barely making the stone floor any more comfortable.

All this to say he treasures any sleep that he can get, and he is pissed as hell that he's woken from it.

He knows without needing to check that the source of the smoke is Wilbur. Tommy sets off to find him.

It's not exactly hard; Pogtopia is remarkably simple once you know your way around, and there's only a few places you can go for privacy.

Just as he suspected, he finds Wilbur in the farthest side of the ravine by the nether portal, absently smoking a cigarette as he stares into the purple gateway. Tommy pulls his shirt up over his nose in disgust.

"I thought you said you were gonna quit."

Wilbur startles, and turns. His face is gaunt and shadowed in the faint glow of the portal.

"What are you doing up?" Wilbur ignores Tommy's statement. His voice is scratchy and hoarse. Tommy scowls.

"The fuckin' smell woke me up, dickhead." Tommy grumbles. "The portal isn't like a window."

"Sorry." Wilbur says. He doesn't sound sorry at all. "I can't exactly go outside."

"You could not smoke." Tommy presses, irritable. It's too fucking early for this.

Wilbur's face is a mask of indifference. Tommy knows it's a mask, because he knows Wilbur. To anyone else, it would be a real expression. Real apathy.

Tommy knows that it's hiding something.

"It helps me." Wilbur says. It's a conversation they have had a million times over. Tommy narrows his eyes.

"Well, it hurts me." Tommy snaps, the last of his sentence petering into a cough. Wilbur's face goes stony.

"You'll be fine. Go back to sleep, Tommy."

Somehow the words snap Tommy right awake.

Maybe it's built up anger that makes Tommy summon his water bucket from his inventory. Maybe it's misdirected grief at the fact that they're hiding in this shitty fucking ravine in the first place. Maybe it's a lot of things.

Whatever the reason really is doesn't matter. Tommy still throws the water on Wilbur before the man can register the action.

Wilbur finally shows real emotion in the form of sputtering and stumbling, nearly tripping back through the portal.

His cigarette is out, and his glare is piercing hatred. Tommy meets it unflinchingly.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" Wilbur yells. His voice is grating and cracks with emotion, and it riles Tommy up in turn.

"You told me you fucking quit!!" Tommy yells back, raising his voice to match Wilbur's. Their shouts echo off the walls until their voices are just ringing noise in his ears.

"Fucking Christ, Tommy, that doesn't mean you get to waterboard me!!" Wilbur screams. He's pissed good and proper, like Tommy knew he would be.

"'Go back to sleep, you'll be fine.'" Tommy throws Wilbur's words back at him with a sneer, and Wilbur throws back his fist.

Tommy flinches before his mind catches up with what the hell Wilbur just did. For a fleeting second, Wilbur's face displays raw emotion; horror, then anger, then finally settles back into the mask.

Wilbur lowers his arm with a practiced breath, and without another word, turns and walks right through the portal. Tommy is alone, and suddenly extremely aware of how he positioned his bucket like a shield in that split second of reaction.

Against his brother. His brother, who had never before come that close to hitting him in earnest.

Tommy's eyes sting horribly, and he fights back tears in favor for stomping back to his bed. He isn't fucking sorry. Wilbur was the one being a goddamn asshole.

Tommy throws his bucket to the ground as hard as he can, and then kicks it away for good measure. The clanging echoes up the unforgiving stone walls, mocking him. They look like teeth in the torchlight, as if the ravine is just a gaping maw waiting to swallow him whole.

He feels an ugly thing in his chest that he knows he needs to cry out, but he won't give Wilbur that fucking satisfaction. Instead, he throws himself onto his mattress, wincing at how the stone floor digs into him like the padding isn't even there.

Wilbur is gone for a long time. Tommy pretends to be asleep when he finally hears the man come back through the portal, and listens for his breathing until it's evened out into sleep.

-

Wilbur is still pissed off from the night before, obviously.

But he wakes up to find his and Tommy's mattresses pressed together, and his previous anger sticks in his throat.

He doesn't throw away his cigarettes.

END.

[foxgloveinspace]

Do you ever figure out your Type and you go Oh No cause it’s just 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

[yourlocalguardian]

Two steps

Two steps forward, two steps back

A viscous tango of yearning and fear

I reach for your hand but I fear you are not there

Is it you who stepped back?

Or was it really me that walked that track

I want you there, but I cannot feel safe

Safe to hold your hand and kiss your hair

Two steps forward, one step back

The ground has changed yet not at all

I wonder if it’ll ever stay back

Three steps closer, one step back

I cry in hope that now will be the time

No steps forward, no steps back

To stay with you is the ultimate gift

One step forward, one step back.

Three steps forward, four steps back.

[pearlzier]

────⠀ soldier boy has a glasses kink WHO said that

warnings / SMUT ! MDNI. soldier boy. bro hes a warning just, as himself. glasses kink ???. oral(m!recieving). uhhh kinda filthy i gotta say. he cums on reader's glasses + face. dirty talker. degradation? he says whore once. first time writing ben uhhh let me know if u guys like it <3 and if u wanna be on the tag list for uhhh the boys or jensen stuff idek

thank u @theosaurous for gracing our earth with this beautiful hc all creds 4 this thing to them <3 (its been almost a month HELP)

it's humiliating. completely degrading and demeaning and you're lapping it all up even then. the way he holds you so gently but lets the meanest things fall from his lips, his words gruff and gravelly, it makes your head spin. your skin feels hot, your knees digging into the shitty motel rug beneath you as he keeps you on your knees below him. your chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, eyes darting up to him frantically from where you're kneeling. "look at you," he grunts.

the entire reasoning for your position beneath him and status of being gagged by his cock? those glasses of yours. usually you wore contacts, since they were easier for your line of work and simpler to handle everyday. ben had never seen you without contacts before, wearing glasses. he'd be a damn liar if he tried to say that it didn't turn him on so bad to see you with those lenses over your eyes and nose bridge adorned.

"teasing me with those fucking glasses, huh? shoulda' worn 'em earlier, maybe wouldn't have ended up on your knees like a whore for me, huh?" he pats the head of his cock against your lips, grasping the back of your head tightly to push himself between your lips once more. a guttural groan escapes him and he swallows thickly, a low chuckle escaping him too.

"that's it, take that fucking dick. that's it, fuck." the look of your glasses slipping down your nose, too low to actually help you see however perfect for ben to get off on.

you're practically drooling on him, lips stretched around him with every inch he pushes further down your throat. the whimper you let out by the time he's near bottoming out makes him groan, and his grip on the back of your head tightens instinctively. "ben—"

"shh, sh, don't wanna hear a word out of your mouth," his tone is practically a snarl but still soft enough to coax you into listening to him. "just wanna look at you, those glasses, shit," he didn't know he was into glasses, to be honest with you. ben was into everything about you, but this? this new development? yeah, he'd take advantage of it for a long ass time.

"look so good takin' my cock," he muses, thumb stroking over your cheek. it brushes over your lips, soon smearing your saliva over them with another low chuckle. he likes leaving you a mess, not just likes, he loves leaving you a mess like this. "that pretty mouth's great for fillin', ain't it? always chattin' shit, just gotta stuff it full of me." ben knows he can get away with it since your mouth's a little preoccupied with sucking him off.

all you can do, really, is look up at him with wide, watery eyes. your jaw lax with the intrusion of him between your lips, hands grasping loosely at his legs as best as you can to make sure you don't end up falling over.

"a little deeper," growling, he grasps at the back of your head once more and tugs you further along his dick. the gagging sound has him groaning, hips rutting up against your face instinctively afterwards. "suckin' the fuckin' life outta' me," despite how rough he is in practically fucking your face, he's soft, in a way.

this is ben, he isn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows, but he's always in awe of how well you do for him—every single time. and he makes you feel perfect afterwards, he'd rather die than leave you unfulfilled.

"doing so good," he tells you, voice breathy, low with his arousal and how worked up he's getting right now. he swallows thickly, glancing down at you, "feel so fucking good, that mouth, shit.."

"mmh?" you mumble around him, eyes lifting back up to his again as your breathing picks up a little. every little bit of encouragement from him meant a lot, because you knew he meant it. he really does.

"yeah, yeah.." ben's head falls back with a groan, his hips picking up pace and thrusting into your mouth a little more rhythmically now. you can feel he's getting closer now, from how his grip on your head tightens and his sounds become more and more frequent. "you're gonna make me—fuck, fuck, come off for me, there we go, fuckin' warm mouth, nice and warm for me. made for me, huh? say it, wanna hear you fuckin' say it."

ben's hand quickly wraps around his cock, his grip tight as he starts pumping it quickly, thumb brushing against his slit occasionally—only tensing his thighs even more. "made for you," you mumble instinctively, batting your eyelashes as you adjust to the loss of him in your mouth.

"what's made for me? huh? c'mon," ben pats your cheek with his free hand, his other still moving up and down himself in quickening paces. his brows raise, gaze turning expectant as he looks down at you.

"my mouth," you tell him, tone a little whiny. he's smirking, that stupidly attractive smirk, as he hears that. "my mouth was made for you," and he really believes it too, 'cause you take him so damn well every single time.

"that's it, you learn so well, hm?" ben coos, condescension in his tone as he speaks. it's all loving, really, but he's not exactly thinking much with his heart here as much as he's thinking with his dick. especially right now, as the pressure tightens in his abdomen, the movements of his hand growing less controlled and more jerky. "you ready for me, baby? for me to come all over that face? those glasses? god, those glasses. c'mon, tongue out. there we go, that's it.. there's that mouth i love, huh?"

he's practically babbling right now, his eyes squeezing shut. your tongue stuck out for him, waiting and ready, has him pumping his hand faster till his thighs start trembling, thick white ropes of cum spurting from his throbbing, aching tip landing in globs on your glasses, cheeks, tongue. you look so good like that, and he tells you, "that's a pretty picture, ain't it? might take a photo of that, mmh?" his head tilts to the side a little bit. the whine you let out in response makes him laugh, the corners of his lips tugging upwards at the corners.

"open your eyes," ben coaxes, thumb brushing against your cheek and pushing a little bit so your eyes open. he hums, "there you are," he lets out a gruff laugh, "can't see, can you?" you shake your head in response, swallowing thickly. your gaze is all blurry, without the glasses, not able to see properly. "glasses all messy? let's take 'em off," he eases your glasses off your face, inspecting them all messy with his cum before he looks back at you.

"that's alright," he tells you, placing the glasses down onto the bedside cupboard, before he gets your attention again. "only thing you gotta see is me. just me."

[st4rgrl4l1f3]

Stupid stuff I think the 141 would do if they all lived together

—————

Underwear. Who’s is who’s. They all have a red, black, blue and gray pair. Soap may have a pair with the Scottish flag on it.

“I FORGOT WHO WEARS AN XL” Soap would scream from downstairs.

“I DO” Ghost would reply.

“…fatass.”

“I heard that.”

—————

Most random shit in the fridge. Why is the fridge nothing but the cheese drawer and beer?…Okay, let’s check the cupboards. There’s fruit snacks and one of those gallon buckets of goldfish. Okay. Another cupboard. Four cups, four bowls, four plates…The silverware looks the same.

“Why don’t we have food in the kitchen? What happened to the groceries I bought??” Gaz is terrified. He was gone for a week.

“Soap ate it all, and Ghost followed. ‘Saw a cat outside, figured I’d feed it. Now it’s comin back with ‘er kids…” Price says, that last part more quiet than his first two sentences.

“…Is this your idea of groceries?” Gaz looks at Soap, Ghost, and Price.

All three of them in unison, “…Yes.”

—————

Sleeping in the most random places. Why is Gaz halfway on the couch, halfway on the floor? Soap is drooling all over the couch, Ghost is passed out beside his bed, and Price still has his gear on, sleeping beside his rifle, hat halfway on.

Waking up with a sore back, Gaz opens his eyes. Yawning and wincing at the ache right in the middle of his back, he gets up, holding his back like an old man, and cracks it.

“Well good Lord in Heaven, lad, ye nearly broke yer own back crackin it like that.”

Gaz turns around, Soap is holding up his head with his hand, Mohawk all outta whack. Gaz gives him a small “g’mornin.” Before fixing himself breakfast (tap water and cheese from the cheese drawer)

Ghost wakes up, crawls in his bed and falls back asleep. He sleeps like a log.

Price wakes up, oh God, his back hurts. Maybe it was because of all the gear he still has on. He strips himself of it and puts on a gray t-shirt and some sweats. (He still has his hat on???)

—————

Coming home drunk. Holy fuck. Uber loaded with grown ass men laughing about the man that was break-dancing on the table so hard that tears were coming out.

“Yaswereslads gonna make me fuckin cry you know wha I sayin I’m fuckin dead lads, oh shite—“ Soap says, all in one string of words. His accent really comes out when he’s drunk.

“‘T was like he was-wheeze-goin in slow motion when he fell-Another wheeze” Ghost cannot hold his laugh back. He wheezes.

Gaz is looking straight forward, nearly drooling.

Price is listening to Soap and Ghost shit themselves laughing as he silently laughs, gasps of air every five seconds. Even the Uber is laughing.

“Have you ever seen a breakdance?” Gaz says, chatting up the Uber who’s trying to keep his composure.

—————

Discussing pets.

“Can we PLEASE get a dog??” Soap is pleading with Gaz.

“Soap. Look at the fridge. All we have is beer and cheese.”

“The cheese drawer is a necessity. So is the beer.”

“No- listen. You get half decent groceries without me helping, we’ll get a puppy.”

“Hey, wait, can we get a snake—“

“Fuck no we’re not getting a snake, Ghost. What, make you feel at home?”

“I’m not Australian, Soap.”

Price and Gaz look at each other, wide eyed at their stupidity. They rub their temples, trying to genuinely find the brain in their words.

—————

Microwaveable things.

“Can I microwave this bowl?”

“No, Ghost.”

“Uhhh, pretty sure you can.”

“Why did you ask, then??”

“Just cuz.”

Price goes back to his dad show.

“JOHN?”

“YEAH?”

“…YOU WERE RIGHT. MY BOWL MELTED.”

“Oh for fucks-“

“Yer brain is fuckin mush, lad, how’d you not know you can’t microwave that?” Soap laughs at Ghosts misery, his soup gone to waste.

—————

[sugawarassoulmate]

not nut november - nov 04/nov 05

after the first few days, they were feeling great. then the weekend came.

tutor!akaashi & shitty bf!daishou

word count: 423 & 290

cw: fem!reader, bimbo!reader, unprotected sex, cheating/infidelity, choking, minors dni

tutor!akaashi

who even does studying on a saturday night? akaashi does, which means you have to too

you're in one of the study rooms at the campus library, which feels a little redundant since it's practically abandoned on a saturday night

"what act and scene is this line from?" akaashi asks, cooly. he's been quizzing you on king lear for the past three hours, making sure you knew could identify the passages for your midterm

"act three, scene two?" you guess but akaashi's eyes already tell you that you're wrong. "ugh, can we take a break, keiji? my brain is turning to mush!"

akaashi would argue that your brain was mush to begin with but there's no use continuing when you've already given up

there was one way he could motivate you to keep studying — it was for your own good really, you weren't smart enough to pass this exam just by winging it

but he remembers the bet he made with his friends earlier this week something about not having sex during the whole month. it was stupid but he knew he'd never hear the end of it from bokuto if he lost

akaashi supposes he could just eat you out while you study but nothing does the trick more than making you sit on his cock, making you read out his notes while you bounce in his lap...

it's not long before akaashi has you bent over the desk, skirt flipped up and panties pushed to the side. "come on, don't just think with your pussy, recite the line for me," he says, pulling you by the hair

"ahhh, 'when thou dost ask me blessing, i'll'—fuck, keiji!" you cry when he pulls out only to slam back into you.

a slap to your ass is what brings you back to reality. "'i'll...i'll kneel down and ask of thee forgiveness' uhhh, act five, scene three?" you answered, crying when akaashi's fingers circle your clit.

"look at that, she's finally using her little brain," akaashi coos, snapping his hips harder into you. "read the next one." he says, knowing this is the only way you'll pass

he can say it's for your benefit as much as he wants to but akaashi is just as guilty of thinking with his crotch, maybe even more so

akaashi only lets you cum when you've gone through all of the study guide and he rewards you by spilling his seed deep inside your womb and walking you to your dorm with his cum running down your leg

shitty bf!daishou

saturdays are meant for your girlfriend. taking her on dates and watching shows with her

but it's not saturday and you're not daishou's girlfriend, which is why he's technically not breaking any no nut november rules right now

his friends explicitly said that fucking your girl was off limits for the entire month

which is why he turned to you the first chance he got

"sugu!" the two of you barely made it past your door, with daishou pouncing on you the second he shut it behind him

now he's got you spread out on your floor, a hand wrapped around your throat

"shhh, i know, babe," he whispers, pace never letting up as he abuses your cunt. "you're gonna take all my cum this month, yeah? be my fuckin' cum dump?"

it's so sick and your heart breaks for mika, completely unaware that her boyfriend is balls deep in someone else—someone she calls a friend

but you nod anyway because for an entire month daishou's body will belong to you

mika will have to wonder about the faint smell of your perfume on his clothes, wondering why it smells so familiar

it's pathetic and cruel and so unlike you but it's what you want more than anything

"yes, yes, sugu! i want your cum," you gasp, nails running down his back "i'll take all of it, just give it to me, please!"

and daishou just loves the desperation, grunting a quick "that's my girl," before fucking you harder than ever

and as your eyes roll into the back of your head, and you feel the warmth of daishou's cum flooding your cunt, all that goes through your head is his voice saying "that's my girl," over and over

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[twisted-gremlin]

So uhhh

Twisted Wonderland Yandere Purge AU

The ideas here stem from @yanderemommabean and @blughxreader for the og creator and some excellent world biulding- so here I am- just adding this to a gay ass mobile game

Yan Twst students x Reader

Twisted Wonderland, is a... odd world. Filled with magic, odd creatures, and the sort. It's the perfect place for a loner nerd like yourself to be!

The school and the land in itself feels so nostalgic to you. Things that you learn about each town, city, and country, just make all sorts of sence to you.

Then... you got 22 red letters. Grabbing one at random you open it to read the contents of what's inside.

Dear Shrimpy♡

Here we have this thing called the Purge. It's comes from the rose place, so we also do it here since teens tend to often get someone they adore so much that they just rip out the troats of whoever they talk to♡

Whops~ I said the quiet part out loud~

Do wait nicely for me when the day comes, it be soon♡ I can't wait to squeeze you tightly and keep you close forever♡

Love,

Your favorite Eel♡

Ok- the purge. In this fuckin Disney ass world?- do they even own that- I guess they own half of all media so MAYBE- (nope, it's own by Universal)

Opening the other letters there was more talking about this purge, and how that they are going to keep you here forever and keep you safe.

What the fuck?-

Grim was in the corner happily snacking on 22 tuna cans.

"Grim"

"What is it henchman, can't you see I'm haveibg the feast if a lifetime!"

"Uh-huh- and- do tell me- who gave you all that tuna?"

"You know- all the guys that we helped out and kicked the asses of"

"..."

"Yeah- along with Ace and Deuce. They seemed to be getting along- witch was odd'

"Crap they are teaming up- oh no- that means-" others are probably teaming up too-

Not good not good-

Let's see here so it's people that I know-

We have Floyd as 'your favorite Eel' and he called me Shrimpy so obvious giveaway-

Fuck Tsunataro also signed it in his Nickname and called me child of man. He dosent know much about this, so thar could be either safe or very dangerous

Two your queens- oddly enough- but probably Vil and Riddle

One that called me Waifu/Husabando/Spouseu signed by Gloomurai

A big sis/bro/sib from someone, seemingly young so maybe ortho- witch isn't at all good

Two knights, one calling me their dream

One written in shakespirian for whatever reason

... I just realized this one has feathers and a shit ton of money in it and called me their jewl

One of the more scaryer ones just says I'm comeing, dont fight it

And more oddities.

Well, might aswell use that cash that, maybe Kalim? Sent me to get some defense. Or maybe bribe Azul- scraych that, Floyd and Jade are after me.

I don't want to hide in town and get them hurt...

Oh what to do- what to do-

Knock

Knock

Knock

"Child of man?"

[strniohoeee]

hii i was thinking you could do a smutty fic where y/n is the triplets bsf and she lives with them,and they go out to dinner one night and y/n was like wearing i very revealing dress and matt couldnt contain himself so when they got home matt went to hang out in y/ns room(alone) and he says something along the lines of “i looked so fucking hot today” and then makeout the session and then smutty smut smut,if u cant that’s totally okay love u and ur fics bae😝

Creepin

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: After dinner, and Y/N wearing a short dress Matt’s feeling a bit conflicted….and turned on??🗣️

Warnings⚠️: SMUT SMUT SMUT. There’s nothing like crazy crazy at least that’s how I feel, but uhhh they definitely FUCKIN🖤

Song for the imagine: Creepin- Metro Boomin, The Weeknd, 21 Savage

⚠️This is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

And if you’re Creepin, please don’t let it show

Oh baby, I don’t wanna know

The triplets had decided to have dinner at a fancy restaurant for hitting 5 million subscribers on YouTube. They invited Madi and I.

I have never been out to a fancy restaurant, so I was so excited to play dress up especially with Madi! We both decided on wearing black mini dresses, and we looked so hot

As we walked out to the living room we hear Chris

“Can we get a little commotion for the dress!! Holy shit yall look good” he said

“Thank youuuu” we both said giggling

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Matt was struggling to rip his eyes away from her. The way the dress hugged her curves, made her breast pop and her legs look long and beautiful. He was struggling badly

We had called an Uber to to the restaurant, and when we got there Madi and I felt so fucking luxurious. I mean high ceilings, thousand dollar light fixtures, hot older men….we were having a blast

“Holy shit we could find a sugar daddy” I said to them

“Omg let’s be on the lookout” Madi said winking at me

It seemed like they hired good looking people here because the waiters and waitress were out of a fucking model catalog

“Nick I see a whole lot of eye candy for you” I said looking over at him

“You’re fucking telling me…..my mouth is on the floor” he said looking around

“The women are hot too” I said winking at Chris and Matt

“I’m seeing a lot of blonde….not really my type” Chris said

“Not really my vibe” Matt said looking at the girls

“Your fucking loss every bodies hot here” I said to them

We had a waiter who was the definition of a wet dream. Black slicked back hair, dark eyes, tan skin and sharp facial features

“Dude he’s checking you out” Madi said

“Ehhh he’s alright” I said to her

“Alright? That man’s so fucking fine” Nick said

“10$ says he will flirt with you when he comes back” Madi said

“You have a bet” I said reaching my hand across the table and shaking her hand

When the waiter came by he gave us our drinks, and came back to me to take our orders. Everyone ordered before me and finally it was my turn

“And for the beautiful lady?” He asked me

“Oh…umm I’ll have the steak, medium well, and what are the sides?” I asked looking up at him

He flashed a sideways smile before looking at my lips and reading me the sides

“I’ll do the mashed potatoes and the Cesar salad” I said closing my menu and handing it to him

“Great pick pretty” he said all flirty, and then walked away

“You owe me 10 fucking dollars” Madi said laughing at me

“Why do guys who I don’t find attractive always hit on me” I said rolling my eyes

“Because you’re hot, ummm you radiate feminine power and you smell good” she said to me

“Boooo boring” I said to her

“Ouu how much you wanna bet he’ll leave his number and give us some type of discount” Chris said wiggling his brows

“Alright let’s not use her looks to take advantage” Matt said chiming in

“The number maybe, but a discount I doubt look at this place too boujee” I said to Chris

We had all finished our dinner, and gotten dessert and it was time for the bill to come around

The waiter came up to me, and handed me the bill while winking….bold fucking move

I opened the check and my jaw dropped

“SHUT THE FUCK UP” I said laughing

“WHAT IS IT” Nick yelled

“He fucking gave me his number, and gave the whole bill 20% off” I said laughing

“NO FUCKING WAY” Chris and Madi said

“I just saved yall 100 dollars” I said passing the bill down to Matt

“Dude you’re coming with us everywhere” Chris said shaking his head

“You gonna call him?” Madi asked

“Fuck no, but if I want a discounted meal I might” I said shrugging my shoulders

“Ew what a fucking loser he put a heart next to his number” Matt said laughing

“I was thinking the same thing” I said laughing with Matt

We had gotten another Uber back home, and everyone went to sit on the couch to watch a movie, but I decided to go to my room because I was so tired

I had changed and took off my makeup, washing my face and had been scrolling on tik tok for 20 minutes before I heard a knock at the door

“Come innn” I said locking my phone and putting it down

“Hey” Matt said coming in

“Oh hey Matt” I said smiling at him

“Can I chill with you? They’re being so loud and annoying out there” he said

“Of course you don’t have to ask” I said as he walked over and sat on the bed

“Do you have any plans for tomorrow” I asked Matt

“Nah, I think they want to film a vlog” he said sitting in front of me

“Oh funnnn” I said cracking my knuckles

“You should come with to film” he said

“Maybe I have some plans tomorrow morning, but after sure” I said to him

“Ouuu plans with the waiter?” He said wiggling his brows

“Oh god no eww” I said laughing

“God you just looked so hot today in that outfit” Matt blurted out

“WHAT?” i said genuinely shocked

“I mean….uh I’m not sure why I said that” he said blushing

“I appreciate it, I really do especially coming from you” I said smiling at him

“Oh yeah?” He asked

“Yeah Matt. I have liked you for so long I have waited for the day you’d compliment me” I said to him

“I have liked you so much too…..I’m so glad we feel the same” he responded

“You looked so hot tonight too” I said batting my lashes at him

“I did?” He asked honestly shocked that I called him hot

“Matt you’re really fucking hot. Not sure how you don’t know this” I said laughing at him

“Just kiss me already you’re begging for it at this point” he said laughing

I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed him by his shirt pulling him in and crashing our lips together

When I pulled away his pupils were dilated and his breathing was shallow

“I have wanted to do that for so long” he said looking at my lips

“Me fucking too” I said licking my lips

I pulled him back in for another kiss, and slowly we started to make out. I eventually scooched down, and Matt was above me now

Kissing my lips to my jaw then down to my neck.

“Do you want this?” He asked me

“More than anything” I said out in a sigh

Matt began kissing my neck again, and came back up to make out with me again our tongues fighting for dominance as our teeth clashed together

I pushed Matt back, so I could remove my shirt

“No bra” he said tilting his head

“Oh yes my bad I was getting ready for bed, and wasn’t expecting to fuck you, so how dare I not have some decorum” I said sarcastically

“Shut up” he said biting his lip before kissing me again moving his kisses down to my neck, and then to the valley of my breasts slowly moving to take my left nipple into his mouth, sailing his tongue around it

“Fuck Matt” I moaned out

He then went to my right nipples taking that one into his mouth as well

As he was doing that he slid his hand down to my waistband, and slowly slid his hand into my underwear snaking his hand to my pussy

“So wet” he said before licking my nipple and taking it back into his mouth

I just mewled at this feeling so fucking good

He slowly started to rub my clit and then switched to my left nipple

“Matt this feels so good keep going” I said running my hands through his hair

He slowly slid his middle finger into my pussy stretching me out, and causing me to gasp at the feeling, slowly pumping his finger in and out of me. About two minutes later he add his ring finger in

“FUCK” I yelled out

“SHHHH” he says laughing and covering my mouth

“SORRY” I said laughing with him

He kept fingering me for a good two minutes before I stopped him

“Baby I need more” I said looking into his eyes, and he nodded

Matt removed his pants and boxers, and the removed my pants and underwear

“Spit” he said holding his hand out, so I did

He then brought his hand down to his dick slowly stroking it

“I could cum right now” he says rolling his eyes back

Once he got his dick wet he then came down and licked a strip up my pussy

“Oh my god” I said shuddering

He slowly slid his dick in, us gasping as he pushed in further

“Alright we have to be really quiet” he said bottoming out

“Yes baby anything for you” I said nodding

“Good” he said and slowly started to thrust into me

Matt was pounding into me and I’m sure the whole house was hearing it if they were out in the living room

“Fuck Matt” I said clenching down onto him

“Keep doing that baby, and I won’t make it much longer” he said as he thrusted into me

Matt then turned me onto my left side lifting my right leg up and started to pound into me

“FUCKKK MATT” I screamed out

“SHUT UP” he said and smacked my ass

“I’m sorry it feels so good” I said with my eyes shut and my brows furrowed

Matt kept thrusting into me harder and faster, and I’m sure everyone had to hear us fucking at this point

“Fuck Matt I’m gonna cum” I said

And he brought his hand down to my clit using his thumb to rub the sensitive bundle

“SHIIIITTT” I moaned out clenching down on him harder

“Come on baby give it to me” he said thrusting harder

Matt started to rub harder and pound into me harder

“IM CUMMING IM CUMMING” I yelled out and clenched down on him as I came all over him. My thighs shaking and my knees bending as my toes pointed…..this was the most intense orgasm of my life

“Matt Matt Matt” I said as I was still coming down from my high

He let me ride out my high, and then pulled out of me stroking his dick, and cumming all over my pelvic bone and lower stomach

His lower abdomen constricting and his body shuddering forward

“Fuck fuck fuck” he said as he rode out his high

He went and grabbed a wet towel to wipe me down

“Lets shower baby” Matt said

“I agree, and maybe round 2 in the shower” I said winking at him

“I’m do-“ before he could finish his sentence we were cut off

There was banging on my ceiling coming from upstairs….Nicks room

“STOP FUCKING WEVE HEARD ENOUGH” we heard Nick yell through the vents

“SORRY” we screamed back

“IM FUCKING SCARRED” we heard Chris yell back

“WERE SORRY WERE HEADING TO FUCK IN THE SHOWER NOW” Matt yelled and I smacked him

“FUCK YOU GUYS! YOURE SICK” Nick yelled back

We ended up laughing, and heading over to the shower.

The End

Hope yall enjoyed this one too, and I’m about to start my last request and then I’m going to post my own ideas for imagines🖤🖤🤭

-J💅🏽

[operationslipperypuppet]

a small, slightly strange, slightly devastating hardwon and moonshine treat for @stone-stars as part of @naddpodgifting.

Transcript:

This is a series of clips edited together, skipping some moments in certain episodes. Skips ahead will be marked with line breaks. The episodes used, in order, are C1E99, C1E100, C1E57, C1E99, C1E92, C3E41, C3E41, and C1E99. Used throughout are lines from "If We Were Vampires" by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit. Those lyrics are in bold.

If we were vampires and death was a joke Moonshine (Emily): How long do half-elves live? We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke Hardwon (Jake): And I wanna keep on living in that world. I wanna be a part of the Crick. I, I just wanna live next door to, to Ol' Cobb, I wanna learn from Maw Maw. [Emily gasps] Hardwon: And, hell, I wanna keep hanging out with you, so... Moonshine [overlapping]: It - Hardwon: If you'll find me a stump. -- Moonshine: Hardwon, I promise, you are gonna love our lazy afternoons and our rowdy evenings. [Caldwell laughs] Hardwon: I truly can't wait. Moonshine (/Emily): I give him a big hug. Hardwon (/Jake) [slightly choked up]: I hug her back. Laugh at all the lovers and their plans Jake (/Hardwon): I'm going to kiss Moonshine. [Murph gasps] -- Murph: Um - Hardwon: You're beautiful, is all I'm trying to say. [Emily laughs] -- Queen Ezra (Murph): Oh, you think you can save her. Hardwon: I think she can save herself. I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand Hardwon: It doesn't matter how I feel about Moonshine, cause she's gonna do whatever the hell she wants anyway, and that's, that's one of the reasons why I fuckin' worship her. Maybe time running out is a gift Hardwon: Wait a second, no, hit me. Murph [overlapping at the beginning]: [points at] Moonshine, and is going to cast Power Word Kill -- Jake (/Hardwon): I just run over to Moonshine with the, with the book, and even if it doesn't do anything I'd at least like to kneel down there and, uh, sob quietly. [Caldwell laughs] Hardwon: You like these, right? [Caldwell laughs louder] Hardwon: Read this book. Read, read that. And wake up. -- Murph: Uh, you see her fungal form, uhhh, falls apart around her - Hardwon [overlapping for the rest of the statement]: No no no no no no Murph: - like a dead flower losing its petals Hardwon: no no, no no no. -- Hardwon: Bring her back, and I'll come. Bring her back. I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift Moonshine [over static]: So, I think, if, I don't know where you went to, but if, if you can come back? Things, things are bad. I, I think we've only got maybe another week. Oh, I, oh, I - I gotta go. Hardwon, please! And give you every second I can find Hardwon: Moonshine, I'm - I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I left, but that's - that's not important. I'm - I hear you. I'm coming, girl. -- Moonshine [over static]: Hardwon, it's damn good to hear your voice. And it'll be even better to see your face. Get here. And hope it isn't me who's left behind. Moonshine: I guess, if I'm being honest, I just don't know what it's gonna be like to know Bahumia without Hardwon Surefoot. [voice breaking] And there's a part of me that doesn't wanna find out what that feels like.

[piratefishmama]

For dialogue prompts #6 with Steddie pls!!!!

Writing Prompts | No longer accepting new prompts

06.  “I don’t know if I want to know the answer, but what are you doing?”

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“I don’t know if I want to know the answer, but what are you doing?” Steve startled upright at the voice behind him, turning, his hands and the thing within them flying behind his back out of sight, he found himself looking a little downward to the judgmental gaze of two of the three members of Corroded Coffin. The one in the middle, Gareth, being the one who’d spoken.

How did he, the King of Hawkins High know of Corroded Coffin pray tell? Not important. Definitely wasn’t the painful crush he had on their magnanimous ring leader that’d had him lingering incognito at a gig at The Hideout every now and then despite it definitely not being his scene. Definitely wasn’t that. It wasn’t like he had clothes hidden in the guest room’s loft space so he could attend those gigs and blend in for that exact reason, definitely wasn’t THAT.

“Uhhh... nothing.” Nothing. Gareth raised a single brow. Nothing. “Seriously, man, nothing. What’s it to you anyway?”

“That’s Eddie’s locker, dude. He’s our friend. The hell are you doing at it? Were you trying to break in or something?”

“No” well that was believable. Fuck, why didn’t he get one of the little buttheads to do this. It’d have been easier for them! Nobody knew who they were, would have probably been mistaken for random freshmen. His face was known. He was known in Hawkins High, and he really hadn’t thought that anyone would still be there that late in the evening.

Stupid nerd clubs running late.

“Alright, I changed my mind, I absolutely do know that I wanna know the answer. What the hell are you doing to Eddie’s locker, and don’t say nothing cause I saw you fuckin with the lock, so what is it, Harrington? If this is some kind of practical joke, then cut it the fuck out, he’s never done shit to you, so leave him the fuck alone.” Maybe Eddie had verbally abused them from lunch tables once or twice, but he’d never messed with lockers or hurt any of them.

The basketball team definitely hadn’t shared his hesitance to declare war either, always doing shit unprovoked.

“I’m not—shit, I’m not doing anything bad, Jesus, could you just… I dunno… trust me? and not say anything to Eddie maybe, that you saw me here?” God he was so not sneaky, he was the worst possible ninja ever, the duo only looked more suspicious. “Ugh, look, it’s none of your actual business why I’m here, just… just move on, and uh… forget you saw me. please. I’ll buy you lunch for the next month.”

“Now that’s just extra suspicious” the other one piped up, Jeff the backup guitarist “you think our loyalty to our friend can be bought, Harrington? Cause it can’t, we can afford our own lunches.” Their parents paid for them basically. “So spill it, what do you have in your hands?”

“I have nothing in my hands, look. Im gonna go, I’m just gonna go, so lets just forget you saw me.”

“Or we could tell Eddie we saw you lurking at his locker so he c—”

“No!” Steve grabbed Gareth as the boy tried to start for the door, “No, nope, don’t do that. Why would you do that?”

“Cause you’re being really fucking suspicious and get off the threads, man.” Gareth shoved Steve’s hand away from his jacket “he has a right to know if he’s about to get punked. Especially if he hasn’t done anything to earn it.” Eddie could be pretty fuckin annoying at times sure, especially toward the basketball team, but he’d never done anything to Steve.  

“He’s not about to get punked, Jesus. That’s not—I wasn’t going to—that’s not it. Okay? It’s not. It’s just… I just—” Gareth’s eyes dipped down just in time to spot a box in Steve’s other hand, peeking out from behind his back, wrapped in red with black ribbon… his eyes narrowed “I just—” Steve was obviously grasping at straws, clearly about two seconds from panic if his tone was anything to go by, the choppy speech, the broken sentences.

Gift wrapped box. Sneakily snuck into Eddie’s locker. The date. The day it’d be tomorrow. Holy shit.

Jeff seemed to catch that lightbulb moment at the exact same moment as Gareth did because they both burst out with “It’s YOU!!” At the same time, clearly scaring the shit out of Steve who jumped back in surprise, back hitting the metal of the lockers.  

Gareth continued though “you’re the one that leaves him presents every holiday!! That’s you!” Steve’s eyes widened, clearly just about to deny any involvement when Gareth continued with “oh my god, that’s YOU?! Dude. Oh my god. Dude. Eddie’s gonna flip—”

“You can’t tell him, man” Jeff seemed to catch on quicker though, punching Gareth in the arm as if he’d done something wrong. “We can’t, that’s just… not right, dude.”

“Eddie’s not an asshole, Jeff, c’mon, he deserves to kno—"

“Nope. It’s not cool, man. Even if Eddie’s not an asshole, if Steve wants to tell him, then Steve can tell him, but until then? No. It’s not fair to take that choice from him. How would you feel if you were in his place?” Gareth seemed to consider that for a moment before his whole body deflated.

“Ugh, fine. You’re right, why are you right? Who said you could be the grown up, man, Jesus.” Gareth then turned back to the deer in headlights gaze of Steve Harrington “Alright, man. We won’t tell Eddie. He changed his combo to nine nine nine if you didn’t already know, but I swear if that’s not some real tasty chocolate or some other nice thing that’ll make him feel all gooey tomorrow, we tell Eddie exactly who left it there, and he can corner you himself, got it?”

“…Got it. You uh… you won’t tell anyone else… right?”

“Nah” Jeff answered for him “We don’t tell on our own people, man. Your secrets safe.”

“Thanks. M’not… like… fully, y’know… I’m just—It doesn’t matter, will you both just… I dunno, go? Not like… not like I’m not thrilled you’re being cool but—” he was nervous enough, he didn’t need an audience watching him do something he’d always managed to be sneaky as all hell with before. Someone had to spot him eventually.

“Heh, sure thing, man. But remember, if that’s not something that makes Eddie smile tomorrow, all niceties are off. Got it?” Steve nodded quick to Jeffs warning, which seemed to be enough, because the boy moved to push Gareth toward the doors, away from the scene of Steve’s little holiday crimes, leaving him there to finish up and disappear into the night back to his castle.

Both hopeful, and thankfully thrilled when they attended school the next day, to find Eddie, excitedly bouncing on his heels by his locker with a box of fancy homemade chocolates, a beautiful little dice bag in his hands, and Steve Harrington, barely visible in the throng of teens bustling through the hallways, trying very hard to remain inconspicuous as he watched the reaction from a distance, hope that Eddie liked his gift in his gaze so blatantly obvious even from a distance that they couldn't believe nobody had figured him out yet.

Someday. They figured. Given how determined Steve was to remember every single holiday... someday. They'd find each other properly someday. But until that day...

Eddie had a really cool new dicebag to show off to them.

[iamzer0]

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𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝙷𝚡𝙷 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟼

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚊, 𝙶𝚘𝚗, 𝙷𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚔𝚊, 𝙿𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚢(𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎)

(Hey guys sorry I haven’t been active it has been a ROUGH few days, to cut a long story short I’m back in therapy. You know what that means that means MORE UPDATES 💪 I’m doing better so I’m gonna try and update more love y’all so much ❤︎)

Life with the Zoldyck family surprisingly wasn’t as bad as staying with the phantom troupe. The Zoldycks weren’t openly threatening you but they gave you a look that said ‘try me and I’ll kill you’ type look.

It was low key creepy staying with them because of how quiet most of them were.

Kalluto was quiet and reserved but he always lingered around you, following you around. He is good at sneaking around but you being on edge all the time allows you to feel his presence.

Kikyo was how do I put this, smothering. She was always asking you questions and having you try on outfits and dresses. (even if you are a boy she’s making you try on dresses) She treated you like a doll it was VERY annoying.

Milluki never left his room and therefore never bothered you, but you did see him occasionally he always gave you a look.

Illumi was well strangely suffocating, not in a physical way he never touched you but his overall presence just feels a bit suffocating.

Zeno was chill, you thought he was cool. He would share stories with you about his past mission and such he was actually really nice to you. He even at first helped you train your nen.

Silva was a character, he had a glare like a mountain lion but treated you with kindness. He was nice to you but was always standing over you, watching you as if you were about to make a move.

You knew your curse was slowly infecting the family. You even for a split second considered staying cause of the luxury of their mansion but you knew it would only lead to more pain for you in the future.

So for the millionth time you created a plan, you knew that they would be almost impossible to escape, from their butlers to the cameras to the big fuckin wall of theirs escaping is virtually impossible.

So you decided to smooth talk your way out of here.

You were currently eating dinner with kikyo, Zeno, Kalluto and Illumi. Kikyo was ranting about various things. You had been poking at your food while lost in thought.

“Dear? hello? [reader]?” Kikyo said trying to get your attention. You snapped out of it and were greeted with them all staring directly at you.

“Huh what?..” you said confused. “Are you feeling alright dear?” Kikyo said putting her hand on your head checking for a fever.

“Yea just… distracted…” you said trying to find the words.

Kikyo didn’t seem to take this answer well she bombarded you with various questions.

You looked at Illumi desperate for him to do something to get his mom to stop but he just stared back blankly, same Kalluto except he just looked sad.

You then started at Zeno with pleading eyes, he seemed to get your message “maybe they’re just tired from all the stuff they’ve been doing today” Zeno said interrupting Kikyo.

In reality you hadn’t done much of anything today, just try on clothes, walk with Kalluto, talk with Illumi about his upcoming mission and talk with Zeno. It was a mostly uneventful day.

But you simply nodded in agreement and left it at that.

Kikyo sent you off to bed, while walking away you turned to Zeno and mouthed a thank you. He simply nodded.

You laid in bed restless, you had been up thinking about what to say and who to say it to. You needed to leave before this infamous batch of assassins got to protective.

You decided you needed to talk with the head off the house, Silva. You got up and attempted to leave your bedroom, key word attempted.

You got stopped by the butlers immediately. You started struggling “lemme go! I have to uhhh bathroom!” You said frantically.

“Let them go” Illumi said from behind you the butlers paused. You could have sworn you say fear on their faces.

They dropped you, you told Illumi you needed to talk with Silva and it was very important. You said some lie bout the phantom troupe and he let you pass.

The hallway was long and dark the butlers eyed you like you were the scum of the earth. Finally you got to Silvas room.

You knocked 3 times announcing it was you. The door creaked open and you slowly shuffled in.

He was sat on a bed of pillows, his room was strange.

He invited you to sit, you explained your predicament with the whole nen curse thing. “And i can get the curse removed but only my friend knows how to, it’s kinda an unknown thing so like she’s the only one who can do it.” You said trying to sound as convincing as possible.

You had also maybe told Silva that the curse was slowly killing you. In your defense this might have been the only way he would let you leave.

You hadn’t lied, just bent the truth a little. “I see” was all Silva said he thought for a moment on what to say.

“I’ve noticed your nen there is something wrong with it, you may leave to have the curse removed.” He said calmly.

“Really?!” You said excepting for him to say no.

“Yes, but after the curse is removed you are to return to us at once.” He said with a hint of sadness.

“Thank u thank u!!” You said happily. “You may leave tomorrow morning” he said closing his eyes he seems to be thinking quite intensely.

You slept happy that night. You got up bright and early, you snuck out of your room tiptoeing as to not wake the others.

You ran into Kalluto on your way down the hallway. “We’re are you going?” He said with genuine curiosity. “Oh hi?.. I’m going through something pretty bad right now and I need to leave to get cured of something that is plaguing me” you said trying to sound professional.

He didn’t say anything, you just sorta left he watched you as you walked down the stairs slowly.

You passed by Zeno on your way out. You looked at him and he nodded as if to say goodbye.

“HOW COULD HE LET THEM LEAVE LIKE THAT!” Kikyo said running around the house frantically. “WHAT IF THEY GET HURT?! Oh it just isn’t fair!” She said crying.

She had gotten quite attached to you.

“What if they are lying” Illumi said to his father, “they were telling the truth there is a curse attached to them” Silva said in his usual calm voice.

“What if they don’t return” Illumi said despite his calm demeanor he was mad you left. “We can get them back easily” Silva said.

“Ah sweet freedom” you said enjoying the sunshine. You needed to find Bisky and find a way to get this stupid nen curse out of you.

You took several trains and a blimp back to were you had last met bisky. You walked towards the direction of her house.

“[reader]?!” You whipped you head around and found Bisky standing there. She ran up to you giving you a hug. “I thought they kidnapped you!” She said softly.

After a heart felt reunion, you and Bisky sat down at a coffee shop table together. She told you about something that might help you.

“I’m not positive it will work but it’s worth a try” she said drinking her coffee.

“There’s this game greed island have you heard of it?” Bisky said. “Oh yea I know what you are talking about! It’s that game you can go in right?” You said almost happy.

“Yes! Look at the auction this guy bought it and he’s looking for contestants to play it, whoever completes the game takes home 3 cards from the game with them!” Bisky said now exited.

“It’s all really interesting but as I was saying there’s this card angels breath it’s a healing card maybe if we go into the game and find angels breath it can heal you of your curse!” She said now incredibly excited.

“You think it will work?” You said hopeful.

“We have to try, first of all do you have a hunters license?” Bisky said “yea I earned it a little while ago it was rough but totally worth it” you said proud of your accomplishment (for those that haven’t read my other parts, reader meets the boys in heaven arena so that means you got your license by yourself)

“Good good because to even have a chance you need a license”

After eating y’all left towards the building Bisky said would get y’all in the game. Of course the guards didn’t take you seriously but a beating and showing of y’all licenses was enough to get y’all in.

The guys that bought all the copy’s of the games, interviewed y’all and eventually y’all were let in.

Everything was going smoothly a bit too smooth.

As y’all waited in the room guess who you spotted or rather they spotted you.

None other than Gon and Killua, Gon practicly jumped on you. “[READER]!!!!!” He screamed as he tackled you.

Of fucking course you thought.

They bombarded you with so many questions it made Kikyos question look like a breath of fresh air.

They held onto you so tightly it was impossible to breath. You started thrashing and screaming, guards rushed over and threatened the boys that they would be kicked out.

The guards stood between you and the monsters, they started arguing with the guards saying that you were their sibling and they had a right to talk to you.

You simply ran back to biskys side(she wa sin the bathroom so she didn’t see them jump on you)

“Are you alright?” Bisky said concerned “yea I’m fine…” you said keeping your head down as some strange attempt to make yourself small.

The guards explained the rules and how the game works the entire time the boys were staring at you intently.

A quick rock paper scissors game happened to see who would go in first. Gon of course won, you had placed 17th and bisky was 16th she said she would wait for you.

As you entered the game you met a weird lady that let you know the jist of how the game works and off you went. You landed and almost instantly grabbed biskys hand and ran. Lucky for you Gon was occupied with some random guy that was talking to him.

Luck seems to hate and love you.

All you could do was hope Bisky was right, what wonders await you here?

That’s all for today I want to right more but I’m so tired rn so I’ll try and update y’all tomorrow. Love you all bye bye(p.s sorry if there are spelling mistakes my phone hates me)♡´･ᴗ･`♡

[superkirbylover]

I can't believe no one has suggested pony Peppino and Rainbow dash have a race. I know that Dash will more likely win in a normal race, but if it was like a level of Pizza Tower then Peppino would totally win.

trust me, you're not the only ask i've gotten about it

i could see this being like, peppino REALLY not wanting to actually take up the offer to race because he'd rather just be doing his job. but at the same time seeing somepony be really interested in his skills outside of pizza is kind of flattering... maybe he finally accepts it later after a few days and dash is fucking stunned at his show of skill. like they come really close, and maybe peppino fuckin beats her not because of speed (though it comes really close) but because he's able to act quickly on his hooves. moral of the story is uhhh don't judge a pizza by its box

also i just realized. i don't even need to come up with a pony name for peppino, do i? his fucking name, "peppino spaghetti" sounds so fucking ridiculous already. it already sounds like the name of an italian who make-a da pizza. that's fucked up

same with gustavo actually... probably could tack a last name onto him. who knows

[usoppinggg]

(hiiii sorry in advance if this is uhhh hard to understand? im not great at putting it into words lol,,,,)

i saw the post abt re-reading syrup village arc and it made me eager to re-read it myself and like i finished it a few hours ago and. i dont think im ever gonna get over the extremely obvious tones of like. priviledge and how it effects different ppl and how sumtimes it effects how you see other ppl and who your more willing to trust (yes this is in regards to kaya)

BECUASE. AUGH. the slap....... the moment kaya slaps usopp........... after EVERYTHING after he goes to see her day after day and makes her smile and proves again and again all he wants is to see her happy and be her friend and use his lies to weave interesting stories and be remembered. and it doesnt matter because kaya believed kuro (a privileged rich white person like her) over usopp (an under-privileged poc who was widely looked down upon in the community) OUGHHH. OUGHH..... ill never get over it,,,,,,,,,,,,, like i understand she came around in the end BUT THE IMPLICATIONS,,, THE WAY IT ALL GOES DOWN. idk maybe im just insane and projecting but its soooo fuckin. it speaks so much and it makes me just. so sad and angry and i hate her but i love her also (hate that she did that, love her generally lol). anyways i rlly love the syrup village arc it makes me fucking insane and i hope you have an amazing day<333333

Thank you for this because even before that post came on my dash I was thinking about how mad I was that all of Usopp's friends on Syrup were so quick to turn on him!

It's funny though because like, undercover Kuro doesn't even have (his own) privilege. Before his secret came out, Kuro had nothing. He ended up on Syrup with nothing but his fabricated sob story. Any and all privilege he may have had was granted to him by Kaya and her family when they took him in and hired him, and he was able to build his reputation because of that.

His image as a polite, responsible, well-off butler was juxtaposed with Usopp's reputation as a poor, trouble-making orphan. Kuro continued to sew seeds of doubt in Kaya's mind regarding Usopp's bad influence on her, which I think is what ultimately led Kaya to doubt Usopp during that dire moment.

I try to give Kaya the benefit of the doubt when it comes to her betrayal of Usopp because she was young, depressed, and manipulated, but I find it very difficult to do so. We know that Kaya has fond memories of Kuro and they presumably spent a lot of time together as he cared for her. But still, I can't imagine how that relationship could've been more important to her than her relationship with Usopp.

Usopp is her age and (as far as we know) her only friend! He came by day after day to tell her stories to lift her spirits! She was literally worrying herself into sickness, so Usopp's stories prevented her from getting even sicker. She even argued with Kuro when he spoke poorly of Usopp when she wanted him to visit! All of this points to their close friendship, and yet she was so quick to assume the worst of him when Usopp was trying to warn her of Kuro's plan to kill her. She was so angry that she slapped him. It's so unfathomable to me even now, and I remember how upset I was the first time I saw that scene. (She was able to slap Usopp when she thought he lied but was unable to shoot Kuro when her life was in immediate danger. I always found that interesting.)

Ultimately, I know that Kaya initially taking Kuro's side was all for the ~drama~ but as an Usopp stan, I can't help but be upset at her on his behalf. We all know that most of Usopp's "lies" are actually his dreams or are simply stories where he is the main character. He doesn't lie about important things. I think it's safe to assume that Kaya knew this given how long they'd been friends, and yet...........!

I'm sure that having Kaya (and the Veggie Pirates) disbelieve Usopp despite knowing him for so long was set up to contrast the way that Luffy and the others instantly knew what his plan was. But at the surface level, yeah, it just seems like Kaya valued the opinion of her privileged, fair-skinned butler over the words of her poor, dark-skinned friend, and it's so, so upsetting.

You said it well, I love Kaya, but I hate how she treated Usopp in this moment. The Syrup Village arc also makes me Insane so thank you for giving me a chance to ramble about it!

Feel free to hit up my inbox about any other One Piece thoughts, especially when Usopp is involved <3

[nkirukaj]

The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (15)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual implications

Genre: Angst/Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 5K

<Chapter 14

15. Stargazing

He’s a huge fan of ballroom dancing

asked me to dance during the hotel’s party

😱😱😱

what happened?

uhhh

he just breathed on my face??

😂😂😂

oh! he squeezed my waist when he dipped me

Oooh. didn’t know the RD was freaky 😉

good job.

“Spill,” Angel Dust trapped Voe in a corner

“Spill what?” She feigned innocence

“You know what! You fuckin’ Smiles?” 

“What?” She slipped out of the corner he had her in and started walking away “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t lie, Niffty told us she saw him go in your room and then heard moaning and shakin’ last night.”

She furrowed her brows and looked down “Niffty, what the fuck?”

She giggled maniacally “The noises help me sleep.” Her tone is eerie as hell

“Despite what Niffty may or may not have been eavesdropping to, I deny all claims I am being accused of. Besides, even if she did hear those things who say it was fucking?”

Angel looked around like she was an idiot “What else would y’all be doin’?”

“Maybe talking? If you wanna know so bad, you should ask him.”

“I am not asking Freaky Face about what he does with his dick!” He makes that last part a whisper

“Well then I guess you’re outta luck pal.” She shrugs 

Normally she’d have no issues discussing who she was fucking and how, but among the pillow talk, Alastor had outlined one specific request for her. 

“May I ask a favor of you, my dear?”

She turned her head to him as she lay on her stomach “Hmm?”

“I’m well aware of your tendency to gossip, but I require that you refrain from telling anyone about this, or any of these ‘excursions’ we will have.”

“Mhmm. Why? Are you ashamed of me?” She asks teasingly

He pokes out his nose, opening one eye “I believe that this is something intimate and there are some things you just shouldn’t discuss with others. We are the only ones who need to know about this, clear?”

“Alright,” she says before lulling off into sleep.

When she awoke, he and his clothes were gone. No trace of him ever having been there. She wondered how this day would go when she saw him. How would he act around her now? She was lowkey excited to see him, but it was Angel she ran into first.

“C’mon, I won’t tell nobody!” Angel tried to bargain with her

“There’s nothing to tell,” Voe crossed her arms and tried to keep her smirk down, but she wasn’t sure if she was succeeding

“You know what, whatever. It’ll slip. I’ll get you one day toots,”

She turns her back to him “Mhmm,”

“Or I could find out about it from somewhere else,”

“Uhuh, sure.”

Voe’s ears twitch wildly when she hears Alastor come down the stairs. His grin was wider than ever before, looking refreshed and well-rested, despite most likely not having slept. He stands tall as he reaches the parlor and approaches Charlie in conversation.

“Well well well, look who it is!” Angel turned to Voe “He looks different, wouldn’t you agree toots? A lot fresher and brighter huh?”

“Yes, indeed.”

She watched him past Angel where he was engrossed in his conversation with the princess. He kept stealing glances at her however, his eyes darting towards her direction on multiple occasions, and he adjusted his collar, adjusting his grin almost imperceptively to something more smug. Voe approaches the two of them with intention.

“Sorry Charlie, I need to borrow Alastor for a moment,” Voe interjects

“Oh, no problem!” Charlie goes over to the other side of the room

Alastor turns his attention to the doe, his smile turning playful “Good morning,”

“Good morning to you as well, sir!” Voe’s eyes brighten when she looks at him

His hands are placed squarely behind his back as he leans slightly forward “What is it that you need, my dear?”

“I seem to be missing a certain garment that I distinctly remember leaving on my bedroom floor.” she whispers “Any idea of where it might be?”

He puts his finger on his chin “And just why do you think that I would be aware of the location of that garment?”

“I just thought as the facility manager, you would make it your business to know what goes on in these halls…and in these rooms,”

“Unfortunately my dear, I seem to have let this one thing slip through my fingers. I am dreadfully sorry, I promise to do much better next time.”

She steps closer, her voice lowering in volume “I also figured you would know considering that your clothes were missing right along with it.”

“Why would my clothes be in your bedroom?”

Voe’s eyes and smile widen, thoroughly amused by this conversation. She gestures for him to bend down and he does “I never took you for a panty thief my good sir,” she smirks

“Whatever are you referring to my Belle?” His eyes glint with mischief “I do not recall any thievery on my part.” He leans in to whisper directly into her ear “I will say however, that if I were to be the culprit that..collected your undergarments, then it would not have been for the thrill of theft, but for their delectable scent.”

She was a little frustrated because that pair made her feel extra sexy, but also amused that he was that obsessed with how she smelled. 

“I don’t think Charlie would be happy to know that her facility manager is stealing from guests rooms,”

He leans forward on his cane “I also don’t think Charlie would be happy to know a certain guest is sleeping with her father,”

She gasps “Bite me,” she shot at him

“Careful my dear, I just might.” Alastor’s golden grin shined in the light

“Ugh, yes Daddy” Voe moans with absolutely no change in expression

“I swear they’re fuckin’” Angel whispered to Husker over at the bar

Husk has his back to the spider “Nah, boss doesn’t fuck,”

“There’s something different about ‘em can’t you see it?”

The cat glances over at the pair “All I see is a sick freak toying with his food. And the food’s too head over heels to notice.”

“Aww c’mon, he can’t possibly be changing?”

Husk stares at Angel, sliding him a drink, his expression not changing “She’s not that special. Nobody is.”

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Walking back to her room, Voe spots Niffty stabbing at the carpet, chasing after a particularly quick bug, and is completely overjoyed when she finally catches it. She laughed maniacally and didn’t seem to notice Voe standing and watching.

She approaches the little cyclops “Hi Niffty,”

She looks up, holding the bug on her needle “Hi Mommy!” she pants and waves the needle

“I haven’t checked in with you in a while. How are you?” she squats in front of the little demon, genuinely interested in her conversation

“I’m good. I got a bug! See?” she shows it to Voe

She smiles, backing away from the needle “Now you can it to your puppet show,”

“No! That’s old news! Now I’m making roach kabobs! For everyone!”

Voe purses her lips “Hmm. Can I ask you something?”

“No, I don’t do anything while you sleep! I just watch,” she waves her off

“Well, uh no. Not that. Now I’m definitely buying that padlock. But why did you tell Angel that you heard moaning and shaking in my room?”

“Because I did!”

“Right, but why did tell him that?”

She giggles “Why not?”

Voe sits on the floor “What did you think it was?”

“You having sexy times with a bad boy!”

“You mean, Lucifer?”

She taps her chin “There are lots of bad boys in Hell!”

“Who else do you call a bad boy?”

“Lots of people!”

“Like who?”

“Lucifer, Husk, Alastor. They’re all my bad boys!”

She tilts her head “Is that why you let him own you? Because he’s a bad boy?”

“No!”

“Why then?”

Niffty thinks for a few minutes “I have no idea!” she laughs “I don’t remember!”

Voe smiles “But he treats you well, yes?”

She nods “Yep! Alastor is very nice! He listens to me talk! Sometimes I climb on his head! Or I show him the bugs I’ve collected! But he won’t let me take some of his hair though,”

“How long have you known Alastor?”

“My entire life!”

“Hmm?”

Niffty nods “Mhmm! Forever and ever and ever!”

“And how do you feel about him?”

“He is the sweetest guy!”

“But he’s a bad boy?”

“Yeah…” she grins menacingly

Voe leans forward “How do you feel about me?”

“You’re wonderful Mommy!” Niffty hugs her leg

Voe puts her hand on the smaller woman’s back “Niffty, why do you call me Mommy?”

She perks up “Because Alastor is like dad! So you’re like Mom!”

“How so?”

“You argue and fight like you’re married, and you can’t stay away from each other!” Niffty crawls up her leg and bites it.

Voe only mildly reacts to the bite “Do you think I like Alastor?”

“No! I think he likes you! Just like my real Mom and Dad!” Niffty steps on Voe’s lap and rips out a piece of her hair

“Ah! FUCK!” Voe rubs her scalp

Niffty scampers off “For my collection! Good night Mommy!”

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“So are you actually not going to give them back?” she comes up behind Alastor as they both descend the stairs, her on a higher step

“Whatever do you mean?”

“You know what I mean, Alastor,”

His ears tilt back “I’m afraid I don’t, my dear”

“My panties Alastor! My panties!”

He turns around quickly and places a finger to his lips “Shh. Remember what I asked of you, my dear?”

She lowers her voice “You have to give them back eventually,”

“And why would that be? If I had them,”

She leans forward, closer to his face “They’ll stop smelling like me eventually. Then what will you do?”

“I suppose that if I had your undergarments, I could throw them out once they stopped smelling so fondly,”

She stomps “No! Give them back!” she pouts “That’s my sexy pair!”

“You don’t need undergarments to be sexy,” he waves her off

She runs in front of him “So I’m already sexy?” she winks

He fakes shock “You didn’t know?” he walks past

She blushes, running to keep up with him. “I talked to Niffty last night?”

“Mhmm?”

“She said you’re ‘like dad’ and that I’m ‘like mom’”

Alastor stops in his tracks and turns his head downward “And what else did she say?”

Voe suddenly felt a bit self-conscious, now directly under the demon’s gaze, which was strange given that they had now been past the point where they had seen each other naked.

It takes her a moment to gather her words “Just that we remind her of her real parents,” she told him

Alastor turns his head back up to look forward and says “Hmm,”

Oddly enough, though she had gone into the interaction with the intention of telling him everything, seeing his piercing gaze made her want to keep part of it to herself. Specifically, the part where Niffty said that he likes her. She didn’t want reality to come in and ruin it. She wanted to live, at least a little longer, with the idea that he liked her for a little while longer. She didn’t want to admit that she wanted him to like her, but she also didn’t want him to say something mean and shatter the glass so to speak, or hurt her feelings. So she let him walk away, content with her imagination, at least for now

“Hey, toots!” Angel ran up to her breathing slightly heavily, breaking her fantasy

She stands up straight “Yeah, what’s up?”

“I got something, that you gotta see!” He grabs her arm, not waiting for an answer, and drags her out of the hotel, down the hill, past the broken streets, the blazing sidewalks, and the raging turf wars to the center of Pentagram City. Once they reach it, he lets her arm go. Voe looks around and sees the same old violence and chaos as always.

“What Angel, I see this all the time,” she flattens her brows in frustration

He rolls his eyes “I know that you’re so close to the ground, but look up toots!”

She purses her lips but obliges to his instructions. Upon looking up she saw a tall building adorned with an ostentatious billboard atop it, the billboard reading ‘Respectless by Velvette’, on a white background, and to the right side was the photo of her from the photoshoot she had done with the other models, with her squatting in the pink two-piece with her back to the camera and her face turned towards it. On the right side was her posing with the hot pink whip. 

Voe was absolutely speechless staring at herself up there on that sign. She looked at Angel who grinned at her, then looked back at the billboard, she couldn’t believe this was real. A demon bumped into her when walking past and Angel yelled “Hey you walking into a celebrity here!” he pointed up to the billboard

She scoffs at first and then she sees Voe’s face and gasps “Are you Voe the Beau?”

“Yeah!” Voe answers almost more excited than she

“Can I get an autograph?”

“Yeah!” she looks around for something to write with and Angel materializes a marker

“Word to the wise, always carry a sharpie,” he winks at her “You’re gonna need it,”

The demon opens her jacket, implying that she wants Voe to sign her boobs and Voe does, her mind disconnected from her body as other demons stopped to stare and started walking up to her more and more of them asking for autographs and selfies.

The next two weeks were a blur. Suddenly she was everywhere and everyone wanted something from her. She was on the news, in the paper, on taxis in magazines, follower count blowing up, and brand deals on Sinstagram. If this was everything she could get just from telling her boss some little teeny facts about Alastor, then it was worth it. Even Alastor himself would agree that was a fair trade, she convinced herself. Her face was everywhere. She knew that it would all be fine, and it was a dream. HER dream and nothing could ruin it for her.

he hasn’t admitted to it yet, but i swear he stole my panties

ew creepy 

def telling Vox 😭

Voe didn’t know how to respond to that message, she’d meant it as something to laugh at, she didn’t see it as something creepy at all, but maybe she was wrong.

“Voe,” Alastor calls from the top of the stairs, she looks up from her phone to face him “I require your immediate assistance.”

Voe takes her time climbing up the stairs to him. “Yes?” She asks once she gets to him. He snaps, sending them to her room. 

She sighs “What do you need?”

She’s slammed against the wall and rushed with hands, lips, and teeth all over her body. Alastor wasted no time this go round, he knew what he needed and how to get it. 

There was no talking this time, only the sounds of wet slapping and heavy breathing. As she moans he slides his tongue into her open mouth and their lips collide, he swallows her loud moans, her kissing him back with her plump soft lips, mouths moving in sync. She grabs his hair as they kiss, needing something to hold onto while he went to town in her pussy.

He raises his head to growl “Vera…” in her ear and she grips his body tighter in response. 

Voe sits upright on the side of the bed, staring off into space. 

Alastor sneaks up behind her on the bed and leans down to her ear. “What’s wrong, my dear?” He breathes into it, caressing her arm, then diverting his attention and hands to her hair. 

Voe snaps out of her trance to say “You kissed me,” he is busy pulling her hair back from her shoulders. “You kissed me.” She repeats turning to look at him. 

“Oh, yes I suppose I did. Is there an issue?” He raises his brow, his red eyes piercing into hers. 

“You’ve never kissed me before,”

“Well sure I have!” He gestures wildly as he normally does “I kissed you on the hand when we first met!”

She turns completely around “On the lips asshole.“ she wanted to sound annoyed, but she couldn’t help but smile. “You kissed me on my lips. Multiple times,” she purses her lips “with tongue.” She accentuates the last word “I didn’t even know you knew how to do that.” She teases him 

“Well yes, I suppose that I do have some skills that others are unaware of. I am a bag of tricks”

She wasn’t listening to him at this point, his tone was that of a performance, and she wasn’t his target audience. 

“Why did you kiss me?”

“I wanted to see what it felt like.”

“And…”

“I would say that it’s one of the more…enjoyable things I’ve experienced.”

“So you liked it?”

It takes him a moment to answer “Yes.”

She crawls over to him on the bed “Come here,” she says

They lean into each other, lips pressing gently, then aggressively. Alastor grips her hair and Voe holds his chin as he slips his tongue into her mouth once more. When they pull apart Alastor smiles and says

“Yes. That was pleasant,”

“Have you ever thought about eating me?”

“What?”

“Well, you’re a cannibal, right? So have you ever thought about eating me?”

He ponders. “Yes,”

“Well, what stopped you?”

He flattens his brows “You’re much too pretty, my dear”

She laughs “You don’t eat me because I’m pretty?”

“Not just because you’re pretty. Because you’re too pretty. I can’t stand the idea of not having you to look at.”

“Have you ever thought that about anyone else?”

“No,”

She laughs “So you’ll look at attractive people and think ‘dinner’?”

Alastor turns over on his side “You’re thinking of it as if I consider people’s level of attractiveness when I seek to eat.”

“You considered mine,”

“Yes, but I’ve already explained that you are a special case. I do not seek attractive people when I am hungry, I seek who or whatever seems to satisfy my taste buds at the time, and I consider how hungry I am at the moment,”

“Do you also eat the meat raw?”

“Sometimes,” Alastor sits up “What about you?”

Voe raises her eyebrow “What do you mean?”

“Have you ever tasted human flesh?”

“No, it’s not on my palette, thanks.”

“You should, it’s quite delectable.”

“Yeah no, I’m good.”

“Your loss,”

She sits up with him “What exactly causes a person to decide that human flesh is their go-to meal?”

“It’s like trying a new food. Sometimes you see something that you think you might enjoy so you try it.”

“Yeah, but like why? Like, what about human flesh did you see and think ‘that might be worth a try’?” she imitates his accents

“I didn’t start cannibalism until I got to Hell. It was my sixth or seventh victim, and once you’re in Hell why not try anything?”

She purses her lips “Okay, fine. But why raw?”

“It’s got a certain satisfying slippery, slimy taste going down,”

Voe grimaces “That sounds disgusting,”

“Don’t knock it until you try it, my dear.”

She lets out a dissatisfied grunt.

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“He said that the raw meat has like a satisfying slippery feeling going down?” She offered, but the Vees rolled their eyes

“No offense love, but that’s not really news. There’s a whole town of cannibals down here in Hell, it’s not very interesting.” Velvette responded

“Do you have anything else?” Vox asked sounding on the brink of a breakdown

Valentino slivered next to her “Preferably something sexy,”

“For fuck’s sake Valentino can you stop being horny?” Velvette smacks her forehead

“No,” he wiggles his tongue at her

“I can’t believe this,” Vox starts pacing in a circle “All we asked for was some information on Alastor. I didn’t think that was SO DIFFICULT, but APPARENTLY IT IS! ARE YOU EVEN TRYING?” Vox rushes up to her face

She was startled, unable to respond by the amount of tension being up on her so quickly.

“HELLO? GOD, VELVETTE DID YOU BRING US AN IDIOT?!”

Velvette sighs “Ugh Vox, calm down! You’re giving me a headache. She’s not an idiot.” She turns to Voe “You’re telling me that you haven’t heard anything else? C’mon, now I’m vouching for you.”

Voe’s eyes dart between each of the Vees, she can feel them losing faith in her, thinking she’s stupid or incapable. She can see all that she’s worked for, all that she’s dreamed of, disappearing, and she could think of nothing.

“THIS IS A WASTE OF TIME!!” Vox puts his hands on his head “If you stop being useful at this, maybe we can use you for something else. Val?” He glances at the moth, who grins in satisfaction.

Sweat dripped down all of Voe’s crevices, under her pits, her boobs, and even her cheeks. Her whole body was warm at the terrifying thought of being owned by Valentino.

“I remembered something,” She blurts out 

The Overlords turn to her as they wait for her word.

“The housekeeper, Niffty. I was talking to her and she said that she thinks he likes me!”

“Thinks or knows?” Vox leans into her personal space

She gulps as more sweat trickles down her face “He sniffs my panties!”

The room is quiet for a second or more, and then the Vees start laughing.

“Ohh, now I know why you’ve been holding back gossip!” Voe’s eyes widen “Do you like the Radio Demon?”

“No!” She answers quickly

Valentino cackles “Aww poor Alastor,” he purrs into her ear “You’re playing him like a fiddle,” he bites his lip “You’re a bad girl” he licks her hand “Never thought I’d pity the Radio Demon,”

“Yes nothing more poetic than a woman being the one to destroy a powerful man,” Velvette’s grin is far from innocent 

“Good girl,” Vox pats her head between her ears

“But if you mess up again,” Val turns her head to him “you’re all mine.”

“Fuck off Val, you all need to get out. Not you sweetie,” she holds Voe’s arm

When the men leave, Velvette turns to her “You alright? You look like you’ve had a fright,”

Voe nods wordlessly 

“Don’t worry about them,” Velvette cups her cheek “Just focus on your mission alright? I won’t let them take you away from me, okay babe?”

Voe nods along with her, so terrified of what would happen if she didn’t start talking this more seriously.

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“Voe! Someone’s at the door for you!” Charlie yelled 

She skips down the stairs up to the front door, taking a bag from the man who’s eyes widened upon the sight of her “Excellent,” she goes to close the door. “Wait,” the delivery demon stopped her “Aren’t you Voe the Beau?”

“Yeah,” she closes the door in his face. She looks into the bag “Amazing,” Voe starts walking back up to the stairs, making eye contact with Alastor and motioning for him to follow. He does, once he approaches her he speaks

“What’s that? More fan mail or gifts?”

She turns to him “It’s actually for you,” 

Alastor raises his eyebrows and reaches for the bag, which Voe pulls away from him. “You said this it was for me, my dear.”

“It is, but I guarantee that you’re going to want to be out of earshot of everyone else when you see what it is. Send us to my room”

He places his hand on her shoulder and does as she asks, once there he removes his hand.

“Sit.” She commands, and he obliges, turning his cane into nothingness. She turns his head to make him look in the mirror “Alastor. Look at yourself. You’re tall, dark, and very hot- at least by my standards” his large grin turns smug “You’re charming and enticing. A true gentleman.” She holds his chin “practically untouchable, and radiating power. That is why I like you. You are so close to being the perfect man.” She turns his face to make him look at her “But your breath smells…like…SHIT! It’s disgusting. Smells like a dead and rotting animal took a fucking dump on your tongue and then you swallowed it, and let it ruminate. You need to brush your fucking teeth and tongue. Hell, you need to swallow the whole fucking container of mouthwash. This is not debatable. And not up for discussion. You’re sexy as fuck, but I am not kissing you again until you take care of that!”  She thrusts the tools into his hands, and his grin becomes tense, stretching the limits of what counts as a smile. 

“We have a deal, my dear. You agreed to provide me with your company.”

“That doesn’t mean I have to kiss you. I can do that without even getting close to you.” She stood in front of him defiantly “Like, what’s your beef with oral hygiene? Geez, you’d be a lot more intimidating if your breath smelled good. But whatever, you can continue to stink if you like, but that means no more kissing.” She starts to walk away, leaving him staring after her. She turns to stare back at him with a smug grin, her words oozing with power “Your choice.” 

“Alright, my dear. You’ve twisted my arm.”

She shoves the bag into his hands, it’s filled with toothbrushes, toothpaste, floss, mouthwash, lip scrub, and moisturizer. He holds up the latter two things in confusion.

“What? Don’t give me that spiel about manliness. A well-groomed man is more attractive and an attractive man is more intimidating. I guarantee it. You want to send shivers down people’s spines? Brush them teeth!” He rolls his eyes “You can start now!” he exits her room with the bag in tow “Going to the bathroom I hope!” but he’s already gone, slammed the door and all. “Well, he took the stuff, that’s a good sign.”

She takes out her phone to text Velvette:

I just had to give Alastor a lesson on oral hygiene

😂

Voe heads down to bar to get herself another drink. She didn’t really drink this often while alive, but she loved to rub it into Husk that he was now obligated to make them for her. He groans when he sees her coming. She smiles at his reaction.

“You already know what I want cat man,”

Husker rolls his eyes and makes her the drink, sliding it to her forcefully, as if intentionally trying to spill it.

“Don’t do that, I wouldn’t want to have to tell your boss about you throwing a tantrum over a drink,” she tilts her head

“Calm down princess, your drink’s right there.”

“Still,” she takes a sip from it “You could’ve spilled it, and that’s not good at all.” She tsks the cat

The cat does not respond, returning to cleaning bottles as she watches him while sipping from the glass

“Was becoming a bartending cat your dream? Or did you just happen to be an alcoholic who knows how to mix drinks?”

“Did you come down here just to fuck with me?”

She thinks about the question “Yes,”

“You and Boss deserve each other,”

“What in Hell are you yapping about now cat?”

He slaps his paws on the counter “What I’m ‘yapping’ about is hearing about you and Boss fucking,”

Voe’s face drops “Where did you hear that?” she sips her drink, the rest of her body still

“Angel,”

She scoffs “Angel doesn’t know what he’s talking about,”

“And neither does Niffty?”

She looks up over her glasses “No,”

“Right. Like I said you two deserve each other. You and that sick bastard.”

She rims the glass “What’s it to you anyway?”

“Look everyone in this hotel knows that you and him are doing stuff together. Half of us just know you’re fucking and the other half can see for what it is. You trying to change and fix him into your ‘perfect toy’. It’s not gonna happen! Better find somebody else to make your new project. He is not the type to play house,” he looks away from her “Before you become his plaything,”

“He’s not a project! I’m not trying to fix him! Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe..” she slaps her hand on the bar counter “I like him fucked up?”

“But why?”

“Maybe I’m fucked up too?” 

He scoffs “You? Miss millions of followers?”

She crosses her arms “Yeah? What about it?”

“The only thing fucked up with you is that you like him,” he says cleaning the bottom of the glass

Voe leans on the bar counter “Y’all only see what I want you to see,”

“Uh huh, whatever,”

“At least I’m treated fairly,”

He laughs “You think the Vees are treating you fairly? They’re giving you what you want because you’re giving them what they want.”

She squints her eyes “How do you know?”

“You’re the only fool who doesn’t know about the Vees and decided to go and work for ‘em. You think you’re so smart but you’re not. You’re just a dumb kid who thinks she’s better than everyone else.”

“I am not dumb, nor a kid.”

“Could’ve fooled me,”

She laughs dryly “Yeah well, it’s easy to fool an alcoholic,”

Husk gives her the side eye as if responding to her would be beneath him.

“What?!”

He smirks at her “What what?”

“Why are you looking at me like that??”

“What’s the matter? You can stare at people, but I can’t stare at you?”

She purses her lips “I don’t like how you’re looking at me,”

“Aw,”

Voe slides the glass across the counter, hearing it shatter on the floor “Oops,” she says walking away from the bar.

She lies on the bed in her room, covering herself with a blanket. Even when she put the cover over the top of her head, she couldn’t help but feel so naked and vulnerable. It was uncomfortable, almost painful. She never ever wanted to feel that way again.

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