#world: ant island

[muses-of-the-memory]

Happy 26th Anniversary, A Bug's Life!

Happy 26th Anniversary to Disney Pixar's A Bug's Life.

It has now been 26 years since Flik the Ant had saved his colony from Hopper's tyranny.

He went to go get help, Heimlich, Dim, Slim, Francis, Tuck and Roll only to recruit a team of circus bugs.

Despite the odds, they, Flik, Princess Atta, the Circus Bugs, and Dot were able to scare away the Grasshoppers, and free the other ants from oppression.

I'm thinking of adding him and characters from this childhood movie into my muselist.

[headfullof-ideas]

HELP I JUST CAME UP WITH ANOTHER ANT!ANGST PROMPT-

[stingray-art]

Giant Spider Toad

For @greedislandchallenge card #01 - Patch of Forest

The entrance to the giant forest called the "Mountain God's Garden," where many unique endemic species live. They are all tame and friendly.

- Adult toads can grow to be between 2.5 and 4 feet long, depending on the weather and food conditions present in the year it takes for them to reach maturity.

- Carnivorous, eats small/medium size mammals and small/medium size fish depending on the size and maturity of the toad, as well as prey population.

- No teeth, but a strong jaw and a tongue with hooked barbs. When hunting, it catches its prey with its tongue and “reels it in” to its mouth with the help of its front-most appendages. Paralyzes prey inside its mouth with sedative saliva. Digests prey alive, slowly inside body. Depending on the size and nutritional value of the prey, may go a few weeks between meals.

- All eight eyes can move independently. This occurs most commonly when it is on guard against predators. All eight eyes typically point in the same direction when it is hunting.

[swallowtailed]

oh shit chimera ant arc

[antvnger]

((What were your thoughts on Ross' situation with the whole presidency and the reason why he became president?))

((You mean the adamantium? I was not prepared for that. And I never watched the Eternals, so the Celestial Island thing was a total surprise.

But the adamantium was a fun surprise, I’m not gonna lie. It was cool to see and finally have that included in the MCU.))

[starshine-selfships]

Will post snippets tomorrow but um um um did an astrology compatability chart for me and Pouf and it makes me very happy

[voguesriot]

SUNBURN ✹ luke castellan

( summary ) a social media au about chb’s fav couple (& their fav shitstirrer, aka percy jackson)

( pairing ) luke castellan x fem aphrodite cabin-coded!reader & small bits of baby percabeth

( notes ) first post ahhh!!! this was so fun to make

♫ Ant Pile by Dominic Fike

♡ liked by wisegirll , silenabeauregard , and others

yourusername my bf is hot but dominic fike if u wanna hmu i can ditch him it’s no biggie 😁🫶

lukecastellan EXCUSE ME

lukecastellan you already completed your rite of passage why do you need to break my heart 😔💔

yourusername want me to kiss that bruised ego better?

lukecastellan sigh… i guess…

seaweedbrain BOOO TOMATO TOMATO BOOOOO

seaweedbrain get his ass off my screen 🤣🤣

lukecastellan sparring arena. you and me. now.

groverunderwood bros rlly beefing with a 13 yr old

seaweedbrain the typa guy to tell me to kms bcs i voted him out in roblox total drama island

clarisselarue this would’ve been so much better without the second slide

yourusername no more like content from here on out 🙅‍♀️

lukecastellan wtf???

yourusername sorry babe i don’t argue with girls who have big brown eyes, whatever she wants she’s gonna get

silenabeauregard YOU LOOK SO CUTESY

yourusername I LOVE U 🥹❤️‍🩹

chrisrodriguez lukecastellan bro ik nobody else here fw you, but i’ll always fw you 💗

lukecastellan you’re a real one bro 👊

aphroditecamper1 u guys are so cute ☹️

♫ Babydoll by Dominic Fike

♡ liked by cbeckendorf , connorstroll , and others

lukecastellan yeah your girl might have a general grasp on battle strategies or whatever but can she bring an oddly unsettling vibe and a cute smile to the function? DIDNT THINK SO ‼️‼️‼️

seaweedbrain put a shirt on man nobody wants to be seeing all that trust 🙏

lukecastellan i wonder if your dad would’ve stayed if you weren’t such a hater

seaweedbrain i wonder if your dad wouldn’t have become the ten dollar founding father if you mom swallowed

yourusername woah…

seaweedbrain when he goes low i go LOWER

wisegirll too far percy

seaweedbrain sorry ma’am

clarisselarue this would’ve been so much better without the second slide

lukecastellan it’s my account???

clarisselarue i stand by what i said.

chrisrodriguez yk i can bring an oddly unsettling vibe too and my ma said my smiles pretty cute so…

yourusername yeah you bring such a crazy vibe!!

chrisrodriguez now that’s just rude

yourusername tried to be a homewrecker but you got wrecked instead 🤷‍♀️

wisegirll yourusername your lashes look so good!!!!

yourusername MY BABY THANK U I LOVE U UR MY FAV PERSON EVER

clarisselarue WTF???

silenabeauregard WTF?????

seaweedbrain WTF????

lukecastellan i’m used to this by now 😔💔🥀

♫ Woman Screaming #2 by Anton Hughes

♡ liked by wisegirll , racheledare , and others

seaweedbrain does he just not own a shirt… COVER YOUR BOOBS SIR PLEASE THERE ARE CHILDREN

lukecastellan why are you taking pics of us having a nap… fan behaviour icl

seaweedbrain i needed proof to file a police report against you for theft

lukecastellan how did you know??

seaweedbrain i was talking ab stealing my innocence but what were you thinking…

yourusername wait perce can you send me the second pic it’s so cute

yourusername send the first one too actually please

seaweedbrain pick yourself up you’re stronger than this what happened to women who stand on business 😔

yourusername i was standing!!! but then my feet hurt and he picked me up :)

seaweedbrain sigh

chrisrodriguez bros looking fine oh my gods

lukecastellan don’t matter if i’ve got a world of haters, i got you by my side

yourusername i’m just gonna leave…

clarisselarue yourusername just saying i’d never pull that shit

lukecastellan ok joke over ha ha funny

wisegirll percy this is a bit stalkerish 😭

seaweedbrain i’m sorry you’re right

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[sporesgalaxy]

hey I updated the Pierre Document. The document with all the information about which version of events I consider canon to Pierre. the Pierre document where i write down random shit all the time. that document.

posting this as im on the verge of passing out so i dont have time ti regret it yayyyyyyy

•••

Pierra's family are avid travelers, possible for mild-mannered citizens like them due to their home island Old Tool's status as a travel hub and their family history of working in the Marine shipbuilding and sailing industry. Thus, Pierra being taken along on a pleasure cruise with the rest of her family would be an unheard of luxury in most of the world, but it wasn't originally all that big a deal to Pierra.

Things took an unexpected turn after the cruise ship Pierra was on had already crossed the Grand Line (using sea prism stone technology) and entered the East Blue.

Since the East is supposedly the safest of the four blues, the hired Marine guards were lazy in their security measures, drinking and partying to congratulate themselves on crossing the Grand Line without incident.

Therefore the ship's protectors were woefully unprepared when the Buggy Pirates suddenly attacked! The Pirates were on their way to Reverse Mountain, and energized after reuniting with their captain and escaping Marine custody!

The pirate attack happened while Pierra was avoiding her family (and especially her mother) on a quiet part of the ship and quietlt spiralling into despair about how she has no idea what to do with her life. The terrifying pirate attack was almost a welcome distraction.

With no one she knew close at hand to worry about the safety of, Pierra's first instinct was to hide, and she was scared enough to employ the devil fruit powers she swore never to use in order to hide in an impossibly small space! This gambit backfired however, and to Pierra's acute horror, her hiding spot inside a crate of alcohol was taken aboard the Big Top as loot.

Pierra managed to stay hidden as a stowaway on the Bigtop for at least a couple of weeks. Then, the Buggy Pirates met Portugaz D. Ace, who managed to be the first person to notice the giant red centipede sneaking around the ship. Luckily for Pierra (who spur-of-the-moment decided to go by Pierre and "pretend" to be a guy), Ace is nice and believes Pierre when he says that he never meant to cause any trouble. And luckily for the Buggy Pirates, Pierre is down to his very core desperate for approval and has a lot of chitinous helping hands he's delighted to lend as long as you tell him he did a good job.

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Tiny Pierra lets ants crawl all over her. She watches them tear apart a dying grasshopper in the garden, piece by piece.

Pierra looks with wonder in her eyes at a rotting fish covered with maggots. At a dead baby bird that fell from its nest too soon. At a bag full of bloody ducks her father shot.

Pierra gets too upset sometimes, and too frightened frequently.

Pierra hides as often as possible.

When Pierra starts getting big, she wishes she was still small. She used to like squeezing into tight spaces; inside a box, under a small desk, under a bed. She doesn't fit anymore. Sometimes she feels like she's stopped fitting anywhere at all.

Pierra sneaks into other people's rooms when she's alone in the house, just to look around without disturbing anything. Just to hear the silence.

Pierra takes food she is not supposed to eat, just to get away with it. Just to test how far she can go without being noticed. Just to be unnoticed and forgotten on purpose, instead of as a reflex.

When Pierra is 16, she goes to the market with her mother. While her mother speaks to someone, Pierra breaks off a tiny piece of the most interesting fruit at the stand. No one notices her do it this time. Pierra chews and swallows the piece of fruit, and it tastes bad, but Pierra is pleased to have learned what it tastes like without permission.

Later that evening, alone in her room, Pierra thinks she is dreaming, or maybe losing her mind. She wonders half-heartedly if the fruit was poisonous and she is dying-- but she doesn't want to disturb anyone if she's wrong again.

So, she does what she always does when she thinks she is losing her mind: distracts herself and waits for it to pass.

It passes, eventually, but this won't be the last time. She learns that it's not madness, but the curse of a Devil. She learns she can't swim anymore. She prays for forgiveness. She tells nobody.

When Pierra gets too upset and admits it her mother a year later, she is begged never to transform again. To hide it forever, for her own safety. Human traffickers could be anywhere, her mother says, and Devil Fruit users fetch a high price. Pierra promises to keep hiding. Pierra wonders if it will be easier now, having someone who understands.

Pierra's mother goes back to acting like nothing ever happened. It doesn't get much easier.

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"It'll be okay," says Pierra's mother gently, drawing her daughter into her arms. Pierra wraps her arms around her mother as well, because she is supposed to.

"We'll figure this out..." her mother continues, "...we can fix this."

Pierra stares over her mother's shoulder as she feels the last remains of her hope crumble away in silence.

That's it, then. Despite everything, despite so many years of cyclical disappointment and pain... Pierra's mother would not give up on "fixing" her.

She and her mother had been repeating this painful exercise for Pierra's entire life. Over and over, every year, every month, every week, for as long as Pierra could remember.

Pierra is so tired of trying to be fixed. She is tired of trying to be something she isn't. She is tired, so so tired, of letting down people who see something in her.

She had hoped that after such a spectacular failure as this one, her mother might finally give up on fixing her. She had hoped that her mother might start trying to learn how to forgive her, instead.

That hope was gone now.

Now, Pierra can see that her mother will never stop waiting for someone less disappointing to take Pierra's place. Pierra can see that her mother's pity will always be directed at the less disappointing person Pierra is certain she can never be.

Wrapped in her mother's arms, Pierra has never felt more alone.

"We'll figure it out together," her mother adds, squeezing Pierra's shoulders tighter.

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Humans have to be taught everything. We're very good at learning. It's what we evolved to do.

Some animals have to be taught how to do things. How to hunt, where to go.

But many animals exhibit behaviors that are never taught to them.

Humans have a precious few. Holding our breath underwater, hanging on with our arms.

The less social the animal, the less learning it tends to do.

The more its behavior is ruled by instinct.

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Most Observation Haki users learn to tune out the auras of nonaggressive bugs, consciously or unconsciously.

Otherwise, their senses would be overwhelmed by spiritual "noise" from hundreds of tiny auras. The glut of information can make it harder to notice actual threats, and the easiest solution is to ignore typically irrelevant details-- i.e., bugs.

It's something like mentally tuning out the sound of cicadas in a forest when you are listening for a distinctive bird call.

In his centipede form, because of his skittish nature and typical lack of malicious intent paired with centipede instincts from his Zoan abilities, Pierre's aura usually registers as a genuine nonaggressive bug aura. It can therefore go easily overlooked, despite Pierre's large size.

Like if our proverbial birder was listening for bird calls, but Pierre was a bird whose call almost perfectly mimicked a cicada.

It takes a very skilled Observation Haki user and a very sharp mind to take in ALL auras in an area without tuning out small details like harmless bugs. To these sort of people, centipede Pierre can be detected just as well as anything else, and his large size will even cause him to stick out.

In the cicada metaphor, these people are sharp enough to identify any bird calls and count the number of cicadas calling at the same time. And Pierre sounds like a cicada...but not a species of cicada the expert listening recognizes. Thus, Pierre sticks out.

Pierre's attitude can also ruin his bug aura camoflauge. If he is too focused on anything besides his own survival, his aura ceases to be nonthreatening or buglike enough and he will no longer go overlooked.

For bird-Pierre, this would be like accidentally letting out a distinctly bird-ish squawk rather than the mimic-cicada call.

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B: [unlocking a chest] This poster better be the best thing since sliced bread or I am completely SCREW--

[Pierre is revealed to be inside the chest. Buggy gawks at him.]

P: I- I know how this looks!

P: But it's not the same as last time!! I'll leave as soon as I--!

B: [snotty, sobbing, frantically grabbing Pierre's shoulders] NO!!!!!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!!!

P: !!!! [Pierre is wide-eyed and speechless]

B: [stops sobbing] wait a second.

B: [shaking Pierre by his lapels, angry now] Where the HELL have you been, Chucklehead?!!!

P: [being comically shaken around too much to form a response]

B: I haven't seen you since we got arrested on--!!!

B: [stops shaking Pierre, squints at him] .....OHHHHH.

[Pierre has no idea whats going on, is still being grabbed by the lapels]

B: [angry smile] [lets go of P and crosses arms] I see what happened!!!!

B: [vindictive] The government took back your pardon because they abolished Warlords!

B: [pokes Pierre in the chest] So after two years of thinking you're BETTER than me,

[Pierre's eyes widen]

B: You had no choice but to come crawling back!!! [flicks Pierre's nose] GYAHAHAHAA!!!

B: [patting Pierre's head condescendingly] Don't worry Chucklehead, I won't make you grovel. Much. [mean grin]

P: Wait, what?! [earnest] I-I'm not-- I don't think I'm above you, Buggy!! That would be crazy!!

B: [smug aura cracks slightly] Eh?

P: [sheepish] I'm surprised you even remember my name! A famous pirate like you must meet so many amazing people, I didn't think I'd stick out at all...

[Buggy gets smug again, and a bit flustered]

B: Well, heh heh...

B: [remembers he's mad] Then why'd you ditch me?!!

P: I-I didn't ditch you!

B: Like hell!!! All the Buggy Pirates got pardoned when I became a warlord, but YOU never came back!!

P: Because I'm not a Buggy Pirate?! I was a stowaway!

B: [gawks again, like "are you serious??"]

P: ...you...wanted me to come back??

B: [dodging the question] YOU'RE DODGING THE QUESTION!!!

B: What were you even doing for th last two years that was so much better than ME-- MY CREW!!!!!!

[FLASHBACK PANEL: Pierre on the Snail. He is saying "No, Mom-- I-- I DO want to be here. The science is really interesting, I just--"]

P: ...Well, keheh... [drags hands down face] ...Ugh. Trust me, I did NOT wanna be there.

P: So, when the navy caught the Buggy Pirates, they saw my Devil Fruit power.

P: [before Buggy can ask] I know I told you I've had this since I was a kid, but I never used it before I was with you. It was always this big secret.

P: Anyways, I was really afraid that I'd get in trouble for hiding it, so I told them I got the Devil Fruit on your ship and that I was a hostage.

[Buggy squints at Pierre. It's a good thing Buggy likes him and is exactly as cowardly]

P: They believed it, and I was hoping they would just let me go home, but they really wanted my Zoan powers, so I ended up stuck with the Marines...

[FLASHBACK PANEL: Marine representative says "You've got a unique ability, Ms. Pierra. Opportunities like this shouldn't be wasted! Please, consider our offer, at least--" Pierre interrupts: "I'll do it." He looks terrified and miserable as he says it. What's his problem?]

P: And that's where I've been for...two whole years.

[FLASHBACK PANELS: Pierre thinking "I have to get out of here." "I hate this." "I can't do this anymore." Pierre talking on the snail again, "Yeah, I'll look into research positions." "No, I haven't looked yet." "I've been really busy..." "I just haven't gotten around to it." "I still wanna do something different."]

B: Okay. So how the hell did you end up in my closet???

P: Uh.

P: They sent me with the guys who were supposed to arrest you, actually, but I ditched them.

[FLASHBACK PANEL: Pierre is on a Marine ship looking miserable and indecisive. Suddenly it is chopped in half by Crocodile. Pierre survives by hiding in a barrel & manages to paddle ashore.]

B: And you snuck all the way in here? On an island full of bounty hunters??

P: [manic grin] ...I guess!

P: I'm kind of just trying to not die right now!

P: Thanks for not killing me, by the way! Kehaha!

B: Kill you?? Of COUUURSE not, Pierro-chan!!!

B: [claps Pierre on the back] Why would I kill my own PERSONAL bodyguard!!!

P: ........HUH?

[oonajaeadira]

That Awoooo Inside You, Pt. 3

Fandom: The Wild Robot / Fink the Fox

Pairing: Fink <3s OFC fox Farrah

Rating: G all the way, don’t worry. This is keeping in the world and disgustingly wholesome. Prolly too clean for tumbles 😆

Warnings: None. It’s for cuteness and for heart.

Summary: After the events of The Wild Robot, a new resident joins the island. She’s a little withdrawn and Fink finds out why. It's not what he expected.

A/N: The end of this chapter was partly inspired by @grogusmum. She knows what she did. And if she doesn't, it's illustrated afterward.

Thank you to everyone who enjoyed my very very fluffy--in all senses of the word--tale. I had to. I just had to.

PART 1, PART 2

“Hey-ey-ey,Greedy!” Fink laughed as he called out to Farrah, her tail and back feet hanging out of the hollow of a dead tree trunk. “Just because I gave you the first turn doesn’t mean you get to eat it all! I want some! My turn! My turn!”

Farrah backed out of the hollow and down the grey stump, honey sticking to her whiskers and snowy ear tips, her front paws covered in the golden goo. “Sorry! I got carried away! I’ve never had anything like it. There’s plenty left…I think…”

Distracted by the remnants on her paws, the white fox began to clean them up, eyes wide, still in awe of the sweetness Fink had introduced her to. It was almost a contest as to what was going to win his attention–the honey hive, or Farrah’s dainty licking–but like any fox, food won out and he was shoulders deep in the tree trunk before his heart had any say in the matter.

Once he was gorged on the stuff, Fink skittered his way out from the hollow and joined Farrah in the grass. It was her turn to wait while he cleaned his own paws, but being familiar with honey, he was far less of a mess than she had been. One, two, licks of his paws and then–

He hadn’t meant to do it, but he was a fox. He did foxy things. And that meant not thinking when it came to food. It wasn’t until Farrah was ducking away from him, putting some distance between them, that he realized what he’d done.

He’d instinctually gone to lick the honey off her ears. 

Now she crouched, cowered, alert, her bright eyes–one light, one dark–wide and peering back at him over her brush of a tail, and he could sense the spring that was building in her legs, her heart running as hard as her feet wanted to–

He was suddenly almost as scared as she was. “Sorry! I just– I only– your ears…” The only thing he could think to do was back up. Sit down. Her eyes were still moons in the white sky of her face.

After a couple of months on the island, she was still skittish, still easy to startle. Fink had done everything to make her feel at home, done everything he could do to show her she was under no threat here. She was quick to play with the raccoons and had even fallen asleep on Thorn’s big fat bear belly once or twice on a chilly evening.

But somehow, Fink still spooked her. Maybe he just saw it more since they spent so much time together. Or maybe he was too quick, too rough. Or maybe….

…maybe she didn’t want him to get close in that way.

He could feel his shoulders hunching, his ears drooping, and with them, he sensed a slackening of Farrah’s tension.

“Sorry, Fink, you just… I…” Stepping slowly, she stopped halfway to him and sat, nervous, avoiding his eye. “Guess I’m just a mess. I didn’t realize I still had hummy on my ears.”

Normally he would have laughed. They would have laughed together. “Honey.”

“Heh. Honey.”  A little breeze shifted the grass and Farrah made an attempt at a playful sneeze, but it was half-hearted. “You can…clean my ears if you want to…”

“It’s okay,” he smiled, just as half-heartedly. “You wanna go down to the shore and take a swim? I don’t want to be sticky all day. Ants.”

“Sure.”

She led the way now, more confident in her path about the island and he followed, although feeling as if he was dragging his heart behind him.

He remembered how much it hurt when Brightbill flew away for the winter, but it was a good hurt, because they would see each other again.

And he remembered how much it hurt when Roz left the island. That one hurt in a different way because he knew he may never see her again, but he had good memories, and he knew that he had friends and a good life because of what she did for them all.

But this was a hurt he didn’t recognize. It was like the hurt he used to feel when nobody wanted him around, the hurt he learned to ignore, the hurt he used in order to become clever and figure out the very best ways to get exactly what he wanted. Similar, but not the same. 

Because that pain was borne out of the rejection of everyone. Like sleeping on a bed of pinecones.

This ache could not be ignored or pushed away.

Being rejected by one special someone in particular, he was learning, was much worse, like sleeping on one particularly spiky pinecone.

With one, big jagged spike.

Pressing right against his heart.

“Look! Your favorite!” Farrah came trotting out of the water to him where he sat on shore, feebly scrubbing his paws in a tidepool, and laid a huge clam at his feet, its bulk almost too big for her smaller jaw. He nodded, but kept scrubbing. A crab scuttled past as a larger wave lazily slapped the rocks behind her, the water dull under a hazy, late spring sky. “Fink?”

The thought just fell out of his mouth. “You really never thought about finding a…a mate?”

Farrah blinked, eyes wide again. This time he could tell it wasn’t with the instinct to flee, but he could hear her heart racing all the same. “I… no. Where I’m from, nobody would take me.”

He wanted to run away, scared of what he was feeling, scared of what he might say, what she might say, what might happen to their friendship, but couldn’t stop himself. “But, you’re not there anymore. You’re here. And things are different here. Everyone’s a little different here and…and…just because you… your…” He couldn’t keep his tail from twitching, his claws making little arpeggios in the sand, his tongue babbling away without him, “I like your fur. It’s not practical but it’s beautiful, it catches the sun. It’s a part of you and I like you so you don’t have to worry about being different or the runt of the litter here. I think it’s a miracle you’ve made it, it means you’ve had to be strong and smart and you’re–”

“My fur?” A tilt of Farrah’s head showed initial confusion. “What’s wrong with my fur?” And then just the hint of her ears leaning back, a paw pushing at the sand as if bracing for a fight, her tail curling around herself again. “Who said I was a runt? I’ll have you know I was the second biggest kit of my litter.”

Now it was Fink’s turn to blink in surprise. “But.. no one said, it’s just… you are on the small side so I just thought you might–”

“Wait. Fink,” she calmed then, a realization breaking over her, her spine straightening, ears perking up. It was one of the rare moments they’d had together where he was able to look her in the eye and she didn’t back down, where suddenly she was allowing him in and he felt suddenly hopeful. Did she just hear what he said? Was she just realizing how he felt? Did she like him too? He swallowed hard, anticipating what she would say next.

It was much different than what he expected.

“Have you…never met a winter fox?”

The words pushed through him, trying to find a place to settle into meaning. “Winter? Fox?”

“Yeah. A snowy fox. Like me.” When he could only stare blankly, she smiled sadly. “Oh, Fink. There are different kinds of foxes where I’m from! I’m a winter fox. We’re all white like this and smaller than the forest foxes. We don’t usually mix with the forest foxes because…” here she looked down at her little white paws making a delicate triangle in the sand, “forrest foxes hunt winter foxes. They’re brutal predators. They..they eat us.”

Whaaaaaat??? “WOWWWUH,” Fink breathed, aghast at this breaking news, happy for her to have escaped that peril. “They sound like huge jerks. You’re better off here without ‘em.”

She lifted her head then and a light huff fell out of her, it was nervous and hesitant, and thinking she was laughing, he was momentarily proud of lightening her mood. Until she said, “Fink…you’re a forest fox.”

There would be few more profound moments in Fink’s life than standing on a shifting shore, learning that he had yet another fate in the world, an alternate place where he could have lived a completely different life, one that could be seen by someone other than himself. 

He sat in shock and looked at her. She was so small, so vulnerable. He himself was half again her size. She was fast, but he was faster and could easily outrun her and catch her if he wanted to. She would often bring him shellfish to open for her and then watch in something like awe as he crushed it easily in his jaws.

In hindsight, maybe it wasn’t awe. Perhaps it was horror.

He was starting to understand that his heart could break twice in one lifetime. Maybe twice in one day.

He needed time to stand still for a minute so he could gather his thoughts, fix this somehow, assure her that he wasn’t like the foxes she’d known, make her see, he wasn’t like the forest foxes that she’d known, he would never, if only the waves would stop crashing and the geese would stop honking–

Honking! The geese! The geese were returning! Brightbill!

Fink was up and turning on the spot, watching the incoming flock, but also agitated by the interruption, unable to stop himself. “Farrah, I… can you… can you hold that thought? I’m sorry, I just–” And without waiting for her, he ran. 

He couldn’t remember being faster, needing to run faster, faster, his blood rushing in his ears. The flock would land just down the shore near by and he found a spot close enough to the treeline so as not to spook the ones that didn’t know him, but still out on shore enough to be seen. And then he danced. 

He couldn’t help himself. Bounding in a circle, paws tap tapping the wet sand, he yelped like a pup in with its tail caught, and sure enough, an orange-tufted bird broke from the group and came straight for him, dive-bombing him out of the sky, goose and fox colliding in a poof of feathers and fur and rolling and laughter as Brightbill made a triumphant return to the island.

“Hey, buddy! You came back!”

The goose laughed. “It’s spring. Where else would I go?”

“Oh, I don’t know. You could fly anywhere. I’m sure there are tons of islands better than this one.”

“Yeah, but none of them have a Fink.”

Fink grinned, the familiar fondness for his friend doing some soothing work on his aching heart. “How was the trip?”

“Long. Who’s that?” Brightbill tipped his beak to the treeline, and Fink followed his gaze to the flash of white ducking behind a tree.

“Oh. She’s new. Farrah! Hey!” he called to her and her little face appeared around the trunk. “Brightbill’s home! Come meet the kid!” Trotting toward them, she looked warily side to side at the arriving population on the shore, and he lowered his voice to give the goose advice he couldn’t yet accept himself, “She washed up half-drowned a couple of months ago. Still kinda shy. Don’t take it personally.”

“Oh, that reminds me!” Brightbill turned to the crowd and honked, calling to a large, long-necked and ruffle-feathered gander who was chatting up a gaggle of ladies. The gander immediately turned and closed the distance, winging over to their little family group and settling next to them, much more gently than his mass would have led anyone to suppose. “This is my…ah… my nesting partner, Crusher.”

“Fink, yes?” Crusher honked, husky and low. “Charmed.”

“He’s joining us from another flock this year.”

Crusher chuckled and ribbed Brighbill. “Might stay forever at this rate.”

The smaller goose couldn’t help but blush. “You mind if he stays in the hut with me?”

Fink smiled, a rush of happiness for his little fledgling–all grown up–tempered only by the awkwardness every parent feels when they bring their sweetheart to visit. “Absolutely! You can have the best bed in the place.”

“What?” Brightbill flinched. “Your bed? Are you sure you’re Fink?”

Fink shrugged and leveled his shoulders, a smug smile tugging at his mouth. “What can I say? I’m a great guy. Fantastically generous. Full of surprises.”

“That last part’s true for sure.” Brightbill turned to Farrah. “I assume you’re responsible for this show-off’s drastic change in behavior?”

“Hey!” Fink protested, but Farrah laughed her wondrous, loud laugh and introductions and welcomes were made. He watched her as she warmed to his adopted family and before long they were trotting back to the hut, many of their friends there to meet them, having heard the flock arriving from the south.

The rest of the day had a general family reunion atmosphere. Thorn bumbled off into the trees and came back with an entire wild raspberry bush he’d yanked out of the ground, heavy with a spring crop. The raccoons brought up snails from the woods and clams from the beach. Pinktail brought in this season’s club of little rascals who all got a fast and low ride on Crusher’s back over the surrounding treetops. Before long, the fireflies were coming out, lighting up the grasses in the clearing around the hut and Thorn had started a warm fire inside.

It was there that Fink was listening intently to Crusher’s tale of home, the shoreline where he grew up. Since meeting Farrah, Fink had become increasingly interested in learning how different and yet the same so many other places were. It was like he learned something new about the world every day.

Like the fact that there were foxes in the world that were even bigger jerks than he was.

Or than he used to be.

He scanned the hut–quieter now as many of the young animals were nodding off and cuddling with their mamas who in turn were engaged in low, pleasant conversation by the light of the fire. At first he thought Farrah might have left, the crowd too much for her, but then he caught the moonlight glow of her fur through the doorway out in the clearing, Brightbill at her side. They were deep in conversation–Brightbill doing most of the talking and Farrah watching him intently–and Fink felt a little contented spark of loving happiness as he watched them bond.

After a while, Brightbill waddled into the hut toward Fink’s precious, beloved, grassy nest, drowsy and sighing. “It’s been a day. Did you really mean it? Can we bed down here?”

Fink sighed, pulling back the sass he was so accustomed to leaning on, just this once. “Yeah, kid. I mean it. You two have had a long journey. Take a load off. I’m just glad you’re home. You want me to shoo everyone out of here so you can sleep?”

“Nah,” the small goose shook his head, his eye wandering across the line of pictures Roz had created of him not so very long ago. “We’re used to sleeping in a crowd. And it’s nice to hear the voice of friends.”

Once Brightbill and Crusher were comfortable–heads tucked under wings, Crusher’s free wing almost completely covering the smaller goose–Fink wandered out into the clearing where Farrah sat under the stars. She was staring up at the moon as she often did on nights like this, most likely thinking about her family and how no matter the distance between them, they still had the same night sky.

“Mind if I sit?”

She didn’t flinch, didn’t turn to watch his every move, just kept watching the twinkling of the stars. “Not at all. It’s a nice night. Quiet. Calm.”

Mindful of what he now knew of her past, he kept his distance, but still where she could see him and feel safe just out of reach. Fink looked up to the big, silvery moon, round-faced and kind. It reminded him of a certain robot he once knew.

“He’s a great kid, clever and kind,” she said after a long silence. “You really raised him right.”

Fink scoffed and winked at the moon. “It wasn’t really me who raised him.”

“That’s not how he sees it. He thinks Roz was great, but she couldn’t have done it without you. You’re just as important to him that way. He told me so many stories.”

Digging at a spot in the ground, he did his best not to look too interested. “Yeah? Anything…good?”

She laughed then, softer than usual, but still winning the prize for his very favorite sound in the world. Standing, she came closer and Fink kept still, trying not to breathe too fast as she sat as his side, shoulder to shoulder. She was warm. She smelled like raspberries and snails and something else…something intoxicating. “Well, good enough.”

“So he convinced you I’m not going to eat you.”

“Something like that.”

Ah. He’d have to remember to thank the kid later.

“I’m sorry about earlier, Fink. I didn’t know you didn’t know about–”

“Why do you think nobody would have you?”

Farrah blinked up at him. “What?”

“You said where you were from, nobody would want you. I can’t imagine the kind of idiots you must have grown up around.”

She smiled then, a little sadly, turning her gaze to her paws. “My eyes. Nobody wants a mate with mismatched eyes. They assume I’m blind or can’t see as well as them, that because of it I wouldn’t be able to survive or I’d pass it down to their kits who'd have trouble surviving. It’s not true, but I don’t stand a chance against another vixen with matching eyes. That's nature. I just kind of accepted it.”

“Are you kidding me?” Fink gasped. “Your eyes? But they’re amazing! They’re one of my favorite things about you. They’re–” and then he faltered as she looked up hopefully at him, those bright eyes–one light and one dark–bewitching and so very distinct. And suddenly, all the fear and snark left him as he felt himself turning to pure, dopey goo. “--they’re…beautiful.”

She snuggled into his shoulder then, finally giving in, her tail coming to rest over his, wrapping herself around him. And he marveled at how fast a broken heart can heal up. As if it had never been hurt at all.

Yeah. He was really gonna have to thank that kid.

“I think I’d like to go curl up in bed,” she said, finally breaking free and turning back toward the hut where the warm orange light spilled over the snoring bulk of their bear friend and the nearby soft pile of sleeping geese. “You coming?”

“Ah, I gave my bed to the kids. I’ll probably just sleep in the grass tonight.”

She smiled, her eyes shining in the moonlight. “No you won’t. Not when there’s plenty of room in mine.”

He thought he wouldn’t be able to sleep for joy. Not with his kid home again. Not with all of his friends so close by. Not with his nose buried in the fur of Farrah’s shoulder or the curve of her slumbering body curled up around his own. Not with his heart beating as broadly as it was.

But he did. He slept. Soundly. And well.

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SERIES MASTERLIST

MAIN MASTERLIST

Fink and Farrah, illustration by @grogusmum

[artsyannierose]

Hii!! In response to your recent post: I know you asked for fic recs but what are some fics that you've enjoyed and could recommend?? Any weresonamy fics are ESPECIALLY appreciated LOL

FIC RECS ACTUALLY I’VE BEEN MEANING TO DO THIS FOR SOOOO LONGGGG

SonAmy Fic Recs!!

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Key:

✅ - Finished

❌ - Unfinished

☁️ - Fluff

💔 - Angst

🫂 - Comfort

🫶 - my favorites

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Oneshots ⬇️

Canon Compliant:

Canon compliant is like i can kind of see this happening even if its a bit of a stretch

Reaching Out - by overdoxicity ✅ 🫂 🫶

Have I mentioned that the Metal Virus is my all-time favorite Sonic storyline? Unsurprisingly I love a fic where Sonic comforts Amy in her distress about the whole situation.

This might as well be canon in my eyes

Amy’s Happy Place - by MakutaMatata ✅ ☁️ 🫶

Just Amy’s thoughts about being in Sonic’s arms SHES SO CUTE THEYRE SO CUTE AAAAAAA

The Cards Never Lie - by MakutaMatata ✅

Small fic riding on nostalgia where Amy decides to visit Little Planet but is interrupted by Eggman, but luckily a certain blue someone is there to fret about her

FLUFFF THEY’RE SO CUTEEE

The Test of Love: A Novelization - by BigKlingy ✅

As the title suggests, this fic is Sonic 06’s “Trial of Love” in the format of a novel, and I’m particularly fond of the way that Elise isn’t demonized, yet Sonic realizes how Amy is a perfect fit for him

Too bad he doesn’t remember any of it smh

Debí Haberme Decidido Antes - by BronySonicFan ✅

This is in Spanish, but for those who can read it, it’s Sonic inner thoughts regarding Amy whilst running around the Starfall Islands during the events of Sonic Frontiers, especially following those open world voicelines about her.

gossamer love - by shizuumi151 ✅ ☁️

Fluff fic where Sonic stays at Amy’s house to ride out a storm and with the amount of romantic tension and flirty banter they have you’d be convinced that they’re dating by now but ofc they’re not because we love torturing ourselves with “PLEASE JUST KISS ALREADY”

Unseen Passion - by FlashDriver ✅ ☁️ 🫶

A little heavy on the flirty Amy here but Amy finally gets those glasses that she honestly desperately needs, and Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles argue about which is the perfect view on Angel Island to show her first with her new glasses.

one rose-tinted morning - by shizuumi151 ✅ ☁️

Sonic surprises Amy on her birthday with quite a few sweet gifts.

more fluff (surprising that i have so much fluff on this rec list)

The Rains of Kronos Island - by MakutaMatata ✅ ☁️

Set right before the Core Four leave the Starfall Islands, Amy and Sonic finally get to share that umbrella…and a little heart-to-heart

more fluff nom nom nom

Silver the Shipper - by FlashDriver ✅ ☁️

Silver practically causes Sonic’s heart to go into insane tachycardia with the simple question “Do you love Amy Rose?”

insinuated silvaze

To Share That Umbrella (And Show The World My Love) - by WayPastChaos ✅

Short fic after Frontiers where Sonic musters up the guts to admit a few things to Amy before she leaves. Really short but still cute nonetheless.

A Measure of Trust - by FlashDriver ✅ ☁️

Maybe a bit OOC but I love my overtly doting Amy

Knux (and by knux i mean rouge) is having a costume party and Sonic’s just going to have to trust Amy to pick out a good costume for him.

Canon Divergent:

either there’s a kiss or it’s undeniably romantic in nature, or not something i see happening in canon

Fading - by bouquets ✅ 💔🫶🫶🫶

Probably my all time favorite SonAmy oneshot, a small, angsty one where Amy gets hurt on the battlefield and Sonic’s with her.

Sonic also thinks a bit more about his feelings about Amy but imo the way he perceives her in the beginning is so, so perfect.

Love You Like You Love Me - by RebieaZ ✅ ☁️ 🫶

Again, a fic about Amy returning from her spreading-love trip, and Sonic couldn’t be more thrilled to see her.

He’s also ready to finally admit a few things to her…and maybe give some other things a try

Rememberance - by Skyelara ✅

A little bit of a romanticization of Sonic and Amy’s past experiences together across different timelines, but with some sweet nothings thrown in there to sweeten the deal hehe

also i love it when they think the other is crazy for being willing to sacrifice themself for the other but would absolutely do the same

At The Edge of a Cliff - Luescris ✅ 🫂

The guilt of letting such horrible things happen by the hand of Eggman gets to Sonic, and Amy is the one to remind him of the hero her is to her, and to everyone else.

approximate proximity - by windwhisper ✅ ☁️

Sonic and Amy aren’t dating but if you looked at them you’d probably think they’re dating CAUSE THEY TOTALLY SHOULD

idw sonamy my beloved

The Red Thread of Fate - by Jouska_the_Deer (Angst and Alliums) ✅ ☁️

Anyone who knows me knows I’m a sucker for the whole red thread of fate trope (heck i made a whole dtiys about it)

Sonic planned to ask Amy out but instead gets dragged into a wild goose chase looking for the ancient matchmaker (which kinda ends up being a date in of itself) because Amy is tired of not knowing whether or not Sonic and her will ever be a thing.

Alternate Universe:

Serendipity - by KokoLockhart ✅ ☁️

Cute lil fic about Sonic running across a drenched Amy in the rain after having a horrible date, and he offers her an umbrella cause what’s SonAmy without umbrellas <3

Snapshot - by FlashDriver

Amelia Rose and her dad set out to find the mythical Blue Blur which everyone else thinks is a phony but ofc Amy and her dad don’t

idk if this is a full blown AU but its certainly interesting

Multi-Chapter ⬇️

Canon Compliant:

Steal You Away - by luigi-is-stellar ✅ 🫂🫶

One of the first sonamy fics i ever read if iirc, but it’s about what Sonic and Amy do in their downtime, or offscreen lol

Set during season 3 of sonic x, how i miss x sonamy…

i LOVE their banter in this, and Sonic is just SOOOO sweet to Amy i feel like my stomach contents are going to end up on the floor from how sweet he is and also how it all fits neatly into the inbetweens of each episode is stellar

Leftovers - by stagemanager ✅ 🫂

Becoming a werehog didn’t leave Sonic without lingering effects, and Amy and Tails are the ones to find that out

here’s ur weresonamy lol sorry i don’t think i have any more :(((

Canon Divergent:

Breaking Point: A Sonic Forces Rewrite - GoldRingsAm3 ✅ 💔 🫂 🫶

This isn’t necessarily a SonAmy centric fic, but there’s a good amount of SonAmy in it. The beginning follows Sonic and his awful experience in space during Sonic Forces, then later follows his recovery when his friends finally rescue him. Real cute how Amy wakes him up 👀

Sry i really like my angst and comfort fics

The Wind and The Rose - by Skyelara ❌

Collection of SonAmy drabbles for a 100 theme challenge, but they’re all adorable

little difficult to generalize a summary since they’re all pretty different

Sonic Boom:

Boom Boom Into My Heart - by gojos_favorite_girl ✅ ☁️

Who doesn’t love them some good ol’ boom sonamy

Fic in which they FINALLY get together, but not without the inevitable bickering and banter.

Alternate Universe:

What Was Stolen - by Beeextraordinary ❌ 💔 🫶

i’m sure every SonAmy fan has heard of this one by now but it doesn’t make it any less good

AU with Princess Amy training for a championship battle and she’s trained by delinquent thief Sonic with whom (whoopsie daisy) she falls in love with, and they’re trying to fight the unfair system imposed upon those like Sonic.

Her Blue Barista - by KokoLockhart ✅ ☁️ 🫶

Another one of my faves, a little meet-cute of overworked student Amy and barista Sonic, except he’s flirty asf and Amy can never help getting charmed by her blue blur in any universe <3

Enchanted - by trincie_sparkle ❌ ☁️

Both Amy and Sonic are performers, though Amy is a soloist and Sonic in a band with Tails and Knux. Sonic is selectively mute and has a difficult time talking with other people, but ends up opening up to Amy. Cute feels and romantic tension.

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My Fics:

Feel free to check out some of the stuff I write lol

Catching Up (with an umbrella) ✅ ☁️

Start of a series I’m working on where Sonic starts to seek out Amy’s attention much more than he used to

domestic sonamy, really

Night of a Rose, Chip, and a Werehog ✅ ☁️

this is OLD. REALLY OLD. but its kinda sorta coherent and cute so ig i’ll put it here pls don’t judge 🙏🙏

It’s just if Amy was in the short “Night of the Werehog”

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I’ll update this list regularly as I read and find more fics to add to my collection heheheehehe

I hope this is helpful!! Happy reading y’all <3

And please support all these wonderful authors who write these spectacular stories for free, they are the salt of this earth <333

[gremlinmodetweeker]

König AU Writing Masterlist

Masterlist

Konig Dump

Happy Tails:

KorTac decided to rent some space in a small animal adoption cafe to provide an animal therapy program for their agents. König came for the snacks.

Intro [1] [2] [3]

Summoned!CoD AU

Reader, or Summoner, was forced by the military to summon a beast of war to use in battle. Unfortunately, Summoner isn't great at controlling themselves, so they accidentally summoned a being far too powerful for any of you to control.

Intro

None of Your Shit

Ever Watchful

An Ant Among Men Among Gods Among Cosmos

Kiss the Ocean Kiss Yourself (First Kiss)

Accidental Meteor Showers

An Unexpected Appearance of Softness

A Question Best Left Unanswered

Sweets and Sours and Maggots

Circles of Stars in Cosmic Waltzes

Writhe Beneath Me

Silly Games for Silly People

A Step Through Time, A Step Closer

A Different Definition of Ash

In The Heart of My Mother I Laugh

Mistakes Meld Realities Together

Paper Trails Leave Bleeding Hearts

Extras

The Best Song for Summoned!CoD

Nice Kidnapper!König

To live is to suffer. Your existence feels meaningless, and you know that if you dropped off the face of the earth, nobody would remember your name. Your one chance of happiness was speaking to a nice masked man at a bar, but your 'friends' had cut off your time and stolen you away. Little did any of you know, he'd steal you back soon enough.

Intro [1] [2]

First Time Out of the Basement

Flickering Shadows Hide the Light

Cream and Honey and Thorns and Nettles

Ablutions with Acid

Carve the Fat

The Possibility of an Open Window

Do You Miss What You Had? Do You Miss Who I Was?

Long Pig

Read Me To Sleep, Let Me Drift Away

I Entered Daniel's Den and I Saw the Truth Before Me

A/B/O Universe #1

In a world where military soldiers are forcibly paired up with partners to produce more soldiers, König is paired with an omega O, and has to deal with the new changes in his life.

Intro

My Ever Empty Bed

An Olive Branch Among Thorns

Declivities

Two Can Play At That Game

To Market to Market to Buy a Fat Hog

Aren't You Tired Yet?

I Sit With You And Cry For What Could Have Been

The House is Burning, and Everyone is Laughing and Smiling [1] [2]

Kinktober

Ghostbusters AU:

Who ya gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS

New Recruit

A Conversation with Those Who Laugh at Death

You're a What Now?

Basement Bros

Infection!AU

You've managed an off-grid farm ever since you parents passed. It's been years, but you've endured the winters and grown to be an incredible homesteader. However, that was before the lights went out, and the barracks north of you went to shit.

Monster Trainer!Cod

Reader, code name Handler, is assigned by higher ups to be the Designated Operator of König, a rowdy and difficult-to-control jotunn/nachtkrappe shifter hybrid with a strange history of 'accidents' with his previous handlers. Your best bet to get by is to speak to others on base, but nobody is forthcoming with information.

Talking Heads Roll On Floors

Headaches Split my Skull, Stop Talking

Mischief and Mayhem

A Knot Undone Spills Forth Endless Possibilities

Break Down Build Up

Phantom of the Opera!AU

Inspired by a glorious ask, a version of Phantom of the Opera where König is our beloved phantom trying to save reader from the horrible fate of being seduced by a lover from the past with a dangerous agenda. König is a twisted man, but it takes a dark soul to recognize another, and so he will do whatever he can (from the shadows) to save his beloved songbird.

The ask the inspired it all

A Man Among Ruins

Lights Go Out I Wake Up

Cannibal King!AU

Taking place in the world of Sons of the Forest, reader is trapped on a remote island. Soon she is kidnapped by a cannibal king. Once by his side, she learns that life in the woods isn't as painful as expected, adn that humanity comes in many forms.

King Cannibal Conquer Quest

Rest Well Reign Strong

Fuck Me Like A Bitch So I May Love You More

Stars Whisper Prophecies into Waiting Wells

Sweet Like Honey Suckles, Bloody Like Venison

Look Into the Fire

Local Executioner!König

Living in a small village leads to a tight-knit community. When you father left to be an adventurer after your mother passed in childbirth, you were taken in by the village baker, your uncle. You always avoided the public executions, but your uncle gets sick and can't go out to market to sell his buns on the very day an execution is slotted. You must go, and there you find a cursed outsider who sparks your interest.

Carve Out a Place for Me to Sing

Hope is in Buns, Life is in Stars, Promises are in Vain (Pt 2)

Behind The Dew You Sing To Me (Pt 2) (Pt 3)

Cat Hybrid!KorTac

Horangi and König are sick and tired of roughing it on the streets. They were born and bred to be soldiers, but the batch of kittens that were meant to be made into KorTac's next greatest soldiers escaped into the city, they had to grow up on the streets. They made their little gang, but Horangi and König always wanted more. One day, reader comes along and finds two sick kittens on the street. Unable to stop herself, she brings them in and nurses them back to health. She immediately regrets her decisions.

Intro

Konig and Horangi Refs

Hunters

Horangi Wink

Horangi's Hoard Art

Meeting the Human Forms (First Time)

Cuddling Konig

Move comic

Food Quality Ask

Get Out of There! Comic

Devourer of Treats Ask

Child Locks Ask

Buzzing Static Burns The Silence Between My Ears (Ask)

Art from This Post

[devildomwriter]

Ten Manga I Think They’d Enjoy

Lucifer

He likes manga that reads like classic literature, dark stories, mysteries, psychological stories, and occasionally something sweet or cute

Monster, Devilman, Children of the Sea, A Country Without Humans, Doomsday With My Dog, Island in a Puddle, Erased, For the Kid I Saw In My Dreams, Innocent, Shonen Note

Mammon

He likes stories involving his personal hobbies like working on cars, gambling, etc. he also enjoys funny stories and secretly cute romances or relatable romances

The Brave-Tuber, Call of the Night, Fruits Basket, Life Lessons With Uramichi Oniisan, Initial D, Fairy Tail, Chio’s School Road, Gambling Apocolypse, Kakeguri, Prince Freya

Leviathan

Leviathan loves everything but he’s especially a fan of gaming manga, magical girls, monster girls, isekai, and the classics

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, Black Butler, Berserk, Darling in the Franxx, Dragon Goes House Hunting, I Want to Be A Wall, The Great Snake’s Bride, Puella Magi Madoka, Sailor Moon, Magical Girl Incident

Satan

Satan loves manga that reads like classical literature but he also loves stories about cats, dark mysteries, psychological stories and ones with characters he finds relatable

Chi’s Sweet Home, Ascendance of a Bookworm, Ex-Yakuza and Stray Kitten, Evil Secret Society of Cats, I Am a Cat Barista, Case Closed, Night of the Living Cat, Natsume’s Book of Friends, Summertime Rendering, The Promised Neverland

Asmodeus

Asmodeus mostly enjoys romance whether it’s cute and fluffy or extremely erotic

Ouran High School Host Club, Lovesick Ellie, Monster Musume, MADK, Yarichin Bitch Club, Cherry Magic!, Dick Fight Island, Sweat and Soap, Shiori’s Diary, Nina the Starry Bride

Beelzebub

Beelzebub is a big fan of manga involving food but he also enjoys a good action adventure and sports manga

Food Wars, Delicious in Dungeon, Farming Life in Another World, Mashle, Sachi’s Monstrous Appetite, Starving Anonymous, Something’s Wrong With Us, Eyeshield 21, Kaiju No 8, Campfire Cooking in Another World With My Absurd Skill

Belphegor

Belphegor likes stories with relatable characters which can be hard to find but he also loves adventures, horror, and Slice of life; he’s a little all over the place

Sleep Princess in the Demon’s Castle, The Girl From the Other-side, Hell’s Paradise, Mieruko-Chan, Tokyo Aliens, Shibuya Goldfish, Non Non Biyori, Kemono Jihen, Beyond the Clouds, Laid Back Camp

Solomon

Solomon loves compelling narratives, dark psychological stories, stories that take a deeper look a humanity and immortality, and one’s that involves demons/angels/sorcerers. He does also love cat books like Satan

Death Note, Creepy Cat, No Longer Human, Devils and Realist, Frieren, Made in Abyss, Mao, Sakamoto Days, A School Frozen in Time, Stein’s Gate, Happiness

Thirteen

Thirteen is a little all over the place, she likes to see what’s popular but she also enjoys slashers, one’s that take a closer look at death and spirits, and dark romance

Elfen Lied, Attack on Titan, Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid, Momo the Blood Taker, Assassination Classroom, Can’t Stop Cursing You, Love of Kill, Angels of Death, Vampire Knight, Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Simeon

Simeon enjoys reading manga that have some religious aspects, he likes ones about authors since they are relatable, and he enjoys some random ones here and there that are cute or funny. He’s also a sucker for a pure romance

Heaven’s Design Team, Gabriel Dropout, The King’s Beast, Merman in My Tub, My Girlfriend’s Child, A Sign of Affection, Tsubaki Chou Lonely Planet, An Incurable Case of Love, Monthly Girl’s Nozaki Kun, Perfect World

Raphael

Raphael canonically likes coming of age sports dramas. I believe he’s also he amused by one’s involving ant Christian aspects about angels and demons, heaven and hell. He also enjoys one’s that include his hobbies like security, military, and anything to do with fashion

Blue Lock, Haikyu, Blue Exorcist, Vatican Miracle Examiner, Maiden of the Needle, My Dress Up Darling, Not Sew Wicked Step Mother, Witch Hat Atelier, A Bride’s Story, Wind Breaker

Luke

Luke loves to try everything but his books are monitored to make sure he doesn’t stumble upon anything inappropriate for his age ana angel status. He loves ones about food, animals, adventure, and a good slice of life or 4-panel.

Happy Happy Clover, Yuzu the Pet Vet, Yotsuba&!, Sui and Tai-Chan, My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Dinosaur Sanctuary, Kitchen Princess, Astro Boy, Naruto

Michael

Michael enjoys funny books, one’s that take a closer look at humanity and war, classical adaptations, and one’s involving angels and demons.

Spy X Family, Maximum Ride, Takane and Hana, Obey Me! The Comic, Mr Villain’s Day Off, Hetalia: Axis Powers, Les Miserables, Apothecary Diaries, Deer King, Yona of the Dawn

Mephistopheles

Mephistopheles likes books that involve history, nobility, prestigious jobs, mystery, and equestrian sports. He also enjoys one’s about demons and servants.

From the Red Fog, Derby Queen, The Elusive Samurai, Imperfect Girl, Peach Boy Riverside, The Splendid Work of the Monster Maid, Tales of the Kingdom, Tokyo Ghoul, Noragami, The Rose of Versailles

Barbatos

Barbatos prefers books that are dark and disturbing as well as insightful books on time, immortality, grief, morality vs law, etc.

Phantom Tales of the Night, My Dear Curse Casting Vampiress, A Silent Voice, Orange, Moriarty the Patriot, Nicola Traveling Around the Demon World, Royal Tutor, Usatoki Rhetoric, The Valiant Must Fall, To Your Eternity

Diavolo

Diavolo absolutely loves cute family manga, funny manga, one’s that involve demons and angels, cute romances, and exciting action and adventure. He isn’t picky and will read anything if it’s been recommended to him.

Wolf Childen, Earthian, The Devil is a Part-Timer, Seraph of the End, Mama Akuma, Little Devils, Cells at Work, Snow White With Red Hair, The Vampire and His Pleasant Companions, Azumanga Diaoh

[straykidsnerd255]

Hii, how are you?? I would like to make a request to Sung Jin-woo, the reader is jealous of Jin-woo with Cha Hae in, a little angst with a cute ending, if you want to put something where the reader gets hurt slightly, that's it, thank you and have a good day!! (the reader and Jin-woo are already dating)

Title: I will never leave you

Pairing: Sung Jin Woo (w/system) x Female Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Rating: PG

Song: Hearing by Sleeping At Last, Sung Jin Woo vs Ant King Beru OST, and Trustfall by pink

Warning(s): Jealousy, Cha Hae-In is a bit rude in this one-shot (I absolutely adore Cha Hae-In but please bare with me as she acts totally out of character), Jin Woo is worried for his girlfriend, Reader being sent with the Jeju Island raid team and getting extremely injured, mentions of the fight between Jin Woo and Beru, the reader is in Cha Hae-In’s place when Beru attacks, if you haven’t read the Manhwa, there are spoilers pertaining to the last episode of season 2

Summary: You and Jin Woo have been dating since he had miraculously survived the double dungeon incident and when he started his second awakening journey. However, the stronger he got, the more distant he started to become. He would always leave you a little note every morning before he left, but your bed felt empty when he wasn’t there for you to wake up too. Now, your heart begins to break when the world starts to put him and Cha Hae-In together. Calling them the perfect couple. You knew Jin Woo was loyal to a fault, but you couldn’t help the doubts that started to crawl into your mind. So, when you are asked to join the raid team for Jeju Island, you jump on the chance but face a dire consequence when the ant king nearly sends you to the afterlife.

Word Count: 2927

I hope that you enjoy this one-shot, I may or may not have gotten carried away while writing this one. I do hope you enjoy and thank you so much for requesting! <3

Morning rays of light beamed through your slightly open curtains. Opening your eyes, you were once again met with an empty bed. Jin Woo’s side neatly made and little note laying on the comforter. You reached over and gently plucked the paper from the bed. Your eyes skimmed over the words and a sigh left your lips. Slipping out of the bed, you slowly changed out of your pajamas and into a simple white T-shirt, and black combat pants. You walked to the bathroom, splashed water in your face and patted your face dry before moving to make-up. Heading downstairs to get something to eat was a chore for you now. When Jin Woo had been staying with you, he would always walk up after you. Every morning you would wake up bright and early to make you both breakfast, something you had enjoyed. 

As you pulled a bowl from your cupboard, you decided you wanted to watch a little bit of tv before heading to your guild. You were a part of the White Tiger guild and was one of the only S-ranks other than Baek-Yoonho there. As you flipped through the channels, the news popped up. Growing curious, you let it stay there as they began talking about a new possible raid on Jeju island. Your heart sank. You remember the last raid you went on there and it was a nightmare. You lost so many friends to that raid. As you listened, you almost dropped the knife you were using to put up an apple and such when you heard your boyfriend's name and Cha Hae-In’s name in the same sentence.

“I know Jim, but don’t you think that Hunter Sung and Hunter Cha made a wonderful couple?” 

“Hunter Sung has a girlfriend, Lindy. I don’t think it's wise to say such things but I will agree with you. I feel those two would make a wonderful couple.”

“Come to think of it, Hunter Sung and Hunter Cha have amazing chemistry when they fight together. Wouldn’t you say?” 

You stood in your kitchen, heart nearly pounding out of your chest as you listened to the news anchors talking about your boyfriend and another female being a good match for each other. Tears glistened in your eyes but you refused to let them fall, but it hurt. Hurt that people had overlooked you as his girlfriend and denied that they even thought you and Jin Woo looked good together. You placed the knife down on the table and walked to the quest room. Sitting on the bed, your mind began to wander. ‘Is Jin Woo tired of me?’ ‘Am I not good enough for him?’ You tried shaking your head to rid the thoughts but nothing would work.  The thoughts boiled in your mind, your heart nearly pounding out of your chest. 

As your mind wandered further and further, tears gradually spinned down your face. Your chest heaving as you tried to calm yourself down. Jin Woo was loyal. He wouldn’t do what people were saying. He wouldn’t cheat on you. Furiously wiping at the tears, you heard your phone ringing from where you had left it in the kitchen. Taking a deep, controlled breath, you rushed to answer the phone. Hearing the words from the person's voice on the other end made your blood run cold. “Of course President Go, I would be delighted to join the final raid.” You said, your heart clenching. 

Ending the call, you took a deep breath. Grabbing your things, you tossed the now spoiled food in the trash, turned the tv off and went over to Jin Woo’s apartment. Jin Woo wasn’t there but you didn’t really care at the moment. You told Jinah and their mother that you had been asked to join the final raid squad and that she would do her best to make it back alive. Both Jinah and Jinah’s mother looked at each other before looking at you. They immediately pulled you into a hug and begged you to make it back safely. You closed your eyes as you tightened the hug before pulling back. You simply nodded before leaving. You passed by Jin Woo not even stopping to say hello or even talk to him which unnerved him a little. Entering his house, he saw his mother and sister crying. 

You entered the massive building that the S-Ranks were given in order to train. You walked over to where the other S-Ranks had placed their things and immediately threw yourself into training with the Japanese S-Rank hunters. Breathing heavily as you and the other S-Rank took a break to catch your breaths and take a sip of water, you noticed Hunter Cha smiling a bit smug like towards you. Ignoring her looks, you and the other S-Rank continue your brawl before it ends in their defeat. You grab a towel Baek handed to you and pat the sweat from your body. It isn’t long before you and the rest of the raid squads are flown to Jeju Island. You took a deep breath as the island came into view. Choi noticed the fear in your body language. He held his hand out to you, a small smile of understanding on his face. 

You were grateful to him. Taking his hand seemed to calm the raging nerves that spiraled away in your heart. After a few minutes, Choi slipped his hand from yours and held them in front of him, his fire raging from his palms killing the flying ants that rushed towards the helicopter. Much like Baek’s ability, you could change into a magic beast. Your beast was a black wolf, one creature that happened to be your favorite. You were also a tank, making it easier for you to plow right through the hordes of ants, tearing them apart. You pushed through as the rest of your team followed behind. Entering the Queens chambers, Hunter Cha points out an egg that looks rather large compared to the others. Narrowing your eyes, you advise the others to be careful. A low rumble could be heard just as the Queen appeared, her roar filling the cave. 

Everything was going well, Cha and the others had weakened the Queen just enough for you to take the last swing and kill her off. People who had been watching, including your boyfriend and his family watched in amazement as the queen ant dropped to the ground. Jin Woo, however, felt something was off. He had felt unnerved when the shadow he had placed in Goto’s shadow returned to his army, a look of fear in its eyes. His heart sank when that very ant appeared behind you, after eating a bit of the queen to gain its memories. You were not even in your beast transformation when the ant’s arm slammed into your body, breaking your ribs and arm and sending you flying into a pillar. Jin Woo’s heart sank when the feed was cut. 

Cha Hae-In, although injured and bleeding profusely, stood by you. Protecting you from the ants that swarmed and rushed towards your downed body. She could see the damage that the ant king had done to you and it made her sick to think that you could possibly die here. She didn’t really like you that much, but you were a strong fighter and the fact the ant king took you out first meant death for the others. Byung Gyu did his best to try and get to you to heal you but the ant king was hell bent on keeping him away from you. Cha watched in disbelief as everyone fell to the ant king. Byung Gyu is killed in an instant, and the ant king bites his head off to gain the ability to speak and heal himself. Baek rushes forward as anger swirls around him, but the black ant just grabs him by the throat and askes; demands, where the King of the humans is before rushing out of the chamber. Hunter Ma carefully picked you up as they tried making their way out of the chambers. 

Everything felt hopeless as the ants rushed towards them, even with Choi burning them to bits. As they all feared they would end up dead, the shadows that hid within their shadows emerged, blocking the ants from advancing. Confused, the hunters tried to figure out what was going on. Before their eyes, Jin Woo appeared, his eyes narrowed into a glare as he unleashed his shadow army to fight. Tusk grew massive and created a shield that blocked the flying ants, along with electrocuting them.

Hunter Ma gently placed you on the ground as Jin Woo rushed over to them as his shadow fought. He took one look at you and felt his heart nearly stop right then and there. He knew he shouldn’t have spent time with Hunter Cha but she just wouldn’t leave him alone. Speaking of her, Cha Hae-In moved closer to his side. “She’s pretty much dead, you should leave her.” She said, hoping only Jin Woo would hear her but the rest of the group heard and stared her down, anger in their eyes. “What the hell Hunter Cha! How could you say that?!” Choi hissed, his eyes burning with anger. Jin Woo simply glared at her, causing her to back away from him. “You seemed like a nice person Miss Cha. But now I see that you are nothing but a two faced bitch.” Jin Woo snarled as he began healing the hunters around him. He moved to you and slipped his arms under your head causing you to wince and cry out. 

His heart clenched as he pulled you against his body, pouring the healing potion into your mouth. His heart sank when the notice popped up, saying your health was too low. Jin Woo was desperate now. Gently laying you down, he stood up and turned to the rest of the hunters. “I’m going to get a bit more aggressive at clearing a path.” Jin Woo said as he motioned to his shadows to move a bit faster. Igris looked behind Jin Woo to see you laying on the ground, near death. He let out a scream as he charged the horde of ants. Jin Woo was stunned but he knew how close Igris and you had gotten, as Igris took a liking to you as he considered you the queen.

Things turned for the worst when the black ant appeared in the chambers again. Jin Woo, not hesitating, walked towards the creature. Everything was still before the fight broke out. First, it was just them testing each other out before the real battle began. Baek Yoonho was struggling even with his beast eyes to keep up with the fight. What felt like hours to him, Jin Woo was finally standing before the ant, his eyes burning with anger as the ant turned and scuttled away, fear evident in its fleeing. Jin Woo made quick work as he mutilated the ant. As the battle ended, the system notified him of the two levels he had claimed from ending the life of the ant king. His thoughts were interrupted when Hunter Ma’s worried call of his name rang out. 

You were lying on a white cloth that someone had brought, your face growing paler as the minutes ticked by. Your breathing becomes shallower, and your lips turning purple. Jin Woo frantically took the Elixir of Life from his inventory and tried giving it to you. When that failed, his heart was screaming. His mind burns through thoughts of what he could do to save your life. His head suddenly snapped up and he turned towards the shadows that stood behind him. “Find a healer's body now!” He ordered, watching as the shadows rushed around. Before long, an orc returns with Min Byung Gyu’s body cradled in its arms. Laying the body on the ground, Jin Woo holds his hand over the headless body. “Arise.” He said. Everyone watched in both shock and horror as the shadow version of Min Byung Gyu appeared before them. 

Baek gripped Jin Woo’s shoulder but watched as Jin Woo didn’t even command the shadow. Byung Gyu walked towards your slowly dying body before opening the book in his hand and holding his head out towards you. Green light surrounded your body as the wounds that the black ant had inflicted on you began to mend and disappear from your body. Your scrunched up face began to relax and the color returned to your face. Byung Gyu lowered his hand and walked back towards Jin Woo, ready to bow to him but Jin Woo placed a hand on his shoulder, muttering, “Release.” Baek was stunned when Byung Gyu’s shadow turned to him and smiled softly before disappearing. 

Hunter Ma was given the task to carry you out of the chambers as you would be weak for the time being as you had been near death. Nodding his head, the giant carefully picks you up, your still weak body leaning against him. Jin Woo watches before Baek Yoonho turns to him after they exited the chambers. “Are you coming with us?” He asked. Jin Woo shook his head, even though he desperately wanted to make sure you would be ok. “I have some unfinished business here.” He said, calling for Kaisel. The massive wyvern appeared before Baek and the others, making them gasp as Jin Woo launched into the air, taking care of the few ants that surrounded the escape route of the helicopter. When everyone was out of sight, Jin Woo left Kaisel to continue to fight while he returned to the carcass of the black ant. Lifting his hand, he stared down at the ant. “Arise.” He said. Everything went black before disappearing. The ant he had killed stood before him as a shadow. Giving the ant the name Beru, Jin Woo asked him to finish up the last of the ants left. 

{Days Later}

Opening your eyes, you groaned when the blinding light of the hospital blinded you. Chuckling, the doctor turned to you, a smile on her face. “I’m glad to see you finally awake Hunter l/n. You were really lucky to have a healer find you just in time to heal those wounds you had received on that island.” The doctor said, writing a few things down before bowing and leaving you alone for a moment. A knock was heard and Jin Woo stepped in. You watched as he grabbed a chair and sat by your bed, his eyes trying to meet yours but your stare was harsh. “Jin Woo?” You asked, watching as he finally looked at you. He nodded his head and opened his mouth to say something but choked on his tears that just suddenly began to fall down his face. You moved to gently wipe the tears from his eyes. 

Jin Woo leaned into your hand before placing his hand over yours and pressing closer. Not knowing what came over you, you look Jin Woo directly in the eyes. “Do you like Hunter Cha?” You asked, watching and searching Jin Woo’s eyes but you saw nothing. Leaning forward, Jin Woo gently pressed his lips against yours. A fire bloomed into your chest as he kissed you gently before taking his free hand and tangling it in your hair. You hummed into the kiss before he pulled away and pressed his forehead against yours. His gray eyes staring you down before kissing his lips to your nose, smiling when you giggled. Gently grabbing his wrist, you pull him til he has one knee on the hospital bed. 

“Lay with me for a moment?” You whispered, watching as he immediately melted and laid by your side. His arm drifted over your waist, gently pulling your body against his. Your hands landed on his chest before they moved up and cupped his face. His eyes looked down at you with so much love that your previous thoughts disappeared as fast as they had formed. Your thumb brushes over his cheekbone, a content sigh leaving his lips as he leans forward, his forehead gently pressing against yours. “Promise me you will never go on a raid like that again?” He whispered, waiting for your answer. You could hear the fear in his voice when he spoke and it broke your heart. You snuggled into his chest, your eyes closed and your ear pressed against his heart. “I promise.” You whispered, smiling when Jin Woo’s hold on you tightened ever so slightly. “Promise me you won’t leave me?” You whispered, your body slowly growing tired. Jin Woo, at that moment, knew you had seen the rumors of him and Hunter Cha. A soft ‘tch’ spilled from his mouth and he vowed to go and talk with those stupid damn reporters.

Pulling you even closer to his chest without hurting you, his hand reached towards your face, gently brushing hair out of your face. “I will never leave you. Not now, not ever.” He whispered, watching as your lips gently filled out a bright smile before sleep took hold. Your gentle breathing made Jin Woo’s heart race before he too fell asleep, you tucked in his arms, his safe haven, and the love of his life. The women he planned on marrying when the time was right, and no gates or dungeons could destroy his already growing peaceful life. ‘One day.’ He thought, ‘One day everything will be perfect.’

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Es un concepto

esto es parte de un "especial" del au que se me ocurrio mientras iba a comprar pan hace 1 año XD

la llame Hologram pomni

pomni holograma: su cuerpo esta en trance y suspensión en la zona mas alta de todo ese desastre ella es pomni o específicamente su conciencia, sin las restricciones por su condición como ringmaster no es corpórea, es como lo dice su nombre un holograma o proyección, ella es físicamente inestable, pues aunque hay veces pueden tocarla en otras no será posible (aunque eso no parece ser un problema para ella)

conserva una pequeña fracción de sus poderes, y esta bastante aliviada, es como dar finalmente un respiro segun ella aunque el mundo este en trizas a su alrededor, no le importaria vivir asi, mientras que no tenga que volver a como estaba antes

contexto:

el estado emocional y mental de pomni afectan al circo y su entorno, podria ser un desastre si llegara a descontrolarse, ella a aprendido a reprimir sus emociones con tal de evitar el caos, pero este "especial" respondería la pregunta de que pasaría si ella tuviera un colapso mental (la forma en la que esto se podría presentar es bastante impredecible) en este caso ella no pudo con la presión y todo se rompio literalmente, podria llamarse realidad rota, puesto que seria todo rodeado por un vacio/abismo negro con escombros, pasillos y cuartos flotando y al fondo estaría el sotano

es un ambiente no muy habitable especialmente si quieres pasar de una "isla" a otra pomni puede pasar sin problemas, ella solo salta y su caida seria como estar en el espacio hasta llegar a suelo firme

pero con los otros, la gravedad es normal hasta que intentan ir a otro escombro, en el abismo serán jalados a lo mas profundo hasta llegar al sótano (es una idea que tengo aunque dudo que lo vean pronto xd, aun asi espero que les gustara <3)

English

This is part of a "special" of my AU that occurred to me while I was going to buy bread a year ago XD

I called her Hologram Pomni

Pomni Hologram: Her body is in a trance and suspended in the highest zone of all that disaster She is Pomni or specifically her consciousness, without the restrictions of her status as ringmaster She is not corporeal, she is, as her name suggests, a hologram or projection. She is physically unstable, because although there are times when they can touch her, at other times it will not be possible (although that doesn't seem to be a problem for her)

She retains a small fraction of her powers, and she is quite relieved, it is like finally taking a break according to her Even if the world is in tatters around her, she wouldn't mind living like this, as long as she doesn't have to go back to how she was before

Context:

Pomni's emotional and mental state affects the circus and its surroundings. It could be a disaster if it were to get out of control. She has learned to repress her emotions in order to avoid the Chaos, but this "special" would answer the question of what would happen if she had a mental breakdown (how this could present itself is quite unpredictable). In this case, she couldn't handle the pressure and everything literally shattered. It could be called a broken reality, since everything would be surrounded by a black void/abyss with debris, floating hallways and rooms, and at the bottom would be the basement.

It's not a very habitable environment, especially if you want to go from one "island" to another. Pomni can cross without problems; she just jumps, and her fall would be like being in space until she reaches solid ground.

But with the others, gravity is normal until they try to go to another piece of debris. In the abyss, they will be pulled deeper until they reach the basement.

(It's an idea I have, although I doubt you'll see it soon, lol. I still hope you like it <3)

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Cannibal’s feast (Bartolomeo x Reader) SMUT 🔞🔞

another Barto smut because why not😏 minors don’t interact

summary: As Bartolomeo invades your island, everybody runs away with fear. He is a notorious man, but you can’t deny he is also hot. You decide to take the risk and spend the night with so called Cannibal.

tags: afab reader, unprotected sex, oral sex (both given and received), (kind of) breeding kink, dirty talk, degradation (calling you slut/whore), face fucking, vaginal penetration, fingering, idk what else, im bad with tags 👉🏻👈🏻, might not make much sense as it’s late ant night and I’m tired

Bartolomeo the Cannibal. Just the mere mention of his name sent shivers down your spine. You'd heard the stories, of course, about his brutal strength in battle, his brazen arrogance, about him attacking innocent civilians. You knew you had to stay away from that man at all cost. 

When his ship anchored off the shore of your small island, the entire town trembled in fear. The streets were practically empty, people rushing in fear to their homes, avoiding eye contact with the newcomers as much as possible. 

He was infamous, hated by most of the world, but he didn’t seem to care. His wild, almost gleeful disregard for others' opinions only made him more terrifying, and you decided it was best for you to keep out of his path.

Still, curiosity got the better of you. When you heard a commotion near the docks, you couldn’t resist peeking around the corner of a building, staying hidden in the shadows. And there he was—7’3”tall beast, strong and powerful, standing over a defeated pirate, grinning with a gleam of pride in his eyes. Bartolomeo had easily won, his towering frame casting an imposing silhouette. He stretched, his muscles rippling under his coat, and a wicked smile spread across his face as he looked down at his opponent.

Your breath caught in your throat. He was dangerous, no question about it. But watching him like this, victorious and clearly enjoying the thrill of battle, made your heart race. You bit your lip, feeling a flush rise to your cheeks as you watched him. There was something undeniably attractive about his cocky confidence, unapologetic nature, the way he embraced his basest instincts without restraint. You crossed your legs in excitement over a dirty thought flickering in your mind. You imagined his strong arms gripping your hips, his sharp fangs biting the delicate skin on your neck. Your panties dampened as you kept imagining what this man was capable of…

…Then you remembered—attacking civilians, such like yourself. Shaking off your forbidden thoughts, you turned to flee in the opposite direction, reminding yourself to keep your distance. But it was too late. A deep, rumbling voice called out from behind you.

“Oi! You there—stop!"

Your heart leapt into your throat. You froze, hoping he wasn’t calling at you, but the unmistakable sound of his heavy footsteps told you otherwise. They echoed in the empty street, each one coming closer, getting louder and louder as he approached. You could feel your pulse quicken with each step he took.

“Hey there, little one. Where do you think you’re goin’?"

Your heart raced as you spun around to face him. Bartolomeo stood before you, he was unbelievably tall, broad frame casting a shadow over your petite form made you feel intimidated. A wicked smirk played at the corners of his lips as he took in your nervous expression.

"Cat got your tongue?" he took a step closer.

“You got guts, watchin’ me fight like that. Didn’t think anyone around here had the nerve. Were you cheerin’ for me, cutie?” He teased, his voice as brash as ever. 

You opened your mouth but the words got caught in your throat, you felt like you were close to tears. 

“Relax, just messin’ with you” he chuckled “I know when a pretty little thing like you is checkin’ me out."

Your cheeks flushed with fear, embarrassment but also something else - a spark of desire that you quickly tried to suppress. You couldn't let yourself get carried away by this man, he was dangerous and completely unhinged.

"Well, I should really be going”you stammered, taking a step back.

"Oh, don't think so," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Not until I get your name, cutie."

You hesitated for a moment before finally relenting. "It's... it's (Y/N)."

"(Y/N)," he repeated, savoring the sound of your name on his tongue. "I’m Bartolomeo. But you probably know that already” he pointed at his wanted poster hanging on the wall of the building. “Tell you what, (Y/N). How ‘bout you join me for a drink tonight, yeah? I bet you’re just dyin’ to get to know me better," he said, grinning as if he could read every one of your thoughts.

“I–I don’t know…” you hesitated

"Come on, live a little. What's the worst that could happen?" He gave you a cocky grin “I might be a bad guy but I don’t harm women… Unless they are into that”

Your legs became weak at his suggestive comment, you felt a rush of excitement mixed with a thrill of danger. Despite the warning bells in your head, you found yourself nodding. "Sure," you whispered.

He winked, flashing that sharp, wolfish grin. "Good girl. Meet me by the tavern at 7. And don’t make me wait for ya”he said, before turning to stride away.

As you watched him leave, your heart was racing faster than ever. You could hardly believe this infamous pirate, the man who terrified everyone else on the island, was giving you this kind of attention. It meant probably trouble, but tonight, you were willing to find out just how deep that trouble went.

—

You spent the rest of the day in a state of nervous anticipation, your mind constantly drifting back to the encounter with Bartolomeo. As the sun began to set, you made your way to the tavern, your heart pounding in your chest.

You had taken extra care with your appearance, wanting to look your best for him. You wore a tiny, buttoned crop top made of a thin fabric that clung to your skin,  accentuating your perky breasts. Each button seemed to strain just a little, emphasizing your figure in a way that was both daring and enticing. Your shorts were equally revealing, hugging your curves and showing off the swell of your ass. Over-the-knee socks hugged your legs, fitting a bit snug around your thighs and accentuating their softness, with a slight indent where the fabric pressed against your skin. Altogether, the outfit was bold, playful, and impossible to ignore.

As you entered the tavern, you spotted Bartolomeo immediately. He was seated at a table in the corner, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on you. A slow, wicked grin spread across his face as he took in your appearance, his gaze lingering on your exposed skin.

"Well, well, well," he drawled as you approached the table. "Don't you look good enough to eat."

You felt your cheeks flush at his words, a shiver running down your spine. "Thank you," you murmured, taking a seat across from him.

He signaled to the barmaid, ordering a round of drinks for both of you. As you sipped your ale, he kept up a steady stream of flirtatious banter, his eyes never leaving your face. The more he talked, the more you found yourself relaxing. Bartolomeo had a charm about him that you hadn’t expected—a mischievous, playful energy that seemed to make everything feel a little less serious. He cracked jokes between stories, using exaggerated gestures that had you laughing, each laugh loosening the tight coil of nerves inside you. You realised he was probably not as bad as others pictured him.

After a few drinks, he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, seductive purr. "You know why they call me The Cannibal, right?” 

You looked at him like it was obvious “Because you mock people. They hate you for that.” You giggled, already a bit tipsy.

“That too. But I also like eatin’ out pretty girls like you” 

His answer turned you on immediately. You knew you wanted to be one of the mentioned girls. Mainly thanks to the amount of drunk alcohol, you found a courage to give him a seductive answer to his confession. “Do you want to taste me, Barto?”

His grin widened. “I want way more than that, especially after seein’ you in that cute lil outfit of yours” 

“I think ‘s time we get out of here then” he added.

“Where do you want to go?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

"My ship. I've got a cabin all ready for us."

You knew once you stepped onto his ship, there would be no turning back. But the desire burning in his eyes was too tempting to resist.

"Let’s go then" you said, trying your best not to sound too excited, though you were, as you knew you were about to get fucked by this man.

He stood up, taking your hand and leading you out into the night. The air was cool against your skin as you made your way down to the docks, Bartolomeo's gaze stopped at your cleavage, chilly breeze mixed with arousal made your nipples stiff. He enjoyed the view and was more than ready to ruin you. And so were you.

As you stepped onto his ship, you felt a thrill of excitement still mixed with a bit of fear. The deck was quiet, the crew nowhere to be seen. Bartolomeo led you down to his cabin, closing the door behind you with a soft click.

The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with tension. 

As he took his coat off, your eyes were drawn to his chest, rippling with muscles beneath his tattooed skin. You couldn’t help but trace your fingers over his abs, feeling them flex under your touch.

Bartolomeo chuckled, catching your hand in his. "Keep touchin’ me like that and I won't be responsible for what happens next."

You bit your lip, feeling a thrill of excitement at his words. "Is that a promise?" you teased, leaning down to press a kiss to his chest.

He groaned, his hand tangling in your hair. "You're playing with fire, little one," he warned, but there was a playful glint in his eyes.

"I wanna fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name." he growled, his voice low and rough. 

"I want that too," you whispered, stepping closer to him.

He reached out, pulling you against him and claiming your mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue delved deep, exploring every inch of your mouth as his hands roamed over your body, squeezing and caressing. Your tongue brushing against his sharp fangs as you returned the kiss. You moaned into his mouth, your own hands tangling in his hair. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck as he pushed your crop top up and over your head, exposing your breasts to his hungry gaze.

"Fuck, look at those tits" he groaned, cupping your breasts in his hands and thumbing your nipples. "I can't wait to taste ‘em."

He pushed you back onto the bed, his mouth latching onto one of your nipples as his hand slid down your body, pushing your shorts down. “Already soakin’ wet for me, huh?”He didn’t bother to take your panties off, he pulled the lace to the side and started playing with your pussy. You gasped as his fingers found your clit, rubbing in tight circles.

"Oh god," you moaned, arching into his touch. "Don't stop."

He chuckled against your breast, his fingers slipping lower, teasing your entrance. "I'm only just gettin’ started."

He pushed two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out as his tongue swirled around your nipple. You bucked against his hand, your hips moving in time with his strokes.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, adding a third finger. "I need to stretch this tiny hole well before taking my dick”he whispered to your ear. You could only moan in response, lost in the sensation of his fingers inside you, his mouth on your breasts. He fingered you harder, faster, he was abusing your poor little cunt now with three of his digits. You were writhing beneath him, teetering on the edge of orgasm.

"Come for me, babe," he commanded. "Let me feel you come all over my fingers."

With a cry of pleasure, your pussy clenched around his fingers as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over you. He worked you through it, his fingers never stopping their movements until you collapsed back onto the bed, panting and spent. But he was not done with you. 

You gasped as he buried his face between your thighs, his tongue delving deep into your folds.

"Fuck, you taste divine," he growled, lapping at your juices like a man starved. "Gonna eat this sweet cunt until you're beggin’ for my cock."

His words sent shivers down your spine, your arousal spiking at his crude promises. He feasted on you like a man possessed, his tongue swirling around your clit before thrusting deep inside you. You moaned wantonly, grinding your hips back against his face.

"That's it, cutie," Bartolomeo purred, his hot breath fanning over your sensitive flesh. "Ride my face like the desperate slut you are."

He sealed his lips around your clit, sucking hard as he fucked you with his tongue. The stimulation was almost too much to bear, pleasure coiling tight in your core. Your hands fisted in his hair, holding him in place as he devoured you.

"Oh god, yes!" you cried out, your thighs trembling as your orgasm approached. "Don't stop, please don't stop!"

Bartolomeo doubled his efforts, fucking you harder and faster with his tongue. He slipped a hand between your legs, pushing three fingers knuckle-deep into your sopping cunt. The added stimulation sent you hurtling over the edge, your pussy clamping down on his fingers as you came with a scream.

Bartolomeo lapped up your release, prolonging your pleasure until you were boneless and spent. He pulled back, licking his lips with a satisfied smirk.

"Delicious," he purred. “Wanna taste yourself, little slut?" Without waiting for your answer, he forced his fingers in your mouth. The flavor of your juices only heightened your desire.

"I'm going to fuck you now," he growled, freeing his massive cock from his pants. "Gonna pound this pussy until you can't walk straight."

He stood up and with a swift movement, he tugged his pants down, freeing his erection. It springed up, thick and hard and already glistening with precum.

"Fuck, it’s huge" you breathed.

“I’m sure you can take it, sweet little thing” 

You crawled closer to him while still on the bed and looked up at him through your lashes, a coy smile playing on your lips. "I want to taste you, before you ruin me"

Bartolomeo, clearly happy with the offer, rested his hand on your head, his fingers threading through your hair with surprising gentleness. He slid them in slowly, and your breath caught in your throat as his grip tightened, slowly clenching into a fist. He pulled you slightly forward, the strength in his fingers undeniable. It was a moment of raw intensity, and his smirk only deepened as he saw the reaction on your face.

"Careful with your words now, cutie," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "You don't want me to get too carried away."

But you didn’t hesitate anymore, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock and started sucking gently. Bartolomeo moaned, his hand fisting in your hair as you took him deeper into your mouth.

You bob your head up and down, your tongue swirling around his shaft as you took him deeper and deeper. Bartolomeo's hips thrusted up to meet you, fucking your mouth with no regrets.

"Fuck, your mouth feels so good," he groaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy. You moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through his body. You could feel him getting closer, his cock was pulsing in your mouth as he neared his peak. He pushed you away.

“Slow down, little whore. You don’t want me to come just yet, do you? Fillin’ your sweet mouth with my seed is pretty tempting, but I’d rather finish somewhere else tonight”He leaned down, capturing your mouth in another searing kiss. He notched the thick head of his cock at your entrance, teasing you with shallow thrusts.

"Beg for it," he demanded, his voice rough with need. "Beg me to split you open on my fat cock."

"Please, Bartolomeo!" you cried out, desperation colouring your tone. "I need you to fuck me hard and deep!"

With a triumphant grin, Bartolomeo spat on you pussy before slamming forward, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. You cried out at the sudden invasion, your walls stretching obscenely around his girth, your nails digging into his back.

"Fuck, your pussy feels so good”he grunted, holding still for a moment to let you adjust. "So fuckin’ perfect."

He began to move then, thrusting deep and hard. 

“Gonna destroy this cute lil hole." Bartolomeo grunted, setting a punishing pace. “It’s like it was moulded specially for my cock. So. Fuckin’. Good”The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your moans and groans of pleasure. 

"Harder," you gasped, digging your heels into his ass. "Fuck me harder."

He complied, pounding into you with abandon. You could feel the pressure building inside you again, your body coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust.

"Come on my cock," he growled, his voice rough with exertion. "I want you to milk my cock, you pretty little slut"

With a scream of ecstasy, you did just that, your pussy clamping down around him as you came harder than you ever had before. He followed soon after, burying himself deep inside you as he spilled his seed, filling you with his hot cum.

He collapsed on top of you, both of you panting and sweaty and sated. He rolled off you after a moment, pulling you into his arms and kissing you softly.

"Fuck, that was so good" he murmured, nuzzling your neck. "You're amazing."

You smiled, snuggling into his chest. "So are you," you whispered.

“Don’t you dare even thinkin’ ‘bout fuckin’ anybody else, you’re mine now. I will remind you that as often as it takes” 

“I’m not going to” you smiled “what about you?”

“Hm?” He looked at you, his cocky grin faltered a little.

“You said you liked eating pretty girls out. I might be a bit jealous knowing you have fun with other women” you gave him an innocent look.

“Jealous girl, huh?” His smirk returned with even more intensity “Let me tell you a secret though.” He pulled you closer to his chest “Ain't no one else even comes close to catchin' my attention like you do.”

He held you tight, his hand stroking your hair as you both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

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14. Favorite feel good show?

Ummmm oh gosh, Anon, I feel like there’s a lot that can fit that category. And it really depends on what I’m in the mood for.

Currently I’m going through old favorites from when I was a kid. Like Boy Meets World and Home Improvement. Those are great. There’s also my mom’s favorites and grandparents’ favorites too like Gilligan’s Island, I Love Lucy, and The Andy Griffith Show. Those are definitely some favorite feel good shows too.

Soft asks