#NOT TO BE A MONSTER FUCKER BUT LIKE- Y E A H
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howdy it’s me again!
could I ask for houswardens or first years with an mc who reads smutty books (like punk 57 or the twisted series or any other you know), manga , and erotic fanfics with a straight face like it’s nothing.
Bonus point if the Mc start writing some fics about the cast( My friend did that with two of their coworkers then sent it over discord it was funny).
if you’re not comfortable with writing stuff like this feel free to change things around!
Have a good day or night!
Scribble
hehehehe noice
also again sorry for the late response 🧍♀️🧍♀️
✎...pairing: twst first years x gn!reader
✎...themes: smutty books and fanfics, reader writes/reads
smut, reader is gn with they/them in mind
✎...enjoy !!
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐔𝐋
𝐀𝐂𝐄
this dude
giggles like a mother fucker
very much teases you and always points out whenever you're reading smut in public
all he gets is a blank stare tho
he does continue his shitting once fanfiction is involved
but quickly pipes down once he found out you wrote fics about shipping him and deuce together
especially, the more nsfw stuff
𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄
blushes to high hell
stutters one finds out you were casually reading a dark smutty romance in crewel's class once you finished your tasks
almost caused an accident from this
however
you thought was bad
homie almost fainted once he saw the surprising amount of fanfiction you wrote about him and your classmates together
before coming back and arguing with you how he and ace were the most shipped
𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖
𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊
listen
jack knows everyone has hobbies and likes, and whatnot
but the wolf has to admit you've got the guts to read that stuff in public with a blank face to boot
in all honesty, jack doesn't mind what you do in your free time
b u t
you may have to a chat when comes to writing stuff about him and people you two know in a relationship
e s p e c i a l l y
if has to do with his dorm leader
𝐏𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐄
𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐋
giggle mother fucker #2
surprisingly enough, i feel like epel would like to read with you
and yes
he giggles every time any body part is mentioned
mostly any breast or penis variation
it gets worse when it's a monster fucker book tho
. . .
stop the mother fuckin music
is that fanfiction of him and jack??
nah
he ain't playing these games
you better stop !!
𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄
𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎
listen
as much as people think ortho is this little innocent boy
you're wrong
cuz the boy can easily access your browser history
and yes
he does know what fanfiction is and what the codes for how smutty a fic can be
. . . he may have spied on idia for that
so, he isn't really surprised when he finds you reading it, though, he is surprised at how deadpan you are
then again, idia blushes like nobody's business
. . .
he may or may not anonymously ask for you to write fluffy fanfics involving his brother so he can finally imagine idia in a relationship
ortho just what's to see his brother happy
𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀
𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐊
the a u d a c i t y of this h u m a n
man is so uptight about it makes you laugh
. . .
and write more fics about him
tho unlike the others, he won't find out about those ones
it's the ones about his beloved waka-sama you gotta worry about
you almost went deaf from the amount of yelling did
. . .
but it didn't stop him from anonymously asking for very specific headcanons on malleus
i.e. "can i request for a malleus x male half-fae reader who is a knight in training with lots of praise and platonic fluff?"
this dude 💀💀
#💌 some beans requests !!#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#twst first years#ace trappola#deuce#jack howl#epel felmier#sebek zigvolt#ortho shroud#gn reader
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Here's a part 2 with my personal headcannons.
A\n: these are headcannon these are not cannon to the story what so ever. Thanks
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto
Listens to Mitsuki
Loves spongebob, Mr. Crabs made him the man he is today.
Mentally ill gay theatre kid. # 2
When Azul was a first year he researched what people or humans find attractive, and poof! Octavinelle's dorm uniform. But, the funny thing about his glasses, he wore fake glasses to look smart ya know, that backfired quickly.
Jade: hmmm, I didn't know you wore glasses Azul.
Azul: oh, no they are for show. I'll have you know I have great eyesight!
Jade: okay....can you read that poster for me?
Azul:....ok.....
Jade: well?
Azul: ........Jade...don't laugh.
Jade grinning: yes.
Azul: the...the poster is blurry.
Jade: good to know. Booking you an eye appointment now.
Azul: please don't Floyd.
Jade told Floyd.
Floyd never let Azul live it down.
" So...You fucked up you eyes because you wanted to look cool? " " SHUT UP! GET BACK TO WORK! "
Probably sucked in his gut and looked in the mirror flexing his musles. Jade walked in many times.
Azul shirtless looking in the mirror: aww yes. Look at you, sexy. The hoes gonna love this.
Jade walking in: Azul, I got your laundry.
Azul putting his shirt on: GET THE FUCK OUT!
Was disgusted by somethings humans do, especially with their feet.
Probably got asked out for a joke. ( same man)
Leg cramps and toe stubs are the most painful thing he felt having human legs.
After his overbolt Yuu \ Yasty\ MC \ Y\N, being the person they are helped him with his body image.
Yuu(Yasty): Look Azul, you're a good looking guy.
Azul: but.
Yuu( Yasty): Azul let me show you something * pulls out phone*
Azul: what is that?
Yuu(Yasty): In my world, Like how you admire the Great Seven we have our own great seven. They are Sans, Nagito, The Onceler, Ingo, Black hat, Loki, and Bill.
Azul: A human in a suit, a skeleton, a triangle, another human- look what are you trying to say?
Yuu(Yasty): if people could find all of them attractive, there might be people who would find you attractive!
Azul: for my personality right?
Yuu(Yasty): for your overbolt form.
Azul: what. Why!
Yuu(Yasty): have you ever heard of the term, Monster fuckers?
Plays splatoon
C H U B B Y C H E E K S
Can't snap his fingers, how do you humans do it?!
Has fought Ruggie bare fist and knuckles during black friday deals. Update: he won, Jade got his potted mushroom and Floyd got his squishmellows.
Jade Leech
Play cookie run kingdom just for mushroom cookie, was jumping up and down like he won the lottery when mushroom cookie was announced for oven break. Azul and Floyd were low-key scared of his sudden out burst.
Has cursive writing, the one that looks like doctor writing.
Made Floyd and Azul remember the team rocket moto.
Octavinelle student running away from the tweels and Azul.
Student A: good I lost them.
Jade and Azul in team rocket attire.
Azul: prepare for trouble!
Jade: and make it double!
Azul: to protect the world from devastation!
Jade: to unite all people within our nation!
Azul: to denounce the evils of truth and love!
Jade: to extend our reach to the stars above!
Azul: Azul!
Jade: Jade!
Azul: team Octavinelle blast off at the speed of light!
Jade: Surrender now, or prepare to fight!
Floyd in a cat costume : Yeah, that's right!
Azul's therapist #1 ( number two is prefect-)
Also finds human things weird.
A mentally ill theatre kid questioning their sexuality.
Would purposely sneak up behind you and wait for you to turn around, then boom! Jade Jumpscare. Most people think he can teleport, No Jade just like scaring people.
Tried the " which twin is which" with student as a joke, at the end of the day he realise SOME people genuinely don't find a different between the two.
Floyd Leech
Menace, evil man, stinky boi. I love him.
Adhd
Due to his...nature he is banned from the following: every dorm except Diasomnia, Octavinelle, and sometimes Scarabia, school after hours, RSA, McDonald, the state of Florida, Ohio and Twitter.
Banned from playing his playlist on the Monstro lounge speakers, ( the daycare theme from fnaf security breach was funny the two times. PLEASE STOP.)
List of songs he's banned from playing: CPR, Squidward nose, cbat, any song from spattoon, never gonna give you up, world star, gansta paradise, the cursed howl moving castle theme, cpr x misery x Reese puff, baby shark, the lollipop song, welcome to the black parade, any heavy metal, Wii theme, the daycare theme, Monster Inc theme
Spelt his name wrong until he was 12, No Floyd just be cause phone sounds like an f when said doesn't mean your name starts with a P. Now stop spelling it as Ployd.
Low-key wanted a little brother or sister.
Man single handedly made Riddle write more rules for Floyd's bafoonary .
Has delayed reactions, like those babies who falls down takes a few minutes and cry.
Has terrible taste in food and clothing part 2. Got banned from Pomifoire for wearing crocks with socks, with tiger print tights and a Garfield t shirt. Vil died a bit that day.
Has one of the most intense patty cake fight? With Jade.
It was a sunny afternoon in Octavinelle and the tweets were bored business was slow, so that has a patty cake match.
Floyd: aww, common just one match for old time sake.
Jade: Floyd, you know how competitive we can be.
Floyd with puppy eyes: pleasssse.
Jade: fine, you start.
Jade and Floyd prepared their hands as Floyd started
Floyd : mama, mama, I feel sick call the doctor quick quick quick, sister fell down don't show a frown, she'll feel better, but if you laugh you might get a smack, starting right now.
They both kept the rythm, going faster. Not a single word said.
Azul curious walked in seeing the situation.
'Oh no' he thought as he looked at the intense match in front of him, the tweels while bodies frozen of that of a statue arms and hands kept moving at a alarming rate. Not even blinking.
Jamil, soon walked in: hey can I borrow.
Azul covered Jamil's mouth as he points at the twins.
Azul: they are linking their brain cells together for this match.
I will lose it if he doesn't have a Brooklyn or New Yorken accent in the English dub.
Throws a hissy fit if he doesn't get what he want.
Aail tired of Floyd's shit: WHAT IS THE JIGGLE JIGGLE SKIN?!
Floyd being a menace: glizzy~
Azul: that's it! Now I'm not giving it to you for that!
Floyd: give me it. NOW!
Azul: IM NOT GIVING IT TO YOU!
Floyd: you're gonna make me scream loud as fuck!
Azul: I GUESS I AM!
Floyd: grrrrr!
Azul: GET LOUDER!
Floyd: grRRAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! GIVE IT TO ME NOW!
Azul: I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH YOU SCREAM I'M NOT GIVING IT TO YOU!
Floyd: MEOW!MEOW! AAAAARGHAH!
Jade: * humming to the tune of No surprises while cleaning*
Bit someone.
Can contort his body to do weird shit. Imagine the bitch walking like that girl from the ring to you at full speed! God help you if he on the ceiling.
Kalim Al- Asim
Got to get it off my chest. He counts with his fingers.
Cries when doing math home work with Jamil.
Plays pokemon. Loves hau and hop.
Watched the Pokemon anime with Jade and Idia.
Can sleep through anything but Jamil just saying his name makes him jump out of bed.
Kid with Autism and ADHD.
Please don't sneak up on him, man got reflexes.
Floyd: hey sea otter-
Kalim thinking it's a kidnapper: * Flips Floyd over*
Floyd blinks a few times then cries.
Kalim: OH! GOSH! FLOYD! I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!
Likes using specific forks and spoons when eating.
Jamil: here you go Kalim.
Kalim: ......
Jamil: What?
Kalim:.... The spoon.
Jamil: what.
Kalim: Jamil! You know I don't use the big spoons for pudding!
Jamil: Ohfortheloveof. Here.
Kamil: yesh!
Either has an accent or not.
ruggies wallet
Sings in the shower.
I love Kalim but he'd be that kid that would always wanted to show you something.
Kalim at a playground approaching Yuu\Y\N: Hey! Hey! Wanna see how fast I can go on the monkey bars?!
* goes on monkey bars and falls off*
Kalim running back: wanna see me do it again?
Squishy cheeks
Not affected by horror movies that much. Will vomit or pass out to gore movies.
Legit cried for five minutes knowing the man isn't real.
Jamil Viper
Help this man. Needs a break.
Has a " tired older brother and annoying little brother" dynamic with Kalim.
Shares cooking tips with Trey.
Has special incense for stress relief he burns in his room.
Drinks black coffee.
Repressed anger issues.
Tired McDonald's employee
" I'm not depressed, but if God says it's my time to go, its my time to go."
The dorm have a code for Jamil, for when there is a bug in a certain room of the dorm, because that bitch will burn all of scarabia down for a spider. ( I mean same)
Hates the " Is it cake?" Show. He can't look at regular food any more.
Doesn't want anyone in the kitchen when he's working.
Insomnia, due to the paranoia of keeping Kalim safe from assassins.
#twisted wonderland shitpost#jamil viper#twisted wonderland#azul ashengrotto#floyd leech#jade leech#scaramouche#octavinelle#kalim al asim
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oka okay okay so we have 2 weeks to ruminate right but all EYE will be doing is praying to whatever listens to dykes pray that the bells r gonna rip shit bc these fuckers r BRUTAL
mostly thinkin abt my witches n orym bc I'm Like That
witches bc cmon. imogen already didnt rlly like dusk bc of a lil green eyed monster ('are you staring because you're jealous?') and laudna because. god. ok ive had this happen to me not quite to this extent but found out that a person who like. is so. wonderful to u. is also. not. Great. and a liar and manipulator. so ure stuck in that awful limbo of nothing they say can be trusted....what does that mean for me. o u c h. also bonus: imogen is gonna wreck shit bc laudna's involved as are her feelings so uh. *tugs on collar* y i k e s dusk. also! wouldnt be surprised if imogen feels a bit responsible bc she didnt say anything to anyone when she figured it out. hmmmmm delicious (edit 9.09 AM: i realized that i wrote laudna instead of dusk when i said imogen already doesn't like [BLANK] didnt mean that, imogen wuvs laudna anyway)
orym. bc he - and there is literal proof of this - has lost. a lot and he gets attached quick and tightly. like there r times in exu and in cr3 where we get to c orym b SUPER playful and it is truly a delish opp BUT one of the first times we...rlly see him get Real Playful (and this is a reach, but im leaning across the table, but i'll bet actual money that the spar w dusk? was the same way he would blow off steam and play w will food for thought 🥹) is when he spars with dusk!! he even says it 'i havent gotten to let loose like that in a while!' and then when dusk (in the process of being rejected which did have me ahootin n ahollerin simply for the context) says 'u wanna talk abt it?' and orym goes "raincheck" like. yoinks. orym only talked abt will once with chet and it was on watch w no one awake (also worth noting: orym is so severely and fiercely protective of the ppl who r his esp in light of what his job was and how he lost will like....dusk....whomever u r...ur ass is grass and not in a fun way)
fearne. my beloved. my darling. who felt so not alone. who said 'we are practically siblings' who trusted dusk beyond a shadow of a doubt. and dusk who made fearne feel not so alone in all this. who lended juuuuust enough comfort and familiarity for fearne to latch onto, the girl who lived her whole life without her parents, missing them like a mirage, more memory than reality. the girl who saw a woman with the same face, the same eyes and hair and legs. the girl who said '90 years' when her mother said '6 years'. the girl who watches, in horror, as the person she'd come to care for as a SIBLING as someone who UNDERSTOOD HER, transform before her eyes, grab her mother and her arms, whose mother says, horrified and scared 'you led them straight to us' and fearne says back 'i'm sorry but who?'
anyway maybe ill also do the rest of the party bc i have Thoughts abt chet n ash n fcg but for rn....im schleepy
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Not a request, just wanna chat (I’ll be 18 in a few days dw) but like.. I find myself wondering, w h y do I like Wally. Why in the hell do I find that p u p p e t attractive??? Is it the smile— the droopy eyes— no it’s definitely the smile, has to be the smile. LIKE?? I showed it to my bestie and they’re like “whot the actual hell, your standards are in the burning infernos” 😭and I’m like, “I have acquired taste, unlike you” “yeah well, it’s better to be basic than have whatever monster fucker thing you’ve got going on—“ HES A PUPPET??? Not a monster?? The fuck brain, why you doing this to me???
Honestly this is one of the most relatable asks I’ve received, anon lmao — a lot of the characters I find attractive are to the normal people around me a bit… odd lol ^^
But his design is super appealing as far as characters go — massive props to clown for that since all of their characters are awesome looking — so it’s not exactly shocking that so many folks find him attractive haha (at least you’re not alone in your acquired taste lmao)
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Cyro meeting Lemon Monster for the first time - Lemcy fic
⚠️WARNINGS FOR THIS FIC: OC X CANON, VIOLENCE, CUSSING, KISSING, CRINGE⚠️
Character colors
Blue - Boyfriend
Red - Girlfriend
Green - Pico
Pink - Cyro
Orange - Lemon Monster
The night was still young, the stars shine brightly throughout the night sky, the full moon also gave a brilliant light that made the night seem less dark. Pico, Girlfriend, Boyfriend, and Cyro were having as friend's night out, just the four of them. They generally used their time in the night to goof around and have fun, visiting parks, getting ice cream and just messing around with each other.
As the night grew they decided to sleep over at Pico's place for the night, Girlfriend told her parents about it so they wouldn't panic if Girlfriend didn't get home tonight. On their way to Pico's house Pico noticed the mansion that Girlfriend's parent's had owned, the same one where Bee and Gee met the spooky kids Skid and Pump.
"Ayo, Bee, ain't that the same house you met those kids in?" Pico asked Boyfriend. "Hrm?" Boyfriend looked over and noticed the house. "Oh yeah, it is, what about it?" "Well ain't it also the same house where you told me you like dissed a weird lemon headed monster thing?" Pico added. "Uhh...y-yeah...? Where are you going with this Pico?" Boyfriend asked slightly nervous of what Pico's intentions could've possibly been...
"Well, it's been a long ass time since I had a good scare, not even Cassandra's stupid ass could scare me, you said the guy was genuinely terrifying, I wanna be the judge of that shit!" Pico exclaimed. "DUDE! ARE YOU FUCKIN INSANE? THAT FUCKER WANTED TO EAT ME AND BAE!" Boyfriend responded with a shocked screech. "Dude come on, how bad can it be for me? Besides, Gee can't die remember?" Pico tried to remind Boyfriend. "But he was still fucking creepy, even for a dearest like me." Girlfriend admitted.
"For real?" Pico asked, astounded by Girlfriend of all people admitting that. "Yeah dude." "Well if that's the case, i think it's about time you introduced me to him!" Pico chuckled. "DUDE NO! ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?! PLUS WHAT IF CYRO GETS HURT?!" Girlfriend states to Pico, obviously not happy that he would want to do something this reckless and life threatening. Pico looked at Cyro and felt bad that he almost forgot that they were there..."Well...you guys know I'll shoot up anything hostile." He responds bluntly. "Come on, it'll be worth it, i wanna meet this fucker" Girlfriend and Boyfriend looked at each other and then looked at Cyro for their input.
"o-o-oh uhm..." Cyro was taken aback by the situation being suddenly focused around them. "Do you think you'll be able to handle this shit Cy?" Boyfriend asks the alien in a gentle tone, as to not put more stress on Cy. "w-w-well i-i m-m-mean uh...i-i guess it sh-shouldn't b-be too b-bad if P-Pico is the o-one protecting us..." They replied quietly but not too quiet to where Bee and Gee couldn't hear. "You sure?" "I-I'm p-positive! P-Please don't w-worry about m-me too m-much!" Cyro reassures the two. Bee and Gee look at Cyro for a while and sighed. "Alright just...stay close to us alright?" Cyro nods in response.
Girlfriend finally responded to Pico "Okay, fine we'll go in again..." Pico cheered. "HELL YEAH! LES FUCKING GO!!!" Pico screamed out in joy as he immediately darted towards the mansion and wasted no time to get in, the other three followed but not as enthusiastic as Pico, they were more reluctant if anything, especially Girlfriend...
The inside of the mansion felt as dead and haunted as the first time Girlfriend and Boyfriend went inside it together for the first time. "I still hate looking at the inside of this hellscape babe..." Boyfriend shuddered. "Me too honey bun..." "Awe come on you guys are pussies!" Pico giggled. "EASY FOR YOU TO SAY MAN, YOU FUCKING KILLED A HUGE ASS ALIEN WHEN WE WERE IN FUCKING SCHOOL!" Boyfriend screeched at Pico in anger only making Pico laugh more. Cyro was shaking like a leaf, clinging tightly onto Girlfriend's red dress. "Y-You okay Cy?" Girlfriend asked, worried about the shivering alien. "i-i-i-i-i'm g-g-g-good..." Cyro whimpered silently.
"Okay this was obviously a bad idea, I'm pretty sure this place alone is gonna make Cy have a huge panic attack.." Boyfriend sighed but was cut off by Cyro. "N-N-NO! I-i-i-i-i'm okay, i-i promise...i-i-it's j-j-j-just c-c-cold here..." "You sure Cy?" Pico asked, concerned as well. "Y-Yeah...t-trust me g-guys i-i'm fine!" The alien tried their best to reassure the three, which only resulting in Pico, Bee and Gee sighing in unison, they couldn't just back out on this so quickly...right...?
After some time of exploring the mansion, it did take some time for Pico to get genuinely spooked by the place... "Wow...y'all weren't fuckin around..." He chuckled nervously. "This place is creepy as fuck...why do your parents even own this place to begin with Gee?" Girlfriend shrugged "I don't know man, sometimes they don't even make sense to me..." She responds. "Wait, so you admit your scared then?" Boyfriend asks with a slight giggle.
"WH-WHAT?! N-NO?! I AIN'T FUCKIN SCARED BEE!!" "Ya sure Pico?" Boyfriend giggled even more. "Your sure acting like your scared!" "THERE'S A FUCKIN DIFFERENCE WITH BEING SCARED AND BEING CREEPED OUT YOU FUCK NUT, GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK ASS HEAD!" "Okay but your stuttering, your clearly pissing yourself dude." "NO I FUCKIN AIN'T!" "Yeah you are!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" Pico screamed. And thus, an argument began with the two boys, Girlfriend sighed. Some things never really do change, do they? Cyro looked away from the arguing boys only to be met with an odd looking shadow in the distance. "h-h-h-huh?"
"g-g-guys...?" Cyro tried to get everyone's attention but they couldn't be heard over Boyfriend and Pico so they had to try again "G-Guys?" Still not being heard over, so Cyro took a deep breath and reluctantly scream to get their attention. "GUYS!" With them finally being heard all three of them turned their heads to look at the quivering alien. "Is something wrong Cy?"
"u-uh y-yeah, WHAT TH-THE FUCK IS THAT?!" The alien screeched in terror pointing at the lemon shaped shadow that was hiding behind a door. "What's wh- oh...oh no..." "B-B-Bee...?" "What the fu..." The shadow suddenly had a visible smile and finally spoke. "Well, well, well~ what do we have here~? A three course meal~? How thoughtful of you all~!" The voice was deep, soothing, and mesmerizing. The creature slowly opened the door and stepped out.
As seen through the shadow it had a yellow, lemon shaped head, it's eyes were huge with wide pupils within them, it's teeth were uncomfortably crooked, it's neck was a velvet red and the rest of it's body was a pitch, raven black, it had two fingers on each hand, and it had only two toes on each foot. The creature was very tall in compared to the four other beings within the room, it towered over all of them.
"It has been quite a long while since i have seen you two~! And i see you've brought that little schizophrenic ginger friend of yours~! And-" the monster paused to look at Cyro behind Girlfriend, still scared out of their mind. "Well now~! Who's this little friend of yours~? They look rather...appetizing~ in more ways then one if i must be so bold to say~!" He said, attempting to slowly approach Cy but was stopped by Girlfriend. "Don't go near them...O R E L S E . . ." She warned it with a growl, which only made the lemon headed monster roll its eyes in annoyance. "And you still don't know how to not be so RUDE..." The monster growled.
"Better not try jack shit bitch, i know how to use this thing." Pico aimed the gun towards the monster which only made it boom with laughter. "You think a puny little weapon like that scares me? How adorable~!" It chuckled before lunging at Girlfriend and attacked her which made Pico start firing bullets at the creature, and Cy ran as fast as they could into an empty hallway. Boyfriend stood still, he didn't wanna engage in the violence, he didn't sign up for this shit man...
After the monster and Girlfriend fought, monster while doing a number on Girlfriend decided that enough damage was done and went after Cyro. Pico and Boyfriend, instead of knowing Girlfriend can easily heal, and going after the monster and making sure he doesn't hurt them, went to Girlfriend to see if she was okay, Cyro was sobbing and whimpering while running, wanting to be home right now and not here.
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!!! I KNEW THIS WAS A BAD IDEA WHY DID I TRY TO LOOK BRAVE FOR EVERYONE HHHH!!!!" The alien screamed internally and wished that they were just honest so that none of this would be happening right now, after some running they found themself in a dead end, and what was worse is that they could hear the monster's footsteps. "NONONONONONONONONONO PLEASE PLEASE OH PLEASE I DON'T WANNA DIE, WHY ME, WHY ME. WHY ME!!!" As much as they hated themself, but they were still terrified of dying, especially like this...
The monster got closer and closer until he was visible again which only heightened Cyro's anxiety, their heart was pounding through their chest and their breathing was rapid, they could barley think straight at all. "There you are my dear~!" The monster cooed. "p-p-p-please leave m-m-me alone..." They whimpered quietly. "Oh don't worry dear~! I won't kill you~! Will i possibly hurt you? Maybe, but then again..." He got closer to them and pinned them against the wall, he slowly put his two fingered claws against their face, and caressed their face gently.
"I would feel guilty if i caused any sort of harm to an adorable and beautiful creature such as yourself~!" It whispered in their ear making Cyro blush deeply and shudder they were so confused by this behavior. "You know, i normally don't have such feelings for prey...but you...your different..." The monster explained to Cyro. "wh-what d-do you m-mean...?" "I mean what i mean my sweet cherry cake~! Your seem like such a delicate creature~!" The monster slowly moved it's claws under Cyro's chin and began to rub the bottom of their chin gently. Cyro couldn't help but purr at the sensation.
The monster chuckled at Cyro's purring, they were so adorable. "Perhaps i won't eat you~ your so sweet, I'm afraid that if I eat you, I'll get a cavity~!" The monster joked. Cyro didn't respond, they only continued to purr at the monster rubbing their chin, until he took his claw away from their chin which only made them whine. "wh-why'd y-you st-" they were interrupted by the monster giving them a soft and gentle kiss on the lips, which surprised Cyro at first, but they slowly sunk into the kiss and kissed the monster back. There was some time before they broke away from the kiss, Cyro panted softly while looking at the creature
The monster chuckled. "While i would love to keep you, i fear that i have aggravated your friends enough, so unfortunately this will be goodbye for now, but i will be back soon, my little prey, until we meet again~!" The monster whispered to them beore giving them a kiss on the cheek and disappeared into the shadows again. Which only left Cyro in confusion but at the same time, they felt like they've fallen in love again.
After some time Pico, Boyfriend and Girlfriend found Cy, fortunately for them Cyro was okay, and the four of them darted out of the house as soon as fucking possible. Cyro never really forgot about that day ever since...
#stfu cy#tw fnf#fnf tw#icon used for this was made by @cozykincafe#fnf fic#fnf fanfic#friday night funkin fic#friday night funkin fanfiction#fnf monster#fnf lemon monster#fnf lemon demon#fnf boyfriend#fnf bf#fnf girlfriend#fnf gf#fnf pico#fnf oc#friday night funkin oc#oc x canon#lemcy#cyro#cyro starfire#cyro x lemon monster#cyro x monster#cyro x lemon demon#pico#monster fnf#lemon monster fnf#lemon demon fnf#cy's shitty fanfics
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H e y
First impression: you immediately asked to join my discord and so I looked through your account and immediately just thought “hah, fuckin bottom. Lol”, closed tumblr to go do something and then promptly forgot to send you the link until the next day.
Truth is: the people here care about you and you should know that
How old do you look: not meant to be an insult (I’m well aware I have a baby face and look like a middle schooler) but anywhere from 12-15
Have you ever made me laugh: yep our monster fucker argument was so fucking funny lmao I was laughing the whole time it was very entertaining
Have you ever made me mad: sometimes but I get mad easily so it’s not too surprising
Best feature: your hair is amazing girl every once in a while you’ll say something that I don’t think you realize is super fucking funny
Have I ever had a crush on you: nope
You’re my: mutual and part of the opposition in the fabled monsterfucker argument
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You’re In Danger (M) - TEASER
Pairing: BTS Kim Taehyung x reader
Genre: smut
Warning(s): kidnapping, knifeplay, blood, death, mentions abuse of children and human trafficking
A/N: This is a lot different from the things I usually write, but I wanted to delve into some darker stuff. I want to post a very tiny excerpt because I’m still on the fence if I’ll even post the full so this is kind of my way of testing the waters to see if people are going to enjoy it. I’m not sure how long this story will be quite yet as it’s a work in progress (possibly multiple parts). I understand that this content can be very triggering so please take caution when reading; this teaser however, is not as bad. Let me know if you are interested in this story!
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"Target confirmed." you speak quietly into the microphone hidden in your shirt sleeve, steadying the barrel of your long distance weapon on the balcony's edge. Your finger hovers above the trigger as you wait for a green light, breathing evenly despite the building adrenaline.
"Hold your fire." your commander replies.
But you place your finger on the trigger, ready to lose your job just so you could put a bullet into the skull of one of the most dangerous kingpins on this side of the globe. You couldn’t bare having to listen as this man harmed another child inside the rooms you’d been surveilling for months on end. The things you had heard go on while sitting on the rooftop across from his building made your stomach churn and your chest full with an anger you can’t even describe.
“Say goodbye, fucker.” you mutter, closing your left eye as you focus on the back of his head.
Suddenly, there’s a firm pressure on your shoulder makes your world go dark.
~
"Who are you?" you ask, thinking you could buy time before this man killed you by stalling with questions you both know he would never answer. Since he had entered the room, you hadn’t gotten a glimpse. If you could just see this monster’s face and finally put an image to the heinous acts that had been landed him a spot on the most wanted list of several global organizations.
His familiar, haunting laugh makes you want to vomit, "No one. Someone. Isn't it more important what I am? What I'm going to do to you?"
Useless anger builds in your chest and you begin talking before you could stop yourself, "You work for Tobias Gentry as a hitman, but you’ve been active years before he came into power. You're the one that killed Daniels. You’ve been seen transporting children for trafficking. We have intel on you.”
He stays quiet for a few moments, having not moved from behind you. You hadn't seen his face yet and that irritated you more. Was this man a coward? He didn't want to let his victims see him? Why?
"Sweetheart," he plays with a lock of your hair, "what my boss does is none of my business, really. I would never do those things. Unlike you, I do as I’m told."
"Liar."
He yanks your head back by your hair, "Don't call me names."
If you weren't scared out of your mind, you would have scoffed at his taking offense, but you bite your tongue at the pain in your scalp.
When you don't respond verbally, he lets go of your head, "Baby, I think it's time we have some fun, no?"
You shut your eyes, inhaling shallowly, this was it.
Feeling his body leave the space behind you, you keep your eyes closed. Fear and acceptance coupled in your mind as he maneuvers around the room.
Suddenly, the cold feeling of a blade is dragging across your cheek. It doesn't go deep enough to draw blood, but it makes goosebumps raise on your skin.
It's followed by the pad of a finger, tracing the red line the knife made. You start to shake and plead your body to not cry.
"Hm, are you scared? Open your eyes for me."
You only squeeze them tighter, refusing the order. Almost surely, he bristles at your non-compliance and the knife is pressed into your stomach, again not deep enough to pierce.
"Open. Them."
Your eyes snap open finally, white dots forming in your vision before the refocus on the person in front of you. His long, dark blonde hair is slicked back, complimenting the honey tones of his complexion. He wears an expensive grey pinstripe suit with a black turtleneck underneath, the scent of his cologne adding to the overall menacing aura of him.
Staring into his own, your eyes unsettle him and he withdraws the blade's tip. Within milliseconds, he regains his composure and smirks at your doe-eyed expression.
"You're quite pretty. Such a shame this will be."
The three black knives he holds have a finger hole at the ends, letting him swing them around his long digits. A whirring sound comes from them as he spins the blades faster and faster, deciding how he should start.
You swallow the nervous bile that rises in your throat, "Who the fuck are you?"
"Shh," he presses the flat side of the knife against your lips, "I'm thinking."
Clenching your jaw, you try to stop the incessant churning of your stomach and trembling of your body. You tilt your head down slightly to avoid looking at him. He notices your efforts and smiles wider, leaning in closer as he uses the blade under your chin to make you look at him directly once more.
"Shall we begin?"
Your hands tensing around the arms of the chair catches his attention. Delicately, he pinches the top seam of your thin, white undershirt and slides the sharp edge down the middle. The fabric cuts like butter exposing your bra and more of the skin that entices him so very much. Your chest rises and falls visibly with terrified breaths as he entertains himself.
"T. A. E." he spells on your bare chest, ghosting the steel tip across your smooth skin, "H. Y. U. N. G."
#bts#bts smut#kpop smut#kim taehyung#kim taehyung smut#bts kim taehyung#bts v#smut#knifeplay#bloodplay
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Fearless
Nami × Reader
Tags/TW: Small bit of Sexual Harassment
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"Oi bartender, hit me with another whiskey."
You managed to croak, your hot cheek resting comfortably against the cold leather of your jacket. It had been a rough night for you. Right now, you were trying to burn it out with the Fireball you kept ordering. The barkeep cocked a brow at you, passing silent judgement before sliding you the glass. You took it up gratefully, sipping at the poison. She glanced at you a few times, unable to hide her curiosity as she finally spoke to you.
"You don't seem like the heavy drinker type. What's your damage?"
She asked. You looked over at her again. She was unbelievably pretty. Long, ginger hair fell far past her shoulders and draped down her back like a fiery waterfall. A mirthless chuckle escaped your mouth before you sipped at the glass again.
"Nothing major, not worth rememberin' anyway."
You replied. The answer doesn't seem to satisfy her, you could tell from the way her hazel eyes lingered on you. She fixed a drink for a fellow not too far down from your stool, and you let yourself get back to your thoughts.
Nothin' major... What a load of horse shit.
You thought bitterly to yourself, unable to push it out of your mind.
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"Fired?!"
"Exactly right, [Name]. The company has no more need for you here. I'm sure there are plenty of opportunities for new wor-"
The man jumped as you slammed your hand down against the desk, standing upright. You were a tall individual, and the way your boss cowered under your shadow emphasized it greatly. Your eyes narrowed at him viciously.
"May I ask the reason you're firing me, sir?"
You growled, venom dripping as you addressed him by the title. He swallowed, looking up at you sheepishly. You weren't stupid. You knew why. You just wanted him to grow a pair and say it to your face. You watched him take his time, gathering his courage before glaring up at you fearfully.
"B...B-Because you're terrifying, damn it!!! Now get off the premise b-before I call security on you!!"
He shot back, his voice high and squeaky as he shot up and pointed at the door. You let out a huff, shooting him one last death glare before turning on your heel to stalk out of the office.
"Fine, you've been a pain in the ass anyway."
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"--You okay there??"
You snapped your head up, brought out of the memory by a voice. It was the barkeep again... What was her name? You managed a grin, shifting slightly on the barstool.
"Yeah, yeah. Just got a little lost in thought,"
You paused, squinting at the small tag above her chest that held her name.
"Nami."
You looked back up at her, seeing her give you a small smile. You liked that smile. It was warm, radiant. Most smiles that were aimed your way were nervous or uncertain, so the little gesture felt like a nice change. You went back to your drink, but eventually your eyes wandered back to Nami. She really was beautiful. A sigh escaped your lips before you caught yourself, mentally blaming the drink for the rouge tint of your cheeks as you chug the rest of it down. Lovely as she was, that smile was only given to you because you were a customer. People like you were too scary for a fragile thing like love. You couldn't even remember your last relationship.. Maybe that was just because you forgot. Either way, you felt the chances were slim. Getting out of the depressing subject, you watched a man wander back towards the bar from the table section, a few of his friends not far behind him. He had an arrogant look about him, something told you he felt like starting trouble. He came over to where Nami was, leaning against the counter towards her. She only spared him a glance as she fixed drinks for the other patrons, flashing him a quick smile.
"What can I get you?"
She asked him. The grin on his face grew wider as he glanced back at his friends. You studied him silently from your seat, taking in small details to get a read on him. He was tall, a little taller than you, even. His face was marred by multiple scars, the way they adorned his face told you he had earned those from fights. Your grip tightened on the whiskey glass in your hand, your mind on edge as he leaned in closer to her.
"How about a round?"
She raised her eyebrow at the request, crossing her arms as she chuckled. You knew what he meant, but apparently Nami had missed it.
"Bud, I need to know what kind of drink you want."
She replied. The smug expression of his refused to falter as he let out a sharp laugh. You weren't liking this guy, not one bit. Your eyes hardened as you watched the interaction.
"What kind of round? I'd say a rough one in that hotel nearby when you're done here, pretty lady. What about it?"
He replied. His friends chortled in the background, whooping and praising his wit like a pack of yesmen. This could go one of two ways; either he takes "no" or he doesn't. Paired with the little fleet of kissups he had with him, your gut told you "no" wasn't in this dumbass's vocabulary today. Nami sighed, closing her eyes. With her beauty, she had to be used to the gross flirts by now. That thought gave you no comfort whatsoever.
"That sounds really nice, sir, but I'm not really interested."
She replied shortly. You hid a snort at the blunt reply, going unnoticed by the man. His eyes narrowed at the answer, and within moments he had overstepped his bounds tremendously. His hands had snaked over the counter, going immediately to Nami's ass. She let out a yelp, but she didn't fight back. She couldn't. Like hell you were going to let this go.
You stood up slowly from your seat, your blood boiling as you approached him. He looked over at you with a disinterested expression, looking nonchalant as he gripped her behind.
"What d'you want? I'm in the middle of something here."
He grumbled. You ignored him, your eyes going over to Nami. She let out small whimpers as he groped her, your eyes locking with hers.
She looked terrified.
Your movement was swift and powerful. You raised your left arm, and your hand locked itself onto his head as you forced it down against the bar counter with a monstrous force. His hands flew away from her as he screamed out in pain, clutching his face. You broken his nose, along with a few of his teeth. God, you wished you could do so much worse, but you wouldn't dare to scar Nami with any more of that. Your eyes narrowed down at him dangerously, your anger raw and barely contained as you maintained the grip on his cranium.
"That wasn't a smart thing to do, pal. She just told you no, that wasn't a fuckin' invitation. You're lucky that I haven't fucked up more than your face, you pig."
You hissed into his ear, letting his head go before taking him by the collar and tossing him at his friends. They caught him unsteadily, looking fearfully over at you. You looked down on them, your voice a deep rumble as you growled over at them.
"Get out and don't come back."
You stated. They didn't need to be told twice. No sooner than you said it, the small troupe scrambled out the door, carrying the incapacitated harasser with them. You turned back to Nami, your eyes searching her worriedly.
"Are you okay?"
You asked, the concern obvious in your tone. You met her eyes again. You knew you were scary, what just happened had to be terrifying for her. She probably saw you as a monster now.. No more sunshine smiles for you..
But there wasn't any fear in her eyes.
She grinned up at you, looking amazed.
"I'm okay now, don't worry! That was terrifying though... I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come save me like that.."
She said, shivering. You felt a blush crawl into your face, smiling back at her sheepishly.
"I-It's no big deal, really.. I just did what was right."
You replied humbly, scratching the back of your neck. She shook her head at the reply, her gaze full of fire.
"You just KO'ed a guy bigger than you like it was nothing!! Don't go all modest on me with that kind of stunt, I owe you big time!"
She replied firmly, taking your hand in hers and giving it a quick squeeze before putting it down. You looked away, feeling your blush grow rapidly.
"At least let me thank you somehow."
She offered. Your heart skipped a beat. Maybe there was a chance.. You look down at her, swallowing.
"Well, I'm free on Wednesday if you wanna head to the movies that night.."
You reply, setting your hands in your pockets awkwardly. Your eyes drift back to her face, and the sight almost makes you lose it.
She's blushing.
No weird face. No grimace. No sign of rejection. Hope sparked inside of you and caught on your heart like wildfire as she felt her cheeks, avoiding your gaze in an embarrassed fashion. Adorable. Finally, she looked back up at you, giving you that sunshine smile that you were growing fond of.
"Okay... But can I know something?"
Taking a second to get out of your dumbfounded stupor, you looked down at her curiously.
"Of course, what's up?"
She giggles.
"What's your name?"
You pause, processing it for a minute. Finally, you let out a laugh. It goes for a minute before you calm down, apologizing before catching your breath fully.
"Sorry about that... I had forgotten to introduce myself, I'm so stupid!"
You chuckle, shaking your head. You hold out your hand, offering her your first genuine smile of the night.
"I'm [Name]."
She grasps your hand, shaking it slightly.
"I'm happy to finally know it. How about you come here around 7:30 that day to pick me up?"
You grin.
"Sounds good."
Suddenly, the back pocket of your riding pants started to vibrate. You rolled your eyes, pulling out your phone to see your friend was calling. They didn't call unless they needed you down there for something. With a sigh, you look back at her apologetically.
"Sorry to cut this short, but I gotta go. If that fucker gives you any trouble again, call me."
You say, taking out an old receipt and a pen from your pocket to scribble down your number. You slide it down towards her along with the money for your drinks before heading towards the door, taking up your helmet on the way out. You can feel her eyes on you as you go.
The eyes that refuse to fear you.
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I SMELLED NAMI STANS AND I HAVE COME TO FEED YOU HELLO I AM HERE
By the by, most of my reader inserts are gender neutral and unless someone specifically requests for a gender that's how it stays
#reader insert#writing#gender neutral insert#cat burglar nami#nami one piece#one piece oneshot#one piece#im sorry it doesn't crop and ask if you want to read all of it mobile sucks and im dumb#strawhatscribe
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Here’s most of my Sans-species ideas from NewCanvas7941 for y’all to use cuz it’s too much for me and i wanna see this shit go somewhere:
Before anything, here’s some geographic info:
CLUSTER is the Canvas’ capital. it is also labeled as the RED ZONE.
ASTER is a mix of forests and valleys that makes up the Magic Capital. Nicked as BLACK ZONE.
CALLISTO makes the coast area and goes around most of the map. Also called YELLOW ZONE.
COLOSSUS is a desertic area with tons of mountains. Known as BLUE ZONE.
ALMONTE is the far north. It’s the most dangerous place on the map, since prisons are held there. Also known as the WHITE ZONE.
----------------------------- so, SANS IDEAS-------------
Ceruleans
Mermaids, sirens, whatev ya wanna call em.
They are oddly nice, very curious of the world around them.
It’s not unheard of them marriying land-dwellers.
They all look kinda the same.
Can be found on the deep waters or the coast in Callisto.
Micahs
Fairies. (ignore the dude down there.)
These lil fuckers are pranksters.
Most of them live in the forests and zones around Aster.
Morally neutral. Their magic has no color, unlike normal monsters.
They love shiny things and might steal all your gold coins while you’re not looking.
Their clothes are made of flower petals n stuff.
Gods
Well shit, gods. (in pics: Morpheus, god of dreams, Phobetor, god of nightmares, and Aviv, spring god.)
Not that dificult to come across.
Each of them has an especific task, which is why there’s so damn many of them.
If you do something for them they might grant you a wish or something.
They’re e v e r y w h e r e .
Tribal peeps
Most of them are part of the original NC population.
They use animal skulls as masks, decorated on mineral stones and feathers.
Their weapons are sharp and covered in venom (kinda like the effect of Karmic Retribution)
Not really violent, in fact. They seem especially fond of Papyri.
Only attack if attacked first.
Might have kidnapped a HORROR-Pap who might now be their precious king... maybe.
Wizards n witches
Most of them are either non-magical peeps or just monsters that cannot form normal attacks.
Not that uncommon, but really sneaky.
Don’t fight the cranky ones or they might beat your ass into another dimention.
They have their own council on Aster, as well as a few especialized schools. (dark academia fans where u at-)
Baby on the pic is my dear Belladona from the Kingdom AU (which is basically now a really gay soap opera on NC about a queen and a witch that fall in love n stuff-)
Scarlet Unit Nurses
Not really a species, but an organization.
Made of FELL Sanses who want to help other FELL-folk or survivors from Genocide timelines.
They work for other multiversal organizations inside of NC and attend all kinds of verse-folk equally.
They often help on the adaptation program for agressive monsters.
A perfect excuse to do fluffy stuff.
Might make another part with diferent organizations inside of NC, idk.
REMINDER: NewCanvas7941 is an open AU made by me. If you like some of this stuff and wanna join in then hit me up :>
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Billy loomis and Stu messing with a ouija board for the giggles,,,and accidently summoning Succubus reader??? Both sfw and nsfw please?
A/N: SCREEE I HAVE BEEN AWAKENED!!!! FUCKING GALAXY BRAINED ANON WE HAVE HERE LADS
Poly Stu Macher x succubus!Reader x Billy Loomis Drabble:
Stu eyed Billy as he brought out the spirit board. “No.”
“Yes.”
“I may not be smart, but I’ve- WE’VE seen enough movies to know this isn’t a smart idea.”
“Blah blah blah. You a fucking pussy?”
“Don’t you dare.”
“Yeah. You’re a fucking pussy.”
“FUCK YOU! I got a rug just for this.” Stu marched upstairs to one of the many guest rooms and pulled out a small colorful drug mat and carried it to downstairs. He stuck his tongue out at Billy as he laid out.
“This is your rug for this? To talk to the dead?”
“Fuck you. It’s my favorite, and this is the rug where we first rolled up a blunt and smoked together. We will live and die by it Billy.”
“Fine fine.” Billy gently put the spirit board on the ouija board. “You know the rules?”
“No shit.” Stu took the planchette and put it in the middle. “Ready?”
“Yeah.”
They both silently pressed their hands against the planchette.
“Is there anybody in the room with us?”
“Really? That’s the most basic question.”
“Shut up!”
They both got wide eyed as it moved to yes. They both shook their heads.
“Do you want to talk to us?”
It once again moved to yes.
“Uhhh. Billy your turn. My back hurts from carrying this conversation.”
“Shut the fuck up. Je-“
The planchette quickly moved as Billy nearly said Jesus.
“D O N T S A Y H I S N A M E”
“Oh fuck. Fuck fuck. Fuck you Billy.”
“Shut up! I’m sorry. I won’t say his name. What’s your name?”
“Y O U R N A M E”
“Hot. Uhh Billy let’s say bye. We don’t know what we’re doing.”
“Right,,, right. We have to go now.”
“N O Y O U D O N T S T A Y W I T H M E”
Stu and Billy quickly tried to move the planchette towards goodbye but the board started shaking. The lights started flickering, a weird smell drafting in.
“God-“
The house started shaking more.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to say it.”
The house stopped shaking. The lights stopped flickering but the smell was stronger.
“Are you still with us?”
“What the fuck Stu. Just say bye while we still have the chance.”
Both boys moved to goodbye and carefully took their hands off the planchette.
“Yeah never again Billy. Fuck you dude.”
“Yeah never again. Sorry man.”
“Aw but I had fun! You two look so cute being scared shitless.”
They screamed as they looked at you. You flicked your tongue at them jokingly.
“In fact, you guys are just cute in general. Hiya darlings, I’m (y/n). I’ll be with you guys now.”
Stu looked at Billy and gulped. “What?”
“I said. I’ll be with you guys now.” You poofed behind them and teasingly nibbles on Billy’s ear. “You guys really messed up, in a good way though.”
“Oh- o-okay.” Billy started melting under your alluring aura. “That’s fine.”
You winked at Stu as you gently groped him. “You two are so easy! This is gonna be fun.”
SFW HEADCANONS:
After the whole meeting and some mind blowing sex, you properly introduced yourself
You told them that they couldn’t escape you now that you guys fucked. And they couldn’t run away if they wanted to, you’ll always be there. Everywhere.
These two are certified monster fuckers and after some alcohol, they were cool with it
You hypnotized Stu’s parents into living with Stu
You also hypnotized your way into school so you can always be with your now boyfriends.
They’re okay with this. They’re okay with their souls being bound to you. Although they’ve learned to be careful with being alone with girls
You get angry and jealous quickly while seemingly looking to not care. They’re smart enough to take a hint
However since you’re the sex demoness here, they feel it’s a bit unfair that you flirt with any male you feel like is handsome anymore
So some boundaries are definitely set which are sealed with a kiss and some more sex
They tried to make you seem more human by hiding some your physical attributions and teachin you modern human things
It’s a struggle at first telling you that you can’t just teleport and you have to use your feet
They also take you out to eat since you don’t really need to eat but it’s about the ~experience~
You fucking love it. You love eating. It’s great. Mmm the flavors.
You like milkshakes/smoothies the most. They’re thicc with flavor.
They think you’re like a cute newborn kitten exploring new things and learning how to be more human.
Stu helps with your wardrobe which you always make sexually appealing somehow. Like at turtle neck becomes sexy the moment you wear it. It’s wack but god they love it
NSFW HEADCANON:
They both joked at first that Sunday should be the day no one gets sex since it’s the “holy day” which you challenged and now Sunday is the day where you guys fuck the most
Stu and Billy totally thought they were kinky till you came along, their eyes have been opened to many things
Since you technically go to school with them and can’t control your own urges, you guys fuck in the janitor closets whenever you please
You’ve fucked in the principals office just because you wanted to. It was tricky but after you hypnotized your way in, god it was fucking fun.
Sometimes where you’ll leave them strung out since they’ve become almost completely dependent for your pussy. What can you say? You love teasin them.
They think they’re the tops since they’re thrusting into you
But really, you’re the top of the relationship. YOU tell them what to do. That’s on periodt.
#slashers#stu macher#scream#billy loomis#stu macher x reader#poly stu macher x reader x billy loomis headcanons#poly stu macher x reader x billy loomis#poly stu macher x reader x billy loomis drabble#poly billy loomis x reader x stu macher#poly billy loomis x reader x stu macher headcanons#poly billy loomis x reader x stu macher drabble#billy loomis x reader#stu macher headcanons#monster fucker#monster lover
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Crimson|Ink. (m)
↳ chapter ten: forgive me
❧ genre: tattoo-shop/hitmen au | tattoo artist/hitman kirishima
❧ fic warning: major character(s) death; happy ending
❧ chapter warnings: snakes
❧ chapter song: Forgive Me by Evanescence
♬crimson|ink playlist | ♧ character profiles | artist credit
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Kirishima groaned as he threw a hardened punch, the sharp edges of his fist cutting through his victims flesh like butter. A few teeth flew out, along with a gush of dark red blood.
“I know I fucked up, you can get off my back about it!” He snarled.
Bakugou chuckled and wiped blood from his cheek before gearing up to land his own solid punch. Sheer brute strength was all he needed for his knuckles to break skin as they landed on a strong jaw, causing an agonized groan in return.
“Tch, acceptance is the first step. Now you just need to grow some balls and tell her!”
The two panted, red eyes staring back at each other, both covered in blood.
“Please, stop no more -” a voice choked out, causing both men to look at the battered and beaten victim they were using as a punching bag, a literal punching bag.
He was hanging upside down in an abandoned warehouse, swinging back and forth every time Kirishima and Bakugou laid into him. The man was what they deemed ‘the usual’, serial rapist and woman beater.
He had evaded law enforcement and heroes for quite a while, leaving them no other choice than to call in reinforcements, i.e. the The Shop.
After finally tracking down the man that not even the pros could catch, Bakugou and Kiri decided to give him a dose of his own medicine and let off a little steam of their own. As much as the blonde wanted to pulverize his numskull friend he decided to give him one last shot to fuck up before it came to that. And it goes without saying that Kirishima needed some kind of outlet to rage about what he had done.
“Bakugou, I can’t, look at us!”
Kirishima shouted, holding up his hands, showcasing the blood and bile dripping from them that wasn’t his own, but that of someone he was paid to kill, paid to be their executioner.
He was a monster, a chaotic good monster but nonetheless - a monster.
He could only imagine what you would think if only you knew what he was doing right now, no matter how disgusting and undeserving of life this criminal was. When Kirishima’s hands weren’t covered in black latex and ink, they were drenched in his own type of ink which was the blood of his targets.
“She doesn’t need this in her life, she doesn’t need all this violence and filth. That fucking -” he paused and sighed defeatedly, a hand combing through his hair, the blood on it slicking his already red hair to the side, “… that goddamn fucking smile of hers is the only clean and pristine thing any of us have anymore, it’s not right for us - for me to dirty it.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes.
“Don’t you think she should be deciding what she does and doesn’t need,” he replied before sending the body between them straight into Kirishima with a swift and hard kick, the sound of ribs cracking and agonized screams filling the ambiance.
“Look, that nightmare, those scars, those fucking burns, they’re all there for a reason and from the looks of it, a real shitty reason. You think you’re protecting her by doing the childish bullshit you’re doing but in reality you’re not. If anything she needs someone like you idiot, needs to know that you will protect her. I’m not stupid and I know you aren’t … to an extent. Her ex did that and she isn’t telling any of us a damn thing about it which puts up a lot of fucking red flags, if I had to bet, I’d bet she ran away from him and she’s hiding out meaning he’s looking for her.”
Bakugou paused for a moment, the sounds of screaming and incredulous pleading giving him a migraine.
With a growl he took the man’s head between his hands, “See you again in hell fucker,” he spout out before explosions erupted from his palms, obliterating the skull that was once there to messy pieces.
With a relieved sigh Bakugou stood straight and shucked the blood and brain matter from his hands and off his shirt as he walked to face Kirishima, fire-red eyes burning into him.
“What are you gonna do when he finds her huh - and takes her back, away from us, away from you.”
A car horn blaring as it passed by the shop caused Kirishima to jump.
His heart beating rapidly from the small scare. He groaned and let his head fall into his hands, foot tapping impatiently on the floor while he waited before the counter. He had been there for half an hour already, way earlier than he usually is, but he had to get there first, had to be the first one to see you.
Two full, excruciatingly long days had passed since he last saw or spoke to you. The image of your dull (e/c) eyes and face devoid of a smile burned into his brain, an image he never wanted to see again. Kirishima wanted to see you walking through the door, bright as ever, eyes sparkling and you overall radiating.
He missed you, god did he miss you.
Just walking into the shop that morning he could faintly smell your chocolaty scent, a scent he had grown so used to and even developed an addiction to. While Kirishima waited, his read eyes skimmed over your sketchpad that still remained on the counter by the shop computer.
Since joining them you took up an interest in learning how to draw and from the looks of it, you had promising skill. The book was filled with mostly just doodles and rough sketches of your favorite anime characters. There were random eyes and hands, flowers and animals here and there. A twinge of a smile crossed Kirishima’s face and he thought back to the multiple times he’d watch you sitting in the same spot he was, doodling away. (H/c) strands of hair falling into your face and your hand brushing and holding them out of the way, tongue in cheek, eyes focused. Sometimes you’d growl in aggravation from messing up and others you’d snicker to yourself at something off the wall you’re mind came up with. It was creepy to say but Kirishima really did enjoy just watching and admiring you from afar, lost in your own little world making these cute faces and sounds.
He chuckled and closed the sketchbook - fuck he missed you.
After his ‘heart to heart’ with Bakugou, Kirishima was more than ready to return to the shop. He was hellbent on apologizing from the moment you stepped foot through that front door.
The bell to that exact door rang suddenly, making his red eyes look up and dilate.
“Hey Red.”
A smile grew on Kirishima’s face, one razor sharp fang peeking out as he looked upon you. You wore black skinny jeans and a black hoodie, a long grey coat layered it. The hood was on your head and you removed the sunglasses, revealing those sparkling pools of (e/c). Your eyes squinted at him and a smile of your own grew, it couldn’t be helped and it made the red-head a puddle.
“Hey there little one.”
A gust of wind blew through the still open door and you shuddered, quickly closing it and getting covered in even more snow flakes. Kirishima couldn’t help but inhale that sweet scent he loved so much when it carried along with the wind and came his way. Not being able to take it anymore he had to ask.
“What is that?”
You looked up at him, dusting snow from your clothes and quirked a brow, “What is what?”
“That smell, whatever you wear almost every single day. It smells like chocolate.”
Giggling you pulled the hood from the hoodie down and shook like a dog.
“Sympathy for the Skin - it’s this lotion I use religiously and it’s pretty much engraved in my skin now. There’s all kinds of stuff in it, cocoa butter, almond oil, bananas and vanilla.”
Kirishima hummed and burned the name of the lotion into his memory.
“Well it smells really good - you smell really good.”
You smirked and leaned on the counter, arms crossed and tilting your head at him. “Are you trying to butter me up Kiri?”
The tattooed male chuckled and gently plucked a snowflake from your eyelash. “Maybe … is it working?”
Playfully, you rolled your eyes and tilted your head, gently motioning his hand away from your face before standing straight and going to walk into the kitchen.
“You’re something else Kirishima,” you mumbled.
Suddenly there was a hand around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.
“(Y/N) … please, hear me out.”
The touch felt like fire, causing you to be back in that truck, wrists pinned to the ceiling by the same hand. At that point in time the fire was welcoming but right now, you weren’t quite sure what it was but deep down you longed for it to feel as good as it did before. There was a desperation in Kirishima’s voice as he pleaded, when your head turned around just the tiniest bit to get a peek, you could also see the desperation in his eyes. Those enraging beautiful red eyes.
“Goddammit,” you spoke under your breath before your hand turned, palm open to him, “Fine, but I need some tea.”
Kirishima was somewhat taken back by your action. Nonetheless though he wasted no time in taking hold of your hand, letting you lead him into the kitchen before letting go and going to dig through the cabinets for your favorite tea. The male took it upon himself to take the kettle and fill it with water as you gathered two mugs. He placed the kettle on a hot plate that sat next to the sink then watched you prep the mugs with the tea bags before going to sit at the small table.
He turned to face you, leaning against the counter and rubbing the side of his neck. You sat in the chair, leg crossed over one knee and arms crossed. There was a look on your face, one that told him he should get to talking and fast. For once he was intimidated - by little old you.
“I’m sorry,” he started off.
You shrugged your shoulders and tilted your head, “I know you’re sorry, now apologize.”
“What?”
“Feeling sorry isn’t an apology, they’re two different things. One is an emotion, a feeling of regret, while the other is an action, it’s you expressing that regret.”
Kirishima’s red eyes widened, he was speechless. He knew you’d probably be reluctant when it came to forgiving him but he didn’t expect for you to be well …like this.
“Okay. I’ll start with saying I fucked up, I know I did. You asked me not to poke anymore for information and I did, I tried pushing you to do something you weren’t comfortable with and that was wrong of me. I apologize for also just kissing you like that, even if I did intend to just shut you up at first, it wasn’t the best thing to do and only made things worse.”
You listened, not once taking those (e/c) eyes off of him, it made him feel so exposed for some reason.
“Most of all though, I apologize for what I said to you. I tend to want to get the last word when I’m heated like that, I end up saying things I don’t mean, really shitty things. I hope you know by now that obviously what I said was a lie. Truly, I wish I could go back in time and just take it back.”
“Well you can’t,” you quickly replied making Kirishima wince at your sharp words, “ … but I can tell you’re sincere and that you really are sorry so - that’s a start.”
Suddenly your frame was picked up from its seat, feet hanging in the air when strong thick tattooed arms caged you in a massive bear hug. Your face was squished against a hard and heavenly smelling chest, arms dangling at your sides and eyes wide with shock. Kirishima was spewing ‘thank you’s’ as he rocked back and forth, holding and squeezing you like a child with their most precious stuffed animal. You couldn’t exactly breathe but you also couldn’t help but giggle.
“Kiri, I’m uh, I’m losing air.”
The red-head gasped and quickly released his iron hold causing your body to slip from his arms with a yelp and almost fall over when your feet hit the ground. Thankfully he thought fast and grabbed you by the elbow, helping to steady you again.
“Uh - I’m sorry, I don’t really register how small you are compared to me and forget my own strength sometimes.”
Nodding, another giggle escaped your lips, “It’s fine, just took me off guard, that’s all. I wasn’t really expecting such a thing from you, it’s like you’re a massive overly excited puppy.”
“I’m just relieved,” he breathed out while straightening your clothes and hair back to normal.
“Well, I accept your apology but you’re not off the hook just yet!”
The tea kettle went off, causing you to both jump at the noise and chuckle.
“That’s fair,” Kirishima replied as he turned to turn off the hot plate and remove the kettle. “Is there something you need me to do, punch myself, walk around with the word ‘asshole’ drawn on my forehead all day?”
You quirked a brow, shocked at Kirishima’s desperation. From the sound of it, he was willing to do almost anything for your forgiveness. He seemed to be at your mercy and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t entertaining. There were so many things you could probably get him to do, public humiliation, self-mutilation, maybe make him shave off all his hair?
Nah, you liked his hair, that needed to be left alone. You needed to think of something that would really show he didn’t mean those crummy words. A representation of the real Eijirou Kirishima.
Soon a mug was placed in front of you, before you could ask for honey Kirishima was already pouring some for you, he even knew exactly how much to pour which made you smile. After being handed a spoon, Kiri took a seat and took a sip of his own tea then looked at you, awaiting his sentence.
“I got it! Everyone in this shop has gone with me on shop runs - everyone except you,” you leaned over and poked Kiri’s chest making him chuckle, “That’s your first trial, chauffeuring me around from place to place for supplies and just spending the day with me. I want to see how we truly get along without any bets in place, you’re not required to act nice if that’s truly someone you’re not, I don’t want the fake Eijirou, I want the real one.”
“I can do that no problem. What else?”
You snapped your fingers and smiled, “You also owe me lunch, a really good lunch too!”
“Is that all?”
To be honest Kirishima was shocked at the mercy you were having on him. Spending the day with you and having lunch together didn’t sound bad to him at all, in fact he was more than excited to spend this time with you, one on one. He was ready to start fresh and redeem himself.
“No that’s not all, I just can’t think of anything else right now but I will. I’m only being so merciful because I’m pretty much over this now and it’s not something I want to dwell on. I really do want to be friends Kiri and to hold a grudge and be bitter about things doesn’t help. So now, where we go from here is all up to you.”
And there it was finally, the pressure. The pressure to not fuck this up royally, again!
Kiri let out a breath before nodding with a determined look on his face. “Alright little one, what do say we get these trails started?”
You moaned and groaned after plopping into the passenger seat of Kirishima’s truck, hands gripping at your stomach as you felt it eating away at your spine and body slumping over onto the middle console. Kiri settled in his seat by now and looked down at you.
“Eijirou, I’m dying here.”
“(Y/N), throughout the whole store you got every single free-sample there was, plus a massive slurpee and a cookie!”
Whining even more your buried your face into his arm, “Those were just teasers! Now feed me real food before I start to shut down!”
“Yes your majesty,” he chuckled and started the truck before taking off.
For the next ten minutes you went from groaning to being completely silent and almost lifeless. At one point Kirishima really thought you were dead before a sneeze left you.
So far the day was going well and you were getting along as if nothing happened. The first stop was to get tattoo supplies and you left Kiri to get everything like you would with the others since they knew exactly what to look for. After that it was off to get bulk supplies like paper towels, gloves, drinks for the kitchen, cleaning materials, etc.
Quickly Kiri learned why all the guys hated going to that one place with you, not only did you specifically seek out free food but you had this bad habit of just dipping off out of nowhere, silent as a ninja. Each time Kirishima wouldn’t notice until he was talking to himself and turned around to find you nowhere in sight. His heart would drop every time and he’d frantically search for you. Eventually he made it a rule that you walked in front of him at all times. It was like shopping with a child basically but still you were so cute to him.
It was nearing Thanksgiving and the stores were displaying all their Christmas items - tree, lights, figures, ornaments. Anytime something bright and shiny caught your eye, Kiri found himself being jerked by the hand and dragged to the point of interest. Each time he could’ve easily stopped you but he didn’t want to. Not once has he ever witnessed this much of you, normally he’d shack up in his studio and avoid being around you or leave if he was around you too much.
He wasn’t used to all the touchiness, you absentmindedly clinging to his arm if someone gave you an eerie feeling, tugging at his clothes or shaking him when another free-sample stand popped up, and the hand-holding, so much of it. He wasn’t blind or new to any of the stores you stopped by that day, he knew where to find certain items, but still when it came time to look for the next item on the list you’d grab his massive hand in your small one and lead the way as he’d pull the buggy.
Kirishima knew you were a touchy person, hell he’d even seen you dragging Shouto, the most reserved of them all around the shop by the hand to show him something so he shouldn’t feel that special about it but he did. Yet at the same time it didn’t feel off, it felt right.
Just like it did that night at Sero’s, holding and keeping you close to him like it was the most normal thing ever. It could become normal too, if he really tried, he could have you like this every day. Still though, Kirishima was unsure about whether he should truly retire his whole ploy to keep you at a safe distance.
Did he want you? Of course he did. Most of all though, he wanted to keep you safe he just couldn’t decide though whether being with him really was safe or not for you.
“Are we there yet?”
Kirishima looked down from the road briefly to see you still laying over on the console, chin resting on your forearm as your finger traced the squares of the flannel fabric dressing his arm.
“Almost little one. You okay? You’re really quiet.”
With a small smile you nodded, “I’m just hungry Red.”
Kiri chuckled and licked his bottom lip, “Well where we’re going, you can eat to your pretty little heart’s content.”
“Oh Kiri don’t tell me that, I’ll make you regret it!”
Soon the truck came to a stop and Kirishima unbuckled his belt. He leaned over you, looking at each other eye to eye.
“Try me.”
“Thems fighting words Red, are you challenging me!”
A razor sharp smile was now on the red-heads face, making you smile just as wide, you knew what was coming and you were already agreeing.
“It’s not so much a challenge when I know I’ll come out on top little one. You see I have a pretty insatiable appetite myself and I’m sure it’s much bigger than yours.”
Your lips pouted, a prideful gleam sparkled in your eyes, “Tsk, tsk! You may be twice my size but I’m positive I can eat just as much food as you, if not more!”
A sharp tooth bit down on Kiri’s bottom lip at the sound of a challenge.
Last time the two of you made a bet it didn’t end well but this one was harmless. Something inside of the red-head liked to challenge you, and he could tell you liked it as well. You were such a little spitfire and he loved it.
He hummed in amusement and let his hand fall next to your head, his thumb brushed over your parted bottom lip mindlessly but neither of you minded.
“How about you put your money where that pretty little mouth is then?”
“You’re on, first one to tap out has to pay for the meal,” you spoke before nipping at the thumb still on your lip and making Kiri snatch it away with a smile.
You sat up to unbuckle the seat belt and waited while Kiri got out and came around to open your door. He helped you hop out of the tall vehicle, neither of your hands letting go of the other even after your feet were on the ground. He closed the door and walked you across the street, when you looked and realized where he had brought you, a massive shit eating grin spread across your face.
It was one of the conveyor belt sushi places, where you could get a lot of food for your dollar and the perfect place for a food eating contest.
“You done messed up A-Aron!”
Shaking his head, Kirishima let go of your hand and slung an arm around your shoulders before leading you into the restaurant and to begin your little game.
After sitting down you both agreed that whoever had the most plates by the time you were ready to leave would be the winner, giving you time to actually enjoy yourself and not throw up in the process. As time passed you’d talk, you told Kirishima about the tattoo Sero gave you and about Hitoshi who was probably still passed out in your bed. You both ate plate after plate of sushi in between chatting and had two stacks piling up rather quickly. The employees had to be used to shenanigans like this everyday so neither of you felt particularly bad about the massive amount of food being devoured.
“So, you still haven’t come up with my last trial,” Kiri asked as he stacked another plate and leaned back in his seat.
Your head shook in response and you chewed on a piece of sushi that was a little too large for your mouth. The man chuckled at how fat your cheeks looked and leaned over to wipe a small amount of soy sauce from the corner of your mouth before licking his thumb clean.
“Indirect kiss,” you muffled.
“Whatever, finish your food before you choke,” he replied and took a sip of his tea.
You quirked a brow and finished chewing then proceeded to swallow your food with a loud gulp, “Oh I never choke, Eijirou.”
Kirishima quickly covered his mouth and choked down his drink, you started to cackle at him then groaned and grabbed at your stomach when it hurt to laugh from being so full. Your face landed on the table, lulling side to side in misery.
“That’s what you get,” Kiri snickered at your pain, “are you done?”
“Never,” you groaned out pathetically.
Smirking the red-head crossed his arms and leaned onto the table, one of his hands reached out and gathered your hair from the surface before it could land in the dirty plates and tucked it to one side.
“Well I’m done, you win.”
You quickly shot up and glared at the man, “Lies, you’re letting me win!”
“It doesn’t matter I was going to pay for the meal anyway. Plus, you proved me wrong, you really can put away just as much food as I can, maybe you ate a plate or two more, so you really did win.”
You turned from looking at him and to the plates, he could tell you were counting them. After a few moments you turned to the electronic screen, browsing through the menu with a determined look on your face. Kirishima couldn’t help but chuckle at your resilience, even if it was just a silly contest he liked how headstrong and iron-willed you were.
“I do have one more plate than you but I still have room for dessert.”
“Of course you do!”
After selecting a parfait you sat back in the seat with a disgruntled huff and hands rubbing your bloated stomach.
“So, anywhere else we need to go before we head back to the shop?”
“Actually yeah, I need to stop by the pet store and get some dog food.”
Your eyes widened and twitched, “Dog food? You have a dog?”
“No little one, I like to have a nice bowl of it before bed every night.”
Right as the words left his mouth a chopstick was flying straight for Kirishima’s face. He quickly deflected it and laughed. You rolled your eyes and picked your parfait up off the belt and started to eat it.
“What kind of dog?”
“She’s a pit bull, I rescued her from the shelter last year,” he replied and took his phone out, scrolling through his pictures and then showing one to you.
“Aww, Ei! She’s precious! Look at the sweet pupper, oof look at her snoot,” you cooed.
Kiri continued to show you more pictures of the grey and white dog. There were pictures of them together on the couch, at the park, even some of her and the guys. The tattooed man told you stories of her, that she was pretty goofy and playful but also a big snuggle bug. The dog was like a child to him and it was adorable to see him gleaming over the animal.
Seeing this side of Kiri was exactly what you wanted. When he wasn’t thinking too much about it, he seemed to really open up to you, almost like breathing. He really was trying hard to fulfill his quest and you appreciated him sharing this part of his life with you.
“What’s her name?”
“It’s Duchess. She’s a little spoiled,” he smiled and finally put the phone away.
“I can’t believe I’m just now finding out about this, it’s like you were trying to hide your child from me. I want to meet her one day!”
Kirishima smiled while pulling out his wallet and started to pay for the food with the machine at the table.
“Next time I’m out at the park with her, I’ll let you know. Or -” he put his wallet away and smirked as he leaned back in his seat so casually, “You could always come over, you know to meet my dog.”
“Well I mean, if that would please your dog then maybe.”
With a smile Kirishima stood from his seat and walked to yours, holding out his hand to help you up out of your own, “I think it would please her very much.”
After leaving the restaurant, you made a stop by the pet store. Overjoyed you quickly ran inside and for once left Kirishima in the dust. He chuckled and jogged in after you, yelling to wait up.
With big bright eyes and a massive smile, you awed over all the animals, needing to pet every single one of them. A bunny here, a ferret there, a couple of kittens. Next you made it over to the birds, pressing your hands to the glass and marveling over their bright colors, baby talking to them though the barrier.
Not once did Kirishima interrupt, he was too caught up in how happy you were to interact with all the animals. He had a feeling that the moment you met his dog, he’d become like chopped liver.
After having your fill, you turned and looked at the red-head then behind him at the aisle markers. Taking his hand you went to walk towards the dog food aisle but Kirishima didn’t budge, causing you to grunt as you pulled.
“Kiri, dog food is this way.”
The man nodded and rubbed the side of his neck with his free hand, “I know but let’s go down this aisle and around.”
Your brows furrowed in confusion, you turned to look in the right direction, not seeing anything strange or out of place.
“Why,” you chuckled and tugged, “Let’s just go this way, plus I want to see the reptiles and they’re right there,” you pouted with the biggest most pathetic puppy dog eyes and pointed.
Kiri’s hand squeezed yours and he looked conflicted, finally though he gave in and let you drag him towards the right aisle.
“Those stupid pretty eyes,” he thought with a smirk.
You came to a stop before the reptiles, bending at the knees slightly to get a better look at the ones on the lower level. Kiri left you to look at them as he went and got dog food, after locating the right brand he got the biggest bag and turned to make his way back to you.
“Okay, little one let’s get - ah,” the massive man yelled when he turned the corner to you holding a snake in his face.
Quickly Kiri turned away, his fingers gripping the dog food.
“Isn’t it cute? They let me hold it,” you chimed and brought the snake back to your chest as it sat like a rock in your hand.
“Cool, now put it back and lets go.”
Your brows furrowed yet again, a quizzical look on your face.
“Kiri what’s wrong? It’s just a little sn - ake,” you spoke slowly after finally realizing what must of been the issue this whole time.
First Kirishima didn’t want to walk down the way you came and now he wasn’t even facing you and looking tense as hell. You asked him to turn and look, but he shook his head and mentioned how heavy the dog food was and that he was ready to leave.
“Bullshit Kiri, I weigh more than that dog food, now look at me - please.”
The red-head bared his sharp teeth at the sound of your pleading, so soft and wanting, and totally fucking up his life. Only after a few hours together, you now had this hold on him, like some leash around his heart that tugged in every direction you went, dragging him along like a puppy, only wanting to please you as long as it kept that dumb smile on your face.
Finally, Kirishima sheathed his teeth back behind his lips, taking a deep breath before he turned around to face you, his red eyes not once leaving your own (e/c) ones.
“Yes your highness,” he questioned, trying to hide his nervousness.
You gave him a soft and calming smile, “Ei, are you scared of snakes?”
“I’m not scared of them, I just don’t like them.”
Your teeth were now chewing on your bottom lip, eyes looking down to the cold-blooded creature in your hands before flashing back up to him. He felt a shudder run up his spine at the scheming yet alluring look you held, almost like a siren. Kirishima knew that whatever you were thinking wasn’t good for him but he couldn’t help but be lured in, frozen in place.
“Eijirou,” you softly spoke and took a step towards him.
He wanted to take a step back but he didn’t, the way his name always fell from your lips was a terrible weakness of his and you were starting to realize it. He could only swallow harshly, jaw clenching and clutching the dog food tighter.
“(Y/N), don’t.”
“I know what your final trial is.”
Kirishima sighed and let his head fall back, an aggravated ‘fuck’ escaping from between his triangular teeth.
“Hold this noodle for ten seconds and you’re completely forgiven, clean slate.”
The tattooed man looked down and cringed at the sight of the reptile. It was balled up in your palms, it’s beady head resting on its body. Bright yellow and pretty fat looking. Up close it didn’t look slimy or really that intimidating, if anything it looked fake.
Kiri looked back to you, his brows rising and eyes softening with one last plea but you chuckled and shook your head. Groaning, he sat the dog food on the floor and scratched his head. His blood was pumping, growing more nervous as he brought his palms up. Once you started to move the snake towards Kirishima he looked away, taking more deep breaths. Soon he felt a light weight in the middle of his hand and cold scaly skin - and then it moved.
Kiri stiffened and shook his head, trying not to freak and make the animal move any more but it continued to slowly slither.
“I can’t do this (Y/N), take it pl-”
You cut his words off by cupping his cheek with one hand, turning his face to look at yours and placing your other hand on the underside of his.
“Eijirou, you can do this. It’s already been almost five seconds. You’re halfway there. Don’t focus on the snake, look at me. I know how much you like to do that.”
An almost strained chuckle came from Kirishima’s throat but he listened to you and focused on the one thing he’s been focused so much on for the past month.
His red eyes zeroing in on your pink lips, watching as they moved while you counted for five more seconds. Gradually his heart-rate was decreasing and his nerves were settling. Before he knew it the snake was being removed him his hand and replaced with sanitizer, making him blink rapidly and look down. The tension literally melted from Kiri’s body and he huffed while rubbing his hands together and smearing the disinfect. You were doing the same with a pleased expression and Kirishima felt embarrassed. When you looked up to him though there wasn’t any humor or cockiness in your face.
“I’m not going to ask why you don’t like snakes Eijirou. I understand everyone has their own fears and you don’t owe me an explanation about them. I am proud of you though, I’m sure that was difficult for you but facing your fear just for me, it means a lot.”
Kirishima smiled and tousled his spiky hair, “So - am I forgiven now?”
You smiled and rose up on the tips of your toes, hands coming to rest on Kiri’s chest for balance as you placed a feather-light kiss to his cheek.
“You’ve been forgiven since buying me food Red.”
Crimson eyes narrowed at you and you snickered, quickly walking towards the cashier. Kirishima growled and he picked up the dog food before running after you.
“I really hate you sometimes little one.”
You squealed once he caught up and wrapped his free arm around the front of your waist, easily picking you up and squeezing as he gnawed on your shoulder. You giggled and tried to push him away.
“I hate you too Ei.”
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tell me more, tell me more (1/4)
s u m m a r y
Dante and Roman’s summer “thing” is casual, until it isn’t
w a r n i n g s
mild-implied sexual content/ jokes, cursing, teen stuff
v i b e s
terrible!summer camp au, summer romance, short’n’ sweet, logan can be petty as a treat, deceit is thirsty, roman is a monster fucker, remus is good with kids
c h a r a c t e r s
Deceit/Roman, Remus Logan, (minor) Patton/Virgil, (past) Logan/Roman
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There were many traditions at the south-sunny youth camp, from the particularly horrible camp songs to the regular cabin pranks, to the horrendous health care violations of some of the cabins. You could cram a lot of problematic but memorable experiences into this little lake-side camp, which is why Dante assumes people kept coming back to it. Though honestly, he thinks it's because there wasn’t anywhere else for people to dump their kids.
So here he was, in an itchy, horrendous bright yellow t-shirt in the sweltering heat, by the sweltering fire, listening to Remus scare the shit out of the younger campers. It was funny the first couple of years, but by now Dante had been around Remus enough to know all the disgusting shit that falls out his mouth on daily, so the pre-approved ghost stories were tame at best, and utter-plain faced bullshit at worst.
But there was one camp tradition he enjoyed.
“Are they still going at it?” Roman snorted, leaning against the back of Dante’s hot pink plastic lawn chair. Roman wore a similar, atrociously yellow t-shirt, except it was tied up around their waist, just low enough that the counselors really couldn’t say anything, but just high enough to show off the stick and poke tattoos dotting their stomach.
“You got to admit, the kids do love Remus,” Dante said, just as Remus flipped his eyelids, followed by his monster voice, sending shrieks across the pack of eight-year-olds, yet they remained firmly on the edges of their seats.
Dante blinked, “They... really fucking love him, Jesus Christ.”
“It’s horrifying, I know,” Roman drawled, the beads in their braids jangling as the shook their head, “And it is...kinda cute, y’ know?” he said, rolling his eyes with a smile, “He’s thinking of becoming a counselor next year.” He sounded fairly contemplative.
“You know,” Dante said, turning to face them “It almost sounds like you’re proud of him,” he teased, “You’re getting soft.”
Roman smiled, “Shut your damn mouth.” he said under his breath.
“What?” Dante was fairly aware of how close their faces were, “You scared your friends back at home will find out you’re a huge softie?”
“Dante,” Roman giggled, “They wouldn't believe you, you're always talkin’ shit.”
“Me? Talking shit?” Damian batted his eyes, innocent, “I’d never.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“I mean if I was…” Damian flicked his hair from his eyes, “There’d be a pretty easy way to shut me up.” he suggested and Roman looked very pointedly ahead, “Preferably with your tongue—”
“In your mouth, yeah, yeah I got that,” Roman huffed.
Dante raised an eyebrow, lips quirked, “I never said mouth,”
“Yo--” Roman blushed, “You’re horrible.” he laughed, tilting Dante’s head up, “You're lucky you’re cute.” he murmured as Dante tangled his hand in their hair and pulled them clos--
“Is everything alright over here?” Logan interjected, swinging his counselor lanyard about with a knowing raise of an eyebrow. Dante paid him no mind, but Roman froze, straightening up quickly and leaving Dante’s lips sorely alone.
“Everythings peachy,” Dante said, sour and Roman nodded along all bright-eyed and innocent.
It wasn’t that Logan ever ratted them out on it, more like he was just horribly and persistently inconvenient about his little interruptions.
Logan nodded along, “Oh, Roman remember it's your cabin’s turn to clean up the crafts cabin,” he said, before leaving with a warning look.
Roman glanced at Dante, “Stop pouting, you big baby.” he sighed, patting their face, sympathetically, “Meet me tonight?”
Dante grumbled in agreement.
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GEARBOX THIS IS EVERYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED THAAAAHAHAHAANK YOUUUUU
FUCK OKAY TRAILER BREAKDOWN BECAUSE I AM LOOOOOOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER THIS TRAILER HOOOOOLY SHIT
POSSIBLE PSOILERS??? MAYBE? GOD DDDDDAYMN WHAT A WAY TO GET BACK INTO THE THEORY SCENE LMAO
SO FIRST OF ALL I’M NOT CERTAIN THIS IS RELATED TO THE BARMAN/SECOND STARS CULT QUEST I FOUND IN THE FILES AS SOME PEOPLE SUGGESTED, BUT I WILL ADMIT IT IS SUSPICIOUSLY SPECIFIC. MAINLY ABOUT A CULT AND THE FACT WE SEE A BAR HANGING OUT IN THE TRAILER, BUT HEY, I AM NOT GOING TO MAKE ASSUMPTIONS RIGHT NOW I AM JUST GOING TO ENJOY THIS WHILE I CAN
ANd breathe in
breathe okay
okay
im okay.
i’ve watched this trailer like 15 times already oh my god it’s so good. i wasnt so hyped about the casino dlc bc, like, i already spoiled myself on it BUT THIS IS (AS FAR AS WE KNOW) UNCHARTED TERRITORY AND
IT’S TECHNICALLY A WATER PLANET
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES
okay
okay
i will stop using caps
for the most part
hhhhhhh
okay.
let’s just be calm. i got this
BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THIS THOUGH????
oh ym goD
the fucking lighthouse sent me. i just. i went feral for a solid hour and a half. just wheezing on my test. i fell onto the floor at one point, don’t remember when. it was so fucking good, i couldn’t feel my goddamn hands
;-; its so beautiful i could stare at this all day hhhhhhh
i just
hhhhhhhhhhhh
oh ym godddd ;-;-;-;-;-;-;
it’s so fucking beautiful
i can’t
okay
we see the gun/health station under the lighthouse so it’s not really THAT big, and we can see a town in the distance. running across the ice sheets is giving me HUGE southern shelf vibes which i am in love with. this whole aesthetic is just ;w; so good
there’s a catch a ride in that town as well so we know this area is fairly big (which is confirmed in a later shot)
and oh my GOD can you imagine seeing some big ol beast lurking beneath the surface of the ice sheets hohhhh
MAN
okay sorry im still not oevr this its just so fckign good
inside the belly of the beast rotting Monster and OHHHHHHHHHHH THE IMPLICATION-s of that. of that. im calm.
we get a look at 2 new enemies and mmmmmm we get a better look at them later on so just look how fuckig beautiful thsi area is with its acid that’s probably rotting stomach acid and AAAAAAAA
first close up of the town, giving me really big uhhhh we happy few vibes? which im not complaining about
TENTACLES asdfghj
anywway more toen, bridge looks like like athenas which is DOPE im hype for more athenas-esque architecture
the TOWNss oh my god im so im love with this aesthetic god. damn.it i need this injected directly into my veins like right N O W
also the bridge is going over another pool of acid, which the tentacle is coming out of. i imagine this monster was sorta acid based, which is funny. since. frozen water planet. and it’s OOZY too. oozy boy means the eridians didn’t make this one! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
hm who’s ready to face the unintended consequences of our actions?! NOT THE ERIDIANS WHOOO BOY (you cannot tlel me that there are mantakores on this planet and not say there was eridian fuckering going on nooOOPE)
also, side note, DIGGING the spike pit under the house on the bottom right. hope we get to explore that bad boy
ALSO
who are you mysterious figure whose cape billows in the wind? are you just part of the environment?? MAYBE
more town
first look at that BEAUITUFL red barrier which OOOOH I WANNA TOUCH SO BADLY
look at it
LOOK AT IT
NOODLE BOWL
EATS??? food place?? im not sure i can’t read, Jared, 19
see s-ar(?)ed??
THAT
THAT IS BEAUTIFUL
doesn’t look like a corporation shield (no corporation gunk lying around either) and we do know red glowy shit is the New Eridian Aesthetic, so im just saying.
it could be a corporation tho, mostly because uhhh later shots
hold up
that’s not uhhhhhhhhhhh
yeah it CAN’T BE lol
cursetown - something something
these red thingies are probably just rotting monster flesh but it does look very similar to the vines on nekrotefeyo
given how worried wainwright looks i imagine him and hammylocks are being coerced into the whole marriage thing in order to complete a ritual
i mean no judgement but that red background is absolutely garrish for a wedding
1. pirate ship??? please??? look at all the mist outside and the wooden bars
god PLEASE can i get a pirate ship. CNA I PLEASE GET A PIRATE SHIP
Captain scarlett wsan’t enoughhhh
2. why the fuck does she have a tail
3.
DJ Midnight performing Saturday: The Dark Mix Deep W???? Hear The Voices (hmmm) and Let The Music Enter You
gee i wonder if this is cultist propaganda
I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU PEOPLE ARE
BUT YOUR TIMING
SUCKS
IIIII AM HERMEAUS MORAAA
no wait wrong game
BUT BRO TENTACLES COMING OUT OF THE MAGIC PORTALS???? UFCKF UEYS THIS FITS PERFECTLY INTO H2O A- i mean, damn haven’t we got enough tentacles from the destroyer?? wow gearbox... heh. hm.
SO I AM WONDERING IF MAYBE THE GREEN UNDER THE BRIDGE AND SUCH ISN’T LIKE CORROSIVE ACID BUT MAYHAPS SOME SORT OF MAGIC SLUDGE COMING OFF THE BIG OL MONSTER BOY THAT THESE CULTISTS ARE HARNESSING TO TAP INTO something. i lost steam. but i mean MAGIC PORTALS
and we all know where teleportation takes us
MANTAKORES!!! WHICH MEANS ERIDIAN INTERVENTION SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINE
they seem like fire/ice boys which i absolutely adore
THIS SHOT IS SO COOL OH MY GOD
LIKE I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN IT JUST LOOKS D O P E
WHAT IS THIS??
WHAT IS THIIIS??
CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR JACKET
OH ALSO
I MENTIONED IT IN ANOTHER POST BUT THIS
REMINDS ME A LOT OF THIS
IM SURE THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO CORRELATION BUT I THOUGHTIT WAS FUNNY
ALSO REMEMBER THE BLACK EYES THING I HAVE A WHOLE THINGIE THING IMMA BRING BACK OT IT JUST HOLD TIGHT
THIS SHOT?? OH MY GOD? IT’S LIKE A MOVIE????????? I LOV EI LOVE IT LIV E OT
nND THE WOLFIE BOYS THATTHE ARTICLE MENTIONS
UCKING TENTACLES HFDGDHFGJKH THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL OH MY GOD
HE’ SGOT TENTACLE ARMS LIKE MOTHERFUCKING CHADAM
BRO IM
BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AND A GUN THIS MOTHERFUCKER STILL HAS A GUN
WHAT A MAN
MORE TECHONOLOG Y THAT IM SURE PLAYS A ROLE IN THIS SOMEHOW
BEAUTIFUL
WE SLAM THIS DUDE UP AGAINST A WALL SO HARD SHE/HE/THEY (I ASSUME SHE BC WE CAN’T SEE HER FACE AS A COMMON TROPE)
BREAKS THE WINDOW WHICH LOOKS SUSPICIOUSLY LIKE A WINDOW ON SANC-III BUT IM NOT MAKING ANY ASSUMPTIONS
also red SPARKS WHICH REMIND ME OF ERIDIANS AGAIN
also her whole helmet thingie??? very Guardian-like
THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS GIVING ME HUGE HECTOR/KEY/PLANT/ERIDIANBULLSHITTERY VIBES THEY EVEN HAVE THE GLOWING SACS OF OOOOOOOZE
which is another point to the “green sludge is magic/connected to their powers somehow” theory. hmmm i hope we mix neon green and eridium purple. purple/green is my favorite color combo. and ugh with the lovecraftian vibes? be still my beating heart!
WINNIE SHOOTING SOMOHE
i fucking LOVE the laces on this shotgun. so fucking pretty omfg
magic circle MAGIC CIRCLE MAGIC CIRCLE
also new chest it looks like
BROO??? HOLY SHIT?????????
JABBER WOLF!! SO FUCKING COOL
THAT SKULL MOUTH IS SO FUCKING DOPE IT LOOKS LIKE TROY’S TATTOO
ohhhhhhHHHHHH THE MOON IS GREEN TOO DON’T DO THI GEARBOX IM GONNA SCREAM IF THERE’S ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE ERIDIUM
THIS SHOT OHHHH
THE BAR LOOKS FUCKING FANTASTIC OH MY GOD
shots SHOT SHOTS SHOT SHOTS HTOSHSTOHSOHTS
dND the MERFOLK TAIL ON THE FAR RIGHT I DON’T GIVE A FUUUCK WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS THAT’S MER TAIL THAT’S A TAIL FUCK U
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YSEY SEYSEYSE BIGGG
THE BARTENDER OHOH
HAVE I MENTIONED THE GIANT FUCKING MUSHROOMS BTW
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM GETTTING SUCH DRAGONBORN DLC VIBES I LOVE IT
SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BTW THAT’S IMPORTANT
YOU ALLL LOOK SO FUCKING AMAZING OH MY GOD
the bartender!!!! his glasses!! AND THE VOICE MODULATOR???
the netch looking boys are called
slithercresses btw and THEY LOOK STUNNING
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
NEW RED CHESTS??? LOOK ERIDIAN TO ME
WHICH MIGHT MEAN------
ALSO THE DIMENSIONAL TRANSFER PROGRAM ON SANC-III WHERE BBY BOY MAUREICE MAKES US A PORTAL TO HELL??? WHICH GREEN OOZE WHICH IS “HECKTOPLASM” BUT MAYBE ACTUALLY N O T
THE STAR OF THE SHOW BABY GIRL GAIGE WHO’SACTUALLY OLDER THAN ME NOW FUUUUUUUUCK
YOU’RE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL II LOVE YOUR NEW GOGGLES
H??????????????
POSSIBLE NEW PSYCHOMASK UNLESS HE’S JUST GROWING THOSE BONE HORNS IN WHICH CASE YOU GO MAN IM PROUD OF YOU
TENTACLE GUNNNNNN WHICH BETTER LPAY A PART ERIRDIANS YOU FUCKS
THIS PLACE IS WHY I THINK THIS MIGHT BE RELATED TO S O M E CORPORAITON? BUT THEN AGAIN IT MAY JSUT BE THE CULT HEADQUARTERS OR WHATEVER, THAT RED BUBBLED MANSION LOOKS P HQ
FOOD CARTS AND ALSO WHATEVERS IN THAT SWINGING BAG LOOKS LIKE BONES HELL YEAH
this this THIS THIS THIS THIS WHAT IS THIS A NEW CIRCL E OF SLAUGHTEr? ERIDIAN???
THEYRE PUMPING SOMETHING INTO/OUT OF THE CORPSE!!!!!!! ALSO
mutaTED FEET
[something] world! with a skull symbol on the side
both green btw
god YES I LOVE GREEN AND PURPLE IM SO HAPPY
SAILOF HOLE
hammylocks helping us with a fight by some bones and more wolfie boys!!!! i love these little dudes
FIRE MUTATED SLUGS AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO COOL
ns tHEY CUR L UP INTO BALLS AND ROLL AT YOU LIKE KRAGGONS
AND I WONDER HOW THE SLUGS MUTATED IS IT POSSIBLY THE G R E E EN?
AND THEIR SHELLS LIKE SUCC UP LAVA?????????????
THESE BRAIN-Y BOYS
SO BLUE I LOVE THEM
AND MORE GREEN MIST BY THE WAY OWOWOWOWOWO
another look at a baddie with STUDS THIS TIME
A MAGIC WARLOCK TYPE BADDIE THIS TIME AND HE SUMMONS A STAFF AND ALSO I THINK THAT’S ERIDIUM CANNISTER BEHIND HIM
AND IT HAS SIMMILAR TENTACLESTO THE GUNS DO YOU THINK WE’RE FINALLY GOING TO GET ANA NSWER ASA TO WHY OUR GUNS ARE A L I V E
MORE SNAIL DUDES AND THE GREEN STUFF IN THE BACKGROUND M A N I LOVE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA SNAILS
OOOOOZE
BACK AT IT AGAIN IN MY CYCLONES
GREEN FUCKING PUDDLES
B O N E S FUCKING I HOPE THIS EXPLAINS HOW THE SKAGS ON PANDORA GOT SO FUCKIN LARGGO OUTSIDE OF JUST ‘YEAH THE SEASONS’
MORE
this
THIS
ONE
THIS LOOKS LIKE A SAURIAN THE ARMORED ONES THE BASHY ARMORED ONES THAT START WITH ‘C’
TWO THAT GUN IS KICKASS
IT’S GLOWING G R E E N AND IT HAS ***THE TENTACLE BARREL***
OHHHH IM SO READY FOR AN EXPLANATION GEARBO X PL E ASE
GIVE IT TO ME
ALSO THIS
IM EXCITED ABOUT
PROBABLY RELATED TO SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BC THE MUSHROOMS MAYBE THEY USE IT TO MAKE BOOZE MUSHROOM BOOZE EW
WHY IS HE GRAY?????? HE’S NOT WEARING A JACKET MAYBE HES CRYO-FLAVORED
more sluggus THESE ARE GREEN FLAVORED :O
also, side note
PLEASE TLEL ME THIS WAS INTENTIONAL GEARBOX
LEMME SLAP BLANE’S ASS
YOU *GUYS* PLEASE
BUBBLE MANSION??? GREEN OOZY VILLAIN THAT GOT SLMAMED INTO A WALL??? BABY BABY GIRL
THE R E D
and she’s USING A TENTACLE GUN TOO
THAT’S GOTTA MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT
hhhhhhHHHHH
also ther’e sa fridge on the left lol
also the consoles look similar to that one shot with zane which is why i believe this is part of that bubbled-y mansion.
YES ES YES YES YES YESY SYEYSE
I WANNA RIDE THE SKY TRAM SO BAD PLEASE
I WANNA REENACT UNTIL DAWN
I HAVE A MIGHTY NEEEEEEED
ALSO NOTE THE EYES
AND THE PURPLE HOW IT LOOKS LIKE AN ERIDIUM PURPLE
ANYWAY I HA[VE TO GO EAT FOOD NOW BUT GO LOOK AT THIS LINKN
I LOOKED UP THE NAME OF THE PLANET AND MYTHOLOGY AND NOTHING CAME UP, BUT GOOGLE RECOMMENDED ME
T H I S
https://pantheon.org/articles/l/lycurgus.html
AND MAN OH MAN
“FAMOUS FOR HIS PERSECUTION OF DIONYSUS” THE GOD OF P A R T I E S LIKE IDK A WEDDING PARTY, WHICH FORCED YA MAIN MAN DIONYSUS TO <JUMP INTO THE OCEAN> WHICH COULD HAVE SOME RELATION TO THE TENTACLES
OH AND ALSO LYCURGUS WAS THEN <<<BLINDED>>> WHICH COULD PLAY A PART IN THE BLACK OOZY EYES EVERYONE HAS
DIONYSUS ALSO ENDS UP PUNISHING LYCURGUS WITH MADASS AND WE ALL KNOW HOW THAT RELATES
OKAY BYE
#borderlands#bl3#borderlands 3#borderlands spoilers#IM SORRY I POSTED THIS EARLY IT WAS ANA CCIDENCT
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King Ezekiel x SingleMother!Reader
Read on AO3
Reader is written as female, child is written neutrally.
Rated M - swearing, canon typical violence/gore, mention of child!walkers
Y/n = your name
y/c/n = your child’s name
y/c/e/c = your child’s eye colour
y/c/h/c = your child’s hair colour
This was it. I honestly did not know how in the fuck I could possibly manage to get us out of this particular jam.
We’d been driving along this long, empty road for a few hours. Myself in the driver’s seat, y/c/n sitting in the back seat playing with a slightly dingy stuffed elephant I’d scavenged for them a while ago. I had, stupidly, I realized in hindsight, allowed myself to linger a moment too long while glancing back at y/c/n as they played only to look back at the road and instinctively slam down on the brakes as my brain processed the human looking creature shambling across the pavement before us.
When the car screeched and jolted to a stop and my mind caught up to the situation I quickly realized my mistake and attempted to press down on the gas. The car didn’t budge. The walker stumbled closer, now about thirty feet away. I turned the key in the ignition to off, then back on. More walkers, so many, began to emerge from the tree line. It wouldn’t turn over.
Y/c/n was silent in the back seat, watching in wide eyed fear as the monsters inched ever closer. I quickly motioned for them to lie flat on the floor of the car while I scrambled for the only weapon within my immediate reach, got out of the car, and hurriedly locked the doors behind me, hoping against hope that I could get us – get y/c/n - out of this safely.
So there I was. Standing atop the roof of a car (a small child quietly hidden inside said car) armed with nothing but the broken off pole of a wooden broom and attempting to single-handedly fight off a herd of walkers.
I’d been managing to keep the swarm at bay for a short while, stabbing those closest to me in the head as best as I could, but I was severely outnumbered. I guessed there must have been something like thirty or so walkers surrounding us, but to be honest I was a bit too preoccupied to properly count them.
Suddenly, one of the dead managed to grab hold of my pant leg and pull. It wasn’t enough to drag me from my perch, but enough to knock me off balance causing me to lose grip of my makeshift spear in my resulting moment of panic. I could hear y/c/n let out a soft whimper of fear from where they lay inside the car. It felt like I was watching a movie scene in slow motion as my only real weapon, unconventional as it was, teetered off the edge of the rooftop before disappearing into a sea of the undead.
Dread settled low in my stomach as I realized what had just happened. We were truly and utterly fucked.
As hands clambered at my feet, and hungry jaws snapped too close for comfort, and I wondered what in the fuck I was going to do now, my eyes drifted across the crowd of monsters, landing upon the corpse of a small boy, whose body was torn open at the gut. He was wearing ragged pajamas that appeared to have once depicted dinosaurs, but were now torn, threadbare, and coated in a thick layer of grime. In his hand he still clutched an equally derelict stuffed bear.
Something inside of me snapped.
Determination boiled anew in my veins and suddenly I was fighting again. Kicking the walker closest to me in the face once, twice, three times before it went down in a shower of gore.
I could do this. For my child? I could do anything.
“Yeah, that’s right, fucker! You just fuck right the hell off, asshole!”, I yelled as the geek fell.
I don’t know how long it went on, and I quickly lost track of how many I took down. I just kept kicking, yelling, and fighting with every ounce of strength I possessed. It was only when I looked up from the most recently fallen undead to take on the next that I found that the road was littered with walker remains and not a one was left standing.
I slowly climbed down from atop the car, already feeling the adrenaline rapidly leave my system. I retrieved my fallen spear from where I’d spotted it peaking out from beneath a rotting torso, before the car door burst open and my arms were full with the only thing that really mattered in this desolate world.
“Mama!”, their little voice cried as they latched their small arms around my neck.
I stood, hoisting y/c/n onto my hip, and allowed myself one moment to bask in the comfort of knowing that my child was safe in my arms for one more day.
In that moment, I just let myself breathe, stroking my fingers through y/c/n’s y/c/h/c hair and letting the relief that I was alive, that we were still alive, begin to sink in.“Holy shit.”
“I’d say that about sums it up, yes.”, a masculine voice sounded from behind me.
I quickly spun round, shielding the child in my arms from potential threat as best as I could given the circumstances, to see a small group of people on horseback slow to a stop in the road before us. All were clad in armor, looking for all the world like post-apocalyptic knights. One man, with dark skin, a kind face, and long dreadlocks more salt than pepper, whom I assumed to be their leader, slowly dismounted his stead, raising his hands up in a gentle surrender as he did so.
“We mean you no ill will, my Lady.”, the man assured. “ I apologize, my people and I did not mean to frighten you. We were traveling along the road and heard you fending off the dead, thought perhaps you were in need of aid. It seems, however, that you had it under control.”, the man finished, with no small amount of awe.
I simply observed this strange group for a moment. They seemed clean, well fed, clearly they had a place – a camp or base of some sort. They also seemed genuine, but I hadn’t made it this long in the new world without knowing that the only beings left in this world more dangerous than the dead were the living. Caution had kept me – had kept y/c/n – alive this far, and I knew better than to trust blindly.
When I stayed silent a beat too long the man spoke again, “I must apologize, it seems my manners have deserted me.”, he gave a wide smile that reached his eyes, extending a hand towards me. “I am King Ezekiel, my comrades and I come from a community not far from here, the Kingdom.”
I paused, briefly wondering if I should take a leap and trust these people, or hop back in the car and pray that the ignition would turn over this time. I felt y/c/n shift in my arms and glanced down to find them peering up at me with big, y/c/e/c eyes full of trust and I knew that I had to give a little. I had to at least see if there was a chance of finding somewhere to resemble home. They deserved that.
After all, we could still run if things went south; I was good at that.
“Y/n. And this is y/c/n.”, I said, cautiously extending my hand to meet this so called ‘King’s’.
Ezekiel grasped it, but instead of the handshake I was expecting, he brought to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to my knuckles instead, “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Y/n.”
In his eyes I saw nothing but kindness and honesty, and so when he asked, “Would the two of you perhaps like to come with us back to our community?”, I knew I was making the right choice when I replied, “Yes.”
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