#UGH OBEY ME HORROR

[koolades-world]

Obey me! but with the brothers having had always been demons, formed in kid/baby-form as manifestations of the seven deadly sins. Lucifer was raised as the right hand man of Diavolo, appointed the brother of Mammon, then Levi, then Asmo etc. etc.

A version where they are more depraved and dark than they otherwise would've been 'cause they were essentially raised in the outermost layer of hell (think VERY questionable morals, moves like uncanny valley characters, where Satan tears and rips beings apart in his fits of rage, they don't understand MC's sense of right and wrong). I wonder how Lucifer and his brother's dynamics would have been with each other, with Diavolo and Barbs growing up. Would Belphie still have hated Diavolo for his absolute authority? Would baby satan still have formed as a manifestation of Lucifer's wrath, again adding to his rage due to his circumstances?

Lilith based on mythology was described as the 'queen of demons'. If the story was somewhat compliant to that, imagine she fell into the Devildom after the whole 'fall-in-love-with-human shtick' and Diavolo fell in love/took pity on her, which the brothers didn't respect or understand at the time (why feel bad for someone who fell in love with a puny mortal?). The bitter parallels it would draw when they fall in love with MC years down the line.

Imagine that instead of just reincarnating her soul as a human, Dia REPLACED the soul of a human infant with hers (again, being very morally dubious). Maybe he saw it as an interesting experiment of sorts, to see if it would have any effect her human off-springs. He purposely kept an eye on her descendants (hence, mc being brought into the DD). Cunning, manipulative and conspiring Diavolo (Soo-won type character) omgomg

I want the brothers to legitimately handle otherworldly, gory demonic entities (think of that monster from nocturne of nightmares), sort political Devildom affairs, kill/mess around with humans instead of just sitting around attending the demon-equivalent of highschool! They're eons old for crying out loud, why subject yourself to 1000's of years of the Academy??? If anything, their attendance at RAD should be a refresher course that happens for 5 - 10 years once or twice every century or so.

AKA Obey Me! but more Devildom-centric, where the characters got to actually deliver their role in Diavolo's government, where Diavolo had ulterior motives making the exchange program (perhaps to instigate an uprising, an all-out war to overthrow the demon king?). Where the other characters are actually fleshed out instead of just meaningless plot-devices (Barbatos with his powers, Monsolo, Lilith, and etc. all had so much potential)!

Sorry I wrote a lot, this is just everything I hoped OM! would be.

NO OMG I think about this sometimes too!! like I know why they didn't do it but still can't help but wish for more

demons are often depicted as everything but sweet and kind, which is what we see in the game. dia would not be this golden retriever type character (although I love that) he's supposed to be the next king, so he would be much more devious as for lack of a better word. god i wish they explored barb so much more. like why are we brushing over him like he's part of the wall?? he's so powerful it's insane. I'm glad solomon is getting more of a spotlight in nightbringer but I hope they use it to its full extent. i also wish they explored the general worldbuilding more and made it feel more real, like there's stuff outside the relationships mc has with the named characters

i absolutely love the lilith queen of demons thing, like it makes sense as to why it was mc in specific. of course they would bring back someone that important to them over and over again

another thing that feels totally ignored is that it's hell!! most people there are there for a reason! while personally don't know where the line should be drawn for what counts as being a sinner or not, for a fact i know that mc would 100% be meeting murders down there, like actually terrible people.

you put this entire thing so wonderfully so i hope you don't mind if I incorporate aspects of this into my obey me as horror piece! like don't get me wrong I love my silly little demons but realistically they would be anything but silly lol

#obey me #obey me! #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me levi #obey me belphie #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #UGH OBEY ME HORROR #love this anon #hope it hasn't been too long since this was sent in and that this anon is still around!!!! #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

[katboykirby]

So many "Lucifer but he's a peacock" and "Mammon but he's a crow" posts and yes I love the idea of our boys having the physical forms of their actual animals it is very cute and silly HOWEVER-

Today, I come to offer you: "Satan but he's a super creepy FUCKED UP unicorn"

Make that fucker the size of a Shetland pony. I'm talking like 60cm tall, like mad small, I'm talking small as hell. Make him look like a gross amalgamation of a pony, a demonic-ass goat, and a fucked up deer with zombie wasting disease. Give him a skull face and exposed ribs where the flesh is rotting from his bones. Make his coat pitch black and wreathe his hooves with neon green flames. Give him the razor-sharp fangs of a carnivore and a horn that looks like a rusted knife blade bursting out of his head. Let him leave a trail of death and decay in his wake, like every footstep leaves behind burning green cinders and toxic smoke and ash. Make him deadly to even look upon, like existing in close proximity to him for too long would make your insides melt and liquify, make your body burn and corrode into a noxious sludge.

Like have you ever seen those fucked up zombie deer with prion disease? Make him look like that. Make him creepy as fuck. It's what he deserves.

#I'm very passionate about demons being Demons™ #like let them be fucked up! #let them be creepy little horror-nightmares! #I want my brain to melt inside my skull and drip out of my orifices because I dared look upon their eldritch terror forms! #let them be gross and scary! #let them be DEMONS! #ugh they would be so cool #anyway #obey me #obey me nightbringer #omswd #obey me satan #satan #satan obey me

[my-names-angel-but-im-not-one]

Replaced or not?

Part-1 Part-2 Part-3

For summary n details check out part-1

Pairing: Obey me character x mc!

"I really despise her, she gives me creepy vibes ngl " Dandil said.

"Yeah she's like ugh, if only the brothers had spend time with you they would've seen how much better you are!!" Ebella joined

"But it's a good thing they haven't we get to keep you all to ourselves" Norain said hugging you as you giggled at their clingy behaviour.

Dandil is a demon succubus. Ebella is another demon that holds the sin of greed. And Norain she's another average level envy demon.

I've been friends with them since I came here ..... actually I've been friends with almost all the demons here...diavolo has also praised me for it.

We chatted as our recess bell rang once again.

"what's your class ?" They all mused .

"......... mathematics" i groaned as they did too . They groaned because it's one of the subject we're not together.

My mathematics class go with Satan , Levi , and mammon and unfortunately Run hai. There's only one class i don't have with her and that is magic. The only good thing run hai has done so far is that she's able to bring Levi school......offline.

You sighed as you thought 'i still have Satan thou' but all that went to waste as you saw run hai was sitting beside Satan and was trying so hard to get him to talk. Satan saw you entering the class and eyed you in apology . You understand thou....not like you can do anything. You took and empty seat and sat down and took your notebook out try to do the homework you didn't do at HOL. (Cause like same bro)

"Oi human!! Liste-"

"I don't have any Grimm to spare mammon so you can go"

"The great mammon isn't here to ask for gri-!!"

Before mammon could say anything another person sat behind you.

You tensed and went stiffed bodied as you don't know this demon and you could easily die by his hands . You peeked from under your eyelashes and saw mammon was stiffed bodied as well.

"Lucien...grr" mammon growled at him . Thou unfortunately the professor asked him to go back to his seat. Now Levi , mammon and Satan all were eyeing you like you really are going to die.

"i don't like this..." You muttered under your breathe.

"Oh but I do very much darling~" the said demon beside you smirked and grins showing his sharp canine.

"I'm Lucien ". (This is how he looks)

You tensed . "Ah-i-i didn't meant that about yo-you" you stuttered as you tried to not look at him-

"Look at me when I'm talking to you love~" well damn. You looked from under your lashes and boy were you charmed.......no literally you couldn't move .....you tried but you couldn't he did something you are sure.

'move, move , move damn it MOVE!!'

"HAA-" You breathe in the air as you moved again .

"is something wrong mc?" "Sir i do not feel quite well...maybe I can go early please?"

"yes you may...it must be hard being a human " the professor said with a sympathetic smile and went back to teaching.

You packed your stuff and give a look to Satan . He nodded his head. As you just went to pick up your bag you froze again.

You could see this Lucian guy moving but you could not . You watched in horror as he grabbed you immobile wrist and did something that burner your hand in pain . When he removed his hand to your horror there was a bracelet like mark on your wrist now. (The mark)

"hah hah!" You panted and ran away from RAD and made your way toh HOL.

The main door creaked as you enter . Waiting for you in the hall was Lucifer. 'huh why is he here didn't he have to do sone stupid council work or something '

"MC"

"umm-"

"Don't worry i was already informed about your health , care to explain what happened? Why were you suddenly unwell? Did you ate something bad?"

"What? NO!! What do you think happened? And whatever happened to me is none of your concern ...Run hai is still at RAD you should go back she might need you " you spat at him

'why does he care now huh'

"Of course it is my concern you are under my protection-"

"Yeah so much for protection Whatever" you ignored him and tried to went past him . But he grabbed your wrist.

The same one that had the mark . And it was still hurting .

You howled in pain and Lucifer immediately let go. His eye scanned your wrist and he let out a gasp upon seeing the mark.

"What is the meaning of this?" Suddenly he was in his demon form and you knew that you fucked up . And you fucked up very very bad.

[A/N]: oooohhh we fucked up didn't we ෆ⁠╹⁠ ⁠.̮⁠ ⁠╹⁠ෆ. Also i introduced an oc . The art is not mine thou!!

Comments are appreciated!

Thank you for reading!!

#obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me short fic #obey me female mc #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me yandere #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #beel x reader #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #dark

[siremasterlawrence]

Superman: Mindscape

The clouds of the grey sky descending on to The City Of Metropolis poking all of his six senses as he enters his office flipping and the window open as he flew into the blue sky soaring upward into the upper and upper atmosphere.The sunlight radiating on to his skin as it is absorbing in to his skin shaking him to the core something felt off to him as he spun out of control and he did a flip his mind is being overwhelmed with feelings of pure rage.

Clark stops closing his eyes he is attempting to gain control of his emotions more but the attack occurs yet again in full force causing him to lose focus and he goes tumbling to earth in a meteoric descent back to the ground forming a crater.

Hitting the ground a loud scream goes off in to the air leaving no room for any sounds as he cries writing in pain throughout his body he can’t help him self giving in to the pain of it all and he helps himself up to his height smashing a rock.

It broke in to a million pieces crumbling in to ground everything is fallen apart for him he is at a stand still smashing his fist in to the ground and he feels a new play enter his mind frame a absolute person who is deep in for me.

He stares upward in to the sky the sunlight shoots in to his eyes drowning down In to the depth of his mind traveling deeper past his subconscious and inner mind smoldering each and every area as it in a dark mess of pure scars.

His brain spiraling through the inner woven caves of his mid space mindscape landing at the bottom of the staircase as I reach to grab the door knob turning it to the side as it opens up and the door swings to the side of the room.

I walk in to the room with a airy kind of feel sweeping over me I see a mirror as I walk to it I see Superman staring back at me the real Clark Kent is staring right back at me in amazement of it all and I smirk with gleeful expression.

The facial expression of sheer horror covers his face watching him slam his fist on to the mirror window, using my finger I lick spit off of it swiping it on to my eyebrows slicking both to the side and I watch as his fury shift to a new range.

Clark Kent’s eyes attention spinning through the room he caught the endless emotion of his torment assuming control until a green gas seeps through the vent in to the room encircling him diving in to his knows as he is it.

He starts to roll back coughing as he backs up to the wall shook to his core his back hit the wall searing in pain his slid down to the floor and his head begins to pain and with a heavy fever.

The fever consumes him spreading through his body down bai nerves as the electrical current flowing a wave of painful sensation to rock his inner self Clark’s eyes start to glow red showing off his true power to full potential.

“Where…where am I? Who the fuck are you?

Help me! Set me free.” Clark Yells.

“Keep acting like a temperamental child.” I say waving him off.

“Face me, I said look at me and obey me.” I command him.

“Bastard! You are my property now.” I inform him.

“I am The Man Of Steel a beacon of hope.” He states.

“You are a pussy, a mere joke then nothing bitch.” I sternly reply.

“Release me…relinquish control” he howls

“You have no say in this, no power over me and you can’t win” I wave him to the side

“Give me one reason you are so confident “

He stomps his foot and crosses his arms.

“I demand your body back…my body I say.”

Throwing a brick at the glass.

“Way to go! Shattering glass how immature “I offend him.

“Brat!” He says holding on the wall next to him.

“Watch my palms do the work”

“What the…”

“I see you again…boo”

“You reconstituted the mirror”

“Magic…mwahahaha”

“You are on another level “

“Super pussy “

“Leave me”

“I am your God”

“I said focus “

“You won”

“Ugh!”

“Get with the program “

“This is my narrative now”

“Why…I loathe you “

“I am about to kiss you “

“My dear….Superman”

“You are a mere pet”

“I am so weak to magic…fuck you”

“Superman curses?”

“I do…if I need to “

“Your mind is wrapped under my spell”

“I love you and hate you “

“Kneel! Good boi”

“You love me”

“I am compelled to you “

“You are victorious “

The room is swept with kryptonite gas over whelming him with pure disgust rushing in to his mid his world collapses as the gas forms a cage over him and kryptonite chains lock him in.

“Say goodnight Clark”

“Goodnight”

“Bye bye”

“Yes Master”

“This my body “

“Mmmmm…”

The end

#clark kent #henry cavill #hypnosis #mind control #hypno slave #reprogramming #hypno submission #mind control slaves #evil superman #superman #total power exchange #Super Enslavement

[raindrops666]

Can you please write Masked lords x fem!reader ?

Masked Lords of Alagadda x fem! Reader. pt 1?

Pronouns use for the Lord's : he/him/his

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A human, a mortal, arriving to Alagadda did not happen so often.

The first day you were in Alagadda nobody seemed to tell that you are human. On the second day a citizen who had seen you drop a piece of paper accidentally, went and picked it up and gave it to you. He spoke a language you seemed to never have heard before. Obviously you couldn't respond and he figured out you could not speak the language.

The only people who can't speak Alagaddian are outsiders. The man left after the awkward encounter and told all the people that he knew.

Rubedo the red Lord was very popular in the bars and no surprise he had herd the news of the outsider.

Before telling anyone he went and searched for you.

What he did not expect was your beauty, beautiful plum lips that were colored in red, probably lipstick, the way your mask covered the top of your face and made you look beautiful, your hair laying on your head and decorating your face.

Despite your beauty and his free personality he was still a Lord so he had to capture you and bring you to the palace.

At the palace, two masked guards were holding you, so you would not run away. You look at where you are, seems to be a throne room. You were correct there was a throne in the middle of the room and a top of it sat a being that looked like a dead corpse, it's face was covered with a veil. Looking at his body you could not help but imagine the horror that lies behind his veil.

Ugh, you didn't even want to imagine it. On the side of the room stood three masked men. One in yellow, one in red and one is white. They were all extremely tall.

Who were they?

You were snapped out of your thoughts when the red one spoke.

"Your majesty, I regret to inform you that this outsider was found in your city" he said.

The king spoke in what seemed to be an odd language and the man in red nodded.

"I think that is perfect, your majesty" the man dresses in red said.

In a moment the guards were taking you some where in a not so gentle manner.

"Hey! Wait, where are you taking me" you yelled trying to get out of the guards arms but you were too weak.

You were taken down to what seemed to be a basement and thrown into a prison cell.

"Hey! Let me out" you screamed at the guards but they completely ignored you.

After some time, the man dresses in white that was in the throne room came into the basement and sat on a chair in front of the cell.

"What are you doing here, mortal" he had asked.

"Let me out! " you yelled at the man.

"Answer my questions and we'll consider that " he said clearly not amazed by your behavior.

" I was out with my friends and they told me about a "cursed" door that led into another world and the ritual on how to open it" you stated telling.

" I told them that the door was sjust a legend and not real, so they dared me to do the ritual and I did unknowing that it was real. I'm sorry, I would have left but the door disappeared the moment I got in" you pledged.

The man in white nodded. " I understand" he said and left the room.

You called out after him but nothing.

After what felt like hours he came back with the guards and let you out.

"Follow me" he said and stated walking. He stopped and said " oh and, if you try anything stupid you will be executed immediately, so I don't recommend it"

You decided to follow him quietly as to keep your life.

You two ended up in what seemed to be a living room. On the big Victorian style couch sat the two other men from the throne room, red and yellow.

"Sit down" the man in white said and offered you a seat on the couch across from the one the men sat on.

You obeyed.

"I'm Albedo". said the man in white. "That is Citrinitas" he said he continued pointing at the yellow man "and finally that is Rubedo" he finished pointing to the man in red, who gave you a small wave.

" We are the Lord's of this city, we understand your trouble and wish to help you exit the city" he proclaimed.

"Why are you helping me? " you questioned the white man who was now known to you as Albedo.

"Because we want you out of the city as much as you want out" he explained.

"The time the citizens realized you were an outsider they freaked out" said Rubedo.

You have a slight nod.

You had to trust these men. You had no other choice.

"Alright, I trust you" you said.

"Wonderful! " Rubedo spoke out loud.

Thank you so much for this request it was so fun to write and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

" This maid, will show you to the room that you will be staying in, so follow her" Albedo said pointing to a lady wearing a volto mask and maid clothes.

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A/N : Ahhhhh, im not used to writing stories this long so I will leave it here, let me know if you want a part 2, and I'll have it out as soon as possible.

Thank you so much for requesting this it was so fun to write and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

#scp fandom #scp shitposting #scp foundation #alagadda #art #black lord #red lord #white lord #yellow lord #scp headcanons #scp x reader #scp 2264 #rubedo alagadda #citrinitas alagadda #the city of alagadda #albedo scp #lord rubedo #lord Citrinitas #x reader

[bulletproofbanditsorbust]

Bulletproof Bandits, chapter 2

Feb. 8th, 2023

Characters: oc!Russell Davon, oc!Dylan Harley

Word count: 2173 

Warnings: smut towards the end

Summary: russell and dylan just got out of a sticky situation by the skin of their teeth, but now it's time to report to Robin. how will it go?

A/N: hey so i deleted the original post and i lost the caption i left here like a dumbass but who cares, nobody reads these anyway

Dylan was wrapping up Russell's wounds, while smoking a cigarette.

"Can I have a drag?" Russell asked.

Without saying anything or stopping what he was doing, his friend offered him the joint.

"Thanks." Russell breathed smoke that filled the air of Dylan's room.

"You're so stupid…"

"I beg your pardon?"

"You're so stupid", Dylan repeated. "Everything went to shit when we separated. You know what happens when we split up! Have you ever watched a horror movie?"

"It's not that we split up, I lost sight of you!" Russell retorted. "I turned around for one second and you were gone!"

"I was trying to- ugh, whatever. I don't really care. What matters is that I found you just in time." Dylan pulled out another cigarette from the packet and lit it up. "Besides, how's your stomach doing?"

"Not great, my dude." Russell had his palm pressed against it, which made his hand all sticky with congealed blood.

"Hmm. Lemme take a look." Dylan delicately moved Russell's hand aside. A small, black hole about three centimeters above Russell's bellybutton with red stains around it was presented in front of him. He breathed in through his teeth. "Yikes. That's bad." He commented. "But since it's you, it's gonna be healed in… I'd say… a week and a half?"

"Oh, good." Said Russell. "And what am I supposed to do until then?"

Dylan shrugged. "I dunno. Jerk off."

"Hah, good thing they didn't take out my good arm then."

They both laughed.

"C'mon, stand up." Dylan prompted while picking up another roll of bandages. Russell obeyed.

Russell's body was slim, but muscular. His pale skin was decorated with freckles all over, like tiny specks of glitter. Dylan couldn't help but think that he would've loved to kiss Russell's little blemishes. Every single one. Just like the sun kissed his skin.

Dylan sighed. Unfortunately he didn't have the time to fantasize over that, because he had a job to do.

Ten minutes and two other cigarettes later, everything was done.

"There we go. You're as good as new!" Exclaimed Dylan, admiring his work.

Russell stretched his back. "Thanks, dude."

"No problem. I am your personal nurse at this point." Dylan threw away the cigarette butt out of the window, then picked up the two bullets that were left on the desk. "Guess we don't need these anymore-"

"Oh, no no, keep the bullets!" Interrupted the redhead.

"Huh? Are you starting a new collection?"

"Uh… yeah, maybe."

Dylan was perplexed, but gave the bullets to Russell anyway. "Russ, you're a weird dude, y'know?"

His friend smiled. "That's why you like me!"

Dylan laughed. If only you knew. "Yeah!" He gave Russell a pat on the back.

"Anyway, I think you should wait until the heat on you goes off before you head home. Wanna crash here tonight?"

"Absolutely!" Responded Russell, without hesitation. "What's for dinner?"

"Uh… Roasted roaches I think."

Russell shrugged. "I've eaten worse."

That night, Russell slept unpleasantly. He would always toss and turn around on the bed, and when he finally caught some sleep, the visions would plague him.

Russell was in what seemed like an empty lab. Lights out. Running for his life. Someone - or something - was chasing him, emitting horrible guttural sounds. For the first time in his life, Russell was scared.

The full moon casted its light through the large windows. The boy looked behind him. He couldn't make out what was there, just a big shadow of what he thought was a disfigured man, with jaws of darkness.

A roar. Russell picked up the pace, desperate to find a way out of that maze.

He turned left, in a long corridor, then right, then left again. An emergency door in front of him.

Out of breath, Russell frantically tried to push the door.

It wouldn't budge.

Shit.

The steps and screams grew closer.

Shit.

The creature appeared at the end of the hallway.

Shit!

The monster charged at Russell, who was completely still, squashed against the door.

Their eyes met.

The mutant snapped open its fauces.

A scream.

Russell woke up in a pool of sweat, hyperventilating. Tears of terror were escaping the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, fuck…" The boy got up and rubbed his temple, wondering if he screamed in real life too. Judging by Dylan sleeping soundly by his side, the answer was no. Then again, Dylan could sleep even if there were cannons going off right by his ear.

"Dylan?"

Snoring.

"Dylan!"

Still no response.

Russell sighed, as he left the bed to go home.

Later that night, Russell was climbing into his hideout. A modest shack, built over some rubbles, with a sea view.

When the boy opened the door, he was surprised by a cat’s meow.

“Oh, you’re still here, Mr. Whiskers! I thought you were long gone!” Russell kneeled to pet Mr. Whiskers, a gray striped cat, who responded by purring. “Lemme get you something to eat.”

The redhead then started rummaging through cupboards. “A-Ha! Tuna and peas. Not bad for a midnight snack.” He then proceeded to empty the cat food can on a filthy plate. The cat promptly jumped on the table and started meowing insistently. “Hold on, hold on, lil’ guy, we’re gonna have to share.” Russell split the slop onto another plate and gave it to Mr. Whiskers, who gladly accepted the offer.

“Mmh, pretty good!” The boy commented with his mouth full.

Russell finished his meal in a few forkfuls. “Well, I’m off to bed, lil’ guy, see you tomorrow!” He said, while caressing the animal who was still in the middle of eating.

That night, in fact, Russell did not sleep. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was scared to have another nightmare. He stayed up writing in his diary, listening to records and smoking on the roof. If he had night terrors while sleeping with his best friend beside him, he couldn’t imagine what his mind could invent to torture him while he was alone.

The sun rose once again over Rhinestone City.

At dawn, Russell was directed to Robin’s hideaway: an old, decrepit cathedral not too far from his house. The boy was excited: the thing inside his motorbike’s luggage rack could’ve been worth millions and a blowjob for all he knew, and he liked his odds.

“And you are…?” asked the slender guy at the refuge’s gates.

“C’mon, you know me, Peanut. I’ve been working for Robin for years now!” Protested Russell.

“That’s Miss Robin to you!” Peanut pointed an accusatory finger at Russell’s chest.

“Hey, you two!” A voice came from inside the cathedral. “What’s goin’ on?” A big man with an eye patch came out.

“Oh, Brute! Can you please tell your friend here that I have something very important to deliver to your boss?”

“Hey, Russell! Come in, Come in! Ignore Peanut, he gots the brain worms!” Brute pointed at his own head and rotated the finger. He gave Russell a pat on his back. “My sister is waiting for you…”

Finally, Russell walked in.

“You’re late.”

Robin was sitting on an upholstered chair, dressed in latex and fur. Her long legs, fit in a pair of thigh-high boots, were crossed over. Her waist-length pink hair styled in a braid. Her voice, clear and deep, echoed throughout the structure.

“I apologize, Miss. Things got… heated and in the way. It won't happen again.” Russell had a way with words, when he wanted.

“Mmh-hmm” Robin took a sip of her red wine. “It’ll be better for you. Now, give me the package.” She beckoned with her hand.

Russell punctually walked through the central nave of the church. He looked around: the stained glass windows always fascinated him. The pack was small but quite heavy, so he had to carry it with two hands. He couldn’t wait to get it off him: the injured shoulder was starting to hurt.

“Here you are, Miss.” Russell extended his arms to Robin, who slowly collected the parcel. She opened the wrapping with a decorated letter opener.

“Oh yes… You’re finally mine.” She sighed. “Do you want to see?” The woman invited the boy with a gesture of her hand.

“Uh, sure.” The redhead went behind her shoulder, to take a look. “Oh, wow.” He was left breathless: it was the most beautiful knife he’d ever seen. About twelve inches long, iridescent blade, with a dragon engraved on the handle, nestled with little jewels. Russell instinctively reached out with his hand.

Robin stopped him. “Don’t touch it or I’ll kill you with it.”

Russell grinned. “It would be an honor, Miss.”

She looked at him in the yellow eyes, caressing his chin. “Hm, you’re such an asslicker, Russell.”

A shiver went down the boy’s spine as Robin pronounced his name.

“So, uh… About that promise…”

“Of course, my dear.” The woman smiled. "Billy, Brute, stay on guard. Russell and I… have to discuss important affairs."

Before he knew it, Russell was on a filthy mattress in the back of the chapel, half naked making out with the woman of his dreams.

Robin was a lady who didn’t waste any time: not even after five minutes, she jumped on top of Russell, reached down the boy’s pants and started to jerk him off; gently, at first, then with a more consistent rhythm.

Russell moaned in pleasure as he bit her neck. Her hand went faster.

“You like that, bitch boy?” Robin whispered in his ear. “You want to cum for me?”

“Uh-huh...” Is all what he managed to say.

Robin was going so fast on Russell her hand was a blur. Russell was a moaning and twitching mess. He was almost there.

But at the very last instant, Robin let go.

The sensation that Russell felt at that moment surely wasn’t what he expected. The heat building up in his crotch, ready to spill out, just… didn’t come, leaving a stinging sensation of disappointment. He wasn’t sure if he completely disliked it, though.

Without letting him catch a breather, Robin shoved Russell’s face between her legs. He immediately started licking and sucking furiously, like a dog in heat.

“Oh, yes, yes… Good boy!” Robin grabbed the boy’s hair, who proceeded to whimper and go faster in his task.

In between pants and moans, Russell grabbed her thigh with one hand, and placed two fingers inside her with the other. This will make her go mad! He thought, while concentrating his tongue on her clitoris, tracing small circles. He felt the grip on his hair getting stronger: he was doing a good job.

Convulsions, heavy breathing, yelps of pleasure: it went on for almost twenty minutes. Russell was afraid that his jaw would fall out, but it was worth it. He could’ve gone on another hour if he wanted.

Finally, Robin’s insides felt tighter around Russell’s soaking wet fingers. She almost crushed his head in between her thighs from the orgasm. Again, for Russell, it would’ve been worth it.

Russell pulled out his fingers and licked all her juices. A good boy always cleans up after himself.

With one last sigh, Robin let go of his hair. Russell climbed Robin’s body, kissing her until he met her lips with his.

"So… what's my next mission?" Russell wanted to know, while he tied his leather pants.

Robin was adjusting her fur coat. "Oh, I got a big one for you, this time. You're going to Liberty City."

"Liberty City?! Isn't it where all those rich, spoiled freaks are?"

"Yes, but I have a nice ring there. The knife you delivered me today came from the city too, before those bastards snatched it away from me."

"But how am I gonna make it? The place is filled with pigs armed to the ass!"

"I believe you are very resourceful, Russell. You'll figure it out. It's better if you get backup, though."

"What's in it for me?"

"Fame. Glory. Half a million gold pieces. Anything you want."

"Can I have the dragon knife?"

"No."

"Oh."

Robin unlocked the door. "You have until the day after tomorrow to figure out a plan. "

"The day after tomorrow? But I'm a wreck! I got shot twice! I need to wait to heal before going!" Russell complained.

The woman hesitated. "Fine, but wait no further than your healing time. The money for the knife will be delivered with the same method. In the dumpster, this evening."

"Roger that."

They walked to the altar together.

Robin pulled out a small box from a chest and handed it to the boy. "Here. Protect this with your life."

Russell accepted the new package, nodding.

Back home, Russell put the object of his new mission on the wardrobe. He sat down at the foot of the bed, pondering it while lighting up a cigarette.

He couldn't help but wonder. What's inside the box, and why is it so important?

#bulletproof bandits #if i happen to post this twice thats just your immagination i didnt do that. shut up thats why #a.

[roselyn-writing]

When a rose turns black chapter 12

A/N: Hello! Gorgeous people! It’s been a while since I didn’t write wartb, This Chapter is centered around Raqoul The demon of desolation, the chaos bringer, so here is chapter 12! Hope you like it 🖤🖤✨

“Our deeds”

In Malrūn city there is a place called Barhout Valley, where there is a well called also Barhout In it, Raqoul was standing there looking inside the well of Barhout. He knew that it would be very dangerous for him to look inside the well because it is so dark that you can’t see anything inside the well. There is only one case when you can see inside the well, that is where the sun is directly above the well.

“Well, well, well” Raqoul started looking at the well. “If it isn’t the infamous Barhout’s well..” He continued, he has mixed emotions for Bahrout well, One of his ancestors is being tortured in this well, as well as the vilest souls of humans and demons alike.

Legends say that long ago King Yadae had hidden all his treasures and possessions in this well, and he commanded the strongest genies to guard it. Therefore, It had been guarded and dangerous for other people who want to have his treasures.

“Well, I’m not that dumb to believe in a legend!” Raqoul spat, with a wave of his hand he commanded the dark arts of chaotic energy to dwell into the well further and unleash a strong force that freed the vilest of souls as undead revenants.

“Go forth my minions! Spread chaos in the cities!” Raqoul barked at the undead army of revenants.

Surprisingly, they obeyed Raqoul, the one who freed them from this hellish nightmare, and In gratitude, they pledge their allegiance to serve him.

“Good,” Raqoul smiled in pure satisfaction.

They marched to the cities to spread chaos as their leader ordered them to, and the unspeakable horror and chaos they caused into these. unfortunate cities.

All this chaos, blood, and pain, increases Raqoul's powers, After all; He is the demon of chaos.

“Ahh Chaos! My birthright!” Raqoul mused, He is so content with the undead army of revenants.

“They. Have potential~” he Marvelled.

As always there is certain “someone” who loves to spoil his mood, and that is the annoying succubus of Malrūn, She is Vamonessyia.

“Greetings Brother of mine~,” Vamonessyia says Lustfully.

“Ugh, Go away gnat!” Raqoul spat at her.

“Awwh~ Still trying to make me leave you alone? Ha! No!” She mused as she gives him her known “love you” smile.

“Ew, Go away!” Raqoul Snarled at her, he didn’t want to hit her, not because she is a female, but because she is half Lucifer- half Souma blood, he doesn’t want his hands to get dirty with her “Lucifer blood”. He hates Lucifer and his children with all his heart, He remembers how he betrayed the godfather of all demons and genies.

Most of the genies and demons didn’t give a crap about the death of Souma, But to Raqoul it is very personal, the news shocked him, shook his core, and changed him forever. Although that Raqoul was a child back there, from the moment of his birth he has a room of respect for Souma in his heart.

His half-brothers didn’t care about their godfather's death either, Mammon the demon of greed didn’t give a damn about his death, and neither Belphegor nor Beelzebub care about their godfather's death, If anything, they only loved and fear for their lives. As for Asmodeus (the demon of lust), He Secretly cared, but didn’t show it, because he is a stoic demon.

Surprisingly, The only demoness who showed sadness is Vamonessyia herself; That alone shocked Raqoul, because there is no way that she shows emotions, not for her victims or lovers. But.. he was shocked, he rarely shows emotions. Either than anger and harshness.

Raqoul left his room to go to his favourite place in the castle, a room, a room where he hid the most valuable possession of him, it was a full portrait of his godfather Souma, the first demon, the father of all demons, even Lucifer himself. The latter killed Souma.

“O Godfather Where art thee now?” Raqoul started, As he gently touched the portrait.

It was the only thing he has of Souma, if he hadn’t saved the portrait from being destroyed by Lucifer's orders, he would have lost it forever,

Thankfully, he was smart enough to steal before they had the chance to destroy it.

“I missed thee” Raqoul conceded in a sincere tone, it was one of those rare times where he confessed something; but only to himself!

He quickly moved his hand away from the portrait and left to see what Lucifer had been up to.

Raqoul will have his revenge no matter what!

Hadi Aepel couldn’t contain his happiness when he went to his house gates, he is so happy that he can’t wait to see his family, his parents, his brother and sister, and his wife and daughter.

“Finally! I’m home” Hadi muttered softly and happily.

As soon as Hadi passed the gates, His brother Massoud saw him and greeted him

“Salam! Brother!” Massoud Greeted his brother

“Wa Ealaykum Alsalam Brother, Glad that I’m back!” Hadi greeted back and hugged his brother.

Moments later, their parents Alii Aepel and Salwa Aepel came to see what was happening. They are greeted by the sight of their son in front of them and he is hugging his younger brother.

His father said happily “Son! Thank god you returned to us safe and sound!” Then he hugged his older and firstborn son.

Salwa shed tears of happiness, as a stoic woman she can’t touch or hug her son in public, she has a great image to maintain. But it is enough with smiling and shedding tears of joy.

Then Farrah and Aliyaa Came “Darling!” Farrah Called and she hugged him.

“I missed you all,” Hadi told in a soft tone, he looked at all of his family, gathered and they were happy that he is back, except for one that is looking in the shadows, his sister, Novelyn. She hated her family and seeing them happy. And she will have her revenge on them. But she faked her happiness when Hadi saw her and greeted her, and she faked other things too.

“Salam brother!” She greeted with a fake smile.

Then all in the town knew of Hadi’s Homecoming and they have a reason to celebrate and share their neighbors, The Aepel family happiness.

After all, all Virginian people Were and always will be one hand.

Ashure... There is little what people know of him, other than; he is a mage, a terrible, evil mage.

Many people tried to find him and hunt him, but as always he always survived and scurry away from them, formerly he lived in a city called Al-tunor, and now he lives in Omenvalley, the paradise of mages and evildoers.

No matter how Ashure and his alikes felt safe, what goes around comes back around, Karma; Is gonna come to them.

“Screw it,” Ashure cursed loudly,” Life is always gonna screw me around,” He continues.

Some people either changed for the good or stay and get even worse, Ashure is the latter type, he didn’t change, Because he didn’t want to, Someday... He will feel the pain that he caused others.

The news of the undead army conquering other cities spread like wildfire in the superior halls and other cities of Virginia.

“Sire Aham!” Kilam Called,” Sire Aham! The City of No’arah is in grave danger!” He continues as he took a breath.

“Kilam! Speak!” Aham ordered, His tone shows concern.

“An undead army attacked the city of No’Arah!” Kilam whimpered that the violence and the destruction he saw is too much for his sensitive soul, although he is a strong superior, he is still a sensitive and caring person.

“That’s abhorred,” Aham uttered, But he quickly take action.

Aham wore his war garments and the others followed suit, Sire Russell, Sire Mervyn, Sire Noah, and Sire Malcolm, Norman. All dressed in their war garments to protect the cities from the undead army of revenants.

“Sire Aham... There is something I didn’t tell you..” Sire Kilam conceded, and he awaits Sire Aham's response.

“And what is that?” Sire Aham questioned.

“The undead army.. the reek of Barhout energy..” Kilam replied dryly.

“Oh no…” Aham gasped in utter horror.

Both Kilam and Aham Cringed at the mention of Barhout, They know from old tales, it is a place where the vilest of souls live there tormented eternally.

“Embrace for a battle!” Aham Ordered again.

All the superiors marched to Al No’arah, The superiors carry the holiest light and the purest of magic. Aham uses his strongest light magic to eliminate the undead army of revenants that wreak havoc upon the city of No’arah.

“Holy Light Orb!” Aham shouted as he used magic to create an orb of holy light that easily eliminated the undead army of revenants. He witnessed as their skeletons and skulls were shattered and scattered then burned down as they wail in pain and agony.

With a quick movement of his hand, he undid the damage that the undead army of revenants did. No’Arah now is destroyed and a land of destruction. He watched as his holy magic return the life of this dead land, now No’arah as it was before, the green flourishing, the homes are back and the air is clean.

Aham returned to earth and he prayed for mercy for the lost pure souls of Virginians who died protecting their land, and mercy for these vile souls that dared to wreak havoc upon peaceful lands and lives.

“O Remained One please grant mercy,” Aham prayed.

His answer was a light that cut through the darkened skies and made a way for the sun to shine.

In these times one can only pray for peace and mercy.

It’s been a long time since I wrote a chapter this amusing! I hope you like my writing! Xoxo ❤️❤️❤️💋💋💋💋

#when a rose turns black #aliyaaaepel3 writes #Aliyaa Aepel #aliyaaaepel3 posts #Hadi Aepel #Farrah Aepel #Salwa Aepel #Novelyn Aepel #writers of tumblr #Massoud Aepel #Alii Aepel #Raqoul #Ashure Ro’bey #Sire Aham #Sire Russell #Sire Mervyn #Sire Norman #Sire Kilam #Sire Malclom #The superiors #wartb #writblr #female writer #stories of mine #novels #novel #my writings #Mages #Magic #Light vs darkness

[seoseoya]

guess whoooooooo

ur first request that’s who! bonus points if u figure out who i am…….

anywayyyysssssss can i pls request felixxy/n smutttttttttttt. i rly don’t know what to request but i need you to write to stop ur writers block, it’s becoming a problem. anyways, byeeeeeee~

OMG THX SM FOR REQUEST!!!!!!!!!!!

im guessing it is none other than my bestie!

MDNI

smut under the cut

word count: 962

tw: teasing, fingering, oral (both receiving), ass slapping, squirting, use of slut, degrading, dirty talk, cum play (?), unprotected sex(reader is on the pill tho), i think that’s it lmk if i missed anything

inspired by an unwritten anon request on @therhythmafterthesummer’s blog

it was just another normal day at the skz dorms. you and your beautiful boyfriend felix had just eaten lunch and were now locked in a heated mario kart battle in which the loser had to do something for the winner.

you, with your natural talent were in the lead all of the game, however felix was using tilt controls on a dare from changbin, and kept accidentally knocking your breasts causing you to feel the heat rush to your core.

a door slammed open. “HEYYYY GUYSSS WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNNERRRR????” screamed hyunjin even though he was right there. the shock caused you to fall behind at the last second and felix won. “hmmmmm, y/n i think soup wbu?” felix asked.

“yea, soup sounds good. ugh, now what do you want me to do for you?” you asked silently praying it wouldn’t be too bad, oh were you right in all the wrong ways. “hmm, give up horror movies for a month!” said felix, happy that he would be free of scary movies for a while. “what?! felix when i’m not busy with you or friends or anything i live off of horror movies!” you exclaim. it’s true, if you weren’t busy with work, or weren’t spending time with friends, family, or felix, horror movies were your go-to activity. you decided in hopes of at least softening it to seduce him, hopefully also satisfying the throbbing in your core. you put your hand on his chest and your head in his lap. “please lixie~ at least make it just two weeks?” you say. “fine y/n, are you hoping you could seduce me” he asks. you look up at him. “please felix, i need you…” was all you could say, he stoked your hair. “i’m sorry baby but i’m just not in the mood rn, maybe later?” he says. you grumble and cuddle him.

4 hours later you and the members are sitting around the table eating hyunjin’s soup when about 5 minutes in you feel a hand snaking up your thigh. stopping just before your clit and tracing patterns to tease you. you see a smirk form on his face as you deteriorate in front of all of them. “so y/n, how was your day?” asks jisung. you muster the strength to respond. “mnh, good…” is all you manage. “hey! why don’t we get ice cream?” suggests minho, you’re grateful that felix’s teasing will then stop. “YESSSS LET’S GO RIGHT NOWWWW!!!!” says changbin. you look at felix triumphantly. “wait…… can me and y/n stay back? we’re on the middle of a mario kart tournament.” says felix. “sure! why not, we’ll bring the ice cream here!” says chan. as they go to get their hats and masks you shoot felix a death glare. you finished the tournament hours ago and he’s just making an excuse for you to stay.

as soon as the door is closed felix is pinning you to a wall and kissing you desperately. “f-felix… ngh…” you manage as he begins to kiss down your neck. “mmh, kitten, get on the table for me…” he says, you obey, turned on by your boyfriend’s actions. once you are flat on the wood surface, he strips your clothes and begins to lick a long strip your pussy beginning at your clit. you moan from the pleasure. “ngh, mmh felix, p-please… need you” you moan out. he continues to lick your clit before he inserts two fingers. already this wet for me, huh?” he teases. “daddy p-please, ‘m close” you manage close to cumming. “beg for it, slut.” felix barks. you don’t want to but you’re so close you don’t care. “f-felix pl-please lemme c-cum daddy please!” you cry out. “good girl” you feel the knot in your stomach release as you finish on his fingers and tongue. “hands and knees now kitten.” he orders. you can tell you haven’t finished yet. you do as you’re told and feel felix’s tip enter you. it’s so big it feels like the whole thing. “f-fuck! felix! y-you can move…” you whimper. you feel his hips start to thrust and increase speed until he’s fucking his dick into you at an inhuman pace. before you know it you’re a whimpering, moaning mess underneath him and are clenching and cumming around his dick. “i’m gonna cum too, but i want to cum in your mouth.” he pulls out leaving you clenching around nothing. he slaps your ass before going around to your mouth and entering. “o-oh fuck!” he face-fucks you so hard his tip is visible in your throat and you know you throat will be sore. he lets out a lascivious moan as he cums in your mouth and you swallow it all. “i want you to count kitten.” he says as he walks around you. “w-what.. d-do you m— ahh!” you cry out as felix spanks your ass. “count for me baby” he says. “o-one… t-two… th-three-ee…” he finally stops at sixteen. “such a pretty ass just for me.” he says, your backside now fully red. just as you think you’re done, you feel felix thrust into you. “FUCK DADDY FUCK!” you scream. “say. my. name.” he says enunciating each word with a smack to your ass. “FELIX, FUCK FELIX.” you cry out forgetting everything but his name. the sound of skin slapping fills the room and you feel the knot in your stomach tightening and on a particularly hard thrust you squirt. felix chuckles darkly as he realizes what happened. “that was hot baby… want to go another round?” he says. “but felix, what about the b-” you can’t finish your sentence because a door opens and you hear han call: “WE’RE HOOOOMMM- y/n, felix?! what’s this?!”

#lee felix smut #stray kids smut #stray kids hard thoughts #anon ask #kpop smut #first smut

[thepringlesofblood]

Casting My Opinions Into The Void: d20′s Neverafter ep 1+2

this is the first d20 campaign im going to be following live and i am excited enough to do a lil post each week or so about it. mostly bc recycling and adapting and retelling and retranslating old stories that “everyone knows” is my whole shit. like i got a degree in the study of ancient greek and roman civilization (classics). my whole thing is reading old myths and plays that “everyone knows” how they go and seeing what each author/translator brings to the table.

anyway i watched episodes 1 n 2 and i am excited and my observations are below

(like if you were really into the Sisters Grimm series as a kid and are similarly excited for this lol the modernized fairytale characters in that series are literally called “Everafters” and its because it’s really good shorthand for the audience. i see you brennan i see you)

normally ppl who do the whole ‘dark/horror/thriller fairytale’ thing fuck it up bc they think it’s about the shock value, or about seeing how nasty you can get with it, so I usually avoid them, but after bingewatching a kadrillion d20 campaigns, I trust brennan to do it right. you have to find the core value/crux of what is horrifying about the story and tease it out, and play with the symbolism and icons of the original story to reflect that. and brennan fuckin delivered.

ep 1

folks, give a hand to the people who put detailed yet non-spoilery content warnings in the description. tbh dropout shows are setting the standard for sensitivity and inclusion in media. it’s so lovely to see a show w content warnings or pronouns put up onscreen and it just not be addressed. i am forever spoiled for any other kind of media tbh

at some point in the past, brennan found out he could make a really good realistic choking/gagging noise, and he has used it in every campaign since.

i appreciate the ‘scare off the meek early’ approach of it all.

th. the briars. the concept. the dead princes - UGH good backstory yall

i very much like the idea of becoming a ranger out of necessity, and because plants obey you on account of that whole feeding-on-your-blood thing

puss in boots using ‘pib’ as a nickname instead. of ‘puss’ or ‘boots’ - inspired

also zac is using his ‘smart little shit’ voice like he did w lapin and i am v excited.

look ill say it - the little red hen did nothing wrong and thats on that. i read that one when i was very little, it was on electric company or sesame st or between the lions, and i’ve always liked it.

so......anyone see how mother goose’s husband has the last name hubbard? like old mother hubbard lol

also there really is a Jack in so many stories, i’m glad we’re addressing this. little shit gets up to so much trouble

it feels like I have seen so many tired rewritings of little red riding hood, even though I can’t think of any off the top of my head. it’s usually a sort of surface-deep ‘girl power!’ situation. i’ve never seen one like this. i LOVE it. it was terrifying. the fact that we all just sort of accept ‘barbarian’ as a normal dnd class is kind of wild tbh, i like exploring that rage and its source.

Ep 2

saying the actual nursery rhyme in the context of being the nursery rhyme is so powerful. i fully didn’t understand what was happening to nat king cole (v powerful) until he was gone.

also, herr drosselmeyer - fantastic get. you have to talk about the sugar plum fairy at some point and they already went in hard on her in acoc so i love that they were like you know what, it’s weird uncle time.

(context: herr drosselmeyer is clara’s eccentric uncle with a bunch of automatons and he gives her the nutcracker)

also every production ive seen has his drip immaculate. 

my gender is this man’s cloak

Murph is the fucking ball again

“Please tell me how you’re a monster too so I don’t feel so alone” - Jesus Christ Emily Axford

Almost getting distracted by a bird instead of picking up v obvious plot hooks: pt 2

cinderella.......dude

Brennan really looked at K’s finale scene from mismag and went “how DID the mice get lithium?”

The POV of the mice - simplifying it makes it sound ridiculous, but if you really dig into the idea of the mice as sentient beings it’s horrifying.

Dude the symbolism…stepmother eating her kids bc they were always either a tool or an obstacle to her, of course they would be a sacrifice to her hunger for power.

i’ve always liked endings that have the stepsisters reconciling w cinderella bc in the end they were also victims of abuse and it wasn’t the same or the same degree of abuse as cinderella but they were still constantly on thin ice

can you tell that i rewatched d20 live recently and sobbed at adaine and aelwyn’s ending?

Cinderella stabbing the fairy godmother with the broken heel of the shoe that symbolizes both the ending she was meant for and the life that she was forced into. Turning that into glass armor. dude.

The pumpkin carriage rotting bc the fairy godmother is trying to make the happily ever after stay exactly how it is forever but nature decays and time passes and she can’t acknowledge that without realizing both that her role is in the story is over and not only does cinderella not need her anymore, cinderella doesn’t want her anymore, and maybe never wanted her in the first place. 

When puss in boots was asked what he wanted in life and he just said ‘to be comfortable’ #relatable like I know all this is gonna end with him realizing the value of love and friendship over material goods and I 100% agree with that but i feel like this goal or some variation of it are v common today and not often addressed in stories like this

Pinocchio swearing - 10/10. Also how the fuck is Lou doing a Pinocchio voice that perfectly straddles the line between hilarious and annoying. It’s ridiculous enough to always be funny, but sustainable and varied enough that it doesn’t grate on you.

i think we’re getting into “all the princesses in all the stories are all sisters” territory and i for one am THRILLED

"mirror, mirror.......leaned up against the wall”

we learn in this adventuring party that the OG concept for lou’s pinocchio is that he snapped off his nose so he would be able to lie, which is AMAZING. i fully did not put that together.

i am v excited for this battle, and v terrified.

#d20 #d20 spoilers #dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #neverafter #neverafter spoilers #spoilers #original post #my Opinions

[raconteur-multiverse]

“What in Hell is bad?”

⟨Upcoming New Game⟩

•Otome Game.

•"Spicy" game similar with “Nu Carnival” mix “Obey Me”.

•Creator by PrettyBusy, “Love Unholyc”.

–Introduction Story—

Ugh! feel so stressed! should watch porn at times like these!!

Today I'm watching BDSM!! At the end of the day, you are finally enjoying time alone. The moment you play the video you downloaded recently out of the secret folders that are organized by genre, by actor, by manufacturer. A beautiful man's face fills the screen instead of an actor from the porn,

"I have no bad feelings for you, but you should die here."

A strange man is climbing out of the screen like a scene in a horror movie and trying to kill me?

Just when the man who unfolded his six wings and completely extricated himself from the screen swung his scythe and tried to cut my throat. There was suddenly a cozy smell like a cat's sunny fur behind my ear, And a black shadow as soft as a blanket enveloped my body. Then, a firm hand gripped my waist. A strange man's sweet voice rang in my ears.

"Is it an angel trait to kill people you have no feelings for and not feel embarrassed?"

And another strange man saved me from the porn guy...I mean, the angel..

No, wait. That was an angel?! Then who are you?!

The man who saved me shone his scarlet eyes and smiled at my question.

"I am the devil who came to save you, child of Solomon. Let's go to hell together:"

When he saw me turn deathly pale at the mention of hell. The man who called himself a devil smiled as if saying 'you know nothing.

"What in hell is bad?"

The reason angels and devils came down to earth The sweet yet terrible relationship between them and myself. All the answers are in 'hell' that you are heading for.

#otome #otome game #romance game #otome guys

[rottmntquotes]

Replacement

"I'm pregnant."

Those were the first two words that shattered Casey Jones' world as he knew it. Hearing his own mother say those words with such delight and excitement and every other synonym as she clasped hands with Leo, Casey's beloved adoptive father, was enough to make the young boy scowl with intense disdain. He hadn't even been in their family for a decade yet and they were already doing… this. Having another child without even asking if he was okay with it!

"Oh, my God! I can't believe this! We're gonna be parents, Cassie!" Leo cheered, hugging his wife close. His grip wasn't nearly as tight as it usually was, a sign of how serious he was taking the news. "This is the greatest moment of my life! I'm gonna be a father!"

Those words were the nail in the coffin of Casey's heartbreak. Seeing Leo so happy about a child that was actually his made Casey want to hide away from reality until death crept up with its sharpened scythe.

"I wonder if it's a boy or girl." Leo whispered, his eyes shining and tail wagging. "Oh! We have to tell everyone else! They're gonna be so excited!"

"If you say so." Cassie chuckled, looking over at Casey for the first time since the conversation had started. "Do you want to help us tell the good news, sweetheart?"

"I would, but I have a project I have to work on for school." Casey stiffly replied. His eyes stayed downcast, though he did his best to keep a small smile on his face. "But, uh… update me on the family reactions?"

"Of course! Anything for you, Case." Leo chimed, ruffling Casey's hair before using his Ōdachi to open a portal to the lair.

The minute both mutants left, Casey burst into tears, curling up into a corner and getting lost in his thoughts.

Why did they want another baby? What did Casey do? Was it because of his past? Was it something he said?

"I didn't mean to do it." Casey sobbed, crying himself into a dreamless sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Casey! You won't believe it! Everyone else freaked out!"

Cassandra rolled her eyes with a fond smile at Leo's exaggeration, loving how eccentric he could be. Of course, he meant that the family reacted positively, albeit with the initial horror upon realizing that Leo and Cassie had actually been sleeping together.

Which had been an incredibly awkward conversation in itself.

"Don't worry about anyone being upset, Casey. You know how your father tends… to…" Cassie trailed off upon catching sight of her son sleeping in a nearby corner. "Oh, sweetie… Leo! Come here!"

"Yes, my sweet darling?" Leo purred, wrapping his arms around Cassandra with a smile.

"Ugh, stop it. Look at our son." Cassie huffed.

Leo obeyed the command, pity and despair instantly filling his heart the moment he saw Casey. "Ah, geez. Looks like the poor kid's stressed about school."

"Yeah. I'll have to get April to help him." Cassie sighed. She smirked as a sudden thought came to mind. "But I think something else might help him sleep better."

"Oh, God. Please tell me you aren't talking about a-"

"Daddy Drop-off!" Cassie cheered, clapping and bouncing on her toes.

Leo groaned and facepalmed for a moment, complaining briefly about how this wasn't fair. After doing so, Leo reached out and picked Casey up, carrying the boy to his room and setting him down.

Or, he planned on setting Casey down. It didn't really turn out that way considering how Casey instinctively decided to cling to Leo like a baby koala.

"Cassie… Cassie…! Cassie! He won't let go!" Leo shouted, frantically trying to shake Casey off.

"Just pry him off!" Cassie replied, laughing at Leo's whine of "I'm trying to!" in response. "Oh, you poor thing!"

It took nearly an hour to get Casey in bed, but the result was worth it when Leo was able to see his boy peacefully sleeping in the comfort of his own room. The next step was for Leo and Cassie to get themselves situated; adoring the news for just a few more hours before dozing off as well.

To them, this was perfect.

If only they'd known the pain they were causing their son.

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It was over a period of days that Leo finally noticed a shift in the dynamic of his home.

While his relationship with Cassandra had gotten so much better, it seemed as if his relationship with Casey had gotten so much worse. There were barely any moments of closeness amongst the two males of the home, and one would have to be blind to see it.

Even Donnie could see it when he visited his twin!

"So… how was school today?" Leo asked during one particularly nice day at dinner. Everyone seemed to be in a decent mood, so he'd hoped that he could get at least a word or two out of his son. "Anything to report?"

Casey stayed silent, continuing to eat his food with no specific expression.

"Casey, your father asked you a question; it would do you well to answer it." Cassie sternly huffed.

With a scowl, Casey stopped eating for just a second. "Everything is just fine."

Leo sighed, knowing that it would be best to end things there. "As long as you're doing okay."

For a moment, Casey seemed to relax, looking up at Leo with interest, though that quickly disappeared when Leo met his gaze.

Oh, how Leo wished he knew what was going on.

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When Leo learned that Casey was starting to spend more time with Raph, the Slider didn't know if he should feel betrayed or relieved. It was a good thing that Casey felt safe enough around the others to talk to them about… whatever was going on, but the fact that he didn't feel safe or comfortable enough to tell his own father was heartbreaking.

"I just don't know what to do." Leo whimpered as he sat next to Donnie in the lair's lab. "I don't know what I did!"

"You are joking, right?" Donnie replied, raising a false eyebrow in shock.

"Uh, no?"

"Oh, my God. Okay, does this sound familiar: "Oh, I'm so happy that I finally get to have my own biological child, making it a point to let everyone know and/or think that I would rather have them over the adopted child I was gifted and didn't even consult about this life changing decision!"?"

Leo mulled over the rant for a few seconds, processing the concept before properly losing his cool. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!"

"You flew too close to the sun." Donnie hummed. "And made a baby with it."

"I have to tell Cassie! We have to make this right!" Leo shouted. "Thank you, Donnie! You're a genius!"

"And you're just now realizing this?"

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BAM!

"CASSIE, I'M A BAD FATHER!"

Cassandra Jones sighed and ran a hand down her face, incredibly glad that Leo wasn't strong enough on his own to break their front door off its hinges. "What are you talking about, Leo?"

"Donnie helped me realize why Casey has been so mad at me lately!" Leo replied, tears welling up in his eyes as he threw himself into Cassie's arms. "We made this little bundle of joy without asking if Casey even wanted a sibling, and now he thinks we don't want him because we have our own baby!"

Cassie did just as her husband had, processing the information before gasping and throwing a free hand over her chest. "OUR POOR BABY!"

Both parents spent a good amount of time blaming themselves for their actions, crying and thinking of whatever they could to make things up to Casey. Eventually, they decided that intense apologies and pampering for as long as Casey desired were the route they were willing to take.

As long as it made him happy.

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"Your parents are really trying their best, Case. You know that. They're just… excited to give you someone to spend time with and look after!"

Casey rolled his eyes at his uncle's attempt of comfort. This was the hundredth time that Raph had tried to make Casey accept the situation, yet nothing he said seemed to work.

"The least they could have done was ask me if I even wanted a sibling! But no! My opinion as someone who isn't even their real child isn't that important, apparently!"

"Casey, that isn't true, sometimes adults just do stuff without thinking. Like sleeping with each other without protection. Dumb turtle instincts."

"Ugh, Uncle Raphael, please…" Casey shuddered and blushed, disturbed by the mere thought. "I don't want to think about that."

Raph opened his mouth to apologize, jumping in surprise upon hearing his brother and his sister-in-law racing into the lair whilst apologizing profusely. He moved to the side so they could fall to their knees and beg for forgiveness, slightly horrified by the way Cassie nearly fell onto her stomach.

"Casey, please! We didn't mean to upset you like this! If anything, we thought you would LOVE having a little brother or sister!" Leo shouted. "I know we haven't been the best parents as of late, but please let us make it up to you! Any way works! Just name it!"

"Will you get rid of the baby?" Casey asked.

"Absolutely not!" Cassie hissed.

"Fine… then… will you stop acting like it's the only child you have?" Casey nervously asked, hoping that he didn't sound silly for asking such a question.

"Of course. Even though we have a biological child, you will always be our first and strongest baby." Cassie agreed, placing a hand onto Casey's cheek. "No one will ever compare."

Casey smiled, pulling his mother into a hug and letting tears fall. He looked at Leo and gestured for him to come closer.

"Yeah, buddy?" Leo asked.

He didn't expect to have Casey's hockey stick slammed between his legs.

"NO MORE CHILDREN!"

#RotTMNT #Rise of the TMNT #Mutant Cassandra AU #Fanfic #Hope Y'all Like This #It Took Me a Couple Days #Casey Trying to Neuter His Own Dad

[wickedlyemma]

I love your horror snippets for patisserie, I truly do but the "spreading your legs for groceries" line had me GASPING and I think hands down that's gotta be the most petty yet creative insult I have ever read-

Klaus is so lucky that's not canon or he would have a storm coming lol

(Anyways imma be thinking about it forever 🙊 your an icon as always thank you emma❤️❤️❤️ )

Oh you want more snippet??? More snippet for anon????

(I'm so glad you've been liking them! I have a dozen or so variations of scenes where I wanted to go a little darker. It's good to know that even if I did Patisserie would still have fans :) and lol I really did love the line about groceries.)

anyway here are like. 3 more unpublished scenes.

snippet 1

You wonder if this is Klaus’s way of isolating you away from his family— not just the innocuous trip to get some alone time that he claimed, but something more permanent.

It’s ridiculous, you know. You have your phone, the rest of the Mikaelsons could fly here whenever they wished. You’re not trapped in a dank basement or even like you were in your house for those first couple months of knowing the Mikaelsons. Ugh. You wish your brain wouldn’t go down these rabbit holes, but there’s still that part of you that recognizes the spark of truth in the possibilities.

You take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down. You’ve been unusually anxious lately, even for you. (To be honest, you’re growing tired of it)

Snippet 2:

Klaus looks like he’s a second away from slamming your head into the wall. Instead, he keeps you pinned— caging you with his body.

“I grow weary of your obfuscating,” he hisses, “So allow me to put this in terms you’ll recognize. You are ours. Romantically…” His eyes travel in a scorching path down your body, “And otherwise. You will not look at others. You do not need friends and you will never have a single other partner who is not us. If you dare look at someone else, I will kill them and lock you away.”

You have always had a way out. There’s always a way. A bus, a garbage bag full of all your worldly belongings, a short-term sublet off CraigsList.

“If you try to run,” Klaus says cruel, like he could hear your thoughts, “I will find you. There is nothing on Earth that could stop me.”

Snippet 3 (this was originally how I was going to have Elijah daggering Kol confession)

Elijah puts a finger up to his lips, telling you to be silent. He guides you to the bathroom and turns on the shower.

“You must understand,” he starts, water drumming in your ears, “I did not do it maliciously.”

“Elijah…” You say slowly, dawning horror rising in you, “What did you do?”

“Niklaus has killed or compelled or stolen all of our paramours throughout the centuries. The minute any of us find love, he takes it from us. He had to have been first, darling, you must understand. You were getting too close to Kol.”

Your body realizes something, even if your brain is still spinning.

“What the fuck did you do?” You demand. You hit him in the chest, but he doesn’t even move. You hit him harder.

“Kol is safe. He’s daggered in his apartment.” Elijah says your name with such heart-aching tenderness that you’d forgive him for anything else if he hadn’t done this, “I had to, please understand.”

You try fruitlessly to rip your wrists out of Elijah’s grasp.

“You didn’t have to, Elijah, you didn’t,” you say heatedly, “That’s Kol’s greatest fear and you know it!”

“I know,” he says quietly, “But I believe, given time, he will realize I was right. I truly believe he would rather endure this little hardship than lose you for eternity.”

“Let go of me.”

Reluctantly, he obeys.

“I’m going to Kol’s,” you hiss, “Don’t follow me.”

He inclines his head and you leave him there, steam rising from the shower.

You realize when you get in the car that you don’t know Kol’s new address. You’re prepared to drive around the city until you find him, but a text from Elijah pops up.

324 N. Thompson Dr. Apt D12

There’s no other message. Spitefully, you don’t text back. You plug the address into your phone and proceed to break so many traffic laws it’s a miracle you don’t get pulled over.

Kol’s apartment is unlocked. He was here, unprotected, all this time. Another surge of rage rolls through you, so strong it tastes like iron. It makes you nauseous and you remember the woman you used to be, who never got angry at anything.

You wonder what happened to her.

“Kol!” You call, “Where are you?” Silence answers you. You slam the door behind you and search the apartment. You open the door to his bedroom.

“Oh god.”

You didn’t know what you expected, but it wasn’t this. Kol lays on the floor, ornate dagger sticking out of his chest. He looks like he’s dead. Gray veins erupt over his body, broken blood vessels and capillaries. Worst of all is his expression. His eyebrows and pinched in something caught between rage and a deep, aching sadness.

You can’t stand it.

You tear the dagger out of his heart. He doesn’t wake up. You start to wonder what would happen if he doesn’t.

No.

He has to wake up.

You curl up in a ball at his side and wait.

#i also have one more scene that is. quite dark #it's a variation of the first one i posted #tvdpatisserie #snippet #me #ask #anon #thank you!!!

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Chap.1 family jewels

A/n

Hi everyone welcome to the start of this rewriting of my old story which at the time called lost and found, it was on Wattpad and I wrote it when I was just a very edgy (definitely cringey) child just shown of the (horrors) Wonders of Wattpad the lost and found was there like 3 years before privating it and deleting and recently rewriting it! As see here anyways I hope you guys like it lol

Raine-tear

Tear-raine

Mom-lisa lawlen

08/10/2015

In the cold and dark night, where monsters roam free and the innocents hide, there hears a Small child sobbing in the night

The child sobs quietly but the noise can not surpass someone

"Raine..?" A brunette lady wearing a night gown asked a small child who is sobbing to the night even tho theres light outside of the room of the child it was too dark to see his mother face. As if like it's blurry for him as if like it's a memory.he blinked and his mother already getting closer to comfort the child

"M-mom? I'm fine" mother squint "Raine is not nice to lie..did your father ordered you to kill someone again?.." his mother asked Raine look down with guilt with two things for lying to his mother and actually obeying those orders, he just wants to be close to his two parents. He hugged his mother Wanting comfort from her and she comfort her son indeed

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08/10/2018

SLAM*

'useless useless useless useless-"i repeated again and again with a very pissed expression "dose he not care for her?! I mean I know he's faceless but for fuck sakes" I continued to rant,with a sigh i hid my face in my collar of my sweater, i looked to the left to see the catalyst of finding mom but there's no useful evidence I tried to get evidence expecting an explaination to my so called "father" but nothing.

It's been a week since mom went missing my friend. Remembering the situation I felt sad alone lonely, still hiding his face in my collar, but confidence hit him and trying to be optimistic he told himself "I shouldn't lose hope yet I haven't found her yet" as like that would comfort me, static i don't know if it's from him or from my anger but is sure is annoying "ugh" i said annoyed i decided to go outside in my safehaven but no to the front door Nono he's just there outside of my door, the window despite him being 15 feet tall. before I go i grabbed somethings

Notebook ->

Where he puts the evidence

Pen ->

To write duh

A bag ->

To put the important and make sure I don't lose anything

What it contains

The notebook

The pen

A box of plastic bag

Flashlight

Camera

"Okay we're good to go"

I climbed up the window, with a hard time but surely got out of my room

"Outside" i Said with a peaceful face

Going to the spot where him and his mother would sit here peacefully, when he finds her they would have a picnic.

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I really miss her.. I really really miss her

"Whenever you may be I hope your doing okay. I'll save you mom" suddenly I feel overwhelming anxiety, a million thought's

Have came up me there all bad.then suddenly-

What if she's dead?

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"NononononNONONON I DON'T WANT THAT!"I said closing my eyes while shaking my head left to right to fight the the thoughts away.

"Tear?" A familiar voice asked I looked behind me and saw two pair of blue eyes

I look behind to see ace a ginger Blue eyed tan skin

"Y-yeah I am" I said looking to the ground not looking at him he tilted he's head and said something to make me saddened but at the same time cheered me up a lil

"Is it about your mom? You know you can find her " knowing that he said that comforted me i smiled to show my gratitude he's my bestfriend after all he usually goes to the forest about 3 years ago to play whenever I have sad state just like this he comforts me and cared for me.

He smiled back at me then suddenly he asked "Soo any luck with him?" He asked me getting pissed and basically rant to him

"UGH YOU CAN'T BELIEVE WHEN I ASKED TO HIM HE LITERALLY DISMISS ME AND SAID "stop this tear this is not mess with children like you" LIKE I JUST WANT TO SEE MY MOM AGAIN HE ACTS HE CARES ABOUT HER BUT WHEN I LITERALLY WANNA TO FIND HER I WAS STOPPED "

I said very pissed ... "Static" ace mumbled while covering his ears "Woah come down teary you might make me passed out haha"

Realising blushing because of embarassment,"ahem-" I was cut of by ace "no need for apologies you seemed really trouble maybe you need help with getting information but if you want to find her you gotta go deeper" he said with a aura

That I can't explain,"deeper?-" cutted of by him again"deeper deeper this case is very hard your just lacking something and I here to help you as a good friend" I said while

Thinking about it "what if I say you would go so deep for her you would go to a some god to find just a snap boom she's there" I looked at him kinda frightened a bit"I don't mess with that stuff ace."I said I "it's for your mother tear you said you wanna see her again be in the same place where were talking right now, having a picnic peacefully" ... I looked around imagine

Her with me... And only took a some finding that God.

I looked at ace with a determination Sparkle's in my eyes

"Ace I accept your help"

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It corcern me that he knows this god and at worse he worship him too is this why he goes to the forest 3 years ago or smth.. but Ignore my questions and ask "so how we find him?" No response well that's nice.

We both keep walking in silence, before I broke it "um is the god good or bad?" I asked he seems to look at me smiling at that question he answered with glee and admiration "oh he's just the best a good one he helped me open my eye of what this world is he's The light of my world I will die if I lose his attention,his orders, he's everything he done to me." He said... obsessively it scares me.. I'm just making sure that I won't be the gods new playtoy or worshiper or smth I look him at concern he noticed me looking at him "what." I snapped at my look before he snaps my neck. "Nothing, I'm mean I would admire someone who helped me at my worse too.." I decided to not question about ace out of character and Thinking about the moments with me and mom with ace

Silence a few more walking and we came across a path but when I stepped in that path everything went giltchy black static I feel warm liquid from nose and almost passing out

But I used my little energy I have and telaport my mind was hazy I couldn't know where I'm going as I telaport before I - telaported away I saw ace having the same affect I think? I had no time to telaport him with me after I telaported I passed out I didn't check my soundings

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chap.2 lily

Lmao

@nilrilie

#creepypasta original character #creepypastaoc #my ocs <3 #oc #my ocs #rewrite #missing #missing her

[henry-and-the-seven-lords]

Okay, so I’ve read several Obey me boys react to a sick MC hc’s/fic but normally MC has a simple cold or fever and after watching the episodes “Suds” from Spongebob, I decided why not amplify that shit? :D (It’s more of a crack, angst, and fluff)

I’d like to request head cannons of the Brothers reacting to a sick!MC BUT they are gravely ill; I’m talking sunken eyes, raspy voice, vomiting after every meal, hella frail, and they just look like walking death. To make matters even scarier, MC’s eye or arm would fall off while they’re trying to calm the panicking bois.

MC: I’m fine, it was just a cough ☺️ *eye falls out* Don’t worry about that 🙂 *puts eye back in*

What makes it hurt even more is that MC’s been overworking themselves with RAD, helping the brothers, and trying to survive the Devildom to not even worry about their health. Literally demons that would ignore/threaten MC became concerned for the new human. It doesn’t help that MC just wants to help others so damn bad. If the illness strains their legs to the point of them being unable to walk, that’s not gonna stop them from physically pulling themselves to where the brothers are to help them, noodle legs and all.

MC:*is on Death’s doorstep but hears the Brothers talk about a problem in the kitchen*

Lucifer: Beel, don’t eat the jar of you can’t open it-*damn near chokes on his tongue when he sees MC dragging their body to the boys and they look even worse than usual*

MC: I can help :D

I’m messed up for such an idea and I understand if you don’t wanna do it or don’t feel comfy with it. Something about seeing these bois become hella protective and worried for MC makes my heart happy 😭

No, I would love to do it, but MC puts her eye back!? Is she a zombie? (Maybe that is a different headcannon/AU for a different day...)

I looked up the Suds (disease) forum on the spongebob wiki and it said it was the cold with extra symptoms. So MC has an extreme cold! One that makes their eyes pop out and their arms fall off... with a dash of "I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms, at night I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."

I am stuck on how to make this a headcannon set, so these are going to blurbs of little interactions the brothers have had with a gravely ill!MC

This was really fun to write and kind of what I needed to day. I hope you enjoy this and let me know if this isn't right so I can fix it!

TW: Mentions broken bones, falling out eyes, and pulling off arms

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Brothers Reactions to a Gravely ill MC

💙 Lucifer and Beel ❤-

Lucifer has been going around the House most of the morning taking care of his Brothers in MC's stead. MC woke up with a terrible pounding in their head and he knew that they just needed to rest by how pale their skin was. Yet it was difficult for him to manage his brothers without them. Especially when it came to Beel and his appetite.

"Beel please do not eat the entire jar of peanut butter."

"But it is faster..."

"No it isn't, you just think it is-"

Lucifer stops his scolding as he hears smacking coming from the hallway. Both brothers look toward each other before slowly approaching the doorway.

There, pulling themselves by their hands across the dirty floor is MC. Their legs are twisted in a painful way behind them.

Immediately the pair run over with Beel picking them up in his arms and Lucifer inspecting their legs confusedly.

"MC, how did you do this?" Beels voice is lace with concern.

"Oh. I rolled off my bed and they ended up like that. I wanted to come and see how you were doing!" A smile fills their face as they stare at the two perplexed demons.

"Is there a way to fix something like this?" Lucifer face is filled with confusion.

"Oh yeah! Beel, set me down in the chair." The two brothers then watch as MC snaps their kneecaps back into place before beginning to giggle and swing their legs.

"See! All better! They are still a little too weak for me to walk though."

The two glance at each other completely disturbed.

Lucifer swallows the lump in his throat and eventually speaks up, "I didn't know human illnesses were so... brutal."

💚 Satan, Levi 🧡 and Belphie 💜 -

Satan, Levi, and Belphie were given some very important jobs. They were told to feed the sick human, give them medicine, and make them sleep. They were also supposed to help the human stay comfortable so there wouldn't be any incidents like this morning.

"Let me fix your pillow, MC" Satan reaches around gently fluffing it while they lean forward.

"You guys are so sweet, but you really don't have to do this. I am fine! Seriously!"

"I'm not so sure about that..." Levi as WI concern as he hold up a spoonful of soup to MC's mouth.

MC opens their mouth and hums in satisfaction as they taste it.

"Lucifer said there were some... complications... this morning and you need to be watched over. So we are here if you need anything." Belphie's voice is soft sleep as he speaks. His head rests on MC's lap as they card their fingers through his hair.

"Whatever you- Achoo!" As MC sneezes their hands cup in front of their face. When they remove them their eyeball sits in their hands.

The shock of the sneeze wakes Belphie and he sits up.

"AHHHH" Levi jumps back dropping the soup on the ground.

"What are you screaming about Levia-" Satan looks to Levi to see him pointing at MC's hands when he looks down he sees their eye staring back at him and he pales.

"Ugh, I got hair on it again." MC begins to pull off a hair as Belphie finishes rubbing his eyes and sees for himself what the commotion is about.

"Oh no. MC, I don't think this is normal." Belphie's voice is soft as he looks to MC's face.

"No, it's fine. See." MC then proceeds to pop their eye back in and the three watch in horror as it spins around until the iris is facing forward once again. All the while MC is smiling.

"This can't be a normal human disease." Levi says as he holds himself back from vomiting.

💛 Mammon and Asmo 💖 -

Asmo had offered to take care of all of MC's hygiene needs while they got better. He had thought it would be some good alone time with them. Sadly, he was interrupted when Mammon had insisted on helping bathe MC. Now MC sits in a warm bubble bath and Mammon and Asmo sit on the rim of the tub helping scrub MC arm and hair respectively.

"You both are so sweet for doing this. I would have been fine taking a shower after I got better." MC smiles quickly at Mammon and then up towards Asmo.

"Well I couldn't have you sitting in your own filth! Even though you look amazing all the time, a nice bath can relax your aching bone and make you feel better." Asmo has a chipper tone as he grabs some water from the bathtub to rinse out the shampoo.

"Yeah. Besides I couldn't have Asmo here doing it by himself. I didn't want him takin' advantage of ya in this state." Mammon grumbled as he gently tugged on MC's arm while scrubbing.

"I would never take advantage of them, Mammon. I am not some scumbag like you." Asmo's voice got louder as he began to scrub harder.

"I ain't no scumbag! Tell him MC!" As he speaks he tugs a little harder and the pair he a tear as MC's arm comes off at the shoulder. MC winces at the sound.

"Mammon, what did you do to my precious MC!?" Asmo clings to MC's head trying to pull them as far away from Mammon as possible.

"Nothing! I wasn't pulling that hard! Was I MC? I thought I was being gentle?!" Mammon's voice is frantic as he still holds MC's arm.

MC snatches the arm back before saying, "Calm down. Both of you. It's fine."

With a loud popping sound MC pushes their shoulder back into place. They sigh in relief and swing their arm to make sure the limb still works.

"There we go. You don't know how cold your shoulder bone gets without an arm attached to it."

MC then ducks their head below the water rinsing the rest of the shampoo out. While the two demons sit there completely dazed.

So that is what Lucifer tried to warn them about.

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[ghost-like-pale]

fuckin' perv

info: some gross guy thinks you're his, sapnap thinks otherwise. 》 female clothing/anatomy, they/them pronouns 》 irl + romantic 》 1.4k words

warnings: (sexual) harassment and assault, physical fighting, hurt/comfort, swearing

a/n: ty for the support on my last piece ♡ please enjoy

this blog it meant as a way of coping with trauma/mental issues, please don't report it. if you don't want to see what i write, please just block me.

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the evening sun shone an orange glow over the city. the chatter of the citizens rang through the streets past all the tall buildings, the cars and taxis making their way to their patron's destinations and the smell of your favorite restaurants wafted past the pavement. you've grown up in the city, getting used to it, yet never getting bored.

all of these memories made you think about your boyfriend; he was a real country boy - born and raised in texas and everything. it never failed to bring a smile to your face whenever he pointed out a particularly tall office or a pretty neon 'open' sign.

something he's never been very fond of is the people. specifically older men. they always had a certain look on their face as you walked by, making him swing an arm around your hip or slipping a hand in your pocket. he's always been quite protective over his lover. you didn't mind, though.

—

there wasn't much time to reminisce on your loverboy right now - you were going to see him today! your car broke the day before, so with great displeasure you had to take the bus. you hated public transport. everyone was so close to each other, the air was stuffy and there was always someone to make you horribly uncomfortable.

you pulled your mask further over your nose when you reached the stop. the small space was bordered by plastic panels and a poster for some music event, nothing of interest. the sound coming from your earbuds made your foot tap the the rhythm until the bus finally emerged from the passing traffic.

the ride was peaceful, which made you strangely wary - like a calm moment before the storm. you didn't mind the busride being quiet, but the feeling never shook.

after waving at the busdriver and thanking him kindly, you hopped off the vehicle onto the concrete pavement. three other people walked out with you; and old couple, one holding a walker and a 20-something year old man. the clicking of his tongue grew impatient as he got stuck behind the couple. after a moment the two elders managed to get off the bus safely and the man could finally get to his stop.

you didn't pay them any mind, you wanted to see sapnap as soon as possible. you kept walking at a brisk pace, growing more exited with every step. after passing and crossing a few streets you started to feel uneasy. feeling eyes drilling right through your back, you rummaged in your bag and pulled out a small handheld mirror and lip gloss. as you were applying your gloss you glanced behind you, scanning the faces you could catch from within you peripheral vision.

you were surprised to see the impatient man from the bus stop a few feet behind you. now realizing the situation, you hastily stuff everything back into your bag and start walking again, this time quicker than before. the stabbing look didn't shake, however.

you were getting more anxious as it got darker and the crowds became scarce. the destination was on the edge of the city, where there was nothing other than small stores and the occasional crappy apartment building. the pavement was easy to see if you looked down; no polished dress shoes, no sneakers, no stilettos, nothing. just the occasional group of chatting teenagers passing by or an overworked retail worker walking home.

with every frantic step forward he seemed to get one step closer. the sound of your feet tapping on the floor came to a halt as you arrived at a crosswalk with a red light. the man hummed an unorganized tune and stood behind you and casually waited for the light to turn green. everytime you'd move, so would he. the brief moment waiting in front of the crosswalk felt like centuries.

—

ding. the pole emitted a bright green and you sighed in relief. you rushed over to the other side of the street, making sure not to hit someone on the way there. as you were moving along you suddenly felt a hand on your back, slowly gliding down over your-

"what are you doing?!"

the panic in your voice didn't phase the man, though he did take his hand off your lower half and placed it on your neck instead. he slowly backed you into a small alleyway while muttering a response.

"calm down, cutie. it's just a hand."

you slapped his hand off yourself, losing the hope you had when you realized you were the only one with him on this block.

"let me go, you creep!"

this response to his 'compliment' didn't please him; he harshly grabbed you by the roots of your hair and pushed you against the cold brick wall of a corner store.

"listen here, bitch. you're gonna listen to me real good, and you're gonna obey everything i tell you, understood?"

you whimpered in pain, shutting your eyes and tears dipping at your chin.

"understood?!"

with another yank at your hair you mewled and nodded hastily. this seemed to satisfy him.

"good. now, let's have some fun, shall we?"

his hand rested on your thigh and gradually made its way up, under your skirt until it hit your underwear. the other was around your wrists, holding them both with his larger hands to the side of your head. his feet trapped yours, putting his weight on your toes so you wouldn't kick him.

"ngh-!"

"heh, can't handle stimulation, can you? guess this will be more fun than i imagined- ugh!"

the man was knocked back harshly, the hand that connected with his face quickly retreating to the body it belonged to. sapnap. the man felt his jaw, there was blood dripping off his lip.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO THEM?!"

sapnap boomed in anger at the man. before he could even think of an answer he was hit again by the same hand. sapnap was now right next to you, him seeing your trembling figure in his peripheral vision. once he was sure that gross excuse of a person was going to stay down he turned to you.

his entire body language changed; his arms turning from tense limbs into a welcoming place to rest in, his chest forming into a warm pillow to fall into, his eyes from a slaughtering rage into a kind and sympathetic expression. your tears were already flowing as you sank into his embrace. he engulfed you completely, shielding you from everything and anyone, soothing the intense fear and horror you just experienced.

"you're okay now, baby. i got you, i got you."

his tone was smooth like honey, the words pulling you further in his secure clutch. the screaming must've attracted a few people, because before you knew it your hug was interrupted by him gently loosening his grasp and lowering his voice.

"we should get home, we don't want this hellhole to become a exhibition. here-"

he unwrapped his arms and pulled his grey hoodie over his head and handed the clothing article to you.

"wear this, baby."

you accepted his hoodie and threw it over your upper body. when you were finished sapnap grabbed your hand and guided you out the alleyway and turning a corner. his car was parked a little further.

"i wanted to give you a nice ride through the outer city, but i think you'd rather be home, am i right?"

you nodded. your face was stung by the wet streaks on your face with the cooling air hitting your features. you eventually reached the car, sapnap sitting down into the driver's position and you plopping down onto the passenger seat.

—

the soft revving of the car's engine made for a nice background noise as you drove over to sapnap's house. you reached the destination quicker than expected. time didn't feel like it was passing at this point.

your legs refused to move, even when sapnap opened the door for you. sapnap, understanding the situation, picked you up bridal-style and carried you and your bag out the vehicle.

—

your body was weak, both from the late hours of the night and your vivid memory of what happened about half an hour ago. the mattress sank next to you as you snuggled further under the covers. sapnap radiated warmth, making you move your body towards him and latching onto him like a koala.

"rest, angel. we'll talk about it in the morning."

his voice reverberated in his chest, the vibrations bringing you comfort. his hand found a good spot on the top of your head, lightly pushing it into him.

"good night, (y/n)."

you hummed as a response before passing out. sapnapchuckled at your cute resting face.

"sleep well, baby. you deserve it."

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thank you for reading. please don't be too harsh on me, heh

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