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britany1997 · 1 year

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Hey bestie!!! I gotta do this request because I know you'd do it right.

Could you pretty please write a NSFW Southern Michael x Reader piece? I definitely think he would be very loving and giving, but let him be the dominant one. It's more fun that way~ Ball is in your court on what kinks you want to add. Maybe keep it gender neutral for the reader so more people can enjoy it 😊

Thank you!!! ILYSM! ✨✨✨

Deep in the Heart of Texas

Hi Lave! Yes of course I can write this for you!! It’s honestly such an honor that your trust me with your boy🥹

Southern Michael x GN Reader

Big thanks to @bookworm551 for helping me with the steer wrestling part of this fic! (I’m Texan but I’m like, city Texan, my roommate is country Texan) Originally I had Michael barrel racing, but apparently guys rarely do that so she helped me switch it up lol. Grateful to live with someone who has been to many horse shows.

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, blowjob, hair pulling, penetration but readers sex not mentioned

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You bit your nails as you watched Michael intently from your spot in the stands, sandwiched between Lucy and Sam.

You were no stranger to the rodeo scene, and Michael was no first time competitor. But he had just moved up from the intermediate category to the advanced category, and while your boy was talented, you knew the competition was much more fierce.

You’d seen him practice a million times, but under the arena lights, with hundreds of eyes on you, you knew he could feel the pressure.

With your nail between your teeth you caught his eye from where he was waiting for his turn. He shot you a toothy smile and a wink.

You blushed and smiled back as you fought not to swoon in the middle of the stands. Lucy must have seen the exchange because she elbowed you gently, prompting you to turn to her.

“He’ll be fine,” she reassured you, “he’s got his good luck charm cheering him on.” She said while winking.

You turned even redder as you smiled back at her, “he doesn’t need the luck,” you told her, “he’s amazing all on his own.”

Lucy offered you a bright smile, “he’s talented for sure,” she agreed, “but trust me, you bein’ here calms his nerves,” she explained, “everybody in these stands may be lookin’ at him, but I promise you darlin,’ he’s lookin’ at you.”

Your heart fluttered in your chest as you sighed at her words, “I’m happy to help,” you told her, “I wouldn’t have missed this for anything.”

She beamed, taking your hand in hers, “I know sweetie pie,” she rubbed your hand with the pad of her thumb, “he knows too.”

When you heard the announcer call out Michael’s name over the loud speaker, you both snapped to look at the arena.

The doors on the chutes flew open as the steer sprinted out, Michael parallel on his horse.

The crowd cheered as he slid from his saddle, reaching to wrap his arms around the steer’s horns. Once he had a good grip, he dropped off his horse and planted his feet in the dirt. Then he yanked the steer’s head over, causing its body to turn and hit the ground.

The stands went wild as the announcer cried out 6.23 seconds, the event’s best time so far.

You’d never get tired of seeing your boy like that. Sweaty and covered in dirt as he manhandled the steer into submission, the sight made your heart rate quicken.

He caught your eye once again and smiled as he blew you a kiss and gave you a little tip of his hat.

You didn’t think you could get any redder, but you felt your face flush again as he turned to walk to the gate.

There were other wrestlers, but none with a time so good as his. When it came time to give out awards, you knew you’d be going home with the champion.

You, Sam, and Lucy all stood to clap and cheer when the show runners announced him as the winner and handed him his plaque and belt buckle.

Once all the awards were given out the three of you rushed down to meet him back at the stalls.

Michael beamed as he watched the three of you run up to him.

He pulled his mother into a hug and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then he turned to Sam and rustled his hair playfully. Finally, he wrapped his arms around you tightly before picking you up and twirling you in the air. You smiled and laughed at his affection for you.

“Hey baby,” he spoke as he placed you back down “ya like the show?” He asked.

“Loved it,” you whispered breathlessly, “you were incredible.”

His eyebrow raised as his lip quirked up in a smirk as he caught your tone, “thanks darlin,” he whispered before placing a kiss on your lips.

“Michael,” Lucy garnered his attention, “Sam and I were goin’ ta grab something to eat, would you and your partner like ta join us?” She asked.

“Thanks so much mama, but I think we’re gonna head back ta the house, I’m feelin’ mighty tired from the steer wrestlin’ today, y’all go on ahead we’ll see y’all later.” He told her, shooting you a wink when his mother wasn’t looking.

“Suit yourselves,” Lucy told you both, smiling. She motioned for Sam to follow as she turned to walk to the food stands.

You shot Michael a look, “you’re tired huh?” You asked as you reached down to take his hand in yours.

He smiled as he threaded his fingers with yours, “don’t worry hon, I’m not that tired,” he assured you playfully as he pulled you towards his ATV.

Once the both of you had made it home, he lead you to his room and locked his door before pressing you up against is and pressing a loving kiss on your lips.

His hands slid down to your hips as he held you in his arms and explored you with his mouth.

You placed your hands on his cheeks, rubbing them with the pads of your thumbs as you returned his passionate kiss.

He began to trail kisses from your mouth down to your neck. Your eyes closed and your head fell back against the door as he sucked hickeys into your skin.

After awhile you pulled him from your neck by the collar of his shirt, his gaze met yours as he looked at you confused. You smiled and pecked his lips before falling to your knees.

His lips parted in a gasp as he watched you unbuckle his jeans and slide them down along with his boxers. His cock sprung free, and you placed a teasing kiss on the tip of it.

He smiled down at you as he watched you seal your mouth over the tip and swirl your tongue around it.

You took more of him into your mouth, prompting him to groan and run a hand through your hair, stroking and pulling gently. Your eyes flutter closed at the feeling as you moaned around his length.

You lifted you hand and wrapped it around the base of him, stroking as you sucked. He pulled your hair a bit harder, causing you to let out whimpers of pleasure.

Your hand moved to cup his balls and rub them as you took more of his cock into your mouth. He began to gently thrust into your mouth; you bobbed your head to match the rhythm of his thrusts.

His breathing picked up and he shuddered a bit, “gonna cum baby,” he told you breathlessly, “swallow f’ me, yeah?” He asked.

You nodded, as he stroked a hand through your hair once more before he came down your throat.

You stood and pressed a kiss to his lips, licking into his mouth so he could taste himself on you.

When you pulled away, he picked you up and placed you down on his bed before climbing over you and placing a kiss on your lips. “Let me take care of you now baby,” he told you.

He got up from the bed and unbuttoned his flannel shirt before shrugging it off. He reached up to place a hand on top of his cowboy hat to take it off.

“Wait!” You exclaimed.

He met your gaze, a puzzled look on his face.

“Leave it on,” you whispered, blushing.

He smirked at your flushed face, “whatever you want darlin” he promised as he descended on you.

He lifted your legs onto his shoulders and you reached back to grip the pillows as he sunk into you.

“You’re so amazing baby,” he praised as he thrust into you, “so good, so perfect for me.”

You moaned at his words, as he stroked the deepest parts of you. His movements caused pressure to build inside of you as he fucked you gently.

He continued to thrust into you as he spoke, “Wanted ta do this all day hon, when I saw you in the stands lookin’ so hot for me, cheerin’ me on,” he rambled, “I couldn’ta done it without you baby, my favorite supporter, my perfect baby,”

You screamed his name as he hit just the right spot inside you, sending you over the edge. He thrust into you a few more times, triggering his own orgasm. You arched your back as he filled you.

When you both came down from your highs he pulled out of you and collapsed next to you on the bed. Pulling you into his arms so he could hold you close, your back pressed against his broad chest.

He lifted his head to pepper kisses on your cheek, punctuating each with a soft, ‘I love you.’

You smiled as he kissed and caressed you gently. You turned to face him, pressing your nose against his, “I love you too,” you told him.

He blushed, “thanks for coming today baby, really,” he mumbled.

You offered him a soft smile, “wouldn’t have missed it for anything,” you reassured him.

You cupped his cheek, “I’ll be at every show,” you promised.

“I’ll hold ya to it darlin,” he said affectionately as he reached down to lace his fingers with yours, “you’re the best partner a cowboy could have.”

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gamerbunny1996 · 5 hours

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Jock Jschlatt x reader

Chapter 4

It was Friday, the big state baseball game. Waking up at 6:30 to get ready before Schlatt came and got you. You did your hair up in a high ponytail and did light makeup. Slipping the jersey over your head you looked at yourself in the mirror. The jersey was pretty big on you. Turning around you looked at the back. It felt weird wearing his jersey to school, you thought. Hearing the car horn you grabbed your bag and ran out the door. Slipping in the car looking at schlatt. He has his whole baseball uniform on. The tight black pants and his other jersey. The only thing he wasn't wearing was his cleats. Even had his hat on.

“You look so small in my jersey,” Schlatt told you. Blushing, you looked out the window. Getting to the school you both go to the usual hangout spot. You are getting more comfortable with Schlatt's group of friends even becoming good friends with Minx's. “You are so adorable” Minx yelled, hugging you very tight. “You need to start wearing Jay's jersey more often” blushing hard trying to get away from minx. “You harass y/n too much” Schlatt spoke, pushing Minx's off of you. wrapping your arms around Schlatt's stomach hoping Minx wouldn't try and pull you away.

You held schlatt the whole time knowing very well that if you let go minx is going to steal you away. The bell rang. Schlatt wrapped his arms around your waist and started to carry you to class. Blushing hard. Getting to class he put you down.

School went on like normal until lunch. Schlatt wanted to do some practice so the whole group went to hangout at the field today. Schlatt packed you a lunch to eat while he was practicing. Sitting on the bench watching Ted throw him the ball and hitting it. He packed chicken nuggets and a bag of chips with a soda can. You can't forget the price of cake he packed for you as well. Eating your food with a smile you watch everyone play a game of baseball to help Schlatt practice for the game tonight.

Schlatt pitches with such strength it scares everyone when they go up to hit. Laughing every time one of them screams from almost getting hit with the ball. Schlatt could hear your laughing so now he actually tries to hit them with the ball. The look of pure evil in his eyes. Ted goes up and sees it. He felt like death was about to come to him. Throwing the ball Ted screams so loud and so high pitch you would think it was a girl. Laughing so hard at them you almost choked on your cake.

After a little bit they all took a break. Everyone slouched or layed on the floor tiered. Schlatt on the other hand seemed fine. Walking up to you he squats down to eye level with you. Taking a chip from your bag. “You found me leaving bruises on everyone so funny didn't you” he spoke taking a sip from your drink. “Yeah they all screamed like little girls it was so funny” you laughed a little leaning forward slightly. Schlatt put his hands on your thighs to balance himself so he didn't fall. “Ted was the funniest” you said. Ted looked over at you with an evil eye. “He throws like a million miles per hour,” he said. You laughed at his comment. “I bet it wasn't that bad,” you said. Soon Tommy got up pulling his shirt up to show his stomach now with a big circle bruise forming. “That is what he did to me” it looked bad. “Jay!” You said in a harsh tone “that is why too hard” he just shrugged his shoulders. “They deserve it” he said. “What if I was out there and you hit me you would feel so bad” you said to him. “I wouldn't throw as hard either so” he argued back.

“You were doing this on purpose,” Ted gasped. “Not at first I was actually pitching how I would in a real game but after hearing y/n laugh at all of you I may have actually been trying to hit you with my strongest throw” Schlatt admitted. “You were laughing at us” Ted looked at you. “Hehe, maybe just a little. You guys got scared way too easy” you try to defend. “He got me real good on my back” minx came in showing her back. Right in the center was an even bigger circle than the Tommy's was. Bruised really badly. Gasping you gave schlatt a death glare. “Why do you do that?” you asked him. “I didn't like some of the things she was saying about you so when she was running I threw as hard as I could at her. I didn't mean to hit her, it just happened as a bonus” he said, taking another chip from your bag. “That is so rude what did she say anyway it can't be that bad” schlatt ended up blushing really hard thinking back to what she said. Minx came and sat next to you telling you what she was saying to him. “I was telling him all about how we are going shopping this weekend and how I get to see you in all kinds of cute stuff even a bathing suit and how your body is going to look so cute in it from you cute little hips holding up the bottoms and how your ass is going to hangout of it just in the right way. Oh can't forget her boobs, man those are going to look so amazing” now you were a blushing mess. “I don't want to go shopping with you anymore” you are scared of Minx. “Wait no don't do that we have to goooooo” she now started to hug you upset.

Schlatt coughed a little, “can I join?” he asked. You went to answer but Minx's beat you to it. “No girls only,” she told him. You went to speak again but Schlatt butted in. “That's not fair you can't have her the whole weekend I was going to take her out” now the two started to argue. “You two shut up,” you said. They looked at you in shock. You never yell at them to stop arguing. “We can take the whole group and spend the day all together” you said “fine” the both said at the same time now upset they don't get you all to themselves. The bell then rang. Packing up the lunch you had, Schlatt put it back in his bag. “Let's get you to class” he told you, holding out his hand. You took it into yours and walked with him. “So the game isn't until 5 so i'm taking you home with me so I don't have to drive everywhere to come get it and stuff.” He said. You got scared. You're going to his house and going to have to meet his parents and older sister.

“Oh okay” you said in a quiet voice. “What's wrong?" he asked. “Just um scared to meet more new people. It's only been a week and I have met so many” he pulled you into a side hug. “It will be fine, my parents aren't that bad compared to my friends” he reassured you.

After school Schlatt took you to his house. Once there you stayed sitting in the car scared to get out. Schlatt opened the door for you. Looking at him he can tell you're scared. Taking your hand in his he dragged you out of the car. Holding on tight to his arm you both walked up to the house. Opening the door, Schlatt had you walk in first still holding onto your hand. It was a pretty big house. Very clean as well. “Home!” Schlatt yeld out. He walked into the kitchen and there stood his mom baking what looks like chocolate chip cookies. Your eyes widen in hunger, Wanting one. Schlatt looked down at you and saw what you're looking at. Picking one up he handed it to you. Grabbing it you mumbled out a thanks. His mom finally turned around. “Oh my you must me y/n heard lots about you” she said with a smile. With both hands full you couldn't wave at her. You did try to hide behind Schlatt but he was stopping you from doing that.

“You must be a shy thing, don't worry, you don't have to say anything. Jay, what time is the game again?” his mom asked. “5 you got a couple hours” “oh goodie I can finish the rest of the treats for your friends.” she turned back around, starting to work on what she was doing. Schlatt then started to walk away but before he got too far you were able to snatch another cookie. Now in the living room his dad sat watching TV. “Dad this is y/n” schlatt introduced you” his dad looked up at you with a smile on his face. “Nice to meet you y/n. Ready to watch the game?” He asked you. You couldn't find your words so you hid your face into schlatts arm. “She's shy,” Schlatt said. “No problem, I'll get her to speak soon enough,” his dad replied.

Soon the two of you were walking up some stairs. Leading you to the farthest door to the right. Opening the door you both walked in. His room was spotless. You didn't think he could have such a clean room. You go over to his bed and sit down. He went to his desk and pulled out his homework from today. “You got anything for me to do? I don't have homework” you asked. He turned to look at you. “I got a Wii you can play on,” he said. You got excited because you always wanted to play video games but you could never afford any. He got up and set the Wii up for you. Handing you the controller he opens a cupboard up. Inside had lots of different games. “What you want to play” you saw Mario Kart and picked that on our. He took it from your hands and put it in for you. “There you go if you need me I'm just doing some homework.

You played for a while losing every time. The controls were hard. Soon you felt the bed dip behind you. You were to focus to see what schlatt was doing. Soon felt arms wrapped around you and his head on your shoulder. “ Your shit” you heard him say. “I've never played video games before,” you said. He looked up “really?” “Yeah my mom can't afford that kind of stuff” he nodded his head in understandment. “After this game we got to go” he told you.

You all got into his parents car heading to the school. Once arrived, Schlatt went off to the locker room and followed his parents to the bleachers. His mom was carrying a bag full of different treats. Soon we sat next to the whole friend group and Schlatt's mom just started to hand out ziplock bags full of different baked goods. The group cheered happily about the treats. She then finally handed it to you. So excited you started to munch on all the treats. The game soon started. Watching the game you watched in aw. You only ever saw Schlatt practice and never actually play. Every time he was up to bat he was hitting so far, getting a couple home runs. His pitching was even better, getting out almost every player. He was so amazing and his butt looked great in those tight pants. Soon it was the last hit of the night and it was schlatt. They were already one by the score but you still wanted him to hit this and win the game by that. Soon he hit the ball and it went flying in the air landing outside the fence. A home run. He ran all three bases making it back home. The crowd went wild his team tackled him in a big group hug, they one the first game of the year. They now get to go compete at the next place.

Coming out you ran and gave him a big hug. He hugged you back. Soon all his friends came up high fiving them. He kept one of his arms around you the whole time, keeping you close. Soon his dad yelled out “I'm buying dinner let's go to In and Out. '' Everyone cheered ready to go eat some food. “You did amazing, Jay” you told him. He smiled down at you kissing the top of your head. “let's go eat, I'm starving” he ran into the locker room to grab his stuff and we went on our way.

#jschlatt #schlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #x reader

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gemwing2010 · 1 year

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The Cuphead Show: Dreamstones Edition Sneak Preview 3

“That is… AMAZING!” The Devil exclaimed, happily spreading his arms wide. “I’m impressed by how fantastically I’m running this whole operation. In fact, I think I deserve… A CELEBRATION!

He takes out his pitchfork and twirls it before tapping it to the ground.

With a poof, the entire operating room changes into a massive partying area. There were streamers and balloons all over the place, tables with verities of delicious food, cakes and drinks and a large banner that reads, “CONGRATS DEVIL!”.

Lastly, the Devil, Henchman and all of the imps were now wearing colourful party hats. One confused imp nearby the Devil was holding a tray carrying wine glasses filled with wine.

The Devil reaches down and takes a glass from the tray before he taps his pitchfork to get everyone’s attention even though they already gave it to him.

“Attention, everyone!” The Devil announced. “We having our most productive year in a millennia. Thanks to my hard work and dedication…”

As the Devil prattled on with his speech, the imps, having absolutely no idea what he was talking about, simply stared blankly at him in confusion.

“What’s he talking about?” One imp asked.

“I don’t know, but we didn’t had a break in 3,000 years, so just go with it.” A second imp replied.

“So, let’s all raise a glass… to ME!” The Devil cheered, raising his glass.

All of the imps all looked at one another in confusion before they decided to play along and clapped in applause.

But not everyone was celebrating or applauding when a scrawny green arm pokes out from the crowd of imps, a bony index finger pointed upwards as an obnoxiously nasally voice piped up:

“Erm, excuse me?”

The surprised and confused imps stopped applauding and parted to allow the individual through as a short green skinned demon shuffled forward with a stoic yet dull frown on his face.

The demon has a large, round head, small yellow horns, the traditional Devil’s tail, a small pointy nose and large two-toed feet that appeared to look more like cloven hooves. He also has pointed ears, a single sharp tooth poking out from his mouth and beady brownish-red eyes.

His only article of clothing were white dress cuffs on his wrists, white spats on his hoof-like feet, a blue bow tie with light blue polka dots, a large pair of glasses and a pencil on his left ear. He was also carrying a large book in his left arm.

This was Stickler, the Devil’s auditor… and the most annoying and most insufferably boring demon to ever disgrace the Underworld. He’s often known to be practically the bane to the Devil’s existence, constantly reminding him about his duties, such as collecting the number of souls and other devilish business.

Also, Stickler, is known to be the local killjoy, always shuffling in to spoil the Devil’s fun such as the very party he’s throwing right now.

The fact is, neither the Devil nor the rest of his minions in the Underworld likes him. Not even Henchman, of all people.

“Oh, not this guy…” Henchman groaned with an annoyed frown on his face.

Stickler approached the Devil and Henchman as he stated, “According to the ledger, there are two outstanding souls in need of collecting.”

Henchman’s eyes widened in surprise and dismay as he realized who Stickler was referring to. Henchman frantically waved his hand across his neck to motion Stickler to keep quiet. However, Stickler didn’t seem to heed any notice as he opened the book and held it up to the Devil.

“It is a cup and a blonde female human from another world with the ability to transform into an angelic fairy of a sort.” Stickler explained dully. “They both played Soul Ball. They were on ‘Roll the Dice’. As of today’s date, both their souls remain uncollected.”

The Devil frowns before he smiles a bit while lowering the book down with his fingers, trying to keep calm as possible.

“Thank you, Stickler, our ever diligent auditor.” The Devil said while lightly patting Stickler on the head before pushing him away with a finger while making a strained smile. “But I’m sure it’s just a clerical error, everyone. Ahahaha!”

Suddenly, Stickler slides back in, correcting “ Doubtful. As you…”

“Hey! Let’s get that music going!” The Devil interrupted as he snapped his fingers.

Upbeat party music begins to play as the Devil grabs the mildly surprised Stickler and turns him around, forcing him to take the lead in a conga line with Henchman happily getting behind the Devil while the imps followed suite.

“Ahem! Excuse me!” Stickler protested as the Devil ignored him and continued to push him away. “Excuse me!

#The Cuphead Show #Cuphead the Devil #Cuphead Devil #Cuphead Henchman #Cuphead Imps #Cuphead Stickler #Friend’s OC #Cuphead Fanfiction #Sneak Preview

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a-small-batch-of-dragons · 2 years

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The Power of Storytelling: Grand Finale

listen nonny i wanna put the full ask here but it's so long so i'm just gonna link it here

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Warnings: self-esteem issues, self-doubt

Pairings: anxceit, can be platonic or romantic you decide, platonic creativitwins

Word Count: 2559

Virgil bolts upright. His blanket falls off of his shoulder and he curses, jumping out of bed and bolting for the door.

“Come on, come on, you bastard,” he grits out, swerving around the corner and pushing himself to run faster, “don’t do this.”

There.

The door to the Imagination shines at the end of the hall. He rushes for it, slamming into it and yanking on the handle.

“Come on, come on!”

It doesn’t even budge. He growls and tries again, throwing his weight into it. Still nothing.

“Virgil? Virgil!”

“Janus!”

Janus tears around the corner, looking as disheveled as he does, just managing to get his hat on straight as he dashes up to him.

“Nothing?”

“Stupid fucking thing won’t even budge.”

Janus bites back a curse. “He’s locked us out, hasn’t he?”

“Looks like it.” He runs his hand through his hair. “Shit, why didn’t we—why did he—“

“Because he’s Roman and if he lets someone else try and comfort him for a moment, he’ll shut down,” Janus grumbles, more worried than angry, “we need to find a way to get in there before he hurts himself.”

“What if he yells at us?”

“I’ll take a screaming Roman over a hurt or Faded Roman,” Janus calls over his shoulder as he takes off again.

“Where are you going?”

“To find Remus!”

“Shit,” Virgil mutters as he takes off after him too.

He barely has time to flinch as they dash into the Dark Sides’ living room, rushing past the kitchen and down the hallway to Remus’s room. Janus bangs on the door.

“Remus! I know you’re in there, open up!”

“As a child, I was forced to eat dog food—“

“Open the door, you heathen!”

“Jeez, Janny, you don’t have to be so uptight about it, give me a second—“

The instant the door clicks open, Janus and Virgil barrel through. Virgil winces as an air horn goes off right in his ear.

“Remus,” Janus barks at the ceiling, “get down here.”

Remus twists and lands with a cackle, something Virgil doesn’t want to think about dripping from his hands. “Greetings and slut-nations! What can I do for you two?”

“We need to get into the Imagination,” Virgil says quickly.

“Ooh, are you finally joining me on my demon hunting quest?” Remus bounces up and down on the balls of his feet. “Well, I hate to spoil your fun, but that won’t be ready for at least another—“

“Now, Remus.”

“Hey, I don’t know what you pill-brains think goes on in there, but it’s not just ‘snap my fingers and things happen.’ They take time, you know.”

“Remus,” Janus says, “it’s about Roman.”

Remus freezes. The mania slips away and he steps closer. “What happened to my brother?”

“He’s locked us out,” Janus says, “and we’re worried. He…he might be in danger.”

Remus’s expression flickers and he nods sharply. “Come with me.”

He leads them over to a cracked and broken mirror, tugging on one end until it flips open. “My side and Roro’s side aren’t that close anymore, but there’s still a bridge across.”

They push through a set of tangled briars, wincing when the thorns snag on their clothes. Closer and closer, squeezing their eyes shut as a bright light flares before they’re at the edge of a rolling sea of green grass.

“Is this it?”

Virgil squints. He can see the palace and the town in the distance. “Yeah. This is it. Come on.”

They set off down the hill as quickly as possible.

“What happened,” Remus asks as they duck through a patch of tall grass, “did you guys have a fight or something?”

Janus hesitates. “No, not really.”

“What? You break something of his?”

“No. We were, um—“

“And why are your faces different?”

Sure enough, when they look at each other, Tobias and Invoq stare back.

“They’re, um, they’re our characters.”

Remus snorts. “You guys come in here to LARP with Roro?”

“We didn’t know it was him,” Virgil mutters, “didn’t even know it was each other.”

Remus throws back his head and cackles. They make it over the first few hills. They’re so close to the town. If they can just find Roman…

“The bitch made a big fucking dramatic castle and you idiots were like ‘hey, this prince, maybe we don’t know who this could fucking be,’ huh?”

Virgil pauses. “Remus?”

“Yeah, what?”

“Roman isn’t the prince here.”

Remus pauses too, turning back to face them. “Wait, did he really go all out and make himself King? Wow.”

“No, he didn’t.”

“So, what? Duke? Lord? Something else equally pretentious?”

“No, Remus,” Janus says quietly, “it’s you.”

“Yeah, I know I’m the Duke, but if Roman—“

“You’re the prince here, Remus,” Janus interrupts, “the Prince who Vanished. The townspeople have been missing you for years and they want you to come home.”

Remus goes deathly still. He stares at them for long seconds.

Then he laughs.

It starts out low, a snort he tries to cover up. Then it bubbles up, frenzied, hysterical, and utterly humorless. For long seconds, they watch as he bends over, hugging his sides, laughing, before he straightens back up.

Virgil flinches. In a split second, any mirth on his face vanishes and he stands, stone cold, staring at them.

“If you could come up with a better lie next time,” he says lowly, “I’d appreciate it.”

Janus takes off his gloves, slowly approaching him. “I’m not lying, Remus. I’m telling you the truth.”

“You misheard, then. You’re still wrong.”

“He’s not,” Virgil says, coming too, “you’re the prince here. Everyone misses you. They said as much. They’ve never even heard of a Prince Roman.”

“You’re lying,” Remus spits, even as Janus’s gloveless hands cup his face, “you’re lying, you—you—“

He stutters into silence. He blinks once. Twice.

The town is just over the next hill. Virgil can hear the people.

“Come with us,” he says quietly, “let us show you.”

Remus rips away from Janus’s hands and stalks down the hill. The two of them follow, watching as a group of people near the bottom of the path.

One of them looks up and sees Remus.

“Prince Remus!”

They watch Remus freeze.

“Is it the prince?”

“It is!”

“Oh, goodness, he’s back!”

“He’s back! He’s back!”

“He’s home!”

Remus stands there, frozen as the townspeople rush up to him. Several throw their arms around him in exuberant hugs, children come racing up the path and cling onto his legs and hands. They slowly come down the hill, listening to the babbles welcoming him home, telling him how much they missed him.

“What…” he mumbles, “what?”

“Oh, dearie,” Pepper says, reaching out and resting a hand on his shoulder, “back, back, you lot, can’t you see he’s overwhelmed?”

She cups his face in her hands.

“You’ve been gone a very long time, dearie,” she says softly, “we’ve been worried. It’s good to have you here.”

Remus just looks at her, tears slipping down his cheeks. “It’s…it’s good to be here.”

Pepper nods before turning her attention to the townspeople gathered around. “Now, you lot, shove off! Give the poor boy space to breathe, why don’t you!”

Janus and Virgil reach him. Remus just stares, cheeks wet.

“Oh, Ro,” he mumbles, mostly to himself, “baby bro, no, no, why did you do this to yourself?”

“See,” Janus says quietly, “they missed you. He…he misses you.”

“You fucking idiot,” Remus whispers, “I’m gonna hug the shit out of you and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

He stands up and wipes away the tears.

“So they don’t know a Prince Roman, how did you guys find him?”

“By accident.”

“He’s an old storyteller here,” Virgil says, “his name is Conras.”

“Got it.” Remus glances around and spots one of the children, still looking at them. Virgil recognizes her as Amelia. “Think the little squirt’ll know?”

“Yeah.” He crouches down and holds out his arms. “Amelia, come here for a moment.”

She comes over, letting him scoop her up in his arms. “Hi.”

“Hey, sweetheart. Can you do me and my friends a favor?”

She nods. “Hi, Prince Remus.”

“Hi, squirt.” He ruffles her hair. “Can you tell us where Conras is?”

She frowns. “Who?”

“The storyteller,” Virgil says slowly, “Conras? He helped me make sure you knew it was okay to be scared?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t know a Conras.”

“Amelia!” Her mother calls out. “Come on, sweetheart, it’s time to go home.”

Virgil lets her down in a daze. Remus bites back a curse and rubs his hands together.

“He’s erasing himself,” Janus whispers, horrified, “he’s—he’s trying to Fade.”

“Not on my fucking watch, he isn’t,” Remus mutters, rubbing his hands harder, “come on, come on, you little shit, where the fuck are you?”

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to find him. We’re Creativity, we make our marks. We can feel each other if we have to.” Remus growls, rubbing harder. “Come on!”

Virgil glances around. The townspeople don’t seem to be worried, thank god. That means Roman isn’t taking the whole Imagination with him. And nothing bad seems to be happening to them, so…Remus just needs to find him. He just needs to find him.

He just needs to find them.

He gives himself a shake, shaking Tobias’s face off and getting his own back. He catches Janus raising Invoq’s eyebrow at him.

“If we’re finding Roman, we’re doing it right.”

Janus nods and gets his own face back too, just as Remus cries out in triumph.

“Gotcha!”

Before they can say anything, space folds around them and they’re suddenly in the middle of a cracked stone altar, grey and mossy from years of neglect. Virgil blinks, staggered a little, and looks down to see Remus tearing toward a figure in the middle, slumped over in a red blanket.

Virgil’s heart stops.

No. No.

Remus is already almost there as Virgil and Janus sprint after him. Goddamnit, why did he lose his endurance along with Tobias’s face?

“Roro!”

The figure raises his head slowly as Remus barrels into him. He lets out a quiet yelp. “R-Re?”

“Roro,” Remus breathes as Janus and Virgil collapse next to them, “oh, Roro, don’t scare me like that again, you stupid bitch.”

“R-Re? How…” Roman raises his hands to grip weakly at Remus’s shoulders. “How…here?”

Something in Remus softens and he lets Roman’s clumsy tugs get him to the ground. “Yeah, yeah, Ro, I’m right here. You got me, okay? You wanna stay here with me?”

Roman blinks sluggishly and Virgil’s eyes widen.

He…he can see Remus’s costume through Roman’s hands.

Next to him, Janus inhales sharply. Roman hears it and looks over Remus’s shoulder. His eyes widen.

“Hey, hey,” Virgil murmurs, dropping to a crouch and making himself smaller, “it’s okay, Princey, you’re okay.”

“N-no—“ he tries to struggle away but Remus holds him tightly— “I—“

“Shh, Princey,” he tries again, making his voice low and soothing, trying to remember what Conras sounded like, “hey, little one, it’s okay.”

“Hush, sweetie,” Janus murmurs, coming closer and running a hand through a shaking Roman’s hair, “shh, there you go, just let Remus hold you.”

Roman, poor Roman, looks so confused, jumping as Janus runs his hand through his hair again. Remus buries his head in the crook of Roman’s neck, muttering something too quiet for Virgil to hear, but he doesn’t miss the way Roman jerks and whimpers as Remus holds him tight.

“Shh, it’s okay, Princey,” Virgil says, taking his hand and holding it in his, “you’re okay. We’re right here, okay?”

“Remus,” Janus asks quietly, “can you tell us what’s going on?”

Remus sighs. “My dumb goof of a brother,” he mutters, giving Roman a squeeze that’s more comforting than reprimanding, “is as bit Faded right now.”

“Faded?”

“’S what happens to things in the Imagination when we don’t need them anymore or—“ another squeeze— “we make them disappear.”

“Oh, little prince,” Janus murmurs, ruffling his hair and trying to make it stick up, “don’t Fade away, we need you.”

Roman whimpers. “You—you weren’t s’pposed to…find out.”

“That you were Fading?”

He shakes his head. “That it was me.”

Virgil squeezes his hand. More solid. Good. “Why not, Princey?”

Roman is quiet. He squeezes again, softening his voice.

“Why didn’t you want us to find you, Roman?”

Roman mumbles something into Remus’s neck. Remus stiffens and clutches him tighter.

“Remus?”

“He says he thought you would hate it if you found out he made it.”

“What? Why?”

Remus glares at him when Roman flinches.

“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to—“ ugh, emotions are hard— “I just…Roman?”

Slowly, too slowly, a scared pair of eyes peek over Remus’s shoulder.

“The Imagination is yours,” Virgil says firmly, “and Remus’s too, but I came into your part of it. I knew that. I knew this was the stuff you made. I, uh, I figured you were already in here, in charge, every time I came.”

“Me too,” Janus says softly, “and we—well, I didn’t seek you out because I didn’t think you’d want to see me.”

“Me neither.”

Janus’s hand moves to cup Roman’s cheek. Virgil holds back a cheer when he can’t see Janus’s hand through his face anymore. “You were right, little prince, the stories we created in here helped us with the things we needed them to.”

Roman’s eyes widen.

“It’s true,” Virgil adds, “I don’t think I’ve been this cool with Janus or Remus in…years? Literal, actual years?”

Janus hums. “It’s been a while.”

“See,” Remus whispers, “you’re good, Roro. You helped these two pricks get their heads outta their asses. Ow!”

“But no one helped you,” Janus says, ignoring Remus’s protest from the flick on his head, “did they?”

Guilty tears run down Roman’s cheeks and Virgil tuts, reaching out to brush them away.

“Oh, little prince…”

“It’s okay, Princey,” Virgil whispers, “you just need to let us help you, okay?”

Roman’s eyes widen. “I don’t… ’m not good at that.”

Remus snorts. “Damn right you’re not.”

“But that doesn’t mean you can’t learn,” Janus says gently, ruffling his hair again, “right? Just like the story you told us.”

“You…you remember that?”

“It was the best story I’ve heard in a long time, yes, sweetie, I remember it.”

“O-oh.”

“You look tired,” Virgil says, “have you been sleeping okay?”

Roman shakes his head. “You were in the hut, it was…windy.”

“That settles it,” Remus says firmly, “we’re all having a cat pile and you are sleeping with all the blankets.”

Roman blinks up at them. “You…you want me there?”

God fucking damnit he’s hugging Roman every goddamn day.

“Yeah, Princey. We want you there. The real you.”

Janus smiles. “Who else will be with us when we tell stories?”

“So, that’s it,” Roman says, looking nervously around at all of them.

Logan hums, looking at his notes. Patton taps his pencil on the table. Virgil gives Janus a nudge and Remus knocks the back of his hand against Roman’s.

“So it’s just a happy ending?” Patton asks.

“Y-yeah, pretty much.”

“Come on,” Virgil says, catching Roman’s eye and grinning, “what’s wrong with a simple happy ending?”

Roman’s lips curl up into a small smile.

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jadespeedster17 · 2 years

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The Underground

Warning: Darkish themes, soul selling, mild body horror.

Pov: Second (You/Your)

Notes: Demon Ingo with some elements from The Labyrinth, pretty man haha.

Summary: Making a wrong turn can lead one to a different place, but that doesn’t always mean it’s good. I suppose... lucky for you there is a demon who is willing to help, if you don’t mind the price.

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Suppose the first sign could have been how empty things got, how dead and devoid of life it was. Walking down the many paths to the next area, wondering if you just missed your train. It was late, but oddly the clock never changed from midnight, and you had yet to meet anyone besides yourself. Though you did keep hearing sounds of something following you.

Putting your hands in your pockets you felt a sense of unease creep up on your spine. You know for a fact you’ve been here for a while, so why hasn’t the time changed? Why haven’t you even seen a train yet? Something was wrong, but you couldn’t really pin point where or why it was.

“You seem lost.” a voice said as you yelped out in fear and spun around to see someone, a person! His dead white eyes looked at you, mouth in a frown line as he stared at you. “This station hasn’t seen many as of late, but suppose you were lead here for a reason.”

Something about him seemed oddly familiar to you as you tilted your head at him like a lost puppy. “Uh... I guess I am a bit lost.” You admit to him, “You are you?” A pause at this before he tipped his hat, “Ingo.” he tells you simply before walking over you, “And I know you, I’ve been watching you since you came here.” Ingo stands beside you as you felt a cold chill run through you.

You opened your mouth to ask him what he meant by that, but Ingo continued on despite your growing discomfort. “The train doesn’t run here unless I allow it.” he explains casually eyes looking at the train tracks.

“Then can you please help me get out of here?’ You asked him back, despite how... human he looked, something about his well everything set your senses to fight of flight. You felt dread, yet also your feet were firmly planted in place. His dead fish like gaze looked at your more alive eyes, “That requires you give something back.” he told you, pulling out of his pocket a small crystal ball, and playing with it. “A simple exchange really.”

You felt the dread creep up on your chest now, but you tried to not show it, “Seems a little unfair to me, to get trapped here against my will then be expected to pay to leave.” You commented.

Ingo laughed at that, for a moment you swear his frown moves down to his neck, leaving blood and ragged sharp teeth in it’s wake. But the image is gone as quick as you see it. But it doesn’t take the spike of fear, “Trust me, you didn’t get off here because you did nothing wrong. But in your case, you’re not near a bad as some who come here... a simple wrong turn at a station you could have left.” he tells you as he tosses up the ball and easily catches it.

“What are you talking about?” You asked scooting away from him, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up as he looked at you, the shadow he casted behind him grew. You swore it had horns and loomed over the lights.

Ingo’s expression didn’t change, turning to you fully. “A summoning gone wrong is all, your friends certainly are paying the price, my dear brother took claim of their souls for his own cart.” he said this so casually as he looked you up and down, “But you are not greedy nor are you an envious person... no you were dragged into a summoning against your will, but still did it cling to you.”

Your entire body was dipped into ice after that, how did this man know of the armature séance you did? But the more you stared back at him, the more it made sense, and the fear rose at that as Ingo tsked. “No need for that, like I said, you simply took a wrong turn, though yes you paid for the price, I’m here to offer you a way out.” he held up the crystal ball now. “And exchange if you will.”

Gazing at the small ball, it looked very fragile but yet not at the same time. Ingo looked at you, his eyes almost seemed to glow. “ I can offer to you anything you wish for, a way out of here? Your dreams? Your wants? I can even help you where your lacking in your Pride.” his voice took on a darker tone at that, you look past the crystal and at him directly.

“What do I have to give in order to even have that?” you asked, intrigue now in your tone, wondering what could he possibly want from you? You didn’t have much to offer hence why you were always picked on and tossed around between the better off kids. It’s how you got yourself into the situation you did.

The frown twitched almost into a smile, “A contract, you’ll work for me here, your soul will be stationed here, mine. And in return you can have everything you could ever desired.” he told you, the words ran over you, sending fearful signals to tell you to deny it, find another way out. “I am an honest man despite my job, I’d never go back on my word like others of my kind would. Lying if for uncouth demons who have no integrity.”

Demons? You looked at the shadow that still had the horns as you swallowed at that, “And is that my only option?” you asked him.

Ingo shrugged at that pulling the crystal back, “The other is to be taken by my brother, you won’t be given a choice in what you do there. He might even just eat your soul making you into a husk that obeys orders.” he shrugged as you stared in horror at that. “It’s only due to you being at the wrong station that you even get a refund.” he explained and regarded you coolly, “if I was you, I’d take your options.”

Options were slim, your choices no better than the last, but... at least he gave you the illusion of choice. And frankly you’d not want your soul to be eaten because of a stupid mistake. Taking a breath you looked at Ingo, who showed sharp teeth a look of victory in his eyes, “Fine.” You say in a firm tone.

A grin now showed, despite how unnatural it look as he held out his hand, “then we have a deal.” he shook your hand as cold yet warm tingles ran up your arm and gripped at your very being. As Ingo let go a loud whistle as heard as the train pulled into station, you gap at that then looked at Ingo.

His eyes had a near red look to them, “Climb aboard my newest passenger, we’ll find a spot perfect for you... and as promised, you’ll get everything you desire.” he told you as he tipped his hat and the door opened. There was the sound of people inside, as you swallowed hard.

Looks like there was no chance of backing out now as you got on the train and hoped things would work out.

“All passengers accounted for?’ ingo’s voice spoke all around you, “Then we are off, ALL ABOARD!” he yelled as you gripped the pole tightly when the train jolted into action and seemed to fly at unnatural speeds.

You hoped you didn’t come to regret this.

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askroahmmythril · 2 years

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I don't know if you've answered this before but what would Navi versions of your robot masters be like?

Huh... I'm not sure I've ever really thought about that... Let's see...

OrigamiMan.EXE - Probably more disjointed in a way, like several origami pieces kind of arranged into a body and head, but they can separate for attacks. Speaks in haiku, fairly stoic. I want to say he should be normal element, though being paper, it would make sense for him to be Wood element and thus also weak to Heat... I see his operator as maybe an elegant female artist in a kimono.

DiscoMan.EXE - Main features I imagine would be him having a disco ball afro and a colorful headset, perhaps sort of rides a platform with DJ turntables on it. Can send notes down the field in sort of a slower more reasonably dodgeable version of Bass' Air Burst attack, kind of looking like a rhythm game. Has a chill personality, grooving to the rhythm of life. Operated by a Netopian club DJ.

FruitMan.EXE - Definitely the "chibi" style Navi, like IceMan. Cute and playful in appearance, very friendly. Probably still uses most of the overall elements of his RM design, just simplified and chibified. Might be Wood element since he's plant based? Operator, I see her being sort of a cheerful, sunny farmer type. Freckles, kind of sandy blond pigtails, etc.

BowMan.EXE - Honestly would probably be fairly close to his RM look, but rather than a separate bow, might have a wrist-mounted crossbow. Outfit perhaps a bit more sleek in appearance. Probably Wood element? Very thee and thou type, probably would get along well with KnightMan. As such, I imagine his operator is probably from Creamland, a skilled archer in his own right and perhaps someone that works under Princess Pride.

MetMan.EXE - Again, hard to say how different he'd look from his RM counterpart, though the Met influences would veer more toward those of Mettaur viruses, like no visible mouth, wider eyes, etc. Can make use of the MetGuard shield as well as the pickaxe, can probably summon Mettaurs to help guard himself. Operated by a gruff construction foreman.

DevilMan.EXE - I see him having some of those "constantly flaming" effects like the whispy parts of KillerMan's design. Likes to headbang and throw the horns during longer field attacks. Definitely Heat element. I do see his RM counterpart as liking heavy metal due to how Alex drew him, haha. Could see his Navi version talking like a punk rocker. For an operator, I kind of want to go with the idea of his RM version originally being for volcanic research, so his operator I could see being a female researcher, but with a punk aesthetic to her, makeup, maybe a spiked collar and such, some elements under a sort of customized labcoat to go with her style. She likes the research, but also likes to keep things interesting and lively.

GlassMan.EXE - I probably would lean more fully into the stained glass look for him. Sleek, elegant, almost regal in appearance. Has a deep calm to his nature, seemingly unflappable. Might be normal element himself, but possibly could have different elemental attacks depending on the colors / patterns of windows he creates. I'm not so sure what to do for an operator for him. Like, given the stained glass influence, I'd want to say a church worker could be a possibility, but I'm not sure on the logistics of "We now must pause this sermon because this kid in a bandana wants a net battle. Can I get a hallelujah?"

VegasMan.EXE - Very lit up in appearance, has lines of flashing lights along major lines of his body. Plays up the concept of the "one armed bandit," having an outlaw look with a hat tilted over his eyes, one arm completely obscured by a poncho (possibly has a design with card suits on it), a pistol in the other hand. As a reference to the Casino Shield weapon his RM counterpart has, kind of has a "mobile hiding spot" like GateMan, his being a poker chip that shields him. His attacks are all based on things like cards, coins, various casino items. His operator is a very smug and smarmy card dealer. A bit full of himself, he thinks he can't possibly lose a net battle because "the house always wins."

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cass-drawss · 25 days

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The Horrors of Sweet Apple Acres (chapter two)

THE HOLE

Apple Jack jolts up in bed suddenly awoken by the farms local rooster. The early dawns sunlight fills her room. She puts on her hat and heads down into the kitchen, joining both her siblings at the table. She wiggles around excitedly, noticing Apple Bloom doing the same.

" What have you got goin' on today, sugarcube? " Apple Jack asks her younger sister.

Apple Bloom practically lights up at this excitedly spilling out her plans for the day. " Well, Me and Miss Pinkie Pie were gonna do some more baking today! Recently Derpy has been helping us out, It's been so much fun! I'm real excited about what we could be baking today. Knowing Miss Pinkie it might be more cupcakes" Apple bloom giggles.

" You sure have been hangin' out there a lot here lately." Apple Jack comments.

" Its just too much fun there, Big sis!!" Apple Bloom exclaims.

Apple Jack laughs as Granny smith sets a plate of pancakes on the table and joins them. " That's Pinkie Pie for you, everything is fun when she's around. Bring me back a cupcake will you?" Apple Jack asks, only to be met with a nod from Apple Bloom who had already started filling her mouth with Granny's pancakes.

" Remember to stay safe out there, Apple Bloom. With all these disappearances of ponies and such..." Apple Jack warns her sister who continues to scarf down pancakes.

" Oh yes AJ! I know!" Apple bloom gulps as she gets up, putting her plate in the sink and rushes out.

" Go there and back, Okay?" Apple Jack yells out to her already gone sister.

Granny smirks slyly. " She'll be just fine, dear. " Says Granny rubbing Apple jack on the back.

" I hope your right. We're really not the ones responsible for the missing ponies here? " Apple Jack asks.

" Oh no dear." Granny Smith assures. " We've made sure to outsource for some of our product. We collect meat from all over Equestria. Anywhere but the ponies in this town." Granny smith says as she starts cleaning off the table from their quick breakfast. " I have a feeling of who is up to the disappearances here, but she'll get caught in her own time. "

" Then how do you know Apple Bloom will be safe? " Apple Jack asked unsurely.

" I just know. Don't worry about it." Granny Smith assured. She motions for Apple Jack to follow her. They go into the side house with Big Mac entering as well. He then pushes aside a large shelf up against a wall to reveal an old wooden door with a big padlock. Granny unlocks the door and opens it revealing a staircase that leads into pitch black darkness. The ponies walk down the stairs with the sound of the door being locked back behind them. Apple Jack reaches the bottom of the stairs and feels cold damp dirt underneath her hooves. " I can't see anything." She exclaims. Just then she hears a click and the hall is illuminated by torches along the wall, only to reveal just how long the hall is.

"Oh boy.." Apple Jack chuckles. " We better start walkin'....where exactly are we headed?"

Granny smith starts down the hallway " Were goin' to the real farm!"

The rest of the walk goes silently, until they come upon another locked door. Only this time the door was a heavy steel. Granny smith opens the door letting the sun shine onto Apple Jack as she steps out of the hall. Hearing Granny lock the door back.

"This is what I like to call The Hole. I bet you can see why." Granny smith says gesturing to the land in front of them. Surrounded by tall dirt walls, only to be continued by an even taller stone wall. "There's no way out of here " Granny states. " And that's the best part about it!"

Apple Jack notices all the ponies imprisoned here. All confined to a heavy ball and chain. Pegasus's with their wings chained together. Unicorns...With horns broken off. The ponies really were trapped here. All the ponies were working, tending small farms and working water wells. Some ponies just standing around moping, crying. Hay beds were scattered about the flat land. In the middle of The Hole stood a large wooden shed. Apple Jack felt compelled to go towards it only to be pulled away with Granny Smith, leaving Big Mac to guard the Steel door. Granny and AJ walk around the premises, Granny greeting the captive ponies as they walked by.

" Do these ponies know why they are even here?" Apple Jack whispers.

" Of course not. " Granny Smith replies. " That would cause them to panic even more than they already are just being held prisoner."

" Why are there farms here?" Apple jack asks, Which Granny quickly replies " Everypony has got to eat....even the livestock." Granny says, whispering the word livestock." What would i do if they all starved to death. I wouldn't have any product for a while. That wouldn't be good for business." The wordLivestocklingers in Apple Jacks mind. A dirty thought popping into her head.

" Do we...Do we breed them like livestock?" Apple Jack asks in a barely audible whisper.

Granny smith stumbles. Shocked at the question. " Don't you be worryin' about that. Lets just focus at the task at hand now." Granny smith replies quickly as she continues to trot about the land. Apple Jack feels the eyes of the captive ponies on her. Apple Jack couldn't help but feel uneasy. Did these ponies really not know? Surely they must know. They should know, and Apple Jack wanted to be the one to tell them. AJ and Granny trot up to a Purple pony with short Blue hair, who quickly gets very nervous.

" Well good mornin' dear. What'd you say your name was again?" Granny smith cheerfully expressed towards the anxious pony.

" Uhm, My names Lavender Haze..." She replied

"Well ain't that nice." Granny cooed " Would you come and follow me and my granddaughter here?" Lavender Haze nodded and followed Granny Smith and Apple Jack towards the shed to which also had to be unlocked. The three mares step inside. Apple Jack waves sheepishly at Lavender Haze as she starts to glance around the room, hearing a locking sound behind her. As her eyes lay fixed in fear on a exam table in the center of the room she is met with the prick of a needle in her abdomen, quickly followed with a heavy feeling of drowsiness. As Lavender Haze collapses to the floor, Granny Smith orders Apple Jack to place her on the table.

" Make sure to get her on her back. We want access to her belly." Granny explains. " and lock her limbs into place with these. " Granny points to metal cuffs attached to the table. Once Apple Jack has her positioned correctly and locked into place she lets Granny know she's finished. " Now wasn't that easy!" Granny exclaims attending to some tools and instruments on another table.

"Now to make things stay quiet I like to preform a small surgery. " Granny starts. She cuts into Lavender Haze's throat with a scalpel. Blood spurting out from the incision onto Granny's face.

" What are you doin' Granny!?" Apple Jack shouts. Only to be met with a loud shush from Granny Smith.

" Were gonna cut her open. When she wakes up she's gonna get all loud and screamin' and hollerin' if I don't do this." Granny insists. " I'm removing her Larynx, so she won't be able to make any sound. "

" You like to keep them awake?" Apple Jack asks Inquisitively

Granny Smith removes Lavender Haze's Larynx, tossing it to the floor. " I feel its just more fun that way. They usually don't stay awake for too long anyway, So i don't bother with it." This made Apple Jack excited. Lavender was going to see what we were doing to her. She would see that she was going to die and how she was going to die.

" We've got to remove all her organs from her body, so first we've got to cut her open." Granny pulls a bucket towards the exam table and then handed a scalpel to Apple Jack. " I'm sure you can handle this. You'll just cut her right down the center." Granny motioned where to cut. As Apple Jack hesitated with the scalpel gently pressed into the purple pony's hide, her eyes opened. Apple Jack saw this and started to cut down the chest towards the abdomen watching Lavenders face contort in pain, clearly trying to scream as the blood from her throat started to bubble and spill onto the table and staining her hide. Apple Jack giggled. She made a small but, deep cut on the pony's arm. Again watching Lavender's face contort and tears stream down her face.

"Now, now, don't cut her all up, You'll ruin up our portions. " Granny exclaimed as Apple Jack began to slice at the pony once again. Apple Jack did not know what this feeling inside her was, but it made her insides warm and she craved more. The look of pain on this pony's face was all Apple Jack could think about. She thought of other ways she could bring pain to the pony...mentally and physically. Granny Smith starts to remove organs out of Lavender Haze and drops them into the bucket. Apple Jack joining removing her Intestines, thinking of how much they reminded her of her own lasso.

" Well now my dear." Granny soothingly expresses towards the purple pony, " It's finally time for you to go, you're free from this place now. Your sacrifice will not go unappreciated. " Lavender Haze weakly continues to struggle in her binds

"You might even feed a whole family in need !" Apple Jack states excitedly while continuing to empty out the pony's insides while she starts to struggle even more with urgency.

"Now Apple Jack! No need to scare her!" Granny insists.

Apple jack chuckles. " Granny, I'm pretty sure she's been scared the moment we've stepped in this shed. Plus she deserves to know where her sacrifice is going!"

" Well, I spose yer right" Granny says as she pulls out Lavender Hazes last organ, Her heart. Apple Jack watches the last breath leave Lavender's lips. Lamenting the loss of her pain filled expressions.

" This bucket of organs will go to the pigs, they'll eat anything you know. I'll have Big Mac come for it later."

" Why can't we take it now and save a trip down that long ass hallway?" Apple Jack asked.

"Well for starters, we ain't done here yet. We still have to dismember, skin and strip the meat off this ones bones. Then we gotta cut up the meat and package it by weight using this scale here." Which Granny points at. The two start by sawing off the dead pony's limbs, setting them to the side for now. " And like I said, I don't want to scare any ponies here even more than they already are."

" But Granny, Don't they deserve to know? If we tell them their livestock and their only purpose is to die and be sold as meat won't they just feel even more hopeless and not even try to escape? It doesn't seem like there is any way out other than that steel door and dying in this wooden shed!" Apple Jack exclaims as she rips out pieces of the carcass' ribcage.

" You need to be gentle, Apple Jack dear.." Granny smith said quietly. " I think the ponies here are going through enough, But i suppose they do have a right to know. I'll let you tell them, but only if they are inside this shed." Said Granny Smith as she removed the pony's head from her body, taking it to the corner of the room. She opened a trap door, releasing a foul smell into the air. Apple Jack walked over and peered down into the hole, sniffing in the horrendous smell with a very deep breath. Down inside the hole were hundreds, maybe thousands what what looked to be pony heads, in all stages of decay, some so old the skull bone itself had started rotting away . Granny Smith tossed the head in the hole and letting the door shut, wafting one last layer of stench. Apple Jack strangely already missing the smell once it was gone.

Once Granny and Apple Jack had finished packaging and cleaning themselves up they went to leave the shed. " Go ahead and grab the bucket, I'll just have Big Mac come back for the meat." Granny sighed out. Apple Jack grabbed the bucket with her mouth and they both stepped out of the shed, Granny making sure to lock it back. Apple Jack was then rushed toward the door by Granny Smith. Apple Jack took one last glance at all the ponies before the steel door was shut and locked and they had to make their way back up toward the house. Apple Jack was excited to come back and help out here some more she thought as they walked the long hall, and she wanted to come back very soon.

#mlp creepypasta #mlp #mlp gore #horror #mlp horror #creepypasta #creative writing #sweet apple acres #big macintosh #apple jack #granny smith #apple bloom #gore #violence

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weirdmarioenemies · 3 years

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Rating all the Catified enemies in Bowser’s Fury!

With the release of Super Mario 3D World on Switch, we got a fantastic little game! Bowser’s Fury! It’s like a sequel to Mario Sunshine with 3D World mechanics, it’s a delight! it has the mod Sockop seal of approval! But that’s not why I’m here today, I’m here because this game gave us Cat versions of 3D world enemies! Complete with fur, tails and little cat ears! In this post, I’ll be rating these catified designs, as an excuse to show them all to you dear reader!

Name: Cat Biddybud

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Starting off strong, Biddybuds are some of my fave Mario creatures, and this look fits them well, the paws and tail look natural on their spherical body! And the fur looks like a fine velvet!

9/10 Would pet.

Name: Cat Blockstepper

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Blocksteppers are also already perfect, with their funny hats and their trumpet mouths. However, this cat form doesn’t give them fur, or paws or a tail at all! just some cat ears! Which I’m not even sure are part of their actual body! They could just be glued onto their hats, I hope it’s actually part of their bodies and they made little holes on the hats so they can poke them out.

4/10 Blocksteppers seem to have arrived too late at the Catification center, they only had spare cat ears left.

Name: Cat Bob-omb

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Another one that got the short end of the stick! No fur, no paws, not even a tail! Just cat ears! Both Blocksteppers and Bob-ombs walk thanks to their wind-up keys, so perhaps they only get cat ears because these are not organic creatures! It still seems a bit unfair on the guys, just because they’re automated doesn’t mean they don’t deserve some fuzzy fur!

4/10 You deserve so much more Bob-omb.

Name: Cat Boomerang/Fire/Hammer Bros.

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

The ears don’t look bad at all! But it’s still a very lazy catification, sure, they get fur but it’s so short it might as well not be there.

2/10

Name: Cat Bullet Bill

Debut: Super Mario 3D World

This one’s an interesting case! They’re the only cat enemy not exclusive to Bowser’s Fury, as they appeared in the base 3D World game. Like Bob-ombs and Blocksteppers, they don’t get any fur, so this supports the inorganic creature hypothesis. However these guys DID get a tail! And they look so much better because of it! Why didn’t they give tails to Bob-ombs and Blocksteppers! I demand justice.

6/10 The tail almost makes up for the lack of fur.

Name: Cat Bully

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Now THIS is a catification! Extremely long and luscious fur, you can TELL he grooms himself regularly! Cat Bullies also get a tail, ears, and paws, which fit in very well with their rotund body, as a matter of fact, their iconic horns got completely replaced by the cat ears! Which is a very bold move, but one I support wholeheartedly! Now, does this confirm Bullies are organic creatures? Even though they are clearly made of metal in their base forms? Perhaps the metal is an exoskeleton of sorts, as mod Chikako suggested, whatever the case, I’m glad they got the full fur treatment!

9/10 Fantastic ball of fur.

Name: Cat Cheep Cheep

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

This is a fishy, with fur and cat ears, not very hydrodynamic, fishies are bullet shaped for a reason, but this is ok because they at least look cute!

7/10 Pretty standard catification but it works well!

Name: Cat Coin Coffer

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Ouggoough.... Coin Coffer my beloved.... I wanna pet him so badly now... I guess sticking cat ears and fur on an orbular character just works!! And look at those paws! This is a novelty coin purse if I’ve ever seen one!

8/10

Name: Cat Conkdor

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Well, this is certainly something, I adore Conkdor, another mario creature very dear to my heart. Not sure I love this catification though, the tail looks good but the cat ears look very awkward, and it’s very unsettling to see a bird with fur instead of feathers. But don’t worry Conkdor you still look great, it’s just not your style y’know?

3/10

Name: Cat Flopter

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

I really like Flopters! they have a Bee-like body with Dragonfly-like goggles, and they fly like a helicopter! Very charming little dudes often forgotten.

The cat ears complement the goggles extremely well! They looked a bit too bald in their base forms. And I bet those paws make landing easier! Good for them.

8/10 Award winner for best use of Cat ears.

Name: Cat Fuzzler

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Fuzzlers are already a delight, there’s not a lot you can do to improve perfection, and I guess the devs took that personally because this is a very light catification, I guess they couldn’t give them fur since they’re supposed to look spiky and not soft, but I still wish they did. They do have tails but they’re oddly short, more like a nub, they deserve longer tails! They’d look so good while rolling!

5/10 They don’t deserve a vestigial tail.

Name: Cat Fuzzy

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Very lazy catification, their oily shinyness doesn’t play well with the cat ears and tail. I’m sorry little one...

2/10

Name: Cat Goomba (Brown)

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

You might be wondering why I put their color in parenthesis, well, this is not the first Cat Goomba we got, 3D World has an orange Cat Goomba that actually pounces like a cat. The implication seems to be that the orange one is a Goomba that used a Super Bell, while this brown one is just a Goomba that got Catified by whatever catification forces are present in Lake Lapcat. Back to the rating, I love their little white/brown color scheme! Fits them very well, and they get little whisker-like stripes too!

9/10 Good Kittycat.

Name: Cat Koopa Troopa

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

I really dislike this one, why are the cat ears on their cheeks? That looks like it would hurt? I don’t like looking at Cat Koopa for a long time, I think it would’ve been cuter if they put the cat ears on the shell! Maybe it wouldn’t make sense but it would certainly look nicer.

1/10 I can’t give out a 0 because look at that blessed smile...

Name: Cat Magikoopa

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

The ears look very odd, like they’re clipping out of the robe. Very lazy catification. Almost unnoticeable.

2/10

Name: Cat Piranha Plant/Creeper

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

I love these ones they look SO silly, just stick some ears on their orb heads and you got a great kittycat! The fur also doesn’t look unnatural, there are fuzzy plants in real life!

8/10 Would pet carefully.

Name: Cat Rammerhead

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

I also like this one quite a bit! The ears fit well with their already ridiculous head, they just look like rounder spikes! It’s like they were meant to have ears! The lavender fur looks very nice. The tail also looks very cute, completely replacing their caudal fin, how do you seem with that buddy?

8/10 Very wet kitty.

Name: Cat Skipsqueak

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

WOW!!! This one is basically perfect! This is the ONLY catification to change the colors of the base creature! And for the better! They’re now a very vivid electric blue instead of the dull light blue of their non-cat selves. This one’s also the only mammal enemy, so their cat features look completely natural and fitting!

10/10 Very cute fat catmouse.

Name: Cat Snow Pokey

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Yeah this one’s arguably the laziest catification, their ears are barely visible too, but they still look cute and not unsettling! So I really can’t complain too much.

4/10

Name: Cat Spike

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

Spike always has such an expression of pure existential dread I can’t tear my eyes away from it... It looks like he’s not handling the catification too well... He probably feels very weird being suddenly covered in fur. They did get a cute little patch of white fur on their belly, which I think is an improvement to the design!

7/10 Hope you’re ok there buddy.

Name: Cat Splounder

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

YESSSSSSSS I LOVE SPLOUNDERS SO MUCH!!!! When I found out they got in the game I was SO happy, this catification is top notch as well! The cat ears fit in like they always belonged! And the salmon-colored fur is one heck of a look! They also got a long tail which hangs peacefully underwater, making them look like a cute comma!

10/10 Cat Splounder my beloved...

Name: Cat Stingby

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

As we already know, putting a tail and cat ears on a sphere looks really good! So this guy is a winner by default! I think the paws are slightly unsettling since they’re just hanging there... Never to be used. But it’s ok, I’m sure they don’t get in the way too much.

9/10 Fuzzy bees are always a win.

Name: Cat Seagull

Debut: Bowser’s Fury

To finish off this post! The most important introduction to the Mario universe by far! Cat Seagull!

This is positively delightful, they look so silly and mindless. They’re just vibing and I respect them so much for that. They probably don’t even know they have cat ears, but that doesn’t matter. Only thing that matters is existing and these guys are killing it at that!

10/10 I wanna live like you.

#bowser’s fury #mario enemies #mod sockop #kitty time ==:)

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miaurri · 3 years

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𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞

Synopsis: Incubus!Yuuji never knew he could bottom this hard Contains: Switch!Yuuji, Begging, Dacryphilia, Cowgirl, Hairpulling, Creampie, Somnophilia, Fingering, Squirting, Overstimulation

A/N: Lil Nas x recent song was a huge inspiration if you couldn’t tell aha, but also not that many AU!Yuuji I’ve seen outside of the Tiger Cub kinds (which are cute btw no hate- considering I may do my own) “Hm, she looks like a good target” Yuuji thought to himself, his tail swaying beside him. Seeing you sleep so peacefully was already making him hard He couldn’t help but just head over to you. Floating over you to admire you even more, how your soft lips breathes in and out, how your chest rises and falls. But not only that he can see that you’re naked under the thin sheets He slowly starts to get on top of you. But thanks to his Incubus abilities he would feel light as a feather as he starts to caress your face, his claws dragging so delicately against your cheek. He leans in and starts to kiss you, being deep yet so loving before he slipped his snake like tongue inside your mouth. At your end though your dream slowly became more sexual, which wasn’t a uncommon thing but this time you felt like you were actually being kissed Yuuji can feel you whimper in his mouth which only encouraged him to continue on, his lips pressed more firmly against yours as his hand dragged down to your breast and started to fondle them. His eyes glued to the way your facial expression started to twist into something more lustful He only smirked to himself before pulling away and suckled at the crooks of your neck, trying to find your sweet spot till he hears your sudden gasp. Found it He slowly licks his tongue all over your neck before bite down at your spot, drawing blood. He watched as your body twitches, hearing you suddenly letting out a noise he completely forgot to not do too much to you As last time, he almost got caught from getting carried away. So he needed to remind himself to be careful, but the way you look and act was making it so hard not to eat you up But he had to be careful still. So cautiously he started to move his hands down to your slit, rubbing circles and feeling how slowly wet you we’re getting for him. He sees your body becoming more weaker and weaker, having you subconsciously spread your legs more. Allowing him more room he slid one finger inside you before gently fingering you You felt the pleasure being very intense, knotting up your stomach you didn’t even knew if this was a dream anymore. It felt way too real not to be, as you felt another finger inserted in you were practically squirming and moaning from the pleasure of it all. Yuuji watched as your body jerked and moved under his touch, seeing you arch your back slightly you started to pant a bit. So close to your orgasm, Yuuji couldn’t help but continue to insert another finger into you, getting carried away of overwhelming you with pleasure. He felt your walls tighten into his fingers. You felt so wet and warm inside he could feel his fingers being practically sucked into you. So cute and precious where your moans to him as he kept on moving his fingers, jerking them into you before“A-Aahhh!~” You cried out. In the middle of your orgasm you squirted all over the sheets and onto Yuuji just a bit. His eyes widen at the sight of you cumming with the spurts of your juices shooting out Trying to calm for you highs, you panted before slowly opening you tired eyes. Your face was flushed red, sweat dripping from your forehead as your eyes scan the room until your eyes lays on the incubus with the pink hair Squinting close you see that this demon in your bed was shirtless, with tatted marks all over his built body, his horns that protrude his head and tail swaying with a heart on its tip. He looks over at you with a shocked expression. He didn’t know what to do, either hoping you might fall back to sleep or perhaps faint from the shock. But instead of that you suddenly removed the sheets from you, scooting back as you sat up from him. “WHAT THE HELL?! WHO ARE Y-” Your telling gets covered by his large hands as he tries to silence you. “H-Hey! Please be quiet”He sounded nervous as he looked around the room to see if anyone near by heard. He lets you move his hand out off your mouth but turns to only see you squinting at him more closely. He leaned back a bit from how suddenly close you were with a tint of pink on his cheek. “No, seriously...what are you?” You could only tilt your head at him. Yuuji’s face slowly turn away until you grabbed his cheek and pulled him closer. Yuuji only was able to let out a yelp before feeling you move his face at different angles, looking up and down at him.“Huh? What’s with those marks? And your eyes are slit, are those real? What about those horns?? They real or like some kind of hat?” He barley had time to reply to your questions, but something you did next sent shocks down his body. “W-Wa- Ahhh!~” He moaned feeling you tug at his horns. Your grip on him was hard and the strength you had to be able to pull him like that made him throb. You let go after hearing those noise coming out of his mouth as he looked at youFlustered than ever with his now slowly hardening cock he rubbed his horns. “W-What was that for?!” “I-I don’t know! But the hell was that noise you made?” You felt your cheeks heat up seeing how he reacted, yet in a weird way you wanted to do it again “Ugh, As I was about to say...I’m a incubus. I’m those sex demons you might have heard of before” Yuuji leaned against his hands as he explains himself. That you were targeted by a sex demon and thats how you were able to feel such a intense orgasm. You nodded as he explained himself, showing that you were genuinely interested. The whole conversation was now on the misconceptions of what a lot of people think of them Though you had cut him off in a middle of explaining about how tails can be rather sensitive for incubuses and succubuses alike. “Wait, so your job is to basically just give people orgasms? But that’s it? Like, what about you?? You just leave with some blue balls?” Yuuji thought for a bit. Looking to the side before back at you “Well, it’s our job to pleasure those. Regardless about our feelings we’re only here to please others, Though if we do end up climaxing cause of someone i-its more or less an act of ownership to that person” Though, the thought of being owned by you was something he wasn’t apposed to. “Soo, If I get to make you cum...I basically own you?” You slowly crawled over to him with a suggested look on your face, Yuuji seemed to slowly lean against the sheets the more you started to get on top of himNow with his head on the bed and you on top, his demeanor was now shy and nervous but also excited? He didn’t know how he felt about this but for some reason he was really excited to see what you were gonna do to him. He was on his 4th orgasm. Your hips rocking against his hard aching cock as his face was on the side of the pillow, tears dripping down his stained face while he mewls and moans from his orgasm. “A-Ahh!!~ P-Please!! I- I came t-too much!!~ So e-empty!!~ No more!!!” He was sobbing at this point, his chest rising and falling from his orgasm highs. You only smirked, down at him more. Panting and moaning as well while you rode him. “I-I own you now~ Y-You’re mine and only mine, and y- Nnghh~ better not forget it” “O-Of course!!~ You o-own my body and soul!!~” Yuuji felt like he couldn’t breathe. His head was so foggy and dizzy he barely knew what was even going on at this moment. Suddenly he felt your fingers run through his soft pink tuff before moaning out loud when you yanked him to face you directly. “A-AHH!!~ H-Hurts!!~” “You like it, baby don’t deny it~” You cooed at him teasingly. Feeling his cock twitch inside you start bouncing onto him faster. Skin slapping against skin you starts to feel yourself climaxing against him “I-I’m gonna c- Ahhhh!!!~” Yuuji wasn’t able to finish his words as he felt the rush of pleasure washing over his weak body. His cock spazzing before shooting his hot load inside your warm pussy. You feel it drip out once again, the warm load inside you spilling out as you get off of his weak cock now softening you lay down beside his tired body. Both panting and sweating from all of that you turn to him “So, what would you like to do as your first day being my personal incubus?” Silence filled the room till Yuuji turned around “C-C...Cuddle...y-you” Yuuji weakly spoke, his voice raspy but his request made you look over at him with a surprised. But who could ignore a request like that? A fool thats who- Suddenly he felt your fingers run through his soft pink tuff before moaning out loud when you yanked him to face you directly. “A-AHH!!~ H-Hurts!!~” “You like it, baby don’t deny it~” You cooed at him teasingly. Feeling his cock twitch inside you start bouncing onto him faster. Skin slapping against skin you starts to feel yourself climaxing against him “I-I’m gonna c- Ahhhh!!!~” Yuuji wasn’t able to finish his words as he felt the rush of pleasure washing over his weak body. His cock spazzing before shooting his hot load inside your warm pussy. You feel it drip out once again, the warm load inside you spilling out as you get off of his weak cock now softening you lay down beside his tired body. Both panting and sweating from all of that you turn to him “So, what would you like to do as your first day being my personal incubus?” Silence filled the room till Yuuji turned around “C-C...Cuddle...y-you” Yuuji weakly spoke, his voice raspy but his request made you look over at him with a surprised. But who could ignore a request like that? A fool thats who-

#jjk imagines #jujitsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuuji x you #jjk x reader #yuuji x y/n #❤️.smut

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silverandarsenic-hcs · 2 years

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Heyy here an idea for the cristmas spirit: Imagine that the Papas and ghouls are into it very much as well and the ghouls are like wearing instead of horns reindeer antlers and the papas are like #1 and #2 being in their normal robes but in red and white and w santa hats and #3 wears those tight ass shorts and theres written "Im your present" or "I were naughty this year" and he also wears red and white high knee socks 🔥

Wish you a merry christmas & a great new year and I hope you two are fine 💛

This is so cute omg. I know it's late but ive been so drunk i havent had time to write this so here are my christmas hcs

Papa Nihil: He wanted his kids to be like any other when they were small, so he let them indulge in a few christmas festivities - it was more of a winter solstace celebration than a santa claus treeinthehouse type deal at first, but his sons caught on quickly and for the last year papa I wasn't old enough to make fun of him, Nihil even dressed up in a santa suit with a fake beard and everything. He left the gift buying to Sister, and let everyone from the church decorate the huge evergreen tree in the garden with colored lights and glittering baubles. These days he just sits around and watches everyone partake in the christmas spirit

Papa I: Loved christmas when he was younger, because what child doesn't, but grew out of it quickly. He went through a long phase where he wouldn't even attend the event, telling everyone it was stupid and a church like theirs shouldn't be participating in such holidays. As he got older he softened a little when he realized it made everyone else happy, and that if he wanted to be liked he had to give in, so he dressed in red robes and had someone pick out presents for him to give

Papa II: You would think he hated christmas more than his brother, but it was a party, so of course he was down. For the month of December he's walking around with eggnog in his thermos, and getting wasted on mulled wine while he helps decorate the tree. He's only around for the ghouls baking cookies because most of the liquor in the building is kept in the kitchen, and he likes eating the raw dough. On the 24th he wears a dark green suit, and his finest Italian leather boots - he played santa for his younger brother when his older and their father wouldn't any longer. He hoped III was too young to remember. If anyone says anything about III's christmas spirit he just tells them he's pregaming for new years eve.

Papa III: Absolutely fucking loves christmas. All the red, the decorations, the gifts, the cookies, the big family dinners. He oversees every single christmas related practice in the church - making schedules on when to bake, when all gifts should be ready in the parlor, when dinner starts, and what everyone wears to the event. When he isn't in his robes, all month he's walking around in a red tank top and shorts that do say something stupid on the ass - "I've been naughty", "I'm your present", "Jingle these balls", "Unwrap me", and "Sleigh" are a few of his favorites. He drags everyone out to christmas markets in town for shopping and mulled wine and some fun in the snow. On the evening, he's in the kitchen overseeing dinner, making sure places are set just so, and serving themed drinks to everyone else relaxing in the parlor.

Copia: He's just as into Christmas as III, but he isn't quite ready to take over the hat and III isn't ready to give it up, so he's more of an assistant throughout the holidays. He's try to learn as much as possible so when he's finally allowed to take over he doesn't ruin it for everyone - apparently it doesn't matter who the current papa is, it matters who has the most spirit in their heart. Or whatever. He makes drinks, and cooks in the kitchen with III, and does most of the helping when it comes to the cookies. Though Aether is a good enough leader, they still can't be trusted alone in a kitchen anyone will ever have to use again. He gets his rats festive toys and decorates their cage in tinsel, and lets them indulge in any crumbs they can find.

The ghouls love christmas because it's tradition and that's always sacred to them, so they do everything they can to make the most of it. For the final week leading up, they trade their regular masks for similar ones with antler horns, and wear red and green versions of their regular suits. Swiss and Dew are outside setting fire to every tree around the decorated one - they say it makes the lights shine brighter. Aether is helping everyone get gifts for each other and making sure everyone gets their share of cookies, and Mountain and Rain are making snowmen all along the property from the second it sticks. The girls are head of tree decorating, and make sure they get every last decoration out of storage so it can look not just the same as last year, but better! Cirrus always buys more from the market anyways, and one of these years the branches are gonna be a little too heavy, Cumulus says. Every night leading up they all put on their themed PJ onsies and sit in front of the fireplace in the parlor and watch christmas movies. Dew hates the music but Aether makes everyone sing in chorus anyways

- Rosie, who is sorry this is late but wishes everyone a merry christmas anyways

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Brian may x reader x roger taylor : holiday disaster

Notes : brian roger and reader are on a holliday near the sea swimming and relaxing. But the calm and peacefull holiday turns to one of worry when reader almost drowns because of a big wave crashing in to her. Takes place during the mid 80s. There might be inacuresies like distance and locations.

Sorry if its a mess but enjoy anyway, also don't mind any spelling mistakes thank you

Words: 2286

Warings : angst and drowning

Finaly summer and you know what that means. Nice weather, staying up late listening to music. And just playing around in general, but summer also ment swimming of course.

Y/n had invited Brian and roger along to go to the beach. John had gone away with his wife on holyday while Freddie stayed at home with his boyfriend jim.

She stood outside freddie's house where they spent the night prior and beeped the horn of her car.

Freddie opend up the window "Oh y/n are you here to pick up roger and Brian?"

"Yes i am we are suposed to go to the beach, could you sent them down?"

"Yeah sure, hey! Your taxi is here you better hurry up And don't keep the lady waiting! They are on their way" he smiled

"Thanks Fred, if i find some Nice shels i take them with me for you"

"Thank you y/n you are an absolute sweetheart" he blew her a kiss. At that moment both Brian and roger walked out the front door and placed their stuff in the back of the car. "Ah there They are".

Jim stood behind Freddie and waved "have fun you three and stay safe near the shore, they said that the waves could be quite high at this time of year".

"Don't worry we will be fine"

"Alright have fun" jim and Freddie closed the window.

"Hey boys" she grind and opend the pasenger side door. Brian sat down next to her.

"Hello y/n"

"Hello doll" said roger as he sat down behind her and kissed her cheek "Nice car"

"Thanks Roger it was my dad's car i got it for my birthday a year ago

"Oh Nice do you know what type it is?"

"If im correct its a Tri-Power… 1958 Bonneville convertible" she started the car and drove of towards the beach (idk where the beach is located but lets pretent its 30 minuts away or so)

"Oh verry Nice indeed" he said and placed his sunglasses on his face And leaned back against the Seat.

"So did you two have a good night at Fred his home?"

This time Brian spoke up "yeah it was alright we watched some telly and drank and eat some Nice food thats all."

"Hmm intresting you two wernt intruding to fred and jim their relation ship wernt you two?"

"Oh god no y/n"

"Just joking bri just joking" she laught, y/n focused on the road again "we will be there in 10 minuts i think"

"Yes finaly swimming"

"Calm down roger" Brian laught

Just as y/n had promiced they had arived in 10 minuts at the beach "We have arived". Roger jumped over the side of the car and grabed the beach ball and placed it in the sand. He pulled his shirt and pants off under it weren his swimming trunks. Brian and y/n did the same. (What you Brian and roger wear )

"Nice shorts guys" she huged Brian from behind

"Looking very Nice yourself princess"

"Why thank you" she plucked the sunglasss from roger his face and put them on "oh wow thats to mutch"

Roger grabed his glases from her hands and put them back on "that are my presciption sunglasses sweetheart"

"I should have known, Anyway lets go and play some beach vollyball"

"Alright who against who?"

"Um me against roger first and then you against roger and then me against you, how does that sound?"

"Sure sounds good, i'll keep the points"

"Alright" y/n nodded and waited thil roger was ready "you are going so down blondie"

"Ha! You think (your nickname)"

"Alright start" y/n trew up the ball and shot it over the net. It went a few times and then she shot it to the ground.

"Outch"

"Roger are you alright?"

"Yeah i am don't worry" he smiled. Once the game between y/n and roger was over she won with 5 against 3.

"Alright your turn brian" brian took her place and took his stand. "Ready?"

"Yep" he nodded

"Alright may the best win"

"Its on poodle"

"Hey! Oh you are so going to get it rog" he smirked

The boys played for about 6 minuts thill it was over. It was 4 against 4.

"Alright who makes the next point wins" they both noded, Brian threw up the ball over the net. It went over and over for about 1 minut. Roger won

"Yes!"

"Well done rog, now you and me bri" they both took their stands once again and started the game. Once again 6 minuts later the game was over Brian had won by 5 against 3

"Good game y/n" he smiled

"Thanks" she wiped her face with a towel "Man its really hot ugh"

"Want to go swimming?"

Y/n took off her hat and placed it in her car "Yes i would love to" they all walked to the sea. "Cold cold cold"

Both Brian and roger laughed "yeah no shit y/n"

"Shut up rog" she laughed and splased him

"Hey! My hair, you are going to pay"

"Then you have to get me first." She ran further in to the water

"Be carefull the waves can be quite high" but y/n and roger dint hear him "guys come back don't go to far!"

Y/n had gone in thil her shoulders "try to get me now roger!"

"Roger she really needs to come back" Brian looked concerned

"Y/n! Come back its not save!"

"What?!" All of a sudden a big shadow fell over her, a big wave crashed in to her taking her under.

"Y/n!!" Both roger and Brian screamed as they tried to get to her

Y/n tried to swim up but couldnt wave after wave crashed in on her. She tried to breath but instead she took a big gulp of water in. Y/n was panicking and couldnt breath. She thought of brian and roger how she was going to leave them behind now. Y/n let go of her last breath as the sank to the bottom.

Roger and brian swam to her once they reached her, roger went under and picked her out the water. Both Brian and roger got back to the shore "brian go get help i try cpr we need a ambulance" Brian nodded and ran to get help

"God y/n please don't die on us" roger was literaly crying while trying to push the life back in to her chest. He pinched her nose close and put mouth to mouth "come on! You can't do this to us" all the while he continued to give her cpr.

The sound of sirens filled the air as the ambulance came to a hald on the beach two paremedics climbed out. At the same time Brian ran back to roger "is she alright?!"

"No i still don't have a respond" roger was crying But still preforming cpr

"We will take it from here sir" both the paremedics placed her on the brancard and started to weel her fast to the ambulance

"Can we come with you please?"

"If you drive after us then its fine but we can't take you with us in the ambulance

"Thank you" roger looked up "brian you need to drive i can't"

"Alright, but calm down now roger she's in good hands" Brian huged roger close and rubbed his back "im concerned to but y/n is one tough cookie"

Roger laught a bit " yeah she is..... we should go now" they both walked to the car Brian put the key in and turned it so they went after the ambulance. Once they arived they weeled her in to a hospital room.

In the back of the ambulance they were able to pump the water out of her lungs and get her to breath again, she wasn't conciouse but it was a good sign or so they hope.

Roger and Brian had to wait outside the room where y/n lay because they were doing some tests on her, so they decided to call John and Freddie

"Hello John deacon speaking"

"Hey John its me"

"Oh hey Brian hows everything?"

"It really could be better, we are at the hospital"

John sat up straight "hospital? Why whats wrong?"

"Its Y/n she almost drowned" it was silence on the other end "john?"

"Im on my way right now" and the phone hang up

He turned to roger "john is on his way can you call Freddie?"

"Sure" roger grabed the phone from Brian his hand and dialed Freddie his number

It rang a few times thill he picked up "with freddie Mercury how can i help you?"

"Oh fred thank god you are still home"

"You sound panicked roger whats wrong?"

"We are in the hospital, we were at the beach and we were messing around but y/n almost drowned because of our stuppid antics and..... we almost lost her"

As same with John, roger was met by silence "me and jim are on our way"

"Thanks you see you then"

About 20 minuts later john, Freddie and jim had arived at the hospital, they were waiting for the doctor to give a clear sign so that they could go in and see her.

A doctor walked in to the waiting room "wel we have good news and bad news, the good news is we managed to get all the water out of her lungs and she's breathing on her own, the bad news is that she's still unconsiouse"

"Oh thank goodness" brian placed a hand over his heart

"We did a couple of tests to see if there was anything ells like damege to the lungs but thats not the case, once she wakes up And taken care off she can go home"

"Thank you doctor, may we please see her?"

"Of course, if there is anything needed let us know"

"Thank you we will" the group walked in to the room, it was pretty light in there, it looked like they had walked in to heaven, John and Brian grabed a chair and sat down next to the bed while roger, Jim and freddie sat down at the table near the window.

"We should never have gone to the beach, this is all my fault"

"Roger don't be to harsh on yourself, it could have happend to anyone" Freddie placed his hand on Roger his shoulder

"But im the idiot who chased her in, im at fault"

Brian spoke up "rog it really isnt we all should have been more carefull, but like the doctor said everything will be alright, she just needs to wake up, and she will we just got to wait"

"Mabey you are right" he sighed and placed his hand under his chin and looked out the window.

A few hours had gone by without any indecation of her yet waking up, so they decided to leave and get some food, during the time they were gone y/n started to stire and wake up

"Ugh were am i? Why does my chest hurt so mutch" y/n blinked a few times against the light "this isnt my bedroom" she tried to sit up but couldnt because of the pain, plastic patches were put on her chest that were conected to the heart monitor she looked at them confused "what the hell happend?" Then y/n remembered, the beach, vollyball and roger chasing her and then the wave...."Oh god i almost drowned"

Then the door opend And the guys walked in with food and drinks, Brian looked up from the conversation "y/n you are awake!" He ran to her side and grabed her hand in his "we were so worried about you"

"Hey bri" She smiled softly "im sorry for worrying you all i dint mean for this to happen"

Roger stoot at the otherside of the bed and grabed her other hand "i shouldnt have chased you in to the water it was dangerous and i was so stuppid for doing so it almost got you killed"

"I know rog and im sorry to i should have watched out What i was doing" she squeezed their hands and gave a light kiss on them

John, jim and Freddie watched as they gave echoter their apolgies, and then the doctor walked in "ah miss y/l/n good to see that you are awake" he looked at the papers in his hand "everything seems to be in oder, do your lungs hurt?"

"A tiny bit but i asume it will go away in a few days"

"Yes it wil" he gave a smile "wel then if everything is alright and nothing hurts then you may go home"

"Really? Oh thats wonderfull thank you" then she looked down at her chest and pointed at patches that were still in its place "um about these"

"Oh don't worry a nurse will come soon and remove them for you"

"Alright thank you". About 10 minuts later the nurse came in to remove the patches, john freddie and jim had brought some clothes with them on their way to the hospital, once she got dressed they went on their way to go home "are you willing to drive Brian?"

"Yes of course i am, anything for you y/n". Roger went again with Brian and y/n while Jim and Freddie went with john.

"Wel see you all later i think its time for a lazy afternoon" said y/n as she waved them goodbye. Both roger and Brian stayed the night with her to make sure that everything would be going fine now. They promiced echoter that of they would go to the beach again one day that they would be more carefull.

The end

I hope you all enjoyed reading. ♥️♥️♥️

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jaybug-jabbers · 3 years

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Pokemon Gold/Silver Beta Pokemon: The April 2020 Leak

Look, 2020 was a rough year. So maybe I shouldn’t be so surprised that the April 2020 Gold/Silver source code leak flew almost entirely under my radar. If you Google about it, you’re find it’s very rare for news outlets to cover it. This is probably because many folks are hesitant to cover leaks. Also, the US was warming up to a truly awful pandemic around that point, not to mention other civil unrest, so it’s no surprise some people were a tad distracted.

But the fact is, another leak turned up in April of last year, following a recent trend of huge Nintendo leaks. And this one was a doozy. I’ve only truly realized its full extent in the past few days. As such, I’d like to do a post that covers some of the new information. In particular, I’m focusing on beta pokemon that were cut or heavily reworked.

Now, back in 2018, the Spaceworld ‘97 Pokemon Gold/Silver Demo was leaked online. I made a post about some of my favorites. So, from this leak, we already knew of a while slew of beta pokemon. However, as it turns out, there were still more new faces to find-- and a lot of them! I list 45 new beta pokemon here, in fact!

In the April 2020 leak, several sprite sets were found as internal files, each at different phases of game production. The sprite sets were dated May 6, 1998, June 13, 1999, June 21, 1999, and September 17, 1999. The August 17, 1999 Spaceworld ‘99 Demo build was also found, so we have information on that as well.

Essentially, if you want to see this information at The Cutting Room Floor, then head to this page for the sprites discovered as internal backups/sprite banks. Head to this page for the Spaceworld ‘99 demo information page. And, if you need a refresher for the older leak, you can go to this page for the Spaceworld ‘97 demo build.

For this post, we will focus on the May 6, ‘98 set of sprites, which contain the vast majority of new faces. So, without further ado, onward to the pokemon!

(#300) Kokopelli Pokemon/Celebi

(May 6, ‘98) (Spaceworld ‘99 Demo)

This first pair of sprites looks very much like Kokopelli, a fertility deity of some Native American cultures. This deity can be seen in ancient Native American petroglyphs, as a humpbacked flute player with feathers on the head. Surprisingly, we find that Celebi in the Spaceworld ‘99 Demo seems to be an updated version of this design, making Celebi’s design origins much different than expected. However, its fertility diety inspiration is still somewhat apparant in the modern Celebi, as a creature that causes plant life to flourish.

(#301) Eel Pokemon

While the sprite files did not reveal a name or other data, this eel’s sprites were numbered right beside the Gurotesu (Grotess) and Ikari (Anchorage) sprites, suggesting it once was the start of their evolution chain.

(#304) Fire Fox Pokemon

This little fellow is a fox that seems to have a fiery tail. It’s possible this fire fox was inspired by kitsune (just as Vulpix/Ninetails were) and that it was later redesigned as Fennekin.

(#305 - 308) Snow Bunny Evolution Line

These four pokemon seem to belong to the same evolutionary line. The second one seems to based on the Yuki Usagi, a ‘Snow Bunny.’ In Japan, these cute little critters are made in the snow (using leaves for the ears). They also sometimes make these Yuki Usagi as little marshmallow or mochi treats. So this pokemon line could be inspired by either of these. Considering the leaves and the snow, I would guess these would have been Grass/Ice.

(#309) Elephant Pokemon

You might wonder if this chonky boy-- looking tough with horns on his head and back-- was an early version of Donphan, but Donphan and Phanpy were present in the Spaceworld ‘97 demo. Indeed, this elephant and Phanpy/Donphan both exist in the same set of sprites from May ‘98, so it was simply a case of two types of elephants. This pokemon also calls to mind a glimpse of a cut beta pokemon we saw from Generation 1 (from ‘Satoshi Tajiri: The Man Who Made Pokémon’):

Same fierce eyes, at any rate! Alas, these both never saw the light of day. However, it’s possible this elephant was reworked into Piloswine, which is not in the May ‘98 collection but does appear in the June 13 ‘99 collection (although Swinub is absent). While Piloswine and Swinub are more akin to wild boars, there is also some relation to mammoths (an inspiration more heavily leaned on with Mammoswine in later games). Then again, there’s another pokemon you’ll see a little further down this list that might have inspired Piloswine instead.

(#311) Natu/Xatu Mid-Evolution

What is clearly a mid-evolution (its file number sits between the two). Has a peacock-like tail. Honestly, I think this works really good as a mid-evolution, and I don’t know why it was cut. I want to name it “Watu.”

(#313) Drunk Kiwi Pokemon

This one is just hilarious to look at. It appears to probably be a kiwi-bird? A very crazy-eyed, loopy one. I can see why this one was cut. The goofy, simple design kind of looks like a knockoff cartoon character for children.

(#314) Scorpion Pokemon

A pretty badass-looking scorpion, although a rather basic design. I dig the funky head, though. It seems like it has a single, beady eye and is rather menacing. This pokemon may have been later reworked into Gligar, a pokemon that first appears after this sprite set, in the June 13 ‘99 group:

Admittedly this is rather different from the Gligar we know, but it is an early design.

Or, who knows-- maybe this little fellah was later reworked into Skorupi. (If so, it’s a shame, as I don’t dig the weird accordian-like design of its limbs and its evolution.)

(#315) Quail Pokemon

A pudgey little quail pokemon. Doesn’t seem related to the kiwi pokemon. It’s a very cute little thing, and has lots of potential to evolve into something interesting, but it seems they scrapped it pretty quickly.

(#316) Music Note Bird Pokemon

Although these sprites are numbered right after the quail, and they are both birds, the designs are very different, so they seem unrelated. It seems the beta pokemon were simply blessed with a lot of birds. This little bird is in the shape of a clef, giving this bird a musical theme. It seems very likely it was later reworked into Chatot, a bird with a music-note shaped head and metronome tail.

(#319) Boar Pokemon

A cute, grumpy little boar with antlers. Probably what eventually led to Piloswine found in the June 13 ‘99 group. A bit of a shame, in my mind, as I kind of prefer this design.

(#325) Spikey Dog Pokemon

The curious thing is that this dog looks very similar to “Pudi,” a pokemon we saw in the Spaceworld ‘97 demo, which was intended to be a pre-evolution of Growlithe. But Pudi is also in this same collection of sprites!

Perhaps they were toying with the idea of re-designing Pudi (and had already scrapped a bunch of baby pokemon) and just hadn’t bothered to remove the old Pudi yet. It’s hard to say. Ultimately, these both were scrapped, but at least we still have Subbull/Granbull.

(#331) Yūrei Ghost Pokemon

This little ghost has two things that are common in Japanese folklore: the hitaikakushi (the white cloth headband it wears) and the two little balls of fire called hitodama. It is unknown why this ghost pokemon was scrapped, but perhaps they thought the little fellow wouldn’t translate well overseas?

(#344) Viking Ship Pokemon

Look at this beauty! A pokemon based off some sort of Viking ship. I absolutely adore this one. It’s creative and charming. I hope to see it in the future.

(#349) Wooly Dog Pokemon

This canine-like creature is fluffy as all out. Honestly I think it’s a tad odd, with how tangled and disheveled its fur looks. I can’t help but compare it to the early desings of the three Legendary Beasts, since they also are very canine-like:

These three designs are present in this same May 6, 98′ sprite collection as the representations of Raikou, Entei, and Suicune. Were they possibly playing with a different design idea for the Legendary Beasts? Perhaps Suicune. The Wooly Dog is just such an imposing sprite, that I can’t help but wonder. All pure speculation, of course.

(#350) Rabbit Pokemon

This rabbit has a rather intense look about him, and it makes me curious what the ideas were behind it. TCRF suggests it’s a possible pikachu clone.

(#351) Snake Pokemon

This cute little worm or snake seems to be wearing a feather headdress, suggesting its design may also be Native American inspired, like the Natu line. On the other hand, this could be inspired by Quetzalcoatl, a feathered serpent deity in Aztec culture. I would have loved to see this little guy’s evolutions.

(#352) Scarecrow Bird

A bird with a hat that kind of looks like a scarecrow. Honestly, it’s a super-cute idea.

(#353) Gargoyle Pokemon

This crouching beastie sort of looks like a gargoyle with a long, sharp tail. I can’t quite tell if those bits on the side are little wings or just a part of its legs. It would be interesting to see this creature standing in a different position-- I feel like that would give us a better understanding of what it looks like. Interestingly, there are striking similarities with Aerodactyl:

I wonder why they are so similar?

(#354 - 356) Manbō Evolution Family

The first of these three fishies was someone we already met in the Spaceworld ‘97 demo-- it was named ‘Manbō 1.′ In the demo, it evolved into Ikari (Anchorage) and then Gurotesu (Grotess). It seems it’s now been split off from those and given a new evolution family here. While I find that neat, and I quite like the expressions on these fish, they are admittedly a little bland.

(#360) Flying Squirrel(?) Pokemon

TCRF guesses this is a flying squirrel, and it seems to be wearing a sheathed sword. Not sure about the headgear it’s sporting. Is that a ninja star?

(#364) Early Cyndaquil

So, this May 6, ‘98 collection is really exciting. The original Gold/Silver fire starter line we saw in Spaceworld ‘97 (Honooguma’s line) is still present in this collection (as is the water-type ‘Cruz’ line and Chikorita’s line). So, what we have here seems to be an early Cyndaquil before they decided to turn it into a fire type and make it the fire starter! In fact, those spikes might even be icicles (like Alolan Sandslash), for all we know. If so, Cyndaquil’s typing pulled a 180.

(#377) Early Furret?

Possibly an early Furret. Looks pretty awkward, not gonna lie; I’m glad it was probably refined into modern Furret, with more body definition between the head and tail.

(#378) Stork Pokemon

It’s a stork, based on the myth of where babies come from. A cute idea, although its curly ‘hair’ looks a little funny to me.

(#380) Squid Pokemon

A squid with drills for its mantle and arms. Since that’s kinda Beedrill’s thing, I’m glad they scrapped the idea. The backsprite lacks drills so it’s probably from a different design stage.

(#382 - 383) Early Burmy/Pineco

Burmy/Wormadam/Mothim is based off the bagworm. Bagworms are grubs that use silk and lots of bits of leaves, bark and other objects to create a camouflaged cocoon. When they turn into adults, some species of female bagworms just look like their larval stage, while the males turn into winged moths. That is why Burmy/Wormadam/Mothim have their unique evolution situation. Clearly, these two beta pokemon are playing around with the bagworm idea. They probably went on to inspire both Pineco (another pokemon based on bagworms!) and the Burmy line in gen 4.

(#386) Koala Pokemon

It’s so cool to see they were thinking about a koala pokemon this early. We would not finally get one until gen 7′s Komala.

(#387) Tanuki Pokemon

A Tanuki that is carrying campfire kindling on his back, but the kindling has caught fire. Apparently based on the Kachi-Kachi Yama folktale, which is a surprisingly violent story, but I suppose folktales often are. Who knows why it was cut, but Sentret is the closest thing we have to a tanuki pokemon for now.

(#392) Megaphone(?) Bird Pokemon

Yet another bird pokemon! There sure were a lot of beta birds. This one appears to have a megaphone-shaped beak. Or, possibly, its head is shaped like a gas mask (the strange eyes seem to support this idea). Honestly I really dig the look of this one.

(#397) Frog Pokemon

It’s tough to tell but it has a small horn on its head. It has a long tongue and is probably shouting “ribbithhhhhh!” It’s cute, but a little plain.

(#400) Tiny Hippo Pokemon

Look at this little weirdo. I think it’s a tiny hippo? With a mohawk and a big grin and wild eyes. It doesn’t really seem to have a head, its mouth/eyes/ears are just stuck directly to a body. Looks pretty awkward, probably needed some polish. No idea what they were going for with it, but it’s interesting.

(#401) Skeleton Pokemon

A very spooky, bipedal, living skeleton beast. It has a long snout and sharp teeth, almost like a crocodile or a dinosaur-like creature. Its head and shoulders have bony spikes and the front of its snout has markings that seem to be a nasal cavity. Very detailed. It also reminds me of Missingno, as some Missingno used the fossil skeletons as their front sprites. I would have loved to have this pokemon, and it’s a real shame they didn’t use it.

(#402) Rodent Pokemon

A mouse or bunny with gigantic, spotted ears and no arms. Those are some serious ears; it almost looks like it could fly with them.

(#403) Fly Pokemon

A bug-type!! It has a huge, creepy face, curly antenna and wings strangely really close to its head. I love it?? But it’s a bug, so of course I do.

(#404) Plant Pokemon

The Snow Bunny was likely part grass-type, but other than that, this is our first grass beta! It has one eye, a spikey head, and almost foot-like roots. I love how grumpy it looks. There’s a possibility it was a pre-evolution for Sunflora, before they had created the idea of Sunkern (which is not present in this collection).

(#405) Ant Pokemon

Another bug!! This one looks a lot like a winged ant. (Those do exist-- usually a temporary thing for mating flights) It’s possibly related to the fly pokemon above, sporting very similar wings. However, it doesn’t really seem like an evolution.

(#406) Dinosaur Pokemon

A little dinosaur-like pokemon, looking up at you. It’s unclear if that’s a tough, bony skull, or if it’s maybe a hat. The clubbed tail makes me wonder if it’s related to #415 below, but it’s probably unlikely. However, it is pretty likely that this later became Cranidos.

(#407) Early Cherrim

This clearly was a design that was picked up later, in gen 4, to create Cherubi/Cherrim’s sunshine form. I am glad the design was improved, because the lips on this one scare me.

(#412) Early Dunsparce

Dunsparce looking quite different. No wings, no drill tail, with a much more typical snake-like face.

(#415) Dinosaur Pokemon

It looks like an aquatic version of an Ankylosaurus or something similar. It’s possible it’s related to the Viking Ship pokemon (as a pre-evo), but there’s no way to know. I quite like it, though.

(#416) Flying Fish Pokemon

This magnificent beast, this miracle of creation, is surely my favorite beta pokemon of all time. Revel in its glory. You may not like it, but this is the ideal pokemon body. What a perfect way to round off our collection of betas.

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santigarcia · 4 years

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First Time for Everything

a santiago ‘pope’ garcia x reader fic

word count: 2k+

rating: m for smut feat my watch kink; mentions of pregnancy

summary: It’s Santi’s birthday and you give him a present~

a/n: i wrote this a couple weeks ago and now im finally posting it!! as many of you know my main blog (damerondjarin) is still incorrectly flagged smh so i made this side blog for posting fics and gifs! and feedback is always appreciated!

tagging: @punkpascal, @tintinwrites, @damndamer0n, @mandoplease, @darksideofclarke, @yougottakeeponkeepinon, @huliabitch, @himbopoes, @mylifeliterally, @agentpike, @pascalplease, @wakalas

First Time for Everything

A classic rock song plays overhead. There’s a dull roar of voices overlapping in the sports bar. It’s dimly lit, with deep red walls and a black ceiling. TV’s playing different ball games are over the bar. It’s Santi’s birthday, and this place has his favorite wings.

He was ready to get a to-go order and spend the night with you, but the guys wanted to come hang out and buy him dinner.

So that’s how you ended up sitting in the middle of the restaurant at a tall table. Tall enough that your legs dangle from the bar stool. It’s not your first preference. If you’d could pick, it’d just be you and Santi alone in a booth in a corner. Or better yet just you and Santi home alone and naked.

It’s not that you mind the guys company. You enjoy being around them. They treat you like one of their own. You’re an extension of Santi and they respect you. You make him happy, and he makes you happy; and that makes them happy.

Santi’s hand rests on your thigh as a comfort. He knows being out in the middle isn’t your favorite. He only removes his hand to eat his meal. But he’s right there and that’s enough to bring your comfort.

There’s no keeping it a secret it’s Santi’s birthday, Benny told the waiter something like 8 times. A free dessert will be brought out once the meal is over. All Santi does is laugh, and hey he’s not complaining.

Your husband is a happy man tonight, you pat his tight stomach when he leans back in his chair, full and content. He grunts a little, as it tickles him. He’s about to lean in to kiss you when you swipe a bit of sauce from the corner of his lips.

“What did you get Pope for his birthday?” Benny asks with an obvious tease in his tone.

“I haven’t given it to him yet,” you play along, your face heating anyway when Benny smacks Santi on the back. “There’s something else that he doesn’t know about yet,” you add in.

Santi raises an eyebrow, his hand back on your thigh. His palm warm on your bare skin, and his pinkie finger just under the hem of your shorts. Will and Frankie share a surprised look from your comment.

“Guys calm down I’m not pregnant,” you laugh.

Santi leans in for a kiss, and presses another to your cheek.

“Do you wanna be?” he murmurs in your ear. You don’t have time to answer because the dessert is brought out and a group of singing wait staff crowd around the table. Benny sings loudly along with them, and Frankie can only shake his head with a laugh. Will takes a swig of his beer but joins in the singing. You sing too and plant a big kiss on your husband’s cheek as the dessert is set in front of him.

He gets a big spoonful and holds it up to your lips. His eyes have a secret hidden heat in them as he pulls the spoon from your lips. Then like nothing happened, he tucks into the dessert himself.

He gives you a couple more bites before he finishes it, and this time he wipes some chocolate sauce from the corner of your mouth. Only instead of his finger, he kisses it off.

His hand finds its spot again on your thigh while the conversation turns into goodbyes as the night winds down. The bill has been paid and everyone’s letting their food settle a bit before getting up to leave.

Will and Benny leave together. You stay seated while Will kisses your cheek, and Benny wraps you up in a huge hug. Benny gives you a wink, you know what it’s for. Santi’s gonna get lucky tonight.

They hug Santi and you take that opportunity to turn to Frankie to say your goodbye to him. He adjusts his hat on his head and pops one of his remaining fries in his mouth. He gets up and squeezes your shoulder and smacks Santi on the back telling him happy birthday. Leaving you and Santi sitting at the table.

He flips his hand on your thigh over, his wrist coming to rest on your skin. His palm is open to you, he’s offering you his hand, but all you can focus on is his watch face digging into your skin.

All it takes is one look from you and he’s on to you. He doesn’t say anything, just quietly observes. He presses his watch into your skin just a little deeper and your heart jumps.

Fuck.

He knows.

You’re quick to take his hand and hop off the barstool. The heat of his gaze is too much, and the night has only begun.

His hand is in yours and he follows close behind, he slides up close to you and pulls his hand from yours – putting it on your hip.

“Something you wanna tell me?”

“No,” you smile, which he returns.

“I’ll get it out of you one way or another,” he teases. His ‘threat’ goes right to your core. You know what that entails. He’s right, he has a way of getting you to ‘talk.’

His hand is still on your hip as you walk in the parking lot, Frankie drives by in his truck and honks his horn when he sees the two of you. Santi gives a little two fingered salute at his friend.

Once in Santi’s truck, you lean in and give him another cheek kiss while he starts the engine. He turns to kiss your lips and he hums.

“How’s your birthday so far hmm?”

“It’s been great, honey. But I have a feeling it’s going to get better.”

“Don’t speed on the way home,” you laugh.

He gives you a little wink. You grab his hand and pull it in your lap. Your fingers interlock with his, and with your other hand you rub up and down his forearm.

The drive home is familiar, nothing new to notice. It all fades in the background. All you can focus on is what you’re going to give your sweet husband when you get home.

“So, do you?” his voice pulls you from your thoughts about him.

“Do I what my love?”

“Do you want a baby?” he seems nervous. His fingers flex slightly against yours. “We’ve not really talked about it in a while. Is that something you still want?”

You bring his hand up to your lips and kiss the back of his hand. You don’t answer verbally, just a nod of your head ‘yes.’ His foot presses a little harder on the gas and you giggle behind his hand.

When he reaches your driveway, he pulls his hand from yours. With his knuckle his presses the garage door opener. He pulls his truck in the garage next to your car. He pulls the keys from the ignition and sits for a moment. Still.

“What?” you freeze, your first thought is that something is wrong.

“Honey,” he purrs and lunges forward to kiss at your neck. “I wanna fuckin’ take you in the backseat right now.”

“I have to give you your present!” you squeal while he starts to bite on your neck. His stubbled chin scrapes your collarbone.

“I thought you were my present?” he murmurs and kisses behind your ear. His hands cradle your head, there’s no pulling away.

“That’s not all of it!”

“Fine,” he pretends to pout and opens his door. He unlocks the side door and closes the garage and squeezes your ass when you pass by him into the house.

“Go sit down and get undressed,” you point to the couch when he turns on the living room lights. “I’ll come out with your surprise. Don’t move.”

“Yes ma’am,” he grins and steals another kiss before doing what you ask.

Your stomach flips with excitement, it’s been a while since you’ve put on lingerie for him. You disappear into your bedroom and get the bag out of your closet. Inside along with the garments is his other gift.

You undress and the redress in the lingerie. It’s sheer, thin, and lacey. It flatters your curves and you know he’ll like it. He likes you no matter what you’re wearing.

“Close your eyes!” you call out to him from the doorway. Your hands clutch to his other gift with a sudden bit of nerves. You hope it likes it. “No peeking!”

You can’t help but smile when you step out into the living room, then a rush of heat goes to your core. He’s sitting naked on the couch as requested, feet planted firmly on the floor. He’s sitting up straight, and one hand is covering his eyes. His lips twitch into a smile when he hears you come in. And his nostrils flare when he gets a whiff of his favorite perfume. He’s hard and ready for you already, you love the effect you have on him.

“Can I look honey? You sure know how to kill a man here.”

“Yes,” you tell him. He lowers his hand and his eyes widen. His mouth drops open and his tongue sweeps over his bottom lip.

“Fuck, honey. Get over here,” he laughs. He’s dying to hold you.

“First,” you hand him the small box in your hands. He takes it in his big hands popping it open to reveal a brand-new shiny silver watch. He has a few watches, but not one like this.

“Wow,” he looks up at you, “thank you!” he takes off his tactical black one and slips on the sliver one. “How does it look?” he asks sticking out his arm examining it. His eyes flick up to yours, he knows.

Without warning, he slips his hand between your legs – grabbing your ass with his hand. The band of his watch on his wrist presses into your center. The cool metal sends a chill to your hot flesh through the thin lace fabric. When your knees buckle at the friction, he steadies you with his other hand on your hip.

“Damn honey, look at you.” He presses his wrist into you harder. “Can I unwrap my present now?”

You nod with a smile; you’ve been waiting for this all night.

With a sharp tug, he pulls your panties down, then brings you to straddle his lap. Only when you’re seated does he pull off the sheer bra. A hand clutches your back as his face buries between your breasts to kiss at your chest. His stubble brushes along the sides of your chest and he groans to feel your body on his. His abs tighten with need, and his length is hard and hot in-between your bodies.

“Fuck,” he whimpers when he closes his lips around your nipple. His other hand cups your breast and you moan. He makes a point to dig his wrist into your skin so you can feel the watch. “I didn’t know my watch got you this hot, honey. It’s killing me.”

His eagerness has him pulling you onto his aching length, and you groan in unison. His right hand reaches between you to thumb at your clit. His left hand starts at your hip, his watchband digging into your skin. He moves up your body, the band brushing against you – giving you delicious chills and shudders, which spurs him on to groan. His hand finds a place on your neck. He doesn’t squeeze, but he wraps his fingers around your neck.

You know what he’s doing, and fuck if you don’t love it. His wedding ring and watch – you feel them both against your skin. It’s then he bucks up into your heat. Your hands in need of holding something, your fingers dig into his curls, and you other grasps the back of his neck. You pull his face back to your breasts and he sucks on your nipple again while he thrusts.

His fingers on your clit move faster to pull that sweet high from you. And when you tug on his curls just a little harder, he follows behind you.

“Happy birthday Santi,” you laugh, trying to catch your breath.

“Thank you honey,” he purrs into your neck. “Be honest with me though, was this watch for me or for you?”

“Both.”

He lets out a loud laugh and holds your body closer to him. He leans back into the couch cushions with a sigh. “Don’t get up yet,” he runs his hands up and down your back. “You feel too good.”

He’s softening inside you, but he doesn’t pull out. You nuzzle into his chest, feeling warm and giddy from your high.

“You think we made a baby?” you ask him, and he grunts a little, the idea turns him on.

“That’d be one hell of a birthday present, in addition to what I already got.”

Your chests are pressed together as your breathing slows. You can feel his heartbeat, and he can feel yours. His arms are comfortably wrapped around you, and you don’t move from that spot on his lap for a good while.

“I love you Santi,” you nuzzle your face into his neck. He squeezes you tighter.

“I love you too honey. What a good birthday. Seems like you enjoyed it too.”

“Santi!” you scold him, and all he does is laugh. His chest rumbles under yours.

You hope you do get pregnant; you’d love to have a baby with this wonderful man you get to call your husband.

#santiago pope garcia #santiago pope garcia x reader #santiago garcia x reader #triple frontier #my writing #FIRST FIC IN AWHILE YALL #some of yall im tagging have read it but #anyways lol

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stevenbasic · 3 years

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The Tale of Queen Angie, p3

*BEEEP* Throughout the whole drive that Monday morning, AJ felt like he was in a heavy fog. He had zoned out at a red light, and the car horn from behind him jerked him back to reality. Jeez… he thought to himself, no sleep, no coffee yet, I’m a zombie. He waved, apologetically into the rear view of his pickup, and took off again down the road.

But it wasn’t just that. He didn’t just need his coffee. Though in a daze, a depressed funk, AJ’s thoughts were nonetheless racing as he pulled into the parking lot. Why had Angie insisted they take separate cars? She said it was “to maintain appearances”, whatever that meant. But, he couldn’t help but frown. It would have been so nice to come to work together. It was both of their first days, after all - strangely at the same place. Or, at least, at the same location. It would have been nice to be with her, even if only for the fifteen minute ride. They could have talked...

Taking this new job, basically as an entry level schlub for Collective Construction (“Building the New World - Together!”) was a major ego blow. They were the same company - totally female owned and operated, from what he’s heard, though they obviously used guys for the grunt work - that had snatched up the contract for the stadium job, and got the bid on a bunch of other projects he’d kinda counted on getting around the city. At first he had taken it personally, but it seemed like the same thing had happened to a bunch of other construction companies - so maybe he shouldn’t feel so bad. They seemed so well-funded and well-connected, and as upsetting as losing business was, they were basically impossible to compete against. Eventually, when his work dried up and he had to close up shop, dissolving the company he’d started himself, built from nothing, Collective purchased his equipment and hired him and a few of his guys. Though he needed the work, it was nonetheless humiliating and emasculating. It was hard not to feel...absorbed.

So, the first place they were putting him was on a demo team. Apparently there was a big remodel happening in the office building where Angie had scored her new gig, working in the accounting office of some sort of medical practice. It kinda sorta seemed like a weird move for her; her career, in contrast to his, had been on fire as she’d been managing a few branches of the bank she was with. But, whatever. She’s a smart girl, she seems to know what she’s doing, sees the potential for growth here, I guess.

As he pulled in where the other guys were parkedi, nto a spot far from the building, AJ took a look around. Though some teams were here already - he saw a chick in a hard hat pointing people around - his shift wasn’t set to start for another fifteen minutes. Damned if I’m giving them any free work, he thought, and sat back in his truck to think. Maybe Ang and I can grab lunch together? Being around Angie always made him feel better, even if she had been a bit distant lately. The part of his brain that tried to put a positive spin on things was saying that her distance was just the result of her new position and the stress of starting a new job. Maybe she was just distracted, or nervous…although her outfit and demeanor this morning portrayed nothing but confidence. Just the memory of her pulling on that short dress with the lemons on it, having him take pictures, had his hand drifting between his legs as he sat there in the truck. The other part of his brain, a much louder part these days, began calling attention to all the recent moments in their relationship that made him feel small, weak, and desperate. Their relationship had certainly taken a turn over this last months. It had been...he couldn’t even remember...since they had last had real sex, months since she last offered her mouth. Weeks since her last handjob, and that was through his pants in the changing room at Harold’s Department store when she was trying on new work clothes; he still shuddered at the embarrassment of having to walk around the Galleria with the stain on his pants. No, come to think of it, he couldn’t even remember the last time he had seen her naked, despite spending all his time at her place...with her...at her beck and call. No. More and more their time spent together was acts of pitiful and pious worship on his part. She’d been really playing up this domme thing recently, and he was embarrassed to admit just how easily he’d found himself getting more and more “sub”. Because, despite her distance, she seemed determined to keep his balls drained. Hours and sometimes whole weekend days were spent worshiping at the Altar of Angie, with her wearing something skimpy (or even just her work attire, he thought)…belittling him... as he jerked off to the swell of her big, white tits over and over again. He thought back to this morning, feeling an overwhelming mixture of arousal and shame.

“Go ahead” She had suggested, proudly putting herself together for her first day of work, “Grab that lotion and get started. You can watch me get ready for my new job as you stroke.” She’d smiled to herself, he remembered, as she watched thru the mirror and he wordlessly reached over for a couple pumps of lotion. She had barely looked at him or acknowledged him after that; she just continued putting on her makeup. He was pulled out of his thoughts - and pulled his hand away from between his legs - by two women, giggling to one another, walking past his truck towards the office. Holy shit, he thought, the ass on that Indian chick is ridiculous. And the figure on her friend is nothing to sneeze at, either. Even though they were both in, like, medical scrubs, their outfits and just the way they walked seemed designed to flaunt rather than conceal. Man, Angie is going to fit right in here, he thought, thinking wistfully back on how her hips looked this morning. Glancing at his phone, he realized he had been sitting in his truck for almost 10 minutes. He sighed to himself and had just turned off the engine to head over for his assignment when he saw- hooolllllly jeez whooo is that?!? Is that Angie’s friend Melissa!??

He’d known Angie had heard about this place, this job opportunity through one of her groups of friends, the girls she never really let him meet. Melissa was some sort of manager here, a job - by Angie’s accounts - for which she really wasn’t qualified but had scored nonetheless. Again he’d never met this Melissa but had seen her in some IG post along the way...the tits grabbed his notice. When he had asked about her, though, Angie seemed to bristle, so he’d let it go.

But good god look at her! AJ thought, as his right hand found his crotch again, leering through his windshield as he watched Melissa hook up with the pair in scrubs and start giggling along with them, headed to the front door. So tall, she totally dwarfed them, dressed sharply for a day at work. She must be six and a half feet in those heels, he figured, as he absentmindedly started rubbing himself again, marveling at a figure that he’d only seen in...well...he’d never seen a body like that.

In moments the three were gone, though, having entered the glass doors that led into the front atrium. He sighed again, and closed his eyes. He was going to have to steel himself for a tough day, physically and emotionally. He hadn’t worked for someone else, taken someone else’s orders (well, except for Angie’s, of course…) in years. This was going to be hard, but he had to suck it up. With one final exhale, AJ opened his eyes, put on his hardhat, and went to work....

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achliegh · 3 years

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Golden

(Sorry if this Chapter is lack luster :/ )

Yeehaw Leo… it's all because this song came on one day (I don’t even really listen to country anymore so it really is fate). Leo is based off that song, each chapter is going to be based off a yeehaw song too.

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

TW/CW: Smut, terrible yeehaw sayings and jokes, injuries, mentions of past death, minor character death, underage drinking, mentions of past arrests, cringe

Chapter Songs (listening in order is recommended):

Ladies Love Country Boys

Bonfire Playlist: Spotify, Youtube

Watching Airplanes

Chapter 2:

Cowboy Sweet Ass sent you a Location

New Message from Cowboy Sweet Ass

See you there ;)

Finn was nervous, he wasn’t gonna lie, Logan and Him are leaving tomorrow for Gryff and this is the last night they can see Leo. Who, neither of them will admit this, has kindly wiggled his way into their brains for every minute of everyday. Sometimes to break a long silence between the two of them they will talk about Leo. How they were going to cope when they can’t see him again is unknown and something he didn’t want to think about.

They hadn’t actually seen Leo in the past five days, with their training schedule and Leo helping set up a charity arena for the thing they were supposed to meet him at tonight, it was just late night calls that were still kinda awkward at times. But always had them smiling as they fell asleep.

Walking up the dirt path, where the uber had dropped them off, Logan and Finn weren’t sure they were in the right place until they saw the huge crowd gathered around a tall metal fence with bleachers and an announcers corner that's up on a hydraulic lift, speakers set up so people can hear the quick talking of the men commenting on whatever was happening.

Horses and people on them were everywhere. This causes Logan a lot of stress, as someone who is terrified of horses… This is not ideal. Especially when one is trotting toward them at a scary fast speed.

Finn recognized Clayton immediately, trotting over at a leisurely pace on a cool looking horse he waves. He notices Logan hiding himself completely behind Finn’s back. Finn held his hand out for Logan to take and squeeze if everything got too much for him. Logan wasn’t good in big crowds.

“Well look who it is!” Clayton hops off his living vehicle and patting her neck. “Let me introduce you to my babe, This” He gestures towards the mare, “Is Leroy, she is a Blanket Appaloosa! Have you guys met Peanut yet? He’s chilling with Eloise, Leo’s mom, you better hope he likes you or else… yeah, or else.” Clay flashes them his slightly crooked but stupidly white smile as he absentmindedly pets Leroy’s neck.

Feeling a squeeze of his hand he looks back to see an absolutely terrified Logan, not knowing about his fear of horses Finn is just confused. So, he goes into a ‘ get Logan alone’ mind set.

“We will find you in a minute, we’re gonna explore!” Finn smiles back and Clayton nods as he swings his leg back over Leroy and clicks his tongue so she struts back towards the group of other yeehaws on their own horses, they all had numbers pinned to their backs which was weird but Finn guessed Leo would explain later. Claytons was CR243, and it looked like it was about to fall off. He notices how someone would go in real fast and then come out after a minute or two. The announcer talked too fast for him to catch.

Leading Logan to a more open area he turns to face him and raises an eyebrow.

“Okay, what's wrong?”

“Ummmm, J'ai peur des chevaux….” Logan isn’t looking him in the eyes and has an embarrassed flush to his face. Finn, having no clue what he said, gently grabs his chin to make him look at him, Lo hasn’t run his finger through his hair yet so that means he isn’t nervous around Finn at least. Fixing Logan with a slightly irritated but still worried look, Logan sighs and tries to say something but instead what comes out is a terrified yelp as something takes his hat off his head and pulls some of his hair at the same time, then drops it at his feet.

Whipping around and jumping into Finn’s arms bridal style Logan shrieks as he is met with a blonde horse that almost looks smug. The little splotchy white stripes on its snoot may make it look kinda cute but Logan knows what can happen if you get on a horse's bad side. It happened to Sydney, he didn’t need it to happen to him too.

“Peanut!” A very tall and beautiful older woman walks over to them laughing a little, she has a hearing aid in her left ear and soft blue eyes bright with amusement stare them down. “Sorry Y’all, he likes to find new people to mess with.” She smiles and there is just something so familiar about those deep dimples and sharp cheekbones. She is wearing tight jeans with knee high army green cowboy boots, a white button up with a black cowboy hat contrasting the golden curls falling out from under it. She is wearing a sash with the words ‘Miss Louisiana 1971’ the wrinkles on her face didn’t make her look old and crinkly like people like to think, but more like a gracefully aging woman. She holds her hand out to Finn for him to shake, Logan is still in his arms so it is as much of an invitation to him as Finn. “I’m Eloise, this is my son’s horse.” She looks them up and down after shaking both their hands. “He would like you two.” She smiles one last time, giving them a giant wink and leads Peanut away from them back to the bullpens where they spot Leo sitting on the top of a fence talking to a couple of people.

Finn looks at Logan and sets him down.

“So.. horses?”

“Shut up”

“You go for a cowboy and are afraid of horses!” Finn is bent over laughing and clutching his stomach while Logan crosses his arms and looks around annoyed after he dusted off his hat and put it back on his head.

“What’s so funny?” they look over to see Leo in full get up. Smiling bright, showing off his chipped tooth. His hair was flattened by a black sturdy cowboy hat, his blue button up vibrant under his black vest. The vest had a couple of logos stitched into it for Absolut Vodka, Mt. Dew, and Ariat…. Leo was sponsored? He was also wearing some jeans that fit him just right around his booty that they could see through his assless black chaps that had iridescent tassels on them, with his black boots and belt to match. His silver buckle stood out with the light reflecting off it.

“Wow… you look great.” Logan just melts into Leo’s side when Leo wraps an arm around his shoulders. “But tell Finn to stop being a jerk.” Logan put on his best pout when looking up at the taller man, who looked at him with a look that made his heart feel like it was about to jump out of his chest. It didn’t alarm him though, it was nice to feel like this. But it can’t last forever.

“What's he doing that's so mean.” Leo turns his attention to Finn who is smiling at them like he's watching two kittens cuddle into each other. His eyes bright with happiness, his smiles wide.

“He’s making fun of me because I’m scared of horses.” Logan wraps his arms around Leo’s waist and squishes his cheek into his chest to look as cute as possible, so Leo will be on his side. Which… fails.

“You’re afraid of horses!” Leo hugs Logan as he starts laughing, smacking a kiss on the top of Logan’s annoyed forehead and squeezes him. “You’re so cute.” Suddenly they hear numbers coming over other speakers and Leo perks up. “Oh I’m up soon! I hope y’all are gonna stay and watch because I would love to take you to the bonfire tonight.” He pulls Finn into the embrace and gives them both a quick peck on the lips, smiling when they chase his lips. “There should be an open spot in the bleachers or, you could watch from Peanut.”

“Bleachers!” Logan gets out of Leo’s arms and starts pulling both the boys towards the crowd without horses. Leo helps them find a spot next to some girls who flirt with Leo but he has no fucking clue. He is just focused on getting Finn and Logan a good spot.

“Alright, my number is BR11710, so when you hear that you’ll know I’m up! I think Clay might come and find you, he had a good run earlier wrangling those troublemaking claves, so keep an eye out for him.” He smiles and climbs down the bleachers gracefully until the last small step where his spur gets caught and he has to yank it out of the cevous it got stuck in. Looking back up at Finn and Logan his cheeks were red as he shrugged and sauntered off towards the chutes.

“Hola losers!” Clayton plops down above with and slaps a hand on their shoulders. “Excited to see him ride? Or have you already? Actually I would know because we overshare way too much.” Smiling, Clayton is covered in dirt and his cowboy hat has been traded out for a ball cap and his button up taken off to be just a white tank top. A tall pale girl sat down with Clayton and was scrolling on her phone looking uninterested. Clayton sits up and wraps an arm around her waist. “Oh this is Ashley, my girlfriend.” She looks up and gives them an irritated wave before going back to her phone.

“Ride? What’s he doing?” Finn looks at him confused after sharing a look with Logan about the irritated girlfriend, then they hear the announcers call Leo's number.

“Alrighty ladies and gentlefolk! We have something special for y’all! One of our very own PBR riders is here to ride the roughest toughest bull of the day! Ole Forty Days!” The crowd cheers as a confused Finn and Logan look at Clayton who whoops and hollers for his bestie. Whistling with his thumb and forefinger in his mouth.

“Alright Jimmy lets get in some commentary before the ride starts, Leo Knut is a 19 year old Professional Bull Rider, his Mother is Eloise Knut also known as Miss Rodeo of 1970 and Miss Louisiana of 1971. His father was Wyatt Knut, Air Force Veteran who was also Leo’s biggest role model.”

“Was?” Logan whispers and gives a sad look to Finn who is busy watching Leo, he is on this tank of an animal, large, white, horns the size of his whole forearm. Leo was adjusting the way he is sitting and has an underside grip on the rope around the bull, wrapping it around his palm to make sure there isn’t a tether that can be stepped on and yank him off.

“Ole Forty Days is the only PBR bull here today, worth millions he is undefeated 32-0 in his career this year. Will Leo who is 30-2 this year be able to stay on those eight seconds.”

Leo hits the challenge button and the gate flies open, Ole Forte days is wild! Finn is automatically on his feet as he watches Leo with his hand up in the air, eyes hard from focusing and counting in his head. Forte turns a 45 degree buck and just about tosses Leo but his grip is so tight that he lasts those eight seconds. The announcers went crazy the entire time.

As he dismounts the still bucking bull his wrist gets caught in the rope he was holding earlier because of the way his glove is falling apart. The rodeo clowns distract the bull fast enough for Leo to get himself detached, falling on the ground. The bull tosses Leo onto the ground and just misses stomping on his ankles. Leo hops onto the fence, the adrenaline is pumping through his veins and his eyes are bright as he searches for the boys in the stand watching him with fear etched into their faces. When his eyes met Logan’s the fear turned into relief and Leo felt the adrenaline making his heart beat even faster.

After Forte is corralled back into the pen to have the rope around his hips removed Leo jumps off the fence and takes his hat off bowing to the crowd, and they love it, whistling and whoops are heard. He points to Finn, Logan and Clayton. Clayton is so excited and starts dragging the other two down the bleachers leaving Ashley behind. Leo doesn’t like her at all so it's fine. Leo turns around and walks towards sports medicine and lets them take a look at his wrist. As his adrenaline starts to fade away the tweak in his wrist starts to bother him as the medic wraps it up.

“You just ruined Forte’s career!” Clay hugs him from the side and picks him up all excited, his girlfriend who decided to join looks at them unapprovingly. Finn and Logan basically tackle Leo to the ground once Clay puts him down. One on each side of him, balanced.

“Are you insane! That could have killed you!” Finn is shaking a laughing Leo by his collar as Logan examines the way his wrist is wrapped.

“I know, I technically wrecked at the end but I still got my eight seconds!” He smiles and takes his hand from Logan, cupping his cheek and rubbing his thumb over the soft skin.

“You never told us you rode bulls! Leo, a little heads up would have been appreciated!” Logan whacks him on the back of the head after they stand up.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?” Leo puts an arm around them and kisses their temples. They had an idea. Where to do it was the question.

The rodeo ended not long after Leo’s ride, the charities the winners chose would be given a five thousand dollar check courtesy of the Knut’s. After Leo was done taking down the arena, a large pile of wood was set up with large equipment. Leo pulled a Clayton and took off his chaps, vest, button down, and hat off so he was wearing a white shirt and a ball cap.

Leo made up for scaring Finn and Logan by pulling them into the back seat of his truck. Leo sitting in the middle of the seat with Finn straddling one leg, hunched over and sucking on Leo’s neck. Logan straddled Leo’s other leg and kissed him with a ferocity that made them both groan. Leo rested his hands in Finn’s hair and on Logan’s hip. Pulling away Leo turns his head to face Finn, guiding him from his neck to lips. He feels Logan push his hand underneath his shirt and smirks into his kiss with Finn. Moving his hands to squeeze both of their asses, causing Logan’s breath to hitch and Finn to moan. He is about to suggest something spicy when a knock on the window alerts them that the party has started.

Why does Clay always have to stick to his word? Leo asked him to let them know when it was time to move his truck to have the tailgate facing the fire, and now was that time. Leo’s head thumps back onto the seat as he lets out an annoyed sigh.

“Well, I guess we have a party to attend… I’m gonna get so drunk.” He smiles and gives his boys one last kiss before he ushers them out of the truck so he can get out of the backseat to move it.

Finn wanders over to Clayton who has Ashley under his arm, she is tall and very skinny. Her long brown hair was in a French braid, she was wearing short shorts, boots and a crop top. He has a very sour look on her face as Finn walks over to them. Logan on the other hand, goes to take a piss in the porta potty. Something he is not fond of doing.

Leo moves his truck and gets out to put the tailgate down so people can sit on it, climbing into the bed of the truck he opens the cooler in the back and takes out two budlights, Leo doesn't really care for budlight but they need to be drunk.

“CLAYTON!” He shouts as the three walk over to the truck, chucking the beer at his friend; they both take out their keys, puncturing the cans and shotgunning the beers.

A few hours and a lot of drinks later Leo was singing to Finn, standing between his legs as Finn sat on the tailgate next to Logan who was filming.

“You can train 'em, You can try to teach 'em right from wrong. But it's still gonna turn 'em on!” Finn can’t help but laugh and wrap his arms around Leo’s necklaces he sang, every once in while facing Logan's phone and singing into the camera as he filmed. Taking a drink of his beer he smacks a sloppy kiss on Finn's cheek and skips away to Clayton to dance like idiots as Luke Bryan sang about shaking it for birds and bees.

The two drunken best friends wrap and arm around each other hips with their drinks in the other hand, putting left side to right side they swing back and forth to the beat as they scream out the music.

Later on Leo picks Logan up so his arms are around his neck and his legs are around his waist and spins around while humming to a song about wheels and Finn looks so smitten that clayton takes a picture to show him and laughs as he send it to Leo, who has managed to misplace his phone… for the millionth time.

Setting Logan down he wraps his arms around the shorter man's shoulders and rests his chin on top of his head as he bounces to the beat. Logan leans his forehead to rest on Leo’s chest and uses his hand that isn’t holding his water to loop his finger into one of Leo’s belt loops he wishes he could take a screenshot in his brain.

Hours passed, singing and horrible dancing, more drinking for Clay and Leo until it sounded like a good idea to see who could crush a folding table by jumping off Clayton’s truck. Finn managed to lead them away before they actually tried it by telling them’ Leo could def dance better than Clayton’. Which turned into the worst dance battle ever seen. Two drunk teenagers and country music make for terrible dancing but a lot of laughs. Eventually, the fire dies down, the drinks run out and the boys get tired. Finn wrangles Leo into the back seat of the truck after lifting the tailgate, moving to go to the drivers seat because Logan might be to short to drive and they are to dumb to figure out how to move the seats, Leo latches onto him and pulls him into the backseat with him.

“Hey! How do you expect me to drive back here!” Finn pokes Leo’s nose and Leo catches his finger in his mouth biting him. Finn squawks and pulls his finger away. Looking at Leo offended, laughing a little as Leo is looking at him with this tiny smirk. “That was rude.” Leo narrows his eyes playfully and flips them so Finn is laying on his back with Leo snuggling into his chest.

Logan gets in on the passenger side and looks up to see Finn in the back seat being snuggled by an oddly cat like Leo who is rubbing his face on Finn’s soft t shirt, when his eyes meet Logans he blushes so vibrantly pink and has the shyest smiles as he hides his face in Finn’s chest again. Logan looks at Finn who looks like he's dying from cuteness overload. Logan moves over to the driver's seat and sits all the way on the edge of the seat to be able to touch the petals. Logan doesn’t have a clue where Leo lives… but he does remember how to get back to the hotel.

Trying to get a clingy 6’3” cowboy into a hotel room while he is intoxicated is a lot easier than you would think. He was tired, stripping down the second they walk into the door he lands on the bed in his boxer briefs and spoons Logan and grips Finn’s arm as he falls asleep.

They all slept incredibly well that night, warm, close, and together.

The next morning was the morning The Lions leave to go back to Gryffindor. Leo was up before the other two, showered and dressed when he woke them up with peppering kisses all over their faces.

“Good morning, Honey Bees. Y’all need to get up and get ready to leave, you go home today.” Leo runs his hand through Finn’s hair as he greets them with a sad smile. He doesn’t want them to leave, but he knows that this isn’t some fairytale where two princes will give up their dreams to be with him. That’s not what he wants anyway. The other two finally get up, Finn goes to shower as Logan changes and packs his bag. Glancing at Leo every once in a while, like he wants to say something.

“Leo, what are you still doing here?” Logan drops his bag by the door and turns around to face the taller man, crossing his arms and giving Leo a cold look. Leo is a little taken back by this, Logan has never looked at him like that, and he wasn’t expecting it from how nice yesterday was.

“I was to see you two off… is that okay?” Leo starts to feel uncomfortable under the harsh eyes he found so pretty, he starts picking at the wrap around his wrist, breaking eye contact with Logan as a sinking feeling seeps into his chest. He never expected anything to actually come from this but he ached for it.

He knows where this is going.

“I don’t know what you think is going to happen after we leave, but we aren’t going to be fawning over you when we are busy with our own careers. You are just… a guy who we had a fling with. Finn and I aren’t even together so don’t expect anything.” Logan's voice stayed low in volume but echoed in Leo’s ears.

“I wasn’t expecting anything. I just wanted to see you guys leave, say goodbye, maybe…” Leo didn’t finish his sentence when he looked up at an annoyed and frustrated Logan. “What did I do?” He hears the bathroom door open and Finn walks into the room whistling in fresh clothes as he dries his hair with a towel.

“You don’t mean anything to us Leo'' Finn hears Logan and knows exactly what’s going on, Logan has done this to him many times. This is Logan’s way of cutting off something he wants in a way he knows won't bring the person back, even though he always feels horrible eventually. Finn has been a victim of Logan’s lashing out many times, and he hasn’t left, because he loves Logan. He really really likes Leo, he gives his heart a similar jolt that Logan does. From what they have discussed, Logan felt the same. Logan doesn’t allow himself the luxury of feeling like this though.

Leo looks absolutely shattered after Logan’s words sank in. He looks over to Finn who looks like he’s in his own head, then back to Logan. “I really really like you guys-”

“Stop being a fucking child Leo! This isn’t something we can continue after we leave, we would get torn to shreds by the league! Not everything is about you and we don’t want you! So just go back to your fucking farm and forget us.” Logan grabs his bag and walks out the door slamming it shut, going to be the first one on the bus that just pulled up to take the team to the airport.

Leo stares at where Logan was when red catches his eye, Finn stops and gives Leo a sad smile, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear. Finn then turns his back to Leo and follows Logan out the door. Leaving Leo alone in the hotel room… He reaches in his pocket and pulls out the hotel keycard, standing up he goes to leave it on the table of the room, he stops just before he sets the key down.

He takes the card and walks out of the room, Climbing into his truck that was horribly parked, he finds his phone on the floor of the passenger side. Picking up his phone, he calls up the only person he knows who would be willing to hang out even if he was sick from last night.

“Clay? Can you meet me somewhere?”

A half hour and some McDonald's hash browns later. Clayton and Leo were sitting on top of Leo’s truck hood watching the airplanes take off, sipping on soda they got with their food. They watched in a comfortable silence as planes brought people in and took people away.

Logan and Finn were on one of those.

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