#i love my little collection of fucked up sheep

[effira]

oc stuff i didn't post before

#my art #cult of the lamb #cult of the lamb oc #effira's taurus tag #effira's libra tag #i love my little collection of fucked up sheep

[animeshotsh]

Devils Touch | Dad!Lucifer x Kid!Reader |

Summary: Being forced to take pills alongside your mother just seems enough to end in hell...

Warnings: Suicide mentions | Death | Canon Violence| Cursing | Lucifer its a softie | SFW | Reader its between 5-7 | Reader takes the form of a sheep/cat mix | Reader's mom sucks tbh | Maybe platonic!yandere Luci? |

When you opened your eyes everytning was red. Screams and insults filled the air, the smell of blood and other things you could not understand filled your nose making you gag.

"Mom?" You asked to no one, no one took note of you. All you could see were strange creatures, some more human and some more animal.

Tears went down your face, you could remember being forced to take some pills. Your mother crying while she did the same.

Something was wrong, really wrong.

"And what do we have here?" A stranger voice said taking you by the collar, you ended up meeting with sharp red eyes, and that look....it did not mean well.

"L-let me go" you screamed trying to get free from this thing. Reacting out you saw your hands were now black with claws, making your mind quick you attacked that thing.

It let you go with a small "fuck". You took of running, not knowing where to go, but you could hear that thing behind you chasing you.

Taking a quick look behind you ended against something. Looking up someone wearing a white suit with a cane and a hat that had a snake looked to you.

"P-please help me" you tried again "I dont know whats happening I want my mom"

The stranger took you by your arms to inspect you.

Lucifer stood there with no emotion seeing the "x" on your neck. Suicide? He thought seeing the mark. But you were just a kid, with fluffy cat hears and a tail, however your hair was not the one from a cat but the one from a sheep...or a lamb. Two little horns did also appear on top of your head.

He cursed inside his mind. Maybe you were killed, or forced to something. You were too small, your soul did not let out any type of malice besides the "sin" of taking your own life.

He soon saw a Demon coming towards him, most likely looking for you, and with no debout their intentions were not good.

Just one flick of his hand the Demon was gone. You were shaking looking at him and then around you.

Fuck, he wished Charlie was here, he knew she would be able to calm you down.

Taking care of sinners was not his job. His job was to rule hell, but he could not just leave you in here. He was sure you would be dead again in seconds.

Or worse.

"Calm down Kid, im going to take care of you" his voice was as soft as he could. Turning around opening a gold portal to his home "whats your name?"

He nodded once he hear your name, carefully petting your head. He passed by many old photos of his family. A maid appear besides him looking at the sinner in his arms.

"Please, prepare a bath and get some clothes " Lucifer requested passing you to her.

Or well, trying to.

"N-no, I dont want to go with her!" Your hands took an iron grip on his suit.

Lucifer almost panicked at your state but tried to remember what he used to do when Charlie was this young.

"Listen, she is someone good. You will be taken care off. We can have lunch later, and some sweets"

"...chocolate?" You asked with pleading eyes

~☆~☆~☆~

After your bath and food you were in a better mood. Lucifer used this time to show you around the house while asking you different questions to try and know why you had ended in here.

He showed you his ducks collection and almost passed out by how much you loved them. You ignored him as you played with the duck, almost burning the wall with one of them.

Lucifer decided to tired you up and then look up for your mothers soul. If you two died together...then the chances of her being down here were high.

~☆~☆~☆

It was harder than he expected. The sugar from the chocolate gave you so much energy you ended checking every room of the house. Lucifer behind you trying to stop you from getting hurt or from breaking something.

"Catch me if you can!" You joked while he tried to balance two statues.

With a swing of his wings he was able to catch you, rolling down the stairs and laughtning with you. You seemed....happy almost forgetting your situation. To you this could be nothing but a bizarre dream.

~☆~☆~

Once you were tired enough, Lucifer took you to one room. His heart made a flip when you took his arm pulling him close.

But he needed to go and see where your mother's soul was. So he made the maid stay outside your room just in case you woke up.

~☆~☆~

"That fucking bastard, son of a bitch, cursed slut" Lucifer screamed almost burning his office. Turns out, your mother was not in hell or heaven, she was alive, whatever she was triying to do failed for her.

He wanted to go there and kill her himself. Not only her but heaven as well, you were just a kid. Sure, you had cursed, and lied sometimes, he had read your record of sins. But that was not enough to make you end down here.

He knew your faith was sealed. Heaven would never admit they made a mistake or listen to him for starters. He had to calm down and think.

And after some minutes he decided the safest option would be for you to stay with him. He was not sure how he would explain to you who he was or what had happened. But he knew a few things, besides him no one would try to hurt you, and also you made him feel happy again. He could raise you, be a better father, be someone you could relay on.

"Its decided" he said to himself, picking up a pen and a paper, he wrote down your name and his last name. This way the other sins and overlords would know not to mess with you.

"Dont worry (y/n) im going to protect you.

~☆~☆~

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader

[thebluester2020]

Stardew Bachelors x Rude!Farmer Reader Headcanons

Summary: A new farmer has moved into Stardew Valley and...wait, how come they're always seen with a scowl on their face?! And why are they so mean?!

Warning(s): Fluff, Mean! Farmer, Doesn't contain all the bachelors! (I've only included Elliot and Sebastian since I didn't want things to become too long!), Farmer is low-key more of a tsundere to be honest, Slight favoritism to Sebastion at the end, !not proofread!

Note: As much as I love sweet-hearted farmers. I also love my mean, tsundere-esque farmers as well <3

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ

Elliot

:: Elliot had heard about the rumors a week before you arrived. That the grandchild of the late deceased farmer, who once cared for the old farm a little ways away from town, would be moving in soon. He thought a new face around town would be nice. After all, Elliot was fairly new to the town himself! He thought the two of you could share in your common experience of being new to the environment and possibly build a friendly bond.

At least…until the week you were supposed to arrive rolled around.

The rumors of you being rude. He swore they spread faster than you had actually been here.

First it was from overhearing a conversation between Gus and Lewis on Friday.

The way Lewis described you was like hearing a weary night regale his tale of how he narrowly escaped the fiery breath of a dragon. “They’ve…definitely got an attitude.” Elliot heard Lewis say.

“I’m struggling to find the resemblances. Looks aside, they’re rude! They threatened me the other day when I tried to ask if they could do me a favor!”

Elliot wouldn’t exactly deny that the possibility of you being rude made him nervous. Everyone in town was so nice that having someone mean would be like a black sheep sticking out in the middle of white sheep, you just wouldn’t belong. Yet when he had happened upon you once fateful morning on the beach/

“The hell you lookin’ at Prince Charmin’” You spat in his direction when he stared too long.

His eyes widened. “N-Nothing! Forgive me, I’ve never seen you before.”

“I’m new here, that’s why.”

He cleared his throat. “So I see…” He stood in place a little while longer, observing you as you crouched down to collect items from the beach. Your appearance didn’t match your attitude, he thought. Your appearance was like that of nobility to him, graceful with certain details accentuating personality and your life on the farm.

From slightly muddied knees and a few scraps here and there.

But your tongue was like a freshly sharpened knife.

“The fuck?” You hissed at him again, snapping him out of his trance. “Who the hell you looking at? Got a problem?”

“N-No!” You dropped your bag full of items before you walked right up to him, your mouth nearly curling upwards like an angry feline.

“Yeah? You sure? You’re staring mighty hard for someone you A. Don’t know and B. Is just trying to go about their day! So what’s the problem?!”

Elliot chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry once again, it's just- I think you're really gorgeous to look at. The tales of your fiery temper did nothing to speak of your beauty as well." You paused at the compliment, your cheeks beginning to redden as your temper started to ease down considerably.

Besides the compliments towards the farm and your weapon prowess when you first joined the Adventurer's Guild. You didn't hear too many compliments about yourself, the only thing you'd hear was

"That new farmer is scary aren't they? They're completely unlike their grandfather!"

"Why did her grandfather entrust the farm to them? With their attitude, they'll probably soil the crops just from their glare."

To say it didn't hurt from time to time was an understatement. It wasn't your fault that you had a mean scowl on your face 24/7 and sometimes you had a habit of speaking about how you actually felt about someone before thinking about your words!

So, to hear a compliment? You couldn't help the way it made your heart flutter and your chest begin to warm.

Not that you would let this lonely beach writer who talked like some actor from Medieval Kingdom know that.

"...Thank you." You finally mumbled under your breath.

A smile graced Elliot's features. "You're welcome."

There was a comfortable silence for a few minutes before you turned around to quickly pick up your backpack before walking off. But, not before Elliot could get another line in. "You should visit my cabin sometime! I love visitors!"

Although there was no response, for the next few months afterward, however, he kept strangely receiving duck feathers and ink bottles at his front door every other day...

Sebastion

:: The first time he had even heard the rumors of a new farmer. He was talking to his mother about her day and also alerting her that he would be out for a while riding his motorcycle. His mother had made sure to tell him to "be safe!" and likes before she told him that someone new would be moving into the old farm a little ways from town.

He hadn't thought much of it.

'Just another face in the crowd' he thought while also wondering why someone would even choose to go to this town where the most interesting thing that happened was when a slime got loose in the middle of town a while ago!

Until...the words of how rude and snappy you were began to pop up.

"That new farmer has no manners!"

"They're so mean..." He also heard Lewis say. "All I asked was for them to retrieve a...special item from Marnie's house and they said 'Get it yourself'"! Sebastion didn't see anything wrong with the supposed 'attitude' you were giving people in town, in his mind? He thought it was about time that someone had tried to bring a different energy to the town besides being yet another happy-go-lucky person who wanted to help everyone and anyone!

And even when he bumped into you one midnight evening...a sword in his hand as he wanted to go exploring the mines in order to try and put himself to sleep, his opinion of your supposed attitude remained the same.

Though, as he saw the piles of dead Shadow Brutes around...he did have a mind to be a little more weary of you. No one had told him that you were capable of slaying multiple Shadow Brutes on your own.

"You lost gloomy?" Were your first words to him as you pushed your hair back out of your face, snapping him back to reality.

He glared at you. "I could ask the same of you. Whose out fighting Shadow Brutes at midnight?"

"Me," You responded. "Something that I wouldn't expect you to do seeing how you're as skinny as a twig."

His mouth dropped a little, his annoyance with you growing as well as his interest of you. You were mean, that was no question but...unless his ears were playing tricks on him due to him not interacting with too many other people besides his friends.

He could've sworn there was a little bit of playfulness in your voice.

"I may be skinny but I've been down these mines before." He said, walking past you with a grumble as he started to look around the area for anything valuable.

As you looked Sebastion over, your mouth cracked upward a little more in an amused smile. You had just arrived at the valley, and joining the Adventurer's Guild was a good way to blow off some steam and clear your mind by fighting mindless monsters. You hadn't really thought about talking to any of the residents besides the essential ones such as Pierre, Robin and sometimes Lewis from time to time.

But, you were beginning to change your mind.

"You managed to make it all the way down to level 100 in the mines gloomy, maybe you wouldn't mind accompanying me to level 120?"

Sebastion looked back at you with a huff. "You probably wouldn't want a 'twig' coming with you."

"Even twigs can have their usefulness, don't be a wuss."

His eyes narrowed. "I'm not a wuss."

You stuck your tongue out playfully. "Then prove it! Killing those Squid Kids can be a tricky process at times." As you walked passed him, you playfully shoved him as a cocky laugh escaped you. "Who knows? Maybe you'll even upgrade from a twig to a branch."

He could've ignored you, he wanted to ignore you but...as you sauntered away cockily, climbing down one of the ladders into the next level. He couldn't deny that you were interesting despite your need to tease him despite the two of you just meeting, you may have had an annoyingly high urge to tease but...strangely enough?

He liked it.

#stardew valley #stardew farmer #stardew fandom #stardew sebastian #stardew elliott #writing #stardew x reader #elliot x reader #sdv #sdv bachelors #sdv sebastian #sdv elliott #stardew #sdv farmer #sdv x farmer #sdv x reader

[abductedlawnchair]

*ranting and raving and stomping on rooftops and flailing my arms about* HUMANS ARE AMIMALS!!! WE ARE ANIMALS!!! QUIT ACTING LIKE WE'RE NOT!!!

I am so goddamn tired of society acting like we're not!!! I am so goddamn tired of us as a society acting like we are above all the other animals!!! I do not care that we are the apex!!! We are fucking ANIMALS!!! Like, just take a step back and observe us like we have our own nature documentary on Nat Geo or something. Maybe with David Attenborough or whatever, idc. Just imagine it.

We are a species of apes that just so happened to gain the ability of extremely complex and abstract thought, capability of language, an almost absurd level of self-awareness, and the type of intelligence that allowed us to discover, invent, and develop tools. A species of apes that just so happen to have such a crazy level of curiosity that we have the capability to learn about the world around us, and beyond.

The way we learn and develop is fascinating. If you observe a toddler from that standpoint, watching them interact with the world around them, you'd see how natural curiosity is to us, in our human nature. Neil deGrasse Tyson has literally said that children are beings of chaos because they're curious and learning about the world around them.

We all have children in us, just like we have our ancestors in us!!! Our brains are wired like theirs. Relatively, we have been in this state of society for an extremely short amount of time!! Our brains and nervous systems are still wired to survive and keep us safe from predators and other dangers!!

We are social creatures!! We need love and connection to survive!! We can't do things on our own. The only reason we ever got to where we are is because we work together and communicate and share knowledge. The way society is right now is too isolating!! Humans aren't meant to be fighting for a place in society!! Haven't you seen zookeepers?? Or anyone who cares for nature in any capacity?? We have an incredible capacity for compassion and caretaking, because we have the capability to know and understand the inner workings of ourselves and countless other species!! Caretaking and compassion is literally an innate human trait!! We're supposed to take care of each other and the world around us!! We literally are capable of pack bonding with ROOMBAS, for fucks sake!! Little robots that our ape brains see moving around on its own, being part of our homes, and thinks "little guy is alive... I love him"!!! Isn't that beautiful???

We were an evolution of Mother Earth, Herself, to grow Her and expand Her and care for Her!!! Whether you believe in intelligent design or just the absurdity of it all, it still happened like that. We have the capacity to care for Her in an evolved level, yet we're fucking it up so badly right now.

Indigenous cultures have always been on the right track. They've always been right about this. They have always known that we are all pieces of the same organism, just like the atoms and cells and organs and electricity in your body are all part of one body!!

And btw, culture is another HUGE part of us being social creatures!! Being expressive and creative and connected!! That's part of our nature!! We're meant to sing and dance and laugh together!! That connectivity of us being a collective is So Important!!! Making fun of people for being "sheep", or having "herd mentality" every single time is so stupid because yes!!! Yes that's EXACTLY how we are supposed to be!!! We are social creatures, remember?? The whole point is that we do things together!!!

I know how society is rn isn't the end all, be all, but it just breaks my heart that this Capitalism shit goes against some of the most beautiful parts of humanity!! We are animals!!! We are cute and curious and compassionate and social and we need warmth and sunlight and sustenance from the earth and water and sleep and shelter from the elements!! We have instincts just like everything else!! We came from the dust and we will return to the dust because we will always be part of the Earth, just like all the other animals!! And somehow, despite all odds, despite how robotic Capitalism wants us to be, our human nature seeps into everything.

Take care of yourself! You are an animal, after all! <3

*climbs off rooftop... for now*

#humanity #humans as animals #human spirit #and the true nature of humanity #anthropology #nature #human nature #whimsy #childlike wonder #wholesome #ponderings #galaxy brain #ramblings #connectedness #shouting into the tumblr void #soap box

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

The Right Place in Time

Summary: What if Steve was in the woods with Chrissy and Eddie getting weed for his headaches?

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter Three

Steve was on a high. They were all spilling out into the parking lot, talking about how awesome Lucas was. Eddie was hanging off of Steve, both of them beaming with pride. Suddenly, Lucas came rushing at them, grinning widely. Mike and Dustin were the first ones to hug him.

"You were so awesome!" Dustin exclaimed while Mike nodded eagerly. "I'm so glad we didn't miss this."

The rest of Hellfire followed, ending with Steve and Eddie hugging him both.

"Your mother and I are so proud of you!" Eddie said, pinching his cheeks.

"Thanks, dad," Lucas said sarcastically and paused. "I'm glad you guys are getting along."

"Well, Stevie here really put me in my place," Eddie grinned. "Apparently, he collects lost sheep just like I do."

They were having such a good moment, too. Until Jason Carver showed up to ruin it.

"Hey, Sinclair, are these freaks bothering you?" Jason asked him, as if he were doing Lucas a favor.

"No," he replied.

"Cause if they were - "

"They're my friends," Lucas said quickly.

"You're friends with them?" Jason asked.

"I'm in Hellfire too," he replied proudly.

"You never said - " Jason said furiously.

"You never asked," Lucas replied.

"You're so off the team," Jason snarled.

"There's no rules that say he can't play basketball and be in Hellfire, Jason," Chrissy said, coming up behind him. "It was this kind of reaction that he was afraid, which probably led him to not telling you. Besides, you don't have the power to kick him off."

"Chrissy! Babe - "

"Don't you 'babe' me!" Chrissy scowled at him. "I dumped your ass, remember?"

"Are you really defending these guys, Chris? Did they brainwash you?" Jason asked.

"The only brainwashing that happened with me was at the hands of you and my mother. You two were planning my entire life for me!" Chrissy snapped at him.

"We only wanted what was best for you," Jason said.

"By making every little decision for me? What I ate, what I wore?" Chrissy asked. "Fuck that. Fuck you."

"This is your fault," Jason snarled at Eddie. "If your life wasn't hell before - "

"Hey!" Chrissy snapped, stepping close to him, looking deadly. "If you even think about hurting them or go anywhere near them, I will show everyone that picture I took of you. . . I mean, everyone."

"You said you burned that," Jason scowled.

"I took two pictures, Jason," Chrissy said sweetly. "They're off limits, understand?"

"Fine, if you want to be Satan's slut - "

Chrissy fist swung out and slammed into his face. Everyone yelled out in surprise. Jason looked at her with wide eyes, his nose bleeding.

"Being Satan's slut sounds a hell of a lot better than being your little bitch," Chrissy snapped.

Jason scowled, tears in his eyes, and stormed off. Once he was gone, Chrissy clutched her fist, wincing.

"Damn, Chrissy," Eddie grinned as he took her hand, massaging her knuckles.

"I never punched anyone before. It fucking hurts," Chrissy replied and then she watched as the members of Hellfire started to kneel before her. "Uh, what are they doing?"

"All hail Chrissy, Queen of the Freaks," Eddie said and kneeled before her, holding her hand. "We gladly bestow this title upon you, honor bound by your heroics. We thank thee for defending us, our brave Lady of Hellfire."

"Oh my god!" Someone from the parking lot called out. "Eddie Munson's proposing to Chrissy Cunningham!"

"Nope! Nope!" Eddie said quickly and stood up. "That is not what's happening here!"

Chrissy giggled as the person ran off.

"Guys!" The person yelled. "Chrissy defended Eddie Munson against Jason, and now Eddie's asking her to marry him!"

Eddie shrieked and went to chase after the person, but Chrissy pulled him back.

"It's too late, Eddie. They're gone," she laughed. "Besides, it would piss my mother off to hear that we're engaged."

"Well, I do love to piss off controlling parents," Eddie grinned. "Now, how far are you willing to go to piss her off?"

"All the way down the aisle, baby," Chrissy said. "Ooh, even better if I'm very pregnant with your kid."

"Excuse me?" Steve asked.

"Aw, I think he's feeling left out again," Chrissy said.

"Ooh, even better if Steve’s the father of our baby," Eddie said.

"Scandalous!" She gasped.

"Oh, he's thinking about it," Dustin said, pointing at his face. "You can see it in his eyes."

Steve scowled and swiped at his hand as everyone laughed. He was rolling his eyes at them all, but there was a warmth blooming in his chest at the sight of Eddie and Chrissy giggling together. It was quickly disturbed by Robin coming over to the group.

"I just heard a weird rumor that Eddie Munson proposed to Chrissy Cunningham after she kicked Jason Carver's ass. How true is that?" Robin asked the group.

"Well, she definitely punched Jason in the face," Steve smirked proudly. "But the other thing is a misunderstanding."

Suddenly, Vickie was pushing herself through the group to get to Chrissy.

"I heard you're engaged to Eddie, Chrissy. What the hell?" Vickie asked breathlessly.

"Damn, that kid worked fast," Jeff said.

"It's just a rumor, Vickie," Chrissy said. "I did punch Jason though."

"Thank God, I hated guy," Vickie said, and then she noticed Robin standing next to her. "Oh, hey, Robin."

"Hey, Vickie," Robin smiled, her cheeks turning pink.

"Chrissy's my cousin," she explained.

"Oh, I didn't know that, that's cool," Robin said. "Very cool."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

Steve smiled at the exchange. Judging by the way Vickie was looking at Robin, she was very interested.

"You know, we could stand around in the parking lot, or we could go and celebrate Lucas's victory," Jeff said, clapping his hands together.

Nancy approached the group, looking frazzled.

"Well, Mike can't go anywhere. He's got a bedtime tonight," Nancy said.

"Oooh," Jeff, Frank, and Gareth said in unison.

"Shut up!" Mike snapped. "Nancy!"

"What? You've been looking forward to seeing your girlfriend for a while now," Nancy said. "Say goodnight, Mike."

"Can you stop treating me like a little kid?" Mike asked.

"Maybe if you stopped acting like one," Nancy said. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

They all watched in amusement as the siblings bickered all the way to her car.

"Well, Mike's out. Anyone else?" Frank asked.

"Well, I got a deal with Chrissy that we still want to make, right?" Eddie asked.

"I mean, did you want to celebrate first? I would be down with that too," Chrissy asked.

"Hell yeah!" Eddie exclaimed.

"We could also fully initiate Chrissy as our queen," Lucas snickered.

"And officially welcome Steve as Hellfire's den mother. He does make the brownies I bring," Dustin laughed.

"You make them? What's your secret?" Eddie asked with narrowed eyes.

"You have to be a Harrington to know the recipe," Steve said.

"Quick, Chrissy, marry Steve and then tell me the recipe!" Eddie exclaimed, and she laughed. "Hell. You know, what? If I marry you, Steve, then can I know your recipe? I would be even more eager to do it knowing how illegal it is."

He wiggled his eyebrows at Steve.

"It'd been even more illegal if we all married each other," Chrissy giggled.

"That's polygamy, Chrissy," Dustin said matter of factly.

"I know," Chrissy whispered. "I'm a polygamist."

"Oh! That's cool," Dustin said, glancing at Steve and Eddie, who were sharing an amused look. "Oh! That explains so much now."

"My mother always hated when I learned what that word meant," Chrissy said. "I think that's why she's so hard on me."

"Your heart has always been big enough for more than one person," Vickie grinned.

"Come on, let's go celebrate!" Chrissy grinned excitedly. "Wait. . .where are we going?"

"Skull Rock," Eddie grinned.

"Isn't that where people like to make out?" Steve asked.

"That's where you like to make out," Eddie grinned. "It's where Corroded Coffin likes to party."

Chrissy let out a whoop and began doing cart wheels in the parking lot. Steve watched on, smiling at her as her flips got more impressive. Other people still loitering in the parking lot started to cheer her on, and then she stopped. She spread her arms out wide and started to spin around. Steve’s eyes focus on her smile and the way her hair flips around her, the lights overhead lighting her up. It was almost as if she was glowing and the way she moved. . .it was almost magical. Suddenly, the lights started to flicker. The bulb needed to be changed.

"I'm free as a bird," she yelled out and for a moment her eyes landed on Steve as well as Eddie.

Suddenly, she stopped, her back to them, and her arms flopped to her side. She wasn't moving at all now, and the lights were flickering in more than one spot.

"Chrissy?" Steve called out.

Chapter Four

#stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson lives #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x eddie munson #hellcheer #chrissy cunningham x steve harrington #cheerscoops #chrissy cunningham x steve harrington x eddie munson #hellcheerington #steddissy #bisexual steve harrington #bisexual eddie munson #bisexual chrissy cunningham #bi4bi4bi #stranger things fanfiction

[thalassic-p4rk]

yall.

yall.

Y A L L

*deep breaths*

*stares intently*

so. y’all know simon greenall is the speaking voice of barnacles. i’m sure some of you know that he’s had a different singing voice since the beginning. up through season 4, barnacles’ singing vocals are done by ross breen, and then (above and) beyond that, we don’t talk about it. but anyways, ross breen is not only an incredible singer, but he sounds so much like greenall that the majority of people don’t know the difference until they look it up, myself included.

so as you may have gathered, i like to do a deep dive on the actors and voice actors behind my comfort characters. do you know how much i had to dig to find that clip of greenall jumping off the pier? it was in his showreel compiled by his agent, ruth young. that’s how deep i dig. i also found a sex scene, but that’s irrelevant.

SO last night, i was bored, and since i wasn’t satisfied by the amount of comfort content i collected from my simon greenall dig, i said fuck it and looked into ross breen.

besties baby boos. girly pops. homies. queerly beloved.

i found a goldmine.

may i present to you, captain barnacles’ spotify:

AND IT ACTUALLY SLAPS??? LIKE, I’D LISTEN TO THIS SHIT REGARDLESS OF WHO WROTE AND SANG IT. ITS FUCKING GORGEOUS, AND IT ONLY HAS 48 MONTHLY LISTENERS. SO YALL BEST GET ON THAT.

and if there was any doubt that this was barnacles, i’d say this proves it FHJFDHH:

LIKE. GRRRRRRRRRRRR /VPOS.

‼️‼️BUT WAIT, IT GETS BETTER‼️‼️

BECAUSE in 2020ish, bestie boo bear rebranded. that’s right. this man has TWO SPOTIFIES!!!!

may i present to you…

✨Jazzy Comfort Barnacles✨

no i am not okay.

it only has 3 songs on the second spotify, but those three songs man. i will be posting about them separately bc holy fucking shit, it’s all comfort.

i fell asleep last night with “Flowing to you, Flowing Through” on loop and woke up feeling. so safe. i’m. it gives somewhere over the rainbow vibes yk? it’s bjarki’s song. and it just hits so fucking close to home lyrically for personal reasons and. ugh. later. this post is long enough as it is.

OH. AND IT HAS <1000 LISTENS. GIVE THIS MAN SOME LOVE GUYS. WE NEED TO FIX THAT.

his first spotify, ross breen, has several full-length albums. so far, we’ve only listened to one, “when i met the devil,” which came out in 2011 and is ALL BANGERS. we’ve only gotten through the one album bc we’ve been looping it all day. it has 15 songs, but quite a few instrumental transition tracks, so it comes to a little under 40 mins. my favorite songs are “when i met the devil,” “elephant’s foot” (which i will also expand upon in its own post), “life support,” “thin sheep,” and “jigsaw.” my favorite more chill songs are “monet,” and “keep the light on,” which made me cry like a baby during class.

from ross a., my favs are “flowing to you, flowing through” obviously, and “be ok”, which also made me sob hysterically and will be getting its own post too.

in conclusion:

#octonauts #octonauts fandom #captain barnacles #coral’s silly little thoughts #octonauts a&b #octonauts above and beyond #i am not okay #at all #captain barnacles is my comfort character #ross breen #small artist #go support him #please #i need him to gain popularity so he’ll post the lyrics to elephants foot #and every other song #please i’m not okay #i need it #Spotify

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

A Chaotic Introduction - S.Harrington

Summary - Steve and Y/N have been together for a few months, the kids being friends with both of them and having no idea that they're dating. Steve finally introduces her as his girlfriend to the group and chaos ensues.

Pairings - Steve Harrington x KindaGoth!Fem! Reader

Based on this request from @afraidofshrimp

Warnings - Female Reader, use of Y/N, drug use(weed), Steve is a cutie in love

Author’s note - For the goth aspect of the reader, I was thinking more of Allison Reynolds from The Breakfast Club. Still gothic but not like anything crazy.

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Steve had been talking about this new girl he was seeing constantly. They had started dating a few months back after being introduced through Eddie. She was way out of Steve’s league but they were happy together, he couldn’t fathom how she was willing to date him, someone who was the king of Hawkins turned loser, the kind of guy to make fun of the kind of girl she was. Steve was never a bully though, he played along with Tommy and Carol but never actually went out of his way unless it was to protect someone. 

So imagine his surprise when she agreed to go on a date, and then another and then another and then finally agreeing to be his girlfriend after the third date. She loved the fact that Steve was a gentleman, that he loved her with his whole heart and cared about her more than himself. 

He was constantly rambling about her and she was constantly rambling about him. The younger teens of the group were curious about who they were both talking about, begging the couple to meet their significant others not knowing it was each other. They had agreed, Steve saying that he would introduce her at the next movie night at his house. So as the movie night approached and everyone in the group slowly filed into his house, they were getting eager to see who the mystery girl was. 

“She’s upstairs getting ready, give her a few minutes, will ya?” Steve told the kids as they pestered him as to her whereabouts. 

“Steven, how’s the relationship going? You treating her good?” Eddie questioned him.

“You know I am Munson. I’d never hurt her,” He told her best friend.

“That is the correct answer. I’ll keep the little sheep distracted for a bit so you can check on her.” Steve mouthed a thank you to the rocker before sneaking his way upstairs to his room. She was sitting on the edge of his bed with a mirror compact in one hand and an eyeliner pencil in the other. He watched from the doorway as she lined her eyes with the black pencil, smudging it a little bit with her fingers before closing the compact and looking at her boyfriend. 

“Hi handsome! You excited for movie night?” She asked him with a smile.

“Only because you’re here. You ready to head down?” He replied with a wink as he walked towards her. She nodded causing him to hold out his hand for her to grab, helping her up off of the bed. 

“Can I get a kiss first? I’ve been neglected today,” She pouted at him causing him to chuckle.

“I’m sorry, my poor baby hasn’t gotten her kisses today. Let’s make this right.” 

Steve leaned down and kissed her deeply, making her let out a squeak of surprise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Just as he felt her tongue on his lips, his name was screamed out from the bottom of the stairs. “Fucking Dustin, I swear. That kid had no patience. Wait a damn minute Henderson!” He swore before shouting back at the boy. She laughed loudly, kissing his cheek before taking his hand once more. Steve stole one more little peck before guiding her to the stairs. “Go wait on the couch! You’re gonna spoil the surprise!” He scolded the younger kids. There was a collective groan before a chorus of shuffling to the living room.

The pair took their time going down the stairs, just to irk the younger ones a little more. They walked into the living room hand in hand, a dramatic gasp coming from Dustin. “I thought you and Eddie were dating! It was Steve this whole time!?” He shouted in surprise.

“Mike, you owe me 20 bucks,” Max said casually with a smirk on her face.

“Since when!? You don’t hide things from me Steve! I feel betrayed!” Dustin continued, “And you! Don’t get me started with you! It’s like seeing my sister date my brother! It’s gross!”

“Eww Dustin! Never say that again! I’m gonna puke,” Y/N complained.

“Wait a second, why aren’t you surprised?” Dustin pointed at Eddie with an interrogative look on his face.

“Because I set them up. Of course I’m not surprised. Harrington is just her type and princess is just his type. Perfect couple right there, all thanks to me,” Eddie bragged with a proud gleam in his eye.

The couple listened to everyone bicker back and forth about keeping secrets and lying, slowly backing out of the room and towards the back door. They escaped without notice, finding peace outside in the cold winter air. Her free hand dug into her pocket, searching around before pulling out quickly with a proud smile. Between her black manicured fingers was a rolled joint. “I rolled it when I was hiding upstairs, you wanna share?”

Steve pulled a lighter from his pocket, flicking the ignitor until a flame appeared. Y/N held the joint to her lips as Steve lit the tip, inhaling the smoke, letting it sit in her lungs for a moment before exhaling. She held the joint out to Steve who took a hit from the joint in her hand. Even outside they could still hear the arguing of the rest of the group but they were just enjoying each other’s company. Ignoring the noise coming from inside and focusing on each other. 

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #dustin #eddie #steve harrington x you #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington imagine #stranger things #steve stranger things #stranger things fandom #request

[stitchpunk1]

YO GUESS WHOS HERE TO TALK ABOUT HAZBIN FANKID OCS BITCHES!

Yeah Ive been wanting to do this for a bit but been super fucking lazy. Got some other fandom ones too I wanna talk about but what with Hazbins first season ending wanna talk about mine with a few tweaks I've done plus one I forgot to add in the last one. I will put this one under spoilers sense the eps just came out and now I have to change shit around till season two for a few of them.

First I have Lucy(used to be Mara and cliche name I know but i like it). She is Charlie and Vaggies kid and named after her grandpa(who spoilers her fucking ROTTEN). Kinda got a design in my head for her that goes with a lamb/goat theme because she is half demon and half angel. Shes got charlies blond hair but more in Vaggies short style and its slightly curly. Shes also got the little hooves, sheep ears and eyes are that horizontal goat type. Like before she is still an absolute artist and loves doing bigger art installations around hell. She ends up dating Husks daughter Heather when they get older.

Second we have Isabella who is by blood Angel and Alastors daughter but her other dad is Husk and sister is Heather. Still got the same design for her that shes a bit more centaur deer like. Shes got the ears(and tail because I'm not giving that headcanon up) of Alastor but with Angels color scheme and fur and kinda a mix of spider claws/hooves(trying to picture her like head/hair in my mind has been a BITCH trying to not just think of it as a carbon copy of Angel). Recently she has become absolutely fucking unhinged as a child in discussions with Musekicker. She is 100% a cannibal and loves to take bites out of people out of pure curiosity of how they taste(leading to many many child leashes that she usually manages to chew her way out of). I like to think that she becomes popular on the hell version of tiktok with cottagecore vibes with a mix of her cannibalism. Dunno why but I like to think that if Alastor sheds his antlers she collects them and makes them into headbands she wears(also uses them to stab people).When older she ends up dating Moxxie and Millies daughter Mable.

Heather is just Huskys by blood and a one night stand but after becoming a couple with Angle and Alastor they become her parents too and Isabella her sister. Every time I think of her design all I can picture is something like Sawyer from Cats Dont Dance. Shes mostly white with a bit of her dads dark grey. Her face all around is just a pure resting bitch face even if she isnt mad or in a bad mood("its literally just my face" is something she has to say a lot). Her biggest secret is how much she LOVES to sing especially musicals and wants to be a stage performer but she thinks she could never make it. She does start to try out in school or any local theater productions thanks to Lucys encouragement. I like to think that after quitting Mammon that even Fizz sometimes does shows for fun and he kinda mentors her after seeing her talent.

Two more to go! Vea is Val and Voxs little accident that they just decide to keep around. She looks mostly like a moth demon but more bluish and sometimes has a little bit of electricity that goes between her antenna. Shes pretty powerful as she can sometimes match Voxs powers if he say fucks around and locks electronics or tv channels. She ends up not exactly running away from home but just kind of wandering away as her parents pay her little to no mind. She ends up at the hotel and kinda taken in by everyone after they learn her story. She ends up becoming the hotels electrician and is fucking terrified of Niffty.

Lastly is one I forgot on my last post who I am not sure what to do with her after the last episode. Her name is Pia and she is Pen and Arackniss kid. Body type she looks mostly like Niss with a little snake tail but she can go full naga like with extra arms/legs when she wants. She has a hood/hair like Pen and is insanely venomous(took me like ten tries to fucking spell that right) do to being half snake/spider. If Pen is in heaven whenever these kids are around she is raised by Niss who stays around the hotel more to take care of her/keep her from his father(who you know is a fucking prick). When he isnt around Angel takes care of his niece. Shes mostly quiet and keeps to herself but she loves weapons of all kinds, being an absolutely crack shot with most firearms.

#hazbin hotel spoilers #stitches ocs #vaggie #hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #angel dust #alastor #husk #vox #valentino #sir pentious #arackniss

[orchideous-nox]

katieeeee tell me fucked up rosekiller headcanons please < 3 i need you to be as fucked up as possible you know what this is for : )

oooooh okay this could be fun.

You know in that song from Heathers called Kindergarten Boyfriend where Martha says she kept Ram's scab in a locket? Evan definitely has a scab of Barty's in a locket.

I touched on this in one of my fics, but I think Evan gets off on Barty's mouthiness getting him in trouble/fights so he can fuck him to make him feel better.

Bitey Crouch Jr is canon but I don't even mean just in a sexual context. Evan purposely aggravates Barty to bite him if his last bruise or bite mark is fading.

Barty gets hard when Evan starts rambling about bodily anatomy, he's just a bit weird like that.

Evan likes to go on little trips to rural places and walk around collecting sheep bones and teeth to study and clean up and put in glass jars at their home. Scotland is a really good place to do this....not from experience or anything.

Neither of them have to worry about the other getting jealous because they're both fucked up enough that nobody would dare try flirting with them. Plus, they're like constantly clinging to each other so there's no point.

If they were going to be murder husbands, they would definitely try and get a threesome with the victim first. That's how they lure them in.

Not fucked up, but for Halloween they both dressed up as Regulus one year because "the scariest thing you can be is in love with James Potter".

If someone walks in on them fucking they don't care, it is an honour and a privilege to watch those two fuck so they just carry on. In fact, they're extra loud in the hopes someone walks in. They don't care who is in the next room.

They're banned from every sex shop within a 50 mile radius of where they live, they're local legends on the Facebook groups. They're also banned from the premises of some hospitals, taxidermy places and butchers because they keep turning up and asking "any fresh ones?" and refusing to elaborate.

The police are aware of how many times they've turned up to hardware stores trying to buy heavy duty chains, knives, barbed wire etc and openly told the shop assistant that it's a sex thing.

I hope some of these are fucked up enough for you, I sprinkled some silly ones in there for the fun of it < 3

#rosekiller #rosekiller headcanon #barty crouch jr headcanons #evan rosier headcanon #marauders #slytherin skittles #marauders era #marauders fandom #the marauders #maraudersera #dead gay wizards #the marauders era #barty crouch jr #bcj #evan rosier #evan x barty #barty crouch junior #barty x evan

[moonlitempty]

“It’s our basic human right to be fuck-ups. This civilisation was founded on fuck-ups!”

And after roughly 3 weeks of waiting, hoping, and constant refreshing of the tracking page, here it is finally, I am able to hold it, and see it, and analyse every intricate little detail of its design, and its packaging. And it makes me feel somewhat fulfilled.

I honestly keep struggling to find the words for this caption, my thoughts are all over the place and it feels like no praise or fawning will suffice, no amount of love dumping will be nearly enough to describe how absolutely lovely this record is.

The World’s End is a film I was afraid I wouldn’t like, even when I was just getting into The Cornetto Trilogy and familiarising myself with everything around it, I could just TELL The World’s End was, not quite a black sheep, but the odd one out in the trilogy. I saw hordes and hordes of people rave over Shaun (rightfully), I saw thousand of dedicated followers of Fuzz (VERY rightfully), but at most I saw a couple hundred people campaigning for End to have more recognition. So when it came to finally watch it for the first time, I was honestly nervous and I vividly remember I had to keep pausing the movie over and over again whenever Gary said or did something dumb, I felt bad for him, he seemed enthusiastic and he longed for his old life with his friends and none of them even trusted him. So that set a very specific lens quite early on that I saw the whole movie throughout, and I think it actually helped me appreciate the movie from the get-go.

So I decided to put my big boy pants on, stop systematically pausing the movie, and sit through it, no more pauses or interruptions.

•“12 Historic Ale Houses!”

I quickly found myself enamoured with End, I loved the unapologetic and almost blatant Sci-Fi route of the film, after all, Sci-Fi in general is a genre I hardly consume, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that this film alone opened the doors of the genre to my once closed eyes. I grew to love the characters oddly quickly, my stand-outs obviously being Gary and Andy, but I also made room in my heart for Sam and Steven (the only survivors, ha!)

Also, it may have been the Blu-Ray doing its Blu-Ray thing but I thought the film looked PHENOMENAL, easily the most visually interesting film out of the Three, maybe it was also the use of more contemporary cameras and technology, it was an absolute treat to the eyes. The filmmaking and directing choices have been pointed out time and time again, Edgar Wright has the best directing style of any modern filmmaker.

But let’s get to the main subject, the soundtrack!

•The World’s End: Original Movie Score (Mondo Exclusive , Pressed on Crowning Glory Ale Vinyl)

This is a beautiful little record! It’s easily one of the prettiest in my entire collection, usually a splatter vinyl like this is pretty hit or miss, I’ve had my fair share of less than stellar records, but this one NAILED IT! I don’t know if you can tell from the pictures, but this record looks EXACTLY like a nice, cold, foamy and enriching pint of Ale, and the design of the centre labels is oddly satisfying, I lack the right words to describe it, but the entire film carries a sort of “vintage-ish” aesthetic in its graphic design and motifs, hopefully I’m making myself clear with that. It’s a mix of vintage and modern, if I had to describe it!

The record is very nice to the touch, it’s solid and quite heavyweight (which is a reassurance when it comes to vinyl), and it looks absolutely stunning when held up to the light. A detail I love is how the labels seem to slowly uncover the presence of The Network as they go on, by Side D the centre label makes it awfully clear that The Network is, a) a thing, and b) present everywhere in Newton Haven.

In the gimmick/fun little trinkets department, we have a small pamphlet! Styled as a tourist guide for the pubs in Newton, it features a full map of the town (the one Gary used to mark up the pubs), and the commentaries by both Edgar Wright and the composer Steven Price, these are frankly a treat to read and give so much more insight into not only the making of the score, but also the deeper meaning of the score, what Prince intended to transmit with the creative decisions he made while making and building the score, it makes listening to it a much more rewarding experience.

This will be forever one of my favourite items I’ve ever owned, period. Not favourite vinyl records, or movie memorabilia, items in general. And I feel immensely grateful to not only have it and hold it, but to also share it with everyone in a cohesive and engaging way. Writing this post has been an absolute privilege! Hopefully it is mildly decent and not just another one of my soliloquies.

If you got all the way here, you have my eternal gratitude and I love u mwah. here’s a cookie for your troubles 🍪

Let’s Boo-Boo.

#the cornetto trilogy #simon pegg #nick frost #edgar wright #the worlds end #gary king #andy knightley #vinyl #soundtrack #mondo #original score #vinylcollector #vinylcollection #vinyl records

[ameonds-dragonn]

Modern hotd au- Getting together with Aemond

Warnings: mentions of past relationships, cheating/abuse mentioned, Aegon(yes!), fem fingering, height differences, protective Helana, shitty family(?)

A/n: my Google doc messed up so I apologize if I missed any grammar or spelling errors. I went over it three times and I was getting a headache finishing this up 💗

You met Helana in English class in college, she was a little weird but nothing you couldn’t handle. You were the oldest sibling and the black sheep. She told you her love for bugs and other animals. Her family, her vinyl collection. You got your soulmate of a best friend that day.

Your family was miles and miles away from campus, it was summer break. You didn’t have money to fly home and didn’t want to deal with your family anyways. Helena told you her mother invited you over for the summer. “Y/n, you’re coming with me. We have the room, believe me”

“Hel, I’ll be fine here. I’ll come visit” you stubbed up

“Hey Helen! Your bags packed?” A tall blond stood at your door

“Yes and throw Y/n over your shoulder” Helana smiled

“God, you’re a brat Hel. I’ll go” I sighed

Helena went to get our bags, leaving me and her brother alone.

“So are you Aegon?” I asked, feeling the tension grow

“No no. I’m Aemond” He grinned

“Sorry, Hel never showed me pictures of you guys” I blushed

“It’s okay, love”

You guys pulled up the mansion, it was like a castle almost. Hel was fucking rich rich.

Their mother, Alicent, rushed out the door. Hugging Helena, “Oh my sweet girl. I missed you so much!”

“Missed you too, Mom” she grinned

I stood there, not sure what to do or say

“You must be Y/n. I’ve heard so much about you” Alicent pulled me into a hug

“Yes. I hope all good things, Mrs. Targaryen” I smiled, as she let go

“Call me Alicent or mom, please. Makes me feel old” she smiled

“Of course” I gave a small smile

Ameond smiled as took the bags in

“Aemond, I can take my bags in myself” I said as he walked inside.

“Criston, can you show Y/n her room?” Alicent asked a dark headed man. He was really pretty, like exotic beauty.

“Of course. Need me to get your bag, love?” Criston asked me

“Huh. Oh no I’m good” I said

Criston showed me my room

“Helana’s room is the fourth one down on right, bathroom is across the hall. Aemond is on your right, Aegon is on down the hall to far left”

“Thank you, Criston” I nodded as he left

Helana walked in after, “Hey beautiful!”

“Hi babe, nice place you got” I grinned

“Thank you! I was wondering if you were up for a swim or we can sun tan. Well I’ll

mostly burn” She smiled

“Makes both of us, I’m from the North remember” I nudged her lightly

“Did you bring any swimsuits? I have some or Mom wouldn’t mind you borrowing one”

“I have some from spring break, Helly”

Helana was in the kitchen, in her bathing suit. Her mother was looking at a cookbook, Aemond was pouring a drink. Another blonde guy was sitting at the bar.

“Oh there you are!” Helana said, sitting her cup in the sink.

Aemond and her other brother were frozen, well Aemond was. Her brother stood up

“I forgot Helana was bringing a friend over. I’m Aegon and your name, gorgeous?” Aegon stood in front of me, smiling.

“Y/n, and you’re not her type, Aeg” Helana dragged me with her

“Sorry about my dumb older brother” Helana said

“It’s okay, I’m used to it. How do you know my type?” I asked

“Well I mean I’ve seen the guys you brought around. And I was saving you from him and his perv tendencies” Helana folded her towel out

“Right. Thanks”

We were floating around, blasting music. I know it probably pissed Alicent off. Helana was belting out to Warrants cherry pie.

“You kinda look like Janie” I giggled as I seen Aemond walking towards us. I straightened my top and laid more attractive.

He had a couple plates in his hands, Aegon was walking with cups. “What are you doing? I was coming back for the drinks” Aemond looked at his brother.

“Getting laid” Aegon smirked

“Oh thanks guys” Helana said, jumping off her float.

I trailed behind her, still nervous being here and everyone looking at me with awe. “Come on, Y/n”

“Playboy, huh?” Aegon smirked

“What? Oh yeah” I sat down, pulling my towel around my body. Aemond tried seeing what his brother was talking about.

Aemond grabbed Aegon by his hood and dragged him along, “Enjoy”

“Is Aegon like this with all your friends?” I asked, drinking the water.

“You’re my only friend, remember? And he’s like this with women in general” Helana replied.

Alicent had a huge dinner made for our arrival, and invited their older sister and their nephews. It made me even more nervous, more people watching me eat. Helana was blow drying her hair, “You think I could get close to this color?” I grinned.

“Can’t get this in a bottle, boo” She shot back

“Okay so Rhaenyra is my dad’s daughter from another marriage. Her and mom are good friends, well after Aemond was born they became friends again. Jace is the oldest one, he’s 17, Luke is 14, Joffrey is 10. Uncle Harwin is back in town too and Uncle Daemon and his girls are coming too” Helana said

“How big is your family?” I laughed.

“That’s just my fathers side, I think my grandfather is coming too”

“Yay! We stan peepaw Otto in this house, wish he was cooking” I cheered. “I know, his cooking is out of this world”

“Kids come down!” Alicent yelled

Otto, Visreys, Alicent, I assumed Rhaenyra and her husband stood at the doorway. “Oh Nrya! This is Y/n, Helana’s best friend from

school” Alicent smiled

“Hello Y/n, you look lovely in that dress” Rhaenyra smiled and kissed my cheek.

“Thank you! You look lovely yourself, but you’re a model so that’s natural” I blushed.

She smiled, “You know my work?”

“Yeah, you were my favorite supermodel growing up. Still are, miss seeing you walk” I replied.

“Thank you, Y/n. This is my husband, Harwin”

“Hi Y/n” Harwin shook my hand

Nrya introduced me to her boys before I went to say hi to Otto.

“Hi darling! How are you?” Otto grinned and pulled me into a hug

“Hi Papaw. I’m need for your famous soup again” I grinned

“Oh it’s not that good, kid”

“Please! It brought me back from the dead after I got frat flu” I smiled.

We made it to the dining room, the table was 6ft long and chairs were miles long. I sat between Helana and Aemond, Aegon gave Aemond a nasty look. The cook brought out the food as we talked. “You look really pretty tonight,” Aemond whispered.

“Thank you” I blushed, looking in my lap

“Don’t be shy. I’m not that mean” Aemond joked

“There’s ten new people here and I’m in a different house. Of course, I’m gonna be shy and nervous” I spat back.

“Don’t be. They’re gonna talk for hours and forget us kids are even here” Aemond patted my hand that was on the armrest.

I smiled, slowly getting used to the tall blond.

“Y/n, honey! What’s your major again?” Alicent smiled.

“Civil engineering” I smiled back

Everyone looked at me

“She is more than just beauty ?” Helana said, taking everyone off of me. Thank you my sweet friend! You’re an Angel!

After dinner, the adults went into the living room, chatting randomly. Aegon left after dinner, Helana went to go change and show Balea something in her room. I just stood in the doorway, lost.

“You want to go outside with me?” Aemond asked, brushing a hand over my shoulder

“Sure”

“Did Hel tell you about Vhgar?” Aemond asked

“Yes, the dog you ‘stole’ from the shelter?” I giggled.

“She was gonna be put down, I wanted to give her a good rest of her life” Aemond said, offended.

“Well, I find it sweet. You took her to enjoy her last days” I smiled

“She is still raising hell. She was just depressed at the shelter” Aemond smirked

“Is that where you’re taking me?”

He nodded

Vghar was sleeping as we approached, she sniffed some. “Vghar” Aemond whispered

“Hey, you hungry? I know you are” Aemond crouched down, rubbing her head. Vghar woke up to the mention of food. Aemond had snuck some leftovers, before we went out. I smiled at them, he really loved the old Great Dane. It was sweet. “Helana brought a friend home for the summer” He patted her side as he stood up. He gave me come either moniton. Vghar was done with her dinner, looking up at Aemond.

“Vghar, this is Y/n. Y/n, Vghar” Aemond smiled.

“Hi Vghar” I smiled, letting her sniff my hand.

She stuck her paw up for me to shake back

“You are the cutest, honey. Yeah, so pretty” I giggled, talking to her in a baby voice. I heard Aemond stifled a laugh. “Wanna come sleep with me? Huh?” I rubbed her ears. A loud rumble of a car came down the driveway. Aemond rolled his eyes, Vghar growled. “I take she don’t like Aegon” I asked

“No, he doesn't like her either” Aemond replied, fixing his jacket.

“Hey gorgeous! Miss me?” He winked as he shut his door

“Not in the slightest” I shot back

Aegon rolled his eyes and went into the house.

Two weeks later

Helana and Alicent went into town for some stuff for the house. I woke up with a migraine so I stayed behind. It was 8:15am when I walked into the hall. It was quiet, Visreys was at work, the other girls were gone. Aegon dont wake up until 2pm. Wonder where Aemond is.

I heard rock music as I walked down the stairs. It was coming from the basement, so I opened the door to the basement. Even the basement is nice and shit. Aemond was shirtless, hair was pulled away from his face. He was bench pressing not realizing he had an audience.

He finally noticed me there

“Hey you need something?” He laid the bars on the rack.

“No, just woke up. Helana went with your mom” I shook my head

“Why didn’t you go?”

“Migraine” I replied

“Did my music wake you? I’m sorry” Aemond walked over to me

“No no. I couldn’t sleep anymore, you didn’t I promise” I smiled

“I’m gonna shower, I need to run into town. Wanna come with?” Aemond asked

“To town or the shower?” I smirked

Aemond blushed at what I said

“To uh town”

I watched him run up the stairs, he shut the door behind him and I heard him run more. I laughed. He is gonna be fun to mess with.

I took a shower as well, it helped my migraine too. Helana told me i could use anything I need, now realizing I forgot my hair dryer back at our campus apartment. Thank god for Hel and her kindness.

Aemond knocked on the door, I grinned.

“Come in” I said putting mascara on

“Wow. You ready?” Aemond asked, looking me up and down.

I giggled, passing by him. Aemond slowly trailed behind me.

Aemond opened the door to a pagan store. I knew Helana was into witchcraft but Aemond? Well he is mysterious.

I was looking at rack of clothes they had, a little past the register. A tall dark headed guy was talking to Aemond. “Well, don’t you have a type. She’s cute” I heard the dark haired one say.

“What? No, she's my sister’s friend. I didn’t want her alone with Aegon waking up soon” Ameond replied.

“Yeah and she looks like Alys by the way” the guy laughed.

Aemond watched the guy walk into the back of the store. He looked offended. He flicked his gaze to me, “Did you find something?”

“Oh no” I shook my head

“Let’s go then”, Aemond walked to the door, holding it open for me. We walked down the strip, Aemond was quiet. I knew who Alys was and what she looked like. Helana showed me after they broke up. Apparently Alys had been cheating on Aemond. Aemond was heartbroken, he really loved her.

She was a dark hair beauty, I had to admit she was gorgeous but I wasnt her twin. The guy had to be stoned or something. I finally broke the tension around us.

“You good?”

“Yeah, why?” Aemond sighed

“No reason” I decided to leave him alone and cross my arms over my chest as we walked more.

We were driving back to his house, when he spoke again.

“Sorry about Nikki”

“Who?” I looked at him

“Guy at the store this morning. I’m not sure if you heard him but he was kinda talking about you. It wasn’t nice okay” Aemond said

I giggled, “Not the first, a guy has been a prev to me”

“Even so. He’s an asshole” Aemond said, shutting off his car

Helana and Alicent were back, looks like Aegon was home, or at least waking up.

“Hey, I had a good time. Thanks for bringing me along” I smiled at Aemond

“No problem” He nodded before hugging Alicent.

“Oh thank you, son. I forgot about this today” Alicent kissed his cheek.

I seen Helana outside at the garden

“Hey you” I smiled, sitting down next to her

“Hi. Did you have a good date with Aemond?” Helana asked.

“It wasn’t a date. He kinda ignored me after we left the witch store” i replied, laying my head on her shoulder.

“Why did he do that?”

“I overheard the dude at the register, talking about how Aemond has a type and I look similar to Alys. He got pissed and we left. We got coffee and he paid. But it was quiet until we got into the driveway.” I scoffed. I started feeling offended he was being a prick

“He’s stupid. It’s been a year since he dumped her, and you are way prettier than Alys. Mom didn’t like her and she likes everyone” Helana said, grabbing her phone.

“What are you doing?” I asked

“Chewing my brother out”

“STOP! It’s fine” I tried getting her phone from her but she got up.

“Helana, seriously. Stop, I don’t want him knowing he made me feel shitty” I sighed

She hit the delete button and showed me she had deleted it.

“He does something stupid again I’ll kill this time” Helana said

It was dinner time, this time it was just Alicent and the kids. This time I sat next to Aegon and Helana’s left side. “Well hi there, did my brother bore you today?” Aegon smirked.

“No, barely talked to me but other than it was fine” I smirked

“Cole, can you get Aemond to come down” Visyres asked

“Awh I’m sorry he neglected you. I’m down the hall if you get lonely” Aegon rubbed his hand on my knee

I giggled

Aemond walked in and sat next to Alicent, in front of me. He looked at Aegon and then me. I raised my eyebrow at him, looking at him.

“I’ve failed as your big brother, Aem. I would have amused treating a lady would have come naturally to you. Here’s rule number four, when you take a girl out. You have to talk to her and knowledge her too” Aegon smirked, moving his hand up my leg. Making sure Aemond saw his hand move up my thigh more. I wanted to make him jealous, not pissed and thinking I’m a slut.

“Aegon, leave your brother alone” Visyres said

Aegon laughed, smirking at his brother

Helana was talking to me about this bug she seen on a documentary she watched while I was out. I forgot about Aegon and his hands.

“They can have 1000 to 8000 eggs each birth they have. It’s weird how they give birth” Helana continued

Aegon slipped his hand between my thigh, not thinking about it I opened my legs more out of instinct. I reached for my cup as he rubbed the outside of my panties. I choked as he slid my panties to the side.

“You alright, darling?” Alicent looked at me

“Yeah, went down the wrong way” I gave her a small smile

I reached under the table, to remove Aegon’s hand away from me. He smirked, grazing my thigh one last time. Aemond looked at me and rolled his eyes. “Mom, can I be excused?”

“Sure, honey. You feeling okay?” Alicent asked

“Just a headache” Aemond walked out of the dining room

Helana asked to be excused so I followed her not wanting to be left alone with Aegon again.

I excused myself to get a drink and Helana a cup of ice. I had paws walking around.

Probably Sunfyre or Dream messing around

“Vghar, sit still” Aemond spoke

Shit! Go back! Helana will wonder where her ice is, be a big girl. Just ignore him and run back.

I walked in, seeing Vghar wagging her tail. “Hi pretty girl” I petted her. She didn’t deserve to be ignored even though her own was kinda a dick

“Was having Aegon fingering you at dinner fun?” Aemond spat

“Didn’t think you saw what happened past my eyes. Considering you were trying to burn my head” I scoffed, pouring myself some juice.

“I watched his hand slowly go down your back and your legs. Didn’t think a engineering major would act so stupid?” Aemond shot back

“Why do you care who I let into my pants? Why did you blow me off after that dude mentioned Alys? I heard him Aemond, he wasn’t being a jerk” I scoffed, pushing by him.

“Maybe because I love you and don’t want my brother’s nasty fingers on you. And don’t talk about her like you know her. You only know her because Helana” Aemond grabbed my arm, jeering me closer to him.

I jerked my arm back, “Quit! Sorry I made you mad” I whined.

Aemond let go and looked like I had burnt him. “Who hit you, Y/n?”

I shook my head

“Y/n, don’t make me go ask Helana. You know she’ll tell me” Aemond spoke softly

“Fine. My ex. Can I go now?” I sighed

“Which one?”

“Why you only know them because of Helana” I pushed pass him again and walked upstairs

“Did you get lost?” Helana giggled as she scrolled through Netflix.

“No, I ran into Aemond” I shut the door behind me.

A few hours later, Helana passed out. She had me pinned and I was trying to get away without waking her.

I walked to room when someone jerked me into their room, I screamed but they had their on my mouth.

“Shh, it’s me” I heard Aemond whisper

“What do you want? Scared me half to death” I sighed

“I’m sorry for today and in the kitchen earlier” Aemond said, looking down at me.

“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let Aegon touch me tonight” I said, grabbing his hand

“If he touches you again, I’ll beat his ass. Just let me know, okay, Princess?” Aemond whispered.

He looked really pretty right now. His lips looked so good

“Can I kiss you? If you want” Aemond brushed a piece of my hair out of my face

I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him

“You talk too much”

Aemond laughed

We kissed for a while, Aemond suggested a movie after. I was exhausted from today and everything that happened I feel asleep

It was morning, i could feel the light coming through his curtains. I laid my head on his chest, rubbing my finger down his chest. Aemond pulled me into his side, settling back down.

“Aemond! Wake up” Daeron said

Aemond shot up, making me fall into the bed “What is it, D?”

“Breakfast. Aren’t you supposed to be in your own room?” Dareon smiled at the scene

“Get out” Aemond threw a pillow at the teenager.

“You okay?” Aemond turned his head at me

“I’m good” I laid my chin on his shoulder

“Y/n?” Aemond asked

“Mhmm” I hummed, twisting a piece of his hair

“Are you seeing anyone?” Aemond grabbed my hand

“No, why?” I looked at him

“Cause I want you to be my girlfriend” Aemond said

“Okay” i replied, smiling

“So?”

“So what?”

“Yes or no? Don’t leave me hanging, Doll!” Aemond smirked

“Ask me the right way” I looked up at from his shoulder.

“Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” Aemond rubbed his hand down my back

“Of course, I will. Now let me go shower”, I kissed his cheek

I walked downstairs to the dining room. Aegon was actually awake and smiled as I walked in. I sat were Aemond sat last night, Aegon furrowed his eyebrows.

Helana was on her phone, too engrossed to realize I was there. Aemond walked in greeting Helana, he kissed my head. Aegon groaned. “Good morning, kids” Alicent smiled as she sat down.

Aemond scotted the chair closer to him. Making Aegon foam at the mouth as he watched us.

“Finally” Helana mouthed to me

Aemond must have noticed his sister mouthing me, he smirked at her.

#modern hotd au #aemond targaryen x reader #house of the dragon

[avionvadion]

Hey so I finally have my thoughts together enough to talk about that Lucifer/El fic you posted. I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! A Lucifer almost completely eaten by his introspective thoughts x El who is able to keep him grounded in reality? A match made in Heaven (or Hell technically lol). And I saw that ask where El sasses Adam for losing his first wife to Lucifer and I gotta say, I just need more of El's sass and Adam being a whiny lil bitch who threatens things when he doesn't get what he wants. It was amazing lol. Also, I actually really liked the song you made for Lucifer! Did you have any musical style in mind when you wrote it, or are you just leaving it up to our imaginations? Either way, I really enjoyed it and would love it if you wrote more, if that's the way the muse takes you! Absolutely no pressure though, I just would like more if that's what you feel like writing right now lol.

*screeches excitedly jogging tiptoes around kitchen counter while a grilled cheese cooks*

Thank youuuuuuuu!!!!!! It was so hard, haha. I did like three or four versions of the song (and each were WAY different than how it actually ended up) and in one El fell alone on the pile of gold while Lucifer transformed into a giant serpent and “ate” whatever demonic sillouhettes tried to approach her, and then he transformed back and plopped his legs on her lap like a sassy boi while she’s just like O.o

It got so chaotic, but I didn’t like how the lyrics were so I kept changing it. It’s supposed to be a bit of a jazzy waltz tune that speeds up into a bop??? But I only know how to play music, writing it is so much harder, lol

And yesssss~ Lucifer gets so lost sometimes that he starts to dissociate and El is just like, “Hey, it’s okay. Breathe. Your daughter still loves you. It’s gonna be alright.”

Lucifer, laying dramatically across her lap like it’s a soap opera: “Everthing is HORRIBLE.”

El: “Charlie’s nice?”

Lucifer, immediately excited and sitting up, a proud papa: “HELL YEAH SHE IS. MY DAUGHTER’S THE BEST.”

Lowkey, El wouldn’t like to hear about Lucifer’s ex (just makes her feel uncomfortable and a little unworthy since he’s the literal KING of Hell and Lilith is fucking gorgeous; how can she compete with that? But it’s fine, she knows it’s just her self loathing/anxiety trying to get the better of her) but she would absolutely bring her up to mess with Adam any chance she got.

I think it’d be funny if/when Adam finds out El is dating Lucifer he tries to shit talk him and build himself up, being all, “Bitch you don’t know what you’re missing” and she’s just like, “Nah, no thanks, I like the short king, he’s cute.”.

Adam: “EXCUSE ME? I’M CUTE AS FUCK. FAR CUTER THAN THAT PIECE OF-“

El: *immediately starts gushing about Lucifer just to aggravate him*

Adam, greatly disturbed: “MA’AM WHAT THE HELL.”

El: “Also, he doesn’t call me Bitch. Damn, no wonder your wife left you for him.”

Adam: “YOU FUCKING BITCH-“

El: *starts singing So What by P!nk but changing the lyrics so it’s technically from Adam’s PoV. He grows increasingly more pissed. Charlie and Sera have to run intervention so he doesn’t kill her* “Guess I just lost my first wife, I dunno where she went! So I’m gonna drink my money, I’m not gonna pay her rent!”

Doesn’t even get very far in the song, haha.

I think at one point El will just start singing Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing at Adam and/or the other angels. Probably during the council or after. I dunno, I’m just throwing ideas.

“So could you~ tell me, how you’re sleeping easy thinking only of yourself? Show me how you justify~ telling all your lies like second nature!? Listen! Mark my words one day~ you will pay, you will pay! Karma’s gonna come collect your debt!”

That said. A damn shame we didn’t get Adam singing “Stick it to the Man” from School of Rock. 🤣

#*is vibrating with uncontrollable excitement* I love this sad silly snake man so much #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel oc

[lhoandbehold]

Balloonomania Part I: Putting the mania in, well, balloonomania

A collection of my balloonomania posts got more notes than I expected them to (see: more than, like, 10) and a fair few tags of people saying they wanted to hear more. I can’t deny people who want to hear about balloons anything, so I thought I wanted to do a little series for whenever I maybe have an hour and don’t want to Draw. (This is a long post but I promise there's a dirty balloon joke at the end if that's what you're into).

Why do I care about the early days of ballooning so much? Well, one thing about me, is I’m a little guy who LOVES when history is silly. And hot air balloon history is extremely silly. This was a time of SO much fuss. Here are some highlights

Humans took to the skies powered by the smell of burning old shoes and rotten meat.

The Montgolfier brothers launched the first ever hot air balloon in 1783 (in front of an audience at least). It worked very well all things considered, but it’s worth nothing that the Montgolfier brothers were the sons of an affluent paper-maker, NOT scientists. They had figured out that hot air had the capacity for lifting pieces of paper and cloth, but not actually why. What they thought was going on was that a particularly thick and solid smoke was able to induce the lift-off they needed. So they ‘invented’ what they named ‘Montgolfier gas’, a particularly vile recipe for thick black smoke. Burn some wet straw, old shoes and spoiled meat and bob’s your uncle. Take-off! (Hydrogen had been discovered like 20 years prior and other actual scientists basically immediately starting implementing hydrogen in their balloons, but the first launches? Stinky) 

Hot air balloons were all the rage, right away 

It’s hard to understate the absolute strangle-hold hot air balloons had on particularly France and England very early on. Sept. 19, 1783, the brothers launched their famous ‘manned’ hot air balloon (the passengers were a sheep, a duck and a rooster, who, yes, were all fine in the end) to an audience of yes, King Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette and a whopping 130.000 spectators. When Vincenzo Lunardi (gentleman, heartbreaker, lover of cats) launched his first balloon on british soil in 1784,  it was to an audience of 150.000 people. Again, this was in the late 1700’s. An estimated 1 million people lived in London at the time. Not all balloon launches in the coming years would have such wild accumulations of crowd come witness them, but they were often times still very big, very anticipated events.

Anywhere you look? BALLOONS 

Contemporary accounts describe it as the balloon madness. The frenzy. The rage. 

And aside from the staggering number of people willing to stand around and watch a balloon take off (or fail to) I think a lot of these adjectives are the result of an interesting overlap between an early culture of consumerism and Balloonomania. 

Not only was being a balloonist an entire business model. Charging subscriptions for people to come see your launches, branding yourself as a rockstar personality (again, VIncenzo Lunardi would have women come up to him and tell him they had written his names on their garters)  - there was also balloon merch. Fucking. Everywhere.

Balloon images were appearing on almanacs, on waistcoats, in bonnets, in sleeves and in hairstyles. Dishes were being named after balloonists as well as aerial concepts . 

And if you were bored of buying physical things? Hey, you could sing one of the songs about balloons. Or read a poem about balloons (for all the goths out there Percy Shelley wrote at least one poem about balloons). Or why not pick up a book heavily featuring balloons as a plotpoint. Or go to the theatre! Where they will awkwardly incorporate balloons into their plays, just to draw in an audience. One play even marketed themselves as having a real inflated balloon on stage. Of course, this particular play was canceled on opening night due to it’s ‘offensive and dangerous nature’, turns out having an open fire burning consistently in a small, crowded room is a bad idea (especially if that fire was made according to the recipe of Montgolfier gas).

And of course… the riots. 

The problem with the fact that if a balloon launch didn’t take off successfully, it would often-time instigate a riot is that I don’t have time to get into the details of all the many, many balloon launch riots. This will require an entire post onto itself, honestly. So sit tight - but the balloon riots were real, and not a one-off events. 

And for what? 

The funniest and silliest thing about balloons (and gods, there are so many to choose from) is the way they were actually pretty useless. 

So much of Europe was daydreaming about how balloons would revolutionise travel, military and social life. Girls would be able to sneak out of their houses to MAKE OUT WITH BOYS. Boys would be able to sneak into girls houses to MAKE OUT WITH GIRLS. You would need to instate balloon police to catch all the robbers fleeing in their balloons! Balloons would make the basis of crafts taking scientists to the most remote corners of the earth, and armies would be able to flood cities over night. Well, you might have noticed, this world was never one we got to live in. Most of all because balloons are so incredibly difficult to steer, even today.To the extent that when they first invented a balloon you could navigate with, they literally named it ‘balloon we can actually navigate with’ (dirigible balloon). How do you sneak out for your hot make out session with your boy if even just having the balloon take off isn’t a given, let alone directing its path?  

So for a couple of very interesting years, the people of northern europe were gripped in the balloon frenzy, but what balloons really did was spark imagination. Human flight was possible! What on earth could be next?

Anyway, as a treat for making it all this way down, here's a drawing of Vincenzo Lunardi looking exactly like the kind of 18th century heartthrob that would make people write his name on their underwear

And here's a contemporary drawing aimed at him which is, yes, a dick joke

#balloon posting #balloonomania #history of flight

[thelaundrybitch]

TMNT Trick or Kink: The Halloween Extravaganza - Introduction

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Part two.

For your viewing pleasure. (I hope 😂)

Part one: HERE

Part three: HERE

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Halloween Extravaganza - part 2

Fucking Job, you think to yourself as you shift and pull at the black corset that you swear is now permanently part of your body. He wasn't kidding when he said tight squeeze. 

You turn and check yourself out in the mirror.

But damn, did he do a fabulous job. 

You appreciate your own reflection, looking at all the fine details he added to your costume. 

The tight leather pants with the animatronic tail.

The long, black leather gloves reaching all the way up to mid-bicep.

The absolutely stunning corset lined with faux fur and black rhinestones. 

And the BOOTS! 

Hot damn. They look like he borrowed them directly from Helen Parr, for crying out loud.

Of course, to top it off, he made faux fur ears to pull the outfit together.

A knock comes from the guest room door.

"Come in!" You say loudly.

Job comes in fully dressed in his costume, and you let out a chuckle.

"Very fitting," you tell the little man who is dressed like a Ringmaster.

"And you look like my main event," he says with a flirty wink. "Come and sit. I'm not done with you yet."

You sit on the stool for the vanity, and he adds some cat-eyed makeup to your eyes and fake eyelashes. He pulls out some professional-looking, makeup artist glue and glues whiskers on your cheeks. He finishes the look with a hot, red lipstick and some gloss.

He helps you up from the stool and takes a good look at the finished product.

"That man isn't gonna know what hit him," he says with a huge smile, clearly satisfied with his work. 

You feel your cheeks heat up with his implications. Job knows you've only had eyes for one man these last couple of years, and he was currently downstairs awaiting your arrival.

You follow him to the door before he spins and says, "Wait! I almost forgot!"

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Job walks you down to the main entrance of the party hall, where Derek and Hector are waiting for you by the closed double doors.

You snicker at the sight of the pair of them.

Derek has on a one-piece jumpsuit of a sheep - that looks more like pajamas - fully equipped with the hood that adorns two cute fluffy ears.

And Hector is wearing a huge cloth diaper - held together with a giant diaper pin - and a bonnet. A pacifier is on a string around his neck.

By the time you get to them, you're cackling because they look like absolute idiots.

"You two embarrass me," grumbles Job, shaking his head in disbelief at their costume choices.

"What?! I'm a wolf in sheep's skin!" Derek defends himself, making you giggle again.

"And what about you?" Job accuses more than asks the shark-man.

"You said you wanted sexy costumes!" Hector replies, eyes wide.

Now you're roaring with laughter as Job says deadpan, "That is not sexy."

As you're trying to collect yourself, Job is apologizing and regretfully informing you that he must send you with those two while he makes his grand entrance.

"Oh good! I haven't missed the big reveal!" Sean calls from behind you.

You and Job turn around simultaneously as the two bodyguards snicker.

"Oh, for the LOVE OF…" Job stresses, slapping a hand over his face.

"What?! It's my work uniform!" Sasses the small man that's dressed up like a leprechaun.

He hurries over to where you're all gathered, taking a good look at you in your costume.

"wOAh… Hope you're ready for all the cat calls," he says, wiggling his eyebrows at you while Job groans at his friend's terrible joke.

Job bids you adieu and sends you through the party room entrance with the three stooges.

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You're seated at a table directly next to the giant stage that’s in the center of the party room,  sipping your drink and wondering where the guys are, when the lights in the room dim.

"Witches and Zombies! Goblins and Spirits! Ghouls ALL over the age of 21!" You chuckle at the creative Ringmaster opening as you hear Job's voice over the surround sound loudspeakers from every corner of the room. "Welcome… To the Jobiathan Halloween EXTRAVAGANZA!" He announces, illuminated by a spotlight as he's lowered into the room on a cable - his foot in a small loop, holding the cable with one hand and the other spread out to the audience - like the showman he is.

The room, packed with hundreds of tables of costumed guests, erupts in cheers as Job's feet meet the 360⁰ stage in the center of the room.

"This year, we have a MULTITUDE of fabulous things to do around the Jobiathan Estate!" He gushes, a huge smile dancing across his face. "Find your way through the Forbidden Forest! Glance into the scrying pool and have your fortune told! Meander the Magician's Maze and Trick or Treat in the Hallway of Terrors!" He tells the crowd through their excited oohs and ahhs.

"Be sure to visit Cadaver Cafe for a spooky snack, and Poisons and Potions has all your adult beverage favorites!" He continues. "BUT! Before you get lost in the fun… As promised… This year's sexy surprise…."

The room is suddenly bathed in pitch black as all the lights click off. They are quickly replaced by five spotlights, creating a circle around the little blue Ringmaster.

Under each of those lights, a huge box rises up from the stage floor, and you see Sean has now joined Job on stage.

"I introduce to you… The Extra…. In my Halloween Extravaganza…"

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Tides are turning - chapter 3

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Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!hunter, Sam winchester X Fem!hunter 

Rating: R (violence, death, language, light smut)

Summary: When Sam died the first time, Dean brought him back to life. He didn't tell me about the deal he made with that demon until Sam forced him to tell me. We all knew that Dean only had one year left to live, and we all tried to prevent that from happening. The second time Sam was attacked by a demon close to Lilith and fought against it. he lost.

One year after Sam’s mysterious death weird things start happening and I realize things are not as they seem.

Authors Note: this story takes place post season 3(with the exceptional flashbacks to the past), Sam died midway through s3 and Dean never went to hell. we experience the story through the eyes a female hunter who went to Stanford with Sam and joined Sam and Dean in their revenge quest after jess’s death.  she is Deans girlfriend but there are things happening with Sam as well.

| Chapter 3

Today is Tuesday morning and I decided to give myself a day off from work.

I dialed Ben's number.

"Good morning, you" Ben's voice answered. “Where exactly are you?”

"So, listen" I said with a stuffy nose and faked a cough. "I'm not coming today. I'm sick."

"You don't have to try to work me with that shit. I'll cover for you. You decided to be lazy?"

I laughed. "Yes. I'm sure you'll find a way to manage without me."

"The new boss will complain about you tomorrow. She’ll surely want a note from your doctor for not coming."

"Fuck the new boss. I miss Jake."

"Yeah, me too. He had a cute butt."

"Yeah …he really had." I said in a dreamy voice. "Speaking of ass, how's Drake doing?"

I turned on the TV. I have two whole days without having to watch 'Doctor Sexy' involuntarily.

"I broke up with him."

"What? Really? Well done! I have to say I didn't like him. When?"

"You've said that about nine hundred times." He chuckled softly. "Yesterday, we fought for the thousandth time, and I told him to take his things and get the fuck out from my house." Ben's voice was slightly regretful as if he didn't want to do it at all.

"Wow, Ben. Good on you, I'm proud. Don't be sad about it. Want to go out for coffee after you get off work?" I suggested. I had no intention of sitting and rotting at home all day, even though it sounded tempting.

"Can't. I have a date."

"Already?! You're quick to get back into the single world, benny."

"That's me. What about tomorrow?" He suggested.

"Sounds great." I said, slightly distracted by the movie 'Alien' that was showing on channel 4. Here went the next two hours of the day.

"Okay. Get well soon."

I laughed. "Thanks." I said and hung up.

I loved those times Dean was away for a few days. I obviously missed him, but it's nice to have your own space for a little while after living with someone for so long. It also gives you time to appreciate their presence.

It was late afternoon; I organized my purse and was about to go to the mall with myself and a lot of cash when there was a knock at the door. I walked towards the door and opened it. Oh, great.

It was Mr. Connors, our landlord in charge of collecting the rent. A real pain in the ass.

Connors is an aging man with scruffy beard and raggedy clothes that looked like they were cut straight from the sheep and sewn onto his body. And he always stank of cigarettes.

"Mr. Connors." I said with a fake smile, "What brings you here?"

I calculated the date. We don't have to pay rent until early January.

"You're not inviting me in?" He said in his husky voice, smiling back.

I gestured him inside. He walked in and I closed the door behind him. He stood facing me with his hands behind his back.

"I can help you?" I asked him, crossing my arms.

"I wanted to ask you a question, if it's... not too cheeky." he said quietly. "Your partner, Dean, right?"

I nodded.

"Where's he at?" He asked, smiling that same unpleasant smile of his.

"He left. He'll be back in two days. Why?"

"Where to?" he asked in an elusive voice. I didn't like his curiosity. I remained silent.

"He's got a brother. Sam, if I'm not mistaken." He continued, his voice getting lower with each word.

I raised my eyebrows. Connors never knew Sam. Dean and I moved here months after he died, and we sure as hell didn't mention his name in Connors' presence.

"What about him?" I asked, my heartbeat starting to speed up. This conversation is getting weird by the minute.

"Where is he?"

"Deep in the grave. Mr. Connors, I'm in quite a hurry, so if you don't mind—"

"You tell me the truth." He cut me off, his smile wiped off his face as he came closer to me.

I took a step back and was about to yell at him to get the hell out of the house when his brown eyes sank into their sockets and two black circles appeared in their place.

He pounced on me and nearly knocked me to the floor when I quickly moved aside and ran straight upstairs. What the hell is a demon doing in my house?!

I glanced over at our entryway rug, which has a demon trap painted on the underside. It wasn't there. He quickly followed me, and just as I finished climbing the stairs, he grabbed my ankle and knocked me all the way back down. My face and legs hit the stairs, I felt immense pain in all parts of my body.

He towered over me while I was still on the floor and punched me straight in the face.

"What you want?" I asked angrily, feeling my heartbeat pumping all the painful places over my body. His black eyes were inches away from mine and I could feel the stench of cigarettes way too close.

"Where are they?!" he asked, almost yelling; and punched me again. I tasted blood in my mouth.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Sam's dead!" I shouted, trying to get him off me but to no avail. He was much stronger than me.

"If you don't tell me where they are, I'll kill you." He threatened quietly. Suddenly my cell phone rang.

I took advantage of his distraction and kicked him, throwing him off me. I ran back to my room and ignored the pain in my whole body, grabbing Ruby's knife, which was in the drawer next to the bed.

He came up a few seconds after me and I jumped him with the knife in my trembling hands, pressing it to his neck. He went still.

"If it's not going to be me who kills you, it's going to be somebody else." he said, panting heavily.

I stabbed him right in the heart with the sharp knife, sounding a furious scream. Mr. Connors, or the demon that had taken over his body, dropped to the floor with a thud.

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((It takes a while, but I knew that eventually I would fit in here, even though I'm not really a normal girl.

It's been a month since I started college and I've already started making friends here and there, even though they didn't really interest me. Studies went well, I had something to do instead of resenting my life. It was starting to feel good.

I took the cell phone out of my pocket. 3 missed calls from mom. I ignored them. Ever since dad died, mom and I didn't get along - to put it mildly.

She didn't want me to be a hunter, she was afraid that what happened to father would happen to me. I couldn't blame her, but she didn't understand that you can't just walk away from it. I will never live a normal life again.

Our paths diverged. I rarely spoke to her, and only out of guilt. I knew that the fact that I went to university made her happy, and every now and then I emailed her my projects to give her some peace.

I went to my regular spot in the grass, the best place - not too far from the crowd, not too close. I took an apple out of the bag and slowly gnawed on it, then I saw him again. This tall guy, there was something about him that I just couldn't quite put my finger on.

He was hanging out with a friend; they talked a bit until he went his way and sat down on the grass exactly where he always sits - a few feet away from me. This time he did nothing - didn't read a book, didn't eat, didn't listen to music. Just sat there staring. His constant troubled look was familiar to me; from myself. Like you can never really be calm.

I decided to gather up the courage and approach him - what could happen? I've never been shy, and now is not the time to start. I stood up and approached him, sitting down next to him.

"Hi," I said with a smile. He looked at me, and his eyes shone turquoise with the sunlight. "I'm sorry if it seems strange - but I just wanted to say - you have a really beautiful smile."

He smiled, blushing slightly and seemed to be somewhat relieved - as if I had distracted him from something bad he was delving into.

"Thanks," he replied sheepishly. "I'm Sam." He held out his hand for a shake.

"Diana." I shook his hand. It was strong and big. "So... is it okay if I take a picture of you? I'm learning photography," I explained with slight excitement, touching my camera inside the bag.

"Um," he laughed, slightly embarrassed. "Okay. But don't post it anywhere, okay?"

"Sure, it's just for practice," I promised, bringing the camera closer to my eyes. It is obvious that he is not used to being photographed, and he did not exactly know what to do with his hands.

"Just act like I told you a really funny joke," I instructed him. He smiled slightly and that was enough for me to capture the picture I wanted. "Excellent!"

I put the camera back in the bag.

"Are you new here?" He was interested.

"Actually yes, I started studying a month ago." I replied.

"Welcome. I'm in the second year of law." Now that he was smiling directly at me, I felt something soften inside of me.

"So, it seemed like something was bothering you. Not that it's any of my business, but if we're talking..."

Sam laughed with a kind of misery. "It's nothing, just family stuff."

"Oh, I know a thing or two about screwed up families." I replied. If only he knew how much I understand dysfunctional families. I wish I could tell him. I wish I could tell somebody.

"Bet you a million bucks that's not even close to my family?" he asked in an amused tone, but his eyes were heavy with a burden.

"It's a bet." I replied, winking at him with a smile.))

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For a few seconds I just stood there, shaking; staring at Mr. Connors' corpse, paralyzed with fear. I couldn't think and I didn't know what to do now. Blood began to pool around his body on the floor.

This is not the first time nor the tenth time I killed a demon. But the way he was looking at me, the weird questions he was asking about Sam, him coming into mine and Dean's house to look for us... it honestly scared me.

I jumped over Connors' dead body and ran down the stairs. I had to call Dean. My cell phone was on the dresser in the kitchen. I grabbed it, ignoring the missed call and dialing Dean's number with trembling hands.

Dean answered after four rings.

"Hey babe," he said from the other line.

I had no time to waste.

"Dean, there's a dead demon in our house." I said quickly. I felt the pain in my face and all over my body pumping under my skin.

"What?!"

"He possessed Mr. Connors', he tried to kill me, he said more would come - Dean, what the hell? I don't know what... how..." I said fearfully, trying to catch my breath.

"Calm down, are you alright? Do you want us to come home?" He said in a reassuring tone, but I could hear the concern in his voice. I heard him talking to Bobby in the background for a few seconds and then he was back on the line. "Okay, Dee, don't call the police and don't do anything. We'll be leaving in half an hour."

"Okay." I said, taking a deep breath and sitting down in one of the chairs by the table. I already felt a little calmer.

"Be ready if there are more, okay? Kick their asses."

I smiled and closed my eyes.

"Yeah. Thanks, Dean." I replied and he hung up. I leaned back in my chair and massaged my sore knees. There's a dead man's body lying on the floor in my room, and I'm not going near it.

I wondered what we were going to tell the police. That he tried to rape me, and I stabbed him in self-defense? I doubted they'd buy it. What really bothered me were his questions. Why did he ask about Sam? Doesn't he know he's dead? Who sent him?

After a few minutes of sitting motionless I tried to get up. A mistake. My whole body ached.

I dragged myself slowly towards the mirror, to check for damage.

A busted and bleeding lower lip, a swollen and red bruise above the eyebrow and three more cute scratches, one under the chin and two on the cheek. I didn't even want to check my body. I knew that the bruises were mainly on my left knees and lower back.

I wanted to lie down and rest, but I didn't dare go up to the bedroom, so instead I placed myself carefully on the sofa and lay there with my eyes open. I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep, fearing another demon would come and kill me in my sleep. I clutched Ruby's knife to my chest, holding it desperately like a lifeline and laid like that for what seemed to be forever.

Dean and Bobby arrived around 9pm. He opened the door, and I was so relieved I almost didn't care anymore.

I ran to him and hugged him, climbing on my tiptoes as high as I could to bury my head in his neck. Dean quickly loosened the hug and looked into my eyes.

"Does your knee hurt?" He asked.

That was our code question. Our secret way of making sure I'm still Diana and he's still Dean. We used to ask this every day, but over time it dwindled. The correct answer wasn't in words; It doesn't matter what I answer, I have to wink while doing it.

"In fact, very much so." I said and winked with my right eye. It was a bit ironic, given that my knees really hurt from the fall.

Dean breathed a sigh of relief and hugged me again. "Are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded over his shoulder, and we loosened our embrace. I turned to hug Bobby and Dean began to look around the house.

"Where is he?" Dean asked.

"In the room."

Dean wrinkled his nose and turned towards me.

"You had to make a mess in our room?" He sighed and shook his head. "I see you two had a nice talk." He noted, pointing to the bruises on my face. I rolled my eyes and the three of us went up to the bedroom, standing around the body.

Mr. Connors's blood had already filled half the room. fabulous.

"What did he want?" Bobby asked. Dean examined the body and crossed his arms.

"He..." I hesitated. I didn't know how to say it. "He was looking for Sam."

Dean looked up at me, eyebrows raised.

"Sam?" He repeated. I nodded my head and shrugged. I didn't have the faintest idea what was going on, just like Dean.

"So, what do we do? Shall we go to the police?" said Bobby.

"We can tell them he tried to rape me or something, and I stabbed him in self-defense." I proposed the idea I thought of earlier.

Dean shook his head.

"You'll have to testify and everything. We don't need this shit." Dean went silent and thought for a few seconds, scratching his head. "He doesn't have a family, does he?"

I shook my head.

"Then we'll take him to his apartment and let someone else find him. We'll wipe him of fingerprints." Bobby suggested.

"That's an idea. Bobby, help me carry him. Dee, start cleaning up the blood and then we'll come help you." Dean commanded.

Bobby coughed and it sounded something like 'bossy', but I'm not sure. Dean picked him up by the head and Bob by the legs, and they started carrying him out of the house.

When everything was clean, and the body was in its place I sat down on the couch tiredly. Dean said goodbye to Bobby and sat next to me, examining my bruises, and furrowing his brows.

“You look terrible.”

"Thank you very much."

"Did you ice it?" he asked, pointing to the bruises on my face.

"No." I answered him and let out a small sigh of pain as I tried to change position on the couch. My back sent streams of pain through my entire lower body.

Dean sighed and got off the couch. I smiled to myself. He returned a minute later, holding a towel with ice inside it. I liked that Dean showed concern for me. He pressed the frozen towel to the bruise above my eye. It was cold against the hot wound, and it felt soothing.

"Great, now we're a match." Dean said pointing to the scab on his lip from a few days ago, and gestured to my own freshly busted, bleeding lip.

"That demon was looking for you too, you know," I said, closing my eyes as Dean move the towel to the cold side. "I thought he was going to come to you after he killed me."

"And then you ganked him." He said and smiled for a few seconds, then his face turned serious again. "So, what's the story?"

"He came into the house, we talked, all normal, and he mentioned you. Then he mentioned Sam. Then I found out he was a demon, he knocked me down the stairs, started beating me and asking me where you were. I got away and stabbed him. He said more would come."

I said all this in one breath. I remembered the phone call that, in fact, saved my life.

Dean paused to take in what I said for a few seconds.

"You know, I really had a feeling that someone was following me the last few days," he finally said.

Turns out we were both being followed. I didn't feel it, by the way. Dean gently moved the towel towards the bruise on my bottom lip.

"What the hell did he want? Doesn't he know Sam's gone?" I said and my voice sounded muffled through the towel.

Dean buried his head in his free hand and massaged it tiredly.

"I don't know. Let's just go to sleep, okay?"

We went to sleep with Dean's hand wrapped around my waist and holding me close. He fell asleep a long time ago, and I was exhausted but I couldn't stop replaying what happened today in my mind. I didn't even dare to think about the most logical conclusion that could be drawn from this whole story.

I finally gave up and focused on Dean's breathing on the back of my neck, falling asleep a few minutes later.

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[scarymaddy]

animals know love

To get to his job, Thomas had to stop by your house, so he knew who you were.

The crazy one who collected abandoned animals, you couldn't help it, not when a poor and defenseless living being wandered through your garden, looking for shelter and food.

Sometimes you just fed them and they left until they needed your care again, and others stayed there with you.

Thomas admired that, he also wanted the freedom to raise innocent animals, he felt that they would be the only ones who didn't judge him based on his appearance.

You would never realize it, but always, when passing by, he stayed for a while in your garden, stroking the heads of your little four-legged children. It brightened his day to see his smiling faces looking at him for his caresses.

Tommy's day couldn't start without giving a little of his love to those animals.

Yet one morning, exactly as Tommy was arriving in your yard, you got out of your truck, carrying a tiny baby sheep in your arms.

Thomas had been caught red-handed, you were surprised to see him there, almost kneeling between two cows, and three goats, all five eagerly awaiting his affection.

However, now you didn't have the time to worry about your intruder, you had a baby in your arms and it was hurt. You need help, and at the time you didn't care about the job you knew Thomas had, "Um…could you…could you help me with this little guy?" You babbled looking down at the little sheep.

Oh poor sweet Tommy's heart who only wanted to give love. He almost had a heart attack thinking that you would sweep him out of your garden with a broom. He had no choice but to refuse, it was the least he could do after breaking into your home for a long time. He nodded aggressively, leaving his work behind and jumping up and running towards you.

When he arrived with you, you noticed the immense difference in size, you barely reached half his chest, you had to look up to see him and speak to him.

You looked so cute and helpless in his eyes, so manageable and so vulnerable, he was almost sure that if he put her palm on your face, he could cover it completely without any problem.

"I-I need you to hold it, I'll get the instruments from my truck, can you do it?" He nodded, holding out his arms so the little boy could rest on him.

Before you left him, you looked at his arms, so big and strong, with some scars that did nothing but make him look so attractive. His strength gave you the feeling of being safe in his strong arms, no one could do anything to you if you were between him. Your face and ears burned with embarrassment at such thoughts, and Thomas grew nervous at the sight of you, not knowing what else to do while you waited for the baby to be delivered.

Coming back to you, you gently placed the little lamb in his arms, Thomas held his breath, noticed the wound on two of his hind legs, and prayed not to make a sudden movement that would hurt him more.

You trotted to your truck and pulled out a first aid kit, then walked back to Thomas, inviting him inside.

He entered fearful, for entering a home that was not his and for the life he held in his arms.

You indicated that he will leave the little sheep in a small bed and told him what happened

"A stupid person missed a bullet, and that bullet hit his mom, I tried to put pressure on the wound but it was too late, the bullet had pierced his heart. And the little one ran for survival but fell into a bear trap, who the fuck has a fucking bear trap in their fucking garden?!" You exclaimed angrily as you healed the sheep's legs.

Now really Thomas could go into cardiac arrest and he would be happy. His uncle Hoyt had at least five booby traps around his house. The little sheep was like this because of him, and that made him feel bad. He wanted to run away, he felt like the most horrible human being on earth.

"In any case, I don't think it was very serious, he will be able to walk if we take good care of her" you affirmed. The fact that you included Tommy made him almost jump in surprise, no one had ever wanted to include him in something, but he was not going to refuse, it was his fault that the sheep was in that situation and he was going to do what was best for his recovery . "Hey, what were you doing in my garden?" You asked, worried about making people uncomfortable, and boy did you do it, Thomas froze, he knew that sooner or later the subject would come to light, and he hoped it would be too late.

Surrendered, he pointed to your garden.

You understood quickly, you let out a small laugh "Silly, if you wanted to spend some time with my animals you just had to say so, I need a little help with them, they seem to be growing very fast" Silly, that word echoed in his mind, there was been called that many times, but it never felt right like now, that little fool was said in a different tone from how the others said it.

He lowered his head embarrassed, but you quickly placed a hand under his chin and raised it with difficulty due to its size, "You have nothing to be ashamed of, you can come as many times as you want…Just don't hit them, they've already been through a lot" you warned with a smirk.

Oh no no no, Thomas could never do that, it would be like the worst of crimes, he would just lay a hand on him to stroke his loins or his head.

Since then, Thomas always went to your house, before and after going to work, suddenly, your animals were already used to you two.

Tommy was happy when he was with you, the two of you sitting carefully in your garden, the baby sheep sometimes lying on your or his lap, while the others were around you getting cuddles.

The conversations were one-sided, you talked about anything, commenting or reporting and he just listened carefully.

Everyone in the Hewitt house noticed that Thomas was taking longer to get back from work now, Hoyt offered to follow him but Luda Mae prevented him, asking them to leave a little space for the boy, in the background, imagining the best.

I guess it was inevitable, you both spent so much time together that it was impossible for something not to come up between you.

But both of them were too shy, all you had had all your life were the little animals you found around your house, you never had time for a relationship like Tommy.

Now you had found him, he shared your same love for animals and that only made it better.

You watched him from your window as you poured two glasses of lemonade, he looked so happy and full in the glare of the sun, lightening a couple of strands of his hair, taking his time with each animal.

You loved everything about him, and although you had never seen what was hidden under his mask, you didn't care, you were already so into your love.

Thomas's excessive reverie knew no bounds, he wouldn't say it out loud, but sometimes he almost always liked to imagine that he came home from work and was greeted by his four-legged children and upon entering the house, he was welcomed with a sweet kiss from you and the delicious hot food you prepared for him.

I yearned with all my being for a quiet life, without hating him, and now that you are in his life, I just wanted a quiet life without you hating him.

You sat next to him on the porch, offering him a glass of cold lemonade, he gladly accepted it, and the two of them stared out at the horizon, unconsciously, Tommy's mind traveled further. Now the two of them were two little old men, both tired, sitting on the porch, looking at the horizon, already having made their lives, living enough with love and animals, both ready to leave together.

"Tommy, are you listening to me?" You raised your voice a little, startling him, he was embarrassed and shook his head slowly. You laughed subtly, and you felt sassy, you let your head slowly drop to his shoulder, you felt him tense beneath you, the heat reaching his face, crying internally as he relaxed and settled into your comfort.

"I was saying that I really like you, Tommy. I want to dare to say that I'm in love with you but first I want to know if you feel the same" you confessed again, tensing him again. I swear even you could hear his wild heartbeat.

I should say something before he regrets it, he advised himself. Verbal language was something he was still inexperienced in, so he opted for physical language. As you thought about getting up and apologizing, he removed his arm, letting your head fall onto his big strong chest, his arm wrapping around you tightly, pulling you closer to him if that was possible.

Letting go, you wrapped your arms around his stomach, your fingers not touching behind him, but you didn't care. You finally felt it, the feeling of security and love that you wanted so much, you rested happily on his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart. Thomas breathed in the scent of your hair, burying his nose in it. He felt good, complete being by your side. The happiness he had been experiencing by your side only grew stronger.

You raised your legs to his thigh for greater comfort, he understood and raised you until your butt will be on one of his thighs and your legs will be resting on his other thigh, you had more capacity to lie on the.

Silence reigned for a few moments, until you raised your head, finding me with his jaw, it was not defined and had a little double chin, but honestly that did not matter to you. You left several kisses on his neck and jaw, sending warm electric shocks throughout the body of poor Tommy who was being intoxicated by the love you were giving him.

When you got in front of his face, you could see his eyes shining from him, due to the tears that were accumulating. Your smile vanished, now a worried expression took over your face, your hands went up to his cheeks, wiping away the tears that had begun to fall, you kissed each place where his tears had passed, internally wondering what was wrong with him.

Thomas lifted you up again as he pleased, now forcing me to straddle him, he wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you chest to chest, he buried his face in your neck, deciding to take as much of your love as he could, before that you realized that you were much, much too much for him.

You ran your fingers over his scalp, massaging gently, he groaned in affirmation at your actions.

Then you couldn't resist, you wanted to and you had to, you called him sweetly, this time not by his name, but by his nickname. "Honey, look at me please" you asked, he obediently did, looking into the eyes he had fallen in love with. "I want to kiss you, is that okay?" Very good, well done, you made our Thomas's heart stop, congratulations.

He wanted to, he really wanted to, but that meant taking off his mask, you could kiss with his mask on but he was afraid that would be awkward for you.

You sensed his insecurities and tried to reassure him as you lulled them to sleep.

"My love, do you want a kiss?" You asked calmly, he looked at you, nervously playing with his hands behind you, he nodded fearfully and you smiled. "You know that he would never be able to have you or hate you, right, love?" He thought about it for a few moments, finally nodding again.

"I want to kiss your face, baby. I want to give you all the love that you were deprived of because of your illness, I want to erase every insecurity you have about yourself. I will love for you everything you hate about yourself. I want to suffocate you with my love until you get tired. I want to be yours" you said sincerely, warming Tommy's loving heart even more. That was all he longed for.

He could trust you, he knew you would never do anything to hurt him in any way.

With his hands trembling, he removed the knot of his mask, sliding it down. The cold air hit his sensitive skin, he finally lifted his head, revealing how horrible, despicable and disgusting he was before his eyes.

You guarded against any strong emotion, trying not to upset him, surprised by his lack of a nose and the multiple scars on his cheeks, but you weren't afraid or disgusted.

Thomas didn't hear your screams, but he was already ready for your rejection, he opened his eyes

which he didn't know he had closed fiercely, and he saw your smile. He wondered the reason for your smile but didn't dare to ask.

"You're…so beautiful, Thomas" you complimented.

HA, is he beautiful? You must be delirious. "I'm serious, love. So, so handsome and strong" you commented kissing again, now from her bare cheeks. "And only mine, right?" You said as you reached for his earlobe.

A pleasant chill ran down his spine. Fiercely nodding to your question.

Hell yeah, he was all yours, you could do whatever you wanted with him, all he asked for in return was your love.

He felt pampered being claimed like this, by you, and his confidence rose a little more.

You approached his lips, chapped from lack of hydration just like yours. One of your hands kept his cheek in its grasp while the other had lowered to his chest. Tommy moved his hands to your hips, squeezing them just a bit.

Plasmaste your lips on his, making both see and touch the sky, his own paradise of him.

They were both inexperienced, and that made it more romantic, you shared several kisses on his lips, causing him to let out a thick laugh that radiated pure happiness.

Both were in ecstasy, enjoying each other, the sweet animals were the witnesses

of the beginning of the purest, most honest and real love that ever existed.

just needed to be introduced and accepted by the Hewitt family

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