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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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Trainer Bakugou who you're a little terrified of the first day you're paired with him. when asking for a trainer at the gym, you had expected the friendly redhead who always looked so sweet and encouraging and cut as hell. you weren't expecting his grumpy looking blond counterpart, who was all glares and shouts for his clients to keep pushing themselves.

you were hesitant at first, before you quickly realized that it was all a ruse, for the most part. he pushed those who needed that extra encouragement, but was more lenient to people like you who simply wanted a professionals guidance. so, after a few weeks, you liked him for the most part, and his looks damn sure made it easier to cozy up to the big guy.

the only issue you've been having with Bakugou though are the...coregasms, as you've seen them been named on social media, that you keep experiencing. the first time, you weren't sure what it was, why your stomach and pelvis kept tightening up. you couldn't have...climaxed, or anything. you hadn't even been touched!

but, as the weeks go by, and the workouts get more strenuous, they've become harder and harder to subside and ignore, and so had Bakugou's commands to keep going when you suddenly stopped. you can only lie and say its cramps so many times before he realizes that something is up.

you're midway through a good morning, when that familiar feeling starts tightening in the pit of your gut. you clench your eyes shut, shaking your head a little, as if you could ward off the impending feeling. bakugou notices though, frowning at your almost pained expression in the mirror, walking up behind you to stop you as you pull yourself back up. his hands are on your waist, and as you come up, you feel his bulge glide over the curve of your ass, and something in you snaps.

you gasp, buckling over, one hand on your knee as the other reaches back for bakugou's hand to keep you up as your thighs shake. you can feel yourself spasming, clenching and unclenching around nothing, secretly wishing you had something that could fill you up, something that you felt throb against you as bakugou leaned over your form.

"Another coregasm, huh?" he asks you lowly, his lips brushing your ear as you bite your bottom lip to hold back your moan. your eyes buck open though, when his words sink in, head tipping back to look at him in the mirror, only to find his gaze already on you.

"You knew every time?" you ask quietly, panting now that its finally starting to pass over you. but bakugou doesn't let you up from this position, especially since the area you're in seems to be desolate for now.

"It's hard to ignore how pretty you look when you cum, sweetheart." Bakugou seals his words with a firm press to your ass, his cock rubbing the seam, and you can practically feel the heat and veins of it through your thin bottoms. you groan under your breath, getting lost in the feeling of him grinding against you, when he suddenly speaks again.

"You still feel it?" he asks, voice low as he looks at you through his lashes. you nod, biting at your bottom lip as you meet the steady rock of his hips, watching how he smiles before slotting his lips against your ear.

"Want me to help make it go away?" and he does, in the employee locker room after hours. he makes it go away, and rebuild, and go away again and again until you're hoarse and your legs are weaker than they typically are on leg day. bakugou helps the ache go away, but not for that sweet redheaded coworker of his, whose fists have fucked his cock the entire time of watching bakugou rail you over the locker room bench again and again.

#remember when I said in my lion bkg tags that I would write that long fic #sorry but I lied 😔#idk its been so hard to write long fics for me lately!!#I thought it would be better since the brunt of everything in my life has passed #but the creative energy isn't all the way there yet #so I won't rush the process of it!!! when I let it come to me I typically bang out like #3-5 fics in two weeks lol so im waiting for that feeling #but anyway!!! I love trainer character aus they're so seggsy #also I had to throw in eiji sorry what else could I have done #NOT put him in this somehow???? I don't think so #okay bye im gonna write another Drabble ive had in my drafts for a few weeks now LOL #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬#also has anyone ever actually experienced a coregasm before??? I saw it on insta and was amazed LOL #I need to start working on my core more to get one lol if im LUCKY

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turtleblogatlast · 4 months

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I will never be over how good Leo and Hueso’s dynamic is and how both of them get so much out of having the other in their lives.

In Leo’s case, he gains that older male figure in his life that he is willing to trust and lower his walls for. He gains a confidant where he has none elsewhere, too busy keeping up his many masks with his family to ever consider showing them his true thoughts. He gains an authority figure who is willing to hear him out, no matter how reluctant said figure initially appears.

In Hueso’s case, Leo’s direct involvement in the skeleton’s life has undoubtedly benefited Hueso so unbelievably well. For one, it’s Leo’s choice to ask Hueso for help finding his brothers that ultimately leads to the clearing of Hueso’s Hidden City ban. Then, it’s Leo and Mikey that Hueso brings on to help him with two mob bosses, ending with the bosses no longer being a problem for Hueso. And of course, through Leo’s decision to come to Hueso for advice and later the slider’s insistence that Hueso try to make up with his brother, Hueso’s estranged relationship with Piel is finally mended.

Sure, Leo causes no small amount of strife and damages to Hueso’s business and person, and Hueso is often annoyed by and speaks callously to Leo, but there’s a reason Leo feels comfortable enough to continue going to Hueso, and there’s a reason Hueso ultimately always hears Leo out.

They really do end up feeling like a nephew and uncle, don’t they?

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt hueso #GOD I LOVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH #LEO AND HIS TIO #No but like I said Hueso’s biggest problems in life are all solved largely in part due to Leo #and Leo - someone who notoriously keeps his feelings and fears under lock and key - is comfortable going to Hueso when he needs HELP #Hueso is understandably often annoyed by Leo’s antics but man just try and hurt Pepino in front of him after all this #Leo constantly looking for a father figure and accidentally finds an uncle #*shakes Nickelodeon* PLEASE I NEED MORE OF THEM #PLEASE LET LEO BABYSIT HUESO JR IT WOULD BE SO GOOD #yes I wrote this because my previous post ended up being a fic with them as a loose focus lol

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decarbry · 1 month

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#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #aizawa shouta #Aizawa fan art #eraserhead #so my favorite take on Aizawa's life post-UA is where he just. continues to spiral #after they graduate he continues to pull away from Hizashi and Nem until they hardly ever hear from him. it's like pulling teeth getting hi #on the phone and impossible to see in person. working himself to death in the underground hero world and making pennies #sometimes so deep in it that he has bouts of houselessness but refuses to ask anyone for help. for YEARS.#so when his friends finally pry themselves an opening they find him at rock bottom and are the only real reason he gets pulled out of it at #all to become the Aizawa we know in canon #he spends the next few years after leaving UA and prior to joining an agency as a self-described terrible friend and all he's good for is #being an underground hero so he runs himself down to do so #I love fics that focus on this era it's so good #they get Dark but that's how I like em #more of that please #and all of my Aizawa art adheres to this telling of his past #even in the Yabureme AU #(but not Immolation AU lmao)

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mewtwo24 · 2 months

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Not to be That Guy but like.

Am I the only one that can't stop thinking about how Tianlang-Jun says about Luo Binghe that he pretends to be cold-hearted like his mother. The hint of fondness there, the heartache in that utterance.

Like it drives me absolutely insane. Imagining her putting on a front of strength, cold and driven and unrelenting. Why does TLJ say that about her. Did she secretly look for solutions that meant reconciling with demons instead of hurting them when her sect wasn't looking? (I wonder this because I feel like his weird fondness for SQQ would lowkey track if it's connected to the woman he once loved.) Did he mean that she was tasked with basically assassinating him and she fell in love with him instead (re: failed step one)? Did he mean that she was fond and doting in her own way (e.g. conceding he was attractive, paying for his exploits and humoring him)? Did he mean that, like LBH, she thought that power would be the thing to protect her--and that it was disguising a person who was deeply and privately wounded? All four????? I don't need sleep I need a n s w e r s

Did she know about the Huanhua Palace Master's skeevy ass intentions before she met TLJ? Or did those only come to significant light after she fell in love with TLJ? Is that why she never anticipated that level of betrayal, because initially she had no intention of being with anyone romantically? And HHPM just assumed she would be under his thumb forever?? Was she furious at her own indiscretion or did she try to use the pregnancy as a bargaining chip, a way to try to stop the immortals of Cang Qiong Mountain from attacking TLJ (plus the bonus of marriage entrapment no takesies backsies this is where LBH gets it from)? Did she try to use that claim on her to dissuade HHPM from his covetous advances, framing herself as tainted so that she could finally escape? Did she dream of a life by TLJ's side, far away from Cang Qiong Mountain?

Like. Literally every single permutation of what this could mean guts me to hell. Do you ever just cry about tianxi because I--[loud bawling noises]

#svsss #tianxi #tianlang jun #su xiyan #like this shit keeps me awake at night #i'm trying to put fic ideas together and every time i go back to that line i just #find myself trying to parse and hone out su xiyan's mannerisms/personality #zzl's descriptions help a great deal but i also love that they're limited in the sense that #1. zzl was clearly scared shitless of/disconcerted with her LMFAO #2. he was suspicious of her (as a cultivator fundamentally) and its fascinating that TLJ did not seem to share this suspicion at all #or one could argue tlj just didn't care beyond his attraction and glee being around her jkahglfdskjhsfkhjg #there is also the hilarious implication that part of what turned tlj on so much about sx is the fact that she could prbly kill him #tlj really said 'i love a woman who can and WILL kick my ass'#'none of that soft power seduction shit manhandle me or nothing'#like he always believed deep down--or at the very least wanted to believe--that she loved both him and lbh dearly #i'm not usually the fix-it fic type but the Way I Need To See Su Xiyan Destroy Huanhua Palace Master's Entire Life.#i just want sx and her boytoy to live happily ever after is that so wrong?#i also think of that person (im so sorry tumblr user i dont rmr who u are at the minute) that said there had to be trust between tlj and sx #because YES. ABSOLUTELY. I AGREE. AND I WANT IT FOR ME #don't mind me just the usual descent into madness anytime i think too hard about svsss #i need to outline damn you airplane and your refusal to expand on LBH's juicy ass backstory #ill never forgive the chinese (joke)

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liauditore · 8 months

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cw// implied character death, double life nonsense

because you are love itself.

#my art #trafficblr #double life #divorce quartet #<-- insane about how scott killed pearl in limlife.#this comic has been sitting unfinished in my files for a good month its def not finished to my usual quality but god it needed to be done #so uh scott... yeah. i like villain scott but not pure evil scott. i like a scott whos scared of being loved and manipulates others to spar #himself the pain. i like a scott who ditched pearl because their friendship was actually becoming real and when the server gods confirmed i #with DL he freaked out a bit and ran off.#ofc u can interpret this comic however u want but i was just thinking way too hard abt smajhor #i feel like often ppl get divided into scott did nothing wrong vs scott is pure evil alot of the time #which is understandable cus like i said with fanart/fic u only have so much space to show someones personality #but idk i like him all angsty. like i know im a bad person but to keep myself safe i need to keep being like this.#hes so blorbo *puts him in a blender*#i hate him *wraps him up in a blanket and takes him home*#cw implied death #cw implied violence #scott #pearl

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lunarharp · 4 months

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more phoenix wright situations

#ace attorney tag #maybe i should tag this narumitsu or something. but i dont really care.#gearing up to rereading/illustrating bits of my fic i suppose...i think nick really is too dense to realise he's in love with edgeworth #without some scheming fop trying to intrude. i love villains like kristoph..villains can be fun..witnessing their pathetic folly..#or more like edgeworth would never have mentioned his feelings ever in his life if he wasn't sure phoenix reciprocates.#i want to see it this way because Falling in love during childhood with the person you're going to end up with. is not relatable #there have to be Situations that make you Realise.#as with orufrey i adore the idea of people not working out their romance with that person until their 30s+#but... i mean. even with orufrey i often think how alaira could be qifrey's ex. and oru having been pursued by noble fops through his work #there is that delicate sliver of time before orufrey start living together that such believable situations could have happened.#Then the relief of politely and amicably extricating themselves from those untenable situations #the idea of falling in love age 7 and saving your first kiss for age 35 or something is all very well but more relatable is #people realising how they really feel whilst trying something that ends up feeling wrong.#The comfort and joy of living with your dearest one as if it's platonic - much preferable to trying anything more with anyone else.#But i doubt i will ever portray that or mention it further. it is indeed very delicate to me.#and i really am an OTP FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kind of person who can barely bear to consider this anyway...NOT a polyshipper i'm afraid !#so i wouldn't mind either if they do have their first kiss in their lives age 35 with each other either. I would not mind that at all.#i love bi/gay couples apparently... bi father figures & their grumpy gay men waiting for them to work it all out...#not used to using colour in comic-style drawings..or at all..so this is messy and awkward looking..but colour is refreshing #i imagine i will go back to witch hat art soon btw. my destiny in life.#i still remember writing my nrmt fic expecting to write their first kiss & then partway through twas like Umm No. They have kissed prior.#does that really line up with this comic though... i think i had their early dinner dates/first kiss BEFORE disbarment.#so i guess this comic doesn't line up with my ficverse.... No..... U___U Oh well. sorry kris! <3

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cryptocism · 1 year

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cut him some slack he only just started listening to music

special thanks to @domnorian for their post opening my eyes to this dynamic and to @eyefocusing for thad’s outfit inspiration

#my art #dc #thad thawne #thaddeus thawne #kon el #conner kent #inertia #superboy #the ''unrequited crush'' should be used for comedy more tbh #mutual pining is cute but one-sided pining is hilarious #the complete disconnect in how one sees the other #its on the same level as like one-sided rivalries to me #like bro he barely knows u #anyway there was also a fic i read with thad getting interested in music that i cannot find atm but it was extremely good and i love the hc #my hc is that he would have the most varied musical taste youve ever seen in ur fukin life #and hes 100% sincere about all of it

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aletterinthenameofsanity · 1 month

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sometimes I see David Tennant's face in Doctor Who as he monologues about time travel/immortality/the eternal loneliness and I go...that's him. that's my rotten lil guy. my wretched wreck of a dude. wreckage in humanoid form. the lonely divine corrupted by himself forgiven by himself made by himself made by his companions made by the universe. horrible and horrifying and far too human and not human enough. the worst thing to ever happen to so many (Martha, Adelaide, Astrid, everyone else who flashed through that whole montage thanks to Davros). a corrupter. a corruption. a cleansing. a man carved out of grief and love and pathos and hatred and grudges and forgiveness who can only make the worst decisions with the best, most selfish of intentions. a man who loved until he lost everything. a man, more than any other doctor, who should never be left alone, and yet he dies alone, with the shortest regeneration speech of any doctor. desperately lonely, desperately tragic, a disaster of a man who is too careless with everything and everyone around him.

And yet I care about him so much, because he is also the man who at the end of it all, after he lost everyone and everything he held dear, after he lost rose and donna and sarah jane and jack and martha and mickey left him and he was more alone than he's ever been, he does the right thing. the kind thing. he stops the time lords from descending on the earth. he once again gives up his people because he understands that the Time Lords Victorious cannot and should not ever be the way to go. he steps in and he saves wilfred mott. he lets himself become the doctor once again. he doesn't want to go, but instead of taking that one final step into godhood, he gives his next self a chance at being a better doctor than he ever could be.

#I DID IT AGAIN #stupid rambling #meta #tenth doctor #character study of sorts #doctor who #my writing #eleventh doctor #hey ten's character arc and his corruption and his tragedy and his callousness and his grief and the way love splits him apart speaks to me #he loves and he loses and he's guilty of so many big and small horrors but at the end he makes himself the doctor again #he is in more pain than he has ever felt #has given up his planet & his people & his companions but he still gives up one last thing- his own life- & trades it for something better #he gives it all up for wilf #and for his future self #and I REALLY want a fic where Eleven went back to see Wilf now #david tennant #russell t davies #wilfred mott

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muffinlance · 5 months

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I really do love your writing and Salvage gets me through when I am sad or depressed. However, I was wondering, how do you cope when someone who wrote a review didn’t like your writing? If you’ve had this before… I had one today and I am dejected. I’m working through my perfectionism and I keep telling myself, “my writing isn’t for everyone and it’s okay.” Any advice?

If it was unsolicited, especially on a fanfic? Delete it, block the person if you feel like, then go do your rage activity of choice before forgetting about it forever. That person is rude and doesn't deserve your time anymore than someone bumping into you on the street.

I've also found it useful to actively think of my fanfic as writing practice, and not even my brain expects perfection from writing practice. It also frees you do Try Cool Things.

Now take this digital blanket and cup of hot chocolate and go reread your nice comments.

#most readers are absolutely lovely #But yeah I've gotten these too because there is always someone on the internet who thinks they are Right and Smart and that those things #Are more important than being kind and polite #Fic Reader Etiquette 101: the only writers looking for crits on a fic are the ones that explicitly asked for it #The only potential exception is for typos that impact reading clarity and even then varies by author #I love having any and all typos pointed out but I know some writers Don't Want To Hear It #My worst comment was the person who wrote essentially:#Wow I remember loving this story it had a huge impact on my life but now I reread years later and it's shit #...Honey. HONEY.#please realize that your personal growth and resulting resonance or lack thereof with a story's themes #have literally nothing to do with me #and I hope your next bit of character growth involves internalizing your self-reflection instead of outsourcing it to fanfiction

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remyfire · 10 days

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What we as a fandom do not discuss or incorporate enough into our work is that Margaret canonically loves to be thrown around, pinned down, and just generally wrecked in bed. This is a terrible missed opportunity and I believe that if we band together, we can give Margaret all the passionate feral rough sex that she craves.

#two lines have never haunted me more in my entire life than these btw #this would require her to have more than like 40 e-rated fics that she's the center of on ao3 so we have a lot of work to do #but i believe in all of us and our love of giving women what they are demanding #it is impossible to get a clear cap of this moment btw forgive me #one day someone will gif it just for me and i'll weep #margaret houlihan #bj hunnicutt #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #an eye for a tooth #s7e14 #margbeej

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kurtsascot · 1 month

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Ugh, As If!

read klueless, a klaine!clueless au, on ao3!!!!

HQ Version of Cover Art ; Art Ref Image

Summary: It’s 1995. Kurt’s a senior at McKinley High, and he’s looking to lose his virginity and get his love life in order before he goes off to college.

Unfortunately, Blaine, the pretentious son of Burt’s ex-wife, is in Lima to intern for Burt’s congressional reelection campaign, and Kurt is stuck dealing with him until the election is over.

Art: alice / @warblercore @mistyintherivers

Rating: M*

Key Tags: enemies to lovers, but its more like, oblivious idiots to lovers, kurt’s more oblivious than blaine, romcom shenanigans, 90s slang, humor, virginity, falling in love, forced proximity, first time*, pining, hurt/comfort, fluff, slowburn, kind of ?, internalized homophobia, period appropriate homophobia but like…as little as possible, klaine endgame

Soundtrack (updated as chapters go live)

closeups under the read more !!

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diaryofanidiot · 1 year

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The Neverland Curse

Summary: MC is on the receiving end of a strong curse. They've been reverted back to a child until they can earn a meaningful memory from each of those they care about. It's up to the Demon Brothers & co. to care for them until then.

CW: de-aging, cursing, slight nyctophobia, tantrums

Chapter List: Prologue 1 2 <3> 4 5 6

Taglist: @avatarofstars @botensbabygirl @mothmothmothmothmothmoth @akira-chan8 @rinizitos @pastatownsystem @stabbylikesnukes @urhigh42 @princessparadisebaby @abadonkori @lucifersimp333 @coffeeandtealol @maxx0inwonderland @letsblazewolf

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After what seemed like the hundredth outfit Asmo had me try on, my mood soured. The one he currently had me wearing was the worst by far. It was scratchy and way too warm. Not to mention my annoyance at his millionth squeal right next to my ear about how 'cute' i was.

If any word summed up this "fashion show" as he called it, the word was torture.

"And to top it off..." Asmo reached into a bag and pulled out a funny looking hat. "A cute beret!"

I pushed the foul object away from me. "Azzyyyyy" I whined. "No more. I don't want it!" He was closer than he realized to feeling my wrath.

"Hush. There's only a few more outfits."

I stomped my foot. "No!" I was starting to miss Beel's helicopter treatment. I tore the scratchy top off, feeling better in the tank top underneath it. Finally, my skin could breathe. With a huff, I threw it down and stomped on it. "No! No! No!"

Asmo looked in horror at the way I treated the clothes he just bought me, as if I've just slapped him in the face; but didn't make a move to stop my tantrum.

"Alright, get it out of your system." He sighed, folding up the remaining clothes. I kicked the shoes off, too, before flopping on the floor with a pout. He pet my hair soothingly.

"Huh. Human tantrums are very... mild in comparison." He giggled.

I kicked my feet indignantly and buried my face in Asmo's sweater. He shushed me in an attempt to quiet my frustrations. I heard the door click behind us.

"Asmo, what do you think you're doing?" I heard Mammon's voice but didn't bother looking up.

"(MC's) just got some big emotions right now. I'm handling it."

Mammon must've seen the cause of my distress in the form of clothes piled everywhere. "Like hell you are."

I felt hands wrap under my armpits as I was lifted into the air. I whined and continued to bury my face in Mammon's shirt after he got me situated on his hip.

"Maman, make Azzy stop." I mumbled.

Asmo shot a glare at Mammon. "I'll have you know, Lucifer sent me to get clothes for them. It's only necessary to try them on. Plus they looked so adorabllleee" I felt his fingers lightly pinch my cheek.

Mammon held me tighter and turned me away. "Like I give a damn. You're exhausting my human."

"Your Human?!" Asmo shrieked. "Like you could take care of a kid!"

"I'd be the best at it!" Mammon countered.

They continued bickering for at least another five minutes. I clamped my hands over my ears. Everything was too much!

"Now look what you did!" Asmo was seething. Mammon was holding me way too tightly. Before I knew it, fat, hot tears began to roll down my face.

"No more!" I cried. The two froze, unsure of what to do. Next thing I know, I was yanked out of Mammon's arms with a speed too fast to process. I rubbed my eyes to see a blurry vision of Satan through my tears.

He didn't say anything, and neither did the other two. The look of anger on his face was enough to silence them. The very definition of If looks could kill.

With one last warning look, Satan carried me away while I struggled to stop crying. I could feel him taking deep breaths as we walked.

The bouncing movement of his walking slowly calmed me down until I could look at him. The scowl on his face was scary, but he's saved me from being smothered twice now.

I patted his cheek lightly. "TanTan, mad?"

The scowl quickly turned to a look of surprise as he stopped in his tracks. A chuckle broke free from his lips as he looked at me with bewilderment.

"TanTan, huh?" The chuckle turned to a full laugh. "Even as a kid, you know how to cheer me up. No, I'm not mad. At least, not with you."

I nodded before gently biting on the top of my thumb. "Where goin?"

"It's your bedtime. Those two idiots kept you up way too late."

I shook my head. "Not Maman. He was trying to help me."

"Even so, you need sleep. Belphie was meant to be in charge of that, but who knows where he could be right now." He opened the door to my room and set me down in the connected bathroom on the sink counter. "Cmon, let's get you ready."

I watched as he prepped a toothbrush with paste and held it out to me. "Think you can do it on your own?"

I nodded and took it. I must've made quite a mess trying because he soon took it back. "Here. Open."

With a huff, I sat with my mouth opened while he helped.

I could've done it.

"Alright, now spit." He wiped my mouth after I complied and helped me down. "Will you be comfy sleeping in that?"

"Yea but I'm not tired now." I pouted, returning my thumb to my mouth. He promptly removed it.

"None of that. You'll make yourself sick. And don't lie to me, I can see the tired in your eyes." He poked my cheek.

How dare he. I'm not a liar.

He lifted me back up and set me down in my bed, pulling up the covers around me. "Since you aren't tired, maybe a story?"

I perked up at this. "Yes, please!"

He smiled and told me to wait there while he left to pick a couple out. When he came back, I had plenty of options to choose from. After much thought, I chose the one with the dragon on the cover.

"Good choice." He smiled. "Now get cozy"

"TanTan?' I asked, moving further down the covers.

"Yes?"

"Will you stay with me? Til I go to sleep?"

He nodded, tucking me in the rest of the way. "Of course."

He pulled a chair up and began reading. His voice was nice, and he even gave the characters different voices. Occasionally, he'd swipe his eyes from the page to me. Not that it was needed, it'd be hard to tear my attention away from the fantastical story about a dragon on an adventure to find his family. I was hanging off every word.

But his words eventually turned into white noise as my eyes were forcibly closing themselves. The last thing I felt before drifting off was a hand on my head and a soft

Good night.

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My eyes opened to a dark room. Nervously, I looked around. Satan had left, and now I was all alone. I looked out the window but it was still dark.

Oh right... no sun.

I couldn't tell what time it was, but the dark was starting to scare me. Every shadow could turn out to be a monster or something trying to get me! A whimper escaped my lips as I pulled the covers tighter.

My hand brushed against something fluffy before I remembered Bloo was on the bed with me. I clutched the stuffed bear to my chest as I worked up the courage to get out of bed.

I swung my feet of the side of the bed and quietly ran to the door, Bloo in hand. Reaching up to grab the door handle, I slowly pushed it open. It creaked ever so slightly. I paused, eyes wide in fear of something hearing me.

"Gotta be quiet," I whispered to my bear. I knew he'd understand. The hallway was very dimly lit, clearly most everyone was in bed. Or so I thought.

A blue light emitted from under one of the doors in the hall. Maybe somebody was still awake? I clumsily knocked on the door, hoping somebody would answer. An answer I shortly got.

"Password?" A tired voice called. I recognized it but couldn't remember who.

"Um..." I frowned. Why was there a password? Not fair. "I don't know..."

Shuffling sounds could be heard on the other side before the latch clicked.

"Sorry, Hen- er.. (MC), I didn't know it was you. " Levi's hair was disheveled, and a gaming headset sat crooked from his neck as if he fell asleep during a session. "You okay?"

I clutched Bloo closer to me and shook my head, staring down at my feet. "It's dark."

Levi shifted his weight, seemingly unsure of himself. "You wanna hang out in here? The aquarium keeps the room lit through the night."

Nodding, I let him lead me into his room. My eyes widened at the sight of it. I hadn't been shown the bedrooms on the tour, and this one was even cooler than mine.

Slowly, I walked toward the giant aquarium that felt more like a view into the ocean. A single goldfish stared back at me. Levi smiled.

"That's Henry. I think he likes you." He mused, kneeling next to me.

"Hi Henry..." I whispered. He pressed himself against the glass where my hand lay before swimming off again. I glanced around once more, looking at all the posters and figurines on his shelves. "Who's that?" I asked, pointing at a poster whose face appeared plenty in different parts of the room.

"Ruri-chan!" Levi grinned at my interest. "She's the absolute coolest. In fact, if you like, we could watch one of her movies."

I perked up and nodded. I was no longer sleepy, and a movie sounded great. He pulled up a bean bag in front of his TV and motioned for me to sit while he got everything in order.

"Not this one... this one you need to know previous lore, this one has a bad guy too scary for them.." Levi continued to mumble to himself while he sorted through a pile of DVD copies. "Ah! Here we go! The Magical Ruri-Hana: The journey to the unknown. Perfect for your age right now."

He paused for a moment after putting it in. "I'll have to sort which episodes of the anime you can watch later. I'll make a list so we can binge it."

Levi was buzzing with excitement, occasionally muttering to himself about getting to show me this all over again. My confusion grew once more. I've never seen this before. What did he mean again?

"Ah! Sorry! Ignore me." He must've noticed the puzzled expression on my face.

The bean bag was large enough to share, so I made room for him to sit with me. I felt the weight of the bean bag shift as he plopped down onto it. Next thing I knew, the TV had my full attention as the opening scene began.

Levi must've been up a long time because his initial excitement was soon replaced by quiet snoring about halfway through the second movie. Despite my fixation on the film, the sounds of everyone in the house waking up kept distracting me.

Carefully, I poked Levi's cheek. "Vi... it's morning."

"Hana.. Ru.. needs saved..." He breathed out, still fully asleep.

The footsteps and muffled talking in the hallway outside the room grew more frantic. I decided to pay it no attention while I watched the rest of the movie.

Bzzt

Bzzzt

Levi's phone buzzed on a nearby table, slow notifications at first soon grew to a consistent spamming. The footsteps outside grew louder til they were right outside the door.

The door swung open, hitting the wall behind it with a loud bang. Levi jolted and sat up.

"We can't find (MC!)," Mammon yelled right before his eyes met my widened ones. "...(MC)?"

"Hi Maman!"

"How many times do I have to tell you! Password entry only!" Levi yelled before falling back onto the beanbag. "They're in here with me."

"No shit I can see that." Mammon scoffed before turning his head to the hall and shouting. "They're with Levi!"

"Oh sure. Make this a family gathering, why don't you? Stupid Mammon..." Levi paused the movie while the others crowded the doorway.

The full attention of everyone so early in the morning set my nerves aflame. "...am I in trouble?" I asked, barely above a whisper.

Asmo was the first to respond, pushing past Mammon and grabbing my shoulders. "No, hon. You just scared us when we found out you weren't where we thought you were. It's a big house and you could get lost."

I nodded softly and watched as the brothers gathered their emotions.

"Couldn't sleep anymore. It was too dark"

"We'll get you a nightlight." Lucifer suggested, being the last to come in the room. "For now, let's go have some breakfast. You have a big day today."

I took his hand as we all dispersed, aside from Levi, who wanted an extra ten minutes of sleep; and followed him to the dining room.

"What big day?"

"There's two more people who'd like to meet you." The corner of his mouth formed a small smile. "And after that, we need to go see Solomon. He's figured something out about our...current predicament."

I wasn't sure who wanted to see me, but I do know that I was excited to see Solomon again. Happy with the answer, I set my attention on breakfast.

#sorry this chapter seems a little rushed #have a few big changes going on in my life rn #but enjoy this one ^-^ i enjoyed writing it #love you all <3 #obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me au #obey me agere #agere fic #omswd agere #little!reader

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