#i swear i'm gonna get through everyone's mcs... eventually...

[ur-dad-satan]

Daddy (sub!MamxM!MC) kinky

4k words, 18+, MDNI, enjoy <3

Includes omorashi kink, face fucking, anal sex, face painting, fluffy praise

This is a kinky smutshot featuring choking, omorashi, handcuffs, praise, and dom!MC. If you don't know what omorashi is, it's basically a piss holding kink. I understand that it's not for everyone so feel free to skip this one. I'll write another MammonxM!MC eventually.

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MC had been in the Devildom for a while now and he knew that there was something about Mammon from the first time they met. MC could see right past the facade of "money-grubbing scumbag". He knew that the second eldest had more to him than what people said about him, and the side he showed to everyone. No one - not even a demon - could take being bullied by everyone around them without at least feeling a little bit bad. Luckily, MC saw through it. MC broke Mammon's shell. There was many a night where Mam had a rough day and the only way he felt better was to cry in MC's arms. Since that first night Mam showed his true colors, MC would stand up for him whenever someone would bully him. This extended to his brothers as well. 

Things came to a head the day Mammon was getting yelled at by Lucifer over skipping his last class one day. He had felt ill, and MC came home with him to make sure he didn't get worse. By the time Lucifer had found out, Mam had taken medicine and started to feel better, but not by much. When Lucifer barged into Mammon's room where he and MC were watching a movie, he started to scream and swear at Mam so loud that all five of the younger brothers gathered outside of Mammon's door. Mammon was stone faced while taking the verbal assault, but MC knew he was hurting. He shouldn't have to take this whether he was sick or not. So, MC stepped in between the angry demon and his brother. MC used his pact to make Lucifer stop talking and laid into him. MC's mouth was fouler that the avatar of Pride's surprising all seven demon brothers.

Three things changed that day. 1. The little bros were now afraid of MC. Not even Diavolo would have spoken to Lucifer the way he had. 2. Lucifer respected MC a little bit more than he ever thought he would. And finally, 3. Mammon fell in love with MC, and he fell hard. To this day, Mammon and MC were dating.

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Fast forward to the present day, Mammon, MC, Beel, and Simeon were all heading to their last class for the day. The class was over an hour long and Mam's worst class. Both of them had been overburdened with all of the student council work on top of all of their schoolwork and preparing for their finals. Neither of them could remember the last time they hung out without the pressure of homework, projects, or some type of other work pressing down on their shoulders. Suddenly, MC got an idea in his pretty little head. Before the class started, MC went up to the teacher and told her that he wasn't feeling well and told her that he would get the notes from Simeon and needed Mammon to walk him home. The teacher wrote herself a note saying that he was going home and excused both MC and Mammon.

"Mam, I'm not feeling well, and the teacher said you can walk me home." MC said in Mammon's ear. Worry immediately washed over the white-haired demon's face and he shot out of his chair.

"Are you okay, Treasure? What's wrong?" Mammon asked worried about his boyfriend. He gently held onto MC's sleeve as they walked over to Simeon to ask if they could borrow his notes the next day to which he happily agreed. MC told Beel that they would be leaving and the two of them started to walk out of the school. "MCCC you never answered my question. What's wrong? Why don't you feel well?" Mammon asked now holding onto MC's arm as they walked.

"Honestly? I lied. I feel fine. I just needed a cover for us to skip so Lucifer won't get mad. We're gonna go spend some time together, Pet." MC explained. Mammon blushed a little at the nickname but nodded in understanding.

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Once the two got home, they checked the others' rooms to make sure no one was home; afterward, they grabbed some snacks from MC's secret stash and went to Mammon's room. MC knew that Lucifer would probably discreetly look for proof of illness, so they both blew their noses into a bunch of tissues and poured out a little bit of medicine to make it seem like he had taken some before starting their movie and eating their snacks.

The two watched movies, ate snacks, and cuddled for a while before the while some innocent vibes took a sharp left.

"Ugh, can you pause the movie, babes? I have to go to the bathroom." Mammon asked and tried to get up.

"No." MC said and held him tighter.

"C'mon, MC. I gotta piss." Mam whined.

"Then you're gonna have to hold it." MC replied and kissed his boyfriend's neck. Mam blushed and muttered a 'fine' under his breath before snuggling up to MC again. It only took fifteen minutes for Mammon to start squirming.

"MC, please. I really gotta piss." Mammon whined and tried to get up. MC's grip didn't falter, and he continues holding the demon down.

"Then hold it, Pet." He said in a sweet voice.

"I can't. I really have'ta go." The white-haired demon said. He finally got his torso free and could sit up.

"How about we play, then. Let's make a bet." MC offered. Even though he couldn't see, MC was almost certain his eyes had a glint of competitiveness in them as his body language changed. After all, Mammon loved bets.

"What kind've bet?" Mam asked skeptical. MC sat up as well and wrapped his arms around Man's mid-section under his shirt. Fuck he was fit. Not too muscular, but just enough to know he was strong. MC pulled him close before speaking again.

"If and only if you can hold it until I tell you that you can go, I'll fulfill one wish. Nothing is off the table within our boundaries. Whatever you want. So, we have a deal?" MC proposed. Mammon took a minute to think it over before giving MC an answer. Somehow, he felt like there was going to be some type of catch, so he asked.

"There's a catch, ain't it?" Mam asked. Sometimes, very rarely, MC cheated in their little bets.

"Of course." He laughed. "We're just gonna play a little bit while you hold. Okay?" MC sat up on his knees and moved his hands to drape loosely around Man's neck. He kissed the demon's cheek while he decided on whether or not he wanted to participate.

"Alright. Ya got a deal." Mam smiled. He couldn't say no to the love of his life especially when it meant that he could be this close to him for a little while longer.

"Seal it with a kiss?" MC asked innocently. Mammon let out a tiny laugh and pecked his boyfriend's lips. "Ready for your rules, Mam?" He asked getting up.

"Yeah okay." Mammon was clearly only half listening now. That's something they would have to fix. MC held out his hand for the white-haired boy to take and guided him to stand beside his bed.

"I only have three rules for you, alright, Love?" MC prefaced. He kissed Mam's forehead to make him pay attention. "First, you're not allowed to touch yourself. I know how hard it makes you when you hold your piss like that." MC kissed his neck right below his jaw to punctuate his statement. The feeling brought Mammon reeling back to the present. His arms snaked around MC's waist and pulled the human closer to himself.

"Ya know me so well, what's next?" Mam asked burying his face in MC's neck. MC stroked his head and cupped his face on one hand.

"Second, you can only call me 'sir' 'daddy' or one of our little names. Third, if you piss yourself before I tell you to," MC started. He made sure that his mouth was right next to Mam's ear before dropping his voice seductively and practically whispering "I'm going to fuck you until you see stars. Got it?" He once again punctuated himself with a kiss to Mam's ear. His body shuddered and he inhaled sharply before he pulled away a bit to look into MC's eyes.

"Yeah, I got it." Mam said and started to look away. MC kissed Mam's lips once more but this time, it was far steamier. This kiss was no quick peck as the previous had been. This one kiss turned to many. Their hands ran all over each other and MC pulled Mam closer. The more they kissed, the needier Mammon got. Swept up in the moment, the demon boy took MC's shirt off. MC pulled away with a quick peck to his nose and grinned mischievously.

"Strip. Down to your boxers." MC commanded. Mammon, still caught up in the moment, started to take his clothes off immediately. He stood in front of MC in nothing but a pair of black boxers and the blush painting his beautiful dark skin. "Good boy." MC complemented. Almost as if to remind Mammon of what got them to this stage in the first place, his bladder throbbed making him squeeze his thighs shut.

"Ah, fuck," The demon exclaimed in half surprise and half arousal. MC smiled a small smile. 

"On your knees. Where did we put the handcuffs, pretty?" MC asked and started walking towards Mammon's bathroom. 

"They should be in my top drawer next to the sink." The boy on the floor called out. "Oh! look in the linen closet in there and get the new white box. It's a mat that soaks up water so cleanin' up is easier." MC nodded in acknowledgement and got those two things. 

"You're so smart, Mam." MC complemented while grabbing the things they would need to have fun. Mammon blushed a bit darker at the sweet words. MC complemented him all the time, but it always took him by surprise. MC came back soon after and kissed Mammon's forehead before he stood up to help MC set everything up. Once the mat was spread out on the floor with Mammon kneeling on top of it with a desperately uncomfortable look on his face, MC smirked. "Are you ready for handcuffs, my pretty boy?"

"Yes, Sir." Mam said, his face and body language both changed to reflect how much he was trying to hold his piss. Don't get him wrong, he loved being fucked by MC, but he wanted to do good and get praise. Just thinking about what he could get MC to do if he could just hold it long enough made him hard. MC only noticed how hard he was getting after securely locking his hands behind him.

"Excited already, aren't you?" MC asked. He leaned down and kissed Mam's neck, savoring the taste of his gorgeous golden-brown skin. Mam's body relaxed and he moved his head to allow his partner more access to make him feel good. He still didn't want to let it out yet, so he squeezed his thighs once more. His breath quickened a bit as his tent grew even more to full mast. MC kneeled down on his knees beside Mam and kissed his pretty lips. The human's hands ran all over Mammon's body; one gingerly stroked up and down Mam's back making him squirm while the other squeezed and prodded at one of Mammon's thighs. The hand on the demon's thigh worked its way higher, barely touching Mam's hip before resting on his lower stomach right above his bladder. 

"Please MC, I gotta pee so bad. Can I please go?" Mammon moaned into the kiss. His voice has become more needy and desperate as he barely tries to move to get MC to touch his dick.

"Not yet, and what was rule two?" MC pulled away and grabbed his face with the hand that wasn't on his abdomen.

"Really?" Mam asked exasperatedly. MC pressed down on Mammon's bladder making him moan, whimper, and jump to try to get away from the pressure; it didn't work though. Tiny droplets of piss started to dot the fabric of his boxers and his breath caught in his throat. 

"Yes, really."

"Ah! P-please, sir! Can I please piss? I can't hold it." Mam moaned and kept squirming. MC smiled evilly and stopped pressing Mam's bladder.

"Good boy, but no, you can't. Don't forget what'll happen if you do." MC kissed MC's neck once more and he moaned.

"Pressin' my bladder should be considered cheatin'." Mammon complained. MC kissed him once more before a smirk crossed his face.

"Are you gonna keep complaining? Because I'll make you piss yourself and fuck you silly if so." MC grabbed Mam by his chin causing him to blush like mad. It was one of his weaknesses that only MC knew about, and they both intended to keep it that way. Mammon started bouncing as a tiny bit of piss dripped from his boxers once more. He let out a moan and willed the hot wet liquid to stop from spilling all over his boxers and himself.

"Fuck, Baby, please! I'm gonna piss all over myself." The demon pleaded, but MC's expression changed to an innocent one before speaking.

"So, you're giving up on our bet? Just like that?" MC asked.

"N-no! I just ca-can't hold it much longer." Mam stuttered out desperately. MC had him exactly where he wanted him. The human pressed on Mam's bladder once more. The pressure made Mammon moan in pleasure as hot piss drenched his black boxers. The wetness made the fabric stick to his skin and the heavy breathing and exasperated 'no no no's' coming from Mammon made MC just as hard. Mam moaned out small curses under his breath as he winded down from such an embarrassing display.

"Tsk tsk tsk. What a shame. You broke rule three." MC said sarcastically but also a bit sympathetically. 

"You're a cheater." Mam said frustrated and horny with a hint of sadness in his voice. MC cooed and kissed his forehead.

"I don't think I cheated. I think I simply... rushed the inevitable outcome, don't you think? We can stop if you would like to, though." MC said the second part in all sincerity. He may have wanted to fuck Mammon, but his comfort and wellbeing was much more important than MC's horniness. 

"Nah, just know I'm gonna have to get ya back for this." Mammon said as his signature crooked grin spread across his face. He truly was a work of art. 

"Cuffs on or off, beautiful?" MC asked and kissed Mammon's head.

"Off, please. I wanna use my hands." MC slid off his pants while Mam was talking, leaving him in his boxers just like his boy.

"Okay, love. But first, I'm gonna keep you like that for a little while longer. I wanna fuck your pretty mouth." MC said and used his hand to gently guide Mam's mouth toward his clothed erection.

Mammon looked up through beyond the white hair that fell just above his eyes as he mouthed and kissed MC's hard cock through his boxers. The human stroked his boyfriend's face while he licked against the fabric. MC pulled down his boxers exposing himself completely and rubbed his dick against Mam's wet lips before placing the tip in his mouth. Almost like it was an instinct, Mammon licked and sucked the tip just the way MC liked. He let out small moans and grabbed the back of the dark-skinned demon's head and began to slowly push is up and down his dick. Mammon's hot wet mouth felt like heaven on MC's big hard cock.

The sensation felt way too good for MC to not have his way with his boyfriend's mouth, so he did. He held Mammon's head with his hands as he began to thrust into his mouth. MC's cock hit the back of Mam's throat and made him gag a bit, but neither man cared too much. Gradually, MC increased in speed until he was fucking Mammon's throat at the perfect speed. He pounded and pounded; thrusted and thrusted as Mammon was letting out gags and small moans. He loved being used like that. MC shoved his cock all the way down Mam's throat until his nose was touching MC's groin and his eyes were watering like he was cutting onions. When MC pulled it out, Mam caught his breath just enough before MC tackled him in a kiss.

"Good job. You take my dick so well." MC complemented between kisses. He got back down to Mammon's level and kissed him once more before grabbing the key to the handcuffs and unlocking his dainty wrists. MC placed the handcuffs on the bed side table and kissed the front and back of both of Mammon's wrists just as he always did. "Because you were such a good sport, I'll let you choose the first position, pet. What will it be?" MC happen Mam up and out of his wet underwear leaving him beautifully bare. Mammon thought for a second before getting up on his bed and put his ass in the air.

"Doggy, please." He requested as a blush spread across his face. MC laughed lightly at how eager Mam was as he grabbed the lube from the bedside table.

"Are you ready? Fingers first." MC said and spread the gel across two of his fingers. Mammon nodded his head and arched his back to give MC better access to his hole. MC gently kissed Mam's lower back then one of his ass cheeks before gently pressing one finger in his ass. Mam let out a small gasp and buried his face in the blanket on the bed. MC pumped his finger in Mammon's ass a bit before adding a second one. Mam moaned more and every little noise that he made, made MC more and more horny. He wouldn't be able to wait much longer for Mam to get prepped. The only way Mam would be absolutely prepared quick enough is if he had prepared ahead of time, which he didn't. As if reading MC's mind, Mam spoke up.

"Please, just fuck me." Mammon asked not being able to take the slowing teasing motions. 

"Are you sure, baby boy?" MC asked. Mam nodded his head and moaned out a small please. MC smiled at his adorable boyfriend and stood up off of the bed. He grabbed Mam by the thighs and pulled him close. MC's hard cock rubbed against the demon's asshole before he slowly pushed into it. Both men moaned a bit with the tan-skinned man's voice being louder. MC moved slowly to allow Mam to adjust to his size. Despite being a demon and a human, their bodies were pretty similar in terms of genitalia. Demon penises and vaginas looked almost exactly like humans' with some differences depending on the demon.

"F-uck." Mam moaned quieter than before. MC pulled out almost all the way before slowly pushing in completely. Another of Mammon's moans leaked from his lips; it was music to MC's ears. MC started moving faster, making the boy on the bed moan more and more. 

"My Diavolo, you're doing so good, baby. Such a good boy for me." MC gripped Mammon's hips and started pounding into him. Breathy moans and swears leaked from the white-haired boy's pretty mouth and it made MC fall more and more in love with him. "I wanna see your pretty face. Turn over for me." MC requested and pulled out completely. Mam quickly caught his breath and flipped over to lay on his back. MC pulled him closer and leaned down to kiss him. Their lips dance together, and the demon's arms wrapped around MC's neck to bring him closer. MC lined himself up with Mam's hole once more and plunged into him. Fuck, he felt so good.

MC thrusted into him again and again while kissing his lips and face. Every little movement made him whine, made his breath hitch, made his face go redder, and made his heart pound. MC pulled back and looked Mammon in the eye. His pupils were dilated, his cheeks were tinted pink, and a thin layer of sweat had started to form on his soft skin. 

"You're so pretty, baby." MC complemented as he was balls deep inside Mammon. Mam blushed at the complement and tried to respond but MC pounded into him making him moan loudly instead. One if Mam's hands shot out and gripped the blanket under him as his ass was getting railed.

"M-more! Don't stop!" Mammon whined out. A hungry look flashed in his eye and in an instant his appearance changed. Black spiral horns sprout from his messy white hair, and he had to sit up so he could free his wings from under him. Black and white bat like wings sprouted from his back. No matter how many times MC saw them, he always looked at them in awe. MC's pace slowed as he changed his focus to Mam's wings. His thrusts became more rhythmic, and he thrusted deeper as he gingerly runs his fingers over the wings. His touch makes Mam shiver in pleasure. His face tinted darker, and his dick jumped; he didn't know why, but whenever MC touched his wings, he would react like MC was stimulating his sweet spot.

"I'll never get over how amazing you are." MC said dreamily. Mammon's eyes darted away, and a small smile appeared on his face.

"O-of course I'm- UGH- amazin' I'm the Great Mammon!" He said between moans. Even when he was getting his ass pounded, he was still confident as ever. Fuck, MC was so in love.

"How about you show me exactly how great you are, pretty boy." MC said and kissed Mammon before pushing himself all the way in and gripping Mam's thighs. His arms shot up and around MC's neck as MC pulled him up and off of the bed. MC's hands moved to his lower back. 

MC stumbled to a wall and pushed Mammon up against it. He adjusted himself once again to a more comfortable stance and started to fuck Mammon against his wall. Mam bounced on MC's dick with pure bliss across his face. He tried to hide his face in MC's neck, but MC beat him to the punch. MC started to kiss and suck on Mammon's neck and chest making sure to leave bites and bruises in his wake. Some of them would be visible, but MC knew that no one would say anything, and if Mam wanted to cover them up, Asmo would help without a single question.

"MC I-I'm gettin' so close." Mam moaned. One of his hands shot down to his hard dick and went to work. His breath quickened and his moans became a constant string. MC was starting to get close to his orgasm too, so before either of them could cum, MC got one more idea. The human secured the demon in his arms once more before taking Mammon back to the bed. MC kissed his lips once more before turning Mammon on his stomach propping his ass up for easy access.

"One more position." MC said, his voice low and gruff with lust and breathy. MC put his dick in Mam's ass one more time and started thrusting as hard and fast as he could knowing that he wouldn't hurt his demon boyfriend. Mammon's moans steadily got louder when MC leaned down and grabbed Mammon by the throat and pulled his back to be against his chest. The demon's face was completely flushed, and his body was shaking lightly.

"F-f-FUCK!!" Mammon moaned against MC's hand against his throat.

"What's my name, baby boy?" MC asked; his empty hand shot down to replace Mammon's on his hard dick leaking precum. MC stroked his dick, gently choked him, and kissed and sucked on his neck; that specific spot where his jaw met his neck was his sweet spot. Any and everything that happened right there immediately sent Mammon into overdrive and that included how much MC was sucking and biting right there.

"D-daddy," Mammon moaned lowly. MC tightened his grip just a bit, so Mam's breathing and moans came out slightly wheezy. 

"Say it again." MC commanded and thrusted into Mammon even deeper hitting his prostate making Mam moan the loudest he had the entire afternoon.

"D-DADDY! DADDY! DADDYYY!" Mammon practically yelled as hot sticky white strands of cum shot out of Mammon's cock. His body shook with intense pleasure as his asshole pulsed and he rode out his orgasm with MC still pounding his prostate. Mammon's pretty moans were the only thing heard aside from MC's ragged breath. MC was almost at his tipping point so he let Mammon down and helped him turn around so he could paint his face like he's Mona Lisa.

"You're so fucking good, baby." MC said looking down at Mammon's pretty red face before cuming all over it. MC's moans echoed around the room as Mammon laid there catching his breath and having an occasional residual tremble from his mind-numbing orgasm. Once MC caught his breath, he couldn't take his eyes off of Mammon. Despite having his face covered in MC's hot sticky cum that was dripping down his cheeks, he still looked up at the human with big pretty heart eyes and his adorable mischievous grin. 

"You taste good." Mammon said in a small voice, grin not wavering. MC leaned down and kissed the top of his head and smiled. 

"Come on, let's go take a bath. We need one." MC laughed and went to pick up Mammon bridal style and carried him over to the bathroom. MC drew a nice hot bath and both of them got in. After washing the cum off of Mammon's face, MC peppered it with tiny kisses and small words of affirmation.

"MC... do ya really mean all the stuff you say about me? Y'know me being good and pretty and all that?" Mammon asked absentmindedly playing with one of MC's hands.

"Of course, I do, Mammon. I love you so much, and I always will. I don't care what anybody says, you're a good person and you're so pretty and handsome. You're so smart and kind, and I adore you so very much. I mean every kind thing I've ever said about you because it's all true, and I love you. Don't ever forget it. Okay?" MC ranted and finished with a kiss to Mammon's face and lips.

"I love ya too, MC. Never leave." Mammon said cuddling closer to MC. He was definitely blushing, but MC wasn't going to say anything. After they finished getting clean, the two put on some fluffy pajamas and cuddled up on the couch once more. The rest of the evening, the two watched movies and ate their snacks. As expected, when RAD let out, the brothers had a short meeting with Lord Diavolo for student council things. Afterwards, they came to visit MC and make sure Mammon wasn't being annoying to them or anything. 

Mammon was truly so thankful to have met MC and MC was too.

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[gifti3]

Okay i wrote this in record time for me. i just got the urge and boom here it is. I wanted to get this out fast so I didn't forget about it.

I called it a CEO AU but honestly its just an AU where MC works as Lucifer's assistant and is ready to wrap up this part of their life and move on to different work.

All the brothers are mentioned in this. And this can be whatever you want honestly. Platonic not so platonic. Maybe MC is dating one of them, maybe not. I kept it pretty vague!

MC is gender neutral.

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"What is this?"

You push the envelope forward. "My letter of resignation."

Maybe it was a bit much handing it to him in person like this, but emailing just felt too cold. And yea he was your boss, but you considered Lucy a friend too and wanted to leave on the best note possible.

"I know you're busy but I wanted to let you know asap so we can plan accordingly."

Surprising to you, Lucifer seems slightly caught off guard. "Did you find new work?"

You nod with a smile. "Yep! It’s pay and benefits aren't as good but it's practically my dream job."

Lucifer observes you. It was obvious that working as his assistant was a lot of stress on you. Asmodeus mentioned your frustrations to him several times. But you always pulled through in the end. 

Did he overestimate you? No, overwork you?

"When do you leave?"

"2 weeks!"

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"They're literally going to the other side of the world you guys!"

“They’re what!?” Mammon responds, bewildered.

"They're moving to the other side of the world! A completely different country--this sucks!" Asmodeus lays his head down in his arms.

Unease fills the meeting room. This was new information to the rest of the brothers, including Lucifer. MC had never mentioned anything about moving and now an unwanted change had become much more unpleasant.  

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"Hey MC! Why didn't ya mention ya were moving to the other side of the world?" Mammon approaches from the meeting room, wasting no time.

"Ohhh... right, I forgot to mention that part to everyone. But it wasn't really that important honestly."

“What do ya mean it’s not important. It’s kind of a big deal!”

"....Okay yeah you're right, but it honestly slipped my mind. By the way, not on the other side of the world. Asmo likes to exaggerate, I swear. Either that or his geography could use some polishing."

You continue dropping random items from inside your desk into a box. You still had a week and half left but you wanted to take all your personal non-work stuff home to avoid forgetting anything. You were honestly surprised by how much unnecessary crap had found its way into the desk. It was a stark difference compared to your first couple of months working here.

When you first started, it sucked honestly. If it wasn't for the amazing pay you would have quit fairly quick. 

The first several months were rough, but with time you started getting used to working for the overbearing perfectionist that was Lucifer. Things started to feel routine, you could access possible issues before they happened. And Lucifer’s brothers coming in and out of this building stopped being an annoyance and began to be something to look forward to. You made friends with each and every one of them. Then even Lucifer eventually came around. And before you knew it had been 4 years.

You always thought about moving on to new work but would forget about it and go back to the usual routine. But recently, you were starting to feel content--no resigned. Like "I guess I could stay here forever…" resigned. And it scared you! So you immediately started job searching more seriously and your months of work paid off.

But I'm still gonna miss this place.

Next, Asmo is out of the room. He walks straight for you and wraps you in a tight hug. "MC don't leave us please!"

"I must--AH you're squeezing me too hard!"

He loosens his hold. "Sorry."

You pat his arm.

“Aren't ya gonna miss me--us? Whatever new people ya meet couldn't measure up to the Great Mammom!”

"That’s definitely true, but I need to spread my wings and fly you guys. Hmm…that sounded better in my head."

You notice Leviathan standing off to the side listening so you give him a smile. 

"Levi, why are you standing over there?"

He jumps but makes his way over from your prompting.

"S-So you really found your dream job. It sucks you're leaving but maybe it's a good thing too…"

You nod. "It's new and a little scary, but just consider it me starting a new arc in life."

"And honestly if you guys really want to talk to me, then keep in touch. You literally all have my number."

Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to help much for cheering up Levi or the other two.

Fortunately though, Satan appears before the silence becomes unbearable.

"So you're finally escaping Lucifer MC?”

"Ha! I guess you could put it that way..."

Asmo crosses his arms, his frown deepening. "Please don't let him overhear that."

Satan shows what he's hiding behind his back. "I'll miss your company but I'd like to send you off on the right foot so I brought you a couple of items."

He hands you the gift bag.

"If this isn't a book, I'll be shocked," you say.

You peep inside and realize there's multiple things.

A hardback book from a series you and Satan are currently reading (of course), a neck pillow, and a kitty eye mask.

"Oh wait there's something else."

You dig in and pull out a bracelet. But not just any bracelet. A very limited edition one. It was official merch for one of your favorite series, but you couldn't afford it at the time when it was released.

"What the heck, how'd you find this? This came out years ago!"

"Lots of online searching, and thanks to Levi and Asmo we found a somewhat reasonable price to all pitch in for."

You put the bracelet on. 

“And in such a short time too…Im.never taking this off!” 

You grin. “Well…now I gotta hug you all!”

Before he responds you're crushing Satan, managing to fluster him. You then pull (a blushing) Levi and then Asmo in for a hug, the latter eagerly returning it. 

“No way ya guys are making me look bad,” Mammon says.

"Get in on the collab next time!" Asmo quips.

“Don't worry Mammon, I'll give you a hug later.”

“What? I didn't say anything about a hug…”

“So you don't want one. Got it.”

“Hold on, wait a second…”

You smirk and shake your head. “Okay help me move my stuff you guys so we have a reason to keep talking.”

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"Is Belphie still ignoring me?"

Beel nods. "Sorry MC. I think he just needs more time to process."

The other day after leaving the meeting room the youngest made a beeline for the elevator. He didn't even look your way.

"Ah he wounds me..."

"I'll talk to him. Maybe eating out together would help clear the air?"

“Oo, you, me and Belphie. Let's do it!”

Beel smiles that way you love and you give him a sudden hug. It couldn’t be helped, you had a soft spot for the two youngest brothers.”

“Beel, I’m gonna miss you so much!”

He returns the hug. "Me too. I wish you didn’t have to leave, but what makes you happy is most important."

You pull back to look at his face. “I swear you're way more mature than some of your older brothers.”

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As your last day gets closer and closer, the brothers (6 out of 7 at least) accept your impending departure. And along with that came endless gifts. It was like Satan triggered a competition to see who could do better. And it looked like you'd have to spend extra money on moving all this extra stuff that had been dumped on you.

Especially after that shopping spree Asmo took you on.

Start your new life with a new wardrobe MC!

Even Belphie had gotten over his initial shock after your dinner with him and Beel and gifted you several items. 

Please make sure to answer mine and Beel’s messages right away.

Don't worry I won't miss any of you or your brother's texts!

Who's talking about those others?

You chuckle at the memory. Belphie was too much sometimes.

You shake your head and sniffle. 

….Oh god. 

You wouldn't see them in person like this anymore! These moments with them. They would be far and few between once you started your new job.

And for some reason while you're surrounded by half packed boxes in your home, it’s finally hitting you.

Your phone pings and you wipe your eyes.

A text from Lucifer.

That was the last person you expected. He hasn't really been talking to you much outside of work since you gave him your resignation, and even then it was purely professional. It made you feel bad. Like your relationship had regressed.

So you quickly respond.

L: Did you already schedule transportation to the airport?

M: of course 👍 don’t wanna wait last minute

L: Make sure you double check the dates too.

M: lucy are you gonna miss me? :3c

If you didn’t bring it up, he might not say it out right.

L: You're so troublesome.

L: But yes, I will miss you.

L: And I honestly don't understand why you're leaving.

You stare at the messages. How were you supposed to respond to that?

M: i have to. it's what i want to do with my life…

L: Okay. Make sure you're on time tomorrow.

That's it? 

You let out an annoyed sigh.

-----

You're in Lucifer's office first thing in the morning. He looks up with you with a raised eyebrow when you barge in.

You drag a seat directly in front of his desk so he’s forced to look at you. "We are handling this right now. I want to leave here with no loose ends"

"What is there to handle exactly? Youre leaving this job in 3 days to start your new one."

"Lucifer, you're obviously upset at me and I want you to be happy for me....like everyone else."

"I'm not like everyone else."

"Obviously, everyone is different. You're all different. That's not what I meant..."

You take a deep breath, lean forward and rest your arms on his desk. "Be vulnerable with me this one time. I know you're going to miss me but I feel like that's not enough for you to be so cold towards me like this..." 

He’s quiet.

"Please Lucy?"

"...I don't want you to leave. The idea that I won't get to see you easily bothers me."

He looks away

"And I feel like I'm the reason you're leaving."

Oh.

“I'm so sorry, I know sometimes I joke around with your brothers but Lucifer it's not actually you. Work like this has always been stressful for me. It's always been. And I just happened to find where my limit was in this particular job.”

“I love you and all your brothers but my final goal was to always aim for work that would be easier on me mentally in a place where it was enough to sustain me. I just got too used to being here.”

"You handle every situation so calmly though. You're always on top of everything

"Heh my acting skills are just that good! But you're starting to understand I hope?"  

He crosses his arms. “I can’t be happy about you leaving MC.”

Your brows furrow.

“But I suppose I can support you going for what you really want.”

“You know what…I’ll take it!” You rest your head on your arms.

He smirks. “Now get out, I'm busy. We can talk more afterwards.”

#its kind choppy but i just wanted to explore feelings and everyone having to say goodbye! #yay okay time to put this AU to rest #get the shovel! #obey me nightbringer #obey me #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #oh my god do i gotta tag all of them!? #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #im open to criticism for this cause imma be honest the amount of attention i pay to asmo is much greater than everyone else #so im not that comfortable writing dialogue for them yet #sorry for any grammar issues too btw #obey me lucifer x mc #i have to hes getting mad focus here #obey me lucifer x reader #for free?!

[ennipuff]

“Wait, so you’re telling me you don’t need an ink pot to write?”

Holli is fascinated by Vixen’s muggle pens!

Vixen belongs to @rosievixen!

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #holli rosenvelt #vixen mcmahen #jacob's sibling #hphm mc #my art #ok y'all vixen is so cute #also the fact that it took me over a week to actually draw this... #my activity levels are 0 #my motivation and my brain cells... both dead #OTL #i swear i'm gonna get through everyone's mcs... eventually... #i'm so sorry for not drawing you again carmen #i'm gonna do an hpma doodle next i swear #it's just her hair? #gives me a headache to draw #it's not even her braids lol it's her bangs... or whatever they are lol

[vagabondreamer]

Warm Me Up

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x F!MC

Summary: Bakugo and reader get locked in a freezer together.

Author's Note: Finally my first Bakugo smut! Characters aged up to 18.

Minors DNI

***

You were in your last year at UA, and you thought you had made many good friends along the way. Some of those friends being part of the infamous Bakugo-Squad. You refused to say you were a part of it; you loved everyone in it except for Bakugo. You thought you could trust Kirishima and Mina - but here you were, being dragged by them against your will.

"Hey! Guys! What the hell are you doing!" You tried planting your feet firm on the ground, only to be dragged harder.

"This is for your own good, I swear MC," Kirishima wouldn't look you in the eye. He felt the guilt already building.

"Don't worry! You'll have company in there!" Mina excitedly said.

"Wait, where? And with who?!" You were freaking out more when you saw that they were pulling you to a huge walk in freezer. "Oh my god! You guys are trying to kill me!"

Mina only laughed harder as they opened the door up and pushed you in. You tripped on your way in, trying to turn around as quickly as possible so you could try to push against the door. But it was to no use, they had sealed it behind you already.

"Alright guys, we'll be just a few feet away. Just admit you guys are friends and stop acting like total weenies and we'll let you out," shouted Kirishima from the other side.

You turned around, not even realizing there was another body in here with you. There he was. Bakugo was sitting on the floor, struggling to get out of the ropes they tied him with. His mouth was covered with tape. So much for heroes - they kidnapped you both!

Reaching down, you ripped the tape off of his mouth.

"OW! Son of a bitch, could you pull it harder next time?"

"Oh? I could just put it back on since you sound so ungrateful." You started to get close to him, jokingly about to put it back on when he shook his head.

"Stop it, just get me out of these."

Begrudgingly, you started tugging at the rope.

"What? Couldn't blast yourself out of these simple things?"

"It's like zero degrees in here, MC! My ass has been freezing in here for like ten minutes already!"

So distracted with being thrown in here and untying Bakugo, you hadn't realized you were wearing only a skirt and a simple blouse. The cold was just starting to really set in. Bakugo stood up and immediately went to the door, placing his hands on it he tried to use his quirk to explode through it. Unfortunately, he had been in here for too long and couldn't muster any sweat.

"God damnit! Let me out losers! I'm gonna kill you when I'm out of here!" Bakugo pounded at the door.

"Oh yeah, 'cause they're really gonna let us out now after a threat."

"Ha! Okay then, what's your brilliant idea to get us out?"

You start to walk around the small room, back and forth, trying to keep circulation moving in your body.

"I say we just keep quiet and eventually they'll think we came to some kind of agreement."

"That's fucking stupid. Who knows how long they'll make us wait." He started jumping up and down.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to sweat, dumbass."

You hated when he called you that.

"You look fucking stupid," you spat back.

"Yeah well at least my quirk is useful." Ouch. That one kind of hurt. You actually had a decent quirk, but in this particular situation it was pretty useless.

"Tch. Whatever." You rolled your eyes and just kept walking. Your shivering started to get worse, and your legs were really starting to go cold.

Bakugo gave one last attempt at blasting the door but only produced a minimal spark.

"Fuck!" He slid down next to the door.

"So much for being useful," you muttered. He gave you a nasty glare and crossed his arms to his chest. An insult was at the tip of his tongue, but one look down your body and he finally realized how little clothes you were wearing compared to him. He groaned audibly. "What's your problem now?"

"Get over here." His hand motioned you over, but he wouldn't look you in the eye.

"Huh?"

"Unless you want to freeze to death."

It's like your legs started to move on their own. At least that's what you tell yourself. Soon enough you were standing directly in front of Bakugo, unsure of what to do next. He gave you and annoyed sigh and grabbed your hand, pulling you down in between his legs. He then put his calloused hands behind your thighs, pulling them so that you were straddling his lap.

"Ah! What are you --" Your cheeks flared red with embarrassment.

"It's to warm us up, dumbass." He began gently rubbing your thighs and calves, using what little of his quirk that he had to warm you up. His face was also a shade of pink, but you chalked it up to being cold.

Your hands sat between his chest and yours. Slowly, you put them against his chest and began gently rubbing up and down - caressing his neck to his broad chest.

"What are you doing?" He stiffened.

"I-I'm just trying to keep you warm, too." You lowered your face against his shoulder, too embarrassed to see his face.

Your warm breath danced on his exposed collarbone and he shivered from the temperature difference. His grip on your thighs tightened, and he pulled you closer - every part of your body now flushed against his. A small yelp of surprise came out of your mouth and you lifted your head to look at him. You could see the inner struggle in his eyes - what was his next move? You decided to make it for him. Gripping his shirt tightly, you crashed your lips into his. His lips were surprisingly soft. But he wasn't moving his lips. So you pulled away.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that," you tried to backtrack. You tried to pull away, but his grip was unforgiving.

"Just surprised me, dumbass," he whispered to you like it was a secret.

Pulling you back into the kiss, this time he was in charge. It was like electricity shot through you as you intertwined in each other. Your hands ran through his hair, tugging at it to deepen the kiss. Your tongues fought for dominance - you fought with him for everything, this wouldn't be any different. He jolted his hips up towards you. The shock of feeling how hard he was made you lose concentration, and he dominated the kiss. At this rate, your lungs would burst, but his kisses were addicting. Briefly pulling away, your chests were heaving heavily.

"Bakugo -"

"Call me, Katsuki."

"Katsuki, warm me up." You weren't entirely sure what you were saying. You were high off of his scent, his warmth, his voice, his name, his everything. You just wanted more of him.

Your hips grinded into his just wanting to feel his hard length rubbing into your sensitive clit. He got the hint and started grinding back as he kissed you again. His lips travelled down your neck, gifting you small love bites that made you moan in his ear. You could tell his patience was running thin as his hands went under your blouse and found your tits. He wasted no time and started playing with your nipples. He gave a tight squeeze, making you moan out in pain and pleasure.

"Fuck, you sound so good, MC." You only moaned more in pleasure.

His hands moved down to your clothed pussy. He was so grateful you were wearing a skirt. His fingers trailed the wetness of your panties.

"Who's got you so wet?"

"Y-You."

"Uh-uh, say my name."

"Katsuki."

"Gonna have to give me more than that if you want me to fuck you," he teased. The look on his face was one that both turned you on and made you want to smack him.

"Katsuki, please fuck my pussy. Only you can make me so wet," you practically begged him. You fed his ego well.

"Oh yeah? Only I can make this pussy this wet?" He had a shit-eating grin on his face as he ripped your panties to the side and took his hard dick out from his pants. His dick was much bigger than you had expected, it was leaking pre-cum and looked angry at not being touched. You reached your hand out, your thumb spread the pre-cum the tip. A moan escaped his mouth. You decided to indulge him just this once.

"Only you! Please fuck me!" He didn't need to be told again. Lifting you up slightly, he guided the head of his dick across your wet pussy. That sensation alone made you quiver. Slowly, he started to push into you.

"Fuck, you're tight -" He pushed further and further, the burning making your eyes tear up. Finally, he pushed all the way in. "You okay?"

"Mm-yeah, you're just so big." Your doe eyes looked to his - he was trying his best to hold back for your sake but he was about to break at any moment. Leaning forward to catch his lips again, you began to move up and down the length of his cock. The pain soon went away, and pleasure stepped into it's place. Katsuki grabbed you tightly by your ass, wrapped your legs around his waist, and stood up. He pushed you against the door and started pounding relentlessly into your pussy.

"Ah! Katsuki!" You couldn't get enough of him. Every word that came out of your mouth was a variation of his name and praise. "So good! Feels so good!"

"Mm, keep talking like that you're gonna make me cum," he warned. But there was no way he was going to cum first. Hell, he wish he could've made you cum twice before even putting his dick in you, but you were both still stuck in a freezer. And no matter how much sweat you both were producing, he could still feel you shivering. And then it hit him. He was going to make you cum and get you both out of there.

His hand reached between you both, and he found your sensitive clit. The coldness in the room and the heat from his hand was too much for you to handle, and with each thrust you felt every vein in his cock.

"I-I'm cumming! Katsuki --" You tightened around his cock - he didn't even think it was possible to feel this close to you.

"Fuck, me too," he said as he came inside you. At the same time, you felt a warmth behind your back. You grasped onto Katsuki tightly making him groan at the oversensitivity of his dick that was still inside you. The next thing you heard was an explosion and then a sudden burst of light came into the room. Looking behind you saw that Katsuki blew open the door. Slowly, you unhooked yourself from him and stood on your wobbly legs as he buttoned his pants.

"What the -" Much to your surprise, there was no one standing guard. "They were totally gonna let us die!"

"Oh, I'm going to kill them." Katsuki started to head out, but he looked behind at you struggling to walk on your own. "Did I fuck you that good?" He teased as he picked you up bridal style.

"Please, this is because my legs are numb from the cold," you retorted.

"Guess I'll just have to keep warming you up."

#mha #my hero academia #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou smut #bakugo x reader #bakugo katuski x reader

[joezworld]

Toby - Rap God

Guys I was making myself laugh when I wrote this - I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. 

Based entirely on one line from this.

2019

There are many engines on the Island of Sodor, and like many people, music is often part of their lives.

Some engines, like Percy and Duck, have no interest in the subject, having never been exposed to it in a real manner.

Others, like Gordon and Henry, have extremely well-defined music tastes. (Unfortunately for those around them, they do not like the same music, and arguments often ensue.)

James, being extremely vain, enjoys the songs written about him for the children's television show based on the writings of The Thin Clergyman.

And then there’s Toby...

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Toby is a small brown steam tram. He has spent almost all of his life on Sodor on Thomas' branch line, where he and his coach Henrietta trundle up and down the valley at the top of the line - providing a valuable commuter service from the branch line terminus to the stone mines at Anopha.

Toby likes music, as does Henrietta; they like it so much that in 1989 the workmen installed a radio in Henrietta so that the two could listen to music on it as they worked.

This was very thoughtful gift, but there was a small problem:

The hills outside of the quarry meant that many radio stations couldn't reach the small antenna on Henrietta's roof.

Fortunately, a few did, mostly overpowered stations on the Isle of Man. These stations were designed to reach boats far out at sea, and mainly played uninteresting things like the Shipping Forecast.

There was, however, one station that did come come through loud and clear no matter where you were...

---

You're listening to ManxPirate - the Barely-Seaworthy voice of the Sudrian Sea. I’m your sea-going Deejay - or Sea-Jay - Musik Mike! Up next is our most popular block of the day - that’s right, the JAMS are LOUD and we're all gonna get DEF!

"Oh Henrietta! It's starting!"

"Just be ready on the choruses Toby"

------------------

The sounds of music echoed off of the Els river valley as Toby and Henrietta trundled towards Elsbridge.

Aside from their Quarry duties, Toby and Henrietta also worked 'the school bus', a daily train that carried schoolchildren from the remote farmhouses between Elsbridge and Hackenbeck to the Saint Pedroc's school in Elsbridge.

Toby loved this route - many of the children had been taking 'the bus' since Grade 1, and he felt privileged to have seen them grow up into fine young adults.

-

As he pulled into the platform at Elsbridge station, he saw those young adults crowded around each other.

'"Peep Peep! Let's go, everyone!" he called to the teens.

"Just a minute Tobes!" Called back Sera, one of the teenagers, before she turned back to her friends, who were filming her with their 'smart-phones'.

"Whatever could they be doing?" He asked Henrietta as Sera and her friend Phoebe bounced up and down in unison while waving their arms around.

"Undoubtedly something for the internet," the coach mused. "But I have no idea what - trends change so fast now".

"Internet?" Toby was puzzled. "Don't they need a computer for that?"

"Toby. Smartphones have been around for over ten years. How do you not know about this?"

"I'm sorry that I'm not as technologically advanced as you - but at least I know what steam is!"

"Oh my goodness, it's also a video game company now. You've heard those jokes before!"

Toby and Henrietta likely would have gone on like that until the guard blew his whistle, but Phoebe broke away from the group of teens, her phone in her hand.

"Toby?" She asked, clearly trying not laugh. "Do you know what Vossi Bop is?"

Toby was taken aback. "Of course I do. Vossi Bop isn't my favourite, but that's just because I don't like Stormzy that much - I'm not one for Grime."

Phoebe blinked like she'd been poleaxed. "What?"

"It's a Stormzy song, isn't it?"

"Toby," Henrietta sighed. "She was asking because she thought you didn't know. Was this going to be some kind of thing where you show rap music to the elderly and laugh at them being shocked?" She asked Phoebe, who nodded slowly.

"Well, you're going to have to better than that young lady," The coach smirked. "We've been listening to ManxPirate since before you were born!"

"Really?" The blonde asked slowly.

"Oh yes!" Henrietta boasted. "Eazy-E was still alive when we first tuned in!"

"Oh, em, gee!" The girl said, before turning and shouting down the platform. "Guys! They do know!"

-

The excited teenagers crowded around Toby and Henrietta as they quizzed the tram on rap music. Any thought of leaving on time was totally forgotten about as Toby's extensive knowledge of gangsta rap was laid out for them.

"Mate, mate," said John, one of the boys. "You gotta do The Challenge if you know all this!"

"What challenge?" Toby asked.

The teens clamored over each other, before they all stopped to let someone speak intelligibly.

Rachel Kyndley eventually spoke up: "It's a thing that ManxPirate is doing on TikTok. You sing along to a rap song and whoever does it the best gets to record a charity single with Stormzy!"

The teens again spoke over each other, all claiming that Toby and Henrietta should sing for the challenge.

Toby had to blow his whistle to calm them down. "I suppose there's nothing to lose by it," He said after a moment. "But I should say that my flow isn’t that good."

"Mate, I am amazed that you know what that means,” Said John. “But you just need to sing along to somethin’ that’s already out there.” 

“Oh.” Toby looked back at Henrietta. “Well that shouldn’t be too hard. Do you have any N.W.A we could sing along to?”

As he had the only ‘eye-phone pro’, Simon the student newspaper editor was volunteered as cameraperson, while Rachel set a small ‘blue tooth speaker’ on Toby’s bufferbeam so that he could hear the music.  

The remaining teenagers pulled out their phones as well - whatever happened next was going to be un-fucking-believable. 

-

The music began with record scratching. The kids looked at each other in shock. There was no way that Rachel had picked this.

"Right about now NWA court is in full effect” Henrietta sang.

Rachel had. The teens could barely contain themselves. 

“Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department.

Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren, Ice Cube and Eazy motherfuckin' E”

Hearing Henrietta say ‘fuck’, was an astonishing experience for the unprepared teenagers.

“Order, order, order, Ice Cube take the motherfuckin' stand

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth

And nothin' but the truth so help your black ass?”

“You goddamn right” Toby responded. Rachel Kyndley barely could hold back a shout of astonishment. I hope there’s no book written about this! She thought.

“Well, won't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?"

Then there was a record scratching sound. 

The teens knew what came next. They hoped that they were prepared to hear this song come out of Toby.

"Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground!" 

Toby and Henrietta not only sang this lyric, they sang it in harmony. 

The teenagers thought that they had been prepared. 

They were not prepared. 

Most of the next few verses were lost underneath the clamor of twelve teenagers losing their goddamn minds.

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A few days later

Toby was resting in his shed when a little car came tearing into the station parking lot. More girls than should have been possible to fit in it came tumbling out and made a beeline for his shed, Rachel Kyndley in the lead. 

“Toby! Toby! Toby! You won! You won!” She shouted as she skidded over the gravel. 

“Won what?”

“The Contest!” She shrieked. “Your video went viral and you won The Contest! Stormzy said on Instagram that he was excited to meet you!” 

She and her friends dissolved into happy squealing, preventing any further speech. 

“What’s Instagram?” Toby asked Henrietta. 

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The Next Week

Stephen Hatt was enjoying his tea and tolerating his toast and marmalade, when his son Richard burst into his office, waving his phone around like a sword. 

“Were you just not going to tell me that you let Stormzy visit the engines? Or was I just supposed to figure this out when Kieran and Micah tore my ear off for not letting them meet him?!”

“I have a phone, you know. And a receptionist.” Stephen said as he cleaned tea off of his desk. Fortunately, most of it had gone onto the marmalade covered toast, which he unceremoniously dumped into the trash. “And who have I let meet the engines?”

“Stormzy? The rapper? He headlined at Glastonbury last bloody month?”

“I don’t follow.”

“He’s a musician, and you let him record an album with Toby!”

“He recorded music? With Toby? Our Toby?”

“Yes! It was supposed to be a single, but now it’s an album! It hit number one! And it’s been out for three hours!”

“You’re saying this as if I have the slightest idea what you’re talking about.”

“Just read the article!” Richard shoved the phone into his hand. The website for  BBC Sodor and Man was open. 

-

STORMZY DROPS SURPRISE ALBUM WITH SURPRISE COSTARS

ELSBRIDGE - Music fans across the world were surprised this morning when Stormzy unexpectedly announced via Instagram the release of his newest album, Back in Their Day - featuring two of the realest OGs I’ve ever seen.

Residents of Sodor were especially surprised to discover who those “two real OGs” were: Toby and Henrietta, an engine and coach on the Ffarquhar Branch Line. 

This unexpected collaboration began several weeks ago when a viral video on TikTok featuring the pair attracted the attention of the rapper...

-

Stephen skimmed the rest of the article, not quite believing what he was reading. “I didn’t authorize any of this.” He said at last. 

“Really?” Richard said, not quite believing him. “Because that’s what the staff on the Branch told me too.”

“I swear to you I didn’t do anything.”

“Then what, did the biggest star in the country just go to Ffarquhar and record an album with Toby? With nobody’s permission?”

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[TWO YEARS LATER]

--CHANNEL 4 INTERNAL TRANSCRIPT: THE LAST LEG 2021 CHRISTMAS SPECIAL--

ADAM HILLS - So we’ve had a lot of questions, about, the last album you dropped-

[AUDIENCE LAUGHTER]

AH - The one with the train engine -  I think his name is Toby?

STORMZY - And Henrietta. Can’t forget her. 

AH - Of course not.

S - What do you wanna know?

[MORE LAUGHTER]

AH - Well, I don’t have any questions - and when I say we, I don’t mean Alex or our viewers - 

[PROLONGED LAUGHTER]

AH - I mean Josh.

JOSH WIDDICOMBE - [TO ADAM] You’re an Arse. [To STORMZY] - Um, I just wanted to know how you did it really. Is it, is it true that you snuck in and did it all in one night?

S - Oh yeah! Absolutely. ‘Cause, I thought that it was gonna be a one and done, like just a single y’know? So I just went there and was gonna do it and go. But as we kept talkin’ I realized that, that, I just had to make more, and then it became the album and we shot a music video for ‘scrapp’ on the same night and then I did some sound work  and then it went up. 

AH - Just like that?

S - Just like that.

#music #music tastes #fanfic #ttte #ttte fanfic #ttte toby #ttte henrietta #rap music #cursing #long #I wrote this one for me #and I was laughing hysterically the whole time #I'm american and listen to disco #why did I make this about rap and stormzy #story #headcanon #ttte headcanon #sodor #sodor shenangians #shenanigans #fic #toby rap god

[iplaydrake]

FULL CIRCLE - CHAPTER 5 - DRUNK HIM CAN’T GET OVER HER

Catch Up Here :

CHAPTER 4 - WE’RE BROKE... SEND HELP!

Author’s Note : This story is gonna get a little dark. Talk of Suicide, Assault (both physical and sexual), Gun Violence, Blood, Swearing. Please read with caution. Positive feedback, constructive criticism, and reblogging are always welcome. I own nothing except the storyline of my MC. Everything else belongs to Pixelberry. I also don't own Tiffany’s or Berta Bridal (just putting it out there!)

Pairing : (Eventually) Drake x MC

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*** FLASHBACK – 2 WEEKS BEFORE SWEET 16 ***

The door to her limo opened and she immediately spotted him, leaning against the archway of her Estate with a smile on his face. She couldn’t help it as she ran and jumped into his waiting arms, hugging him tight as he lifted her off the ground.

“Hey, Duck! How was Paris?”

She rolled her eyes and laughed at her nickname as he lowered her down. “Drake, it was unbelievable!”

He smiled and grabbed her hand, walking himself backwards. “You wanna go have lunch and tell me all about it?” She smiled back at him and allowed him to lead her away to their spot.

He'd found her there a few months before, upset over a comment Madeline had made and without even thinking, he wrapped his arms around her and held her as she cried. Slowly, and without either realizing it, they’d found their way back there more and more, spending any extra time they had together, an unspoken claim that it had become theirs. They’d sit for hours on end, whether it was talking about everything and nothing all at once, or just enjoying a companionable silence, each doing their own thing, but still together. 

They had somehow managed to become each other’s best friend, confiding in each other things they were afraid to tell others, including their friendship. For Drake, she was the only girl who had ever accepted him for him; not even Kiara had made him feel like he was good enough to be in the company of the nobles at court. But to Remi, the fact that he was a commoner had meant nothing and it had allowed him to see her in a completely different light instead of just being Maxwell’s little sister. 

It was no secret that she was head over heels for him, but because she was younger, Drake had always been careful to keep her at arm’s length, never going further than a hug or a kiss on her cheek. She’d brought it up to him once, asking if he ever thought that one day, there was a chance for them to be together. After a few tense moments for Remi, he had finally admitted that he’d been thinking about it more and more. From then on, it'd become a regular part of their conversations and he'd even gone so far as to tell her that the minute she turned 18, he’d be her very first kiss.

And there they sat, on a blanket under the trees near the riverbank; Remi with her legs stretched out and Drake laying flat with his head resting in her lap. She couldn't help but play with his shaggy hair as they talked, both completely relaxed after eating what he had prepared for them.

“But I thought this trip was supposed to be so you and your dad could spend some time together. You didn’t see him at all?”

“No… He was just really busy I guess with business meetings and stuff. It was still an amazing trip! I walked along the Seine, saw the Eiffel Tower, went shopping…”

Drake looked upside down at her, his head still in her lap. “By yourself?”

“Yeah… But oh my goodness, I walked past this store and I saw this bracelet... Oh Drake, it was so pretty! But I guess it was too much money for just plain silver, at least that’s was he said… I’m hoping they’ll surprise me with it for my birthday, though!”

He closed his eyes, and smiled at her excitement, “I’m sure they will, Duck.” before slowly drifting off to sleep as Remi continued stroking his hair.

*** END FLASHBACK ***

Remi stared at the bracelet in her hand as the memory slowly faded. She'd recognized it immediately and couldn't help but wonder how he'd managed it. She was still crying as she linked it around her wrist, letting it come to rest over her tattoo, and it was almost as if the significance of each slowly began to heal the other. She slid off the counter and made her way back to her room, the weight of the entire day suddenly overwhelming her.

*****

As soon as Drake put his truck in park, he opened the bottle of whiskey he'd taken from Ramsford. He was reeling after his conversation with Remi. His hope was to numb the pain he felt as the image of her crying to him replayed in his head over and over. 'Just tell me why, Drake... Why would you do that to me?... Why would you make me believe-... Did I mean nothing to you?' After finishing the bottle and realizing the pain was still there, he slowly slid out of his truck and stumbled towards the entrance of the palace. 

As he made his way through the halls, the anger and sadness overtook him all at once and after making it to his room, he immediately stepped to the bar cart and picked up a glass, throwing it against the wall. He picked up another and soon he was throwing anything he could find across the room, cursing Kiara and Madeline with each one.

As Liam made his way to his quarters, he heard the sounds of screaming and things being broken and he immediately took off in a run down the hall. He skidded to a stop in front of the doorway to Drake's room, seeing Bastien already inside trying to console a clearly drunk, teary-eyed Drake.

"You should have seen the way she looked at me... She thought it was me. She thought I... I would have never..."

"Shhh... It's okay... She's been through a lot. You can fix it. You just have to explain what happened and-"

"She was my best friend... How could she think-?... Bastien, I loved her..." Liam's eyes went wide as he heard Drake's admission. He watched his best friend break down fully in tears, as Bastien gently and slowly led him to the bed, Drake not putting up a fight at all.

"I know... I know, son."

"I love her and she left me... She was the one, Bas... She was the only one."

Bastien slowly lowered him down before turning to see Liam in the doorway, a confused look on his face. Liam waited to see if Bastien would explain what he'd walked in on.

"It's not my place, Your Highness." Liam nodded his head in understanding and watched Bastien walk out and down the hall back to his post. He turned back to see Drake draped across his bed, already asleep and snoring softly, and he couldn't help but wonder if he hadn’t been the only one hiding his relationship with Remi.

*****

Early the next morning, everyone made their way to the palace for the start of the social season. The first event was that night and it was a ball to formally introduce all the suitors for Liam. Remi slowly walked the halls reading and responding to Liam's messages that they had been sending back and forth since she'd left Ramsford.

Remi double checked the time and took off in a sprint towards the boutique. After a long appointment, she'd finally found the perfect dress but she found herself beginning to feel sick as she tried to mentally prepare herself for the evening ahead. She made her way out of the palace and walked through the garden's maze to the center where a simple swing hung from an old tree. She sat, taking some time to herself before the chaos began.

“Hey Beautiful!” She turned to see Liam walking towards her. She couldn't help her smile as he walked up behind her and grabbed the ropes of the swing, slowly pushing her back and forth. “Did you get a dress?”

“Yes. Thank you again so much. You didn't have to do that.” Liam leaned forward and kissed her temple before speaking. “I wanted to. So...” He hesitated, unsure how to broach the topic with her. “I was wondering if I could talk to you about something. Drake as a matter of fact.” She felt nervous all over again but stayed silent as she waited for him to continue. “I'm assuming that he finally was able to talk to you after I left yesterday.”

She turned to look at him. “What makes you say that? I mean, we did but...”

“I don't know, maybe the fact that he was completely drunk and upset and said some things...” Remi's eyes widened and Liam caught the look of surprise on her face. 

She was hesitant to, but after a few moments, she finally spoke. “There's so much about me and Drake that you don't know, Li... That no one knows.” He looked down at her waiting for her to continue. She nodded as she took a deep breath and sighed. “A few months before my birthday, we started hanging out more, by ourselves. I mean, every extra moment we had, we spent it together, talking about everything and anything. He'd tell me that we just had to wait until I turned 18. Once I turned 18, we were gonna be together. I honestly thought I was gonna marry him, Li... Ugh, and then my fucking birthday happened and... Well, let's just say it was implied that he was involved. I guess with everything that happened that night and the fact that he didn't come for me at all, I believed it... So I've spent the last 6 years hating him. Last night, he wanted to talk and I... I called him out on it and he- I don't know, Liam... I want to believe him but I just..."

He moved in front of her, crouching down to get her to look at him. “Remi, even if I hadn't known Drake all my life, after seeing how he was last night there's no way I would believe he had anything to do with hurting you... And I think you know it too.” Remi didn't say anything as she let Liam's words sink in. Deep down, she knew he wouldn't have hurt her, much less let anyone else hurt her. “Listen, it would be so easy for me not to say anything about this and maybe see what you and I could be. I mean, we've been talking for the last 6 years and I'd be lying if I said that, after all this time, there's not SOME feelings there, at least on my end because there are, Rem. There are definitely feelings and I'm not even sure exactly what they are, but Drake is my best friend and I know that the way he was last night, he's still upset over you.” 

Remi looked up at him with tears in her eyes, “Liam, I... I don't know what I feel for him anymore, but I do know that I have feelings for you too. I just... I had no intention of ever figuring out what they meant. All I know is that I would never want to hurt you.”

He grabbed her hand and helped her to stand. He put his hand to her chin and slowly leaned in, brushing his lips against hers. She was caught off guard for a split second before completely giving in to him. They got lost in each other for another moment before he pulled back, his hands falling down to hold hers.

“Remington, I'm here for you no matter what, but only you can decide what is best for you. I think you need to talk to Drake before you do, though. If you talk to him and feel nothing? Hey, great for me!” He smiled at her before continuing “But you guys clearly have some unresolved issues and it's not fair for any of us for you to make a decision without having all of the facts. It may change the way you're feeling now..." He glanced down at his watch, "I, uh, I should probably head inside and start preparing for tonight... Just think about what I said, okay?” He walked past her, holding her hand as long as he could, and when he disappeared from her view, she sat back down and closed her eyes as she laid her head against the rope. She allowed herself a few more minutes before she stood back up to head inside and get ready herself, resolving that she would talk to Drake that night, before anyone else could get hurt.

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CHAPTER 6 - THE RIGHT AND WRONG (AND RIGHT AGAIN) WAY TO BE A STUNNER - PART 1

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[miraculouslysam]

(1)Okay, this is just something that keeps bugging me and I can't let it go apparently so have at it. half the reason I'm mad at Adrien about "lila's lies are harmless" and "tAkE tHe HiGh rOaD mArInEtTe" is the fact that her lying is totally not harmless. I'm not even talking about how it hurt Marinette and he's so inconsiderate wtf, though that's true, it's that it clearly harmed Adrien /himself/. the book? that she stole? and threw in the garbage? which was going to get him grounded for life?

(2)she was the last person he saw it with. it didn’t take too big of a leap in logic at the very least to /suspect/. especially when he knew that she’s a liar. then again, did he even know that it was actually returned and not just his father being lenient on him for once? which reminds me, there was literally no reason for Marinette to lie about how she found the book — she saw lila throwing it in the trash then heard chole crying about how Adrien’s gonna be locked up now cause he lost a book.

(3)Made a fool of herself in front of her idol for Adrien and that’s nice and all but why??? I really don’t understand the point in making Marinette lie when it could be avoided. also if she just used the mundane truth at least gabriel wouldn’t suspect ladybug. anyways, Adrien doesn’t even have a third of the story and they’re really trying to paint him as the Wise One™ in that episode? I’m just. buh-bye bitch. I would really like Adrien to take the high road AFTER knowing the fucking facts. 

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Me, when I should be working on my Kagaminette fic (next chapter is almost done I SWEAR): let’s just talk salt instead

I’m also going to say here that I’m not going to take many salt requests through Friday. I’ve had a lot of bad personal stuff happening over the past few days and would prefer more positive stuff while I re-center myself. Please feel free to send me fluffy fics, HC requests, or cute art! I’d really appreciate it.

Anyway, the short answer to this is going to be in three points I’ve made before. 1) The writers feel that Adrien always needs to be right. 2) The writers are very anti-Marinette. 3) The writing is just… bad.

The long answer is going to reside in a full meta about how these characters behave in the Volpina and Chameleon episodes.

So, let’s start with Lila. She is, after all, the catalyst for all of the issues in these particular episodes. I’ll start by saying how Lila’s character is handled really infuriates me too, but that @emblian has some really great thoughts on the subject that I couldn’t verbalize nearly as well.

Here we see Lila manipulate both Adrien and Marinette. Adrien in Volpina by stealing the book, Marinette in Chameleon by threatening her. But the problem isn’t her manipulation. (I mean, it isn’t a good thing by any means, but it is for creating conflict and establishing the lengths she is willing to go to.) The problem is the suspension of disbelief required to make her lies plausible. Eventually, I’m going to create a list of all her lies, but I’ll discuss a few key ones here.

1) In Volpina, she claims to be best friends with Ladybug, and Adrien believes her. This is,,,, so dumb. Adrien knows when he received a miraculous and that Ladybug received hers at the same time. He knows that Ladybug has consistently been there for the akuma attacks. And he KNOWS that she takes her job incredibly seriously. Basically, believing she would have been in Italy, hanging out with Lila as her superhero self (or, if we’re being honest, he probably believes that Lila knows LB’s identity, when LB won’t even share it with her partner), is really fucking idiotic.

2) Also in Volpina, Lila changes her tune and says that she’s a superhero with a miraculous that she inherited from her grandmother. And not just that, but she’s stronger and better than Ladybug. Again, Adrien knows the rules of the miraculouses. He knows that his was anonymously gifted to him. And he is very aware that miraculous-holding superheroes DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES reveal their identities.

But those both rely more on Adrien’s character than Lila’s because, well, she’s new in Paris and she’s not an actual miraculous holder. They’re just the lies that set up the chain of events. So let’s look at one that is purely dumb.

3) In Chameleon, Lila tells Max that she had to catch the napkin because it would have stabbed his eye out- she’s seen it happen firsthand. First of all, it was rolled into a ball. He probably would’ve flinched and it would’ve rolled harmlessly away. Secondly, he was wearing glasses. And I’ve gotta tell ya, I’ve worn glasses nearly every day for the past 11 years (except for days I’ve worn contacts, obviously), and the worst thing that has happened when they’ve been hit is the lenses have gotten dirty. No person in their right mind would believe that lie. This is probably one of the best examples of the Lila Problem because of its sheer ridiculousness. Suspension of disbelief is a great thing, but it doesn’t work for something this ridiculous, where the lie is dumb but EVERYONE believes it without a doubt.

So, Lila’s lies are easily googled and disproven, but apparently search engines don’t exist in this universe????? As I said, the problem here lies mostly in Adrien.

We see Adrien believe things he should know are wrong from his personal life. I already summed up the lies, so I’m going to say it isn’t a stretch if he just… doesn’t recognize the connection between Lila and the book. Sure, he sees that Lila was there when he last saw the book. Yes, he knows he was going to be prevented from going back to school. But what he doesn’t see is that the two are connected, so he doesn’t know that her lies have harmed him.

Onto Chameleon, when he starts saying they should take the high road and that her lies haven’t harmed anyone, he doesn’t know that Lila has threatened Marinette. Marinette doesn’t tell him, either. He’s also been trained as a superhero to not hold someone’s akumatizations against them. Everyone would be in prison if they were held accountable for that. He doesn’t know that she chooses to become Chameleon. So, he genuinely believes her lies aren’t harming anyone.

I’m also going to use the abuse problem here. As someone who has been a victim of it, I understand pretty well how abusers keep their victims in check. Adrien has been shown to be passive time and time again, whether with Lila, Chloe, or his father, because he’s been trained to stay silent. His father punishes him for every little thing, as seen in Volpina when he is willing to take Adrien out of school because Adrien has lost a book. That doesn’t make Adrien’s response right, but it’s one of the few consistencies in the show.

Now onto Marinette. She has to lie to her icon. Truthfully, this is one of the first moments we see Marinette be unnecessarily punished in. I don’t know why she lies. I don’t. Do they want to make her look like a hypocrite? My more positive spin on it was that she wanted to eliminate any trail where he could assume she was Ladybug. She knows he’s previously been interested in her earrings. So, I’m just going to assume for my sanity that she figured he would have too many questions about why she had pulled the book from the trash. But it’s really just senseless punishment of the MC.

Overall, it really comes down to the writing. The writers really love Adrien. We know this. He’s been called “perfect” by them so. many. times. They want him to be the moral compass, but then he’s too naïve to recognize the obvious. Marinette’s treatment results from an ingrained sexism that I won’t get into here because I will be ranting FOREVER and will get off-topic from the Lila episodes. Adrien is too naïve to fully recognize the facts, but they will still let him preach to Marinette if it makes him the moral compass, and especially if it makes her look wrong. It kills two birds with one stone.

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[starfairyqueen]

Speaking of my mom, its odd, last year she was talking about how Yule (Christmas) had to he canceled because she couldn't risk catching covid from having a bunch of people over. She usually throws what she calls, munchie parties, and everyone comes over and hangs out and eats and stuff. She said the magic was gone there. She doesn't see, she IS the magic. She's the first sign of spring, and purple flowers, and spring faries, and sunlight through the trees. She could make a train wreck look like a ballet. She has this wonderful talent of spinning shit into gold. She could make the worst situations good. We lived through a lot of rough shit, but she was always there trying to make it better and it amazes me cause I dont know where she got it from, her parents weren't affectionate at all. Her father was so abusive he was the cause of my grandmother's brain hemorrhage that killed her from bashing her head in all the time. My grandmother was kind but very proper so affection just wasn't really one of those things she gave easily. I'm sure she loved my mom, but in many ways, lacked the ability to show it. My mom was basically a doll. Dressed up, trained and made to act right and sent to boarding school. By 10 she had a mental break down from all the abuse, she said she used to run in the snow barefoot in NH with her mom in her nightgown cause her dad would get drunk and shoot a gun at them. And I grew up to watch my mom get beat too but she was smart enough to get out eventually. I've also landed myself in abusive relationships but also got out but it scares me for my daughters. Hopefully the cycle doesn't repeat itself. But through everything we lived through, she'd make cake with broken fingers and black eyes and act like she was ok the whole time, she never let it show that she hurt because she was always trying to be strong for us. She'd make dinner every night almost. I literally ate mc Donald's like 10 times my entire childhood cause mom made sure we ate real food. She taught me to read, to speak, to cook and clean, to stand up for myself, to fear no one. Her infamous words "pick yourself up, dust yourself off and keeo going" I really don't know how she did the things she did. She had me at 38. I'm 31 and if I had a kid now it would be very very hard, let alone at 38. Jesus. I couldn't have even blamed her if she didn't keep me. I dont think I could at that age. She's what kept all of us together. Without her, ill probably never speak to most of my siblings again but most of us, with the exception of one, our oldest brother, he's a sociopath and would microwave his own baby let alone ever loving his mother. I swear that man is not my moms child. Switched at birth of something. None of us are perfect but nobody else acts like the career con he is, but the rest of us all have a common love for my mom so we at least come together enough to be civil to make her happy. But without her, there is no common ground really. I never knew my father, he died when I was 12. Three months before I was able to find him. Thats my luck lol. So mom has been my mom and my dad. Besides my kids, she's all I really have for family. I feel like I will feel so alone without her. Sorry. Just a lot on my mind and nowhere to put it. My fiancee lost his mom a year ago so I don't even want to talk to him about it because I know it'll just remind him of his mom and make him sad too. I'd get therapy but there's nothing anyone can do or say to make it better, when the time comes, it's just gonna hurt and that's really all there is to it and I'm gonna have to let myself be sad for a while. Somehow, I know I'll go on, but right now I feel like I wouldn't be surprised at all if everything just dissolved and the sun stopped shining and nothing existed without her. I'll be amazed when the sun rises again because I don't know how anything could exist without her, she's always been here. At least in my existence. I don't know one without her but it scares the shit out of me. I'm 800 miles away and I don't even like not being able to see her often. 😪