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selineram3421 · 5 months

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*has a little idea* I've gotta listen to brain commands.

First Day

Alastor and Child Reader

Warning! ⚠

⚠ implied murder, mention of kidnapping, mention of heart attack, shake of head=no, fake crying lol, italic red=Alastor's thoughts ⚠

Alastor didn't understand why some demons worried over the little children that ran amuck in Hell.

That is until he adopted one himself.

Small, wide eyed, and frail looking. Of course he'd worry after a glance. But after seeing the pile of dead bodies beneath their feet, it seemed like there wasn't too much to worry about.

So all he had to do was teach them how to make others fear them. Especially after the whole kidnapping fiasco with Valentino.

And what better timing than their first day of school.

You were playing around in the hotel.

Most of it was following Husk around and scaring the other hotel guests. But then Charlie told Alastor the number of complaints from guests about you and your pranks.

"They are absolutely harmless! What's a little scare going to do?", the deer demon said.

"Someone had a heart attack.", Vaggie piped in.

"Nuh-uh!", you popped up out of nowhere, making the two females jump in surprise. "That frog demon croaked! He's just mad that I made him make a funny sound."

The blonde sighs before holding out a flyer to the red dressed demon.

"Look, I know you're just having fun but not all demons think its funny.", she tells you before looking at Alastor. "There's a school for demon children not too far from the hotel, maybe they can meet demons their age and make friends?"

After dinner you and Alastor sat down on the couch in the hotel room and read through the flyer.

"I don't want to go.", you pouted.

"Don't worry my little terror, we'll think of something.", he booped your nose. "Perhaps we can use this as training!"

"Training?", you repeated.

"Yes! We'll use this as an opportunity!", Alastor said as he stood from the couch, turning to hold out a hand for you to take. "Come little one, there's much I have to teach you."

"Remember what I taught you little one!", Alastor says, fixing their coat. "Anything can be a weapon..."

"With enough force and creativity!", they said confidently.

"Correct!", his smile brightened. "Now, let's go show the ladies that you are a proper demon with manners so they feel bad for sending you out. Remember to look sad."

"Hmhmm!", the nod again before taking a deep breath, putting on their sad face and looking down at the floor.

"Perfect.", he approved before leading them by the hand down to the lobby.

Both of the girls were waiting by the entrance doors to say their goodbyes to the little demon.

"We are ready!", Alastor announces.

"Hey! We got them a-", Charlie starts before noticing the little demon's sad face. "..lunch box."

Vaggie squints at them but doesn't say anything.

Though the Radio Demon can see that his little one's sad face is affecting her as well, the moth demon clenching her fists.

"Now, what do we say mon petit?", the deer demon pats their back.

"I'm..", they say but don't look up yet. "I'm sorry for being bad and I'll go to school so..", finally they look up at the girls with little tears starting to well up. "Please don't be mad anymore."

Charlie is obviously affected the most and looks over at her partner, receiving a shake of the head from the white haired demon in response.

The princess takes a breath before handing over the lunch box to the little demon. "Its only for a little bit, alright?"

"Ok..", they say, still keeping up with the act before turning to face him. "Bye Alastor."

"It won't be for long, don't worry.", he 'reassures' them. "I'll pick you up when school is out."

They nod before hugging his side.

He pats them on the head before waving them goodbye as they walk out of the hotel and to the school bus.

Bidding the ladies adieu, Alastor lets his smile widen after turning away from the two, wondering how his little demon will cause chaos.

I can't wait to hear all about it~

*wipes away tears after typing out the fake crying* I was that child huh.

~Seline, the person.

Part 2

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ML for Alastor🎙

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 months

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Could I get Drayton, Kieran, Carmine, and Lacey reacting to a reader that raises mostly female Pokemon, gives a lot of them human-sounding names, and affectionately calls their team The Girls? Like, "Yeah, me and the girls are gonna chill out in my dorm later, if you'd wanna come over!" Or maybe, "I just got back from a picnic with the girls, and I swear Claire was gonna bite Maggie's arm earlier! Turns out she was just hungry though, and so I gave her some of my breakfast sandwich to chill her out. Yeah, ham, egg, and cheese with butter and pepper, maybe some hot sauce if you're into it - that recipe really does the trick!" After a confused look and some funny questions, it comes to light that Claire is a devious little Gliscor that was mere seconds from using Fire Fang, and Maggie is a shiny Meowscarada that's prone to getting the zoomies after a nice bath. "That's just how I name my Pokemon? Did you think I was talking about people earlier??? Oohhh now I get why you were looking at me weird! Yeah, you wanna meet them? I think they'd like you." And the girls, all six of them in the party (more names and species can be inserted) turn out to like the other person - even with their eccentric personalities at play. After all, "A friend of (y/n) is a friend of mine."

Hghshf I see this and all I think of is Reader leading a team of fem pokemon shouting "let's go lesbians lets go!!!"

Also along with Claire and Maggie, I'll include these 'mons (some inspired by my main team):

Evelyn: Comfey, spends less time in her pokeball and more time hanging around Reader's neck

Trish: Ceruledge, cleaves through tera dens but is picky about which spots on her armor get cleaned

Clover: Shiny Scrafty, likes finding trouble and defends her gal pals with her life

Queen: Bisharp who girlbossed her way into becoming a Kingambit. She likes wearing flowers in her hair.

..........

Drayton

You were turning into quite the social Beautifly at BB Academy, making a lot of friends in the League Club--including the Drayster himself.

Apparently you have your own little "circle" now, too, only ever referring to them as "The Girls" in conversation.

One day you ask Drayton if they could visit the clubroom, which confuses him a little considering you didn't need to ask for his permission.

But he doesn't think about it too deeply.

"Sure. I don't mind meeting them." He smiles.

"Sweet! You're gonna love Claire and Maggie. They're the best."

"Oh will I?" He raises an eyebrow, now fully intrigued. "Well..I'm looking forward to it."

When you show up to the clubroom the next morning he looked very confused as he didn't see your girl friends accompanying you, asking if they suddenly bailed.

It takes you a few seconds for you to finally understand...

"Wait--oh my gosh, you thought...oh no, no. They're my Pokémon. Lemme show you." You toss out two pokeballs, and Drayton is surprised to see that you have a Shiny Meowscarada and a Gliscor.

As he quickly finds out, while you do have a competitive team, your casual team consists of all female Pokémon who you call "The Girls", having raised then since they were little.

And you decided to give them all human-sounding names.

"This is Maggie and Claire. I'm SO sorry, Drayster...you must've been super confused.."

He just laughs it ff. "It's all good. It's actually pretty cool that you gave 'em human names."

"How could I not?" You chuckle as you hug Maggie, your grass ace purring was she wraps her arms around you. "Meowscarada's kinda a mouthful, and she responded to "Maggie" so I settled for that."

"Cool, maybe I can start calling Archuladon "Archie" or something...that's kinda a mouthful, too." He jokes.

Although The Girls were initially wary of him flirting with you and trying to snag your attention (then again, they're wary around boys in general), they eventually grow to like him.

After all, any friend of yours was a friend of theirs.

Kieran

Since you two shared a class he was falling behind in, you offered to help him study for an upcoming test.

"Oh! Are you sure it's no problem, [y/n]? I can always borrow your notes and give them back-"

"No, no it's fine! I've actually been meaning to introduce you to The Girls but couldn't since you were on break. They're just chilling in my dorm right now if you wanna meet them!"

Immediately, his brain shortcircuits.

"The Girls? Ah..wowzers....y-you sure they don't mind a boy coming over?" He fidgets with his hair, blushing at the thought of these friends of yours giggling and teasing him.

Surely they've heard all about him...but then again, his name was still pretty well-known at the Academy and his reputation was ever fluctuating.

He's understandably nervous about meeting new people (considering how strongly Nemona approached him back in Kitakami, demanding a battle).

But you reassured him they were cool, recalling a funny story to help him feel less anxious as you both walked to your dorm.

"So we're just having a picnic in the coastal biome, right? And I swear to Arceus, Claire was this close to biting Maggie's arm off. I didn't know what got into her...but, as you might've guessed, she was just hungry and impatient. Such an overdramatic baby. But anyways I split my breakfast sandwich with her. It was an easy recipe: just ham, egg, cheese, some butter, pepper, and hot sauce--which she actually really loved, and.......what's that look for?"

Kieran just has this SUPER confused expression the whole time you're talking, wondering why you're describing your friends as if they were Pokémon..

But after opening the door to your room, he discovers that's because they are your Pokémon. Your casual team, in fact.

He sees Maggie laying across your bed, playing with a yarn ball, Evelyn healing a scrape on Clover's arm, and Claire showing off her Fire Fangs to Trish and Queen.

"I'm back, ladies! We have a guest! So play nice, okay?" You clap your hands, spinning around and seeing the look on your friend's face. "What? You thought I was talking about humans this whole time?"

"...yeah...you got me. And here I was, all nervous for nothin''." Kieran does his signature "slump of defeat", feeling super embarrassed.

Doesn't help that the Girls are snickering and giggling at him, too.

"Hush, Girls. He's shy." You lightly scold them, before reassuring him that you've definitely confused more people than just him.

After that clarification, he absolutely wants to introduce his Gliscor to Claire, thinking the two would get along great (considering his own companion liked to be fussy during picnic breaks, too, maybe he'll use that sandwich recipe you mentioned...).

You wind up doing less studying and more of showing him videos of Maggie getting the "zoomies" after her bath, Trish sparring with Queen, and other things The Girls have been up to lately.

Least to say, he was glued to your rotomphone for a while.

It baffles you how this guy--former BB League Champion Kieran--still didn't have his own.

Carmine

While visiting her and Kieran during their break, she hears you talking about a group called "The Girls" that you've brought along.

And she's confused bc she swears her brother only bought one ticket for you...

So she assumes these "girls" are some filthy rich students back at BB/Uva/Naranja Academy, getting a little jealous as you talk about them and the shenanigans you've been up to before coming to Kitakami.

"Already replacing me, huh?" She teases lightly, although Kieran tries telling her to lighten up a little.

She gets defensive quickly.

Tbh she'd rather do the mochi-mochi dance again than ever admit she's jealous of your new "friends".

You, on the other hand, are clueless and wonder why she's acting so aloof...but then again, the siblings did tell you about the mayhem Pecharunt caused literally the day before you flew in.

Maybe that was it.

When you invite Carmine to a picnic, she's bolting over to your location, ready to square up and see what these "friends" of yours are like...

Yet all she sees are your Shiny Meowscarada, Gliscor, Shiny Scrafty, Comfey, female Kingambit, and Ceruledge playing around or mediating in the grass, and no humans other than you two.

"Where are they?"

"Where's...who?"

"Maggie, Claire, Trish..all these "buddies" of yours." She blinks as the three Pokémon in question turned their heads to her. "....don't tell me I'm looking right at them."

You nod and that's all it takes for her to start fuming, realizing she was jealous over Pokémon (but at the same time, she's relieved they're not humans).

"Why didn't you just say they were Pokémon????!!!" Her hands shake. "Do you have any idea what-?!"

"Woah there." You put your own hands up in defense. "You thought I was talking about people this whole time?"

"Yeah!! I mean--you gave them people names so I just assumed!"

".....ohh, I'm sorry, Carmine." Finally understanding, you awkwardly laugh a little. "Now I know why everyone gives me weird looks when I talk about them.."

"You think????"

The Girls have stopped their current activities, entertained by the squabble between you and her.

But after all of that's cleared up, Carmine gets to know your casual team a little more personally.

And they grow to like her, too, after initially disliking how she yelled at you--even though you told them all that's how she usually is.

Lacey

When you tell her about your casual team, she's under the impression that you have little sisters because of their human names and the fact you only call them "The Girls".

Even more surprising is when you mention having six of them, and she wonders how tf you have so much time to take care of them AND time for BB League activities.

If she gets the feeling you're overworking yourself and you ask if you could organize stuff in the club room, she'll be like "nope 🙅‍♀️ nuh-uh, we'll take care of it, go home and take care of your family they are the most important thing!!!!!"

You're confused as hell, but take the day off anyways.

One day, she asks if she could see them some time, and you're like "????? okay!" and arrange a hangout in the Terarium.

When Lacey arrives, she's perplexed when she only sees Pokémon with you...but can immediately tell they're all girls.

And only then does it click.

"Oh! "The Girls" is what you call this Pokémon team?"

"Yeah! I told you, didn't I?"

"...I thought you were referring to your sisters."

You blink, before chuckling at her confusion, realizing why she might've thought that. "Oh, well..in a way they are my sisters."

When she spots Evelyn hanging around your neck, she just coos at how adorable the Comfey is.

And somehow, Queen (a Pokémon notorious for being a fearsome leader) managed to look cute with all the flowers in her hair--which also impresses her.

As long as she doesn't use any steel attacks on Granbull, Lacey is cool with her.

Now that she fully understands, she loves that "girl power" vibe you have with your casual team, especially since they're pretty strong in battle, too.

#clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #pokemon sv x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #indigo disk x reader #pokemon drayton #pokemon kieran #pokemon carmine #pokemon lacey #headcanons

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ruubric · 1 year

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Quelle Surprise

A heat wave has pretty much overtaken the entire planet, but it still can't be as hot as Sanji railing you while muttering seductive French quotes in your ears that you barely understand.

WARNINGS: use of female pronouns and parts, oral stimulation, fingering, Sanji speaking French

Dedication: To @sanjisblackasswife, as a thanks for providing us with so much delicious and wholesome One Piece content. Love ya, girl <3

Also based off of this artwork by @sanjisblackasswife

The day is as unremarkable as it is long. The sun is low and hot, biting at your exposed shoulders from your place at the lookout point. You hum and tap your fingers against the wooden support that you lean against.

The waves are lapping at The Sunny, frothing and foaming as if they're twirled in some endless sort of dance. You sigh.

Bored. That's the only way to describe your mood.

You peer down and see Zoro walking along the deck with Luffy... or more accurately Luffy was tagging Zoro to try to satiate his own boredom.

"Yo, Zoro-" You call out.

"Shut up!" He instantly snaps without even looking at you.

"I haven't even said anything yet!"

"You didn't need to, I knew you were going to ask about Sanji," he shoots you a menacing glare as you cutely duck your head, guilty. "I don't know where he is, nor do I care!"

You scoff, "fine. I'll go look for him myself." You grab on a rope, and swing down to the two of them. You make sure to brush past Zoro as hard as you can (hurting your shoulder in the process), "thanks for nothing," you say as you go to the bedrooms.

"Anytime," he grumbles.

You peek into the kitchen: No Sanji.

You go to his bedroom: No Sanji.

Where the hell is he?!

You decide to go to your own room. Maybe he's there.

"Ah, mon cherie," he mumbles out, his body is on the bed, his knees drawn up and slightly separated to expose his red underwear that holds a rather impressive bulge... The material however darkens around a very suspicious area. Oh wow. "Seeing you here, quelle surprise. You come here often?"

A little frown creases your features. Well duh, this is your chambers. But the words die on your lips as Sanji lets out a low and delicious moan, he spreads his legs, giving you perfect view of his upper body.

The silky blue shirt that drapes seductively off his shoulders, the twirling off his cigarette with his eager tongue and the dark, unbridled lust that he holds in his eyes.

"Sanji-" his name slips from your lips. You're not sure why, or what exactly you want to say to him... All you know is you need to say his name.

"You look so tired, darling," a slightly smug chuckle leaves his lips. "Come here, let me spoil you."

Okay, but hold on. Usually Sanji is a doting, needy boyfriend... when the hell did he become so damn suave?

You can't help it. It draws you in and not saying a word, you approach him.

"You got something you want me to do for you?" His eyes spark with deviousness.

"Really, Sanji?" You fix him with a look as you straddle his hips, instantly feeling his excited dick against your entrance. "You really want me to say this?"

He plays with her waistband skittishly, his eyes fixed on her, as he growls out "come on, baby, tu sais ce que tu veux ." Damn, when he speaks in French, with that raspy voice of his...

With the little French that you have learned from helpful classes like these, you comply. "Go....go down on me, Sanji."

Just the urgency and desire nearly drives him over the edge. He busies himself with tucking his fingers in under your waistband and you take in a sharp breath, your stomach muscles contracting.

He smirks and hums, "non, ce n'est pas bien, let's start like this.."

At that, he flips you onto the dent he made on your bed before he bends his head down and presses soft, feathery light kisses along your left thigh, switching over to repeat the same motion down your right thigh, taking his time as you watch him quietly, your chest rising and falling and hips shifting unconsciously.

When he lightly grazes your skin with his teeth, you make a breathless sound of surprise, "Ah... oh, Sanji.."

All he does is chuckle and kiss your skin to soothe you, before dipping his head and coming even closer to that one place that was aching for him.

He doesn't remove your skirt, however.

He glances up at you as he presses his mouth a bit harder against your underwear, giving you more gentle kisses, followed by a brief flicker of his tongue that makes you let out an embarrassingly high-pitched noise.

Chuckling, he observes in a teasing fashion, "je pense que tu aimes ça."

He increases the motions of his lips and tongue, the fabric becoming more and more moist with his gentle kisses, his hot breath and your own slickness.

Your voice is throaty and breathless as you twist the bedsheets in your hands, on the verge of pleading but stubbornness was telling you to hold out just a bit longer.

However, when he begins to hum against you and press his mouth to that one spot that was aching for him, you beg him, "Please...please...please don't tease me anymore...please, Sanji..."

He makes a gentle hum of pity, still pressing kisses to her, "Oh, do you want me to take these off?"

"Yes...please."

He presses one last kiss to your thigh, before lifting his head, "Well, your wish is my command, milady."

He begins to slide her underwear off, and the only trembling she experiences are intense shudders of anticipation.

As Sanj leans back down towards you, he kisses along your belly, whispering against her skin, "I'll never get over how absolutely beautiful you are, baby."

You can't help but swallow thickly, your heart aching at his words, before he glances up at you with an extremely seductive look, "Okay...no more teasing...I've wanted this for so long, I can't wait anymore..."

He smirks against you, reveling in your absolute neediness, chuckling as you start to squirm, before his tongue gently traces a warm path up and down your slit before his mouth makes that first, delicious contact and you let out a rather loud noise.

He teases you gently with his tongue at first, gently squeezing her hips, looking up at her with lidded eyes. The sight of him between her legs going down on her, it's almost like a dream come true.

"Fuck, tu as aussi bon goût que tu en as l'air," he says, barely above a whisper. The warmth of lust curls in your belly upon hearing these words.

He kisses you slowly and tenderly, his velvet tongue sliding up and down aroused, sensitive flesh, his breathing fast and hot against you, shifting his hips against the bed.

Overcome with lust, you reach down with shaking hands, running your fingers over the top of his head, tugging on his hair and pulling him in tighter even as you lifts her hips up, opening yourself up to him and increasing the pleasurable sensations coursing through you.

Sanji makes a low noise of appreciation, wrapping his left arm around your leg and easing your thighs wider so he could lap at you even more, growling, "Baby, tire-moi plus fort."

Your head drops back "Sanji...oh...oh, God."

He gradually increases the motion of his tongue, beginning a low humming that vibrates through your entire core and you make a low, keening sound, unable to keep your hips from moving.

Sanji's voice is almost crooning as he circles in with his tongue, "Mmmmm... grind into me...mmmm, tu as tellement bon goût ."

The way he was talking was close to setting you senses afire. He swirls his tongue over you, ensuring that he always hits your clit. Sanji's heart flutters, gripping your legs that squeeze around his head. You taste amazing. You smell amazing. You are amazing.

He adds his two fingers, he rubs them along you, gathering your moistness, and then slides into you.

"Ahhh, S-Sanji!" You hiss, your back arching. "Please...please, more! Don't stop, uhhhh."

He continues his tantalizing attack on you, until you become absolutely undone.

"Sanji! Yessss, yesss, yessss! Ahhhhh! Sanji! Oh, fuck!"

He leans back, licking his lips. He rests his face on your thigh, smiling up at you as you brave the aftershock of your orgasm.

"Get over here and kiss me," you struggle in between breaths. Gladly, Sanji clambers over you and engages in a tongue wrestling contest.

You rest your hands on his shoulders, wrapping your legs around him and swinging yourself on top of him.

"God, tu es si attirant sur moi ," Sanji voices, his eyes sparkling with joy.

You smirk in response and move off him, this time delicately removing his underwear. Free from the confines of its prison, his member bounces, almost smacking you in the face.

There's a moment of silence as you both look at each other, then laugh softly. However, soon Sanji's laugh turns into a moan as you wrap your warm mouth around him.

He hisses and his hands move to your shoulders. You curl your tongue around him as you bob up and down, your hands holding his stuttering hips.

"Ah..fuck. You're...you're ugh! So good.....lemme fuck that....cette jolie bouche chaude ....uhhhh!"

You can't help it. You are goaded on by the husky curses and straggled moans that slip out his mouth.

As you hear your boyfriend's voice climb higher and his breathing become more labored, you pull away. He instantly whines in complaint.

But he doesn't get to any longer, as you position your entrance right over him and slide down.

A long, drawn out moan is squeezed out of Sanji's chest as he feels your warm, damp walls surround him.

You rests your hands on either side of his head, dipping your head down low to suck on his nipples and you slowly, teasingly ride him. It's clearly driving Sanji crazy as he writhes in pleasure and grabs your hips, trying to physically quicken the pace.

"Ma cherie...oh, fuck," he tightens his grip around your hips as you squeeze down on him. "Please!" He begs, "faster."

You, however, being the little shit that you are, resist, loving the power you hold over him.

Grunting in frustration and pleasure, he rolls you over, much like you had done before. He smirks, now he's in charge.

You don't mind, busying yourself in peppering his neck with kisses and digging your nails into his back. Sanji buries himself deeper with every thrust, taking your's wandering lips with his own.

At one particularly hard thrust, you rip your mouth away from his to moan out: "ahhh, Sanji! F-fuck!"

"God...I fucking...uh, j'aime quand tu dis mon nom comme ça," he growls out.

"Oh, Sanji.."

"Are you coming, sweetheart?"

You don't even have the words to respond, you just nod frantically. Sanji continues to thrust into you, each motion becoming sloppy as he edges closer.

Your eyes start to flutter closed as you gets closer.

"No," Sanji growls out, in a rare show of complete dominance, grabbing your chin forcefully but not to much. Your eyes darken at this sudden possessiveness. "regarde-moi dans les yeux."

You let out a hitched whimper, keeping his intense eye contact all the way.

It doesn't take long before you're both there, unravelling together in a beautiful crescendo. Sanji continues to pump, riding out both your orgasms, until he pulls out.

Sanji hugs you against his chest even tighter in response, beginning a light caress up and down your back. The heat outside the room is hot, the heat inside the room is stuffy, sweaty and yet full of the most intimate affections between two lovers.

#ruurites˚ʚɞ˚‧｡#sanji x reader #sanji x black reader #sanji x y/n #one piece #one piece fanfiction #sanji smut #i tried lol #please like this #youre my inspiration please

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adobe-outdesign · 1 year

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Thoughts on the poochyena line? I'm sure it's not a popular opinion at all but they are my faaaavourite dog mons 🖤

Poochyena, as the name implies, is actually based off a hyena, the only Pokemon to date that is. I'll provide more thoughts on this later, but points to GameFreak for reaching outside of the usual dog and wolf Pokemon for this one.

Anyway, Poochyena is a dark-type, and while it doesn't really have a theme, it does lean heavily enough into its typing to be somewhat memorable. All black and grey with yellow and red eyes certainly stands out, and the jagged markings suggest a bit of aggression befitting of a dark-type (though ironically, the line is usually portrayed as pretty gentle).

I guess Poochyena's biggest problem is that its mostly just a watered-down version of its evo, as the line lacks a theme for it to play off of in a meaningful way. However, the markings change pretty drastically between stages, so while it's not as unique as it could be, it's not completely forgettable either.

When Poochyena evolves into Mightyena, it keeps the black points on the legs but adds a black mane and tail, as well as some striped markings on the face. The contrast on this design is excellent, and the mostly monochromatic look help convey its typing and keeps the design streamlined. As a whole, it's pretty solid.

I do have one small beef with this line, however—I wish it was more hyena-like. There's a bit of it in there, what with the short muzzle, dark leg points, mane, and noticeable lips. Plus these 'dex entries:

However, it still reads as very wolf-like to me, which I think is a shame because there are so many other wolf-mons but so very few hyena-mons. Hyenas, despite looking vaguely canine-ish, are actually more closely related to cats than dogs, and have some strange anatomical quirks to go with that. For example, they have short round ears, extremely sloped backs, and thick chunky bodies; all of which Mightyena lacks.

Obviously none of this ruins the design; it's still a decent 'mon regardless of how similar it is to its namesake. I just think this is an avenue that the line could explore more. For example, maybe Mightyena could get an evo one day that's bulkier, has way more stripes, and is generally more hyena-like in its anatomy. Maybe only female Mightyena evolve, to reference how hyenas form matriarchal societies.

Anyway, focusing on the design as-is, the only thing that bugs me is the red nose. It distracts from the eye. Oddly enough some early art shows it with a black nose, which makes me wonder why they changed it. Also, the eye looks weirdly emotionless, and just a bit odd when combined with the slightly snarling mouth. That's it, though.

As a whole: this is a fine line. It makes up for lack of a real theme by heavily leaning into its typing, and both stages, while similar, are unique enough to stand out. The designs are also fine—even if I wish they had leaned into the hyena aspect a bit more, they're enjoyable as-is.

#poochyena #mightyena #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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findroleplay · 1 year

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About Me:

I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+

Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom

Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)

Enjoys romance and action in my stories

Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!

Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs

Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences

Prefers third-person

Willing to play canon characters and original characters

Prefers long-term stories

Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!

Open to nsfw

Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required.

Fandoms:

Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.

I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway

Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!

Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom

Fandoms:

Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.

Pirates of the Carribean

Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)

Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)

Fear The Walking Dead

Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)

Nancy Drew (CW TV show)

Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, Gil Bobsey, Detective Tamura, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)

Riverdale

Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)

The Lost World (1999 TV series)

Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)

Bonus: I can also do Last of Us. I can play Joel for you (or other canon characters) if we double. I'd ask to do something in the fandoms above or maybe a second TLOU pairing if you can use one of the face claims from above for your character.

#roleplay #rp #the pirates of the Caribbean rp #dc rp #fear the walking dead rp #nancy drew rp #riverdale rp #the lost wolrd rp #the last of us rp #tlou rp

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coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe · 1 year

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Superheroes with Secrets: Finding Yourself (Fic Part 193. Set in 2002)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor @thedollmaker16

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/‘Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Gregory Shane 'Hurricane' Helms x 'Prince of Punk' Shannon Moore (Circa 2002)

"If you want to, remember, I want you to fulfil your fantasies, so whatever gets you off, as many times as you can get off, it'll torture Shane until he gives in and makes me know who I belong to."

"Oh, I see the game here," he grins, "Lie down for me?"

She nods, laying down for him and spreading her legs to give him better access. He crawls over her body and wastes no time in sliding inside her, savouring every moment of it. She moans in ecstasy, her hips bucking up slightly as she adjusts to Shannon's girth.

"Tell me if it's too much." He whispers.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you, just pick up the pace slightly, ya little blonde bitch… you like that don't you, being called a bitch?"

"Fucking love it." He hisses, smirking.

"Why don't you make me scream your name, blondie, make me submit to your will."

"You saying you want me to speed up?"

"No, I'm saying I want you to be rough."

"Good girl." He grins, shoving in roughly.

"Oh yes, more, please."

He starts picking up his pace to match his roughness, nearly pounding into her.

"Oh fuck, Shannon, yes, oh putain, fuck me and fill me, please."

Helms is breathing hard as he watches the scene, groping himself through his pants.

"You like what you see, Shane, you wanna get off to the little blonde bitch making me scream his name as I cum?"

"Fuck yes I do." He hisses, pulling out his cock to stroke himself properly.

"I thought I told you to keep it in your pants, are you gonna disobey me?"

"I'll shove it back in to cum, but I feel like I'm gonna die having it in there…" he whines.

"Shane, you better cum in your pants, and you better stay hands off, I want you to beg for it, I want to see you squirm instead of me."

"Oh, fine…" he groans, sliding it back in.

"Good boy, my love… oh, Shannon, I'm so close, oh mon Dieu." Kirby whispers, cumming but feeling Shannon continue to fuck her hard through her climax.

Helms groans watching her cum around Shannon.

"Oh God, how many times do you plan on making me cum, Shannon?"

"As many as I can."

"I'll make myself comfortable then." She whispers.

"Good call."

"God, you're a tight fit, Shannon."

"Cause of his massive horse cock." Helms murmurs.

"Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice, mon ouragan d'amour?"

"Jealous? Me?"

"Yeah you, my Hurricane of love, are you jealous?"

"I'm secure in knowing you'll come back to me at the end of the night."

"Of course I will, I love you… oh fuck, Shannon… oh Shane." Kirby moans as she cums.

"God, I'm close…" Shannon pants softly.

"Give in to the urge, you little blonde bitch, I know you want to."

His head tips back as he reaches his limits, spilling inside her.

"You're such a good boy, Shannon, oh putain… mon mari, I love you."

"I love you too…" Shannon whispers without thinking.

"Well, I would hope you love me when you have your dick in me." Kirby chuckles softly, stroking Shannon's hair.

"You're… you're not mad?"

"No, I'm just surprised that after having feelings for Shane for so long, suddenly you have feelings for me too. I kinda expected you to be… well, gay, I guess."

"I am, I think. I thought. Except for you." He murmurs.

"Maybe you're bi, or pansexual, that doesn't mean that you're attracted to cookware, it's a term for someone who is attracted to people regardless of if they're male, female, transgender or otherwise gendered, like you could be with the same partner but one day they feel masculine, the next feminine, but you still love them."

"Wait a second, hold your horses, that's a thing? That…" he waves his hand around trying to remember the word she used, "… otherwise gendered?"

"Yeah, some people don't feel like the words male and female fit them, so they don't want to be called a he or she, most often they prefer the words they and them." Kirby explains softly.

"Never heard of that before…" he whispers.

"I went through a bit of self discovery while in Hawaii, but I still feel like 'she, her' pronouns fit me."

"There, uh… there wasn't a lot of stuff like that around where we grew up. You were in one group or the other; normal or a… f-word."

"I, uhh, I hid myself a way a lot when I was finding myself, I didn't want people to judge me or look at me like I was a freak… more than most already did, anyway. But this house was built to be a safe place for people, my dad wanted me to be able to come here and feel like I was free of judgement. I want you to feel like that, free of judgement and able to find yourself or your sexuality."

"Could have changed my name, you know," He murmurs, smiling softly, "could have, but I didn't. I like my name. I like when… when people hear my name and assume I'm a girl… I never knew why I kinda liked it, but I did. I still do. I kinda learned that some people transition from boy to girl, or the other way, but I never felt more like a woman than a man, so I never really considered it. Never thought you could be… in between."

"There's a lot of words for it depending on how you feel about your gender, and yes gender and sexuality are separate things, but you can be non-binary, where you don't feel like a man or woman, or genderfluid where your gender changes depending on if you feel more masculine or feminine."

"Huh…" he whispers, looking more relieved and happy than he has in months.

"Take your time, find who you are and what makes you happy, me and Shane are here if you need us or want to vent to someone."

"I don't even think I need to vent. I just… I had no idea it was an option."

"I'm just saying, we're here if you need us… even if it's like two in the morning and you can't sleep, we're here for you."

"I appreciate it, guys. I really do." He smiles, looking like the last five years' of worries have been erased from his face.

"Would you like a hug, Shannon?"

"I would. I'd like that a lot."

Kirby pulls Shannon into a tight hug, kissing his forehead and stroking his hair gently. He relaxes into her arms happily, just absolutely taken aback at the realm of possibilities open to him now.

"You'll be okay, bud, it may take time for you to find yourself, but you'll be okay." She whispers as she strokes his hair.

"I'll be okay," he assures, "hell, I'll be better than okay."

"C'mon, you better move before Shane decides you're stealing me and makes me remember who I belong to." She jokes.

"I know I may flirt a lot, but I want you both to know I respect your marriage and what it means to you. I don't wanna get between it. Just sometimes wanna share in it."

"Well… have I explained polyamory to you?"

"Kind of? I've heard the word before."

"It's like group romantic relationships, you have more than one partner basically… like an orgy but more domestic… I don't know if I'm explaining it correctly."

"No, that makes sense. Like a regular relationship, but just with three people instead."

"Yeah, or more than three people, but in our… in this situation, three people."

"Makes complete sense to me."

"I wouldn't mind being a part of a polyamorous relationship, but you would have to ask Shane." She admits sheepishly, blushing a deep red.

"I wouldn't mind it either. As long as we have a firm agreement on terms and conditions. I don't want anyone getting hurt from this arrangement."

"I wouldn't want to hurt anyone, I think the main rule would be that only Shane can get me pregnant."

"I'll just take that to mean I'll keep to condoms, cause I love you both, but I'm not going under the knife just yet." Shannon laughs.

"Only if I'm not already pregnant, if I am pregnant then I don't mind if you cum in me or on me… sorry, I got lost in thought for a moment, my mind went to what Shane did earlier."

"On you, hmm?" He grins.

"Yeah, if you want to, you can cover my tits like Shane did earlier, but then you gotta clean me up."

"Seems like a fair trade."

"I also wouldn't mind if the three of us shared a bed, your basically moved in already but you could move in full time if you want, live with us. It's up to you, I don't want to pressure you."

"I think I'd like that a lot." He smiles.

"It would make having a polyamorous relationship a lot easier, plus then you can enjoy my cooking whenever you want."

"Pretty much everything that isn't here already is in a storage locker back home. I figure a day trip and we'll have it all here."

"I can't do any heavy lifting, or lifting in general because somebody decided that I shouldn't lift stuff," Kirby gives Helms a look, "so that will be a job for you two, and we should head inside before we get too cold, and the fire is dying."

"Excuse me for looking out for you." Helms chuckles, giving her cheek a kiss.

"I love you, mon mari, but I am a strong woman who knows her limits."

"Pregnancy limits are different. You can't tell them until you find them."

"Fine, I'll listen to you, I love you… both of you, boys. I need a better French nickname for you, Shannon."

"I'll let you come up with it. Flunked the hell outta French." He chuckles sheepishly.

"Could make it even more annoying if I wanted, call you something in Welsh or Irish." She chuckles.

"Never even tried taking those in school."

"Usually American schools don't teach you Gaelic languages, or anything that really sticks, it's partly why I wanna home-school my kids."

"Shane was saying. You wanted to like, go to school to learn to teach, right?"

"Yeah, North Carolina state has a teaching degree that I wanna study for."

"That's a good idea. No one can teach Lilith better than you."

"Thanks, I only want the best for her, so if I can provide her a good life, I will." Kirby shrugs.

"I wanna do anything I can to help."

"For now, if you two can just talk to her, and soothe her whenever she kicks, I'll be fine."

"No problem." Shannon assures, patting her belly.

"Do you guys wanna go to bed or do we still have too much energy?"

"I don't know about you guys, but I have a little juice left." Shannon smiles.

"I don't want to sound forward, but I do owe Shane a chance to fuck me senseless, so perhaps we could have some fun, tease him a little bit more, put that wonderful mouth of his to use, what do you think, Shannon?"

"Well… you said he got to cover you earlier… what if he fucked you senseless and I came on the both of you?"

"I like the way that sounds."

"As long as you clean us up the same way I did. With your tongue." Helms smirks.

"Deal."

"So, my hero, what would you like me to do?"

"Think you feel up to riding me?"

"Oh, mon mari, I could ride you all night long." She purrs.

"Go right ahead."

Kirby smirks as she kisses Helms deeply, making out with him and stroking his cock as he pulls his pants down. She gets comfortable over him before aligning his cock with her entrance and sliding down onto him, moaning in delight before she starts riding his dick.

#superheroes with secrets #shane hurricane helms #kirby roussimoff #blacklight bandit #orange and green - the perfect team #shannon brian moore #sws #kirby andrea roussimoff #delilah keshet rosenbaum #gregory shane helms #jeffrey nero hardy #matthew moore hardy #lita hardy

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akane171 · 2 years

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Yes, I am sure😅😂

Yuuup, definitely poor dude 😅😖

Well, the SPN fandom is a place of crazies and madness, soo🤷🏻‍♀️😉😂

Wasn't that the scene in the OG Naruto? But Shipuuden had flashbacks of Naruto hanging out with Shikamaru and Choji🤔 Ah, whatever, I'm starting to get confused😂😂😂🙈

Yeah, I never understood that either, like the Third Hokage even PROMISED Minato and Kushina to protect Naruto and showcase him as a hero😅🤦🏻‍♀️

HAHAHAHAHA that is quite ironic😂 But didn't the newest pope even speak up several times about ACCEPTING such stuff? (I might be remembering this wrong, I don't really keep up with what which religion is currently in favor of but I think he said sth a few years ago?)🤔😅

Yes, worry about you... Calling that "entertaining" is quite worrying😅🙈

Yes, RL is like that, NOT fanfics😭

😂😂😂😂 I suppose? 😂😂😂😂

Hmm, not sure if the theory will ever be addressed🤔😅

Yeaaah...Most fillers are annoying tho some were indeed nice🤔😅

Hahaha, they'd throw the most awesomest of parties😂😍

...Please don't remind me of Scott and Malia, that was just random and weird...🙈😅

You're welcome?😅😂

Naah, I'll accept suggestions but most often then not, I'll choose, so kinda yeah😂 Everybody else just gotta shut their cakeholes😉😉

Honestly, Keith and Jim are two of my absolutely most loved things ever right now😂😂 I could watch them be silent and make gestures in interviews all day every day😂😂 (Imagine those Space puppies meeting our Karamel Space puppies😂 I feel like Keith, Jim and Mon (and Winn) would get along brilliantly😂😂😉)

Uhh, now that you say it, Linkin Park fans really do seem to be Skillet fans, too🤔🤔 Maybe because the vibe of both bands' older songs is kinda similar?🤔🤔

Ohh, Sleeping at Last is kinda an opposite to the rest😂🤷🏻‍♀️ They usually have more calming even kinda sad songs🤔😅 You might know their song "Saturn" tho, that one seems pretty widely known🤔

Ohh, FictionJunction and Two Steps from Hell?😱😍 I'll need to check out the rest when I have time tho, I'm really bad with titles and names, so not sure if I know them😅🙈

😂😂😂 medical harassment, Huh?😉

Thanks😊

Btw, OMG HAVE YOU READ THE NEW CHAPTER SHE UPLOADED, LIKE, OMG, IT WAS SO UNEXPECTED AND AHAHSHSHSHSHDKFLFLFLDNDBDKSÖSÖSNEBEKDODLDDK I WAS TOTALLY SCREAMING AND HYPER-ENERGIZED AFTER GETTING THE NOTIFICATION😍😍😍 (already read it twice, but still gotta read again and finally get around to commenting🙈🙈) I AM STILL SOOO HYPED EVEN THO IT'S BEEN HOURS😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

XXX

Don't believe ya :)))))

SPN fandom made me realize how incest is popular in some spaces.... and my life was not the same since then....

I think it was during the flashbacks of their first big ass battle? When Naruto was for the first time remembering how their relationship started. I think? It was long time ago and I ERASED the memory of that manga/anime from my brain =='

And here we ended, with Naruto hated by the whole village and Sasuke alone, miserable and cultivating a big ass piss at his brother. Splendid!

He was telling some progressive stuff and then told some shit about Ukraine and well, pissed me off :))) but I guess he is better than the last two. What is not a big... improvement, but whatever.

I'm innocent! You are creating some weird stuff about me in your head!

Probably it won't. That's how the producers approach their shows *glares at the SG*

Scott and Malia was the perfect example of how they fucked up perfectly working ships (Stalia and Scira) for fanonship (frucking sty dia) and realized they don't have a ship for the main hero, so they put him with his FRIEND, even when there was nothing romantic. Ever. Because friendships between males and females can't exist right??? I'm still so pissed :/

Lol, best pals for lives xD Seriosuly, we need more weirdos in our lives XD

Yeah, and some of the other bands you sent me have that vibe too, I guess it's similar genre? Not sure, because aside of the Linkin Park, I don't listen to this type too much. Still good music :D As for Skillet, there is something in their music that doesn't make me their fan, but can't tell what exactly.

Nope, sorry, I don't know that song, bands like them are not really popular here and I have never really dug into them.

FictionJunction is just perfect. And Two Steps From Hell made a lot of pieces that help me creating the space opera ideas xD they are very... epic xD

medical harassment - fuck yeah.

Nooooo, still didn't have time for that, but will soon :D Happy you are happy and for sure LW is going to be happy too xDDD

#ReFail #my fam

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yesttoheaven · 3 years

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I SEE YOU – chapter IV

pairing – arthur fleck x female!reader

wc – 2.3k

warnings – idk... misty being a b*tch with arthur?

a/n – hi everyone! I hope you are well because I'm brazilian and I cannot say the same lol the president is a piece of shit and he can't rule the country in the middle of a pandemic (not even without the pandemic, in fact)

anyway enjoy the chapter!

English is not my first language. I am getting help from google translator and he is not always a good ally, so I apologize for any typos or grammar errors.

Y/N – your name

chapter one. chapter two.

chapter three. chapter four.

"What are you doing here, Misty?" The surprise was notable in Y/N's words.

Many people could walk through that door, but Misty was definitely not one of them.

"I should ask you the same question..." The woman came over and put her hands on the actress' shoulders, smiling amiably. "But we don't have time for that right now. You have a dinner to go! And it is not right to keep a man like Charles waiting."

"Charles?" Arthur asked, trying to find a way to join the conversation. "Is he also an actor?"

After these simple words, the redhead burst out laughing and Arthur didn't understand what he had done wrong this time. He was just curious and a little interested to know who was the man who had a date with Y/N that night.

"Actor? God, have you never heard of Charles Lewis Tiffany?" Misty questioned how if the fact that Arthur didn’t know the man was an offense to humanity and Arthur just shook his head, too embarrassed to say anything else.

Who the hell was this man? The Pope? And why did Y/N have a dinner with Pope?

"It's okay, Arthur." Always so graceful, the actress reassured him and left Misty's side to be close to him. "Charles owns Tiffany & Co., the one that appears in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's... Have you watched this movie before?"

"Oh, oftentimes!"

"Me either! And now Charles wants me to be the face of his new collection! I'm so excited, he came to Gotham just to follow it up in person!" The happiness shining in her eyes was contagious, but Misty didn’t like seeing Y/N squeeze the man’s arm gently.

"I hate to have to do this... the conversation is so pleasant, but we have to go, mon cher." With a smile, Y/N's manager adjusted the bag on her shoulder. She wanted to take the actress away from this freak as soon as possible.

"You cannot go without the VHS tape." Arthur objected, receiving a death glare from Misty, but the only thing that mattered to him was Y/N. "I'll get this for you." After these words, the man left the living room with a reason to make her stay a little longer in his apartment.

"Well, I think we're going to have to wait." Y/N shrugged, but inside she was beaming.

Feeling her mouth dry, she picked up the glass of water on the table, but that was her worst mistake.

"What are you doing? Don't drink this! That dirty glass is full of germs!" The glass was snatched from her hand and Y/N looked at Misty in disbelief.

"That glass is not dirty, Misty."

"How can you be sure of that? I heard that the Narrows sewer is one of the worst in Gotham!"

"Thanks for the lesson, but that didn’t come from the Narrows sewer. This water is from the kitchen tap."

"Oh my God..." The actress could have sworn that the woman's face turned green and she would vomit at any moment. "Why did you drink this? You'll be sick!"

Before Y/N had a chance to respond to these insanities, someone called her. She ran over to the bag and took out her cell phone. It was Charles.

"Hey, Charles! It's good to talk to you." On the other side, all she received were strange noises. The man's voice was being cut off and it was difficult to understand. "The connection is awful..."

"Why am I not surprised? Narrows is the end of the world!" Misty commented, rolling her eyes.

Without time for this discussion, Y/N said:

"Maybe in the corridor I will get a better signal."

"Be careful, you don't know what kind of neighbors there are in this place." She warned, listening to the door open and close, but Y/N said nothing.

Alone in the living room, Misty had the same disgusted look as when she arrived. For her this apartment is small even for an ant and this wallpaper is ridiculous, but in the midst of so much poverty, something on the couch attracted her attention.

"What do we have right here? I don't believe he has a diary..." The woman whispers to herself, laughing, after picking up Arthur's journal. She knew it was wrong, but she was bored.

The first few pages were OK, he had a shitty life like any other unfortunate person, but what came next scared the hell out of her. Misty knew there was something wrong with this man. The instant she saw him, she knew, but that... those words... were from a sick person. Arthur was a disgusting pervert. The redhead needed a moment to breathe and then she saw the magazines on the table and an scissors...

Oh no. He intends to include Y/N in this depravity show!

"I finally found." With bright eyes, Arthur looked for Y/N in the living room, but all he found was Misty... and his journal. "W-What... What are you d-doing?"

"Stay away from me!" She exclaimed, backing away for fear that he would do something against her. "I swear, if you get close I'll scream so loud and when Y/N comes through that door, I will tell her your little secret. She will be so disappointed, but she will finally find out who you really are... A perv!"

"N-No, please... You got it wrong." He tried, his voice taking on a desperate tone. Arthur didn't want to lose the actress's friendship. She was too important for him. "I c-can explain."

"Oh, can you explain? You will glue Y/N's head to a cat's body and then you will sit on that old sofa and touch yourself? You should be in Arkham! You're a sick person! I can't believe Y/N was alone with you..."

Arthur felt his stomach churning.

"You're wrong... I have a lot of respect for her. Y/N is special to me and I would never do something like that."

"I don't want to hear your excuses!" The woman threw the journal at him and Arthur cringed like a frightened dog. After hitting him on the back, the journal fell to the floor and when he saw those collages, he felt ashamed of himself. "Listen to me... I will say this only once: Stay away from her. It doesn’t matter what kind of fantasies you’ve created in your sick head, Y/N will not be a part of that. If I know that after today you keep talking to her, I'll call the police and when they find out you're a fucking perv, you will spend the rest of your days in Arkham." She warned with all the letters and threats, now it was up to him to choose to cooperate or not. This man is too old to play being a teenager. These images of naked women, these cats and those sad quotes in his journal prove just one thing. Maybe he's a sexual predator, but Misty wouldn't be here to find that out either. "Enjoy your pornography and leave Y/N alone. I hope I never see you again."

Arthur saw his world fall apart as soon as the redhead left his apartment with the worst assumptions about him. He was not a perverted monster. He would never touch Y/N without her consent and would never endanger her life. Never ever. Y/N was the only good thing about Gotham; she was a light at the end of the tunnel. So angelic and peaceful. Whenever she smiles, butterflies appear in his stomach and Arthur knows what these famous butterflies mean, but he doesn't know what those collages mean... If Y/N knew, she would probably be afraid of him.

In the corridor, the actress was trapped in a bubble, talking animatedly with Charles. The call had no specific reason, the man just wanted to make sure everything was fine for dinner that night.

"Okay... This is one of Gotham's best restaurants. Trust me, you will love the place!" She assured him, intending to make a good impression. It wasn't every day that she got a chance to dine with the genius behind Tiffany & Co. and represent that brand. This was an important step in her career. "Now I need to go, Charles. See you soon, bye!" Y/N hummed the ending, watching Misty approach where she was. "Why are you here?"

"It's just your friend's mom. She's not feeling very well..."

"Isn't Penny okay?" Concern crossed Y/N's face and she tried to get back to apartment 8J, but Misty took her arm, lying again:

"Y/N, don't be indiscreet. This is a family problem and Arthur is taking care of it." With those words, she guided the actress to the elevator, but Y/N kept looking at the door to Arthur's apartment. "You need to prepare for dinner... I chose a beautiful dress for you."

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THREE DAYS LATER

"Put red on her lips... Don't forget the mascara... and on the cheeks use this blush... Not this one! The peach blush!"

It was possible to say that Charles Lewis Tiffany was taking the place of the makeup artist. The woman was losing patience, Y/N realized this, but he wanted to participate in every second of it. When she finished, Charles smiled, admiring Y/N's beauty through the mirror.

"You see? You're genuinely beautiful... I think I finally found my muse." The actress was flattered by the compliments and that reflected in her smile when Charles took a blue box, but this was not a simple blue box. This is the famous Tiffany Blue Box. "I want you to meet my new creation..." He opened the box, stealing Y/N's breath instantly. "Dramatically plunging down the decolletage, an incredible emerald-cut bicolor zoisite that shifts from violet-blue to purplish-red, depending on the angle. The pendant is over 48 carats and it's wrapped in a halo of baguette diamonds and suspended from a diamond rondelle chain of over 37 total carats."

"Oh Charles, this is absolutely beautiful. I'm speechless..." She confessed, watching him take the necklace and offer to put it around her neck. Y/N accepted immediately and when the pendant touched the white fabric of the dress, she smiled at the mirror.

"Diamonds are a girl's best friend" Charles whispered, eliciting a giggle from her. "Now I need to speak to the photographer, but take a few minutes to prepare yourself." The man smiled one last time and Y/N walked to the door, opening it for him. She took the opportunity to spy on what was happening on the other side and it was possible to say that there was a little sadness in her eyes.

"What are you looking for?" Misty's voice echoed and she closed the door quickly.

"Huh... nothing!"

The woman was checking the contract – something about image authorization – and when she took her eyes off the papers, she found Y/N with a half-hearted smile.

"Go ahead... Spill the tea."

Brian was probably smoking, so Misty was her only option.

"Arthur was busy these days, but he called me this morning... He looked nervous and said he would like to talk to me, so I invited him to accompany the photoshoot, but..."

"You did what?!" Misty left the chair, interrupting her. Not wanting to start a scene, the redhead looked at Dariela, the makeup artist, and said: "Get out." The woman immediately stopped organizing her makeup and ran out of the dressing room.

"Was that necessary?" Y/N asked, crossing her arms.

"And was it necessary to invite that maniac to come here too?"

"Jesus, Misty!" She walked to the other side of the dressing room. "Manic? Really?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Based on what? His bank account?"

"Based on his journal." Misty replied and the actress looked in her direction with a frown. Shaking her head, the redhead let out a bitter laugh before confessing: "He doesn't use it just to write jokes... I found a lot of pornography on those pages."

Y/N felt a little uncomfortable with that. Certain things do not need to be exposed... She didn't need to know about that part of Arthur's life and Misty just invaded his privacy.

"Well... many men consume pornography daily."

"Y/N, pornography is not the point here. He makes some weird collages... women with cat heads... skulls... one of these women was tied up in a compromising position... Can you see how problematic this is?" Misty was trying to open her eyes and consequently was scaring the actress, but that was not all. "I saw the magazines. That man will probably do the same to you... your face on the body of these naked women or on a cat's body! You have always been uncomfortable with the way men see you only as a sex symbol... and now Arthur is using you as a sex toy!"

"Stop! Just stop, okay?" Y/N demanded, using an edgy tone of voice. That was too much for her to assimilate. "You're saying this because you do not accept the idea of Arthur being my friend! All that matters to you is status, but it doesn't matter to me! When are you going to let me live my own life?"

"This is not about social classes, this man is a pervert! I'm trying to protect you!"

"Enough, Misty!" That was enough to make the redhead shut up and Y/N found her way back to the mirror.

To complete the look, inside the blue box was a beautiful diamond ring and a pair of shiny round diamond earrings, just waiting for her. Putting on the ring was an easy task, but she couldn’t say the same about earrings; her hands were shaking and this is all the fault of the stress.

"Let me help you." The manager approached and at first Y/N refused her help, but after another failed attempt, she handed the earrings to the woman. "I know I can be a bitch sometimes..."

"Sometimes?"

Misty just sighed, shaking her head.

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a/n – likes and reblogs are appreciated but honestly I’d love to know what you all think of this one. really hope you enjoy it and thank you soooo much for reading ♡

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ladylamrian · 3 years

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Ma chérie (LucxSerafine)

A Nightbound and Bloodbound crossover

Female Main Character: Alex

Pairing: Luc (NB) x Serafine Dupont (BB)

Other possible Pairings: F!MC × Nik ; F!MC × Cal

Summary: Luc meets a mysterious woman at the Graveyard Shift.

Word counting: 1.4K words

Rating: Teen (Emotions; Hot Romance; Fling; Vampire)

Warnings: Paranormal Romance (nothing extreme actually)

Tagging: @choicesficwriterscreations ; @nbappreciationweek (Day 6: Side Characters/Luc) ; @kinda-iconic ; @bloodboundismylife ; @bbappreciationweek (Day 5: Side Characters/Serafine) [whoever wants to join, please let me know]

Author's note: I just wanted to try this new shipping with Luc and Serafine. No one has to agree with this, but I think these two flirt-y and french-y characters would be cute together... maybe not a real relationship, just a romantic fling. Readers can decide.

New Orleans always looked beautiful at night. Shops, restaurants, bars and dance pools were gleaming with bright colors and flashing lights. People were strolling around happily to enjoy the cool breeze and the city nightlife, but they were not aware about the dark side in this world. The world of night, which was full of magic, supernatural creatures and other paranormal beeings. Vampires, werewolves, witches, zombies, faes, trolls, unicorns, shapeshifters, wizards, goblins and whatsoever. After a short walk through the city, Luc entered the Graveyard Shift and discovers the happy faces of the people inside. He was carrying a box which he had to deliver to his client and best friend, Nik Ryder.

"Hey, Luc, over here!!", Alex called out as she saw him entering the bar. She was surrounded by her friends and pointed to a nearby chair where he could sit down to join them. With a grin, he took the invitation and joined the friends group.

"Merci beaucoup, ma chérie.", he casually greeted Alex and handed the blonde nighthunter the package which contained holy light arrows.

"Thanks Luc, but how many time do I have to tell you, not to call Alex chérie?!", Nik, the nighthunter warned his friend. He sure doesn't like if someone starts flirting with Alex or tries to impress her.

"Pourqoui? Nothing's wrong with calling someone ma chérie.", Luc explained and laughed.

"Oui, I agree. Bon soir, mon amies. Mind if I join?", a mysterious woman with a french accent called out. Everyone hestitated at first, but the always friendly Alex welcomed her.

"Merci beaucoup, ma chérie", the woman thanked her and took the seat next to Luc. Her dark brown eyes met his and her red lips curved into smile. She had light brown skin, curly shoulder-length brown hair. Luc's eyes slowly wandered over her whole body. She was wearing a red/fuchsia corseted-blouse, black pants with a black belt and some jewelry.

"Why are you all so quiet, mon amies?", the woman asked.

"Serafine, my friend, it's been centuries!! How are you now and how's Paris?", the fae bartender, Garrus happily greeted her and served her a welcome drink.

"You know her, Garrus?", Katherine asked before taking a sip of her drink.

"That's Serafine Dupont, a vampire from Paris. She and Adrian visited my bar in the 1800s."

"A vampire!!", the gang panicked and quickly striked into a defensive position. Katherine accidently spilled her drink on Vera, while Nik and Cal protectively tried to pull Alex on own their side.

"Let go, Cal, I'll protect Alex. I'm a nighthunter!"

"I can protect her better than you, Nik. I'm stronger!"

While Nik and Cal decide who should protect Alex, Serafine laughed and Garrus explained them not to worry. She's a friendly vampire!

"Oh, sorry. We didn't mean to... Well, the vampires in New Orleans aren't like you aaand...", Vera apologized to her and went to the bar's bathroom to wash off the stain of Katherine's drink on her blouse.

"You're a real vampire? Really?? You don't look like one.", Alex asked. To prove herself, Serafine open her mouth and then two fangs appeared while her eyes turned into a red color.

"WOW, that's sooo cool!! Hi Serafine, I'm Alex and these are my friends, Nik, Katherine, Cal and Luc. And Vera just went to the bathroom.", Alex excitedly squeaked.

And Luc... He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful French. Serafine felt that. When his gaze landed on her vampire eyes, his cheeks turned into a soft shade of red. She was watching him. But Alex was watching them too.

"Ummm, sooo you're from Paris? Serafine, did you know that Luc loves to speak French all the time and he's the owner of a magical shop. You should definitly check it out if you're here in NOLAS for a while. Hey Luc, why don't you show her?", Alex suggested and gave him a wink. Time to play matchmaker!

"Uhh, I think she rather wants to stay here for a drink..."

"C'est bonne idee, Alex. I would like to see it.", Serafine answered with a smile. Her fangs brushing along her lips.

Luc lead Serafine to his shop. She stepped inside, gaze skimmimg over several carnival masks, sequined t-shirts and fake skeletons hanging in the wall. While Luc stepped behind the counter, she took a seat next to him. Then, her gaze wandered to the big tattoo on his chest.

"C'est mon magasin de souvenirs, ma chérie. And well... my magic shop is hidden and I don't know if c'est bonne idee to show you. I... I don't know you well enough, sooo...", Luc hestitated.

His magical herbs and supplies shop always stayed hidden from humans and stranger. Only costumers who he trusts were allowed to enter or just take a little peak inside. He doesn't want any magical items land in the wrong hands which he also explained to Serafine who absolutly understood that.

"I understand. I didn't mean to... Je t'aime bien, Luc. Your style and your Français. I want to know you better.", Serafine confessed to Luc who felt the same way. But why is Luc feeling that way too? She's a vampire and vampires are dangerous, but she... she doesn't act like one. She's different than the other vampires he met in New Orleans and, that's what makes her special to him.

"I am just the owner of a tacky souvenir shop with a magical herbs and supplies shop. My mother is one of the strongest witches in town, although she is mostly retired. She taught me how to part the veil, also known as the shroud, which hides the past and future from people, locking them in the present.", he explained.

"So, you're the son of a witch? And you can part the veil?? I am a vampire with psychic abilities, Luc!! I say, we both are something very special.", she said, what made Luc even happier and continued talking. "I was born in what is now Algeria, but got raised in France. I love to travel and was doing it for a long time. I have been to India during the Mughal rule, as well as Moscow and Hong Kong. In the 1800s - a couple of years after the United States Civil War ended, I lived in New Orleans for a few years and there I met your fae friend, Garrus".

"How's your love life, Serafine?", He asked with interest.

"What gives you the idea of me having a love life, Luc? I had former relationships with Adrian, Kamilah and Vlad Tepes and even flirted with Adam Vega. Right now, I am single. What about you?"

"To be honest, I'm a very flirty person, but I'm not in a relationship. I'm single too.", Luc admitted.

Serafine smiled and hesitantly reached out to him by brushing her manicured finger along his arm. Luc stepped closer to her and both felt eachothers breath

"Aren't you scared of me, Luc?", she wispered in his ear.

Luc gently cupped her face and rested his forehead on hers. She gave him a weak smile, one that tore his heart.

"I want us to make love, not war, ma chérie."

"Non Luc, love is like war. Easy to begin but very hard to stop."

Gently, Luc gave her a sweet and kind kiss. But then, Serafine fingers touched his neck and began sucking on his skin, careful about her supernatural instincts and made sure she kept her sharp fangs hidden. A light breathy moan escaped Luc and that satisfied her enough to release her lips. As she pulled away, she stroked his skin she affected and made sure no blood was drawn.

"I may be a vampire, but I won't hurt you and I never would do that.", she assured him.

But Serafine didn't know how long it was before Luc's arms wrapped around her waist. She met his eyes, and her heart stopped at the way he looked at her. He studied her with his dark and stormy eyes, taking in every angle of her face as if she was a treasure. A diamond. His chérie.

"Luc, it was nice meeting you. This means a lot, but I have to leave New Orleans tomorrow morning and head to New York. Adrian and his friends are waiting for me. They need me."

"So this is a goodbye then, ma chérie."

Serafine sadly nodded, but before leaving him alone in his shop, they shared one last kiss. A goodbye kiss.

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burned-gucci · 4 years

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Need Friends?

Reason For This Blog:

This blog is for anyone and everyone!

You feel alone, need friends, feel confused about life, you feel in the dark, insecure, unloved, unworthy, however you feel, first of all, you're not! Nothing about you is worthless. Nothing about you is imperfect or a flaw. You are worthy of all the love in the world, you are special, you are perfect and you are wanted! Nothing would be the same if you didn't exsist.

If you're bored, just scrolling, maybe a creative person or a daydreamer, whatever the reason may be of you being here -thank you first of all- this blog is for everyone and I love and appreciate all of you so I just wanted to make this to let you know you deserve love, you deserve friendship, you are amazing!

What Is This Blog?

This blog is a 'reaction' type blog of you with your friends; Karina, Ciara, and Monse. It's a way to hopefully help you with whatever you may be going through, a way to help take your wishes, imagines and needs and turn them into a sort of form of reality. To give a distraction for whatever you may be going through. This is just for fun and love!

Feel free to request whatever ideas you may have! I will always write them and I always love hearing your opinions and ideas, they're honestly so special. EX of requests: 'Reaction to taking a dance class together' 'Reaction to going on a trip to Paris' ect literally any imagines or ideas you have, I will accept and do my best to write. Or if you feel drawn to a certain friend, you can request a one-on-one story chapter/friend fiction with her! 'Karina and I eating pizza and playing games at 2am' 'Ciara and I watching disney movies during a sleepover' 'Me and Monse driving around the city at midnight' ect same as before, I'd love to hear your wants and give you what you're needing deep inside. The request box and my PMs are always open so feel free to use them!

Karina:

(Kah-RI-na)

*Friendly, humanitarian, honest, loyal, intellegent, origional, creative, unpredictable, at times can be unemotional & detached

*Independent but likes to hang out with you, takes you almost everywhere with her but she also knows how to give you space + she needs her own space at times as well

Friends turned Family love

Pets: 2 rescue German Shepherds; Female: Zoe (2y/o) Female: Lexi (2y/o)

Ciara:

(See-Air-Uh)

*Adventurous, energetic, enthusiastic, confident, protective, snappy, short-tempered, impatient and impulsive, jealous

*The friend who tells you what you need to hear not necessarilly what you want to hear

Dependant & Playful love

Pets: A white Parakeet; Female: Blanca (7 months old)

Monse:

(Mon-say)

*Diplomatic, romantic, charming, easy-going, idealist, versatile, volatile, indecisive, gullible

*The friend that always knows what's up, one look at you and she knows how you feel and what you're thinking. She understands you

Unconditional SelflessLove

Pets: 1 rescue Golden Labrador; Male: Cheesecake (14y/o), 1 Puppy; Female: Champagne (4 months), 2 Kittens; Male: Eclair (3 months), Female: Lime Light (3 months), 4 Fish: Coco-Calypso, Seaberry Delight, Tea-Blossom, Lemon-Meringue (idk)

Stay Safe My Loves

Also: I would love if we could use this blog to get to know one another, to be a place you feel like you can be yourself fear-free, and where we can all along. I'll probably ask a question at the end of every post and I would LOVE to get to know y'all better and to hear your answers!!

Also also: I'll be updating as often as possible hopefully at least 3 days a weak, so I really hope you guys like these and that they help.

Question of the Day:

What is your favorite color/colors? Are there any you don't like?

My Answer:

Pink & Green! There are none I dislike

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