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mj-102009 · 5 months

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First Time for Everything (Colby Brock x oc)

I could always tell when they had a bad idea they were too afraid to share.

First Corey started acting up, he asked a bit more than usual about my line of work and how I dealt with the spirits. I told him honestly and that was that.

Then Sam. “Can I use your camera? Like the good one”

I nodded. “Of course. Why?”

He fidgeted. “Video idea.”

That was my breaking point.

Me: What are you idiots planning?

Colbyyyyyyy: What?

Samuel Adams: Nothing

Corey: Huh?

Jake From Statefarm: wdym Avery nothing’s going on we swear lol

Me: Lyin’ to me Jake Webber?

Jake From Statefarm: no

Me: istfg ill text tara rn

Jake From Statefarm: Been real nice boys o7

Colbyyyyyyyy: Bitch don’t do it

Samuel Adams: Jake fucking no

Me: Jake.

Me: Now.

Jake From Statefarm: We got tickets to the queen mary

Colbyyyyyyyy: Bro rlly

Corey: Dawg

Samuel Adams: Avery don’t get mad

I gaped at my phone for a solid minute before typing a response.

Me: Are ya’ll fuckin mental???

Me: That place is fucking dangerous

Me: Like-

Me: At least be protected???

Me: Please

Colbyyyyyyyy: Ofc

Samuel Adams: Yeah

Samuel Adams: How do we go about that?

Me: Sage and crystals

Colbyyyyyyyy: Or we can just wing it

Corey: ^

Jake From Statefarm: I like that idea

Me: NO

Me: IDIOTS

Colbyyyyyyyy: C'mon man what could go wrong?

Me: A LOT OF SHIT

Me: DEMONS

Me: NEGATIVE SPIRITS

Me: POSSESSION

Me: SEX DEMONS

Corey: Sex demons???

Jake From Statefarm: Listen Ave if smth goes wrong you can say i told u so

Me: Idiots

Me: Fine

“Are you super sure?” I asked Colby for the tenth time.

He chuckled. “Yes we’re all sure, just like exploring.”

I groaned. “Nothing like that Colbs, DEMONS MAN,” I paused for effect. “DEMONS.”

“Avery stop worrying we’ll be fine,” Sam chimed in.

I was practically fuming, my phone was held in a vice grip and I had begun to pace the floors. “Just…be safe and call if anything happens, or if you need help.”

“Yes ma’am,” He laughed. “Text you when we land.”

I looked around the empty house after the call, all the boys were away for filming and my friends were busy. Now left alone to my anxieties, I dropped on the couch and sighed.

I woke up to my bedroom door being knocked on softly, a groan rose from my throat and I rolled over onto my side. “Go away,” I mumbled into my pillow.

“Avery?”

Immediately I was awake and sprinting to my door. On the other side stood a wilted Jake, he had his backpack on his shoulder, tearstained hoodie still on, face red after a cry.

“Jake?” I said, not wasting any time to gather him in my arms and bring him in for a hug, not caring why he was in tears in my door frame. “You okay?”

He squeezed my quick and rubbed his face with a shrug. “I’ll be fine, going to Tara’s place– but, uh,” he rubbed the back of his neck and looked at me, “Colby’s the one to be worried about.”

I swore and bolted down the hall, sliding to a quick stop at his door, I knocked. “Colby?”

No answer.

“It’s Avery,” I said softly. “Jake didn’t tell me what happened, I’m sure it was a lot. I get it of course, we don’t have to talk about anything if that’s what you want.”

No answer, just a soft click of the door being unlocked.

“I’m coming in,” I slowly opened the door, and poked my head in. “Cole?”

He was on the edge of his bed, a black tank top and plaid pajama shorts, I sharply inhaled through my nose at the sight of his face. A few tear streaks marked where he’d cried, slowly he looked at me and I felt my heartbreak at the confused look in his eyes.

“You were right,” He said slowly. “About…everything.”

In a few short steps I was beside him and wiping away the signs of sadness with my hands lightly cupping his face. “Oh bubs I’m so sorry.”

He chuckled and closed his eyes, leaning into my touch. “Don’t say that, it was our choice.”

“I should have done more to stop you,” I told him.

The room fell silent for a moment, just me allowing my friend to seek comfort in my warmth. “Do you want to tell me what happened now or do you want to sleep?”

He opened his eyes and pulled back from my palms. “Uh, it was kind of a lot…”

In hushed tones and shaky words he told me the full story of what had happened in B340, I listened and wiped away his tears as they fell. At the end I pulled him to my chest and his hands sought to bunch in my hoodie, we fell back onto the bed and I slid up to the pillows.

Colby pulled me closer and rested his head on my arm to use as a pillow, both arms still around me and his breath brushed my collar.

“Sleep now?”

He nodded and kept his eyes closed as I ran my hand through his hair.

“G’night,” He mumbled.

“Goodnight bubs.”

I vividly remember that night. Colby and I curled up in his room while I whispered reassurances in his ear about what they’d seen, or rather heard.

The next day I’d given Sam a huge hug and he cried for a few minutes. Then the rest of the boys slowly came over, with Kat, Tara, and I watching them and helping with what we could. Later in the week Aaron told them about the recording and I marveled at the light tapping.

It took them a while to take it all in and release this to the public. But shortly after they did, Colby came into my room to talk.

I was sitting at my desk editing through my most recent video, I heard a series of muttering from outside my door before a knock.

“Come in,” I called, spinning in my seat to face the door.

Colby shyly walked in and stood in the middle of the room with an awkward expression. I blinked and stared blankly at him.

“Need something bubs?” I ask, amused. “Or just here to hang?”

He rubbed his neck. “I, uh, I had a question.”

“Shoot,” I told him.

“Where did you start when you went ghost hunting for the first time?”

I blinked and racked my brain for an answer. “Ummmm, I think it was a small cabin a few miles from my old house in Kansas.”

His shoulders sagged and he sighed. “Well shit.”

“What’s going on bubs?” I asked.

“The boys and I were just doing some thinking,” he said cryptically.

I chuckled and crossed my arms. “Last time you lot did some thinking I ended up babysitting a gaggle of grown men for days.”

“We were going to look into ghost hunting,” He admitted quietly.

The room took a brief pause of silence, my eyes widened and my hand ran through my hair slowly. “Really?” I said softly.

He nodded. “Yeah, we did a lot of thinking and realized how exhilarating that felt.”

“It’s amazing,” I agreed. “But that’s a sudden switch…are you sure that you’re ready for it?”

“Ave,” He said, stepping closer. “You don’t need to baby me.”

I huffed out a laugh. “I know that but still,” he met my eyes. “You’re my best friend and I don’t want to see you hurt.”

Colby slowly tugged me up from my seat into a hug. “Thank you.”

My eyebrows furrowed. “For what?”

“For being you.”

That was 3 years ago.

“WHAT’S UP GUYS IT SAM AND COLBY!” Colby exclaimed in his usual fashion.

I rolled my eyes with a bright smile.

Sam cleared his throat and looked seriously at the camera. “Today we are back…at The Queen Mary.”

The two of them visibly shivered, I stepped forward and lightly set my hand on Colby’s back. He looked at me and back to the camera. “Today we are joined by the woman you all know and love…AVERY!”

I laughed and pinched his cheek. “Don’t forget Amanda and Matt.”

Sam shouted out the other two and they gave their introductions. Finally they started to talk about the last time they were here.

“Soooo we’re back,” Sam stated looking at Colby.

He sighed and dropped his head. “I vividly remember swearing to never come here again.”

“Hey last time I didn’t get to experience it,” I reminded them.

“Oh yeah,” Colby said. “Not sure if you guys know this but the last time we came here Avery was very insistent that we don’t go.”

I rolled my eyes again. “Did they listen? Noooo.”

“And now you’re back,” Amanda said.

The tour went well, of course with the occasional scare and jump on Matt’s part.

We sat on the floor of the ballroom, me in between Colby and Amanda.

“I’m opening up a line of communication for the spirits that reside on the Queen Mary,” Amanda called softly. “I call out specifically to the man John to come to me, anyone is welcome but I’m speaking directly to him.”

Sam set out a few rempods and such and Amanda pointed out a few people entering the room.

“You can touch any of these devices or make any noise to show us you’re here,” I added.

“They don’t know what those are.”

I rolled my eyes, I will always respect Sam and Colby’s decisions but this medium is really getting on my nerves. I understand that she can see the dead and such and I don’t doubt this but every word I say is “wrong”.

“My name is Avery, this is Sam, Colby, Matt, and Amanda,” I called around the room. “We have no harmful intentions, we only wish to hear your story.”

The room went quiet for a moment Sam opened his mouth to say something. “I there any-”

Knock.

Colby stiffened and searched for me, I grabbed his hand and smiled reassuringly. He smiled back and didn’t say anything.

Amanda began talking again about what she could see and what she felt. Sam asked a few questions and none of them were answered, Matt stood up and wanted to test something. I frowned sympathetically when I realized what was wrong. When he sat back down I patted his knee and mouthed ‘It’s okay’. Colby was watching me and I settled back next to him.

“What?” I whispered.

“Nothing,” He said quickly, turning to look at anything else.

They walked into the room first and began to just talk amongst themselves about that night. I stood leaning against the wall thinking Amanda came next to me.

“Can I help you?” I said politely.

She blinked rapidly. “No?”

I nodded. The silent filled the room for a moment before she sighed and whirled on me. “I feel like you don’t like me.”

“What? No,” I said, waving my hands. “I’m just not a people person, and I’m not super open with everyone I meet.”

A lie, she pissed me off with every word that fell from her mouth.

She tilted her head at me and frown.

Finally saving me from this conversation, Colby opened the door. “Avery, come in here real quick.”

I sprung up from my spot and walked through the door. Waves upon waves of just anger and agony flooded my senses, I winced and sat on the bed.

Sam spread his arms out to show off the room. “Well?”

“It’s freaky all right,” I nodded.

Colby laughed and pointed the camera at me. “Get why we got so freaked out?”

“For being ghost hunting virgins at the time?” I grinned. “Yes. And this place is…” I looked around and shuddered at the feeling of being watched. “I don’t like it.”

“For those of you that don’t know Avery or are new to the channel, she’s a really strong empath that we bring along to get the feel for the area,” Colby told the camera.

I raised an eyebrow. “And because I've been your best friend since middle school?”

Sam waved his hand in a dismissive manner. “Blah Blah Blah.”

“Asshole.”

We brought the rest of the gang in and I screwed my eyes shut as I felt the entity rear its face again. It seemed like Amanda did too because she had the same look that I did.

Sam clapped his hands together and grinned. “Ready?”

“30 MINUTES OF FOOTAGE.”

Sam was peeved to say the least, pacing around the room and ears practically smoking.

I shrugged and fell back onto the bed. “Happens sometimes.”

He groaned and grabbed the camera from Colby who was equally as upset but showed it in better ways. I sat up and patted him on the back as he sat beside me.

“Why don’t we try again?” I suggested, Sam gave me a look. “I’m serious, change SD cards and we’ll do an estes session.”

Amanda nodded. “I can listen as well and write down what I hear.”

“Or you can let Sam and Colby make a few of the calls for their channel,” I snapped.

Her eyes jumped to me, surprised and frantically blinked at my words. Colby gave me a concerned look and squeezed my hand as if to tell me to calm down.

Matt shifted nervously. “If we’re doing this again I might just go stand with the guide.”

The fire dancing in my eyes dulled as I remembered what the boys had gone through. “I can take you.”

“I’ll go too,” Colby said. I shot him a curious look. “So you don’t have to walk back alone.”

We set off down the hall making jokes and giggling like teenagers until we made it to the guide. Colby and I left Matt and walked back chatting quietly.

“Avery,” He said, interrupting a comfortable silence.

“Hm?”

Colby stopped walking and gently held my forearm, I raised an eyebrow and smiled at him. “You good bubs?”

He sighed and dropped his head onto my shoulder. “I didn’t wanna say it on camera but I have the worst headache ever.”

I ran my fingers through his hair and let him breathe slowly. “Stress?”

“I think so,” He said, lifting his head and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

A deep blush broke out across my face. “Sure you’ll be fine? I can ask Sam if he has any motrin in the first aid kit.”

“No,” He said, shaking his head. “I’ll be fine, I just needed a break.”

“That’s okay,” I promised, setting my hand on his cheek and smiling. “I take breaks sometimes too.”

He exhaled and smiled at me. “How did I get so lucky?”

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Just…” He shrugged and set his hand over mine. “You.”

I laughed lightly. “You’ve told me that before.”

Colby’s eyes turned soft and he rubbed my hand with his thumb. “It’s true Ave, you’re amazing and kind and caring and beautiful,” His other hand played with the ends of my black hair. “You’re always putting others before yourself and thinking about what’s best for everyone.”

My eyes filled with tears and my jaw fell open in awe. “I’d kiss you right now if I could.”

“Why can’t you?”

We were so fucking close.

The moment the words left his mouth I was holding his face in my hands and leaning forward, rapidly closing the space. Our breath left at the same moment and our lips had just grazed each other.

“COLBY! AVERY! COME ON, WE HAVE A VIDEO TO FINISH!” Sam shouted from the door of B340.

We sprung apart like teenagers caught in the act. Once realizing that Sam had closed the door we burst into laughter.

I giggled once more and turned to Colby with a smile. “C’mon we can talk later, I want outta this place as soon as possible.”

The car ride was silent.

Trips like these usually end in a quiet ride home, each head processing what it had witnessed. Sam and I were in the front, Colby’s headache was making his thoughts swirl and he didn’t want to risk messing up the rental.

We dropped off Amanda and Matt to their respective locations. I handed Sam the gps with the location of our house and we rode in more quiet.

“You good back there?” I said breaking the silence.

Colby nodded. “It’s getting better.”

“Okay,” I said softly. “Tell me if you need the air turned down and such.”

It wasn’t awkward, we’d never been a trio for tension, I’d usually make a joke or two but this time I could tell that they needed the moment.

We came to the house and I trotted up to the door to unlock it while they brought in our stuff. I thanked Colby when he gave me my bag and they walked to their rooms to get some sleep.

“I’m gonna go to Katrina’s,” Sam said quietly. “Just for the night.”

I nodded. “That’s perfectly alright Sam, tell her I said hello.”

“Will do.”

In hindsight, I should have expected this. Sam had left to go see his girlfriend and Colby quietly excused himself to his room. This time around I didn’t go looking for him rather just cleaning up and heading off to edit a video.

My phone buzzed once in my pocket.

Colbyyyyyyyy: U awake?

I opened the message and saw that he had deleted it. I quickly jumped off my chair and padded softly over to his room.

“You ain’t slick bubs,” I laugh. “I’ve been awake for a while.”

He opened the door sheepishly and smiled. “Heeeeeeey.”

“Hi,” I said grinning. “Need something?”

He flushes deep red and rubs the back of his neck. “I just can’t sleep.”

“Wanna go watch a movie? Maybe lay in my bed while I edit?”

“Do you need to edit?” He asked. “I don’t want to bother you if you need to work.”

I thought about my upload schedule. “I can make time tomorrow.”

He shook his head rapidly. “I don’t want you to do more than you need to.”

“Then just come into my room and lay down,” I insisted. “If you need me Colby I’m right here. I am volunteering to do this, you are not making me.”

That seemed to do the trick, he slowly nodded watching me with wide eyes and walked into the hallway. I walked into the room and shut the door behind him.

Like he had done it a thousand times before, Colby walked over to my bed and laid underneath the white covers.

“I’ll be done in a few minutes,” I promised him.

He grumbled out an ‘mhm’ and watched me silently, I popped on my head phones and continued to sift through footage. After ten minutes or so I turned off my laptop and stood up to find Colby reading a random book on my bedside.

“Finally,” He sighed, smiling up at me and setting down the book.

I laughed breathily and grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, quickly changing while Colby covered him face with the sheets. “Okay now you have my full undivided attention.”

He uncovered his head, smiled and just stuck his hands out. “Gimme a hug.”

Scooting beside him I let him wrap his arms around my waist, I reciprocated the hug and pressed a kiss to the side of his head. “Wanna sleep or talk?”

I felt the rumble of his laugh in my chest. “I don’t think I can sleep.”

“Then we’ll talk till you feel safe,” I told him.

He looked up at me. “I do feel safe, Avery, you make me feel very safe.”

A beaming smile overtook my face. “Is that a good thing?”

“I think so?” He smiled and I gave a goofy one back.

I hugged him again. “You make me feel safe and loved, Colby Brock. “He was quiet and I was worried he was uncomfortable. “Bub-”

The moment I moved my head to look at him he was kissing me and I didn’t hesitate to do the same. God he was warm, I took note of how his bare skin felt under my palms and I blanked. My mind was solely focused on the beautiful boy kissing me.

We ran out of breath and pulled away, I was breathing heavily and propped up on my elbow. “That was-”

“I love you,” He interrupted giving me a look that . “You make me feel like the luckiest person in the world and I don’t say it enough. I’m sorry if that was over-stepping.” “Shut the fuck up,” I hissed with no real bite to my words. I pecked his lips again and held his face in my hands. “I have been waiting since 8th grade for this. Give me my moment.”

He chuckled and rolled he onto his chest. “Now I’m ready to go to bed.”

“Okay,” I whispered.

And that was enough for me.

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 2 years

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Thinking about how, thanks to LBD and her possession of SWK, we now have confirmation that every single fight that we have see Sun Wukong in... he was holding back.

When he fought Macaque in the first season, Spider Queen during the ses 2 special, Nezha while he was trying to get the map, the Scorpion Demon too probably, (though he was a bit nerfed then,) he was not using even close to his real power. We have just now seen his real speed. He could have taken out Macaque in an instant when he first showed up, without endangering Mk. But he didn't.

Sun Wukong has incredible control over his strength and what's more, he doesn't truly want to hurt anyone.

The Samadhi fire is a weapon of mass destruction, but we see it burn away LBD's hold--the chains--from Macaque without killing him. If you're a powerful being, or even just someone with power and the one in control of the power doesn't want to hurt you and they have enough control over it, chances are it's not going to kill you.

SWK's Master, his mentor, his friend is gone, but his lessons in compassion remain. He wanted to defeat the Lady Bone Demon. Never once did he say kill until the end.

The old Monkey King's go-to was to kill. It was easy, he didn't really see what was wrong with it, it sure got rid of the problem faster. This Monkey King? After JTTW? ...Killing is his absolute last resort.

Monkey King left to find a way to defeat the Lady Bone Demon without killing her. And when that failed, only then did he confront her. He had the power to kill her all along, had the power to kill all of them, he may have been slightly nerfed at times, but like... at the end of it all, hurting people is the last thing he wants to do. And he did everything he could to prevent that being the action he had to take.

In the end he failed though. And thats when he fell to his last resort. And maybe he regretted it a little bit because if he'd just killed her in the first place none of this would have happened. But his time with Tang Sanzang taught him value life and value compassion. Even at his own expense. Kinda like Mk at times.

Just me throwing some thoughts around o7

#knox rambles #lego monkie kid season 3 spoilers #monkie kid special spoilers #lego monkie kid season 3 special spoilers #monkie kid season 3 special spoilers #monkie kid analysis #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #thinking again about how similar they are #SWK's just been worn and weathered more #anyway i dont know for sure if this was the intent obv i just think itd be kinda neat

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steddieficfind · 17 days

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Hi! I was literally just reading a fic on the little pop-up safari window you get when you click on a link on tumblr and then my phone died and I lost the fic and arghhhhhhh

Basically I saw a post on my dash earlier today that was someone reccing an author and it linked several of their works with a brief description and the ao3 summary, with a link to the fic on ao3. It was complete and it had 3 chapters but I don’t remember anything else from the ao3 info box.

The plot is that Robin wants to go to a gay bar so she can kiss a girl (or maybe Eddie suggests it?) and Eddie’s taking her (he’s out to Steve but that doesn’t happen in the fic) but she’s really nervous so she asks Steve to come along and he agrees. Eddie gives him this whole talk about how there are going to be gay people at the gay bar and Steve can’t freak out if they’re being gay or if guys try to flirt with him, which kind of insults Steve, kind of makes him feel really weird about the potential of getting gay flirted with, and kind of makes him super determined to show that he’s a Good Ally. Eddie helps Steve get ready and when they get to the bar Eddie pretends to be Steve’s boyfriend to stop guys from hitting on him. A drag queen tells Steve that Eddie’s in love with him and Steve freaks out about it and talks to Robin, who points out that maybe he should just be gay for Eddie. At first Steve is like No Way I’m Straight but then he thinks about it a bit more and decides to test it (his possible bisexuality) out by taking Eddie back to the bar to see if he (Steve) likes the fake boyfriend thing, which Robin thinks is an awful idea. In the meantime Eddie watches a basketball game with Steve and Steve goes to a hellfire meeting. They go to the bar and Steve is like Yup I’m For Sure Crushing On Eddie and I don’t remember what happens next because that’s about where I lost the fic.

Some details I remember are as follows: the drag queen is named Connie and she has a bet going with Steve about the basketball game and she promises to buy him a round of drinks in after the game airs in three weeks which is Steve’s excuse for bringing Eddie back, Steve bumps into one person on his way to the bar and the guy starts flirting with him/asking him to dance and that one guy is all it takes for Eddie to swoop in like Nope I’m Your Boyfriend Now, the author refers to the tops that Steve and Eddie wear as “singlets” (which was really confusing to me at first as I could only picture the wrestling leotards until I turned to google), Eddie puts makeup on Steve and it’s black and gold, Eddie give Steve a sword necklace and a spiky bracelet, neither of them return each others clothes because they liiiiiiiiiike each other, at one point eddie says that Robin has experienced being part of a “lesbian sandwich” (a term that Steve doesn’t know) and points out that she has red lipstick on her face

Sorry that’s a lot of details but I was reading the fic literally just a few hours ago before my frantic search to find it again

Thank you guys so much you’re truly doing god’s work o7

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furbygoblinxiv · 10 months

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And finally, the entire reason I started this mini svsss design series, part three, some iconic misc demons: Meng Mo, Six Balls, and Sha Hualing ft Liu Mingyan. Close ups and headcanons under the cut!

Ok so first up is Mengo Mo. I gave him a more space and night themed design since I thought it'd be interesting if he hailed from a clan connected to that sorta thing, hence why he was able to keep his spirit alive and so powerful in the dream realm after having been smited lol. Like a sort of magic only those demons learned all those years ago, hence why there aren't many other master dream demons. Based completely on nothing but "hey dream magic and shadow teleporting powers could be similar if you squint", I gave him design elements to match my design of Mobei Jun's mom from part 2 of this little series. Are they distantly related? Eh who knows lol 🤷‍♀️. Beyond that, I gave him clothing pieces from other demon cultures to show how much he's been Around. I made his hair all billowy since I thought it'd be fun for that to be part of his smoke like experience.

I wanted to maximize the Little Guy energy, and also wanted to only use six colors on him. I like to think hes a fun and colorful mix of scales and feathers. I also made him have a similar outfit style to Sha Hualing as if they hailed from similar areas of the demon realm, which I made the west. I have his only piece of jewelry being the supposed clan crest on the waist bc hes a lower class demon. If he unbraided his hair he'd have a flowing mohawk of sorts...anywho

Queens, icons, legends. For Sha Hualing, this is more of a casual fit, I imagine she probably wears wayyy more jewelry than this. I wanted her outfit to be fun, revealing, and very easily blown off in battle lol. Liu Mingyan, by contrast, is wearing the head disciple uniform of Xian Shu, which covers 100% more of her lol. The light color fabric with color accents paired with the grey shoes and grey belt, which has drapery and embroidery that matches the theming of the peak is something I tried to match for the inner/head disciples, like Ning Yingying and Luo Binghe in part 1 of this mini series. I like to imagine that Xian Shu specializes in textiles and fabrics, and thus the disciples there would have an enchanted piece or two on them at all times. I mean, an enchanted face covering would ensure that no one unwanted saw your face, right? Anyways, I gave Sha Hualing purple on the earrings and Liu Mingyan red and gold on her hair crown to symbolize…something lol.

Anyways, not as much to say this time, except that I love Six Balls. Also I miiight post peak lords next? It really depends. Anyways, thanks for reading o7

#svsss #scum villian self saving system #scum villain #svsss fanart #scum villain fanart #meng mo #six balls #sha hualing #liu mingyan #my art tag #my svsss char design series

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sakuraryomen01 · 2 years

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Lost Lamb /OG Sukuna x Female Reader/ .12 [ Final Chapter ]

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✧ Warning: Og Sukuna Ryomen, servant reader, Master x Servant, protector/predator x reader kind of relationship, mention of marriage post-timeskip, aftermath, kissing, timeskip, children ("hiers"), father Sukuna, mother reader, Uraume as a maid/caretaker of the kids for a few moments, short chapter/sweet ending

✧ Reader: Female Reader

✧ Plot: A Master x Servant Fanfiction in which Sukuna, the king of curses, finds you snooping in his temple and he makes you pay for your crimes for the rest of your life..

✧ Words: 2.93k

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·A/n: Already got a new fanfiction started. Another Sukuna one, ik, but it's had a long time coming, I've posted a newsletter of sorts about it. If you wish to be tagged in the future, ask through requests, the announcement, and the last Lost Lamb chapter. I love you all, and can't wait to start a new journey with you~

♡ Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy! ♡

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Unable to get enough after one night, Sukuna's hands were on you from the moment he let you lay on the bed for some rest. His four armed, cursed King body unable to leave yours as you rested in that massive bed.

The smell of sex, arousal, and lust still thick in the air as he panted and kissed over your swollen and red lips. You looked beautiful..

"Mnn.." You mewled from underneath the curse, suckling on his lip all the while. Breathing heavily and holding onto the sheets as you let your body shiver and calm.

Buzzed on drunken love by the King of Curses.. What a life you've got. Feeling his lips against yours, the warm and suppleness they held, even the tangy taste of your arousal still on his lips and tongue, it was amazing. Delicious.

Sukuna cursed again, chuckling to himself while you giggled. Cooing and eventually just staring into your eyes. Silence being held as his became lidded, feeling tired after a long night of love-making.

"Here, rest your head on my chest," He said, laying back and pulling the blankets up to cover your bare form.

No one was going to be able to see you like that, not while he was around. With a content sigh, Sukuna's lower arm is automatically wrapped around your back end. Fingers tracing circles on your hip as you snuggle into Sukuna's side. The curse gave a smile, seeing your eyes begin to close as you got comfortable.

Watching you smile and hum with satisfaction, Sukuna and you began to talk about the next day. What you would do and where you would go, the things and the sights you wanted to see.

Though, there was one question that was still on his mind beside all others. One he wanted to ask you for a while, and now was probably the best time he'd get to ask you.

"Y/n.. will you marry me?"

The question shocked you, your head quickly craning upwards as you sat up on your hands and knees. Sukuna was shocked, seeing your face full of wonder and amazement as you thought about what he had said.

"Uhm, is that a yes?" Sukuna asked, blinking a few times as you nodded. A smile on his face as he cupped yours in his hands. Sitting up and kissing your warm lips as if he wasn't just kissing them moments ago.

"I want a big wedding, just for us. I want to walk you down the aisle as my wife with my hands in yours.. I want children and a life together, I want to be with you and be yours forever, love."

Your cheeks are reddened at this, your eyes glazing over with emotions. Feeling Sukuna's lips press against your forehead and a low coo pouring from his chest as you looked up at him.

"I want you to be my queen, lamb."

. . 20 years later . .

"Uda, stop messing with the flowers!" Uraume ordered, their hair still messy from this morning's altercation. "Your mother worked hard on these!"

"Fiiiine!!" The pink-haired little maniac groaned, sitting himself on one of the large stones that had been set for him.

This was Uda Ryomen's favorite play area. A little paradise that's full of flowers that smell amazing, and different little critters that'd come scurrying into the gardens looking for food. Some rabbits and deer, but there's also an occasional fox that would come visit.

Sometimes, if he was lucky, he saw a stray red panda that's probably wandered too far from it's original home.

"When's momma getting back from the village?" Uda asked as the monk fixed their white and red hair. Pulling leaves and stray bits of food that had been tossed at them this morning, a grimace on their face all the while.

"She'll be back when she's back, around noon," They confirmed, thinking about you waddling around with your pregnant belly.

How could you even do it? Deal with these little monsters you called 'offspring' and 'children'?

"But it is noon!" The little monster in question cried, his big red eyes narrowing at his babysitter. The annoyance that he inherited from his father obviously being shown to try and get his way.

Spoiled. The both of them will be spoiled.

"I want dad!"

"You won't be getting your dad yet. He's with your mother, visiting the chief for the next moon's payment."

The little half-curse gave another sigh of annoyance as he stood, crossing his four arms and stomping throughout the gardens to try and calm himself. He didn't like being alone. He was like you that way. Always wanting to see more than what was just past the shrine's doors.

A curious little half-curse that was always willing to run around and play. Thankfully, he'd have a playmate soon..

So, as Uda quickly became happy and found a few animals to play with, Uraume sat on a chair that they'd put at the edge of the gardens. Their eyes focused on the little mortal as he ran around, chasing after frogs and other assorted wildlife as he disrupted their peace. Sounds a lot like he father.

Eventually though, Uraume's eyes wandered towards the shrine's path. Finding you and your plump little belly in Sukuna's large and strong arms. The two of you looked so awkward as you waved over at your friend, wanting to go visit with your son and the monk.

Uraume gave a sigh of gratefulness, seeing the mother to the little annoyance that they loved a little too much.

Sukuan gently placed you on the ground next to the monk as they stood, giving you the seat and smiling brightly.

"How was the doctor's visit?" Uraume asked, sitting on Uda's special rock and placing their face on their palms. "Any idea when it's due?"

"About a month or two," Sukuna answered, his neck craned for his older heir and spotting him quickly.

Uda was playing with a crane.. odd.

You gave a nod and patted your swollen tummy. "Mhm, they'll be due eventually! And the chief said he'd pay Sukuna with more than one cow this time, seeing as Sukuna's love for beef has grown recently."

Sukuna gave a small huff, crossing his arms and keeping an eye on his child. He may not care for kids that much, but his would be better than any normal human child would. He knew it, they knew it; it was a fact.

Soon, Uda had stopped playing with the crane and ran over to you, his arms outstretched. "Momma!"

You gave a giggle and bent over to pick up the little boy. His lips connecting with your cheek immediately as Sukuna scoffed, rolling his eyes and sitting. Watching the small curse get affection from you, his mother, and snuggling into your neck as he gave you a tight hug. As you began talking to Uda about the baby, his eyes practically shining with excitement, Sukuna rested his chin on his fist.

Sharing you wasn't exactly his favorite thing to do..

"Did momma bring me anything?" Uda asked, climbing from your lap to his dad's. His bright eyes are full of wonder and amazement as you pulled a little stuffed toy and book from your bag.

The toy fox you had bought was especially made and requested a few months ago for Uda. You knew he had a love for the creature and wanted to make this visit worthwhile. The fur for the toy was soft and could be brushed through, and easy to clean and sleep with.

The book you had handed him was somewhat small, but full of information about foxes, the different kinds and breeds, and all the other wonderful things your son loved about them. Sukuna didn't understand this whole love for animals, but he just shrugged and let you handle it.

Like you said, he wasn't very good with 'hobbies'.

He had ripped out a flower one time trying to garden with you, embarrassingly. It hasn't been discussed to this day.

"A fox and a book about them," You said, handing the items to the child. He began looking through the book as soon as it was in his hands. "It's got information about their habitats, and what they like to eat! There's more than one breed too, it's all in there!"

He loved reading, even if it was the same thing he had seen before. Sukuna's library was his second favorite place to be. When it was raining, Uraume always took him to the library to teach him how to write bigger words and how to say and use them properly.

Just recently, he learned how to say 'pregnancy'.

"Oo~" He cooed, curling up against Sukuna's tummy and flipping through the pages.

Sukuna didn't pay no mind, his eyes glued to yours half lidded but full of love. He had a son, a wife; a family.

Happy wasn't a good way to describe this newfound feeling inside him, but he was happy it didn't have a label. He didn't want it to. He was glad that he couldn't place a word for the feeling.

Seeing your eyes full of pride and wonder at the world you had created for yourself, and the fact it was with him, was feeling enough.

You had become his little wife. The Queen to his King. The mother to his father. You were a little special prize just for him and him alone.

Hell, creating Uda was a special event in itself. Fucking like bunnies til every last drop of his semen was pumped into you. Sukuna began to drool over the idea of more children, more heirs, more little half-span running around with his last name.

Though, destroying your insides would be the best part..

"Sukuna, Uraume's asking you a question," Your voice chirped. Your smile broke his thought process as he blinked a few times and shook his head, turning to the sly little monk that had witnessed his little perverted train-ride.

They never missed a beat, did they?

"I was wondering what you wanted prepared for dinner tonight," The monk asked again, their eyes narrowed with a coy smile.

"I want chicken dumplings with veggie skewers!" Uda announced, wanting his presence known amongst the adults. His proud little smile is a copy-and-paste from the King of Curses very own.

"Ha.. if that's what the little prince desires."

Sukuna and you laughed at this, seeing Uraume lift the prince from Sukuna's lap and walk inside the shrine. The sounds of birds chirping and the hot springs water trickling in the distance. Though, that place has become more like a pool for your child.

Hopefully, your next would love your home like you did.

"Hey, Sukuna?" You questioned, your eyes staring at the sight of simply the forest and the sunlight that shone through the canopy that had grown the past years.

So many years..

"Yes, love?" Sukuna's voice drew your eyes towards him, a raised brow and glimmering eyes.

You gave a small smile in return, all the love and affection in your heart grew as the smile grew wider. There was a small kick from inside your belly, though you didn't pay mind as you placed a hand on your husband's face.

Your small palm warming what little area it could on his cheek, rubbing your thumb against his skin. Sukuna couldn't help but chuckle, holding your small hand against his face, awaiting your words as the sun went down.

The soft glow of warm orange and red makes your face shine like it was a moon. So happy..

"Thank you for letting me serve you."

The King gave a chuckle, standing from his place and dusting off his yukata, holding a spare hand out for you to take with a smile. "Let's head inside, love."

Giving a nod, you stood, holding his hand and your belly, as Sukuna led you inside the shrine. It was like that dream you had had so long ago.

The white wedding, the flowers, the villagers.

It was you. It had always been. You were seeing what the future had in store for you and your life that was going to unfold. Unable to keep in the smile, you let it out.

You let it shine bright as you walked up the temple's stairs like you did twenty years ago. From rags to riches.. is that what this story is?

From a thief to a wife. From a slave to a love.

Heh.. funny isn't it?

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a/n:: To every single one of my Lost Lamb fans and followers, thank you. You've all been so kind to me throughout this process and I wanted to say I love you all. It's been an honor creating such a story that you all loved so much. I dearly hope you all have a humble and blessed day/night/evening and have great fortune and luck! I wish to create more like this and hope you enjoy the next few fanfictions in the future!

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Chapter Theme Songs: —JAWNY - Honeypie (Lyrics) — Nicky Youre, dazy - Sunroof (Official Music Video) — Alan Walker - Darkside (Lyrics) ft. Au/Ra and Tomine Harket — Zedd - Clarity (Feat. Foxes)

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xxplaugexx · 1 year

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John Price Headcannons

a/n; before we begin, your honor I love him. He's sorta above Ghost and König for me atm so anyway

pairings; Cap. John Price x AfroLatina! Reader

warnings; a bit of profanity used. it's also assumed that reader is at least 5 years younger than the captain o7

John is the greatest man in the world, you will forever feel loved!

Anything you want you got

He likes PDA (not too much) He wants to make sure people know your his

He loves cuddles and cheesy movies with microwave popcorn and a bottle of wine (crying just thinking about it fr)

BEARD SCRATCHES

He loves it when you cook for him (might have a bit of a housewife kink) but he'll never force it on you

When you go back to Latin America you bring him cigars and he saves them for good days cause they're the best

You always joke about hating his hats but y'all both know you love them

If you've already met Gaz, simply expect this every time you see him; "Mum!! The Price family is finally back together."

"Shut up Gaz"

When he first met your mom, he passed the test without instruction: "You wan't more rice?"

"Oh, yes please." (You also refused to let him eat anything for that whole day so it was genuine)

If you're a civilian, he usually wears his wedding band on a chain and puts it back on when he gets home. If you're both on the force, you have matching chains.

Speaking of being home. Silent cuddles and kisses. Moments together all the time because he knows his time may be limited.

If you're WAY younger than him, like Gaz age, you're totally immersed in social media: "I really wish British people existed."

"My love...."

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" "Pardon?"

And don't get me started on the world cup (cause no one likes the British)

"IT'S CALLED SOCCER BITCH" "Sure"

"Put beans on that toast and I'm burning all those ugly ass hats." "I love you more"

“Sorry about the queen.” “You don’t mean that.” “I don’t.”

Mocking his accent

After Ghost team, you stole his mask. You snuck up on him once and he almost had a heart attack. "Fucking hell, love!"

All in all, he loves you more than himself and would probably give his life for you.

Thanks for reading <3

I'll probably do more cause love him

König headcannons next

#john price fic #john price #captain john price #cod x reader #cod mw22 #cod modern warfare #john price x reader #headcanon #cod #cod mw #jonathan price #he's so fine it makes me sick #goddess

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icharchivist · 6 months

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You should rate all of Dante's cats >:3

on one hand it's a challenging task, on the other, i could never rate a cat lower than 10/10. that's a cat. it's cat shaped. it will be 10/10

but as a small run down:

Lord Rivera. 20/10. So shapped. Extremely wise. The smartest of the bunch and the one who knows how to take the time to think. Voiced by Keiji Fujiwara (aka Eugen's va) before he died, which means i will forever be crying about it.

Lord Mukuta. 30/10. He was one of my favorite ones when i read the Many Lives of Cats. He's definitely the coolest of them. a good head on his shoulders, wise, but not overbearing. Voiced by Reinhardtzar's VA which brings me so much joy.

Lord Vapaus. 12/10. This one mainly stood out to me for having the funniest lines in the localizations (like "rat got your tongue?" and stuff like that). Curious and Direct, but he didn't leave as much of an impact on me as the others.

Lady Aselia. 15/10. she's so sweet and kind. Very considerate and calm, even if her anger can be a sight to behold. She is so elegant too. Look at her. isn't she perfect.

Lady Afaka. 14/10. Most out of touch of the kitties. Laid back and easy going. I remember firmly that one scene in The Many Lives of Cats when all the cats are in crisis because they've been kidnapped and she is like "i've found something!" and everyone turns to her thinking she has found a way out or something, but instead she lies in a hole and purrs because that's what she found. "that's such a good hole." cut to the others cats, jaded, wondering why they even thought Lady Afaka would actually focus for two seconds. She's fantastic.

Lady Mew Mew. 10000000/10. She's the best. She's a mew mew. She means the world to me. She's so tiny. She has 0 understanding of what's going on around her. Head empty. Who needs thoughts when you can get pats. Will never forget how she got mad that others cats were clinging on Sen while trying to escape a certain water death bc "wtf are you all doing on MY Cuddle buddy èwé" like miss Mew Mew the room was easy to read but she can't fucking read. She's so baby. I adore her.

Lord Young Cat. 25/10. He's so cute and great. Feral little buddy who's learning to enjoy love and care. truly THE Meow meow, the rebel, the hero.

Freiheit. 11/10. I admit i didn't read Dante's SSR FE so i don't know him, but he's shapped, he's a battle cat, he looks fun. He seems amazing so he deserves good pats and praise.

BONUS not a Dante's Cat but one of the cats from The Many Lives of Cats that deserve mention:

Lord Torajiro. 17/10. he's a good cat. He's so so good. Like he committed atrocities, but it's because he loved his owner so much, and it makes him the ultimate Poor Pathetic Little Meow Meow. I cried so hard because of him. I hope he can enjoy the rest of his days with his owner just fine.

.....

And because i feel like otherwise i might get choked to death in my sleep:

The Cat. The Myth. The Legend. She's not Dante's cat, she's no one's cat, everyone is just one of the worshipper of Lady Ewiyar. But it would be illegal of me to not include her in this list. (aka she would actually kill me.) 20000000/10. The one true Queen. I'm not saying that under threats. I swear. Maybe.

This is the Cat notes. Hope i've done my duty o7

#ichareply #ichafantalks gbf #anonymous #ichablogging gbfcats

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actual-bill-potts · 10 months

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hello you won the Blorbo Poll War and I would like reparations. write me a fic about Eldacar please and thank you ❤️

your wish is my command o7 (snagged the idea of including a Rivendell Elf in this fic from @sallysavestheday; her Eldacar fic All Will Be Well, and All Will Be Well is great and everyone should go read it!!!)

"'Tinúviel! Tinúviel!'

His voice such love and longing filled one moment stood she, fear was stilled; one moment only; like a flame he leaped towards her as she stayed and caught and kissed that elfin maid."

The court of Gondor was held rapt by the voice of a minstrel, a traveling Elf from Rivendell. Eldacar was enthralled himself; it was the first time he had heard the Lay of Leithian in full, for all that it told the story of his forebears, and it was - lovely. The Elf's voice rippled through the court, and images followed in its wake: a dancing Elf-maid, a Man no longer alone. Light feet dancing upon a green sward.

He looked at his father, on the throne, and his mother next to him. They alone, of all the many royals in the room, were not looking at the minstrel.

They were looking at each other.

Adar's eyes were soft and warm, crinkling at the corners as he gazed at Naneth. She was holding out her hand to him; and as Eldacar watched, Valacar's fingers curled over Vidumavi's, lost in a dream of their own.

"there flitting just before his feet she gently chid with laughter sweet; 'Come! dance now, Beren, dance with me! For fain thy dancing I would see.'"

Eldacar remembered a bedtime story, long ago: "How did you and Ada meet, Naneth?" he had asked sleepily.

Her fingers had paused in their stroking over his brow. "He was dancing," she said. "We had both fled my father's court for the evening, and were in the courtyard under the stars. He did not know I was there; but he was dancing with an invisible partner to the music that drifted out from the balcony, and I knew I was in love."

"In love!" Eldacar's eyes had widened. "How did you know so quickly?"

She had laughed. "It is difficult to describe. My heart leapt within me. I had never seen anyone like him - so tall, so dark! - and I wanted in that moment to dance with him forever." Her tone turned sad. "But love is not without cost."

Eldacar, at the time, had not understood. He had been shielded and cossetted for as long as his parents could manage. But the veiled remarks, the long stares and the whispers, had ever followed him.

He knew now what she meant.

"'I sell not to Men those whom I love' said Thingol, 'whom all things above I cherish; and if hope there were that Beren should ever living fare to the Thousand Caves once more, I swear he should not ever have seen the air or light of heaven's stars again.'"

The mingled light and darkness of Menegroth's court seemed to play over the courtiers' faces. There had been gasps at Thingol's cruel refusal. Now there were tears at the thought of Beren's loss. Yet amid the tears there were several vicious looks cast at the joined hands of the King and Queen.

Only a week ago, Eldacar had been wandering the halls when a little girl bumped into him, dark-haired and grey-eyed. She had looked up at him with avid curiosity.

"Are you Eldacar?" she had asked.

"Yes," Eldacar had said, smiling. "And what is your name?"

She ignored this, in favor of looking him up and down intently. "You don't look as if you are about to die," she announced finally. "But my naneth says you are. Are you?"

"I..." Eldacar had trailed off. He did not know what to say. "I - do not believe so?" he had offered, and the little girl had frowned as if disappointed. He supposed that his answer was not particularly exciting.

Then she said, with the air of one gathering what she could after a loss, "Well, I have heard that your naneth is a sorceress, anyway."

"She is not," said Eldacar firmly.

"But my naneth says -" the girl was cut off by a lady sweeping down the hallway, cheeks red.

"We mustn't be rude," she scolded, and swept into a deep bow before Eldacar. "I am sorry, my Prince."

"It is quite all right," Eldacar had said, at a loss, and watched the child go.

Now he looked out at the faces of his people, enchanted by the tale of an Elf-maid and her mortal lover, and wondered how many of them scorned his mother. How many of them viewed him as lesser, simply because he might not see two hundred years.

Would he have made Lúthien's choice, he wondered. He supposed, in some ways, he already had. The long life of the Númenóreans of old might never be his. But he would not give up his mother for a single further day of life - no, not for the noblest lady of the Dúnedain! Vidumavi was his mother, gentle and laughing, noble and fair, and he would not want another.

The Lay ended, the minstrel bowing with a flourish. Amid the applause, the King stood and spoke.

"Our thanks!" he said. "That was a rare performance; and a lovely reminder of our history. Love will triumph!" He glanced at Vidumavi as he said this and caught her smile.

"So it will," the Elf agreed, gravely. "And ever our people bear love for yours, for Lúthien's sake, and for the sake of Dior the Beautiful and his sons Elúrin and Elúred, who are lost to us forever."

Eldacar shivered violently. Lúthien and Beren had lived in peace; but their son, the mingling of two peoples, had not had such a luxury. His sons slain, his kingdom destroyed, his culture gone.

Surely he would not meet Dior's fate. His people were kind. His mother was beloved; how could she not be beloved? And his father was a great king.

He caught Castamir's eye, dark and fathomless, and shuddered again.

Surely he would not meet Dior's fate.

#eldacar #my writing #silm fic #asked and answered #sorry again abt the poll beloved <3 #also cant let sallysavestheday have all the fun re: rivendell elves lol

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