#very annoyed going to be in debt forever

[aajjks]

Debt (m)

synopsis. you’re so unlucky that he’s lucky.

warnings. yändērē, sädïstïc bëhävïöür, öbsëssîvë thoughts, öbsëssïön, hê ïs sö ËVÏL, ünhëälthy rëlätïönshïp, yändêrê jk 10x, mäfïä köök, mëntïöns öf kïdnäppïng.

note. HAPPY KNJ DAY! send asks? ENJOY!

“Aren’t you tired of fucking crying all the damn time?”

His words pierce you, how can he be so insensitive to you? He kidnapped you, of course he doesn’t care about your emotions.

He never did.

That’s why you left him.

You only sob harder and don’t look at him, what is the point? His face is the only thing you get to see these days, you feel like you’ll go insane.

“What e-else can I do! P-Please let me go..” your body temperature is burning, you sit on the dirty floor, your clothes are dirty, your heads hurts but this man doesn’t care.

He’s cruel, you hate him.

“Yn. I won’t let you go. So stop fuckin crying, it’s starting to annoy me.” Jungkook groans, you push your head deeper into your lap, he frustrates you to no end, if only you could kill him so you could leave.

“I hate you! I’ll never love you!”

“Do you honestly think that I give a fuck about that? Baby you should know me better.” He tsks, you want to scream from frustration but you can’t.

Because you’re too numb.

“Yn are you seriously that dumb? Huh? Really?” This man makes you want to pull your hair out of your skull, you want to die.

“Yes! I was dumb enough to love you once!”

He tsks again, you roll your eyes as you turn your head in his direction, tilting your body, biting the inside of your cheek.

“Jungkook, sincerely fuck you.”

“Oh but you have, so many times, remember?” He smirks, locking his eyes with yours, you want to wipe that smirk off his face, but you don’t have the energy.

He’s too strong for you.

“We broke up jungkook, get over it. You never deserved me, you lying asshole!” His eyebrows furrow in amusement, you’re entertaining him, oh he’s so sick.

“You broke up with me, baby I never did so it’s not over until I decide it is.” He folds his arms, the tattoos so visible, he’s sitting on that chair so comfortably while you’re on the cold hard ground.

“And you even had the audacity to try to replace me in your life, it makes me laugh at how you think I can be replaced, baby.” You notice him grit his teeth.

Oh now he’s the one that’s getting frustrated?

You want to laugh, he is such a narcissistic person, he thinks he’s so special to you, he was, once. But not anymore.

“What’s his name? Kim Namjoon, eh?”

You scoff, “what a fuckin stalker you are, Jungkook.”

“Of course. You are mine. I kept my eye on you every single day. My men did some digging and guess what, turns out that your boyfriend is in debt.”

“I know everything yn.”

He stands up, while you gasp in shock. You watch him walk towards you, his black shiny shoes hit the surface, his eyes never leave yours for a minute.

“W-What?! You’re a liar, why would you think that I’d believe you?”

He leans down infront of you, matching your level, “I never lie when it comes to you yn.” He looks at you with intensity. “You know that.”

“So, him and I had a little conversation. I approached him of course. And… let’s just say, you are a very unlucky woman in love.”

You feel tears well up in your eyes.

“But I’m lucky, guess what baby. We had a deal. I offered him humbly to clear up his debt and… in return for my favour to him…”

You don’t like this at all, you know this expression of his soul too well, his lips curl up into a smug smile, his eyes are twinkling, yet a dark hue covers them, oh you’re so in trouble.

“I get you back, forever.”

You let out a sob, you finally let it out, Jungkook doesn’t try to comfort you, he just watches you, “n-no…”

“Oh yes baby. Looks like he sold you. And I put my price on you.”

He chuckles, a sadistic cruel bastard.

“And now you’re mine forever, baby. Forever this time.”

#jungkook smut #bts smut #yandere bts #jjk smut #yandere jjk #yandere jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook x yn #jungkook fanfic #jungkook ff #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfiction #namjoon x reader #yandere x reader #smut #jungkook angst #namjoon angst #bts yandere #yandere au #jeongguk smut #jeongguk x reader

[rainstops]

Cuddling headcannons

diluc, wanderer, xiao, childe

a/n: IM TIREEED. I might start writing fnaf fics especially because of the recent release of ruin

Diluc

physical touch is one of his biggest love languages. Change my mind

kisses, holding hands, and hugs when he comes home laze in the evening, are his favourite thing.

He hugs you from behind and lays his shoulder on your head

when cuddling in bed, he’s usually the big spoon

but if you’re the big spoon his face turns as red as his hair

In cold winters he gives you his jacket and hugs you to keep you warm

more utc

he smells like burnt fire wood and grapes

his hair smells so good

Diluc is like a walking heating-something

you will never be cold with him

sit on his lap and pepper his face with kisses

if you’re tired he‘ll carry you to bed and cuddle with you until you fall asleep

you will never have to move a muscle again

Wanderer

He longs for your touch. He always does

he would obviously never ask

whenever you hug him, his body tenses up

he still feels your touch lingering on his body minutes after you hugged him

if he hugs you back, he hides his face in your shoulder, because he’s read and would never want you to see

“What are you doing. Do it again“

never seen someone so flustered

hides his face in the crook of ur neck

cant hold ur hand without turning SUPER red

instead he links his pinky with yours

you can hug him and cuddle him like a teddy bear

he will complain but he wont do anything to make you let go

waits until you fall asleep to cuddle with you

Xiao

He is very similar to the wanderer when it comes to physical touch

lays his head on your lap so that you can play with his hair

Falls asleep on u 100%

flustered boy

tries to hide is face in his hands or by turning his head away

if you fall asleep on him, he‘ll wrap an arm around you and will try to keep you warm

very stiff because he wasn’t shown any physical affection in years

He’s definitely the little spoon no matter what you say

your touch calms him and his karmic debt down

he can sleep better when he’s cuddling with you but he tells you its only because he can be sure you’re safe

hugs u from behind with his arms loosely around your waist

wishes he could remain in your arms forever

Childe

full on tackles you down

squishes ur cheeks

hugs you so tightly you swear you can’t breathe

clings to you in a very annoying lovely way

can be both little and big spoon

peppers your face with kisses

if you wake up in the morning to him cuddling you, you probably wont be able to move an inch from his tight grip

i can’t mention how he’s constantly cuddling you enough

loves when you go through his hair while cuddling

actually has a rather big fear of being left behind which is why he is always clinging onto you

kisses on the nose and forehead. For both of you.

love him and hug him back pls

#rainstops #genshin headcanons #headcanon #diluc genshin impact #genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao genshin impact #xiao genshin #diluc genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader #childe #tartaglia #childe x reader #wanderer #scaramouche x reader #scara #scara x reader #wanderer genshin #wanderer x reader

[cassiopeiasdaughter]

invisible string

Theodore Nott x fem!reader

summary: you get married in the middle of the night during the war

warning: this is a complete AU and doesn't follow the events of the books, just use your imagination and go with the flow :) also in case you hadn't already guessed it !not proofread!

Theo masterlist & this is part of the midnights series

small blurb that was inspired by Finnick & Annie’s wedding iykyk

@tencrushesperday @lovergirlie14 I told you I would make it happen

"Marry me.", he whispers in the dark.

His hand going through your hair and the other one drawing circles on your back had been sending you to sleep; along with the steady beat of his heart.

His words however, managed to wake you back up, "What did you say?”

You both stand up and he takes your hands in his; holds them to his face and kisses them.

“Let’s get married, right now.”, he says with a smile

“Theo, we- we can’t just get married right now.”,

“Why not?”, he asks playfully

“What’s gotten into you?”, you ask

“Well, we may die tomorrow for all we know and before; there were many things I considered a total waste of time, like marriage, but now-“

“That we are in the middle of a war and could die at any moment?”

“No, now that I love you and I know that something terrible could happen”, like losing you he thinks but doesn’t say it, buries it deep down, not even wanting to imagine what that would be like. “I want to do everything with you.”

“Let’s get married.”, he says slowly; full of love and promise.

Marry me, and be with me forever, let’s survive this and then go away together. Build a home of our own just how we like it and make love in every room. Let’s do all the boring things we once made fun of. I will buy you flowers every Sunday, and you’ll  kiss my forehead before leaving for work. Let’s have kids eventually and teach them what it is like for their parents to love eachother like we do. 

Let’s say I love you a million times a day and never let eachother go.

“Alright.” You say and he kisses you.

“But it is very late now.”, you add 

“Don’t worry, I will figure something out, get ready and I will wait for you in the garden, in twenty minutes?”

“-Thirty!" you say and jump out of bed in a hurry to get ready.

When you decided to join the Order you didn’t think to bring a wedding gown with you, so the best thing you could do is put on a white shirt, a flowy one, that ties beautifully in the front and has two detailed off the shoulder sleeves. You think back to transfiguration class and extend the shirt with a spell, turning it into a dress. McGonagall should be here to see this you think and move on to do your hair.

You tie your boots, muddy and old, but the only pair of shoes you have with you; and then head downstairs.

As you walk to the garden you see lanterns on the trees lighting up the space, just enough for you to spot Draco and Hermione; the first with an annoyed look on his face and the latter scolding him; as usual

Moving further you can make out Professor Lupin talking to Theo; who is waiting for you nervously.

“Here comes the bride.”, exclaims Draco with a tired voice.

Theo turns his head at that and looks at you with a smile that you quickly return.

“Come on Granger, prepare your wand so we can get this circus over with.”

“Quiet Draco, be patient, this is a beautiful moment that we should all cherish.” said professor Lupin with a calming smile

“I am sorry professor for bothering you this late at night.” , you quickly say

“Call me Remus, dear, we are in the middle of a war, there is no room for such courtesies I am afraid.” He replied “And don’t worry about the time, I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“I was sleeping just fine by the way not that you cared, Nott, if we survive this war you are in serious debt.”, Draco said with an eye roll

“If we survive this war Malfoy, I will personally make sure-” said Hermione

“Enough children.” Theo cut her off “Draco, if we survive this war I will give you whatever’s left of the Nott heritage.”

“Shall we get started now?” , professor Lupin said with a clasp of his hands

Remus began the ceremony by reading out loud what it meant for two magical beings to entwine their souls forever a bit dramatic if you asked me you thought.

He began reciting the spells and asked Hermione and Draco; the witnesses of the ceremony to join in, as it was mandatory for at least three witches or wizards to engage in the soul binding spell.

To complete the spell it was required for the married couple to join in, by connecting their hands and their wands.

And as you did that you could feel Theo, his energy, feelings; his soul in you as could he.

That is why this is so special you thought. With this matrimony you and Theo will be entirely bound to eachother, a part of you will live inside Theo and a part of him inside you.

You could see him as he realized that too, the way he looked at you, how his mouth was half open, surprised by this newfound sensation inside him; there were chills all over your body and then everything stopped.

The ceremony was over and the spell was finished. You felt the same as before, just warmer inside, more safe.

“You may kiss eachother, now”, whispered professor Lupin.

You smiled at eachother and Theo took your face in his hands, carefully as if holding something of great value. He leaned in slowly and you turned your head to him as you closed your eyes. As your lips touched for the first time you felt everything connect. A thin glowing string tying the two of you together. He kissed you fully then and the string started tying around you two, holding you together, protecting you.

You broke the kiss and he leaned down to rest his forehead on yours, with his arms looping around you protectively.

You didn’t notice Hermione crying at that or Remus looking at you sadly as if missing the other side of his golden string. And you definitely didn’t notice Draco smiling for his best friend and resting his arm on Hermiones shoulder comforting her.

fin

Also, if you would be interested in reading a series about the events that lead to this story and how their relationship came to be lmk, I’d be interested in expanding that into a series

divider by the wonderful @saradika

If you notice any mistakes, I am terribly sorry, let me know

Going on vacation so see you next Monday xx

#theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #harry potter fanfiction #theo nott #theodore nott imagine #Theo nott blurb #theodore nott fluff

[mkmas]

Jude and the Loving Kiss

inexperienced kiss xxx event

love how thats the title. as usual sorry it’s not perfect and if there’s anything wrong🙇‍♀️

(Wah, a beautiful flower garden…!)

(But why are we in a place like this…?)

(I don't know but... This place is so wonderful, it would be nice if I could stay here forever…)

A pleasant breeze fiddled with my hair and the scent of sweet flowers filled my heart with happiness.

At that moment, someone’s voice could be heard.

???: Tch… You, you're not just going to drop dead here without paying me back.

Kate: That voice, Jude…?

(Anyhow, I owe Jude a debt!)

Kate: 一Ugh! Ha, ha….!

A change from the beautiful scenery.

As soon as I regained consciousness, I spit out a large amount of water.

Ellis: Are you okay Kate?

Ellis pats my back as I groan. I exhaled water in response and finally calmed down to breathe.

Kate: … Thank you very much.

Ellis: I was really surprised. Kate was drowning in the river.

Kate: I was drowning…?

(Could it be, that flower garden I saw was the afterlife…)

(If it weren't for Jude's voice, I'd still be there一)

Trembling at just the mere thought of it, I grasped my own body with both arms.

Jude: Ha… Isn’t the season too cold for swimming?

Kate: I-I wasn’t swimming. Yes… I think there was a child drowning in the river and I tried to help... The child… !?

Ellis: The child was soaking wet but will be okay. Just to be safe, the child went to the doctor.

Kate: Is that so, that’s a relief… Um, Ellis was the one who saved me right?

Ellis: Nope, I was too far away to make it…

Ellis: Jude carried you back to the river shore, and breathed into you. ***(he didn’t directly mention CPR)

Kate: Jude………..

After I calmed down, I finally noticed that Jude's clothes were wet.

Apparently, he went into the river in such cold weather to save me.

Jude: Unfortunately, it wasn’t a prince that woke the princess up from her slumber. Such a pity it was a wizard.

Kate: It’s not a pity. Thank you so much for saving me!

Kate: …………. Uh, “breathed into?”

Jude: For people drowning in lakes, the appropriate first aid measure is to provide air with a mouth-to-mouth approach.

(I don't remember any of it at all, but doesn’t that mean that our lips were pressed together?)

Jude: Oi… Don't get all red-faced and excited over a common medical procedure. Saving you was dumb.

Kate: I-I wasn’t excited…!

Jude: I don’t know... Well, I'm soaking wet, so I'm going home. You should see that quack doctor just to be safe.

After he said that, Jude threw his jacket at me.

Jude's jacket was not wet at all, probably because he had taken it off before he went into the river.

Kate: Eh? Um, this…

Jude: You're going home now too, aren't you? If you walk behind me dressed like a sl*t like that, I'm going to look bad and it will be a nuisance.

I looked down and saw that my clothes were wet and sticking to my skin, and the thin fabric was becoming transparent.

Kate: T-Thank you very much.

Flustered, I quickly borrowed Jude's jacket and put it on the front.

His jacket felt very warm, and the faint scent of cigarettes filled my nose making my heart skip a beat.

Ellis: Ah… You two, up.

At that moment, Ellis suddenly noticed something and pointed above our heads.

Jude: …

Kate: Thats…

Directly above our heads was a tree with a wreath of mistletoe hanging from its trunk.

Maybe they forgot to take down the Christmas decorations.

(If I’m not mistaken, there's a superstition that if you kiss under the mistletoe, you'll be together forever…)

(… I mean, didn’t Jude just now give me artificial respiration!?)

Jude: ….

Jude glanced at my flustered state with a confused and annoyed expression,

He reached for the mistletoe, roughly pulled it off, and shoved it to Ellis.

Jude: Burn it.

Ellis accepts the mistletoe with a nod, and quickly walks away.

Kate: Well, uhm, Jude….

Jude: You, you don't believe in that mistletoe superstition, do you?

Kate: … I-I don’t believe it?

Jude: You’re a shitty liar.

Jude clicked his tongue and grabbed my arm.

Jude: Get that foolish head of yours to carve out a new superstition.

I was pulled closer and our lips forcibly met. This time it wasn’t life-saving, but rather just a normal kiss.

Kate: Un….

Our lips met tightly as if seeking warmth.

However, because the two of them were completely cold after entering the river, they could only feel the coldness of each other's lips, and could not feel the slightest bit of warmth.

Kate: … Fu….

Jude: … Nn…

Jude: … Not like this.

The icy kiss ends with Jude murmuring, as if to prove that there was no love in it.

Jude: …… “Even if you kiss under the mistletoe, if you kiss again in the same place, it will be canceled”!

Kate: I… Understand…

Of course, such a superstition does not exist, it was Jude's original.

(I can't believe you would go to the trouble of kissing me one more time to make up for my superstition…)

(… Could you have hated that superstition that much.)

Jude and I are not lovers, so it's only natural that we don't make eternal vows.

And yet, a bitter feeling spreads in my chest, as if I had lost my love.

(I'm sure I feel this way because I was happy that Jude saved me...)

(That gap is just making me feel lonely... Right?)

I forced myself to believe that I was in love and that I had a reason for my feelings.

Jude: … It's not worth it to make a promise of eternity with just a kiss.

Jude muttered thoughtfully and returned the swelling.

Since we are going back to the same place, I hurriedly follow behind him.

Kate: Jude, do you hate promises?

Jude: Nothing is eternal.

Jude's answer didn't seem to align with the question, but after thinking about it for a while, it started to make sense.

(It’s not that Jude hates promises, he just doesn't make them because he can't promise forever… He can't promise eternity, so he doesn’t make such promises.)

Eternity does not exist. As long as it doesn't exist, promises will always be broken. That's why such promises shouldn’t be made from the beginning.

I think that’s what Jude probably wanted to say.

(Isn’t that very sincere?)

It is easy for a person to lie in their heart. They can just lie and say that they will love you forever.

But even if it’s only superstitions, Jude never makes promises he can’t keep.

(... I wonder if Jude will someday have someone to whom he wants to pledge eternity to.)

Despite everything, Jude never abandoned me when I was drowning.

He is ruthless and arrogant, but I know from our time together that he is inhumane from the bottom of his heart.

(I wonder if someone will notice this side of Jude, somedayー…)

Being curious of such things would either make you feel like you want to look at the person, or not look,

I was driven by a strange feeling that I could not explain.

—————-

sorry but it’s so funny how ellis just went ok and ran off to burn a random mistletoe that belonged to the country or whoever was in charge of decorating the town😭 also smth that surprised me a little was how they really wanna emphasize jude’s foul mouth bc 痴女 = generally means sl*t but i’ve seen people use this to describe really bad female perverts or even female m*lesters (take it with a grain of salt, he’s extremely horrible with words but he always means well)

#jude jazza #ikemen villains #ikevil

[sleepyone2three]

This has been sitting in in my drafts for forever so I decided to finally finish it up! Thus, may I present:

How the demon bros would react if Lucifer had locked them away instead of Belphie

Can we talk about how lucky Lucifer was that it was Belphie he locked up and not one of his other brothers? Of all the sins, sloth is probably the best suited to being trapped in an attic. He can sleep the entire time and be giving into his vice at the same time. Meanwhile, if it had been any of the other brothers things could've been so much wilder! Just thinking about it has me rolling to be honest, so I decided I had to write this 😂

Mammon

Mammon would go stir crazy so fast. The only reason he hasn't completely lost his mind is the fact that Lucifer didn't bother to take Goldie away when locking him up. He has so many mental lists of the things he'll buy as soon as he's out.

Honestly, Mammon would probably whine a lot the entire time he was there too. He'd be bored out of his mind and unable to spend/get any Grimm. What kind of torture is this???

Lucifer honestly might get so annoyed with it that he'd resort to cursing Mammon so he can't talk. Ah... peace and quiet finally. This probably only leads to Lucifer feeling uneasy though since Mammon being quiet usually means he's thinking up new schemes or causing trouble.

You think Belphie got lucky with how trusting MC is? Mammon is probably one of the worst liars... ever. Mams is doomed, no way MC would be falling for any of his tricks.

This doesn't mean MC still wouldn't help though. They're horrible about sticking their nose in other people's business, even if it is well intentioned. So you know they're still going to get involved in all of this somehow.

I think Mammon would use MC to the point of getting out, but I can't see him planning to kill them. Lucifer already locked him away for being pissy about the exchange program, imagine what he'd do if Mammon killed Diavolo's precious exchange student *shudders*

Even if Mammon did hate humans, he's too soft to stick with that hate after getting to know MC. He'll probably try to rationalize that this one is an exception to the rule, his amazing influence being the reason of course.

The only plus side to all of this is that the witches and debt collectors can't find him.

Levi

Why did Lucifer lock him away in the first place? Dude is already a shut-in so he wasn't actually planning on doing anything. Maybe saying he would sick Lotan on Diavolo before allowing a normi human in their home was taking things too far though...

Honestly, as long as Lucifer at least left him with a gaming console and some anime, he'd probably be fine. Though, he would be very upset about not being able to keep up with the latest releases.

Levi would stress so much over if Mammon had sold his games and merch. The only way to stop him from spiraling with this would be if Lucifer promised to lock Levi's room with an equally powerful barrier.

Also freaks out that nobody will feed Henry 2.0 and his best friend will starve to death. Lucifer isn't totally heartless though, so he promises he will make sure Henry is well cared for until Levi has come to his senses.

Would probably plan to kill MC once out, but after talking about anime/games with them he isn't as sure anymore??? They seem to like the same stuff as him and don't call him gross... no! It must be some sort of ploy to gain his trust! This was just like in an anime he'd watched a while ago, Help! I've Been Locked Away By My Strict Older Brother And Now A Human Is Taking Over The Underworld! Ah, how life immitates art sometimes...

Satan

Oh geez, Satan would be furious if this happened. You think, he hated Lucifer before? Get ready for a whole new level.

Where does Lucifer get off, thinking he can get away with this!? Locking him away like this program isn't utterly delusional from the start anyway! If Satan didn't know better, he'd say that the elder brother had planned this from the beginning of even developing the exchange program. But that would require Lucifer to pull his head out of his own ass, so it's definitely not the case.

I mean... he'd have plenty of reading time at least? He's fuming to the point of having destroyed the entire room already, but he'll still be able to read plenty afterwards.

Lucifer tries to nudge Satan in a more positive direction of thinking, dropping off books that try to exemplify the beauty and potential of humanity. For the first time in his life, Satan refuses to even consider reading multiple books. Would possibly even consider destroying them in front of Lucifer, but I'm not sure he could actually go through with it.

Would 100% plan on and go through with killing MC once out. They'd have to really make an impression and connect with him if there's any chance to have things go otherwise. Even then, it's unlikely to stop this outcome. Consequences be damned, he will have the satisfaction of seeing how delicious Lucifer's expression will be upon seeing Diavolo's little pet project go up in flames.

Would take not getting to see his kitty friends pretty hard. He misses them and sometimes worries there isn't anyone else feeding/giving attention to them with him gone. If MC really wants to get in good with Satan, offering to check in on the feline population of the Devildom might be a solid starting point.

Satan does have to admit though, MC is an interesting human if nothing else. Unafraid to go against Lucifer's orders? Likes reading as much as him? Snuck a cat in to see him??? M-maybe they aren't the worst...

Asmo

I'm pretty sure his online following would form a search party if this happened. Radio silence from Asmo's accounts is unheard of and Lucifer better have an official statement about Asmo being in the exchange program if he doesn't want hordes of lesser demons showing up outside of the House of Lamentation.

Asmo's never really had to "rough it" and living without all his beauty products within reach is going to make him even angrier at Lucifer. This only gets worse the longer he's kept there, every flaking skin cell fueling his rage.

Gets a single zit and somehow finds a way to blame it on a human being in the house. Dramatic sniffles and crying commences as he's trying to sway Lucifer with his theory, though the elder seems less than convinced.

Would probably consider agreeing to the program once he's been without his products long enough, but is also called out on lying by Lucifer.

Baby boy would just be all smug and waiting for Solomon to try summoning him, thinking there'd be no stopping him from leaving at that point. Too bad Lucifer took this into consideration. Solomon is now mildly concerned and very curious what the heck this exchange program actually entails of the participants that could null the effects of a pact. Asmo's just whining about how cruel and unreasonable Lucifer is to do such a thing. And would you look at that? Lucifer's headache just got worse.

MC won't have to do much to begin swaying Asmo if we're being honest. This is especially so if he's feeling like he's become less attractive due to not being able to keep up his hourly daily self care routines and regimens for so long. Just sitting down and treating him like he's worthwhile even when he's "an abomination," will go a long way. Sneaking him some decadent lotion or products he mentioned offhandedly will seal the deal though.

They cared enough to actually listen when he looks like this? Even though they're not affected by his powers?? Maybe he was a little quick to shun the idea of the program... at the very least, they could make an adorable new plaything! Just thinking about all the makeovers and sleepovers had him feeling a little excited!

Beel

He ate his way out.

I don't know what else to say, even Lucifer isn't powerful enough to stop such an appetite. Besides that, no demon in their right mind at RAD would be down with their star Fangol leaving for an exchange program!

But in all seriousness, Beel is a simple demon with simple pleasures. MC just needs to bring him some food and show him that they aren't a monster who's out to hurt his family. Man just doesn't want to lose anymore family and was a lil hangry is all. Lucifer's the one who overreacted to the whole display.

On the plus side, the House of Lamentations food budget actually managed to build up a decent reserve while Beel was locked away. So you can be sure there's going to be the most amazing and decadent feast anyone has ever seen once he's out.

Belphi

Just glad it's not him I suppose 😂

Though he may actually be low-key jealous that it's not him. Just thinking of how much he could sleep without being woken up has him rethinking his stance on the exchange program.

But MC is so sweet and makes a good cuddle buddy/pillow for his naps, so he can't be too upset.

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me mammon #obey me belphegor #obey me Leviathan #obey me Satan #obey me Lucifer #obey me Solomon #obey me MC #obey me headcannons #obey me imagine #my writing

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

A garchomp caring for a fidough reader?

How did a little Fidough like you come to befriend someone as terrifying as Garchomp?

Well, it all started when you were rescued from an aggressive pack of Maschiff, led by a Mabosstiff who accused you of trespassing on their turf. You genuinely didn't think you were intruding, and apologized profusely.

Unfortunately, they wanted to teach you a "valuable lesson", and ended up backing you into a corner.

Or rather..near the edge of a cliff.

At the time, you didn't have any fairy-type moves that could help you get out of this troubling situation. All you could do was shuffle backwards as the Maschiffs stalked closer to you, ignoring your pleas for them to leave you alone.

But just when it seemed like you were doomed...

A Garchomp suddenly swooped down, standing between you and the group of mean dog Pokémon, putting on their best Scary Face.

They ended up exposing the Mabosstiff as a Zorua, causing the whole pack to scatter. None of them dared to test a Garchomp's might.

You thanked them over and over for saving your life, only for them to snarl about how you were all making a fuss near a Gible den they were watching over--hence the reason for their intervention.

Despite this, you had no fear of the dragon/ground type and vowed to become their friend that day.

And yet...they never actually did anything to scare you off, nor did they consider flying to another part of Paldea to be rid of you forever.

You refused to leave their side, following them around like a Pawmi counting steps with its trainer.

Understandably, they got annoyed with this and insisted you left them be, saying you shouldn't get so attached to them.

What you did have, however, were baby-doll eyes that proved super effective against them when you pleaded to stay with them, as you really had nowhere else to go. And you felt in debt to them for rescuing you.

It's not that they were afraid of you for being a fairy type. If anything, it was the least of their concerns. They were far stronger than you.

Heck, you could barely hurt them with Play Rough even if you learned that.

So...they eventually gave in.

That day, Garchomp found out they're weak to fairy types both in...and outside of battles.

............

"Where are we going??"

"Into this cavern."

"What's here???"

"..my home. It will be cold tonight. So we must hurry."

"Okay!!" Wagging your round tail, your stumpy legs raced to catch up with the tall dragon Pokémon as you both entered the cave.

Garchomp could see the little Sableyes who made their home here stare at them, and then you, confusion written all over their faces.

Luckily the ghosts only had an appetite for gems, or else you'd be dessert.

They wondered what life was like for a Pokémon who so-happened to resemble human food, as they were quite common in this region. They've seen very few Fidoughs, and even fewer Daschbunds out in the wild.

Apparently this was because humans domesticated a majority of them for their yeast breath...or so Garchomp overheard.

To them, it just seemed like an abuse of your species. So they were surprised to see you didn't belong to any trainer or bakery owner.

You were still a wild Fidough trying to find your place in this big world.

Eventually, you entered Garchomp's "home": a small nest made from various clothes trainers left behind on the mountains, leaves and sticks from trees....and plenty of shiny evolution stones they've collected over the past few months.

While you were excited to see all the precious gems and trinkets, you heard grumbling noises and noticed they were getting situated in their nest, ready to doze off.

They shut their eyes, only for them to snap open seconds later upon feeling you snuggle underneath their wing. Their golden gaze was stern as they slightly lifted their arm up, confused. "What're you doing?"

"Keeping you warm!" You smiled. "You said it'll be cold tonight, right?"

"....I guess I did. Fine. You can stay there. Just don't..fidget too much." Huffing through their nostrils, they shut their eyes once more, curling up.

Although you were still overcome with excitement over successfully befriending this dragon, the trek to their den made you quite tired.

Soon enough exhaustion overcame you, too. With a small yawn, you curled up into a ball and closed your eyes.

And you drifted off to sleep alongside your new best friend, eager for whatever tomorrow may bring.

#unlikely besties #clanask #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #garchomp #fidough #pokemon reader #fluff

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Dating Arven headcanons

hello friends, apologies for the wait on this one! here's some fluffy arven content, with very mild angst and spoilers! reader is gn and basically the scarvio mc

also formatting might be weird cuz i'm on mobile

Enjoy!

Arven is so SOFT towards you

You know, there’s something just so sweet and wholesome about a school romance

Awkward and flustered and abrasive and a bit overwhelmed by his feelings, yes

But undeniably devoted, passionate and just so damn happy to be with you

It’s his first romantic relationship ever

One of his first relationships of any kind really

He’s new to a lot of this stuff, new to opening up about how he feels

It helps that you were friends first

Faced all those titans, saved Mabostiff, ventured to Area Zero together

He had SUCH a big crush on you - he didn’t even realise it at first, you were just his little buddy!

Penny teased him endlessly about it

Luckily due to how bloody obvious it was, it was fairly simple for you to slide in and ask him to be your bf

Which of course, he gladly accepted!

After spending ten minutes staring at you in disbelief

Arven’s very new to affection

Apparently a fistbump is not considered romantic

But he absolutely loves it!

He is so very touch-starved

Relishes all your hugs and kisses

Has a habit of just slumping himself against you, wanting to take in all your lovely warmth and scent

Definitely loves to hug you so tight you’d vanish otherwise

Holds your hand ALL the time!

Most PDA is too much for him, but if he could, he would never let go of your hand

It fits so perfectly in his!

His favourite thing ever is when you gently brush his hair away from his face

And cup his cheek

And then he touches your hand 😳

You and Mabostiff are best friends now

Which is good, because if his doggy didn’t like you, you’d be gone

You like taking him for walks together

Brushing him (you keep finding his fur EVERYWHERE)

Bathing him was quite the experience

Somehow more water was on the floor (and the two of you) then on him!

Ah, but Mabostiff’s the bestest boy ever, so it was fine!

Study-dates!

He may be a year ahead, but he’s not the most studious of individuals

So you two like to hunker down in his dorm and study together

Sure, you spend some of it goofing off, but you’re pretty good at holding each other accountable and get work done

You like to cover his notes in love hearts and phrases of love & encouragement!!

You barely eat cafeteria food now

When you have a cute chef bf who loves to cook (for you especially) why eat anywhere else

Cooking for you, providing for you, it makes him feel so happy and needed and valued

And speaking of cooking

He’s started teaching you how to cook

He’s quite a good teacher (though sometimes he can get a little annoyed and h u f f y)

(but you’re cute so it doesn’t last lol)

One day you aim to be the best assistant chef ever!

Now you just want to be able to cook something half-decent for him

Once you do, he’ll probably cry

He’s not used to home-cooked meals!

Please play with his hair! Braid it! Style it!

He will be FOREVER in your debt!

Trips across Paldea!

Food-tastings!

Ingredient hunting!

Camping trips!

Arven is very protective of you

To the point of jealousy sometimes

Has a habit of shielding you from whatever threat, be it a scary Pokemon or just a catty peer, with his body

He’s very afraid of losing you

After all, his own parents walked out on him

Who’s to say you won’t?

You, obviously, assure him you’d NEVER do such a thing

And that he deserves all the love and care this great big world has to offer

And y’know, he’s really starting to believe you 🙂

OF COURSE you go to the academy’s prom/formal together

Your photos are so cute!

(and yes, mabostiff was there too!)

(and yes, he was wearing a collar that matched your formal outfits!)

#arven #arven x reader #arven headcanons #arven pokemon #fluff

[quandaryqueen]

hi!! could you do a scenario of a Gotham Riddler X Reader where the reader has a crush first and likes to give handmade gifts? think like crocheted hats, beaded jewelry, etc. thanks so much!!

With love

Gotham Edward Nygma X Reader

Ooooh this dork I love him he deserves all love I hope I'm not too late 🥺

💚 Gifts? Oh you shouldn't have 🥺

💚 H-handmade? 🥹😭

💚 Beyond grateful, greatly appreciative and will definitely reciprocate. But honestly, he is just so positively overwhelmed by this, he can't help but to cutely gush in his own way, as he'd pull you in a not-so well-thought out and hesitant embrace and repeatedly thank you for it. Just... Glimmering eyes musing at your gift, contagious smile, bursting in amused laughter, fingers tracing the details put-out in your gift... Tears of joy pricking ever so slightly from the corner of his eyes.

"Thank you so much, no one has ever done this for me before," he says for the umpteenth time, your gift in his hand being held to his hammering chest. You have no idea how he is scheming how to return the favour.

💚 He is worshiping that gift. Has it's very own space in his belongings and for a period of time, one might think he doesn't like the gift at all but they're dead ass wrong, he just does not want it to tarnish in anyway. So it's safely locked away for safe keeping. Though at the rare times he will use them, he will make sure to tell everyone you made it yourself and gave it to him and praise you behind your back to other people.

"Y/N made it! Isn't it just incredible? Aren't they talented?"

💚 As for the reciprocation... I hope you're ready. He is going to make it known how much he wants you to feel how he feels with your handmade gift. These gifts of his vary from his very own company, compliments, material things, favours, etc etc. Just so you know, he is forever in your debt and he feels as though his gestures are not enough to repay what you have done for him.

You see, it's just not about the gift... It's the feelings. You went out of your way to pour all your heart and time for this piece of art and gifted it to him with thoughtfulness in mind... And the feelings it brought him were those he never felt before, something he needed when he was younger and it's making his inner, lonely, neglected child happy.

"Thank you very much... You have no idea how much this means to me."

Does it get annoying? Yes... But gosh he is just thankful and grateful and—

Gosh take his hand in marriage already 😤

#edward nygma #riddler x reader #dc x reader #edward nygma x reader #dc x you #edward nigma #request #gotham riddler #gotham edward nygma x reader #gotham riddler x reader #anon

[firenati0n]

8 and 17 xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes

hellooo :)

8. Is there a story idea in your mental vault that you’ve never been brave enough to try writing? Is this the year? Can you tell us about it?

funny you ask this because i was just thinking about this lmaooo I want to write the firstprince x rom com cinematic universe. this is my legacy fr.

I wasn't brave enough to start proposal au until you literally told me to do it one day and i was like "okay if mj says i should then i guess i gotta?" so now that's being written. chap 1 done and ppl say it's decent sooooo I'm writing more fjalksdjflka. which btw i am forever in your debt for being so supportive and uplifting. i wouldn't be writing without you fr so jot that down <3 i am president of the mj fan club everyone else SCRAM!

currently have docs for these lol (very sandra bullock heavy!)

the proposal (being written, this is the full spectrum of human emotion)

while you were sleeping (i think about this daily)

the lake house (Alex and Henry writing letters to each other across timelines? Hoping they can meet? YEARNING? PINING? LONGING?)

miss congeniality (alex is sandra bullock henry is his partner)

leap year (alex is amy adams henry is matthew goode)

the wedding date (dermot mulroney my beloved. alex would play him, the escort hehehe henry hires him to accompany him to phillip's wedding)

notting hill (alex the actor henry the bookstore owner duh)

how to lose a guy in 10 days (henry the writer alex the marketing guy)

the half of it (being written, this is queerano de bergerac)

i also have a bunch of random wip docs (really takin a page outta your book mj haha):

abbott elementary au (alex as janine henry as gregory omg??)

chuck au (this is all because of @user-anakin)(alex is chuck henry is sarah eeeeep)

a henry focused songfic based on "Home" by Daughtry lol where i explore how “I'm going home to the place where I belong” changes meaning throughout Henry's life and it's pretty angsty lol not my usual wheelhouse (@hgejfmw-hgejhsf for u hehe)

worm fic 2: electric boogaloo where alex and henry go on their first date and the worms are working OVERTIME

17. Do you typically answer all comments/reviews individually? Do you plan to change the way you interact with your readers this year?

i crave comments because i love community and interaction and am a whore for validation as a deeply insecure and new writer so I always try to talk to people 1:1 and interact with all tags / reblogs and such. this won't change because i love y'all and am obsessed with you so. I want to know everything about you all. in fact, I will probably become MORE annoying! so there!

xoxo roop

send me a fanfic ask for the new year :)

#asks #answered #kiwiana-writes #youtastelike-sunlight #fics #rwrb #rwrb fics #if anyone has any suggestions i am all ears

[amaesama]

Hii!!

I just wanted to tell u that ur lovely and how i love ur hcs

If its not troubling you,may I request general head canons for BEN,like any hcs,his relationship with other or just some weirdly specific hcs like not liking candies or smth lmao

Have a nice day! ^_^

Ahh that’s so sweet, thank you so much! BEN was like my favourite creepypasta when I was younger so I have a very strong connection with him and I have so much to say, thank you for the request!

BEN Drowned headcanons

He is an absolute menace.

Like this kid has one goal in life and that is to be as irritating and annoying as he can possibly be. In my own au he stayed as a 12-13 year old after he died and idk if you’ve met 12-13 year old boys but they are so fucking annoying.

BEN’s annoying in an endearing way though.

He’s kinda upset that he doesn’t age. It doesn’t bother him all the time, but sometimes when he’s watching some of the older people he’s around like Liu and Helen (istg I’m always making up an excuse to mention Helen I’m so sorry y’all) he just gets reminded that he’s never gonna get the chance to grow up.

He’s very smart, god knows he needs to be to work out all the puzzles in LoZ Jesus Christ and he’s basically the Slendermans centre of intelligence. He’s grateful that the slenderman gave him a purpose, he feels like he’s forever in its debt. He’s not the type to flex his big brain but sometimes people can get a bit pissy when he starts talking smart. Again he doesn’t do this intentionally, he just thinks stuff is cool and will go on rants.

Idk if this is a stereotypical take for BEN but I don’t really care; he’s a massive gamer nerd. Like he can see a single frame and be able to identify the game it’s from, he has every cheat code memorised and has all the sims expansions.

Touch of the ‘tism.

He bares a resemblance to Majoras Mask Link (surprise surprise), but he just has the face he has before he died. When he ‘spawned’ reanimated?? Man idk he managed to get his hands on new clothes but keeps his lil Link cosplay in his room.

Unironically wears the triforce and cargo shorts outfit

He doesn’t really have a ‘bedroom,’ he just kinda lives in the CCTV room where he has a few consoles, a beanbag and a mini fridge. He doesn’t really need to eat or sleep, but he can do if he gets bored.

Mainly just eats snacks and junk food, it’s not like he needs to keep shape or worry about his health since he’s already dead. In particular he likes East Asian snacks, the ones you can only get by paying a fortune to get them imported.

He kinda glows?? Like a flickering glow, and if you’re close to him you’ll notice an electric humming sound coming from him, it’s very faint but noticeable. He also totally gives people electric shocks for shits and giggles lmao.

I feel like not many people who live in the mansion are a big fan of him, they don’t exactly HATE him but he’s just been known to piss people off and get on their nerves sometimes.

Works closely with Tim, Brian, Kate and Toby so they’ve just kinda learnt to put up with him. Out of all of them Toby’s probably the one who can handle him the longest.

They might even chat and hangout sometimes idk.

I feel like he would be great friends with Nina and Dina, I mentioned in my mansion hc’s that they would be two of the nicest and welcoming residents and I feel like although BEN isn’t as social as either of them he would still make occasional conversation with others.

He’s particularly close with Sally and it’s absolutely adorable, he always goes the extra mile to make sure she’s happy and makes an effort to play with her. I kinda link this to his frustrations with not aging, taking on a sort of ‘older brother’ role

Since Dina and Helen are close he SOMETIMES gets the chance to see him sometimes (mandatory Helen mention since you all know how much I love him), but since Helen keeps to himself a lot and is very quiet BEN just thinks he’s boring.

Surprisingly he gets along with Puppeteer pretty well, which is probably because they’re both ghostly beings. However he knows how manipulative Johnathan can be so he still stays on guard around him.

Has a kind of love-hate relationship with Jeff, like they despise each other and take the piss out of each other, but they’ll always team up to do some wacky hijinxs together.

All in all he’s a gremlin.

But he’s my gremlin :)

#creepypasta #ben drowned #Ben drowned hcs #ben drowned headcanons #he’s very special to me #11 year old me was obsessed #I put him in a school PowerPoint once

[old-man-hell]

your soapverse AUposting has unfortunately enthralled me. genuinely can't unsee griffen as lucas' annoying ex now. #freefrankie (again). is there anything else you can share about it??

i have tales to tell you which you will wish you were untold.

i choose to completely ignore whatever Another World has going on as is convenient, so i apologize to any potential soap purists out there. also, sorry, this might end up very griffen lore focused.

besides thinking griffen and jester are brothers (griffen eldest, obviously, with jester as the younger aspiring brother) i also think griffen was the one to escape their small-town American upbringing by putting his physical talents to use as a dancer. but when it's just griffen and lucas, sometimes it slips out... (reference: Another World December 1989 ~ Accidentally On Purpose Pt.3 13:13)

griffen, despite his pretentious nature, has unyielding affection for his younger misfit brother. they both think Italian cuisine is the height of Taste and Refinement. (griffen mistakenly thinks that tagines are Mediterranean in origin)

but this is only the backdrop to the real meat: lucas and griffen's history. griffen insists that they've known each other forever---lucas balks that they've only started formally working together [x amount of years] or so ago. i like to imagine an in-between where both were aware of each other much earlier but introduced through criminal debts. it started as a high-emotional-stakes relationship tied to the success of their various criminal ventures but led to a casual complacency between these events. lucas is WELL aware of the kind of person griffen is.

bad knees: griffen definitely, absolutely, was a world-famous dancer and performed across europe but suffered a borderline career-ending injury to his knees, which forced a quiet retirement and his return to the US. he has not told anyone formally about it, but it explains the final performance. yet.....the injury has nothing to do with dancing and everything to do with an art heist gone wrong that lucas was involved in--- resulting in lucas feeling indebted to griffen. and BOOKING IT back to Bay City, USA.

so, griffen being present in Bay City is a play of the greater crime organization (not the cartel in my AU because lmao art crime is just...out there -touches nose-) but only becomes complicated because of Lucas' dual feelings between wanting to get out and to do right by Griffen.

that becomes all the most difficult as griffen insists on targeting people he thinks are a threat to the deal---but really, he's just jealous of the various pretty faces lucas has hired in the break between them working together. (credit: @demon4dilfs )

griffen is bisexual but he only dates women that remind him of himself. e.g. griffen watching frankie trapped in an on-again-off-again relationship with a dark-haired criminal player who doesn't respect her: i can't believe she's falling for this....

griffen: [on his best behaviour] this is a totally viable relationship. griffen reading (1) diary entry: terrible. but maybe……she understands….. griffen reading the map: She Knows Too Much. She Knows Every City I [REDACTED] Lucas In. we have to eliminate her

"but when you touch me like that...." (re my terrible playlist) griffen loves being throttled by lucas. it's enrichment.

the final dance scene is the result of the knee injury but also a cry for help and attention. (no parties involved realize this part)

AU is torn between frankie rightfully shooting him / lucas shooting him non-fatally. 2023 challenge tmann survive being shot by a potential love interest.

#i'm sure there's more but i can only sin so much on a sunday eve #griffen sanders #griffen posting again

[sugarakis-p2]

High stakes and blood chapter 12

Rebel has been caught and bred by Mothman Shigaraki. She has a new dangerous family to look after while her old family needs her. She has to wheel and deal with monsters, who she has a shady past with, and Tomura holds the key to her happiness if he doesn’t kill her first.

Warning: Dub/con Moth Shigaraki, family fighting, cussing, mild violence, It's smutty with a spit roast. Blood and violence....mushy's stuffs and death threats.

CLAN RUMBLE! It's the end of the hammer fight. The hive is blending exactly how to be expected...not well. Looks like Shiggy is rubbing off on Rebel too much on her. Dabi came through and brought more members to the hive, it's thruple time! Yay! Shigaraki is not thrilled. He knows it's their way, but he wants to be sure Rebel loves him the most, so he will attempt the worse. Romance...and...(gulp) a marriage proposal.

Chapter 11

Chapter 12: Thruple

The reason she named herself Rebel is because she is not weak.

You don't go against the flow if you are weak. You can't afford to be vulnerable when you have mouths to feed and debt to pay. Nothing in this world is free, not even love. Adrenaline is pumping through Rebel's veins so fiercely that the rest of the world is blocked out. Sparks flew, the sharp tang of lighting and iron coating her tongue. The ring of metal set her nerves on fire. She loved it!

It has been forever since she had a good old fashion hammer fight. The last was with Rusty. It must have been the fourth time she had run away from the Counts. Rusty was angry with her. Rebel took too long to come home. She had left him as far as he was concerned. He is very good with a hammer and brought her to her knees. But never again after that.   

Aunt Sara is sprier than she thought. With a back-swing, Auntie aimed for the side of her head. How annoying. She should just curl up and die already. Ducking, Rebel thrusts the hammer into her Aunt's soft gut. Gasping, Sara doubles over with a weak overhand hit of her hammer. Weak or not, it made Rebel stumble and falls to her knees.

Shigaraki growls and moves to interfere. He doesn't care what Rebel told him. She has too many secrets. If she died today, he would be mad. Hana would be too much for him to handle alone. Even with the hive helping, he wouldn't want to raise her alone. What does he know about raising children? He steps towards the fight when a sharp point of a knife is under his chin. He growls and looks at the source.

"Don't be basic. Trust my sister. It must be this way. If you don't listen to reason, I will slice your neck open right now. By the way, you are very articulate in the human tongue. Damn impressive pretending not to be," Rusty smirks. His brother-in-law is vicious. Shigaraki looks around. It appears all his new family are on the low-brow spectrum. He is not about to tell him that he uses a translator spell to fill in the gaps, which breaks when he gets worked up into a rage. He got one from Cain for the whole hive with a little extra encouragement.

Aunt Sara is overhand pummeling the shield, not allowing Rebel to gain purchase back to her feet. Feet sound like a good idea. The strike on the shield cracked bone. She heard and felt the pain rocket up her arm with a burning sizzling sensation. Rebel flips her hammer over to stamp Sara's toes, missing, it makes Auntie squeal and dance away.

That gives Rebel enough time to thrust herself up into Auntie's face with the shield. Rebel screams at the searing pain in her arm. Gripping the leather strap, she spins the hammer. It's a dangerous form of fighting and not recommended. Rebel swing the hammer towards Sara's head, barely missing as the woman dodges back.

The dangerous part, the momentum of the hammer can make it smash your own body unless you snap it just right to bring it back down. Sara's lower half exposed by her dodge. Rebel steps forward, and the high arch of the hammer comes down on Sara's leg. A wet crack followed by a scream fills the room. Shouts of triumph. Rebel grits her teeth.

If you are not with her, you are against her, ran through her mind as she gripped the handle. She is about to bring her hammer down on her Aunt's head. When an old callused hand grabs her upper arm. Rebel snapped back to reality. She wanted to win. Wanted to kill her Aunt. Big Daddy is there, and her other cousin, who is also named Daddy, he is called Big Dee.

"That's enough now, babygirl. Auntie yields. Isn't that right, Big Dee?" Daddy tells Rebel. Big Dee has pulled Aunt Sara away. Her knee was a bloated mess. Since her other cousins are slow, Big Dee speaks for that side of the family.

"Yes. With a knee like this, she won't be challenging anyone, much less you, Rebel. Hail to the family head!" All the cousins hailed. Rebel narrowed your eyes. She can't be weak, even with family. A piece of her died. Her Aunts knee is a mess. Rebel doubts she will ever be able to use it again. All the family is drinking and partying now that their differences have been resolved. Daddy helps Rebel down, shaking his head.

"What was that about? Never mind, now that you are home, let's drink!" he shouts. Daddy's mind has gone to mush. But he's not giving up an opportunity to drink. Shigaraki lifts her without warning, with Dabi and Rusty following. In the middle of blood lust and adrenaline, she had not felt how broken her arm was. Looking at it, it's swollen black, blue, and red, the skin shiny and distended.

"Shiggy, how far back does this screw with our plans?" She asked with a whine.

"Do not concern yourself with that right now," Shigaraki hissed at her. He decayed the shield from her arm. She screamed as Rusty worked the medication salve and wrapped it tightly with a cloth and a leather brace. Rebel drank heavily until she passed out. Not sure if it was from the pain or the liquor.

Dabi cooed over her unconscious body as he carried her and laid her in the nest because Shigaraki had to put Hana down to sleep. Infuriating Shigaraki. His ire was already flared by the insanity he had just witnessed. He did not know these people were like this. He liked Rusty. He was having a good time until his mate got severally hurt and was threatened if he tried to interfere. Cain and Dabi laughed their asses off at his expense. Shigaraki knows this is his lack of foresight. He didn't know anything about his mate.

He took her because she was pretty, smelled good, and was too clever. He loves his little human. A new emotion was blooming. Jealously? With Cain, he felt angry because Rebel should be angrier. He doesn't like Cain or trusts him. He can tolerate Dabi and trusts him a hell of a lot more. Then why? Why does he hate seeing Dabi woo Rebel? It's not anything new. Dabi always remains within the boundaries set. A low growl is building in him.

Dabi kisses her. Coming over in too much joy. More than he has ever seen on Dabi.

"I got us over six hundred new members for the hive," he bragged. Shigaraki's heart sank. He must fulfill his part of the bargain. He must share his mate.  

Jenny  watched Hana sleep. Somehow the golden child crawled into her crib. Not that Jenny cared. Toga probably put them together. She wants them to marry like a sick nut. She starts to reach in the crib when she hears a familiar laugh.

"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, trying to kill the baby," the Count tsks. He looks down to see the mangled nursey slaves. Bleeding from their throats. He chuckles at the sight, "And attempting to blame it on us vampires, I see. Sloppy. You are such a shit show."

Jenny's face contorted into an angry pout. She grips her silver hammer with white knuckles.

"I don't know why she let you live," Jenny gritted.

"Your sister will see right through this. Real experts trained her. The Mothmen have an amazing sense of smell. Your father, mentally unstable or not, won't stop Rebel and Shigaraki from tearing you from limb to limb over you, killing a baby. What exactly are you trying to accomplish?" the Count asks.

Jenny's grit turns to a pathetic sob. She points at the crib.

"This fucking tit sucker parasite is the only thing keeping Rebel here. If it wasn't around, Rebel would go home. We could all go home. Rebel…Rebel…she could fix it. She just needs the time and to be away from these fucking monsters," Jenny snivels. The Count looks over the corpses.

"Fix what exactly?" The Count glides closer and regards the sleeping babies. Jenny steps away from him, not answering, "I do have an idea. I bet Rebel already has an idea, and I agree with you. If this baby disappeared, Rebel would be back at home. Which is why I can't let you do this."

Jenny tensed, getting ready to fight. She reeked of fear. Her eyes are wide as she backs away from him.  All that bluster,  he thinks. He investigates the crib with disgust. He wants his Rebel, and this thing is the anchor to Shigaraki. Sure, they are lovey-dovey for other reasons these days. But the loss of a child will rip them apart quickly.

"Not yet anyway. We have to bide our time and wait. Make it look like an accident. Make sure we don't get caught," Cain says.

"We? There's no we. There will never be we disgusting vampire," Jenny seethes.   

"You want to be head of the family someday, correct? Then there is we, Jenny dear," he says. He might have felt something if the baby looked more like his Rebel. But it looks too much like Shigaraki for Cain to care, "I will take care of these bodies. You go back to the party."

"I…how will I become head of the family? Theirs still Rusty," Jenny mumbled. The Count started draining the bodies. No sense in wasting perfectly good food. He chuckles, showing her his blood-stained smile.

"Awwww, Jenny, you really have to stop trying to think. It's not your wheelhouse. I will take care of these. Get going," he sneered. Jenny skirted around him and went back to the party.

"The  blanket is quirk proof?" Dabi asks. Shigaraki is holding Hana out for breastfeeding with his gloves on. A few weeks have passed since their return from the vampires. Dabi is starting to lose his patience. Shigaraki has told him it has to be Rebel's decision. He is allowed to pursue and sleep in the same nest. But Rebel has been unreceptive. It seemed like she was giving in when Shigaraki interfered.  

"Yeah, but it's hot. Shigs. Tsk. This is just not going to work. Hana doesn't like being held like a smelly fish," Rebel frets. Her arm still hurts, so holding the baby herself was out of the question.

"Let me. Shigaraki fans us with your wings," Dabi says, reaching out for Hana. Shigaraki is tentative, pulling Hana close to him first, unwilling to hand her over. But the grub is crying. She was hungry, two of the wet nurses had disappeared, and Rebel was losing her temper. Shigaraki hands her off and takes Dabi's position, fanning his family.

Dabi held the grub with experience, wrapping his arms around Rebel, cradling Hana to her chest. The baby suckled eagerly. In this position, he can nuzzle her neck and hair and whisper sweet things. Maybe a few kisses along that smooth neck. Rebel is thrilled to be feeding her baby. So emotional about it, she started crying, ignoring who was kissing her. It is so rare to see his hard mate cry.

Shigaraki is watching, his jealousy boiling and rising. He hates seeing  his  mate with  his  child looking like a happy sweet family. Why? This is how they did things. Dabi is whispering sweet words about how Rebel is a good mommy. So, caring. He respects her and admires her. She is so capable and clever. His lips trailed closer to the crook of her neck. Rebel was happy to be close to Hana despite shuddering in disgust at Dabi. She looked like she wanted to cut Dabi open. But Shigaraki still felt threatened. Dabi licks closer to where his mark used to be. Suddenly it was so clear. Rebel looked repulsed, ready to say something foul that would disrupt their ways and his vow.

"Dabi, break the language spell," Shigaraki insists suddenly. 

"Excuse you? What are you going to say I can't hear?" Rebel Asks. Dabi gives a curious look, then one that says he will indulge Shigaraki. As if he is not the leader. Shigaraki mentally rolls his eyes while Rebel gives him a real one while they disregard her.

"It's going to be a bitch putting that spell back up. Don't expect me to help after this," Dabi said coldly. Shigaraki was nonplused. This is understandable. If it was him, he would have been less reasonable. Once it is broken, Shigaraki flicks his antennae to Rebel.

"She is about to reject you," Shigaraki states flatly. Dabi's stony exterior is about to break. Shigaraki raises his palm to stop him before he acts rashly. He was about to admit something disgusting and embarrassing, "Rebel is softer than we thought. She did not warm up to me until she nursed me back from death. It was .... intimate. I cannot share her until my mark is on her."

Dabi's eyes narrowed glaring daggers.

"I have fulfilled my part. I brought enough females to end the conflict over mating rights. I have seen hives collapse without enough of them. I want what I am owed. I have seen leaders slaughtered for less," Dabi rumbled deeply. Shigaraki nods. He has seen the same too. Whole hives collapsed over a female not able to satisfy enough males. In some hives, the males outnumbered the females ten to one. He knew one that had twenty husbands. The woman looked utterly miserable.

"Give me a few nights alone if I cannot convince her to do the right thing. We will break her together. I would rather break my word to a human than to my brother," Shigaraki said gracefully. He didn't feel this way entirely. His Rebel is a master of cruelty, and he loves it, but his mate has taught him sweet talk and to be a better liar.

Slowly plunge the knife in before the twist.  She had said that in her sleep with a sick grin. Rebel looked like she wished she could sink a knife in his eye now. A thing she has tried. Dabi looked dubious, but he snorted, 'whatever.' With Dabi, it is not what he says. He is not saying that as long as Shigaraki remembers he is the leader and must deliver on his vow, he will go along for a few moments longer. No more if Shigarkai breaks his word. He will burn the hive to the ground and take what he's owed.

"Why are you talking about me like I am not here?" Rebel growled.

"You had to break the spell for that?" he snorted. Secretly pleased that Shigaraki was attempting to be a leader.

"I'm jealous," Shigaraki hisses in shame.

"Why?" Dabi asks. He sounds more like he is scolding a child. They are made and bred to be monsters. Things like jealously were petty grub feelings, especially since she is marked.  

"Rebel needs to be remarked. You don't love her, do you?" Shigaraki questioned. Dabi looked annoyed as she searched for her mark. Then confusion when it was not there. A smirk tugged at the corner. Dabi would like to claim Rebel. But that would be admitting he loves and therefore needs Rebel, that he has emotions. He wasn't big on feeling. He submits, indicating he will comply for a little longer.  

The process of enacting the spell again was tedious. Shigaraki didn't need it, but the others did. Sure, enough, there were knocks on his door. He opens it to several bitching Hive members. He told them he was working on it and to fuck off. Dabi burped Hana. Oh, how Shigaraki hated Dabi at that moment. He was good. He knows he shouldn't. If something was to happen to him, it would be Dabi who raised Hana like his own. It was the vow between their kind.

Shigaraki  gave his thrill junky mate a night flight. She liked speed; he could show her actual speed. Rebel whooped and screamed for him to go faster. Higher, faster, higher, drop, drop, please drop! She begged. At one point, she wriggled from his grip and plummeted to the earth. He panicked while she howled in delight.

"Are you insane?" he snarled when he caught her in time.

"Maybe!" Rebel laughed. He wanted to admonish her for being too reckless, but he had never seen her so happy. So happy with him. He took her to the top of the hive. A place he loved to watch the moon. Rebel sat heavily on her bottom as she giggled and stared at the sky.

Dabi is a fool. Had Dabi marked her after admitting his mark had disappeared, he could claim Rebel for his exclusive pleasure. But he hadn't. Shigaraki would have. Making Shigaraki feel closer to him despite his false indifference. Shigaraki goes off to grab something. He had hidden something special up here.

"Rebel, over here," he rasped. She looked over to see a blanket and a picnic basket. She squealed as she ran over to sit on the blanket. She can smell it now. Fried chicken combined with the scent of her favorite sides. Shigaraki trilled at the sight of her happiness. It was rare, having only seen it when she first held Hana.

He  asked Rusty what it was Rebel liked. The first thing he said was money. Barring that, their mother's fried chicken. Shigaraki had to pry the information from him with advice on wooing Toga, which disgusted Shigaraki.

"Why would you want to stick your dick in crazy is beyond me. Besides, your family has been hostile to us and the vampires," He stated. Rusty laughed.

"Pussy is pussy, bro. I'm a modern man, and what woman isn't crazy? I don't share the same feelings as the rest of my family about you guys. However, I hate vampires for what they have done to my sisters. I hate Dad for allowing it. Ask my mom to make some fried chicken, that will get my sister wet," Rusty said before he spotted Toga and ran off. Rusty was an interesting one.

"What  are you thinking about?" Rebel asked, interrupting his memory. When his crimson eyes meet her eyes, she giggles. He cocks his head, wondering what amuses her, "This is clearly your attempt at romance. Why?"

"You are obviously avoiding Dabi. Still, after I warned you that this could not be averted if he brought more members to the hive. We cannot lose him. Fire is life when you are starting a hive. What are you scheming?" He throws back her accusation. Rebel had pulled out the bread, putting coleslaw and chicken on it, turning the meal into a sandwich monstrosity that made him cringe when she took a bite. Rebel chews while she considers her argument.

"What need is there of this bargain? I have Kai working on breaking the curse. He can have babies with other people. We have other fire flys in the hive now," She scoffed. Shigaraki eyes widened, and he buzzed with frustration. He wanted to smack his defiant, strong-willed brat of a mate.

"None that have proven to trustworthy like Dabi. He wants to cement his status and future status at this hive. That is not unreasonable considering what he has done. The queen at a normal hive might have a grub with every male of the high court. It's not just about how many we can have," He informs. Rebel pales, swallowing audibly.

"I thought you said that was dangerous with my dwarven ancestry. Are you saying I might have to have sex with Spinner? He has two…no. No. I don't want the job. I don't know if I want that many kids. I love them, but I already have many to take care of. You've met my family. That's overwhelming….," he silences her with a look.

"Rebel, you are part of the hive. We won't leave you to raise any of the children alone. You don't have to worry about hunger or someone trying to take advantage of your younger siblings here. You are safe. Quite running so hard. Always running towards your family. Well, they are here, so stop. This is not how I wanted this to go," Shigaraki hisses.

"Hey," she says, getting his attention from his brooding, "You are trying. I haven't. We both don't know what romance or a healthy relationship looks like. It's not that Dabi is bad. I didn't want to break my father's heart. He had to use his family to pay his debt. It's why some of the kids look different. I mean, I don't like being used to paying off debt. But I don't hold that against either of my parents. I don't want to break my father's heart with poly wedlock bullshit. I want to love. I want what we had in that disgusting forest," Rebel says with sadness. He pulls her close. What they had was beautiful, and he wants that again as well. 

"Your father insists on marriage. We can perform a ceremony to please him. I love you. You have taught me love is vast by giving me Hana," he says, setting her sandwich down. He makes her look at him, "I can share my heart if I am number one in your love, next to your blood family. It is your decision. If you wish to stay with me, let me mark you. A king has to think of his people, too, though. You have taught me that as well. You are always thinking of your people first."

His kiss is deep and passionate. She has taught him this also, and he doesn't understand why his flock has never tried before. He can taste her past the sandwich.

"Your choice," he panted between breathless kisses. Rebel held her hand up to stop him.

"If I choose you, does that mean I might end up with a dozen babies with different hive members?" She asks.

"Yes, or you can leave in peace with your family. We will not darken your door. I will not hunt you down. Stay with me. You will be loved and never have to carry your burdens alone. We need your calculating mind. You, as one of us, there is nothing we can't destroy," He rumbles deeply with a rasp. His claws played with her hair. Watching the starlight dance on the strands. She looked at him and snorted.

"You are such a liar!" she laughed. Pulling his face to her. He smiled against her kiss because he was a liar, and she caught him. They pressed foreheads together, his feelers tasting her emotions, "I chose back in that cave. I was hoping to get away with not being a broodmare. Maybe next time. I love you." Pulling him down, with her laying on top of him with open arms. Guiding his mouth to where she wants her mark put back.

Shigaraki roared with pleasure against her flesh. Rebel's hot blood shot down his throat. He could never let Rebel go. He knows she is the only woman he could never get bored with. Rebel whimpers but grits her teeth, keeping him pressed to her as his teeth sink deeper, fingers clutching his hair. Rebel screams when she can't take anymore.

Shigaraki pulls away and lathes the wound. His saliva will help heal it quicker. He rises and pulls her back into his lap. Rebel reached for her sandwich again, but he took a huge bite. Before it could reach her lips, it wasn't bad.

"This is nice," she says. He nods, staring at the moon and taking bites of the offered food. She is watching him watch the moon. This is undoubtedly his favorite spot. And he is sharing it with me. A wicked idea occurred to her, "I know where we can get a wedding dress, and Cain will hate it." She whispers it to him, and he loves the idea. He pours her a little gin but monitors her liquor consumption. Rebel quirks her eyebrow questioning him.

"I want you to be nice to Dabi when we get back," he says, stroking her hair. She whined about her mark, "Quit lying. When it comes to marking, our salvia makes up for the pain."

"How is this going to work? Is it going to hurt like the other times?" Rebel shudders at the memories. They are part of why she does not want a relationship with Dabi. She liked his personality, but he was cruel in the bedroom.

"I keep forgetting you were a virgin. We didn't make it pleasant. No, this will be different. I promise it will feel good. I will be your first always. Dabi will come second in your heart. You will be first in my heart, while Dabi will be second. To Dabi, you will be first, and I will come second. See, you are already twice as loved," he reassures. Rebel takes another swig, unconvinced of the arrangement. Dabi has been a sadist to her. Shigaraki has never raised a hand to her. He is too worried he will decay her. So, he had been using Dabi as her punisher.

Rebel  poked Dabi. He opened his eyes to Rebel, offering him a sandwich. Shigaraki is behind her, and he nods that it's ok. Dabi takes a bite; Rebel is initiating intimacy. She was instructed what to do. When Rebel is obedient, she is a quick study. Shigaraki lays down in the nest by Dabi while he eats. Watching as Dab slowly sucked at each finger. His long tongue wrapping around her tender flesh. Enjoying himself.

He grabs her wrist and pulls her to him. For a moment, Rebel's heart raced in a panic. Shigaraki was ready to admonish Dabi to be kind. But it was unnecessary. He had pulled her into a long sensual kiss.

"It's been too long. I've missed this. I am pleased you have chosen us. I will be nice, my little princess," he grins. Giving her over to Shigaraki, he encouraged them to kiss, watching his lovers in delight.

Dabi kisses them both on the side of their lips to entwine his tongues with there's. Shigaraki has said he is indifferent to Dabi, but he is annoyed when Dabi takes too much of a lead or tries to touch him too much. He lets it pass; this is Dabi's night, so he will let him indulge. Dabi puts her fingers in his ruff and Shigaraki's simultaneously.

"Mmmm, that is a pretty sight. Rebel, you pick up where we left off quickly. Shigaraki get into position," Dabi says lightly. Shigaraki snorts in annoyance but does as asked. Rebel is shaking in fear. He says he'll be nice. Rebel has no idea what that looks like. Dabi brushes her hair aside to whisper in her ear, "Kiss him down his front, get on all fours, and suck him. I'll be gentle. Go on, then lift your ass for me."

Rebel does as she is told, Shigaraki reassuring her she is safe. She runs her tongue down the middle of him. Enjoying his hard-toned muscles. Running her digits down his plush groan. His large cock was erect and waiting for Rebel. Her hand delicately stroked over his cock, pressing his hot length against her face. A sweet, eager smile as she kissed up to the tip, she stiffened when she felt Dabi touching her. Dabi kissed her shoulders, lightly kneading her breasts.

"So, sweet. What a good little butterfly you are of late," Dabi mumbles, licking down her spine.

Shigaraki moans when her lips part, and she takes as much of his cock in her mouth. Slowly edging the head towards the back of her throat. She gagged a little but has improved over their time. Shigaraki chittered and cooed, encouraging Rebel since she seemed to always enjoy them. Dabi has glided down to the top of her ass, kissing and groping her cheeks.

Rebel's eyes widen, and she whimpers on Shigaraki's length. He is careful, with loving crimson eyes, and keens he promises her she will be fine. Dabi is slicking himself with her wet folds before pushing himself in. An expression of relief graces his face the moment he has entered. Rebel freezes in her attention to Shiggy while she is panting and trying to adjust to Dabi's cock slowly entering her.

Dabi's breath is hitching with intermediate chirps. Soft, warm, and wet. Dabi isn't picky about which holes or who's he's fucking. But Rebel is unique to him. She is his sharp-tongued brat that is unbroken. Even on her hands and knees, he can feel her resisting him. One day she will love him and thank him for the times he has had to punish her. The way she complied with his demands with eyes filled with malice makes him drive a little too fast.

Bottoming out roughly. Rebel squeals with her mouth full of Shiggy. She looks up at him with a plea in her eyes, and Shigaraki growls a warning to Dabi. Dabi smirks, then nuzzles Rebel's hair. Letting her adjust to him for a change. She relaxes and continues to suck with gratitude. The way she looks at him with her beautiful eyes while her mouth is full of him is pure euphoria. Her mouth is hot and moist with a hint of teeth.

He feels vulnerable. She has gotten quite good at manipulating his pleasure, coaxing lewd pleads from him. He groans, resisting the urge to thrust or grab her head and swallow all of him. He watches as his large cock slides in and out of her gradually at first until she forms a rhythm. Once she looks comfortable with her task. Dabi rose, gripping her hips he starts slowly bucking to Rebel's protests.

"Come on now. This is not the first time. You are not a little virgin anymore. I already promised to be nice. Relax a little and try to enjoy it. I'm not going to hurt you tonight," Dabi says. He meant it, much to his disappointment. But Shigaraki is the first and sets the rules. It was simple tonight. Shigaraki said once he marked her, Dabi could have them any way he liked as long as he was gentle with Rebel. If he wanted her impregnated and a good girl, he must work on her wanting to be fucked by him more than once. Show her he has a kind side too.  

"And without me occasionally. Be discreet, I don't want to know about it, and we don't want her father catching wind of it on a good day. I know how exciting a mating frenzy can be, but seeing your cum drip from her pussy will push me to my limits of tolerance. Her father seems to have ultimate control over her. If she can't do what he asks, she will be miserable and make our lives miserable if he finds out," Shigaraki had bellyached.

Dabi doubts that Rebel would ever fall for it. Dabi has played the bad officer because that is who he is. He must admit, he likes it when she's a good girl for a change. He can enjoy her hot tight cunt without being on guard of her trying to stab or claw at him. It feels like heaven. The room is filled with the sound of buzzing wings and moans.

Shigaraki watches Rebel with full attention. He pushes her too hard on his cock every now and then, and she gags and tightens on him. But doesn't try to kick him to stop. Rebel twirls her tongue at his head. Dabi's cock stretched as he pumped in and out, glistening with Rebel's juices. She can feel the vibrations of Dabi's wings in her core. Her clit throbbed to be touched. Shigaraki can feel the vibrations of her humming.

"Your pussy is clenching on me. Here I will reward you," Dabi says. Leaning down, his fingers circle her clit. Rebel shivers in pleasure. All of them quickly climbed to the crest of ecstasy. It's not long before the heat and hate in Shigaraki's gut tighten to release in her waiting throat. The tempo is increasing.

Dabi is gliding the head of his cock over the sweet spot in her. It was much hotter than she expected. His fingers are pressing and demanding. The tension and need in the room growing. The smell of sex makes them dizzy. Shigaraki felt himself come undone, his toes curling and head thrown back. He growls, pulling her mouth from him by her hair. Barely pulling her away in enough time to miss his knot, her lips still wrapped around his head.

He loves the intense sensation of her suckling and swallowing his cum. He pulls it out of her mouth with a wet slurp, a string of drool still attached. Shigaraki is gasping and chirping, chest rising and falling as he stares at his sweet mate, looking dazed. Rebel screams in abrupt surprise when overwhelming pleasure washes over her.

Dabi slows his pace to grind deep with shallow thrust in her wet, stretched pussy. Loving the sensation of her squeezing pussy. She flutters on his cock. She screams his name as she rubs and wiggles underneath him, begging him to stop. Dabi can't. He needs this to last longer. He grabs Shigaraki by the hair, pulling him into a breathless kiss, making him lightheaded.

Shigaraki is startled and growls. He is about to yank back when he remembers he vowed to let Dabi have his day. So he closes his eyes and pretends it's Rebel, which is problematic because her mouth is back on him, licking him clean as she whines. Dabi growls and pants as he feels her spasm again, her juices soaking his groin. She is squeezing his head just the way he loves. Her body is milking him. They reached the height together as a trio. The wave of euphoria crashes through them. Dabi breaks the kiss to roar in pleasure as his knot expands. He spurts hot ropes of cum on her writhing body, her tight pussy making him tear up. It's so good. His white-hot seed filled her to the brim. It's much hotter than anticipated each time. Rebel often worries his burn will burn her.

His eyes are rolling to the back of his head, his wings creating a buzzing sound as they flap with tension and joy. Jaws clenched as Dabi finished; he chirps at her. Dabi has never seen her like this, so kittenish as Shigaraki wipes her mouth and plants little kisses around his eyes. Praising her for being a good butterfly. His good girl.

Shigaraki lifts her so Dabi can hold her while his knot softens. Shigaraki helps them both lie-down. He wipes them both down with moist, cool towels. Fanning their heated body with his wings. Dabi can see Shigaraki is bitter about sharing his mate's womb, but he is acting more like a leader. It's not just his aftercare. Shigaraki and Rebel have changed. It doesn't seem like a bad change, but time will tell.

"Rebel, grab your knees. It increases the chances," Shigaraki instructs. Rebel does as told. Dabi is in shock and in overwhelming ecstasy because she had just tightened on him more in this position. Dabi is a bit frustrated that she looks at Shigaraki with adoration and him with pure hate. But he can work with that too.

Dabi groans. This is fun, and he can't wait for more.

The  three of them lay in the nest together. Shigaraki gently held her close.

"Dabi, are you awake?" Rebel asked timidly. He cracked his eyes; he gave her a faint smile as he reached out with his hand and ran his fingers along her jaw. It always surprised her when he was gentle.

"Do you need something, little runner?" he asked, rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.

"Do you care about Shiggy or me?" he leaned in a kissed her sweetly.

"I remember you saying, 'I can make us a happy family, if not a happy one, then a dysfunctional one together at least.' I'm not big on feeling anymore. But I think if anyone could teach me, it would be you. Come here. I want to go again, be sure I'm a part of that family you want to make happy," he moans pulling her under him. Deftly replacing her body with a pillow.

"Won't Shiggy be mad?" Rebel squealed quietly. Her eyes darted nervously to his sleeping form.

"Silly girl. You don't know the rules yet? Of course, he won't be mad. This is how we share and stay together. We'll be quiet not to wake him. Pretend you love me, just for this night at least," he breathes, lining up his hardening cock.

"Dabi, are you in pain? I don't want to hurt you," Rebel asked, spreading herself wide for him. He paused and stared at her. She still didn't like him at all. He was wondering if this was a part of the act. It was unexpected when he saw she did care. She is still unbroken, but she is softening to him.

"I remember when you tried to stab me and yank at my stitches. You have become so sweet and docile. Stick to the smooth skin, and you will be fine," he stated. Rebel wrapped her arms around his middle and kissed him like she loved him most of the day while Shigaraki slept soundly. Shocked, Dabi managed to be considerate. Silencing her moans with his mouth.

Five  months later, Lemillion was instructing Deku how to patrol for curfew violators near the prison when a pregnant woman rounded the corner and clung to Deku.

"Please, help me. Night creatures are chasing me. He wants to hurt my baby," she wailed.

"Rebel, don't be foolish. Step away from the knights. It's time to go home," Cain said with his stupid grin, stepping out of the shadows and flashing his fangs. Rebel clutched at the green knight. The other knight put his visor down.

"This lady seems afraid of you," Deku says lowly.

"Deku, that's a vampire. Let me handle this," Lemillion said.

"Handle me? Do you really want to handle me, little boy? I could always use another husband," Cain chuckled. Rebel can feel the knight she is hugging tense, but the other one seemed nonplused. Good.

"Vampires are not allowed in this sector without their license clearly displayed," Lemillion said sternly. Cain ignored him.

"You there, plain green boy. That is my bride. She is confused. The pregnancy has made her moody and paranoid of late. As for you, handsome knight. The license is only when I am hunting. I am not hunting; I'm retrieving my wife. She doesn't have a bite on her. I saved her from Mothmen and have applied for permission to turn her after birth," Cain sneered. Coming closer and cutting his wrists.

"He uses blood magic. Please. He is not my husband. Please! Be careful," Rebel cries, letting the small knight push her behind him. Cain stops and snarls.

"If that is the truth, you can send your familiar to fetch her in the morning when you show the proper paperwork," Lemillion said, standing his ground. Cain saw something behind the knights and backed down with a growl.

"Very well. Take good care of her for the interim," he says, walking away. Rebel breaks down and cries. Thank the young knights.

"He won't come for me with paperwork. I am so scared. He slaughtered my family," Rebel sobs.

"Then we should go after him," Deku says. Rebel grips his arm tightly.

"Are you insane? That is The Count of the Index, one of the fathers of Vampires. He is extremely powerful. I don't know what chased him off, but it certainly wasn't you two. You are courageous, though. Thank you again," Rebel sniffles.

"It is because I AM HERE! In that case, I should go after him. If what she says is true, he might try to attack the prison. Instead, take her t the headquarters and put her in a spare room," All Might said. Taking off after Cain. The two boys guided her to their place. All Might arrived empty-handed and talking to a man. Mumbling something about a time limit and letting her stay here.

She is put in a spare room near the green knight's barracks.

"I'm sorry about this, but I have to lock you in for the night," Deku said, exiting.

"I don't mind. I am just grateful to be away from that monster," tears staining her cheeks. She looks at him with beautiful glossy eyes. He began to fidget, "Can I ask my hero's name?"

“Deku, and it’s no big deal. I promise we will try to keep you safe," He says.

"I'm Rebel SmithHammer. Thanks again, Deku," she says with a trembling lip. She slumps on the bed and weeps. Deku leaves her after arguing with himself if he should stay and try to comfort her. He finally landed that it would be rude and unwise since they didn't know her.

Rebel lies in the dark for a few beats before jumping up and stripping layers. Dressed in black in the style of a ninja. Rebel wipes her face and smiles. She pulls out her lockpick kit and gets to work like a black.

"Knights are so gullible, huh, little grubby?" Rebel asks her belly.

{Writers notes: This is the end of this part of the series. I would like to finish a few others before I come back. But I do hope enough interest builds up that I'm not just spinning my wheels here. I know it was a long time coming. But it is a precious little grubbie that hisses and needs to be done all sorts of right. Next series is going to have some fluffy domestics, a wedding, and a prison break.

I have some time, if there is a favorite, now is the time to ask for another chapter.

I love you, take care, Kudos and comments are always appreciate.]

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Little draft. Not the final thing because I wanna change it 😋

The loud ticking of the clock in the room made Takaaki's head begin to spin. He felt like he was going to pass out. He felt weirdly warm in the cold room. Was that just him? Hm. Odd. And why was he so dizzy? Well, actually, he couldn't hear anything. Everything sounded very muffled. All he could hear was the loud ticking of that annoying ass clock.

He was going to lose his mind if that fucking clock continued to tick.

Takaaki laid his head in his arms. He couldn't breathe. Taka was dead and he felt like he was going to lose his mind. He thinks he already snapped, actually. Maybe not. It was probably his self-control. He gripped his hair tightly, feeling tears build up in his eyes. He wanted to just disappear from the world.

Takaaki smacked his head on the table. He longed for a cigarette. It'd calm his nerves a bit. Wait. What was he freaking out about?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah…

His son. Kiyotaka.

Right.

His son was dead. He was murdered, just…killed.

That's why he felt like crying. Dizzy, almost nauseous enough to want to vomit whatever he had in his body. It probably wasn't gonna be food. He hadn't eaten in a couple of days. Ah, that was probably what was causing the nausea actually. He was pretty sure Taka felt the same way.

The boy starved himself, too. How awful. His poor boy. He'd been through so much, even during his years at Hope's Peak. All the nights staying up late studying. Having to learn to cook at probably since…maybe he was five or six. Takaaki couldn't be there often. Even when Taka was younger. He wished he was there more. Told him just how much he loved him. His only son.

He was at his breaking point. If that damn clock kept ticking he swore he was going to pull it off the wall and smash it into tiny little pieces. He felt too dizzy to do that, though.

He wanted to laugh.

He felt…miserable. He'd call it 'Despair', but that wasn't entirely it. He didn't believe in that hunk of shit, to be honest. He did believe in that Naegi kid and what they called 'Hope.' But not in the way they probably believed it. But he felt something. Like he was gonna go insane. Hope. Despair. It was interesting thing to think about, actually.

Despair, huh? His life was full of it. There was never room for 'Hope' when he was growing up. Then the debt. Then his wife died. And now this. Maybe he did believe in that hunk of shit. But not enough to complete lust over it or anything. To make a religion out of it, either. He did want to believe that 'Hope' could beat 'Despair.' But…sometimes with 'Hope', you needed to have 'Despair.' And boy, did he feel it.

He wanted to laugh more. Despair. Funny thing.

He actually wanted to laugh a lot. And he wanted to cry more, now. He looked at his gun that was on the table. He poked it, then grabbed a hold of it. He could it end it all right now.

He hadn't had a thought like that in a while. Since his wife passed away, it had been all that he thought about. But Taka was only little. And he needed a parent. Someone to love and care for him. But Taka wasn't here. He was dead. Gone forever. It made him feel awful.

Maybe 'Despair' was the right word.

How was he supposed to feel 'Hope'? His kid was dead! Yeah, most of them had lost someone, but they could continue living. While he himself couldn't. He's probably been fucked by the world too long he just felt like every day was gonna get worse. He'd been so numb for a while, then Taka's death felt like a huge stab in the heart. A clean stab, too.

Ah, the dizzy feeling came back.

He felt like he was going insane. And the clock didn't help. It felt like it was taunting him. He wasn't sure why. It irritated him more. Annoying fucking clock. What could he do? He was tied up, kidnapped! He couldn't break out and then head to Hope's Peak. He wouldn't even make it passed the gates.

He felt guilty, that wasn't what was supposed to happen. He was the one who was supposed to die before Kiyotaka. Not Kiyotaka dying before him. That wasn't…that wasn't supposed to happen! No. He should've died. If only he could've said something. But how could he? They all couldn't speak. Not even let out a single word.

He got up from his seat and grabbed the clock from the wall and smashed it on the floor. Tears filling his eyes again, he let them fall as he broke it more. It wasn't fair!

It wasn't fair.

It wasn't fair.

It wasn't fair.

It wasn't fair.

It wasn't fair!

He could feel himself laughing through his tears as he broke the poor clock. The 'Despair' he felt was too much for him.

He stopped and just stared at the broken clock. The gears and broken glass scattered around the floor. He grabbed his coat and left the room. He didn't want to spend another minute in there.

Though, he knew the new place —where ever his body was taking him— wasn't gonna be any better. And he was right. He found himself in an alleyway. And everything went black.

(This is where I stopped.)

#I'm definitely gonna rewrite it lol #I just wanted to write about Takaaki being pissed at a clock I guess

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'Uh, To Steve Wright … Burn In Hell - FOREVER!' (Hang The DJ! Hang The DJ! Hang The DJ!)

Every Toy Dolls fan in the world has long waited for this day.

We don't forgive, and we don't forget.

Steve Wright was an atypical ultra-prick who believed if you weren't wearing the latest fashions and poodle haircuts you shouldn't be even allowed outside. Toadying to rich 'artists' and rich record labels, whilst using his platform on BBC Radio One (paid for by the general public via taxation) to sneer at every independent act on the block.

Lampooned by Viz Comic in Steve Wright and His Sycophantic Shite, the band The Smiths even tore the f**ker a new one on one of their biggest hits 'Panic!' when he started having a good at them largely because Steve Wright thought Morrissey was gay (a frequent running theme of this odious creep on his radio shows and TV appearences - at least until gay bashing because very 'uncool' upon the death of Freddie Mercury from AIDS).

What seemed to particularly annoy Wright and the rest of the London ivory tower set in the so-called 'affluent eighties' was acts daring to talk about like outside of tinseltown London. The world he wished would just go away - unless it was to clean his house or sell him a burger.

Much of the rest of the country, especially north of the Watford Gap, lived in poverty and squalor - the world bands like the Smiths and the Toy Dolls came from, and each in their own way sang about.

People like the Toy Dolls' 'Dougy Giro', about a young homeless man from Hendon, like so many in the north east at that time (and little has changed).

'You can't guess what life for Dougy is like, he wakes up in the street, No home, no bed, he says he's lucky That he can smile and be happy ...'

Wright's ire towards the Toy Dolls was due to their surprise Christmas 1984 double A-Side hit 'Nellie The Elephant' and especially 'Fisticuffs In Frederick Street' which lampooned Newcastle's Fosters Club - an atypical 'Meat Market' where youngsters on minimum wage wearing clothes they'd gone heavily into credit card debt for drunk overpriced 'designer' beers and cocktails because glossy magazines and celeb culture lied to them this is what they needed to do to become 'successful in life'

(Needless to say it didn't, and most who bought into that crap wound up broke and broken by their thirties).

'Fosters Club was full up to the brim. Everybody risking life and limb and just to go and pose at the disco but posing wasn't easy. and the D.J. he got queasy, blow by blow...'

The sort of lifestyle talentless pricks like Wright on fat BBC contracts cheerfully promoted as 'aspirational'.

Suffice to say, violence outside these clubs became increasingly prevailent from a heady combination of alcohol mixed with dreams vaporising in the cold realities of a nation where selfishness and shallowness had become increasingly prevailant.

Little wonder Morrissey retorted to Wright in 'Panic.'

'Burn down the disco, Hang the blessed DJ! Because the music that they constantly play, It says nothing to me about my life. Hang the blessed DJ! Because the music they constantly play ...

On the Leeds side streets that you slip down, Provincial towns you jog 'round,

"Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ!" '

And now this sevile sycophant, awash in his own self pity, has croaked it on the eve of the Toy Dolls latest world tour - bloody marvellous timing!

Good riddance, you sycophantic shite!

#steve wright #rot in hell #toy dolls #the smiths #Youtube

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TW Abuse

When you set a boundary with an abuser, even going the lengths to disappear, they hunt you down and try to do harm. He found my address and showed up appearing peaceful but I know so I just waited.

Soon as it looked like I wasn't gonna let him intimidate me or give him the forgiveness he wanted, he fucking snapped and turned out he had his girlfriend with him to provoke me into a fight. Literally doing everything but putting hands on me. Screaming in the street. Threatening me.

That girl got a heart condition and is always knocking on death's door. That's not the issue. The issue is going to your bedroom on Sunday ready to settle and sleep and getting accosted.

I live a very quiet life bc if I didn't I'd be in jail for my fight response. I am risk aware and protect myself. This was absolutely horrendous and I've been trying to settle down for two hours.

Now I gotta try to get a restraining order filed. They're like 200 bucks here. I am annoyed and need the order so I don't end up in jail. Because I believe abusers should be dead not jailed and some days I am very sure I'm capable of crime.

he knows this and blocked the doorway to the kitchen. He knows

Being that close to making a life-changing mistake because someone tried to trigger me and fight me is upsetting. There's a universe where I'd be jailed forever. Granted there's also a universe where my mother only had one child.

I was supposed to move this year and now things are messy because he came back and I was trying to play fair. I'm very much over it. Soon as I pay this debt down, I'm going to disappear.

[berrymoos]

I know you're more of a carer jake person but i have so many thoughts about tiny jake. Like he doesn't regress very often by choice, but when he does he's so shy🥺. He deals w a lot of vent and trauma regression i think, but the others are there for him too, even if they're also tiny (tiny layla and tiny moon boys co-con cuddle pile,,,, tiny layla seeing that jake is sad and offering him her sippy cup,,,, itty steven taking over the hand to give a kiss and put the kiss on their cheek,,,,). I also think he'd be teensy tiny or like five,,, on the basis of "hes just a small guy ur honor" and how i think he'd love to play blocks and push em down after and just giggle- many thoughts,,

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA OK OK THIS IS CUTE I LIKE THIS WAAAAAA small jaaaaake (*＾＾*)// v fun v fun ,, i actually made a post a while back abt what ages i personally thought jake would regress to if i hced him as a regressor :o it was arooound 9 - 13 years old, but now you've got me thinkin of jake w a smallspace of around 2 - 8?? he's still got an older side bc Older Sibling Jake my darling, but still a small guy too!!

ohhmigosh ok shy little jake hiding his face in his hat .... melting rn 💞💞 i think jake still loves his cab hat even if he is small, it's just a part of him atp

OHHH cuddle pile (╥﹏╥)ෆ tiny marc takin over the body for a sec to retrieve all their stuffies while layla makes herself busy with the last touch ups of their fort & gatherin snacks for them ,, letting jake pick out whatever he wants to watch n snuggling up to each other with their stuffies ,, sharing snacks & juice & going back n forth between letting everyone have a chance to watch something of their choice ,, stevie & marc comin in with the kissies on the cheek while layla comes in with the shared sippie (even if jake has his own - layla adores sharing her stuff w her friends when they're sad!!) ,, n finally dozing off, successfully makin jake feel so so loved <33

akdjskdj wait small jake pushing down his tower of blocks & giggling, so he does it over and over again - but tiny stevie doesn't like that so he's like "jaaaake nooo 'top iiiit!! ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚" but he still does it, causing more stevie whining, n jake is just giggling while he causes mischief (not even mischief rlly he's just makin stevie pout pffft), & marc is there like🧍‍♂️bc should he stop jake so stevie isn't pouting anymore or should he also be laughing bc annoying him is funny sometimes (hashtag Sibbie Moment)

AND BEFORE I FORGET, the age hc i put earlier ... i think jake age slides a lot, too. when it comes to regressing bc of a bad trigger, he drops to his lowest ages & it's a lot of tears and sensitivity - i feel like he tries running away to hide from everybody (bc he hates feeling so small. it's scary & he just wants it to go away) & he even fights some when somebody finds and tries helping him, but soon he gets tired of flailing around & now he just wants a hug :(( when he starts feeling better, he ages up a little bit to around 5, but that's the oldest he goes afterward

now when it comes to simply a bad day or smth more miniscule compared to a vent regressing, he stays along the older side. i don't rlly know what his older side consists of but it may contain more lashing out n stuff?? hmm not too sure, not too sure...

BUT anon!! thank you for this piece of insight. forever in your debt!! /j

#HHAWAAAAA I LOVE TINY MOONCULE <33333 #anon seriously tho tysm never ever be afraid to slide into my askbox with tiny jake okay #i may be a cg jake person but this blog is for all hcs so feel free to dump tiny jake #🍓．berry n friends <3 #moon knight agere #sfw agere #fandom agere #agere asks #agere concept