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asapeveryday · 2 months ago

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noctuary pt.1 - p.b + tlou au

noc·tu·ary ˈnäkchəˌwerē

: a collection of a single night's events, thoughts or dreams

— next.

pairing: Paige Bueckers x reader, slight Paige Bueckers x Ellie Williams in future maybe idk yet but just for plot purposes

AU: The Last of Us 2 x Wbb crossover

warnings: Graphic descriptions of injury, blood. brief mention of assault, cannibalism. more juicy stuff in later chapters probs

synopsis: you meet her on the brink of giving up. she’s suspicious, too nice, too charismatic. she should be a psychopath, or some sort of cult recruiter, but instead she’s enamouring. you’ve got nowhere to go, she’s eager to have nobody to be.

notes: I intend on making this a short series because I’m honestly obsessed w this crossover. also you don’t really have to know much about tlou to enjoy this, it works from a basic zombie apocalypse perspective too honestly!

also what wbb players would we want to see appearing in this story in the future?

You’re running—trying to run.

It hurts, it burns so bad, like you’ve been bathed in acid from the calf down. It’s dull pulsing that’s built up with every drag of your foot through the rough gravel roads.

You’re whimpering with every limp, lips bitten raw, face coated with sweat and grime. You can hear the faint clicking behind you, to your left and off somewhere farther to your right.

You’ve been following this trail for ages, bag on your back weighing heavy, trying to outrun clicker after clicker. No matter the turn, they just keep coming.

And it’s starting to look like this might be it for you.

It wasn’t meant to end up this way. It should’ve been a decent job—not easy, but something you could handle. Deliver the product, collect the payment, make it back alive, keep half.

But you’d been sold out, given a wrong location, led to your slaughter.

“Fuck,” you cry, saliva flying from your lips, “oh, fuck.”

You’re aching all over now, shivering with fear. Your heart is hammering like a strong baseline, shaking your very core.

This is it, this is how you’re going to die. Alone, a bag full of goods that nobody will every get to use, pockets empty.

You’ll be mauled right here, on this barren road.

Infected.

Turned.

You turn to look at your leg, the state of it. Skin peeled back, flesh running ruby red, blaring danger, death, the end. The sight makes you want to vomit. You stumble, hitting the ground hard. Your elbows are covered in gravel, it gets in your wound, mixes with your blood.

You can see them clearly now. Inhuman, monstrous things you’ve managed to avoid since birth, one way or another. None of it matters now. It all amounts to nothing.

You hear the crunch of gravel behind you, but you don’t bother to turn and see what abomination is waiting for you. You don’t think you can stomach it, facing one head on, feeling it’s flesh-rotten breath on your skin before it tears into your soul.

You focus on the one ahead. Approaching. Five steps before you, four, three now.

The crunch behind you swings ‘round your side. You flit your eyes to the ground, where the blood from your leg mixes with the road. You don’t want to watch when it happens happen.

I’m gonna die, You think, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonn—

Beaten sneakers. Light purple, tied tight laces. Wide stance, heels facing you.

There’s the brief noise of something cutting the air.

You watch the ground as the clicker’s head hits the gravel.

The sound of slaughter fills the formerly quiet night. A crow caws from somewhere farther off, softly drowned beneath the squelches, and the sounds of metal flying through flesh.

And then the clicking is gone. And the movement stops.

The sneakers, now a little bloodier than before, turn around to face you.

Your slaughter doesn’t come.

You look up.

Powder blue irises, downturned, scrutinizing. Straight, dark lashes. Pale skin, dotted with rotten blood, blemishes, picked pores. Lips full, slightly parted.

She turns to the side for a second, checking her surroundings. You analyze high cheekbones, oily blonde hair pulled back tight into a ponytail. Her grey tank and cargo’s are spoiled with clicker guts. Sweat gleams on her skin, bloodied axe in hand.

She turns back to you, brows furrowed. Then she holds the axe out to your neck.

"You bit?" She asks, all business.

You shake your head no as best as you can without grazing the tip of the blade, heart hammering wildly.

"You're telling me that," her gaze dips down to your leg, "isn't a bite?"

"S-" You manage to croak, wincing as your throat sears, "saw."

"Saw?" She raises a brow. "It's from a saw?"

You nod. She takes a step back to survey the wound. Whatever it is that she sees, she's satisfied with.

“Get up.”

Her words sound like they’re underwater.

She looks around again, making sure it’s safe, before dropping to your level. Her legs bend into a crouch, one hand on her knee while the other grips the axe with a ready ferocity.

“I said, get up.”

Finally her words register. You stir, shifting your weight forward to pull yourself up, before a wave of exhaustion and pain washes over you. She notices your wince, the struggle.

She frowns. You can see she feels inconvenienced by you.

But she doesn’t leave.

“Give me the bag.” She says, jutting her head to motion to your back pack.

Now it’s your turn to furrow your brows. You can’t say much, the words catch in your throat. You manage to back up enough for her to get the hint, hands possessively flying back to grasp the rough material that you almost died for.

“It’ll slow you down.” She says evenly. “Pick. Either you leave it or I carry it for you.”

You weigh your options.

“Or,” she licks her lips, “I leave you here alone and keep it for myself.”

You hold her frigid stare for as long as you can before you realize she won’t budge on this. Slowly, you remove your arms from the straps of your backpack, and attempt to get up.

She springs back to her full height, stepping around you to grab the knapsack and swing it over one shoulder while her own is on the other.

“Jesus Christ, what the hell is in this?” She curses.

You shakily rise from the road, gravel stuck to whatever exposed skin hit it earlier. Silent.

“C’mon.” She side glances you, taking a few steps forward. “Don’t worry, I’ll have you talkin’ in no time.”

The walk is difficult.

The night is high now, and it's a struggle to keep your eyes open. You try your best sheerly out of the fear that if you let them shut, they may never open again.

She doesn't offer a hand, not an ounce of support. She just watches, eyes wide and frosted around the edges.

Her biceps pop against the moonlight as she shoulders two backpacks with ease, walking ahead of you. Just enough to lead while she can still see you.

You get the feeling that if she felt it was best to help you, she would. Her gaze isn't judging—moreso analyzing. Testing you.

You realize this walk is a test.

Under her dissecting stare, you can’t help but wonder for what?

"Little longer." She hums from ahead, smile barely grazing her lips. "Almost there, soldier."

You take it that if this is a test, you're not doing too bad.

So, you keep pushing. Your left leg is practically dragging now, heavy like baggage on your body. The gravel is damper here, you can feel it in the noises under your feet.

The girl stops walking, turning to face you. You're heaving now, throat dry and lips cracked to the point of bleeding. You haven't had water since this morning, and a lot has happened since then.

She surveys your state, brows furrowed in thought. She zeros in on your raspy breathing, your dirt-caked hair and bloodied calf.

"C’mon." She turns away, her voice a little softer now. You trail behind her as she breaks from the gravel road and steps into the surrounding fields of tall grass and cattails.

Mud squelches from beneath you when you realize you're at the foot of a pond.

The blonde takes off both backpacks, throwng them to the ground before kneeling by the edge of the pond. She unzips her own bag, retrieving a cloth from the big pocket and dipping it in the water.

Then she looks up at you, her blue eyes slightly warm, before cocking her head, gesturing for you to sit.

Cautiously, you obey.

The night is quiet with the exception of rippling water and crickets hidden in the cattails. You try not to whimper when she peels the remainders of your shredded pants from your left leg, and presses the wet cloth to your wound.

Her eyes watch closely at your reaction to every movement she makes.

It unnerves you, her attentiveness, her kindesss, of all things. It’s unlike anything you’ve experienced before. She cleans the gash off with such silent care that you’re entirely put off.

It doesn’t help that she keeps glancing up at you with those winter-light eyes, asking silent questions you’re too scared to answer.

"So," she begins, "what's in the bag?"

You send her the most pointed look you can muster.

"Aight.” She shrugs. “Secretive one, aren’t you.” She teases, reaching behind her to grab at your bag. In attempts to stop her you try to kick her with your un-injured leg. She catches your foot before it can even come close to hitting her, eyes wide with either amusement or warning.

"Easy." She hums.

It's quiet again after that. She puts more pressure on your leg, the cold water serving some relief to you. After a while the bleeding slows enough to leave the cloth draped over your injury, and you watch intently as she rummages through her backpack some more, before finally pulling out a flask.

"Prolly should've done this first." She snorts, opening the flask and taking a quick swig. Her face sours for a moment before the expression is gone, replaced by a lopsided smile.

"This is gonna burn bad." She looks at you. "But it's nothing you can't take."

When she pours the alcohol over your leg, it's like all hell has come down to personally punish you.

You can’t help but genuinely whimper when the alcohol touches your skin, the burning exemplified tenfold. Your hands fly to your leg, but the blonde grabs them in a tight grasp.

Her hands are calloused, large against yours. She entwines her fingers between your own, and you don’t even think to care. The pressure of her grasp is needed. When your hands leave here to grip her forearm, she doesn’t so much as flinch, even when your fingernails dig into her pale skin. She holds you tight till’ the burn subsides.

"I know," she mumbles, "I know it hurts, I know."

As you grip onto her flesh, she takes the time to ring out the now bloody cloth before soaking it in more lake water. It isntantly cools your skin when she gingerly places it on you again.

"I'm sorry. That's pretty much all I got." She sighs apologetically. "Wasn't expecting to run into any strays today."

You shoot her another look.

"Oh, you don't like that, huh?" She grins. "So what should I call you then?"

Her stare feels like two bullets through the back of your head. Startling, all too strong. You wet your lips in attempt to muster the ability to talk, but your throat is raw. You can feel scabs forming on the surface of your mouth.

Her eyes dip to your lips, then back again. She turns to rummage through the backpack again, and pulls out another flask, handing it to you.

"My bad." She mumbles.

You snatch it from her and unscrew the top, clumsily chugging from the flask with no shame. It’s like a beacon of light shining through your body, the water is lukewarm but clean and soothing. You don’t care that it dribbles down from the corner of your mouth as you hand the flask back to her.

Her face is amused, to say the least. Eyebrows raised, lips quirked upward. She takes it from you, fingertips brushing yours, and drinks the few drops you left behind. You watch as she licks her damp lips, and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

“You gonna talk now?” She cocks her head.

“Not much to say.” You respond simply, holding her eye.

You can see the way her tongue pokes the inside of her cheek, obviously trying to be patient with you. “You think I’m gonna let you off the hook like that?” She says.

“Thank you for saving me.” You manage to bite out, shifting in your seat on the grassy bank by the lake. “I’ll be on my way soon.”

“Yeah, sure.” She snorts, and you feel a twinge of agitation in your gut. “Good luck, on that leg.”

“Okay…” your gaze hardens, “so what exactly do you want from me? Because I don’t have any valuables, and I’m a pretty shitty fuck.”

“I’m not gonna assault you.” She deadpans.

“Normal people don’t help other people out of the goodness of their heart.” You tut. “And they definitely don’t waste supplies on weaklings. So you must be a rapist. Or a cannibal. Or both.”

“I’m neither!” She groans, hand on her head. “I found you. Thought I’d give you a hand. And where I’m coming from, water and fucking dishrags barely count as supplies.” She bites.

“And where exactly do you come from?” You raise a brow. You note her clothes, which are fairly nice aside from the drying cordycept blood, and her backpack, which is grimey but un-frayed around the edges like most are these days.

“Could ask you the same thing.” She smiles, like she’s caught you in a trap. “I found you being chased by at least 3 clickers, heavy ass bag which you’re protecting with your life, and leg cut open with a fucking saw.”

She has you there. You’re both quiet.

Then she gets up, brushing her pants off before looking down at you.

“C’mon.” She clicks her tongue.

“I think I’m good from here. Thanks for the help again.” You mutter, briefly happy she’s leaving before she grabs your bag.

“Hey!” You jerk, stumbling on your feet to reach for it. Your leg sears again, and you wince, losing balance. Her hands reach out for you, steadying your body before you can even attempt to catch your fall.

“Easy, baby.” She laughs. “You’re right, you know. I’ve been too nice.”

“Huh?” Your eyes widen, stomach lurching at what that could mean.

“I’m taking your bag.” She hums. “You don’t want me to touch it, so obviously it’s worth having.”

“No.” You bite, frustration rising despite the fact that her bare arms are still holding you up. You let your fingernails dig into her skin, but her expression once again doesn’t change. “I fucking worked my ass off for that bag. You can’t take it.”

“I can.” She shrugs. “And I will. Only thing is, I’m gonna be nice again and give you the option to come with it.”

You blink.

“I want what’s in here.” She hums. “But I think you’re worth dragging back home with me.”

You blink again, slower this time.

“What?” You manage to get out.

She rolls her eyes. “You’re gonna repay me by coming back to my community.”

“Fuck no.” You bite.

“Fuck yes.” She smiles. “I’m putting you to work. I know for a fact it’ll be better than whatever shady shit you were doing before…getting your leg hacked off with a fucking saw, for Christ’s sake.”

You ponder. It’s not like you have anywhere to be, like you have a home to go back to. That was over, especially if you came back lighter than you left. The saw wouldn’t be the end of it.

But this could be worse, for all you know.

“You have good clothes.” You state.

“More than enough to go around.” She nods, glancing at your thin, sweat soaked t-shirt and bloody pants.

You glance at the arms that you’re grasping onto, and you squeeze at the curve of her biceps. “You have enough to eat.”

“Uh..” She trails off, watching the way your fingers curl around her muscles. She swallows, hard, before nodding. “Food isn’t a problem for us yet.”

“Us?”

“Us.” She nods. “There’s a few hundred, I’d say.”

“All contributing?” You ask.

“As best as they can.”

You loosen your grip on her arms, realizing you’re feeling her up.

“How long is the walk?”

“Long.” She bites her lip. “We’ll take breaks.”

You stare into her eyes again. Crystal blue bullets, pretty lashes, wide eyed mirth just waiting to seep out.

It's either that or die alone out here. All signs point to yes.

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@sweetbcgs @angelliicc

#fanfiction #paige bueckers #paige bueckers x reader #paige x reader #tlou #tlou2 #ellie williams #dallas wings #wbb x reader #alternate universe

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abyss-seer · 7 months ago

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Pile 1

Both of you could love a lot of Disney shows, animated shows, family-oriented shows, and things like that. Overall, I am sensing very warm energy in this relationship. The song "Rab Ni Maaf Karega" could be significant. You might meet this person during some delays, possibly caused by an emotionally manipulative, jealous bully. This bully could be of the same gender as you. This bully might lack the drive to achieve something in their life, so they might target you while ironically striving to be someone like you to maintain some status quo. The song "Asa Kooda" could be significant. The two of you could meet while dancing.

For some of you, you will find this person when your family gives you no other choice, prompting you to start searching for a partner. You might feel things are moving too quickly in this relationship (just before getting married), but you may perceive it as things being rushed because of how fast you connected. This person could present a very balanced perspective of themselves to others, even if that is not the actual case. They might show you all their cards on the table, being blunt like a Sagittarius (but still a mystery); they may have this placement in their chart.

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Pile 2

Maybe you will back off at this person's initial advances as you may assume them to be an opportunist (gold digger). The song "Alibi," with the lyrics "Rosa, how beautiful you are," is coming through. This person doesn't hesitate to give you compliments. They might seem too forward for you (you might think this person is too much), but I feel like even if no one else compliments you that day, this person will. They have millions of compliments saved for you and could be very funny.

I think you might meet this person while you or they are in a disharmonious relationship, and one of you could be in a doubtful stage of this previous relationship, wanting to find some emotional solace somewhere. This person will be everything you wished for in a relationship. They can become your dream come true. I think this relationship will take place during your healing stage from some sort of betrayal or bad experience. The song "Maye Ni Maye" is coming through. You could find yourself falling in love with this simple-natured stranger. Crows cawing could be significant in this connection. Your partner is very silly.

Comment "🌺" if this is your pile and share your experiences!

Pile 3

Some of you could have gotten engaged. This is very specific: maybe you two could share a mansion (perhaps this mansion was a dream place you both dreamt of together, you believed in your dreams and you got it). This is very specific: "Hide behind Caroline." Someone named Carla or Caroline could have helped you financially during a harsh time. The movie "Coraline" could be significant. "You're my little Margarita, babe, make me sway..." "Sway" is a song coming through. This person might come off as a naysayer at the start, but you might slowly find out that they are an honest truth-seeker. This person might seem like a god-sent angel who will help you during financially bad times. You admire their honesty and stability. This person might work in law and could be very smart. A self-made person who is self-sufficient. They could have strong Libra or Taurus placements or significant 7th house influences, or they may have an Aries-Libra pairing in their chart. You might meet this person in September or October. The number 5 or repeating fives could be very significant. You might see this as confirmation when you are about to meet them.

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Pile 4

You might meet this person at a time when you are trying to move on from a previous relationship but are unable to let go of your ex, so you start focusing on your work to get over it. You might have been stubbornly holding onto your ex while also dreaming of better things in the future, hence deciding to refocus on yourself. I thought you might be from Pile 2, but honestly, this energy seems much more serious, and I see your relationship already materializing whenever you find this message.

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aneliwriter · 2 years ago

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Warnings/ NSFW, dark smut. Dark chapter. Oral sex, orgasm denial, popping cherry, taking turns, explicit language.

Halloween one shot/ ransom, ari, Steve, Lloyd and andy.

Your palms grew sweaty as you swallowed a soft gulp. You retake a double look to ensure your eyes are not deceiving you. In which this case, they are not. You are the only one at the pumpkin patch. There were no other cars but yours in the parking lot, which confused you.

You thought there would be a party of some sort since you received an invitation.

Y/N L/N,

CONGRATULATIONS, you have been selected for an invitation to join a special event that only happens once a year.

October 31st, Halloween. Time- 5 before sunset.

We take formality and punctuality quite seriously, so please don't be late or I'm afraid, there might be consequences.

Oh and don't forget to wear your scariest costume! There will be a contest and the first winner will win a special prize.

Hell Raisers Five.

You double-check the date and time on your phone.

10-31-2023

Time 5:58 P.M

Sunset.

You look over your shoulder, The sun has set. But what happens now?

There's no one here, so certainly it is not a party. Could it be a prank? A lot of people do pranks on Halloween but you don't have any friends unless books and fictional characters count. In that case, you have a whole army.

You begin to think about who would invite you here. It takes a moment till your mind goes to the football quarterback jock from your high school.

Ransom Drysdale.

He is awful to you, and always picks and makes fun of you. If it's not slamming your books down to the floor, it's keeping you locked in, in the girl's locker room naked after taking your clothes.

He and his group of heathens own your high school or they like to think so. They are nothing but trouble and you only hoped that this phase Ransom has with you is only that, a phase till he gets bored with you and moves on to torment the next girl.

If it wasn't for the crow cawing, you would have remained in place with your thoughts. Startling, your eyes lift to the crow who flies over to a sign. You squint your eyes and read, "Trick or Treating Corn Maze"

Perhaps the party is in the corn maze?

You look over your shoulder at your car. It's getting dark, and you contemplate leaving but if you do, there might be consequences, according to the anonymous invitation. But if you stay and go through the corn maze, it could be worse.

You have no idea what or whose intention they have with you.

It could be dangerous...

Or it could be a treat...

Well, you're about to find out. You take a step, inhaling a deep breath. You're already dressed and here, might as well find out.

You walk over cautiously, passing the sign, the crow staring at you, tilting its head to the side, cawing. You weren't afraid, although maybe you should be.

Freddy and Jason might be in there waiting for you.

You notice a flashlight hanging off a corn branch, you take it as a sign that the flashlight is for you. You grab it, turn it on, you continue to walk.

In Horror movies, the girl would say "Hello" and "Anyone there?"

But you knew fucking better. You remain silent and wait for the boogeyman to pop out and eat ya. You get to the first corner, and you stop to a halt as you see a figure standing, with a scarecrow mask on his face.

This is the part where you widen your eyes and gulp. Okay, maybe you are scared. He lifts his head from the floor and stares at you through his mask. You remain frozen, Your hand holding the flashlight up to him, shakes uncontrollably.

He strides over to you, he keeps getting bigger and bigger as you keep getting smaller and smaller.

You're dead.

You're positive as Ion television, this masked scarecrow is going to murder you, There's no way he's going to give you a treat... Right?

Your breath hitches as he towers menacingly over you making you feel ten times smaller than before.

"W-who are you?" You stutter through clatter teeth.

He tilts his head to the side and back, you can feel his eyes checking you out from head to toe. "Scarecrow." His dark tone sends shivers down your spine.

"I-i mean your real name." You sigh.

"Scarecrow." He repeats, crossing his arms.

You let out another sigh, as he is not going to tell you and you don't recognize him through his mask. As of right now, you only know him as...

Scarecrow.

"Till how long will you be scarecrow?" You ask. He somehow takes another step closer to you. Closing whatever inches of distance there was any left.

"Till the course is complete." He says cryptically.

You were about to ask what he meant but he foresaw your question and shook his head before your lips parted.

He looks down at your costume and you can imagine a smirk crawling on his face. "I thought witches were supposed to look ugly." There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"They're not ugly. That's just how movies and shows portray them." You say.

He hums in response.

"Well, Witchy let's begin, Trick or treat?" His tone changed back to dark.

You gulp loudly, nervous about what to answer. "T-treat?" You say in question.

He chuckles. "Good choice." He unzips his pants and pulls them down, dropping them to his shoes along with his briefs.

You gasp as he's sprung free.

You were expecting candy or at least a fucking sticker but not a hard length leaking with precum.

He muses a light chuckle. "Don't be so scared Witchy, you did say treat, so come and get it."

This is the part where you turn around and RUN. But you don't and not just because he could easily catch up to you but because a part of you didn't want to.

You want your treat.

Your legs tremble as you slowly kneel down before him. You stare at his hard throbbing erection and you feel a pool of wetness dripping down.

You glance at him through your eyelashes. "Um, I never-

You couldn't complete your sentence as he grabbed you by the back of your head, you gasped and he took the opportunity to shove himself inside your mouth. He grunts in satisfaction, throwing his head back as he jerks his hips forward.

A single tear rolls down your face as you take all of him at once. You try not to panic and find a way to breathe through your nose as he fucks your mouth into oblivion. "Use your tongue, drag it up and down, wrap your lips tighter." He groans.

You do what he says, wrapping your lips around tighter, and you drag your tongue. "Let me see those pretty little eyes." He says in a sultry tone.

You lift your eyes up and stare at him as your mouth is still working. "Tonight, you're our little slut, got it?" He strokes your cheek, feeling his bulge.

Our?

You weren't sure what he meant and the euphoria is blocking your mind at the moment, so you simply give him a nod in response.

It takes four more thrusts and he explodes inside your mouth. "Swallow every drop." He grunts out, pumping any excess cum on the tip of your tongue.

You drink without spilling a drop.

"That's a good little witch." He smirks. You gather yourself and stand up. Panting, he zips up his pants. "You're not done just yet. Go ahead and continue your path." He handed you the flashlight.

"Will I see you again?" You ask naively. His lips tugged a grin. "If you finish the maze you will."

"So be a good witch, okay?" He caressed your cheek. "Okay." You say. You give him a final glance over your shoulder and you continue your path.

You lit up your way to the next corner and sure enough, there's another figure standing in the corner, patiently waiting.

Another large frame wearing a skeleton mask. "Hiya, sweet cheeks." You knew that voice but it couldn't be. Could it?

"Trick or treat?" He mocks.

If it was him, you weren't sure if you wanted a treat from him.

From Ransom.

So you picked option two.

"Trick." You swallowed softly.

"You sure?" He teases.

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, he marched right over to you and pushed you so rough that it knocked you right on your ass.

That confirmed, that indeed the skeleton-masked man is Ransom. You grunt as you thump on the ground, you look up scowling as he laughs.

"What was that for?" He crouched over and instantly, he pulled up your dress. "For your trick." He pulled down your panties.

You suck in a breath but you don't move nor tell him to stop. He lifts his mask just enough to expose his mouth.

He dives right in and starts to lick your wet cunt that's been throbbing since Scarecrow. You let out a soft moan and he goes deeper.

"R-ransom." You moan his name.

He slapped your cunt hard, making you flinch both in pleasure and pain. "Skeleton." He murmurs against your skin, sending vibrations.

"Alright then, Skeleton."

You smile hazily, The cloud you're on goes up higher and higher. "Ske- I-i'm going to-

The cloud disappears and you fall right down.

"Hey." You whine in protest, frowning as he adjusts his mask back on.

Trick.

"Don't pout, sweet cheeks. You'll get your treat in the end."

Pulling your panties back up, you stand, taking the flashlight from him with a frown on your face.

"Lose that pout." He now said in a stern voice.

"Make me." You frown deeper.

He was about to pounce on you but he refrained himself from doing so. "You're going to regret that at the end of the maze." He huffs.

You flash the flashlight right at his face. "You don't scare me, Ransom." You said before you walked away, frowning.

You walked cautiously as you heard a twig snap. You approach the next corner, finding a third figure smashing the shit out of a pumpkin.

Your gasp made him stop and turn to look at you.

Pumpkin masked-man.

You can feel a darker aura with this one, he was more scarier than the previous two. "Hi there." He curtsy.

"Hi." You whisper.

"Trick or treat Pumpkin?"

"Um..."

"T-treat."

"On your knees then."

After he gave you your treat, which was the same treat that Scarecrow gave you. He gave you a wink, muttering "See you at the finish line, Pumpkin."

"It's about time." An irritated voice startled you as you got to the next corner.

"I- uh- you stammered.

His mask gave you chills, a red devil mask.

"Looks like Pumpkin Man got greedy and gave you his treat twice." He crossed his arms.

He did and you didn't mind at all. You devoured his greed.

"Turn around and bend over, because of his greed, you're getting a trick."

You drop your mouth open. "What why?" You protested.

"That's fifteen." He spun you around and bent you over. "Thirty for not doing what I ordered."

Before you could even think, a hard smack bounced right on your ass cheek. You yelp, jerking forward.

"That's one."

Twenty-nine hard slaps later,

You rub your butt as you walk to the last corner, even though it was a trick, it sure did feel like a treat the way he kissed you afterward, the kiss was so soft like he was making up for it and you immediately forgave him.

Who knew the devil could kiss you like an Angel?

You look up to someone clapping their hands. "Congratulations, you made it."

The last masked man, the phantom of the opera.

"Is it over? Did I win?"

"You sure did Sweetheart." He steps closer. "And the winner gets a special prize. You ready?" He strokes your cheek. You look into his eyes feeling flutters in your stomach as he stares back into yours.

"Yes." You whisper.

As soon as the word leaves your mouth, four figures pop out of the shadows.

Scarecrow

Skeleton

Pumpkin

Red Devil

They all stand around you in a circle. "Boys, it's time to treat our girl, right," Phantom informs them.

They all nod. The first one to approach you is phantom. He picks you up and lays you on top of a flat stone and for a moment you think you were about to be sacrificed. But he starts to strip his clothes off instead.

You stare at him with googly eyes, staring up and down at his god-figure-like body. You didn't even notice you were biting your lip hard till a tiny spill of blood slid down.

Those biceps and his hard abs were a treat alone. You were aching to be smothered by him in a hug.

"Your dress... off now." He commanded.

You practically ripped it off your body. There were several growls growling at you, you looked at them confused about why but when Scarecrow pointed down to your chest you looked.

No bra.

You gulp loudly when Phantom towered over you, pinning your arms above your head as he snarled at you. "Why aren't you wearing a fucking bra."

"B-because- I-i t-the d-dress- it- um

You didn't make sense speaking gibberish.

He gripped your chin and you're forced to look into his dark eyes. "Don't let it happen again."

"Okay." You nodded slowly.

He leaned and kissed you softly as his hands wandered down and he began to massage your breasts. A soft moan escaped your lips and vibrated against his mouth. If it wasn't for the shift movement, you wouldn't have been reminded that there were four other guys around you, watching the two of you tensely.

"You're going to give yourself to me. I'm going to take your virginity and we're all going to have our way with you. You have been chosen." He murmurs as he trails his kisses down to your lower abdomen.

"Chosen?" You murmured back.

"Yes, you have been chosen. Tonight you will be honored, among other things." He smirked.

"How did you know I'm a virgin?"

You hear Ransom chuckling in a low tone.

Of course

He starts to stroke himself and you start to panic as he's rather big. "That is going inside me?" You gulped, eyes widened.

He smirks. "Every inch."

"Is it going to hurt?" You whisper as he lines himself to your entrance. "Yes." He doesn't lie.

He saw the panic in your eyes. "Red Devil come here." He ordered.

He steps inside the circle. "Kiss her, have her distracted till I'm all the way in."

Red Devil lifts his mask to his nose, dips his head, and crashes his lips against yours. You moan softly as he deepens the kiss, he holds your hand in place.

Phantom begins to enter his tip and automatically whimpers against the Red Devil. "She's squirming too much, keep her in place." Phantom let out a groan.

Scarecrow and Pumpkin approach, each one on each side holding your body down. Skeleton grips your hands down as Red Devil keeps kissing you.

Phantom's groans become louder as he goes further in and you begin to shed tears. "Just do it, already. The anticipation is killing her." Scarecrow huffed.

"Fuck you, you would take your time with her too. She's fucking tight." He grunts.

"Focus on me, baby." Red devil whispers. "M-kay-

"Aaah!" You let out a scream for two reasons. Phantom slammed himself all the way in breaking your hymen and two, Red Devil bit down on your lip.

He jerks his head forward and stays still. "Everyone back the fuck up, now." He still has his head hung down. Scarecrow and Pumpkin release their hold on you and Red Devil backs away. Skeleton also known as Ransom reluctantly also backed away. "I get dibs next, I was the one who coronated her." Said Ransom.

"Whatever." Phantom lifts his head up and flips him off. He starts to thrust, groaning as he empowers each thrust. You feel your heat welcoming him, loving how good he feels rubbing against your walls.

You moan uncontrollably, as your eyes roll to the back of your head. "Fuck." He curses, grabbing your legs, and throwing them over his shoulders as he picks up the pace.

"How does she feel?" One of them grunted out but you couldn't tell who it was, as you were too busy seeing white lines.

"Fucking perfect." He pants.

"Fuck I'm not going to last! She's fucking clamping down on me." He squints his eyes closed as you scream in ecstasy. He paints your insides white as he cums in you.

"My turn." Ransom grunts out. "Would you at least wait till my dick is out of her, you fucking horn dog." He retorts.

"Remember Skeleton, we wear a condom with her. The only one who gets to feel her bare is Phantom." Scarecrow tells him as if he was a child.

"I don't know why, I was the one who told you guys about her. Why does Phantom get to be the only one to fuck her raw."

Phantoms slid out of you making you flinch slightly. "Because I'm the leader, fucker." He spats.

"What do you two think?" Ransom ignores Phantom and speaks to Pumpkin and Red Devil instead. "If her cunt feels just as good as her pretty little mouth then yea I wouldn't mind feeling her bare." Pumpkin muses.

Red Devil scoffs. "Well, then we have our answer because you were a greedy fucker and kept her longer than your original time."

As you can tell he was still upset about the double treat...

"Would you guys shut the fuck up, Skeleton fuck her already if not I'm taking your turn." Scarecrow groans.

"I think the fuck not." He snarls. Ransom picks you up like a rag doll and has you in a doggy-style position. Ransom slaps your ass hard and groans. "Remember when I said you were going to regret it, I'm going to hate fuck you so good that you'll fall in love with me." He whispered in your ear.

You hear the crinkle of the condom wrapper ripping. He puts it on. "Ransom don't, not in my-

Before you could finish he smacks your ass again making you jump forward. "Skeleton, fuck her pussy, we'll save that hole for another day." Phantom orders.

He scoffs. "I can have my way with her, I don't need to listen to you."

"I marked her first, my cum is filled inside her. You will do what the fuck I say. You could choke her, do other shit but you won't fuck her ass tonight, she's not ready." He grits out.

Ransom growls behind you. "Fine." He spits out.

In the same position, he enters inside, immediately reminding you of the pain that comes in the beginning. He yanks your hair back and forces you to stare at Phantom who swallows hard watching Ransom fucking you hard.

It shouldn't turn you on but it does. You can see Phantom getting hard again and that does something to your core.

"Look what you're doing to him Y/N, what you're doing to all of them." He taunts in your ear. You glance at Pumpkin, the red devil and scarecrow who's burning holes at you and Ransom.

Pumpkin and Scarecrow are palming themselves against their jeans as Red Devil's gaze is right on you. You can feel his eyes making love to you. You moan watching all of them stare at you.

"I knew you were a slut, not once did I buy your innocent act." He chuckled darkly.

Ransom fucks you harder and you feel him twitching inside you. He wraps his hand around your throat and squeezes hard, you gasp, throwing your head back, your eyes rolling to the back of your head again. "Well look at that, you're no longer pouting, sweet cheeks."

"R-ransom i-i'm cu-

"Give it to me, slut." The degradation was enough to trigger your orgasm and you cum as he spills inside the condom.

You find yourself screaming as he bites hard on your shoulder. "I guess we both marked her." He taunts Phantom who snarls.

"I'm marking her next, come here baby." Pumpkin was already secured with a condom when he snatched you from Ransom.

He leans you against the stone, wrapping your legs around his waist and he doesn't waste any time, he starts to fuck you. "Fuck you do feel good, so fucking tight." He groans.

You no longer feel any mascara on your lashes, it's smudged all over your face thanks to them three. But it's not over yet, you still have Red Devil and Scarecrow.

He tugs and plays with your breasts as they bounce up and down as you rock your hips forward meeting his pace. "Mhmm, you are a little slut, you like getting fuck by five guys?" He pinches your nipple.

"Y-yes!" You cry out, feeling another orgasm rising.

"You are going to be so much fun, go ahead baby, cream me." He coos.

You scream once again, digging your nails on his back and you cum for the third time. He grunts in victory, spilling inside the condom.

He pulls out and Red Devil steps into the frame. "He's a greedy little fucker, isn't he?" He tells you.

You wrap your arms around him, snuggling close as you're starting to feel sleepy and sore. "You can be greedy too... I don't mind." You whisper groggily.

He prepares himself. "I think I'll take up on your offer sweetheart." He caressed your cheek. He kisses you tenderly. "Hang on." He soothes.

You whimper again feeling him stretching you out, they all have been but it feels so good. You hang on to him as he goes into stealth mode, you can tell he has a dark side but he can also be soft, at least with you anyway.

You bury your head into the crook of his neck, not being able to do anything about it you just take the pounding he's giving you till you both cum.

"Greed's hell of a drug." He whispers, kissing you once more. "I'll kick Greed's ass if he doesn't move." Scarecrow deadpans behind him.

He kisses your forehead. "She's all yours." He stepped to the side.

Scarecrow closes the distance between the two of you. "I told you, you'll be seeing me again." He parts your lips with his thumb. "I-i don't know if I can handle another orgasm." You swallow.

"I believe in you."

You slowly nod. "If you pass out I'll stop." He assures. "Okay." You nod again.

You don't feel achy anymore when he enters you, you're getting used to the stretch. You inhale a deep breath as you wrap your arms around his large body, all certified lean muscle.

He hitch a breath, feeling how wet and slick you are down there. "God damm." He pants.

"I have to say, I'm glad we finally listened to Skeleton." He mumbles. "Fuck you asshole." Ransom glares at him.

"Scarecrow, she's getting close, make our girl feel good." Phanton palms his hard erection.

"With pleasure." He teases.

He plunges in and out of you, making you cry and whimper. "Oh my god." Your lips quiver.

"No gods here, Witchy. Just devils." He says in a sultry tone. You bite your lip, hot and not bothered by his comment.

You want him, you want all of them.

You need all of them.

The five hellraisers.

Our bodies condense, the sounds our bodies make echoing throughout the corn maze. "I- S-scarecrow, don't stop, even if I pass out." You say in the heat of the moment.

He groans, picking up his pace. "You can handle it, keep your eyes on me." He coaches you.

Your mouth opens wide, your eyes bulging out of their sockets. "I-

"Eyes on me, Y/n. Keep your eyes on me. Stay with me baby girl, we're almost there."

"I-I can't-

You cry, shaking your head.

"Yes, you can, look at me, focus on me." You look into his eyes through his mask. You breathe heavily as you focus on his eyes and somehow you manage to orgasm without passing out. He catches you as your body convulses uncontrollably.

He rubs your back as he holds you. "I told you, you could do it." He says in a playful tone.

"N-no more." You say tirelessly.

"Course has been completed. Congratulations Y/N, your initiation is finished." Phantom speaks.

"Initiation?" You say hazily.

"You just became the five hellraiser's girl. You belong to us now."

"Who's us exactly?" You say.

He takes off his mask revealing his face, Pumpkin follows then Red Devil, Skeleton who was a dead giveaway, and lastly Scarecrow.

You look at each one of them, now recognizing them from school.

Ransom's friends or should you say, brotherhood of some sort.

Ari Levinson- Phantom

Steve Rogers- Red Devil

Lloyd Hansen- Pumpkin

Andy Barber- Scarecrow

Ransom Drysdale- Skeleton

Ari approaches you first, caressing your cheek. He opens the palm of his hand revealing something. "We each will give you a ring, if you accept them you will always wear them. You are not to take them off, this is how everyone in school will know you belong to the hell raisers. So what do you say Y/N?"

"Put it on me." You don't hesitate. He chuckles as he slides the ring down your ring finger. It's a white colored ring just like his mask.

He kisses you before taking a step to the side. Steve comes up next and you stick his hand out to him. He slides a red-colored ring on your middle finger, kissing your hand when he's done. Lloyd shoots you a wink as he puts his orange-colored ring on your index finger. Andy brings your thumb to his mouth kissing it softly as he slides his off yellow-colored ring on your thumb.

Last, Ransom comes up to you with a smirk. "May I sweet cheeks?"

You stare at him for a moment. "I suppose." You say cautiously. He slides his black and white colored ring on your pinky.

"Welcome to the club sweet cheeks." He smiles. You hook your pink with him and you two pinky promise each other.

"So what happens next?" You ask.

He chuckles, looking over to Ari, who smirks.

"Reign."

You had no idea what he meant but as long it also means you get food and cuddles, you're down for it.

Let's reign hell, hellraisers.

THE END.

#fanfic wattpad #wattpad writer #wattpad #fanfic writing #smut #ari levinson #steve rogers #andy barber #ransom drysdale #lloyd hansen #chris evans #ari x reader #steve x reader #andy x reader #ransom x y/n #lloyd x reader #marvel fic #marvel smut

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beautyawoken · 7 months ago

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@talebytale location: outside in the yard behind the castle

the festivities were going pretty well, guests from all around were meeting & conversing - in his name, which still felt a little strange. maybe even overwhelming. a little too overwhelming, so after hours inside, he snuck out the back into the yard to get away from it all. even if just for a little while. the sun had set by now, so it was a little chilly outside, but not too cold - so he didn't need to get a coat.

fingers brushed along the cold rock wall that took over when the thorns & brush ended. palm flat against it, letting the cold wash over him to ground him. deep breath. eyes closed, he held his breath. one. two. three. four... eyes snapped open when wings fluttered behind him & he spun around only to realize.. "ah, you." a crow. "you scared me." he said with a little chuckle sounding, "yeah, i know - there's a lot of people in there. it's quite fun, i wish you could try it." the crow caws, wings fluttering - before it flew off.

ari watched it leave & sighed softly. sometimes he wished he, too, could just fly away.

#talebytale; maleficient #talebytale [001]#talebytale #ari x maleficient #hope this works <3

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ferallove-for-tx2 · 2 years ago

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Tengen X Reader Soulmates

When you turned 13 years old, a mark appeared on your side, it looked like it was a red jewel and you heard that the mark was the symbol that you shared with your soulmate. You were filled with exhilaration to find your soulmate one day, but that was when you were a little teenager. You were now a 22 year old Hashira that slayed demons and had barely any hope for finding the soulmate. Whenever you looked at your mark, your fathers words came back to you that it was just a myth, and you were slowly starting to believe him. You were currently walking to the training grounds when all of a sudden, you heard your crow coming.

“CAW CAW! Y/N L/N THE CONSTELLATION HASHIRA AND TENGEN UZUI THE SOUND HASHIRA HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED TO INVESTIGATE THE TOWN LEMONISO CAW CAW!”

“Jeez okay, I am literally right here no need to burst your vocal cords.”

You said as you glared at the crow but it just flew off and you sighed. You turned around and walked until you saw Tengen and when he saw you, he grinned.

“Well hello Y/n, looking flashy as always.”

He chuckled and you greeted him back with a smile and a small blush adorning your cheeks.

“Hey Tengen, ready to go?”

He nodded and you both set off for the town. You both walked in silence for about an hour before Tengen said.

“Hey, do you have a plan for this? If you don’t then we have to come up with one.”

You glanced at him and turned back to the path in front of you before replying.

“By the pace we are going we should arrive sometime before the sun falls so we should investigate and try to find information about the demon.”

“Alright.”

He agreed, you both walked until you reached the town and you were about to approach a young man and ask him questions but Tengen stopped you.

“We should not draw attention to ourselves, let's just scout the area.”

You sighed before complying and following him. For the next hour, you both looked around the town and something caught your eye. You saw a missing poster and gestured for Tengen to come look at it.

“Look at this, this might be the doings of a demon.”

He bent down and studied the poster along with you and then stood up straight.

“Alright this is our first piece of evidence, good eye Y/n.”

You smiled and you both walked around the town some more until the sun set and it was nighttime. You and Tengen went opposite ways and started patrolling the town and the woods around it. You were walking along the woods when you heard rustling, you turned your attention to the general direction of the sound and waited a beat before walking towards it. All of a sudden, you saw something jump into the air so you immediately jumped backwards and unsheathed your sword.

You watched the demon land and got into a battle ready stance, you were about to attack it when you saw that the demon had writing on its eyes, ‘A new Lower Moon one? This should be interesting.’ You thought to yourself and then the demon spoke out to you.

“Ooo it looks like I’m in luck tonight, I get to kill a Hashira!”

“Actually it’s the other way around, you get to be killed by a Hashira.”

You corrected the demon with a smirk and it rolled its eyes. You charged at the demon and slashed towards it and it barely jumped and stumbled away. You ran straight towards it and it started to panic a bit.

“H-hey! Stop attacking me, you’re gonna kill me!”

“Well, yeah that’s the plan duh.”

You replied, becoming annoyed by this demon and wanting to end this mission soon.

“Constellation Breathing, 4th Form, Aries.”

You jumped in the air and dived towards the demon and when you were close enough, you slashed your now glowing blue sword towards the demon.

You cut the demon’s torso in half and were about to go for the neck but then you heard Tengen behind you.

“Hey, I want in on the fun!”

He yelled and the demon took this opportunity to swipe at you and it managed to scratch and rip your uniform. Blood started dripping and the demon jumped back as its torso reconnected and you clutched your side. Tengen wasted no time jumping in front of you and protect you while you recovered. He looked over his shoulder and saw you putting pressure on your side and then saw something that made him cease his movements.

He saw a red jewel that was marked on your skin, ‘That’s her soulmate mark…’ he turned his attention back to the demon that was now racing towards him and he knew he could waste no more time.

“Sound Breathing, 5th Form, String Performance.”

Tengen held the chain of his twin swords and rotated the blades with great speed and ran towards the demon and when he reached it, his blades sliced the demon into smaller pieces and when the demon was unable to move, Tengen decapitated it. He didn’t wait for the demon to disintegrate and instead ran towards you and embraced you.

“Hey hey! Don’t hug me too tight, this wound still stings.”

You said and he loosened up.

“What is this for anyways?”

You asked as you awkwardly hugged him with one arm while the other held your bleeding wound. He kneeled next to you, untucked his shirt, and revealed a matching red jewel mark and he grinned.

“I’m really glad to know that I have a strong, flashy soulmate!”

You blinked in disbelief before giving him a warm smile and wrapped your arms around his neck. You did it, you found your soulmate and proved your father wrong, and it just so happened that your soulmate was the very same man that you had feelings for before your discovery.

#tengen x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #requests open #feel free to ask questions #tengen uzui

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froppy-butterflyfan2000 · 2 years ago

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Ah, the beach, it is a wonderful time to goes surfing and building sandcastle with your friend, Phoebe Jacobs. Especially when it is the season is now summer, the best season of your entire life, Cordelia Thomas Butterfly! You can goes and have fun at the beach every day until September.

However…

A hardstyle music start to play in the background. That is odd? You could have swore that you heard only just seagull cawing and the ocean waves with car driving and the smell of gas in your nostril. You listen to the music carefully and felt drowsy, not before picking up the beautiful melody. A familiar melody.

Your eyes widen in absolute shock and fear. Your mind went down memory lane, when The Magical High Commission and Dari, with inside help, manage to saves you.

“Interesting,” said the Magic Aficionado, Dari Oridonia-Bloomgren examined you. You felt uncomfortable when being watch. Especially when you were in your mermaid form. You hate being the center of attention. “Who would have thought a mewman is powerful enough to put a mermaid to sleep. Wish I were there for further research.”

“Be careful what you wish for. Wishes do have consequences as well,” said Rune, a member of The Magic High Commission. Then they turned to you. Their eyes are serious and concern for your safety. “Don’t listen to her music, Princess Cordelia,” they said. “You’re lucky you made it back alive. She is a dangerous criminal.”

Remembering Rune’s warning, you grabs a hold of your best friend’s hand and fleeing to safety.

“Oh no, no, no! I should have listen to Rune’s warning! And Dari’s-!” You said, then quickly realize something. “I need to get her advice!”

Phoebe, your best friend and current wielder of your wand is surprise and do not know what it is going on. The music and your reaction.

“Since when you listen to Dari?” Phoebe questioned.

As you and your best friend run for safety, Sloth, also known as Morphea Greason Butterfly take a notice of the two girls fleeing. It is absolutely tiring to look at the two, after finally coming to this universe. Oh well. They will never escape her concert. Meanwhile Apollo, whose listen to Morphea’s music, sadly passed out and is now sleeping on the pavement. Oof.

Apollo, son of Brittany Wong and Oskar Greason belongs to @yah-gurl-ari

Cordelia Thomas Butterfly, Dari Ordonia-Bloomgren, Phoebe Jacobs, and Rune belong to @aj-thegreatest

Morphea Greason Butterfly belongs to @dangerpack/@citadelstarcosevendeadlysins

#morphea greason butterfly #morphea #sloth #cordelia and phoebe #Cordelia Thomas Butterfly #Dari Ordonia-Bloomgren #rune #Apollo #Phoebe Jacobs #citadel of starco: the seven deadly sins #starkie #ostar #citadel of Starco: the seven deadly sins fanfic #CAP fanfics #🐚#🎹#💖#🔮

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bpdvatsunaka · 1 month ago

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I fucked up in shotcut last night and accidentally made a really scary image.

#Eva torment nexus?#ari caws #diana venicia #diana #pjeg #project eden's garden

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corvidbunny · 4 months ago

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Happy valentine's day chat. There is only hope for me if i somehow get pspspsp'ed into a polycule situation

#bun caws #/j #i wougld be too scared i don't think it would happen. i like ari but I'm so scared that I'm swallow and baseless with it #what if ☝️ i only like the idea of her and the attention she gives me. like a greedy hog. like i ws doing w g*by probably

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aroallo-corvid · 1 year ago

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Call me Ari or call me Crow (I have literally no preference between the two)

I made this blog so I could have a dedicated space to post aromantic and aroallo content because I felt my main blog was getting messy

they/them, it/its, he/him

aromantic, bisexual, aplatonic, loveless, heartless

genderfluid, multigender, non-binary

i'm autistic & have anxiety

i'm welsh

don't really have a dni but i will block if you're being bigoted etc.

don't involve me in shipping discourse because i don't understand it and i don't take part in much shipping (to clarify this is about proship and antiship or whatever. not about shipping aspec characters - you can talk to me about that)

same goes for syscourse, i'm not a system so i don't feel it's my place to participate in discourse i don't fully understand/get the nuance of

anyone can follow, regardless of whether you are aroallo or aromantic

if you private message me there's a low chance of me responding due to anxiety, paranoia, & not having my notifications on for tumblr

that being said, asks are on, and anon is on, so feel free to talk to me there!!

tags:

#crow cawing - me making posts talking about stuff

#aro songs / #aroallo songs - songs with aromantic / aroallo lyrics

#ari yapping - responding to asks/making personal posts

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link to masterpost of aroallo polls series

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sudcikis · 23 days ago

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I could tell you everything, technically, but I don't want to spoil it for you. I blabbed to Al Roker and he did a really good job at almost spilling the beans to all of America the literal next day after Big Slick. I'm pushing for a 2026 release, I know people have waited a long time for it; they've got season 6 of Slow Horses coming out, and Season 2 of The Studio, a new season of Trying, so there's a lot of big releases next year. It's not a silly question at all, I'm a city boy learning on the fly also; Bucks are generally beefier, and heavier, and have more pronounced horns than does. Lady goats are more slender. We have boer goats which are apparently the best for meat, but we're not a working farm like that, they're just to giggle at. Liz grows veggies and our chickens happily lay eggs which we either eat or gift to friends. I like the idea of having a theme with the animal names. The original chickens we got are all named after the Chicken Run chickens. We have two Indian Runner ducks that have Star Wars themed names, and the other five have Beatrix Potter names. My son named our Ayam Cemani rooster Papa Emeritus after the singer from Ghost because he's all black, and our other rooster is a Brahama and he's the size of a toddler, he's massive, and he's ruler of the roost and caws when there's danger so he's Foghorn Leghorn. When we moved here, there were two geese on the property, we decided to name those Waldo and Amelia after the geese from Aristocats. They've mated so we know there's one of each. They're the landlords. The horses came with their names so we didn't change those. It is Planet Ari, we're just living on it. You're going to be so busy when the trailer drops, you and your lady! People are so ready, I'm so ready! I already have a date set with my daughter to go and see it when it comes out, and I already know I'm going to be so proud of you.

Ah, the golden handcuffs of an NDA -- we hate to see it, but we completely understand. Yay for filming soon, though! I bet you'll be excited to get things off the ground there. Streaming in 2027 sounds like heartbreak to me, so I'm crossing my fingers for 2026. Lady goats, huh? Are lady goats more distinguished than non-lady goats? Forgive me if that's a silly question, but I truly know absolutely nothing about goats -- obviously. I absolutely love that you named your chickens after the Golden Girls. Seriously, I think that just made my day -- incredible. Planet Ari... I love that, because that's really what it feels like sometimes. Like I'm in my own universe. Things are swell over here -- my heart might burst when the For Good trailer drops tomorrow. Other than that, I'm happy as a clam and preparing to be a very busy -- but happy -- clam.

#ariigrandes #𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 | chat

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coldfanbou · 2 years ago

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TIAM IS Side Stories: A Family Trip

A little Mina and twins trip.

You and Mina each strap a baby to your chest for the first part of your trip. Ari is on your chest, watching the few people at the station pass by while Hina looks at her mom. As you board the train, you put the stroller into the overhead compartment and take a seat next to Mina. "Kind of exciting, isn't it?"

She smiles and nods. "I'm glad we get to take Ari and Hina out. It's nice. So what did you plan today?"

"There's a park by a beach a little ways away. I thought it would be good to go there." While still in Osaka, you thought it would be fun to take Mina out. You looked around and found Isogi park. A park that was out of the way from most areas. You were only a bit disappointed that it was impossible to get a car. However, you would make the best of the situation. On the train, Ari would try to get Hina's attention most of the ride; unfortunately for her, Hina would be sleeping most of the time. The early morning departure meant that the twins got up early; Ari had much more energy, though, and wanted to play. The lonely train ride to the park left her with few people to interact with. Occasionally you would stand up and look out of the train's windows with Ari still attached. She would bang on the window and babble to herself.

Whenever the two of you caught glimpses of the ocean, Ari would bounce in her pouch. Ari would look at Hina and yell with her unintelligible baby speak to her sister to look outside. "Okay, Ari, don't yell." Mina would say as she stood up and stood next to you. She adjusted Hina so she could see the ocean as it passed. At your first opportunity, you took Mina's hand in your own. Glancing at her, you see her gummy smile; Mina stared out at the ocean. She took small side steps to scoot closer to you. "This is nice."

"Yeah,"

"I'm glad we could spend some time together…just us and our kids." You felt Mina's thumb run over the back of your hand. You lean over and kiss her head.

"It’s nice being able to spend time like this." You and Mina stood watching the ocean in your own little world until it became a city. Ari and Hina cried out, sad that the large gray buildings replaced the blue waves. You and Mina pulled out a few snacks, which calmed them.

Soon enough, you must get off the train and catch a bus that would take you to the park. Once there, Hina and Ari are free to wall around the park. You hold Ari's arm as she tries to tag Hina. Hina is distracted by the trees and doesn't notice until Ari nearly pushes her over. She pouts and has to be consoled by Mina before she chases down Ari. The children spend some time playing around while you and Mina take a seat by a log table. You both laugh as you see a new side of Hina. She had cawed at Ari. "Did she just do that?" Mina asks while laughing.

"She did. Hahaha, I think Hina might have spent too much time with Dahyun."

"Don't say that. I'm sure she learned it from someone else."

"What if she does Dahyun's eagle dance next?" You joke.

Mina covers her mouth as she laughs. "Oh no, imagine our little Hina doing that." You both laugh at the idea and continue to watch the children. Eventually, you pick up Ari.

"Mina, follow me. The ocean is down this little path." Mina follows you along with Hina in tow. You carefully walk down the rocky path and reach the point where the water meets the rocks. Ari and Hina immediately get excited and stare out at the ocean. As you turn your head back, you see Mina's gummy smile form in all its glory. She doesn't notice as you pull out your camera and snap a few pictures of her. Her slightly frazzled hair, Hina attached to her via a carrier, the image made you smile. "I think they like the ocean more than you, Mina."

"Maybe…" she says, nudging your stomach with your elbow. "Hey, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Am I going to get a ring too?"

"Maybe. Are you jealous of Jihyo?"

"No," Mina says, puffing her cheeks out afterward. "But am I getting one?" She says, her index fingers poking each other as she looks away from you.

You ruffle Mina's hair and kiss her forehead. "Don't worry about that, Mina. I won't ruin a surprise."

You both stand there and walk down the rocky path catching different glimpses of the ocean before eventually returning to the park.

"We should get back and get something to eat." You say, ending the little date to the park. You think that you may have to plan your proposal sooner than later now that Mina’s started asking about it.

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Diasmonia was quiet, a perfect quiet morning if you well. The crows caw softly against the chilly yet welcoming winds. The sun barely peeks out of the soft grey clouds. It was a perfect morning.

A perfect morning mood too for all!

Everyone from the dorm was all in high spirits joy all morning long from Lilia's more cooled and happy melody hums, Malleus eager hop within his footsteps as birds land on his horns chilling, all the way to Silver and Sebek eagerly chatting as they walk to their classes. In all honesty it's really sweet. But also in all honesty it was a weird sight for everyone.

"What got them all chippy?" Asked Ace as he eats some breakfast in the mess hall with his fellow first year school mates. Ortho smiles as he takes out the USB out his mouthing port of his mask, "It's February 14th silly! Big brother has something special plan for Draconia Senpai." Jack look at the smallest of the group with an arched brow, "Video games in the dorm?" Blue fire shakes as Ortho nods no, "Nope. They'll be in Octavinelle at a lovely date."

Royal Sword Academy mummer in their glorious mess hall as many eat and chat away the mornings until classes start as a typical day glooms over them. That is-

"I can't wait for today~!" Chimed Arie as he eats, humming a lovely tune as he does, his hair today done down in a lovely braid with rose petals stuck in the knots. His friend in front of him, Neige, chuckle softly and spoke, "Valentine's Day plans?" The blonde nodded fast and eager with a giggle, "A nice garden date with three of the most beautiful, most perfect, most sexy people in the whole universe and all of Diasmonia for ourselves?" He giggles more as he smiles a doped up grin "How can I not be happy on today of all days??"

The room went in a stunned silence when a arrow hits a wooden beam closest to the table the two were at, making Neige to stand fast to see what it is. Upon looking better, he knows that arrow marking-

Eager and unafraid Neige hurried to the open window and looked down, a smile soon showing on his cute face when he sees his two beautiful lovers upon a beautiful white noble steed one with hos bow in hand while the older holds a large bouquet of red roses and lavender. Rook grins up at his dear prince while his Queen nuzzles the back of his shoulder peacefully, a hand held against his heart as it thumps softly against rib cage with his green eyes sparkling in passion and adornment. "One song, I have but one song. One song, only for you~" He sings blissfully, his cheeks aglow of peace pink. Neige softly swoon as he leaned against the railing as the crowd forms behind him to witness the two Pomfiore students of Night Raven Collage woo the heart of the dearly sweet Fairest Neige LeBlanche. "One heart, tenderly beating, ever entreating, constant and true~" Vil join in as a white dove lands on his hand, giving the feathery head a gentle kiss before it flies up to where the black haired beauty stands in awe. Neige smiles as he catches the bird, freeing the small scroll tucked gentle behind a ribbon against it's foot.

"Our dearest prince amour, As today is a day to celebrate and prove love of all forms we the Dorm Head and Vice Dorm Head of Dorm Pomfiore, Vil Schoeheit and Rook Hunt, invite you to a romantic evening within the gardens of Pomfiore with the finest cuisine and dinner as we dance and enjoy the evening sky painted before us. Sign with plenty love, Your Dearly Beloveds."

Neige smiles more with each line red, he soon brought the dove to his face and gently kiss the beaks so gently and watch the bird flies back down and gently peck both men's cheeks with a coo.

"I can't believe two Night Raven students managed to win over Neige freaking LeBlanche. Lucky bastards." A student mumbled while seeing said star giggle with a blush glow before he disappeared down the hall most likely to try and see the two freely.

Savannaclaw is nice and quiet for once as many of it's students have left to go to separate dorms or in town for the day as per Leona's request of freedom, the scent of cooking meat and sizzle hits the nose as the warm air hugs the flesh and bones of the three people cuddled together in the prince's large bed.

Ruggie soon crawls onto the bed and snuggled right in Leona's chest with a purr and giggle. "Cuddle bug." "Body Pillow." The four stop and look as Epel walks on over with a big tray of something yummy smell with his hair done up in a pony tail and a cute red and orange flannel apron around his small waist with his matching oven gloves on his hands. With a smile the boy placed the tray down showing one half of the tray being freshly cooked meats of wonderful cuts with some sauces in cute little jars and the other three delicious mouth watering smelling apple pies.

Esther nuzzles deeply against Silver's neck, the latter smiling as he nuzzles back, dark and light eyes watching as their little rose thorn and lighting bug dance barefoot on the grass of the dorm's garden. Like how Arie said earlier the day, Diasmonia was completely empty minus the birds and maybe a few other students who are also here, with a nice kitchen meal in thanks of the two knights who are enjoying the night with their lovers.

Arie giggles as Sebek catches them in a dip before leaning up and pecking the green haired male's lip softly, smiling softly as the moon created a halo around behind his head and the stars glimmer within his beautiful green orbs.

Starling walks around Night Raven's large auditorium as the stars shine just above them, a smell of roses and sage filling the air as they looked around.

"I know you, I've walked with you once upon a dream..."

The newer student stops and smiles as the sudden voice echos around them, a gentle wind blowing like an invisible hug.

"I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam... And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem..."

Starling's eyes scan the darkness before feeling cold yet gentle hands carefully feel towards their own from behind, yet they smile calmly and happy for the feel safe in the presence of the gentle deep voice singing. They turned their body to face those hands' owner and met with beautiful cranberry eyes that flutter in a happy gleam of peaceful glimmer, their voice matching back to their serenade master, "But if I know you, I know what you'll do, you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream."

The two danced together as Lilia hums the tune as if their own special live band playing a whole score for them and them alone.

"Get the gold get the gold!"

Ortho's fingers moved across his special game controller as he followed Gran's yelling while Hop plays beside him with Dominic helping him in the game. The screen was bright with the room just dimmed enough to show the blue lightening and the star and galaxy hologram above them, snakes of healthy and not so healthy are resting on the bed and floor along with many kinds of shoes, the bed filled with the little Shroud and his boyfriends playing a simple video game of one against the other.

After a few minutes of the three playing Ortho and Gran jumped on the bed giggling and high fiving each other, Timmy, and Toby while Hop, Dominic, Shelpy, and Snick playfully pout with Hop doing a very well act of over-dramatic "death" as he lays against the lightest hair of the seven. "Woe is me Dominic, we have lost again!" Ortho giggles and crawls over, kissing the blonde on the nose and them Dominic on the forehead. "Don't worry, I'm sure you guys can win next time-" Before the cyborg could finish the sentence he got grabbed hugged by Shelpy and Hop who laugh and/or yawn with either happy smooches or tired pecks on his pale cheeks that glow pink as he snorts and giggles.

Riddle walks down the halls of Octavinelle's special restaurant The Mostro Lounge with a small giggle of mischievous glee, red roses in his arms as he walked pass the halls that cover the ways in oceanic beauties. As he walked he caught the appearance of his two childhood best friends and hurried his step before hugging Trey tightly, Chenya joining in as soon as he saw it. The bigger man chuckles, "You seem happy." Riddle pokes his head out his large chest and smiles, a healthy glow among his cheeks, "Yes, I finished all my duties on time and managed to avoid a phone call with my mother." The cat man wrapped his tail around the small red head and purred a giggle as he nuzzled him, their rare hair mixing like a painting, "Sounds like our baby kitty needs a reward~" Riddle blushes hard and tried to scurry back, "No-" but his attempts of running away and denial was stopped when he ran into the third ginger show wraps his arms around his waist from behind, chirping, "No no I think you're right baby~"

Luckily for the dorm leader, the moment was hit paused when a pair of footsteps were heard and the four watched as Malleus and Idia walk along side each other with gentle smiles on their faces. "Happy Valentine evening everyone." Said Malleus, of course in his typical formal fashion while Idia just waved his hand small and said, "Yo." Cater let go of Riddle and ran over to them and gave them each a big and kisses and a handing of small boxes. For Malleus it was a mint ice cream flavored chocolate box, as for Idia it was an assortment of strawberry and normal pockies in beautiful wrappings.

The group walk further down the halls and made it to the restaurant in their path, a large white cloth table covered in fine silverware and shiny plates and rose petals of many colors by candle light and fine deserters and finger-foods waits for them eagerly. They all look at the table, then to each other, and smile before they made their way to their seats with Trey and Cater being the most gentlemen they are usually by pulling Riddle's and Malleus' chairs for them.

After everyone was seated cups of tea started to get poured in their places in thanks of Jade who seemingly appeared out of no one, only pausing to give Trey a sneaky kiss. Floyd appeared with the dishes in hand and like his twin stole a sneaky kiss among Riddle, Cater, Idia, and Chenya. And after everything from favorite drinks filled and favorite dinner dishes served in the finest way possible Azul finally appeared and took a seat in the middle of Idia and Riddle, dressed in a lovely light lavender suit with small flares of each partner's special colors.

Esther and Starling belongs to sweet boo @gay-salt-amber Happy Valentine's day boo!

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