#gonna answer an ask and then go eep...

[kopivie]

hades!wriothesley's constellation is cerberus, yes, but he also has a gardemek that takes the form of a massive three-headed dog. the thing sits motionless in front of his office seemingly powered off, but rumor has it that it roams the corridors of the fortress of meropide after midnight. the mechanical beast grows aggressive during the witching hour, although hades himself will often dismiss the rumors, saying that it is merely attending to unwanted guests.

as a matter of fact, what if he has several cerberus gardemeks? amongst the ranks of the gardemeks that lie in wait in their designated stations, there is also a cerberus mech on each level -- maybe two or three per level, each spaced out so as to maintain order and have all bases covered. when they walk, one can hear each and every one of their mechanisms clicking and turning. each step rocks the very ground they walk upon; a few prisoners (residents as wriothesley would probably correct you) have expressed their concern that a cerberus mech could end up drowning them all some day. of course those are just the ramblings of a paranoid prisoner (resident), but their worries aren't unfounded.

the very first time you tried to enter wriothesley's office, the cerberus gardemek stationed there nearly ripped you apart.

you're too terrified to even think to say the words that wriothesley told you to say when prompted. the gardemek spoke to you just moments earlier, the automated voice commanding you to state your name and business. you weren't aware that you were being timed either, so when you stutter one too many times and take too long to answer, the hulking automaton shifted its stance into that of a predator hunting its prey. it planted its front paws on the ground and lowered itself with its hind legs in the air. if this were a smaller, more... organic dog, it would've been mildly threatening at best. but this? this was menacing. you were not staring down at a dog that you could hide from -- you were being watched by death itself.

state your name and business, the beast warned you. you could hear the hiss of the joints in the jaw moving as it opened its mouth to reveal its silver serrated teeth. unlike the polished, humanoid gardemeks elsewhere in the fortress, the teeth seemed... dirty. rusted, even. your body went cold with the realization that it was likely dried blood.

your mouth opened to answer the question, but no sound came out. your head was a mess. if you don't answer the question, will your blood stain the once-silvery mass of teeth in this monster's mouth? you glanced at the floor briefly and saw that sure enough, the floor was a different color beneath your feet than it was anywhere else -- as if someone had done some intense scrubbing. you held your breath.

by this point, you were too terrified to provide the answer that the mech was asking you for. you briefly considered fighting your way out of this, but you can't take this thing on alone. a few armed gardemeks, maybe, but not something this massive. so, you squeezed your eyes shut when you heard the mech utter the words, "time has run out. eliminating intruder."

aaaand then i stopped writing because i'm falling asleep. obviously you don't die, but you get what i'm trying to say, right? right.

[moonchild-in-blue]

Massive thank you to you and everyone else who calls out how shitty it is to get mad at peoples interpretations. Sleep tokens music is romantic. Its also toxic. These statements can coexist. Its not your business if someone plays bloodsport or vore or hell even atlantic at their wedding. Youre not them, you dont know what the music means to them. If you see a weird take just roll your eyes and move on, its not a big deal. Absolutely sick and fucking tired of all these "why are you calling this romantic/sexy? Youre stupid and a terrible person!" takes like fucking relax. Media literacy is important yes. Respecting that this music is dark and personal to vessel is also important. Same goes for respecting how people relate to the music in dark ways. But as long as people are not saying things directly to vessel or fans about how their individual trauma is sexy then just chill out and respect peoples different interpretations. It sucks that i cant talk about how i view certain songs without being called horrible things and having really fucked up vitriol aimed at me. Yall need to grow the fuck up and get over yourselves. Im not thinking of your personal shit when i call a certain song romantic/sexy, i dont even know you, sometimes im thinking of my own trauma actually lol. Lets all discuss this music maturely where we respect each other and what each of us as individuals bring to the table for interpretation, stop making this fandom toxic as hell for anyone who doesnt agree 100% with your own interpretation. (Also the whole "youre not allowed to say this song is romantic/sexy" thing is very dismissive of some peoples trauma in itself, it ignores how messy someones feelings toward their abusers/toxic partners can be. Pretty fucked up to call a trauma survivor stupid or a terrible person because a song reminds them of their positive feelings towards someone who hurt them) Anyways yeah, just tired of people being so harsh because they refuse to see other peoples perspectives. I genuinely think one of the most toxic aspects of this fandom is the vitriol over different interpretations, people act like outright children at times with it im ngl, especially with more sexual discussions. It also feels infantilizing towards vessel at times, hes a grown adult who put romantic/sexy elements in his music and he doesnt need people trying to protect him from those themes. Im rambling but this stuff pisses me off so much, this fandom needs to do better

Context post for the clueless ones - regarding my tags/replies

Here's the thing - I've been in fandoms for many, many, MANY years. This type of discussion isn't anything new nor unique to Sleep Token, but it sure does make a comeback quite often. It's tiring to keep repeating the same things over and over, but that's what fandom is all about isn't it?

Someone needs to say something, and I am not one to shy away from uncomfortable conversations like these. Something something, build your own community, be the change you wanna see, etc etc.

I've said pretty much everything I wanna say already under that post, but for the sake of clarity, and because I can't keep my mouth shut apparently -

Under the cut for length - you know the drill:

Music is art. And art is subjective. Meaning, each individual will have their own personal connection and interpretation of a given piece of art, which in this case is Sleep Token's music.

Did Vessel write the songs with a certain intent or meaning? Most likely yes! It's not hard to connect the dots and guess what events/emotions might've transpired and served as inspiration for them (accuracy to personal life is irrelevant and none of our business, but it's also no rocket science to understand what's been said).

Can we establish a base meaning for any given song, or better, can we have a general consensus of what a song is about based on its lyrics and themes? Absolutely! Not every song is like that, but we can all agree there's a lot of recurring themes of past relationships and mental health struggles.

Is it wrong to diminish the songs to one basic element (eg. the sexual undertones) and/or completely disregard the bigger, more important theme? I'd say it is.

Giving Atlantic as an example (which as a lot of you know, is my most favourite song of them and very dear to me): this one has some very blatant references to suicide and depression. Regardless of whether it is based on irl events or not (none of our business!!!), it is extremely heavy and emotionally charged. I find it incredibly disrespectful when people say random stuff during the rituals when he plays this one.

Or for example, how certain people reduce Sleep Token to "baby making metal", instead of acknowledging the insane (insane!) variety of genres and the profound lyricism they present.

Should we limit our views, and by extension, those of others, to surface-level interpretation, without allowing room for different views and interpretations, either fictional lore based or not? ABSOLUTELY NOT.

Vessel himself said to "not restrict ourselves to labels or genres because music transcends it all" (paraphrasing here). It's literally their whole thing. It's very hypocritical to be shouting from the rooftops about "media literacy" and assuming people are stupid or idiots for not understanding the basic, surface-level meaning of a song, when Vessel himself constantly writes in metaphors and half-truths.

I've touched on this a lifetime ago on one of my analysis, but if you *actually* look at the lyrics, you'll realise Vessel hardly ever says what he means. There's always something else behind his words, something he purposefully keeps hidden. It really sneaks upon you sometimes! I'm over a year in and I still find something new everyday on their music. That man has a way to weave in a hundred and one statements under a single sentence, that is just truly beautiful to study.

Is, say, The Love You Want, about a man (Vessel) mourning the fact that his love isn't reciprocated? Yeah! Is it about someone who, despite knowing they can never receive from their lover the attention and affection and care they want, will stay by their side anyways? It is!

Is it about bitterness, spiteful accusations aimed at the one person who should love you fully? Or a reflection of how little self-regard the singer has, so much that they are willingly and actively choosing to stay in a sinking one-sided relationship, because the alternative is too painful to bare? Can you flip the switch and see it as someone who is obsessively pursuing another person, and painting themselves as a victim? All of this, yes!

You can even eliminate the romantic aspect all together and apply it to a relationship with the self (past or future, or an alter ego), or a parental figure. The options are endless. There isn't one universal truth when it comes to music, and as such, all of these takes are 100% correct.

Many statements can be true at the same time - it doesn't make one more true or correct than the other. Simply different. The way we connect with music is very much dictated by our own life experiences, and no two people have lived the exact same life.

Can you prefer a certain way to look at a song, or completely disagree with certain takes? Absolutely! I know I sure as hell do! That's normal and expected and part of the fun in being in a community such as ours. More people means more ways to look at a song - isn't that just wonderful?!

Now, this is very obvious for most of us, but some people, especially in the younger rage, have been taught to look at things in a very black and white way. Not to be that person, but the truth is that the rise in awareness of social issues and "pc-ness", is slowly starting to eliminate the possibility of things being flawed and nuanced.

If you're wrong, you're awful. If you're right, you're obnoxious. Made a mistake? Get cancelled. Grow from your mistakes, but not like that. Learn from your actions, but change your whole personality in a day otherwise you're problematic.

You know what I mean.

Life isn't black and white. Art isn't black and white. Music isn't black and white. What may seem like a toxic, dark, obsessive depiction of a relationship to you, might translate to the deepest and most truest of loves to me. I can acknowledge something is Not Right, while still drawing my own conclusions.

Is Blood Sport a sad af song? Yeah! Definitely not the first thing I'd think of when in a happy relationship. But maybe that's the point. And maybe I do. And that's okay, and none of anyone's business. "Okay but The Apparition isn't a good example of a healthy and romantic-" TO YOU! Maybe that's what love looks like to me! Maybe I just happen to be into it! And what about it?

Maybe to me love comes with all the ugly sides too. The violence, the despair, the self-doubt. Who are you to dictate what I can or can't think? I highly doubt Vessel would go 🗣️ "WRONG! NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! >:::(", so why would you?

You can, and should, discuss the songs with others! Maybe some people do genuinely need a fresh pair of eyes to help them get to the juicy core of the songs - that's why we're here! To discuss, and exchange ideas! You can, and should, call people out when their engagement with the music is being harmful to others (joking and laughing during Missing Limbs? No bueno. Speculating about Vessel's personal life? VERY no bueno. Choosing a potentially weird song to walk down the aisle? None of your business + not your wedding + you weren't even invited + none of your business. Notice how I've been repeating that. Notice again).

You shouldn't, however, shame and ridicule others for having different views from you.

I think, rather than engaging in pointless discussions and start accusing people of being this or that, we should all exercise a little "don't like? scroll past". Is it harming you or others? No? Then scroll past! Is it an awful, truly horrendous take about something you're really passionate about? Okay! Disgusting! Scroll past! Good for them! 👍

Also - keep an open mind. We're all doing this living businesse for the first time, no one holds all the answers to everything. It's okay to change your mind. It's okay to say the wrong thing and backtrack. It's okay to make a mistake and learn and grow.

You know what's not okay? Being a dick to others because the thing you like is being misinterpreted. It's hard, I know!!! You can block people! You can scroll past! You can look at pictures of your favourite vessel and cleanse your brain!!!! I know I do!!!!!

And this is a last afterthought but - you don't get to complain about the fandom you're in if you're doing nothing to change that. I see many, maaaaany of you bitch about this and that, while having 0 engagement aside from the bitching. Like?? Maybe if you spent more time reblogging cool art or gifs and less time whining about literally everything, this would be a much more pleasant space!! And I DO get to be a little petty here because I sure do try my best to make this a fun and nice community. I am allowed a little bitching 😌

Anyways, tl/dr: don't be a dick; don't like - don't engage; keep an open mind; gaze upon the vessels. Peace and love yall 💙💫

[analoghorrorisyummy]

skdoo be brep be bap skdoo brep beep bap skdoo bop beep skbep beepo

*falls to my knees sobbing* (/j /silly)

PLEASE INFORM ME MR. BEEP BOP MAN-

(this is very fun to do since I genuinely have no clue what you’re saying 👍)

[pittsick]

mikaaaa !!!! congratulations on 400, you absolutely deserve it ♥️♥️

for your celebratory blurb game, might i humbly ask for some scenemo!patrick who gets a little submissive with reader ?(maybe reader messes with his tongue piercing.. hm.. up to you) (congrats again eep !)

saaaaage oh my god thank you so much !! this means a lot to me 🥹 thank you for following and supporting me!! i hope you like this 🤭

400 FOLLOWERS GAME.

scenemo!patrick x afab!girlfriend ★ smut. (mdni)

Patrick’s on his knees.

Not because you told him to—though he probably would’ve—but because he’s desperate, flushed, and already half-gone from the way you’re gripping his jaw.

“Tongue,” you say, voice low, and he obeys instantly, mouth falling open, tongue out, that stupid little silver barbell glinting in the low light.

You hum. “Still sore?”

He nods. Then shakes his head. Then blushes like he doesn’t know which answer will get him more attention.

“Guess we should find out.”

You lean down, slow, dragging your thumb over the barbell. He shudders. He’s such a mess for it—has been since the day he came home from the shop and pulled you into his lap, mumbling something like “bet you’re gonna love this” before shoving his tongue down your throat. That was two months ago.

Now? You love it too much.

You tug it between your fingers, twisting gently, and he makes a sound so needy you feel it between your legs. “F-fuck,” he pants, voice half-muffled, pupils blown wide. The feeling makes him hard, but it’s not about him right now.

“Language,” you murmur, mock-scolding, leaning in to lick into his mouth. He moans—actually moans—and grips your thighs like he’s afraid you’ll float away.

He tries to kiss you back, all messy and eager, tongue piercing clacking against your teeth, but you pull back and rest your hand on the top of his head.

“Patience,” you whisper. “Let me use you a little, yeah?”

His breath catches. He nods.

So you do.

You straddle his face on the bed a few minutes later, panties off and slick soaking his face already. Hips grinding slow and heavy over that pierced tongue, and he takes it. Loves it. Moans like you’re giving him something holy, tongue flicking and flattening just against your clit the way you like.

You glance down—his hands are fisted in the sheets, eyes shut tight, whining into you now, like the friction alone might make him come.

“Good boy,” you murmur, rocking down harder. “Fuck, you’re so good for me like this.”

He nods against your cunt, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed pink. The ball of this piercing hitting your clit with every lap of his tongue.

And when you come on his face, trembling and gasping, he keeps going—chasing it, greedy for every last drop like he doesn’t need air, just you.

God, he’s so easy like this.

And he’s all yours.

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[naileegigglez]

you asked for it.

summary: the demigod of chaos has had quite enough of your shit, onyn ring. (lee!onyn ring, ler!chikn nuggit)

warnings: this is a SFW tickle fic, don’t read if that’s not your cup of tea. i am biting the bullet and risking this showing up in main tags so i know this is gonna reach ppl who aren't in the tk community. pls be nice <3

a/n: hiiii baby’s first (published) tk fic woooo let’s gooooo!!!!! based off of the short of the same name but i write about onyn Getting Got instead because i have free will. he wants that demigod so badly!!!!!!!!!

and before we start: mr jackson was a great guy /ref

gurt: yo

"Chikn Nuggit, listen!" Onyn pleaded with the demigod in front of him, trying oh so desperately to get him to see his point of view.

"I must be terse... I think your friends are holding you back."

Chikn stared back at him. His face was null of emotion, his eyes but two blacks void of... Onyn himself could not make out what he was feeling. Even without speaking, it was obvious that he was daring the orange bat to continue speaking.

And that's what he did.

"You'd be well on your way on your journey to create the new reality if it weren't for them trying to halt you."

"...Ya think so?" was all Chikn could mutter out.

"Unfortunately, I do."

Chikn had no idea what this guy's deal was, why he wanted the near end of the world to happen again so badly. But to tell him he'd be be better off without his friends? The people who helped him come back to his senses and call off Armageddon?

That was one step too far for the demigod.

And he decided right now that enough was enough.

No one. No one. Is allowed to speak down about my friends like that. Like they're... obstacles.

...

"It's Armageddon you want, is it?"

Onyn was greeted with a quick but gentle pinch to the side, causing him to stumble forward with an "EEP!" He could not ignore the sense of a godly presence behind him, and upon turning around...

There he was.

Chikn Nuggit, in his true demigod form. Poised to do something Onyn was absolutely dreading.

Despite the dread welling up in him, Onyn couldn't get himself to break eye contact with Chikn. He was mesmerizing, terrifying in the best way possible. And the thought of what was about to happen next made the bat's heart flutter, made his face go a deep shade of red.

"Oh. my goodness," Onyn muttered, the alarm finally settling in as the demigod got closer to him. "I- uh- surely we can talk about this, we can come to an agreement in a different way, yeah?"

Unfortunately, his requests went unheeded.

"Then it's Armageddon you'll get."

Without any further warning, Onyn was tackled to the ground, his midsection being mercilessly tickled by the demigod.

“AH-! AHAHA- OHOHO MY GOODNESS!!” Onyn let out an uncharacteristic squawk of laughter, the blush dusting his face growing ever brighter. “I- NAHAHA- CHIHIKN!!”

"This is what you wanted, is it not?" There was no emotion in Chikn's voice, just nonchalance as he continued to wreck the researcher beneath him.

"I- IHIHI-!! N-nohohot what I had ihIHIN MIHIHIND-??"

"No? Then I do wonder... what else were you expecting of me, the Demigod of Chaos?"

God, did Onyn try his absolute best to answer. Turns out it's not so easy to think when you're being tickled within an inch of your life.

"I knew all along you wanted to see my powers in action. And look at you now, experiencing them first hand~" For the first time this interaction, there was a hint of amusement in Chikn's voice.

Onyn was in absolute shambles. His professionalism, his dignity, it was all but shattered, all at the hands of the demigod of all people.

To make matters even more embarrassing...

"...You're stimming."

It was brought to his attention that Onyn was subconsciously flapping his wings in front of him. He was, indeed, stimming.

And once he was given a brief moment of respite, he was mortified.

Onyn immediately gasped for air, feeling as if he had been underwater for the past few minutes."

I. I was. Wasn't I." he muttered, after finally gaining the ability to breathe again. As much as he tried to maintain his professionalism, The poor thing was blushing so much, it was almost comical.

"...How cute."

CUTE?!

"Wh.. HUH?!"

This wasn’t real. This had to be a product of Onyn’s overly wild imagination-

"I think I might just continue.”

“W-wait- WAHAIT-!!”

The tickles continued, and so did Onyn’s never ending stream of giggles.

“After all, you do seem to be enjoying this, are you not?”

“IHIHI- DOHON’T KNOW- I CAN’T!! PLEHEASE!!”

As much as he refused to outright admit it, Onyn was thoroughly enjoying himself. He hadn’t laughed this much in god knows how long, and to be tickled by the Demigod of Chaos himself was just… exhilarating!

...God, what was he thinking?!

"Mm.. I suppose I can give you an out," Chikn began, "but you'll have to do something for me first."

"AHAHANYTHING!!" The researcher exclaimed, a little too eager for his own liking.

Did he really want him to stop, though? Or was he just that willing to do anything for the demigod?

More importantly, could he stop being down bad for five seconds?

"I don't know what your motives are. But leave my friends out of it. I don't take kindly to people referring to them as.. in the way."

As if that wasn't obvious enough!

"OKAHAHAY- AHAHA! UNDERSTOOD!!"

And in the blink of an eye, as if none of this ever happened, Chikn was back to his usual dog form. Onyn slowly sat himself back up, desperately trying to catch his breath.

"Ya good?" Chikn seemed to be... quite chill. No bad blood after the interaction they had beforehand.

Meanwhile, Onyn was bewildered, to say the least. To think that he had just gotten the daylights wrecked out of him, and now he's being checked up on, all by the Demigod himself...

Amazing. Exhilarated. Electrified. So many words swam through his mind. How was he feeling?

"...Never better," is what he finally settled with, staring down at the ground with a goofy smile on his face.

*remainings voice* Hey Guys.

SO UM LIKE UHHHH I WROTE A TGJFLGJDLGi wrote. this. *pointing up that thign you jsut read. WHAT!

ok so yeah HOPE U ENJOYED MY FIRST EVER TK FIC i liked writing lee!onyn he's silly af.

(also idk what ur timezone says but it is around 11:30 pm on friday for me and i somehow fulfilled my original promise of getting this out when i said i would. you can do anythinf)

[billskeis]

Bill and female reader going out for dinner with Tom and friends, bill teases yn dangerously leading to them leaving sooner to have more fun🤫

��𐭩 bill’s dinner gone wrong (or not :3)

you sat across from tom who was conversing with some other friends both you and the twins met during high school. clear that there was no attention on the two of you, and being about an hour or so, bill sneakily placed a hand on your thigh, earning a quiet yelp that left him smirking.

it’s been like this the whole night. touching above and below places he shouldn’t have in public. kisses on your neck, whispers of how good you looked in that dress and how he couldn’t wait to just take it off. it was way more than poor little you could handle. but he wasn’t done just there.

“bill, please.. not now,” you pout, embarrassed of how quick and easy it was for him to get you so flustered.

he’s quick in his movements, and a night out that was meant to be spent with other friends feels as though it’s just you and bill in the room. but you had to be mindful. it’s almost erotic that this might as well be seen as one of those secret pornos. bill works his digits into your cunt, a soft squelch can only lightly be heard from between the two of you.

a tight grip on bill’s arm as he motions his thumb on your clit in circles, you curse your sensitive bud for shamelessly feeling so much pleasure in a public setting. you watch tom scarf down his food as he asks you a question, “what do you think y/n?? about our new album??”

“h-hm? o-oh! i think s’quite nice..” you bite down on your lip to choke back a moan with how bill curls his finger to assault your g spot, his arm aching from the awkward positioning of his arm, continuing anyway to watch as how you slowly break down.

“see! even y/n likes it.. i can’t believe you guys thought it was ‘just ok!’ absolutely not i will not take that as an answer..” tom continues to babble as he no longer faces you.

“eep!”

there wasn’t even teasing to begin with, bill went straight for it as he basically finger fucks you in the booth where you’re currently sat across his brother, trying to hold everything together to not reveal to anyone that your boyfriend right now is knuckles deep into your cunt.

“are you okay y/n?” one of your friends ask with a genuinely concerned look on her face. all you could do was pant and nod in response.

bill, placing his opposite hand on your arm smiles at the rest of the table as he chimes, “i think i’m gonna take her home, seems as though she is.. under the weather, right baby?” you look up at him with glossy eyes only to be met with a cheeky grin, a grin that held the secret possibilities of what he were to do with you later that night.

nipping on your ear, bill whispered, “my baby behaved so well during dinner.. how ‘bout i reward you, hm?”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

“f-fuck bill.. please don’t stop..!” whining as bill rams into your soppy cunt nonstop, pelvic bone momentarily bumping your clit as he brings his hips closer to yours. you loll your tongue out, bill hungrily joining his mouth with yours, never slowing down as his length stretches you out the burn feeling oh so good.

a groan escaping his lips, raspy and high, bill smiles at you as he thrusts, bringing his head down as he latches onto your nipple, licking at the bud as he speaks between licks, “god you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting to do this all day.. that hour went by—nmgh—s-so slow..”

it’s true. the moment that bill saw you in the outfit you wore to dinner that night, all he could think about was ripping it off and taking you then and there.

of course tho, he had some decorum.

fucking into your cervix, bill’s hand and mouth roams all over your body, hands messaging at your breasts and waist as he litters continues hickeys, your chest and neck bruised with the colourful reds and purples.

he was loud, and he had no shame about it. whorish moans emitted from your boyfriend as he pummels into you. arching your body to meet his thrusts deeper, bill meets you eye to eye once more to place breathless kisses on your mouth, licking sloppily as he tugs the bottom of your lip between his teeth.

“‘m gunna cum.. gunna c—mmngh..!” you moan as he quickens the pace. the both of you chasing your orgasms as you clench around him.

“fuck baby you’re soo tight for me huh? the things you do to me..” you hold onto each arm that rests on each side of your head for leverage as bill hovers above you. the impact of his thrusts shakes the bed stares down at you lovingly. seeing white, your eyes roll to the back of your head as your legs tremble, orgasm falling onto your body as waves of pleasure come at once.

“that’s right schatzi, come on this cock that you love so much.”

and being so cock-drunk has led you to grind your hips onto bill’s, dragging out the orgasm as much as you can you don’t even realize bill has already came, cum filling you up to the brim as he fucks it into you, some escaping and trickling down your cunt. “f-fuuuuck s’good..”

pressing a kiss to your temple, bill admires you under him, “can’t wait for the next dinner, next time, i’ll have you full nelson.”

waaaahhh i have a love/hate relationship w writing :c i love his arms bee tee dubz

ill try my best for u guys , i dont even have school i just work full-time !1!1! brb this weekend

[spirit-jello]

Im gonna fill ur page with requests BUTTTT

Imagine cockwarming gamer bf! while he's on a stream and ur trying ur best not to move

(and failing miserably bcuz everytime you move he pushes deeper inside u just so that u moan and he can humiliate the fuck out of u with millions of ppl watching)

Soooo I didn’t know who you were talking about so I just assumed I could choose my baby~ I hope you enjoy!

You were currently reading something online while your boyfriend was streaming. You were a bit needy, but since he was busy with his game, you decided to help yourself with some spicy stories. 

“Babe, can you come in here for a second?” You heard Gyuvin call out, so you quickly composed yourself and walked into his office. “Hm? Are you done streaming already?” you asked, and froze when you saw his camera was still on.

“No~ but I wanted to show you off! The viewers kept asking about you.” He smiled cheekily, pulling you closer by the waist. You giggled, before letting out a squeak as he started to pull you on his lap. “W-wait baby I can stand” You laughed nervously, not wanting Gyuvin to feel your wetness through the dress because you stupidly decided not to wear panties. You remembered your thought process, ‘easier access for when he’s finished.’ God you hate yourself right now.

“But how are they going to see your cute face?” He pouted, finally getting you to sit down and wrapping his arms around your waist. Luckily(for him not you) he could still easily play his game, so you stayed silent, trying not to squirm too much.

As for him, he didn’t notice at first until he started bouncing his leg in excitement, it going in between your thighs. Now he feels your slick on his pants. At first he started getting flustered, faltering his quick skills for a moment, before smirking at an idea that popped into his head.

Oh dear. You saw his dark eyes through the webcam, and knew you were fucked. Funnily enough, you didn’t think literally. 

“Give us one second viewers~ I have to fix something really quick” Gyuvin grinned, seeming innocent but you knew otherwise.

As soon as he muted and turned off his webcam, he lifted you up slightly and unbuttoned his jeans. “What are you doing??” you squeaked out, feeling his bulge through his boxers.

“More like what were you doing? Were you touching yourself without my permission?” He tsked teasingly, before pulling out his dick. “Baby, we can’t do this! Your viewers would start to worry if you’re gone this long-”

“Who said I was gonna be gone?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek before lining up to your folds, slowly pushing inside causing you to moan softly.

“Your punishment, cutie, is that you’re going to stay still on my cock, and if you even slightly move, I’ll bounce you once or twice. You wouldn’t want the viewers to hear your slutty moans would you?” You looked at him in shock, and a little bit of lust. 

“I’m back, viewers! Just had to troubleshoot some things.” Gyuvin smiled at the camera after turning everything back on, returning to his game.

For the first half, you were pretty obedient. But then you slowly got more flustered as time went on. You’d let out whimpers from time to time, as your pussy would pulse in need without warning.

Without thinking, you squirmed trying to calm yourself down. By the time you realized what you’ve done, it was too late; He acted as if he was just readjusting, when really he gently thrusted up into your special spot. You let out a little ‘eep!’ but luckily you were able to bite back anything more. Meanwhile, the chat has been overflowing with thirsty comments about you, causing Gyuvin to chuckle. 

“Guys, sorry to inform you but y/n is mine. Isn’t that right babe?” Gyuvin looked at you but instead of waiting for an answer, he decided to be an asshat and thrust up a bit rougher causing you to let out a soft moan.

_craddymommy_: Is she ok? >_>

Your_mom_69: Dayum she made that sound?

BigDEnergy_420: hot ;)

God this was humiliating. Also the last two are such lazy ass names? “She’s fine, just feeling a little flustered, she is camera shy right hun?” He pulled you closer as if that was possible, you staying silent.

As a warning, he pinched the inside of your thigh as you bit back a whine; “It’s rude to ignore the chat you know.” He whispered in your ear, before pulling back and continuing the game.

As he went on, every once in a while you’d move and he’d move his hips to hit your g-spot. 

After an hour more of ‘torture’ and many moans and concerned chatters, he finally leaned back and stretched, ending the live with “Sorry guys, I need to fuck my girlfriend.” 

Right after the end button was hit, Gyuvin wrapped his arms around your waist, one hand going down to your clit as he fucks into you roughly. “You know how- haah- how difficult it was to not fuck you into oblivion with millions of people watching you cum from my cock?” He moaned in your ear, before getting bored of the position and turned you around, picking you up easily with his dick in you at the same time, before going to your bedroom while occasionally slapping your ass. Barely making it into the room, he threw you down on the bed on your stomach. He pulls your ass up and goes back into your tight pussy, pounding hard causing your moans to turn into screams of pleasure.

“F-fuck~ Slow down- ah~!” You whined, with him just ignoring you. As you babbled almost incoherently, him letting out a raspy laugh as if he wasn’t just as needy. “Fuck baby, you drunk off my dick already?” He slammed into you, his balls slapping against your thighs.

As if you weren’t already fucked dumb, he started spanking you leaving handprints. 

“Mm~ such a fucking good girl. Mine. Say it. Say you’re mine.” He growled, suddenly getting possessive thinking of the viewers who might be jacking off over your moans. Sadly you were too dumb to respond, causing him to flip you around and pulling you into a deep kiss.

“Mine~ don’t you fucking forget that” He muttered against your lips.

 It didn’t take much longer before you were close, and right when you came, he followed shortly after. 

A few moments of being out of breath, and him laying down next to you, Gyuvin looked to his side to see you passed out. Letting out a weak chuckle, he got up with a groan and picked you up bridal style, carrying you to the bath. <3

A/N→Hope you enjoyed ya nasty(Kidding ILY POOKIE) This was way longer than I thought it’d be 💀

[rosiebarksstuff]

god.. being squashed between chris and josh who have fully realized you have raging crushes on them

eep!

Nonnie I love your big throbbing brain oml

Also I don't think this is what you were going for when you sent this, sorry about that :(

It starts with them not noticing, just being them.

Josh putting a hand on your thigh when sitting next to you, or jokes about how your cleavage is just to "distracting" he can't listen.

Chris being the gentleman he is, he just being nice instead of flirty, placing a large hand on the small of your back to guide you when things get crowded, fingers lightly touching your stomach when he's pulling your shirt down for you after your sweater pulled it up when taking it off.

But eventually josh kinda noticed how you'd tense and blush when one of them was around. So one night when you two were last two awake, he'd put a hand on your knee in a false friendly way, and watch you blush. Eventually saying something like--

"You keep blushing like that I'm gonna think you got a crush on me sweetie"

And when you don't reply, that's all the answer he needs. So of course the next day he runs to tell Chris.

"Cochise, I'm telling you! She likes us-"

"Dude- no way- You're delusional, sure we've both liked her since like for ever but-"

And after like 30 minutes of bickering, Chris finally realises, oh shit. Josh might be right.

Cut to a night when your sitting between Chris and josh, biting your lip harshly, muscles tense and your body stiff, they decided to sit so close to you, you're basically squished between them.

Josh has a hand on you're thigh and Chris his arm around your shoulders, watching the rest of the group have fun, the two of them making comments and getting involved in the conversation, while you're all quiet, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, the agonising heat between your thighs, and the definite blush on your cheeks.

Ashley or Sam keep asking if your ok (love them omg <3), and your just respond with meek nods and eventually in a tiny voice you reply with a--

"yeah- mhm- just- feel a little sick-"

Josh pretends to act all concerned, bringing the back of his hand to your forehead saying he thinks your "burning up". You're not, he just wanted an excuse to get you alone. So he tells you that he'll take you to you're room, he just tells everyone he's gonna help you to bed.

But when you're standing up he leans over to Chris and whispers--

"Say you have to go to the bathroom in like five minutes. Come to her room."

And when Chris opens the door 3 minutes later (he couldn't wait.) he sees you in Josh's lap, his tongue down your throat, hands gripping your hips.

Your eyes shoot open and you glance to the door, seeing Chris, it worried you, because what if he's upset? You don't know why he'd be upset- but what if he is!

"Chris- 'm sorry-"

"You're sorry? For what? I'm just enjoying a show."

You're eyes widen at that, his voice sounded deeper, huskier, you didn't know how to feel, or what the hell was going on. But you knew you liked it.

"C'mon. There's room for one more."

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Nonnie I'm sorry I think this is actually garbage, I had an idea and I don't know what happened :((

This is not my finest work guys.

This divider was created by @adornedwithlight

[im-not-a-l0ser]

Hey, so do yall remember that fic idea I talked about a lil bit ago, about Max being in love with Richie pre-transition, and then falling in love with him post transition without him even knowing? Yeah, so I wrote a prologue

Sorry if you don't wanna be tagged, I'm just tagging those who seemed most interested: @boykisserbunny @petes-5yr-cocoa @chaosbrinker @inprisonforsparkling

I didn't decide on a deadname for him, so I hope the way I wrote it is okay.

TW- Bullying, icky behaviour, ghosting(?)

It all started with her.

She's the reason Max ever got violent in the first place.

"Stupid fuckin nerd!" Max once heard. He didn't think much of it. People got bullied every day.

"That's kind of a-an oxymoron, don't you think?" He heard a meek voice say.

Fuck. If some motherfucker was messing with her, Max was gonna break some bones.

"Who're you callin a moron!"

"No, that's not— Eep!" A familiar squeak echoed through the halls before the sound of a fist splatting against the concrete wall rang out.

Max turned the corner.

She was pressed against the wall, although it mostly seemed to be hwr doing at this point, she'd definately been bracketed there before. Despite hearing only one voice, there were three guys. One of them was clutching his hand.

"That's it, you fuckin smartass—"

"Hey!" Max yelled. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"We're just teaching this nerd a lesson," One of the guys said. "She shouldn't be such a nerdy prude," He said, running his hand down her arm for a second before she shoved it off.

"Fuck off," She grumbled. She was behaving like this wasn't unfamiliar for her.

"Yeah," Max said. "Fuck off." The third guy laughed.

"Or what?" He asked. "Dunno if you noticed, but it's one on three."

She threw her hands up slightly, annoyed.

Technically, she's the one who initiated it.

She swung her backpack as hard as she could into his groin, immediately sending him groaning on the ground.

She smiled for a second before the second guy went for her. She squeaked again before crouching down.

Nothing to worry about though. He was quickly knocked away by Max, as well as the first guy, just in case he wanted to try something again.

"Nice one by the way," Max said as she stood back up. She dusted herself off and swung her bag over her shoulder.

"Thanks for the help," She said.

She always did that. She never thanked him for saving her, never acted helpless. She wasn't helpless. She just wasn't enough on her own. Max completed that.

After that, Max left her side even less. Apparently it wasn't the first time it'd happened. In fact, it seemed like that'd been a reoccurring thing for weeks now. Not anymore, if Max had anything to do with it. Which he would.

Despite not dating, not wanting people to think they're dating, and constantly fighting the accusations that they're dating, Max would swing his arm around her shoulders now to make sure that other guys knew she was spoken for.

Not that she was. He just hoped it was enough to protect her if he wasn't around.

He gave her official and explicit permission to claim they were dating if she so needed to, like if she was being pursued by someone she didn't like and they wouldn't take no for an answer.

Unfortunately, for some people that just got their motor running more.

In those situations, Max advised that she fought them off as well as she could, and called him as soon as she thought they'd be too much for her alone. He'd drop anything to be there for her.

Max didn't see her the entire last week of eighth grade. He was getting worried. He'd ask around, but people would tease him, saying he should know, since they were dating, and that she finally decided to off herself.

That second one hit too close to home.

He went to her house a week into summer, after many text messages and a warning that he was going to do so.

A man answered the door. He kind of looked like her, in a vague way, but Max knew this wasn't her dad.

"I'm here to see..."

"Uh," The guy started, looking confused. "I don't know anyone with that name. Sorry."

"You... what?" Max asked, his brain breaking. He was already so close to the edge.

Two weeks with no contact at all. It was starting to scare him more than he was okay with.

"I've never heard that name before. Sorry," He said. "That's my last name, Matthews. But that's all I got."

"No, sh-she lives here. She's always lived here!" Max tried to lunge forward into the house, but the man blocked him.

"I think you should leave now, young man," He said.

Max yelled her name until his voice hurt, and the man managed to push him away long enough to shut and lock the door.

He banged on it for a while before giving up.

He sat on the porch for a while before working up the energy and motivation to leave.

What happened to her... it was like she disappeared off the face of the earth and no one even cared or noticed.

That had to have been her uncle or big brother or something, they had the same last name! How was this fair, where had she gone!

She was Max’s only real friend. His only true friend. Sure, the football team and the basketball team, but she knew more about his life and feelings than they ever would.

Not to mention, he only hung out with them out of necessity, especially the ones that had tried to hurt her.

Without her, what was even the point of trying to be decent.

In all honesty, Max liked the fear he generated. He liked that he could look at someone the right way and make them flinch. He liked knowing he could protect her.

He needed to show her that. He did his best, while still showing he could take care of her.

Okay, sure. Maybe the accusations and the lies were right, Max was in love with her.

A lot of good that did him now.

[n1ghteeea]

Hey sorry it's me again, but I like your posts too much sorry again 😭

I was wondering, what do you think of "Ghostbuster of the year" and "No one comes to Lupusville"? They're my fav eps and would've liked to see you talk about them. In my opinion Lyta's character concept is very cool :>

(Ps sorry again if this is lie the third time I ask something)

Wow I didn’t know ppl loved this ep so much lmao. But I agree that it’s fun!! Not my very favourite but it’s definitely up there: it’s cute, I like the concept, it’s also written by JMS and it makes it almost automatically good.

Some of my favourite parts are the guys’ very in-character eeping (I love that Winston is beating someone up in his dream, you go boy). Also a huge fan of Janine and Slimer playing cards FOR MONEY like where is Slimer gonna get cash to pay her back? Who knows!! But if I was Peter I’d hide my wallet.

Also this is a hilarious image, why is he cat.

I also love the Gregor’s name producing a lightning joke, overall this ep is really funny and well-written. Lyta is cute, I love her immediate fascination with Egon lmao, she picked one guy and could not care less what was going on with the others. So real of her.

I do also wonder what happened to her once they got to NYC. Like, did she go to school? Where does she live now? Do they talk? So many questions and not many answers.

[howlingday]

Day 6 of "9 Days of Lancaster"

The Lancaster Discord ◇ Hoodie Thief

Weiss: Just saw Jaune buying flowers and I told him that tulips are the most romantic flowers you could buy. Yangers: Did you tell him to press the tulips together? Weiss: Shut up, Yang.

Yang snickered as she met her quota for the day with Weiss. For some reason, a day where she didn't annoy Weiss didn't feel right. Looking over to her sister, who was gaming freely on her bed, laying down and staring up at the screen as she tapped the buttons and moved the sticks. For some reason, though, she didn't seem as focused as she usually was.

"Doin' okay, Rubes?"

"Huh?" The screen flashed. "Aw, crap! I died!"

"Seem pretty alive to me, Little Sister." Yang snickered.

"Shut up." Ruby groaned. She shuffled her pillow a bit. And tucked it? Yang walked over.

"Everything okay, Rubes?"

"Eep! Fine! Everything's fine!" Ruby said, clearly suspicious looking. Yang was about to look into it when suddenly...

BUZZ! Pyr: Jaune just came back with a bouquet of flowers for each of us! PnckQueen: I got pink ones~! Ren: He's heading over to RWBY's dorm. Shadows: Got it.

Looking up from her scroll, Yang saw Blake already at the door. She opened it to find one Jaune Arc holding his hand up to knock, now lowering it back down. He had a sheepish grin.

"Uh, hey, Blake!" He chuckled. "I guess you heard me coming, huh?"

"In a way." Blake looked to the bouquet in his hand. Roses, tulips, lavenders, and daffodils huddled together in their own groups. "Are those for me?"

"Oh, uh, yeah! Would you like one?"

"Sure." Blake nodded. "By the way, where's your hoodie?"

Suddenly, there was a loud crash. Yang looked over to find Ruby with her scroll on the ground, having faceplanted from her supposedly relaxed position. She groaned as she sat upright, then looked away when she saw everyone was staring at her.

"You okay, Ruby?" Jaune asked.

"I'm... I'm fine..." She answered. "I just... tripped."

"From on top of your bed?" Yang asked.

"Y-Yeah..." Ruby refused to look anyone in the eye.

"So, uh, Blake, which one did you-" Jaune noticed that both Blake and the lavender were gone from sight. "Oh. Uh, alright, talk to you later, I guess." Yang chuckled as Jaune stepped in and walked towards her. "Would you like a flower?"

"Oh my~!" Yang fanned herself. "Aren't you bold, asking a girl something like that~?" Suddenly Jaune got flushed, his eyes darting around the room. Yang stood up and he flinched. "I'm just messing with ya, Vomit Boy." She took the daffodils and smiled. "I'm gonna go find some place to put these in."

Yang left the room, leaving Jaune and Ruby alone inside. She was about to whip out her scroll when she noticed everyone was in the group chat. Going inside, the chat was on mute, and the camera was on. Tonight's feature presentation was Jaune and Ruby alone in a room with a bouquet.

"H-Hey." Jaune greeted.

"Hey..." Ruby replied.

"I, uh... I got some flowers." He lifted the bouquet to her. "If you want them."

"I love flowers." She smiled, taking the roses from inside. "Mom used to have a garden of them."

"She did?" Jaune sat down, setting the flowers aside. "I don't know a whole lot about flowers. Except that tulips are the most romantic."

"What?" Ruby snickered. "How?"

"Well, I just thought... You know, like, tulips together, and..."

"That was terrible." Ruby shook her head. "I actually think roses are more romantic. Tulips do mean love in a way, but red roses mean true love."

"O-Oh..." The two looked at each other for a while when Ruby jumped with a yelp.

"Uh, before I forget!" Ruby climbed to her bed and moved her pillow away. "This got mixed up in our laundry." Climbing down, she held out Jaune's signature hoodie to him. "I, uh, I've been keeping it warm."

"Oh, uh, thanks." Jaune took his hoodie. "Uh, do you want the tulips, too? I mean, I thought you'd want them, too."

"What about Weiss?" Ruby asked.

"She said she doesn't like flowers."

"Well..." Ruby picked up the remaining tulips from the bouquet. "You can have them, Jaune."

Jaune's face flushed a bit. "Uh... Thanks..."

Again, the two stood there, staring at one another, unsure of what the next move should be. That is until someone burst in from the door.

"WILL YOU TWO KISS ALREADY?!" The discord chat laughed at the sudden reveal.

[atotallyinnocentflower]

I'm gonna go eep now :3

Leave some asks for me to answer tomorrow!

- Mod :3

[l-amplights]

which oc are you most proud of design wise or lore wise?

who is your newest oc?

have you made any character playlists for your ocs?

any voice claims for your ocs?

who is the oc you draw the most art of?

which of your non sonas do you relate to the most?

I didn't have any specific oc I wanted to ask about but hopefully these work^_^

I FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS LAST NIGHT EEP

okay uhm 1) noki i think i love this design so so much its so simple but works so well

2) uhmmm shuffles my feet around

i think its this stupid roblox guy, i need to draw him more

3) playlists.... yes... actually quite a few but only like 2 have more than 5 songs bc i keep forgetting

4) well a few of them are gonna be voiced by my friends for my object show, i have no idea where any of the other voices come from tbh theyre just in my head.

wait no i forgot, hazard (the stupid sign) has my stupid nasily voice

5) currently? hazard. i have the rot. overall? either drieton or jireos, their toyhouse pages dont have everything bc ive lost a lot or just cant be bothered to go and screenshot every doodle (ive had them for longer than i had toyhouse) but its definitely one of those two lol, i go through phases with my ocs and i also forget toyhouse exists

6) non sonas i relate to.... shuffles my feet again...

these guys

[box stack] - [hazard] [sock] - [jireos]

i wont say why tho hehee youll have to figure out yourself or not

bonus answer 4-cube but instead of relate its moreso "oh yeah sometimes i guess i use her like a sona" like for profile pics and stuff a lot

[ping-ski]

damn half way through these asks i still feel like i can draw but i shouldnt lol!! (im gonna go eep now since its 12am, but i plan to answer the rest within the next few days if not the rest later on in the day <3)

[anti-tulpar-jim]

[ OOC ]

It's 4:00AM Bru I'm just gonna go eep and answer asks/respond to reblogs in the morning😓 even when I'm not on my VR I constantly stay up on accident

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1275: Checking Up on his Princess After the Storm (Sonic X SSBU)

Shadow: Hey.

Shadow: Apologies for texting ypu out of the blue like this.

Shadow: I wanted to know if you made back home safe is all.

Sally: I have the Ultimate Lifeform being a sweetheart AND a worrywart at the same time?

Sally: My evening just keeps getting better n' better by the minute~ ☺

Shadow: I suppose that answers my question then?

Sally: Don't worry lol I made it home safe already~

Sally: I just got done parking my bike inside the garage

Sally: Kinda wish I ask your mom to fix me some more dinner to go before I left

Sally: That was the best spaghetti I had in really long time~ 😋

Shadow: Agreed. Mother has overdid herself once again.

Shadow: Also glad to see that her and the others had taken a liking to you.

Sally: I know, right!?~ They're like the sweetest family I've ever met in my life

Sally: I would say wasn't expecting the rest of yours and the boys' family to be huge either, but considering u live in a FREAKING CASTLE!

Sally: I really shouldn't be surprised, huh? Lol

Shadow: Probably not. But I'll be fair and say I was just as surprised as ypu were when the Faker first introduced to them.

Shadow: Mother even formed this large group along with the other mother figures called the 'Certified Moms Squad'.

Sally: Yeah, Tails told me a lot about that in the past

Sally: I think it's really sweet that they would all chime in and band together to raise those kids in the best of their abilities.

Shadow: Yes, the love and effort they provided for everyone is worthy of all the praise they received, mother especially

Shadow: Her kindness and fierce devolution and loyalty for those she loves and care about has never failed to inspire me into bettering myself as the person I am before you.

Shadow: Not only that, but.......It's all the more reason why I will always love her to this dayndhmvf

Sally: Shadow!?

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Peach: (Tearfully Hugs Shadow Very Lovingly and Tightly) SHADOHOHOHOOOW!~ I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO!~

Shadow: (Winces a Bit in Pain) Mother, I am imploring you to calm yourself. And quit reading my texts!

Hat Kid: (Giggling at the Whole Scene Playing Out Right Next to Her in the Living Room Sofa)

Shadow: (Turns to his Little Sister with a Stern Glare) That goes for you too, young lady.

Hat Kid: EEP! (Quickly Turns her Head Straight to the TV)

Peach: I'm sorry, baby....('Sniff') You and Sally were so cute today that I couldn't help but to see what you two were texting about.....('Sniff') (Starts Pouting) Also, you know good and well how emotional mommy get whenever one of you kids speak highly of me!~

Shadow: ('Sigh') Believe me, I know that detail all too well. (Gives Peach a Peck on the Cheek) Now can you please let me text the princess in peace for a while?

Peach: (Happily Nodded While Wiping the Tears Away With her Trusty Hankerchef) Of course, dear. I won't pry on your business anymore. I'm gonna get us popcorn, I'll be right back~

Peach gives Shadow three kisses on the cheek and a giggling Hat Kid a big kiss on the top of her head before making her way over to the kitchen.

Shadow: (Starts Blushing a Bit) That woman is gonna be the death of me one of these days. (Turns Back to Hat Kid) And you too if you keep being adorable.

Hat Kid: (Happily Hugs Shadow's Arm)

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

Shadow: Apologies for sudden mistyped words from that last text.

Shadow: Mother had another one of her emotional hugging moments again, but she's calmed down now.

Sally: 😏 😏

Shadow:.......Do I really wanna know why you sent me two emirking emojis just now?

Sally; Ohh don't mind me~

Sally: Just admiring how much of a Momma's Boy you truly are right now lol~

Shadow: You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?

Sally: 'Fraid not, hon~

Sally: You've made yourself a fine, handsome target for me to tease~

Shadow: And you're.....far too pretty fpr me to ignore ypu at this point......

Sally: Awwwwwwwww~

Shadow: What now?

Sally: U getting all shy trying to compliment me through the text, bless ur heart!!~

Shadow: Well, excuse me for still being new to this entire romance ordeal.

Shadow: You make it look easy in comparison

Sally: My past relationship did benefit me in the long run, believe it or not

Sally: Still, don't let it discourage u. I think you're doing great so far~ ☺

Shadow: If you're that certain then.....Thanks I guess.

Shadow: But question.

Sally: Shoot.

Shadow: Did you by any chance left behind a blue notepad by any chance?

Shadow: I found it sitting on Tails' dining room table before I picked it up and take it to the Mansion with me after we left

Sally: Blue notepad?

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

Before she could step inside the castle, Sally begins to pat both sides of her jacket and shorts pockets one by one before letting out an annoyed sigh at the realization that she, indeed, forgot her blue notepad.

Sally: Crap.

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

Sally: Uhhhh quick question

Sally: Does the blue notepad by any chance has my name written on?

Shadow: Yep

Sally: Thought so

Sally: Hang on, I'll be on my way to mansion

Shadow: I can bring it to you instead

Sally: U sure that won't be a problem for u?

Sally: It'll take u hours to get to my kingdom and the last thing I want is for u to get caught up in traffic.

Shadow: Lucky for you, it'll only take me a second to get there.

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

Sally: (Still Standing in Front of The Castle's Door While Raising an Eyebrow in Confusion) A second?

??????: Like I said.

Sally immediately gets startled and Yelps at the sudden voice behind her, nearly making her drop her phone before catching it and turning to a very familiar face.

Sally: Shadow!? How did you- (Notices

Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow with a Bit of a Smirk in his Face) Does the name "Chaos Control" ever ring ang bells?

Sally: (Gives Shadow the Deadpinned Look) Right, cause you're the all powerful "Ultimate Lifeform"?

Shadow: (Simply Nodded) You guessed it. Here's your reward. (Toss Sally her Notepad)

Sally: (Catches her Notepad with a Smile on her Face) Thank you very much~

Shadow: I didn't read a single in there in case you were wondering.

Sally: (Snickers a Bit) I believe you~ There's nothing special I wrote in there besides the schedules I planned out. (Notices a Grocery Bag Shadow's Holding) Whatcha got in the bag?

Shadow: (Takes the Item Out of the Bag and Gives it to Sally) The second reward for your patience tonight.

Sally: (Gasps Loudly at the Item in Question) Ypu didn't!~

Shadow: Spaghetti for the her majesty in front of me. (Smirks a Bit) I hope you enjoy.

Sally: (Eyes Begins to Sparkle at the Container) Oh, I am going to enjoy every second of this delicious masterpiece~ (Looks Back Up to Shadow With a Bright Smile on her Face) Thank you, Shadow!~ (Walks Over and Hugs Shadow) You really are a sweetheart~

Shadow: I beg to differ, but it's no problem. Though, there is one more thing I want to give you before I leave.

Sally: Sure. Whatcha got for me-

Before Sally could finish the rest of her sentence, she receives a soft kiss on the lips by the Ultimate Lifeform himself, leaving her taken by surprise.

Shadow: (Takes a Few Steps Back ) Now that makes us even. (Salutes to Sally in a Casual Fashion) Until next, princess. (Warps Himself Back Home at Ease)

As the green light disappears from her very eyes, Sally stood there, speechless as her blush becomes bright red, her tail begins to wag rapidly, and knees starts to shake right on cue. She then place hands on both heated cheeks as she let's out a cute sounding squeal for good measures. Needless to say, ths Princess of Knothole and the leader of The Freedom Fighters has officially fallen in love.

Meanwhile Back at the Smash Mansion's Living Room...........

Shadow: (Facepalms Himself While Blushing the Whole Time) I can't believe I kissed a princess right on the lips.........

Peach: (Happily Hugs Shadow on One Side of the Sofa) We couldn't be any prouder, sweetie~

Hat Kid: (Happily Pats Shadow's Back on the Other Side) You did good, champ.

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