#hehehe you get secret lore for this one >:}

[amessageonthewind]

hey Zinnia! what's your favorite pokemon and your least favorite pokemon? (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

People who don't know me all that well might assume it's a Dragon-type, and they wouldn't necessarily be wrong if they assumed that. But they're not right. Whismur is my favourite Pokémon and I'm probably biased by saying that.

Aster was my partner for a long time. She was there for me in good times and in bad. She's been in my life for as long as I can remember and she was there when the person that she was named after was...

Ahem, anyways! She was just so darned adorable! She made the sweetest little noises whenever she would snuggle up against me but she could be really tough when she needed to be! Call me sentimental, but I'll always have a soft spot for Whismur.

As for least favourite... Malamar. That one's also personal, but... not in a good way. I know that there are people that will abuse Pokémon and use them as tools to control others, but this one... this is a tool only the worst kinds of people want to use and having faced one of the most evil people I could've ever imagined who used his to try and control everything... I can't think of a worse one.

Even when I was trying to protect Rachel, he used his Malamar to turn me against her... and I hurt her. She still has the scar... and I still feel guilty whenever I see it. We've talked about it more than once, but it's one of those things that I don't think I'll ever really get past.

Here's hoping that maximum security prison he got sent to has the most vigilant security system. I genuinely think that he's the most dangerous man in the world. He got his tools taken away, but... some part of me is still scared that he'll find a way to get back at us for stopping him and ruining his grand plans for good. I know he likely won't... but I still catch myself looking over my shoulder sometimes.

Whoops! So-o-orry! Didn't mean to bring the mood down, there! But yeah, that's my answer!

[annagreyon]

HI EVERYPONY!!! Didn't post in quite some time because I've been working on an AU's worldbuilding. I'm preparing something MASSIVE and I have a few things to share with you already:3

It's an au about ARGHHHH PIRATES!!! Because pirates are incredible.

Here are my designs for Fatbeards aka cartmans crew. They are gonna be main antagonists of the comic, but like loser ones, never actually managing to do something cool. The crew is made out of Cartman, clyde, butters, ike and kevin, like in that one episode about pirates:3

I drew their ship too!!!!! Ships are so fun to draw actually...

These are the main characters of the comic. Aside from Mole, he isn't the part of theprotagonist team. Gregory's crew is made out of Tolkien, Wendy and Pip. There are gonna be a few othwr characters to join the main team later on, but it's a secret for now... Hehehe:3

Gregory was designed by @too-much-flynnolium !!!

Here's THEIR ship because it's awesome. I love it and I love them!!!!!

Aside from the pirates there, of course, are gonna be other characters as well, each playing a specific role.

Kyle's crew!! They aren't pirates but they for sure are sailors. They just don't break any rules

These five aren't pirates at all but I still are important for the lore. Trust guys theyre all super cool. Its tweek, craig, bebe, heidi and gary

Usually theyre gonna be spending time at a pub. I mean, not heidi and gary, those have their own location in the world but ima keep it a secret for now...!

That's pretty much all that I can tell u about at the moment without giving too much spoilers. Once the lore will be entirely figured out, I'll start drawing!!! It might take some time because I'm also preparing fir getting into an art school atm. BUT ima keep yall updated and will try not to abandon my tumblr page for so long again:P

[moomine]

Hii! Could you please do a Daisuke x Reader SFW/NSFW where they are both nerds and always end up having deep lore gameplay conversations during nighttime, as they talk reader starts to cuddle him and he melts under her touch.

(you choose if that goes further or not)

your own medicine | daisuke

author's note: hehehe can you guys guess what game they're talking about? also bay area asian daisuke supremacy (cover image credit)

summary: (daisuke x gn!reader) You and Daisuke often spend your nights staying up much too late, talking about your interests. While talking about a game the two of you adore, things get a little more physical than normal.

word count: 1,434

warnings: kinda nsfw? just a little over the clothing fun (making out and dry humping >>>) all characters are 18+

now playing: The Smashing Pumpkins - "The Boy"

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“Wait. For real? You really didn’t know that?” Daisuke chimed from where he laid on the bed.

He shifted onto his elbows, sitting up like the conversation had suddenly turned serious. You couldn’t help but laugh, finding his investment undeniably endearing.

“I only played the game once. I guess I just kinda followed the path they lay out for you,” you replied. Your shoulders rose and fell, a casual shrug in response to his reaction.

His expression twisted into one of utter disbelief, pure bewilderment as he crashed back down onto the bed. He ran his hands along his face, dragging at his full cheeks with a low whine.

“Oh my god. You’re breaking my heart, [Name].”

The two of you were in Daisuke’s room, with him lying on his bed and you sitting alongside him. Your back was against the wall—the cool wooden paneling now warm from your body heat, and your legs were stretched across his stomach. On the other side of the room the digital clock read ‘23:03’, the evening well into the ship’s artificial night-time.

“Stop whining and just tell me about it.” You cocked your head to the side as a playful smile twists on your lips.

Daisuke pulled his hands away from his face and his excited eyes met your own. “Wait, really? You wanna hear about it?”

“No, I asked you to tell me because I didn’t want to know,” you paused, narrowing your gaze as you looked down at him. “C’mon, Daisuke.”

“Okay, okay. No need for attitude, smartass.” Daisuke chuckled warmly. “Y’know how after beating some bosses you get those umbilical cords?”

“Yeah…?” You replied skeptically, realizing how weird this conversation would sound without context.

“Well, they’re like one-third blah blah blah, but there’s actually four in the game. Isn’t that weird? I guess it’s to, like, allow for some user error or whatever, but it really doesn’t make sense mathematically. Like, what do you mean there are four one-thirds of an umbilical cord?” Daisuke started to ramble, completely oblivious to the amused look on your face.

Slowly, you shifted your body, turning to lay on your side as you settled onto the bed beside him. Daisuke froze for a moment as you curled into him, not sure what to do next. The smell of your shampoo filled his nostrils as you rested your head on his shoulder, your face practically buried in the crook of his neck. He felt his heart begin to race, and he silently prayed that you couldn’t hear it from where you laid.

“Go on,” you mumbled. Your breath ghosted along the side of his neck as you spoke.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed—his mouth suddenly ran dry and his tongue felt almost fuzzy. His train of thought had completely derailed. It was like it had been picked up and thrown right off the tracks, sent into a nearby ditch to burn in some fiery explosion.

“Oh, right,” he said with a shake of his head, gathering his words once again. “So, after you get three, you kinda have to eat them. If you consume three, you unlock the secret ending and become a Great One, like I said earlier.”

Not so casually, Daisuke wrapped an arm around you, pulling you tighter. Your body was incredibly warm. If this went on for another minute, he was sure he would melt like a popsicle under your touch.

“That game is so fucking weird,” you responded with a laugh. “Looks like I gotta replay it when we get back.”

Every word you said was like torture to Daisuke. Your breath was hot against his skin, sending faint shivers throughout his body. His own breathing was becoming slightly irregular as he found it harder and harder to think straight.

“You definitely should. Come visit me in San Francisco, we could totally make a whole thing out of it,” he managed to say. His voice wasn’t nearly as confident as it usually was, wavering slightly with each word.

You leaned in closer, your lips accidentally grazing his neck. “Seriously? I’d love to!”

Despite your enthusiasm, your voice was gentle and smooth. The sweet sound blew through Daisuke’s head like waves crashing against warm sand, like his favorite song. He could listen to you talk all day; in fact, he gladly did whenever he had the chance. Nights like these—nights where you would sit in his room just across the hall from yours, and the two of you would talk until the simulated sun rose—meant everything to him. You were quite possibly the brightest thing on that dreary, old ship. The Tulpar needed more people like you.

The feeling of your soft lips against his skin made his breath hitch. It was a quiet sound, almost inaudible, but you were unfortunately close enough to hear. Your brows raised curiously, a thoughtful smirk playing with the corners of your mouth as a thought crossed your mind.

Your heart started to pound against your ribs, your hands—one at your side and the other resting on his chest—began to sweat, and your own breath grew jagged with nervousness. After a moment of contemplation, you gingerly kissed his neck, testing the waters.

Daisuke’s face suddenly felt hot as his cheeks dusted with a vibrant flush. A pleased hum vibrated in his throat. He looked down at the top of your head, watching closely as your hair fell the more you leaned into him. You peppered more kisses against his neck, each one tauntingly soft. He had officially melted, putty in your hands.

“[Name]...” he managed. His voice was hoarse and he cleared his throat, feeling embarrassed.

You carefully lifted your head, your eyes trailing over his blushing face before they landed on his brown ones. With your head tilted to the side, you mustered a quiet, questioning ‘yes’.

Daisuke's focus fell from your eyes to your parted lips. His tongue darted out from his mouth, swiping over his bottle lip. In an instant, he was kissing you. His hands cupped either side of your face as his lips crashed into yours, capturing you in a slow, desperate kiss. He kissed you like he had been dying to do it, like it was the last thing he’d ever do on that godforsaken ship.

A moment later, you were on top of him, straddling his hips with his hands on your waist. You tangled your fingers in his hair, unconsciously tugging at the dry roots. Daisuke exhaled roughly through his nose as you steadily started to work your hips against his, grinding into him at a deliberately teasing pace. It took everything in him not to rock his head back into the pillow, to break away from you and tell you everything he was thinking—all of those needy desires brewing within his foggy mind. Daisuke’s hands ventured over your curves, caressing your waist then following the rise of your thighs. His fingers dug into your skin as he started bucking his hips into yours.

Your lips stifled a moan that threatened to slip from him. Daisuke sat up, pulling you impossibly close to him as he deepened the kiss. You gasped as he reached around and grabbed your ass. Taking advantage of your surprised reaction, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, moving with yours in a dance that made your mind go blank.

His hands made their way over your hips again, gripping your thighs tightly in his large hands. He broke the kiss, a thin line of salvia connecting you two as his mouth worked its way along your jawline, leaving hot, wet kisses in its wake. Daisuke painted your neck with sloppy kisses, absentmindedly sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin. There would probably be a mark or two in the morning, but neither of you cared at that moment. It would be a worry for the next day, but, for right now, you couldn’t give a shit. You could barely breathe as he left one last kiss under your jaw.

“How do you like it?” he asked, looking up at you with a smug smirk. The brown of his irises was almost entirely consumed by the inky black of his dilated pupils.

A delirious laugh rumbled from your throat as you playfully frowned. “I liked it a lot before you stopped.”

“You want me to keep goin’?”

“I mean,” you began, wrapping your arms around his neck lazily. “If you’re offering…”

Daisuke snorted, his face bright red. He leaned in, placing another soft kiss to your lips, a smile still fixed on his own.

[darkxsoulzyx]

heyyy, just wanted to ask if you played deltarune chapter 3/4 and if you did, what are your thoughts on it?

hey hey hey!

I, myself, have not played the game BUT a group of friends and I huddled in a call and played it together! ^^

As of today, I have finished Chapter 3 and Chapter 4 (not including any secrets or shenaniganry for Chapter 4, mind you. We're doing that *hopefully* tomorrow or the next day)! It's all been very, VERY exciting hehe :3

I'll put my thought below, so

SPOILERS FOR DELTARUNE CHAPTER 3 AND 4 UP AHEAD!!

ok, we good? Great

Okay, so my thoughts are a BIT scrambled (since I binged Chapter 3 in one day, then Chapter 4 *today*), so bare with me

BUT I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TENNA I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HIMMMMMMM <3 <3

You can ask @keirspers (/aff) how much I do, because we were in the part of his "crashout" where you can keep saying "I love TV!"

AND I WOULD NOT STOP TELLING KEIR TO TELL HIM "I LOVE TV" BECAUSE I LOVEEEE HIMMMMMMM THEY HAD TO LITERALLY CUT ME OFF FROM CONTINUING BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH I JUST KEPT SAYING "I LOVEEE TVVVV"

HE'S SO SILLYYYYY HE'S SO SCRINKLE SCRUNKLE

I have small clips and recordings of my initial reactions to a few things here and there, and I KID YOU NOT- Seeing his little fangs for the first time? "OOOOOH THE CHOMPIEEESS!!! <333 OH THE LITTLE CHOMPAS!! OOUGGHHHH THE LITTLE FANGIESSSS HEHEHE!!"

LIKE GUYS.

I'm not much of a jevil person, nor a spamton enthusiast.

BUT GUYS.

HEAR ME OUT.

HE IS SO

OH MY GODDDDD

It didn't help that Keir was voice acting the entire thing for me (/super pos they are so cool guys <3) and THEY GAVE HIM SUCH A FITTING, ENTHUSIASTIC VOICE OMGGGG

I LOVEEE HIMMMM I LOVE TENNAAAAAA

I literally chanted along with him every time he said it's "T. V. TIMEEEEEEE!!!" I AM SO ILL. I AM CLAWING BACK FROM DRAWING HIM AS I TYPE THIS.

GODDDD

OKay okay, so the other stuff :3

I wasn't particularly interested in Deltarune's story for Chapter 1, and was slightly intrigued for Chapter 2 (regrettably, I wish I was more enthused!)

BUT. BUT THAT CHANGED IN CHAPTER 3!! Not only because Tenna (heart emoji hehe), but the more secret game parts really intrigued me?

Again, I didn't really find too much interest in the first two chapters until the Weird Route (which definitely caught my interest). Chapter 3's mini-game (?), the one you can only access behind the S-Rank door, continued that same allure. It was mysterious and strange... like something a lot more sinister was lingering underneath the surface!

The mystery behind what's going on, what does Noelle have to do with all of this, what's going on with Kris, what's going on with *Ralsei*??? It had me at the edge of my seat!

Credit to Keir again- their enthusiasm and excitement was infectious! We would theorize and talk about some stuff as we played, and they would often tell me little snippets of lore I may have missed!

For Chapter 3, I really liked the funny TV man :3, the weather lovers <3, and all of the tomfoolery that the other characters got into ^^ Idk what it is about some of the shenanigans in Chapter 3 that made it more enjoyable than Chapter 2, but I think it hit the right spot in terms of my humor X3 Also, this chapter re-established why Rouxls Kaard is THE BEST CHARACTER. I LOVE TENNA SO SO MUCH BUT GOD I LOVE ROUXLS TOO SIGHS

Keir managed to get all of the S-Rank ratings all the times, so I got to see all of the secret parts of that secret game! And wow, I was intrigued.

AND THEN THE ENDING???? THE KNIGHT???????? I WAS ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT, IT WAS SO COOL!!

AND THEN THE UNDYNE CAMEO??? I CHEERED WHEN I SAW HER, HYPING HER UP AFTER YEARS OF KNOWING HOW ABSOLUTELY BADASS SHE IS- ONLY FOR HER TO GET Immediately kidnapped,,,,, F in the chat for Undyne /lh

I was absolutely LOSING MY MINDDDDD but, that was nothing compared to Chapter 4.

While 3 had all my best laughs and fangirling, Chapter 4 was... wow, was really something else.

First- the Toriel outfit jumpscare?? Yeah that spooked me too /lh UNDERTALE MENTION I GUESS??

Also the church location? Beautiful ^^ The singing? EXCELLENT. THE SHYREN CAMEO???? WAS UP AND OUT OF MY CHAIR TEARING MY SHIRT OFF TO REVEAL A SECRET T-SHIRT THAT SAID "I LOVE SHYREN"

I had lots of fun seeing the church shenanigans, then the subsequent town shenanigans ^^

Keir and I visited the Castle town shortly after, and ough,,, ralsei,,,,,

and then we went to Noelle's house! Super cute and fun until it uh. wasn't. (we had to vent sighs) Asgore being in Noelle's house was uh... sus as all hell. Got me very intrigued ^^ <3 The closet duel had me cackling each time Keir got swatted XD Anddddd Carol. Wow. She lived up to her looming presence and then some.

We got kicked out and I think we went to the church next? And GOD SEEING GERSON FOR THE FIRST TIME, I WAS LOSING IT. I LOVE GERSON GUYS TRUST I was super excited, absorbing every piece of lore and dialogue I could get from this guy! The prophecy stuff, as well as his perspective on it all, really spoke to me ^^ In his secret battle (?), his talk about how the author of the book series "stopped because it became something entirely too big for them" really,,, hit home haha Also Jackostein spooked me at first when he did the "YOU'RE TAKING TOO LONG" stuff, but then it just kept derailing XDDD I completely lost it when he said "YOU'RE TOO TOO" and just handed the too too to us LMAOOOOO

The reveal that he was already dead was something I knew since Chapter 1, so I was not too terribly surprised. Still bummed me out though :(

And then the darker reflection of the world creeped me out just a tiny bit? It was still fun though.

The reveal that Kris is simply a flesh cage confirmed some stuff for me, but then more questions arose with Susie's destiny. What did Susie see that we didn't??? So curious...

AND THEN THE FUCKING TITAN APPEARING??? GODDDD

That fight was tough, but so, so cool!! We finished up everything (Kris is... really sus as hell. I don't know who's side they're on anymore).

and god... It's raining somewhere else? It hit like a truck. Not for the reason people would expect (I stare directly at a wonderful indie fan-game, Act to Flirt by @/zirkkun-games)

But yeah... it was really a somber and climatic ending...

AND THEN.

AND THEN FUCKING

SANS FUCKING UNDERTALE DELTARUNE MOTHER FUCKER

IS SHAKING HIS ASS WITH OUR MOM?????

yeah nah I couldn't think of a better ending lol

TLDR; I LOVE TENNA, Chapter 3 was super fun, Chapter 4 piqued my curiosity, sans mention

So yeah, those were my unfiltered thoughts about the whole thing <3 Thank you so much for reading ^^

[jarofstyles]

Reaper 15

and they're back hehehe lots of lore in this chapter and an admittance of a secret.

Check out our Patreon for early access and exclusive writing

WC: 9.1k

Warnings: talks of drug addiction, violence, and usual reaper warnings

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Bunny woke up in an unfamiliar house but in familiar arms. Strapped to his chest, she admired his sleeping face just a bit.

How he glowed under the morning light. It was overcast, sure, but there was enough that cast a shadow over his cheeks from his eyelashes. There was delicacy and gentleness in his features as he slept, no hit of unhappiness. He was content and calm, face relaxed to a point she hadn’t seen.

Really, he had been the softest he had ever been the night before. Kisses and cuddles and completely melting as her fingers ran through his hair. It was surprisingly smooth, the curls being wrung around her finger as she followed the curl pattern and smiled as he nuzzled into her belly like a purring kitten.

A baby lion, maybe.

They’d fallen asleep kissing, Harry quietly brushing his fingers over her features and complimenting or commenting on obscure things. Marks and a scar she’d gotten from a tussle with a coffee table.

After a little obsessing over how she had managed to see such a powerful person at their most vulnerable, she slipped downstairs in one of his sweatshirts and began to prepare a breakfast.

As much as she wanted to stay wrapped in him- she knew she had to do this for him. She hadn’t made him something for breakfast since they were at the clubhouse and it was his favorite meal.

The kitchen was a dream to work in, allowing herself to imagine this was her home. The cabinets organized just how she liked them, she had a window cracked open to let in some air, she could hear sound of bird chirping, and the coffee machine grinding beans. It was nothing short of perfect.

Harry on the other hand was not at all happy to wake up to an empty bed. Morning cuddles had become his favorite thing and when he didn’t get them? Well, he got grumpy. He had been looking forward to waking up beside her in his own bed, there was nothing that compared to the feeling. She was always so pliable, so warm and inviting, had always allowed him to nuzzle his face into whatever body part he could reach and relax into her natural scent.

Not this morning though.

At the very least he was pleased to not have woken up with any anxiety about where she could be, knowing that she was absolutely in the kitchen. The smell of breakfast seeping through the bedroom door gave it all away. Getting up, Harry made the bed and tugged on some sweats before making his way downstairs— he needed to be close to her again.

Padding down the steps, whatever leftover subconscious anxiety had left him as he heard commotion coming from the kitchen. He took his time, lazing into the kitchen where she was humming to herself.

He didn’t recognize the song, no, but he did recognize this scene. A part of his dreams. His sweatshirt hanging just past her ass, her hair piled up on her head, her hips moving to an invisible beat while she got lost in her own art. Cooking had always been her favorite thing, the multiple times she’d made dinner for her whole family including him as a younger girl reminding him of just how talented she had always been.

The only misses she ever had were very hard biscuits that one time and a few experiments gone wrong.

She looked so peaceful in his kitchen. Their kitchen, really. The realization he came to last night had silently been the heaviest thing on his mind, pushing in his throat to try and speak about it.

To ask her if they had a real shot because he was already far fucking gone and he needed to see this view every morning or he may die.

Unable to keep hands to himself, he approached and wrapped his arms around her body while shushing her as she squealed, sighing against her ear while she tried to calm her surprised heart rate.

“You know… m’not a fan of waking up without you in bed with me. But…” his hand slipped under her thick material of the hoodie, settling on her tummy. “This is the second best option.”

“Fuck, you scared me.” She breathed out shakily, though her breath quickly turned into a quiet moan as he slowly kissed up her neck. The action wasn’t necessarily sexual, but it felt so good paired with his warm hands on her skin.

“M’sorry baby,” He rasped, nose brushing over the spots he had just kissed. Her body moved around quite a bit as she threw stuff from the counter on to the stove. He refused to let go, instead moving along with her, his movements flowing with hers. She’d taken away his ability to do all this from the comfort of their bed, so now she’d have to deal with him in her space while cooking breakfast.

A familiar warmth was bubbling up inside her at his actions, not wanting to question what had gotten him into such a good mood. He’d never been so forward in showing his affection, not unless it lead to sex. Of course even this touch was getting her excited, the thought of him wanting to be close to her was enough.

“I’m making a full English. I’m not sure I’m qualified, but you tell me if it meets up to your standards.” Bunny spent her morning reading up on recipes to make sure she got it just right.

Harry stared at her for a few moments, the side of her face visible to him as he sighed and brushed his lips back against her cheek. “Anything you make will be perfect for me, but I can’t lie it makes me slightly horny that you’d do that for me.” It was said with a smile and a chuckle but the idea of her going out of her way to learn recipes for him and wanted his seal of approval meant a lot to him.

Was this what a love boner was? He’d have to look it up.

“Good.” Y/N chirped, turning around in his arms once the stovetop was safe to leave the attention, wrapping arms around his neck and pulling his mouth down to her own.

Harry was quick to respond, a surprised yet pleased hum vibrating against her mouth as hands slipped down to grab at her ass. It fit perfect in his palms, the soft squeeze making her giggle into the kiss as he moved them so he could press her up against the side of the counter.

“M’serious, baby.” His voice rasped, pulling back just a little bit. “When you do shit like this… it makes me want to be inside of you. Have t’stop being so sweet.”

“Well I don’t wanna do that.” She smirked, again wondering if there was something she’d done to make him act like this. It was as if he was a whole other guy, but, he was still her Harry. “Guess I’ll just have to deal with the consequences.” She purred, cupping his jaw in her clean hand before sealing their lips together in a kiss.

“What do you wanna do today, handsome?” She asked lovingly, brushing her thumb over his bottom lip before moving it to fix his hair. He looked so refreshed. Clearly, getting enough sleep and staying fed and hydrated does wonders for everyone. The morning light made him look all the more vibrant and she swore her pupils are dilating at the vision before her.

He leaned forward to steal another kiss, “I’m thinking we can stay home again today. Can’t be bothered to go out, we’re here for a while anyway. Figured we could find something to do. I’ve got plenty of games here ya know?” Harry wasn’t sure how she felt about board games, but he was a huge fan. Growing up, it was one of the only things he had access too and therefore it made him really good at it. It was also a great bonding tool and maybe something to drive their competitive nature.

“You do?” Y/N perked up, looking at him in surprise. That was not something that she suspected of him. Of course she knew he had his hobbies, but this especially made her more interested in his little layers.

She knew she was under-informed when it came to the tidbits that made Harry, Harry. This only perked her up, made her a little more hungry for information that had to do with the man attached to her body. They had been so intimate,  so close, and yet she had so much to learn about the man in front of her. Like the fact he enjoyed games.

“There’s… there’s a ton of stuff I don't know about you, huh?” Her smile was tiny, looking up at the man with curiosity lit in her eyes. “I think… we should play games, and you should tell me more about you. The little things. Like your favorite games and memories and all of that.”

“No one knows much about me, and I keep it that way on purpose,” He could tell that she felt a certain type of way about knowing so little about him. “But if there is anyone who should know, it’s you. I want you to know.” It meant a lot for him to say that but he figured there was no one on this planet who would get it better than she did.

Was there really that much to be afraid of when she had seen him with blood on his hands? Seen him coming off an adrenaline high that only she could cure? Giving a person that much power over him used to terrify him, but as he came to realize last night, he wouldn’t mind giving that power to her.

Her insides warmed at his words, taking her turn in pecking his lips before moving to check on the food. “Yeah? Then it’s settled. You go pick the games. Breakfast is almost done, just gotta get the eggs and toast going.”

She’d made beans in a sauce from scratch despite the recipe demanding hienz canned ones, non streaky bacon, fried tomatoes, and finally the eggs cooked in the bacon fat. She was starting to understand the appeal. No blood pudding for them though, no appetizing even to her gourmet tasted buds.

Harry had walked into the room over, bending over as he looked inside a cabinet. Her eyes admired his back, despite her marks very obviously on the skin. He was so broad and strong and it made her want to purr. How did she end up with such a pretty, scary man? His softness reserved just for her, showing her the games he had hidden in the house.

“Most of these are new because I’m usually alone.” He said over his shoulder. “So we won’t have to deal with missing pieces.”

“You really never had anyone here?” She asked in response, feeling a little ache in her chest. The idea of Harry being all alone when he was here at all hurt her heart. Maybe he preferred solitude but she didn’t like it either way, knowing that humans naturally crave companionship. Especially when he was sweet enough to buy games to play. As if he wanted to be prepared for a day like this.

“Not really. Lucy, TJ. That’s it.” He said simply. His mum didn’t know where his place was, and that was by design- but that was something to unpack later on.

“And you’re saying no one back home knows this place exists either?” She was actually happy that this managed to work out. A place where they truly couldn’t be tracked or found. Plating their breakfast, she laughed to herself, realizing they fully were off the grid. “I never thought I’d be someone who wanted to live secluded where no one could reach me… but this really isn’t that bad.”

Maybe it had something to do with how stunning this house was, the unlimited access to resources, the sexy 24 hour security guard that had been keeping her safe. As someone who used to live on her phone, it felt nice to actually be in each moment that passed. It made time go by slower, she liked it a lot.

“Yeah. It’s not that I don’t trust them, but I also don’t.” He laughed at the thought, “Everyone has their secrets and with the life I live back home, I knew I’d need somewhere like this. A place to go in case I got caught.” Though, the likely hood of that was small, it was always good to have a back up plan. “So yeah, I didn’t tell anyone. Don’t think they need to know.“

It was bittersweet, knowing the real reason he didn’t tell anyone- but she couldn’t help but hurt for him. That he had to have a backup plan to begin with. That he didn’t trust a lot of people, almost none really, and that he was so adamant about being secretive.

It was also flattering to know that she was one of the few, if only one, that he trusted with this sort of information. Harry’s trust was very obviously hard to obtain, so she must have been doing something right.

“They don’t need to know. In fact… I think we can have some secrets if our own.” She nodded, puckering her lips again to be given another kiss from the man who seemed all too happy to give them.

It was exciting to be told a secret, but being brought to one? That was next level in the Harry Scale Of Trust. It made her feel a little giddy. “How many secrets do you have, then? If you had to guess a number?”

Setting the box of scrabble and monopoly box, he thought about the question intently. “I mean, real secrets? I don’t think I couldn’t count… there are things your brother doesn’t even know about me and he’s my best mate.” Harry shrugged as he thought about the question some more.

“S’not something I do— talking about myself, it’s just unnecessary.” He felt like anything he had to share would just make people pity him or see all of his weaknesses. That was something he tried his very hardest to avoid. “TJ knows a few cause he has his own fair share of secrets like mine… guess we’re bonded because of ‘em.”

Looking down at the plate of food she made had him realizing this conversation wouldn’t be as easy as he thought it would be. However, if she wanted to know, he would tell her anything. Even if it made him uncomfortable. This was something Bunny had noticed as she dug into her own breakfast.

“Well… if it would make it easier to share, you can ask me anything you’d like to know about me. I have some secrets of my own. Know you’ve known me for a long time, but I think you’d be surprised too.” Her parents had been so protective that she’d learn how to hide things and be sneaky. It was the only way she could protect her own self from the projection her family put on to her.

Harry would happily eat up any morsel of information when it came to Bunny. He loved knowing about her, learning every little bit and bob that he could harvest from her brilliant brain. The free access to ask questions and having the perfect day to do so without interruption was how dream.

“I mean… there’s a lot I’d love to learn about you. You’re fascinating.” And he utterly adored her. “But I suppose you can ask anything. I don’t feel the want to hide things from you but sometimes things catch me off guard and become hard to talk about. I can… I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

He didn’t want her to feel freaked out if he rejected a question after attempting an answer, mostly because it was not her fault. There was a lot of shit that happened to him and he needed to be good. To be relaxed, and try and open up as much as he can if he was going to try and assume the role of the man in her life. He loved her, and he wanted her to love him back as authentically as she could.

Bunny nodded, deciding she needed to be aware of how his body language changed throughout their conversation. She realized that a lot of Harry’s past was a touchy subject, the few things she’d learned about him through Sterling weren’t exactly pleasant.

“Can you tell me about how you and Sterling became friends?” She was genuinely curious. It seemed like he appeared one day and never left his side and in turn, never left hers. Of course, she didn’t mind, but the two seemed to have an instant connection and she wondered what that was about.

He smiled brightly at the memory, shaking his head because he remembered being such a little shit back then. “Well, Viper and your Dad— they sorta forced us into it.” He started, realizing he needed to give her some more context to fully understand.

“I joined the club at 16 cause I killed a guy outside a bar.” Harry spoke as he shoveled some beans into his mouth, “Still think he deserved it. He drugged a girls cup.” The thought remained in his mind. He never liked the idea of innocent people getting taken advantage of. It was definitely part of his own trauma, but they’d get to that.

Bunny seemed shocked to find out he killed someone at 16 years old, but he was so desensitized to these things, she doubts he understood how young he really was. “Was that the first time you killed someone?” She asked out of pure curiosity, relaxing a little when he nodded a yes.

“Yeah— Viper and your dad told me that I was too young to be getting involved in stuff like this and that they could help me get my life on track if I listened to them…. I didn’t really want to do it, but they said they had a few other boys they were training and offered me a place to stay and food so I was in.”

They’d also been both horrified and impressed with the lack of emotion that covered his face. Blood splattered across his cheekbones, thinner than what would be preferred, he stared down at the twitching body until it went limp and simply shrugged when they’d asked if he was alright.

Harry didn’t feel anything. Before, he’d felt a rage that made him act. A rage so dark and blinding he could rarely recall the thumps of his fists on the guy, telling the girl to run as she stumbled back inside with her friends- and his knife sliding out of his pocket.

He had been quicker than he would have been now- but he had been caught. The large hands of Copper lifting him up by essentially his scruff and asking what the hell he was doing, the hushed whispers of the two men as Harry’s foot kicked the body and his blank stare at the leather jackets when they told him to follow them.

“Why were you even there to begin with? I’m assuming at 16… you probably shouldn’t have been at a bar.” She asked gently, looking at him with cautioned curiosity. She hurt for him, despite that tiny piece of her being proud he cared to defend a woman, it was still a bit odd to hear him actually admit those things.

A snort came from the larger man, making him shake his head. “Fakes, babe. S’easy as shit, especially being as close to Vegas as we live. Paid a bit, but it was worth it. Now I’d spit in someone face for demanding that much for a fake but at the time it worked out fine.”

Bunny laughed at his comment, knowing she too had once tried to get a fake ID but inevitably decided against it. For the price of course, it was far more than she could afford at the time and well… Sterling would have her had her head.

“But Sterling was always there. The first time I met him he was also in a bit of trouble.” He shook his head at the memory, “I forgot what for, but they made us clean the clubhouse toilets together. It was a bonding experience.” The smell was something Harry could never erase from his mind. He had seen and smelled some horrible things in his time on earth, but that took the cake.

“He said he liked the way I talked. Most people made fun of me at school and shit but he always said he wished he sounded like me. Still mocks me for it now, the fucker.” He realized in that moment that he missed his brother. While he understood why he took off, he would be the only one who would know what to do. He was surprised he didn’t come back the moment he found out Bunny was in trouble, but it seems he must have gotten caught up else where.

She smiled sadly, knowing that she wasn’t the only one missing him. Her sadness was sort of outdone by the anger at the moment, knowing that if he was around that Harry wouldn’t have had such a stress on his shoulders but… things did happen for a reason. Harry stayed around, he protected, he mourned, he kept her safe while he had run. Little did he know, there was no way to outrun his emotions. She’d know.

“I love the way you talk, for the record.” Her foot nudged his own, giving him a smile. “But sounds like him. He’s always been a bit of a little shit. I wish he’d kept in contact when he left.”

Her form deflated slightly, and Harry could see the thoughts racing in her head. His girl was extremely easy for him to read and he knew more than well when her mood had shifted, making him sigh. There was an understanding to why he left, but Harry wouldn’t have chosen that route. A lot of things piled on Sterling at once and he was well aware of the heaviness that it must have put him through.

“I know, darling. But he’ll come back. If there’s an emergency he’s got a way to contact us. Dunno why exactly he chose the way he did but, I trust him enough to know that he did it for a reason.” He paused, trying to lighten their mood. “Besides, doubt he’d be keen t’let you go off with me. If he was around we’d have to sneak around.”

It made her think. Would they have even gotten together if her brother hadn’t left?

“Do you think…” she paused, looking at her hands for a moment. “Do you think we’d still end up together? If he was around? Would you have gone for me anyways?”

The question sat hanging in the air for a moment before Harry grasped it, rubbing under his nose in thought. “I do. I think… you would have worn me down. Tempted me another way. I was staying away from you because it was hard to not think of you in an inappropriate way once you’d come back. You weren’t a little girl. You were grown, a woman, and you’d made everything shift when you sat on my lap and tried to…. I dunno, seduce me?” He laughed through his nose. “I felt guilty for thinking about you that way but you’re not just my best friend’s little sister. You’re a grown woman, determined as hell, and I had a feeling the dam would break at some point.”

“I’m happy it did.” Bunny smiled, a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes. “I’ll be honest, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to come from it. I knew we’d get along, but you really did surprise me.” She had never seen him interact with women so she was really taking a chance in getting involved with him and potentially making things awkward.

“Well,” Harry let out a chuckle, shaking his head to himself. “I know I surprised myself. Didn’t expect to feel this way, I guess there is a first for everything… I’m sure you know how special you are to me by now— but I didn’t think I had it in me either.” It was something he thought about often. He wondered if she hadn’t put her cards on the table if he would have ever put himself out there to find someone special.

“I made a habit not to sleep with the same woman twice.” He thought she should hear about it straight from the source. “So I guess you can say I’ve never been in a relationship. Never really wanted one with all the shit that goes down in the club. Saved me the headache.” The two of them were more than aware of how intense his feelings got, it wasn’t for the faint of heart.

“You’re worth more than every second of mental torture I’ve been through.”

Bunny softened at that, the pure genuine words making her want to say ‘fuck it’ and toss the game to the side. Getting to this gooey, uncovered layer of Harry was so surprising. To feel how he thought she was worth every bit of it? Her heart swelled.

So she followed her desires. Picking herself up, she rounded the table and placed herself on top of him, straddling his lap. Her cool fingers tipped his chin up and brought their lips together, and Harry was more than happy to respond.

One arm wrapping around her arm and pulling her close while the other threaded into her hair, he felt his heart thudding in his chest. It was hard to admit these things, to put himself on the line and show that delicate vulnerability he had been programmed to hide away. He hadn’t been able to be soft, to show weakness, to be afraid or sad. Bunny let him. She allowed him to just… be. That was more valuable than anything in the world. His hand tightened slightly in her hair, pressing for a deeper kiss and trying to channel how much it actually meant to him for her to be here, for her to carry his weight on her shoulders, that she trusted him enough to protect her.

Pulling away with a soft click of their lips, the corner of his mouth lifted as he moved to brush some of the wetness from underneath hers. Tending to her delicately with his rough fingertips, showing the vast differences between them both and yet, they fit like puzzle pieces. “Yeah? S’that how it is, baby?” He asked in a hushed voice, knowing she was trying to convey how she felt through the kiss as well.

“Yeah just like that,” Her tone was sweeter than it was when she normally spoke those words. Allowing her hands to hands to rest against his neck she kept his eyes locked on hers, admiring the stars that seemed to have formed within them. “Still feel like it wasn’t enough, but we have a game to play.”

Pressing a few more sweet kisses to his lips and face she reluctantly moved to sit across from him. It didn’t feel right sitting so far from him, even if it was just a few feet.

“Don’t distract me with your sweetness.” She squinted, her competitive nature aiding in keeping the conversation light. Her goal was to keep Harry comfortable as she dug deeper in his mind, wanted him to feel reassured and confident that there was little he could do to change her mind.

“We were talking secrets… care to share another or is there something you’d like me to spill?” Bunny raised a brow, placing some tiles on to the board.

“Oh, there’s plenty I want you to spill.” He laughed. It was a bit odd for him to feel almost disappointed that she went back to her spot, his arms and lap feeling surprisingly empty. He wanted her closer, snuggled up on him all the time. Perhaps it was a him problem.

“When did you truly start to have your crush on me?” He questioned, looking at the tiles and then back at her. She was truly so distracting, he felt like suddenly the game didn’t matter. He was going to let her win regardless, considering he was too distracted by the topics at hand.

“Oh, god.” She groaned. “Always. I used to get so upset when you’d treat me like a kid and ruffle my hair. I wanted you to see me as a woman. I know now, obviously, you were just being appropriate and it makes me feel better than you were like that now that I know better but… yeah, always.” Her smile faded a bit but it stayed small on her lips as she remembered back then.

“You were always attractive. Even when you were scrawnier and had only a few tattoos. Felt like every time you came over you had more and more and you kept letting your hair grow… you looked more wild. Rugged. And then when I came home from college and I saw you at the party that night- I told you, I don’t know what exactly my plan was, but I knew I wanted you. You looked so good, and I was jealous because so many people talked about you and how they wanted to be your ‘pick of the night.’” She narrowed her eyes at him. It was in the past, but it still made her tummy hurt to think about other people and him. “They didn’t know you like I did. Didn’t know your sushi preferences and pizza toppings and that you really thrive when you’re on your bike. They saw you physically, the mysterious persona….” There was a pause. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s attractive. But there was so much more to you than just that. It bugged a little, I guess. Having people talk about you like a sex object. The reason I was so attracted to you was because I felt like I knew you, you were safe with a tiny edge of the danger of my brother… but you’d take care of me.” She looked down at the tiles with a smile. Harry more than took care of her now.

“But yeah.” Breaking out of her memories, she returned to his eyes. So intense, but fond. “Always had a crush. I wanted you to like me, always.”

“Knew that.” Harry smirked, feeling what he could only assume are butterflies at the idea of her always wanting to be his. She always was, even if he didn’t know it yet. “I should rephrase… What was the moment you realized it was possible?” He always wondered at what point of their little arrangement did it become more than just a deal. The topic of her affection towards him was one that always lifted his spirits, reminded him that there was hope for a self proclaimed beast like himself to find a beauty of his own.

She felt shy, remembering their weed induced talk in his old room at the club. How they never really got to finish the conversation but finished nonetheless. With heated cheeks she cleared her throat, fiddling with the tiles displayed on her stand.

“In the kitchen, after our first trip to the grocery store.” How could she forget? Him pressing her into the counter, daring to see if she could handle his proximity. “You we’re looking at me in a way you hadn’t before… though now I know it’s the look you give me before you’re about to fuck me.” Her eyes flickered up to his to see him looking at her with the same look she’s described.

“Was that it?” A smug look adorned his face as he wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb. “Thought you were uncomfortable with me touching you, but we got home and I realized you were just squirmy. Still are.” He was teasing, taking his turn before leaning back to sink into the couch. “Love when you get like that. S’like you want me so bad you can barely keep it together. M’always gonna give it to you baby.”

She knew he was right. She was an open book for him, an easy way in. He had the key to unlock the most needy parts of her, even though lately he had been the one feeling it. Remembering that was so clear to him, now with the knowledge he had- she was gagging for it. His sweet girl was just unsure how to ask for it.

“I know I made you wait at first but… M’sure you can understand that part of that was to make sure you didn’t just act impulsively. Think subconsciously I knew….” He took a breath. “Knew that once I actually had you, took you properly, I wasn’t going to want anyone else. So I made you wait until you were sure you wanted it.” And god, did she. He still remembers her breathy moans and how she had squirmed under him, desperately trying to get closer.

“Y’know it’s serious, yeah?” He wanted to reiterate it. “You’re mine and m’not giving you up. Doesn’t matter if Sterling wants to try and beat my ass, doesn’t matter what anyone says. You belong with me, to me.” His eyes shone, an intense look in the green that he knew she could see.

“I do now.” She teased though his words shot sparks throughout her body. Knowing that Sterling would definitely have an issue until he saw just how happy the two of them were together, the same was TJ reacted when he saw them. “I’m in your secret lair aren’t I?”

Bunny got up to grab her coffee, bringing his over in case he changed his mind. The conversation was far more riveting than the game though, wasn’t sure why they thought they’d play when they were each others greatest entertainment.

“And another thing for the record, I don’t care what Sterling says. I won’t let him beat your ass for stepping up and being there in his absence. He can scream and throw punches, but it is my choice. Our choice. It’s his own fault he missed seeing it unfold.” It was then that she realized she was holding a lot more resentment towards her brother than she thought.

“Do you think it’s fucked up of me to be mad that he left? Know between Dad and Christina he couldn’t have felt good but is there something else I’m missing? To up and leave town? To leave me? He was like a best friend to me too… Couldn’t he step up and be a man? Know that dad would have wanted him to be there…”

Harry sighed at this, getting up from his seat to join her. He’d pulled her legs over his lap, hand spread against her thigh to act as a comfort for both of them.

“S’okay to be mad. He’s just…” Harry wanted to protect his friend but knew that his secrets would catch up to him. She deserved an explanation, even if it would mean he’d chew his ass out later.

“Your brother and myself both have had our fair share of struggles and we cope with them in not so healthy ways. S’why we’re so close… Violence, sex, drugs…” He began rubbing her thigh with his thumb, soothing her and bracing her for the information he was about to give. “He wasn’t really up for violence after the incident, too heart broken to think of fucking anyone else…”

He could see the wheels turning in her head, there was only one option left.

“He got hooked, Bun…. And it wasn’t pretty. If he’d stayed there he would have died.”

Her face paled slightly. This was something she did not know.

Something she was horrified that she’d missed, in all honesty. How could she not have realized? Her hand tightened, squeezing in a fist as she looked down at his hand on her thigh. “Are you serious?” She knew he wasn’t joking. Harry would never joke about that, not with her.

“M’sorry, sweetheart.” He felt his own stomach twist, seeing the devastation. “S’why he went. He couldn’t stand the thought of you or your mum finding out, or have you either be affected.” It was a heavy burden for him to carry, the secret he never wanted her to know- but if Bunny was his, he wasn’t about to keep that from her. Especially seeing how torn up she was about it. It hurt her and he could see it, but perhaps she could understand now.

“So-so he went away to get clean? Is he in a rehab?” She asked, a little shocked but wanting her answers. His soothing palm continued to rub up and down her leg, a look of concern on his face.

“Dunno. He said he would. He calls the clubhouse every other months just to make sure we know he’s alive but he leaves messages. Usually it just says ‘all good’ and hangs up. It’s from payphones. We could track them, we have, but they bounce around. Dunno if it’s him trying to throw us off a trail but, the life wasn’t something he needed at the moment. At least not here. I know he’s hung around with a different chapter of a club, some who had different dealings than us, but he’s staying a lone wolf for now.  I know the bare minimum. I wish I had more to offer you.” He murmured, trying to soothe her the best he could.

“No- no, I’m glad you told me. At least… I know you can’t tell me a lot of the club stuff, but I’m glad you told me about this. I’m still upset with him- but at least now I can understand better.”’she sniffed, trying not to let her eyes burn.

Her poor brother, navigating that alone. It also popped another question into her head. “Is… uh, is that why you kind of stopped all the other stuff? You only really smoke now… is that why?”

He nodded his head slowly. Feeling his own body begin to stiffen as all the memories of his own experiences came flooding back.

“It was uh… Fuck I hate talking about shit.” It was the only thing that made him feel dirty. Sure, blood of rapist and traffickers and fucked up individuals was dirty but not to like this. “Here in the UK it’s easy to get anything you want, it’s expected it’s the one thing that class can’t divide. My mum, she’s been hooked as long as I can remember.” Harry always wondered why he too went down the same path, wondered how he ended up that way. Thought it was genetic but he knew it was more than that.

“Guess when I started I was curious about what could have been so good about it that you’d forget about your child.” He shook his head at that, “TJ and I bonded over that. Guess we both wanted to see what it was about… and fuck did I love coke.” He shook his head in shame. “Was fun at first, but shits expensive and doing it as often as I was comes with it’s own set of issues. Never injected anything though, had seen enough from mum to put me off for life.”

It was Bunny’s turn to soothe him, setting her mug down on the table before tugging his body to rest against hers. With his head on her chest she pressed a kiss to the crown of his head, silently confirming she was listening. Decided there wasn’t much to say, didn’t want to pity him, wanted to understand.

“Psychedelics are harmless, weed… even a bit of mdma doesn’t hurt, but there are just some things better left undiscovered. Euphoria to that degree, a clear mind, just peace… it’s a feeling people die for. The withdrawals only make you want it that much more, the relief. S’like a death wish.” He took another deep breath, focusing on the sound of her heartbeat to keep him grounded. Seeing Sterling go through withdrawals was one of the most agonizing experiences of his life. His screams, using every last bit of energy to beg him for more. To let him leave in his fragile and sweaty state. He wasn’t himself towards the end of it, Harry was glad he left.

“The first few weeks after your dad died we had a bender. Needed something to get our minds off of everything, thought it’d be harmless wasn’t anything we hadn’t done before… the clubs full of that shit. But I’d never seen your brother like that. Nothing was working, so he took matters in to his own hands.”

Harry hated it. He hated that he did that, that he hadn’t seen it. He should have been paying attention, should have been more cognizant that he was taking more than he should, that he wasn’t stopping when he was himself. Harry had a past with the drugs, he knew his limits, but Sterling had always gone easy on it. Copper didn’t do them. He was a bit straight lace besides alcohol and would probably chop a finger off of Sterling had he been alive, but he wasn’t and there was nothing stopping him anymore.

“Once I realized he had a true problem, I was sober. For me… it was a bit easier to take time off, because I’d been taking shit my whole life. I loved being high, I loved the feeling of being untouchable- but seeing what it did to him made me feel sick. Sort of like… it was my fault for doing it with him.” He still harbored that guilt to this day. Thinking of what could have been if he’d just recognized it and been even the slightest bit emotionally intelligent.

“We always smoked together, that was no big deal but he started getting into some of the harder shit. Shit I saw my mum do and I…” he swallowed the lump in his throat. “I had to physically lock him away. I wouldn’t let drugs take another person’s life away. Even if he didn’t die, it steals your life. I made sure people knew that if they gave him something, I’d kill them. Brotherhood be damned. I kept him in a room of the clubhouse with Viper and made sure he had food, water, TV. The whole thing. We were… I don’t want to use the word lucky, but we caught the addiction forming and as soon as I saw what I did, I took care of it. You just lost your dad. You couldn’t lose someone else.” He knew she would be gutted. She’d always been closer with her father considering her mother worked night shifts and as lovely as she was, she was a bit too focused on work after her husband died. Bunny needed people.

“So when we finally got him to a rational state, I told him he needed to go to an actual rehab. He freaked- drove off for hours until I found him, and he told me he needed to get away. That everything there was reminding him of what made him want to use and… I don’t blame him.

Sometimes I get upset because he left you, but he left you and your Mum in my care. Though she has your step dad…" Harry didn’t like the guy. He was… something was off about him, maybe it was seeing her mother with someone else? but he didn’t have a solid reason to dislike him, so he stayed quiet about it.

“I’d been doing a good job avoiding you, actually. I felt guilty about feeling attracted to you once you’d gotten home and I hated seeing you with your little boyfriends. Made me violent. So staying away was what kept me sane- until he left. And I had t’follow you around a bit. Even if you didn’t see me, but you usually did. Scared the fuck out of me when you told me someone was stalking you. I’ve already lost Copper, and your brother was in the wind. I couldn’t let you get hurt. That’s how it started, anyways.”

It was a lot for her to take in at once, but she was taking it better than she expected. Besides the aching in her heart and pit in her stomach, the only thing she could feel was an intense surge of love. It was Harry who was always thinking of her, protecting her and those she loved. It was him who had made her feel safe and put her needs before his own.

“Thank you. For everything, Harry. I really mean it.” She whispered quietly, smoothing a hand over his hair. She didn’t want to disturb him, just squeezed his body a little tighter and wrapped her legs around him. “I-I know it wasn’t easy. Can’t begin to comprehend what it was like, don’t know if I want to I just—“ She didn’t know how else to explain it when her thoughts were going a million miles a minute. “I want you to know I’m proud of you and you’ve grown into such an incredible man… I don’t care how fucked up things you do are, you’ve a heart of gold and you’re far smarter than you give yourself credit for.” She felt like a bit of a brat now, for giving him such a hard time with things when there was so much she wasn’t aware of. So many layers to the story she hadn’t known.

“I want you to remember that, okay?  No matter what happens, I want to know everything. Want to help how I can, even if it’s just to listen. I don’t want you to ever feel like you can’t trust me with something, I will always hear you out. I can’t lose you, I—“

I love you. She wanted to say.

“When Sterling comes back and we go home and all of this shit is over I want us to stick together…”

Harry hadn’t had someone tell them him they were proud of him. He’d heard an occasional ‘good job’, but he can’t remember a time where someone had genuine pride over him, and he could feel it in his bones. She meant every word. He was slightly overwhelmed, the heavy topic throwing him for a loop but it was a necessity.

“Yeah? You think I’d ever let you go?” He tipped his head up to look at her before he moved his body. “You think I give a fuck if anyone’s mad that I took what was mine? I’ve been fucked when you came along, baby. Been yours for longer than you knew, I tried to shield you from this shit- and I still will, the best I can. But… you’ve proven to me that you can handle it. You can handle me.”

Harry needed to feel a bit of control, shifting so he could pull her on top of him. He wanted to feel her weight on him, to keep her in his arms. With her, he didn’t have to be Reaper. Though that part was always there, that wasn’t what she was here for. She was here for Harry. “M’gonna take care of you. Okay? Always.” He tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. “Even if he hadn’t of told me, I would have been there for you. And m’proud of you too. Staying as strong as you have when all the shit life’s thrown at you. M’gonna get you out of this. Or we can stay here.” He brushed his finger against her nose, tracing the curve. “Can run away, live here. Just the two of us. Won’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’ll take care of you.”

The offer was enticing. Running away? Staying here, away from everything they knew? She thinks if she had him she wouldn’t care. She could be happy here. Thoughts of opening a restaurant in London, walking the streets carefree, having Harry to come home to… a family of their own?

Was it a possible?

“Would you be happy?” She asked gently, watching his eyes for any bit of hesitation. “The club, it’s your life is it not?” Though many people wouldn’t understand, it was something he enjoyed. It felt rewarding to him. Brotherhood and the risk and reward. An outlet for all the darkness that lived in his bones. She would be damned if she took it away from him for her own selfish desires.

Besides, her mother was in Vegas. Sterling somewhere in the states. He’d be devastated if he came back to see they’d left him on his own. They had to go back for him, they owed it to him at the very least.

“It was.” He looked over her face. The club was his life- it was still very important to him, but as morbid as it sounded, before this he didn’t care too much about his own life. It wasn’t that he wanted to die, but he thought his time was limited. Borrowed. It’s part of why he never had a relationship. Partially because none of them appealed like she had, but also because… he simply felt like he would die and leave someone grieving.

“If… if this guy continues. If we go back and we still can’t catch him, if he torments you further, we’ll leave.” He promised. It was the best option. “We’ll give it a few months when we’re back. I know this man must be fuming, angry that we’ve gone off.”  But he knew, he wouldn’t rest until Bunny felt okay. Until she felt secure and happy.

“There’s only one person who could make me want to leave. And it’s you. If it’s down to your safety… I think Viper would understand.”

Logistically he would be fine. He hoarded his money away. Contrary to people’s thoughts, he was smart. He invested, he bought properties- he needed fallbacks. He had never been sure why- but this solidified it. It had been his intuition knowing he’d have something to cherish one day.

“But if we go back and you hate it? If you tell me you’re miserable and tired? M’taking us back.” He promised. “Jus’ you and me. It’s all we need.”

A pipe dream, they’d have to meet other people eventually. But being alone, just with her seemed like a dream come true.

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“Babe, do you want sweet popcorn or savory or both?” Bunny took movie nights very seriously, popcorn was something she felt was a specialty snack. The seasoning was key. Turning around with a spatula in her hand, head tilted, eyes wide waiting for an answer. He looked so handsome fresh out of the shower, a pair of loose grey sweats hanging off his hips.

“Both. Exactly, silly me! That was a stupid question.” She spoke before he could answer, dropping a kernel in to the pan to check if the oil was hot enough.

The two had spent the rest of their day chatting, joking, and eating. Even went on a walk along the backyard of the property to get some fresh air. Enjoying each others company without the need to be anyone but themselves. It was just so easy. By the time the sun went down, the two of them decided to freshen up and head downstairs to continue their lazy day.

Wearing one of Harry’s old club shirts and a pair of black panties to match, Bunny felt like they were still at his apartment in Vegas. Home was wherever they were after all.

It was hard not to feel especially fond of her when she was wearing his clothing. That she looked so undeniably his, so perfect and soft, she was grabbing at his heart. The heart that continued to try to burst from his chest as he looked at her.

He loved her. He loved her so much. His eyes narrowed playfully at her, watching as she stood there, testing out the popcorn. Making him fantasize about this being his daily life. About having her with his ring on her finger and maybe a kid in her stomach, making his insides twist. He wanted that.

He wanted that life with her. To come home to find her comfortable, barefoot and happy. Cooking. Doing what she loves. He wanted her to smile forever, to smile at him forever and help him see the sun like she managed to do every day- even when it wasn’t visible in the sky, he could see it when she smiled.

He was quiet, watching as she gave him a look. Taking the spatula, he placed it back down on to the counter, turning her around so her back was against the counter and away from the stove. Pinning her there, he held her face in his palm, taking a moment just to look at her.

She was stuck, pinned to the cool counter, but there was something in his eyes. This time she went with the flow, even with her heart beating fast, wrapping her arms over his neck and arching slightly up at him with her own softest smile.

“What are you thinking about, H?” She questioned, toying with the hair at the nape of his neck. “You look like you’re thinking awfully hard.”

He was trying to figure out how to say it. What would be the best way to say the words he’d never spoke to anyone in his life. Love was something he never thought he would have the opportunity to experience, but love is the only thing he ever felt about her he thinks.

Just say it.

He could just spit it out like it was nothing, casually admit his feelings and see what would happen. It felt like the most natural thing to do, but the words were weighted. He wanted them to be special, she’d remember this forever, he hoped.

“Thinking about how beautiful you are, Y/N.” He was so serious, she swore she felt her heart slow down. “And how I’ve never seen you so relaxed, you look like you belong here. In this house, with me…” His time had never been so sweet and delicate. He leaned in to place a kiss to her forehead before resting his own against hers for a moment. With one more peck to her lips he pulled back, staying quiet as they stood there looking at each other.

“I’m thinking that, I love you, Bunny. So much.”

[megamagimugi]

Ooookay, time to try the headcanon thingy 😁😁

-Your favorite musical artist is NOT Muse. Admit it. Deep down you LOVE Taylor Swift and you can't hide it anymore 😌

-Your favorite food is pasta. More specifically: spaghetti 🍝

-You're actually VERY good with words and you could totally write your own FanFiction (and I would read 😌). And if this isn't canon yet, who knows, maybe someday it will be 😜❤️

-You and I are twins separated at birth. You just happened to be sent to one country while I was sent to another, as in "Parent trap."

-Speaking of which... You are not just like Mario: you ARE Mario. That's why you keep your identity so secret hehehe 🤪 I caught ya! 😁❤️

ALSO.

MARIO.

GRAB YOUR HAMMER.

💣💣💣

Based on this ask game

Okie dokie, let's see what my dearest spiritual twin came up with:

- First of all, I know you're trying to get a rise out of me and it's not gonna work😊 My love for Muse is 100% canon and unquestionable! Fun fact from the Mugi Lore: there was a period in my life, a good couple of years, when I used to only listen to them and nothing else, when I also learned most of the lyrics by heart despite not yet fully understanding them. As for Taylor Swift... meh. I don't mind her but it's not like I particularly like her? There's absolutely nothing special about her as a musical artist in my eyes, for better or worse.

- Hmm, that is a good headcanon as I do indeed love pasta in its many forms, spaghetti included!🍝 I sure eat it often, too. But is it my favorite? There's so much good food in the world that it's not easy to say for sure😋 But yeah, close enough to canon for me👍

- Moi, good with words?🤔 Just because I'm good at yapping and rambling a lot in written form doesn't make me good at it, and it definitely doesn't mean I'm good at creative writing😆 My canon so far is: I tried and failed to write fanfiction twice. But just as you said, who knows, maybe someday your headcanon will become canon indeed😌✨️ For now, I'm sticking to my comic, the closest thing to a fanfic I've ever created, and we'll see how it goes first!

- That's a nice headcanon to have, and I can see how it would explain our special connection in canon❤️💚 I've never watched that movie so I had to look up the synopsis. I can confirm right here and now that you and I are NOT identical twins like in the movie... there's still a chance we're fraternal twins, though🥰 And how cool would that be?

- Oh! How'd you know?🫢🤯 Whoops, busted! It's-a me!

Jk jk, not revealing my identity this easily🙂‍↔️❤️ But MAYBE! I'm letting you keep your headcanon neither confirmed nor debunked for the time being😁

Now...

COME ON, WEEGEE!🔨

💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨💣🔨

✨️Excellent✨️

Oh yeah!😄👍

[psychoticallyadorbz]

introduction

Hello! This is a RP acc for my oc, Reina!

my main acc is : @v4lluvsst0n3 (same user on a bunch of socials)

rules:

~no nsfw.

~no discrimination towards anyone of different race, gender, sexuality, etc.

~ DNI: xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia, xenogenderphobia/neopronounphobia (I’m not that educated in them so sorry if I’m accidentally rude. But I’ll call you by them if you go by them :3), p3dophile, maps, inc3st, discriminatory of other religions, etc. I think you get the gist

~safe space for all ~this is a oc x canon acc (Reina’s love interest is stone cuz uh uh uh uh YUH. //update, I made them break up so now they’re exes hehehe//) but oc x oc can and will sometimes be allowed (ex: our ocs platonically/not platonically flirting. But it won’t be the og ship)

TW: S/H, AND 🍇!! Lore:

Reina WAS part of a lootbag family. She was very como se diceeee..STUPID. Very stupid. And her parents had high expectations on her and her sister, Nebula. Whilst Nebula read books like “Psychology: The basics” or whatever, Reina was over here reading “Dracula”. Yes, the girl is a vampire fanatic, along with a fantasy fanatic. All in general, DUMB, according to her parents. They would tell her she’s dumb and whatnot to her face, the girl was a CHILD dude. So yes, abused. Yada yadaaa.(by the way, her parents were planning on to try and arrange her and uhmmm Tre to marry..)Anyways, one day, Reina had an argument with her parents. Let’s just say, 3yr Reina had lots to say. So, her parents came into her room while she was sulking, and told her they were gonna take a stroll around town, yay!! WOOP WOOP!! After a while of that, they tell her to wait by a bench so they can get ice cream. DAWG THEY ABANDONED HER. So she became a scrap, got SH’ed by some rando when she was 6 (totally not saying that out of experience hahaha), the got ADOPTED?? WOAAAHHHH NO WAAAYYYYY! Yeah so, she became a ‘lootbag’ again, but she’s actually nice yippie!

Then when she turned 14 she was like “…damn..I’m broke af.. and I need a job since my parents are in business trips most of the time, and I don’t have a maid or butler! I need to be independent and get a job and-“ she got a job as an assassin guys. An underground assassin corps that’s disguised as a casino, when it was a casino, she was bartending. #childlabor <\3. Anyways, then her assassin corps forced her to eat a human body, and she kindddaaa became a cannibal after that. Luckily she knows how to maintain herself.

she also has this coworker name Archibald who’s a cult leader and 🍇’d reina and harasses her a BUNCH

And how she met the trio, she met them bc she was hoping from roof to roof to practice her assassin shit, then she came across the pageant but it was while the trio was fighting the zombie lootbag ppl. She was just watching. And silently judging since she thought they were doing amateur moves. They spot her, she runs away. The next day she takes a walk outside then comes across them again. They confront her, it goes kinda like: “Were you watching us yesterday?” “Nooo..” “……….” “Can I hang out with you guys, I have like zero friends” “You’re literally a lootbag” “idgaf” “Alright then.” cough cough. Then Reina with her emo vampire obsessed self realizes stone looks kinda like a vampire! Pale skin, dark aesthetic, blah blah blah, the girls head over heels!! But in the universe I set her in, skippingstone is canon, but in a situationship way. So then she’s like “bummer….I HATE THAT GINGER BITCH SM AAAAAHHHHHHH” so she hates Skipp. I don’t hate Skipp btw guys. My oc is just a Yandere cannibal girl. No, she doesn’t kill Skipp. So skipp and stone are like “guyssss we’re not d8ingg we just act like this cuz we’re homiesss” and it’s kinda the same with Reina and stone, but stone is more secretive abt it and Reina runs her mouth and calls him her bf.

Then Reina meets some other friends who are my friends oc. Then one of them mysteriously leaves (cough cough @pxrfaitgirlz/ @ghostlyspiderlily cough cough) then Reina turns EMO and ANGSTY. Then she breaks up w stone and turns more dry and rude and whatnot. (she breaks up with him due to Archibald actions, she feels guilty and that she was disloyal. She also feared she’d hurt stone due to her being a cannibal and assassin)

Then the friend who left, Bea, comes back! Yayyy!! No, Reina doesn’t get back w stone, she actually hates him. But that’s to keep him away so she doesn’t fall in love again.

that’s where it’s @ rn hahaha

(1st photo is when she was w stone, 2nd is after/when she broke up w him)

sorry that is was lengthy, I barely get to yap abt my oc, uhhhh yeah. baiii :33

ALSO BANNER IS MADE BY @capy-123rs AND PFP BY @pxrfaitgirlz

LALALLALALALALALLAALAL

[magical-anon-kids]

Hi!! 🌟✨⚡

im 🌟! I usually undo the chaos ✨ causes. She's annoying but I care for her anyway!

HEHEH tis i, ✨! I'm 🌟's lil sis! I will murder ppl for you lmao hehehe

Hi. I'm their cousin. My dad is an ass and I'm actively living with them. Because.my dad is an ass. My name is ⚡!

✨🌟⚡

-✨

-🌟

-⚡

(Mod: @the1andonly-adrienbillcipherfan )

Hehehe!

Btw these are forsaken OCs in progress you'll get lore someday

THEY ARE FAMILY IF YOU SHIP THESE SILLIES YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

Also 🌟 is called kai Kevin when not using emojis

And ✨ is Kylie when not using emojis

⚡ is Annie Adrien when not using emojis.

!!!WIP OCs!!!

Secret sibling who lives under a bridge:

☄️/ iris. She is fuckin homeless because she wasn't in the buy two get one free deal

Canon parents of the kids:

Kylie and Kevin's parents are Bacon and Acorn! (@holding-eachother-no-memorys)

Adrien's dad is Noob.

Iris's parents fuckin died. RIP

[thedrixie]

Hehehe fan art of Markus Sinclair with bonus Bridal art

I present fanart and other silly nonsense with my oc Bridal added

Markus Sinclair belongs to @skellinore. this art is for entertainment purposes only and is a simple and silly little tribute to the beautiful Markus that Skellinore as blessed my tumblr feed with UwU. That being said, anything I say in this post is strictly what ifs and for giggles. So enjoy OwO

A little disclaimer, anything that is purple is Markus and anything that is blue is Bridal! Now you can enjoy!

I was strictly just going to draw Markus at first but then I remembered my baby boy Bridal exists and as I was looking a little further into Markus's info and details, I realized they had some similarities and decided 'Hey! why not make them interact with each other a little'. So here we are. For those who don't know my oc Bridal, bridal is a male slender being that comes from an extremely wealthy family called the Calpriums. Bridal could count as a prince if you want to dig into his history but I can guarantee Bridal himself would smack you if you tried. He is trying to be iconic and successful in his own right and doesn’t want to be in the limelight for things he didn’t do. So he’s kind of left his old life behind and has started new where he works now as both a wedding brand owner and a mortician. I will get a little further into detail about the mortician part later on

I noticed that Markus is a heavily romantic kind of guy and Bridal being…. Well, Bridal and his wedding, fairy tale, romantic loving having ass would probably be decent friends, if not maybe close friends with Markus if the two ever crossed paths. I was reading through Markus’s info and saw he loved to write poems and plan romantic candle lit dinners. So I feel like if Bridal and Markus were left alone together, there would be a high chance that the two of them would be being silly little hopeless romantics with Markus talking about his favorite poems and best dinner ideas and bridal rambling about his favorite love songs and silly little rom coms.

A silly little idea I had while drawing this was that if Markus and Bridal were friends for a while, Markus would eventually start practicing guitar around Bridal (since I read Markus plays guitar and piano) and would have conversations with bridal while tuning his guitar (hence the photo above). But I had a funny thought that during a long run of their friendship, Markus wouldn’t realize that Bridal also played music. So it would be humorous when one day bridal just goes….

BOOM and pulls out his violin in front of Markus and Markus is just flabbergasted by it and Bridal is just like ‘yes, dear friend. I also am a member of the string player group’. Which I feel like you just add an extra topic to talk about during their conversations as bridal often writes his own music in his free time. (Yes I’m dropping secret lore about bridal in here. Why? Cause I can UwU)

Yes, I drew the two like they were part of a goofy cheesy noir detective show. Markus’s said his goal was the be the best detective so he deserves to be drawn like a rom com noir detective. Did I use this as an excuse to draw Markus in a detective outfit because he would totally look like he would be one of those detectives that cares extremely deeply about his partner in justice? ….. perhaps. Do I regret it? Not even slightly OwO

I also used it as an excuse to draw bridal in his morgue outfit since Bridal, as said in his own bio, hates working in the morgue but is far too good at what he does to quit

!!!BRIDAL LORE DROP WARNING!!!

Now here is where I will drop a little more information on Bridal as I warned a little further up this post. In Bridals bio, it mentions he’s the creator and owner of both a wedding boutique and a beauty brand. However, what is not mentioned is that Bridal also owns his own morgue that is strictly used for detective and crime scene work. Bridal use to work at a much smaller morgue that was attached to a local police station back when he was first starting on his own journey of making a name for himself in the world without any help from the fame his family had. However, all its equipment was far too out of date and low quality that the accuracy rating was very low and poor. So when Bridals wedding brand started gaining traction and Bridal started making a high amount of money, he started using his money to build up his own morgue that became known in the crime scene field. Bridal always wanted to just be a wedding planner and luxury designer but he knew he had to have a back up plan. So Bridal got a medical degree and forensic science degree as even though Bridal was mostly interested in more fair and dainty things like pearls and perfume, Bridal was aways interested in the field of medicine, specifically in forensic science and mortician work. So while beginning his life on his own, he found work at the morgue mentioned earlier. So when Bridals luxury designer career took off, bridal hoped he would be able to leave the government licensed mortician job he had. However, when his designer career took off was when Bridal had became one of the most accurate mortician and forensic scientists and had a heavily established morgue, which made it impossibly hard to quit. So Bridal kept both jobs up, mostly focusing on his luxury designer career but also is still active in the justice system department.

Now back on track! With Markus being a detective and Bridal being a mortician that works very closely with police and detectives, I feel like the two would have first met via work. Perhaps the two were on the same cause and ended up connecting via sharing similar experiences and horrors in the field.

A funny little detail I thought I would add is Markus calling Bridal tootsie pop. Bridal would probably be sucking in a tootsie pop all the time in a desperate attempt to ween himself off of smoking, hence earning him the nickname. It never works but hey! He’s trying!

That is all for me! But throughly enjoyed drawing Markus Sinclair and making silly little doodles with him interacting with my Oc Bridal. It was a good excuse to expand on my drawing skills cause yes! I did learn something while doing this. Markus made me learn how to draw a proper hat lol. So thank you for that Markus

[decafdoodlez]

Hey I've been a fan for a while! I hope this isn't too much to ask but I love your character Rina and wanna learn more abt her.

Can you tell us some Rina fun facts? 🙈✨️

Have a nice day pookie

Aw, hi anon! <3

And it isn’t too much to ask, I love answering questions about my OCs! :D I’ll hit you with the basic facts, then some fun facts/lore, heheh.

Here are her basic facts:

Name: Marina “Rina” Kaninsen

Nationality & Ethnicity: Canadian citizen, Norwegian heritage

Age: 25 (Aquarius)

5’5” or 165 cm (She’s a bit taller than Ren, yippee!)

Rina Lore:

Marina was born into an affluent family who invested their capital into real estate and stocks. She is the youngest of 6 siblings, with a 13 year age gap between her older sister, and an 8 year gap between her youngest older twin brothers.

Rina’s father lost all of their wealth by the time Rina finished college. As a “favor,” Derek Goffard’s father proposed a deal with Rina’s father to have Rina work for him and he would give him a lump sum of money to get his business back up and running and life back on track. Mr. Goffard, the slimy gore pervert he is, did NOT have good intentions upon obtaining Rina, and would’ve acted on his impulses sooner or later if had gotten the chance to before she was kidnapped by Fox’s auctions. In a sense, Rina’s father sold Rina to the Goffards.

Marina worked at Goffard Conglomerate under Derek and his father as a business assistant for a little under a year.

Marina was kidnapped for auction after leaving alone early after a (one-sided) petty fight over drinks with her friends.

Fun Facts:

Rina’s last name, ‘Kaninsen,’ is a made up Norwegian patronymic name that means “son of rabbit.” Kind of a call back to her family having a lot of kids, haha.

Marina is fluent in Norwegian.

Rina appears to have pointed ears, though she does not possess any sort of mystical or elven heritage. (I just like pointed ears, like how Guts from Berserk has pointed ears and is just a human dude, lol.)

Before being kept by Fox, Marina preferred to dress modestly! She still does prefer to cover up, but Fox thinks it’d be a damn shame for her to just “cover up her beautiful assets.”

Rina is musically gifted, and plays piano and harp.

Marina is the most academically gifted amongst her siblings, and is quite smart.

Marina was a very career driven and “results driven” person.

Marina had NO relationship experience before being kidnapped then taken in by Fox as his “pet.”

Marina has a secret blog where she gushes over her nerdy interests. No one in her family or friend group knows of the blog.

Marina generally hides any nerdy interest from friends and family.

Though Marina is secretive about her otaku/weeb interests/habits, while in captivity in the bunker, Fox found her secret blog and read up on her interests and learned more about her want to live in a fantasy world.

Marina likes to play 18+ otome games.

Marina’s favorite eligible bachelor in her favorite otome series, Feral Fantasy, was a human-canine hybrid man with pointed dog ears and a tail, similar to Ren.

Rina learned how to knit while in Fox’s care, and sometimes tries to make him gifts, such as scarves, blankets, or sweaters. With each project, she gets better, and Fox is smitten with each gift she makes for him.

Marina is also into crafting, she even made an iron on decal sweater that says "Fox's #1 Fan," complete with the signature fox logo. (Fox thought it was adorable)

Marina rarely smiles, though she does smile a bit more after being kept by Fox, and it stops him dead in his tracks and warms Fox’s heart every time.

Marina also enjoys reading novels. Fox usually buys her a new novel each time he goes out into town, with or without her.

She can frequently be found with a book laid atop her chest as she sleeps on the couch, waiting for Fox to come home.

Fox has also designated a room in his living quarters filled with plushies, cute objects, and video games just for Marina to “play” in, especially when he’s away.

Though not falling for him immediately, Marina does eventually come to love Ren.

And I think that’s enough for now! :) If you have any specific questions about Rina, her background, or her relationship with Fox, I will be more than happy to answer! (SFW & NSFW asks are welcome!)

Thanks anon! Thank you for your curiosity about darling Rina! <3

[terranceholdsapencil]

I just watched space babies and Im gonna put some moments under the cut that are just so,,,

DOCTOR WHO SERIES 14 EPISODE 2 SPOILERS‼️ "Space babies"

-lets make this episode into one big exposition/lore dump so everyone knows whats going on

-RANI MENTIONED

-dinos <3

-ruby stepping on an actual butterfly and 15 blowing life into it again 😭 that was so stupid I absolute love it

-"One day this is wyoming"

-"Aha! Is that like a, uh, matter transporter like in star trek?" "hehehE! weve gotta visit them someday."

Im not even much of a star trek fan but I could totally watch doctor who with my star trek-autistic dad if there was a crossover. Also a crossover would be bangers.

-"Most of the universe is knackered, babes" fair.

-something about "the question is, why did I run?" "cause it was scAry!" "It was new. I LOVE meeting new things, so why did it give ME the shivers? I couldn´t run fast enough I was like 👏 WOOSH!"

I was like *clap* WOOSH!! (New stim unlocked)

-"So, this place, grows babies. What for? FoOd?" "fOo- who-whOT. FOOD? Theyre not tOmAtOes"

The way he said tomatoes is very special to me. As well as the general absurdity of that whole moment, actually

-giving her phone the space-time-signal boost!!! THAT MADE ME SO HAPPY TO SEE ON SCREEN AGAIN

-space babies. First I was a bit annoyed and baffled by the way he kept saying space babies but eventually he said it so often I just went "SPACE BABIES :D"

-ruby and 15 handling the space babies??? 😭 Man that was so pure

-maybe thats growing up queer and autistic but this line killed me

"Nobody grows up wrong.

You are, what you are, and that is magnificent"

Okay Im just gonna sit down and CRY because I really needed my comfort character to tell me this. Im not ready for it yet but I still need it. Ill get back to this once Im at peace with myself. To heal.

-"because I, am absolutely lovely, arent I? 🥰"

-"And do you wanna know my secret?

Theres no one like me in the whole, wide, universe. No one like me exists, and thats true of everyone. Its not a problem, captain pops. Its a superpower 💪 High five!"

-i absolutely laughed out loud and almost woke my father when ruby tried to calm the space babies and 15 kept scaring them.

"Theres no such things as the bogeman. That thing, was more-- sort of like, a, uhhh," "BOGEYMAN!"

-"That should recalibrate the whole shebang"

-abortion allegory got like super spelled out at one point and that was a bit awkward but I have no strong opinion on it, because the point they make still stands.

"Hang on. So, the planet down below will refuse to stop the babies being born, but once theyre born, they dont look after them??"

-the way jocelyn said 'because its terrifying" after 15 said "and WhY was I so scared?"

Also: "Yeah but Ive met a million ugly bugs, *I´m* and ugly bug, ThAt THIng, made me run, I just wonder why" youre not an ugly bug gorgeous

-"babies with a flame thrower?!" Was possibly the stupidest thing Ive ever seen and Im so happy cause that is exactly how doctor who works. Babies with flame throwers. Who even thought of that.

Also reminded me of the fact daleks had flame throwers at one point

-"The teaching software, it told a story!" "it invented the bogeyman!" "For the babies 🥺" "For the space babies 🥺" (i love them)

-snot monster

-it did confuse me how familiar they seem already. And that he basically gave her a tardis key before she even really agreed to travel with him. I LOVE them dont get me wrong but that felt too quick

-seeing mum at christmas <3

-"tell your mum not to slap me" someone has never recovered from jackie and sylvia

-ohhh dna scan

-probably something I forgot but:

Episode was fun. Too exposition heavy at times and structured differently from 'normal' who. But fun. And also super silly. And we LOVE super silly.

Space Babies. Space babies with flame throwers.

[thebindingofpillo]

Some character development questions:

Eden gets to fight one person from any era, peice of media, or other work of fiction. Do they take the opportunity? If so who do they choose to fight and why?

How did Az meet Mary Magdelene (the first iteration)? Was he in goat form at the time or did he choose that form later? If so why did he choose that form?

Also, in reference to Maggy's flashback dream, did Yeshua specifically reference Az as the good hands he was leaving her in?

Of your characters which is most likely to cheat at card games and who figures out the cheater first? (My guess is Eden and Cain fill both roles and end up quietly reenacting the spiderman pointing meme with their body language and facial expressions)

What was Edith like pre salt lick incident? (if you have any lore on that)

Finally: what makes each member of the au happiest?

Omg these are a lot of questions so this will be suuuuuper long lmao hope you don’t mind! But I know you wouldn’t lol. Anyway.

Eden is mostly a pacifist (or calls themselves one anyway) so I don’t think they’d try to fight anyone except maybe Azazel if he got on their nerves too much. And even then, they would mostly try to intimidate him into submission. As for any historical/fictional figure…. Uuuuuh probably nobody? Their main thing is just standing in the background watching. They didn’t lift a finger to help Azazel when the Nephilim were killed so I doubt they’d take action against anyone really. They did intervene in Eve and Adam’s first life, but only to help with their farm and after that they still blended in the background. They could have helped Eve in all her various lives where she was ostracized for being a demon but they never did more than offer her shelter and sometimes drive away a couple of people.

Azazel met Magdalene when he was in goat form yes!!! I actually want to go over his backstory in the second arc of the story (and it’s also the one I’m most excited about hehehe) BUT briefly: when he got out of hell he was hella traumatised, both from his years underground at the mercy of his abusive partner and because he never really processed what happened to the Nephilim (throw in also the guilt about abandoning his daughter in hell, this man has SUFFERED) so his plan was mostly to survive amongst humans and not much else. He was also really scared about forming new connections, since every time he tried something went horribly wrong, so he chose to stay in animal form and blend into the background. Minima risk of making new friends! Life was mostly okay, until he ended up in Judas’ flock (he was a shepherd in his first life) and that’s how he started actually caring about these people. So yeah, he first met Magdalene (and Judas) in animal form BUT his first “official” introduction to Maggy happened when Judas was already dead. I actually want to showcase this in the comic sometime, or even an event if anybody asks in depth about it, but basically, after those three days, Maggy went to retrieve Judas’ body from the tree and Azazel went with her (he was basically her pet at that point? She didn’t know he was sentient) but seeing her so distraught at the sight of her beloved made him choose to reveal himself. She was so sad and desperate that she didn’t really react that much, and so he held her until she calmed down a bit. They buried Judas and after a while they fled Jerusalem together and started new life somewhere else.

And YES Yeshua was definitely referencing him!! He already knew Azazel was no ordinary goat. I think Yeshua was Azazel’s first human friend after getting out of hell, but he still asked him to keep his secret because he was afraid of causing too much trouble. Try to explain to twelve men why the son of God is friends with what looks like a demon.

As for the characters most likely to cheat at cards: Cain. Definitely Cain. Lazarus too since he’s a little shit, but he wouldn’t really notice if someone was cheating right away. Cain is the master cheater, with millennia of experience to booth. Azazel might know how to cheat at cards, but he probably only knows very old games that aren’t in use anymore. As for Eden, they don’t really have an interest in cards so they usually don’t play, but I guess they could know how to cheat if they put their mind to it? But they’d never notice anyone cheating at cards with them. Eden is, first and foremost, dumb as a rock. They might love humans, but they do not understand them. Body language, facial expressions, tone, it’s all lost on them. Just look how they handled Judas, you can’t tell me that dude has ever had a coherent thought in their whole life. If they had any money you could easily scam them out of it and they’d be none the wiser.

And now Edith time… I must admit I didn’t really think much about her, but since Lot and his family were the only ones spared from the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah… I guess she was an okay woman? Her marriage to Lot was most definitely arranged (as was the custom) but not an entirely bad one, she probably loved her daughters enough to teach them about sin and protect them, she might have had friends in Sodom and that’s why she turned around… Maybe she wanted to see her city one last time? She probably had family there too if you think about it, it made sense she would turn around even if God told her not to. Mythology is full of people who turn around when they shouldn’t.

And now the big one, which I’m going to divide into a list because I want to be neat

Isaac: I guess he’s the happiest when a good client commissions him and allows him to live his dream a little bit longer. He’s a struggling artist kinda like me lol and while he loves what he does he fears it won’t be enough to support him in the long run. He tries to not think about it. Luckily some new supernatural shenanigans are on the way to get his mind off of things!

Magdalene: learning new things and spending time with her loved ones make her happiest. They have the ability to make her feel like the best woman on earth even when she feels like a failure. And they’re always the first to hype her up. Her family is also very much up there with things that make her happy.

Judas: his lovers make him the most happy. It’s nice to be reminded you’re loved and cared for even if you feel like a failure of a human being. And while he hisses and spits like a cat at the mere thought of affection, he cherishes every moment with them always. They got him through a lot of rough times and helped him hang on just a little longer every time.

Azazel: not being in hell anymore makes him the happiest. Sure, life on Earth isn’t nice all the time, he still has to see his loved ones die over and over before him, and he needs to find them at every new iteration, but it’s still a million times better than being in hell. He’s carved himself a little place to exist on Earth and he couldn’t be happier about it.

Apollyon: Being on Earth makes him happy. He’s never seen it before and every day is a new wonder for him. And the fact that he gets to experience it with the people he loves the most is a very nice bonus.

Cain: he hasn’t felt happiness in a long time. The most he can go for is numbness, and it’s usually found at the bottom of a bottle.

Eve: she loves being an artist and her work. I think her happiest is when she gets to tattoo someone who loves her work. It feels like leaving a little piece of her with them.

Lilith: a lot of things make her happy, hanging out with her friends, the children she teaches at her kindergarten, a good meal, playing with Fwendy… she’s learned to appreciate the little things in life. I guess the “boring” times are the one where she’s the most happy, everyone is fed and there’s nothing to worry about, what’s not to love? Cain will also find a way to make her even happier but it’s a bit too early for that hehe.

Eden: Eve makes them happiest but they don’t know that yet.

Samson: he’s the happiest when he doesn’t have to think about his mother and when he’s out of the house. It’s not like he’s unhappy with her, but he’s always immensely stressed.

Lazarus: this is a tricky one, but I guess seeing his little sister growing up to be a great woman is what makes him happiest. Deep down he kinda feels like damaged goods since he’s been plagued by horrible luck since the day he was born and can’t keep a job to save his life. So he’ll do everything in his power to make Bethany happy and keep her safe, even if it means lying to her sometimes. He’s also convinced having Samson all for himself will make him happy but that’s not really what will happen.

Bethany: as of right now, her faith in God and His plan is what keeps her going, so I guess she’s happiest when she’s praying. It’s almost like meditation for her, a couple of minutes where the only things existing are her and God. It’s a nice little break from the stress of her life and leaves all charged up to face a new day.

Jacob: Esau and Lazarus makes him the happiest. They’re the two most important people in his life and he loves hanging out with them. In his ideal world, they’d all live in the same house and have wacky sitcom adventures. Samson can come along too I guess.

Esau: he’s the happiest when he’s away from Jacob and able to listen to his own thoughts. He strives for independence and has been trying to distance himself from Jacob for years at this point, to the point of going behind his brother’s back to go and live alone. He’s currently planning on moving away from Jacob, he’s already found an apartment. It’s not like he doesn’t love his brother, far from it, it’s just that he feels stunted with always having to care for him, and he thinks Jacob should do some growing on his own. They’re both 30, and as much as they love eachother, it’s time for them to become men.

Edith: she doesn’t really feel anything as her soul is sleeping inside the salt, but I guess finally going to heaven and seeing all her family there will make her very happy.

WHEW that was a lot of text lmaooooo. I hope it’s clear enough, i love answering questions haha

[einsatzzz]

Heya there Ein! Question time for you! Have some Meta asks.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

For Kurumi

What plot points would change due to the inclusion of your character in canon?

For Kana

What headcanons/theories do you believe fandom would invent about your character?

What controversies/drama would your character incite in fandom?

Yui

What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

and for any character of your choosing

What is the wildest crackship you can imagine for your character, whether in-universe or in crossover?

And this one's the last for the fandom OC ask! Thank you for sending this one Lix hehehe That last one was so fun ngl I hope my answer for that is funny enough!

Kurumi: What plot points would change due to the inclusion of your character in canon?

I already answered here! But to add one more, it would be that after Gokudera's debut/focus chapter, the next one would be Kurumi's instead of Yamamoto's or that chapter where they have trouble with this asshole teacher. 🫶✨

Kana: What headcanons/theories do you believe fandom would invent about your character?

I also already answered in the link above too. But I'll give you one more on the house! I feel like there would also be theories that Kana was raised separately from Kurumi for some reason. Each person will come up with different reasons for it that they would connect as to the reason why Kana grew up to have those types of vibes.

Kana: What controversies/drama would your character incite in fandom?

I have an answer for this here too! But of course, more extras for you Lix! 🥳🥳 It's kind of related to my answer to this ask actually, but shipping aside, there will definitely be discourse between how different people would interpret her character. I can see people causing drama and complaining if they see another person who's interpretation of her is on the other side of the spectrum. It would also be guaranteed that there will be those types of people who can't handle morally grey characters, straight up just saying that if you like characters like Kana then you agree with her views and beliefs shown in the story 🤣😭🤣😭🤣😭

Yui: What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

I answered this here too! An additional one I can think of is that, I feel like people will just see Yui for whatever he's showing in the surface - a goofy/unserious character obsessed with robots, which ignores the other aspects of his characters and the layers that he has beneath.

Any Character: What is the wildest crackship you can imagine for your character, whether in-universe or in crossover?

LMAOOOOO OK I'LL LIST DOWN THE ONES I CAN REMEMBER SDBFHSVDF MOSTLY FROM MY BROTHER

Bel x Kurumi - Suggested by my brother who loves Varia. In his defense, he said it will be a Prince x Princess ship, which is actually pretty cute...in theory. Bel isn't really your standard shoujo prince, is he? hahaha Though I feel like they'll somehow get along in a strange way if they ever meet in the main story.

Mukuro x Kana - Another one suggested by the same brother, who is also a Mukuro GOAT truther. He said it's because they look like they're the same breed of nasty, and also in consideration of this one secret Kana lore I told him about. I have no counter for that but just for this one certain thing, they'll be each other's haters tbh. One of the reasons why I think he's lowkey trying to convince me to ship them is because he wants more Mukuro screentime in my arts and KHRe ��🤣If I somehow get into this ship someday, you can either thank or blame him 👍✨

Enma x Hiyori - Cooked up by my brother again, who also likes Enma. His headcanon is that those bandaids on Enma's face are from when Hiyori keeps treating him whenever he trips or get beat up by bullies. Lowkey cute????? I should ask for his other ships, though it would definitely involve Varia, Kokuyo Gang or Simon Family.

Hibari x Ryuuka - Something that crossed my mind when thinking of silly scenarios where TYL Hibari gets caught up in a time slip. Of course, this is crack because they live 200+ years away from each other dfbhjvfshdf I even have an old rough sketch for the scenario, though I didn't really finish, where he thought Ryuuka is Kana? He's very ready to fight her, as usual, but this one is always cooped up in her lab. Ryuuka probably thinks he's Alaude or Alaude's relative. Anyway, I didn't really think that deep for this.

[ineffabildaddy]

6, 8, and 21 for the soft asks <3

omg hiii hehehe

6. say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)

oh god okay, physical: my tattoos are sick, my beard's coming along nicely, and ermmm i'm stacked in the back lmfao

non-physical: i try to be a friendly person, i'm very organised and clean at work which i'm proud of, anddd i'd like to think i know a good amount about music

8. tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good

this bit's gna be long so i'll put it under the cut dlfjlkdg

@raining-stars-somewhere-else he's an inactive king atm but he's my bestie and i love him<3 so so hilarious and observant and talented and kind. he's my dude and he means a lot to me go away

@sad-chaos-goblin i feel like i can be totally insane around you and you'll get on my wavelength immediately, it's amazing dlkkkljgfjkld. also i feel really lucky to be friends with someone so well-rounded and driven and fun, not to mention compassionate<3 i'm really really lucky to have met you and i hope we get to do irl adventures in the nearish future!!! until then we're great friends from afar!!!

@omens-for-ophelia we're just perfectly matched for our headcanons and kinks and shit and i absolutely love it. u get me, i get u, we get each other on this front and on many others!!! ur an extremely nurturing person too. i also love having u around bc ur full of fun facts and passion and energy, and of course ur art is absolutely incredible, i'm scratching at the walls just thinking about it dklkjldfgjkl. can't wait to create more absolutely feral works of crowley and aziraphale [redacted] in various ways hahahhkshjdf. and also hopefully have some london hangouts soon<3

@queer-reader-07 of course i've gotta mention ya because you're one of my fave blogs! i feel so warm and welcome reading all your posts and tags because you're a very lovely individual, and you've also got so many valuable things to say and i really look forward to seeing your takes on everything<3 also as i said before ur a very funny person and i enjoy that heh. i always get so excited when u pop up in my notifs i'm like little old me????

@foolishlovers bestie your writing makes me so happy but chatting and things makes me even happier<3 you're a really enthusiastic friend to have and you've got so many wonderful qualities that i just wanna share the love as much as possible hehe. i'm very glad we're doing shhh it's a secret together and that we've become close in general uwu

@crowleyslvt ur a little lad who's always got something hilarious and insightful to say about literally anything i come to u with, whether it's fkn silly memes or an existential crisis lol. you have such a unique way of looking at the world and i really enjoy it. also having a giggle with u is always top tier and on top of that ur a very supportive king<3 and of course u writing's delish at all times in any context

@voluptatiscausa i can literally tell you my most redacted thoughts and you'll be like yeah this is just another day at the office dkffjddgl. you're a silly and goofy guy (gn) who's simultaneously very easy to open up to which is always a comfort<3 the fact that we both like mitchell and webb makes us collectively Not Like Other Girls and we need to capitalise on that more tbh. also i greatly enjoy ur writing ofc

@bowtiepastabitch you're jokes. also we're very different and yet somehow the same brand of fucked up which i love<3 the lore could not be more disparate but the vibes could not be more immaculate. pls continue to be my friend smh

some more legends i love @crowleyholmes @fearandhatred @crowleys-bentley-and-plants @celestialcrowley @sabotage-on-mercury @quoththemaiden @ineffable-rohese @crawley-fell

21. if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

probably this - one day you're going to start sticking up for yourself, i promise<3

[kiwibirb1]

Okay here to create an entire au based on just one song lyric but:

"What if the protagonists just died in the first scene?"

Anne did NOT survive that first week. But the guardian is like "shit didnt think this far ahead ummm ghost?" So Anne is this visible but *mostly intanglibe spirit. she panics at first bc "OMF I DIED" but gets used to it. shes visible, can still interact with people. she has cool ghost powers now. aint all that bad, aint it?

*If she focuses reallyyyyy hard than she can get like. half an hour of tangibleness. MAX

anyway now to over exlpain stuff as it pops into my head but ill put it under the cut dont worry. got the basic stuff anyway alwaredy

So: Reunion. Anne of the year happens and stuff and Toadie is like "some one says their a friend" yada yada yada stuff so anne is still ghost when she goes up to sasha. BUT she has learned that its best to pretend to be alive at least when approaching someone so she float walks up (looks like shes walking but is actaully floating) and then realizes its sasha and goes "Oh shit" and tangibles herself just before the hug. during the ride she lets herself go untangible but still trys to keep herself not see through so sasha doesnt know whats up. anyway while theyre at toad tower she tangibles but is really fucking tired most of the time. fight happens and anne is holding on with everything shes got. except she can feel herself losing focus. Sasha says the whole 'better off without me" line but right before she can let herself go Anne goes intangible again so sasha drops but she knows she was still holding on and she could feel anne so what happened? sasha has a lot of questions. Anne has extra grief bc she was the one who dropped sash. yeah...

Marcy at the gates! Anne is fully prepared to float over the wall and stuff but doesnt bc fam is in danger and oh hey theyre saved and thats a weird looking newt let me float over and help them but- oh. that is a human. who has just seen me be very much not alive. shit.

Anne pretends that nothing happened for a bit and goes tangible and all that while theyre doing the barbirant quest thing. Marcy is like "well, since she's not mentioning it, I must have imagined it!" Until that one bit where Marcy like shoves Anne out of the way. And just goes straight through her. Both girls eyes widen as they process what just happened but Anne takes control and is like "I'LL EXPLAIN LATER LETS FOCUS ON THE FIGHT RN" so yada yada yada thing happens except Anne kinda hides ghostyness a little less bc the secret is already out, not much you can do now. After fight she explains and marcy is broken. She brought her best friend here and now shes dead. She killed her best friend. Breaks so hard in fact that she spills the secret to Anne who is like "what. i- i need time to think" so they dont talk for multiple days besides the king andrias meeting**. Anne eventually lets Marcy explain why and friendship is very strained but Anne learns to move on. Not forgive, not yet, maybe not even ever, but move on. It happened, and all she can do now is deal with the consequences.

**CORE LORE HEHEHE. So actaully gonna slightly change some core lore and shit. Anne takes one look at the crown and it like "that thing is evil and I dont know why" bc she has some extra spirit senses now. She tries to focus in on it and her eyes flash blue for a second and she catches a glimpse of thousands of orange spirits, all with to many eyes, floating around the crown and whispering in Andrias's ears. She cant see them again, but is very suspicious of Andrias now. Thankfully, the core didn't see her. Or did it?

One little spirit, mostly ignored by the rest, saw her looking. For some reason, it doesn't feel compelled to tell the rest of the hivemind. It knows they wont look in it's mind, it has long lost all usefullness, only around because it was forgotten. It itself can't connect with the rest, and has no reason to want to. It follows Anne, leaving the core behind. It watches, silent. Until one day, Anne catches a glimpse of it following her. She doesnt day anything until she is alone. She calls out, "I know you're there." It is surprised, but becomes visible to her. (only her. thats important. but yeah the core ghosts have more control over theyre visiblity and shit.) She is surprised. It seems... so small. "Who are you?" It seems to think. It does not know. It's name has long faded from memory. It tells her so, and she softens just a bit more. "What are you?" It perks up. This it knows the answer to! It tells her of the Core, the collection of Amphibia's greatest minds. She understands why she dislikes the crown now, and what she saw that day. But she also knows that this little fellow wont hurt her.

Anne has a little ghost buddy now. She names it Clementine. (It's faintly orange, just like all the other Core ghosts, but slightly less as it is nearly entirely removed from the hivemind.)

[bathalafiction]

I wanna say first that your work are wonderful and your D:R IF and is one of the best God-IF I've played. I have questions though regarding the D:R worldbuilding 1. Do primordial entity (Khaos, Nyx, etc.) exist and if so did the MC encounter one? 2. Saw an ask about Bathala and I am wondering how did the MC and Bathala interaction went if they do. Did they fight or they were friendly to each other? (The Bathala I was familiar with is that he was a benevolent figure not sure in your version though.)

3. Where there a pantheon (or at least the majority of the divines) that aren't hostile to MC?

4. And lastly, what are the MC and the group thoughts and impression of each pantheon they have encountered/visit And I'm very sorry if reading this felt stiff and awkward, I get really nervous at socializing online😅

I'm glad you liked it! It's been a long time since I've touched on this topic, so I'll try to remember the lore.

I haven't thought about it, but it's likely they existed but fell to the younger "gods."

2. As for Bathala, that's a secret, but they indeed met hehehe

3. At best, the pantheons would be wary of a foreign god's presence. Driven by their sense of superiority, gods are territorial. The only reason why they form groups is that they stand a better chance together against foreign influence vs. mutual destruction.

4. Their impression always reaches the same conclusion: "upjumped tyrants that must be slain." They often send in Lucifer or Lilith, depending on the pantheon's court, as diplomats while assessing the way they rule over people. All have failed. Few have joined the Scourge of Divinity. The pantheons always have at least 1 deity of war, and Sun Wukong is sent to crush their confidence by eliminating their "big boy god of war manly man."