#i'm both turned on and scared 😳

[starmocha]

but if it's forever, it's even better [Sylus/Reader ★ 4610 words ★ Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] “Did you just…say you were…ovulating?” A/N: I finally have a new proper desk again. And I decided to christen it by writing Sylus smut. ♡

Sylus had always made it explicitly known that his home was yours to do as you pleased. He had never once forbidden you from treading into any of the rooms, never once told you that you were not allowed to touch his belongings or use his staff as needed. In fact, he had actively encouraged you to make yourself at home, to treat his place as yours—a home away from home.

Yes, he had made this offer explicitly clear.

It still, however, did not prepare him for just how comfortable you had made yourself in his spare room.

Having awoken not too long ago, Sylus had originally planned to check in on his houseguest. A seemingly innocuous decision that somehow led to him standing outside the guest room, his hand gripping tightly the doorknob as he unwittingly listened to the faint buzzing noises inside the room, mixed with the wanton moans you were making.

“This…girl…” Sylus’ breath quickened, his hold on the doorknob unconsciously tightened, as his mind reeled with images of you shamelessly pleasuring yourself in one of his many beds. He knew he should leave you to…finish, but at the same time, the noises he was hearing was so enticing and sweet, like a siren’s song keeping him trapped in place.

He could hear the vibration adjusting to a different frequency, changing from quick, short bursts to an aggressive pulsation that made you moaned louder, voice reaching a new pitch. Sylus took a glance around the hallways, wondering to himself if you even realized that the walls here were in no way sound-proofed. However, if this was going to become a regular occurrence for your future visits, then perhaps, he should add that change to his home in the near future, Sylus thought wryly.

“Ah—what? No…fuck!”

The buzzing stopped abruptly and Sylus heard your immediate frustrated curse from behind the closed door. He smirked, realizing what might have happened.

He should leave.

However, he would rather mess with you instead—in more ways than one.

He gave three swift knocks, startling you immediately. “Battery died, sweetie?”

He laughed when he heard your mortified shriek.

“You heard?!”

“It’s my house,” he reminded you as if that was enough. “Let me in.”

“No!”

“Sweetie, I do have the keys to all of the rooms in this house,” he said calmly, smirking again when he heard your panicked shuffling inside the room, “I’ll come in one way or another—”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait!”

Sylus crossed his arms, shaking his head in amusement as he heard more panicked noises behind the door. Even he couldn’t imagine what state of mortification you were in. He blinked when he heard you let loose a string of curses as it sounded like items were being thrown haphazardly around. Just as he was about to speak again, the door swung opened and he stared down at you, wrapped carelessly in the bed comforter, face completely scarlet, and your breathing rapid and uneven—possibly as a result from your little private time, but more than likely it was a result of being caught by, of all people, the leader of Onychinus.

“Now I know I offered my home for you to use freely, but—”

“Oh, just get in here!” you quickly yanked Sylus by the arm into the bedroom, promptly shutting the door before anyone else could catch sight of the scene. You immediately locked the door again, turned around, and slid down the door in a state of absolute humiliation. You could barely bring yourself to look at Sylus in the eyes.

“I…I can explain…”

“Go ahead,” Sylus said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, legs crossed as he stared at your pitiful state. “I’d love to know why Miss Hunter decided to play with herself in my home—and not invite me to join in the fun.”

You glared at him.

“Sweetie, it’s very impolite to glare at the host who so graciously offered you his home while yours is being fumigated for…what was it? Cockroaches?”

“Silverfish…”

“Right,” he said, “Now, sweetie, care to explain yourself?”

“Um,” you started, but honestly, you didn’t even know how to explain yourself to him exactly without making the situation worse. You wrapped the comforter tighter around yourself. “You know this comforter is very soft, Sylus. Maybe I should buy one just like this—”

“I can take you shopping for whatever you may need or want,” he interrupted, seeing through your flimsy attempt to deflect from this awkward conversation, “But only if you explain to me why you were fucking yourself silly with a sex toy just a moment ago.”

“I was…” you racked your brain. “That is to say I am…”

“Go on.”

“Well…I am…” you covered yourself completely in the comforter and the final word you said was completely muffled by your sudden blanket-cocoon.

Sylus sighed, mildly exasperated, and stood up, crossing the room quickly in just a few strides. He bent down to your height on the floor and reached forward to pull the comforter back. He frowned when you avoided eye contact with him. “What was that last word?”

“Sylus…”

“The longer you stall, the worse you’re making for yourself,” he said.

“Ovulating.”

There was an immediate deafening silence in the room as Sylus stared at you, completely unprepared and blindsided by that one word. You stared right back, cheeks burning up even more as you realized what you had just told him.

When Sylus managed to find his voice again, he started hesitantly, “Did you just…say you were…ovulating?”

You nodded.

“And that meant you…”

“I was horny.”

Sylus found his brain shutting down again by your bold confession. He cleared his throat, trying to recompose himself. “And you happened to have brought along your…toy?”

“Well…”

“And you forgot to charge it?”

You flustered and glared at him, hearing that insufferable trademark teasing tone in his voice again. “I thought I did!”

“Well, you thought wrong,” he quipped, amused, “There is one thing about this whole situation that is a bit upsetting for me.”

“Upsetting for you?!”

He nodded, unabashed. “If this kitten was feeling a little frisky, she does know I am just a few doors away, right?”

“Oh, we are not having this conversation!”

Before you could even get up, Sylus pulled you into his embrace, and he stumbled back on the floor with you in his lap. He steadied his balance with one hand behind him while his other arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you close to him. He laughed lowly, “You’re right, this comforter does feel soft.”

“What do you think you are doing?!”

He cocked his head to the side in amusement when you glared at him again. “Now, sweetie, I just had to listen to you play with yourself for god knows how long—you don’t think that did something to me?”

“I…I just told you I was ovulating…”

“Mmhmm, you did,” he agreed affably.

“Sylus…” You gasped as he lowered the comforter, revealing your nude body underneath. He smiled appreciatively at the sight while you struggled to speak under his scrutinizing gaze. “I’m not on birth control…I could…I could get pregnant…”

“I know,” he said, unconcerned. Before you could respond, he smiled at you roguishly with a slight knowing tilt of his head. “Would that be a bad thing, sweetie?”

“Wh—what?”

“You pregnant with my baby,” he murmured, his hand skimming over your flat belly.

“A baby? You’re joking…”

“Oh?” Sylus looked up, smirking, “Did it sound like I was joking?”

“Sylus, quit teasing me…”

You yelped in surprise when suddenly he shifted you so you were straddling him. Sylus tightened his hold around you, the comforter falling completely off of your body as you found yourself trapped in his embrace. You shivered, unsure if it was because of the sudden cool air caressing your nude body, or more than likely, it was because of the man before you keeping you in his lap. Sylus’ face moved closer to yours, and you attempted to avert his gaze again, but he grabbed your chin, forcing you to maintain eye contact with him. You felt your stomach dropped when he spoke, his voice held none of his usual teasing.

“Sweetie, I am serious,” he murmured, loosening his grip from your chin, but you found yourself now unable to tear your eyes away from him as he spoke, “I wouldn’t mind seeing this belly of yours all round and swollen with my baby.”

He leaned in and pecked your lips, smirking briefly when you widened your eyes in surprise. He continued, “I wouldn’t mind if people knew it was me who knocked you up—in fact, I’d like that very much.”

“Sylus…”

“I wouldn’t mind if…we have a family together.”

Sylus gauged your reaction, seemingly mindful of his words for fear of scaring you away, but in his eyes, there was a strong resolve. When you didn’t outright object or react negatively to his words, Sylus smiled.

“Mm…” he pressed his forehead to yours, his warm breath brushed against your lips, “We would make such a beautiful baby together…”

Your cheeks tinged pink, but you found yourself at a loss for words, unable to rebuke him. The way he was speaking was making you tingle, feeling a tiny shred of embarrassment, but surprisingly more than that, there was a sense of enthrallment by his words.

“Half you, half me,” he continued, his eyes had brightened when he had said ‘you’. Sylus reached for your hand, guiding it to his lips. He tilted his head to the side again, smiling, “Doesn’t that sound nice?”

You nodded numbly, almost instinctively, as if his deep, smooth voice was hypnotizing you. He continued to speak, but you were barely hearing him now, lost in your own thoughts as you watched this man before you wearing an expression of almost pure joy. You weren’t sure if you had ever seen Sylus as happy as he was now talking about having a baby with you.

The more he spoke, though, the more the thought became enticing to you. Sylus loved you unconditionally and wholeheartedly. All you had to do was ask and he would move Heaven and Earth for you. The depths of his love for you would extend and magnify a thousandfold for the child you two would have together.

Dependable, protective, loving—could you ask for anything more in a partner?

You watched him, seeing his large hand covered your entire tummy, and you could see the almost wistful look in his crimson eyes. Your head tilted a little in wonder, remembering that Sylus had never once brought up the subject of family—his own growing up or even the prospective future. This was the closest the two of you had ever treaded on the topic, and the fact that he was the one who had suggested it first made you realized that he had pondered about the matter before, enough so that he had decided that his future was you and the family you would have together.

You swallowed slowly, feeling a swarm of butterflies fluttered in your belly. You were nervous, a little scared, but more than anything, you had never felt surer of what you were about to say than now.

Your future was with him. That was all you knew, and all you wanted.

“Sylus…”

“What is it, sweetie?”

“I…” you swallowed hard, face flushed with arousal as you locked eyes with the man in front of you, “I…need you…to fuck a baby into me.”

Sylus’ breath hitched the moment those words left your mouth. He steadied his breathing the best he could, but he could feel his heart racing at the thought, at the plea in your soft voice. “Is that what you want?” His words were barely above a whisper, as he could feel himself hardening at the thought of impregnating you with his baby. He continued, the rasp in his deep voice noticeable, “You want me to knock you up, sweetie?”

Just from the sound of his voice alone had you clenching, and you nodded. You had already decided on this, already spoken the words out loud. There was no going back now. You wanted this.

“Use your words,” he commanded, “I want you to say it.”

I need you to say it, his eyes seemed to implore you.

His hands were already around your waist, pulling you up flushed against his body. Your hands rested on his toned chest and you gazed up into those scarlet eyes darkening with desire, the mere sight stealing your breath away as your body trembled with anticipation of what was going to happen tonight the moment you reaffirm your earlier plea.

“I want…”

You could feel Sylus’ fingers digging into your hips, there was an air of impatience around him as he waited for you finish your sentence. You could almost hear the sharp hiss of breath from his barely parted lips as he gazed at you intently.

“…your baby,” you finished, “I want to…have your baby.”

The moment that last word left your lips, you gasped sharply as Sylus immediately lifted you into his strong arms, your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist for support as he carried you to the bed. Within seconds, he had you pinned down on the bed, his larger body hovered over you. “That’s a dangerous thing to tell me, sweetheart,” he murmured, his finger tipped your chin up, exposing your neck to him, “Because now I have no intention of letting you leave this bed until you’re knocked up with my baby.”

You bit down on your lips, holding back another gasp as you felt his large hands trailed down your body, feeling familiar curves with practiced ease. “Ah—!” You squirmed when his lips trailed down your chest to your belly, his hands caressing the flat abdomen with revere.

“Your body is already so gorgeous,” he murmured, kissing your belly again, unaware of your reddened cheeks, “And it’ll become even more beautiful when our baby grows inside you…”

You felt your heart skipped a beat. The way he was speaking as if you were already pregnant made you blushed in embarrassment. You squirmed again, but Sylus immediately gripped your hips, keeping you in place.

“What…” you racked your brain for words, feeling suddenly insecure by his keen attention to your body. When Sylus looked up at you questioningly, you couldn’t help but frowned a little, “You’re just saying that…men don’t really find pregnant women attractive…”

He laughed at your words, making you even more embarrassed. He shook his head in disagreement. “Sweetie, how can a man not find the woman carrying his baby the most beautiful being in the world?”

Sylus loomed over you, his lips hovering above yours as his eyes gazed down at you with deep affections. His hand caressed your cheek in comfort as he spoke, “Sweetie, I can barely restrain myself from touching you now.”

“Hmm?” You looked at him quizzically, making him smiled wider.

“I won’t be able to control myself,” he continued, brushing his lips against yours, “Mm, I’m gonna want to feel you all the time—feel our baby in your womb.”

“Sylus…you’re making me embarrassed now…”

“I’m just stating facts,” he responded, brushing your flyaway hair out of your face, “So trust me, sweetie, I mean it when I say you are the most beautiful woman in my life.”

As if to prove his point, he covered you in endless kisses, responding to your pleased gasps and sighs with his own knowing hums. “We’re going to make such a beautiful baby,” he murmured. “I can’t wait…”

“Sy—”

“Can’t wait to see you grow, to see you swell…” he continued to mumble lazily into your skin, his lips leaving trails of kisses all over. “My beautiful hunter…my beautiful…goddess…”

From his tantalizing words to his expert ministrations, you could feel yourself throbbing, aching to be filled by him. You tugged at his shirt, and he laughed at your impatience before he undressed himself, taking off piece by piece as slow as possible to further tease you, the amusement on his face a complete opposite to your frustration. When the last article of clothing—his boxer briefs—was removed, he allowed you a moment to rake your eyes over his toned body. Sylus ran his hand over his hair, pushing it back as he looked at you with a look of pure lust.

“God,” he muttered, “This is happening…”

He nudged your thighs apart, pleased that you were already so wet, willing, and ready for him. He grasped his hardened member, giving it a few strokes as he prepared to line himself up to your waiting entrance.

“Already this wet, sweetie?” he questioned, his tone light and teasing, “From your little solo playtime, or perhaps, me?”

He didn’t even leave you enough time to respond. You gasped and arched forward, feeling just the tip pressing in. You wrapped your arms around his neck, bracing yourself for the massive intrusion.

“Answer me, sweetie,” he murmured, letting more of himself in.

“Y—you!”

He hummed in satisfaction.

You gasped as more of him entered, the feeling of how massive he was bringing tears of both pain and pleasure to your eyes. “Oh—oh, god!” you whimpered when he bottomed out, filling you completely.

“My sweet little cock-warmer,” he murmured, planting more sweet kisses down your neck.

“S-Sylus…please…”

“Please what, sweetie?” he asked, though you both knew he was well aware of what you desired in that moment. When you didn’t respond, he nipped your left earlobe, his sinfully deep voice sending shivers down your spine and straight to your core as he whispered, “Say it, and I’ll give you everything you desire, sweetie.”

You panted softly, almost convinced that with just a few right words, his devilish voice alone could make you cum, but right now, in this particular moment, with his cock situated so perfectly inside you, you needed more.

“Please…”

He raised a brow, an amused smirk tugging at his lips as his crimson eyes gleamed in satisfaction at seeing you already so helpless and needy. You could feel his large hands gripping your hips tighter, fingers digging into your flesh, almost as if he was waiting for you to break the final restraint he held.

“…Fuck me,” you uttered at last, voice soft and vulnerable, “Please, Sylus, fuck me…”

You gasped suddenly as he pulled out slowly and then slammed back in, that first thrust already making you see stars and ripping out a cry of pure pleasure from your throat.

“Is this what you want?” he asked, already knowing the answer as he set a steady pace, “Is this what you need, sweetie?”

“Yes!” you yelled out, arms encircled around his neck tighter as you let him take control.

“Doing so well,” Sylus crooned, his thrusts steadily becoming harder, faster, “What a good—hnngh—fucking—hah—girl you are…taking me—ah—so well…”

You were barely aware of your back touching the mattress again as he lowered you back down, taking you in deeper. Your arms loosened around his neck, fingers finding their way to grip the bedsheets. You tossed your head to the side, moaning when his mouth took in your nipple, suckling on it gently at first before his skilled tongue swirled over the sensitive nub, the sensation was enough to have you arching up into him again. He pulled away, making you whined in frustration at the sudden loss of attention, but just as quickly his hand took over to massage your breast, keeping you moaning helplessly for him as he teased and pinched your nipple, feeling it firming under his expert touch.

“Your breasts will fill up with milk for our baby,” he murmured, already picturing you nursing his baby. He smiled at the thought, unable to contain his excitement. He squeezed your breast harder and you cried from the feeling of his calloused hand on your soft flesh.

Amidst the pleasurable stimulations of him massaging your breast as he drove himself into you, you had a thought—a need, really. “I…” you felt your cheeks warming up again, embarrassed or otherwise, you weren’t sure anymore, but you still voiced your newfound desire aloud, “Sylus…I want…”

“Hmm?” He tilted his head a little, his gentle smile remaining as he waited for you to finish your thought. With his thick member so deep inside you, you could barely think straight, your focus shifting back and forth between the feel of him and his arousing words that spawned your new thought.

“I want you…to have the…first taste.”

His smile faltered. “What?” Sylus paused, but there was an intense look of intrigue in his eyes, never once expecting such words to leave your lips, but the bold suggestion had him excited by the prospect. He watched you intensely, waiting for you to repeat the sweet offer and confirming that he had not misheard you.

“My milk,” you clarified, face flushed red, “I’d want…you to taste it first…”

“You want me to…” He couldn’t even finish the sentence as he laughed, delighted by this surprising offer. The look he gave you was a mix of arousal and absolute adoration. “Oh, sweetie,” his voice was breathless as he pulled you in for another intense kiss, “You are going to be my fucking demise.”

You whined against his lips, your voice swallowed by him eagerly. The overwhelming stimulations of his relentless kisses and renewed strength had you fumbling with your thoughts and words as the only thing you could focus on was just the feel of him touching you—inside you.

“Oh god, oh god!” you whimpered when he started moving faster, driving into you harder, deeper. “Ah—Sy-Sylus!” You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling the beginning of the familiar tightening that signified your impending release.

Lost in your focus on the feeling of your approaching climax, you didn’t even notice that Sylus’ movements had become more hurried, graceless, and eager. His eyes greedily drank in the sight of you beneath him losing yourself to this state of euphoria. His mouth parted, panting, as he gripped your hips harder, enough that there would be bruise marks by morning. He could barely hold back a groan as he felt your walls tightening around him.

This is it.

You were so fertile right now, the perfect moment for him to fill your womb full of his virile seed. Watching you unraveled before him, Sylus’ eyes darkened with pure lust, a haze washing over him as he was consumed with only one thought and goal.

She’s perfect.

So perfect.

Gonna fill her up.

Knock her up.

Mine, she’s all mine.

Fill that pretty little cunt.

Pump her full.

Breed her.

You screamed in pleasure as without a word, Sylus pumped you full of his seed, emptying into you so much that there was no way you wouldn’t get pregnant from this encounter.

“Sylus!” Your legs wrapped around his waist tighter, pulling him in deeper, needing him to fill you completely. Your walls tightened around him, squeezing and milking all of him for your womb. You were going to get pregnant. You were going to have his baby.

Sylus’ baby.

You whined and sobbed into his shoulder as you felt both his release dripping down your thighs and the lingering aftershocks of your orgasm still coursing through your spent body. His arms wrapped securely around your waist, keeping you held against him, close enough that you felt all of his body heat and the warm sweat that glistened on his skin.

“Good…girl,” he gasped, rubbing your back up and down as you came down from your high, “Such a good girl for me. Only me.”

Sylus lowered you back down on the plush mattress, your half-lidded eyes gazed up at him, meeting his pleased smile. You lay on the bed boneless, drained, and satisfied, feeling his heavy body still hovering over you as you listened to his deep voice murmuring, unsure whether he was speaking to you anymore or to himself.

“…Mine. Mine to have.”

Mine to breed.

He stared down at you, almost in a state of awe, the realization of what had happened made his heart speed up. His eyes focused on your belly, already imagining that it was going to grow bigger, rounder, in the coming months with his child in your fertile womb. There was no way you wouldn’t get pregnant from this session, but even if you didn’t, Sylus had already planned on fucking you until you showed the first sign of pregnancy. Hell, he wasn’t sure if he could even restrain himself from taking you even when you were round and full with his child.

“Oh, sweetie…”

You looked up at him doe-eyed, making his heart softened further. For all of his talks about his lack of luck, he knew he had hit the jackpot with you. The greatest fortune of his life was meeting you, and he was willing to risk all of the good luck in his lifetime to keep you in his life by his side.

Sylus’ cheek brushed against your head before he leaned inward and pressed his lips there. His hands continued to rub you up and down while you both recovered from your shared climaxes. “Shh, I got you, I got you, sweetie…”

When he pulled out of you, Sylus laid down on his back on the bed, dragging you to lay on top of him. He continued to hold you close to him, clearly having no intention of letting you out of his embrace any time soon. Just as well, because all you wanted in that moment was to remain close to him—skin to skin and heartbeats in-sync.

“Sylus…”

He hummed softly, his hands still rubbing your back gently. You could feel your heart calming down, your breathing returning to normal. You rested your head on his chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall as his own breathing evened out.

The world suddenly felt so still and quiet, as if you and him were the only occupants remaining. You raised your head from its place on his chest, eyes widened when you made out his loving smile. You sighed happily when he caressed your cheek and his thumb brushed over your lips.

Your heart fluttered as he spoke, his normally deep voice a light, soft murmur:

“My pretty hunter.”

“You’re so full of it…”

He laughed and shook his head, amused by your weak attempt to counter him. His eyes wandered down, lingering on your flat stomach once more. He looked pleased.

“Your body is going to change so much,” he husked and your heart skipped a beat once more, “It’ll be all my fault that you’re nice and swollen with my baby.”

“Sy-Sylus!”

He chuckled again and pulled you deeper into his embrace. Your cheek pressed against his chest again, his large hand resting gently, but firmly, on the back of your head keeping you in place. Your stomach did flips when he spoke again:

“Rest for now, sweetie, the night is just beginning.”

“What?”

He laughed. “Oh, sweetie, we are just getting started,” he said, eyes twinkling in amusement when he caught sight of the pretty blush rising on your cheeks, “I meant what I said earlier: you are not leaving this bed until you are pregnant with my baby.”

You started to protest, but he captured your lips with his, parting just long enough to whisper: “I’m going to enjoy you all night long, sweetheart.”

[blitzwhore]

Have you planned more fanfics for HB? Asking for a friend xD (No seriously the one with past Blitz and his love letter was great. I need more)

Hi!! Thanks for asking 🥺 it's really motivating and encouraging to know that there are people out there who want more of your fics :)

The answer is yes, I've got two WIPs in the works right now, and I also have 6 prompts sitting in my inbox for the prompt list I have pinned. Writing is going really slowly currently because of life (work being hectic, chronic pain flaring up, recently had Covid, and other such things), but I really look forward to posting more Stolitz/Helluva Boss fanfic!

I think I'm also subconsciously waiting until after Apology Tour airs to write the kiss prompts, because after the events of The Full Moon it's very hard to envision Stolitz kissing in-universe 😂

[zulashi-the-writer]

Hii💗 just came from your polyrujinu fic and absolutely devoured it, I saw that your request are open so I was thinking if you could write another polyrujinu fic but with a reader who has a secret identity 🤭

Like since both of them kept secrets from reader then why don't reader kept secrets from them😏

Honestly, I was thinking of reader being apart of alien stage, possibly a character like luka from alien stage?

And how would they react when they saw reader on stage😳 (I CAN SMELL THE DRAMA) and to not complicate things perhaps when reader is on stage she altered her appearance to be mostly unrecognizable 😚

If this request is overwhelming, you can just ignore this💖 (also would love more of poly rujinu crumbs even if it's not base on this request 🤭)

I'm really sorry I haven't watched Alien Stage🥲 so I hope you don't mind I'm making them apart of a band, which is K/DA

Biggest Fans

Poly Rujinu x Popstar Reader

Summary: when your secret comes out in the most terrible way and your walls come crashing down with the two most people in your life

1st/2nd person pov

"Ain't nobody bringing us down, down, down, down"- POP/STARS I sang into the mic, my mask making my hot breath fan into my face I held my pose as the crowd cheered, I stared out looking at all the band lights smiling underneath the fabric it feels amazing standing here, I relaxed from my pose along with my band mates taking a bow before running off stage peeling my mask off releasing a long awaited breath.

"Huntrix is here" one of our crew squealed making my body tense, my hands quickly rushed to put of the mask making a few mistakes as I watched them approach, Rumi smiled making my heart flutter "you guys were amazing" Zoey squealed rushing to hug all of us, the sudden pressure of her hug making me breathless, we all breathed out a 'thank you' leading them back to our changing room, we did a collab when we were just starting out so it's been a few times were we just hang out but my mask always stays on which they thankfully never question.

We plopped down on the couch with a huff Rumi sitting across from me on her phone most likely texting Jinu about dinner later, my heart jumped hearing my phone buzzed alerting me of a text, I watched her eyes flicker over with curiosity, I pulled it out, the screen switched on displaying her notification with a few hearts next to her name "hey guys I'll be back family calling" I laughed nervously standing up from my spot, walking into the connecting bathroom and shutting the door.

'Hey can I come over after this hangout???' my heart raced as my finger tips hung over the keyboard, I hate having to lie 'I'll be home late I have some new clients coming in for measurements, I have some snacks in the cupboard if your hungry' I typed out only to delete it 'I'm going to be here late tonight how about tomorrow?' I released a shaky breath as I pressed send, my eyes watched the double ticks turn blue, my breath catching as I saw the bubbles pop up and then disappear "everything ok in there" my body jumped and stumbled to catch my phone as it fell from my hands "y-yeah just a minute' I called out straightening up as I caught my phone, I checked one more time but no messages before slipping it back in my pocket.

It wasn't the first time I asked to move plans but they've done it to so she can't be that upset about it, I rolled my shoulders back relaxing them before leaving the bathroom, everyone was already standing by the door "so early" I asked confused Rumi only glanced at me before returning to her bandmate "yeah we got to bounce" Mira murmured her lips curled in a slight smile, we bid our goodbyes before they left.

"You know one of these days you are going to have to tell them" Madison spoke laying a gentle hand on my shoulder as I pulled off the mask, letting it hang loose on my fingers "I know your scared but they love you and I doubt they'd break up with you for being a superstar" she smiled before heading to her makeup chair, I stared at the ground in a daze 'how would it be if I told them' my mind went straight into a negative spiral it always does when it comes to them, I don't want to lose them, I just can't and them knowing I was lying would hurt them.

"Maybe" I murmured drowning out the conversation that continued sitting out the couch staring at my black screen no response or call just silent, it was nerve wrecking my phone dinged with a notification but it wasn't hers I tapped on it and it took me to a Insta live, jinu dancing with the band preforming on of their new songs, my heart fluttered he was just amazing "I'm gonna head out" I said standing up from my spot, I took off my mask and slid it into my pocket along with my phone.

I grabbed the rest of my things and waved everyone goodbye "remember I want the finished melody by tonight" our manager called out but I just waved him off and rushed into our drivers car that was waiting for me, we talked a little as my eyes traveled across the passing buildings watching the billboards switch between us, Huntrix and Saja Boys for the upcoming idol awards I sighed out of frustration throwing my head back against the head rest, this was so frustrating, why can't this be easy.

The car pulled up a hill nearing my small house slowly coming to a holt infront of its quaint garden, the beautiful wild flowers lit up by the small garden lights "goodnight" I smiled at the driver, stepping out of the car my body shivered at the cold night air, I just needed to shower I groaned in delight imagining the hot water racing down my body, I rushed into the house kicking my shoes off greeting the animals as I placed down my things heading straight for my room tearing off my clothes as I went, walking through my bedroom towards the bathroom I switched in the light before stepping into it, I was hit by the cold radiating off of the tiles.

My body quivered as I stepped into the shower turning on the water, a cold squeal leaving my throat as the cold water ran down my body before it started getting warmer, my body relaxed as the water heated up letting my hands ease my stiff muscles, once my body was relaxed I began to wash, combing my shampoo through my hair with my fingers letting the soap suds flow over my body I raised my head closing my eyes lifting my hand to rub my face, I i moved my hands to the tap starting to close it savoring the feeling of warmth till there was nothing left.

I grabbed my towel wrapping it around my body, flicking my hair forward wrapping it up too to dry, I walked into my room jumping onto my plush king sized bed grabbing my laptop bringing it infront of me "the finished melody here I come" I murmured stretching out my arms grabbing my headphones placing them over my ears, turned on my laptop scrolling to my music files watching the melody appear on my screen, pressing play the music was low in the background as I started feeling the beat "Is it really a surprise if I'm playing with your mind? And I treat you like a prize then I throw you to the side? Am I really that bad if I love to make you mad? And get happy when you're sad? Only care about a bag" my voice dwindled as I sung the new lyrics typing them as I go.

"In control That's how I like it and I'm never letting go, na-ah-ah Never had a soul (soul) So you ain't taking nothing from me when you go, na-ah-ah I'll stay so deep inside your brain And take you somewhere far away" - Villains the music continued as the lyrics flowed out my life my eyes closed tight getting into the mood, my eyes scrunched closed as the lights flicked on, the lyrics caught in my throat, I opened my eyes looking towards the door to see Jinu and Rumi there their expressions almost unreadable, I rushed from my spot flicking my headphones from my head cringing as the song started playing on full volume "I-I" I didn't know what to say and quickly turned off the song shutting the laptops lid, I looked towards Rumi seeing her hold herself the look of hurt taking over her face "Rumi i-" I paused watching her throw my mask onto the floor infront of me.

"that yours" she questioned her voice low her eyes not meeting mine, I bent down grabbing it and mumbling a quick 'yeah' "why did you not tell us" she muttered moving uncomfortably on her feet I hated seeing her like this 'rumi' I said stepping forward but she stepped away from me making me holt in my movements I opened my mouth, my words coming out shaking "I don't know why I didn't tell you, I just didn't know how to bring it up now it seemed to late to tell you" jinu just looked between us not knowing what to say.

"you could've told me when we first collabed together or the second or how about the fifth" her voice slowly getting louder with each word leaving her lips "I'm sorry Rumi I really didn't know how to tell you" I said making her sigh and look down towards the ground "is that why you always cancel on us" jinu said his voice cracked like holding back emotions, I sighed heavily running my hands over my face "this isn't how it's supposed to happen" I breathed in frustration.

"let me guess you didn't want us to know" jinu muttered my mouth gaped "jinu you know that's not true" I said but he just shook his head moving out of the door "I think it best we leave so you can focus on your secret life" Rumi murmured following after him, I called out but no response just the sound of the closing door, I stumbled back sitting on the bed my hands gripping the edge of it, my phone dinging with messages, my chest heaving with every breath as I went over the conversation in my head imagining the different why it could've gone.

My body was stiff as I moved my hand to grab my phone, my eyes widening as I read their messages:

Rumi: I just need time to think I'll message you when I'm ready

Jinu: me too

My eyes fluttered as I sent a thumbs up exiting the chat seeing my manager send a message on our group:

Manager: The driver will pick you guys up at eight the plane leave at nine

Madison: los Angeles here we come🥳

Lexie: can't wait🎉

I switched my phone off as the messages kept coming, placing it down on the bed I fell back against the mattress turning away from the device, I don't know how long I laid there just staring off at the wall ignoring the world around me, my eyes finally moved once I heard a meow coming from the door it was my cat toasty sitting his big eyes staring at me "feeding time already" I murmured to him groaning as I slowly got up half my body asleep, I slowly made my way to the kitchen filling up their bowls petting them as they walked past me "I'm gonna miss you guys" I said smiling at them before walking back to my room to pack before bed.

I sat on my suitcase finally closing it 'done' I breathed a sigh of relief pushing it next to the other one, I grabbed my carry on from my bed placing it on my suitcase, I moved to sit on my bed looking at my phone, no notifications from them, I bit my lip contemplating if I should tell them "they did say I mustn't message them, but they do now so it's best that I do" I rolled my eyes at myself "what am I doing" I muttered throwing myself back onto the bed "why do relationships have to be so hard" I looked around my room seeing my lyric book laying on my bedside table, I sat up onto my elbows staring at it.

I moved to grab it, slowly paging through all the songs I've written about them, I've never showed anyone this because it's the most vulnerable I've been, my hands traced the page of the last song reading some lines over and over maybe it's time someone does read it, I ripped a blank page from the back grabbing a pencil and writing a letter to them, telling them I'm on tour, as I was almost done my eyes started to droop shut from exhaustion 'just a little nap' I thought shutting my eyes.

I wake up with the sun in my face, my phone buzzing with calls "shit" I muttered stammering to my feet rushing to get ready, the clothes I threw on look peculiar and wrinkled, brushing my hair till it looks somewhat decent and rushed with my bags to the kitchen to feed the pets "I'll see you guys soon, behave for mrs Morris" I called out rushing out the door waving to mrs Morris as she called out to me from her house, I shoved all my stuff into the boot before joining the girls in the car "dam when did you wake up" Madison laughed "3 minutes ago" I giggled making the others laugh too, my heart pinged with sadness as I remembered last night's events 'can't think about that right now' "we got a show tonight".

The stadium was packed with fans screaming widely as you performed the new song, but only the band and crew can see that you were distracted by something, the dance moves were a bit off and the timings a second too late it was frustrating you, how you couldn't get them off your mind but then you saw it a different fan light your favourite colour and the person holding it was jinu who was smiling and singing along to the lyrics "please give a warm welcome to our surprise guests Huntrix" Madison yelled making the crowd scream louder, I watched Rumi burst onto stage coming right next to me "I'm sorry" she murmured but I didn't care and embraced her "don't do that to me ever again" I whispered "I promise" she smiled as we slowly let go of each other, we performed our collabs while jinu cheered in the crowd I finally was all in with them by my side.

"I love you guys"

[starleska]

Hi so l've been quietly fawning over Mr Ring A Ding ever since he got revealed and your head canons are making me go INSANE. That bit of dialogue you wrote with him regarding light sensitivity??? Hello YES PLEASE???

As for my own headcanons, that scene of him literally flattening himself to get underneath the door both scared me and gave me so many ideas. Gonna go insane in your inbox rq, I apologise in advance. I imagined someone who tried to lock the front door to avoid him, only for him to literally squeeze in THROUGH the keyhole. Bit by bit until he lands in front of them. Shit eating grin and all. You can try to hide from him, but he'd squash and stretch his way towards you eventually.

Hiding under a bed? Who do you think he is, the Boogieman? He'd just stretch out his arm until he grabs your wrist, slowly dragging you out with a firm yet playful grip. Or who knows? Maybe he might crawl under there with you. Ask you who you're hiding from with a devilish gleam in his eyes. How would you get out of that?

(Answer: You don't. <3)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

anon, dear sweet anon!!!! i think you've given me a cardiac event!!!!!!! how can you SEND me something like this without signing a consent form?!?! 🙈🙈🙈🙈 let it be known that i turned so pink that my partner, from the other side of the room, had to ask me what was wrong 😂😂 don't you dare apologise i'm going absolutely feral over these ideas, my GOD they need to put you in Mensa immediately!!!! ugh. you know how when he's making his way up the theatre stairs, and making a great show of it, like it's actually effortful, but the Doctor says it's all just a game to him? that. that's what makes cat-and-mouse with Mr. Ring-A-Ding so heart-poundingly scary. and he loves every second of it. he adores that frightened glint in your eyes: "Awful strange place for a get-together, don't'cha think?" Mr. Ring-A-Ding asked, as he collapsed into a puddle-like shape and wriggled his way under the bed. You squirmed and tried to claw your way out, but a winding, impossibly long arm wrapped itself around your leg and yanked you right back. "What's the problem, doll? Got somewhere to be?" In the dark, Mr. Ring-A-Ding's eyes were lightbulb-white, and his teeth flashed like knives that carved through the black. "Ohhhh. I get it! You wanna be wooed the old-fashioned way. No worries, sweetheart. Tight spaces are my speciality."

[adeepdeepslumber]

Hi hi hi !! 😼

May I request reo and nagi being both in love with f!reader while the three of them are best friend ? Maybe like them being possessive and jealous would be rly kewl

I just discovered your blog and I think it’s bodaciously cool already and I’m excited to read your future work !!

Feel free to ignore this btw but thank you if you end up doing it :3

oo yesss i get it 😳😳 sorry if i post this abit late i would have just posted a nagi oneshot so this might take me awhile too love u for requesting mee 🩷🩷

you could have anyone you want. - reo mikage, nagi seishiro

jealous - eyedress

you three were called the golden trio.

reo mikage was the all rounder, his charming looks enchanted many. not only that, he was a kind soul, but tended to be cocky sometimes. his speech alone puts others in a trance, flashing aura blinding them. though he was friendly to others, he'd have a rather ruder attitude towards those who he disliked, scaring them.

nagi seishiro was the lazy genius, despite not putting in effort into anything, he excelled at most aspects of life. though his laziness often put people off, many often were entranced by him. he was lazy, always dozing off in classes, never giving any attention to anyone. he tended to dismiss everyone, almost always in his own world.

you who caused people's heads to turn. bold, never one to shy away from anything too intense. a pearly smile from you was all it took for someone to fall for you. you were the the top third in school in studies, with reo and nagi surpassing you. you tried your best in everything, and your bold personality drew others to you.

you, reo and nagi met when you were 10, at a playground randomly. you three just clicked together, and slowly, you started hanging out together, turning the bond between you three into superglue, keeping you three from separating. it seemed like the closeness you three could get was never ending, you three only seemed to get closer and closer together.

but obviously, that causes something new to form among it.

unbeknownst to you, you had both reo and nagi wrapped around you finger.

as they hung out more with you, they realized that feelings started to develop for you. the wide and confident smile you bore on your face sent their ears to flush red, and the tight hugs you would provide them comforted them with a warmth.

however, both reo and nagi knew that the other also had feelings for you. this caused a silent opposition to spark between the two.

oblivious as you were, even you'd notice the tension in between the two when they were with you.

reo would casually hold your hand tightly, walking with you to the next class, while the slacking nagi tried his best to keep up. reo's pace quickens, desperate for nagi to be left behind, just so he could have more time with you.

nagi would call you over to come to his house and game, leaving out the part that he never invited reo, to spend more time with you.

their actions slowly grew more and more obvious, but somehow you really never caught on.

"hey, wanna go to a cafe for lunch later? just the two of us?"

reo asked you casually, his heart beating faster and faster as he stared down into your eyes as you contemplated the thought. recently, you did realize that their actions seemed to revolve more around you and not around whatever else it should be. you'd always push it off, but now it started to bug you more.

"reo, but what about nagi?"

your innocent question was enough to make reo's eyes narrow, jaw clenching slightly at the mention of nagi's name. his eyes darted around the room, as if an excuse lay there.

"nagi.. is busy." giving a sour smile, completely not acknowledging that nagi was right behind him.

"i'm busy?" nagi asked from behind reo, his question innocent, but clearly laced with spite and jealousy. seeing each other, reo managed a sour smile, full of frustration, as nagi was clearly going to tag along.

"thought you were" reo muttered under his breath, before offering to walk you to class. the tension was so clear between the two of them, that you couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. this was clearly unlike them.

nagi muttered something that wasn't full audible, before completely draping himself over you. suddenly so clingy, but you never cared for it.

your captivating self drew everyone to you, despite you not noticing it. you could have anyone you want, but these two pined for you.

week after week, their actions became bolder and bolder, even your friends started suspecting they had feelings for you. well, you always brushed it off, but you couldn't deny that even you started suspecting it too. well, it came to light one day.

you went to the school campus on a weekend, to drop off some items for reo and nagi for their upcoming soccer match. when you were walking to the locker room to drop them off, it came to your mind that you didn't inform them in advance that you were coming. should be fine, right?

well, when you almost opened the door to the locker room, you could hear an agitated reo and a tired nagi.

"nagi, you like her don't you?" by guess, you thought that nagi would deny it, but surprisingly you head a faint "yeah".

reo too admitted it, and it finally dawned upon you that your two best friends, from childhood, came to have feelings for you. the two's conversation was filled with tension, hoping to win you over eventually without the other. many people told you that you could have anyone you wanted, well, you never expected that it could go to this extent.

slowly, you opened the door, revealing yourself and the totebag full of items you bought for them.

reo and nagi were caught off guard, now calculating in their minds if you'd heard their conversation.

"um. i wanted to give you guys these for the upcoming match."

holding out the totebag to them, you deliberately avoided eye contact with either of them, looking to the lockers as if your favorite drama was playing. this gave the duo confirmation you heard their conversation.

glancing at each other, nagi let out a sigh, holding his neck with his hand. while reo too let out a sigh, running his hand through his hair. taking the totebag from you, reo opened his mouth to talk to you, but you turned around quickly, determined to leave the locker room to escape the awkwardness. until nagi held your wrist, wanting you to hear them out.

"you heard us right? reo and i both like you, so give us time for us to win you over." nagi said it so casually as if he was talking about his video games, but you gotta admit, you heart fluttered at those words. reo chuckled, flashing you a charming smile, in agreement. now with the knowledge that your two best friends liked you, you were slowly getting flustered under their gazes. sticking out your tongue, you ran out of the locker rooms.

from then on, their actions towards you were bolder and more obvious, with clear effort being put in between the two to try and see who won you over first.

at one point the two were basically fighting over who would walk you home.

you can have anyone you want, but you really have those two wrapped around your finger.

this is unwiped asscheeks and super short sorry this is so clapped I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO WRITE JEALOUSY TROPES BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE GHIOERFJKSN

[sylusbelovedart]

After date (Magnum Opus)

Disclaimer : Just some Sylus brainrot. I wanted to write something sweet since I've been breaking my own heart with angsty thoughts. Sylus might be a bit OOC, sorry.

I know it’s been weeks since Magnum Opus was released but I can’t help but think what the after date was like for Sylus and MC ? Don’t get me wrong, the memory was SO SO good and SylusMc are 👌 I love their dynamic so much. But I'm curious about how they both freaked out afterwards.

Like how did Sylus get home ? I'm sure he must have had the biggest and brightest smile on his face, just thinking about their date. Maybe he will drive slowly at first still too dazed about how well the day went. The pretext to go out to eat just to see her, turning into a memorable date of shopping, teasing and taking care of each other. He could almost still feel the soft touch of her fingers lingering on his face, and how close and intimate it all felt. And then he will start driving faster, a rush of adrenaline flooding through his veins, already thinking about their next date, already planning your camping trip. But maybe not everything needs planning he thinks. He knows you always surprise him in the most sweetest ways and he can't help but want more. After all, isn't greed and desire what drives most people ? That man would be going at such a high speed, and if you were, you would be clinging to him. Maybe joining him in his madness, laughing or screaming at him, scared. Either way, he enjoys every and each of your expressions. Tightening his grip on the brake, he almost screamed in the wind that he finally got the women he longed so so long for.

And what was MC’s reaction after he left and she closes her door ? My girl must have been silently screaming, not yet believing how lovey-dovey they were toward one another, or how natural it felt for her at that moment. She would also be extremely embarrassed. What has he done to her ? She would be jumping up and down from excitement while also punching the air, flashbacks about how things unfolded. Because at the end of the day she’s just a girl too. And as she went to the bathroom, she would just be a blushing mess thinking about Sylus and his sweet words and stare at herself in the mirror, a loving look in her eyes flushing her cheeks red "a loved art piece" she would mutter embarrassed to herself "such a smooth talker".

And after she washes up and prepares to go to bed, she sends him a message to know if he got back home safely and he might respond with something like

Sylus : Already missing me, kitten ? 😏

And MC would laugh at his use of emojis because what in the world was that ? But he was feeling silly and so was she.

MC : When you say it like that…

MC : I just wanted to make sure you went back home safely.

And Sylus red the message at least three time before replying to her. He almost sent a "you're the cutest" before erasing it.

Sylus : I did.

Sylus : Shouldn't you be asleep by now ?

MC : That’s good.

MC : I'm going to bed.

MC : Thanks again for today. It was a fun.

And as much as their relationship progressed and the banter and sweet-talking they have when they meet, she still feels shy and self-conscious when it came to talk about her feeling. But it was fine. Sylus would get it.

Sylus : Should I be concerned about this grateful attitude of yours ?

Sylus : You push me to ask you out but then get concerned I might get caught. You’re concerned about my taste in women and get mad at me, but then you hold me and take care of my skin, and now… you’re thanking me ?

MC : 😐

MC : You make me sound so mean.

MC : Forget I even said anything.

MC : THE DAY WAS AWFULL

MC : 😡

Sylus : [vocal] ha ha ha. Please don’t restrain on my account. I enjoyed today’s… date too.

MC : So you’re starting to admit it too ?

MC : Wow 😳 We’re making progress.

Sylus : Weren’t you the one who said we were dating earlier ?

MC : I did.

MC : Why ?

MC : Don’t tell me you’re planning on shying away now.

MC : You can’t even tell me properly when you want to see me. Should I be the one wearing the pants in this relationship ? 😔

Sylus : 🤨

Sylus : Getting pretty carried away now aren’t we ?

Sylus : Also, are you planning on scolding me ?

Sylus : Please make sure to call me beforehand.

Sylus : I’m willing to hear all of your complaints.

MC : ...

And as your eyes are slowly closing, you felt yourself drowsing almost forgetting to answer to Sylus.

Sylus : But I guess that will be for another time. A sleepy kitten needs her beauty sleep.

MC : No

MC : Im perfectlyzwake

MC : *I’m perfectly awake.

Sylus : Make sure your teeth won’t bite off your tongue with the lies. Make it believable next time.

Sylus : And as I told you before. You don’t need to adapt to my schedule.

Sylus : Make sure you get proper sleep for tomorrow.

Sylus : Don’t want to find a stubborn hunter injured because she didn’t get enough rest.

MC : You’re the one scolding me now. 🙄

Sylus : 👀

Sylus : Wouldn’t want on you the burden of wearing the pants in the relationship.

MC : Yeah sure. Such a gentleman.

You waited a few minutes before finally saying him goodnight.

MC : Goodnight, Sylus [Mephisto sleeping emoji]. See you… next week ? Maybe ?

Sylus : Oh. I’m planning on seeing you earlier than next week.

Sylus : Goodnight, kitten 🍷✨

[call-me-mother-darling]

The Gala

Tara Lewis x Plus Size Reader

Plot: Tara introduces you to the team at the Christmas gala. She’s so proud to be by your side. (Takes place with Evolution Team)

Au: I think if Tara was to stand in front of me I’d simply drop to my knees and listen to every word that comes out of her mouth. 😳 I personally needed Tara fluff tho. She’s so comforting and my insecurities are acting up. I figured it could help someone who’s going through something similar.

Warnings: Fluff, panic attacks, Tara kisses ;)

Word count: 1177

Your heart is pounding, the room closing in around you. You can't even bring your mind to think, to calm your breathing. You had pulled her into a side room, not even making it to the gala.

I can’t do this. What if they hate me? What if I fuck up? Oh my god, what if I make an embarrassment of us and she gets fired? A million what ifs run through your mind.

“Honey?” A deep voice rings through my ears. Pulling me out of my thoughts. You look at Tara, tears threatening to run down your cheeks.

“Hey, look at me.” Tara’s hand cups your cheeks automatically taking deep breaths with you. 

“Baby they are so excited to see you, I promise everything will be okay. I will be right next to you the whole night. You don’t even have to speak after hello’s. I promise we’ll be okay. Okay?” She smiles sweet and sincere. 

Your dress almost feels too tight but Tara’s words make it a little easier to breathe.

“Okay, I trust you.” You finally give in, letting yourself relax as her arms wrap around you. Realizing where you are and  quickly pull away.

“I’m gonna get make-up on your suit!” You panic, only to see Tara chuckling. Rubbing your cheek lightly. Her lips find their way to yours, capturing you in a grounding kiss. Her lips are soft, almost like how you imagine clouds would feel. 

You can feel a whine get stuck in your throat when she pulls away, her lips pulling in a stunning smile.

“There you are. Are you ready, honey?” You smile back at her words, taking the elbow she has offered you. 

She leads the way out of this suffocating room and through the doors to the gala. Everyone is dressed to the heavens. Women in floor length gowns and the men in the best suits you've ever seen, all tailored to perfection. Everyone looked like a walking super model. The thought alone had you tense, worried you wouldn’t match. 

Tara was quick to give you a peck on the head, whispering sweet words in your ear.

“I got you baby.” Her smile never fading. Before you even get a chance to look her way, who you assume is Emily strides up to you guys. A huge smirk on her face.

“It’s lovely to see you here. And I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting before.” Her gaze turns to you. Her hand quick to shake yours, both strong and to the point.

“I’m Emily Prentiss. Tara here speaks values about you. All good things of course. I’m glad to be able to put face to name.” Just like that the weight on your shoulders fade and a small smile pulls at your lips.

“Hi Emily, it’s good to meet you as well. Tara speaks highly of you all.” A small hum comes from her as she drops your hand. Your own finding its way to Tara’s bicep. 

Before any other words can be spoken a blonde women comes up to us, all smiley and giddy.

“Hi, I'm JJ.” Her hands were soft.

“Hi, I'm Y/N.” You say with a smile.

“Oh I know, Tara here told me all about you. I would just like to say I can’t wait for you to come to a girls night. If you’re okay with that of course?” She says almost in a panic. You can’t help me smile kindly at her.

“I would be honored to go. I’m not gonna lie I was terrified when Tara first mentioned it, but I think I’m a lot calmer about it now.” A squeal that you would recognize from anywhere comes from behind you, pulling your attention away from JJ. 

You turn around to be met with Pen’s overly excited face. You softly pull your arm away from Tara and pull Pen close.

“I was so scared I didn’t think you would make it.” Pen expressed excitedly. But you can hear the two women behind you speak.

“Wait, how do you know each other?” JJ asks in total confusion. 

“Oh I met her forever ago. In my hacking days. Right Y/N?” Pen asks.

“Oh yeah. I’m pretty sure she didn’t give me a choice.” You giggle. But Pen disconnects the hug and lightly pushes your shoulder. 

“Ok now that's rude. Anyways, Y/N here is who pushed me to agree to the FBI’s deal. She supported me the whole way, even put up with my boy drama.” You roll your eyes at this, remember all the late nights you’d get a call from a sobbing Penolope.

“When Tara joined the team I introduced them. As you can see the rest was history.” She says rubbing your back.

“Yes, I knew once I laid my eyes on her I had to make her mine, for she is the most breathtaking woman I've ever met.” She smiles lovingly at you, pulling you away from Pen to pull you close to herself.

“Oh wow. I would say a thank you is in order. For pushing Pen in the right direction. I don’t think cases would be solved as quickly without her.” Emily says with admiration. 

You slightly bow your head with a smile. “My pleasure.” 

“Alright hun, let us go see the boys. We’ll see you all in a little bit.” She guides you to the group of men by the bar. 

“Hey guys, I wanted to introduce you to someone.” Tara says almost excitedly, rubbing her thumb over your hand. 

Just like that all eyes are on you. Big smiles spreading across their faces.

“You must be the woman Tara has been non-stop talking about. Y/N, right? I’m Luke.” He waves.

“Yes, that is me. I believe I know of you guys. You must be Rossi? Tara explains you as the Italian grandpa.” That earns a laugh from him.

“That’s right, young lady.” You smile 

“And you must be Tyler?” You ask, gaining some more of your confidence.

“Wow you must’ve done your research.” Tyler comments waving at you. You look at Tara for guidance and she smiles back at you.

“How did you know? I don’t remember showing you a picture.” Tara asks, genuinely shocked.

“A magician never tells her secrets. But I will say I learned some things from you.” A small lie couldn’t hurt. But Tara was too quick to catch on.

“Come on, tell us how.” Rossi says, pulling my attention back to the group in front of us.

“Okay okay you caught me. I had Pen help. I was so anxious before this, I wanted to be prepared.” You admit timidly.

“Hmm, Tara I like this one.” Luke says with a small smirk.

“Agreed, you should bring her around more often. I can already tell she’d fit in with the team.” Tyler says, trying to get Tara on board.

“As much as you guys would love that, she’s mine. So let's not traumatize her.” We all laugh at that, enjoying each other's company.

[lightninghikaru]

In some ways RT Sonic can be scarier than ToC Shadow-though that hedgehog is definitely terrifying! I still remember feeling scared for Sonic as I read the first couple of chapters, even though I know he'd be alright. However, what makes RT Sonic terrifying isn't by being a twisted and brutal pirate, nor is it by being bloodthirsty or cruel, because he's not a malicious, brutal and bloodthirsty pirate. It's the fact that you don't ever expect him to be so fierce and angry. And when he is, you know somebody messed up.

You ever heard of the expression "Fear the wrath or anger of a gentle/kind man." That's because their temper can be wild and uncontrollable when provoked. Sonic is kind and gentle, but the minute you say something awful or do something terrible to him or one of his pack, you'd better run and hide and pray he doesn't smell you out!

And the fear you or the characters may feel when they see him like this. It is partly because they can't help but feel scared of him when he's like this, but... They're more afraid FOR him than of him.

A Heartwarming Speech:

A very exhausted blue hedgehog says his piece at the end of their first journey.

Sonic: (looking around at the people on his ship): "I love you guys." (Looks at his crew as he's saying this) "I really do." (Looks at Tom and Maddie before turning to Shadow). "And I love you Shadow. (He presses his forehead against Shadow's who! Reciprocates the gesture.) "I love you so much."

(Then he turns to Shadow's crew) "I know I left a very sour impression on you guys when we first met, but I'm glad Shadow has you people watching out for him... (Proceeds to wag a shaky finger at them) "And I know that after I get to know you guys a little bit better, I would have learned to love you too... Especially you."

(Points at Leven) "I don't what it is about you... But you have a very sweet face." (Proceeds to pass out from exhaustion. Shadow is still holding him up though).

(Shadow's crew just stare, looking both incredibly perplexed and oddly touched. Meanwhile Leven has a paw over his face as he tries to hide his blush).

Gray: "I'm confused Cap... Aren't we supposed to be hating this guy?"

Shadow: "Don't bother Gray, you'd be fighting a losing battle."

Heritage of the Werewolf:

Maybe you could do a scene similar to the "Heritage of the Wolf" scene from the 1995 animated film "Balto." In which Sonic finally accepts himself for who he is.

A Twisted Pirate..?

Twisted is probably the wrong word. Sonic isn't twisted in the sense that he enjoys playing sick games or testing people. But... Sometimes he'll say or do something that will make you question his sanity. Some remarks are light-hearted and funny... Others can be concerning.

Example:

1)Knuckles: "What do you think would happen after you kidnapped him?"

Sonic: Borrowed Knuckles! Borrowed! You know when you take something or someone with the intention of giving them back!!!

2)Sonic: "I'm just saying if you're gonna take a guy against his will, you might as well be polite to him."

Knuckles: "...You're insane right?"

Sonic:"I'm just saying basic manners don't hurt."

Knuckles: (facepalm) "Oh my sweet Chaos..."

3)(After Shadow and Sonic make their deal )

Shadow: "Just so you know when this is over and done with I am coming after you personally Hedgehog! I'll see to it that you're swinging by a noose." 😡😡😤😤

Sonic: Perfect! Let's go!" 😄😄😁😁

Shadow: 😕😕😳😳 ... Wtf..?

A Captain and his Queen:

ToC Shadow and Rouge: The two argue and bicker occasionally and can have moments where they are antagonistic (though that's really Shadow's fault because of his attitude) and yes, she'll take advantage of the favors he owes her to get what she wants. However they do genuinely care for each other. When Rouge teases him, its without malice and it's all in good fun. And when Shadow learned that The Black Arms had found her and had attempted to hurt her, he agrees to take Sonic and go hunting for The Chaos Emeralds.

RT Sonic and Maddie Wachowski: Their relationship would be like how it is in the films. Sonic would view her as a surrogate mother figure though he wouldn't admit it out loud out of fear that he's betraying his mother's memory. (But Maddie knows this because she's got the intuition). Sonic is very protective of her and even in moments where he might snap at her out of frustration he would immediately apologize to her.

I think she'd also try her best in keeping him grounded. Make sure he doesn't go overboard.

Maddie: "Remember Sonic, you got to let him come to you first."

Sonic: "Okay I can do that."

Maddie: "And don't go overcorrecting your mistakes."

Sonic: "What!? Since when do I do that."

Maddie: "Remember when_____ happened? And you felt so bad you made me cake?

Sonic: "What was wrong with the cake?"

Maddie: "I didn't need a giant eight-layered cake Sonic!"

Sonic: "You deserved all eight layers!"

Maybe Tom could be an Animagus. A dog would appropriate I think. Either a golden retriever or a German shepherd.

There's a headcannon in some fanfiction about Shadow loving art and he sometimes draws and paints as a hobby. He could still do that but also maybe Thiosa has a book or journal of the creatures she's hunted with pictures she drew. Like what Arthur Spiderwick did in "The Spiderwick Chronicles" or The Grimms from the show "Grimm." Maybe she was hoping to give that to Shadow one day so he'd be safe.

Okay, okay this is probably too much. You're gonna say "Sparks my friend this TOO MUCH, I can't do this to my character." But hear me out.

...What if Thiosa had an arc similar to Movie!Shadow's arc in "Sonic the Hedgehog 3." Thiosa lost a lot to evil creatures of the night and Black Doom almost broke her. Because of this, she never discriminated between which creatures were bad and which creatures were good.

...So... She hurts Sonic... And shoots him with a silver bullet..!

I know this is too much. Not to mention Shadow deserves to have a parent who would never manipulate or hurt him or someone he loves!

After witnessing Shadow's heartbreak, concern and doubt fills her mind and her heart, but she tries to convince herself that she did the right thing. Also someone could've manipulated her.

Despite fighting for his life, Sonic encourages Shadow to forgive and help Thiosa as he knows how broken she is and that she had been afraid when she shot him. Shadow however is resistant to this as he fears he's losing the one person who's helped him find peace since Maria.

Eventually Shadow and Thiosa make peace with each other (though Shadow still hasn't fully forgiven her). After everything is said and done and Sonic predictably recovers, he gives Thiosa his forgiveness which shocks the remorseful tenrec. Eventually she has to leave though she does promise to check in on Shadow now and then.

Sonic is still uncomfortable around her though he tries to push this away for Shadow's sake. Having had lost his own mother a long time ago, he wants Shadow to have a family. But Shadow simply says this:

"I have a family Sonic. I have Rouge, Omega, Leven, Grey, Scaro, and Jorah. And now I have you, your crew, and The Wachowski's. I am happy. Maybe one day I can fully forgive Thiosa. But right now your safety and comfort are my priorities."

And who knows... She may return one day.

my friend, at this point you should just start writing this as a story lol. You've added and theorized literal chapters of how you think Reverse Tides will go and I fear that it is more in-depth than I plan to make it. (again that's IF I write it)

Do not get me wrong I love your theories and ideas! But I don't want people to think that this is how the story is going to play out when it's going to very much differ from Turning Tides. It'll start the same but that's really the only thing that ties the two stories together.

Because it's super fun to try and think of how a roleswap will change the characters compared to the first story. But where's the fun in that when I can change the story and truly make it it's own thing. like for an example; Maria is going to be in the story a lot more than in Tides and in a very interesting way. (that's all you get no more spoilers XP)

I just want to premise that i enjoy your theories. but I also want to be transparent that some of this might be added or not. Thank you again for the wonderful theories.

[masonmyluv]

University and Goals - Epilogue

A/N: and with this, the story about Fermin x uni!reader ends 🥺 I hope you enjoyed the story and let me know if you are interested in more stories about Fermin. Thank you to everyone who read the story and left comments, they were super motivating ❤️ I wish you a Merry Christmas 🎄 and see you next year 🫶🏼

Warnings: noneeee

Read the whole story here

ferminlopez

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yourusername

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ferminlopez

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ferminlopez

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Hope you liked it ❤️

[fullmetalnihongostudy]

Tarot PAC: OPPOSITES ATTRACT 😳 You VS Your Next SO 🍒 | Cute And Innocent 🍑 Or Mysterious/Sensuous 🍓

The setup: You stay over with your crush for the first time and you both get a little *closer* than expected. Opposites attract but which one are you? And what will happen next?

🌸 aimed at your current crush/next encounter with someone you like

🌸 This is just for fun. I can't predict anything but hey, it's fun to dream

🌸 18+ mature themes although more cute/coy than anything, kinda sexy 🌺 but not full on sexy ♥️

🌸 Take what resonates, leave the rest!

🌸 G/N pronouns

Pile 1

You stay over at their house, a cute but cluttered apartment in a big city. As the evening draws on, you can see neon lights and twinkling stars through the small window. They are more experienced than you but they intertwine their fingers with yours and softly kiss your neck. The bed is unmade, they pull you under the covers and you start cuddling.

You were kinda scared to be alone with them, because they seemed so much more sophisticated and self assured than you. Yet the longer the two of you spend in each others arms, the more you begin to see them reveal a softer side.

In some ways you begin to act like a confidant. Despite the fact they may have a confident exterior, alone with you they open up and reveal their hopes, dreams, and fears.

You may have been insecure physically if you picked this pile. But a partner who is more confident and experienced helps you come out of your shell. You may be a pisces, cancer, virgo, libra, or capricorn. You may also have saturn in the fifth or seventh house or alternatively the moon in the fifth, seventh, or eighth, making you extraordinarily sensitive romantically. In this way you manage to take your partner back in time to when they were first dating. In this way your relationship may end up more like a permanent honeymoon phase. I'm seeing someone who may possibly want to make out to music or take you beautiful places - amazing sights, romantic hideaways, or underneath the stars.

Pile 2

You are more experienced than them! You're probably an aries, pisces, scorpio, or leo, or possibly a libra or sagittarius. Either way, you know this city like the back of your hand, while they've just moved there.

The first night you spend together it on and off, hot and cold. They sorta want you but don't want to admit their feelings. They're also pretty shy. The two of you bond over romance. You're a hooeless romantic yet so are they. Their dreams and fantasies are just as intense as yours, they just haven't played out on reality. You slip your arms through the sleeves of their hoodie and gently begin to carress their skin. The turn their head to you and the two of you kiss. Lots of tension and passion. You didn't realise someone so innocent could make your skin flush like this.

They're shy but they can't sleep. The two of you end up making out slowly. You never thought that slowing down like this could be so hot but you grow to love the way they curl their body into you as they want more.

In some ways that evening is the beginning of a deeper relatuonship. You guys are on and off yet ultimately you keep going back to them because of the way they teach you how to stop and smell the flowers. Life seems more relaxed and carefree when you are with them and love is gentler and more intimate. It's not what you thought you would want, but deep down, it moves you somewhere.

Pile 3

You both realise how much you want each other. But they definitely want you faster. Or do they? Slowly you feel your temperature begin to rise as you feel their body next to yours. They begin to run their fingers through your hair and all of a sudden you realise the feelings you have had.

You guys haven't been dating for long. But the feelings are so intense they might have come from a much greater period of time. You can't believe how lucky you are. Yet reality dawns this night as the two of you lie there as the clock passes the early hours of the morning. Neither of you can sleep. You make out this night or maybe more. But the fact is that when you wake you realise this is SERIOUS.

This is the kind of relationship where both of you get totally addicted to each other. You want each other SO BAD and yet there is so much chemistry and tension. You're almost scared as to how intense it is and you don't know what else there may be underneath the surface. Nevertheless it is a process of exploration for both of you. But for now you know you are immediately so HOT every time you see them and the look in their eye means you know you will be spending another night together 🌺🍓🍒

[reashot]

The continuation of the battle for the Arc's Booty/How Jaune managed to sexually satisfy two girls that held him hostage. Trafficknight version. (NSFW)

Bewarned, horny inside

The last time we saw our three "heroes" they were seen carrying Jaune away from the two monochrome sisters. To do something unspeakable to him.

Jaune: Ruby, Jess you don't have to do this!

*plop Jaune down on a soft white bed*

Ruby: Gu, he, he, he. *drooling uncontrollably* 😋

Oh Jaune, you know that I'm gonna do something really good to you.

Jaune: *gulp*

Jess: Excuse me Ruby. WE are about to do something to him.

Ruby: Oh, of course. I'm sorry Jess. We are so gonna 'effed you up. 🤬

Jaune: *whimpering*

Ruby: *giggle* Do you want to know what we will do to you? 😌

Jaune: *shakes head*

Ruby: C'mon Jaune don't you at least a little bit curious? 🥺

Jaune: *shakes head*

Ruby: Too bad! We're gonna tell you anyway.

First we will kiss you. Tenderly at first of course. 😚

Jaune: *gasp*

Jess: Then we start being rougher and leaves trails of love marks across your neck.

Afterward we will slowly take off your clothes.

Saving your underpants for last.

Jaune: (Oh no.)

Ruby: Then we will slowly take it off. Then we will rub your most important part. 😏

Jess: And then we will take turns licking it...

Jaune: *scared*

Ruby: But we will make sure to only edge you... 😊

Jess: So you can never achieve completion...

Jaune: *frustrated*

Ruby: And when you can no longer stand being teased... 😉

Jess: We will take turn riding you. Over and over again...

Jaune: *scaroused*

Jess: We will make sure to take our time very, very slow pacing ourselves. All while denying you your release.

Ruby: And when you finally can't stand it any longer we will force you to come inside of us so we can have your baby... 👶

Jaune: *internal screaming*

W-wa-wait, wait, wait. We can't do that we need to use a condom!

I mean you two at least have some protection right?

Ruby & Jess:

Jaune: Oh sweet brothers...

And true to their words Ruby and Jessica did everything what they told Jaune earlier.

They begin by kissing him. At first Jaune tried to resist but after a while he soon relented to both Ruby and Jessica intense kisses. Even returning it to the delight of the two girls.

But kissing Jaune's lips weren't enough for them. They soon move to his neck and started removing his shirt while at the same time leaving trails of kisses on his exposed body.

Jaune unintentionally starts moaning in pleasure from the kisses he receives. This elicit a giggle from Ruby and Jessica. But only for a moment. Until they return to kissing and teasing Jaune. Bit by bit all of Jaune's clothes is then slowly removed until finally they reached the final piece...

Jaune: *labored breathing*

Ruby: This is it Jess... You ready? 😜

Jess: Huh? Y-yeah I'm ready.

Ruby: Okay. Here goes... *pulls down Jaune's underwear* 😁

Ruby & Jess: *stares in amazement* 😳

Ruby: Wow... 😶

Jess: Big...

Jaune: Shut up, all right! I know it's big. I have a complex about it. *pout*

Ruby: It's nothing to be ashamed of Jaune. 🤤

Jess: Yeah some chollos would kill to have that big pēne. (And I would defo kill to have yours in me. )

Jaune: Well I don't want it. I just wish it was smaller.

*smack*

Jaune: Oww! What the Salem?

Ruby: No more talking! It's time for entering! 😤

Jaune: Please don't. Ruby it will never fit!

Ruby: When there's a hole there's a way! 😠

Jess: I wish you luck Ruby.

Ruby: Thanks Jess... Well, here I go. 😣

Jaune: NOOOOO!!!....

A few moments later...

Ruby: ..... It didn't fit. 🙁

Jaune: I told you Ruby. I was too big.

Jess: Well now what do we do. We're too worked up to stop now.

Jaune: I think I can help you with that...

Jess: Really, how?

Jaune: Well if I can't use my "lower equipment" I can use my upper one... If you know what I mean.

Ruby: Well what are you waiting for! Ravish me right now.

A few hours of very satisfying oral session later...

Jess: Dios mio...

Ruby:

Back to the sisters.

Weiss: Slut!

*thrust*

Bleiss: Prude!

*clang*

Weiss: Slattern!

*parry*

Bleiss: Tight...

Wait. I sense a disturbance in the force it as if someone managed to achieved mind blowing multiple orgasm and I'm sensing that someone that gives it is Jaune...

Weiss: Wait. Where is Jaune?

Bleiss: It seems we have a problem...

Truce?

Weiss: Agreed, we need to find Jaune. Any thought on how to find him?

Bleiss: Hmmm let me check... My scroll.

*ping*

Found him.

Weiss: Wait. How did you know about Jaune's location?

Bleiss: Easy, I had him chipped long time ago.

Weiss: .... You are one crazy bitch you know that.

Bleiss: I will take it as a compliment.

Now c'mon sis we need to save our man.

Next morning...

Jess: *yawn* Last night was so great, Jaune. Do you want to do it again?

Ruby: .... No stop it!!! 😭

Instead of the sight of her lover sharing the same bed with her. Jessica is met with sight of Bleiss and Weiss riding Jaune from both end.

Weiss: OH BROTHERS!!! Yes JAUNE YES YOUR TONGUE FEELS SO GOOD!!!

Bleiss: AAHHHH!!! YOUR HUGE DICK FEELS SO GOOD INSIDE OF ME JAUNE!!!

GO AHEAD JAUNE COME INSIDE OF ME, KNOCKED ME UP!!! GIVE ME YOUR BABY!!!

Jaune: !!!!

Weiss & Bleiss: Ahhhh!!!.....

Weiss: That was amazing Jaune... It's my turn next, move over Bleiss.

Bleiss: Sure thing dear sister.

And Jaune if I got pregnant from this you will marry me , right?

After all you don't want Jaune junior to grow up without a father.

Jaune: *nodding*

*turns to Ruby & Jessica*

And I hope this teaches you two a lesson to never bet against black.

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 10

chapter 18:

1. remus is just free to exist around sirius. every mention of that makes me HURT

2. and i know that remus sets/asks sirius to break boundaries but i LOVE sirius setting his about remus not fucking around with memories because he has issues with that

3. AWWW another wolfstar kiss! i’ll never get used to these

4. omg the wolfstar neck kisses are making ME realize how much i miss neck kisses. honestly, straight up, those are better than sex

5. nooo baby! i’m so sorry that sirius was made into a sex symbol of sorts for the hallow. that sucks. no one deserves that, especially not a child (when it began occurring for him)

6. it hurts that james knows he wouldn’t kill for his own sake, and he’s only killing to protect regulus and get him out of here

7. “Really, James takes great pride in the fact that no one annoys Regulus like him.” LMAO

8. “Blinking violently, James clears his throat and says, "Oh, yes, keep talking about math. There's absolutely nothing more attractive. You're a swot. If you tell me what the mitochondria is, I'm not sure I'll be able to restrain myself."” ASLDJFKDHDKSJNSMSN LOSING MY SHIT

9. wait. hold up. regulus used to write poetry about james. holy shit. i love this development so much

10. PETER!!!!!!!

11. 😧 reg is mad at james and all he wants to do is put a knife to james’ throat and hope he moans. holy fuck “So exposed to violence that it's even starting to blend with sex.” that’s both a wild thought and a sad thought

12. GOD regulus doesn’t trust james, but he trusted evan. that hurts like a motherfucking truck

13. god it hurts that vanity, peter, and the others can’t all survive. they don’t deserve this

chapter 19:

1. VANITY!! babbyyyy she’s gonna die nooooo

2. the ant juice to keep her warm 😟😟

3. 😬 they’re gonna make a bridge. i’m not sure about that. that worries me. and peter lighting the fires. this entire thing is gonna end with one of james’ allies dead

4. “”Oh, and the 'best friend's brother, secret history, forbidden love' way also.”” 😭😭😭 not vanity’s description of jegulus

5. vanity asking about what sex is like and james IMMEDIATELY shutting her down 😭😭

6. being scared about the bug- i’m with james on this one.

7. 😧😳 omg not dylan, peter, AND irene. (NO SHAME OR JUDGMENT ON MY BEHALF) holy shit.

8. 😭😭😭 i love when any one of the tributes talks to the sky to talk to their mentors, friends, or family

9. irene and james betting on a jealous regulus 😭😭😭

10. the bridge worked. i’m honestly so shocked

11. this bug (vespa) is stressing me tf out

12. about the bug, vanity is like 🩷😊✨🪲 and james is like 😟😬🙅🏽‍♂️

13. i’d like to make the guess now: autistic vanity

14. not james being turned on by reg talking mean to him. this is ridiculous 😭😭

[imsickofpasswords]

GOS2 analysis: A New Hope (or… Guys, I think I cracked the ending !!!😳🤯)

SPOILER ALERT!!!SPOILER ALERT!!!SPOILER ALERT!!!SPOILER ALERT!!!SPOILER ALERT!!! (Even for those who watched both seasons several times!!!)

Hi! You are about to read a mixture between a theory and a revelation. Both could be figments of my mind making things up by dint of overthinking and overwatching (...is there such a thing as overwatching GO?) Anyway, I must warn you that if you DO see what I think I saw, the agony you endured for months (maybe you got used to it, maybe you befriended it, maybe you don’t want it to go), the excruciating pain that led you here, will come to an end NOW. For me, Good Omens is a work-of-art and NOTHING will take the passion/obsession away, trauma or no trauma. If you're like me, then read on! 

Before I dive into the thick of the matter, allow me to stress a couple of things. I know you know, but this is still very important. Please, bear with me…

Aziraphale and Crowley KNOW each other. 

They share a 6000 year-old friendship. Surely you experienced that, at least once in your life, with a long-time friend or partner: you finish each other’s sentences, you glance at each other and burst out laughing when nobody else understands why, you speak the same coded language that doesn’t even require words. That’s how close Aziraphale and Crowley are. Aziraphale can predict Crowley's every reaction. He knows how to manipulate him with just a pout or a frown. Crowley knows what makes Aziraphale tick. He knows what the angel holds dearest. He can figure out Aziraphale's state of mind just by listening to the TONE of his voice. He knows how Aziraphale SMELLS! 

They also know WHO the other one is, I mean deep down, what they want and what they’re capable of… 

Aziraphale and Crowley TRUST each other. 

‘I could always rely on you, you could always rely on me.’ 

And

'You could have walked away'

'You said trust me'

'And you did.'

So on… you know all those lines by heart and I'm sure you could come up with oodles of examples. 

Walls have ears(floors too).

Someone wrote somewhere (was that on Youtube?) that the 25 lazari miracle could have been performed by the Metratron, since the magic circle was once used to contact him and was probably never turned off properly afterwards. That's an interesting theory. 

Personally, I don't believe the Metatron was involved in the miracle. I already elaborated about this in my first theory https://www.tumblr.com/imsickofpasswords/732879204359847936/a-theory-of-the-ineffable-plan-by and sort of got confirmation when Uriel asked what the miracle was and Aziraphale answered 'love, it was love!' 

I nonetheless realized that the Metratron could indeed be using this channel to spy on Aziraphale. If so, since when? I don’t think it could be from the first time Aziraphale drew the circle, because Adam reset reality after that. Adam would have closed the portal, wouldn't he? Idk. My bet is the snooping began after the miracle, and the magnitude of the miracle is what scared the Metratron into trying to separate Aziraphale and Crowley.  

Such considerations had me wonder if what feels like altered memories isn't actually the Metratron prying into Aziraphale's mind (indigovigilance from Tumblr pointed out that ALL the flashbacks seem to emanate from Aziraphale). Or maybe the Metatron has been reading… Aziraphale’s diary. (Btw, does anyone know what happened to that diary?) The Metratron does brag about looking back over Aziraphale's "exploits" (translation: infringements). Plural. So, not just stopping Armageddon? What else? Saving Job's children? Helping out Elspeth? 

What's more, the Metatron compliments Muriel, the "dim one", on reading books. 'What a splendid thing to do!' and then he glares at the bookshop. 

Aziraphale is not always Aziraphale

I don’t know about you, but I shriveled in horror when Aziraphale promised to give away a book. Had I just slipped into another dimension?

One perfectly acceptable explanation is that love is more important to Aziraphale than books. Fine. Why then does he only offer to LEND a book after Crowley pointed out how IMPOSSIBLE it is for the angel to even THINK of selling a book? In the novel, people who insist on buying books from Aziraphale’s shop go missing FOREVER…

It feels like the usurper realized they made a mistake and tried not to make it twice. Also, what's with the French? Aziraphale spoke French when he was in prison, and he certainly wasn't struggling like that. Last but not least, he does move his hands a lot, but not in the same fashion as he usually does. This was NOT Aziraphale (I think).

We saw how supernatural beings can change their appearance without swapping bodies. Shax changed her face whilst hitchhiking when she HAD NO REASON TO (Aziraphale had never met her before). 

I believe the Metatron is the one who turned into Aziraphale. But just for a moment ( I burnt my eyes checking Michael Sheen's every facial expression and gesture and tone of voice throughout the entire season and I couldn't spot anything amiss outside that moment, let me know if I'm wrong). Just a short period of time, then. Why? To see if Crowley would fall for it. I don't know if our beloved demon did. 

The obvious objection to this theory is: surely the real Aziraphale would realize that some of his guests had already been invited by… HIMSELF? Well, Nina kept Crowley for a moment. We don't know that the Metatron didn't go around erasing people's memory of him. 

Ok, okay, admittedly,  it is far-fetched, probably complete bullshit. But I needed to mention this because it's also a part of how I interpret the ending. Nope! I'm not saying the Metatron is the one who got kissed by Crowley!!! That would be… OMG, 🤮

The bullet trick…

Aziraphale is a magician. And his magic seems to always work when he needs it most, providing he uses this formula:"banana, fish, gorilla, shoelace with a dash of nutmeg” the magic words that Mark Gatiss as a zombie reads from the angel's lips. 

And there it comes, the showstopper. Actually the "REHEARSAL of the showstopper", as I call it, and you’ll find out why very soon. Please, pause here and go fetch the scene, you’ll need to watch CAREFULLY. See how scared Crowley is when Aziraphale hands over the gun? Crowley is maybe wondering why the miracles aren't working and if he is not about to actually kill his only friend. Then, Crowley mutters something. No idea what, but something like, I can't do it. And Aziraphale, reading his lips, replies in the same fashion, lipspeaking. Whatever the angel says then, Crowley understands it, and it's enough for him to overcome his fear. 

The ACTUAL showstopper.

I think you got it by now: what I thought when I saw that, and what I wanted to do next. I didn't rush to the last episode although I was dying to. I didn't want to miss anything and I couldn't believe what I expected would actually happen. But it DID. 

The Metatron knows that people are predictable and that nobody ever chooses death over coffee. We don't see his entire conversation with Aziraphale but even if the Metatron doesn't flat out threaten to erase Crowley's name from the Book Of Life, Aziraphale is very aware that this is an option as Michael already said she was given permission to do so. Check Aziraphale's face the minute the Metatron mentions Crowley. Aziraphale hears the threat loud and clear. His face goes grim. He knows he doesn't have a choice but to play along if he's going to save Crowley. 

"Go tell your friend the good news!" 

Aziraphale smiles, but he is distraught and terrified. The ineffable husbands KNOW each other, remember? There’s no way Aziraphale thinks Crowley will follow him to heaven. Besides, Aziraphale is INTELLIGENT. He knows The Metadick (whoever invented that name, I love you) doesn’t want Crowley back. So all the pleading, come with me, to the light, we'll be doing good, yada yada… is FAKE. All Aziraphale wants when he enters the bookshop is to let Crowley know about the situation without raising suspicions from the Metatron who is watching from outside. That's why the angel keeps glancing at the window whilst using his "something is wrong voice". Now, dear reader, fellow victim who cried your eyes out for months, if you still have eyes, LOOK AGAIN. 

When Aziraphale starts to talk about the offer, Crowley frowns, not in disbelief or in anger but in intense focus on… Aziraphale's lips. Can you see them? The SILENT words at the end of the sentences? Tell me you see them too. Please. You do, right? Or do I need to seek help? 

Everything after that, every line, is a smoke screen meant for the Metatron (and poor us…) The Metatron is to believe that two lovers got into a fight and got torn apart. Even angels and demons are predictable! 

The kiss, of course, is a mean to conceal the moment when Crowley extracts himself from the timeline, taking Aziraphale with him so they can discuss away from prying eyes and ears. Hence the missing fifteen minutes on the clock. 🙂

I think Crowley's confession was genuine. But it was also there to make the fight more convincing. And no one here will say it wasn't convincing… My guess is there must have been another confession, maybe another kiss? A real, tender, passionate, romantic, heart-wrenching kiss that left Aziraphale pressing hard on his lips, aching for more. “Do it again.” But the Metatron would notice… so… "I…forgive you", you foul fiend who thought you could tempt me with such a lowly, dirty and pathetic trick (translation, I love you… and I don't want to leave you, go before I burst into tears, I don't have sunglasses…)

So. They didn't fight!!!!  They are still a team, a group of two, a couple, and more than ever!! 

Not done yet. There is one last thing that you saw. When the Metatron reveals his plans about the Second Coming, Aziraphale pauses before entering the elevator. And it may last less than a split second, but I can swear that his lips moved again as he was staring at Crowley. Someone crossed the street right after, but Aziraphale kept looking at Crowley although the camera was too far for us to see the lips. However, there was enough time to convey a lot of information. 

Now, did they swap? Aziraphale doesn't gesture much after the kiss. Crowley drives under the speed limit and for the first time while Crowley is driving, Queen isn't playing. But. Aziraphale is walking away from his friend-now-lover, not knowing if he actually saved him, or… knowing that he did NOT save him. Crowley is crushed, and probably worried sick about Aziraphale walking alone into an obvious trap. The demon can remember only too vividly how Heaven wanted to end Aziraphale. 

The Bentley is sad too, and not just because her master is. She (Yes, she!) grew feelings for Aziraphale, who allowed her to wear fancy yellow and took her to an exciting trip and managed to have her play something new… She likes him so much that she tries to follow him, like a puppy, remember? I think she's the one who played the Nightingale song, to comfort Crowley and herself. As Sendaraya predicted in one of her YouTube videos, we may find out later that this was the Ineffable Husbands' song, ever since 1941, when their relationship started to drift towards romance. 

Last but not least, the main reason why I don't think they swapped. I firmly believe the Metatron is planning to wear Aziraphale's face again. Metasick has unresolved issues with Crowley who, annoyingly, still retains some of his memories. Memories that may have become indelible because of Aziraphale's presence. But of course, to impersonate Aziraphale, Crowley's soft spot and only weakness, the Metatron needs to keep Aziraphale out of the picture…

To be continued… (Season 3!!! And for the record, great pustulent mangled bollocks to the ones who delayed it, and I'm NOT talking about the writers and actors…🤬)

Thanks for reading^^

[forgaeven]

The countryside stood in stark contrast to the bustling city. The scent of fresh grass blended with the soft sound of a distant stream as he trotted along the well-worn dirt path. His hooves hit the ground in a rhythmic beat, sending up tiny clouds of dust with each stride. Above him, the sun shone brightly, casting a warm, golden glow over the undulating hills and scattered farmhouses. A rare sense of peace enveloped him as he travelled, a feeling he seldom found in the city. The breeze playfully ruffled his mane and tail, and he savoured the strength of his equine body, a sensation that felt both strange and reassuring.

As he approached the village, the locals paused in their activities, their expressions a mix of awe and apprehension. They had heard tales of the legendary being, the horse renowned for its rarity. Now, he was here, a magnificent horse gliding gracefully through their midst. Moving further from the village, the path grew narrower, and the trees began to close around him.

The cool shade offered a refreshing respite after his long trek from the city. He took a moment to absorb the serenity of the forest, attuned to the rustling leaves and the gentle hum of insects. His sharp senses picked up the scent of a nearby clearing and the soothing sound of flowing water. Drawn by the promise of a refreshing drink, he paused, only to be startled by a voice, turning to see a figure he had never met before.

in the creature's defence, ruffnut certainly wasn't being careful.

aye, perhaps she ought to be – but subtlety has never run deep in her family's veins, and ruffnut has no desire to change it. still, she supposes it would've been nice, wouldn't it, t' have the upper hand – if nothin' but the few seconds it could've offered her. oh well, she thinks around a shrug and steps away from any attempt to hide. she comes into the creature's sight, and ruffnut behaves no less like a beast herself, hunching and watching the other closely, as though she is still hunting, and he, remains as her prey.

when ruffnut smiles, the act is all bone-sharp and a misshapen dagger. the kind she likes the most. it gets ya' to be creative when ye' have to use it.

❛⠀yer' a beauty, aren't ya ? ❜ comes her greeting, and her smile doesn't soften as she drags her feet closer, still observin' the other like a mountain lion to a deer; like she's an extension of her dragon-mount, her own beautiful beast that she left only a few roads away. ruffnut has never been scared of losing barf. they've got a bond, her dragon and her. this much distance will not deter it, if she really was in danger and in need of barf's intervention.

ruffnut doubts it though – she's got a habit of escapin' things people would wager she wouldn't. they always do.

❛⠀– beautiful enough, i'd say, to eat. ❜ her jaw snaps together at the end of the continued response, and ruffnut cackles; the sound of it rough, unladylike. before her posture does ease, and no longer is she the hunter, but merely an observer. she grins, ❛⠀yer lucky i've eaten, beast, and so has me dragon. ❜ she finally drags a piece of her clothing away, revealing a waterskin, before she nods to the flowing river. ❛⠀i'm here for the water too. be at ease. ❜

random asks  😳  – always accepting.

[piracytheorist]

So as I mentioned, I got my copy of the Family Portrait stories!

It feels weird to suddenly have to turn the pages the left-to-right way, lol. But I guess it wouldn't work the right-to-left way for a book translated to English.

Opening it there's this cute illustration, as well as the winter-y one on the back, which kinda makes me wonder: why is it bound on the book?? I wished there was a safe way for me to rip it off and hang it on my wall. Anyway, both illustrations are super cute!

And so my collection continues to grow!

I might order the Eyes Only guide soon, I'm just wary of it including spoilers from a few future chapters. So we'll see. In any case, this might be the first time since I was a child collecting Disney's Ducks comics (and I wasn't that meticulous with those, even) that I've made such a collection! Should things keep going well I intend to keep buying the volumes to the end of the story :D

Spoilered thoughts about the stories included in the book below!

The first mission with the Eden kids going camping actually reminded me that I can find the dynamic between Anya and Damian pretty funny, at least from seeing how stubborn Damian gets. The illustration especially of Damian holding Anya's hand with Anya going like "He can be nice for real??" and Damian going like "How dare she manipulate me into feeling bad for her!!" is terrific and the only way I'll ever see this dynamic, thanks. Also really loved the moment of Damian kinda and dismissively admitting to himself he's also scared of the thunderstorm. Also found it really funny how at the end, Loid is described as handsome XD the writer knew her audience!

In the second story I think I lost count how many times I laughed. While with a deep, interesting layer, Yuri is just so entertaining to me. The most normal guy ever, wishing he was an ingredient so his sister could chop him into her dishes along with pieces of the cutting board 🥰

No, but really, I think there was a lot of care in writing Yuri here. His inner monologue is unending and bound to give Anya a headache, though it was quite sudden to hear him refer to her as a bastard and the spawn of Loid's loins 😳 but I liked the darker tone as he "acted" as a cop and took out his frustrations on the actor, picturing him as a potentially-abusive Loid. It ticks at a very interesting dynamic which I very much hope Endo explores at some point :D

(I actually wonder if there will be a moment post-identity reveal (where Yuri also knows about both Loid and Yor) and he makes a really ugly quip at Anya and Loid goes all protective like "Say whatever you want about me, but hurt my daughter again and I won't hesitate, bitch")

While I found Anya's "interrogation" scene funny, I found it a bit repetitive that she used the same technique that she used with the Red Circus guy from the bullet-in-butt date. Small note, but still XD

For the third story I have both praises and criticism... I understand how it was needed for the story, but I don't like it when characters' disabilities are taken away. It would have made for a bit more complicated setting but it would have been a little more respectful to have Alessa unable to see Franky because she had eye surgery for whatever reason aside from being blind before, and she had bandages on and couldn't see. And Franky would feel like he's on borrowed time because he knows from day to day she'll get the bandages off and she'll face him.

Also, making her nineteen instead of sixteen is just on the verge. And because I have met people who are now professional singers... nineteen is way too young to be considered for opera. She could be training, of course, but it's a very long-term investment. There's a reason most opera singers you see in concerts are in their late twenties at the earliest. And I get that she comes from a musical background and she has a talent or whatever, but again. She could have been aged up to mid-twenties and to me it would have made much more sense.

But as for the good parts, I was actually surprised by how convincing Franky was about wanting to deceive her. And when Twilight turned and asked "Are you sure you're okay with this?" I might have felt a chill. I should have given Franky more credit, haha. And the banter between them was nice, with Twilight teetering on thinking of Franky as a friend, and how Franky ended up handling the situation... that was good, I liked it.

I had already read the last story through a fan translation, so I wasn't surprised by anything new there. It was just as fun and wacky as you'd expect it to be. By the way, I liked the point that story drove on, that despite the painter's success and fame, he only had a cheap apartment for himself and donated all his earnings so that future art students could paint without worrying about the cost of their supplies. Very in touch with the whole story's message :)

What struck me as odd was when Loid hugged Anya to keep the pretense of him being a doting father. I was like "He would not fucking do that" cause we know homeboy isn't ready for such proximity, and an actual hug between Anya and Loid has to have a big impact, the times he held her up while she slept or whatever notwithstanding.

But the ending was really sweet, with Twilight feeling a sense of warmth and getting a bit of honesty in his smile. The last illustration by Endo was very fitting!

Overall, it was interesting to hold a book in my hands and read about the characters that way. I think Aya Yajima did a good job capturing the characters, and I'm always happy to read Endo's afterwords, he really seems like a very chill and down-to-earth guy.

[lil-melody-moon]

*Knock Knock* I have a tiny spicy fragment delivery for Mrs. moon❤️

I hope you enjoy it!

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He had you right where he wanted you. You glanced around, desperately trying to catch someone’s attention, but Ernie seemed to sense it. He grabbed your face with his fingers, rough and slightly dirty, forcing you to look into his big brown eyes. There was something about those eyes that made your pulse quicken.

“Relax, sweetheart, we’re just talking, right?” he said, licking his lips as he leaned in closer, his body almost pressed against yours. You felt cornered against the wall, caught in a situation you never expected to be in with Ernie. The last thing you wanted was for his friends to notice how close the two of you were.

Ernie seemed to read your thoughts. He noticed your quick glances towards the little group gathered on the other side of the pub. Then, he moved in even closer, shielding you from the view of others with his body. The heat radiating off him made you feel trapped and exhilarated all at once.

“Ernie, I…” you started, but he shushed you by pressing his fingers against your lips.

“You have very soft lips, my dear…I’m so jealous of Frank,” he murmured, completely ignoring you

You felt his thumb trace the curve of your lips, and suddenly, his brown eyes darkened with an intensity that made your breath hitch. “Can you open that little mouth for me?” he asked softly. Your legs felt like jelly, not from fear but from the thrill of the moment, which scared you even more because deep inside, this situation was turning you on.

“C’mon, darling… I know very well you want to open that little mouth for me. Don’t try to fool me.” Suddenly, he took your hand and slid it into his pocket, leaning closer to your ear. His hot breath smelled faintly of brandy.

“Do you know what this is? I bet you do… they’re yours.”You suddenly realised that what you were holding was real, your eyes weren’t deceiving you. Your suspicions were finally confirmed.

“I prefer them wet… but they smell just like you…it works too” he added, pressing a kiss just below your earlobe, sending a jolt through you.

“How do you…?” You froze, taken aback by the entire situation

“A magician can’t reveal his little tricks, can they?” he laughed, the sound both unsettling and strangely intoxicating. You couldn’t help but think he was completely out of his mind, yet the way he laughed sent shivers of excitement through you.

“Ernie, I swear, if you keep this up, I’m going to tell Frank,” you managed to say, surprising yourself with the courage that had suddenly bubbled up within you. You weren’t sure where it had come from.

“Tell him, I don’t mind a single bit. He should know better than to leave his girlfriend alone…” Ernie replied, his tone almost teasing, he was trying to push your boundaries.

“Ernie…” you warned him, trying to keep your voice steady.

“We both know what you really think about me,” he continued, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, his confidence only growing as he leaned in even closer.

You felt your heart racing, torn between the desire to pull away and the magnetic pull that kept you close to him.

Oh Jesus I thought it'll be a tiny, teasing fragment, but this? Girl, I AM SHAKING 😳

Pinning against a wall while I'm shorter than Ernie *begins to breath quicker*

Exhilarated, good use of words because I am a jumping jelly inside!

Extremely turning me on! omghewantsmetolickhisfingersorsuckonthemIwouldomgomgomg

I knew it would be a piece of undergarment, I fucking knew- *reads that line again* “I prefer them wet… but they smell just like you…it works too” *is blushing deeply* AND THAT KISS, GOD *is a tomato*

Very good comment on his laugh, it exactly works like that on me! 😳😳😳 You wouldn't want to see my face when I heard Keith laugh as him on that video you've posted specifically for me

That threat is only because of the way I'm loyal to Frank, but in the end I feel that I'm fighting with myself inside and that just adds to the moment and of course Ernie doesn't care if I tell Frank or not - he knows I won't tell him, because of my own desires

This is getting heated!