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Honestly, you're lucky he even filed out the marriage paperwork to begin with. I understand a huge part of Nokka's character is being a possessive husband, but I think the dragon verson of him wouldn't care for other humans or their culture very much- and by extension- not giving a shit about human courtship.

I don't see him calling you his wife, i think he'd prefer the term "mate". I think you'd have to talk this version of him into having an actual wedding. He's a stubborn little bastard and getting him to do normal human stuff is like pulling teeth. Wdym he has to get on one knee and propose with a ring? Baby, he's already given you like thirty. You're already bound for life, the fuck do you mean it doesn't count because he never officially asked?

The only reason he agreed is because of the promise of a honeymoon and the idea of being able to flaunt his new mate as *his* in front of all your friends and family members.

So when you get all pissy with him and start nagging him about divorce, your lawyer, and signing paperwork, he doesn't take it seriously. It's just you having a tantrum as per usual. Doesn't occur to him what's going on because he doesn't know what a divorce is. You stomp off to the bedroom, and he shrugs it off and naps in a deeper part of the cave until you cool off and give him an apology blowjob like usual. When he wakes up and notices you're gone, he'll finally read the divorce papers and catch onto what's happening. He'll hunt you down pretty quickly and drag your sorry ass back home, ranting that he knew playing along with your human customs was silly. Dragons mate for life, toots, you don't get to back out just 'cus you feel like it. Shame on him for letting those other humans put silly thoughts in your head that it was even possible for you to leave.

I think he'd hold the divorce papers right in your face and breathe fire to burn them. Then threats to roast your divorce lawyer the same way if you don't tell em to fuck off. If you guys aren't married anymore, he'll just have to marry you again, yeah?

Yknow what? New marriage, new town, new cave, and a brand new ring. Something far larger and heavier that doesn't fit around your finger. Oh no, no, no, no, it fits 'round your ankle this time. Big gold chain keeping you locked inside the cave. The best part of getting married a second time is the second honeymoon. Good luck running once he gets you swollen full of his brats.

Let's say.... the reader successfully files for divorce from Nokka. What will his reaction be?

I shall let yall guess out of these options.

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baileyfuckers will see this n think hell yeah

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I find it interesting that Wren and Robin both have bird names. My hc is that they're siblings. Wren ran away from Bailey to work at Remy's farm, similar to how PC can run away to work at Alex's. Might explain why Wren's got a soft spot for PC and doesn't snitch to Remy when they're trespassing on the farm + why they're so willing to help them escape the prison. PC is like Wren when they were younger + they protect Robin

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Can’t stop thinking about the q&a I vaguely remember where Vrel said Bailey would teach PC how to kiss now imagine him taking matters into his own hands on teaching PC how to properly kiss/pleasure people because if they’re good in bed that earns him more money and ofc he’s only doing it for that and not because he’d enjoy corrupting PC or have a pretense to touch them. They’re his property after all and he has every damn right to do with them as he pleases, who’s allowed to judge him for wanting to use what he owns.

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Every time I see the teacher from Daria, I think of Bailey lmao

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I think we all could use some power bottom Bailey in our lives. Something about him taking PC's penile virginity makes me giggle. Bailey would 100% spend the entire time mocking their cock and then force PC to eat their load out of his ass while he jerks off

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‘whitney’s core characteristic is being a tsundere’—i think whitney’s core characteristic is being an asshole.

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I refuse to accept Harper as “barely 25” he’s a freaky middle aged man like the rest of them 😤😤😤

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Angst headcanon time :)

Bailey is amazing with babies.

If a baby cries all Bailey has to do is brush his hand on the baby's head, and it chills out. Bailey sneers with disgust at the babies at the orphanage but secretly personally deals with PC's baby. Claims that his employees look after the little shit and charges PC for it, but the truth is that he dotes on PC's baby when they're not around. The second the kid hits the age that they're old enough to remember Bailey's affection, he will stop.

When Bailey was a kid, he used to play with the babies. He remembered each and every last one of their names. Secretly hoped someone would adopt him to save him from the attic. Bailey had a favorite baby that he wanted to be adopted along side as a younger sibling. Then he got older and realized nobody would ever want him. (unless it was for his body, according to the caretaker). He still hoped someone would at the very least adopt the babies and love them as much as he did.

These days he's just as bad as the person he wanted to save them from. He's the one hurting them now. He can't stand babies. It reminds him of the time when he was naive and not in control. He still remembers all of their names, even if the buyers don't return them after.

Bailey can't explain it, let alone acknowledge it, but PC's kid is an exception. Likely because it's one of the first times Bailey has seen someone actually give a shit about their offspring. Especially given how much harder they have to bust their ass off to avoid paying extra each week. That's sure as shit more than his parents ever gave.

At least he got that sibling he wanted, right, Eden?

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Whitney cries when getting pegged. No arguments. Tears are pricking the corners of his eyes, Building up on his lashes, And he's biting down on his lip or tongue to not make slutty noises. He hangs his head and refuses to have sex in any position that would let you see his face. He refuses to make eye contact, And his eyes are red, Glossy and puffy after the sex ends. You cannot convince me otherwise and I will die on this hill.

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Dol confession: I always sleep naked on Saturday nights so Bailey can see me when he collects his money on Sunday morning. He always tells me to get dressed and get the cash for him, but if I had the option I would get out of bed and hand him the money while naked. I'm unwell.

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This post is basically just me rambling on about F!Briar fucking a AMAB PC who can't cum LMAO. No pronouns mentioned, Briar gets silly with a strap on. Maybe sorta yan Briar at the end idk she's nasty.

(I wrote this at 4 am while eating cheerios. I'm going to bed so you can fuck off if there's spelling/ grammar mistakes)

AMAB!PC can stroke and rub at their cock for hours and get nowhere. Money is tight and they think making money at the brothel should be easy. They've seen freaks in this town rape and violate each other to cum, yet poor little PC just doesn't get it because their cock just isn't sensitive. They meet Briar and she gives em the dirtiest side eye when PC awkwardly explains their misfortune. At first, Briar doesn't believe it. Why would she? Some prick wanders into her building, claiming they can't get it up and has the audacity to ask her for a job? Spoiler alert, dipshit. Nobody likes a limp dick. She figures PC's lying to get a free handjob out of her, but she's feeling generous. It's been a while since she was able to fuck one of Bailey's orphans free of charge

Oh boy, is Briar wrong.

PC sits across from her at the table while she's puffing on a cigarette, stroking themselves and cupping their balls on her command. She'll tell them to speed up or slow down, not tearing her eyes away from the sight of their rock hard cock. It twitches and leaks pre everywhere, but even after 15 minutes of torture masturbation, PC just can't cum. Briar figures it's because the runt doesn't know how to touch themself, so she decides to lend a hand.

It goes on for ages, it's to the point where her hand is sore. She's tried everything. Stroking, squeezing, licking. She's dragged her knuckles across it, filled a condom with lube to use as a makeshift fleshlight. Fuck, she's even pressed against it with a vibrator or two. Nothing aside from a puddle of clear precum and staining PC's cock with rings of red from her lipstick.

This is such horseshit. She doesn't even remember the last time she's struggled to make someone cum. What is she? A virgin groping up some stranger in a closet while at a shitty highschool party?

"Goddamn it." She'd hiss in frustration. The fuck do they want? Foreplay? They're already hard. What's their issue? Briar's annoyance becomes more and more clear, and PC trying to push her hands away only serves to piss her off more. It's an insult at this point, do you have any idea how many freaks she's fucked? How many customers have cum so hard from just one of her fingers that they start crying?

Briar pins them down after another string of apologies from PC. They really don't want to be here anymore. Sex must not be their thing, that's all. Only for Briar to cut them off and force their cock into her pussy. She humps away at it 'till her thighs are shaking and she's panting. They go at it so long that she can hardly even hold herself up right from exhaustion. The worst part is how apologetic and polite they are about the whole thing. "Thanks for trying!" They'd pant beneath her, hardly acknowledging the way her tit's bounce in front of their face or the way Briar's cunt clenches around their cock so hard it makes her feel numb.

Suuuuch bullshit. She'd be thinking to herself before she begrudgingly pulls off their cock. For once, she wouldn't have been pissed at someone for fucking a load into her. PC tries to climb out of the booth they were in, only to get bent over the table. Guess Briar's not done with them after all. The sound of metal and leather fills PC's ears before their ass gets filled next. They're already soaking wet down there from the lube and Briar's several orgasms. PC can only yelp and cry out with each long stroke of Briar's strap nudging into them. For the first time in a while, PC's squeezing their eyes shut and rolling their hips with her. They grind their sore cock against the table while Briar let's out a string of curses. Her thighs are burning and she feels exhausted, but her pride would take too much of a blow to give up at this point. She'd never admit it, but their moans from having their prostate rammed into have her clenching around nothing. Poor PC's losing their mind as they feel that coil in their gut snapping for the first time, shooting out the messiest load of cum Briar's ever seen.

The first thing she thinks of is Remy's bulls. Good lord, so much cum and they haven't even been turned into a cow. The thought of that pisses her off. There's absolutely no fucking way she's letting anyone else take her new favorite employee. She never hired them? Well now she has.

"Get your clothes on and get the fuck out. Your first day is Saturday"

Saturday's her new favorite day of the week. She has them fucking the customers for hours without breaks. Best part is? They don't even need them. Fills her with pride seeing various men and women try and fail to make them cum like she did. She watches some greasy girl in the most disgusting hoodie she's ever seen ride their cock while begging them to make her a mommy, only to cry from frustration when they couldnt fill her up.

Another time, she watched your principal come in and spank you for a while, and the only reaction they gave was the slightest twitch of their length and a sigh when they finally came in their pants and left. Some blonde haired douche wandered in and made a comment about their slut craving cock so much that they began to work at the brothel, only to get thrown out by the bouncers. Who the fuck did he think he was? His slut? No, baby. They're Briar's now.

At the end of each shift, Briar fucks em with her strap on the same way she did on that first day. She knows they it when you can see her boobs bouncing while thrusting into them and how they like being teased with just her knuckles on their leaky tip. She's gotten into the habit of sliding a bullet vibe into their ass an hour before their shift ends to make them nice and ready for her. It's to the point where even on days when PC isn't working they come into the brothel just to fuck Briar. Always getting really whiny and desperate about it. Begging and pleading for her to just please please please fuck them already. They've humped away at their pillows and fucked their orphan friend's mouth, but nothing feels as good as Briar's pretty manicured nails wrapping around their cock and jerking them to completion. PC would happily take 100 cocks a day if it meant Briar would sit on theirs after, even if it's only for a few minutes.

It's to the point where Briar's trying to buy them from Bailey to have them live in the brothel full time. Makes PC sleep on a heart shaped bed with a sex swing only a few feet away. PC's dropped out of school to become a prostitute and everyone's talking about Briar's new cockpet. Briar drags them everywhere with her, doing whatever she pleases with them and their body because she knows she's the only one who fucks her as good as this.

Who needs cock cages when you know your bitch can't cum without you?

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Personal headcanon that male Bailey was able to get a vasectomy at 18 (Confirmed he can't have kids by vrel). And one of the first things he did was start fucking like a rabbit to "get it out of his system". Bailey was definitely brutal and rough with his sexual partners, likely taking out his anger and frustration about the shit he endured in the orphanage on his partners. For once, he's in control.

Eventually he ended up at the brothel with Briar and they used to fuck sometimes. I guess maybe they still sometimes fuck but not as frequently. That's why he's so chill with sending orphans off to Briar or whoring them out

There's no way Female Bailey got her tube's tied at 18. I tried, and they straight up told me no because "oooh, you might regret it later" and then gave me a pamphlet and kicked me out.

I think the same thing happened with Bailey. They told her she'd regret it when she met "Mr. Right" and decided to make the nurse regret ever being born. Then she immediately lunged for her nurse and is now banned from going inside the hospital. She has to pay someone to come see her, not the other way around. She has a specific doctor who visits the orphanage once a month, and she claims its to save money, but in reality, if she shows up, security does too. Harper was and, to an extent, still is afraid of her because they heard about what she did do her nurse.

So until someone finally let her go thru with the procedure, she simply didn't fuck because she was deathly afraid of getting knocked up. Eventually that sexual repression caught up to her and she ended up at the brothel and fucked Briar just like M! Bailey.

Idgaf, I firmly believe they're doing shit to each other. Bailey and Briar 100% email each other pictures and videos of their sexual escapades. Bailey always has their face and tattoos out of frame and usually records whatever poor fool they've got their hands on and fucks them brutally, while Briar is more ✨️sensual✨️ about it. Probably moans Bailey's name in an exaggerated way while cumming in / around their partner.

(Lmao imagine being PC getting fucked by Briar and they moan Bailey's name, then PC catches Bailey jerking it to the footage of them and Briar)

These days, regardless of gender, I headcanon that the reason Bailey has such good restraint and heavy rules about not fucking their wards is because of their early adulthood. Either because they've fucked so much it's lost it's appeal + trauma from whatever the hell happened to them in the attic or because they've been repressing it so much that they're just used to it at this point.

But then PC shows up and ruins fuckin' everything.

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Yan-Poll #26

"Back off, bloodsucker, they're mine!"

You wanted to protest, but your words were cut off by squeals of pain as the monster's claws buried in your hair. You reached up, digging your meager nails into the fur-covered paws of the werewolf. They were no threat to the beast, yet you drove them as deeply as possible into his flesh in the hopes he'd let go.

How could it have come to this, you wondered, tears brimming in your eyes as you recalled the last few weeks. First, your long-term partner left you, so your friends suggested this trip to an old camping ground near a "haunted" mansion to get the edge off. And then you had been the only one who didn't hear how people fled the scene while you were knocked out from exhaustion, putting you into this situation.

You glanced over to the other figure that stood in the courtyard serving as camping grounds with you. Their paled skin shone in the moonlight, almost glistening, but the sight of their fangs protruding from their lips as they grinned, catching your eyes on them, made your neck ache, the blood slowly drying up from where they had bitten you in your sleep.

This other nightmare, a werewolf, had come just in time to pry them off you, and you awoke to the scuffle, realizing you were the last human left. But when you tried to run, the wolf had come after you, catching up and bringing you down to your knees with his overwhelming strength.

"And you are being so rough with them like a true monster. Look, they are already crying."

Waving their hand at you, the vampire pointed out your obvious discomfort, and the werewolf's eyes fell down, tearing away from his arch-nemesis and meeting yours briefly. You whimpered as they reflexively tightened their grip as they watched you cry. You wanted to take this chance, but the pain briefly robbed you of your senses before you could speak.

"P-Please," you whimpered. "Please just let me go..."

The werewolf growled lightly in discontent, getting down on one knee next to you. His hand fell from your hair to your back, brushing over it comfortingly, and you sobbed as the pain of being released hit you. You didn't feel soothed with the werewolf's claws repeatedly getting stuck on your clothes, chipping away at your only defense barrier.

"I didn't know... I'm so sorry for trespassing!"

Honestly, no one could have known this forest was the home of monsters. It still felt like a prank rather than reality. But it hurt even more, knowing your friends would leave you behind to fend for yourself like this. What good arguments did you have to make them keep you alive? How could you convince them to let you go?

"How about..." the vampire mused out loud, avoiding their eyes for just a moment to think. But when they looked back, you felt intimidated by their gaze, the deep red shining through even the darkness piercing into you. "We let them decide who to go with?"

A menacing smile crept over their lips, and you hugged yourself to shy away from the threat in their stare. Choosing between them? That seemed like a bad idea, almost as much as not choosing and letting them battle it out...

"You can choose the wolf and be dragged to his cave, where he'll tear you to shreds while he rampages every night. And the breeding season is near. If you make it that far, I'm not sure you'll survive that massacre."

"Or you stay with the bloodsucker," the werewolf growled, glaring at the vampire. "You won't even last one day before they empty you of your blood and life. Might wine and dine you first so you are proper lamb to slaughter, but your "friends" won't even recognize your body when they're done slurping your blood after hours of struggling and crying."

Gulping, you recognized the exaggeration in their words. Their dislike for each other was obvious, but from what you knew about these creatures, you didn't doubt the seriousness of their accusations. Accidentally or not, the werewolf was likely to hurt you—one way or another. It could last a lifetime unless you managed to escape, while your days were numbered with the vampire. They wouldn't keep you for as long as you could supply them with blood, would they? Even if they didn't do it that very night, you'd live in fear until they decided it was time, only for the torture to continue until your last breath.

You wanted neither.

You wanted to live.

This trip was not supposed to be your last one, and you wanted to continue living, no matter what. But how? How could you convince them? Convince them to keep you around at least long enough to try and escape. You thought long and hard. The werewolf's tail was like a whip, impatiently hitting the ground. But neither he nor the ever-smiling vampire, knowing he had all the time in the world, interrupted you, this challenge going beyond the worth of your life. It was a battle of dominance, one they both wanted to win. They wanted to be chosen by you, to have all the rights to you.

Thus, you thought, wrecking your head around the possibilities before you chose wrong.

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Vrel answered what Kylar would do, and your version isn't far off. Vrel said half the town would go down in flames and Kylar would never be seen again. I also interpret this as him going apeshit and offing himself

Ok, we need more angst!!! :D

What about when PC goes missing a for days and their dead body was found by the Li :P

You're making me think of my Dark Whitney series where he leaves for college and can't find you when you come back. He eventually finds you dead in the moor.

Whitney: see series

Kylar knew something was wrong from the get go. He's delusional and refuses to think you're dead when he finally finds you, you just can't be. He had a whole life planned out for the two of you. He destroys everything in sight and probably kills himself.

Robin hadn't seen you in a few days and he was worried, so worried he wasn't paying attention and tripped over something on his way to school. It's your body, face down in a ditch on the side of the road. He must have wandered off the sidewalk at some point. He drops to his knees and rolls you over, hoping that you're just passed out but you're not breathing and your body is cold. He's sobbing as he carries you to the hospital, hoping they can somehow help you but in the back of his mind he knows it's useless. He's never the same after you die, one day he took doesn't come home. The town took him just like it took you.

P!Sydney is helping out in the garden behind the church when he finds you just beyond the tree line. He screams, alerting everyone that something is wrong. He tries to start CPR, remembering what his dad taught him. He doesn't stop till the ambulance comes and he has to be pulled away by Jordan so the EMTs can do their job. It's not till you're taken away in the ambulance does he realize he's shaking and crying. He prays with Jordan till he hears the news that you were pronounced dead, after that he breaks. He ends up in the asylum again but this time he doesn't get out.

C!Sydney is the same except he doesn't pray, he runs to the hospital to meet you since the EMTs won't let him ride along. He paces the waiting area, just hoping by the grace of god you're actually alive. That they somehow revived you and you're just in the ICU. They won't tell him the news, saying he's not family. When he does eventually find out he too ends up in the asylum. He becomes a more sadistic and violent person there, he's never let out.

Alex finds you one morning at the edge of the fence, someone must have dropped you off late last night or early this morning since he didn't see you yesterday. He panics, rushing inside to call EMS then back outside to you. He tries CPR but he knows it's useless, you've clearly been dead a while. He's crying and holding you to his chest when the EMS finally arrive. He's never the same after, he drinks himself to death in the end.

Avery is beyond surprised to find you in the alley after a card game, you were supposed to go with him but you never showed up. As he gets closer he realizes you’re not breathing. He takes a few steps back and calls the police and ems. He didn’t know what to do after that. He’s shaking and standing over your body when the others exit from the card game, he doesn't even notice them till Bailey grabs his shoulder. You're declared dead on the scene. He's affected for a while but does move on.

Eden was tracking a deer when he finds you near the lake, he knows immediately that you're dead. Despite that he scoops you up and runs into town and to the hospital. No one wants to upset the forest man with a shotgun slug over his shoulder so they take you in immediately. He knows they can't do anything but he didn't know what to do. He holds it together till they tell him the news that they couldn't do anything. He steps outside and breaks down in the alley. He slides down against the wall and begins to sob. Bailey finds him when he was called to identify your body, he hasn't seen his friend like this in a long time. He sits there with him for a while before Eden eventually leaves. He goes deeper into the woods and is never the same.

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Beel's the type of guy to high five Belphie when balls deep in you

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Okay so I made a not-sfw 3 panel thingie that you can find on my alt but I so needed to share that fucker's face. CUZ I'M WEIRDLY PROUD OF IT