#Dokie Doggy Night

[bara-to-heart]

Happy Halloween!

If you swing by Ramshackle, you might hear me

singing, for lack of a better word

Doki Doggy Night and The Ten Hilichurls (Chinese ver)

some parts I will rap, or scream

at some point you may see me dance like a clubber

Idk, it's prob not as good as Jamil's dancing but I'm confident enough that I will look silly for Halloween

-Scarborough Fair (jk its Clownfish)

What…?

Just make sure to stay safe. And to follow the rules.

[takahiro-okubo]

＋α／あるふぁきゅん。

「#わたし以外、全員、幸せそうに見える。」

M07.Dokie Doggy Night

Album

Mix

[kangaroo-sniper-imagine]

Scout, Demo, and Sniper with inexperienced reader

- i combined these two cuz they both had the Aussie on them. NS/FW stufff ahead so caution -

Scout

Jeremy may act like he’s God’s gift to women, but let’s be honest, aside from some trysts and a girlfriend he had for three weeks in the tenth grade, homeboy ain’t got no experience either

He wants so badly to be a good boyfriend! He tries so hard to be nice and to be a gentleman to you, often times putting on such a fake persona that you have to remind him that you like Jeremy because he’s a loud, fast-talking jack ass from south Boston. Not those words exactly, but you get the idea

Tries the classic dates like fancy restaurants and romantic movies, but chances are if you liked Jeremy enough to date him, you probably hate that stuff too. Good dates are outing to parks, watching action movies, going to bars, etc. fun, not stuffy dates.

NS/FW

Jeremy has SOME idea of what he’s doing, but its more so getting himself off than trying to get his partner off. It takes some re-learning on his part to figure out that sex is supposed to be mutually fun. If he suck at it, tell him! Boy needs to learn!

He gets that you have almost no experience, and that just adds to the pressure for him; he’s already so insecure and this is just another are he has the potential to disappoint you in. First time together is gonna be real awkward and slow, as neither of you wanna fuck up

After the two of you get more experienced with each other, oooooooooh boy, Jeremy is insatiable. Partially because he’s never had a steady s/o who lived in the same building as him. He is always dtf; like, come in while he’s regaining one of his (dramatized) wins, give him a “look” and he’ll stop talking mid-sentence and follows you to wherever for a quickie

Jeremy’s favorite position is probably doggy style. He gets to give all his love and also gets to hide his face of he starts to feel embarrassed; its easier to have the macho sex god persona if his partner can’t see his face all flushed and pinched in concentration

Demo

Tavish has had plenty of date mates, but when he starts his relationship with you and learns that he is your first ever boyfriend? Fuck, it might as well be his first relationship too (the Scotsman is soft lbr). He knows that each relationship is different from another, even minusculy, but since you have no reference point, he’s gonna start from square one and work your way up to normal relationship things

By that I mean this man has, like, an itinerary. Week one: holding hands, Week two: eating meals together, etc. Tav is THOROUGH! He wants you doing lame couple things and wants you to be comfortable with them asap. He’s like one of those high school girls who are like “we need to be dating for six months before we can kiss.” It’s not that he isn’t ready, he just wants to make sure you are

Dates with him are weird and varied. One night he takes you to a nice bar, the next date is helping him set off about to expire explosives. A very lovely evening of him playing piano with you, then it’s Loch Ness Monster hunting. Suffice to say that your dates are never boring.

NS/FW

Tavish sets the relationship at a slow pace so that you’ll feel comfortable; introducing sex into the relationship is no different. He’ll let you know when he’s comfortable with it and is fine waiting until you are ready for it and won’t do jack shit without your permission.

When you are ready, be prepared for the cheesiest seduction ever. You’ll walk into Tavish’s room one day and there’s a trail of rose petals leading to the bed where the Scotsman lays, naked, with a rose between his teeth and a heart shaped pillow covering his junk; candles EVERYWHERE. It takes every ounce of willpower not to laugh (plz laugh, Tavish is trying so hard to make you relax before doing the do)

Despite the fact that the man likes his drink, Tavish refuses to fuck drunk. Sleeping with you is an honor, and he 1. Doesn’t wanna not remember it, 2. Doesn’t want to do something dumb while he’s drunk and hurt you, 3. Doesn’t wanna do something embarrassing in front of the gang while trying to seduce you. He’s a good boy who knows better

Sniper

Mick has had plenty of short term date mates, considering his job keeps him moving around. Before Teufort, he never bothered trying to keep a serious relationship because he would be gone by the end of the month. Then our favorite Aussie meets YOU and the whole game plan changed. He couldn’t be a “love ‘em and leave ‘em” man anymore, and he didn’t want to be with you. You’re special

Mick’s not 100% sure exactly what dating him would entail. You two go out to the local bar to drink, you spend your meals and down time together, you haven’t moved into the truck camper yet but you sure do spend a ton of nights there. Mick doesn’t have domestic experience so he tries to do what his parents do and what they told him to do, so it’s a lot of laundry together, movie nights at the local drive-in, reading the same book and talking about it, etc. Mick skipped right into the “old married life” kind of relationship

The Aussie is happy to take things slow with you, considering THIS kind of relationship is new to him too. You’re a special person the Mick wants to keep in his life

NS/FW

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAABES, I KNOW everyone’s like “oh, Sniper is an awkward loner with social issues” but listen darlings; Mick is a businessman, he used to have to talk to tins of people to get jobs; had to have connections, had to be charismatic, he to be willing to hang out in seedy bars and joints to eat gigs. What I’m saying is, aside from Spy, Sniper is probably the one who can manipulate the room to his advantage best, cuz he’s been doing it since he started. The point of this rant is to say SNIPER CAN GET IT! Homeboy’s got tail game! You cannot change my mind! He’s probably had more quickies than a rabbit hutch; he’s attractive as hell and knows how to talk to people to get what he wants and how to clock people at the bar who wants to get laid too! He came, he saw, he didn’t call he next morning. Okay end of rant and back to the original purpose of this point

So! Mick has plenty of sexual experience, and rather than see you as some sort of delicate flower, he sees it more as an opportunity to let you experiment ON him. Whatever you wanna try, he’s done it like 9 times. You wanna do some nasty shit? Okie dokie than, he’ll get the “Camper’s a-rocking, don’t come a-knocking” sign up and clear his schedule. Aussie knows what he’s doing

Plz bring up riding to this man, he’ll fucking propose to you. He thinks riding is the best position because he has all the access to your fun areas, he’s able to bury his face into your chest or neck, and its minimal movement for him

[mashbits]

Um... hi! So uh, even though I requested to other people, I never saw a MC with cynophobia! I feel left out 🥺 everybody saying they want to pet Cerberus while I would stay away from that thing. So basically, if it's not a problem, can you do a MC with cynophobia for the brothers? (If you want you can do also the undatebles) Also, uh, expecttohavesomemorerequestsfromme. Thank you!

I don’t see it around much so I’d be glad to provide!! I’ll be waiting for more requests then~ 😚

MC with cynophobia + the brothers

Warnings ;; dogs, mostly fluff

mc is gender neutral!

Lucifer 🐺

Ah, the big dog daddy

Cerberus is his pride (pun intended) and joy

So of course, once you two get closer, he’d want to show the “puppy” off

It was pretty much planned out

Like everything he does

He told you he had to take care of work elsewhere and suggested you tag along

“It’ll give you a look into more responsibility in the Devildom,”

He just wanted his two favorite beings to meet 🥺

He never planned out the outcome however

As soon as you laid eyes on the three headed beast, you froze

He could feel you shaking next to him and you weren’t even touching

“MC? What’s the matter?”

You could barely comprehend what he asked

He quickly lead you out in case Cerberus’s excitement overwhelmed you even more

You were lead to his room and sat on the bed while he tried calming you down with gentle words and an arm around your shoulder

Comforting isn’t his strong suit, he tried his best 👉👈

Once you took a deep breath, you calmly explained your fear, nervous that he’d laugh about it

He’s very understanding however

He apologized for not telling you about the task beforehand, and promised to keep you away from his pet

You hugged him in appreciation, thanking him for being so nice about it, missing the pink that dusted his cheeks at the contact

Though he quickly brushed it away and wrapped around you

He could ease you into a better first-meeting with Cerberus another time, when both of you are prepared and willing

Mammon 💸

It happened when you and Mammon were walking around the Devildom

You just came out of Majolish, you having paid for mostly everything

He promised lunch on him though!

“Be grateful, human, it ain’t everyday you get spoiled by the GREAT Mammon~”

It is actually, he spoils you a lot

He buys you lil gifts but hopes you don’t know it’s from him

Lil tsundere cutie smh

Anyways, you snatch a spot at an outdoor seating, putting your bags on one of the seats while he goes up to order

You just waiting, until you hear barking in the distance, slowly getting louder

As you begin to tremble you stand, walk over to Mammon, and hold onto his shirt from behind as he waits for the food

He’s startled at first

“Oi! W-What do ya think yer doin’?”

Blushing^2

He point to the chihuahua-like animal being walked nearby, quietly explaining your fear

He raises a brow, thinking your joking, but the way you shake against his back- how small you feel, it pains his heart

He turns around to wrap an arm around you, so your face was turned against his chest

“Yer scared of a tiny devildog? Doesn’t matter, I’m here to protect ya.”

He can and will fight a dog for you don’t test him

Once it’s gone, he takes the food and you back to the table

You’re sitting right up against his side, just a precaution in case another travels by

He’s not complaining

Leviathan 🕹

It was your annual gaming night

Snacks, sodas, and so many pillows

That was your idea, it’s so comfy, and Levi wasn’t about to deny his favorite normie

He recently bought a 2 player game, totally not because he wanted to spend more time with you

No way he’d want to hang out with some normie human 😤

He gave you the comfiest chair before you began

It was all going great at first

He kept sneaking glances over at you as you both played, and the big grin on your face honestly made his heart go doki doki

But the next time he looked over, your expression was changed

You looked uncomfortable, shifting in the chair, almost afraid?

Baby boy was confused, worried (but he’d never admit to it) and asked you what was wrong

You told him you were afraid of dogs, even fake ones made you nervous

“LOL that’s it? What a freaking normie.”

On the inside he screamed

He paused the game to save your progress before switching his console off

“It’s lame anyways, the reviews said it wasn’t that good too. Let’s watch some anime.”

No matter how much he’d want to play a game, he doesn’t want you uncomfortable when you’re with him

He’d watch his least favorite anime if it meant you were having fun

You said he didn’t have to as he put on a show you both were binging previously

But the small look of relief on your face said it all

If you cuddle up to him in the bathtub bed while you binge, as a thanks, he will explode

He’s also trying his best

Satan 📚

Good thing he’s a cat person instead

He probably dislikes dogs (not hate, he would never turn one down if it needs care)

Most likely doesn’t like them because of Lucifer

It’s all in spite at this point

Anyways you’re probably sitting in the living room with Satan

He’s reading, you’re reading over his shoulder

He loves your presence

It’s calming, that mixed with his books is a euphoria he cherishes

It’s ruined when Lucifer walks in

Satan grumbles under his breath, hoping to send the eldest brother away as quick as possible

Lucifer is asking if they’ve seen one of Ceberus’ collars anywhere, and when Satan dismisses him and the subject, he’s off

You look up at him, asking who Cerberus was

“You don’t know? He’s a three headed dog, a guardian of sorts. Lucifer treats him more like a son than a pet though-“

He pauses when he notices your look of worry

Drops everything to ask if you’re alright, and it would be amusing if you weren’t nervous about this newfound information

When you explained you were afraid of dogs, he nodded understandingly

“He rarely leaves his room anyways. You won’t be bothered.”

Satan will protect you at all costs

You thank him with a smile and return to leaning against his shoulder, now hugging his arm

He smiles as well, going back to reading

He’ll be on the lookout to keep you away from any dog in the Devildom

Asmodeus 💅🏻

Spa day!

He takes you out for a whole afternoon of shopping, self-care, and cuddling

He gets you all to himself for once, and he will splurge

He’s leading you by the arm to your next destination, definitely hells version of Sephora, when he feels you suddenly tense

Slows down to look back at you, following your gaze to a dog perched outside a store, the leash tied to a pole

When he feels you shake he pouts, pulling you away from the line of sight

“Fear is bad for the skin darling! You’ll get wrinkles, tsk tsk.”

He definitely knows what’s wrong before you have to explain it

I hc that he’s one of the most observant of the brothers

When you’re away, he brushes your hair gently with his fingers, offering a calming smile as he tells you it’s alright

“You’re safe with me, dear. No doggie will go near your beautiful skin on my watch!”

He doesn’t have to use his powers to charm you. You already feel better just being close to him

You’re lowkey grateful you don’t have to talk about it, since he’s already pulling you into the next store

You spend the rest of the time clung to his arm, just the way he likes it~

Beelzebub 🍔

You’re both out on a lunch date

Well, he’s out on a lunch date. You’re just there to apologize to the owners as he scarfs down his umpteenth order

You’re mostly watching him, laughing and wiping his face of the grease

He’s adorable when his cheeks are stuffed

You’re just enjoying his presence, thankful for some time alone with him, until movement from the window catch your eye

A dog is walking by, and it’s darkened eyes catch your own

Despite being saved by glass and a “no-dogs allowed” policy, you scoot closer to Beel instinctively

He glanced down at you when he feels how tense you are now

“MC? Are you okay?”

He sounds so concerned, he even put down his burger to focus on you 😭

You nod and smile reassuringly at him, saying you just saw a dog outside

Boys confused until you add that you have a fear of them

He frowns at first, then nods

One strong arm wraps around you in a secured hold, keeping you close to his larger body

“I’ll make sure to protect you from them. I won’t let you get hurt.”

He’s so sweet I can’t

Beels a gentle giant but he’d throw hands with god if it meant you were safe

You forget all about the dog as he holds you, now eating once again, and offering you pieces of his meals

Belphegor 🛌

You and Belphie have horror movie marathons and you can pry this hc from my grave

You’re in his bed, cuddled up without a care, surrounded by blankets and pillows

It’s just you two, since Beel went out to get food again

Everything’s normal- until he puts on a movie with a killer dog

It’s not even that well-made of a movie, but one scene makes you jump a mile

Your face is suddenly in his chest, your arms clinging to his jacket

Belphies confused af now

You’re never this jumpy when it comes to these movies

He asks you what your deal is, his voice tired and annoyed like always, but he really does care

You mumble out that you’re terrified of dogs, making him pause

Then laugh

It’s not to be a bully I swear

But you? The human who’s not afraid of even him, who could stand up to Lucifer despite knowing he’d kill you without hesitation

You, who would probably fistfight the king of the Devildom himself

Is scared of a dog?

“You’re so stupid.”

He laughed again, but his arms found their way around your waist

He held you closer now, a more protective feeling in his aura washing over you

He kept your face in his chest during the rest of the movie

Even if you peeked out, if a dog scene came on, he made sure you were hidden and listening to his heartbeat instead of the barking

[bitch-a-la-mode]

Some important things about one of my favorite professors at my university:

- she’s deaf and she makes a lot of jokes about being deaf

- She’s a butch lesbian

- She rides a motorcycle

- Her interpreter is also a lesbian with a shaved head who is very petite and carries around a coffee bigger than her torso

- She always has a Diet Coke for some reason

- The classes she teaches are... you guessed it!... on queer studies

- She has an automatic signature on her email and it is as follows:

Her name

Adjunct lecturer- department of women’s and gender studies

University name

Her email

- cuz you know... in case you forgot her email while you were emailing her lmao

- Her other signature (depending on the email) is “sent from my iPhone”

- *sends a long and very eloquent email to her* her: “lmao okie dokie. Sent from my iPhone”

- If you sign at her the word “math” she’ll yell at you

- If she doesn’t like what you’re saying (I.e. xenophobic, homophobic, etc.) she’ll take out her hearing aid or close her eyes so she can’t see the interpreter

- “Listen I know you guys can technically very easily cheat during the quiz but can you not?”

- Literally 20% of our grade is watching a gay movie of our choosing and writing a 3 page paper about it

- She got arrested a lot when she was young during protests

- “I literally come from a family where all the men are cops, yea I know I’m Irish and this is New York City, but I’m adopted so fuck blue lives!”

- One time she was freaking out while getting arrested during a demonstration cuz she didn’t know what was happening and her friend was yelling at the cop to stop cuz she was deaf and didn’t understand (but her friend was being dragged away by another cop) and the cop didn’t listen so he broke her arm for “resisting” and in retaliation she broke his nose. Because she couldn’t hear her rights being read to her she legally had to be let go and she wasn’t charged.

- she used to go to this annual all women camping event for a week in the middle of the woods in Michigan

- She said in the middle of the night she went to an open shower and she had a realization that that was the safest she’d probably ever feel in her life

- She said at this event, women were assigned “tractor duty” and they would ride tractors around the perimeter of the event and if a man came they’d announce them via megaphone and they’d be escorted around the event

- Apparently the event people were transphobic so she said fuck them and made sure like 50% of the people didn’t go the following years so they lost all their money and had to close down (fuck transphobia!)

- All her readings are free online but the university yelled at her and said she HAD to assign a book for the kids (presumably to buy) so she assigns books that are free PDFs online and the university couldn’t do anything but you could tell they were Lowkey foaming at the mouth

- “If you’re having kid trouble just bring your kid to class and they can learn about The Gays!”

- She has to cancel class a lot cuz apparently a part of being deaf is she gets a lot of ear infections?

- “Make this your first or last class of the day because this class will be canceled a lot”

- Her emails when she cancels are usually: “ears suck. Don’t come to class. Enjoy your day.”

-she has a lot of free days sporadically inputed into the calendar because of her multiple absences. Sometimes she won’t use them so we’ll literally finish the course 1-2 weeks before the official end of the semester and when that happens, she says you can come in and watch movies and if you want you can discuss Intellectual Ideas and she’ll give you extra credit

- I know all this because I’ve taken her for three (3) semesters now

- When she sees a familiar students face (my own included) in another class of hers she waves and yells hi like a person who saw a good doggie

- She hates desks and always makes students sit in circles so we can talk

- “I’d rather die than be stuck in an elevator with someone from a STEM department”

- “Here’s a classical author you didn’t know was gay!”

- She says if you’re just gonna sign in and leave at least do it before she starts lecturing cuz if she sees you she’ll give you a Disappointed Mom Look and you feel legally obligated to stay

- Sometimes she forgets how loud she is and she’ll start yell-singing

- Sometimes she’ll show a video and she doesn’t know what the volumes at and she’ll forget to correct it cuz she can’t hear it so it’ll either be muted or so loud your ears fall off and it’s really a guess who every class

- “Here are free things happening at school that the school *forgot* to tell you about and I’m informing you about now”

- “If you make me read more than 5 pages I will kill you and/or fail you”

- One time a girl handed her a 30 page paper as her midterm paper and she left and yelled in the women’s bathroom for 10 mins. She came back and threw it in the garbage and told the girl “you get an A for the semester but only if you never come back to class”.

- I literally have no idea what happened after that cuz she won’t talk about it

- “Here are good gay bars in the city. Wait you’re all over 21 right? Okay yea these are great bars”

- She’s an Intellectual so she’s friends with a lot of famous gay authors?

- “Don’t ask me for a letter of recommendation I don’t even know how to write. No I didn’t write this syllabus I stole it from another professor and put my name on top”

- “If I see people look away while I’m talking then I stop because I assume they’ve stopped listening and I can’t really tell”

- “I know it sounds like I’m eating my own tongue but tell me if you don’t understand me alright?”

- She’s actually very eloquent idk why she thinks people don’t understand her

- *throws a paper ball into the garbage can and misses* KOBE!

- If there’s an event at her department she makes us go for class (like not for extra credit, like we’ll have class at the event) and if you try to leave she’ll announce your departure and make her fellow professors stare at you in disappointment

-“Madonna is a thief! Who stole from black culture and art! Fuck her!”

- “let’s talk about how evil the United States government is!”

I’ll add more as the semester goes on

[mememori-lament]

Doki Doggy Night | Moddey’s Lament

JP Title: Dokie Doggy Night

Vocal: +α/Alfakyun. (+α/あるふぁきゅん。)

Lyrics: BOI

Music: BOI

歌詞

真夜中の　迷い道 ふらふらの　夜更かしさんは そろそろ　ベッドの時間 きらきらの　お星さま きっと歌ってるって Lullaby あなたを　誘うの Be with you 眠れない子は わたしに任せて Dokie-Dokie Doggy night 迷える羊なんて Make it Make it Makin' night 数えても眠れないの Boogie-Boogie Boogie night 6フィートのベッド 瞳　閉じて Ah…夢のそばで見ててあげる 寝付くまで よわよわな　ダメ虫さん つよつよの　王様も　キミも 皆　寝顔は　おんなじ 願いごと　あるのなら まっさらな　こころ　見せてよ たっぷり調べて I got you 悪い子　でも 夢みせてあげる Dokie-Dokie Doggy night 暗い夜が来たって Make it Make it Makin' night 怖くないよ　泣かないで Boogie-Boogie Boogie night 震える手を握って　引いてあげる さあ　深い所　落ちていくの 歌っちゃえ Dokie-Dokie Doggy night 迷える羊なんて Make it Make it Makin' night 数えても眠れないの Boogie-Boogie Boogie night 6フィートのベッド 瞳　閉じて Ah…夢のそばで見ててあげる 寝付くまで

Romaji

Mayonaka no mayoi michi Furafura no yofukashisan wa Sorosoro beddo no jikan Kirakira no Ohoshisama Kitto utatteru tte Lullaby Anata wo sasou no Be with you Nemurenaiko wa Watashi ni makasete Dokie-Dokie Doggy night Mayoeru hitsuji nante Make it Make it Makin' night Kazoete mo nemurenai no Boogie-Boogie Boogie night Shikkusu fiito no beddo Hitomi tojite Ah... yume no soba de mitete ageru Netsuku made Yowayowa na dame mushisan Tsuyotsuyo no Ousama mo kimi mo Minna negao wa onnaji Negaigoto aru no nara Massarana kokoro misete yo Tappuri shirabete I got you Waruiko demo Yumemisete ageru Dokie-Dokie Doggy night Kurai yoru ga kitatte Make it Make it Makin' night Kowakunai yo nakanaide Boogie-Boogie Boogie night Furueru te wo nigitte hiite ageru Saa fukai tokoro ochiteiku no Utaccha e Dokie-Dokie Doggy night Mayoeru hitsuji nante Make it Make it Makin' night Kazoete mo nemurenai no Boogie-Boogie Boogie night Shikkusu fiito no beddo Hitomi tojite Ah... yume no soba de mitete ageru Netsuku made

English MV

[logicallyanxious]

Title: Monopoly

Words: 1487

Pairings: None 

Warnings: None

Patton was trying to destroy the family. He really was. The worst part about it was that he seemed completely oblivious to the fact that he was about to tear their family apart. He was happy, even. Blissfully ignorant as he held up the box of Monopoly, prompting everyone to take a seat and join the game.

The other three sides shared a nervous look and Logan cleared his throat, taking a step forward.

“Patton, you are aware of the nature of this game, correct?” He asked and Patton nodded.

“Are you sure you don’t want to play something, anything, else,” Roman tried but Patton shook his head.

Virgil, their last hope, stepped forward, “I’m not sure this is the best idea.”

Patton frowned, setting the box on the table. “Aw, come on guys, pretty please?” The sides shifted uncomfortably, doing their best not to cave. “It’ll be fun! Besides, one of the tokens is a doggy!” He held up the piece, bouncing up and down excitedly.

Romans face wavered and Virgil sent him a warning look. They had to stay strong. If one of them broke, they all would. It was up to them to protect their family.

“It would make him happy…” Roman murmured, taking a small step forward.

“Yes, perhaps this could prove to be entertaining,” Logan followed suit.

“Not you too!” Virgil was the last remaining side. He had to stay strong. He had to…

Patton sent him a puppy dog pout, battering his eyelashes.

Virgil immediately caved.

“Yay!” Patton cheered as the sides sat around the table, picking out their prices.

Patton chose the dog, Roman was the car, Virgil the boot, and Logan the iron. They all rolled to see who would go first and although Patton only rolled a two, he still ended up going first. Virgil suspected that Roman had something to do with that.

“I call banker!” Logan announced, not even bothering to look up from where his face was buried in the instructions manual. Virgil rolled his eyes and dealed everyone their money.

They went clockwise, first Patton, then Roman, then Virgil, then Logan. It was fairly uneventful at first, until Patton landed on Free Parking.

“I wanna buy it!” He enthused, looking over at Logan expectantly.

Logan looked up from the instruction manual, unamused. “Patton, you can’t-”

“Sure he can!” Roman conjured up a Sharpie, scribbling Free Parking across an index card. “Here you go!” He handed it to Patton, who grinned happily.

“That’s against the rules! He can’t just-”

“Logan,” Virgil squeezed his shoulder, sending him a look of pity, “just let him have it. See how happy it made him?”

Logan looked over at Patton’s grin and sighed. “Fine.”

They continued playing, Roman and Virgil buying up as many properties as they could.

“One house please!” Roman waved his money in a boastful manner, waiting for Logan to take it.

Virgil sighed, grabbing the money from him and handing him a house. He took his turn and then nudged Logan, who looked up from the instructions manual confused.

“Your turn.”

“Oh, right.” He rolled and the torture continued.

On Roman’s turn, he landed on Community Chest. He grabbed a card from the deck and scoffed.

“What is it?” Patton asked, leaning in and trying to read the card over Roman’s shoulder.

Roman ignored him, reading over the card again.

“Well, apparently, I won second place in a beauty pageant.”

“Congratulations!” Patton cheered but Roman crossed his arms, tossing the card onto the board.

Virgil rolled his eyes, putting the card back in the deck and getting Roman his money. He wasn't even the banker. Why would Logan call banker if he wasn’t going to do it? Why did Virgil start to do it? Oh right, because otherwise no one would get their money or their properties or-

“This isn't good, Patton!” Roman corrected with a huff, pulling Virgil from his thoughts. “Obviously the judges are as blind as Logan because this-” he motioned to his face, “deserves first place.”

“Maybe next time, kiddo,” Patton comforted, though it didn't seem to help.

Virgil grabbed the dice and rolled, moving up to the space Roman was on and grabbing a card. He let out a laugh.

“What?” Roman turned to him, his eyes narrowed.

“Huh? Oh, nothing…” Virgil feigned innocence but couldn't keep the smirk from creeping onto his face. “It's just… I got first place in a beauty pageant.”

“WHAT?” Roman jumped up, tearing the card from Virgil's hand and reading over it. “This contest was rigged, I am obviously more beautiful  than you!”

“We have the same face!”

“I wear it better!”

Patton intervened, calming the two down before someone got a hotel thrown at them.

They continued playing, Roman and Logan both accumulating houses and switching them out for hotels. Virgil felt uneasy as he approached Roman’s area of the board.

“Come on twelve…” He murmured, hoping to pass it in one go.

“Come on two,” Roman replied, hoping for Virgil to land on his hotel.

Virgil shook the dice, letting them fly and…. Two.

He groaned, fighting the urge to punch Roman as he sing-songed, “$1000 please!”

He forked over the cash, ignoring Roman’s smug grin.

Logan went next, then Patton, who rolled and moved his piece to the space with Roman’s hotel.

“The rent’s $1000,” Roman rubbed his fingers together.

Patton frowned, counting his money. “I only have $300…” He turned to Logan, who was still looking over the instructions, “What am I supposed to-”

“Oh, I forgot!” Roman burst, causing Virgil to jump. “We have a family discount! For you it’s only $50.”

“I didn’t get the family discount…” Virgil grumbled and Roman sent him a glare.

“Okie dokie!” Patton smiled, paying Roman his rent.

“Hold on,” Logan furrowed his eyebrows, flipping through the instructions, “nowhere in here does the author discuss a family discount.”

“Well then look harder,” Roman crossed his arms, challenging him. Logan narrowed his eyes but ultimately decided to take his advice, returning his attention to the manual.

A turn later, when Patton landed on Logan’s hotel, he refused to let Patton off the hook.

“Sorry Patton, but if you can’t afford the rent then-”

“I’ll pay it!” Roman offered, grabbing a fistful of Virgil’s money and handing it to Patton.

“Hey!” Virgil protested, batting Roman’s hand away when he tried to come back for seconds. “Use your own cash!”

Roman stuck out his tongue, like a child.

They continued playing until Patton landed on “Go to Jail.” He frowned, reading over it.

“I guess I’m a criminal now…”

“Wait!” Roman stopped him, grabbing his hand before he could move his piece. “That doesn’t say jail it says, uh, jah...ill… Yeah, that! It’s, uh, French for, erm, go! Yes, it means move to Go!”

“Ohhh!” Patton smiled, moving his piece to Go.

“Nope!” Logan jumped up, throwing the instructions manual on the table. “Nope, nope, nope. I’m out. I’m done. Goodbye!” He stormed out, no longer able to handle Roman’s blatant disregard of the rules.

“Oh thank you, this is finally over,” Virgil breathed out a sigh of relief, sinking out. He loved spending time with his family, but at what cost?

“I guess the games over now?” Patton watched the others leave.

“I guess so, Padre. Now we have to count everyone’s money to see who won.”

Virgil was deep in debt, and Roman guessed that was partly his fault. Logan had a few hundred dollars. And him, he was living large. He had $5400.

“$6000!” Patton cheered, holding up his stack of cash. Roman guessed that was partly, okay mostly, his fault as well.

Although Roman loved winning, he loved Patton more. They were family, after all. It was his job to protect Patton from the cruel world, which included Monopoly. It truly was an evil game. Had this been something more Patton-friendly, like Candy Land, then Roman would have dominated.

“Congratulations, Padre,” Roman grinned, summoning a crown and placing it on Patton's head. “You are officially the king of Monopoly.”

“Well you know what that makes you?” Patton asked, a glint of excitement in his eyes.

“No, what?”

“The Prince of Monopoly!” Patton enthused, conjuring Roman his own crown and placing it on his head.

“Huh, I like the sound of that. Roman, Prince of Monopoly. It has a nice ring to it.”

Patton cheered, pulling Roman into a hug. Roman grinned and hugged Patton back. Game night may not have gone as expected, but at least Patton was happy. That's all he wished for.

Tagging: @tiekaay and @thebaagelboy

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Danganronpa 420: B̶l̶a̶s̶t̶Knock Off!!

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3AjaHTW

by h0b0_h1mb0

2 masterminds dead and an organization made for restoring humanity yet there are still killing games

oh well, at least we have our comfort characters

 right?

Words: 4229, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Roblox: Piggy (Video Game), Undertale (Video Game), Cuphead (Video Game), Little Nightmares (Video Games), Doki Doki Literature Club! (Visual Novel), Bendy and the Ink Machine, The Legend of Zelda: A Link Between Worlds, Don't Hug Me I'm Scared (Webseries), キミガシネ | Kimi ga Shine | Your Turn To Die (Visual Novel), Epic Mickey (Video Games), Friday Night Funkin' (Video Game)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Characters: Doggy (Roblox: Piggy), Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, Mad Doctor (Disney), Hiyori Sou | Tsukimi Shin, Ibushi Gin, Chara (Undertale), Monika (Doki Doki Literature Club!), Red Guy (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared), Tony the Talking Clock, Mono (Little Nightmares), Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine), Ravio (Legend of Zelda), Senpai (Friday Night Funkin'), Ikusaba Mukuro, Mugman (Cuphead), Monokuma (Dangan Ronpa)

Additional Tags: I made this because I was salty about a death in a fanganronpa, and the fact that said character was talentless made me saltier, i'll say who it is if i ever finish this, until then enjoy <3, multifandom fanganronpa, Fanganronpa, danganronpa fan story

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3AjaHTW

[random-fandom-scenarios]

Feel free to call my the fox anon really, I'm still a little too embarrassed to put my own account into imagine blogs. And I hope I'm not bothering you too much with my messages, this time it's an actual request again. Since this might be easier maybe post time skip nsfw headcanons for saldeath? And to mix it up maybe some nsfw head canons for opm genos and zombieman with an outwardly timid female partner but privately she's really open and pervy?

okie dokie, and it’s okay, I always use anon when I submit requests too.

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Saldeath:

He is an ass man.  So if you wear anything that accentuates your ass or sway your hips, anything, he is on you immediately.  He loves the jiggle you get when slapping someone’s ass the best.

So expect a lot of doggy style with him where he can keep a firm hand on your ass the entire  time.

He also loves to be ridden by his partners when he is feeling more submissive which is generally a 50-50 deal.

Bathing with his partner is also a large thing for him.  Even if it doesn’t turn sexual, he just likes showering and taking baths with them.  He loves resting against your chest in the bathtub and feeling your boobs against him

Genos:

He loves steamy make out sessions.  If they lead to more, that’s great, if they don’t he isn’t disappointed, but they almost always lead to more.

Run your fingers through his hair while whispering in his ears and he is yours for the rest of the night. 

Has zero problems with you taking over in bed and telling him what to do, in fact he finds it really hot and unless he’s had a bad day where he needs to let off some steam, he prefers you taking charge.  

Isn’t overly adventurous in bed but is willing to at least try everything you suggest once.

Zombieman:

He was so terrified the first time the two of you had sex.  He had expected to go slow and be sensual but you threw that shit out the door and had him pounding into you at a break neck pace.  

Secretly loves that you are a little pervy in the bedroom because he is normally vanilla as shit and it spices things up.

He is a fan of blow jobs, especially if you are sucking him off while he showers.  It makes clean up easier.  

Sit him down and straddle him.  He loves having your legs wrapped around him and it usually doesn’t take long for him to want to carry you somewhere more private.

[marvelatbarnes]

My Helper in Leather

GUYS I GOT A REQUEST! I have another one but this is the first one I got :)  I hope I did ok!

The request: “ Could you do one w the reader has been with Kozik for like a year and he took on the father role of the readers son? “ from @jaaxtellerasf

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT :D

warnings: language and a slightly icky description

You were on the verge of a mental breakdown when you first met Herman Kozik.  Your son, Owen, was jumping off the edge of the grocery cart as you made your way outside, your ex-husband having dropped off the kid at your car in the parking lot. His babbles were heard but not fully understood of the adventures Daddy took him on over the weekend, to the ice cream store and the animal shelter.  There was no dog like Bunny though, your German Shepard that you adopted right before you had Owen.

“And then we saw this one puppy with one eye and he was so nice mommy I named him Bob because he looked like a Bob.” Your son said, you nodded your head and kept hold of the cart while he jumped back on.

“I have told you multiple times sweetie.  Please do not jump off the cart.  Either stay on or stay off, you could get hurt.”  Just as you finished speaking, your cart rammed into the stop sign, causing the eggs to topple out of top of the cart along with the bag of apples you could have sworn you tied shut.  “God damn it!”  You felt your eyes prickling as you tried to take a deep breath around the blockage in your throat.

“Momma, you said a bad language word!”  Owen jumped on and off the cart again, narrowly missing the splattered eggs on the ground. You took a deep breath to stop yourself from screaming, the sugar in his system would wear off but screaming at him in public wouldn’t sit well on either of your minds for days.

“Hey, little man, did I hear you saw a puppy today?”  You whipped your head around to see a tall blond man white a bright smile stop beside you.  His sunglasses were hanging around his neck and when he kneeled down, your eyes widened slightly.  You hadn’t seen this man before but that grim reaper on his back was well known in Charming.

“Yeah!  I went to a doggie place with my daddy and saw one and named him Bob.  The nice lady at the doggie place said his eye got eatted by fleas.”  Your son said.  You couldn’t help the small chuckle when you saw the blond man grimace.  He looked up at you and smiled.

“That sounds kind of gross, little man.”  

“It is but he’s all better now cause people helped him and his eyes all gone so the bad stuff is gone.”  Owen smiled and hopped over the eggs and apples on the ground, grabbing your hand. “This is my mommy, (Y/N).”  You bite your lip and smile, shaking your head at your son’s confidence.

“I’m Kozik.  Herman Kozik actually.”  He held out his broad hand with rings on the last two fingers.  You glanced quickly over his tattoos and grip his hand in yours.

“Nice to meet you.”  You said.

“Now buddy,” Herman got down on his knee again to be at face level with your son, “your mom has a lot to do and a whole bunch of stuff going around in her head so maybe calm it down on the sugar and listen to her, ok?  She’s a pretty lady even when she looks like she might lose her mind.”  Herman smiled up at you when he said that causing you to roll your eyes but laugh anyway.

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That was about a year ago.  You still weren’t sure how Kozik had gotten your number but the first date you had was enough to make up for it.  Seeing the bad ass SAMCRO biker at the zoo, holding your hand and listening to Owen as he told Kozik all about the animals was the perfect start to the weird ass relationship.  He moved in within a couple months which was fast but any time he was in Charming, you wanted him by you.  He would visit Tacoma often and go on runs with SAMCRO but then always come home to you.

Owen adapted a hell of a lot quicker than you would have thought he would, taking to calling Herman “kozie”, never fully getting the final K out before his story of the moment would take off.  Kozik always payed attention, providing his own input in the stories or asking questions whenever there was a small pause from Owen to “make sure Kozie was listening”.  

“Dick head hasn’t been taking up on his weekends lately, what’s up with that?”  Kozik slid his hands around your waist as you brushed your teeth before bed, listening for the other room as Owen tried to sing and brush at the same time.

“Don’t call him that.  He’s just decided he wanted out of the picture, he’ll send child support but he said Owen has gotten too much for him.”  You rolled your eyes after spitting in the sink and Kozik scuffed behind you.

“Fuck him.”

“Herman—”

“No, honestly, fuck him.  Owen is a fucking smart ass kid and he knows all of his shit and he fucking listens to what you say.  That dude is a dick and missing out on one of the coolest kids ever.  So fuck him.”  Kozik finished and let out a long breath.  You turn around and run your nails through his hair as he sighed, not meeting your eyes.

“You have paid more attention to him in this past year than ‘dick head’ has in his whole life.  I’m glad he’s done.”  Your lips press against his for a few seconds and he pulled back, looking into your eyes.

“I’m sorry you had to deal with him.  I can send SAMCRO after him if you want.”  Kozik’s famous smirk started on his lips, erupting a giggle out of you.

“Maybe someday.”  You stick your tongue out which causes him to chuckle.

“Mommy?  Can I call him Daddy now?”  Owen said from the doorway, his dinosaur pjs Kozik got him for his fifth birthday were the only things he wore to bed for the last week.  Kozik’s eyes widened and his grip on your hips tightened.  You felt your lips pull into a smile as you nodded.

“You call him whatever you want, as long as he approves.”

“Hell yeah, little man.”  Kozik said and winced.

“Language!”  You laughed and hit his chest lightly.  “You still gotta call him Kozie though, Tig will be so upset if he becomes the only one to call him that.”

“Daddy Kozie.  Okie dokie.” Owen jumped over to the two and hugged them both around the knees quickly before sprinting off to bed, calling over his shoulder, “night momma and daddy kozie!”

“That’s never going to get past Tig.”  Kozik sighed but smiled into your neck.

“Of course not.  But it’s kinda cute.”  You ran your fingers through his hair and smiled lightly at him, “Daddy Kozie.”

[gwendre-simoneau]

Chapter 4

Jennet shielded her eyes against the mid-morning sun, examining the sight by her feet. “So.”

“Yep.” Next to her, Tamlin folded his arms.

“Well.”

He scratched his neck. “Uh-huh.”

“This is the monster.”

“You got it.”

The pair stared at the corgi struggling to remove its head from a stray boot.

“It’s really not that bad,” Jennet admitted, turning to Tamlin. “Now that it’s small, I mean.”

“No, it’s not.”

They watched it in silence.

“She was still heavy,” Tamlin pointed out. “I had to run with her all the way here. Just putting that out there.”

“Running was your idea.”

“True.”

The corgi was shuffling backwards in large circles inside the empty stable they’d found, shaking its head, still dragging the boot around.

Jennet glanced at Tamlin. “Fine, help the poor thing.”

He rushed forwards and gingerly pulled the boot from the dog’s head. It shook itself off, then gave an appreciative wag of its stub of a tail. Tamlin tentatively gave it a scratch behind an ear.

“I don’t think-” Jennet started, but the corgi wagged its stub even harder, showing no signs that it had slaughtered countless livestock over the last several nights. It fell over onto its back in its excitement, and Tamlin rubbed its belly fur. “Huh, it’s pretty cute.” Jennet knelt down next to Tamlin and gave the corgi a few pats. Then she giggled. “We kidnapped the legendary beast, and now we’re giving it belly rubs.”

Tamlin laughed. “Just eleven more to go, and then we can adopt them all.”

Jennet froze. “What?”

Tamlin looked at her and pulled away from the corgi, who whined in disappointment. “Well, that’s what we’re doing next, right?” Jennet didn’t respond. “Look, it’s harmless! We can’t kill them all! Look at her little face!”

They looked at the corgi, who sneezed, startling itself to its feet.

Jennet sighed, sitting down on her heels and brushing stray pieces of hay off her pants. “I guess it couldn’t hurt to try capturing one more. The guy we saw in the hut will probably be on high alert, though, once he realizes one is missing.”

Tamlin grinned. “You hear that, buddy?” He picked the corgi’s front legs up and bent over so that the two of them were eye level. “We’re gonna get you a brother or sister!”

“Ugh, don’t phrase it like that. That’s what parents say when they’re pregnant.” Jennet patted the dog on its head.

Was this really a good idea? They still didn’t understand what was going on with the whole size-changing business, and besides, now that they’d caught one of the monsters, shouldn’t they report back to the queen? Surely the royal knights would be able to deal with this furry little menace.

Then again, if the knights had been able to take care of the problem, she and Tamlin wouldn’t have had to come in and bail them out in the first place. Hey, knights — I hope we don’t scratch your round table when we drop all of our trophies on it!

Jennet pulled herself out of her imaginary smack-talk to see Tamlin eyeing her, biting his lip as if holding back a smile.

“What?” Jennet asked with narrowed eyes.

“I’m going to name her.”

Jennet buried her face in her hands.

“Megadog.”

“You have got to be kidding me,” she groaned behind her palms.

“Hey, Megadog,” Tamlin was saying in a ridiculously high-pitched voice. “Wanna play fetch? Wanna play?” He conjured a stick and threw it across the stable. “Better than chasing sheep, huh? Yeah, you mega-sized dog, you!”

Jennet peeked out from behind her fingers. The dog pounced on the stick and gnawed on it before trotting back.

“Good doggy!” Tamlin cooed. “Good mini monster! Good mini-Megadog!”

“I swear I can see your intelligence dropping by the second.”

Tamlin threw it a few more times, and on the fourth throw, the corgi ran back and dropped the stick in front of Jennet.

Dog and wizard watched her with round eyes. She couldn’t tell who looked more eager.

“Don’t hurt her feelings,” Tamlin hissed.

She gave him an incredulous look before turning her attention to the dog. Crouching low to the ground and ready to run on its stubby legs, it looked more than ever like a loaf of bread with ears. “Hi, um…” she started. “Hi, Meg.”

Tamlin looked affronted. “It’s Megadog!”

“That word is never leaving my mouth.” She picked up the stick. “Fetch?” she asked awkwardly.

The corgi yipped.

“Okay, fetch!” She lobbed it over the low dividing wall and into the next stall. Meg stared up at the spot where it had disappeared from her view, cocking her head.

Tamlin shook his head at Jennet. “You’re bad at this game.”

“Yeah, who’d have thought I’d be better at slaying monsters than playing fetch with them? I was trained for one of those two fun leisure activities.”

Tamlin fanned his hand in the air a few times, and soon the stick came rolling out and around the wall on a strong, concentrated gust of magically-manipulated air. “See, girl? That’s where it was.”

“Okay, you know what you just did there? You just fetched the stick.” Jennet smirked and leaned back against the opposite wall, adjusting her sword sheath. “Pretty sure she’s training you.”

“See, that’s cat behaviour you’re describing. Megadog is definitely not a cat.”

Meg sniffed the air, then trotted around the corner where the stick had come from.

Tamlin groaned and Jennet laughed. “Remind me who’s bad at the game again?”

“Hello.” A deep-voiced figure in a hooded cloak stood up from behind the half-wall, Meg in his arms.

The pair screamed.

Jennet recovered first, jumping up and drawing her sword. “Put the dog down,” she said slowly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her partner stand up to join her, drawing his hands together. If Meg got dropped, Tamlin would be ready to magically catch her.

The man raised a hand in submission, Meg still tucked into the crook of his other arm, and drew the hood back from his face. “I just wanted to thank you for finding my dog,” he said.

Jennet resisted the urge to exchange a glance with Tamlin. This was the guy from the hut, all right. She lowered her sword, but kept a firm grip on it.

“Your dog?” Jennet repeated. “Awesome. In that case, I have a question for you.” She pointed at the corgi, who seemed perfectly content. “Is Megadog a stupid name for her or what?”

“Or, hey, better question,” interrupted Tamlin, before the flummoxed man could answer, “why are you sending giant corgis to attack the villages?”

“Oh, so we’re opening with an interrogation?” Jennet muttered. “Okie dokie, then. Question away.” She took her eyes off the stranger for a second to glare at Tamlin.

“What?”

“I’m just saying, there goes any chance of tricking him into spilling his guts.” She spun the sword hilt in her hand. “Figuratively, at least.”

“We suck at that kind of trickery.”

Jennet forced a smile. “But he didn’t need to know that,” she sang through clenched teeth.

“Whoops. See? Proves my point.”

“If I may?” the man asked.

“Be my guest,” Jennet said, still fake-smiling as she drew a dagger from her belt with her free hand.

The stranger looked closely at each of them in turn. Jennet shifted her feet, unwilling to let her guard down.

“To answer your first question,” he said, stroking the dog’s head as she reached her nose out to sniff an empty feeding tray, “‘Megadog’ is absolutely the worst name I’ve ever heard.”

Jennet pressed her lips together. She figured that answer earned him a less painful beatdown. But only slightly less.

“As for the other question, I didn’t send them. It was… an unfortunate byproduct of the experiments.”

Tamlin’s eyes lit up and Jennet shook her head at him. There would be plenty of time to learn new magic from the bad guy when he was behind bars. Speaking of which…

Tamlin looked at her with wide eyes. “I guess we arrest him? If we’re even allowed to do that without being actual guards. I mean, he just confessed!”

“Yeah, which is a little suspicious. What kind of game are you playing?” She took a step towards the cloaked man and flashed her dagger at him.

“Game?” He chuckled and let Meg jump out of his arms and into the feeding tray. “Who has time for games?” He stepped forward and — Jennet blinked in surprise — through the stable wall as if it was made of air. “There’s just so much to do.” He raised a hand towards them, palm out.

Both Jennet and Tamlin barely had a chance to take an aggressive step forwards before a bright flash burst out of his palm. The pair were thrown backwards and Jennet felt something collide with her head, knocking her out. She only had time for one last thought:

That’s it. Good taste in dog names or not, he’s going down.

[robertcosme]

A great night once again! We had pasteles and a movie night at home with my primita Brenda and my doggies Chewy & Doky! 🐶❤️ Then ready for bed 🧔🏻!! Sunday October 21, 2018 #elAsuntoEsBienSerio #aVerySeriousMatter #Pasteles&aMovie #CousinTime #iLoveMyPrimita #Skyscraper2018 #TheRock #BasedOnTrueEvents #Barba #BarbaTime #Beard #lovingMyBeard 🧔🏻❤️ #pijamaSelfie #excuseToShowOffMyBeard #KeepingIt #DontHateMeBecauseiLookGood #HateMeBecauseiHaveAbeardAndUdont or #HateMeBecauseiHaveAbeardAndUrManDont 🧔🏻❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/BpN8MnnhEPGhVB6cG2QgZ_3l8HQLL9p2k_vMCk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=6jhse9y4hofb

[robertcosme]

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