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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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DEEP WATERS

TITLE: DEEP WATERS | part of the INFERNO event

PAIRING: tentacle monster!haechan x fem!human!oc/reader

GENRE: smut, monsterfucking

SUMMARY: all your life you heard stories about the monster that lives in the lake, but they never scared you. You were looking for him, hoping fate was going to lead you to him to prove yourself you’re not crazy for believing in his existence. And when it happens, he seems to be afraid of you.

WARNINGS: smut, tentacles sex, aphrodisiacs (but to make the whole thing possible and not painful so everything is consensual), public /outdoor sex, nipple sucking, nipple orgasm, shibari with tentacles (i guess), oral sex (f/m), anal sex, vaginal sex, spitroasting, triple penetration, belly bulge, multiple orgasms/overstimulation, brief mentions of free use, breeding (but not really), cum inflation (and a lot of cum in general), unrealistic sex (do i really have to write this??), aftercare (don't ask)

WORD COUNT: 8.004k

A/N: don't really know how to feel about this one and I hate writing things in a rush, but it's here. Let me know your opinion with comments, reblogs or asks!! Enjoy ♡

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“I truly don’t think we should be here,” Jaemin whispered, looking around in the thick forest that was getting wider with each step as they approached the lake.

“Yeah, that’s one of your countless dumb ideas,” Renjun added, trying to stop his body from shaking so much at the slightest of sounds.

“You’re so annoying,” she commented, walking around with too much enthusiasm if you asked her friends that were behind her, almost using her body as a shield from whatever was going to jump from the waters.

“Why can’t we just go back to our tents and stay there?” Jaemin complained.

“Because it’s boring, yall keep telling the same stories over and over again and most of the others are asleep.”

“You know he doesn’t exist, right?” Renjun said, finally addressing the elephant in the room.

She sighed, “Then why are you shitting your pants?”

Renjun let out an offended gasp before knitting his brows, “I’m not. I just think it’s not wise to wander around in the middle of the night here, there could be wild animals.”

She laughed after rolling her eyes and then stopped when the lake came in their view.

“God, it’s so pretty. I can’t believe people barely come here.”

Jaemin coughed, “Yeah, there’s a reason.”

She glared at him. “So why do you call me crazy?”

“Nobody calls you crazy, it’s just… it’s creepy, okay? The vibes of this place are creepy, can’t we go back?” Renjun insisted.

“What are you doing?” He asked when she bent to the ground to search for something, taking a step out of the bush. “Please, don’t do anything dumb, don’t do — you did something dumb,” he sighed when she threw a rock in the lake, circles forming on the surface as the rock slid on the surface before sinking.

“Okay, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Jaemin said.

“It is,” she did it again, and again.

“Why do you want to anger it?”

“I don’t, I just can’t believe that nothing makes him come out.”

“Mh, I don’t think your rock was that big,” Jaemin said, taking a step back when the water started moving.

“What have you done?” Renjun asked terrified, seeing something coming out of the surface.

“Got what I wanted?” She replied, shrugging, and he could hear the happy smile on her face.

“You’re insane,” he replied, shaking his head. “Let’s run,” he screamed, grabbing Jaemin’s hand and turning back, not even looking back to see if she was following them.

“Yeah, I’ll reach you,” she replied, but instead of following her friends, she moved closer to the water and her breath stopped for a moment as she could see a figure emerge from the surface.

Finally, after years, it was happening.

The monster moved his tentacles and slithered some in front of her, but she barely flinched.

“You’re not scared?” The monster in front of her raised a brow in utter confusion, he was standing still now, waiting for a reaction that wasn’t coming.

“No,” she replied and he could feel the same serenity in the way she was acting in her voice.

“You think I’m not scary?”

She shook her head, biting her lips, and studying the blue appendices swinging around his body, water still dripping down, damping his hair and his scaly blue skin. “You’re interesting… curious, but not scary.”

The monster laughed, a sharp mocking laugh. “I won’t spare you just because you’re pretending to don’t be afraid.”

“You don’t kill,” she replied calmly. “I’ve been reading so much about you. Read all those tales about you. You terrorize people, certain tellers believing that it’s because you don’t enjoy people invading your personal space. It’s like Shrek.”

He frowned, truly shocked at how calm she was, or even casual, as if she was chatting with a friend and not a monster that lived in the depths of a lake after terrorizing the people of her village. “Shrek? Who’s that?”

“Oh, you wouldn’t know. But that’s not the point.”

“Don’t touch,” he groaned, pulling away one of his tentacles when her hand lifted up and moved closer to the limb. “You can’t touch me.”

“Will I burn? Is it like holy water on demons?”

He rolled his eyes and then started moving in circles around her. She truly wasn’t afraid a bit. How was that possible? But she didn’t seem armed, and also looked rather short and fragile compared to him, and her clothes, a white sweater, and grey pants weren’t made for a fight, so what were her tricks? Was she able to mind control or something?

“Why are you here? Don’t you know it’s dangerous being all alone in the middle of the night at the sides of the haunted lake?”

She puffed, eyes squinting as she studied the creases of his body, he was mostly naked, just a drape covering his lower body while his skin was covered in scales that disappeared on his hands, feet, neck and face.

“I wasn’t alone. My friends are weak and ran off when they saw you emerging from the surface.”

He stopped moving around her, panicking for a second, “They saw me?”

“They didn’t. But just the idea of the tales being true terrified them. Can I say you let me down?”

“I let you what?” His voice came out higher than he wanted to but he couldn’t deny he was dumbfounded by her behaviour.

“I wasn’t going to be afraid of you but… damn, I thought you were going to be scarier. Bigger. Ugly,” she commented, still studying him, and admiring how beautiful he was, sure, some things could’ve — should’ve — been considered weird but he had a handsome face, and his colours, deep blue mixing with purple and bright pink were simply beautiful.

He blinked repeatedly, thinking it had to be a weird dream, a hallucination given by all these years of being alone and far from his home planet, but she was still standing there, closer than before, once again trying to touch him.

“I could kill you.”

“Would you?” She raised a brow, testing him with a smug smirk on her face.

He gasped, shaking his head. “Why would I not? If you’re so smart and curious as you say you are, you should know what happens to people that know about my existence. They can’t survive. They can’t put my life at risk. I’ve been hunted all my life, and this is my first safe place and I have to hide in the water.”

“You think I can run back to town and talk about you? They would call me crazy.”

“They might, but they will also come here and hunt me.”

“Why don’t you try to talk —”

“You’re so naïve, really think that they would listen to me? Think they would listen to what a monster has to say? I can turn scary if I want to, I’m sparing you.”

Instead of baking away her eyes lit up, her mouth opening in surprise and excitement. “So you can control it?”

“Of course, I can. My original form wasn’t even in the water. I had to adapt.”

“So, you’re an alien? The books don’t say it. It says that you’ve always been here and you’ve been scaring the town since the dawn of time.”

“Leave,” he only replied, voice sharp and deeper.

Her eyes moved to his. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He snorted. “You couldn’t even if you tried.”

“Well, physically I can’t but emotionally.”

“No, little girl, not even emotionally. And now leave. I’m keeping you alive as a favour.”

“But why? I’m just curious…”

He moved closer, touching her chin with a hand, making her gulp and shiver at the sensation of his skin rubbing against hers. “You think I’d be so dumb to be vulnerable in front of you? To tell you more about me so you can run to your village and tell them you found out how to finally get rid of me?”

She shook her head. “But that’s not what I’m curious about.”

“And what are you curious about, then?” He asked, raising a brow and when she looked away, he furrowed.

“I have some abilities but unfortunately I can’t read minds, speak.”

She gulped, coughing to clear her throat. “About your tentacles.”

“My tentacles?” He tilted his head to the side, watching how her attitude shifted as soon as his body surrounded hers.

“Yeah… if I touch them, can you feel something?”

“Of course, I can, they are protuberances of me.”

“No, but like… pleasure.”

He stood there frozen for a second, shocked once again by her boldness. That was what she was thinking about? But he shrugged it off and a teasing laugh rumbled out of his chest.

“That’s what you want to know?” He teased, caressing her cheek. She nodded. “Want to know if I do this,” another tentacle came out of his body, “and put it between your legs,” she whimpered when the wet tentacle teased her over the pants, “if I feel something?”

She nodded, breath getting shorter as the limb moved on her thigh, wrapping around her waist and lifting her up on the ground.

“I don’t know, but now I’m curious too. Do you feel something?”

She hummed, looking down at him, biting her lips to don’t let the small moans of pleasure come out.

“You know I could let you go right now and make you crash to the ground, right?”

“I know.”

“And aren’t you afraid?”

“You won’t do it.”

“Are you sure? I have all the reasons to do it. You know about me, not much but more than anybody else on this stupid planet ever did, and are also trying to fuck me.”

“Isn’t that good? For how long have you been alone?”

“For how long have you been alone?”

She grunted, throwing her head back in frustration — and a bit of pleasure since the tentacle was still rubbing against her. “God, stop stealing my lines. Come up with something yourself, or answer.”

She gasped when he let her go, but caught her before she could smash onto the ground.

“I told you,” she winked.

“It’s just because you’re entertaining. So dumb, you will get hurt.”

“But any way you didn’t kill me, and your tentacle is still between my legs.”

The monster groaned, leaving her on the ground and moving away, the tentacle slithering back into his skin.

“How do you do that?” She asked, watching in awe as his body got back to its original form.

“How do you breathe?”

She rolled her eyes. “God, you’re so annoying. Ever thought that maybe your terrible communication skills are the reason why people wanted you dead?”

“Shut up, and leave.”

“No.”

“No?” He raised a brow, glaring at her, looking scary for a second but she had no intention of stepping back.

“I’m not standing into the waters of the lake, I’m not breaking any rules. On the other hand, you decided to come out of the waters knowing full well that I was there. So maybe, you need something too.”

“I need peace, and I’d need to get away from here. I surely don’t need you.”

“But you’re all alone, how doesn’t that get boring? What if it wasn’t me? What if there was a hunter that wanted to kill you? You risked so much tonight.”

“I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” he sighed, rubbing his temples.

“You have the chance. You just don’t want to.”

“Oh, damn, just… what do you want?”

“You.”

“Me? Like my head on a silver plate?”

“I’ve been passionate about you since I was a kid, all my fellow classmates were terrified hearing the stories about you, but I was so fascinated. I couldn’t wrap my head around it, and then… then growing up it just got worst.”

“So you’re obsessed?”

“No, I’m more like a fan. Do you know what that is?”

He shook his head.

“Well, it’s someone that’s very fond and passionate about somebody else.”

“Obsessed.”

“No. Listen,” she sighed. “I… I’ve been called a freak all my life for believing in you, and I think that it’s so dumb that I’m the weird one when nobody ever comes to this lake at night. So I guess people believe in you but are too ashamed to admit it. While I never cared about it, like, even if you weren’t real, was I hurting somebody? No. So can you please just answer my doubts? I promise you won’t see me again.”

“Do you really have doubts to answer?” He asked after sighing loudly. “Or do you have needs you think nobody else can satisfy?”

She didn’t reply immediately, ashamed he had caught the main reason why she wanted to find him. Because if at the start the curiosity was almost scientific, with the years it turned into a fantasy she truly couldn’t tell to anybody. “What if I had both?”

He chuckled. “And what do you want to solve first?”

“My needs?” She asked shyly, tilting her head to the side.

“I doubt you’ll have the strength to answer your question if you follow that path. I doubt you will make it out alive at all.”

“It can’t be that bad…”

“It’s not made for you,” he replied, hovering over her. “Nothing about me is made for you.”

“We could try.” Her voice was low as she looked up at him, eyes falling on his lips.

“Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to get burned.”

“Maybe I could get just a little taste? Let me, let me touch one of your tentacles, please?”

He chuckled, lifting one closer to her hand, watching as she grazed it gently. “Why are you so attracted to them?”

“I… I don’t know. There’s something fascinating about this,” she confessed, letting her fingers run on it, it was smooth and wet, maybe even sticky. She had noticed that they all had different textures, some had veins, others suckers, and some others were like the one she was touching. She could feel his breath falter for a moment. “Do you feel something?”

“Not really, those are not made for pleasure. Honestly, nothing in my species is made for pleasure.”

“No pleasure?” Her hands stopped, her attention back on his face.

He smiled. “Reproduction.”

She gasped, biting her lips.

“It was easy to change your mind.”

“I didn’t change it.”

“Okay, you are hiding something from me, what are you?”

“I’m human. I’m me.”

“How… How are you not afraid? I can emit corrosive acids, I could strangle you, I could drag you in the pits of that lake and drown you and your family would never find a body to mourn on. And here you are?”

“Because humans are scarier than monsters and I’ve been surrounded by them since I was born? You think that people don’t commit atrocities just because they don’t have tentacles, fangs, or wings, or claws, or powers, and toxic fluids?”

He couldn’t deny he did find humans disgusting and terrible but it was different. “But that doesn’t make me any less scary.”

“Hate to break it to you but you are… hot.”

“Hot?”

“If you were ugly probably I would find you scarier, but those tentacles, your skin, your tongue and your eyes are not scary.”

He hummed, trying to hide how happy he was to hear those words. “Are you sure you want to play? I can’t promise you will make it out alive, but I got that you have no intention to leave anyway, so instead of wasting the night with useless talks…”

She hummed, it couldn’t have been a bad idea. She wanted this so badly.

“I promise I’ll try to be gentle at the start. And don’t come inside you, I’m not really sure the kid that will come out of us will be a good mix.”

She chuckled and that made him roll his eyes. “Do you hate your life or something? Why are you not afraid of me in the slightest?”

“Why do you want me to be afraid so bad?” She asked, running a hand on his skin, it was still wet, but the scales had a good sensation at the touch, they resembled snakeskin.

“Sometimes fear saves your ass,” the monster replied, touching her chin with two fingers, and caressing her skin. “I could be poisonous, I could strangle you…”

“Or drag me in the deep waters, yeah, I know. You could also take control of my mind. I’ve been studying you and your powers for years, that’s why I wanted to know what is true and what’s not. But if you propose something funnier, I guess education can wait.”

He groaned when she touched his face and pulled away. She raised a brow. “You are afraid,” she pointed out, walking toward him as he started taking small steps back, finally realizing why he was acting like this.

“I’m not afraid, I don’t want you to touch me like this.”

“But why?”

He hesitated, his feet reaching the shore, the human skin on his feet being replaced by blue scales. “I don’t trust you.”

“Would it make it better if you knew my name? You still didn’t tell me yours, you must have one.”

“Hideous monster, terrific creature, I don’t know, pick one your people decided to give me,” he retorted bitterly.

“Those are not names. Please,” she begged.

And her sincere eyes were the only things that made him say his real name for the first time ever. “Haechan.”

“Haechan?”

“Yeah, do you have anything to say about it?” He asked annoyed, already regretting the confession.

She shook her head, walking closer to him, they were standing face to face. “I love it, it fits you.”

He scoffed. “Are you really that desperate?”

“I’m being honest.”

“We can’t,” he replied when her chest pressed against his.

“I thought you said you couldn’t promise me to be gentle, but not that we couldn’t.”

“What if people see? What if they think I’m hurting you and… it’s too dangerous. And the only way I know to do this is even more dangerous.”

She smirked, looking past him, the dark water painted silver by the moon shining behind him.

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Why not?”

“You’re insane.”

“I’d say I like a challenge.”

“A challenge that could kill you, and then kill me once they find your dead body on the shore.”

“Then don’t risk it and let’s say above waters,” she replied, touching him once again. “Did they move?” She asked when the scales on his arms bricked up.

“No, they didn’t,” he replied sternly, pulling his arm away.

“They did! Are you turned on? Do you like it when I touch you?”

“You know nothing about how I work, just shut up,” he said, wrapping a hand over her mouth. “Stop screaming, you will draw attention.” When Haechan looked down she was staring at him, the light reflecting in her eyes, making it look as if a million little stars were inside, and he pulled away when he felt his skin brick up.

She smirked when she noticed, but didn’t tease him verbally.

“You know nobody dares to come here at night,” she said, “as much as they love to call me crazy for believing in you, they shit themselves thinking they could encounter you.”

“If something bad happens to me, but doesn’t get me killed, I’ll make sure I’ll come to haunt you wherever you are.”

“Sounds good, so we will see each other again,” she smiled, touching his tentacles again, making him groan.

“No touching,” he hissed.

“How are we going to do it if I don’t touch you?”

“You can only touch if I start it, or if they come closer to you. They are… sensible.” He gulped, looking at her. “Not like you mean it, not the ones that are out now. Damn, you’re so annoying with your little cocky gazes, that’s why you’re single and you have to beg a monster to fuck you.”

“Shut the fuck up,” she said, rolling her eyes before she kissed him. She was tired of this beating around the bush, she wanted things to start. She gasped in the kiss when his tentacles wrapped around her frame and lifted her up from the ground. “Oh, finally started loosening up?”

“I told you to —” Haechan tried to retort but she shushed him again with another kiss.

“You’re so annoying,” he huffed when she pulled away. “And kisses are weird.”

“Weird? What about touches? Your tentacles are all over me, can I touch them?”

“Doesn’t it feel disgusting? They’re sticky.”

“It’s weird, but I like it.”

He quirked a brow, moving them more, exploring her curves. “Do you?”

She hummed when one of them brushed between her legs and the other on her breast. It was weird, but not disgusting.

And when he heard her moan, the put up façade he was showing crumbled apart, it was like her soft moans were telling him the truth, he could feel her body, he felt the pulses in her vein, he felt that she was being honest, that for some — weird — reason she truly wanted this, but mostly, she wanted him. No, he couldn’t read minds, but he, unfortunately, could feel so much, and all his life on that stupid planet he only felt hatred, disgust and anger, but this… this was different, this was good.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, tentacles retracting from her body, leaving her surprised for a second, blinking at him with confused eyes.

“Yes,” she still replied with no hesitation.

“How much?”

She hesitated for a second, not getting where this was going. Was there somebody behind her and he wanted to make her say something to don’t get them both killed or were his doubts haunting him again?

“Enough to try this with you.”

“Then can you let me try a thing with you?”

“Define a thing.”

“This,” he said, tentacles moving again, two of them reaching for her hands and blocking them over her head, the hold tight enough to make her stay still. “And this.” The other two roamed on her body, sending shivers all over it.

Her head fell back and her lips parted to let out moans. “Yes, do —do whatever you want.”

His eyes sparkled at the consent, and two more tentacles came out of him, securing around her ankles and lifting her up, it was as if she was laying but underneath her there was just air, and the cold, hard ground if he only let go of the grip.

Her body stiffed when he grabbed her clothes and ripped them off her body with strength.

“Don’t look surprised by my strength, you wanted this.”

She hummed, nodding and biting her lips nervously, the cold air making her shiver.

“I will warm you up,” he joked, “need more tentacles to keep you warm?”

She nodded, moaning when two others reached her breast, squeezing her boobs strongly.

“Fuck.”

Haechan smirked, content with her reaction. “You look pretty down here,” his breath huffed against her wet pussy, and she tried to close her legs, but the tentacles were keeping her spread open. “Well, never seen a human one but yours is beautiful.”

“That’s a weird comment,” she groaned, feeling so exposed because it was as if he was studying her, but well, could she be mad when she was just as curious of him?

“Is it? Humans don’t compliment each other?”

“Well, fuck, not exactly like this.”

“Oh, well, I don’t want to be like you anyway so take it.”

She was about to say something again but his tongue laying flat on her cunt stopped the words in the back of her brain, head falling backwards, dangling in the air, and nails digging into her own palms.

“Fuck,” she groaned when he started moving it, long tongue teasing her entrance before his lips started sucking her sensitive clit.

“Never imagined you’d taste so good,” Haechan groaned against her, hands cupping her thighs, as his tentacles moved to bend them and leave him more space between her legs. The new position, with her knees bent and slightly closer to her chest, made her feel his fast movement even more.

Haechan pulled away, staring in awe at her dripping juices mixing with his spit and dripping down her ass. “Let’s see,” he whispered, lips curling in a smirk, “if I do this, will you like it?” Two smaller tentacles came from his back and reached for her pussy lips, pulling them apart. His tongue rolled out again and this time slipped in again, fucking in and out.

She groaned when her eyes met his, staring at her with a lustful gaze, his tentacles now moving faster around him, and holding her tighter. She tried to close her legs again, sure that he must’ve had something in him that made everything feel ten times better because she had never been so sensitive.

“I’m gonna come,” she cried out, squirming in his hold while she reached the first climax. Her skin was already pearled with sweat, and at this point she feared she was going to get sick because of the low temperature of the night, but her health wasn’t exactly her main concern right now.

“Oh, you love this,” he smiled. “Didn’t think you would be so sensitive.”

“Hae-Haechan,” she called breathlessly.

“Yes, honey?”

“The — the tentacles, can they, can you stop them?”

He raised a brow, “Thought you wanted this?”

“I do — I do, want this so badly but,” the breath got stuck in her throat as the tentacles on her nipples started sucking harder. “Too much. Too good.”

“If it’s good it’s never bad, isn’t it?” He joked, placing a tentacle on her clit, and rubbing the head in circular motions. “But I don’t know how I want to fuck you yet, let me think.”

“I’ll come again,” she cried out, voice breaking into a scream.

“I warned you.”

She groaned, letting her head fall back, giving in to the pleasure, it wasn’t bad, and that was the problem, the shocks of pleasure running in her body were so strong she feared he was going to tire her up before she could get a bigger taste.

“Oh, I think I got it,” he exclaimed. “You’ve got a really nice ass, I want to have a better view of it.”

She screamed when he swiftly turned her around, tentacles moving so fast her heart dropped when they let go of her to trap her in another position. But the fear of the precarity of it all made all her blood rush between her legs, pussy throbbing hard in anticipation.

“So, so pretty like this,” he whispered, she was now facing him with her back, ass perched up, arms tied up, standing straight above her head, calves flat against the back of her thighs as two tentacles secured her legs in that bent position, almost as if she was kneeling standing mid-air. “Silver looks good on you,” he added, caressing her skin, and watching the moonlight reflect on her. “Are you cold?” He asked when his fingers grazed her back, running along her spine and felt goosebumps.

“A — a bit.”

“I’ll warm you up soon.”

“Fuck,” she moaned, head tangling in front of her when he parted her ass cheeks, jumping back against him when he left a kiss on her rim. “I don’t —”

“Shh,” he shushed her up. “This hole looks inviting.”

“You can’t fuck me there raw.”

“Why not?” He asked, and when she looked back he seemed genuinely confused, it would’ve been cute if only she couldn’t feel a tentacle already prod at the entrance. “Aren’t all holes made for that? To get fucked and filled?”

“Kinda,” she replied, voice faltering as she tried to ignore the effect those words had between her legs. “Wait,” she stopped him when the appendance pushed in. “You need to — you need to get it wet and ready, it’s not like my pussy.”

He raised a brow, not really getting the point of it, and she wasn’t going to explain to him the real point of it now.

“Just — eat me out like you did before and push the smallest tentacle in,” she explained, hoping she wasn’t going to regret it considering the most daring thing she had done with her ass was put a shy finger inside of her.

And he obeyed, tongue licking a stripe before he started to move with eagerness just like before. But he was eager, he had barely got a taste of anything and he couldn’t wait longer, so he slipped a tentacle inside, moaning when her warmth clenched around it.

She couldn’t reply, mouth gaping as she tried to realize what had just happened. “Feels weird,” she choked on her words as she tried to adjust to the sensation, smooth on one side while on the other she could feel suckers rub against her walls, ignoring the slight discomfort because he didn’t prep her at all.

“Want my cock instead?”

“No, I just — fuck — need to get used to it,” she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Good, ‘cause you feel so good.” Haechan was getting high at the way she was moaning, pretty sounds and squeals. And in a second he moved closer to her, moving her so her pussy was right at his dick height. She yelped, not expecting him to move her around like that, so easily, as if she was nothing.

“Are you going to take my cock?”

She blinked, turning her neck, trying to get a glimpse of it, eyes widening when she saw it, bigger than anything she had ever taken, a dark blue at the base that turned lighter at the tip, full of ridges along the length, curving up perfectly, big heavy balls hanging tight under it.

She whined, suddenly realizing she might’ve bargained more than she could take. “Sure, I’ll take it.”

But Haechan laughed. “No, you won’t. You’re too fragile, little lamb. I told you this was going to be too much for you.”

She didn’t answer, choking up on yet another moan as the tentacles in her ass started moving faster and deeper.

“You’re so lucky I can and want to help you.”

“You can make it smaller?”

He let out a mocking sound, “Bigger, if I wanted to,” he smirked. “But I don’t feel like I want to destroy you… not yet.” Her smile dropped and he chuckled. “I’m kidding, I’m just joking. I wouldn’t want to break what could be my favourite plaything.”

“Plaything,” she huffed. “You wanted me gone. Changed your mind? It does suck to be here alone?”

She screamed when a tentacle latched at her clit, sucking hard, it almost felt like it was vibrating, no… it couldn’t be.

“I need you to shut up,” he said, another tentacle coming out of him to reach her mouth and fill it with no grace. When he could only hear muffled moans, he smiled. “Better, sounds get irritating easily when you’ve spent so much time in silence.”

She whimpered when she felt something wet against her opening, it was sticky and wet, but she couldn’t turn around and see, not that she could’ve anyway, but her head was being kept still by the tentacle fucking into her mouth.

Her eyes closed when the tip of his fat cock started rubbing against her cunt, smearing the substance around. “Need you to be relaxed or no amount of aphrodisiacs will make this possible. I don’t like when my toys break.”

She breathed deeply through her nose, cringing at the mess of spit that was drooling out of her mouth, and tried to relax her body.

“That’s it,” he grunted, easing his tip inside her, ass bucking up at the intrusion. “Fuck, you’re so warm here,” he groaned when he slipped all the way in, fat, ridged cock stretching her wide, but it wasn’t as painful as she imagined it would be. Still, she could feel him so deep inside of her that she wondered how he wasn’t splitting her or hurting her. Large enough to fill her like nothing ever before, the scales rubbing against her walls, the new texture making shivers run down her spine and curl her toes already, stomach closing in a knot as the feeling emptied her brain.

The sounds filling the chill, calm night of October around the lake were disgusting. Lewd squelching sounds, cum splashing between their bodies, tentacles dripping so much of it already that the brown earth was starting to turn white.

And as much as Haechan told her to keep quiet, the one that was having a hard time holding the moans in was him. He never felt anything as good as that, all her holes feeling so good, bringing him closer to the edge before he’d love to. Not that he was scared of that, he could come over and over again, last for days if he wanted to, but her? Small body shaking into his tentacles hold, squirming and at the same time fucking back asking for more, small holes barely taking him, stretching out so widely just for him.

“Should’ve fucked a human first, fuck,” he moaned. “Feels so good.” Probably the sight of her holes opening just for him was what he last needed to reach his orgasm. He didn’t warn her, though, coming inside all of her holes, filling her to the brim, sticky white cum overflowing, bringing her to the edge too.

She coughed, spitting it out of her mouth, too much to even think of swallowing it.

“Too much,” she cried out, feeling her muscles sore as she squirmed uncontrollably as she reached another orgasm.

“You think I’m done with you? I want to see your pretty face while I make you come, see your pretty belly bulge,” Haechan snorted, still lazily pumping inside of her.

She groaned. “Fuck me against the ground, I — I’m too tired, these positions are,” she blabbered, still spitting some cum out of her mouth, struggling to let out what she was thinking about.

“Against the dirty ground? I don’t think so,” he said before he turned her around, this time holding her against his body, tentacles wrapping around her to shield her from the cold of the night, eyes staring right into her watery ones. “But I think we can try something else. You said you’d let me do anything, didn’t you?”

She nodded, suddenly fearing what he could do to her.

“Is it better?” He asked and she looked around in panic when felt herself floating, tentacles holding her up but she could feel they weren’t the main reason why she was laying in the air.

“Yeah,” she whimpered, feeling her skin burn as the tentacles brushed against it.

“Good,” he smirked, staring at her leaking holes in awe. “You’re so pretty, are all humans like this?”

She nodded, half-lidded eyes looking into his.

“As pretty as you?”

“I — I don’t know.”

“I don’t think so,” he replied, cock slipping into her cunt again, stretching her again.

Her head fell back, but it was like something was keeping her up, almost as if he had put an invisible surface she could lay on.

“You feel so good, fuck, should’ve come here sooner,” Haechan groaned, slipping another tentacle inside her ass, this time thicker than the one that had fucked her before. “Would’ve filled many lonely nights.”

And she would’ve loved to reply that she did try, searched for him everywhere but he was too good at hiding, her brain though didn’t let her mumble a single word, nothing else that wasn’t a moan or a whimper.

It took him nothing to make her come for the third time with an orgasm that simply didn’t feel real. It sent pleasure flooding through her entire body, making her scream in the night, cunt and ass clenching around him barely giving him space to still pump his thick fleshes in and out of her holes.

But Haechan had no intention of stopping. If it felt good before, now it felt even better. Her face drunk on his cock and tentacles, mouth open, tongue rolling out and eyes rolled in the back of her head. He also would’ve loved to be gentle and let her lay like that, but he wanted her closer and wanted to have a better view, so once again he moved her body, angling her so that she was almost flat against his chest but not close enough that he couldn’t see the bulge of his cock in her belly.

“Shit, can you see me through your pretty belly?” Haechan moved a hand behind her back, forcing her neck to look down, eyes snapping open in surprise, awe, and slight terror as she once again wondered how the hell it was possible and how deep he was reaching.

“You look so pretty with a round belly, baby. Should I fill you more?”

She nodded eagerly, broken moans slipping past her lips.

“Yeah? Want all my cum deep inside your nasty holes? Want it to be so much it overflows and drips out of you for days?”

“Yes, please, fill me, stuff me of your cum.”

Haechan groaned before he emptied himself inside her again, stilling against her, tentacles stopping their frenetic movements as the pleasure ran all over his body.

Her head rolled back as yet another orgasm washed over her, and she felt her brain hazed with pleasure.

“Hae — Haechan,” she called out, voice breathy and tears trickling down her cheeks.

“What, babe? Can’t take it anymore?”

She nodded, biting her lips when two suction cups place on her nipples again, sucking avidly.

“I’m sure you can.”

“No, I — I — fuck,” she screamed, wriggling in his hold, hips involuntarily fucking into him.

“I’m sure you can take one more for me, can’t you?”

“I — I, not too much.”

He shook his head, slipping out of her, cold air hitting her burning holes as his body moved back for a few seconds, cum dripping in a pool on the ground.

“Want to fuck your tight ass with my cock and your pretty pussy with my tentacles.”

She hummed before the words registered in her head.

“Tentacles?”

Haechan only smirked, pushing into her rim with force, knocking the breath out of her lungs. Her mouth open and drool dripping on her chin. “Haechan.”

“Fuck, nobody ever screamed my name like that,” he moaned, head falling forward in the crook of her neck. “Not even in terror, they only call me a monster.”

She only whimpered in reply, closing her eyes when she felt the first tentacle make its way inside her pussy, it wasn’t incredibly thick, but it filled her enough that she didn’t even want to think about the intrusion of another one. Not a single thought in her brain as pleasure buzzed in her veins, she was sure she wouldn’t have been able to walk back to the tent, not now and probably not even in the morning, but it felt good.

“You take me so well, little lamb,” he praised, eyes staring right where he was fucking into her with force. “Should I add another one? See how much of me you can truly take?”

She nodded, “Please.”

“Please?” He snickered, a thick tentacle raising in the air before it reached her clit, sucking to help her dilated more around him. “Thought it was too much just a few seconds ago.”

She shook her head, tears spilling down her eyes like a fountain. “Need you, need more.”

“As you wish,” he chuckled before pushing the other one inside. The stretch was inhuman, enough to make her come on the spot, body freezing at the mercy of the shocks of pleasure that were rushing in her.

“Fuck, fuck,” she cried out when the feeling dimmed, looking down, watching the two blue, veiny tentacles make their way into her poor abused cunt. She could clearly see them through her tummy, and feel them too. She should’ve found it scarier but she could only think that it was hot and felt so good she feared no other human was going to make her feel like that ever again.

“So tight, little lamb. Can’t believe you came all the way here to get fucked by me. Used and filled by a monster. Begging to get ruined.”

“Nggh,” she replied in a broken whimper. “Just for you.”

He smirked, leaning in, long tongue rolling out to lick a stripe of her tear. “Everything about you tastes so good. Maybe you should stay around,” he hummed. “I should keep you with me to keep me company, always ready to get fucked.”

She nodded, eyes opening to meet his.

“Want that? Want to be my little toy to fill and fuck anytime I like? Only used for my pleasure?”

“Yes, please.”

Haechan groaned, “You can take all my cum as proof you’re not crazy, there will be so much in and on you that you won’t forget about it. It’ll leak out of you for weeks.”

“Mhh, please.”

“Gonna give it all to you, my favourite girl, aren’t you?” She nodded, a dumb smile on her face as the nth orgasm rose again. “You know, fuck, thinking about it, you would look so pretty carrying our babies, don’t you think so?”

She only mumbled in a reply, too dizzy to truly listen.

“Yes, you would, all round like you are right now, fuck, look at you.” He had already fucked so much cum into her that her belly was bulging not only from the tentacles but also from that, so round that she looked pregnant already.

“Fill me, give — give it to me,” she begged, voice coming out like a mess of broken cries and high-pitched moans.

“If you want that so much, fuck,” he growled, head falling backwards, eyes closed as pleasure overtook him.

When he came inside of her it lasted longer, and this time more tentacles spilled cum everywhere, completely coating her body with the white, sticky substance. But she had no strength to squirm away or complain because the orgasm washing over her almost knocked her out completely. Vision white and ears buzzing while her back was arched, letting Haechan’s last pumps ride the high until it stopped.

She didn’t hear or comprehend much of what happened next, she guessed he was still cursing and moaning while her holes still clenched around him, making it impossible to slip out.

She soon passed out for a while and when her eyes opened, she was confused. She looked down and saw that she was clean but her hair was wet, still, she wasn’t cold, the warm light of the fire heating her up. When she looked up she saw that Haechan was still there, sitting close to her and playing with some wood, the red and orange lighting up his handsome features.

“You can light a fire?”

“Apparently, I can,” Haechan replied with a small smile on her face.

“Tried to drown me?” She chuckled, regretting it when she felt all her muscles hurt.

“Tried to clean you but I think you will leak my cum for weeks,” he commented. “I’m sorry, I even promised I would pull out but… you felt too good.”

She laughed, “No worries, men do it all the time. And I’m on the pill, so no, I don’t think we’ll get a baby monster in nine months.”

“I don’t know what the pill is but I put my trust in it.”

“Yeah, we all do.”

Some silence passed before the monster broke it, gathering some courage to keep a conversation going.

“How do you feel?”

“Tired, and cold,” she giggled, rubbing her hands on the skin of her arms, and shifting closer to the only warm source.

“I don’t have clothes, I could only lay you on that blanket because somebody dropped it in the bushes.”

“One of my friends,” she rolled her eyes, suddenly reminded of them again. She hoped they didn’t run back to look for her, honestly.

“It will be weird to explain,” Haechan whispered with a small chuckle on his lips.

She shrugged. “Are my clothes ripped that badly?”

He picked them up, they were torn in two with no hope of even putting an idea of clothes together. “I can’t control my strength.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll try to find the strength to walk back to the tent and pretend nothing happened,” she said, rubbing her hands together, feeling that her limbs were freezing now that she didn’t have his body radiating so much heat, and moving even closer to the fire, trying to don’t pay attention to the discomfort.

“Was it like you imagined?” Haechan finally dared to ask, shyly meeting her eyes, terrified of the answer. He was so good at screwing up, he didn’t even want to think about the few times he tried to get close to a human.

“Better,” she said, smiling when he looked down to hide the happy smile that was curling his lips too. “You’re so weird for being a monster.”

“I’m just… not used to people like you,” he confessed, lifting his gaze.

“Horny as fuck?”

“Dumbass, I didn’t mean that,” he rolled his eyes.

She laughed, shaking her head, looking up at the sky and thinking that it was so late and the walk back to their small camp was longer than ever in her condition. “Well, I better get going. As fun as it was, you also wrecked me and I think it will take some time to go back to the tent.” She stood up slowly, squirming in discomfort, forcing her muscles to do things they had no intention of doing.

“Wait, will you come back?”

Her lips curled into a teasing smile that then shifted into a tender one. “You want me to?”

Haechan hesitated, what was the point of lying? “Yes. I still want to strangle you sometimes but I like you.”

“Let’s do this, since this,” she pointed to her body, “is your fault and you still didn’t answer my questions. You’ll carry me back to my camp, we’ll chat about you, and then, we can even come up with a meeting plan.”

“A plan? It sounds serious,” he joked but he was already standing up to reach her.

“Isn’t it? Was I truly just a toy for you?” She winked, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around her body.

Haechan rolled his eyes, two tentacles slipping out of his back to lift her up in bridal style after he blew off the fire.

“It may all depend on the questions you’ll ask me. And I’d like to remind you that I can always kill you.”

She smiled, leaving a peck on his cheeks that made him pull away as he started to step into the forest, tentacles retracing, except the ones holding her up, his body heating up to don’t make her freeze.

“You won’t. We have some things to discuss and I think it could take a while, maybe when I’m not covered in your cum and in a nicer place.”

Haechan laughed, looking at her face, the usual teasing smirk barely curling her lips, and her eyes still looking at him with the same shine even if he could clearly tell that she was tired and was barely holding up. It would’ve been a miracle if she didn’t fall asleep in his hold on the way back.

“You are so weird. Are all humans like this?”

She smiled, snuggling closer to his chest, feeling his heart beating in his chest, “Only the best.”

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Happy Saturday; a couple of short replies today.

Anonymous asked:

I sound dumb but on kofi I noticed that some of your drawings were labeled Fellow and Mob and there was one on Bluesky for Epel and Mob. Who or what or when is Mob? Is this the dude from Scott Pilgrim?

You are not dumb, Anon! No worries.

“Mob” is basically the same as “just random faceless guy/girl”. Here is a definition from this site:

In Japanese, モブ (short for モブキャラクター) refers to a character who plays a minor role in anime/manga/games.

Dorm students from TWST (the ones that aren’t our main characters) are technically all Mob, like Scarabia student B, Heartslabyul student A, etc. This term is also frequently used in doujins when a character is being paired with some rando, i.e. some pervy old man or just some faceless student. In case with Fellow and Epel it was a pervy old man...

But now I can’t stop thinking about Mobile sleeping around lol

Anonymous asked:

ryu i just wanted to let you know that your aot art still lives rent free in my mind specially the ereri ones you were such a visionary omg !!!! but your new drawings are just as beautiful <3

Oh my god, Ereri!

Thank you so much for your kindness, Anon! Hearing that it such a blast from the past, I can’t believe it’s been 3 years already… I am very excited to apply everything I’ve learned over these years art-wise to more Ereri stuff in the future (whenever it’ll be). So it’s great to hear that there are people who still remember us and our content with these two <3

I am very happy you like my new stuff as well, it means a lot!

Anonymous asked:

Was at a con last weekend and you were like every person's at the twst meetup favorite artist I'm not even kidding

No way… 😭 This is incredibly sweet, thank you very much!

In all honesty though, it really is very surprising, but amazing nonetheless. I am very happy to hear that. It’s hard to even imagine that I exist... irl? In other people’s lives? Idk how to put it.

Thank you for sharing, and I hope you (and everyone else) enjoyed the con.

Anonymous asked:

I wish I had an Idia dakimakura. No question just wanted to share my woes. I need to squeeze the life out of him :(

Honestly, I think a lot of lives would have been improved with an Idia dakimakura… He is very squeezable :”(

Anonymous asked:

I've been having the most intense Lilia/Idia thoughts lately and I just wanted to share them if you're interested.

Cause Idia and Lilia are gaming buddies, yeah?

And I just can't stop thinking about how if they were playing a game with comms, there could be other people there or not but having other people there makes it more fun, and Lilia just messing with Idia so hard.

Just saying the dirtiest stuff and Idia's on the other side of the comms blowing a fuse from all the stuff Lilia's saying.

And if there was people there and they heard that, then Idia would have to deal with the questions later and he'd blow a fuse again just out of embarrassment.

Maybe that's a strange thought to have, but I just wanted to share it cause why not?

LOL poor random people who have to play with these two fuckers! On the other hand, it’s probably very entertaining to listen to them lol

It’s also funny that Crimson Muscle seems to have kind of strict and mature, yet unexpectedly playful vibe, so the image in Idia’s head is very specific. But once they learn each other’s identity… maybe Lilia would start acting like his gremlin self more. He really could make Idia blow a fuse if he wanted to…

No matter what happens, people around them are going to think they’re dating lol

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DIABOLIK LOVERS CHAOS LINEAGE Animate Tokuten Drama CD “Diabolik ★ Negligent Lifestyle ~ The Eldest Son’s Depression ~”

Original title:「ディアヴォリック★自堕落生活～長男の憂鬱～」

Source: Diabolik Lovers Chaos lineage Animate Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Takahiro Sakurai & Tomoaki Maeno

Translator’s note: ‘The eldest son’s depression’ is a very accurate way to describe this CD because it’s basically half an hour of Ruki suffering which leads to his eventual mental breakdown, haha. If there’s anything I learnt from tokuten CDs over the course of the past two years, it’s that if you’re a ‘serious’ person by nature - for example Reiji and Ruki - then there’s a 99.9% chance that you’ll get the short end of the stick. :p These boys suffer so much because the other boys are just pulling random shit.

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Ruki: ( My coffee break after finishing all daily tasks around the house. While enjoying the deep fragrance of the coffee beans, I browse through one of the philosophy books I have been reading these past couple of days. To me, it is moments like these which spark the most joy. Today in particular, my younger brothers left early in the morning, so it is nice and quiet in the house. While feeling just a tinge of loneliness, I decided to enjoy this rare moment of free time to the fullest. )

*Cling*

Ruki: …Haah.

*Cling*

*Flip*

*Caw caw caw*

Ruki: …Hm? There seems to be a lot of commotion going on outside? Somehow I have a bad feeling about this. Let’s hope I’m simply imagining it.

Ruki gets up from his seat and heads outside.

*Clunk*

*Creaaaak*

*Thud*

Ruki: …Hm? What is that large shadow?

He approaches.

Shuu: Zzー … Nn…

Ruki: Shuu…!? Is he asleep…? I can imagine they would try to use this guy as a decoy, giving Reiji and the others a chance to ambush our manor…However, I do not sense any other presence. I suppose I will simply have to confirm directly.

Ruki draws his weapon and carefully approaches.

Ruki: If you have come to kill me, then let us battle it out fair and square, Shuu!

Shuu: Nn…Hm? …Nnh…Zzー...

Ruki: If you continue to sleep, I will end your life!

Ruki threatens with his sword.

*Woosh*

Shuu: Zzー... Zzー...

Ruki: Could it be…Is he really just sleeping? …Hm. In that case, I suppose killing him would be a rash move on my part. After all, I could think of a million things I would like to ask him. About Reiji’s tactics, as well as what his other siblings have planned. I suppose I have no other choice. I’ll carry him to the living room for now.

*TIMESKIP*

*Ding・dong・ding・dong*

Shuu wakes up.

Shuu: Nn…Nnh…Pwaaah…Huh? Where am I…? ーー Hm? Why am I tied up?

Ruki: This is my manor. I tied a rope around you so you would not be able to cause any harm. …Shuu, there is something I would like to ask you. Why were you sleeping by our doorstep? Did Reiji send you here?

Shuu: I got sleepy while out on a walk, that’s all. What are you going on about?

Ruki: Hah! This smells like something Reiji set up. I suppose you won’t spill the beans so easily, huh? However, we have all the time. You shall tell me everything you know.

Shuu: I don’t know anything at all. Could you please listen to me?

Ruki: I don’t believe you. From Reiji’s plans to what we can expect from your other brothers…The information you have will surely prove to be useful to us in our future fights.

Shuu: Gotcha. I mean, I’m not gonna run away so do as you please, I guess? For now…Pwaah…I can’t be bothered telling you all of that, so I’m gonna go for a nap instead.

Ruki: Do you…realize that this is enemy territory?

Shuu: I’m aware. So what? You’re the only one here right now, aren’t you? So I have nothing to worry about. I can make quick work of just one person.

Ruki: …!? Excuse me!? Are you trying to insult me!?

Ruki gets up from his seat.

*Ding・dong*

Shuu: …Someone’s at the door. Shouldn’t you go let them in?

Ruki: Unfortunately for you, we are not expecting any visitors. It could all be part of Reiji’s plan in an attempt to rescue you now that you have been imprisoned.

Shuu: You think so…? I can’t imagine that guy would try to save me.

*Ding・dong・ Ding・dong・ Ding・dong*

Ruki: …!?

Shuu: You’re not gonna answer the door? It’s pretty clear by your expression that you’re dying to know who’s ringing the bell.

Ruki: Tsk…You better not try to remove the rope while I’m gone. You do realize what will happen to you the second you try to escape, correct?

Shuu: Pwaah…God, do you ever shut up? Didn’t I tell you earlier that I have no intentions to run? Zzー... Zzー...

*Ding・dong・ Ding・dong・ Ding・dong*

Ruki: Haah…The one time I get a free day…

Ruki heads towards the entrance hall to open the door.

Ruki: Who is it?

Kino: Hey there, Ruki! Geez, a little late, huh? I thought nobody was home for a second because it took forever for you to answer the door!

Ruki: …!? Kino…! …Tsk! So it was all part of Reiji’s plan after all!

Ruki attacks but Kino manages to dodge just in time.

*Rustle*

*Thud*

Kino: Woah there! …God! That was close! What are you doing all of a sudden!?

Ruki: You are here to save Shuu on behalf of Reiji, are you not!? Just so you know, I will not give up the prisoner that easily.

Kino: Eh? What are you going on about? …So Shuu’s over at your place as well right now?

Ruki: Huh? So you don’t know anything…?

Kino: What am I supposed to know? I’m just here to pick up something I forgot at your place. Let’s just say I accidentally left my smartphone behind when infiltrating the building yesterday.

Ruki: Wha…!? Infiltrate!?

Kino: Oh well, who cares about the small details? Anyway, I’m letting myself in, okay?

Kino walks inside.

Ruki: …!? Wait!

Kino: I’ll leave as soon as I get what I came for, so relax. Let’s see…Where’s my phone…?

He starts walking around.

Kino: Hmー The bathroom? This is not the place I’m looking for.

*Thud*

Kino: Um…Not here either.

*Thud*

Kino: Hmー Here, maybe?

*Thud*

Kino: Wrong again!? Hmm~ I guess this absolute mess of a room must belong to Ayato? Which means…

*Thud*

Kino: Haha~! I guess this would be Shin’s room? Heeh…Shin’s more of a cleanfreak than I expected.

Ruki: Oi! Don’t go around looking inside our private rooms without permission! Do you have a death wish!?

Kino: I mean, you’ve got a target on my back either way, don’t you? In which case I don’t see why I would need to be extra careful about everything I do.

Kino continues looking around.

Kino: …There we go, finally found it. So here’s the living room. With a house as big as this one, it’s so easy to get lost, don’t you think?

Ruki: ーー Oi! That’s where he…!

They both enter the living room.

*Creaak*

Kino: Let’s seeー My smartphone…My smartphone…Wait, huh? Shuu! You’ve actually been taken captive!

Shuu: …Hm? Perfect timing. Could you undo this rope?

Kino: I mean, sure. But you better thank me later, okay?

Kino removes the rope.

Kino: There we go!

Ruki: Kuh…Stop that at once!

Shuu: Oh please, just pipe down already, will you?

Ruki: It being two against one puts me at a disadvantage, but I suppose I have no other choice. I shall take both of you at once!

Ruki draws his weapon again.

Kino: Haah!? I didn’t come here to fight today, you know…I told you that I only came to get my smartphone, right?

*Rustle rustle*

Kino: …Got it! Anyway, I’m kinda tired so I’ll head home now.

Shuu: Me too. The noise here is driving me crazy.

They head towards the door.

Ruki: Wait. I will not let you leave. Either you fight me and die, or you will become prisoners to lure out Reiji…Now choose your fate.

Kino: Haah…!? (mumbles) Hey, what are we gonna do now, Shuu? You’re the older brother of us two, so do something about it!

Shuu: Don’t ask me.

Ruki: I hate to break it to you, but coming up with a plan won’t get you anywhere.

Kino: We’re not! …I’m really not in the mood to fight right now, you see? Reiji nagged me about my bedhead first thing in the morning today, I’m honestly exhausted.

Shuu: I’d rather not bother with something as troublesome as fighting either.

Ruki: In that case, you’ll behave and become my prisoners? No complaints there?

Shuu: Sure? But don’t tie me up again, okay?

Kino: Hmー I can live with that. We’ll let ourselves be captured, but at least give us that freedom, okay?

Ruki: I suppose I have no other choice but to agree with your wishes in that regard.

Kino: Okay, that’s settled! Well then…

Kino plops down on the couch.

*Rustle*

Kino: I’ll be over here playing on my phone.

*Beep beep*

Shuu: I suppose I’ll go for another nap…

Shuu lies down.

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: I shall get back to reading theー …Wait, hold up! You agreed to becoming prisoners earlier, remember!? So what’s with that leisurely attitude!?

Shuu: Zzー... Zzー...

Ruki: Ahem! You agreed to becoming my prisoners earlier, did you not?

Kino: Hmー Did we? I don’t remember. Anyway, I’m kind of in the middle of something right now, so can we talk later?

Shuu: Zzー... Zzー...

Ruki: Haah…Hah!

*Rustle*

Kino: Uwah…!?

Shuu: …!?

Ruki: Rule number two of this household! All members should participate in household chores such as cleaning and cooking whenever possible! When in Rome, do as the Romans do! Now that you have officially become my prisoners, you two will also have to follow the rules of this family! Well then, we will be starting with the laundry!

Kino: Haah…!? What are you saying?

Shuu: Haah…Too much trouble. Why would I ever…?

*Rustle*

Kino: …Hey! That hurts! Don’t tug me…!

Ruki: There are only so many hours of sunshine per day. We have no time to waste on idle chit-chat.

Kino: Haah!? You’re seriously a pain in the ass! (mumbles) …Oi, Shuu! Why did we agree to this!? Now we’re in deep shit!

Shuu: Don’t ask me. It’s not my fault. I didn’t think this would happen.

*TIMESKIP*

Kino: Um…Now I just have to put some laundry detergent in here…There.

Ruki: Wrong! Everyone knows that you first have to measure out the amount with the bottle’s cap before putting it in! Don’t be so wasteful!

Kino: How am I supposed to know that!? I’ve always left all of the household chores up to Reiji after all. If all you can do is complain, why not do it yourself!?

Ruki: Then what’s the point in keeping you as my prisoners? Furthermore, everything you need to know about the laundry detergent is written down in the house rulebook which I handed you earlier. I told you to properly read through it, did I not?

ーー Shuu, please read to him the part on the laundry detergent found on page 12.

Shuu: Haah…Why me?

*Flip flip*

Shuu: ‘Rule 8.2: When using laundry detergent, one must use the bottle cap to measure the right amount at all times. One may not go over this set amount by even 0.1 milliliter.’

Ruki: Yes, exactly! Have you ever heard of the saying: ‘many a little makes a mickle?’ Our family is always very mindful about saving money, that is exactly whyーー

Kino: Aaah…I’ve had enough! I can’t keep up with this. I’m passing! Shuu can do this one.

Shuu: Once again, why are these tasks being pushed onto me? Weren’t you the one who said we would help out? I won’t do them.

Kino: Eeh~? But I personally believe that only idiots work themselves. Besides, I like making other people do the dirty work for me, so do it!

Shuu: Nope. I don’t want to bother with labor either.

Ruki: Heh. That truly sounds like something a bunch of NEETs would say. You losers.

Shuu: I mean, if that means I can have an easy life, sure. …Anyway, I’m sure you could have figured that making us do household chores wouldn’t end well?

Ruki: A lot of my younger brothers aren’t natural-born housekeepers either, yet we have continued to help each other where we can. As captives, you should at least put in a minimum amount of effort!

Shuu: I don’t think that way. Besides, I don’t like getting scolded. Hence, I’m stepping down. You can do the rest.

Kino: I’m throwing in the towel as well. I thought it’d be a fine way to kill some time, but I’m already tired of it.

The two of them walk away.

Ruki: …Wait! I shall not let you get away!

Shuu: We get that we’re supposed to be imprisoned. So we’re simply returning to the living room, that’s all.

Kino: Exactly! Rest assured! …We don’t know the secrets to our Family, but I guess I wouldn’t mind informing you about Reiji’s weaknesses later on.

Ruki: Reiji’s weak points, you say…!?

Kino: Yup! You’re curious about those, aren’t you? That being said, we’re leaving the rest up to you. Good luck!

They leave the laundry room.

Ruki: Che…This is exactly why lazy people grind my gears! I wasted precious time on them for nothing. Damnit!

*TIMESKIP*

Kino is playing one of his games again.

Kino: Hmー I guess there’s no way to connect to the wi-fi here.

*Ding・dong ・ding・dong*

Kino: Oh? Is it already this late? Hey, Shuu…Do you think Ruki is still doing the laundry?

He gets no response.

Kino: Hey…! Shuu! Shuu…!!

*Rustle rustle*

Shuu: Ugh…Shut up…What do you want?

Kino: Once again, I asked when Ruki will come back.

Shuu: How am I supposed to know? If you’re that curious, why not go take a look yourself?

Kino: No way! Then he’ll force me to work again, won’t he? ーー Actually, pwaah…I’m bored. Play with me.

Shuu: I refuse. I don’t see why I would need to entertain you.

Kino: You’re really not the most sociable guy around, huh?

Kino gets up from the couch.

Kino: Oh well, whatever. Is there anything around which I can play with…?

*Thud*

Kino: …Oh! Could this be Ruki’s favorite book?

*Flip flip*

Kino: Uwah…! It’s all words and no pictures, how boring. I guess he became such a hardhead from reading this stuff all the time?

Ruki enters the room.

Ruki: My bad for being a ‘hard-headed Vampire’.

Kino: Oh geez, I was just joking…~ …Anyway, you took forever. When will dinner be served?

Ruki: Hah?

Kino: Like I said, I want to know when we’ll get some food. Don’t tell me you guys are so poor, you can’t even afford daily meals?

Ruki: Of course not. …However, those who do not work, do not get to eat. There is no food for you two.

Shuu: Hmm~? You’re just as stingy as one would expect.

Ruki: …! S-Stingy? …Damnit…Fine. In that case, I’ll heat up some of the leftover soup we had for dinner last night. That’ll do, right?

Shuu: A rare steak.

Ruki: Steak…!?

Shuu: Grade A5 wagyu beef. I won’t eat anything else.

Ruki: Do not be ridiculous! Beef!? And a top quality cut on top of that!? Do you truly believe that you are worthy of such a dish!?

Shuu: Yeah?

Kino: Ahaha! Shuu, you say the funniest things at times.

Ruki: Che…I cannot believe you would go as far as to demand such food after refusing to work. I understand why Reiji calls you a ‘good-for-nothing’ now.

Kino: Hey, Ruki. I’d like a steak too. …Oh, also guava juice made from 100% real fruit, please~ …Ah! Don’t mix it with other ingredients like bananas, okay? Alsoーー

Ruki: Hah! Ridiculous. I fail to see why I should listen to any of your selfish demands.

Kino: Oh~? I thought you wanted to know Reiji’s weakness?

Ruki: …! …Ugh…Che…Kuh! I’m making an exception just this once, okay? Furthermore, do not try anything funny. Do you understand?

Kino: Yeah, yeah, all clear. Well then, Ruki, off you go~!

*TIMESKIP*

*Thud*

Ruki: Haah…It took me quite some time to find a guava. …I suppose it is about time I rearrange our food storage.

*Rustle*

Ruki: I suppose the steak I took out of the freezer earlier should have thawed by now. I better hurry back and prepare it for them. Haah…How did this happen? They have been less useful to me as prisoners than I anticipated. I need to hurry up and find out about Reiji’s weakness…then kill them, I suppose?

*BOOM*

Ruki: …!? What was that sound just now!? I believe it came from the first floor but…Could it be…!?

Ruki rushes to the first floor.

*THUD*

Ruki: Ugh…! Oi, you two! What are you doing!?

Shuu: Can’t you tell?

Kino: We found the steak, so we figured we’d get to cooking. Ahー About the explosion from earlier…Well…Yeah…You know, we went around pressing some random buttons and then something went boom?

Ruki: Explosion!?

Kino: So yeah…There might be this slight ー No, relatively big hole in the wall now.

Shuu: Just so you know, this isn’t our fault. You shouldn’t have taken forever to gather all the ingredients.

Ruki: …

Kino: Ah, Shuu! The meat! It’ll overcook!

Shuu: Hm? Ah…You’re right.

Shuu takes the meat off the fire.

Ruki: You have to be kidding me…This crosses the line…I’ve had enough! You blow a hole in my kitchen wall and go around acting like you’re king of the world! Also what’s with the AC running on full power!? …Huh? It’s set to 18 degrees…!? The AC should be on 28 grades at all times!

Ruki adjusts the AC.

Kino: Ah! What are you doing!?

Ruki: Furthermore, don’t use the teppanyaki plate here! It’ll cause a power outage!

*Rustle*

Shuu: …!? Oi…! Don’t touch my meat!

Ruki: Che…! Move! You’re in my way!

Shuu: And you are in mine. If you turn off the power right now, it’ll ruin the meat.

Kino: Haah…I’ve worked up a sweat from you yelling at us. Better turn on the AC and the fan.

Kino starts messing with the AC again.

Ruki: …!? Did I not tell you to wait! Don’t just do as you please…!

*BZZZT BZZZT*

Ruki: …!?

*CRASH*

*BOOM*

Ruki: …M-My…My manor…What did I do…to deserve this…?

Shuu: Aah. It really improved the ventilation of this place.

Kino: Ah…B-But…It’s not my fault, okay?

*Rustle*

Shuu: Guess we should head home now.

Kino: Y-Yeah! Good idea! I’m kind of sick of being a prisoner.

*Rustle*

Kino: …Uwah!?

Ruki: Where…do you think you’re going…?

Kino: W-What do you mean? Home?

Ruki: And who gave you permission to do so? Not only are you my prisoners…There is something you have to take responsibility for, no?

Kino: Eh? Did I do something bad?

Shuu: You’re the one who made us do the things we did, remember? In other words, we’re not to blame.

Ruki: …! …However…All of this happened because you two came here, did it not? Don’t get ahead of yourself because I’ve gone easy on you so far! Hah!

*Rustle*

Kino: Wah!

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: You can start by fixing all damage dealt to the living room and kitchen. And once you’re done with that, you will clean the bathtub and the toilet as well as clean the windows!

Kino: One second! You can’t expect a homebody such as myself to do physical labor like that! Have you lost your mind!?

Shuu: Cut it out…I’m not doing any of that. …Ah, right. You want to know Reiji’s weak spot, don’t you? I’ll tell you that right now soーー

Ruki: You can tell me in full detail after you’ve repaired my manor. As long as you stay here, my word is law. Haah…Come on…Let’s go…Ugh…

Shuu: Haah…This sucks…I guess there’s really no place like home, huh?

Kino: Noo~! I don’t want to work…~~! Let me go! Oh come on! Ah, god…! I hate you Rukiiiiiiーー!!

ーー THE END ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #shuu sakamaki #ruki mukami #kino #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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rainbowdolphinrealm · 9 months

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Last But Not Least Part 2

Thank you to everyone that left me likes and comments on Part 1. I don't know if I'm just not good at writing this pairing or what. Maybe I'm trying to rush it too much. Honestly, I do better with family fics and I'm trying to get to that "good stuff" for all our couples. This is primarily an Elucien submission with references to Feysand, Nessian, and Azris. Thanks in advance for reading and please feel free to leave feedback!

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Elain was enjoying herself immensely on her outing in the city with Lucien. He had returned in 45 minutes, just as promised. He was dressed casually, but more put together than how he’d arrived at the River House initially. His forest green trousers and matching coat were like deep green of summer, just before the leaves started to turn. It was a beautiful contrast to his red hair that he still had pulled half back by a leather thong.

As they wandered aimlessly through Velaris, they clearly didn’t have a destination in mind. They were just walking and talking. She learned that he liked to read history. She asked him questions about the type of history he studied, and he explained how he was learning more about human history since living with Queen Vassa and Jurian. He said he wanted to understand more about the culture she’d been raised in.

She told him about all the things she’d discovered since becoming Fae. He seemed to find her analysis of things like food and drinks and animals amusing because he chuckled often. He also promised to show her other new things if she was interested. As an emissary he’d been to all of the courts and knew about many of their particular wonders. He also knew where their best gardens were located.

As they sat in a small café, finishing a delightful lunch of sandwiches and fresh salads, they watched as the people of Velaris passed by.

“I still can’t get over how normal life is here,” Lucien said with a shake of his head. “They weren’t untouched by the war, but they’re so resilient, you’d almost never know.”

“Maybe that’s why Feyre does so well here,” Elain suggested. “She’s resilient.”

Lucien nodded. “Then no wonder you’re doing so well here too.”

Elain blushed and looked at the napkin in her lap. “I feel better today than I have in awhile,” she confessed.

“I’m glad,” he said. “I only want to bring you happiness.”

“What about you?” she asked. “What would make you happy?”

Lucien was quiet for a moment which surprised Elain. She half expected him to proclaim being in her presence was all he needed to be happy. But instead he said, “I’d be happy to have everyone that matters to me find peace and a purpose that fulfills them.”

Elain blinked, processing that answer. “Your happiness is truly tied to others,” she said. “It’s so selfless.”

“Well not quite,” Lucien admitted with a soft chuckle. “It’s all in an effort to have peace of mind.”

Elain laughed lightly and then they paused in their discussion as a little family of fairies passed by, a little boy holding each of his parents by the hand, face lit up like it was the best day of his life. Elain couldn’t help but smile at that image. Just like with Feyre and Nyx earlier that morning, though, she was struck by a chord of longing.

“You’d like to have that one day?” Lucien said softly, nodding to the family.

Elain looked at her napkin again, self-conscious that he could detect things like that down the bond. “Yes,” she answered softly before looking up at him.

He smiled at her. “I’m glad we’re on the same page about that.”

“Do you have any experience being around children?” she asked, still curious about what kind of father Lucien would be.

Lucien shook his head. “Honestly, no. There aren’t many children in the Spring Court, and I was the youngest in my family.”

Elain nodded, listening.

“But I’d like to try. I have to believe that I can,” and then he stopped himself short.

“Can what?” Elain prodded gently.

Lucien shook his head. “It’s been such a nice day. I don’t want to spoil it.”

Elain frowned. “You won’t,” she promised and then, without thinking about it, she reached across the table and laid a hand on Lucien’s. “I understand if you don’t feel like talking about your family in general, but you don’t need to shield me from it.”

“I feel like I want to protect you from the ugliness that is the Autumn Court,” he told her.

“You really don’t have to,” she said. “Even as your friend I want to support you in navigating that part of your life. You don’t – I mean I don’t want you to hide it. Heck, we’ve subjected you to Nesta,” she said with a little dry humor.

Lucien let himself laugh as he turned his hand over just enough to gently clasp her fingers. “She’s got enough fire in her to rival any of the females of the Autumn Court.”

“Maybe we’d better hope for a boy then,” Elain suggested with a broad smile of her own. “Between both our backgrounds, we might end up with a spitfire of a little girl.”

Lucien shrugged. “There are worse things.”

They locked eyes for a long moment before Elain smiled nervously and gently took her hand back.

Lucien cleared his throat, also seeming a bit nervous and motioned to the café hostess that they were ready to pay.

As they resumed their walk through the city, Elain reached down and took Lucien’s hand in her own. He looked down at their hands and then to her face in surprise. She smiled at him. “I think we can skip ahead a little,” she said softly. “You’ve proven yourself to be respectful and patient with me. I’ve already made you wait so long.”

“That doesn’t mean that we have to skip ahead,” Lucien assured her. “We’re fae. We have all the time in the world.”

Elain had to smile at that. “I’m comfortable with this, though. I promise.”

Lucien seemed to read her for a moment and then nodded. He brought her hand up to his lips and gave it a firm kiss on the back. “Now,” he said with a sigh as they continue to walk, “What else can I tell you about myself?

Elain smiled. “Are you a morning person or a night owl?”

“Ooh! Good question,” he replied. “I’m definitely a night owl. I can be up early if I need to, but I prefer to work late than get an early start. You?”

“I’m afraid I’m more of a morning person,” she confessed apologetically.

Lucien shook his head. “Maybe that works out for the better,” he said. “When we have a little one, I mean. I can handle late nights and you can handle the early mornings. I’ve heard babies tend to be around the clock little creatures.”

Elain laughed. “If Nyx is any indication, yes,” she agreed. “I wasn’t sure if Fae babies were going to be any different than human babies.”

“And?” he asked, clearly curious about a verdict.

“They seem the same,” she said. “Feyre said that fairy children mature more slowly though?”

Lucien shook his head. “Some species of fairies do,” he explained. “The High Fae mature like humans, though.”

Elain frowned. “I had hoped that maybe being Fae meant I would get to have little ones a bit longer.”

“Well technically you can,” Lucien assured her. “You’ll be healthy and young enough to bear children far longer than you would as a human so you’ll be able to have more, if you want, but you won’t have to have them all at once. There are decades between my eldest brother, Eris, and myself.”

Elain hadn’t thought of it that way. There was a certain appeal to the flexibility of raising a family like that.

They fell into a companionable quiet for a few minutes until they passed a jewelry store and Elain found herself drawn to the front display window.

“What kind of jewelry do you like?” Lucien asked quietly in her ear.

She looked back at him with a wry smile. “I’m not going to tell you that right now.”

He feigned offense. “Why not?”

“Because these are plenty for the time being,” she said, touching the pearls at her ears.

Lucien pursed his lips. “They’re old news. I’ll need something to give you in a few days.”

Elain frowned in confusion. “You will?”

“The Autumn Equinox is coming and in my court, it’s a gift-giving occasion,” he explained.

“Oh!” she replied in surprise. “I had no idea. I was merely thinking that it was a festival to celebrate the harvest and drink warm things like cider and mulled wine.”

Lucien laughed lightly. “Well that too,” he agreed. “But just as we give thanks for the gifts the Mother provided through the year, such as crops and good weather, we honor her by giving gifts as well.”

“That’s a nice way of thinking about it,” Elain replied with a smile.

Lucien nodded slightly. “So my question stands. What kind of jewelry do you like?”

“Absolutely not,” Elain replied with a smile. “You can get me something more reasonable, if you really feel compelled to get a gift.” At the same time she was beginning to wrack her brain for something she could get for him. She’d neglected him the last two solstices. It needed to be very special.

Lucien sighed dramatically. “Alright. You’re forcing me to guess and I might guess wrong,” he threatened in a teasing sort of way.

“You did just fine last time,” she told him with a smile and looped her arm in his before guiding him away from the window.

They were on their way back to the River House when Cassian suddenly landed in front of them. “Lucien, you should hurry. It’s your mother.”

Elain felt him tense beside her and he let go of her arm. She grasped him by the hand, though, instinctively wanting to maintain contact with him.”

“What’s happened?” Lucien demanded urgently.

“Eris brought her to us,” Cassian explained. “She’s in bad shape. Feyre is doing what she can, but Az has gone to get Madja.”

Lucien looked to Elain and then across the river towards the house. He was clearly pained at the decision before him. Elain didn’t think twice, though, and made the decision for him. “Go, Lucien,” she said, finally releasing his hand. “I’ll be right behind you.”

“I’ll fly her back to the house myself,” Cassian promised.

Lucien nodded, stooped to kiss Elain on the cheek, and then winnowed away.

Cassian turned to Elain. His look of worry momentarily replaced by curiosity. “You two seem a lot friendlier than the last time I saw you together.”

“We are,” Elain answered simply. She realized that she’d moved quite a bit further along down the affection spectrum in just one day. Maybe she’d been on the cusp of accepting Lucien before and spending some time together was making the bond stronger, easier to obey. Regardless, she had a feeling that she needed to get to the River House as quickly as possible.

“Ready?” Cassian asked as he took a step closer to her.

She nodded and let him lift her into his arms before taking off into the sky. Cassian flew them directly to the River House and landed on the front steps. They hurried inside and found the doors to the sitting room closed. In the hall, Nesta was bouncing Nyx in her arms as he cried.

“I don’t know if he can sense all the angst in this house, but he’s absolutely inconsolable,” she said over the crying baby.

“What’s happened?” Elain asked urgently.

“Beron,” Nesta answered simply. “Eris just said Beron was to blame. He’s in there with them.”

Elain turned and looked at the closed doors.

“C’mere, little guy,” Cassian said as he gently lifted the baby out of Nesta’s arms. “Give your aunt a break.”

“Thanks,” Nesta replied gratefully. She walked over and put an arm around Elain’s waist. “How was it going?”

Elain nodded. “We were having a good time,” she said quietly.

Suddenly the doors opened and Feyre, Rhys, Eris, and Madja emerged.

Eris looked murderous. “Rhys,” he said simply.

“Tell me what you want us to do,” Rhys replied solemnly as Feyre took Nyx from Cassian. “Agreement or no, this can’t be allowed to stand. Not in the Prythian we’re trying to build.”

Eris scrubbed at this face. “I’d like to say that my personal armies, along with my brothers', are enough. I just . . . I need to know you’ll support me in case disposing of my father turns into a civil war in Autumn. I don’t want the entire court to fall into chaos.”

Rhys nodded. “We’ve got your back,” he promised.

Azriel walked out of the shadows stone-faced. “He’s fortifying the Forest House against an attack,” he reported.

Eris nodded. “I expected as much.”

“I’m going with you,” Azriel said firmly, making it abundantly clear that he wasn’t up for debating the issue, with Rhys or with Eris.

Eris looked like he wanted to argue but then a look of gratitude washed over his face and he merely nodded. He reached out a hand to Azriel who took it and squeezed. Elain had almost forgotten that the two of them were mates. They had been keeping it a secret from everyone but the Court of Dreams’ inner circle and one of Eris’ loyal brothers. Beron would have had Eris and Azriel murdered, or at least tried. To keep the peace in Autumn, Eris had decided secrecy was best for the time being.

“He won’t get away with this,” Azriel promised.

“Cassian, get a legion ready and start heading south,” Rhys ordered in his High Lord tone of voice.

Cassian nodded, kissed Nesta on the cheek, and then headed out the front door. Elain was surprised that Nesta wasn’t running after him, insisting the Valkyries be included. She didn’t spend much time dwelling on that, though, her eyes drawn back to those closed double doors into the sitting room.

After several long minutes, the door opened a crack. Eris rushed for it and went in urgently, closing it behind him.

Elain stood next to Azriel as they both waited.

Unfortunately it was a short vigil. The door opened again and Eris stormed out. “Let’s go,” he said to Azriel in a low, deadly voice.

Azriel gave Elain’s hand a quick squeeze before he joined Eris and they winnowed out.

Lucien was moving much more slowly, staring at the ground. He looked like he was in shock.

Elain would never know exactly what happened in her heart that day. It wasn’t as if she was still waiting for the bond to snap and yet it was like it did, but for real this time. She took one look at Lucien and all she could see was that her mate was in pain and that she felt compelled to comfort him anyway she could. She rushed to him, arms outstretched, and enveloped him in a tight embrace.

Lucien wrapped one arm around her waist, as if he didn’t have the strength for anything more, put his forehead on her shoulder, and wept quietly.

She reached up and caressed his head soothingly as she held him. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered in his hear. “So very sorry.

“He always had a temper,” Lucien said hoarsely. “He always took it out on us to varying degrees. But I never thought . . .” He finally wrapped both arms around Elain and held on tightly.

Elain just stood there, fighting to keep her temper under control. She was so angry at Beron Vanserra for murdering his wife and for making her mate feel like this.

Surprisingly, though, Lucien lifted his head after only a minute or two. Now it was his turn to look murderous. “Did Eris already go?”

“Yes,” Rhys said taking a step forward.

“Lucien you don’t have to . . .” Feyre started gently.

Elain glared daggers at her sister. “If that’s what he wants, he can go too,” Elain snapped. Feyre and Rhys both looked at Elain in shock, but Elain ignored them, and turned back to her mate. “Whatever you need,” she said softly to him.

Lucien looked in her eyes and nodded.

“Just make sure you come home to me.”

He bent his head close to her, gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, and then winnowed out.

Elain turned to see her sister and brother-in-law still staring at her. “How long will something like this take?” she asked Rhys.

He recovered before Feyre and put his hands in his pockets. “It depends,” he said. “Beron is powerful, but I don’t know if he can withstand the combined power of his sons. Then of course is the secondary conflict. Eris and his third brother, Gerod, will be allies, but the remaining brothers might try to fight Eris for power. In that event, this could be come a long, bloody conflict.”

Elain swallowed hard. “So it’ll be Eris, Gerod, and Lucien against the other two?”

Rhys nodded. “Hopefully Finn and Isak will accept Eris as the new High Lord and spare everyone the fight.”

“Alright then,” Elain decided with a firm nod. “Then I’d better get to work.”

Feyre stepped forward and reached out a hand to Elain. “Doing what?”

“Practicing a meal to serve him when he comes home,” she said simply and headed for the kitchen. She had wanted to love her mate. What she hadn’t realized was that she already did. She cared deeply for him because of the bond. But through Feyre’s stories and his own actions of love and respect, she’d actually fallen in love with him. Seeing him heartbroken had somehow made her realize that and she couldn’t think about anything else besides accepting the bond and declaring to all the world that Lucien Vanserra was hers and she was irrevocably his.

#elucien #feysand #nessian #azris #acotar

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cherry-blossomtea · 2 years

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Masterpost of what I think about you based on who you simp for in FFXIV I’m going to try and include as many characters I’ve vibe checked as possible but if yours isn’t here comment them and I’ll give you a custom roast for free. If I forgot someone, please refrain from saying “How could you forget x” I have three different memory disorders okay I did my best 😭

The Scions

Minfilia-You think a woman’s tits can redeem anything bad about her and you’re right.

Lyse-You’re a lesbian with a hard-on for destroying capitalism to the point where your friends ask you to maybe tone it down a little

Papalymo-Ur into dads. Not dilfs. Just dads.

Thancred-You like your men ROGUEISH and BLOODIED and BEATEN and BABYGIRLED

Urianger-You have autism or you are currently in an irl relationship with someone who has autism. Thank you for your service

Y’Shtola-okay little sun. (You enjoy being verbally degraded, so this is for you, a compliment)

Tataru-I love you. You want someone who can cook for you and tease you and who in turn you will shower with affection which is the only currency you have to offer

Estinien-I’m gonna be honest the only thing I can offer here is that you like brooding men who are idiots. Don’t go for a joint bank account.

G’raha-If you like GRAHA then you desire strongly a partner you can cuddle like a stuffed animal if you like THE EXARCH then you are a bottom and you like the dark academia aesthetic

Krile-You need a partner that will fill the emotional void left by your mommy issues

Moenbryda-You have autism but you kin urianger instead of crushing on him. Or ur just really into chicks who can crush you with their thighs and you’re mad that people turned it into a meme

ARR

Kan-E-Senna-I don’t believe you. You’ll have to defend yourself to me in a trial by combat

Merlwyb-Your perfect first date is dying side by side with the person you love as you fight for your lives but you’ll probably end up getting a coffee or something

Nanamo-you are SO into the princess and knight aesthetic thing, you LOVE fairytales so much.

Raubahn-You like men with an “I can fix him” flair but who have already been fixed. You’re also touch starved

Lahabrea-The line between annoyance and attraction is a tightrope you walk every day but by god you’re walking it

Cid-GOD you love himbos it’s not even a “haha I love stupid men” thing to you it’s a REQUIREMENT, the men you date need a HIMBO RESUME

Gaius-Your devotion is impressive. No one can tell you what to do with your life. I think you’re a Jane Austen protagonist.

Nero-SCRUNGLY SKRUNKLY MAN HAG BLORBO HEHEHHEHE EVIL SCIENCE

Heavensward

Haurchefant-I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry. Why don’t you wrap yourself in a blanket and pretend like he’s the one holding you.

Aymeric-Objectively the most stable main character in this godforsaken game, you take your husband material seriously.

Lucia-You’re a lesbian who mains warrior, I shan’t elaborate

Edmont-pathological dilf/gilf enjoyer to the point where you need help and/or jesus

Artoirel-your dream is to become one half of the most powerful power couple to ever power

Emmanellain-You’re gay in a hipster filter flower crowns cavetown kind of way

Ysayle- You were chronically disappointed by stormblood. You say everyone is out of your league but chin up champ, ysayle wanted to fuck a dragon and probably did so you can’t be that bad

Hraesvelgr- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Igeyorhm-What does it matter if a female character is developed, you are horny in the here and now and that’s more important. You probably think femdom is hot too 👀

Stormblood (god help me)

To preface-if any character from stormblood is your simp of choice you automatically get a sticker that says WEEB slapped on your forehead.

Yugiri-I feel like you listen to metal and keep neat pets like tarantulas or snakes. I cannot explain why.

Gosetsu-For want of a proper bushido character you settled on him but then when the Tsuyu plotline happened you genuinely fell in love with him. Kind of a DILF, reblog.

Hien-himbo connoisseur. You own a sword.

Sadu-WOMEN. BIG FAN OF W O M E N. That’s your only personality trait rn but that’s okay, life’s hard.

Zenos-you are a godless degenerate who is unironically into BDSM (it’s okay me too)

Yotsuyu- You know she’s a femme fatale. You know there’s no way that’s going to end well. But you are so allured by her viciousness and tragic backstory what does it matter that you’ll end up dead on the floor. “I can fix her” yeah keep telling yourself that bud.

Fordola-you are genuinely one of the sweetest people in the world and I think you COULD fix her actually.

Asahi-Liar, you’re a fandaniel simp

Shadowbringers

Lyna-you believe drinking your respect women juice is not only an obligation but an honor and you still avert your eyes from the Victoria’s Secret posters in the mall

Kai-Shirr-HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Runar- I feel like I can’t even call you a furry in bad faith. You just love nice men that much. Who cares if he’s a lion.

Feo Ul-Trans. You definitely have an au where the WoL took them up on their offer to become King Titania.

Ran’jit-I…don’t believe you? You’ll have to explain to me why you like him

Ardbert-So soft. So nice. Hnnnn oh yeah we were talking about you. You’re not a himbo enjoyer because you do prefer men who have some brain cells but you DO like em sad and you DO like em muscley

Emet-Selch- He is the character who in the entire game the story tries its hardest to make us simp for. It worked. The only thing I can do is quote another video on this same subject: You are DISEASED.

Elidibus-Someone hits u with the 🥺 and you melt like butter. Your favorite activity is peace and quiet.

Endwalker

Fandaniel-You self-identify as a goblin. You were a theatre kid. You love that he’s sad and insane but you don’t want to fix him. That would ruin the appeal.

Ameliance-“Bro I said I wanted to fuck Ameliance as a joke but bro….I don’t think it’s a joke anymore”

Nidhana-You’re correct. About everything. You’ve never been wrong. You own booty shorts that say “I love women in STEM” on the ass

Vrtra- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Jullus-for you, enemies to lovers isn’t just a trope, it’s a lifestyle

Venat-📸 hmm? Oh sorry that was just me taking a picture of you admitting you desperately crave someone to take care of you. Mommy issues. NEXT!

Hermes-you adamantly differentiate between Hermes and Fandaniel, but at what point must the line be drawn for your “I can fix him” complex to kick in hmm??

Hythlodaeus-You have a praise kink. (You also should come be my friend. We can simp for him together ☺️)

#ffxiv #FFXIV spoilers #I don’t know why I feel so compelled to make these kinds of posts #I think they’re funny I guess

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chidoroki · 1 year

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I recently went back through old tweets of mine on a whim and realized that I read through TPN for the first time four years ago. I debated whether or not I wanted to continue the story, since I enjoyed watching season one blind, but my curious mind was screaming at me to learn more about this world and these characters fighting to survive in it. I thought about it for a while but eventually gave in and started from ch1 on April 2nd. Apparently, I loved it all so much that it only took me three days to catch up to all 129 available chapters at the time.

It was crazy to me back then, as someone who never felt the desire to read manga before, that a series was able to capture my heart so strongly, especially one that was so new to me. As more chapters released, I found myself willingly jump further down into an inescapable TPN hole. I started analyzing anything and everything, from characters to panels, to coming up with predictions or indulging in theories regarding how this wonderful story would end and what could happen to these precious kids I’ve come to love.

Naturally, many other series before and after TPN have caught my attention, but none have got me to hyperfocus on them as much. And not to get all sappy, but my experience in this fandom has sorta changed me a bit? I was always someone who would just watch, take and move on when it came to anime, but now I felt the need to create, chat and share anything I could. From writing out little chapter reviews, to making silly memes and numerous manga/anime edits, and engaging with others on and off this hellsite, I can say for certain that no series has made quite such a large impact on me as TPN did.

Sure, nowadays I may occasionally create something or ramble on about a handful of other series that are in my heart, but TPN still very much lives rent free in my head. So.. I’m gonna do something that I believe is very on-brand for me, which is..

182 Days of TPN

where I’ll share quick thoughts of mine about each chapter (181+epilogue) once per day.

Though the main idea is to talk about the manga, I can’t promise that I won’t mention the anime, since I love to compare the two. I’m also sure there will be moments where I’ll repeat myself from various other posts as well, so y’all will just have to endure it, especially with moments/characters I’m very passionate about. Nonetheless, these will vary in length depending on the chapter and whatever I decide to ramble on about, but let’s get started.

Day 1 - Chapter 1: “Grace Field House”

I said I’ll chat about the manga, yet I’m about to praise the anime for something instead. I’m already failing aahaha.. but the scene in question is where our young trio investigates the gate. Nothing is wrong with it in manga, of course, and naturally I adore Emma’s little imagination bubble with her and the giraffe, but I very much prefer how the anime puts this scene at the very start of the episode rather than the manga having it in the middle of the chapter.

If someone went into this series blind and decided to read the manga first, there could be a slight chance they might not pick up that anything is wrong with this world the kids are living for maybe half the chapter, unless you pay some attention to Emma as she narrates about her life:

“And I’m an orphan. Or so I thought.”

“This orphanage was my home.”

“Everything here was normal to us.”

“This was our ordinary daily life.”

The word choice is subtle, but it works. The thing with the anime, however, is that it (more often than not) leaves out the character’s internal dialogue, as to keep their true thoughts/plans/emotions from us so we can be surprised later.

Sure, the numbers on their necks, the serious nature of the daily tests, and the forbidden fence are all suspicious in their own way, but starting with the gate scene to make us wary of everything from the very beginning was a brilliant move on the anime’s part, as we don’t get to hear Emma’s narration.

I dunno, maybe it’s because I was anime-only first that I prefer the placement of this scene this way? It got me curious about this world and the kid’s situation right away and I knew I had to keep an eye out for any clues as to what might happen in the story. Despite being on guard the whole episode, all the tiny hints still couldn’t prepare me for the big reveal.

Of course leaving the secret to the very end and seeing how much it shook Norman and Emma was necessary, but man, if they showed us our girl being this determined after the terrifying and life changing night she just had, I would’ve fallen in love with her about 90 chapters sooner.

The fear and anxiety we do see from her does carry over into the next chapters/episode, so perhaps seeing her find this resolve would’ve thrown off the whole mood and that’s why it was cut. Though I can’t deny that giving us one final jump scare of Isabella finding Little Bunny left behind was the perfect way to end the episode.

Favorite panel/moment:

There’s so many I’d like to choose, due partly because the chapter itself is twice as long as any other, but I’ll give the first one to Norman since it is the rare occasion that his little hair.. swoop? curl? horn? (what the hell do we call this thing) faces the opposite way.

Ah, if only the anime had this scene instead of just have the duo seemingly run to the gate effortlessly. Knowing that Isabella locks the house up when she leaves would’ve added to the threat that the kids are indeed trapped here, but I understand they didn’t wanna give away too much in order preserve all the shock that came along with us seeing a very un-lively Conny.

#the promised neverland #tpn manga #182daysoftpn #chidoroki used chatter

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inneskeeper-receipts · 1 year

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RE: the necrophilia and beastiality thing;

Necrophilia is a paraphilia that ranges in how it presents and works from individual to individual. For me, it is purely a fantasy, and not something I ever plan on seeking out in real life- one where I am the corpse. I have experienced a lot of sexual, physical, and emotional trauma since I was a young child which has resulted in me developing this paraphilia. Obviously, I wouldn’t be able to actually engage in this kind of necrophilia in real life because if I was for real dead I couldn’t enjoy it, lol.

(aside: I’d recommend reading up on paraphilias and how they really work rather than what you’ve been taught from pop culture, human sexuality and psychology is really interesting!)

It isn’t something that actually bothers me or necessarily hinders me, especially not anymore, unlike the intrusive thoughts which I suffer from OCD, meaning that it’s not disordered. It took me a while to process for sure. Which, by the way, OCD is what I have, not rejection-sensitive dysphoria, but I guess he is going to armchair diagnose me now? That’s... not really necessary, because I was always very open about my mental health struggles with him throughout the duration of our relationship.

Paraphilias, while often taboo, are separate from morality. We are not our thoughts, our compulsions, or our desires; they do not solely define us, nor do they make us “good” or “bad”. They just are. What matters is our behavior, which only you can be accountable for at the end of the day.

I don’t have any proof to say that Innes would intentionally disclose secretive information about himself only through voice calls on purpose so that I would never have any proof of anything he told me or anything he did to me. I want to believe that this is not some intentional thing he did, but there were plenty of highly calculated fucked up things he did to me that took time. But I don’t have a confession or “proof” of this specific thing. I have some screenshots and scraps here and there. It has been a few years, I have been through a lot. Now that drama-stirrers have gotten involved and he’s directly responding to my claims and experiences, I wouldn’t be surprised if he also started dirty deleting from old chats. I wish I’d had the foresight to archive them in some way, but this whole situation is a lot.

all of that preempting aside, if Innes was merely a paraphile, or just had problematic kinks/was into fictional feral, that would be his personal business and I would not bring it up. It’s not our thoughts, it’s our behaviors that matter. If it affects your life/disturbs you (if it is disordered, in other words) then you should be encouraged to seek help for it, but you can’t force someone to it. However, he admitted to engaging in beastiality with real-life dogs over voice chats on Discord, multiple times.

He even talked about wanting to get a dog to be his “partner.” I told him this made me uncomfortable and upset but sometimes I felt like I had no other choice but to humor him on this stuff, because he always found a way to twist things around and make me feel guilty for not being okay with his pro-contact zoophilia. like how he would say that his came from trauma too. the problem isn’t the paraphilia itself but that if you act on it you’re taking advantage of an animal’s trust in you when they can’t possibly consent in real life, and even if you have a paraphilia as a result of a traumatic event that doesn’t really give you a free pass to do things that hurt other living beings.

When it comes to this all I can do is tell my truth and know that the people who believe me will, and they’ll have my back, and that is what matters ultimately. I just am tired of being told to keep quiet about my experiences, I need to be able to talk about this actually. I’m scared, for now, but it’ll get better and I’ll feel better for finally being able to admit to myself and to others that what I went through wasn’t okay.

The screenshotted discussion was being had in a channel explicitly for serious discussions, and I did not and still don’t allow minors into my discord servers. This wasn’t something I had just brought up in a general chat, for no reason. (& it’s also not something I’m terribly secretive about.) We frequently had discussions like that in that chat, but multiple people privately messaged me to tell me that Innes at this specific instance made them uncomfortable, and we changed the subject.

I cropped out the part where I was discussing necrophilia because it just wasn’t relevant, because I’m not fucking real-life corpses unlike how Innes confessed to engaging in real-life beastiality.

Originally, this sideblog was just a dumping grounds for my thoughts on this matter, and I’ve privated/deleted/edited a lot of my posts for a variety of reasons. I don’t remember everything I’ve posted on here all of the time, but nonetheless, I should’ve included a better, more complete and coherent context of the screenshots for the sake of clarity and transparency, and I’m sorry for any confusion or anger I might’ve caused by not doing that.

I went back and edited some posts earlier, and tumblr is finally showing the option to make things unrebloggable (I literally haven’t had it on any of my blogs until like, this morning. webbed site. still don’t have the option on the app.) so I might go and make a bunch of my posts unrebloggable because if people are just going to try and stir drama rather than actually like. engage or listen to me or do anything useful/constructive, I don’t really want any part of it tbh

#inneskeeper #zoo*

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metalandmagi · 3 years

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Winter 2021 Anime Worth Watching!

Since 2020 basically sacrificed itself to give us the most stacked anime season of all time, I’m currently buried under the weight of almost 20 shows airing per week. So for anyone who’s looking for some anime to watch this winter, here’s some first impressions! I’m speed running my list this time by only talking about the new shows...because otherwise this would be my great American novel.

If anyone’s interested, I have master lists for both 2020 anime and 2019 anime, because there’s no shortage of fun things to find.

New Shows!

And before anyone asks, So I’m A Spider, So What? isn’t on here, because CG spiders freak me out.

Cells At Work Code Black: This...less comedic spin off of Cells At Work (made by a different studio) takes the wholesome concept of Osmosis Jones meets cute anime girls and turns it on its head. In this much more depressing version, we follow a rookie red blood cell who works in the body of an overly stressed, alcoholic smoker who puts every strain on the body imaginable. I love Red Blood Cell AA2153 and his co-workers, but man am I glad we get the regular Cells At Work airing this season too, because I need something fun and uplifting after seeing my sweet son go through hell every episode.

*Heaven’s Design Team: Have you ever wondered how God came up with some of the weird ass animals that live on this planet? Like, what’s the deal with giraffes? And why can’t we have dragons and flying horses? Well this is a comedy about the engineers and designers in heaven creating the new animals that are going to inhabit the Earth. That’s it, that’s the show. It’s kind of in the same vein as Cells At Work, having comedy blend with a surprising amount of educational information. If you want something light and funny, this is the show for you (though I don’t think it needs to have full length episodes). I’m just hoping there’s an episode about how the hell the platypus was created. Also it’s the only new one available on Crunchyroll.

Horimiya: A romantic comedy about a girl named Hori who fits the image of a perfect queen bee and a quiet bespectacled boy named Miyamura who never makes an impression at school. When the two meet by chance outside of the classroom, we see that Hori is practically raising a younger brother by herself, and Miyamura is actually a sweet guy who happens to be covered in tattoos and piercings. This show is an exercise in breaking down the images people have of others in their minds, and it’s a concept that really hits home in a fun and meaningful way. Honestly, this has become one of my immediate favorites. The characters have great chemistry, and I can’t wait to see more of them!

Monster Incidents (Kemono Jihen): When big shot Tokyo detective Inugami is called to a rural town to investigate a series of strange animal deaths, he finds a mysterious boy with the nickname Dorotabo who has been shunned by the other children in town. As the detective gets closer to Dorotabo, he discovers that there may be more...inhuman secrets to the boy than he realizes...and Dorotabo discovers that Inugami has some secrets of his own. This is a hard show to sell without spoiling the first episode, but it had twists and turns that kept me engaged from start to finish. I’m really interested to see where the plot goes, because I thought this was going to be something totally different just from the PV and series summary. If it plays its cards right, this could be a great paranormal detective show!

Wonder Egg Priority: A psychological drama about a girl named Ai who starts having dreams about a mysterious egg that promises to give her what she wants most in the world...a true friend. Before long, she begins to see how the dream world and reality are tied together, and trippy antics ensue. It’s hard to say more without spoiling anything, but I had to go back and add this one in because I made the mistake of thinking it was an OVA when it’s actually a full series. And what a series it’s starting out to be. This anime has all the psychological discomfort of a Satoshi Kon product with the beauty and style of something from Kyoani (even though it’s made by Clover Works). It’s really one of those anime you just have to see to understand.

Sk8-∞ (Skate the infinity): An original skateboarding anime from Bones, featuring a typical sports anime protagonist who takes a new transfer student who has never skateboarded in his life under his wing. Together they compete in dangerous races and take the skating community by storm. The character designs rival Appare Ranman’s in outlandish creativity, and I can smell the main characters’ ship dynamic a mile away (considering they’re exactly the same as the protagonists from Robihachi). If you’re looking for some wild and crazy fun with top notch skateboarding animation, don’t skip this!

2.43: Seiin Koukou Danshi Volley-bu (Seiin High School Boys Volleyball Club): Yes, it’s another volleyball anime. And no, it’s not just a clone of Haikyu. This story follows Yuni Kuroba, a physically built but emotionally weak teenager who finds out his childhood friend Hajime is moving back to their hometown for high school. Yuni discovers Hajime has become an exceptional volleyball player and they join their school’s volleyball club hoping to turn the unknown team into a rising star. If anything, this anime is much more like Stars Align or Free, where the sport is a backdrop for letting the characters explore their personal problems. Or at least it seems that way after the first episode. I went into this show ready to throw it in the trash because how could anything compete against my beloved Haikyu, but I found myself really enjoying the dynamics of the main duo and I’m curious to see what the rest of the team is like.

And speaking of sports anime rip-offs…..I can’t believe I’m including this but…

Skate Leading Stars: The show where the animators clearly wanted to design another throw away idol anime but saw how popular Yuri On Ice was so they decided to make whatever the hell this show is instead. It revolves around a fictional team sport called skate leading, and we follow the world’s most insufferable main character, a former figure skater named Kensei who wants to return to the ice and join his school’s skate leading team after he finds out his childhood rival is going to compete in the sport. Look, this show is just trashy enough to get a certain type of audience hooked, and it mainly has to do with the best boy of the winter season, Hayato Sasugai, the aspiring team “coach” who pulled most of us into watching this show with his punk appearance, snide comments and smug personality. He’s basically the lovechild of Izaya Orihara and Shizuo Heiwajima in a high school sports anime setting. The show treats itself with the perfect amount of sincerity to get away with being absolutely ridiculous most of the time without making you feel like you’re watching it from a dumpster...like Try Knights. You will know after one episode whether this show is for you. All I can say is, Hayato is worth the watch, and I haven’t seen any 3D animation used for the skating scenes (yet) so that’s a win for me.

Honorable mention:

Jobless Reincarnation ( Mushoku Tensei): Yet another isekai where the main character is hit by a car (big surprise) and gets reincarnated into a fantasy world...but he happens to remember his previous life and narrates himself growing up as a jaded adult. I’m only including this because it looked amazing animation wise, and I love the opening where getting hit by a car and dying is actually traumatic. And I love the protagonist’s parents (who are retired adventurers who just want to bang all the time). But honestly...the main character is the fucking worst, and I don’t know if I want to keep watching it because of how creepy and weird he is. Like...he’s the hit on your fantasy mom as a baby kind of creepy and weird. But for anyone who wants a cool looking isekai that had an amazing PV, it’s worth checking out.

Continuing Series!

Because the real gold of the season is in all the established anime getting their next seasons, I’m just going to list some of the things that are also amazing and definitely worth checking out if you haven’t already (because I’ve already talked about most of them at some point and don’t know what else to say).

Attack On Titan season 4

The Promised Neverland season 2

Beastars season 2

Log Horizon season 3

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime season 2

Re: Zero season 2 (second cour)

Dr. Stone season 2

Cells at Work season 2

Osomatsu-san season 3 (second cour)

Higurashi New (second cour)

Jujutsu Kaisen (second cour)

Not to mention all the shows I don’t watch that everyone else loves...like World Trigger (which I have seen quite a bit of, but long shounen shows are too much for me now) Quintessential Quintuplets, and Non Non Biyori.

So there’s just some of all the anime airing this season. Hopefully, someone can find something they like. Here’s to a great year...well, of anime at least...

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lostaurorax · 3 years

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from three to five?

pairing | stucky x pregnant!reader

summary | reader finds out she’s pregnant and tells the boys but they all get suprised in the end

warnings | pregnancy and indication of smut

a/n | hi my darlings!!!!! i love stucky with all my heart and wrote this bc i thought it would be super cute! i apologize if their are any mistakes about the pregnancy thing and the ultrasound stuff because quite frankly i know absolutely NOTHING about pregnancy except the basic stuff that everyone knows. anyway i hope you enjoyed this as much as i did writing it!! reblogs and feedback is greatly appreciated <3 feel free to send in requests!!

the minute you found out you were pregnant you couldn’t wait to tell your husbands knowing how happy they would be from countless amounts of times they told you they had wanted to have kids especially with you.

after a romantic dinner that wanda and nat had thoroughly helped you plan you had come back home to the compound eager for your boys to find out the surprise.

as you walked into the living room wanda and nat were sitting their talking

“ah your back! so how was the date!” wanda said when she noticed your presence

“it was great! we’re gonna call it a night. we’ll see you ladies in the morning.” steve said as he grabbed three water bottles from the fridge and waved to the girls

“good to hear! good night..” nat said winking at you when the boys had turned their backs to them confirming it was all set

“god my feet are killing me!” you said as you took your shoes off and continued walking down the hall to your bedroom

“yeah? change out of that dress and me and stevie will run you a bath alright doll?” bucky said placing his hand on your back as steve was twisting the handle on the door

“okay buck” you said smiling knowing that probably wasn’t going to happen

as steve flicked the light switch on his foot steps came to a halt causing bucky to bump into him

“hey wh-” bucky said before realizing why steve had stopped

their was a bunch of blue and pink balloons scattered around the room, two pregnancies tests lying on the bed with a poster board that said ‘barnes-rogers baby coming soon…’ on it

as the boys turned back to look at you to confirm if what they were seeing was a dream or not it was immediately confirmed when they saw the wide smile on your face

“suprise!!”

after neither of them said anything for a minute or two you turned to walk in front of them

“hey is something wrong?” you said as your mind was racing with scenarios in which they weren’t happy that you were pregnant

as you were about to say something else both boys wrapped their arms around you and you swore you’d never felt more safe

“nothings wrong sweetheart nothing at all. it’s just we’ve dreamed of this day for so long and we can’t believe it’s actually happening.” bucky said as you felt a warm tear hit your face from his

“we love you doll so so much, and we can’t wait to raise a baby with you.”

“yeah?” you said pulling away from the hug to look at them with red noses and tear stained eyes

“yeah” they said in sync just admiring you

it didn’t last long until you were all attacking eachother like hungry animals

the next morning you woke up with two super soldiers on top of you one with his hand on your stomach and one with his hand on your boob

you couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight

as you tried slipping from beneath them to start to get ready you were stopped when weight was pressed on too you and multiple pleas were heard

“doll where are you going? it’s too early stay in bed” steve said as he nuzzled his head into your neck

“stevie we have to get ready.” you said stroking his hair through your fingers still a knotted mess from last night

“ready for what?”he said as you felt his eyebrows knit against your neck

“i have a ultrasound appointment scheduled for today.” you said knowing that would wake the both of them up

and it did like two children on christmas morning

“i’ve got breakfast!” bucky said as he kissed you on the cheek and slipped on some joggers to exit the room

“i’ll start getting ready.” steve said as he ran to the bathroom leaving you their giddy at the idea of your boys being this excited for your tiny human that wasn’t even born yet. imagining what they’d be like when it was born.

it took about two hours for you all to be ready and out of the house with a few arguments on why you shouldn’t drive and they should you ended up winning because they had no idea where the doctors office you went to was.

after about a 20 minute drive you had arrived at the doctors office checking in you all sat in the waiting room until your name was called. as you watched bucky and steve’s face all you could see was nervousness in their eyes as they looked around at all the pregnant moms and how different they all looked. some were earlier on in their trimester some were at the very end.

“you okay?” you asked them placing a hand on each of their knees

“hm yeah yeah we’re good! doing fine doll.” bucky said steve nodding in agreement

“alright we’ll their about to call my name so i wanna make sure your alright to head in their…” you said with a grin on your face

“we’re fine just a little nervous!”steve said kissing your cheek

after 5 minutes had past of you and the boys talking about baby names and you repeatedly telling them the baby would not be named ‘buckeve’ which was a name they had made up between a combination of their names your name had finally been called

“y/n?”

in usion your heads all turned to the voice and stood up

“it’s nice to see you all! please follow me!” the nurse said

you followed her to the room and listens to the instructions she gave you

“okay so your doctor is with any other patient right now but he should be too much longer so what i’m gonna have you do is sit tight for a few minutes and he’ll come in and set you up okay?”

with a nod of your head and a smile the nurse left telling all you have to enjoy the rest of your day and that she hopes everything goes well.

a knock on the door had halted your conversation with the boys

“come in!” you said

“we’ll hello y/n! how are you doing?” the doctor with the gray hair and winkled face said as he smiled at you

“hi! i’m doing well thank you! these are my husbands james and steve!” you said motioning to the men on the right of you as they waved

“ah well it’s nice to meet you! are you excited to see your baby for the first time?” he said as he started setting up his equipment

“yes very excited! a little nervous though.” steve said placing his hand on the back of your beck a gesture he would do that made you feel protected

“oh well i promise there’s nothing to be nervous about! everything will be just fine. now y/n can you pull your shirt up so i can place this cream on your stomach?” he said

“yeah of course!” you said lifting your shirt

“alright this is gonna be a litte cold just wanna warn you!” he said as he went to place the cream on your stomach

“oh yeah that’s cold!” you said as he placed the cream all over your stomach

“sorry about that! alright let me get this all set up so we can see your baby!” he said grabbing the wand part of the ultrasound machine

as the doctor got the machine working he explained to you what he was gonna be doing so you could somewhat understand what was going on.

“alright let’s see here! welp that’s your baby their on the screen! your very early on so it’s only the size of maybe a pea now but it’ll definitely grow quickly!” he said as tears filled your eyes and the boys both stared at the screen in awe

“hang on a minute..” the doctor said immediately wiping the look of joy on your face and replacing it with worry

“is something wrong sir?” bucky asked concerned

“no no nothings wrong! i just think i might’ve made a miscalculation that’s all.” he said giving any context

“and that miscalculation would be….” you said impatient

“looks like your having twins! congrats!!” he said with a massive smile on his face showing off his perfectly straight and white teeth

“twins??” bucky said in disbelief while you still couldn’t speak in utter shock and feeling like the happiest woman in the world

“oh my god…we’re gonna have twins!!” you said looking back at bucky and steve as the realization hit you.

“i’ll get these printed out and give you guys a bit of privacy. congratulations you three! these kids are so lucky to have you all.” he said as he walked out

you all sat their in shock and pure joy for what seemed to be forever before a noise was finally heard

you turned back to see bucky trying to wipe the tears falling from his eyes

“oh buck c’mere!” you said with open arms

“i’m sorry doll i’m just so happy. i never in my life would’ve thought anything like this would happen to me. this is the happiest day of my life! you both make me so happy! i just love you so much doll so so much.” he said sobbing into your neck

“i love you more bucky. i’m so proud of you.” you said rubbing his back as you mouthed ‘i’m proud of you too stevie’ to steve and he smiled knowing without you even having to tell him

as the day went on all the boys could talk about was your babies. what their names would be,their genders,how you would dress them,what their nursery would look like, just basically anything and everything.

you just admired the pure admiration on the boys faces as they talked about your children and you couldn’t believe how lucky you were.

#stucky ♡#pregnant!reader x stucky #stucky x pregnant reader #stucky x reader #stucky x you #stucky x y/n #stucky fluff #stucky smut #stucky angst #marvel #marvel fanfiction #marvel masterlist

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hurting-fictional-people · 3 years

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Idk how long ago you posted this (Tumblr needs a time stamp smh), but maybe you do remember the Villain - Hero prompt you wrote, where the villain decided to help the hero after he found out that they're repeatedly abused by the superhero?

Yeah, this one right here.

Without exaggeration, this was the best thing I've ever read in my life. Just found it today, and I cannot stop reading it over and over. It's just *chef's kiss*.

If you ever decide to add a part 3, I am SO ready to see it!!

Anon I am so so sorry that I took so long to answer this 🥺 your ask made my day when I first saw it and then again every time I opened my inbox since, and it means the world to me that you liked those so much 💙

I hope that giving you the continuation you asked for makes up for the long wait (and that you're still around to see it!)... and I promise I'm already thinking of a part four to fix the angst at the end hehe

Also, special thanks to @snowflake4275 who sent me the prompt that gave me the push I needed to finish this <3 (tumblr isn’t letting me tag you :c )

Continued from here

Hero had said that they'd leave whether Villain let them or not. They wouldn't be held captive, no matter how comfortable the cage may be – even if it is better than their own house. And yet, a week later, all they've done is checking to see if the window is locked as well as the door and pretend they didn't notice it isn’t.

They tell themself it is because their wound is not healed yet. Because Villain is a known criminal, it’d be dangerous to risk their anger when Hero is still hurt.

None of the excuses sound any more believable than the truth.

They don’t want to leave.

Meals are delivered every day, filled with taste and variety, nothing like the tasteless though nutritious food they are used to. No one demands anything from them, they don’t have to train until they are a boneless heap on the floor or prove their strength to earn a place. All Hero does is rest – with Villain by their side. The part of them that was raised and taught by Superhero knows that the price for so much kindness will come at some point. The part that sees the way Villain’s eyes flash with anger every time they catch sight of their scars, knows that might not be entirely true.

“What about Tangled?”

Hero frowns at Villain, holds in a grin. “Don’t tell me the grand villain who terrorizes the innocent people of my city spends their free time watching animated princess movies?”

“I don’t think that wreaking havoc on companies big enough to buy the whole city counts as terrorizing the innocent, sweetheart,” Villain rolls their eyes before parting their lips and holding a hand over their heart in mock incredulity. “Also, excuse me but Tangled is the best animated princess movie, thank you very much.”

The smile breaks free despite Hero’s best efforts, and they laugh softly.

Sitting in front of the tv in the wide room Villain’s been keeping them in, Hero leans back on the couch and pulls their legs to their chest, relieved that the closing wound barely hurts when they do. Villain, lounging on the seat next to them, places a cushion under their head and presses play.

They can’t remember the last time they spent time just… enjoying themself. It feels nice, peaceful. But mostly, it feels wrong. Like a thorn underneath their skin, always poking at their heart in a constant, albeit dull ache.

How can they do nothing when there are so many people out there suffering, praying for help that won’t come? How can they call themself a hero if they choose Villain and television over the city they’ve sworn to protect? How disappointed would Superhero be if they saw them now?

It’s a bittersweet kind of pain. The kind that makes them laugh and have fun when Villain is around, only for reality to come crashing down once they are alone and the beautiful lie they are pretending to live in shows its true face.

They are everything Superhero always tried to discipline out of them. Selfish. Self-centered. Weak. A traitor. And every minute they spend here, pretending they couldn’t leave if they wanted to, is just proof of how much they deserved all the pain after all.

Carried by the thought of Superhero’s disappointed frown, their mind travels far, to stern gray walls they were taught to call home. To a cold base with an even colder mentor. Trapped half in the past, half in the present, Hero realizes they haven’t been paying attention to the movie. They stare at the singing girl on the screen, heart hammering, hummingbird’s wings hitting their ribcage in a frantic beat as they sit straighter, hoping not to give away their lack of attention.

When Superhero asks what the movie was about, they won’t know what to answer. Hero zoned out, were bad bad bad, a pitiful excuse for a hero who’s a waste of Superhero’s time. They’ll have to be punished for not being alert, they’ll have to learn to treasure their mentor’s time, to take the pain and learn their lesson quietly–

“Hero?” Villain calls as they sit upright too. Hero turns wide eyes to worried ones, holding their breath when they find gentle concern instead of the anger they were prepared for. “You okay?”

“Yes, I– I'm okay.”

“Do you want me to pause the movie? We can change it too if you don’t like this one.”

“No, no, it’s fine. Sorry.”

Villain narrows their eyes but doesn’t argue.

Hero swallows and silently digs their fingers into the soft cushions beneath them, not at all like the thin mattress they have at the base. Their gaze darts around the room, letting the wallpaper and wooden furniture sink in, so different from the one at home. The one where Superhero is, far away from here.

They aren’t there anymore. They should miss the heroes’ base, shouldn’t they? Miss Superhero. And yet all Hero feels is relief for being away. We are family, Hero, and that’s why I have to be so harsh, Superhero used to say when tears slipped down Hero's cheeks despite their best efforts to hold them back, if I don’t teach you to behave, you’ll be alone, unwanted. Now get me the whip so we can take care of this crying problem.

Family. What a lousy family they are to the one person who taught them all they know.

Through the corner of their eye, Hero watches Villain as they look at the tv, a stiffness to their shoulders that wasn’t there a moment before Hero lost their grip on reality. Words bubble up and fill their mouth with pleads, but Hero makes sure to clench their teeth and keep them inside. Am I a bad person? Is there something wrong with me for not missing Superhero?

Villain gives them a side glance, and Hero turns their gaze to the movie, words and questions still stirring inside of them, nowhere to go as they pretend that their eyes don’t sting and their stomach doesn’t flip.

They can’t say anything. Not to Villain. The both of them had come to a silent agreement of not mentioning Superhero after the third fight burst out. There was no middle ground to be achieved there.

They are abusing you, you can’t go back to them, Villain would snarl. They saved me, you have no idea who they are, Hero would shout.

So they stopped. Villain showed up one day with a bowl of popcorn and the remote control for the television and they settled into an unspoken truce. It was disturbingly easy to ignore who they were and pretend to have a friend.

It’s only in the darkest hours of the night that Hero allows themself to grieve what that friendship could be like if it was real.

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk?” Villain asks, pausing the movie.

Hero takes a deep breath and lets the blank mask they’ve learned to perfect fall over their features. “Talk about what?”

“About why you look so sad,” they say in such a careful tone, Hero’s heart squeezes inside their chest.

“I’m just tired.”

“You don’t have to talk to me specifically, you know… We can find you a good therapist if you want to.”

“We?”

Villain stops, closes their mouth, blinks at Hero. When they speak again, their eyes are locked on the cushion that sits between them. “I just meant that I can help you if you let me. That’s all.”

They don’t look nervous. Villain looks as composed as they always do, but Hero doesn’t miss the way their eyes refuse to meet Hero’s nor the unnatural stillness that takes over their body even as their voice continues leveled and laid-back. Maybe it’s that hidden anxiety or perhaps Hero’s own need to erase the tension on Villain’s shoulders that makes them uneasy enough to lean forward. Whatever reason it is, it leads their hand to hesitantly hold Villain’s.

“Thank you.”

They don’t say the rest – but I’ll be gone soon, so it won’t be necessary. For some reason, it doesn’t feel right. Not when they know exactly how Villain’s brows would knit together and their jaw would clench if they did. How they’d immediately hide that flicker of emotion behind their eyes.

“C’mon, I want to know if Rapunzel’ll find out she’s the princess,” Hero says after a moment, offering a small smile.

Villain nods and presses play, but a slight frown remains on their forehead even after the movie has ended.

They are reading a book when the house goes eerily silent. It’s a weird thing, to read with no other worries but the story they are diving into, so it is no surprise it takes Hero so long to notice the quiet.

They look up at the room they were given, the comfort they were allowed like never before. It looks as beautiful as always with the gentle light of the evening sun warming up the wooden floor, but the lack of noise is enough to make something twist in the pit of their stomach as Hero kicks the quilt away and stands up slowly, a hand placed on top of their wound as they stride to the door.

Hero takes all of three steps before a familiar smell reaches their nose. A smell that should’ve been comforting, but instead sends bolts of terror through their veins.

They topple over even before the incapacitating agent hits their lungs, half out of fear, half out of sadness.

The smell isn’t known only because it is Superhero’s mark but also because Hero’s felt it enough times to know not to fight its effects. Their cheek hits the floor just as the door slams open and their mentor’s face appears above them, a smirk on their lips outlined by something so vicious it drags an involuntary whimper out of Hero.

Superhero’s mouth moves, but the drug takes Hero away before they can make out the words.

As they sleep though – if the numbing daze they are forced under can be called sleep – the words become clearer and clearer until they are all they hear in between muddled dreams and scrambled memories.

Hi, little traitor.

Minutes, hours, days later when they wake up, it’s to the sound of a gasp they barely realize comes from their own lips and a wave of nausea that makes them curl up with a moan.

When they open their eyes, several deep breaths later, Hero is faced with gray walls that are as familiar as the cement under their body.

Home, at last.

“Aren’t you going to thank me?”

Hero’s eyes snap to the door, to where Superhero stares down at them, and they try to pull themself up onto their elbows only to fall back down when the world spins and their head pounds at the quick movement.

“Was really a week of captivity all it took to undo everything I tried so hard to make you into?” Superhero sighs, pure disappointment dripping from the words and sinking into Hero’s heart like acid. “One week and all of my efforts to turn you into someone worthy are gone.”

“I don’t, I’m not, I’m sorry,” they whine and instantly cringe at the weakness they know Superhero hates to hear in their voice.

“So you sided with Villain now, is that what I understand?”

“No. Superhero, I swear, they ki–“ but, somehow, it feels like a betrayal to call the time they spent being cared for a kidnapping. Still, under their mentor’s watchful eyes, it slips through their lips in a whisper. “They kidnapped me.”

“And you’re telling me you couldn’t have escaped? I had the doctor check on you, Hero. All they found was a healing wound.”

The wound you gave me.

But along with the thought, what comes isn’t anger. It’s fear. “Where’s Villain?” Hero asks without thinking.

Superhero’s brows shoot up to the middle of their forehead and an incredulous smile splits their face. “You care for that delinquent now, do you? You truly are ruined, then.”

“Did you catch them?” they grit out before Superhero’s anger wipes away their defiance. With Villain’s playful smirk and gentle eyes in their mind, it isn’t so hard to roll to their side and carefully prop themself up into a sitting position, slouched against the wall but a little closer to their mentor’s eyes. They’ll take whatever punishment they deserve, but not before knowing if their fr– if Villain is alright. “Please, I need to know.”

“Why should I answer you anything? After you’ve disappeared and let yourself be captured, after I rescue you and you come back like the little brat you used to be, why should I oblige you?”

“Please.” They have no other answer. Nothing else to offer but the broken plead, the hope that there isn’t a cell in the heroes' base where a snarky, funny, kind villain is being kept.

“I’m so disappointed in you, Hero. You haven’t learned a thing I tried to teach you. Do you have any idea of what happened to the city while you were playing nice with Villain? Do you even care?”

“I do! Of course I do, please. I’m so sorry.”

“You do realize I have to punish you, don’t you?” they say, and all Hero can do is try to stifle the tears that fill their eyes. “I don’t even know where to start fixing you. And I don’t think that simply being locked away is enough for you to realize the extent of your failure this time.”

Hero tries to get up. Against their best senses, they lean against the wall and push themself up as Superhero leaves the room, but they can barely stand upright before they return, a straitjacket on their hands.

“No,” they breathe, but their legs are still weak from the drug and the wound hurts and the ground swirls and when Hero tries to take a step away, instead they tumble to the ground. “Please, please, I’ll do better, I can be better, please–”

“You know I hate it when you beg,” Superhero hisses, crouching in front of Hero as they weakly try to crawl away. “You are already staying here for a month, Hero. Don’t give me reasons to raise that number to three.”

Even if they wanted to struggle, all fight leaves their body at the words, the finality that encases them.

As their mentor straps the straitjacket around Hero’s torso, pulls their arms taut against their abdomen and buckles in the straps, they stay quiet, still. They know that they deserve this.

“Heroes don’t make friends with villains, Hero,” Superhero says as they fasten the last strap. “I never thought you were stupid enough not to know that, but I’ll make sure to teach you this lesson well enough so you never forget it again.”

It gets harder to breathe with Superhero this close, with fabric forcing their arms to stay crossed in front of them. Most of all, the fear of Villain having been caught is what makes their chest heavy with dread.

“I won’t forget how you tried to pull away from me, dear,” Superhero continues as they get up. “Or that you still haven’t thanked me for rescuing you.”

They open their mouth to say it, but all that leaves in place of the ‘thank you, Superhero’ is a soft sob. Superhero grimaces, disgusted.

“You know I hate to do this, Hero, but I can’t have an apprentice of mine be this much of a wreck. You need fixing, and I’ll make sure to have you fixed to the best of my ability, don’t worry.”

Hero only watches as their mentor leaves the room and locks the door behind them, leaving Hero alone in the barren room they’ve been inside so many times before.

They know the drill. Know not to fight or scream, and know that if they do, they will be charged for those weaknesses. Still, Hero can’t help the tears that fall down their temples and pool on the concrete underneath their head as they curl up and writhe in the stiff fabric that holds their hands in place.

Too tiny. Too tight. Too alone.

Hero sobs on the ground, and even though they know they deserve this, they cannot help but wish for Villain, wherever they are, to come and get them out.

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shijiujun · 3 years

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on the danmei twitter fight

okay guys i didn’t wanna say anything about this and yes it’s that hot danmei twitter translations saga thing that’s going on, because honestly i feel like there’s nothing much to say but when i see dumb posts on tumblr taking about that, by people who present a misleading hot take and their friends or moots run off with it without even knowing what exactly is going on - it really pisses me off.

and also if you shit talk translators for not continuing their translations or locking their translations whatever - the door is that way on your right and left, but anyway here’s a rundown on what happened because i am seeing people make comments without two brain cells put together, without the slightest bit of consideration for the people who bring them translations

here’s my hot take and thesis: if you enjoy english translations made by fan translators, you don’t, in any way, no matter happens, shit talk fan translators. fan translators do this for free, and whatever their intentions are, whether genuine sharing or like some of you like to say, for clout, if you consume, and you enjoy these translations, i’m sorry, you’re not uninvolved, and you don’t get to sit on a high horse and say translators should or shouldn’t do something. you should just keep quiet, honestly, because someone else is doing you a favour, a favour that you are enjoying and taking. that’s what respect is.

i’m presenting both sides or i guess three sides of the story as objectively as i can, altho my support is still for fan translators who were just minding their own business before this blew up.

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🔺 what happened:

so it started because one of the bigger translators in the fandom did this poll - i’m not blaming her at all, i doubt she had any intentions of shaming anyone or causing any controversy and was plain curious, but her poll asked english speaking danmei twitter how many people buy the digital, print copies of the danmei they read, and who did not.

in my honest opinion, it’s not strange at all for her to have created that poll, considering just how much work she’s put into making sure things are accessible for the eng-speaking danmei fandom. i mean i’d be curious too, to know out of my thousands of readers, what the reading and buying behaviour is like. do yourself a favour and don’t read too much into it.

obviously in an era where a lot of people do consume content for free whether the underlying content is profit-making (like anime, donghua, manhua, manga etc.) or not (fanfiction etc.), it was unsurprising to see that the last option - the ones who consume danmei without paying a single cent, came out as the majority. i don’t think this is a surprising result at all, for all sorts of reasons that i will not get into now.

anyway, this is obviously kind of a sore point in the fandom especially for translators who want a wider audience to support their fave author’s works - i won’t get into that for now, but the issue began because other translators or fans started to criticize the majority of people who don’t pay for objectively rather affordable danmei and just consume things for free.

and yes, i don’t deny that the argument on both sides got really heated and emotionally charged with both sides calling each other names which i believe is uncalled for, but it totally derailed the crux of the issue, which basically is that the majority of english-speaking danmei fandom - consumes danmei for free.

anyway this whole thing escalated and fan translators were brought into this for no fucking reason at all except that the people who didn’t want, or were unable to pay for the danmei they usually consume, made what i call a LOGICAL FALLACY in argument by going to the extremes, i will explain why later.

the end result is that fan translators were brought into this (most of them, the bigger ones i know at least) without even participating in the direct crossfire. and obviously, you can see why they’re hurt and decided to lock their translations. let me explain why

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🔺 kind of like four camps:

(1) translators and fans who criticized those who consume danmei liberally but do not pay for them in any way - no merch, no digital copies, no physical copies, no audio dramas whatever

*** their arguments:

danmei is so cheap right, that technically people should be able to pay for it in one way or another, even if not all

danmei and its authors are, at the end of the day, out here to earn a living, and the industry, like any money-making industry, is a for-profit enterprise - and unlike public goods, if you cannot afford danmei, then there is no obligation for others to make it free for you (fan translators or otherwise, it wasn’t super clearly stated while this shitshow happened) when it is inherently a for-profit industry

yes, i don’t deny that some of them did call the peeps who don’t pay at all, “leeches” and other sort of names. personally, i wouldn’t go that far or even like venture there to be honest because in general, if it’s something that i’ll get punched in the face for if i called someone that in real life i tend not to do it, but i’ll leave my opinions, whatever they’re worth, for later

(2) the readers and fans of danmei who do not pay in any sort of way for them

*** their arguments:

some of them really cannot afford, even the dollar or more, to spend on danmei for several reasons: upbringing, culture, money-spending mindsets, real poverty, struggling to make ends meet etc. - some definitely more valid than others (and when i say not valid, it’s because SOME, a minority or like those few stragglers, say they cannot afford and then you see them like idk, throwing $50 on other merch on kpop and stuff - i’m just bringing up ONE example. not shaming anyone for spending more money on one aspect rather than the other, but yeah you can see why some of them, when making this same argument, are a little invalid, that’s just a small number of them tho)

if translators are blaming them for consuming free of charge, then the fault lies, at its foundation, fan translators who translate illegally, which i mean, in that definition, all of them including me

did i mention that we were called illegal translators like you know in response to being called leeches? anyway-

(3) others translators who literally were just minding their own fucking business before some smart alec dragged them into it

i don’t think most of us had an argument. we were just quietly munching on popcorn and staying out of it and yeah, can you imagine, we provide a service, however illegal it is, for free on our own time, we don’t even check whether people support legally or not, we just... provide, and pray that those who are able to, at least support in some small way or another do so, on their own time. i mean i don’t check, most of us don’t, not the bouncers at your local club before COVID happened do, and then suddenly, to be used to derail an argument, we were called illegal translators. and that we should stop translating, and that it is our fault that there are free riders in the fandom

(4) people who offered to provide JJWXC credits to those who said they couldn’t afford it etc.

honestly i think they were just trying to help - no different than a gofundme. there’s no shame in taking a free thing that people already weren’t intending to pay for. it’s there, just take it!

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🔺 the shitshow that led to fan translators locking their stuff up:

i would provide some actual examples in the form of screenshots but i’ve blocked most of them, and i don’t want to direct any sort of traffic to them so i guess you’ll have to take my word on it or go search on twitter yourself but-

(1) the affordability issue: i can understand the frustration at being called leeches, and some if not a majority of people, do have valid reasons for not being able to afford something or anything and end up pirating content they enjoy. hey, i am not about to crucify anyone for pirating at some point in their lives. we all have done it at some point, or for example hate disney+ and that $30 they were trying to rip off us for a subpar Mulan live action. i don’t have anything to say about that. inherently, is it wrong and illegal? yeah sure of course it is. do we call people leeches? i wouldn’t go that far.

if anyone cannot afford, cannot access for whatever reason, fine, i’m not gonna go check if jjwxc truly is banned in your country, or is your postal service so terrible that you definitely won’t be able to receive a hard copy of the book you like at affordable rates.

and if you have to pirate? go ahead. i mean it’s always been a rampant thing. the only thing fan translators and fans can do is encourage, motivate and incentivise as much as possible to get people to support legally. they can only put up REALLY COMPREHENSIVE guides as to how to access jjwxc or taobao or whatever.

and if you still cannot afford it and pirate, honestly no one cares about the story behind it. you owe no one justification, just as how no other person is obligated to take it into consideration or understand you or empathize with you. i don’t say this in a malicious way - i do think that in general, you just do you.

(2) the poor people don’t deserve nice things argument: honestly, this was not the point of this entire debacle, altho yes, people were rude to those who could not afford to support legally. but this is not the point of this whole thing.

main point - there are free riders who can support but choose not to because they choose to just consume it for free and if you are able to you should support

everyone going off on a tangent - you guys hate poor people / you guys are leeches

well guess what, no one wins in this argument.

there were a lot of people saying “reading danmei is our only source of happiness, are you saying poor people who can’t access legally don’t deserve to read danmei” (this is just one example i’ve seen, there are other variations), and it wasn’t put across perhaps in the right way, but the other camp of people were saying “you’re not entitled to it for free if you cannot afford it”, which raised a lot of hackles and anti-poor yellings

altho i do not deny that there are those who mean it maliciously, i think what everyone is trying to say is - the danmei industry, like any other profit-making industry, is looking to make profits. the people working in the industry, the authors even, are looking at numbers - traffic to jjwxc or other legal platforms, how much revenue they’re making from their live actions etc., comments, rankings, etc. i think @/hunxi-after-hours made a really succinct post on this aspect which yall should read.

it’s the same as - if you wanted to purchase a standee which costs $20 USD, but you cannot afford it = you don’t get it. there’s no way you can get this standee unless some gifts it to you for free. what the camp trying to ask people to support legally is saying, is that danmei is NOT A PUBLIC GOOD. it is a private, for-profit product. it might be intangible, but it is a PRODUCT that has a price that needs to be paid.

if you cannot afford it, you either don’t get access entirely (i’m saying this objectively and honestly from an economic standpoint). if someone gifts that standee to you for free, count yourself lucky - if someone makes a danmei accessible to you for free, COUNT YOURSELF LUCKY. you don’t have to be grateful and treat them as gods or like obey their every word, but it’s not rocket science. someone did you a favour that you accepted and consumed, show some respect.

if you cannot afford to buy the standee - you do not go on twitter demanding that someone ensures that you have access to the standee for free. do you see how ridiculous this sounds once it’s a tangible product? and danmei novels ARE PRODUCTS. they are not FREE CONTENT. if someone cannot afford the standee, this is the equivalent of people going “we didn’t get the standee for free because poor people don’t deserve nice things”

totally missing the point. i don’t even know how it got to this. once again, i do admit that some users were unnecessarily mean, but going to the extreme of this is ridiculous. in argumentative essay writing we call this a logical fallacy:

e.g. “if you cannot pay for merchandise or danmei, it is a fact that you might not have access to it” morphing into “if we cannot pay for food, does this mean we cannot have access to it?!” - this is a slippery slope, and factors are not equivalent!!!! do they not teach people anything in school

don’t confuse fanfiction with danmei - danmei novels ARE PAID PRODUCTS unless for free chapters, just because it’s released online doesn’t mean it’s free public property, and also selected novels (did you guys know the WHOLE of SCI novel is free? about 500 chapters sorry, random, just a tidbit)

there are of course nuances right, like if anyone told me they were pirating disney+ content i’d be like yeah hey get one over those bloodsuckers, they take enough of our money and produce shit content anyway. the difference is that danmei authors, and the danmei industry itself can still be considered a nascent and not-yet matured industry, with a majority of authors if not all, depending on monetary flow, likes, comments, virality on the sites their content is hosted on, for a living, unlike hugeass MNCs trying to squeeze us dry for content that isn’t even interesting.

danmei is priced rather reasonably - and this brings me to another argument that was made, that the value of money is not the same for everyone. i don’t want to make comments on this because yes this is correct to a large extent. a $6 book might be cheap to most of us, but might be expensive to someone else. i’m not gonna comment on how cheap or whatever it is, if you gotta use your money for other things, definitely! i still maintain however, that a novel less than a dollar should be affordable to most people, a majority of people. and i definitely side eye some users who obviously have money but are just creating noise because they wanna continue free-riding

(4) the “they’re losing out on their international audience” argument: honestly, i feel like english-speaking danmei fandom gives themselves a bit too much credit. danmei has long thrived in china in its domestic market - sure the international audience is a plus to have and i’m sure the authors are grateful and flattered that people who don’t understand chinese love their content and love it a lot, but do they and their companies care about fans who basically don’t bring in money? i’m not sure (okay i’ll get to the fan translators doing illegal shit later okay i got it don’t be impatient)

and international fans are great, i don’t deny that - but when i see arguments like “oh but it’s their loss if they don’t cater or deny access to us, they get more popularity and sharing overseas”, i honestly think they don’t care as much as you think. once again, hunxi made a really good argument regarding non-sinophone audiences, but it really irks me, because this is the same as:

an instagram influencer saying they’ll give a restaurant exposure for free to their followers, if they get a free meal

it’s par for par - danmei authors wants earnings, popularity, tangible results that show that they are succeeding. this is life. if i put something out there for sale, i better be getting returns, simple economic logic. they probably don’t care that a non-paying reader is bringing them greater ‘exposure’ - once again, i mean this objectively.

and yes if they’re thriving without the international market then why should it matter that people are pirating right? which brings me to the next point~

(5) it’s fan translators faults for so many people pirating, and fan translators are the ones doing the “illegal” work: this one is like... wow where do i unpack this and how-

firstly, we are talking about assholes who can pay but decide to free ride and not pay for danmei, and we assume that if you really cannot afford and have to pirate, no one’s saying anything as long as you don’t go around spreading how to pirate, how the hell did it get to fan translators from “you guys are anti-poor” and whatever

yes, fan translations are indeed illegal, i don’t deny that, and i also don’t deny that there are translators who translate for clout and popularity but putting these aside - here’s what i have seen from people who ran their mouths and made this argument

“if you guys care about us pirating the book so much than fan translators shouldn’t have translated in the first place” and “if you wanna come after us for reading illegally, then fan translators, you guys should go get the copyright for the book and then translate it cuz what you guys are doing is also illegal”

hooooo i’m telling ya, i am all for translators locking up their translations at this point. see how fucking hurtful that is? you eat from my hand and then now you biting at the hand that fed you the gays in love?

honestly if you’ve made this argument or supported this, you can basically go to hell. yes this is personal because what, you think fan translators don’t take out their personal time and effort and hard work to make translations accessible to you? if you’re ever consumed and read translations, don’t be a hypocrite and make this argument. you benefitted from it, now you wanna say it’s their fault?

most translators want to share and spread the love they have for a novel right, want to show you how wonderful all these authors are, how much enjoyment u get from reading these wonderfully thought out stories of gays in love. yes we all know we are illegally translating, which is why on top of sharing we first, purchase the novels legally ourselves first, and then we try to encourage people to buy etc. and actually put their money to use. it doesn’t make it any less illegal, but we are bridging the gap between danmei and basically the english-speaking fandom, albeit illegally

we aren’t that self-important to ask for gratefulness but some respect would be nice. like i said, you read it, you consumed it, you enjoyed it, you can only access it because of illegal translators - a bit counter-intuitive to yell at these translators, who are simply telling you, if you can, please support. and none of us went “if you cannot afford, begone!”

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🔺 some people tried to help by offering jjwxc credits so people who cannot afford as they say, can get legal access: honestly, just take it right, guess what some of these users did in response

they said the people giving away credits are trying to redeem themselves for their comments by giving away free stuff

they also said that we are trying to shame the people who cannot afford it with this handout to them, to show that they are the bigger person - the fact that they think this is a handout to them is TELLING. the people offering this is giving their money not to these readers, but to the authors! that’s the point of this exercise!!!

one of them even said “instead of trying to do these giveaways, here, there are greater world problems out there, donate instead to these causes” - love the initiative, but how did we get from being able to afford danmei and entertainment content to saving the world? i just- i cannot

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🔺 so why i get why fan translators are locking up their translations, because wow, so hurtful:

you have no idea how many fucking assholes went “sure, lock up your translations, deal with the consequences” - ermmmm firstly, thanks for making a threat. like who the fuck do you think you are?

the consequences is... the authors still don’t get the money these free riders weren’t going to give them anyway, so no loss, and they weren’t reading on jjwxc anyway so you know, the authors don’t lose or gain any readership numbers or traffic they didn’t already have. instead, it WILL push and force people to pay for the PRODUCT. once again, it’s a product.

this works, and i’d say Word of Honor’s payment model worked marvellously for Youku, because they fucking forced everyone to pay to access content. ALL OF THEM. sure ok some people still pirated it, but how many MORE people paid on Youku, on Youku Youtube, watched on Viki etc. than if they didn’t? even english-speaking fandom were wracking their brains trying to purchase a Youku pass even if there were no subs initially - and other examples that lovely hunxi brought up in her amazing piece

and for translators?! honestly me for one, i’m glad i don’t feel pressured anymore to churn out a chapter every week since we get called names etc. most of us are glad to have a break to be honest. we’ve lost all motivation to translate because it’s a free service, at the very least we don’t expect like hate, or rudeass fuckers. for those who are doing a proof of purchase thing - go for it honestly!

hopefully it’ll minimize the free rider problem - some people for whatever reasons really cannot buy or support legally, that’s totally cool and they don’t have to justify it, i get that. but for others making the same argument but obviously are just unwilling to pay because they can’t read chinese, think it’s too troublesome when there are guides and translators provide it for free anyway so what’s the point - we all make concessions and make decisions to grab what we like (not talking about the ppl who have their various troubles and difficulties!)

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🔺 and those who are saying why is it the ‘rest of us suffer’ from locked translations just because of a few bad apples:

IT ISN’T ABOUT YOU. where the hell were all of ya when we were getting called illegal huh? it’s about us fan translators getting shot at for no reason, and then people still demanding things for free. i don’t see any of the people i’ve seen on tumblr complain about fan translators stopping or locking translations defend any of us in any way. instead, you’re complaining.

it is the translator’s prerogative to start, stop and end translations, unless of course the original author starts to sue i suppose. i see people on tumblr going like if they were gonna do this, they shouldn’t have started in the first place etc. - i don’t what world you live in, but when i do something for free, then get called names and am attacked or get dictated on how i should do something that’s already like free, i tend to be less generous.

i’m sorry, do us illegal and free translators owe ANY OF YOU? i wasn’t aware any of us were being paid for this hobby. readers, especially those who CAN and just refuse to support, don’t get to say SHIT. translators deal with so much shit and so many entitled readers, i say they get to lock whatever they want as long as they aren’t profiting off of this monetarily.

let me give you an example - nan chan, which is translated by lian yin, completed translations by the way for all chapters. it is all free for viewing, and she only locked up one extra and asked for proof of payment. some dumbfuck quotes that locked up extra chapter tweet and said “honestly, this turned me off reading this novel because they restricted access”.

the. fucking. entitlement. the whole of nan chan is free, that’s like what more than 80 chapters. she locked up the EXTRA and the money goes to the author, she doesn’t earn anything. AND HERE THAT BIJ is (yes, i’m going to call them names because you know, fucking asshole who didn’t bother to check) going “yeah i didn’t wanna read because 1/80+ chapters were locked”.

AN EXTRA. LITERALLY AN EXTRA!!!!!!

at the end of the day, translators are not like DYING to translate, not like some of you are DYING to read the translations. once again, this isn’t a “BE GRATEFUL” message, it’s a please be respectful to the people who put in time and hard work for free and share the goodness ya know? what’s the use of yelling at fan translators as if we owe you anything?

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🔴🔴🔴 TOO LONG DIDN’T READ 🔴🔴🔴

some people may need really need to pirate - and no one needs to justify why they cannot afford to purchase etc. pirating happens all the time, translators only hope that when you can, and in whatever way you can, to support legally - in general we don’t ask and we get it! we’re just annoyed that some people think that it SHOULD BE FREE, when it is a paid product, especially for those who CAN afford it

readers are not entitled to shit on translators for what they do with their translations - once again, you’re not OBLIGATED to have it. so what if i start and stop? i’m the one doing the work, i get the only say. don’t be a hypocrite and shit on translators, whose works you’ve read - it’s no loss for translators, we read and enjoy danmei just fine

yes, fan translations are illegal, but you can’t read and enjoy them like some of you have, and then turn around and point the finger at translators - a lot of us are happy to stop translating - this isn’t a threat, but at the end of the day, shitting on translators simply decreases access, and sure, some people can indeed live with you know, MTL or shitty translations from people who’ve learnt chinese for only six months or whatever, but you’re gonna be reading an entirely different book tbh

the people saying illegal translators are at fault - funnily enough, most of them consume the translations, so what the fuck? i mean we know it’s illegal, we’re trying to share the love and trying to minimize the illegalities of it by redirecting people to hopefully support legally. it’s still illegal yes, but i think it’s hypocritical for people who have read translations, stab translators in the back. and now that translators are indeed ‘restricting’ and ‘removing’ their ‘illegal translations’, yall yelling again? and threatening?

fan translators aren’t “elitist” or “classist” - just looking for some respect in a community which seems to have taken them for granted, and also looking for support for their fave authors - and honestly a lot of us were caught in the crossfires truly, don’t be an asshole and demand things from fan translators - who are you talking about? do you know why they decided to lock? do you know know what their locking system is like and what for?

it’s not EASY to lock the translations up - it’s more admin work, it’s putting together a whitelist of people, if given the choice i’m sure translators would prefer to share everything. but not when there are assholes who have a comment on how they should translate etc. and yeah!!! calling us illegal!! i mean we are but still!!

the last straw was seeing that post on tumblr and people in the comments going like fan translators shouldn’t or should do something, without getting the whole picture, without even considering how hard it is for fan translators being caught in this situation.

whoever puts in the work gets to decide, and everyone else should leave them alone.

be nice to the people who really cannot afford as they say so (or just don’t think about it), be nice to the translators feeding you content, and the people who free ride and shit on translators - honestly, i’d say ready the pitchforks.

edit: i forgot to mention this is my hot take and i’ve tried to like present all the arguments i’ve seen so far. i’m definitely not doing all of it justice and i don’t claim to speak on behalf of any of them except maybe one or two- and i’ve definitely left out stuff, but anyway, lmao we’re just tiny people doing what we love. i wish we could solve you know inequality or poverty or hunger or other pressing concerns. if i was that great i wouldn’t be stuck on tumblr or twitter or have to make posts like these like a loser.

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

#danmei #danmei twitter #rambles #long post #literally cannot take the stupidity of some people anymore

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samuel-de-champagne-problems · 3 years

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I’ll Take X-pecting for 200, Alex

Summary: Dr. Spencer Reid plays a trivia game at the request of his wife, Y/N, but he’s in for more than some heaving hitting questions.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Wife Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Author’s Note: I really don’t think that this summary does this justice

I’ll Take X-pecting for 200, Alex

Shuffling the cards with a shake in her hand, Y/N tells herself to just breathe. This is something that Spencer and her have been looking forward to, dreamed about, and constantly discussed. Regardless of how much she knows Spencer loves her, there’s a lingering seed of doubt that only grows with the sound of Spencer walking into their house.

“Y/N!, I’m home, darlin’,” Spencer calls from the hallway, dropping the “g” because he knows that Y/N finds it endearing.

“Baby,” Y/N yells from the table. “I’m in the dining room. I made us a trivia game! Come play with me, I need your brains,” she finishes, smiling at her husband, who has been away for nearly two weeks.

“You know do I love trivia, Y/N,” Spencer says. He takes a seat next to his wife, but before he can kiss her, she pushes him out of his chair and motions for him to take the seat opposite of her.

“Before we start, how was the case? Everyone make it home in one piece?” Y/N asks concerned over the wellbeing of some of her closest friends.

“Everyone’s fine, Y/N. The unsub ended up being a team. Two women hellbent on getting revenge for their children’s murders. One of them got away,” Spencer explains, solemnly.

“Oof,” Y/N says, letting out a sigh. “It’s at times like these that I’m glad I don’t have your job. I’m kinda glad she got away, between you and me.”

“It’s hard, sometimes we don’t really know who we’re bringing justice too. But, I’d do anything to protect my future children, and you. Anything I needed to do to keep you safe,” Spencer tells her, leaning across the table and kissing Y/N’s hand. She gives him a sheepish smile, but inside her mind is eager to get this trivia game started.

“You’re a charmer, Dr. Reid,” Y/N flirts.

“Just for you, Y/N. Now you mentioned something about trivia,” Spencer says, clapping his hands together excitedly.

“I just thought you’d like to rest your brain after a case but shifting though all those facts you got stored up there. And I always said you should try out for Jeopardy,” Y/N says as she collects the cards with the clues.

She spreads out the categories, Child Psychology, Children’s Books, Labor & Delivery, Nursery Rhymes, X-Epecting, on the table. They were all handwritten on different colorful pieces of cardstock and decorated with baby animals and block letters. Y/N read the categories aloud to her husband, allowing herself to steal a glance at his face while he concentrated on the categories, as if he already could answer the questions.

“All right, Spencer, you pick first,” Y/N says, in her best Alex Trebek impression.

“I’ll take Child Psychology for $200,” Spencer chooses, looking up to smile at Y/N.

“This is the substitute mother that baby monkeys formed an attachment to in Harlow’s psychological experiment,” Y/N asks.

“Terry-Cloth,” Spencer interjects.

“Not uh, Spence, you need to answer correctly,” Y/N teases. She looks up at him expectantly to choose the next clue. He rolls his eyes at her, but secretly he enjoys the playful banter they still share even after all these years.

“Um, Children’s Books $200,”

“This is the story of the clever spider that can weave words in her web,”

“What is Charlotte’s Web?”

“Correct, pick again please,” Y/N says, as she tries to maintain a stoic composure.

“This is the average of days that newborns keep up their sleepless parents,” Y/N asks, sure that this question would stump her genius husband. But to no avail, Spencer answers the question correctly.

“Okay! Next time try-outs are around, I’m forcing you to take the test,” Y/N says running over to kiss Spencer on the cheek.

“You know judges are supposed to remain impartial, Y/N” Spencer tells her, putting his arm around her waist as if he’s signally her to sit in his lap.

“I can’t help it, how about you win kisses every time you get a question right, Spence,” Y/N proposes.

“I guess it’s worth more than fake money,” Spencer teases.

“You offend me, baby!” Y/N pretends to be hurt by Spencer’s words, but urges him to continue the game.

“You only got a couple more left, Spence,”

“Okay, how about X-Expecting for $200,�� Spencer chooses.

“This chromosome is linked to the baby’s mother,” Y/N quizzes, finding it difficult to keep her smiles and secrets at bay when Spencer’s arm tugs around her waist tightly and his fingers draw patterns under her shirt.

“What is X-Chromosome,” Spencer answers before Y/N can even finish the clue.

“You know that you’re supposed to wait until the clue is read, Spence. I should redact kisses,” Y/N fake threats.

“No! Y/N I’ll die without your kisses, please!” Spencer cries out in pretend disain. Much to his amusement his goofy behavior leads Y/N to plant small pecks on his forehead.

“There, that should hold you over,”

“I doubt it, Y/N. I miss you already,” Spencer mutters into her shoulder, as if he’s trying to get closer to his wife more than he could already be with her sitting on his lap.

“Two more clues till Final Jeopardy,” Y/N announces, ignoring the fact that she’s bypassing the rest of the clues and totally disregarding Double Jeopardy.

“Hmm, let’s go to Nursery Rhymes for kissing for the rest of my life,” Spencer picks, peppering Y/N’s shoulder with kisses.

“Huh! Look at that, Spencer, you got the Daily Double, so whatcha going to wager?” Y/N asks, knowing she’s pulling this Daily Double straight out of the air, but Spencer’s affection for only one lifetime is not nearly enough for her.

“I’ll make a true Daily Double, darling. That means double the amount of kisses,” Spencer tells her, ticking the sides of Y/N waist.

“Here’s your clue, Jack is urged to be nimble & quick, helping him do this,” Y/N reads from the card.

“What is to jump over the candlestick?” Spencer guesses, closing his eyes to be assaulted by Y/N’s eager lips.

“Yay! Double kisses!” Y/N yells happily as she pecks Spencer’s eyelids and nose, causing him to laugh at her light affection.

“Next question, it’s the last one so you don’t get a choice, but I have so much confidence in you, my genius husband. These are the names of the 3 stages of labor?” Y/N questions, looking over her shoulder to get a glimpse of Spencer’s mind at work.

“What are dilation, expulsion, and afterbirth,” Spencer answers, once again perfectly.

“Okay, Dr. Reid you’ve accumulated a total of double kisses for the rest of our lives. Your Final Jeopardy category is, Ready For It…” Y/N announces.

“Last one,” Spencer says, and Y/N wonders if Spencer’s figured it out by now. She hands Spencer the small cardboard box. He looks at it curiously and Y/N can feel her heart in her stomach. He must know by now, she thinks. He’s brilliant, but sometimes he can be a little clueless when it comes to things like that. Y/N thinks back to how they danced around each other for years before Derek practically had to force them out on a date. He must know.

“You’re clue is inside the box, Spence,” Y/N tells him, her voice shaky and unsure.

Spencer carefully opens the cardboard box and reaches in to pull out the small pregnancy test that lay hidden inside. He looks it over, reading the test twice, three times, maybe even four times. He honestly can’t remember taking longer to read something. Spencer looks up at a terrified Y/N.

“You’re pregnant? We’re going to have a baby?” Spencer asks, desperately wanting to believe what he holds in his hand.

“You’re gonna be a daddy, Spence,” Y/N tells him, her smile struggling to conceal itself in between the bouts of happiness and joy that courses through her veins.

“A baby! Oh Y/N. A baby!” Spencer shouts rushing over to where his wife stands in between the entrance from their kitchen to their dining room.

“You’re happy, right Spence. You want this with me-” Y/N starts, a sudden rush of fear lodging itself in her heart.

“Of course I’m happy, Y/N. I’m so happy to be a dad. You’re going to be a mom! You’ll be the best mom, Y/N. I love you, Y/N,” Spencer says, crouching down to rub his hands on Y/N’s belly.

“Hi sweet baby,” Y/N says softly, looking down at her belly and covering her hand over Spencer’s. “I want you to meet your daddy. He’s going to take care of you so well, he might talk a lot but you get used to it”

“Hey, baby. It’s your dad,” Spencer murmurs quietly into Y/N’s belly. “I’m so glad that mommy told me about you. You gotta do some growing in there before you can meet us, but we love you so much, baby,”

“I really love you so much Y/N,” Spencer says as he sits up to kiss his wife.

All his life Spencer’s loved science. He loves discovering the undiscovered. Memorizing all those theories and facts and methods could never prepare him for the awe that sat before him. He realizes that he’s looked at science all wrong. There's a beauty in science- a natural, unadulterated beauty that’s so rare to find. But he’s found it and he’s never letting go.

Thank You for Reading!

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your-average-weeb-dealer · 3 years

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Hello hello! so I'm a little new here and I saw your post about "how demon slayer characters comfort their s/o" then I saw you do jujutsu kaisen stuff! I was wondering if you could do the same kind of headcannons for Jujutsu sorcerers + anyone you want! Thank you so much! I hope you're taking care of yourself!!

Hey!! Thank you for worrying about me! I’m taking care of myself fine (not really- but I’m always a mess) and I hope you’re taking care of yourself as well!!

Jjk Characters comforting their s/o!

Characters in this post: Itadori, Megumi, Nobara, Gojo, Inumaki, Maki, Sukuna and Mahito (...kinda)

Style: headcannons

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

I hope you enjoy!! Here's the link to the demon slayer one!

Itadori Yuuji

poor baby

He gets so sad when your upset

He'll pull you into his chest, stroke your hair and tell you how much he loves you

He'll ask a lot of questions and he'll low-key be way more energized then he needs to

Until you tell him that right now, all you need is for him to be there with you, in the moment

"I'm so sorry Y/n... I just hate seeing you cry, it makes me scared and frankly I don't know what to do,"

"Just be here, that's all I need,"

good luck trying to get rid of him now, you're stuck with this adorable puppy forever

Megumi Fushiguro

tell me he isn’t the sweetest fucker on the planet.

do it. I dare you.

He's a quiet boy, he'll wrap his arms around your waist and just snuggle into your shoulder

He doesn't say anything, he knows that when someones upset, most of the time they just want to let out all of their feelings

so feel free to do so, he's here to listen to you rant, hug you when you cry and overall just be moral support

He loves you too much to let you suffer in alone and in silence

If your sobs get bad he'll gently shush you and comb your hair with his fingers

"shh, it's ok y/n. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere,"

Nobara Kugisaki

She drops anything and everything she's doing and rushes to your side

cuddles? yes, yes lots of cuddles

She'll be a little aggressive while telling you she loves you

She'll probably call you an idiot for crying (sorry it's just her instinct)

But soon she'll realize that right now, all you need is for her to sit down and have someone to talk to

If you need to rant, go for it. Need a shoulder to cry on, you can drench her entire shirt in tears if it makes you feel better

She'll bring you her sweaters, sweatpants and all of her comfy clothes

cause you're having a movie night

Be prepared to watch Avengers (I headcannon that she loves marvel movies)

Don't wanna watch that? Ok! That's fine. Seriously she just wants you to be happy

"Y/n. Stop crying, you idiot. I don't like seeing you cry,"

Gojo Satoru

Despite what a teasing, goofy mf he is

He’ll take this seriously

He’d be so worried, to the point where he’d literally give you the world if it meant you’d feel better (tbh he’s already prepared to give you the world)

He’ll hold you, cradle you, hug you, cuddle you, kiss you, anything to show that he cares

He might even start crying as well,

With a frantic look on his face he’ll just be holding you and kissing your forehead

Saying all kinds of words of affirmations/compliments

Telling you how much he loves you

“Y/n, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, you’re so kind and -sniffle- caring, it just makes me love you even more, all I want...”

Inumaki Toge

he can’t really talk as we all know

But that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to comfort you

Sure he can’t tell you how much he loves you, but he can show it

He’ll hug and cuddle you, frequently kissing your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, just your everything

This was one of the moments where he wished he wasn’t a cursed speech user

God, he wanted to tell you how much he loves you, how much you mean to him, every single reason he wants to spend the rest of his life with you

but he can’t, and it’s so frustrating,

But he’ll do the next best thing,

he’ll write a handwritten note, saying everything he wanted to say in that moment

He wrote it all fancy too

He wasn’t going to make this your everyday later. No he was gonna write it like he was a Medieval knight sending a letter to his lover

some of the highlights included

“Y/n, your so beautiful sometimes I believe you aren’t human, and are really just an angel sent from heaven,”

“I love you so much that my heart might explode one day, and if it does, I will still love you. I don’t think I can ever stop loving you,”

All and all. 100/10 letter 1000/10 lover

Maki Zenin

unlike almost everyone else here

she’d get pissed

Like uncharacteristically pissed

She’s bout to go smack some bitches. How dare anyone make you upset

please tell her to calm down- idk if I like angry Maki.. she’s scary

When she eventually calms down, there’s going to be a long cuddle session

with lots

and lots

and LOTS

of kisses

“y/n. Who did this to you? What happened? who do I need to hurt. Fuck it, who do I need to kill”

Sakuna

ok- I know he would probably kill you and eat your heart but i wanna pretend that he wouldn’t for a sec

He’d act like he didn’t care, but really

he’s pissed.

Did someone say something? well they won’t have a tongue long enough to say anything else. Someone did something? aha, they won’t live long enough to do anything else

Your just crying cause you want to? cool, he’ll come back later

Mahito

laughs in your face and kills you.

don’t worry! he’ll still hug and kiss you after you’re dead!! 😊

(can you tell I don’t like him??)

Hello dear reader! If you’re a Panda simp and are wondering where he is, sorry, I don’t write for animals- even if they walk, talk and basically act like humans. It just feels weird to me, I hope you understand!

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the-cult-of-russo · 3 years

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The Other Woman

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

A/N: Soooo. No one asked for this one and I have prompts in my inbox and a multi chapter Billy x OC story I'm working on. Yet… this happened. I was working on an assignment for uni and this popped into my head. Billy lives in my head rent free and I'm not even mad about it. Enjoy lmaooo

Warnings: cursing, slight angst but not really, lots of fluff (literally and figuratively). It's just a bunch of cute bullshit, don't mind me looool

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Your nails tapped the coffee cup as you sat outside the cafe deep in thought. There was only one thing on your mind. Billy was cheating on you. There was no other explanation for his behaviour the past week and the knowledge of what he'd done was eating away at you. It started a week ago. He'd slip out after work hours saying something came up. Sometimes he wouldn't even tell you where he was going and when you asked, he'd say 'work' as he avoided your gaze before slipping out. Billy couldn't lie to you, you knew him too well for that. You knew his tells and he didn't really lie to you. But you knew when he wouldn't look you in the eye that he wasn't being honest.

Then there was his phone. He'd be on it more than usual and it was distracting him. The night before, Frank had called him and you knew it was Frank because you'd seen the name popping up on his screen. You'd both been watching a movie on the sofa together as you tried to convince yourself that Billy wouldn't cheat on you. But when he excused himself to the bedroom, your curiosity burned. Why would he need to sneak off to speak to Frank?

So you'd crept over to where the door was open by a crack and held your breath as you listened.

"Yeah, I know…. I'll just tell her I need to work again… I don't think she knows… yeah, yeah, I know… I can't wait for you to meet her, man. She's perfect,"

Those words felt like a slap to the face and a punch to the gut all rolled into one. Billy was cheating on you. Billy was cheating on you and Frank knew about it. Frank who was one of your closest friends, the one who introduced you to Billy in the first place. You'd gone back to the sofa as you dwelled in your misery and betrayal and when Billy had come back out with a wide smile on his face you'd felt sick. But you couldn't bring yourself to ask him, to question him or tell him what you'd heard. You were scared of what he might say. Scared of what this all meant.

You and Billy had been together for almost two years now and you lived together. You knew of his past but never once had you felt insecure about being with him. He loved you, and you wholeheartedly believed he did. So this felt like it completely blindsided you and your head was all over the place.

That morning Billy was gone by the time you woke which was nothing new since he often let you sleep when he got up to work. But you'd come to the cafe by lunch because you were drowning in your thoughts back at home. The home you shared with him.

You blew out a breath, grabbing your cell from your pocket as you rang Anvil. You had a gut feeling and you wanted confirmation. His secretary picked up the phone and you sighed before asking something you dreaded the answer to.

"Hey, Annie. Is Billy there? I need to talk to him," you said softly. The older woman cleared her throat down the phone before speaking.

"He's not here, Y/N. He took the day off," she said warily. Well then. You thanked her quickly before hanging up, the lump lodged in your throat getting bigger.

How could it all have gone so wrong? You stood, tossing the half drank coffee in the trash as you made your way home with a broken heart. You hardly expected Billy to be sitting on the sofa when you got home. But there he was in all his glory. A burgundy sweater with his jeans and boots, hair slicked back like always. You felt like you were hanging on by a thread.

He smiled when he saw you, standing up and making his way over.

"I thought you had work," your cold tone stopped him in his tracks as he looked at you cautiously.

"I took the day, had some things I needed to do," he replied easily. Things he needed to do. More like someone he needed to do. Tense didn't even begin to cover how you were feeling.

"Look… there's someone here I want you to meet," Billy said hesitantly, glancing to the closed bedroom door. He really wouldn't just… The string of composure you were holding onto snapped.

"Is this some kind of joke?!" You yelled. He looked shocked, eyes wide and confused as he tilted his head.

"Uh… what?" He asked carefully.

"It's bad enough you're having an affair that apparently Frank knows all about but you've brought her here?! You want me to meet her?!" You were incredulous at his audacity. You wondered if he'd suffered a head injury a week ago or something.

Billy blinked at you with his dark eyes for a moment before he burst out laughing. But when he saw your tearful eyes glaring at him, his laughter died instantly.

"You… you think I'm cheatin' on you?" He asked slowly, like he was talking to a toddler. Your brows furrowed watching him warily as he walked over to you.

"You've been acting weird all week, Billy. And I heard you on the phone last night. I heard you talking to Frank," you muttered, hating how your voice wobbled.

Billy looked stricken at how upset you were and wrapped his arms around you and you melted into him despite yourself. He stroked your hair soothingly with one hand as the other rubbed your back.

"I'm not steppin' out on you, Y/N. I'd never do that," he sighed. He moved away, cradling your cheeks as his obsidian gaze looked over your face like he was searching for the answers of the universe.

"Not gonna lie, I'm a little offended by your lack of faith, but I have been actin' weird so I'll let it slide," he murmured with a soft smile.

"But then… what was that all about?" You asked, deflating a bit as he wiped away the couple of tears that had fallen. He leaned in and kissed you softly, one of the rare tender kisses he'd give you if you were upset. You were incredibly confused and maybe also felt a little guilty that your mind went there.

When he pulled away, he shot you a grin, looking almost like a kid on Christmas which only furthered your confusion.

"Wait here," he beamed, dashing off to the bedroom. You really felt like you'd been transported to another dimension where nothing made sense. But then Billy came back out with what you could only describe as a living, breathing, real life Pokemon in his arms. It was a Pomeranian puppy that just looked like a cloud with two shiny back eyes peeking out.

You made a noise that you couldn't even describe. A mix of a whine and a coo that people often reserved for cute animals and babies as if they couldn't help themselves. Your feet took you over to where Billy was grinning at you and the ball of fluff was nibbling his hand.

"Billy…" your voice was still a little high, a little pout on your face as you reached out and stroked the fluffy fur on the puppy.

"Meet Cotton Ball. Cotton Ball, meet your mom," he smirked, grabbing a tiny paw and making it wave at you. It was something to behold seeing Billy like this and you almost melted right into a puddle.

"Wait so… this is the other woman?" You asked with a snort, feeling so utterly stupid for how your mind went there. Billy rolled his eyes with a laugh as he handed over the bundle of cloud to you.

"Do you like her?" He asked hesitantly, looking almost unsure as he glanced from the puppy to you.

"I love her. Thank you, Billy," you murmured, cuddling the tiny puppy closer to you.

"I uh… I know that you said you wanted a dog," he started, his shoulder rolling a little.

"Which you shot down immediately," you cut in, raising a brow at him. He chuckled, rubbing his beard a little with a nod.

"I know. But… I saw how disappointed you were and I decided I never wanted to see that look on your face again. Especially not 'cause of me. She hadn't been fully vaccinated and stuff so I've been waitin' to bring her home. Been to see her a few times to get her used to me," he shrugged, looking almost bashful which was a strange look for him. It was cute.

"I love her. And I love you," you smiled wide at him. His insecurities seemed to wash away at your bright smile and he returned it, leaning over to kiss your forehead.

"I love you too. Come here, lemme show you somethin','' he took your free hand and led you to the bedroom. On the floor next to your bed was what looked like a queen bed shrunk down. It was a dog bed but a fancy one and the cozy sheets looked expensive too. There was also a basket filled to the brim with dog toys. You looked at him incredulously with a laugh.

"And here I was thinking you weren't a dog person and you're spoiling her already," you teased. He chuckled, a slight pink tint to his face you couldn't remember ever witnessing as he bit his lip and smiled at you.

"Yeah well… my girls gotta have the best. And… I mighta got attached to her," he shrugged easily.

"Billy Russo has a heart after all. Who knew?" You snorted. He gripped your jaw gently, giving your lips a firm peck before smirking down at you.

"Don't tell a soul or I'll have to kill you. I got a rep to keep," he smirked devilishly. You snorted again, shaking your head as you took the now sleeping puppy to her lavish bed and set her down.

When you walked back over to Billy, you wrapped your arms around his middle and he responded in kind and held you close.

"I can't believe you thought I'd cheat on you," he murmured, nuzzling your hair. You felt your cheeks heat up as you moved away and looked up at him.

"I know. I'm sorry, I just… you'd been acting weird and then the phone call, I didn't know what to think," you said softly. He frowned a little, tucking some of your hair behind your ear before resting a hand on your jaw.

"You know I love you, right?" He asked with a furrowed brow.

"I know. Honestly… I've never questioned it. I've never felt like that before. My mind just ran away with itself," you felt bad now and really fucking stupid but he had been acting weird. How were you to know that he was secretly procuring you the cutest puppy to exist?

He kissed your forehead softly, lips lingering a moment before he cupped your cheeks, tilting your head to look up at him. His dark eyes were full of many emotions and you got lost in them.

"You're the only one I want. Ever since I met you, I never wanted anyone else. I ain't ever felt like this before but all I know is… I'm yours. I love you, Y/N. There'll never be anyone else," he murmured sincerely. You couldn't help the dopey smile on your face as you leaned up and captured his lips in a soft kiss.

"I love you too, Billy. But… I will have to share you now with Cotton Ball," you teased against his lips. He chuckled, nipping at your bottom lip.

"You'll always be my best girl," he grinned, rubbing his nose against yours.

One hand dropped to your neck, the other slinking around you and settling on your ass as he kissed you deeply. Just as you were really getting into it, he hissed, cursing and moving away as he lifted his foot. The foot that had tiny razor teeth latched onto it as the dog dangled off his toe. You couldn't help the bubble of laughter that came out of you as you pried the dog away from his foot.

"Feel like I might end up regrettin' this decision," he huffed, eyes narrowed at Cotton Ball who was now happily in your arms. He wasn't really mad though, his lips were slightly upturned as he reached out and rubbed the dogs tiny head.

"Awww. Is the big bad marine scared the lil doggy might bite his ass when he's having sex?" You mocked playfully.

Billy's mortified face had you in stitches. He looked like he'd not considered it until you said it and now he was glaring at the dog like she'd ready done it.

"We're gonna need some boundaries," he muttered to the dog as he pointed at her, then his piercing eyes turned to you and you bit your lip to stifle your laughter.

"And for the record, I am a big bad marine and I ain't scared of a fuckin' dog," he smirked with a raised brow. You rolled your eyes goodnaturedly as you turned, dog in hand, and left the room.

"Mhmm. Just wait until I tell Frank how you're scared of a ball of fluff. Or the guys from Anvil. Or maybe I'll tell them just how much you love her already," you grinned, laughing when he gripped your hips and dragged you so your back pressed against his front.

"What I tell you? You tell and I'll have to kill you. I don't wanna do that, I might just miss you," he murmured with a smile as he nuzzled your neck.

"Russo's going soooft!" You teased with a laugh, squealing when his hands dug into your sides to tickle you.

Honestly, you never really thought Billy would be a dog person. But you never thought he'd be the type to live with someone and here you were. You never thought he'd be the type to use the L word yet he did with you. He was full of surprises and this was way better than you anticipated. You never expected the other woman to be so cute.

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