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the-possum-writes · 18 days

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is it okay if I request Scarab x reader. Where like reader grabs hold of Scarab crystal, and accidentally shoot at him making him mini scarab bugs. And maybe a bonus ending of Scarab being reformed, and embarrassed about the event.

[Bug Sitting]

❥Character: The Scarab

❥Wordcount: 2639

❥Tags: SFW Gender neutral Reader, Watching over Scarab as a favor, fluff, taking care of Scarab, he starts out as a meanie but eventually mellows out

❥Synopsis: After Scarab almost destroys the city and your friends in it, he's turned into a singular little bug who Fionna trusts you to watch over him while she figures out what to do with him

❥A/n: I know it's probably not as focused on the reformed aspect but the thought of taking care of Scarab as a bug came to mind and I couldn't stop writing ;w;)

❥Taglist: @foxpearlwilder

"Yeah I won't be able to come in today. I woke up with a terrible stomach flu." You try to make yourself sound as convincing as possible but it's hard with the constant tapping of glass in the background, ushering you to cover the receiving end of the home phone as you whisper over your shoulder. "Shh, keep it down!" Before pressing the phone back on your ear.

"How bad? Like, really bad. I'm talking Niagara falls kind of bad-" you insist, successfully gaining a disgusted grunt from the other side of the line. "Sure, I'll take it easy and be back by Monday." You bid a few more farewells and hung up the call, sighing in relief for a brief second only to turn around and deal with your current predicament. A red bug the size of a small dog residing in a glass tank usually made for heavy live fish in restaurants, he's been slamming himself against the glass ever since Fionna brought him him an hour ago in the hopes of breaking free and running rampant.

"Nice try little guy but that's a reenforced tank," you knock on the glass to prove it's resilience. "Now, be a good bug and get cozy while Fi and the others figure out what to do with you. You cost me a week's worth of pay since I need to babysit you 24/7 so I hope you like the taste of cereal cause that's all I can afford right now." You remark at the little critter who can only return the glare you're giving him, pressing a halt to his endeavor against the tank and turned his back to you.

Atleast you two are on the same page now.

Just a few hours ago the only thing you had to worry about was buying groceries but before you knew it you got a text from your buddy Fionna who said she needed help taking care of some bugs, of course your first impression was that she was dealing with cockroaches but when you got to her apartment you were received by the sight of five or maybe six beetle like bugs the size of a five month infant. If that wasnt weird enough then you weren't prepared when those bugs unified and formed into a tall humanoid insect man hell-bent on destroying your friends, naturally you didn't want that to happen so when Marshall and Gary tackled the insect man and he dropped his crystal thingy you threw yourself to grab it before Scarab did, resulting in the four legged bug in the fish tank in the middle of your apartment. Who would've thought.

Fionna begged for you to watch over the bug guy while they try to contact some other guy to take him away, being that she trusts you more than Lsp considering what happened last time. You were already willing to shoot at a man to save your friend so what's some babysitting in comparison?

And here you are, sitting back in your couch as you turn on the TV watching the news about city repairments after said bug man almost destroyed everything.

"For such a small fella you cause quite a scene." You muse out loud, hoping to get a reaction from the bug. "Well you sure don't look as menacing as you did a few hours ago."

This annoyed Scarab, turning around to scratch at the glass with his front legs in your direction as his maw repeatedly open and closed as if to bite you. "Stuck a nerve huh?" You giggle at the little dude.

After teasing him a bit more you were left feeling peckish so you complied with your word and served yourself a plate of cereal. After the first few bites you felt a pair of eyes on you, or more specifically your plate. You poured a few cereal flakes for him in a different bowl, opened the lip enough for your hand to slip inside but Scarab bit your hand when you were halfway into placing the bowl and ended up dropping it instead. "OUCH! You little-" you immediately retrieved your hand, shutting the lid closed as you rub your injured hand.

You glare at the little bugger as he cackles at you.

His mischievous smile didn't last long since he took a whiff of the cereal and was rather dubious, taking a bite of it before coughing it out like a cat spitting a hairball. He stared at you once again but this time his eyes had a more accusatory expression within them.

"Sorry your majesty, were you expecting a roasted chicken instead? Well even if I had the ingredients, city destroyers don't deserve roasted chicken!" You scoff, also feeling kinda frustrated at the lack of groceries but you've seen the damage this dude is capable of, so there's no way you're risking him out of your sight. Scarab wasn't in the mood to argue with you (not that he could), so he just scuttled back to the corner of the tank and gave his back to you. As funny as it may seem you imitated his movements and went back to the couch, laying on your side and giving your back to him.

That's were you chose to sleep for the rest of the night, there's no way you're letting him inside your bedroom so you brought a pillow and a blanket into the living room. It was a usual night, he tried to keep you from sleeping by repeatedly tapping the glass again but he got tired at some point and went to sleep, sooner or later you were disturbed by a clicking sound, you snapped your eyes open at the thought of him escaping again but upon closer inspection you found Scarab curled up on himself as he shivered from the cold with the clinking sound coming from his teeth. It's the middle of the winter season so it does get kind of chilly inside your department without a proper heater to keep you warm but while you get by with blankets and a comfy pair of socks, Scarab has none of that, although he is a big meanie that doesn't mean he deserves to suffer cold.

You went to the cupboard and retrieved a heating pad for cats, something you bought on a 2 for 1 deal while Fionna kept the other one. You adjusted the heat on the pad and quietly opened the lid of the tank, carefully raising Scarab and sliding the pad under him like something out of an Indiana Jones movie, you also tossed in an old fluffy sweater for good measure and draped it over him eventually stopping the chatter of his teeth altogether. With that out of the way you slipped back into the couch and drifted off into sleep once more, completely missing the yellow eye peeking from within the sweater.

The next morning went just as uneventful, pouring more cereal onto Scarab's bowl but with a pair of kitchen pincers causing a sly smile on Scarab's face. But his smile fell back when he caught sight of the cereal again.

"What? I told you I don't have anything else around here." You insist but he doesn't tear his eyes away from you. "Alright, alright! I'll see what I can find." You throw your hands into the air, half expecting to find something gross like a can of spam. But you literally only end up finding a cockroach, immediately crushing it with a flip flop. "Ugh, gross." You stand up from your crouched position, holding the flip flop with the roach. "This is literally the only thing I found." You joke at the bug but he gleefully scampers in your direction as far as the tank allowed him, nodding his head as if saying. "Yeah, yeah!"

"Really? I mean, okay then." You drop the roach into the tank and Scarab immediately munched on it like you would snack on trail mix. That gave you an idea, an idea that required you to slip into your coat, grab a jar and rush down the stairs of your department building and into the back alley where the residents dumpsters are. Scarab was left perplexed by your sudden disappearance but that didn't stop him from taking the opportunity of your absence and try to break out. But he soon found it difficult since he’s been without a decent meal while he was trapped in here, immediately giving up due to the exhaustion. You came back not too long holding a closed jar in your hands, when you came up to him he realized the jar had roaches inside, with some alive and some squished. Scarab was practically drooling at the sight.

"So I thought you were being a picky eater but it never came to me that you literally can't eat cereal so I figured I'd catch a few of these for you." You explain, opening the tank to grab the bowl of cereal, toss the flakes away and pour the bugs into the bowl instead. He didn't respond in any meaningful way (besides not biting you this time) since he started devouring the tiny critters and chased after the ones that were alive, he was grateful whenever you knew it or not.

A little bit more into the afternoon you started playing some movies, you figured Scarab wouldn’t be interested in them but with bored taking over him he found himself trying to get a good look at the tv the best he could. “Here let me help.” You offer, removing a few items that blocked his sight and turning the tank in a good position.

“This is one of my favorites, it’s a bit sappy but if you overlook the dialogue you can appreciate the depth and care that went into the character’s relationships.” Is what you explain, even if you talked over the movie and annoyed him a bit. Nevertheless it felt good to have someone hear you talk without telling you to keep it quiet, or in this case have someone be able to complain to you about your talking- if Scarab could complain, he definitely would. That’s how the two of you spent the rest of the week, you’d catch bugs for him to eat and watch movies and shows while you mention some details here and there. By the end of the week you finally got an update from Fionna when she came by and brought you a pizza

“Surprise!” Fionna and Cake exclaim at the same time when you opened the door.

“Oh glob, guys you shouldn’t have.”

“It’s the least we can do for you since you did me a solid watching over Scarab, speaking of which, how’s the little guy been treating you?” Fionna makes room at the coffee table for the pizza, with you being the first to take a slice.

“Well for starters you didn’t warn me that he’s a biter. But besides that he’s been well behaved, we had a rough start but we’ve been watching movies together by now.” You shrug with a mouthful.

“Oh really?” Fionna looked surprised. “Huh. Anyways we finally figured out what to do with him, so you’ll finally have him out of your hair.”

“Whats… what’s gonna happen to him?”

“Prismo, the guy who helped us out, said he and Scarab’s boss demoted him to be his assistant.”

Its almost comical when you heard choking coming from the fish tank, apparently the news was quite a surprise to Scarab.

“Well then.” You stood up from the fish tank now looking down at the bug you’ve been taking care of and you slowly started seeing as a roommate, you mindlessly open the lid and slowly lower your hand to pet the back of his mask shaped shell. “Guess this is goodbye Scarab, wish I could say it was fun but our conversations were pretty one sided.” Your tone was low, almost sadden but the bug quickly fixed that by taking a bit of your hand once more. Rather than the rough chomp he gave you at the start of the week, this one was more of a nibble. A welcomed one by that.

Your life went back to how it usually was before the whole Scarab thing happened, you go to work, you hang out with Fionna, you buy your groceries and watch your movies albeit alone and in silence. It isn’t until one day you came back from a particularly rough shift that you directly went to plop down on the couch, but immediately soon after you heard someone knocking the door, begrudgingly getting up to respond in a cranky mood. “If this is about the water bill I already paid it.” You start complaining but rather than seeing the landlord you were expecting you were met with a towering man with a pale complexion and gray hair, he’s holding a box of cereal and carries an expression that spoke of someone who’s… embarrassed? Annoyed?

“Yes?” you remain quizzical of the stranger.

“I came by to drop this off for you, considering it a thank you gift for not letting me starve or whatever.” He shoved the box in your hands but it still leaves you confused.

“Thanks? But, who are you?”

Realization finally graced his features, the hint of a smile raising on the side of his lips upon noticing he had the upper hand.

“Oh right, you probably don’t recognize me now that I’m not the size of a house cat.” He shifts into a red complexion that was way more familiar to you now, jumping in shock as you tighten your grip on the cereal box.

“SCARAB!” you shout. “The hell are you doing here?! I thought you were in a time out box or something like that.”

Scarab nonchalantly rubs a hand on the front of his carapace. “I was allowed to come here due to my good behavior, and also because Prismo insisted I’d stop by and show my… gratitude.” He mumbles that last part.

“I’m listening.” You place the box under your arm with newfound expectancy.

“Well, I’m thankful you didn’t leave me to die from the cold or hunger even if it was rather tempting given my track record.” He adjusts the tie with a single hand, a rather mundane gesture just for the sake of giving his hands something to do as he wills the words to come out of his mouth. “Although the circumstances that lead to it were insufferable, you made things a bit less insufferable.”

“Oh, no problem it was nice having you around actually.” You bring up with a smile gaining a slight head tilt from Scarab at the mention of him being pleasant company. “It was like watching over a cat.” You add soon after, having him slump his shoulders.

“Hmph,” he looked away. “But yes that was all. I’ll leave you to your business then.” He turned to leave but you immediately stopped him, to the shock of both of you.

“Wait, since you’re already here why don’t you watch a movie with me? If you’re not in a hurry I mean.”

Scarab receives a notification from his crystal device, his posture relaxing when he read the message from his new boss Prismo who is no doubt keeping an eye on him but still gives him the green light.

“I suppose I could stay for one movie, but on one condition.” He raises an accusatory finger. “No talking during the movie!”

You snicker under your breath. “Alright, I accept your terms. But on the condition that you don’t bite me!” You step aside to let him into your apartment as he mutters.

“No promises.”

To which you playfully bump shoulders with him as you close the door.

#scarab x reader #fionna and cake #Adventure Time #the scarab #reader insert

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ktsumu · 10 months

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DONT START W FRAT HUSBAND IWA I WILL LITERALLY COLLAPSENOSNXOANDOSNDLANSKNXKSNZN

HI THANKS FOR UNLOCKING PANDORA'S BOX YOU JUST GOT BAITED INTO MY ASKBOX

frat husband iwa under the cut deadass

frat guy iwa who you meet in your sophomore year at UCLA — you spent your entire freshman year letting it set in that you're attending UCLA, and now that you're adjusted; it's party time!

you're in this crazy frat and iwaizumi isn't even in the frat himself, his roommate is, but he somehow gets roped along to these outrageous parties they throw.

the first time you meet iwaizumi, there's an trap remix blaring through the shaking living room, and you're both dressed up as some indiana jones-esque explorers.

you lock eyes for a minute, laughing at how stupid the safari theme makes you both look with your khaki shorts and satchels, but he's yanked away into the middle of the homemade mosh pit before you can even make your way over.

( the second time you meet iwaizumi, it's junior year, and he gets to you before his friends get to him. )

you never imagined yourself to meet your boyfriend by getting lifted onto a bathroom counter while you listen to the walls buzz, kissing blindly and going blue in the face before you dare stop, but hey! life's a ride and you wear a seatbelt!

the rest is history; you're hajime's girl, everyone knows it. in fact, hajime wasn't even the one who mentioned the frat wedding, it was the others who were like 'yeah, she's a keeper, let's have a wedding!'

they sing a stupid bruno mars song while iwaizumi (though red in the face and laughing uncontrollably) drops to one knee at sunset on campus, proposing to you with a costume ring you're pretty sure they had in a closet from an old party theme.

( whatever, you say yes regardless. )

so, in the same place you met, in that dumbass frat house that is once again full of people, now all dressed like they're headed to a black tie event, iwaizumi holds your hands in his 'suit'

( it's a pair of black slacks and a white button down, but the shirt is left loose at the collar )

and you stand in your 'dress'

( it's a thrifted white mini and a veil — just as beautiful as the real deal, if iwaizumi had to give his opinion )

his roommate stands there, screaming his officiations over the music, hajime iwaizumi, my guy, do you take this gem as your wife?

( he laughs as he says i do, squeezing your hands tighter )

and do you take this fella to be your husband?

( you nod, shrugging. iwaizumi gasps in offense before you laugh and say i do )

well, by the power invested in me and my brothers, you guys are married! kiss her, man!

and god, does he fucking kiss you — he swirls you into a dip, grinning against your lips as the house gets so loud you think your eardrums pop.

but, you know, he isn't a bad husband. it's good practice for when you actually say i do — for real, this time ;3

#I KNOW HE DOESN'T ACTUALLY GO TO UCLA HE GOES TO A FAKE UNI BUT whatever don't mention it #LMFAO SEL UR THE ONE FUELLING MY DELUSIONAL DRABBLES #does he f*** you in your veil that night? he do

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ln-stories · 11 months

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Leviathan's Mc!

This is the third drawing and headcannons of my mini series with the obey me charachers and their custom mcs. Previously i did Mammon's mc if you want you can check my page. After alot of thought i decided to make Levi's mc next. I'm accepting request for the next characher reccomentations, Ty for reading and enjoy!.

(Apologies for any grammar mistakes.)

Third Leviathan's MC

Warnings: Spoiler alert of the lessons, small swear words.

Heacannons:

This mc (he/him)

Personality: energetic, optimistic, shy sometimes Really Forgetful, aloof, secretly a Weeb, sensitive (very sensitive if someone bully him about his horns. Protect at all costs.)

1)This Mc is a medium size fella not to big not too small. A perfect size with much floof. He always have a pink blush in his face, He doesn't know why XDDD

2)when he arrived at devildom he was the only one that was asleep. When he woke up he was thinking that everything was a dream (bad one since he was seeing demons surrounding him). Poor guy had an existential crisis when he learned that it wasn't a dream.

3)At first he wouldn't get out of his room at all. He was really scared. Lucifer assignmented Levi to guide him in the devildom since this Mc showed a very introverted nature with them. Lucifer also hoped that Levi would find a new friend since he was locked himself in his room.

4)The first meeting was awkward.. VERY awkward, With Levi repeating calling everyone a normie including the mc. This backfired with a big surprise cuz this mc is secretly a weeb, as one manga comic of an anime series that the mc was watching fell on the floor.

5)After that they has a duel what realm has the better anime and games. The jealousy and tesion was so intence you could cut it with a knife XDDD. They had a big rivalry with eachother proving the superiority of their favourite series and games. (i imagine the MC doing jojo poses and Levi be like "WTF am i watching now???")

6)After the TSL showdown, Mc was really hurt with Leviathan actions, both of them took some time to cool off. Levi admitted that Mc won and decided to make peace with them, earning Leviathan pact. (the pact mark is visible on one of Mc's ears).

7)This mc had many incecurities and it turns out he was bullied alot in RAD. One of Mc's incecurities is that he didn't had any horns compared to other mcs of this series.

8) Slowly both leaviathan and mc started hanging out exhanging games and anime series that they should try out. They bonded over the colorful characters and funny scenes to the point they turned thing into regular meetings in Levi's room.

9) Both of them failing classess Miserably since they spend alot of time together playing very late at night. They almost had to repeat a year.

10) Leviathan and Mc have a wholesome relationship mostly, thought sometimes Levi jealousy and incecurities gets in the way.

11) Levi and Mc had alot of deep talks with their gaming sessions. Levi always remembered that they were incecure about not having horn like the others. Sooo Levi decided to do something about it.

12) Since Levi is a premium member of Akuzon... He decided to buy secret magic horns for the mc as a token of appreciation for all the good times they had so far. (The mc loved them and wore them everyday, the bullies got real quiet after that XDD). Also gifts are also an often thing that Levi does to mc, whitch include manga and special limited stuff.

13) After some time Levi and Mc are inseparable, either they are hanging out to levi room, or Mc's room. Not anywhere near outdoors. (only on events with the others, otherwise outside? Big no)

14) Levi is getting jealous alot when the Mc is hanging out with someone else other than him. Overthinking alot that the mc doesn't care for him anymore. (whitch is not true). Well he is the avatar of envy, its literally his first nature..

15) Sometimes his jealous issues are getting severe alot sometimes he doesn't act upon them, sometimes he does.. and when it does he doesn't let mc out of his room, making excuses for "cmon one more episode mcccc pleaseee! It's about to get good!!".

16) The mc is guarding Levi rooms at times whenever he away so that Mammon doesn't steal stuff or money. One time Mammon tried to steal a limited edition ruri-chan figuring and it didn't end well for Mammon since Mammon's mc will drag his ass away and apologize for him to the mc and Levi.

17) Mammon's mc and Leaviathan's mc have a very wholesome bond. Kind of like a wholesome sibling bond. Whitch is soo cuteee.

18) Sometimes the mc with levi will play online with the angels luke and simeon. Lets say we all know who wins those online games XDDD. (poor luke and simeon RIP)

19)This mc is very forgetful sometimes, when events are coming up, Levi is always making sure to remind them and ask them if they wanna go together. (sooo wholesome and shyy)

20) After RAD ended The mc didn't wanna return to the human realm, He got too attached to the devildom. He visits the human realm from time to time but he usually likes to stay at the devildom with his favourite person Levi. He made connections with the others as well. (closest friendships Mammon, Levi, simeon, luke and Mammon's mc)

Thank you for reading! i'm accepting requests for the next characher and the custom mc. Have a nice day!

#obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obm #obey me #obey me mc #omswd #obey me leviathan #obey me luke #leviathan x mc #om! leviathan #leviathan headcanons #leviathan avatar of envy #leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me main character #obey me mc oc

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jules-has-notes · 5 months

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2017 VoicePlay spring travels — all over the map

VoicePlay were some busy bunnies in early 2017, and they continued to get by with some help from their friends, particularly their three substitute singers for live shows.

The guys started their spring with a mini-tour through Georgia. They picked up J.None and traversed the state to play four shows in five days.

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Some auditions go more smoothly than others, but they're always amusing.

Howdy, fellas

When their pals Home Free came to town, the guys couldn't resist seeing them do their thing.

Then they grabbed Erik Winger and hit the road again for a whirwind weekend. First they hopped over to Texas for a student workshop and a concert in Lake Jackson. (While they were there, Winger also earned cool points with some fans' kids via backstage shenanigans.)

Next they flew up to Pennsylvania to headline a local high school a cappella festival. Then they headed down to Washington, DC for a private event.

Workin' day and night

After they got home, Layne, Tony, and sound guy Paul Kaleka spent most of the next week working on PattyCake's next project, "Michaeleficent", at a couple different locations in the area.

Geoff and Kathy spent some time making final preparations for the impending arrival of their little one, and VoicePlay brought in his paternity leave replacement — Bryant Vance, member of Vocalosity and Rockapella, and then-fiancé of their frequent collaborator Hannah Juliano — to get him up to speed.

Meanwhile, J.None was a busy bee. He recorded some vocals for a friend's EP; squeezed in a quick cruise gig with one of his other regular groups at the time, Paradigm Party Band; volunteered at an annual event to uplift unhoused people; and then met up with Paradigm again for an electrifying night at the Hard Rock Cafe.

Once J was available again, VoicePlay scooped him up for a private event at Disney World.

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clips of "A Whole New World", "I Want It That Way", & "Hound Dog"

Here comes a son

And then it was time to meet the newest, tiniest member of the Castellucci family (a couple weeks sooner than expected).

Geoff's announcement on Twitter // the Steins' first visit // wrangling the baby and the fur baby

Kathy posted a video on Instagram for William's seventh birthday that includes footage of them in the hospital before and after his birth. The kid's become quite a little bundle of energy, as Geoff predicted.

Bright lights, several cities

Bryant started his subbing duties the next week with a corporate gig in Fort Lauderdale. A couple days later, the guys pulled Geoff out of the house for one day to film their next video with J.None.

The week after that, they gathered up Winger and met Bryant in Washington, DC for a private event at the Library of Congress.

Back at home, J.None and his friend Daniel provided a live serenade for another friend's marriage proposal. (She said yes.)

Some of the gang followed Bryant home to NYC, and had a bit of an aca-reunion with Hannah and former 4:2:Five tenor Danny Alan. The Edge Effect's Instagram account joked that they were forming a supergroup called the RockaLocity PlayEffect. (They do have all the vocal parts covered…)

From the seas to the plains

In the middle of May, the guys set sail for the Bahamas on the Disney Dream once more, again with both Winger and Bryant. (Some high seas hijinks ensued when Erik fell asleep in the wrong cabin.)

During their week at home in between trips, Eli and Ashley bought a new house.

Then VoicePlay finished the month by hitting the road again with J.None and Geoff back in the mix for a show in Toledo, Ohio.

Toledo, OH show — photos by Mary D. Fox

Functioning privately

June was a bit quieter, allowing the guys to do some work at home in preparation for future projects. Layne, Cyndi, and the girls even recorded a family music video of "Dear Theodosia" from Hamilton for Doris's first birthday.

VoicePlay did have a couple of private events booked for the middle of the month, though. The first was at a marina in Vancouver.

The second was at the top of a hotel in Miami Beach.

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backstage shenanigans (No, I don't know why Earl is saying "fish".)

Ships in the morning

They closed out the season with one more trip on the Dream, where they crossed paths with their pals The Edge Effect.

#VoicePlay #traveling musicians #behind the scenes #J.None #Erik Winger #Bryant Vance #long post #video #link-o-rama

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the-darkness-does-not-bargain · 2 years

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I'm on a cruise right now so of course I'm thinking about my blorbos going on a cruise too. Idk why maybe there's wraith demons aboard a particular ship and the company is trying to cover it up. The point is: Nuns on a Boat. I'm sure the Vatican forks over the necessary funds, probably for a week-long trip, enough time to investigate, plan, execute, and clean up. The original plan was to send a small team of two or three, but Ava probably pesters the new Pope into paying for the whole gang to go (she definitely plays the Jesus card).

It goes like this: the official OCS sisters enter as a group of 4 (Mother, Camila, Yasmine, and Dora) while the remaining 4 split into 2 pairs, Avatrice undercover as newlyweds on a honeymoon (it's good practice for the real thing, Bea!) and Mary riding as a solo passenger (hiding Lilith in her room). They probably have a contact in the ship's crew that sneaks them keycards and pass codes to restricted areas and makes arrangements for them to be in the right place at the right time for recon purposes. I don't know what the demons are doing, maybe planning some kind of mass possession within an enclosed space, but whatever it is will require asskicking through overpriced shops and probably flinging several pool chairs around to solve.

Assorted ideas:

1. The list of shore excursions has to be pried from Ava's hands by Mary because The Second Coming of Christ canNOT be trusted with them. Not because she doesn't know what she's doing, but because if they let her go unchecked she'll have their days booked 6 ways to the Sabbath with several activities overlapping each other. Baby girl wants to do EVERYTHING, time constraints be damned!

2. Beatrice is a little nervous about their cover story, not because she doesn't love Ava or doesn't see them getting married eventually, but because she's still battling some shame about being affectionate in public. This is, of course, in stark contrast to Ava, who is ecstatic over the chance to be shamelessly close to Bea with the tacit excuse of the mission. She drags them to every couple-y event aboard the ship and has no qualms about basically climbing her girlfriend whenever she can get away with it.

3. The God Squad is properly outfitted for just about every situation that could come up, and that includes swimming. For the actual nuns in the party, this means tasteful one-pieces that still earn respectful wolf whistles from Ava and the requisite number of sexy nun jokes. Ava wears a predictably tiny bikini that drives the boys and girls wild while Bea wears a more modest two-piece that drives Ava wild. Mary draws all the attention in her suit that shows off her killer arms and excellent abs. Lilith has to be coaxed into her suit because she's self-conscious. Jillian has probably come up with some way to either reverse or hide her scales, but the result is probably a lot of burn tissue that is difficult to conceal. Ava buys her a long-sleeve swim shirt with some silly design that Lilith threatens her life over but wears anyway.

4. Circling back to the excursions, an argument breaks out about which they should do, and whether they should stick together or split up. It gets a little heated until Mother shuts it down with "We will be doing the dolphin swim and that's final." "But why that one?" "Because I want to do the dolphin swim."

5. Ava is banned from the ship buffet after the third time she tries to dispense ice cream directly into her mouth

6. Camila gets a lot of attention from the fellas, and she gets permission from a quietly proud Mother to indulge them so long as she gets more information for the mission

7. Yasmine sweeps the trivia contests, winning all manner of silly knickknack prizes that she cherishes.

8. We don’t know much about Dora but I'm going to assume that she’s a prodigy in mini golf and collects a following of children who ooo and aaa every time she hits a hole-in-one. She and Mary clown on the competition in shuffleboard

9. Some guy sees Ava by herself (Bea is probably getting them ice cream since she's not banned) and attempts to shoot his shot. It's Ava, unfairly charming and distressingly cute, so he's practically bewitched two sentences into the conversation, but Ava's just being her normal, puppy self. Bea sees them and starts getting jealous, threatening to crush her ice cream cone to bits, but when Ava sees her coming back, she lights up with a "heeeyyy Boo-Bear, there you are! I missed you!" And immediately abandons the dude to press against her girlfriend. The guy makes brief eye contact with Bea before wisely choosing to walk away. Better luck next time, bro.

10. The tables turn when Beatrice is lounging in the sun while Ava is away (probably pestering Lilith) and an interested lady sits next to her and starts making small talk. Beatrice is extremely polite and doesn't quite pick up on the fact she's being flirted with, but Lilith has to punch Ava in the arm to stop her lighting up like an angry glowstick at the sight. Ava does march over there though and turns the puppy energy up to 11, wrapping her arms around Beatrice, nuzzling their cheeks together and pressing in until she's basically in Bea's lap. Bea is flustered and embarrassed, but the lady catches on to what's what and gracefully makes her exit. Ava drags Bea to their room for some quality time while Lilith does her best to look like she doesn't know them.

#warrior nun #save warrior nun #avatrice #sister lilith #sister camila #mother superion

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twistedroseytoesy · 2 years

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What if Yuu and some students sang Carpe Diem from Phineas and Ferb as a closing act for VDC?

Super fun idea! Yet another AU for the VDC, hope y’all like it!

The day of the VDC was a week away. Many of the groups were rehearsing and finalizing their acts. Yet mc felt left out as they watched their group get ready for the big day. They’re err just a manager, therefore they weren’t allowed to participate. That was stupid. So the decided to do something about it. Going to the school library and printing about 20 flyers, they taped them up around the school.

Needed! 20 students or more to help with a closing act for the VDC! If interested please meet in the gymnasium at 4 pm on xxxx day.

With that set out they prepared a few things and waited until the next day. There they judged a recruited a variety of students. Some of the more familiar ones, such as lilia, cater, jade surprisingly, and silver. Also g with many students from various forms happy to have a chance to perform.

Now with their group set up, they got to rehearsing. By the day of the VDC they were ready, along with magical fireworks and other fun magical visual effects.

after all the groups had gone out the mc walked out onto the stage. “Ladies and gentleman, wizards and witches, please put your hands together for the final act of the day! Brought to you by a group of NRC students who are glad you’ve all come this far, and proud of the groups performances today! And onto the song carpe diem!”

music started up as a large group of 30 students along with mc came into the stage, moving around and dancing to the music as they sang together.

“Well we hope you all enjoyed the show Hope it was not anticlimactic Now there's something we want you to know And we don't want to sound didactic!”

different groups did tumbling over summoned blocks and pads. Other groups did mini duels of brilliant light magic creating and sending out rainbows over the crowd.

“But if there's one thing we can say I know it sounds a bit cliché There's no such thing As just an ordinary day”

mc and grim appear above the groups riding a ghostly roller coaster along with their ghost friends and hopping down into the arms of the group. The coaster flying over and out of the arena with the ghosts laughing loudly.

“And you don't have to build a roller coaster Just find your own way to make the most of Upcoming days of summer And dance to the beat of a different drummer Just grab those opportunities when you see 'em 'Cause every day's a brand new day, you gotta Carpe Diem!”

the groups continued to sing and dance, using a mix of magic and talent to awe the crowd as the song came to an end with all the students miraculously in a pyramid with mc and grim at the top.

“'Cause every day's a brand new day, you gotta Carpe Diem!”

the Cory’s went wild, clapping and cheering as the students undid their pyramid, mc sliding down a magical slide created for them. they grabbed the mike one more time.

“thank you all for coming to the VDC! And now onto the winners ceremony!”

The students moved off the stage as the competitors came into the stage. Ace and deuce stood just off stage to free the prefect.

ace punched their arm before saying, “you traitor! You made up a fun dance thing behind our backs! You didn’t even invite us!” Deuce frowned a bit but remained silent.

“sorry fellas, I wanted to dance. So I did just that. Now you go win that event!” They said pushing ace toward the stage, giving a good slap to his ass. They nodded to deuce and he nodded back looking very serious as he followed ace onto tue stage.

it was unfortunate that the NRC tribe got second place and that the final act wasn’t allowed to be voted for due to it not being officially a part of the show. But mc couldn’t say that they were up set, they fought an overblot, saved their friends lives, and Vil’s, and gave one banger of a performance. Despite all their setbacks, they were successful. And they were ready to carpe diem.

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xpeachesncream · 4 years

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2AM | one shot

summary: just like yoongi says - if namjoon wasn’t gonna act on his feelings for you, then why couldn’t you? even if that meant sliding into namjoon’s DMs.

pairing: reader x namjoon

genre: college au | sprinkle of fluff, smut

words: 3.8k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, club scene, alcohol consumption, dancing/grinding, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, breast play, hickeys, oral (f. receiving), cum eating, ass smacking, doggy style, hair pulling, headboard knocking against the wall and head to the mattress type of rough sex, pillow to the face type of loud sex, backshots, namjoon is a kind fella though and really respects you

note: i’ve been hearing namjoon is/has become people’s bias wrecker lately..... 🤪 this is for you. i’ve tried to make this as realistic and relatable as possible. pls excuse any errors!

The club was awfully packed tonight, you and your friends and a bunch of all your mutual friends tightly pushed against one corner of the club, celebrating whoever's birthday it was - you couldn't fucking remember. You were just there because you knew of the person, but your friends still dragged you out to have a good time.

And, God, you were drunk. You were having a good time. You were already drunk before the club, having pissed on the sidewalk with Yoongi covering you with his jacket while Jin pissed next to you in the alley since there were no bathrooms open to the public at this time.

"Namjoon is here!" You hear Yoongi yell and nudge you. Namjoon had always had a crush on you. You two were friends, had a lot of mutual friends, but it was nothing more of a hi and bye in passing on campus. Occasional small talk, nothing more, nothing less. But, it didn't mean you didn't think he was attractive. Standing almost at 6 ft tall, the man was buff in all the right places and had a smile that could kill from miles away. You just never pressed on it because Namjoon never pressed on it. People teased him about his silly crush on you but he never took it further. He'd call you the prettiest girl he'd ever seen on campus, leaving anonymous comments on the campus' compliment board talking about how your smile was the best one he's ever seen. Everyone knew it was Kim Namjoon. But it was just a silly crush after all, right?

Tonight though, you were thinking of doing other things. Maybe it was this dick drought you had been in, maybe it was the alcohol heightening your attraction to him. Whatever the fuck it was, you wanted it and you were down.

"Aye!" Namjoon comes over to Yoongi and Jin, giving them their daps and hugs before he makes his way over to you. "What's up, Y/N?" He pulls you into a tight hug.

"Hey! Didn't think you'd be here." You chuckled.

"Why not? I like to have fun every so often, too." You nod. It's not like Namjoon hated going out, but he did have a preference of staying in than being at the club. He wasn't at every outing or club event. He'd make it to some if it was really important to his friends, but he'd usually skip out and he'd be teased about it the following week. You liked that about him; that he wasn't the type to be a partier or spend his free time chugging on alcohol. He was one of the smartest guys on campus who was pretty well known and he carried himself well. Dude could run for president and he’d have everyone’s votes, no cap.

"Well, I'm glad you're here."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that you're glad I'm here." He joked with that smile of his, dimples piercing his cheeks before he continued his rounds of hello's.

"Well, I'm glad you're here." Jin fluttered his eyelashes as he swung back and forth, mocking your tone in tiny causing Yoongi to laugh.

"Fuck off, Seokjin." You shove him.

"Why don't you finally do something about it? You know he likes you.”

"Why does it have to be me?"

"Why can't it be you?" Yoongi asked. "Does the dude always have to make a move?"

"Yeah, and besides, what if he's only doing that because he respects you and thinks you don't like him like that?" Jin butted in.

"I didn't asked to be attacked." Yoongi shrugged.

"Just saying. It doesn't have to be on Namjoon. Maybe he's waiting on you. Don't slip up, fool." He jokes as you shake your head, leading your friends to the bar for another drink to keep your drunkness alive. Yoongi orders three shots of nasty ass Jameson, but you take it anyways because he's your homeboy and the shit was free. He asks for another round, which you almost pass on but you catch sight of your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook.

"Pass it." Yoongi smirks as he passes you another shot glass. You take it to the neck with ease, deciding you'd deal with consequences later. You just wanted to have your fun.

"Hey." Jungkook wraps his arms around you, causing you to shrug him off and push his arms away.

"Jungkook, stop." You used to hate him. You really used to despise the guy, but it had gotten so tiring that you eventually got over it and moved on. You had a good relationship after all, you had a great freshman year even if you started off college in a relationship. But, he didn't want it after a year and a half. He wanted his college freedom, wanted to explore, wanted to get to know the incoming freshmen girls and transfers. So, he eventually stopped trying and that killed you.

But myyyy, have the tables turned. Jungkook wanted you back badly even though you've made it blatantly obvious you were over him.

"Dance with me tonight? You look good." He looks at you up and down, eyeing the tight mini skirt and crop top you had on.

"Maybe.” You look at him like he was crazy. “I'm busy."

"With who?"

"Not with you."

"Come on, baby. Please." Obviously drunk and out of this mind.

"Ew, don't call me that Jungkook. I am not your baby."

"Aw come on, you’ll always be though." He smiles, hugging you once more.

"You got a whole line up, remember? Stop worrying about me." You scoff as you shove him aside, making your way back to your friends.

"The fuck was that about?"

"Jungkook being Jungkook."

"He definitely wants to have his cake and eat it, too."

"Well, that's not gonna fly with me. He needs to go."

"Good. Come on, let's go dance. Maybe Namjoon will come since you don’t wanna do it. Acting all scared and shit."

“Shut up, Yoongi. Just walk.” You laugh. Yoongi nods towards some free space, Jin already welcoming a lady friend onto his lap for a dance. You playfully dance around with Yoongi for a little before you feel him passing you off to pretty boy Park Jimin. You loved dancing with Jimin because lord knows he knew a thing or two about rhythm more than most of these men in the club. Including your friends.

Heh, just kidding.

After a song or two, the latest shots are starting to make their way through your veins, your skin feeling hot and your balance being a little thrown off. Nothing you couldn't handle though, you still knew how to compose yourself well and keep it together.

"Enjoying yourself?" You hear Namjoon come from behind you as you had been standing around by the railings, catching a breather after Jimin had broke you off to those two songs, working up a damn sweat.

"Yeah, are you?" You turn to face him as your arms hung loosely over the railing.

"I meaaaan, I think it could be better." He sips on his drink.

"Stop babysitting your drink, Namjoon." You playfully nudge him.

"I'm not babysitting, I'm just savoring this expensive drink." You roll your eyes and laugh. You watch as he takes another sip, your hand keeping his glass tilted from the end until there's nothing left for him to drink.

"There, that's better."

"You're a bad influence."

"No, I'm not."

"You are. Pretty, and a bad influence." He adds, chuckling while licking his bottom lip. It's silent for a minute as he's eyeing the crowd in front of you, watching people sloppily dance on each other or tongue each other down. Either or, everyone was drunk and feeling up on somebody.

Everyone besides you two.

"Fuck it, let's dance." He suddenly says, grabbing your hand and leading the way to the nearest empty space. He backs himself against the wall, grabbing you by the waist to throw your ass back on him. He grips you tightly as you work him, his hips moving in tandem with yours. If you weren't mistaken, you could feel this entire thing soaking your panties by the minute. The way he had taken initiative and grabbed your hand the way that he did. The way he backed himself against the wall and shoved you onto his crotch area.

You didn't know Namjoon had it in him after he had been shying away from his crush on you. Park Jimin was sliding down the dance pyramid, with Kim Namjoon quickly climbing his way to the top.

Something so innocent had turned intimate pretty quick, your body backed against his now as you slowly worked your hips to Rossi's All I Want, your hand grabbing around his neck. You felt his breath against your skin, his eyes locked on you and only you.

After a couple of dances, you turned to him, his arms still wrapped around your waist. He gave you a big, toothless smile, his dimples becoming a huge weakness for you. You being the tease that you are, gave him a kiss on the cheek before you started to pull away from his grip.

"Oh, so it's like that?" He jokes as he bites on his bottom lip, his hands slowly slipping down your wrists the more you pull away.

"I don't know, is it?"

"You tell me. Are you going to hit me up to kick it?"

"We'll see." You smirk at him before walking towards your friends, his tongue pressed against his cheek as he watches your hips sway from side to side. After tonight, you knew you wanted Namjoon and he was the goal. No if's, and's or but's.

You and your friends call it a night by the time the club is almost coming to a close. Everyone is rushing to head out and catch their Ubers, but you see no Namjoon in sight. He must have disappeared sometime during the night, and you were too busy with your friends to notice. Which, is a fucking bummer because you wanted to see him before you left, hoping it could flourish into something more than just the dances you shared with him tonight.

You just had to be a tease.

Getting home, you're a little uneasy because you're stuck on the fact that you want something more out of the night and you couldn't get that. You hesitated quite a few times, picking up your phone, then throwing it back onto your bed. Your roommate hadn't gotten home yet, the loneliness kicking in quick.

Fuck it!

You shake your head and grow some balls to hit up Namjoon to see what he was up to at damn near 2AM.

But sike, your ass doesn't even have his number.

"What the fuck, Y/N!" You groan to yourself, quickly pulling up your group chat w/ Yoongi and Jin before you change your mind.

[y/n] 1:52am: ANYBODY HAVE NAMJOON'S NUMBER???

Pure silence for the next 5 minutes.

[y/n] 1:58am: i know none of you two are getting some tonight, where tf are you!

Some more silence.

"For fuck's sake, guys." You whined as you pulled up Namjoon's IG page. Were you really gonna do this? Were you really gonna slip yourself into his DMs?

Absolutely the fuck yes.

x_ynbaby: hi

namjoooonie: :) look who it is

x_ynbaby: sorry this prob looks stupid as fuck but i just realized i didnt have your number

namjoooonie: no biggie. at least ill be able to say y/n slid in my dm's first

x_ynbaby: pls dont start

namjoooonie: how can i help you?

x_ynbaby: what are you up to?

namjoooonie: im about to get ready for bed just like you should be doing

x_ynbaby: excuse you, im grown. i can go to bed when i want lol

namjoooonie: you're grown, ey?

x_ynbaby: yeah i am

namjoooonie: cool, come show me here?

x_ynbaby: kim namjoon, what is that supposed to mean

namjoooonie: it means you come over and watch something with me that isnt pg-13, duh? take it or leave it cutie, ive got some good comedy stand-ups on my list

x_ynbaby: lol send me the address

You laughed out loud. He was so frustratingly cute that you found yourself throwing on your jacket and heading back out to grab an Uber to his place not too far from yours. His roommate was home, but he had been locked up in his room the entire time Namjoon had gotten back. He figured he was already sound asleep, so he had you quietly come up the steps, his hand holding onto yours as you tippy-toed past his roommate's door.

"Fuck, finally. What a journey." He says, shutting his door.

"You're so dramatic."

"Says the one who was like we'll see." He mocks you, batting his eyelashes and tilting his head to the side.

"Shut up. Where's your list of comedy stand-ups, huh?" He plops on his bed, patting the empty space next to him.

"Right here." He opens his macbook. "This is where all the magic happens."

"Ah, yes. The comedy stand-ups and the porn, right?"

"Yup, especially the porn." You laugh as you playfully shove him aside. He actually begins to play Dave Chapelle's Sticks and Stones, his cute laugh already erupting and echoing throughout his room. You couldn't help but laugh yourself, your body sinking closer to his. Feeling his body against yours had the heat pooling in your core, wanting more from him while you were here. "I can't believe he—" He turns to look at you, your gaze still kept on him. "What?"

"Namjoon, I know this isn't the only thing you were thinking about tonight." You say, almost at a whisper.

"It's not, but I don't wanna disrespect you in any way." He says, in typical Namjoon fashion. You shake your head, your hand on his chest as you slightly push yourself up.

"Handle me." He simply looks at you as you nod. "Handle me like you would, all bullshit aside." He hesitates a bit, his face edging closer to yours.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes. We've established that we're grown, right? Show me." You say breathily. As soon as it slips your mouth, Namjoon shoves his laptop aside to wrap his strong arms around you, allowing you to wrap your legs around his torso. He gently lays you on his bed as he keeps his lips locked onto yours. The kiss becomes messy, your tongue continuously pushing against his, the sounds of wet kisses now filling his room. You moan into his mouth as he fiddles to remove your joggers, catching a glimpse of him finally removing them and tossing it across his neatly organized room. You pulled away for a quick second to remove his shirt before he removed yours, your hands trailing down his beautiful chest.

"Fuck, taking this off." He says, aggressively unhooking your bra and throwing it off to the side to be an eyesore along with your sweats lying on the floor. You giggle as he begins to kiss down your neck and jawline, then welcoming himself to your breasts. He plays with your nipples, his thumb toying with it and gently pinching. You let out a hiss as you feel his tongue flicking around your nipples one by one, his breath causing cold air to linger on them. You watch as he begins to suck on the skin of your breasts, leaving purple-ish marks on either boob.

"Ohhhhshit." You bite onto your bottom lip, so fucking turned on by him and his ways. He makes his way down to your panties, giving your clothed clit a kiss before shoving your panties aside and licking a strip upwards. "Ahhhhh, Namjoon." You breathe.

"Uh huh?" He says, lowering his mouth onto your clit, sucking as his tongue caressed it slowly at the same time. His mouth and tongue are continuing to work in tandem while he slips in two digits, working them in and out to stretch you out.

"Yeah, like that." You moan, your hand is gripping his hair tightly as you jut your hip upwards. Namjoon does a good job holding you down, even as your high approaches. "Ughhhhhhgggfuck!" Your words mesh together as you try to jut your hips upwards once more before you feel yourself unraveling under his grip. You tremble as you coat his fingers, moaning loudly and not giving a damn about his sleeping roommate anymore.

"Shhh, my roommate." He chuckles as he towers over you, careful not to put all his body weight on yours.

"I'm sorry but, gohhhhd." You whine. "Please just fuck me, I wanna feel you." He bites onto his bottom lip, watching you twirl your tongue around his wet digits and suck on them, giving yourself a good taste of your pussy.

"Stop." He tilts his head back and shakes his head. "You're gonna make me cum just doing that."

"What's wrong with that?"

"I haven't gotten to feel you, yet. That's what." He says as he removes his beautifully long and thick hardened member from his boxers, his sweats dropping to the floor from his ankles. He pumps himself a few times before he taps it against your folds, teasing you with his tip as he slides it up and down.

"Namjoon, I swear—" You arch your back, feining for more.

"You swear, or what?" He asks playfully, his tip the first to slowly enter inside of you. Your breathing hitches the deeper he goes in, literally having you question whether or not you were gonna be able to take him. "You okay?" You nod silently as you try to position yourself comfortably on him, Namjoon letting out a small groan as he feels you fully envelope him from wall to wall. He starts slow, making sure you were comfortable before he begins to pick up his pace. You grip the sheets as he begins to get aggressive with you, his headboard endlessly knocking on his wall.

He apparently doesn't give a fuck about his roommate either. And here he was, shushing you.

You begin to moan his name loudly, feeling the high approaching you once again.

"Y/N." He whispers, chuckling. He [politely] throws his pillow onto your head, signaling for you to hold onto it and scream into it if need be. Which, you do. "Fuuuck Y/N, you're so hot." He moans under his breath as his thrusts are fast, the sound of skin pounding against skin bouncing off of his walls.

"Joon, I'm cumming again." You moan into the pillow as he slows his thrusts for you, letting out breathy moans as he feels you constricting around him.

"Turn around." He says, you quickly obeying, shooting your ass up with your face down. You wiggle your ass onto his dick, causing him to slightly hiss. He inserts his tip in but allows you to sink onto him yourself. "Godddddamn." He moans as you begin to move your body up and down on his dick, cream lathering the top of it like icing. He gives your ass a good smack, the heat pooling to the area quickly. One hand grips your hips, while the other grips your hair and slightly tugs on it as he takes control and thrusts into you.

"Fuck! Namjoon." You groan as he pulls your hair. Your ass is bouncing off of him, the pain turning into pleasure. Your mouth is agape, no sounds being able to escape as he pounds into you.

"Shit Y/N, I'm gonna cum. Where do you want me to cum?"

"Backshot." You simply say, Joon fully understanding. With the last couple of thrusts, you find yourself constricting around him again, body getting weak and trembling back down into the sheets. His hand pushes your head into the mattress while the other pulls out and pumps his hardened dick, lathering your back in his load. You feel him almost collapse onto you, his hand holding onto your hip as he regulates his breathing.

"Fuck, I am so sorry." He says, grabbing a tissue to wipe your back.

"Why are you sorry?" You laugh as you turn over afterwards.

"It just makes me feel bad, I feel like I'm marking my territory or something."

"I meaaaaaaan." You say, Namjoon's eyes going straight to your breasts.

"Agh fuck, Y/N." He says, feeling bad as he slips on his clothes before handing you yours.

"It's not a big deal.

"I just want you to know that I do value you more than just my territory or whatever that means." He shakes his head. "Fuck, I just mean I value you more than that, okay?" You giggle.

"You're fine, Joon." He smiles toothlessly as he nods, feeling accomplished having gotten his point across.

"So, more comedy stand ups?"

"Boy, you wore me out. I'm going to sleep."

"Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back, gonna grab us water. Can I get you anything else?"

"No, thank you." You smile as he shuts his door. You check your phone from your night stand seeing that your friends had finally texted you back.

[yoongi] 2:47am: woops, shit hahahah did you still need it?

[yoongi] 2:47am: and fuck off ok, what if i was getting some?

[jin] 2:49am: he's not. we're not. we just finished playing phasmaphobia thats why we responded late

[yoongi] 2:49am: youre an ass kisser seokjin

[jin] 2:50am: i think y/n is already at namjoons

[yoongi] 2:51am: better tell us about it tomorrow bro @ y/n

[jin] 2:52am: have fun be safe

[y/n] 3:30am: you guys get home from the club and play phasmaphobia? thats why you guys get none

[jin] 3:31am: r u at namjoons or not, this wasnt even about us

[y/n] 3:32am: yes and just got dicked down like the world was ending tomorrow

[yoongi] 3:33am: .........

[yoongi] 3:33am: .......................

[jin] 3:34am: 'whyyyyy does it have to be me' she said

[jin] 3:34am: dick mustve gotten your tongue now

[y/n] 3:35am: Error: 404. This number could not be reached at this time. Try again later.

[jin] 3:36am: lmfao weak, you'll hear from us later today missy

You chuckled to yourself as you heard Namjoon nearing the door. Suddenly, you hear another door open, his roommate's voice faintly echoing in the hallway.

"Dude, can you and your girl be any louder?"

"Sorry Hobi, I thought you were asleep."

"That's the thing, I was." Namjoon laughs.

"Oh shit, my bad. We'll keep it down next time." You watched as he nodded before closing the door. You laughed silently as he handed you a water bottle, scooting himself next to you.

"Yeah Namjoon, be quiet next time."

"Me? You had a pillow and you were still loud."

"Not my fault. Didn't even know you had it in you." You teased.

"What's that even supposed to mean?" He scoffed before gently tickling you.

"It's just, I thought you were forgetting about your little crush on me."

"Want me to show you again?"

"I'm sleep, bye." You laughed as you turned over, your ass comfortably touching his leg while he laid next to you and watched his show.

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flowerycoffin · 2 years

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Thanks again to @thatshipcat and @jashinist-femme for making Sasori mini bang event and everyone sharing their work at those days. I know there’s still a time for some to post their beautiful pieces but I really want to say this here and now. Hosts are wonderful and I love to read everything they write in the tags under others works. You guys are one of the kindest people I met and I love what you made and let others make. To other artists - I haven’t read any fanfic yet and I’m so sorry for that, but I simply don’t have time right now. When it comes to other parts - I love what @bodoquehenko, @miaaimm, @poissonchan and @ditaattempsart did. You rock fellas!

It can sound a little narcissistic but also thank you anyone who liked mine takes. I know I’ve gone into really heavy thematic and stories I wrote even if intended to work well separately ended up being better as three collected together. It was mine first time showing my english writting abilities outside of school and close friend group so it was quite a challenge and seeing this feedback gave me confidence boost.

And to anyone who read the last part of my prompts - it really is common to call children “little szcigas” in my region and I’m to this day called like this despite being already an adult.

#thank u #personal ramblings #naruto rant #sasoriminibang2022 #I hope I still can use this tag #sending love and positivity

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warriorrazor · 4 years

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Welcome to the Spooky Family AU Masterpost!

The Spooky Family AU is an AU for Spooky Month (which is a web animation by Sr Pelo). I’ve posted quite a few things for it, so everything I’ve posted for it is all sorted out here for your convenience!

Very quick and basic summary:

Lila finds out Pump is being extremely neglected by his father. Pump stays at her place all the time and she loves the little guy so she is having NONE of that. She goes through the whole process of reporting child neglect, getting a lawyer and doing large amounts of court research, and gaining custody of Pump. Lila and Skid then proceed to shower him with the love and affection that he deserves, and they become the most loving, spooky, Halloween-obsessed family the world has ever seen.

*****

So that’s a very condensed explanation of this AU, but I’ll probably be posting more stuff about it as I develop it more. While I do, please feel free to tell me what you think about this, literally any comments/questions/asks/additions would make my day!

For now, here are some AU details (fun facts?) that probably vary in importance:

Spooky Family boys reference

Lila doesn’t want to leave Skid in the dark about the situation. She tries to explain it to him in kid terms. Thankfully Skid is an extremely empathetic kid and while he may not completely understand, he wants to help Pump however he can.

If you think Skid and Pump couldn’t get any closer, oh boy. Now that they’re brothers, they do pretty much EVERYTHING together. They’re inseparable most of the time. They somehow manage to never get bored of each other.

Not only did Pump joining the family bring him closer to Skid and Lila, it also brought Lila and Skid closer to each other. Their bond has never been stronger.

Pump is pretty touchstarved. Thankfully Lila and Skid are always there when he needs to be held.

Pump was at first shy about calling Lila “mom”, but after many days of Lila assuring Pump it was okay, he now says it a lot.

Because he didn’t always get much to eat, Pump will eat pretty much anything given to him, unlike Skid who would eat candy and dinosaur nuggets his whole life if he could. Lila often explains to Pump that it’s okay to have preferences and he can ask for snacks whenever he wants, both take Pump a bit of time to get used to.

Pump had like, two toys so he finds himself overwhelmed by the amount of toys Skid has. Skid wants to share them all with him.

Pump sometimes has nightmares of Lila and Skid leaving or abandoning him (as well as other things, he’s quite prone to nightmares in general). At first Pump would run to Lila’s room whenever he would have one, but now Skid has gotten good at comforting him too. (They share a room, there is a guest room but Skid and Pump love sharing a room.)

Pico sometimes babysits the boys (not a big part in the AU but I don’t want to leave it out bc Friday Night Funkin’ is what got me into Spooky Month in the first place-).

Posts so far in the order of the AU timeline (Bolded posts are important events, italics are fun facts n’ stuff):

Late night research - a drawing

Pump Joins the Family - a summary of Lila finding out about Pump’s father and her gaining custody of Pump

Hope Within Winter - a poem

Finally Together - an in-depth look at Lila working to gain custody of Pump, and a mini story of Pump finally joining the family. Additionally, the first drawing I made for the AU.

Pumpkin Bear - a drawing, a lil bit of writing, and a doodle

Weekly spaghetti night - a mini comic

Broken toy - a mini comic

Don’t separate them - a drawing

Safe and Sound - a small fic

Mother’s Day - a drawing and some doodles

Hugs galore - a drawing

A mother’s worries - a drawing (Additionally, midnight check-in)

Lil baker - a drawing

Stimming! - a drawing

Familial love - a mini comic

Inktober things - some lil sketches

Assorted fun facts

Skid and Pump ramblings

Lila fun facts

Jaune stuff

Hatzgang headcanons

Answers to some particular asks:

Pumpkin Bear vs Happy Fella

Protective Skid

Sometimes Skid needs comfort too

Sleeby tired

If you’re looking for more, take a look at the comments on this post! Some people have offered some amazing ideas and have helped me already expand this AU a bunch!

*****

So obviously this AU deals with themes of emotional abuse and neglect. I’ll be tagging my posts accordingly, and this AU will also be tagged “spooky month spooky family AU” and such, so please feel free to block the tag if this AU makes you feel uncomfortable, I won’t be offended. Also if there are any tags you want me to add, please let me know!

#spooky month spooky family AU #spooky family AU #spooky family au masterpost #spooky month #spooky month skid and pump #spooky month pump and skid #skid and pump #pump and skid #spooky month Lila #spooky month au #sr pelo spooky month #tw neglect #tw child neglect #tw emotional abuse #ask to tag #my two favorite tropes are hurt/comfort and found family can u tell #I have an eventual post planned about Lila finding out about pump being neglected #it may be a lil dark so I’ll definitely tag accordingly

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Timeline of events as a foggy map of how she got to where she is now! This is probably going to be edited with more details as I think up and remember them, but this is a very good start!

It's long. You have been warned.

Basic Background:

-Grew up at home with mother and father who were both freelance artists. She had a normal childhood, school life, social life, the works.

-Was raised touching on as many forms of art and creativity as possible. The ones that stuck were clay throwing, some dance, accordion, but mostly things where she could change things with her hands.

-But of course, there’s trouble in the neighborhood. Specifically, mafia trouble!

-Got a few fellas from the city drifting into the neighborhood looking for some extra coin and the Donahue family ain’t exactly liquid.

-Add in some first contact with these bad boys and that’s what put her down the path she walks now.

Congruent events that lead up until now:

-Money’s already tight and got tighter once the leeches in leather began to get settled in and around the area. They were a good ways from the city at the time and felt that that specific place was out of range of their main turf. Good place to chill out and get an iron grip on. Ma and Pa were starting to struggle. Art sold well enough at first, but now with some new “Insurance” practices around they were leaking funds just to survive. Being 18-19 and still thinking she’s got the world figured out, she tries to do something about it.

-Long story short, borrowed money from these guys, thought she could avoid them, pissed off one of the bigger fishes, got snagged and abducted.

-The bathophobia comes into play here when she’s sitting at the bottom of the river with a cinderblock tied to her ankle.

-Somehow got out of that and fled, unable to go back home knowing they would just drag her off again the moment they saw her.

-Is now in this crime ridden city with nowhere to go. Can’t go home either. (Parents were very much informed that their daughter is dead.) Gotta avoid some guys now too.

-First order of business, find a place with a roof. Insert volunteer testing facility here. Note: Sketchy as SHIT, but hidden. Hidden is good.

-Goes through human trials for an experimental strand of microbe in exchange for safety, food and a bed. Pretty good set up and grew close to the very few other participants there. Found family, get?

-Milestone for Splinters HERE! But not fully polished. They never did perfect them before getting shut down. They never will be now and she has to learn to live with them.

-Back on the streets again after testing was shut down now with unrelenting guilt of not going home and at this point feeling she can’t go home.

-Big chunk of time spent in the city finding jobs to do and places to bunk till she gets a hold of a trailer. Get that puppy pulled around by a friend she made doing jobs until she finds a place outside of the city where she can put it and live.

-Milestone two! Permanent residence acquired outside of the city.

-She starts to figure out how these quills work and what they need. Stocks up on vitamins and iron tablets to keep herself going. Discovers they really boost her durability and can do some major damage!

-Eventually starts doing riskier jobs, settles into a life of freelance work, swaps the trailer for a mini house in the same location, starts hiding money and supplies away around the area and city.

-Becomes confident and strong enough as a more cutthroat gal. Stabilizes and gets used to this life at 23.

-Is now 26 and has quite a few aces up her sleeve.

Additional details that happen after she becomes who she is:

-Father dies of lung cancer and that knocks her on her ass for a bit. Grieves heavily.

-Discovers she can reattach parts of herself with the Splinters, but missing chunks cannot be regrown and leave scarring. (Shot point blank and is missing some of her back because of it. Starburst scar now present.)

Items always on her person:

-Discovers there are certain chemicals that make the Splinters react abnormally. Nicotine, adrenaline and a few others make them reactive.

-Mother moves away, effectively leaving her 100% alone. [9/14/24]

-Hello Kitty pez dispenser (used to hold vitamin tablets and pills)

-A jacket (Splinters make her blood thicker and thus blood flow is slower. Body gets colder easier and heartbeat is stronger.)

-Burner phone

-Sling Shot

-Other small trinkets like notepad, pen, spare change and wallet are kept inside inner pockets of jacket

#Rachael #cannon update

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To Vavandeveresfan

@vavandeveresfan

Mini-Fic Reply To An Ask.

@arianatheangelworld, thank you for sending an Ask that gave me something to do while I can’t walk!

The Ask function won’t allow me to post this 6-page, 1500 word reply, so I have to do it here. Sorry this isn’t polished, I just kinda coughed it up right now, this is the first draft, and I’m going to leave it at that.. It’s not part of Baby, Mine, but it takes place just after Chapter 6, sort of. Things don’t progress too far with VA and Milly because, well, I gotta save that for my fanfic! ;-)

Somewhat inspired by actual events, like falling down in the bathroom.

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“He refuses to see anyone else.” Sotheby’s voice was dry, with an edge. Milly had the impression he’d been called out of bed earlier than he’d have liked, and wasn’t keen on having to come to the Colosseum before breakfast.

“Why Milly?” Holt said it as an aside, hiding his irritation by fiddling with the straps of his saddle on the new stallion for the new act. Circus folk began work before daybreak; he had no patience with those who didn’t.

“He’s of the opinion that ‘his little scientist’–” Vandevere’s personal assistant lifted his hand to Holt’s frown – “his words, not mine – is the best judge for the situation.”

“Which is?” asked Milly, trying to conceal her eagerness.

“You’ll discover, soon enough. If you’ll follow me…” Sotheby stopped, noticing a small parade of the girl’s father, brother, and Miss Marchant trailing behind him. “He only wishes to see Miss Farrier.”

“And that’s fine,” said Holt, “I just want to know where my daughter’s going to be.”

“Dad, I’m eighteen, for heaven’s sake.”

“Just barely.”

“Is it the Tower? I want to see the Tower again!” cried Joe.

Colette gave the butler a look that she was coming along to deal with the extra Farriers. Sotheby’s lips tightened and he led them all off.

Skellig rarely showed annoyance, but the most minute of lines formed between where his eyebrows would have been as the group stepped from the elevator into his boss’ office. He always sized up a situation before reacting, so he smoothly stepped away from the secret door to the Emperor of Entertainment’s private rooms, and hoped the unwanted extras wouldn’t notice it was open just a sliver.

Holt looked around as Joe ran to look out the great window. “Vandevere’s not here.”

“No, he’s in a conference room.” Sotheby lied as smoothly and unobtrusively as a cold mountain brook passing over stones.

“It’s a regular rabbit warren up here,” Holt muttered. “Fella could get lost.”

Milly alone noticed the tiny crack in the wall to the left of the desk and Skellig. So..he’s in there. I guess I will see it, at last. She quickly put her attention on the door to the short hallway that led to Sotheby’s office, pretending the conference room was that way, when it was actually one floor below. “Joe, don’t touch anything!”

Joe was behind the wet bar, examining the huge, circular brass clock that indicated times in Dreamland and Los Angeles. With a hushed voice he said, “Dad, there’s alcohol back here.”

“Step away, please.” A please from Skellig was never a courtesy. It was a warning.

“Joe, you know better than to snoop in people’s things.” Holt eyed the tycoon’s enforcer as his son came to his side. He chuckled darkly. “Just another lesson how some people can have things that’d put another person in jail.”

“Dad, so now you know where I’ll be. OK?” said Milly. “I think I should probably find out what he wants to know.”

“Be honest,” said Colette to Holt with a wink, who’d only come along knowing she’d need to lighten a mood at some point, “you only came with the hope he would offer you a morning shot, oui?”

“I don’t drink,” Holt snapped, reddening.

“Only because of Prohibition,” said Joe. “You used to drink, what was it, Dad?”

“Joe, hush.”

“That stuff your uncles made in the hills back in Kentucky? What’d they call it?”

“We’ll see you later, sugarplum.” With Colette’s assistance Holt herded Joe back into the elevator. “Don’t take too long! We got rehearsal!”

When the elevator closed Sotheby sighed, then gestured to the secret door. Milly thanked him and went in.

Skellig closed it after her.

The room was, as she expected, magnificent. The rounded ceiling was high. The huge round window let in light to a round room. The outer part had a desk, a bar, a few bookcases stuffed with leather-bound books, paintings, sculptures and objet d’art on shelves, with stained glass wall scones. At the far left was a short hall that appeared to lead to two rooms.

The central part of the room was sunken, two-steps lower, to a large bed with a short, two-shelved bookcase headboard and small bed tables on either side. A goose-neck lamp sat on the top of the headboard and hung over the bed’s right side. The sheets and blanket were taut, perfectly flat and tucked under the thick mattress with an expert touch, with four pillows against the bookcase.

This was the bed he meant when we almost came in here, Milly thought, catching a breath.

“Over here.” He voice was raw and brusque.

“Here where?” Milly walked around the lower-level bed area.

V.A. Vandevere was flat on his back on the floor in front of the entrance way to what Milly could now see went to a luxurious bathroom and, on the other side of the short hall, a walk-in dressing room. His silver silk robe was tied closed over what Milly could tell were BVDs. One white slipper was on his right foot, but the left lay upside-down several feet away.

His hands were clasped on top of his stomach and he glared at the ceiling with a scowl that could melt lacquer.

Milly bit her upper lip, but that didn’t prevent the corners of her mouth from disobediently twitching upward.

“Good morning,” she said, looking directly down at him.

His flaming blue eyes avoided her. “Said without sarcasm. Amazing.”

“I guess this wasn’t intentional?”

“Ah, there it is. Brava for restraining it that long. Use your powers of reason to deduce how this came about, my dear.”

“Well….The floor’s well waxed, and your slippers don’t have much texture for traction on the bottom, so, you stepped out of the shower, dripped on the floor, stepped in the water, and slipped.”

“Look again.”

“Oh.” Unable to resist, the girl slowly knelt down and brushed the hair from the man’s eyes. “Your hair’s dry. You were on your way to the shower.”

V.A. quickly grabbed her wrist before her hand pulled away. She didn’t resist as he finally looked at her. “Close. But why did I slip?” He softly kissed the back of her hand.

“Oh.” Milly looked around, nostrils opening as she breathed deeper. “There’s no rug you could have tripped over….”

“I didn’t trip.” He kissed her palm. “Look for evidence.”

Reluctantly, but needing some distance because things were moving too fast, Milly pulled free and moved down to look at his legs. “Your left ankle’s swollen!” Softly, she placed her fingers on his foot. She’d never seen such perfectly shaped and clean toenails on a man or boy, ever. She heard his breath catch. From pain, or something else? “This is an fresh bruise, but not from this morning. How’d you get it?”

“A charity function last night. Perhaps there was gossip?”

Of course he knows. “Just something about a lot of film stars from Los Angeles came to town. It was for the Widows and Orphans Fund?”

“Mm.” Reaching down, he only just manage to touch her back as she squatted beside him. He stroked her. “That asshole –uh –”

“Don’t worry, I’m not some delicate blossom. Circus child, remember?”

“Yes, yes. That asshole Douglas Fairbanks was, as usual, stewed to the gills. He took offense at my dancing with Mary Pickford, who he’s keen on, and tried to push me. I side-stepped and threw him into the pool, but not until after the drunken sod stomped on my ankle trying to get between myself and Pickford. Tore one of my best spats, as well.” He snarled. “Christ, I hate actors.”

“Didn’t you take care of your injury last night?”

“It was nothing! Just a tad sore. It didn’t start to ache until very early this morning, and… Well, when I got up it’s as you see now. I can’t put any weight on it. I tried, and…”

Milly snorted, recalling Colette’s remarks about V.A.’s vanity and stubbornness. “Of course you didn’t call a doctor.”

“What do you mean, of course?”

“Because a doctor might let slip that you were found on the floor.”

“Not any doctor who worked for me and wanted to keep his reputation and his clientele.”

Milly applied pressure, feeling around.

“AA! What in god’s name are you doing?”

“Checking to see if you broke a bone! You really need to see a doctor, you might have ripped a tendon.”

“Not now! OW!”

Taking three pillows from the bed, Milly came over to the prone man. “Lift your head.”

“Lift it for me,” he whined.

She bent over, sliding her hand under his head. His hand reached for her face. Milly deftly dodged it, grinning slyly back at him as he settled for rubbing her back. She carefully raised his left leg.

“AA!”

“Sorry,” she said, as she scooted the two pillows under his ankle.

“Jesus fuck!” he yelped, sitting up partially.

“it’s all swollen.” Milly got up and crossed to the bar. “Do you have cold water?”

Truly feeling the pain, V.A. grimaced and lay back down. “I have ice.”

“Really?”

VA waved. Milly saw a standing white box. “An electric refrigerator!” She hurried to it and opened the top door. Cold air wafted out. “With ice! Ive read about these!”

“Only the best in Dreamland,” he groaned, sarcastically.

Milly took a linen towel from the wet bar, wrapped several ice cubes in it, threw another towel over her shoulder, and knelt next to Vandevere. Wincing in sympathy, she warned, “It needs compression. This is going to hurt.”

“Go ahead,” Vandevere muttered grimly. “You love torturing me. Enjoy yourself.”

Milly applied the ice pack to the swelling. The shriek the man let out surprised her. She quickly wrapped the second towel around the pack to hold it in place.

“I’m surprised Skellig didn’t come in after hearing that,” said the girl, pressing the pack on his ankle.

Vandevere covered his face with his right hand while his left gripped Milly’s back. “This room’s sound proof,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “You could murder me and he wouldn’t hear it.”

“Don’t tempt me.” Realizing she was leaning into his hand, Milly took it and put it on his chest. “The only reason you didn’t call the doctor is because you wanted an excuse for me to come. Isn’t it?”

“Do I need an excuse?” He gazed up at her sadly. “Why do you insist on pulling away?”

There was a loud rap on the door.

Milly looked at him miserably. “Stop it. Just…stop. We can’t. Ever.” She hurried to the door and opened it.

Sotheby stepped in quickly. “He has a meeting in half an hour.”

“I can hear you,” snarled V.A.

“It’s with the Board of Directors.”

“I know.”

“You might want to be dressed in your characteristic flair and charisma. Or shall I escort them in here and set up a circle of chairs around you?”

“Who isn’t being sarcastic with me this morning? Show me one person. I’ll be ready! Put them in the A1 room. And ply them with drinks.”

“Sir, it’s seven A.M.”

“So?”

Sotheyby sighed. “Thy will be done.” To Milly he whispered, “Can you get him together in twenty minutes?”

“Unless I have to punch him in the nose, yes.”

“Miss Farrier!” Smirking, the personal assistant said, “If it comes to that, call me so I can watch.”

“I’ll need a hand getting him upright. I’m not quite tall enough.”

“I know just the thing.”

Sotheby and Skellig swapped places.

As if dealing with a dog capable to biting, Milly said, “Sir, if you could help support him to the bathroom, I’ll bring a chair.”

“What?” Vandevere lifted his head off the pillow, all the better to glare at the two. “I do not need any help! I’m not a cripple!”

“Time is short, boss.” Effortlessly, Skellig swept his arm under the other man and lifted him upright. He paused while his employer loosened a barrage of expletives as he ankle bumped into Skellig’s elephant-hide boot. Half-melted ice cubes slipped across the floor.

Milly gathered the ice, dumped it in the bathroom sink, and placed a swivel chair in front of it. V.A. sat in it with a growl. “I think Mr. Skellig and Mr. Sotheby can take it from here.”

Skellig stared at her. It made Milly freeze in place, until she finally realized that it was very unlikely he’d ever heard the term “Mr.” before his surname.

“Sotheby’s purview, not mine,” said Skellig. He walked away with long strides.

V.A. glared at his reflection, his hair standing up in all directions, his chin covered with stubble, his teeth unbrushed. “So now you’ve seen me at my worst.”

“Not your worst. Just…a man.”

His arm grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. He grinned hungrily, wickedly, up at her. “You could have lathered up my face and shaved me. Hmm?” He swiveled toward her and parted his legs so she stood between them. Her hands pressed against his shoulders in feeble protest. “Think of how wonderful the shaving cream would have felt between your perfect fingers, going everywhere.”

Slowly, Milly traced her forefinger along his jawline. “Your chin hair’s brown.”

“Mmm.” V.A. pulled until she knelt on the chair between his knees. His hands stroked her hips. “Would you like me in a beard?”

“Ugh. No.” Losing herself, Milly’s finger gently played over his parted lips. “It’d hide this.” She sighed longingly as he hands moved to her buttocks.

“Ah hem.” Sotheby intentionally closed the door loudly. “I’ll take it from there, Miss Farrier.”

“I rather hope not,” V.A. whispered, giving Milly’s ass a good clench. She covered her laugh with her hand and caressed his stubbled cheek.

Milly squeezed his shoulders, hard, to imprint the memory of their strength and width and how very much she wanted to tear off his robe and kiss them. V.A. caught and squeezed her hand, and she returned the pressure before morosely turning away.

“I don’t believe in never, Miss Farrier,” Vandevere called after her. “Dreamland wouldn’t exist if I did!”

“Ill see you later,” Milly promised, sincerely.

THE END.

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Milly Farrier

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Holt Farrier

Colette Marchant

Michael Keaton

Nico Parker

Colin Farrell

Eva Green

Neils Skellig

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