#baby cow 🐄

[chanyoungies]

[lovingcare-1210pro]

[cherrysoddaa]

Moo~... (o´∀`o)

[yourbestgal]

this was a real treat to witness on my drive home :-)

[lemmetreatya]

OK but the urge to be milked by Farmer!Reiner is STRONG. I would moo for that man.🐄

farmer!reiner x fem!reader

this req was all the way from jan and i only got the motivation for it now <3 so enjoy

contains: established relationship, dom!reiner, semi public sex, m!pen, squirting, self-masturbation, spitting, cumshot

farmer!reiner; who everyone loves to buy their premium beef from, but nobody wants to purchase filtered whole milk through.

not because it was bad quality or anything! — farmer!reiner’s crates of white dairy were always thick and creamy and an absolute joy to drink from! it’s just…certain tell-tale rumours had gone round that within the stables, where farmer!reiner milked his cows, were the same ones where he occasionally milked his wife.

whether they were rumours or not? well.

“ooooh, baby. t-they gonna talk again!”

your cries are sobbish as you hold onto a wooden beam of the milking stable, one leg raised ontop of farmer!reiner’s shoulder whilst your other foot is flat on the ground to sturdy yourself.

farmer!reiner only grunts as he fucks into you sideways. the hold his hands have on your waist grips into your plump skin as his dick rams against internal ridges you didn’t think could be reached.

“let em talk. like i give a fuck.”

you can hear the annoyance in your husband’s voice but it didnt matter if you did or not, because it already translates into how harsh he fucks into you.

you let out a whine but farmer!reiner doesn’t like it; he knows its because you’re still thinking about the many rumours that had been spread about this very habit you both had, rather than it being from him pleasing you.

farmer!reiner makes a hughck, twp! sound as he spits out the farmer’s gum he had within his mouth onto the mesh floor. he then readjusts his position which results in him bending you forward into the wooden beam. finally, he’s getting the whines he wants out from you and that greatly pleases him.

“sod what they think.” he grumbles but the contrasting smirk on his face is sick.

he brings one arm round to hold onto your stomach as he presses down onto it, which he knows causes a rise out of you.

“i can fuck my wife.” plat, plat. “on my land.” plat, plat, plat. “where’ver the fuck i want.

farmer!reiners hitting all the right spots so you can only nod in numb and dumb agreeal. the feeling of your husband always left you full and you couldn’t help but let out a low and long throaty moan. it’s inevitable! that budding pressure at the base of your stomach is staring to feel so tight and you can’t deny that all of the feelings surging within you feel so bright and so fuzzy and so fuck, you were gonna—

“oouuhhh…”

unexpectedly an ooze of liquid squirts from between you and farmer!reiner as you cum onto his dick. your pelvis, slightly lifting from his wet length, posses you to rub your clit and spray your love over him — every ounce of shame is no longer your concern as you bare an obscene sight within the stables.

farmer!reiner can only groan as he uses one hand to hold you steady and the other onto the base of his length as he messily taps it against your squirting lips.

“yeah, that’s it darlin’. all over my cock, juuuuust how daddy likes it.”

your body jolts as you go through the lasting dregs of your orgasm. once the after effects wash over, you’re suddenly feeling slump and palpable.

farmer!reiner holds you upright as he can feel you coming down from your high. his eyes are beady as he looks over you to gauge your condition. but regardless, he slightly bends down to place a warm kiss to your jersey sleeve before affirming your exploit.

“god, i love ya. did so well. always do so well fa me…”

you let out a tired reply, mumbled and lazy as all you want to do is now snuggle with your husband in bed. however, farmer!reiner continues to stroke his still red and tall standing dick; the length of it shiny wet and slick from your juices.

he shivers once he feels a small gust of wind wisp over his sensitive slit but it doesn’t dwindle his need. if anything, it amplifies it.

“but…” farmer!reiner places another kiss along your arm. “imma need you ready to go again.”

“again?”

the whine is evident in your voice but farmer!reiner doesn’t pay it any mind. instead, hes reentering your spent cunt and you can only let out a desperate mewl.

“yes, again. you already know big daddys gotta cum inside that pretty cunt of yers. nothing new.”

despite your protests, your body takes no problem in remoulding itself around your husband’s cock. if anything, he slips in so easily that you cant help but comply. arching your back, you beckon upwards with a lax mouth and outstretched tongue and farmer!reiner already knows you’re on board.

spitting onto your moist muscle, farmer!reiner doesnt leave his saliva there long before hes enclosing his lips around your tongue for him to suck on — you keen as your husband nurses your mouth and moans into a dirty kiss and almost forget that hes now balls deep inside of you again.

farmer!reiner kneads his fingers into your arm that hes holding you upright by and the action is tender, but his thrusts come out erratic as he works to achieving his nut.

“mmm, you feel so warm.” farmer!reiner speaks into your skin as he lets go of your mouth to kiss along and into the crook of your neck.

you moan at the affection your husband is pouring into you because you know hes close. reaching back your hand, you hug around farmer!reiner‘s neck so that you could bury him deeper into you, encourage him to indulge and devour you.

“you always fuck me s-so good.” a wince forms onto your face as you feel your hand dig a bit too deep into the pillar stem but it doesn’t matter.

“mhm. gotta…gotta fuck you. make feel good.”

your juices from before now feel cold against your leg as the squirt starts to dry up but still, the wet squelches of your husband fucking into your cunt dribble down your thigh and you can’t help but feel so erotic.

“ahhh, im gonna come, im gonna come, im gonna co'm. im gonna…nrrgh.”

farmer!reiner only lasts a few more thrusts before hes pouring his milk into you, a muffled moan leaving his mouth as his face is still buried within the crook of your neck.

you slightly curse underneath your breath because you never really think you could be any fuller once impeached with your husband's cock, but yet here you were, letting out a half choke as you react to being completely stuffed.

"sh'i...baby"

farmer!reiner's grip is tight on your arm as he tries his best to not lead his whole body into a physical combustion. he's aware that he's carrying most your weight whilst still being buried to the hilt inside of you and therefore can't just flop down like he usually would in bed.

with haggard breathing, you weakly bat the man's chest and instantly he gets the message. farmer!reiner slowly pulls out of you with a plop but not before he's kissing the base of your neck.

"rei..." you weakly sigh, and your husbands letting out a weak chuckle.

"i know, darlin'. we gon go getchu cleaned up and then go check on the stack import, okay?"

"ohh, but i'm too worn out for dealing with hay and numbers!" you whine as you turn to lean your back against the pillar and farmer!reiner's only chuckling as he zips up his pine coloured breeches.

"i promised hoover we'd pass by today. id go on my ones but you now how his littlens get when they see me but dont see you."

yes, you do know how the hoover's kids get when they don't get to see you, but that's not really your worry right now.

with a complain-y moan you look up at your husband with wide pleading eyes because you really dont want to be doing house visits right now. but farmer!reiner, knowing how you are, can only let out an airy laugh before he leans down to deliver you a sweet kiss.

"do this one thing for me and i promise the rest of the day's yers." he mumbles against your lips.

you almost decline, but the sudden feeling of farmer!reiner's slightly cold fingers caressing against your swollen pussy lips as he gathers the leaking cum from around your folds and scoops it back into you, makes you reconsider.

with a bite of your bottom lip, you caress your cheek against his.

"mm. fine."

(not even several hours later, an anonymous account posts several pictures to your online community which clearly depict you and farmer!reiner's earlier escapades. when your husband sees them, he laughs with boisterous vim.

"well, at least they got our good angles!" he'd say, his eyes unable to look away from the content)

[konigsblog]

i’m so warmed by all the pregnancy stuff with the farmers 🫣🤭 if you’re up to it! literally anything surrounding that, it’s so soft to read tbf. your writing is always so good, hits every time but the way you write pregnancy just hits different 🩷🩷

— thank you!! i'm glad you enjoy them, it makes me feel more confident in my writing and i appreciate you for saying such sweet things ! 🎀 i wasn't sure if you wanted smut, but this was rotting my mind !

⭒༉‧₊˚. kid headcannons with farmer!MW2 🌾🧺🐄

farmer!price has mainly sons. little boys always helping out on the farm, gasping when the pigs begin squealing and the birds make their call. takes such good care of them, and you as well. the boys love their mother; running up to you while covered in mud, overalls coated in brown sludge, giving in and hugging them tightly.

simon is a with the farmer concept is hard. i can't imagine it, i can imagine him working down in the bar down in the village, you joining along, or being his little housewife. wearing long dresses, and coming to him with your toddler boy and girl, giving them some sweets so they'll be alright and talking with your confident, funny husband.

(trying with the farmer!simon concept) who smokes a lot and always stinks of tobacco after a hard day. his little boy and older daughter (2 year difference between them) giggling with eachother, watching as she protects him. he's so proud of her and always makes time to help with her homework after breaking his back taking care of the carrots and cabbages.

farmer!soap who has 2 daughters. they're his princesses, and he'll do whatever it takes to keep them safe. walking with them, hand in hand, sent down to the village for fruits and vegetables by their mother. helping you make some blueberry pie for your husband after a long day. his daughters falling asleep at the dinner table with blueberry pie all over their faces.

farmer!gaz who has daughters. he treats them like angels, and appreciates when they help with the animals. i imagine his daughters to enjoy helping on the farm when they're a teenager; taking care of chickens and bringing back eggs, or getting hay on their jeans and t-shirt. spends a lot of time with them and they all appreciate his work.

farmer!könig has only daughters, i can't imagine him with daughters, at all. has a lot of daughters, perhaps 5, or maybe a pair of twins. they're so cute when they're toddlers; falling asleep on their daddy's lap, and getting their faces messy with cheesecake after dinner.

he's an amazing dad, and loves reading to them before bedtime. has an album of photos of them from their younger ages, and sometimes fell asleep on the rocking chair when they were newborns and woke up crying.

farmer!alejandro has daughters too, no son's for him. he definitely treats them like princesses and loves how sweet they are. makes funny jokes, and is very overprotective of them. oh, his daughter wants to go down to the village? no matter if she's a teenager, she's not going alone. if she waits for him, he'll buy her a ice-cream and allows her to help with the cows despite his constant scolding for asking! don't worry, he'll handle it.

farmer!rodolfo who has 1 daughter (i'm sorry, i can barely imagine half of these characters with son's!!) he lets her help on the farm and always appreciates her help. doesn't want to force her, but allows her to clean the pigs and take the eggs back to the house for her mother to use. when she was a baby, he'd kiss her every night and sit on a rocking chair beside the fireplace, lulling her to sleep and teaching spanish to her in her older years.

farmer!graves who has 3 sons, and his youngest, a daughter. they all look like him when he was younger; 3 replicas. his daughter has gorgeous, soft blonde hair and his blue, silverish eyes. not only does he treat her like a princess, he refuses to allow her to work on the farm.

— encourages his son's to help him on the farm, while she plays with barbie dolls on the porch and eats any freshly baked cookies her mother made. her brother's are around 9, and a pair of twins, 8 when she's 3. a sweetheart who has a pure, giving heart and always makes her father little cards or paper people using his old newspapers.

[incorrectbatfam]

What would the Batman group chat name be?

Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Duke, Stephanie, Carrie: Robins

Jason, Damian, Stephanie: Dead Robins

Dick, Jason, Tim: functionally the oldest

Stephanie, Cassandra, Barbara, Carrie: Batgirl squad

Jason, Damian, Cassandra, Alfred: Murder babies 🥰

Tim, Duke, Cullen, Barbara, Alfred, Bruce: Goncharov

Kate, Alfred, Selina, Bruce: "Adults"

Kate, Alfred, Selina: Adults without quotations

Tim, Damian, Cassandra, Carrie, Bruce: Kitchen Prison 🚫🍳🚫

Tim, Cullen, Harper, Kate, Selina, Bruce: We're here, we're canonically queer

Dick, Damian, Duke, Cassandra: smh white people

Jason, Tim, Damian, Duke, Cullen, Stephanie: Operation Sneak Damian Into An R-Rated Movie

Jason, Tim, Damian, Barbara, Bruce: bats with supers

Dick, Tim, Damian, Bruce: bats with flashes

Jason, Tim, Barbara, Bruce: bats with arrows

Dick, Stephanie, Cassandra, Harper: 🕓🥐

Damian, Duke, Cullen, Carrie: Gotham High Quizlet

Tim, Cullen, Barbara, Harper: tech support

Dick, Tim, Duke, Cullen, Stephanie, Carrie: hi welcome to chili's

Dick, Jason, Stephanie, Cassandra, Barbara, Harper: who let us adult

Duke, Cassandra, Kate, Alfred, Selina: prankster team-up

Jason, Duke, Stephanie, Cassandra: WHOMST'VE

Tim, Duke, Cullen, Stephanie, Cassandra, Harper, Carrie: It's Wednesday my dudes

Jason, Cassandra, Barbara, Alfred, Selina, Bruce: only talk by changing the group name

Dick, Duke, Stephanie, Carrie: the ol' razzle dazzle

Jason, Damian, Duke, Barbara, Alfred: lit(erature) memes

Alfred, Ivy, Ma and Pa Kent: Gardening tips

Damian, Cassandra, Selina: meow meow sightings

Ace, Titus, Alfred the cat, Jerry, Goliath, Bat-Cow, Bitewing: 🐕🐕‍🦺🐈‍⬛🦃👹🐄🦮

Everyone but Dick: Dick pics

Everyone but Damian: WE HAVE THE MEATS 🥩🍗🥓🍖

Everyone but Stephanie: HIDE THE WAFFLES

Everyone but Bruce: Bruce memes

Everyone but Alfred: ok who left Damian at Target

Everyone: slapping the Joker is therapy

[veganagenda]

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if you want to get very quickly and efficiently radicalized against the dairy industry, search the name of any dairy breed and read a cattle farming organization's article on them to see what they have to say.

once you notice it, the language they use to talk about living animals is sickening.

here are some from a cattle website's article on the Holstein breed, known famously as one of the 'highest producing' dairy cow breeds:

off to a great start - this article quietly walks around the fact that cows' lifespans are irrelevant to this topic and they should only technically be measured by the years they spend being 'productive' to the dairy industry. (because they know they won't live any longer than that, anyway.)

notice how these animals are reduced to mere numbers and statistics - how many pounds of milk, butterfat and 'protein' they can 'produce' per year. notice the fact that the dairy industry has historically had nothing but a vested interest in testing and pushing these numbers as far as they can go, beyond what is naturally biologically feasible - even demanding testing programs and constant genetic investigation to do so.

the implication that these animals can 'adapt' to farming situations they are forced into. the advertisement of these animals as being fully 'adaptable' to whichever method of explotation is chosen for them, including 'intensive farming.' think about how animals live in the wild for a moment. think about what 'intensive farming' entails. what animal could possibly 'adjust' to that?

furthermore, when these animals encounter heat stress and disease as a result of being put in an unsuitable environment, the only thing worth commenting on is their 'reduced production capacity.' no mention of their distress or wellbeing beyond that.

notice how factors that could be considered biologically unnatural, such as rapid growth and early maturity, are celebrated here, only for their benefit to the process of the dairy industry's purposes for calves.

notice how this article describes them as overwhelmingly easy to 'handle' - livestock farmers have little to no patience with 'misbehaving' animals, who exhibit 'difficult' behaviours. this article also offers the assurance that these animals are 'resistant to stress' - since it knows fully well that these cows will be encountering highly stressful environments in the dairy production industry.

noting that they exhibit herd bonds is as close as this article gets at any point to showing any kind of interest in them as what they actually are - living animals. this is the sole instance of that.

of course, in the dairy industry you should naturally expect that any sentence starting with 'Holsteins are more than just a dairy breed...' should end with 'the animal also contribute to the meat supply.' these cows have no worth in this industry's eyes beyond their bodies - what they can produce, what we can consume -- what they can sell to us. all under the convenient pretense that these animals are doing a 'service' to us by 'contributing to our supplies.'

can you imagine if your biology textbook suddenly started describing the quality, the texture, the 'fattening sectors' and 'fine fibres' of meat that compose the animals you were reading about?

and here we have one of the most horrifying sentences I've ever read:

it's self-confessional - the dairy industry is the meat industry, because dairy farming creates the 'byproduct' of useless male calves. so even under dairy circumstances, cows are still bred with beef breeds so that when they're forcefully impregnated, they can give birth to tastier babies.

the way it says all of this through pure implication is absolutely insidious.

and of course, on its final note, this article once again offers merit to these cows purely based on their milk productivity - their 'unexcelled production,' the 'greater income' they offer to the industry weighed against how much it costs to care for them. the obsession with their genetic 'qualities' goes far beyond disturbing here. their sperm, even frozen embryos are sold and exported as 'products' all around the world. just imagine what that looks like for a moment - what that requires. what a horrifying thing to do to an animal.

and how typical is it of the dairy industry to pretend that this is being done in the name of 'improving foreign food supplies' in the very same breath as celebrating how it also improves 'dairy producer incomes'? how convenient is it that the fabricated, false pretense of global necessity for dairy and meat products just so happens to make those industries one of the wealthiest on the planet?

how can anyone write or read an article like this and not instantly come to realize what kind of an abusive, exploitative, and downright dystopian system they are participating in? for the animals born and trapped within this industry, and for all the other living creatures subsequentally affected by this industry's neverending drive to increase its own profits, this is man-made, capitalistic hell in its purest form.

[korva-the-raven]

Wanted to dedicate a post to all the baby animals I saw at my local fair the other day, because I love baby animals and maybe you need a serotonin boost..

Behold! Baby bunnies! 🐇🐰

Baby Cows! 🐄

Thoses eyelashes 🥰

Baby Goats! So smol. 🐐🥺💀

Baby Pigs! 🐷🐖

Baby Sheep! 🐑

Baby Black Sheep! 🐑🖤

Another Baby Goat! 🐐

The local Animal Shelter was there too, my mom totally donated to them. 🐱

Beans! 🐾

Hit the picture limit, but I hope these helped boost your happiness levels. 🍄🐛🐌

[fishrights69]

My top 5 coolest fish

5. Lionfish🦁

Ah yes, a classic fish found in many books, video games or even in your bathtub if you're tripping hard enough. The only reason I placed this fish here is because the lionfish is very nostalgic to me. Back in the day my mom would sometimes take me to her office where she had one single video game installed: Feeding frenzy. Sadly it was only a demo so if I quit the game, the whole progress would go away :( (which would make me play it for like 5 hours straight as my mom worked). One of the levels had this cool looking mfer and it got printed into my brain from a young age. This Fish gets a 7/10 for looks, 10/10 for reminding me of a simpler time where depression was a foreign concept to me. 4. Galapagos batfish💅🏻

At first you might think ''yo what the fuck is wrong with this thing, is it even fish?'' and yes, it is VERY fish but at the same time it looks kinda fishy. To give you some facts about this little thing, not only does it look like someone put lipstick on it, but it also apparently cannot even swim right. This fish can't even fish and because of that, it is my number 4. 6/10 appearence 9/10 for personal abilities. It reminds me that even if I fuck up at something meant to be ''human'' it s oki , cuz this fish can't even do the one thing it's supposed to do and somehow it's still alive. 3.Flying fish🐦

Now this, this thing is magestic as fuck. Without it's wings it looks like a typical ass fish, but I can still appreciate it for what it tries to be! Imagine how dramatic it can exit boring conversations, or perhaps show up all of a sudden and creep up on you! It makes me summon my inner bad bitch fish self. 8/10 appearence 10/10 I wish I could fly away from my problems as well as this fish can. 2.Pufferfish🌵

This fish is a proper shapeshifter. Imagine being able to adjust your shape on the spot. No stupid diets to make you skinny or fat. Just swallow some water and that's it. On top of that, the spikes are amazing. I wish I had spikes like that in case someone would try to get too close to me on the playground. Their mating ritual is as amazing as it gets but sadly their toxic self cannot be ignored. 8/10 appearence(11/10 if baby), 6/10 too toxic for me tbh but I can still admire from afar 1.Longhorn cowfish🐄

This yellow blob over here is fucking adorable. Not only does it have cow in the name(I love cows too) but he also looks like he is about to give you kisses. Now he is apparently hella lonely which made me feel sorry for him, therefore he is at number 1. because I too was once lonely, smol (still am) and looked like a blob(still do). I fucking hate the colour yellow but this tiny thing makes me like it a little bit more every time I see a pic of him. 10/10 appearence 10/10 resilience, combating loneliness and removing the stigma associated with it. BONUS FISH!!!! Seahorses. Any kind. 🐴

These beautiful things tie super well with my previous fish. You see I really like animals pretending to be other animals and these babies are just that. On top of looking cool as hell, my favorite seahorse fact is that some males can also give birth! Love me some genderbending so keep slaying it babes. ✨ 10/10 looks 10/10 attitude That was it. Follow me if you wanna hear about my top 5 GARBAGE fish that suck.

[chanyoungies]

i love brina i love ven i love ina i love gabi i love ro i love aléks i love aweks i love bie i love lu i love iri i love paula i love eri i love meg i love sofi i love sarah i love hopey

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

I came here to tell you I love you very very much.

🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

LOOK. ITS US. 🥰🤭☺️

Also. My favorite animal is a bunny 🐰 and a fox 🦊. Wolf 🐺 as well.

😌😌😌 I’m content now. Thank you for letting me spam you 🥰🩵

Mae baby you're so funny for this 😂 I love you too very very much 🥰💕🥰💕

This is also us 🥰🥰🥰🥰 (with a lil peak of Caden but mostly us)

I like cows 🐄 and dinosaurs 🦖🦕 !!!

(also thank you for this. I know other people aren't gonna understand why this meant a lot but it really did) 💕💕💕💕

[sserajeanspics]

hanni twitter update

Today's (complete!! 2770%) tmi...... dunno why I wanna see a cow in person!! Baby cow for preference if not i like all cows 🐄✨

[puppysmile]

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[the1975attheirverybest]

Now that I think about it we always say Matty has baby cow eyes. He went to say hi to his friends 🐮🐄

bestie run to gabbriettes insta....

[sherbet-shark]

Hello! May I request a little babysitting scenario? One with Jamil where he will help you babysit your younger sibling or cousin? 🐄

Days are Changing

Author’s note: H-how dare you to ask me a req that I’ve been brain rotting since forever /LH. This is an exciting scenario, tbh I feel bad for Jamil and S/o. They’re busy with so much, and add to the mix, a relative blasted to Twist would be a whirlwind of emotions. ROGER THAT!! And cow anonie don’t be afraid to come my way now /lh

Trigger Warnings: Angst, Fluff, general chaos ft. Kalim, gn! Reader

Summary: Receiving word that a mysterious person was wandering across the school yard was an odd rumor, but you shrugged it off as a student’s late-night walk to clear their mind. Later in the day, the NRC cafeteria buzzed with rumors and speculations about this ghastly stranger. Only then do you hear this wasn’t an enrolled student and quite a handful? With these rumors, Adeuce and Grim want to see firsthand what’s the hullabaloo, but you’re abruptly summoned to the headmaster’s office. You arrive at Crowley’s office to find the this trespasser is your baby cousin?!

╰┈➤ More information abt the baby cousin: They’re a gender-neutral character, so my readers can implement their cousin if they so wish, but some ground info on them!! They’re, as I’ve said, “baby cousin,” so think in the 7-9 age range and a minor trait I’d like to project on xD They’re wary but still close to the reader and a little unruly. Not a clingy child, but I mean, you’re brought here under mysterious circumstances, and the only person you know is there, so they’d be understandably scared. It would explain they're apprehensive and quiet but underneath, they're sassy and witty.

Word Count: 2.7k

“What does that irresponsible crow want us to do now?” Grim grumbles as he crosses his arms and stares at the closed doors. The talking monster looks up to you with an unimpressed look. His minion shakes their head with an exhausted sigh as they groan, “I don’t know, Grim. Let’s hope it’s some small update and not throwing us into another part of his schemes.” Opening the heavy doors for you and your companion, you see the cloaked man and a smaller person beside him.

“Is that you?!” A high-pitched voice exclaims astonishingly. The small figure by the elusive headmaster runs towards you, colliding with your body; their small arms find their way to encase you in their grip. Everything went so fast as you slowly returned their desperate hug. Your eyes flutter to your cousin, then to Crowley, then back to your baby relative that started to sniffle. You could tell by how they held onto your clothes. They were scared by this alien world. You recalled you were frightened as well all those months ago. Protective instincts kicked in as you caressed their back and rose to stare at the Dean.

The headmaster takes your questioning expression as a plea to explain how they came to be in Twisted Wonderland. It was an odd predicament, once was strange, but this is getting more alarming. Crowley straightens his posture as he recounts the tale.

“You see, my dear perfect! Last night I was informed by one of the staff members that there was a wandering person on the school premises. Naturally, I sought to see this rumor myself only to see a small child hiding in one of the empty classrooms,” Crowley pauses as if he’s reliving that shocking discovery and looks over to the hugging relatives and then to Grim, who was looking onward with a star-struck gaze before speaking once more.

“It took a while to get them in a comprehensive state, but they tended to wander around the school at night, no doubt sparking your fellow peer’s rumors. Only today did I manage to hear a familiar name. Your name Prefect. They explained that you were relatives and I thought. My! How gracious of me to reunite long-lost family!”

The headmaster’s long-winded explanation leaves your head reeling; everything feels surreal. All you could do was nod mindlessly, the older man’s words going from one ear to the other. The reason for Crowley’s abrupt summons wasn’t strictly about a heartwarming reunion but had something to do with the enrollment plan for you and Grim. So instead of yourself acting as a half of one student, it’s now changed to all of you becoming one-third of a whole student. The masked headmaster, yet again, threw you and Grim to the wayside in the wake of new findings, but you found this ‘trouble’ was your favorite despite how scary it was for your baby cousin and yourself.

Maybe the saying, ‘A drowning man will clutch at a straw,’ held some truth. It’s been so long since you had any crumble of the life you had before. Even worse, you had no way even to pull up their pictures on your old phone. As much as you tried to hide the fact that living in this strange alien world didn’t wear on your mind too much, homesickness and bitterness would engulf your being at times.

You didn’t ask to be taken from your home. You didn’t ask about being ripped from everything and everyone you knew with no identification. You were a mistake by your enrollment. You were a ghost in every sense of the word. Being thrust into this world made you unwillingly lean and relied on the Night Raven headmaster, as amazingly ‘responsible’ he is.

The ache in your soul couldn’t heal from gaining allies and friends by attending, even by your boyfriend, Jamil Viper. The romance between you two was slow and tedious. Every snide remark he made met with your quick response. Every visit to Scarabia’s parties and seeking him out, ever since you found what plagued Jamil when he was a child.

The oppression of a system you couldn’t, even if you could change that fact. It wouldn’t make the hate and generational pain from every family miraculously heal over. But again, who were you to boast you knew better than a family’s way of employment. Who are you to burst into the Viper household and argue how they tried to protect their son? Because in the span of things. You are a ghost. You’re an average powerless human trying to make your way in this twisted world.

You had no jaw-dropping power in Twisted Wonderland, but as Crowley insisted, you, the humble perfect, could act as a catalyst. For change or destruction was anyone’s guess, but in Jamil’s eyes, it was both. Change can be a destructive force calling into action a new way to adapt, new skills to learn, and ways to change. Even if you didn’t mean to contribute to his Overblot, you didn’t mean to try to understand him.

It changed his plans, and it changed how he saw you. Jamil never allowed you to try to fix him because it wasn’t your job or to fix the problems that he had to mend himself. Your boyfriend would never let himself fall for a self-righteous thought like that. He’s too prideful and self-aware for that, and you respect him as a human too much to even come to such a humiliation.

Your love was complicated, ever-changing, jagged. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real. Every fight, with every compromise, with every thoughtful discussion, every tiny thoughtful action, all these forged the love between you even more. Real love wasn’t perfect. Yours wasn’t, but you were glad about what you had. With all of its raw natural state, it was yours, and it was genuine. A rare jewel Jamil and yourself intended to covet all to yourselves selfishly, but now you wanted your cousin to share in the joys you felt when you were with the vice dorm leader.

That’s why, as you slowly introduced Grim and the Ramshackle Ghosts to your shy cousin in the comforts of your bedroom, you told them of your relationship with a fellow student.

Through introducing your cousin to the ghosts, they grew amused yet skeptical by this clingy little one. Grim, once he fully understood what happened, the grey monster boasted that the Great Grim now has TWO minions! His army is growing, slowly but steadily. Your witty cousin spat out, “I am not a talking fat cat’s minion!” That day, Grim came to understand your cousin had quite a sharp mind once they got comfortable.

A boisterous laugh echoes in the Scarabia dorm as the white-haired man rushes to greet his visitors. Jamil scurried to tail the reckless leader’s steps, the vice was undoubtedly on high alert to make a good impression, but his job of watching over Asim made things all the more complicated. Jamil has seen your cousin around the campus as you called him beforehand, explaining your new dorm mate. Still, you decided to acclimate them to the Academy and Twisted Wonderland gradually. That didn’t mean he never saw them around the campus. Of course, he briefly introduced himself to them, being cordial yet quick-witted enough to show he could match the troublesome child’s sarcastic remarks.

Kalim could barely contain his contagious excitement when he heard from his childhood friend that the relatives would visit the dorm. The Asim heir brightly smiles as he turns his head to Jamil. “I hope they like me! I bet they take after Prefect’s kindness, but from what you told me, Jamil, they’re somewhat sarcastic. I bet they got scared. I mean, coming here is a change, but they do have their cousin and us.”

“Do you ever stop babbling, Kalim? I’d assume any sane person would be confused. Just try not to overwhelm them, ok?“ Jamil whispers the first part and shakes his head. The raven-haired man was mainly worried about how overwhelming Kalim’s sunny personality could be a little much for them, and to be quite honest, Jamil didn't want them to like Kalim. But his feelings rarely mattered in the fact of the dorm leader’s single-mindedness.

“What did you say, Jamil? Of course, I won't crowd them too much! I can't wait to meet them! I want to be great friends with them! Maybe I can babysit them when you and the Prefect go on some dates!” Happily oblivious to his good-natured words, Kalim sees the mirror portal shine, leaving Jamil’s cheeks warm as he huffs out he didn't need another mess to pick up, looking at the mirror.

After a few hours of Kalim trying to whisk away your cousin, your boyfriend recommended that they should go to the Lounge to talk more; your cousin was more or less like your shadow every step of the way. Jamil thought it was cute; it reminded him of how his little sister acted when they were young. While Kalim bombarded the duo with question after question, your cousin stayed silent, only watching Jamil with a curious expression.

“So, have you adjusted to the school?” Jamil quietly questions as his gaze drifts to the cousins, grateful for his peer’s enthusiastic walking, making him finally able to talk freely. Their starstruck expression absorbs the magnificent grandeur of the Scarabia Dorm to Jamil’s hooded face.

”Mhm, I mean, it's still weird here, but it's cool?” Their words were etched in hesitation, but their eyes met Jamil’s intense eyes.

“If you have any of the Prefect's resilience, then you'll get used to this place no time flat, but if you need help. I would be willing to help if things become too much for your cousin and yourself.” Viper’s mind turned before he spoke, but he believed that he could help. His supposed helpfulness enshrouds his ulterior motive. However, his lover’s reliance always left him in awe of how determined they are to adjust here.

“Thanks, but no, I’m not that desperate, and why do you call my cousin by their title? Why not use their name? That's weird.” A cutting answer blows the attendant’s proposal off and lazily rolls their eyes, already not trusting the sound of his voice or the way it felt suspicious. Jamil was handsome. They weren’t blind, but something didn’t feel right in their gut.

“H-huh?” Left stunned at how curt and sharp they were, Jamil’s eyes widened. He wasn't expecting that; from what you and others told him, the child was silent and nervous.

“So you are just another pretty face. That's a big surprise.” Mock astonishment was evident in their voice as they made another quip at Jamil’s stunned face. Kalim and your figure were already ahead of the two and stopped to call them to hurry. The small cousin waves to the duo and sneakily glances at Jamil’s face, already returning to his signature deadpan annoyed expression.

‘So it's like that, hm— well, this is a pain.’ Jamil clicks his tongue; the ‘tsking’ sounds the only company as he sees the child catch up to Kalim and his lover leading the four into the Lounge and finding their spots on the carpet and pillows. He has his fair share of when his sister would give some attitude, but it surprised Jamil to see firsthand their remarks.

You were grateful for the ruby-eyed man’s eagerness to befriend. It got a little pushy. You could tell it got to your little cousin’s nerves, but after a while, they came to terms with the hyperactive 2nd year’s demeanor, but that didn’t mean they liked it.

“Kalim, where are you going?” Jamil notes, sharp eyes ever watching the man. Your cousin and yourself sat in the middle of the Scarabia duo upon pillows. The talkative man gets up from the plethora of luxurious fabrics getting ready to go somewhere.

“I’m going outside on the balcony. Don't worry, Jamil.” With that, he cheerfully trots outside. Jamil reactively gets up to trail his fellow second year, but before he can leave, your cousin beckons him to stay, eyeing the vast lounge.

“Can you stay awhile? I know we sorta met before, but….” Their voice masked their snarkiness by ‘shy’ pleas as you narrowed your eyes. You knew that tone all too well. They wanted to poke a little more fun at your boyfriend. It was fun to see the black-haired man’s surprise at the juxtaposition they showed themselves as and personalities. But in a way, that makes Jamil somewhat connect with them. After all, he wasn’t what he showed himself to be either.

Charcoal eyes scanned the two, then to Kalim’s form. Jamil did want to stay, but his damned duty to look after Kalim hammered into his head. You could tell he was torn between feeling and commitment; speaking out, you also voice your longing for him to stay. It‘s been a while since you spoke with him; taking care of your cousin and school was a lot.

“He’s not too far away. You can keep an eye on him and stay with us if you’d like.” You suggested soothing his mind. Your boyfriend, as much as he loathed this duty, still has those habits to serve Kalim. A fleeting glance towards the large balcony with the sun beaming down as the heir soaked in the light. Jamil wanders back to his seat and sits down but still notably closer to the entryway.

As your cheeky cousin prodded your boyfriend with never ending questions, the man in question answered each one patiently, still watching over Kalim. Each answer satiates your cousin’s curiosity only for a moment before more queries popped into their mind. Some were well thought out, others not so much. Still, there was something your cousin found something odd about Jamil Viper. They couldn’t put their finger on it, but they didn’t entirely trust this world or these sketchy people. Some of you understood their apprehension and protective nature, but you wanted to let them have some semblance of normalcy in the chaos.

“You’re feeling extra talkative today; what changed?” You raised an amused brow at your cousin, who also moved from their sunken spot beside you.

“Surprise? You can't think I'm gonna stay in your shadow, right?” Your cousin bites back, but you know it’s all good-natured fun. That was your dynamic, sarcastic conversation but still caring for each other. Why, without blinking, you return the sentiment.

“So sassy for such a small child. I wonder if I should tell your parents about your attitude when we get home.”

“Wow, I’m scared.”

“Just go outside with Kalim, you little toot.”

They defiantly stick their tongue out at you but still nonetheless leave to go outside with a fleeting glance back to the young couple they’d be leaving. The hanging lanterns sway slightly with a hot breeze moving through the open floor.

“You know how to handle them well,” Jamil notes as he watches them accompany Kalim and, most importantly, out of hearing range.

“Yeah. My cousin’s been sassy ever since they learned to speak, it seems, but they mean well.” Moving closer to your lover, he wasn’t a fan of PDA, but you wanted to close the gap between you a little more, and he didn’t seem to move away at all. He was, instead, letting you inch closer as you touched shoulders.

“They didn’t say anything too wrong to you, right?“ Calmly breathe out as you experimentally tilt your head, wanting some touch. Jamil’s hand slithers up to press the side of your head towards the crevice of his neck, then rests back on his lap.

“No. They didn’t, but now I know they can hold their own. It is pretty fun to see their quips at Kalim, though,” A mean chuckle erupts from his lips as he sees the two figures, the second year wildly moving his arms to which the smaller figure looks on. ”And that was some sad attempt to get close to me. But be happy I missed you too. My shrew.”

His teasing nickname rolls off his tongue as he smirks down at his side. He loves teasing you even more when you talk back with spirit, but he could tell that his name for you made you flustered against him.

“Oh, I’m ever so grateful to your sliver of adoration. Y’know, this babysitting makes me think we’re just tired parents.”

“Very funny.” Jamil rolls his eyes with no hint of amusement in his voice. While the oblivious yet bright Kalim shines at the golden hour, Jamil takes his time reveling in staying in the darkness with you. He didn’t mind this babysitting job, Viper thought to himself.