#but man it’s just nice to have ya around yknow

[hrtreuptakeinhibitor]

This goes out to @greensweaterbi for continuously reblogging my posts and reblogs I do not know you whatsoever but by god if it doesn’t make me kinda happy when I see you reblogged shit from me

Hope you’re having a good day =]

[rotdistressxox]

Headcanons: How the Kengan Men would fall asleep with you

Ohma Tokita

• Takes A LOT of convincing to get him to go to bed on time because he usually naps during the day and whenever he feels like it

• But he caves in because you just look so cute in a t-shirt and underwear

• Sleeps in boxer briefs, maybe pajama pants if it's a cooler night. Always shirtless, but you're not complaining

• Hates to admit it, but he loves being spooned. Having your arms wrapped around his waist and your chest pressed into his back just hits the spot.

• Cradle him in your chest and play with his hair, the dude will be knocked out instantly

• Teasing a sleepy Ohma is the best because he has no power over you now. Baby talk it is

• "You sleepy baby?" "Mmgn" "That's okay, go to sleep" "Mmhm" "Good boy"

• Twitches in his sleep, be warned

• He wakes you up because he makes noises sometimes due to his nightmares.

• Give him a peck on the cheek, he'll shut up real fast.

• Is your personal space heater, his body is usually very warm when he's resting (Apart from when he's fighting...and doing something else)

Lihito / Ichiro Nakata

• Boy is he happy, would never miss out on a chance to snuggle up to you.

• He has matching pajamas, you gotta snort at him everytime he whips them out

• Other than that, usually wears a t-shirt and pajama pants

• Socks stay ON

• Handsy, rests his hands on your butt to warm them up. You squeal everytime he grabs it and all he can do is give a shit-eating grin

• Usually takes him a while to actually fall asleep, so he'll just stay up on his phone or talking to you. While you are actually trying to fall asleep

• Falling asleep on his chest boosts his ego a little. Feels extra manly, yknow?

• Likes to hear the sound of your soft breaths, thinks it's utterly adorable.

• Finally falls asleep after taking in every detail of your sleeping face

Raian Kure

• "Sleep is for the weak"

• You have to coax him into bed with neck kisses galore and praise. Man is a sucker for praise

• Metal Band T-shirt and trunks are his usual attire. Loves it when you wear his shirts to sleep, too

• Is the big spoon

• His big vieny arms wrapped around you as you softly massage them. That's basically heaven to him.

• Tucks you into his side if he's not spooning, cranes his head to rest on yours.

• Commands you to go to sleep before he does.

• He feels extra vulnerable with you in his arms and wants to make sure you are alright.

• Anyone walks in while you and him are trying to sleep, consider them good as dead.

• Without waking you up, he'll gently pull you in to kiss the top of your head before he falls into a deep slumber.

• Good luck trying to wake him up.

Gaolang Wongsawat

• Is usually the one telling you to go to bed.

• Drags you away from whatever you're doing despite your whines and protests.

• Wears a nice silk robe when he's finishing up nightly duties before taking it off. Then it's a tanktop and some baggy pants.

• Strips the tanktop off if it gets too hot.

• Some nights he falls right asleep, others he stays up reading until he can.

• Before he even thinks about closing his eyes, he whispers an 'I love you' and kisses either your forehead, cheek, or lips.

• Sleeps on his back

• It's basically muscle memory if you snuggle into his side, his arm immediately wraps around you.

• Soft snores, not loud enough to wake you, but just enough to giggle at.

• Bed head in the morning is a sight to behold, especially if the person with the bed head is the Thai God of War

Yoroizuka Saw Paing

• SLEEP! HELL YEAAAHHHH

• You have to tell him to calm down because he won't be able to sleep if he's too excited for his next fight

• You've gotten used to him sleeping naked at this point, sometimes he'll just sleep in his usual shorts, or if you're luck, boxers

• He's tried to convince you from time to time to sleep naked, and sometimes it's worked... but you're usually the clothed one.

• a HEAT MACHINE I TELL YA. Sometimes it gets too much and you just throw off the blanket you share altogether.

• Snores sometimes, have a pair of earplugs on the nightstand just incase.

• As soon as you think he won't go to sleep, he does

• Looks like a dork while doing so

• He usually ends up halfway off of the bed in the weirdest pose ever.

Kanoh Agito

• Takes sleep very seriously

• Has a whole nighttime routine actually, he's incorporated you into it as well, consider yourself honored.

• Wears a satin button-up and boxers

• Smells amazing when he climbs into bed because he showers right before.

• The bed quite literally sinks because of his size and weight, so you obviously know which side is yours and which side is his.

• Needs you to talk to him in order for him to go to sleep. He used to stay wide awake until his body did a manual shut off. But then you came, and it's like music to his ears to hear you talk in a sweet, sleepy voice. Which soothes him right to sleep

• Asks you to hum some songs to ease his nerves.

• Yeah, he's a huge teddy bear.

• Didn't know what a goodnight kiss was until you did it. It's apart of his routine now to get a goodnight kiss, even though he didn't ask for one.

• Depending on the mood he's in, a goodnight kiss can be a peck on the forehead, or a passionate kiss on the lips. You can gauge between the 2.

• If he ends up on top of you in the morning, do not attempt to push him off. It will NOT work

Wakatsuki Takeshi

• He's a middle aged man, sleep is like vacation to him at this point.

• Won't drag you to bed with him, but makes it a good point to give you a reason to.

• "Come on sweetheart, I know you're tired"

• T-shirt and pajama pants for his usual attire. He looks damn good in them too.

• HUGE Cuddlebug. Literally, he's 6'4 (193 cm) and weighs 3x then what he should because of his sheer muscle density.

• Tell him if he's crushing you when he's resting ontop, he usually makes sure he doesn't though.

• When he looks up at you while resting his head in the middle of your chest makes your stomach do backflips. The best puppy dog eyes you've ever seen in your life.

• Seeing his usually furrowed and hardened gaze soften makes your heart sinnngggggg

• Softly running your nails over his back, scratching his muscles ever-so-slightly just makes his body untense. He's like puddy in your arms

• You could never worry about monsters under the bed when you've got him.

• Both of you fall asleep in unison. No questions asked

[kavehayi]

kisses on space street • NEBULAE

aventurine x gn!reader • fluff (ongoing series)

chapter summary: pretty boy aventurine has completely taken over your college campus and everyone is warning you to stay away! however, (un)lucky for you, he's got his eyes on you.

author's note: finally doing this series😭 ive been meaning to and nothing ever came to mind to get rid of my writer's block but now im delivering the first chapter☝️

August 23rd, 20XX.

first day of college. you had to try and find your way around the huge campus from the library to the food hall to the area where your actual major resided. the place was a little overwhelming and you had a bit of trouble making your way around.

however, someone came up to help you find your way around.

aventurine. the man with beautiful eyes, is talking to you, an average person. "heya, pretty, you look lost, where do ya need to go?" he cooed in that sweet, honey-like voice. you looked a little shocked he was actually talking to you of all people. guess he sensed that since he let out a lighter chuckle, "ya look shocked, you good?" he asked, now you just have to snap out of it.

you spoke up, "yeah yeah, im...uh, fine, just looking for where my professor's classroom is at" you spoke politely. you didn't wanna waste his time, especially because he definitely has better people to talk to. you showed him the classroom number and his face lit up, "hey i have to go there too! i found it earlier, follow me" he stated pretty enthusiastically. you followed him to the classroom and he opened his mouth again.

he does not know how to shut up, huh?

he spoke up, "so, pretty, you livin' on campus?" he asked. you didn't really wanna tell him this but you went ahead and did it anyways. "uhm, yeah, im living in a dorm with a roommate, don't know his name though, didn't bother looking at the sheet." you cant believe you said that. now hes gonna bother you about looking at the sheet. "oo! let me see for you, i know everyone here" he didnt even really ask to see it, he kinda just stole your papers and looked through. judging by how his face lit up.

he was your roommate.

great.

he left you alone after he lead you to class and when lunchtime came, you went to the nearby cafe to speak to your friends. seems they had some warnings for you. "hey loser! over here!" they called you over and you sat down.

"yknow guys, i met the most obnoxious guy ever today" you started off, catching your friends' attention. your friends' names are robin, a music major. brother is sort of all over the place but he's nice. robin is also a travelling musician so there's some weeks where you never see her but she keeps contact. veritas ratio, prefers being called ratio. older than you and robin and is a junior in college. you guys only met because he accidentally threw chalk at your head when you were a junior in high school minding your business in math class.

"cant be as obnoxious as aventurine, i mean, he's literally loud and pretty so he gets away with it" robin stated and you went really quiet.

"so what if i said it was aventurine?" you questioned and robin dropped her sandwich on the table and ratio, sorta didn't show a reaction. kinda just glared. "stay away from him! he locks his eyes on someone and then ruins their life from what i heard!" robin stated with a scared expression and ratio just scoffed. "all you hear is rumors, miss robin. why dont you just get to know the guy for once, hm?" he asked her with a glare her way, robin just picked up her sandwich and ate it with a pout.

"always have a way of bullying the poor girl, huh, ratio?" you asked him, in which he just grunted and sipped his tea. "anyways, aventurine, i seriously cannot escape him, he's my roommate and in my class" you stated, robin just about imploded.

"no way! good luck dealing with him, dont be too interesting around him or else he'll target you" she said with a nervous sounding voice. you guys ended up finishing our lunch and parting ways, you and ratio going back to the campus while robin had some things to do back at her studio.

the entire day passed you by and it'd already been nine at night. you started heading back to your dorm, hoping that aventurine wasnt there. yet of course, nothing you wish for, actually happens.

"pretty! you're back, how was your first day?" he cooed, he had friends over and he didnt even bother considering how you'd feel about that. "it was fine, im going to my room, dont make too much noise" you stated before walking away. aventurine didnt think you'd be this prickly.

whatever, not like it mattered.

why should you care how he feels.

too bad for you though, he's interested in you now.

[shesmore-shoebill]

happy friday, i got a burst of motivation and sped-wrote a small, fluffy amangela scene about the "seals in another life" comment from the games livestream and Amanda's "... yeah. Yeah." after the comment. So!

Written pretty quick in one go, so, yknow. Adjust expectations accordingly.

As always: RPF with F as in fiction. Not at all meant to speculate on the real people who I don't know.

Platonic, short, fluffy.

----- start

Amanda is the one to bring it up the next day, lounging on the couch in the break room, checking her emails. Angela is squished up against her shoulder, idly scrolling through TikToks, when Amanda clears her throat. "So."

Angela pauses her scrolling, adjusting her position so she can look up at Amanda's face from where she's wedged against her side. There's a hint of amusement in Amanda's tone, that could either be very good or very bad.

"You and me as seals, in a different life, huh?" Amanda looks over her shoulder at Angela, grinning. Angela, mid adjustment,  rolls her eyes, flopping back down to prop her head up on Amanda's shoulder. "Shut the fuck up." She groans. "You know what I meant. It's like. You and me. In the sun on some rocks or snow. Lying around. Barking at each other while rolling around. Swimming together."

Amanda hums quietly. "Yeah." She says thoughtfully. "Hell yeah. We could share fish, or like. Go murder penguins together."

"...Okay, morbid."

"What? They do that. I saw it in a documentary."

"On People.com?"

"Okay, well, obviously PEOPLE dot com is not going to have documentaries about SEALS, ya silly goose." Amanda drops her voice into a funny accent for the last few words, and Angela giggles, despite herself. The room quiets for a bit, as Angela resumes scrolling on her phone.

"I think it'd be nice." Amanda breaks the silence again, and Angela adjusts her position again so she can look at Amanda's face. Amanda looks thoughtful, but when her gaze catches Angela's, its full of affection. "You're so right. You and me. Seals in a different life. Hanging out."

Angela beams up at her, warmth blooming in her chest. "Thank you. Exactly. ....even if you think I'd be a walrus."

"You'd have a moustache! It would be perfect!"

"You're the one that LOVES moustaches."

"You like them too! Don't lie to me."

"Okay then that means we would BOTH be walruses."

"Wait I want to be a hot seal though."

This gets a full laugh out of Angela. "You want to be a HOT seal?”

“Well, I don’t want to be an UGLY seal.”

"Oh yeah, can't have our alternate universe seal selves be ugly, can you imagine."

"Yeah, our seal selves need to be HOT. All the other seals should be tripping over themselves to catch our eye at the seal bar." Amanda slips further and further into a goofy voice as she speaks, Angela now giggling uncontrollably.  

"Then we can go on dates with them, have a terrible time, and debrief with each other after like "UGH, can you BELIEVE how disappointing that was?" and we can watch Seal Dateline and paint each others nails." Amanda pauses. "...Flippers."

“Good to know you have us visualized as teen girl seals.” 

“You were thinking of us like old man seals, weren’t you. Floating around in the water. Complaining about our wives. Eating fish.”

“And hanging out in the sun. Swimming. And just barking away with each other.”

“...”

“Sounds good, right?”

“...Okay, fine, we can both be walruses.”

“THANK you. That's fine.” Angela drops her attention back to her phone, relaxing back into Amanda’s side and propping her head back on her shoulder. “Told you. We were seals together in another life.”

Amanda laughs, dropping her head to the side to rest on top of Angela’s. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” There’s a warm smile in her voice, as she picks back up her phone as well, humming once before admitting.

“Sounds pretty nice.”

"....I'd be the hotter walrus, though."

"Okay, LISTEN-"

------- end!

[jeffsfavoriteknife]

Jeff x Male reader

Tw: alcohol

You sat nervously at the table, with the food you had made ahead of time slowly getting cold, you were supposed to have a date set up tonight by your friend toby with someone he thought you might like but it was nearing 10 pm. You checked your phone anxiously before putting it back face down on the table. You dont know why you thought anyone would be interested in a date with you, you knew toby was trying to be nice and help you out but you should have said no. Tears started welling in your eyes a bit as you stood up with the plate of food in hand, getting ready to throw it away before you heard the front door open and then close shortly after, causing you to freeze. You knew you were an idiot but you didnt know you were dumb enough to leave your front door unlocked, you slowly put the plate down on the counter before peeking from the wall, coming face to face with a jet black haired man causing you to jump. “Hey its okay! Its just me, im jeff. Toby sent me here for a date, guy says that i dont get out enough apart from,,,the usual shit so here i am” his smile faltered as he noticed your saddened gaze “shit im sorry, i didnt mean to come so late, i had shit to do tho yknow? But im here now so thats good enough right? His gaze turned over to look at the plate of food you had made, eyes sparkling “well fuck me you even made me some food, how cute” you barely noticed what he had said before he snatched the plate and headed towards the livingroom to sit on your couch, you sighed, you didnt know if you liked this guys attitude, that and he didnt really seem that interested in you, just the food.

You walked over to him and sat next to him, he pulled a bottle of vodka out of his pocket and took a swig before offering it to you, you hesitated, not really being huge on drinking. “Go on princess, take a few sips” you huffed and snatched the bottle from his hand “dont call me that” you snapped before downing half the bottle, soon realizing your mistake as you got tipsy fast. He snorted and laughed at you, downing the rest of the vodka before gently lifting you up and placing you on his lap, chuckling as your body slumped onto him. “I hate you” you muttered to him, causing him to gently pull on your hair, causing you to whine. “You took too d-damn long to get here i thought y-you wouldnt show up” he huffed and pressed him against you “i told you i was busy with shit, im here tho i wasnt gonna ditch ya” he gripped your ass and grinded himself a bit against you, causing you to moan making him do it again but rougher. He lifted your head up and smashed his lips into yours, shoving his tongue into your mouth, gripping your ass again and hastily yanking down your shorts. You whined and put your fingers through his pantloop holes gently pulling as he moved you so you were slightly above him, giving him room to yank his pants down before he grabbed your hips and slammed you down, entering you and fully bottoming out and ramming hard into your prostate, causing your cock to twitch violently and drool to drip from your mouth. He started bouncing you on his cock harshly causing moans to rip from your throat which was like music to his ears, he growled and wraps his arms around you hugging you tightly to him as he deadeyes your prostate, hitting it over and over wanting to hear so many more noises from you. Your thighs twitched as you gripped onto him like your life depended on it, cumming onto his chest and hips as he continued pounding into you, only stopping to spray your insides white while biting hard into your shoulder, leaving a bright mark for all to see who owns you

(Im so tired im sorry its not good 😭)

[zack-hazbin-blog]

HEAVEN TIME!!

Okay sooooo a lot of this was put in place before the show dropped so some of it seems really kind of out there. Sorry. ALSO i am aware that technically archangels are not a high ranking of angel but i am stealing paradise lost canon again for that. So there are the seven (eight if you count luci, another was made after he fell to even out the roster) archangels and then right underneath them are the seraphim and there are lots of seraphim. Also exterminators aren’t heavenborn they are just people who died and then signed up for the program, removal of your left eye is a key part of initiation for exterminators, and they are very knights templar-esque in their uniforms

Adam: 

I think hes the most important to start with so. Adam, I do not like him in canon at ALL sorry, in this he’s still kind of a dingus but he’s genuinely quite nice. Funny middle aged divorced man who shows up to meetings late on purpose and dresses like Adam Sandler no matter the occasion,,, hes the embodiment of the Are Ya Winning Son? Meme. Im going with Paradise Lost canon yet again here in that he is head over heels for Eve and only ate the apple after she did so they could get the death penalty together. He is sort of a paralell to Luci in the sense that he is also distant from his family but where with Luci it is a self imposed isolation spurred on by depression with Adam its just that he isnt good at conecting with them. 

He and Eve really drifted apart after the Cain incident and, while they are on good terms, they are like super divorced. He doesn’t know how to talk to Abel (who lives close to his mom in what is basically Heaven’s suburbs) and he only gets to see Cain on extermination day, and Cain really just. Doesn’t want to talk to him. So Adam is in a pickle. He was put in charge of the exterminations shortly after he died to kind of just like, give him something to do and he genuinely does a very good job at it. He sees it as getting back at Luci in a way.

Adam hates Lucifer with like his entire being, Adam is a very chill guy, he doesn’t dislike much of anyone, but he hates Lucifer. He hates him for the Eden thing and he also blames him for the Cain thing so any chance he can take to hurt him is good. Unfortunately Lucifer literally could not care less about the sinners dying so. Theres that.

Then canon roles around and suddenly Lucifer’s “daughter” (due to the nature of Charlie’s birth and the fact that Adam has never met her he doesn’t really buy that she’s a sentient being and not just a mouthpiece for Luci) wants to bring sinners into Heaven which is something that just reeks of foul play to Adam, he will not lose his second go at Paradise to God’s least favorite son, something needs to be done. He takes it to Sera (his boss, technically, more on that later) and she gives him clearance to pretty much do whatever he wants (she was not given the full story!!! Just that Luci is “acting suspicious”) so Adam kind of starts. Meddling

He wants to stop the hotel and he wants Charlie dead. Like honest to goodness he wants to kill her. Hes telling Lute (the only other person who knows the full details of this mission) and himself that its for the good of Heaven but really its just some kind of vengeance, Lucifer took his kids, why shouldn’t he give what he gets? Eventually like, season three climax would be the exterminators absolutely wrecking the hotel and like taking Charlie hostage. Adam is having second thoughts when shes actually like tied up and bleeding out though, he like kinda snaps out of his frenzy hes worked himself into and has a little Just A Man from Epic The Musical moment yknow. But whats done is done, no turning back now, right?

Lute:

Lute is exceedingly different that in canon because I wrote all of my stuff for them before we knew anything about them as a character. They are from ancient greece now. More specifically Sparta.

When they died they were very eager to sign up for the extermination program, a warrior at heart and eager to do good. They quickly caught Adam’s eye and they like, surprisingly quickly rose through the exterminator ranks to Lieutenant (Lute) (Nickname that Adam gave them because try as he might he cannot pronounce their (dead)name.)

They are like Charlie’s age, both in the sense that they are both early twenties and in the sense that they are both ~2000, they and Adam have kind of like, almost father and child thing, Adam is the goofy divorced dad who listens to pearl jam and Lute is the daughter who has to listen to it on the way to swim practice. 

Lute is very strategical, Lute is very serious, Lute feels like they have a lot to prove (especially being one of the few high ranking people in Heaven who isnt either heavenborn or someone of Biblical Importance) less so than they did when they were new, but the itchings of anxiety are still somewhere in there. They are extremely devoted to Heaven’s cause and Adam, though they are having second thoughts about Adams hostility towards the princess by like, mid season three.

Adam (reluctantly, might I add) sent them down to the hotel for a “diplomacy mission” (spying) for a week or two early on in the season and they found that they actually can relate to Charlie? They both want to do whats best for their people and they both have major imposter syndrome (and they both know Vallie, which is awkward, (vallie was apart of Lutes like, personal squadron, kind of an exterminator elite guard before she fell) Lute and Vallie dont hate eachother by any means but the last time they were in a room together they were literally trying to kill eachother so its. weird) but Lute just, isnt as convinced on the prospect of Charlie being some kind of literal puppet for the devil? Adam shoots down her concerns about this though, hes the devil he is the king of lies and deceit, Lute, thats just what he wants you to think, trust me, I know how he works, Ive dealt with him, its okay.

Also they transitioned while in Heaven and asked Adam to set up their top surgery under the guise of like, improving their combat capabilites (he absolutely knew he was just humoring them, I love and adore him if you didnt know)

Eve:

Eve is so cool. She isnt a major character because she is extremely disinvolved with the workings of Heaven, like, purely by choice. She lives somewhere in like, the Primum Mobile ring and has a garden and likes when Emily or the other Heavenborn visit her. Abel lives somewhere close by and he has some sheep. She rarely travels into the Empyrean (the capital city) and just. Shes hanging out.

She was absolutely the main person behind her and Adams divorce, she just really fell out of it after a while, she doesnt hold anything against him she just. Isnt interested in a romance with him. She also has far less of a grudge against Lucifer than Adam (she blames herself more than anything) and thinks that Adam should like. chill out. (Its not good to hold onto hatred for so long, you know.)(Do you forgive him?)(…no.)(Exactly. He isnt sorry, he doesnt deserve forgiveness, Eve.) 

Sera:

Similar to canon except that like, she isnt antagonistic, shes a big cool angel lady who is technically in charge of the exterminations because she is in charge of like, soul circulation. In this au souls who are purged in the Cleanse get thrust back out into the reincarnation zone (hell doesnt know this, Luci never cared enough to ask and there have been no communications between like, anyone else) (heaven souls can also be reincarnated but its a voluntary process, you might ask if this causes like, an imbalance of any kind, with there being far more “evil souls” in circulation, the answer is no, new souls are also freshly created often) this technically puts her in charge of the whole affair, she appointed Adam to help her out and regrets it every day /silly

She isnt keeping the cleanse a secret because in her mind there is no moral issue to keep secret, though it isnt something thats like, advertised, it is perfectly reasonable to think that a lot of people in Heaven dont know about it. She probably would not take well to Adam’s hostility towards Charlie if she knew the full situation but as far as she knows its just a Lucifer plot and she trusts Adam to sort that out. Maybe she shouldnt! He is very biased!

Emily:

Shes also not a huuuggee character, shes one of the youngest Seraphim and the most involved with the ascended soul population as shes the only seraphim to not predate humanity. Shes silly, she likes Adam a lot hes like a funny uncle who your parents dont like. She mostly hangs out in the residential area of the Empyrean just. Hanging out, she doesnt have a whole lot of official duties besides keeping morale up, though teeecchhhniically shes supposed to help Sera with soul regulation by keeping a handle on blessed souls who want to reincarnate by sending them to Sera. Shes also friends with Molly just because I think thats cute.

Molly: 

Im including her!!! You cant stop me!!! Shes angel’s twin sister! She is technically the youngest out of the Ragno siblings and also died second, shortly after Angel. She was very close with her twin in life and while she accepts that her oldest brother and father are probably both in Hell shes holding out hope that Angel is just taking a long time to get through Purgatory. (he is not) (shes starting to have less and less faith in this idea)

She lives in the inner part of the Empyrean with her mom and a couple other non-immediate family members that landed up there. Heaven doesnt really have any kind of currency so like, shops arent as much of a thing as like say, markets where you can trade knick knacks for other kick knacks (there is an unlimited supply of goods of all kinds but like, if you want like a handknit scarf and you want to trade a windchime you mde for one just pop down to the market) but she is running a small sort of beauty parlor thing close to the Centrum (basically heaven town hall, where the Seraphim and Archangels get access to the Abode Of God and also just hold other important matters) thats decently popular. Shes very nice if a little overbearing, has a temper though, also a bit of a prankster when the situation permits (something she picked up from Angel when they were kids), absolutely figured out that Angel wasnt into girls a long time before the actual news came out. She deduced this through years of trying to set him up with girls and her efforts turning up squat. Shes very supportive she is still mad at Arackniss for siding with their dad during the Initial Incident.

Micheal:

Hes the only archangel with any like. Major importance. Hes Lucifers twin brother and the highest ranking archangel since Lucis banishment. He was the main force to take down Lucifers rebellion back when that all happened (i hate viv canon he was banished from heaven because he launched a COUP not because he was silly or something. Hes the devil. Stop woobifying him let him have done something bad. He can regret it, he DOES regret it but he is not a poor little victim he started a civil war.) and would probably show up at the end of season three to like negotiate some kind of peace deal with Charlie. He would not have met Charlie prior to this incedent but he really likes her honestly, its been a few millenia he isnt as upset with Luci anymore, certainly not upset with his daughter who has proven to be nothing but virtuous and kind. 

But also before this he would show up in Lucifer flashbacks, mainly one where hes arguing with Charlie mid/late season one and it would like be cutting in and out of a flashback to Luci and Micheal arguing about Gods favoritism of Adam and Lilith (very new, having just been dropped in Eden, fighting had not yet occured and Lilith and Luci had not yet met eachother, they would not meet until after Lucifer falls to Hell and Lilith dies as punishement for abandoing Eden) and the argument would be like, Luci and Charlie fighting about the fate of the sinners and the ethics of the Cleanse paralleling Luci and Micheal fighting over Killing The Humans because they Suck and Dad Likes Them More Than Us and it would like culminate in a “They dont deserve to die!” where Charlie AND flashback Micheal say that and Lucifer being like, woah, its happening agaiiiiinnn im messing up agaaiiinnnn shes just like micheal and im going to lose her tooooooo and kind of like. Having a little bit of a breakdown. Hes so mentally ill

Also im assigning all the Archangels colors of the rainbow just because. Luci is red and Micheal is blue. None of the others are especially important.

Okay thats all the major Heaven people!!! I think ill do like. Lucifer and Lilith in a combination post with the various Pets (keekee, fat nuggets, razzle and dazzle, ect.) next, then maybe one on the other Big Overlords?? Ive been reading Shakespeare just for help developing one of them I am very normal. Anyway, as always, if you have any questions please ask, I am more than happy to answer!! byyeeeee love youuuuu <3 <3 <3

[miserablekingsteve]

“Never mind all that. What’s in there?” The finger with his square skull ring was pointing straight at Steve’s gift. Long and wrapped in a grey blanket from his house.

Steve kept a watchful eye on Eddie. Not just because the guy just woke up from a near death experience and absolutely wasn’t allowed to raise his arms as much as he was, no, there was something deep rooted missing and Steve wasn’t able to figure it out.

So, he continued to watch. Eddie was perched on the Family Video counter top, he was totally not jealous of Eddie’s mobility, well not until he noticed the way his bottom eye lid twitched in pain. Thank god, if Steve was still recuperating from the Demobats, Eddie HAD to be. Maybe the guy really did make a deal with the Devil.

“Sooo, what are my two favourite people doing later?” Eddie leaned forward into Robin’s face. Damn, the thing that was missing was in the picture in front of him. What was it?

“‘S movie night,” A twizzler was shoved in Robin’s mouth and her eyes stared at the late rental screen.

“Cool, cool. Mind if I third wheel??”

Steve rolled his eyes, interjecting, “Uh, yeah. Not a couple.”

“Pft, yeah. Okay,” Eddie jumped from the fake marble counter, “see ya chumps later for our date.”

X

“…and then, boom Kirk slides in with this masterpiece.”

Steve sat smoking on Eddie’s comforter, enjoying the company even if it was a bit louder than he was used to.

Suddenly, that hole arrived in the room. God, he almost had a finger on it. Peering around the cluttered space in Eddie’s new room, Steve tried to find what he was missing.

“Ah, ah! Listen to Lars here,” Drums echoed out from Eddie’s boombox, his friend threw his head back while smacking pencils onto any surface in front of him.

His weed addled mind tossed the search for the missing… something. Laughing at Eddie’s antics.

X

“Psst, Steve.”

“Hey!”

“Steve!”

Cracking his eyes open Steve saw early twilight glistening outside his window. Why was he awake?

*smack* a horrid sound echoed off his window, groggily he stumbled over to open it up, only to be met with Eddie Munson standing next to his pool with a boombox.

“Hey,” Eddie whisper yelled, “I wanted to play you a song but, yknow, sweethearts gone. So I this’ll have to do.”

BOOM

There it was. The thing missing, and with this idiots birthday right around the corner. Steve knew exactly what he was going to get him.

X

The trailer was crowded, almost to crowded for Steve. But his boyfriend was absolutely shining, so he sucked it up. Going outside for a cigarette as much as possible. That was until the big moment.

“Hey, kid,” Wayne Munson greeted, “I know you got Ed that huge gift, and that’s real nice and all but knowing him. You might want to add a bit of sentimental value to it. That is before he starts ragging on about corporate ghouls etc.”

Steve raised an eyebrow while taking a long drag from his smoke, “uh huh. Like what?”

Wayne smiled secretly, “this.”

Produced in the older man’s worked hand, sat a small chain. A guitar pick looped on it adorning the silver. His breath hitched, images of him feeling the sinking missing thing when in Family Video.

Eddie’s fingers constantly reaching up to fiddle at his neck and then falling when nothing but his shirt collar was there.

“Thanks, Wayne,” Steve grinned softly.

A strong hand gripped his shoulder, then Wayne followed Steve back inside.

“MIKE! Put it down!” Nancy screeched, the siblings stood in a stand off around all of Eddie’s gifts. One horribly wrapped one in his hands.

“What I just wanted to give him mine,” The kid shrugged, staring at his sister like she’d grown a second head.

“We have to wait for Steve!”

“I’m back! Sorry, I was just outside,” He pushed into the room a bit more, sliding his arm around his boyfriends waist.

“Go ahead, Mike,” Steve nodded.

Eddie accepted the gift graciously, then sat down in one of the dining room chairs. Steve noticed that his healing was still in process, it was probably from all the arm lifting he was doing in the beginning. The sound of tearing paper filled the room, and in Eddie’s lap sat a new DnD module, ‘Legacy of Blood’.

“Shit,” Dustin hissed, “I knew we should’ve coordinated our presents!!”

Lucas rolled his eyes at the curly haired teen, “Okay, steeeve.”

His eyes widened and felt his mouth drop open, “what did you just say?”

“You think I care about coordinating presents?”

Lucas shrugged, Dustin’s head whipped between the two of them. Before Steve continue his argument, Eddie interrupted from his seat below.

“Never mind all that. What’s in there.” The finger with his square skull ring was pointing straight at Steve’s gift. Long and wrapped in a grey blanket from his house.

“That one’s mine,” Steve blushed, everyone ooed, pushing Nancy to hand it over to Eddie.

Steve watched as the precious gift was paraded through the crowd to them, a light bulb going off above his head.

“Alright, dude,” Steve situated the blanket on Eddie’s lap, “now close your eyes.”

“Hmph, why?” Eddie pouted, Steve drew back on his idea, “I want to see you when I open it.”

Well, that made Steve’s heart ache with happiness, sucking in a breath Steve nodded with stained cheeks, “yeah, yes. Of course.”

“First part of the gift then,” Steve dipped his hand into the front pocket of his Levi’s feeling around for the light chain and brought it out.

Eddie’s eyes widened, focusing in on the guitar pick necklace.

“No way.”

“Yeah huh.”

“No!”

Eddie tore the blanket away, and sure enough, underneath laid a replica electric guitar, maybe with a few more details carved in the neck.

“Is that?” Eddie was pointing at the carving of the tattoo on his right forearm.

“Yeah! I had Max get me a Polaroid of it,” Steve grinned, feeling proud of himself. The shining look of adoration on Eddie’s face made him relax in confidence.

“That was really weird by the way!” Max hollered.

Steve waved her off, “Yeah, whatever dude.”

X

The next time Steve sat on Eddie’s bed, he was shirtless and the room was sticky from sex and summer air. Steve had one arm out the window of the trailer, smoking and the blanket drawn over his thighs.

Eddie was up, clad in black boxers. He turned on a soft lamp to the side, whispering something to the guitar that laid on his mirror. Then pulling the strap over his head and sitting on an old office chair. Picking at the strings softly, humming tunes.

Steve’s smile was so big it hurt, because he finally found what was missing. And he wanted to make sure, nothing of Eddie was ever missing from his life. Ever.

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Swap Across the CrystalVerse Chapter 17: The Bad End

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"You do look more like me wearing that," Chase comments, looking over Bro in his new clothes. "The hand-me-down look really seals it. Sorry if they don't fit. We have, uh, limited options while living in a cave. At least they're clean."

Bro laughs, "It's okay- we're pretty similar just… bigger… arms I guess."

"You can say bigger muscles- I think Chase's self esteem was already shot just by seeing them~!" Jackie grins.

"Hey! Don't be mean! It's not like… I'm showing off! It's just! What happens when you fight crime!" Bro protests.

Chase laughs. "Don't worry, I'm not too concerned about being built. I'm more of a long range guy."

Stacy pokes her head into the storage cavern where Chase, Bro, Jackie, and Sam are waiting. "Are you guys done in here?"

The two swaps look at Stacy and Bro tries to hide his blush at seeing her as he adjusts the outfit. "u-uh yeah! I think so!"

"Great." Stacy nods. "I found a group of people who are going to come along."

Someone else leans into view. They have short dark hair underneath a blue beanie and are wearing a black jacket and skirt with leggings. "Hey." They wave.

"Oh! This is Raven, they're one of those people," Stacy says. "They wanted to meet you."

"Not often you hear about people from another world." Raven grins. "Nice to meet you. I'm the magician."

"Oh! A magician! That's great!" Bro grins. "We could use any help we can get!"

'Nice to meet ya, Raven!" Jackie smiles.

"Heh." Raven smiles. "Happy to help. If you get paused in time I'm able to unfreeze you. That's why I'm coming."

"Oh awesome! That'll make this way easier!" Bro laughs.

"Stacy, are you gonna go, too?" Chase asks.

"Are you?" Stacy asks him.

"I, uh… I want to help. But I think it'll make the whole decoy thing hard."

Jackie looks at Chase and then shrugs, "If you stay with us and hidden- it should be fine! Once Bro starts using his powers it gonna be real obvious it aint you so-"

"That's true…" Chase muses. "Alright. I'll go. I'm an alright marksman, I can stay hidden from a distance."

Stacy nods. "In that case, I won't go. It's too dangerous for both of us to leave. Just in case something happens to one group."

Chase nods. "Alright. Where's Jack, by the way?"

Sam gets off the box They're sitting on and wraps Their nerve-tail around something inside. A small pen. They awkwardly write letters on the lid of the cardboard box. A-L-T.

"He's still with Alt?" Chase asks. "Huh."

Jackie frowns. "… I feel like that's been a long time."

Bro looks worried. "Do you think they're both okay?"

Chase bites his lip. "I don't think anything could've happened to Jack. You literally can't touch him, yknow? But… something could be…" He shakes his head, not wanting to say it in front of Bro and Jackie. "I-it'll probably be fine. If everyone's ready, we should start moving right away. Jackie, are you gonna come?"

"Yeah man! I can be moral support if anything. But, also like- whats the saying… better with numbers…?" Jackie frowns. "Why can't I remember how that goes-"

Bro laughs, "Please try to stay away from any place you can fall and break something, Jackie-"

"Nooo promises!" Jackie grins.

"You want a gun, then? Or a knife?" Stacy asks, pushing open the lid of a crate.

"Oh- a knife please. Imma a terrible shot." Jackie laughs.

"Alright, here you go." Stacy grabs a sheathed knife and hands it to him. "That looks the right size for you. Feel free to slash away, the corrupted don't feel pain and they don't go down easily."

"ooh- that's.. fun. Good to know." Jackie says, taking the knife.

Bro frowns, "huh… i gotta be careful then… I don't wanna like- accidentally… you know-"

"Accidentally kill them? You're that strong?" Chase asks with wide eyes.

Bro flushes, "…I dunno! mmmmaybe? I haven't tried to! I'm very against killing- but I usually try to hold back once I see someone in pain."

"Yknow, Trisha once shot Error point-blank with a shotgun and he got up again, I think you punching them really hard won't do that much," Stacy says. "Just don't aim for the heads. These are still people under all the corruption."

Bro nods to Stacy and wrings out his hands and wrists, "Okay… I can do that. I don't like aiming for the face much anyways. Broken noses aren't fun for anyone… Unless they deserve it. …Broken noses are meant for criminals not mind controlled people. There that's a new super law for me." He nods.

Jackie snorts and rolls his eyes.

Stacy laughs. "Great, good to hear."

"Let's head out, then," Chase says. "The sooner, the better. We need Bro to hang out somewhere with a lot of cameras for him to see, while the rest of us stay out of sight."

Raven nods. "I can keep up an invisibility spell for a while, but everyone will need to stick close to me, it only covers so much ground."

"Alright, good luck guys," Stacy says.

"Thanks Stacy- stay safe okay?" Bro says with a smile. Jackie gives her a two fingered salute.

“Let's go." Chase checks his gun, then leads the way out of the cave.

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The door to the room appears, opening up. Jack looks away from Alt and towards it, stiffening. His form is overtaken by white static until he's just the staticky outline he was when Alt first saw him. He puts a finger to his lips.

Alt jumps slightly and then curls up as Jack becomes less solid. He shakily nods.

Error walks in. He looks at Alt and grins. "We're going to take a trip. Come on. Please don't make this difficult."

As Error walks in Alt growls and bares his teeth at him like a feral animal.

"Oh, don't be like that, this is your lucky day! Though you don't think of it that way right now." Error leans down, still grinning. He's not wearing the hoodie outfit from earlier. Instead, it's some red and blue jumpsuit, torn and bloodied. "Come on." His smile drops. "If I have to drag you down there, I will."

"Go ahead and try fucker-" Alt spits. He grins as his eyes spark with energy, "You already know I'm pretty slippery."

"Because of your glitching? Is that it? Hmmm." Error hums. "You know… the Place has a way of taking you where Anti wants you to be. So, sure, you can try. You'll probably just end up where I'm taking you anyway." He flashes a sharp smile. "But if you insist." He grabs Alt by the arm and starts pulling him towards the door.

Alt yelps and then quickly tries to glitch away and out of his grip.

And yet, somehow, Error manages to hold onto him. The static swarming around his body buzzes around Alt's glitches, causing some kind of rough barrier. "Come on," Error says, adjusting his hold so he's pinning Alt's arms to his side. He doesn't sound bothered at all by the struggles as he drags Alt out into the hallway. The static form of Jack follows.

Alt cries out and tries to fight as much as he can. "H-Hey! What the fuck!! Let me go!!"

"Nope!" Error says, almost cheerfully. He continues dragging Alt down the hallway, which slopes and twists downwards. Cables start to appear on the ground, ready to trip people up, but he nimbly dodges them. "Come on, we're almost there!"

Alt feels his stomach drop and dread starts to take over him as he tries even harder to get away. "N-No! C'mon J-Jackie! You're Jackie right?! J-Just let me go man!!"

"I thought I told you before." Error's grip on Alt tightens to the point where it hurts a little. "That's not me anymore." He reaches a door made of metal and opens it up, dragging Alt inside. It's completely dark, impossible to see, but somehow Error navigates it perfectly until he manages to push Alt into a chair, forcing him to sit.

Alt cries out and squirms and kicks as much as he can. When he's forced into the chair he tries to see if he can glitch away-

"No!" Error sees him doing that and pushes him hard back, hard enough that Alt's head clunks against the back of the chair. "Don't you dare," he hisses, quickly grabbing Alt's arms and pushing them into the arms of the chair, where cuffs snap into place. He quickly does the same for his ankles, cuffing them to a bar connecting the chair legs, and then backs up. "Just wait here quietly, okay?"

Alt’s vision flashes white for a second as he head hits the seat. He then struggles and pulls at the restraints, really starting to freak out. Terrified tears gather in his eyes as he starts to heave in panic. “P-Please don’t do this! I-I don’t want to be a puppet again! Please!”

Error grins. "It's not so bad. Maybe you'll find it's different this time. Maybe you'll be happy." And then he turns and leaves the room.

Jack quickly walks into the room before Error closes the door. The room is completely dark now, but Alt can hear Jack's voice. "You're not alone, I promise," he says.

Alt is panicking hardcore, even Jack's voice doesn't calm him down. His eyes try to find any source of light in the room but there's nothing- its dark and he's scared. "J-Jack…! I.. I don't want to be corrupted…! I..! I-"

“I know, I’m sorry,” Jack murmurs. “I-I can’t stop him, a-and I’m sorry. But I can fix it. Just before you guys arrived here, I figured out how to uncorrupt people. But I-I don’t know how to stop the corruption while it’s happening. Only after the fact. And I’m so, so sorry. But I promise people are on the way to help. I promise.”

Alt feels his stomach sinking even more as he hangs his head and tries to hide his panicked tears. He… he has to try to look tough for whatever's coming… he can't show he's weak- but he's so fucking scared.

“It’s gonna be okay,” Jack says. “You’re not alone. It’s going to be—”

Then the door opens again. The lights flick on, revealing the corruption room, just like the one Surgeon showed Mag. Standing in the doorway are two familiar faces. Anti… and Magnificent himself.

“Hey, Alt,” Anti says, grinning as he closes the door.

"Hello cub~" Magnificent giggles.

Alt goes pale. "M-Magnificent…"

Magnificent laughs wildly and teleports to grab Alt's chin, tilting it back and forth. "Awww look at you, kitten! You look fucking terrible~ Scared out of your wits, are we?"

"S-Shut the fuck up!" Alt spits, trying to pull his wet face away from his grip.

Magnificent giggles and teleports back by Anti, grinning. "This is going to be so fucking easy. It's almost sad-"

"Easy would be good, this is never 'easy' in my experience," Anti says. One of the screens on the walls lights up, showing nothing but static, the speakers letting out the sound of white noise. Anti glitches over to a table and starts looking through the items there. "You should probably cover your ears, Magnificent. I don't think it'll be able to affect you so easily, but better safe than sorry. You get started while I decide how to approach this."

"Ah- Yes. I can do that." Mag snaps and puts basically magic earplugs in and then grins, slinking back over to Alt.

Alt tries to pull his head away but Mag grabs him by the hair and slams his head back, giggling. "Oh you poor beaten kitten… your mind has already been scrambled so nicely for me~! So broken and disjointed… It's like you knew to expect me!"

"Mag- f-fucking! Don't do this! You're really g-gonna let me be a puppet for someone else?" Alt tries to growl at him.

Magnificent just shakes head and laughs, "Why not? I want to see how it works~! And you're already such a good puppet for me, Alt… I think I can lend you away for a bit~" He flares up some corruption in his hands- not enough to completely block Alt's magic- but enough to make him weak. He digs his claws into his neck and spreads it there as Alt screams and tries to thrash against it. As he works a bright purple and green spiral looms behind Magnificent- soon drawing in Alt's eyes as Mag withdraws his hand.

Alt weakly lets his head fall back, panting and heaving in panic- but he's starting to do it less- the anger and fear fading from his eyes. Corrupted purple flickers in his eyes but- he tries to fight against it, weakly squirming in his restraints. "n-no… no I… i-"

Anti watches this happen, observing. It really does happen quite quickly. "I've been able to put people in trances before," he says quietly. "But they always shake it off eventually. That sort of reminds me of it." He nods at the spiral, at the way Alt's struggles are fading. "I can work with that."

The white noise in the air sounds less sharp than it did before. More… soothing, almost. Anti walks around behind Alt, carrying something. He snaps it around Alt's neck, revealing it to be a metal collar.

"Alright, Alt," he says quietly, but not kindly. "Here's how it's going to work. If you start to do something wrong, you're going to get hurt. Same thing if you say something bad. Simple enough, right? You can do that, right?"

Magnificent's eyes widen and then he giggles, "Oh… i like where this is going."

Alt snaps slightly out of trance as he feels the collar get snapped onto him. He weakly glares at Anti, eyes sparking. "L-Like i'm gonna just d-do what you say just cuz you ask me- f-fuck off!"

ZAP. Anti can't pulse with electricity the way Alt can, but he has other tools he can use. Namely, a taser, which he presses to the metal of the collar and switches on for a second. "That's a low setting, and I know you can handle electricity," Anti says. "But I promise it can get worse. And I'm not just limited to lightning." He tilts Alt's head back so he can look him in the eyes. "You don't have to fight it, though," he whispers. "You don't have to go through this." He glances back up at Magnificent and nods towards the spiral he has conjured, silently asking him to increase whatever he's doing.

Alt grits his teeth and stiffens in his chair, trying to hide his discomfort. He feels himself get tilted up and he opens his eyes enough to just glare more at Anti. "I-I'm not l-letting myself be corrupted by you…!"

Magnificent tilts his head and the magic gets brighter and hums with intensity. The pressure on the room increases. Mag grips his hand and the corruption on Alt's neck pulses and grows slightly, making purple flash in his eyes as he gasps.

Alt tries to shut his eyes, shaking his head. "No…! Nono-!"

"Why not?" Anti asks. "Remember, I've seen your memories. I know what you've thought. All these Antis out here, doing terrible things. You know that you're not any different. Didn't you try to kill your so-called friends a couple times?"

"T-Those weren't for you to see-" Alt whimpers. "I.. I'm not like that anymore- I don't want to be that anymore…! I'm not like them- I'm not-!" He squeezes his eyes shut tighter, trembling.

ZAP! Anti goes up a setting on the taser. "Don't close your eyes," he snaps.

Alt grits his teeth and bites back another scream. Alt instinctively follows Anti's order and his eyes find the spiral.

"Alright, maybe you're not like that anymore. But you remember what it was like, don't you? Didn't a part of you like being like that? Being able to do whatever the fuck you wanted?"

Alt’s shoulders almost instantly relax as the magic starts to spiral in his eyes. His head lolls back more as he breathes slowly. He leans a bit more against Anti's side, talking hollowly. "… i… i… d..did…"

"That's it kitten… relax… and listen to Anti," Magnificent sings sweetly, increasing the burning magic. "Just like that…"

"I know you did," Anti says, his voice laced with static. "But you feel so bad about it now. Guilt is a useless thing, Alt. All it does is make you feel bad. Life is so much better lived without regrets. Nothing is stopping you from casting these feelings aside and doing something that you like. Even if people say it's wrong, they don't know you. They can't know you. It's impossible to fully know someone, since you can't possibly have thought and felt and experienced everything someone else has. So, why do you care so much about what these people who can't know you think?"

"I… I don't… know…" Alt whispers, knitting his eyebrows together in confusion. "…it… it.. shouldn't… matter…" His eye twitches and he tries to shake out his head, squeezing his eyes shut again as his head pounds. "n-no it m-matters it… it has to- I… I need to- be something b-better…! I…"

ZAP! Up another setting. "Better is arbitrary," Anti hisses. "Good and bad are constructs. Right and wrong are fictional ideas." The static echoes his words. "You only want to be 'better' because others tell you that you should want that. When you strip away those voices, Alt, you know what you really want. And I can help you, like I've helped lots of people before you."

Alt lets out a short scream now, clenching his fists and arching his back. He pants, eyes rolling in his head for a second before they find the spiral again. He starts to relax even more, even through panted short breaths. The magic glows brighter in his eyes as he whispers, "…what… I want…?" He leans his head back and sighs in pain, "i… i wanna be free…"

"Then let me help you," Anti whispers. "Let me free you." He puts one hand on Alt's shoulder. For a moment, he flickers, becoming a figure of black static. Something is in his chest. Right where his heart would be. It looks a little like a heart too, in shape. But it's not. It's a knot of strings, and one of those strings slinks down his arm and into the spot where his hand is touching Alt. Then he returns to his normal look, and the string is gone from sight. But it's still there.

Alt twitches a bit and rolls his shoulder where he feels the string but very quickly relaxes. His eyes glaze over completely and his fighting stops. "…free me, Anti." He whispers, lips hardly moving.

Magnificent giggles with glee, hardly able to stop grinning.

"I will," Anti promises. "Close your eyes. When I tell you to open them again, you'll be free."

Alt's eyes easily slip shut now, his head lolling forward to hang limply over his chest.

"One…" Anti whispers. "Two…" He reaches for the collar. "Three." And he snaps it off. "Wake up, Byte."

Alt's head slowly rises and he opens his eyes. Immediately- they are different. His sclera is now green static. The purple spirals still burn in his irises but… now its like- his pupils are glitching. They don't seem to want to settle, glitching across his iris and sclera in broken bits and pieces.

Byte leans forward and looks confused before his lips curl up into an unsteady smile. He digs his nails into the arms of his chair and starts to giggle. He's dazed- still seeming kinda lost and entranced. He falls back in his chair, letting his head hit the back of it as he dazedly giggles at the ceiling.

"…fascinating…!" Magnificent breathes, his eyes sparkling.

"Everyone reacts to it differently," Anti says. "I've given up on trying to predict how they'll act after the process--but somehow this feels right." He leans back, considering for a moment. "It might not be as well-settled as corruption usually is, but that was really fast. Worth the tradeoff, if you ask me."

"I think it was only so fast because his mind is already very open to my hypnosis. And… whatever happened with you two scrambled his brain and made it very easy to manipulate." Magnificent comments, crossing his arms as he studies Byte. "Still… I haven't seen him like this…"

Anti leans forward again, undoing the cuffs on Byte's wrists and ankles. "Hello there." He smiles at him, somehow managing to look both genuine and crazed at the same time. "How do you feel, Byte?"

Byte dazedly watches as he's freed, smile only getting wider. His eyes get a bit more of that unhinged look in them. He tries to glitch up out of the chair and then falls over himself slightly, giggling madly. He finds Anti's arm and grabs onto it, digging his nails in. "F-Fantastic-" He grins. "Fucking f̵a̴n̴t̴a̵s̷t̸i̵c̷~! And… and stabby- I feel stabby." Byte laughs more and looks at Anti with those wide glitching eyes, grinning like a maniac. "Can I stab you? I w-w-wanna see you b̷͚̂l̴̢̇é̷̠e̶̓͜é̸̯d̸͕͘d̴̞̑."

"Ha! Unfortunately, I don't bleed at all, despite this whole thing." Anti indicates the neck wound. "But we can go out into the city and find someone who will." His smile widens into an excited grin. He seems unfazed by Byte grabbing his arm, even as the nails dig in. He glances at Magnificent. "Guessing that sort of comment isn't normal, then?"

"Not at all." Magnificent replies, impressed.

"Can I bite them?!" Byte says excitedly, baring his teeth in a sharp grin. "That's what my name is now, right? B̵I̷t̶e̸!̸ ̵!" He snaps his teeth together like a playful predator, giggling.

"You can," Anti assured him. "Let me just find someone suitable. This will only take one second." He turned into black static and zipped away--and then, exactly one second later, he returned. "Well… I just saw something very interesting." He looked over at Magnificent. "A puppet who snapped his strings. My Chase is out wandering around. It must be some sort of trap, I caught a couple glimpses of people nearby. They must've thought they were hiding with that magician's invisibility spell, not knowing that some cameras can see through that." And back to Byte, grinning. "We can head out right now."

"C̸h̵a̴s̵e̷!̷ I know a Chase!" Byte says excitedly. "If there's twooo Chases- can I kill one, Anti?" He giggles. As he does, he's still glitching a bit in place- his normally bright green and blue glitches now darker and corrupted. Even his magic seems corrupted as he opens his hand up and summons one of his magic knives. It buzzes and fizzles with loud static and flickers between dark green, blue, red and black.

Magnificent chuckles, "That's true… that could mean our Chase is somewhere in there too. No doubt hoping to catch us off guard."

"Or! He can come back too! Two Chases! Two puppets~!" Byte laughs, bouncing on his toes.

"Two would be nice," Anti says thoughtfully. "But if it really comes down to it, you can kill the spare--the one not from this world. As well as anyone else with him."

The spirals in Byte's eyes pulse a bit at this, as if sealing in a command and he grins. "I can kill him. It will be fun to kill him~! And the others! Anyone I can!!"

"Oh this will be quite the show~!" Magnificent laughs, "My puppets wont know what's hitting them."

Anti flashes a smile. "Lovely knives."

"Thank you Anti!" Byte beams. He throws one knife out of his hand and lets its sink into the wall- then opens back up his hand and it flies back in a similar arc. He giggles. "They're m̸a̵g̶i̷c̵~̷" He then poofs them away and glitches around the room like he just can't keep still. "Can we go?!"

"We can go right now," Anti says. "I need Voice, but we can meet him at the exit. Hmm, I should probably take Error, too, just in case." He looks at Magnificent. "Want to join? The four of us together can probably defeat them all."

"Oh, my friend, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Magnificent chuckles.

Byte glitches to a stop, his hair spiking and curling slightly as electricity courses across it and his clothes. He grins wide. "I'll follow you! I still don't know how the Place works-" He says plainly but even that sounds a bit crazy and unhinged. Maybe its that wild look in his glitching eyes. He then blinks and looks to a certain corner and then points. "And what are we gonna do with Jack? He's watching."

Magnificent looks confused, frowning at the space and not seeing anything. "…what are you talking about…?"

Anti stiffens. "He's what?" he whispers, absolute venom dripping in his voice, thick enough to burn ears.

Jack has been watching everything. He'd wanted to reach out to Alt, to support him during Anti's attempts to corrupt him, to remind him that he's not alone. But then Magnificent had walked in and thrown him for a loop, and before he could recover, that spiral the magician conjured was blocking Alt's vision. He wanted to shout, to scream, but the moment the process started he froze up. It wasn't just Alt in that chair, it was Jackie, Jameson, Henrik, Marvin, Chase--all of them. All of his friends he couldn't help. All of his friends that he had watched get hurt and tortured and twisted beyond recognition and never been able to do a single thing about. The memory of helplessness locked him up, shoving him back into that mentality until it was too late.

Anti turns in the direction Alt was pointing and lunges forward.

Jack yelps, briefly flickering into view, and dives out of the way.

"Get b̵̨a̛ç̛k̕ ̸͠h͡e͟͠r̢͟ę̴̕!" Anti shouts, picking up a blade from the nearest table and throwing it.

Jack dodges it and jumps through the wall, disappearing.

Anti screeches animalistically--then glances at Magnificent and gets himself under control. "I'll… deal with him… some other time," he says through gritted teeth. "He can't be touched. He's just like a fucking ghost. Not important right now. Let's go. He's probably going to tell the group we're on the way."

Byte staggers back, fear flickering in his eyes. As Anti shouts and screeches, he curls up slightly- afraid of his rage.

Magnificent raises an eyebrow and then laughs, "Sore spot, I'm assuming?" He sees Byte cowering and grabs him by the arm and throws him forward. "No time to waste, Byte. You want your blood, don't you?"

"y…yes. Yeah I- let's go." Byte says a bit dazedly. He glances at Anti warily.

Anti takes a deep breath. He notices Byte's fear, and for a moment, regret flickers in his eyes. But it's only for a second. There are more important things to focus on. "Sore spot indeed," Anti says as he walks to the door. He opens it up and heads out. "Come on. We'd best hurry."

[strawbrygashez]

Postal 2 Dude x Reader

Get Away

This fic is based around the part in apocalypse weekend when he wakes up in the hospital! So tw for mention of a su*cide attempt & abuse. If I need to tag something else let me know. Also no gender specific stuff for reader. Dude calls them sweetcheeks tho 🤷‍♀️

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A peaceful moment in Paradise, it rarely ever happens around Dude anymore but he supposes that just makes it all the better when it does occur, especially with you around. If there had been at least one good outcome of Dude living in this town and just the batshit situations he always finds himself in, it’s that it’s all really helped him appreciate the little moments more. And god was he appreciating it right now. There is no place he’d rather be right now than here with you, basking in the unusual calmness that washed over the town as you and Dude sat on a hill that allowed you two to watch people go about their daily life.

The past half hour had been comfortably silent between you two as you guys observed and snacked but Dude, being himself of course was the first one to actually speak up in a while. “Do ya think they are just like this now because I’m not down there?” He asked before glancing over to you, who was still resting your head on his shoulder. You only answered him with a shrug, not looking away from below yet. Dude seemingly thought to himself for a moment before picking up a near by napkin and whipping his fingers free of grease from the burger he’d just had. “Hm. Well if you’re getting bored I can spice things up a little bit, yknow?” A devious smile spread across his face. “Just one little sound of a gunshot and…” he trailed off as he watched you finally grin and unfocus off the mindless ‘sheep’ that walked below you two. You nudged him before finally sitting up right and stretching. “Oh shut up Dude. We were having a nice moment there.” You half heartedly berated him before moving yourself to lay on your side with your head in dudes lap. He continued to grin as he looked down at you. “Can’t help it. Watching these fuckers run around, beg for their lives, and fight each other has kinda become a stimulating thing for me. Kinda like white noise.”

You rolled your eyes with a scoff but opted out of say anything for the moment. You instead let out a content sigh as you closed your eyes which not to your knowledge, made Dudes heart swell a little. He couldn’t remember the last time someone seemed so comfortable around him or treated him like he wasn’t some dangerous unfeeling lunatic or a useless shell of a man. The only person he felt a genuine connection with was with you. You who trusted him so much to the point where even though a moment ago he suggested stirring up chaos just for the fun of it, yet, you still closed your eyes and rested on him. He knew it didn’t make any sense, he’s questioned why you stayed before but at a moment like this, all he wanted to do was enjoy the moment and watch you. He did so for a bit, only just occasionally letting his mind wonder off of you until he decided to reach out and move your hair back behind your ear since the wind had began to pick up but before he could, you suddenly spoke up, eyes opening.

“You know, this day could only get any better if you woke up.” Dude stared at you for a moment “uh, what?” He asked. “You need to wake up.” You repeated, your eyes suddenly looking up into his. ‘What in the fuck are you talking about?’ Dude thought to himself but only got out, “I..am awake?” He raised a eyebrow before chuckling. “Did you take something before we came up here? I told you tha-” suddenly, to Dudes surprise you sat up and took hold of his face, causing him to actually jump. And almost suddenly all the calmness from before had completely disappeared, he could somehow feel the people from below stop and look up at you two, he could hear what began as whispers and pieces of conversations slowly devolve into incomprehensible groans and occasional screaming, and the suddenly bright and clear sky had turned a disturbing shade of red..and worst of all your begs for him to wake up became more deeper and deeper groans. He wanted to shove you off but he couldn’t, he couldn’t move a single part of his body even when he’d wanted so badly to when your eyes slowly had gotten glossed over with a deep watery blue marble shade. “you need to wake up.”

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“GAH!!!” Dude spat out suddenly as his body involuntarily jumped forward, he quickly regretted it even more as blinding lights hit his eyes and a sharp pain rushed through his head, causing him to groan. He covered his eyes as he blindly felt around for his sunglasses, starting to notice two distinct things. One being that he was definitely in a bed of some sorts, and the other thing being a constant annoying beeping sound from nearby.

Finally feeling his glasses next to him in the sheets, he uncovered his eyes just enough at first to notice the bedsheets were definitely not his, clueing him in that he wasn’t even in his house. Slipping them on, he was able to look without squinting and that’s when he noticed you. You had your arms crossed on the bed, the side of your head resting on them. From what he could tell, you were..awake?? But maybe out of it? You looked a bit rough, with bloodshot eyes with bags under them, at least that’s what he could tell from what he could see of your half opened eyes gazing into no where in particular. Why would you be wherever you two are like this? Why are you two even- oh….shit. It finally clicked for him when he’d put two and two together.

He was definitely in the hospital but why? Did some fucking civilian get their revenge for something he did in passing? Whatever the fuck it was, It did make Dude feel kinda happy that you had been there for him. He was about to say something smart until you suddenly sat back up after he’d just moved a little bit. Dude and you blankly stared at each other for a moment. Him confused with what was going on and you silently thanking god that he finally came to. You knew he wasn’t going to die according to the doctors but seeing Dude actually moving again…if you hadn’t cried yourself out already the other night…there was multiple things you wanted to say to him, ask him, fuss at him about, but you knew that it wouldn’t be any good right now. He’d just woken up so.. “O-oh. Dude you can’t…” you slowly stood up and pushed him back gently down to make him lay against the bed. He let you even though he still seemed completely indifferent to what was happening. “…your head.. they said when you woke up you shouldn’t move too much.” You continued before taking your spot back on the chair you had pulled up next to the bed.

“I..what the fuck is- agh fuck!” Dude suddenly held his hand up to the wound on his head, a awful ringing had came out of nowhere, bad enough to make him scrunch up his face. You looked down at him, a feeling of remorse washing over yet again as he began to realize what had happened to him wasn’t something he’s just gonna be able to walk off like he usually does. You slowly reached your hand up to move his away from the wound and found yourself not wanting to let go of the warmth of his hand, so you held it there by his side as you looked down, not really sure what to say. All you knew was you wanted to feel his warmth right now.

“Seriously..what happened? How long have you been here? How long have I..” Dude trailed off. You looked back up at him, he could see so much hurt in your eyes but for what? You knew he always gets up again and- “you seriously don’t remember?” You asked him. He shook his head no (only to be reminded not to move so much when that also sent pain through his head). You stared at him for a minute before somehow, it seemed you actually did have it left in you to cry again as your lips began to tremble. You tried to keep it in as best as you could as you looked back down so you wouldn’t have to meet his gaze. “Y-you shot….yourself Dude. How do you not remember?” The warmth of your hand left Dude as you went to wipe your tears that began to fall away yet again. You couldn’t even count the number of times you ended up crying the other night and this morning. Every time you thought you were okay and were ‘going to be strong for him’, you fell apart.

Dude had really needed to hear that though because slowly he put together what had happened the other night..the bitch non-stop screaming and arguing, putting out yet another cigarette on him, punching him…him reaching for the gun…..Fuck. As fucked up as it was to think, now he wished more than ever it would have actually killed him because you were here crying over him and by the looks of it, hadn’t slept at all and stayed by him for god knows how long. He hadn’t even been thinking of how it would have effected you in the moment, the only thing he knew was he wanted out so bad. There was tons of things he should be saying, so many thoughts bouncing around now but all that came out was a ‘pathetic’ “I don’t know…..I’m s-”

“Yknow, I w-watched them carry you out of the house..I saw it all..even the bitch acting like she suddenly cared and..I don’t know. I was so fucking scared seeing you like that Dude. I could barely make my way o-over here. I didn’t know what to do with myself and..” whatever else you had wanted to say in that moment left your mind as you couldn’t stop yourself from tearing up again, to the point you couldn’t try to get words out if you wanted. Dude was pretty sure that he has never felt shittier in his life watching and hearing all this..even compared to how he felt the other night. He was silent for a minute before he moved to sit up again. “Look..I’m sorry I just- I didn’t-agh!” he placed his hand up to his head again when another jolt of pain rushed through him but he carried on anyways, “I’m sorry I just..wanted to get away from it all. Not you just…everything else. I couldn’t deal with everything and the bitches nagging and just-”

He stopped himself once you sat back up, sniffling loudly and wiped most of the tears away that you could. “Don’t..don’t worry about explaining it all right now..it’s not gonna help anyone right now. You need to rest..I’m sorry I just..I just really care about you Dude. We can do this all later. I’m sorry.” You tried to give him a little reassuring look but he could tell you still had so much you wanted to get out at the moment. But as it was for right now… he took your hand again and held it tight. “Don’t apologize.. okay? I just wasn’t thinking about..yknow you. I don’t want you to think you weren’t doing enough. I just..I dunno. It’s all just fucked yknow?” Was the best he could say right now but you didn’t expect more..so you only nodded a bit. Him holding your hand did help you calm down just a tad so you felt okay enough to add something else in… “yeah..uhm if you feel that way I don’t think those cards that people left will help very much. Well expect maybe one had kinda good news..”

He glanced where you were looking to and indeed seen three cards. One that particularly caught his attention was the one that was signed from the bitch. Half of him wanted to just ignore it and say fuck it but the other half just wanted to get whatever new bullshit information out of the way since yknow, someone somewhere said it wasn’t his time yet so it was time for the same old, same old again anyways. He sighed and let go of your hand and picked that one up first, reading it out loud to himself..and what? He almost didn’t believe his eyes as he reread the part about her leaving him again and again and again..and shit he couldn’t help that feeling of excitement getting even more intense when he peaked over and saw you smiling a tad, knowing what he was double checking. “HAH! DID YOU SEE THIS?” He asked as he held it out to you. Seeing his excitement definitely did ease your own pain up a bit. Being able to see Dude give that goofy grin of his still… “mhm..I guess the dogs off the old ball and chain now so-” Dude suddenly tossed the card to the side. “Yeah, so come here!”

He grinned as you gave him a slightly confused look but complied anyways, once you leaned down just a bit, he used what energy he had left to drag you down into a kiss. It wasn’t a over the top, so emotionally passionate you could cry type of kiss but it was more than enough for you and you knew you were in for some more later but you did take it upon yourself to kiss him back slightly more deeply. Once you two pulled away, he was still grinning, “God I’ve wanted to do that..uh probably since I met you!” You couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Mhm. Same here.. and now I really can’t be called a home wrecker.” You joked. “What can I say? I’m a faithful man.” Too faithful but again, you can tell him all about how he deserves to be treated later. “Yeah, yeah.” You replied as you gently moved some of his hair out of his face which he seemed very content with, almost like he could melt. You felt like you could stay like this forever now, sitting with him but a sudden memory came up “Oh shit.. I forgot I needed to tell the doctor when you woke back up.” You said as you started to get up. “Don’t worry about it I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine. It will only just be a minute. And while I’m out I’ll get you something from the vending machines..unless you want hospital food I guess.” Dude shook his head again (still not learning from the last time) “you know me well sweetcheeks. Get me my usuals.” He said finally laying back down again. You kissed him one more time on the cheek before leaving.

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A little while after, the door opened again. Expecting to see you he smiled and almost began going on about whatever again but it quickly faded once he realized it was just a nurse. He groaned and tuned most of what they were saying out. The only thing he managed to hear was “you are very lucky mr Dude” which…he thought on for a minute and decided that they were right. The only reason he was lucky was because he had you around and could be with you now.

[dawnstarranger]

@kimmurielscryingmirror Thanks for the tag! Drow Smash or Pass game sounds right up my alley ahaha

Jarlaxle: Easy, smash. This man knows what he's doing, or at least wants the world to believe he knows what he's doing. I'd say he's not afraid to try new things, but lets be real, there's probably very little he hasn't tried. He's crazy rich so I do expect him to treat me to a nice dinner and a bottle of wine. Knowing that there's a sweet, caring heart underneath the flamboyant and chaotic exterior just makes him more attractive. This man would be perfect but I sense commitment issues and know he's got that tendency to self-sabotage relationships. Oh, well. A night of passion I'll never forget is more than enough from this handsome mercenary. I also want us to play dress-up in his closet after. Maybe during. I bet this man owns some gorgeous leather body harnesses. Probably a whole trunk of magical toys. Anyways.

Kimmuriel: ayyyyy you all know me well enough by now to know this is a SMASH for me. Love the fact that the fandom on here likes to put his height right around 5'; I've always wanted to try to pull off slinging a cute drow over my shoulder and walking off with him like the dragon sisters did with Jarlaxle, and I'm confident I can pull that off with Kimm here assuming he's into it and cooperates. Does he have Jarlaxle's experience in this arena? Probs not, but you just KNOW there's some freaky shit one could do with psionics, so lets uh, pioneer some new techniques if you know what I mean. I've got so many questions about psionics in general actually, so I'd hope this turns into at least a few dates and not just a one-night thing. Want to learn more about stars, sweetie? Here, lemme whisper infodump in ya ear, that's hot, right?

Rai'gy: He's confident and I like that, but I don't date or sleep with priests, esp. not priests from a super controlling religion. Sorry! It's kind of a "you gotta be at least thiiiiis much agnostic to ride" situation.

Valas: Listen, I met a guy once that was kind, loves to just leave situations, GREAT navigator, knows his constellations, and figures a great first date is a quiet late night nature walk. I wifed that man up so fucking fast.. and I'm not even talking about Valas here. But back to the drow at hand, this isn't just a smash, this is a respectfully smash and then marry. Or it would be if I wasn't already, yknow, married. But for the sake of the game, I'm telling you. I see marriage material right here.

Zaknafein: Sooo sadly I'm gonna take a pass on this one. I haven't got to the later books yet but fandom osmosis tells me daddy Zak has anger issues? Sorry, If I wanted a guy with kids, a crazy ex, and a tendency to lash out when pissed I could just drive my ass back to my hometown and have my pick of the litter.

Beniago: Have not really met him yet (maybe I should redo this when I'm actually done with all the books lol), but from what I hear, smash? Probably?

Drizzt: v respectful pass bc this man is married and also has a kid now. Hit me up twenty+ books from now and I'll let you know if I change my mind. I will say, if it were I and not Innovindil up on those mountains... anyways.

Gromph: Sorry, pass. Too old 4 me. Also kind of an asshole. He invites me back to his room to "meet his familar" and he's not talking about Kyorli. I tell him I'll do better on my next Transmutations Theory exam, thanks for your time professor, but I gotta go uh, do something. Maybe next time, thanks for the offer.

@solvicrafts and @maritimelass and @villainslut NO PRESSURE since not everyone is into this kind of game! I don't know who else to tag. If you want to jump in, go for it.

[claggorstuff]

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claggor x male!reader (CLAGGORS POV)

claggor meets reader at benzo's shop one day, he falls hard and fast over this one interaction

Sir yes sir!!!

Claggor meets big booty babe man at benzos or whatvs 🔥

It was gloomy as always, hell maybe even more than usual, vander asked me to pick up this months collection from benzo so I guess I kinda had to.. the walk over was miserable, the air was thick and foggy, I had to use my goggles to see through the cloud of smoke and sut, I wandered until I saw the sign, "benzos", swinging back and forth in the winds on this particular day, in the shop through the tinted windows I could see benzo and his usual collector, and what seemed to be another person, a real tall guy, I couldnt see his face yet, but shit I could tell he was intimidating. I opened the door and all of them looked at me

"Ahhh claggah'! I knew youd be round ere' soon enough!" Benzo yelled my way excitedly

"Yeah yeah.. I-.." soon the boy I saw through the windows face was clearer, ebony hair and caramel skin, with dark eyes, a masterpiece of a man, I couldnt help but have my jaw drop

"I-I was just.. here to collect for vander n stuff.." the boy noticed my gaze and chuckled walking over to me

"Hey.. so youre the hound of the undergrounds oldest pup huh?" He smirked, staring into my eyes

"Oh err.. yeah.. yeah I guess I am." It was hard to speak, red tint littered across my face, lump in my throat and averting his gaze, I tried making eye contact but it was too hard.

"Nice, I'm y/n. My dads here to drop off his collections but uh.. yknow. I just stand around waiting."

"Yeah yeah your dads uh... a nice guy!"

"So is yours from what I hear!" He chuckled and tilted his head, "you seem cool enough, why dont we err.. hang out. After this. Or some other time yknow."

"Yeah yeah uh- damn right now aint good for me, I gotta get the stuff for vander.." In my head I was cursing the gods for that stupid task, wishing I couldve taken up the offer.

"Alright then, nice seeing you anyways.. claggor." He shook my hand and I yelped not expecting it, going to benzo collecting this months offer, I stumbled out, cursing and scowling at myself, but after I couldnt help but smile, which when i got home, vander noticed.

"Meet a girl on yer way there eh'?"

"Uhh nah.. a.. guy."

"Oh." He smiled "Whatd he look like?"

"Dark hair.. kinda dark skin.. dark eyes.. all that.. heh uh.. i guess his clothes were white and grey.. blue bracelet.. runic symbols on a pendant.. Real. Real. Cute.."

"Ahh.. so. What youre sayin is you like em?"

"O-Oh well I..!"

"Im just messin around with ya.. go on now. Get downstairs." He took the bag chuckling, I stepped down the stairs unable to stop thinking of the boy I saw, as I sat I thought and thought, it was impossible to get him out of my head, all I could do was chuckle to myself.. I cant wait to see him again.

[streaminn]

Saw your post on international student fees

Have you decided on where yet cause I heard Germany's international student program is quite cheap (I think it's most of Europe but you'll have to Google that yourself) or if you are from a country with high currency, maybe somewhere in Asia where the fees would be cheaper post conversion?

I mean considering I'm Asian, going somewhere in Asia sounds kinda redundant

But rn, I'm settling for either Canada or USA

USA to study then go Canada or just straight up canada

Germany is nice and all but considering my features and my horrible ability to learn another language, it isn't my best bet (not to mention that I already learnt like three languages, idt I'll do better with four)

Idk man, I'm going through the process rn and it sounds so damn tiring but I'm studying at these places for permanent recidency so I can build a better life

Honestly the most sad thing about this whole situation is that I won't have time to draw and that stuff is my passion :^(

Yknow considering that lugging a pc is expensive and it'd be troublesome to bring a drawing tablet around

Maybe I could afford an iPad or smth and be like those other digital artists in the future

Thanks for giving your thoughts tho anon, very kind of ya :^)

[justyoursicanon]

No need to call, when your already home

Summary: After the events of 'Just A Call away', holidays are right around the corner and Scout already packed up to go home. Luckily for him, Sniper decides to do his best friend a favor.

Along the way, the marksman recalls his blooming feelings for his best friend for the past 2 years, how will he deal with this as he joins him for the holidays as well as meeting his family?

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Part 1 > Part 2 > Part 3

"An offer for the holidays"

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You may start reading! ^^

"3..2..1.. VICTORY!" The speakers roared loudly as the war had finally come to a stop for the day. The RED team had won once again 3 rows in a week, but of course as usual are only just a win higher then the BLUS like every other week.

Scout raised his bat in the air as he laughed happily, slightly hopping in joy on the control point as the other mercs celebrate where they stood. The BLU's shortly came by to congratulate them and said their goodbyes for the week, as well as telling them to enjoy their holidays. "Yea yea you too Chris see you in the next 2 weeks." The RED Scout said with a smile as he waved off his BLU counterpart. He sighs out of tiredness and quickly takes off his cap, brushing his fingers through his hair as he continues to walk back to respawn and into the locker room.

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"So ya laddies going back home for this years holidays?" Demo asked in the middle of dinner. "Well yknow, the usual. Staying around base and work on my new inventions." Engineer replied as he continues wiping his plate, "mmfgomm mtoom smmtay ammd molor!" "Heavy is visiting mother for the first week, then sisters on the second." "I'd say the same as Engineer, I have many organs that are too precious to go to waste." "I AGREE WITH BOTH OF THEM! I SHALL STAY AS WELL TO KEEP THE BASE SAFE!" "I'm going back to Boston for the whole 2 weeks." Everyone replied. Well, except for Spy who had finished dinner rather quickly and went back to his smoking room.

"What about you Slim? Going anywhere this year?" Sniper was taken a back by the question, shifting uncomfortably as he pushes his glasses back up. He shrugs. "Probably staying in the camper like last year, maybe call my parents if they aren't too busy with the farm." He replied, taking a sip from his iced tea, which was in fact too sweet thanks to Scout but still takes another sip.

"Aw come on man! Alone on again? Why don't you come with me back in Boston? I mean I did tell my Ma bout ya sometimes so am sure she wouldn't mind me bringing a friend over!" Scout suggests excitingly as he washes his plate. Sniper was again, taken a back by the question. Sure he and Scout had been working together for 5 years in total, going to 6 this year, and had been best friends for 3 years.

Now the offer sounded nice overall, and Sniper had no problem with it at all really! But the problem was...

Well straight to the point? Sniper is falling in love with Scout.

And what's worse is that the poor marksman turned into a nervous wreck after that.

And suddenly getting an offer to join your best friend that your in love with for the holidays and back to his hometown with his family?

You can already tell where this is going, Sniper says no and stays in his camper for the holidays like last year..

Well.. That's what you would expect.. Even Sniper himself thought so too but-

"I don't see why not" And those were the words that fell right out of his mouth. And as he was about to correct himself, that damn smile from Scout himself had gotten to him first. "Awh thanks man! Oh your gonna love it in Boston! I know it ain't like the farm but hey I'll tell ya the basics along the way alright? And hey ya can meet Jack too!" Scout's excitement seemed to bloom with the way his voice grew brighter and higher, how his eyes lit up as well as a smile.

How could Sniper ever say no to that?

[blowflyfag]

Florida Night

Midnight Rockers X Male Reader

THIS FIC IS 18+  HUGEEEE TW FOR DRUG USE. That’s like. the main thing in this fic. There is a mention of cocaine and use of poppers. 

Masterlist    AO3 

Summer 1989

 This really wasn’t your scene… 

 You never really were one for wild parties like this. Sure, you’d passed a bong around and maybe tried shrooms once but this… this was a whole new level. You stood in the corner as you watched a white substance get snorted away on the table. Your red cup crinkled a bit under your grip. There was a feeling in your gut… a feeling that maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe it would be better to just go home. However, a hand on your shoulder caused you to jolt back to the presence. 

“Hey? You good man?” A blond asked you with concern etched on his face. Shawn was his name right...? Shawn or maybe... No no it was Shawn. 

“Yeah! I just… Uh yknow never been.” You cleared your throat. “Around this kinda stuff before.” You looked over to Shawn with a Sheepish smile on your face and he gasped. 

“Oh shit! Here! Cmon!” he said as he took your arm to lead you away. “So sorry about that man. I didn’t think they’d…” he shrugged his shoulders. “Usually they’d do it somewhere else.” “Oh I’m not upset! I’ve just." You paused. "Never seen that before.” You admitted and Shawn let out a small chuckle. 

“You keep hanging around us and you’re gonna see that waaaay more.” he snickered before looking around. “There he is. Marty!” Shawn shouted over the music; you saw the leather jacket before you could make out Jannetty. 

 He turned to look at the two of you and his eyes lit up. Almost like he knew already. He quickly looked to the steps and Shawn looked back down to you. “Do you wanna go upstairs?” He offered and you nodded. 

“Yeah, that would be nice.” Shawn nodded and looked back to Marty, giving him a quick thumbs up. It didn’t take long for the three of you to meet at the top and look for a room to disappear into. Whoever’s bedroom this was was just gonna have to suck it up for the time being. Besides it didn't seem like anyone would be needing it for sleep soon. You let out a small sigh once the door closed and locked. Moving towards the bed to sit down. “Sorry...” you said quickly, and Marty quirked a brow.

“The hell you sorry for?” He asked as he went to sit down next to you. 

“Freaking out...? I don’t know I just. I’m sorry I suck to hang out with.” You furrowed your brows however you were brought out of the self-deprecating haze by a hand on your shoulder jostling you around.

“Hey! Don’t you start talkin like that ya hear me? Here… I might have a little something that’ll help you relax” Marty shot you a smile and you furrowed your brows. 

“I don’t wanna smoke right now…”

“You don’t smoke it!” Marty said with a wide smile. “You just take a niceeee deep breath through your nose and then you’re a little buzzed.”

You thought it over. Furrowing your brows before nodding. “Ok. I’ll bite.” You said with a nod and Shawn seemed to beam a bit. 

“Oh you’re gonna love these!” His eyes bright as he shook his fists with excitement. You couldn’t help but giggle. Shawn could be such a dork sometimes, but it endeared you.

 Marty pulled out a small container from his pocket and smiled. You could hear liquid sloshing inside. “It’s easy. I’ll show you how.” Marty said as he went to unscrew the cap. 

 Your mind was spinning, holy fucking shit poppers were sick. You felt the rush to your head as you handed the small container back to Marty as you laughed and fell back onto the bed. “Holy… moly Marty…” you slurred.

Shawn let out a small snicker. “They’re awesome right?” He asked as he looked down to you. You nodded quickly reaching up to pull Shawn down on top of you with a laugh. Shawn himself gasped at suddenly being pulled down but he let out a small giggle of his own as he looked down. “Affectionate are we?” He teased and you cooed, reaching up to cup his cheeks. 

“Shawn you’re so fucking pretty.” you smiled before sitting back up and looking at Marty, he had a grin on his face as he held the container towards you again. You looked to it, then to Shawn, who took the container first to take a hit from it before handing it to you. 

 You were your third round in before you felt a heat in your gut. Maybe it was your lack of inhibitions in the moment that had you speaking up. “Fucking Christ do they make you guys horny too?” You asked before looking over to Marty who was inhaling from the container. He did a double take almost before laughing.

“Sometimes.” Marty admitted with a shrug before Shawn was laying against your shoulder. 

“They make me horny most of the time Marty’s just trying to act cool.” You snickered pressing your forehead against Shawn’s. The two of you shared in giggles for a moment before you found yourself leaning closer. God Shawn was pretty. You didn’t even realize you had been kissing him before you pulled away and let out a nervous laugh. 

“Sorry.” You said quickly and Shawn shook his head. 

“What’re you apologizing for?” You stared at Shawn for a moment before giggling again. Leaning close to press your forehead against his. 

“Shawn…” you began as your hand went to travel up his arm to his shoulder. Giving it a small squeeze before leaning close to him. “You wanna fuck me?” You whispered, looking to the side to catch the red hue that rose to his cheeks. 

 “Am I chopped liver or something?” A voice spoke from behind you that brought you out of your haze. Turning around and letting out a small giggle as you reached for Marty. Giggling as you felt him grab your hand. You gave it a small squeeze and you hummed softly. Rubbing your thumb over his knuckles before feeling the bed dip a bit as Marty leaned closer to press a soft kiss against your jaw. You let out a giggle before you felt another kiss from Shawn pressed on your cheek. It was nice to be pressed against the two, hands going to pull your top off, gentle touches that felt more enhanced. Soon enough you found yourself laying on the bed. Shawn’s back was pressed against the wooden bed frame and Marty was behind you. You looked back, watching as Marty fumbled with the wrapper of a condom before you felt a gentle touch on your cheek, your eyes moved back to Shawn, and he met you with a smile. 

You let out a small giggle before leaning forward to take the tip in your mouth. Starting slow, you didn’t want to rush into this… you wanted to savor this moment. Your eyes widened as you felt fingers enter you. It felt… different. Your eyes fluttered hearing Marty let out a small. “Christ.” From behind you.

 The Florida heat did nothing to help with the heat coiling inside of you. Blinking up at Shawn you blinked slowly as you gently grazed your teeth over his shaft. As he shuddered and gripped your hair you couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride before moaning against his cock at the feeling of Marty prodding at your entrance a few times before finally sliding in. It felt... different. Sure, you had done anal before but it just… felt better. Your hands quickly went to grip at Shawn’s thighs as you continued to Bob your head, you could care less about the spit, the mess. All that mattered was feeling good. Shawn was groaning as you kept sucking him off. Gently toying with your hair as he looked down to you. “You doing good man?” He asked with a fond smile as he pushed hair out of your face. You met his gaze, your eyes half lidded. Your face red and eyes wet. You pulled your hand away from his thigh slowly making sure to take your time before you raised your hand with a thumbs up.

 Shawn nodded with a warm smile. “Alright! Good to know!” He said with a small laugh before patting your head gently. 

 You were brought out of your Shawn haze as you felt Marty’s hand wrapped around your hips. Pulling you closer as he kept thrusting into you. “You good here too?” He asked with a huff and you pulled yourself off of Shawn, your hand quickly going to wrap around his length instead and frantically jerk him off. 

“Yes I’m fine! Don’t fucking stop!” You huffed and Marty’s eyes widened. However, his grin grew and he nodded. 

“Alrighty cowboy!” He said with a chuckle as he gave your ass a pat, pulling back and continuing his steady thrusts. You let out a low groan before returning to take Shawn in your mouth. Running your tongue over the head for a moment as your hand kept pumping before removing it to take the length down your throat. Shawn’s hips bucked foreword slightly as he let out a shaky groan.

Marty gave your hip a squeeze. “See he’s doing great. I’m surprised you’re holding up so well.” 

“Stop teasing him Cmon.” Shawn spoke up and Marty rolled his eyes. 

“Lighten up Shawnie… c'mon.” Marty leaned a bit over your back to pull Shawn’s head close to press a gentle kiss to his lips. 

 Your back arched with the change of position, letting out a strangled moan that had Marty pulling back quickly. “Sorry sorry! My bad.” He said with a small chuckle. Hand rubbing a small circle on your hip. “You’re still ok?” Marty asked and you raised your one hand to give a shaky thumbs up. Shawn’s breath was becoming shallow above you. His hands twitching before they buried themselves in your hair, pulling you closer till your nose pressed against his pelvis and you gaged against his length. He pulled you off, his hips jutting forward as he came on your face. Once he let go of your hair your head fell to the sheets as you let out a shaky whine. Marty leaned close, pressing his chest against your back as he reached over to Jack you off. Your eyes rolled back, crying out as you finally reached your limit and came against the sheets. Your body shaking as you collapsed onto the bed. It didn’t take long before Marty’s arms wrapped around your chest, he let out his own groan as he came. It took a moment before he finally pulled out and you moved to lay on your back as you panted.

 You were practically sprawled out on the bed like a starfish, Shawn was sat near your shoulder gently petting your hair. “You killed it man.” He said with a small chuckle. Marty was laid with his head on your stomach. 

“Damn right you did. I didn’t think you’d be a party animal like that.” He joked with a laugh, his hand patting your chest. You couldn’t help but let out a small snicker as well, finally easing yourself up to sit with a bit of help from Shawn pushing your back and Marty moving to sit up, taking your hands to help hoist you up.

“Got a splitting headache though.” You admitted, leaning against Shawn’s shoulder as your hands stayed locked with Marty’s. You enjoyed the peace for a moment before huffing. “We should probably get out of here though…” 

Marty nodded in agreement. “Yeah… party's pretty dead here now.” He said as he listened for any music but found none. You let go of his hands so he could slip his pants on. You looked to Shawn who shot a warm smile your way before he scooted to the side as well to gather your own clothes. Like a well-oiled machine you were helped getting dressed, hair fixed and finally you were hoisted on Marty’s back. Who seemed more than happy to carry you around. 

“Think an after party is going on somewhere?” He joked as he descended the carpeted steps with Shawn close behind. 

“You’re seriously thinking about an after party? You’re nuts Jannetty…” you said as you bumped your head against his. “I just wanna go back to the motel…” 

“I hear ya I hear ya.. we’ll get back there don’t you worry.” Marty cooed as the three of you made it outside to the chirping of cicadas and croaks of late-night frogs. Humid night air and that familiar after party buzz. You found yourself resting your head on Jannetty’s shoulder. Being lulled to sleep by the faint remaining scent of cologne and sex.

[mickgaydolenz]

alright so I went to a superbowl party today. jesus cHRIST. it was cray-zee. I had a lot of goddamn cheetos though. I think I have a lifetime supply now because I stuffed my backpack full of them before I left. but there was a free pinball machine right??? and I'm a pinball wizard I'm actually the person that made The Who write the song Pinball Wizard because of how amazing I am. but I'd leave it and come back to get cheetos and while waiting for a guy to move so I could go this old man who was in front of my just turned around and went "do you work here?" so like. i did not know what to say to that. because yes, technically, I did. but. I wasn't working at that moment. so I just went "yeah kinda" and he theN TOLD ME HE AND HIS BROTHER WERE THE INVENTORS ON DONKEY KONG????? AND LIKE. THEN TOLD ME ABOUT STOCKS AND INVESTING FOR COLLEGE??? AND THAT IF I HAD ANY STOCKS RIGHT NOW INVEST MORE BECAUSE EVERYTHING WAS GONNA GO UP???? then he just went "my brother and I went to harvard. you know what his job is? easiest thing in the world." and immediately I was like "well these guys own donkey kong he must count the quarters they make" because I'm a DUMBASS and so that's what I said and he went. "no. he plays golf." and so I was like "oh hahah yeah that sounds pretty nice and easy" because I was enjoying the conversation but I am an awkward bitch yknow? so he just stood there with me for five minutes talking about that. stalks. golf. harvard. how he made a thousand dollars in quarters the first time he released donkey kong. and I've mentioned before but I have a tendency to look at peoples mouths while they talk like some flirtacious freak but its just because most of the time I'm listening and I like to watch people's mouths while they talk its interesting (its okay I know I'm a sociopath) but I didn't do that???? I had INTENSE. UNBROKEN. EYE CONTACT WITH THIS BLUE EYED OLD MAN WHILE HE TOLD ME ABOUT DONKEY KONG. I never even got his name. he never got mine. he took a sip of his Starry (the new sierra mist) and went "well. see ya around" and left. I literally walked out two seconds after him and he was GONE. also there was an artistic venue house I checked out that had monkees albums in it it was pisces aquarious Capricorn and jones ltd. the monkees present. the monkees changes. the monkees and more of the monkees. yes I wasn't allowed to take pictures in the art venue. yes I took picture of the albums. anyways that was how I spent the superbowl

(ALSO PAUL MCCARTNEY WAS AT THE SUPERBOWL WATCHING IT I SCREAMED)

pinball wizard defeated by human interaction, sad 🪦😔. but for real that sounds like a bit of a nightmare dude 😂. i hate when i end up stuck in conversations where old dude are just talking about how smart and great they are (even if they did actual cool shit, it’s the level of self congratulating that gets me). thank god for cheetos, monkees albums, and paul mccartney though!!!!

[bambifawn222]

TC challenge 22-31 .. this is my first time seeing this so i wanna do it !

22. what kind of hairstyles would you love to see them in?

oh . literally anything other than what he’s got going on right now tbh !

23. do you think they trust you?

no, we’re not close at all :-(

24. whats the most comedic moment that’s occurred between you two?

he told the class i’d lost my voice/was super unwell and can’t present nd at that moment i coughed a lil nd rubbed my chest . he was so tickled by it he was like ‘perfect timing. you’re great!’ nd called us a comedy duo (so cyoot)

25. have you ever drawn them or written about them to vent your feelings?

noo . but lets talk abt this for a sec . this seems like such a thoughful question nd i feel like a fraud yknow bcs i rlly dont like my tc THAT deeply i just wanna fuck him ☺️:p

26. how do you feel when you’re around them? are you so nervous that you can’t concentrate, or do you just feel happy that you get to spend time with them?

im mostly nervous tbh ! he’s very intimidating nd arrogant quite frankly (SOOO SEXY BTW !) i try to stay hidden so he doesn’t call on me for answers

27. do you guys have any inside jokes?

noo !

28. do their morals, principles, or political views align with yours?

oh ABSOLUTELY . he is so open abt his political views which i love bcs it helps me understand/gather my own thoughts abt topics better

29. have you ever tried to get over them?

i guess so . smetimes im just like . meh i don’t care abt him whatsoever

30. if someone nice your age showed up in your life and you caught feelings for them, would you move on from your tc?

ya probably ! i wanna live out my slutty older man younger woman fantasies before i get into a relationship though 💋

31. have you ever said or done something that, in hindsight, might have been hurtful to them? have they ever done the same to you?

i dont think so ! im such a people pleaser so i like to think that i choose my words very carefully b4 speaking to anyone !