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does anyone have gordon and dr coomer fic recs? i value their friendship so much but nobody has written about it :(

[the-scythes-pen]

Duality (Wriothesley x Reader)

A commission for a dear friend of mine with the prompt "gentleman in the streets, feral in the sheets" ♥

Warnings: fem!reader, pet names: baby girl, good girl, etc., filthy filthy smut ending with tooth-rotting fluff, I kinda went feral myself while writing this

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Wriothesley kisses the back of your hand like he worships you. Cups your cheek so gently and reverently, as if you were his queen and he, your king.

The way his eyes beheld yours made your heart flutter; the gentleness in his gaze and the smile on his lips spoke of his love for you- even as he whispered the words “I love you”, it was his expression and the way he held you while he said it that really made sure you understood he meant every word.

Truly, he was the perfect gentleman. It wasn’t uncommon for someone’s grandma or grandpa to see the two of you and remember their youth, when they were with the love of their life, and could recall that the way Wriothesley looked at you was exactly how they looked upon their own partner once upon a time. 

The question of when the two of you would get married was asked often; the old folk who would stop to comment on your fondness for eachother always wondering why it hasn’t happened yet. Of course, Wriothesley would laugh it off, immediately speaking to smoothly change the subject to draw attention away from how bright your face had gotten. 

Yes- everywhere you went, it looked like Wriothesley was the gentlest giant; so loving and sweet with you; your knight in shining armor.

Oh, if they could only see how you looked beneath Wriothesley’s large form.

The way your face scrunched up with tension and pleasure; the mewls you’d let out as his strong hips thrust into your own. 

The way Wriothesley looked at you now was nothing short of animalistic. Of ownership. 

“Gonna cum for me, pretty girl?”

You nod furiously as he continues to berate your poor pussy, feeling his breath fan over his cheek as his arms wrap around you gently.

“Then cum, sweetheart. Cum hard on my cock.”

Those dirty words send lightning to your pussy, and soon you were convulsing on his dick as he continued to rut into you; cooing about how much of a dirty slut you are for him. 

Sharp teeth would nearly pierce your flesh as the wolf growled into your neck; groaning so deeply as your tight walls clamped down hard around his member. Every movement made the bed creak; every moment you could hear the wet slaps of his body slamming so deep into you, tip spearing your cervix with every thrust.

“Gods, I…” Wriothesley’s voice was husky, breathy. “I love you so much…”

His cock twitched as he could feel his balls tighten. Every moan you had spilled for him hit him in that moment; every delicious whimper and plea you made had built him up to this- this desperate, feral beast above you. 

“‘M gonna breed you, love… Would you like that? Would you like me to breed you?”

“Wrio- please-” 

The grip he had on your hips left angry red marks on your skin; a reminder of just how much love and passion poured into his every movement.

Yes, Wriothesley fucked you like an animal. But he also fucked you like he loved you.

Every inch of his thick cock dragged against your slick walls; precum spilling from his tip as he pushed it deeper into your pussy with harsh and brutal thrusts. He smashed his lips against yours, feeling how his cock throbbed heavily within you, and he thought about how heavenly this was- like he wanted to do this every night for the rest of his life.

“Fuck, you’re so tight… just like that…”

He breathes against your lips, voice deep and rumbling as his sweat-coated forehead presses against your own. 

“Need to cum, baby- ‘M gonna cum for you, ‘kay? Gonna fill my babygirl up…”

The beast threw back his head with a guttural groan; his cock and balls twitching with release.

“P-please-!” Your desperate cry for his seed pushed his orgasm into overdrive; and suddenly every pump was spilling semen deep into your guts; pushing it farther and farther inside you with the voracity of a feral animal. He growled deeply as he filled you, hands gripping your hips so tightly that if you were lucid enough, you would be sure his hands would leave marks.

Your pussy clamped down repeatedly on his girth, milking it for every drop of essence he could spill. He lets out another low groan as he feels you tighten, your cunt made for his cock as his hips sputtered with their movements.

Oh, but he wasn’t done- not until you came too. Wriothesley was never one to leave the love of his life unsatisfied.

He grips your hips and lifts up your lower half, ensuring he can hit that spot deep inside you that made you arch your back and moan so deliciously for him- and once you were in that position, he moved one of his large hands to dexterously rub harsh, furious circles into your clit.

“Wrio-!”

You gasped sharply as your pleasure felt like it was about to burst, like you were about to burst. Wriothesley groaned again as he felt your walls flutter, and saw your face scrunch up in ecstasy.

“That's it, baby… that's it. Cum for me, cum for me, pretty girl…”

Despite his heaving chest and the way his cock ached with overstimulation, he was determined to feel you orgasm, and he picked up the pace of his thrusts once more; slamming his dick deep into you with desperation.

“I-I’m gonna- ngh-!”

You arched your back, pretty tits on display for him as he fucked you; clit swollen and pulsating with the furious beat of your heart. All while Wriothelsey coo’d at you, his voice husky and breathy as he told you how beautiful you were, how good you felt, how hot it was to watch you cum on his cock.

And soon enough, the tension inside you snapped, and a gush of fluids drowned the wolf’s dick in your release as you came. The sound of wet slapping echoed through the room as he continued to pound into you, fucking you thoroughly through your orgasm. 

“Fuck- fuck fuck fuck-!”

And suddenly, it was all too much for your lover as well- his cock twitching violently within your tightness as he came again, his face burying into the crook of your neck as he continued to pump himself into you; his dick just barely spurting leftover cum into your guts.

All too soon, it was over- the both of you panting so, so heavily as you came down from your highs. The once noisy room was reduced to just the sounds of heavy breathing; the feeling of his sweat-slicked body pressed against your own as his arms slid around you, holding you tight against him.

“Gods- you feel so fucking good… You’re amazing…”

His lips press a sloppy kiss to your skin, and you whimper in satisfaction at the sensation. He continues to place kisses upon you, his heart swelling behind his firm, broad chest as he litters marks of love across your flesh.

“I swear… It was like you were made for me.” He groans. “I love you so much…”

His lips brush the corner of your own, and you’re quick to turn your head slightly to capture him in a loving, yet lazy kiss. It’s sweet, intimate, and you can taste the saltiness of sweat, but it doesn’t matter- nothing else matters other then the way Wriothesley holds you, the way he cherishes you and loves you unconditionally.

When the kiss breaks, he buries his face in your neck again, breathing in your scent as he holds you.

“Wanna do this every day for the rest of my life…” He murmurs. “...wanna fuck you and love you every single day…”

You can’t help the way your heart flutters beneath your breast; the way his husky voice sounds so loving and sincere- you know that in this fucked out state that he means every word he says.That the way he holds you is like the way a lover would hold their soulmate.

“...Marry me.”

He murmurs into your skin, pressing another kiss to the side of your neck.

“Let me make you the happiest woman on earth.”

“Wrio…”

Your eyelids are wide open at his words, despite how exhausted you feel; and your lover pulls away from you just enough to look down at you, and you see the sincerity in his expression.

“I’m serious.”

He takes your hands off of his neck, pinning your wrists on either side of your head to the mattress.

“Let me love you for the rest of our lives. I want to see you walk down that aisle- I want to treasure you and treat you the way you deserve.”

It’s unusually silent in the room after this, as your brain scrambles to process his words… scrambles to respond to him.

“Yes.”

Without a second thought, the word tumbles from your lips. And just like that, his lips come crashing down onto yours for a passionate, heated kiss.

Because, despite how this man fucked you like a feral beast- whether it was in the sheets or in a tucked-away alleyway, he was always a gentleman to you. Always loved you with his entire being. He always valued your words, your feelings, your love… and he was sure he would cherish you for the rest of your lives.

With your hand in his, you tamed the wolf. The savage beast of the Fortress of Meropide. The man who was undisputed in all of the underworld bent a knee only to the one he loved with all his heart. 

The kiss was broken with a soft gasp, the two of you breathing heavily once more from the intensity of your love. His touch was gentle as he brushed hair from your sweat-coated forehead, and his smile was even sweeter.

“My world, my love… my everything.”

He speaks softly, nuzzling his nose against yours as his steely eyes close in bliss, savouring your warmth and touch.

Wriothesley, the Wolf of Meropide, was a lovesick fool for you. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Kofi

[devildomditzy]

My General List of OM! Headcannons

If it’s listed here, you can assume my fics/drabbles/headcannons are compliant to it unless stated otherwise. I’ll keep adding to this as I think of/remember more of them that’ve popped into my head at some point.

Remember these are my opinions, it’s cool if you don’t agree with them, but please don’t write a multi-paragraph essay about why I’m wrong on this post.

It’s chill. It’s cool. It’s a mobile app. I’ve managed a gamestop. I’m a certified gamer. You can trust me.

so, without further ado…

Belphie is also a red head (bc twins), but he dyes it because he likes to be dark and brooding

The white stripe grows naturally and is from an accident back when they were still angels, but he thinks it looks cool so he makes a conscious effort to not cover it up

After the events of chapter 16, Mammon rarely wants anything to do with Belphie, causing major tension when either of them have to be in the same room

Riding off that, Mammon does not let Belphie get anywhere near MC, and will make sure he never has a chance to be alone with them

Mammon gets those gold streaks in his hair whenever in his demon form because it’s sexy and i say so

Lucifer is not an extreme sadist, he’s a tired old grandpa trying his best to keep his energetic siblings in line, because if he didn’t, who would?

Asmo is a LOT more fucked up and evil than in the cannon game but not is a psycho way, in a Jennifer’s Body way you feel me?

Diavolo is up to…. something… his charisma and charm hide some very ulterior motives for dragging you down here

Barbatos knows about them too

Lucifer does too but does not agree with them to a full extent so he goes out of his way to secretly keep you from harm

Solomon can probably do some form of mind control which makes him 1000 times scarier to think about

Their lives as angels were just as hard and painful, if not MORE than what they are experiencing as demons

The hardest part of the fall was adjusting to becoming the avatars of sins, they were like almost feral there for a moment

They are always under tremendous amounts of pressure and self control to not revert back to that state

but it is possible :) and if they do :) run :)

On God they have hideous eldritch monster forms be not afraid fucking demonic ass beasts

That’s their real form ^^^

And MC sees them and goes “…eh.”

And they are floored

MC is monster fucker supreme

They can shape shift into whatever form they’d like

What you see (their cannon designs) is the product of years and years of figuring out what they wanted to look like, they can change overtime

That’s all I got at the moment! I’ll update this over time.

[narutocharacterpolls]

ROUND ONE

UCHIHA MADARA vs YAMANAKA INO

Reasons for submission under the cut

Madara

holy FUCKKKK dude his original introduction with him fighting the entire shinobi alliance is one of the most terrifying and awe inspiring introductions to a character I've EVER seen in media. The fact he was one guy, (albeit resurrected) taking on an ARMY and doing it in such a way with so little effort he just called it 'dancing' gave me fucking chills and it's [submitters] favorite fight in the entire series

MAN TAKES ON ALL THE KAGES AND HE'S STILL THINKING ITS NOT QUITE FUN YET, ICONIC

he's just super funny, i fucking adore how deadpan sarcastic he can get, like Tsunade rolling up saying she was just visiting an old friend when Dan helped save her, and Madara deadpan no hesitation going "You'll see him again quite soon". ICONIC. KING. SO FUCKING FUNNY

him showing up almost fucking feral to fight Hashirama, and just being told "ILL DEAL WITH YOU LATER" and he actually sits down and waits with his arms crossed is so fucking funny

I love how hype he got about fighting Gai like that was the ONLY person aside from Hashirama that got him hype. Madara vs Gai was such a good fight

Madara is a GILF, [submitter] is not ashamed to admit grandpa is hot in both his actual grandpa form and his revived form

he's such an iconic villain

he's awesome and super smart

his commitment is unparalleled. Made a plan that takes a decade to work by himself. The guy single handedly brought changes in the shinobi world, and came back from death twice !!!

he dog walked the tailed beast like unruly animals, and humiliated the strongest shinobi of the time (5 kage + Naruto + Sasuke) , all while maintaining beautiful hair, pretty face and amazing physique

has the whole homoerotic thing with Hashirama and being insane (affectionate) in general going for him

he was right, Konoha was rotten and a mistake

very cool fight scenes

very dramatic and rude to those around him

very cool backstory

he's a mysterious character, even tho he's the main antagonist, as we've never seen the story by his perspective

he has such a tragic kinda overlooked backstory

he's badass

Ino

she’s so great and resourceful

she's loving to everyone, her team, her family, even Sakura

beautiful

super cool/under rated powers

she's lesbian coded

[mefiman]

My Accidental Parents AU family tree!

I redesigned Shadow from my previous XS post. Was itching to draw her brothers, Boris and Orchid so here they are!

If you guys can guess, they are redesigned characters from Chronicles! I hated the show ngl but in my AU, I get to redo their appearances and personalities yay!

Shadow: Born from a pearl inside an oyster made from a broken ribcage of Chase and Omi's healing magic. Feral lizard instincts, creepy manners that aren't too bad and a passionate female warrior. Has a soft spot for women (Had a crush on Kimiko before growing out of it and found someone else.). Aspires to be a skilled Heylin warrior like her dad, Chase. She's tsundere with a soft side for Papa Omi even if she tries to deny it when she's older.

Boris: Born from a peach shared by Chase and Omi when they took a bite of the fruit. The fruit came from Barkley Le Bois, an ancient French Xiaolin warrior turned into an enchanted peach tree by Gigi before the Heylin Seed was sealed. A good boi, clumsy, reluctant martial artist, doesn't want to fight, prefers to study botany and cooking. Still has the element of wood, only difference he ACTUALLY USES IT unlike canon XC. Taught by his grandpa Barkley whom he's very close with. Papa Omi's baby boy.

Orchid: Hatched from an egg laid by Chase in his beast form when he unknowingly ingested a certain potion dropped into his Lao Meng Long soup by Shadow and Boris when they were kind of tricked by Jack Spicer to search something in their dad's lair. Named after the serum responsible for his conception. Orchid is Chase in appearance and Jack in personality minus the cowardice. Has certain parts of XC Chase's personality with none of the creepy incest. Flamboyant and has a knack of inventing like his revered mentor, Jack much to his father, Chase's displeasure.

Notes:

1.) Chase and Omi had their firstborn, Shadow when Omi got into his 20's.

2.) All three kids were born accidentally through either both Xiaolin and/or Heylin magic, not MPreg.

Xiaolin Showdown, Chronicles and the characters belong to Christy Hui and Warner Kids.

Boris/Ping Pong and Orchid's designs along with this AU are mine.

[daystar-daydreamer]

Book review: Hollow Chest by Brita Sandstrom

Category: Middle-grade

Genre: Fantasy/mystery

Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 5/5 stars! :D

Recommended for: 8-13

Charlie has been having nightmares. Eyes watching him in the night, claws on his chest, holding him down. His dreams have been haunted for years, ever since German bombs rained down on London, taking his father's life, taking his city's spirit, taking his beloved brother, Theo, off to war in France. Now Charlie is left to take care of his grandpa Fitz while his mother works, waiting for the day when Theo will come home. And with World War II nearly won, that day is almost here. Grandpa Fitz warns Charlie that soldiers sometimes come back missing a piece of themselves, but Charlie isn't worried. Whatever Theo has lost, Charlie will help him find it. When Theo finally does return, though, he is cold and distant. Their family, like the city itself, feels more broken than ever. But Charlie refuses to accept that the brother he knew is gone, and soon he discovers the reason for his brother's change: war wolves. Terrifying ancient beasts who consume the hearts of those broken by grief. The wolves have followed Theo and hundreds of other soldiers back home from the front. And if Charlie truly wants to save Theo, he's going to have to find them and get his brother’s heart back. But can a heart that's eaten ever be replaced?

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

The story got me to like Charlie, his mother, and Fitz within the first few pages. Fitz seems to be developing dementia, and I can tell you from personal experience that it’s a nightmare. :(

Early on in the story, the church makes a trip to a military hospital, and so much emphasis was put on it that I was sure Theo would be there. He wasn’t, but Reggie was. I like Reggie. He’s funny, and I got attached to him relatively quickly for a side character. 

Theo, however, is… Not quite so easy to get attached to. I get that he’s less affectionate because the war wolves ate his heart (And probably also PTSD, but this book is about the war wolves), but most of the chapters with him around are a slog. 

And the wolves themselves are creepy as hell. Did they try to wipe Charlie’s memories of them after the first encounter? Because it seemed like it to me. That actually made my skin crawl, the way those things could get into someone’s head and mess around in there!  

Dishonor was creepy, but I had a feeling from the first meeting that he wouldn’t be the villain. I was a little thrown off, however, by the other war wolves as well. The story had presented them as the villains, but they didn’t seem to act like it. They were weirdly helpful, and it was only until the very end that I realized they weren’t actually all that villainous, the soldiers let the wolves have their hearts and the wolves were just trying to survive like regular wolves, the biggest difference being their intelligence and choice of prey.  

Charlie telling a story to Theo and a story to his mother was really sweet. I especially liked the story about the feral girl who became a princess. 

[georgi-girl]

East of the Beauty, West of the Beast

original meme belongs to Blaze-On-Fire. Characters belong to Thomas Atrustic. Here we go! "Beauty and the Beast" recasted with "Miraculous" characters! I've also added elements from the remake and story "East o' the Sun, and West o' the Moon" (hence the title) We have... Ladybug (Marinette) as Belle. She's everyone's go-to problem solver, often referred to as a "Living Lucky Charm". Chat Blanc (Adrien) as the Beast. This version focuses more on the characters' beastly behavior instead of his beastly appearance. Chloe as Gaston. She loves Marinette because she's cute and a good seamstress. I showed her in her "Queen Banana" outfit because that's my favorite outfit of hers. Grandpa Rolland as Maurice. Instead of a wacky, lovable inventor, we have a grumpy, lovable baker. Rose (Princess Fragrance) as Lumiere and Juleka (Reflekta) as Plumette. They're maids who were turned into dolls. Natalee (Mayura) as Cogsworth. She's the castles' major domo and a sorcerous. Nadja Charmak (Prime Queen) as Mrs. Potts. She's a knight who was fused with her armor. Manon Charmak (Puppeteer) as Chip Potts. The curse shrunk her and fused her with her fairy costume. Sabrina as Le Fou. She's in love with Chloe but is too scared to admit it. Lila Rossi as the Enchantress. She's the main antagonist in this story.   I'm also including Nino (The Bubbler) as Cadenza and Alya (Lady Wifi) as Madame Garderobe. They were Natalees' apprentices. The curse fused them with spells they tried to use. Nino can only summon bubbles and shields and Alya can only travel through mirrors, which she's trapped in. Also starring Gorzila as the coatrack and Gabriel as the librarian. (he's secretly scoping out potential brides for his son)   The story is this:   In a world filled with magic and sorcery, one sorcerer named Gabriel Agreste lived with his wife and son in a shining castle. But when his wife Emily died, he became broody and withdrawn, while his 13-year old son Adrien kept bottling up his feelings in an attempt to be a good prince. After a year of mourning, the castle hosts a costume party, where Adrien dresses like a black cat and all the castle staff dress like fairies and toys. In walks a mysterious woman who claims she can bring Emily back to life if Adrien marries her. Gabriel agrees, but Adrien, disgusted at the idea, uncorks his frustrations and angerly turns down the offer, unleashing a tirade that shocks the whole party. The woman -Lila- retaliates by ripping out his humanity, turning him feral and catlike. She then curses the entire castle and tells Gabriel that if he can't find Adrien another bride in 4 years, she'll hold him to his promise to her. Four years later, the castle has been hidden and no-one remembers it. Marinette is a tailors' apprentice living with her grandfather, helping out everyone who asks, and dodging Chloes' crazy flirtations. But her quiet life is shattered by an onslaught of aphids that threaten the towns' farms. Enter, the mysterious Hawk Moth, who says his akumas can wipe out the infestation, if one of the town maidens agrees to be a companion to his son. Marinette agrees, (over the objections of her friends and family) and takes along her mothers' red wedding robe, decorated with black peonies. Hawk Moth spirits her away to his castle, where she meets talking dolls, a girl trapped in a mirror, and a strange wild boy dressed all in white. Even more shocking, instead of her helping everyone out, everyone seems laser focused on helping her out. Each day, she explores the castle and bonds a little more with Adrien and the staff. And each night, she dreams about a handsome blond boy calling out to her, getting closer every time. Meanwhile, Lila goes to the village claiming that they were tricked and Marinette was kidnapped. She rallies them to storm the castle and in the ensuing fight, Chat Blanc is burnt by a broken candle. Lila reveals herself, and takes him back to her home. The battle comes to an abrupt stop. Hawk Moth reveals himself as Gabriel and reveals he set everything up to get Marinette and his son together. Marinette is angry, but she understands. She points out that since the four years aren't officially up, they still have time to save Adrien. She dons her mothers' robe and packs a supply of provisions (including a yo-yo she found while exploring). Some of the villagers and staff members go with her. Along the way: Nino and Alya overcome their curses and discover new spells. Sabrina confesses her feelings to Chloe, who realizes what a fool she's been, and Natalee reveals that the boy from Marinettes' dreams is Adriens' true self, and that dream communication is a sign that they're soulmates. They travel all the way to Lilas' manor on the Northern coast. There, The team frees Chat Blac while Lila and Marinette square off. Lila tried to scare her with illusions, but Marinette ends up tripping Lila with her yo-yo. She and Chat have a beautiful reunion, and with a kiss, the curse is lifted. Adrien regains his humanity, and the first thing he says is that Marinette doesn't have to marry him if she doesn't want to. Marinette says she's happy to get to know him all over again. As for Gabriel... he retires from magic, and finds new love in Natalees' arms. IMAGE DETAILS

[sunset-peril]

Link, Wolfbred King - Chapter One

Link had had enough.

Yes, he’d promised her he’d try to get along. But thank the Goddess that he hadn’t promised he would get along.

She’d fallen asleep in the well again, and he’d just lifted her out and put her in bed when he heard it. 

His ears whipped up in every direction before he began scurrying on the ground like the feral beast he was. Two familiar voices. One thick with chuffing, one heavy in an opposite way.

“You are blind to oppose me! In just a few years I have completely revamped and revitalized this dusty old town.”

“Now listen here. I have nothing about how you choose to go about your business. But to completely ignore thousands of history just so you can go at your whim? I can’t allow you to tempt a dark history into repeating itself. Besides, your business can’t permanently disrupt the business of others, so you’ll either need to tone it down several notches or we’re going to have other chats.” 

They continued on like this, just like usual. The spiteful tone had only returned fairly recently, and although she had originally been born here, she was not one of them.  

“Daddy?”

It took all Link’s willpower from jumping out of the bush and revealing himself. When he finally processed the source of the noise, a small child bearing his pricked up ears was looking up at him with wide, moon-filled eyes. A rush of relief came flowing through him, as air left him in the same way. “It’s just you.”

“Whatchu doing, Daddy?” She crawled closer, whispering as she tried to peek at his view. 

“I’m just patrolling, pumpkin. It’s past time for little pups to be in bed, what are you doing out?”

“Heard you growlin’.”

“People are yellin’, pumpkin.” He nuzzled the small child’s forehead. “Gotta keep you and Momma safe if they get out of hand.”

“Momma says you’re tree tired. You should go to bed.” “No, no, baby. Retired. And it has nothing to do with bedtime.” He bent over as much as his hips would let him. “We should get you to bed. Momma’s already asleep.”

“Daddy’s not sleepin’! No sleeping till Daddy go bed.”

“Okay, okay. But your momma is not gonna be pleased.”

“Climb on your back?” “Sure, pumpkin.” He bent down a little further to allow the small child access to his shoulders. Thankfully, he was able to get low enough to prevent his hair from being used as a ladder. “Let’s show ‘em who’s boss around here. Right, my little princess?”

“Mmhm! Daddy’s in charge!” She clung to the collar of his tunic as her father rose to all fours and began to trot towards the bickering pair.

“Ey!” The pair instantly silenced as Link came down the path. “Quit bickering, it’s late!”

“Ah, Grandpa. Sorry.”

“I thought it was understood that dark hours were quiet hours?”

Cece made a noise of indignance. “If such a matter exists, what’s with all the howling when the moon’s out?”

“I said ‘dark hours,’ not ‘night.’ Full moon doesn’t count.”

“What about moonless nights? You guys get rowdy then too.”

“That’s a ritual. Interrupt our funeral rites and I’ll show you just how good my patience normally is.”

Reede growled softly. “Cece. I wouldn’t advise antagonizing him.”

She ignored Reede’s warning. “So who gives you the authority to decide that one group gets to use the dark hours for events, and the rest of us can’t?”

“Excuse me? I am your King, Hylian!”

“Last time I checked, only female descendants of the Goddess had authority over Hylians, of which you are neither. And don’t get any bright ideas with the toddler.” 

“Leave.” Link felt Reede nudge him. 

“Don’t explode on her, Grandpa. It’ll just make her a martyr. Your wife’s got enough on her plate.” 

Link rolled his eyes and growled. “I’ll deal with you next.” He then swung his head low, nipping underneath the hem of Cece’s dress until she began to pick up her feet and move. He then barked and snarled until he’d chased the irritant back to her residence. 

Sophie had already come outside the boutique to meet them by the time he’d chased Cece to the door. “I’m sorry about her, Link. Thank you for not being harsher than you had to.” 

Link’s daughter popped out from her father’s mane. “Good night, Miss Sophie!”

“My, you’re out late, Miss Zelda Ivee. Are you helping your dad?”

“Yeah! I help so he go to bed fast!” 

“Aww. Are you going home too, Link? You know how your wife gets when you stay out too late.”

“Yeah, heading back to put myself and my princess here to bed. Cece was just causing a disturbance.”

“Be careful with your leg.”

His ears folded over themselves and he smiled a little sheepishly. “Got it, Sophie.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Link.”

Link whipped his head around to catch the sneaking-away Reede once Sophie closed her door. “I’m not done with you.” The elder Wolfbred cut off his descendant’s escape route, pressing his upper body down onto Reede’s left shoulder. “Your duty as mayor is to protect the village and its people, not to get shoved around.”

“Grandpa, Cece is technically a native here. Whether or not she’s legally considered a Wolfbred shouldn’t change how the village interacts with her.”

“It doesn’t. Her hostile attitude does. You know, before the Calamity-”

“Grandpa. Stop equating a monarch with an iron fist to a self-regulating settlement in a decayed kingdom. You’re never going to find any peace with your life if you keep expecting us to act like the Hyrule that was.”

“...Walk with me, Reede.” He released Reede’s shoulder and continued his four-legged walk alongside Reede towards the latter’s abode. “You say ‘it’s only one woman, what harm can it do to play along?’ but, it was ‘only one woman’ who created us all millenia ago, ‘only one woman’ who led genocide against us - who murdered us by the thousands as we were chased onto these lands - and ‘only one woman’ who saved us all one hundred and twenty years ago from incest-induced extinction. So tell me, Reede, how can this ‘one woman’ be of no significance?”

“Those women were all magic-” 

“They never used their magic to do those things. They used their words. And I didn’t ask you about them, I asked you about her.”

“Link, if you’re so fearful that we’ll end up in exile again… that’s simply not possible. Most Hylians now are descended from Wolfbreds, because Hateno and Lurelin were the only Hylian villages that didn’t burn.”

“I never said she would reenact the exile. I said you have a duty to not get shoved around by brats with big words.”

“Grandpa, Zelda’s trying to figure it out. We’re not asking you to provide us a threat-free life. You did your job, you earned your rest. Let us take up the mantle from here.”

“Prove to me you can carry it, Reede, and then we’ll talk. My sister kept this place going despite the Calamity, despite the Age of Burning Fields, despite everything that happened after me and my father passed away. Prove you’re worthy to inherit her honor.” Link sat abruptly in front of a stone arch. “Your residence.” 

Reede sighed, keeping his head bowed. Had a tail been present, it would drag the ground in defeat. “Good night, Grandpa.”

“Good night, Reede. Tell Clavia and Karin I say hello.” He began to walk away as Reede ascended the stairs to his house.

Zelda Ivee looked back at Reede before snuggling Link. “You seem sad, Daddy.”    

“I’m okay, pumpkin. Let’s go join Momma in bed, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy.”

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Hyrule's Final Stand Masterlist

[buckyownsmylife]

I’ve Told You Now - Bucky Barnes smut

The one where alpha!Bucky fucks you in front of the other avengers

Warnings: smut, a/b/o dynamics, public sex, oral (f), p in v, possessiveness

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: Thank you to my lovely @wakingbeauty​ for giving this a read for me! This is strictly the product of mine and @navybrat817​‘s belief that public sex should be more common in A/B/O dynamics, so there you have it 😊 Also, I used a prompt the sweet @jbreenr​ gave me ages ago for a headcanon and I asked to save it for this story since it made such perfect sense! Hope you guys like it! I might write more public sex A/B/O smut in the very near future!

Bucky’s P.O.V.

Everyday was the same. I’d wake up and join the rest of the team for breakfast to find out that despite the fact that someone had saved me a seat, that same someone had thought of a new joke to make at my expense.

If I thought Tony’s nicknames were bad, this was a whole new level. It’s like she wanted to find all the little ways to annoy me, while still remaining mindful of my recovery process and triggers.

I’d never met an omega like that before. Back in my time, omegas were mostly prim and proper, almost shy around alphas, even if they were starting to show a little more skin and entertain the possibility of staying closer to us for longer periods of time.

I wasn’t used to someone who felt so comfortable with my intimidating aura, and the alpha in me definitely couldn’t grow used to seeing so much of her skin all the time. By now, I was sure she was doing it on purpose.

She knew how it affected me, she could smell it - every omega was able to identify when a nearby alpha was aroused. And I knew it turned her on in return. I was also biologically wired to sense that.

It was basically a game of who would break first. And I knew she thought she would win, but my resolve still wasn’t broken.

“Ah… What a lovely day. So full of possibilities… if you’re not a hundred years old,” she quickly added, throwing me a glance that had me rolling my eyes. “What do you say, grandpa? Feel like going out for a run?”

Who knows what I would have answered if she hadn’t decided to pull her hair up right at the second Wanda opened the window to look out into the field? The smile that had been on my face quickly dropped when I was hit with a heavy wave of her scent and my knees buckled as I tried to hold myself back from just jumping on top of her.

Unfortunately, because awareness was not something she seemed capable of having, she did not realize my struggle. “What’s wrong, old man? Can’t even keep up anymore?” The growl that escaped my chest at her joke was all the warning she needed to finally understand what was going on.

“I’ll show you what I can keep up.” I was on her in a second, my consciousness of our surroundings reduced to absolutely nothing. It was only her and me, and the way our lips moved as I guided her back to the couch, until we both fell on top of it.

“Is this what you wanted, huh?” I asked as I tore her shirt with a simple flick of my wrist. “Is this how you wanted it to happen? For me to lose all control and just take you right here?” All that left her was a garbled sound, her hands clawing at my back as I easily got rid of her jeans until they were nothing but scraps on the floor and then exposed her pussy to the tower’s living room.

“Fuck yes,” I growled, immediately leaning down to get a taste of her. Sweet and wet and mine, all mine. I had no idea where that possessive instinct had come from, but I would be crazy to ignore it - especially since it felt like I’d kill and die for her at that very second.

Her hips jerked up, instinctively searching for my tongue, but a breeze of clarity seemed to brush over her and make her sit up on her elbows, looking down at me. I knew what was running through her mind before she said it, and I wasn’t having any of it.

“You better lay back down and let me savor my meal,” I warned, knowing the rest of the team had gathered around to watch the show. I didn’t have to take my eyes off her debauched state to know it, but her gaze was on them, even if the rest of her body was still spread open for anyone to see, uncaring of the fact that we were being watched.

“You poked the beast, now you’ll entertain it,” Steve warned, shaking his head as if to scold us, but when I met his eyes, I could see the glint of desire in them. He wanted to be in my position, he wanted to have his own tongue shoved deep inside my girl’s pussy, and it only made me eat her more hungrily.

“Eyes on me, ‘mega,” I called out to her once I saw her eyes linger on Steve. “Let them watch, that’ll keep them away from you.” She groaned at the possessiveness in my words, but it was the sounds of someone who was relishing in it. And I was relishing in her juices.

“Fuck!” She cursed when I buried my tongue as far as it could go in her, something deep inside of me desperate to be drowning in her scent. “Should have gotten you mad before.”

The thought was amusing to me. Did she really think this was only the result of pent-up anger, and not months of desire and lust that had finally spilled from my weakened resolve?

“Well…” I started, pushing two fingers inside of her to scissor her open for me, although my scent had already made her body as prepared for an Alpha an Omega could get.

I was a bit larger than usual Alphas, though - courtesy of the serum - so I wanted to make sure she wouldn’t go through any pain whatsoever. “You keep me mad all the fucking time, kitten.”

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“With desire or anger, it doesn’t really care,” he continued, like it was any ordinary day and we were chatting in the living room, our usual teasing banter taking over the conversation, instead of him eating me out on the couch in front of all of our teammates while I was spread out for their eyes to take in.

“You’re always a tease to me, in one way or another.” His huge hands massaged the inside of my thighs as he finally lowered himself to suck on my nub again, making me instinctively buck my hips up in search of his tongue.

“Stay…” he ordered in his Alpha tone, and the whine that broke free from my chest was more animal than human now. The way he used his mouth was nothing short of sinful, licking me from ass to clit with an eagerness I had never expected the former Winter Soldier to have.

But I guess today I was discovering all of my fantasies about Bucky had been a bit misplaced. For one, I never thought he’d be the type of Alpha to take me in such a public environment.

In every dirty dream I’d had, Bucky was far too possessive to allow anyone to explore what was his - even if it was only visually - but what I’d come to learn was that while he was definitely dominating, there was a hint of exhibitionism in his craving.

He liked to have people see him break me into a million pieces only to glue me back together with a lick of his tongue. He liked that they were seeing his talent - and I had to admit, by what I saw in his friend’s stare, that they were also admiring me too.

And he got off on that. I didn’t expect it would make me get off too.

“Delicious,” he hummed when he finally pulled away from my cunt, having brought me to my release and licked it off of me. Still, an overwhelming amount of wetness covered the lower part of his face, prompting me to raise myself to my elbows and lick my own juices off of his lips, the omega in me begging to scent him as mine.

“You’re a nasty little bitch, aren’t you?” He chuckled once the surprise faded away, easily manhandling me onto my stomach, the sound of a zipper being opened denouncing that he had undressed.

“Keep fucking me and you’ll find out.” I heard him spitting behind me, a shiver running up my spine as I realized he was playing with himself while looking at me presenting for him.

“Oh, I’ll do much better than that.” That was all the warning I got before I felt the head of his member poking my entrance, slowly but surely sliding in until he had bottomed out.

My whines became intensified when he pulled me up by my hair, his free hand covering my breast to rub my nipple as he whispered, “I’m gonna claim you, sweetheart. You think you’re ready for that? Think you’ll be able to take it?”

I was quickly realizing I had severely underestimated the man inside of me, even if not to the extent he thought I had. I was not ready for that. I don’t think I ever would be, but fuck if I wasn’t gonna take it anyway.

Because it was so much better than I ever imagined it to be.

“No more playing hard-to-get,” Bucky continued, finally starting to move and immediately settling on a punishing pace. “No more teasing me with your short skirts and tempting scent. You’ll be mine now, ‘mega. Forever. How does that sound?”

God, I wanted him to do it. I wanted him to keep exercising this complete control over my body that he had so easily managed to take. His cock was stretching me in ways I’d never been stretched before, his inflated knot slamming against my opening with each thrust.

“Always mocking me… Am I too old for you now?” I shivered as he licked a stripe up my neck. I knew he wouldn’t actually bite me in front of everyone - a claiming ritual was a sacred ritual, even the most feral of Alphas respected the intimacy of that. But the way he was taunting me was all too arousing, I couldn’t deny it. “Tell me.”

His hand squeezed my hip, looking for an answer. I tried to open my mouth, but nothing came out. His palm slipped further down, finding my clit, and as two fingers rubbed my own juices, around it, I screamed.

“N-No!” Bucky chuckled against my neck, body continuing his onslaught against mine as he nuzzled my scent gland. “Y-you’re not too old for me. Take me, take me please.” His coos were too provoking, making me cry out loud at the mocking sound.

“Aw, kitten…” His warm mouth breathed the next words against my ear, “I already did.” He turned my face towards his with his fingers tangled in my hair, engulfing my mouth with his.

“Alright.” A familiar voice spoke from not too far, startling me for a second as I once again was reminded that we were still very much surrounded by our team. “You two might just be the sexiest mates I’ve ever seen fuck.”

A growl escaped Bucky’s chest at hearing someone refer to us as mates for the first time, and I panted in need, desperate to cum, desperate for him. “Seen a lot of mates fuck, Romanoff?” He nibbled at my ear, hands roaming over my body as if to make it very clear to every person watching that they could look all they wanted, I was still his.

“You have no idea.” Looking over a bit to the side from where she was seated, there rested Sam’s almost limp body, a hand curled over his boner as his eyes never wavered from the place I was connected to the man behind me.

“Well, I know what I’m gonna think about tonight.” Something between a laugh and a moan escaped me, making Bucky growl again, hands pushing me back down onto the couch as his hips picked up the pace with which they’d ruin me.

To say I was soaked was the understatement of the century. I could feel it, running down my thighs, drenching the couch underneath me. I don’t know how we’d be able to use it again, but that was the least of my concerns in the moment.

“I am begging you to let me lick her pussy after you guys are done,” came Tony’s voice, and I knew Bucky would growl in his direction just from the way his fingers pressed tightly on the flesh of my hips. “Not that type of Alpha, sorry, I got it.”

I heard his footsteps retreating quickly, probably scared of what Bucky would do to him once we were done, but in the Alpha’s defense, Tony seemed to disappear from his mind the second he left the room, all of his senses directed to me and his goal of making me cum around his cock.

“C’mon, kitten,” he whispered, fingers easily locating my clit to play with me as he pulled me up to rest against his chest one more. “Come for me, milk me dry.” That was all I needed to give him what he wanted, and although I was anticipating to moan loudly as I creamed his knot, his mouth covered mine to swallow all of my sounds in a deep kiss, hands protectively covering me while pawing at my breasts at the same time.

“Steve,” Bucky called after he managed to catch his breath, having fallen on top of me on the couch once his knot popped open. “I won’t be able to work out with you today.”

I looked up as best as I could to find Steve already staring at us, although red from head to toe. “That’s understandable,” he spoke in a thick, rough voice that I barely recognized as his. “You seem to have worked out enough already.”

Bucky stopped running his nose against my cheek at his friend’s attempt at teasing, a slow smirk taking over his face as he joined me and stared at his friend. “Oh, I’m not nearly done,” he warned. “You’re more than welcome to join us for some cardio, if you want to.”

The soft smile Steve sent our way told us everything we needed to know about his plans for the evening.

[danwhobrowses]

One Piece Chapter 1023 - Initial Thoughts

15 Minutes is on the clock

Onigashima reaches the mainland and the fights continue on. Including the Wings of the King vs the Disasters of the Beast

Without further ado, let's get into it

Spoilers for Chapter 1023, Support the Official Release too

Vivi cover page is nice, proper Disney Princess action with Karoo being jealous birb again, but now I have worries because last we heard something went down with Alabasta...all those post-Reverie questions

Back to where we left off with the boys being back in town

Miyagi can you not ominously foreshadow Zoro's future pain please?

Kawamatsu's here to save Zoro from interference, and Hyou's telling the Yakuza not to get in the way of this fight

Marco though is a pensive Pineapple, taking a good long look at King as he recalls Whitebeard telling him about King's race living on the Red Line before the world nobles, Void Century and before stuff

Mention of Gods does fuel one of my old post fan theories, but also fuels that the WG kicked King's race out of the Red Line

Izo though out here saving Marco from being an easy target, tbh Marineford did show he was prone to a surprise attack

Asking Izo if they believe in God though in a raid that may lead to their deaths is kinda irreverent right now though huh?

Queen back to hyping themselves up though

Hm? Is there a limitation to Sanji's raid suit? Sanji's saying he feels weird

Zoro wasting no time to banter with it though, saving Sanji from King as Sanji returns the favour with Queen

Queen does make a valid point though, as much as Sanji expresses that he is unenhanced by Germa he can also set himself on fire, I do wonder if it is just part of that enhancement in there that he expresses as his 'fiery hot passion'

Lunarian though, that must be King's species' name: moon people again I bet which feeds my fan theories

Also since we mentioned Germa again what happened to them? Jimbei made it out after all and I wanna see me some alive and well Baeju

I would issue doubt on Queen's claim that their enhancements are beyond Vegapunk's, given how little we know of Vegapunk after all

King's got a special sword too, it can change its edge to be teethy which he used to ensnare Zoro's swords

Wado saves Zoro's face from eating King's spiked fist though

King does make a fair point though, traditional weapons are romanticized but a fight's about getting every advantage you can, Zoro at least respects that since King never claimed to be a Swordsman, while also reminding King that he could be a feral bastard too

Kinda gave me mini Mr. 1 fight vibes there

Oh here we go, potential Zoro lineage time

Kawamatsu and Hyou muse over how Zoro was like Ushimaru when he was young, even down to his style (though that could be more Shimotsuki Koushiro's doing since he's Zoro's master)

Also Ushimaru was Ryuma's direct descendant, which means that 1. Ryuma banged, 2. Swordsmanship runs in the blood and 3. Ryuma banged

Also Ryuma also had the one eye, and it does seem pretty mythical that a swordsman of similar skill and stature returns Shusui back to Wano (even though this should mean that Shusui would be Zoro's birthright and he was kinda forced into relinquishing it)

Also worth reminding that Kozaburo was Kuina's grandpa so there may only be loose relations if Zoro is a Shimotsuki too, we don't exactly know how Kozaburo and Ushimaru are related if it's by blood or clan, plus I still wonder about Tashigi

Over to Jack vs Inu though, and Jack's hybrid form is just...weird

I did not need to see an Elephant head with abs you know Oda!

Both are pretty tired, as Jack mocks Inu saying he has forgiven Zou for the Raizo stuff, since he already destroyed most of it

Inu though with the shoulder toss, reminding Jack that they had to make these sacrifices to get to here

But we're getting the epic speech, and the hole in the roof caused by Ashura's sacrifice is changing Inu back into Su Long

Same thing is happening with Neko, turning Su Long in front of Carrot and Wanda (who I guess are covering from the moon) as he stares down Perospero

And I'm glad Neko's pointing out that Pedro's sacrifice is valid. I truthfully always felt a bit iffy about people saying that Carrot's desire to avenge Pedro was ill-found because 'Pedro killed himself'. Had Pedro not sacrificed himself then Brook and Chopper would've been dead by candy and Big Mom would've obliterated the rest on the ship

Raizo and Megaforehead though prelude with the mention of maturity, that everyone - even the Akazaya - needed time to mature into who they wanted to be

Down to the surface though and the Heart Pirates are on high alert/panic, they think Kaido's here

But it's Momo, and he looks magnificent

Shinobu's aged him up to 28, the age he'd be had he not been leapt through time, but now she's upset he looks like Kaido

There's new fire in Momo's eyes though, the return ascent begins!

Can you feel that? It feels like the last stretch before the ultimate battle of Wano

Sanji and Zoro vs King and Queen hopefully will remain a tag bout, but I am curious as to King's abilities and what's affecting Sanji in terms of the raid suit. It's not bad to have a limitation but this is the first we've heard of it after seeing him use it 4 times. I don't hate Zoro being a Shimotsuki, though I do feel like we could've built to this, plus we're still lacking in the how.

One wonders what role Marco will now play, and whether Tiny Tiny Chopper is due to recover. We haven't heard from the others for a bit, nor CP0 nor Yamato. Our Pineapple does have unfinished business with Edward Weevil tbf so he could make it out, Izo may be a variable in that, they've yet to learn of Kiku's fate.

Also we never did see who that mystery person was did we? Still could be Hiyori

Marco's musing about gods does feel like we're gonna get more about King, and more lore of the world that Robin will love to soak up like a sponge, Oda have been leaving these seeds since Skypeia, and where there are Gods, there are Devils.

We are however getting major death flags from the minks, one last turn to Su Long to enable their efforts. I like how Ashura's sacrifice is not in vain because of this though, it makes me wonder if there's a slither of hope for Kin and Kiku. If anything though the minks will die from exhaustion rather than being defeated, Su Long eats away at you after all, it's probably gonna be traumatizing for Carrot a little but I hope we see some resolve out of her more like when she was in Zou and WCI, I still want her for Nakama.

And then the final coup de grace, giant dragon Momo, it's one hell of a panel and it means we're bringing Luffy back into the fight. But the extent of Momo's ripening is only in body remember, in mind he's still young. But now we have the setup for the final fight between Luffy and Kaido, I'll expect in that time we'll have to try and finish off everything else with the Akazaya, reconvening the Straw Hats, King, Queen, Big Mom, Kid, Law, Killer, Hawkins, Apoo and Drake.

Act's not over yet, less than 15 minutes until Onigashima Falls.

[izayoichan]

They have to admit they have never heard them sound so angry before, of course the bloodied wing doesn't help with his worry either. Hayden watches Vy, the wing worry him, how angry they seem worries him, yet his body refuses to listen properly even with healing earlier, feeling how he is lifted off the ground, seeing Hayle smiling at him, holding him in his arms. 

Hayle: I have no idea what's just happened, but you can't stand here. 

He smiles a bit worriedly and shakes his head, looking at them all, his eyes resting finally on the small familiar in his grandson's arm, as he lifts an eyebrow, Chris joining him, also looking at the little creature in Flynn's arm.

River: Vy... You're hur... Vy: INSIDE. Now!

He growled at River who froze. Then he looked at his son passing a hand over his face. He had been terrified, the moment that dragon broke loose, he had been terrified. "Devourers of stars!" That's what Acharya had called them before. The ferals, the dragons born evil, or turned evil.  The ones that gave up on what made them dragons and became mindless beasts. And River had brought one into their house, one so close to his own little star and the light of his hearts. He looked at Fannar, he had been so afraid, that thing was so close to Fannar, that thing was so close to Hayden! If Vy hadn't been there and that thing broke loose, with a bond and flimsy as the one River held. He shook his head, he didn't want to think about it. With a sigh he looked at their wing, being dragged behind leaving a small trail of blood. It actually tried to rip his wing out of its socket.

VY: I'm okay, Fan. I'll... it'll heal…

And he went in, looking at Hayden, a worry deep inside of him to see his husband carried by his dad like he had been so many times before. River looked at Flynn and sighed. Vy was furious and he was sure it was his fault. 

River: Go trap that little bugger on his orb... I'll take care of your uncle, don't worry.

He sighed following Vy. He gave Hayle, Hayden and Fan an apologetic look.

Flynn: I…

He wanted to say something, but instead he just stood there with the small dragon in his arms, watching his dad follow his uncle into the house, barely able to imagine what Vy would want to say to him. As he stands there he feels an arm around his shoulder, turning his head seeing his grandpa standing there. 

Chris: Come on, let them talk and you can tell me and your grandpa about that little thing, huh?

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[jojo-reader-hell]

oh! speaking of the wolf fic that anon was talking about, would you make a part 2 for that? maybe they finally caught the little wolf pup and she gets to meet the rest of the wolf clan of her family. it'd be to cute to see a wolf as massive as the jojo's be around such a smol bean XP

Ask and ye shall receive... like, months later 😂 sorry it took so long, hope you’ll enjoy!

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“Bunny, don’t you remember your Papa Jojo? I used to hold you and feed you your bottle. Remember? We would cuddle with your blankie and your stuffed rabbit.”

“No! Leave me alone!”

You’re currently wedged into a tight space under an old tree root system. It’s a painful fit, but you’re not going to come out for anything. Especially not with the blue black muzzle of the large wolf at the entrance, currently trying to coax you out of your hiding place. The muzzle is peppered with grey hairs, and a very deep familiar voice emits from the shiny white fanged mouth in a rumble. When you yap at him to go away he whimpers, pushing his nose further into the tight space as he tries to dig you out. It only succeeds in making you press tightly against the root wall behind you, entire body shaking and muscles aching from the twisted position you’re contorted into.

“Bunny please!” He whines.

“Help! Help! Monster! Mama help!” Your barking almost sounds desperate, like you’re being tortured and it makes the bigger wolf howl in frustration, his digging more frantic as he tries to get you out.

“Jojo stop it! You’re scaring the baby!”

A sweet voice barks away the large wolf from digging, taken over by a cream pair of paws even lighter than your mother’s coloration.

“Stop digging. You’re only going to scare the baby even more.” A soft voice admonishes the beast and makes him whine in submission.

“But look how far they are, all the way in the back, what if my Bunny becomes trapped forev-...”

“Shhh... let me try.”

Another muzzle visible next to that of the blue black wolf appears, and a sweet voice tries to beckon you out. Both the newcomer’s scents confuse you, because even though they have that canine whiff about them you can still smell an underlying note that’s definitely more human than anything. It’s a clean smell, just like the Castile soap your mother often uses to clean the laundry because of Jotaro’s sensitive skin. Totally not the comforting patchouli scent of your mother nor is it Jotaro’s stinky musk, so even though it’s a good smell, you don’t have any positive connections to it. It’s foreign and scary, and you begin to whine for your mother.

“Baby, come to your Mama Erina.” the sweet voice coos to you. “Come on out my darling, don’t be frightened. We’re your family and we all are here to help you.”

You’re completely silent, wide eyed as you see her soft blue eye peer through the entrance. Never in your life have you seen something as big as she is (Good Lord, she’s even bigger than your mother!), her cream colored fur is almost white with age. Her mouth rests in an almost human like smile, and her black nose moves as though she’s taking in your scent.

“Come on darling.” She says, extending a paw as though you’ll take it. “Come to me. Come to your Mama Erina who loves you.”

Whoever she is, she most certainly is NOT your Mama. You can see her deeply pigmented gums and threatening pearly white fangs as she talks, and this only cements your stubborn refusal as you duck further into your crevice.

It’s not long before more voices join in, words intermingling with howling and snarling.

“Mother? Mother?! Did you find them?”

“Granny! I looked everywhere and couldn’t find the baby!”

“Jojo, Georgie, come here. I found them.”

Vaguely, you hear the familiar voice of your grandpa Joseph, a wheeze evident in his voice as he’s had a hard time catching up with the rest of the cacophony of paws. You can hear your mother too, conversing with your brother who is grumbling about having to follow you all the way out here and abandon the meal your grandpa had brought for you.

“My Bunny...” moans the blue black wolf in despair.

“Oh land sake’s Jojo stop it.” Scolds the white wolf.

“Mama Erina, maybe I should try getting them out?” Holly is most certainly worried, there’s a tinge to her voice that almost coaxes you to her, but you won’t stir a stump if everyone else is out there.

“You can try, but I’m not sure there’s a way with everyone crowding.” Erina from the sounds of things is still trying to console the one calling you Bunny (you suppose he’s called Jonathan because that’s what they keep saying when they comfort him).

Your mother tries to help, unfortunately compared to the others she’s got stumpy paws that won’t quite reach you, and even though she’s calling and calling for you telling you it’s alright, you won’t move.

“Papa, do you think you’ll have any more luck coaxing out the baby?” She finally sighs.

“‘Course I can! I guarantee I can make my baby pop right out of there like a cork from a bottle!”

“You be careful with my Bunny!” It’s the blue black wolf again, Jonathan, reluctantly moving aside to allow your grandpa access to you.

It was quite surreal to see your once human grandfather as a wolf, Grandpa Joseph’s pelt is much the same as his regular hair color, a deep hickory peppered with the beginning signs of gray. He grunts with the effort of laying down on the forest floor. When he exhales a whoosh of air, his scent completely fills the little space. Wonderful, memorable with the musk of his deodorant and leaving a sweet after smell, sugary like the cola he likes to drink with you on hot days.

“Come on baby. Grandpa’s here.” Joseph coaxes out to you softly.

“Vieni qui vita mia... Granny is here for you too.”

You hear the sweet soft dulcet tones of your granny Suzie using that almost crying tone of voice, that kind she used to use when you were a little kid and you hurt yourself.

“Granny?”

Your high pitched voice strikes a nerve among the creatures present, and you see another cream colored snout press into the entrance. Immediately you recognize the scent. It’s your grandma Suzie Q! You know her smell anywhere: a heady cloud of White Diamonds perfume with just a touch of amaretto.

“Will you come out for me? Please baby? It’s alright. Granny won’t let anyone hurt you.”

You’re almost ready to come out, slowly wedging your way to the entrance where your grandparents soothe you out little by little. But the minute you push your head through the tiny opening you know something is wrong. You scream in your puppy voice, afraid that now you can’t get out as everyone moves in all at once.

“Stay still.”

A deep feminine voice barks out a command, the approach of a brown wolf silenced all of you into submission. She sniffs around you, noticing your little paw that’s caught in a root and nudging it with her muzzle. Her teeth are unnervingly close, you’re unsure if her exposed teeth are a threat display. Her smell is almost indistinguishable from the damp forest soil, completely odorless and lacking the canine whiff, but there’s an underlying musk of pine sap emitting from her pelt that is all too familiar. A memory threatens: being cuddled to a bare chest in midwinter, chapped lips grazing your cheek as you doze off lazily. It’s not your mother who held you during that time. It was the strong human form of the wolf before you, formidable in such a way that suggests her humanity is just as feral as when she is a wolf.

“Move your paw this way.” She commands and nudges at the same time.

You’re so frightened you obey automatically. Not even stopping when she takes you by the scruff in her mouth and helps to yank you out from your prison. You expect her teeth to hurt, but your skin is so pliable on the back of your neck you hardly feel a thing as she pulls you free and into her furry stomach. With her paw, she presses you to the softness of her underbelly, a long wet tongue lathing along the sides of your face as the shewolf begins to clean you meticulously.

You suddenly know her now... so many more memories of her and what had to have been her mate keeping you warm between the two of them as you reached for their faces. The memories are soothing, coming back fast and as if they’ve always been there, just like the memory of your mother laying you on a massive man’s chest, his blue black hair wild and unkempt as he lifts you up to kiss you. Or the memory of another woman with your Granny Suzie, the two of them swaddling you up and hardly able to contain their soft giggles as they place a small hat on your head.

Another wolf, this one nearly a carbon copy of your grandpa, laths at your face with his tongue, telling you in a deep baritone that he’s your great grandpa George and he’s so happy to see you again. Holly approaches and begins naming the ones you don’t recognize in the group, each one submissive when they press against her to get to you. You’re even comfortable enough to allow the wolf that calls himself your Papa Jonathan to shower you in his dog kisses, tail wagging a mile a minute as he squeals about how much he’s missed you, and how he’s got an important gift to give you so you won’t ever get lost again. His mate, your Mama Erina, rubs her head against yours, tail swishing politely as she praises you for how you’ve grown up so wonderfully. All the while everyone crowds around into a big pile of swishing tails, whines, kisses, and reassurances that your big, warm, happy family will help take care of you as you navigate this scary situation.

It’s the one who helped you out, your great Granny Lisa Lisa, that breaks wolf form to place your Papa Jonathan’s old collar around your neck, the little bell makes such a pleasant sound as she flicks it gently.

“For next time.” She advises, “That way when you try to run, you’ll know I’ll grab you by the collar.”

Everyone laughs, adding in how Holly should keep you on a leash, and you’re so overwhelmingly happy you can’t help but to join in the laughter with them.

It’s nice, you decide, to belong to such an unusual family.

[gentrychild]

Wyvern AU! Is afo’s grandad feral or fallen? Would he like izuku if they ever met? I love when big bads are soft for smol beans

When I say that someone is feral, I am talking about a Fallen beast who forgot what it’s like to be human and who isn’t interested in discovering it. And yes, as an elder, Great-Grandpa is very Fallen.

Would he like Izuku?

All for One doesn’t want to know. They won’t meet. That’s all.

He is a tad worried because his own dad almost ate OFA because he was bereft and scrawny.

[inthedusksynria]

This template was made by Glitter Valkyrie

I added the characters wish would launch on FEH. *crosses fingers for at least a bingo)

I really wanted to do it, esp since the wishlist board felt tiny in comparation, and it IS a great way to show how many characters i wish for and by god how much i need to save. (not even including alts *eyes Legendary Micaiah, bride/halloween/dancers alts*)

The funniest thing is that mid-doing this, after i put several top priorities, i realized i had made a straight up row full of Tellius characters xD. It was really the first one i did it. Pelleas mah boi, i always am screaming, heartbreaking dark mage aaaaaa deconstructed “lost prince” trope!!, Almedha best disaster!!! best disaster!! love her!!! so so much!!! , NASIR!!! MY GUY!!! TO COMPLETE THE TRINITY OF COLORED DRAGONS!! love him a lot too, grandpa loves his family and is abt to go all out for them, aND LET ME DREAM HERE BUT RELEASE RAJAION DAMMIT,,, LET ME REUNITE HIM WITH HIS FAMILY!!

Then because i was using an wiki to collect the images, the elibe row hilariously happened. The intencional/full priorities (hugh/elfin/niime) and then i went down and saw “Oh! Ephidel!” and then i put Pent becAUSE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD *CRIES* TRYING TO GET HIM SUCKS....RELEASE HIM AS A SUMMONING POOL HERO. And thus Elibe row was born.

The jugdral row was the one i am actually was intencional about doing it, but then after putting my Top Priorities^tm (Arthur, Tinny, Edain, Brigid), i went *wii music playing* about who to put, since while i love Hannibal and Coirpre....they were around the 500th position and like... bro, can we get an F in the chat.

I ended up putting FReyr bc i WANT BEAST UNITS and i am pretty sure he will be on january so hey...one score settled djioajo.

Fafnir is there bc, i am a simple woman, i see kozaki as the OG artist, i go feral, i see an interesting potencial plot of trying to do the right thing and then possession and i go double feral, i see slapping music and go feral. Basically,tHIS IS THE OC I AM SO SO EXCITED ABOUT!!! JUST AS I WAS WITH HEL!!

The Fates row was also unintencional, i simply put my 2 top priorities of fates (anankos, arete) and then i was searching on CYL for characters i loved and HOLY SHIT IZANA, REINA AND ASHURA, and remembered how much i loved them, and slapped them there bc i love them(*clenches fist in loving izana and ashura and their!!! festival of kids convos!!! heartbreaking and warming!!**clenches fist in loving Reina and how i love her class and her festival of bonds convo with orochi*)

TMS Yashiro is there because HOLY SHIT BRUH, THAT SONG?? THAT SONG??? (That and Reincarnation) slapped hard and i went eeeyyyyyy Lets goooo. I would love an form without the carnage form tho, bc i love his OG design.

[laxus-and-ceruli]

Tenrou Island

*sorta spoilers?*

Laxus comes back to save the day

We were in awe at Hades’ magic power. We’d thrown so much at him, and not even a scratch! The air around us began to vibrate. Hades let out a loud yell, and Wendy just fucking Disintegrated.

“Believe me when I tell you that was a mercy kill, she got off easy. From this point forward, each of your deaths will be more gruesome than the last.” Hades explained.

“What’d you do to her?!” I spat in the old man’s direction.

Natsu shook his head, “This can’t be happening!”

“It’s okay everybody! I’m fine!” A voice reassured us.

Looking up, we say one of Lucy’s spirits, Horologium, hanging onto the ceiling, Wendy safe in side.

He explained what had happened and wished us luck before poofing off to the spirit realm.

“Well Makarov’s Fairy Tail is certainly entertaining.” Hades mocked us. 

“Are you telling me you know Gramps?” Natsu asked.

Hades told us how he was the guild’s master before Makarov and Natsu being Natsu got worked up over it, throwing himself headfirst at Hades. That action causing Hades to beat our asses. I managed to stop a few of the magic bullets he shot at us with some webs, but it didn’t help.

When the barrage stopped, we were sprawled across the floor, to tired and injured to move. Seeing this, Hades went and rambled about the Guilds original intent  and how Makarov was his greatest mistake, all the while beating Natsu’s head into the ground.

We helplessly watched as he tormented the pinkette, beating him lower and lower before going for the killing blow.

“Stop!” I shouted.

“No, don’t kill him, please!” Lucy screamed, in tears.

The air around us filled with static and Hades’ raised arm was struck by lightning. Suddenly, standing there, in front of Hades, was a ball of light.

“So this is the fossil that took out Gramps?” I knew that voice. “Interesting.”

“It’s Laxus!” Gray smiled.

“Isn’t he the master’s grandson?” Wendy asked.

My heart stuttered in my chest, it’d been so long since I’d seen him.

“I see, so you’re a blood relative of Makarov.” Hades said. Lightning flashed around Laxus’ form.

“Pathetic, you guys got beat so bad you look like a bunch of tattered rags.” Laxus scoffed. 

“No kidding,” Natsu smiled, as my eyebrow twitched. Glob, he was such a prick.

“Laxus what are you ding here?” Erza asked, try to push herself up

“Came to pay respects to the first Master,” He explained, “I used to be a member of Fairy tail too, ya know. I only planned to stop by Mavis’ grave so this is a big surprise.”

“I didn’t expect to run into the second guild master. I have an idea, since you’re here,” Lightning began to form around him, “Why don’t I dig a grave for you too!”

“To think Makarov would be burdened by such a pretentious grandson,” Hades mocked, “It’s a shame really.”

You could feel the magic power in the air build before Laxus shot around him, managing a few blows and throwing the old fuck across the room.

“I’m impressed, not only with your magic power, but with your courage as well. I didn’t know the boy had more than one pawn of Gildarts’ caliber.”

“That reminds me of something the old geezer used to say, ‘whenever you face a tough enemy, it doesn’t matter how strong they are. Standing up to them is what’s most important.’“ Laxus said, “Ain’t that right, Natsu?”

“Hell yea,” Natsu grinned. By now i had managed to drag myself to a still sparking cable. I put my hand around it and began sapping what energy I could. It wouldn’t be much, but it would get me on my feet.

Hades scoffed at what Laxus said, calling it the weak man’s excuse. “Let’s see what you’ve got,” He taunted.

Laxus smirked and stepped forward, “With pleasure.”

He let out a lightning dragon roar, blowing Hades back a bit, and they exchanged attacks.

Hades hit him with extremely powerful attack, but it did next to nothing. Lucky for me it went off in close proximity and I was able to siphon off quite a bit of magic power.

Laxus burst from the spell’s explosion and kicked Hades in the back of the neck, bringing his foot down hard, plowing Hades’ face into the ground.

“To think, that was only one leg.” Laxus started, “I still have the other one. And both my hands, not to mention the rest of me. If I combine them into one attack, it’d be a hell of a lot stronger than the kick that just took you down... You wanna try me?”

“You talk big, but I can’t bla- Agh!”

While Laxus distracted him, I’d managed to get on my feet, sling a web to the ceiling and swing my foot into his obnoxious face, taking some of his energy with me. I pushed off his face and land next to Laxus.

“I fucking hate when they won’t shut up.” I blew some hair out of my face, still wobbly.

“Bitch! You can’t beat me!” Hades launched at us and Laxus Charged back at him.

“Just watch me!”

After a large explosion and exchanging some heavy blows, they separated and Laxus fell to one knee.

“I knew you were full of bravado, but I didn’t expect you to fall so soon,” Hades scoffed.

“Ya know, I’ve traveled almost anywhere,” Laxus laughed, “All over this world of ours. But this is the first time I’ve ever met such a monster. I’ve got a, long way to go.”

“What are you saying!?” Natsu screamed and as I leaned against a wall, my heart clenched. He was about to try something stupid, I could feel it in the air.

“I’m glad I could help you come to that realization, Laxus was it?” Hades was still glowing with magic power. “But this is the end, prepare to die!”

My eyes widened as the spell charged.

“I realize I’m not a member of Fairy Tail anymore, but this guy took out my grandpa, so I’m allowed to take revenge, right?”

“Of course you are!” Natsu shouted.

“Just don’t get yourself killed dumb-ass!” I yelled at him.

I could see a smirk form on his face before he lit up and sent all his lightning to Natsu.

The force from the transfer sent everyone flying, pressing me up against the wall. Without even trying I absorbed some of the excess energy. As the smoke cleared I watched Laxus fall through the hole he’d made onto the deck bellow.

“Laxus!” 

Natsu lit up with lightning and became, for a short period at least, a Lightning-Flame dragon.

“An electric charge?” Hades asked.

“I gave him all my magic power.” Laxus managed.

I rolled my eyes, stupid. Effective? yes. But still incredibly stupid.

“Why did you give it to me?!” Natsu asked. “You know that I’m weaker than you! So why me? Why not Ceruli?!”

“It has nothing to do with who’s weaker or stronger. He wounded Fairy Tail’s Master,” Laxus explained, “It’s only right Someone with the guild’s emblem takes him down, and we all know you’re the one who put the most fight in for that.”

“Give him hell.”

Natsu clenched his jaw, “Okay.”

Natsu looked absolutely feral. Fire and lightning swirling around him. He let out a scream and his fists went to town on Hades’ face.

While that terrifying fight was going down, I slid down to where Laxus landed. He saw me and smiled and I had to resist the urge to smack him.

I started giving him magic energy,

“What the hell are you doing?!” He managed to grab my wrist.

“Making sure you don’t die here!” I growled, shaking his hand off. It wasn’t enough for any major spells, but it was enough that he could somewhat move his limbs.

During one of Natsu’s particularly violent attacks, I managed to put of an energy shield around us so we would get fried.

“Where’d you learn that one?” Laxus chuckled with a wince.

“Not long after we kicked the Oracion Seis’ asses.” I groaned, my magic power already running out. “Natsu had better hurry this up!”

After Natsu managed to blow a hole in the side of the ship, taking a good chunk of the island with it, Hades still got back on his feet.

“You may have knocked me down, but I’m not out.” He said as he got up. “Makarov seemed to have raise some very powerful children, despite his flawed philosophy.”

As he raised to his full height, he healed completely. The bastard even pulled out a spell he’d been keeping in his back pocket. Well... Technically it was under an eye-patch but, potato tomato.

Then he started monologue-ing! If I hadn’t been so weak I’d have slit his throat on principle. He was going on about ‘Zeref’ and primordial magic, ugh.

“He’s creating monsters from the debris!” Gray shouted.

I watched the beasts grow larger and, like everyone else, I was terrified.

But then Natsu gave a rousing speech about knowing our limits and growing stronger, and i don’t know if it was the speech or the adrenaline pumping through me, but I was ready to kick this guy’s ass. I managed to push myself to my feet and face the demons in front of me.

“LET’S GO!” Natsu yelled, and we all charged at the monsters.

One of the blasts hit the ground nest to me and I wrapped my hands around it. It hurt like hell, but I managed to siphon a LOT of magic power from it. I grabbed a web, flung it at the ceiling and used it to swing up with the rest of them.

I swung at one of the monsters, ripping through it, taking most of it’s energy. 

I was nearly pulsing with energy, but my stamina was still low, swinging took less so it was my best chance at staying in the fight.

We managed enough of a gap for Natsu to land a hard right hook.

Hades was baffled by this and the monsters began to crumble.

As they disappeared, the ground began to shake as the Tenrou tree became righted. And as the tree became whole again, our emblems started to glow, and our magic power was restored.

I went for the finishing blow, but Hades blocked me and blew me back with a hard kick to the gut. He’d completely lost his mind, that much was obvious.

“Stay back!”

I don’t know when had gotten back on his feet, but he was, and he was headed for Hades.

“Don’t touch my girl!” He punctuated his shout with a punch to Hades’ face. “Get him!”

Hades hit him with a blast of magic energy, knocking him back down, but the rest of us were already charging the lunatic.

We threw everything we had at him, and he went down again and again, til he didn’t get back up.

When it was over and the sun came up, Natsu let out a triumphant shriek, “YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! FAIRY TAIL IS THE GREATEST!!!!!”

Then of course, Happy, Carla and Lily came running up, the rest of the Grimoire Heart running after them. I was the only one with magic energy left so I went to stand but someone beat me to it.

“Stop right there!” It was Gramps and the rest of Fairy Tail, battered and bruised, but ready to fight.

I let out a sigh and fell back to my knees, not missing the glare Makarov was giving Laxus. This could get interesting.

The Lackeys of Grimoire Heart fled without a second thought, leaving us to fix up our wounded, which was everyone.

I was sat on a rock a few feet away when Makarov tore into his grandson.

“‘I’m proud of you for coming back’ IS THAT WHAT YOU EXPECTED ME TO SAY?!” He yelled, “HOW DARE YOU SET FOOT ON TENROU ISLAND AFTER I KICKED YOU OUT OF THE GUILD? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?? YOU’RE STILL EXPELLED, YA KNOW!”

“Jeez, you’re gonna have a heart attack, old man.” Laxus grumbled.

As Levy tried to calm the master down, Laxus was bombarded by a hug from the Thunder Legion. I laughed at the tearful reunion as Laxus tried to shove them off.

~~~~

Thanks to the boost from the blessing being restored, my body was able to mostly heal itself in record time, so I helped Laxus bandage up.

I didn’t say a single word, I just sat in front of him and started patching him up. It was silent for a few moments until he tried you to talk.

“So uh.. I-”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Ah jeez, not you too-”

“You almost killed yourself today, do you get that?!” I snapped. “You’re a big, dumb idiot that nearly killed himself!”

“Cerul-” He reached for my hand, but I pulled away.

“No!” I shouted, “You could have died today, Laxus! What would I do then? Huh?”

“Do you know how worried I’ve been for the past year?” I cried, “No letters! No messages! No- NOTHING to tell me whether or not you were alive!”

“I’ve been out of my mind worried! Then you show up and do something so-so... So Stupid!” I poked him in the chest, tears were streaming down my face.

“Hey, come on, come here,” He gently pulled my into his chest, “I’m sorry, I should’ve written, I just... didn’t know what to say.”

“Don’t ever do that again!” I sobbed into his chest.

“I won’t, okay? I promise.” He pulled me close and stroked my hair, “I promise I’ll never make you cry again.”

Next Part

[ustrinagenesis]

Chapter 7: A Feral Mind

“Bullet! ... Lightning! ...” Cade calls out through the echoey apartment “Darn it why won't they answer?... Bullet!, Light-" his ears catch a faint whimpering coming from upstairs “Boys?... are you okay” he swiftly trotted up the swirly staircase every stair creaked sharply with age, echoing eerily through the empty room. The air was heavy so tangible that Cade felt like he was wading through it, something was off, something was wrong. He sprinted faster up the stairs; a sharp metallic scent started to drift up his nose “ oh no" he dashed as fast as he could up into the attic “ Bu-" the air shut off in his throat, blood was splattered and spilling across the floor a nurse lay on the floor steeped in blood, Lightning sat terrified shaking and whimpering in the corner and Bullet sat at the ledge under a clouded window his .hands on his face and claws digging into the sides of his head with a look of terror and disbelief plastered on him, his maw dripping with blood.

Earlier that day...

“Bullet had a high fever this morning, I gave him medicine before I left so hopefully he has stabilized by now but can you go check on him and Lightning for me because I’m really busy right now,” Cade says with a stern and tired expression on his face while scribbling down things on documents on a large and messy pile “but sir I-" “ also can you go to the store and get something for their lunch, they haven’t eaten yet," he says cutting her off “ but-" “ Diana I know you have nothing on your timetable right now, I wrote it. Just do this now and ill give you a bonus at the end of the week. She stood there her brow furrowed and a strained obviously fake smile “hmpf- you’re lucky I’m in a good mood today” she says as she pivoted on her heel and trotted in the other direction “only for you Dens" She said as she walked out the door. Diana sighed and walked towards the vending machine down the hallway and stopped and searched her pockets for change. “Man I wish they had lunches in vending machines,” she said and sighed to herself “Well Actually something similar to that is rolling out soon," A deep voice said behind her "AAH” she swivelled round shocked to see a tall thin dark figure with light grey combed back hair and thin piercing eyes, his tall towering ears stood high to attention and the bat stood high almost regally behind her “Jesus Christ Ivoss don’t come up behind me like that, you almost gave me a heart attack,” she said clutching her chest ”Sorry Miss grant-" “Doctor” she interjected as she pressed some buttons and put some coins in the vending machine, “I overheard you wanted some lunches, well I had made some lunches for my son and his friend but it seems they had found some pizza vouchers and wanted to use those instead.” He says as Diana stared at him with a concerned expression “So, do you want them it’ll save you the trip” Ivoss said with a smile while holding up a see-through carrier bag with two lunches in cheap plastic containers, she looked at them apprehensively however she quickly realised that she was too tired to contemplate. Diana sighed and took the lunches and two juice boxes that dropped from the vending machine “Thank you Ivoss” she answered as she started to walk away “No problem Doctor Grant" Ivoss said in a quite tepid tone, however with is staple wide smile on his face.

Diana walked down the echoey hallway towards the staff elevator, the sounds of her heels clacking bouncing off the walls, that was saturated in the mid-morning sun spilling through the hallway windows. Trotting up to the elevator, Daina got out her key and slotted it into the staff elevator and rode it up to the residential area. As the elevator doors opened again she clutched the bag plopping in the two juice boxes while walking up to the library and she opened the doors and walked through the tall walled maze. The smell of old leather and parchment filled her nose, the dim warm brown light swirled throughout the old library, reflected off the sea of books, the light came from the old yellowed circle windows. The windows spotted the heights of the shelves and looked like old eyes overlooking the astoundingly large library; after a while, she navigated herself to the small parting in the shelf wall to an antique-looking door. Diana knocked hard on the old door that looked like it would shatter under a little more force and the sound ricocheted through the apartment. Diana stood there for a bit before she could hear small footsteps running down the stairs and up to the door, a small light bluish boy opened the door his excitement visibly turning to shyness once he realized it wasn’t his Grandpa “Cade wanted me to bring you lunch" she sighed and handed the bag to Lightning, he nodded at her “ill come back to check on you in half an hour” she said dryly and he nodded again in response. Afterwards, the little boy closed the door and she could hear him run upstairs to give his brother the lunch. Diana walked back through the library to the computer area and started to do a little work to pass the time, she enjoyed the muted echoes of the quiet library as it was usually quite empty and loved the rich vintage atmosphere, she could easily get lost in it and as a result she quickly became saturated in the thick classic feeling and while she worked 40 minutes flew by. Absentmindedly Diana checked her watch and put it down but quickly took a double-take as she realized the time; she quickly saved her work and logged off and swiftly went to the two boys apartment to check up on them. Once again she knocked against the rickety door however a frantic scrambling of feet came from behind the door and the door flung open revealing the same bluish boy, however pale and with a look of terror pasted across his face. Lightning flung himself at Diana grabbing at her jacket and his eyes pleaded at her in silent horror, his looks sent chills down her spine “What’s going on, what’s wrong?” she said hastily, his fear prickling wavers into her voice. Lightning just pulled at her jacket while he pointed up the winding staircase and her eyes followed but she quickly started to hear manic scuttling, scratching and crashing up the stairs that dashed across the upstairs with insane speed and ferocity. Without hesitation Diana started to dash up the stairs “Bullet!, Bullet!, Are you okay?!” She shouted up the stairs as she ran, Lightning right behind her. Diana swung open the door “B-" the sound shut off in her throat as she looked in abject terror.

Bullet stood hunched over on all fours however somehow seemingly towering over his surroundings, his crimson fur was on edge, his face curled and scrunched up, his nose flared, his mouth grimaced showing monstrous blade-like teeth. Dark unknown black liquid and viscous dark blood dripped from the dressing on his eye finally his eye, a brilliant almost glowing red with 3 strange white circles spinning in the iris, and it was staring right at her with blind fury. Bullet’s dripping maw parted slightly letting out a booming growl as he started to turn towards them stalking on all fours like a predator, snarling, as he pursued them they started to scuttle to the other side of the room and with their sudden movements Bullet’s growling became more intense; Diana startled by it tripped over onto the floor and started to scoot backwards on the floor and Bullet was now only focused on her. As Diana stared at him she could notice his fur getting darker and it seemed like his back got longer and his tail started to puff up, his lower ears started to shrink and by the time he was only a meter away he was a large black feral beast that had smoke that drifted from his nostrils and As he edged closer she started to look frantically around her for an escape. Finally, he stopped as he loomed over her still snarling as piercing red eye stared at her intensely, but suddenly in her delirious fear she dashed in the direction of a pencil to distract him with but without warning, he lunged at her going directly for her throat.

Blood sprayed across Bullet’s face causing him to recoil, he looked at Diana, a pool of blood started to form as he looked at it his fur started to shimmer and red started to come through again and he slowly started to turn back. Bullet regained his senses and he finally looked at himself he fell backwards and scurried away from the expanding pool of blood, he leaned himself against a ledge below a bright circular window in the middle of the room, his breathing became shorter and shallower, his breaths became short and gulping almost like he was drowning in the thick sharp air and his stomach started to convulse dryly as he coughed violently. Tremors drifted throughout his small body and he dug his claws into his face as he shook and a mixture of wine red liquid and a black dripped from the soaked bandage. Time seemed to come to a thundering halt, milliseconds or centuries could have passed and he wouldn’t be able to tell over the crashing of his own heart. Scorching heat spread across him as his grip on reality started to waver as the dizzying pain that spread across his core started to drift away, everything became distant and intangible, his very existence almost seemed foreign, detached, unreachable. “Bu-" The door opened.

Later that evening

Air was suffocating Bullet as he waited and his impatience was maddening. Bullet sat on a waiting room chair outside a surgery room as he tapped his fleet anxiously at the floor, holding himself tightly as he stared intensely at the floor “Are you okay?” A voice asked suddenly in front of him. Springing upwards Bullet exclaimed “AH!... where did you come from" a small black, fluffy little figure with tall towering ears and large round dark eyes stood right in front of him “Hey! If I'll be your friend will you be happy!?” The boy said with beaming excitement “Huh?” Bullet said confused “There aren’t a lot of Sover kids in the in this part of the hospital so we get lonely so we’re gonna be friends ok!” The small bat said with a bright smile “W-we?” Bullet stuttered “Hi" another unexpected voice uttered from his side “GAH!” Bullet shouted once again shocked to see another short black little figure but instead with a short greyish beak fluffy ruffled feathers everywhere except his head “Oh! I forgot!, my name is Ivory but my friend calls me Wings and this is Raver!” Wings gestured to the small Raven boy beside him “U-uh” Bullet stammered as Wings jumped up and sat beside him “Hey! Do you know why he calls me wings! Because I was born with an extra wing, but it made my other wings go bad a little bit ago so they all had to be taken away” he pointed to bandages where his wings would be. Bullet gave him a wondering gaze “Hey! Also, my dad works here in the lab and dose aneelisis on stuff, that’s a hard word" Wings said loudly; Bullet just looked at him confused at his loud and over-enthusiastic nature “So! I’m going back to the library come meet us there ok, byeee!” Before Bullet could comprehend what was going on Wings was already gone and the Raver trotted contently behind him. Bullet had to take a moment to process the barrage of information but by the time he collected his thoughts the door opened and Dr Cade Emerged from the room off to the side, he silently motioned for Bullet to come to him.

The two walked to the other side of the room and into an adjacent office where Cade sat down in a large plush swivel chair and sighed as he put his hands together and looked down sullenly Bullet immediately knew what was coming “Firstly, Dr Grant sustained quite serious injuries however because I was there so quickly she did not get any irreversible damage. The artery in her neck was grazed and she lost a lot of blood, but thankfully one of our staff knew that they had the same blood type and so they had a blood transfusion so Dr Grant is recovering. As a result, she had to have a lot of stitches in her neck.” After Cade paused Bullet gave a sigh of momentary relief “Also luckily she decided she didn’t want to press charges however, now you have to be under constant supervision.” Cade Continued “But Grandpa-“ Bullet said but was quickly cut off by Cade “Because I agree that this isn’t like you, so I will have Dr Ivoss do physical and physiological tests on you to get to the core of your issue”. After Cade finished his sentence a dark figure cantered into the room that sent shivers down through Bullet’s spine, it was the ever-smiling bat standing tall with his large hands behind him; his presence was dark and thick, practically physical and his thin sharp eyes felt like it bore straight through Bullet’s very core. “Dr Ivoss is a good friend of mine so he will also be supervising you daily” as Cade uttered those words a low unknown panic started to well up inside Bullet “Lightning will also attend just in case he is capable of the same thing” Cade gave a large sigh and got up and turned around facing a window letting in the warm afternoon sunlight. Bullet eyed Dr Ivoss warily “Grandpa I-" “Unfortunately Bullet because of the situation you’ve put us in we cannot discuss or debate it, it has already been decided. Do you understand?” Cade asked flatly "Bu-“ "NO" Cade shouted as he swung his head towards Bullet, his brow furrowed and a mix of anger, disappointment, fear and confusion flickered like flames in his eyes. Cade dropped his head and sighed turning back towards the window “Do. You. Understand?” he asked again, laboured, Bullet nodded somberly “Good” Cade pause and moved his chair to face the large window “This will become effective immediately so Dr Ivoss is ready to take you now” Cade’s words wavered as he stared out into the afternoon sky. Dr Ivoss opened the door and motioned for Bullet to follow him, Bullet opened his mouth to say something to his grandfather but no words followed only the prickling of tears at his eyes. Dr Ivoss silently led Bullet out of the room and Bullet stayed silent as he followed fighting back the tears that threatened to fall, they walked down turn after turn, making so many that it almost like spiralling through a labyrinth. Finally, they ended up at an elevator door that was crested with what looked like years of dust, rust and wear, very different to the usual elevators that looked pristine from regular cleaning; it almost looked abandoned. Ivoss put a key in and the two walked inside, as the doors creaked open Bullet became increasingly more anxious and shifty on his feet. Stale air drifted through Bullet’s nose as the door closed with a loud clunk “So uhh, where are we going?” Bullet enquired but his question was met with unchanging silence, Dr Ivoss just stared blankly into the industrial-looking metal triangle pattern in the wall. Searing shrieks of metal reverberated throughout the elevator as they started to descend; the tall bat subtlety tapped something into the level keypad and suddenly the elevator came to a shuddering halt "W-what happened, wait where are we going” Bullet asked frantically.

Two loud clicks accompanied by two violent shakes of the elevator “What’s happening!” once again Bullets questions were met with silence only this time the Doctor’s smile grew “Wh-“ The whole elevator convulsed cutting Bullet off when out of nowhere the elevator started to hurtle downwards at terrifying speeds “W-WHATS GOING ON!” Bullet shouted desperately, lights from the levels flashed through the gaps of the door “WAIT A MINUTE WHERE IS LIGHT-" before he could finish the elevator came to a thundering halt and Ivoss walked up to press the door button, instead holding it down and then bending down a little, a flickering blue light flashed out from a tiny bead on the wall wiping across Ivoss’ eye “-ning" Bullet finished as the doors opened revealing some sort of shadowy room with towering a ceiling l spotted with black metal structures and pillars making it look like a sort of sweatshop or factory. Tables were strewn throughout the large dimly lit area filled with testing tubes, chemicals, strange machines, equipment, large cylindrical tanks and right in the centre of the room stood large silver ring and right in the centre of it suspended was Lighting, restrained, held up by his arms and legs and an attachment with long wires leading up to the ceiling along his spine. “ LIGHTNING!” Bullet screamed in horror as he scrambled towards his hanging unconscious brother “I wouldn’t do that if I were you" The elevator door slammed behind them and Ivoss’ plastic grin stretched further across his face and a platform with buttons rose from the floor. A long claw from his winged arms pressed a button, various sharp-looking surgical tools rose from the ground attached to mechanical arms. Laser attachments on more mechanical arms descended from the ceiling like thin sliver spindling spiders and they pinpointed points across Lightning’s body. “Listen, kid, if you want your brother to walk away from that thing alive today I’m going to need you to do exactly as I say” the large bat stalked towards Bulle, his movements were silk-like, light like twisted royalty. Ivoss loomed over Bullet and clasped his claws around his face “I’ll let you in on a secret” he whispered mockingly “A while ago I started researching this strange substance that interwove with and manipulated Sover DNA, research that eventually hit a dead end, however suddenly it started reacting again. I wonder, do you know when that was" he sneered as he pressed a claw onto Bullet’s eye bandages “Surprise, Surprise, it was when you came along” he lifted Bullet up by the shirt “ You don’t understand the kind of breakthroughs possible with this. I will singlehandedly bring the world into a new age of evolution” Ivoss reeled back and basked in awe of himself. Bullet flailed at his grasp simultaneously terrified and infuriated “Now boy lets make a deal, you let me do my tests anytime on you without you telling anyone and I won't kill or test/torture your brother, Deal?” the dark doctor dropped his clasp on Bullet and he stood completely speechless and terrified as he scanned the room with his eyes spotting many completely dangerous machines and tools that could hurt torture or kill him, he was frozen with fear feeling completely helpless and small “Listen kid, you better decide soon or ill just kill him and do my tests on his corpse. 5...4...” Bullet panicked and the situation spun through his head violently almost making him sick “3 ...2” his bandage started to soak again with blood "On-“ “DEAL!” Bullet cut off Ivoss in desperation and fell to his knees tears streaming down his face. Ivoss gave a sharp wide almost demonic smile "Good choice kid, now let's have some fun”

To be continued