#i’m bawlin

[crystallizsch]

Trouble? You're only in trouble if you get caught. So don't let me catch you ~

uhhhhh say hi to jamil and yuusha's kid jas(mine) pt 2 (also here and here are like my only two other posts of her)

HFDDF OKAY SO - i actually had these unfinished sketches from months ago of jas as a nrc student and scarabia housewarden

this sneaky little bastard (affectionate) had never left my cranium she was just sitting idly by

im sobbing i hate jas so much (lie i love her)

jamil and yuusha still aren't supposed to have a kid so i just imagine this to be an alternate timeline for them 🤧🤧🤧

soooo info dump time ---

━━━━━━✦ scarabia housewarden nrc jas

jas has a vice-housewarden who is her childhood best friend (figuring out if i want them to be twst rajah or abu)

also thinking about if i want yuusha to be a staff member in nrc with grim or just dead during this time (why? just because)

no further info tbh, scarabia housewarden jas is just vibing

━━━━━━✦ child jas stuffs

i'm SO indecisive about her design as a toddler/preteen lowkey 😭

she was very sweet as a toddler but somewhere along the line she just became more carefree and chaotic

jas is a mama's girl but is more alike with her father than she cares to admit

octavinelle trio and heartslabyul duo + grim are like the honorary uncles (jas's favorites are floyd, ace, and grim bc they sometimes enable her with shenanigans)

even though jas has favorite uncles, najma is the favorite favorite. i imagine she's just the cool aunt

if mama yuu is "shrimpy" then jas is a "tiger prawn" (bc rajah)

jas LOVES doing people's hair including her own; would rather do them by hand rather than by magic

jamil showed jas how to breakdance once and it became ingrained in her personality ever since

(there's probably still more about her that i'm forgetting but this is it for now)

━━━━━━✦ bonus future jamiyuu stuff because i miss them

jamil took yuusha's last name surprise surprise (if they get married)

i imagine after nrc they'd be travelling together actually, not necessarily settling down

(i'm REALLY not 100% on them settling down and having a kid but i still love jas a lot so im so conflicted) (that's why aus exist 😔✨)

(and if hypothetically they do settle down i think yuusha being staff in nrc with grim + maybe jamil who travels for work (or being a house husband??? maybe they alternate roles) can be adorable ideas)

━━━━━━✦ (i also had this thing that i never posted about that one trope of a fankid finding themselves in nrc bc of portal/time/mirror shenanigans)

(jamil found both of them asleep somewhere and refuses to wake them up)

also some bonus tidbits about this scenario with them:

💜: Is she a family member of yours? How'd she get here?

🐍: I have never seen that child in my life before now. And there's no way I could have missed news about a new relative of mine.

💜: You know how ridiculous it sounds if she's related to me. I'm not from here. She even looks more like you!

🐍: Jas has the same color of eyes as you. Didn't you tell me she mistook you for her mother?

💜: ...Yeah, but I don't like what you're implying.

🐍: Well, I'm not exactly happy with this either.

they're just both in denial of the implication of this child existing and neither of them is saying it out loud.

and the angst/wholesomeness(???) of jamil asking jas's full name and hearing that she has her mother's last name instead of his

eventually they grew attached (unfortunately) until somehow they send jas home to her original timeline

and then they finally have a real conversation about what all that was about

anyways thank you for reading if you've made it this far;;; end tweet

[lyriumsings]

idk if its like awareness but like when everyone looks like they belong on a runway or movie set. everyone always looks so put together (things i aspire to)

DJSJS crYIN thank you you’re so kind i’m die

[rosereign]

I finished genesis and it’s mostly about men’s lies!!!!!! When will it stop!!!!

[wayvsphantom]

ADVICE IS WHY HES THE GREATESF PERFORMER OF ALL TIMW

[tarrynightss]

heyyyy 😻💗 (girls before requesting the nastiest shit)

ok so sukuna fcking reader (fem preferably but can be gn too) so hard just she doesnt feel pleasure it hurts, like shes not crying shes BAWLIN' her eyes out, shes begging for him to stop and then she actually cant cum she just shakes and shakes and then hes actually stopping like a cute aftercare with him reader just cries in his arms (a little) because it hurts.

(ovbiously only if you are ok with it)

thankss 💗

Heyyy 🤭 Oh hell yeah I’m down, a nice caring moment with Sukuna.

Tags: Smut, rough sex, hint of dacryphilia, stopping sex because of pain, comfort, aftercare

Pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader

Your hands balled in the sheets in front of you, your back arching as Sukuna fucked into you from behind in wet slaps. The strength of his thrusts would’ve shoved you forward if it wasn’t for his hands firmly holding you in place, high pitched moans spilling from your lips as pleasure built inside you. His cock hits perfectly every time.

Sukuna shifts to have one hand grip onto your hair, harshly pulling you up till your back almost reaches his chest. The new angle makes him slide deeper, causing him to growl against your neck. The sensation of his hot breath followed by his teeth digging into the soft skin makes your eyelids flutter, lost in it till a sharp thrust pulls you out. You try to shake off the sting you felt, but as he continues thrusting harshly into you, it happens over and over again, stealing the breath from your lungs.

“S-Sukuna,” you whimper out, one hand weakly moving back to push at his hips.

It feels like he’s going uncomfortably deep, making you grit your teeth whenever he bottoms out with a loud slap. The sharp pain has tears form in your eyes, squeezed out when he tugs at your hair fast and hard. The cry you let out doesn’t sound too out of place, only managing to spur Sukuna on as he bites down on your neck till you’re sure a delicate bruise is blooming there. You try to shift the position slightly, but he holds you too firmly, and more and more tears flow from your eyes till your chest is heaving. Your pussy throbs painfully, all traces of pleasure gone as you can only feel the pain now.

“S-shit,” you shake in his grasp as you try to form words, your lips wobbling. You’re full on sobbing now, but not from the usual intense pleasure.

Sukuna is completely oblivious to your pain, lost in the haze of his own pleasure and not noticing anything out of the ordinary yet.

“Stop!” The words burst from your mouth. “Stop please, Sukuna!”

You feel him freeze against you for a second, his body going rigid before he quickly pulls out of you. His hand lets go of your hair and he swiftly puts you on your knees on the bed, his features warped by worry.

“What happened? Are you hurt?”

You’re still heaving, fat tears falling from your eyes as you try to catch your breath. Not getting an answer from you, he carefully spreads your folds with his fingers, examining if he can see any injuries or blood. He relaxes slightly when he notices none, but still there’s something obviously wrong for you to react this way. He lays down on the bed and pulls you against him, making you lay on your side and cuddle up against his chest.

His hand strokes over your hair, shushing you gently. “Breathe, my sweet, you need to breathe.”

It takes a few more minutes of crying in his arms until slowly, you start calming down, the pain still present but now more of a dull throb. You wipe a hand over your face, embarrassment heating it as you realize how badly you freaked out.

“S-Sorry. Sorry, I didn’t mean to panic that badly,” you mumble out.

Sukuna quirks an eyebrow at you, his arm wrapping tighter around your waist. “I don’t care about that. Are you alright?”

You testingly squeeze your thighs together, relieved to find that the pain doesn’t get worse when you do. You nod. “Yeah, I think so. I’m not sure what happened, but somehow it really hurt when you changed positions.”

He hums as he takes in your words, a contemplative look on his face. “I see.”

A silence blooms between the two of you, and you interpret it as him being displeased. You bite your lip before springing to your knees, your hand sliding teasingly over his bare chest. “I can go again now. It’s fine.” You form a sheepish smile on your face despite the still present throbbing between your legs.

A deep frown etches its way onto his face at that, and he slightly sits up. “No, it’s not. I like seeing you cry on my cock but not because you’re hurting, so lay down.”

Sukuna is never one to mince words, making you feel both more embarrassed and relieved that he’s not expecting you to go again. When you lay down, he’s on you in a matter of seconds, pressing a kiss against your lips before trailing his mouth further downward, keeping eye contact with you as he does so.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles the words against your flesh over and over again as he trails from your chin down to your stomach. It’s a rarity to hear him say it once, nevermind so many times in a row.

The kisses aren’t heated like they usually are when he moves down your body like this, instead intensely gentle. You watch with wide eyes as he stops right at your mount, giving the plush flesh a long, loving kiss before apologizing again. Your heart flutters in your chest, all negative emotions swiftly fading as you watch him. When he moves back up your body, he kisses you again, cupping your face in his hands.

His intense red gaze pierces yours as he holds you. “What do you need? Say it and you’ll have it.”

You know he means it. You could say the most ridiculous thing out there right now and he’d stomp out to make it happen.

Your smile widens, sliding a hand through his soft hair. “Maybe we can take a bath? It still hurts a bit and maybe the warmth can help.”

He nods and swiftly picks you up, making you giggle as he carries you to the bathroom like royalty. Sukuna makes sure everything is how you like it, sitting behind you to function as your pillow as he watches some bathbomb fizz and color the water a deep shade of purple. He doesn’t get all of this necessarily, but that doesn’t matter. As long as you’re getting comfortable, then he’s satisfied, resting his chin on the top of your head and massaging your lower stomach gently with his fingers.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Partners in Crime 5

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Lloyd Hansen, Lee Bodecker

Summary: you’re left reeling after your divorce but the chaos has only begun. (short!reader)

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

The chamomile doesn’t help you sleep. The crisp chill that had you shivering upon your arrival is replaced by the suffocating heat of the bodies on either side of you. Lee snores, an arm under your head, as Lloyd snorts now and then, his hand resting on your hip only to drag away as he shifts unconsciously. Their bare torsos remind you of your own sparse clothing. 

You think of getting up and trying the door but you know it’s locked. You watched them scan their fingerprints to secure it. That’s even scarier than them. The careful preparation in every inch of this place says more than they ever can. 

You wade between paralysis and sniveling. You’re so overwhelmed in the futility of your situation that you can’t quite process it all. Who are these men and how did they find you? Why would an officer of the law do something like this? 

As you wallow in the pit growing ever deeper around you, you can’t help but think you deserve this. There just must be something about you that draws in the worst type of people. Then your mind swings to the only person who ever really cared. The only person who was ever nice to you. Your grandma. 

You just wanted to get her something nice. Even if it was a bit of a splurge, you thought it would be sweet. You can never fully pay her back but you wanted to try. Just for once. 

Your sniffles grow to shaky sobs. You roll over and pull the pillow over Lee’s arm. You bury your face in it and let the horror take over. You hiccup and heave. You’re trapped here forever. You spent all your strength with your ex-husband. You fought your way out but you can’t do it again. 

Even if you did get out, how could you ever live a real life? You’d just expect another man to come along and ruin your life. It’s so much easier to accept that you’re not meant to be happy. You’re insignificant. You’re nothing. Maybe you’re doing the world a favour by disappearing. 

There’s a soft hush and a brush down your shoulder. Lee shifts closer, pulling his arm out as he pets your head. He urges you close to him and cooes. “Whatsa matter, honey? You have a bad dream?” 

He makes you turn to him and your tears spill hotly down your face. You wipe your nose and babble. “I’m never gon-na s-s-see her again.” 

“Mmmph,” Lloyd garbles behind your back as Lee caresses behind your ear. 

“Who, darlin’?” He asks. 

“Gr-gran-grandma,” you gurgle. “I was—was buying her—a pres—ent.” 

“Aw, darlin’, we never said that, did we? Sure ya can see her again. Once you prove to us you’re ready for that,” he coaxes and pulls you closer. Your body quakes violently. “Now ya calm down, you’re gonna hurt yourself.” 

“What the hell is all that?” Lloyd grumbles and taps your bottom with his knuckles. 

Lee reaches around you and swipes his hand away, “don’t be mean to the girl. She’s just havin’ a hard night.” 

“I’ll give her a hard night.” Lloyd snickers and rolls onto his side, crushing you between him and the sheriff. “How about it, honey buns? I know just the way to get that tension out.” 

“No, you stop that. Ain’t makin’ it no better.” Lee waves him away and draws you to his side of the bed as he lays back. He guides your head down to his chest as you curl up against him. You don’t dare resist. He seems the safer option, at least for now. 

“Oh, fuck off. Why are you playing teddy bear with her? She knows why she’s here. The way she’s bawling, she definitely knows.” Lloyd’s figure is just discernible in the dark. 

“Please,” you beg. 

“Like I said, we just wanna take care of ya. No needa be scared. And we can be patient. Don’t pay no mind to him. He got a big mouth but he’s same as me. Just wants you nice and cozy.” 

“I mean, come on, anything’s a step up from the last jerk off.” 

“Shut up!” Lee snarls so sharply you whimper. Then Lloyd’s words register and you flinch again. 

“The last... how do you know?” 

“You was mentionin’ your ex,” Lee says. You feel his heart pumping. “Of course, you would leave him if he was a meanie, huh? Nice girl like you. Bet you’re real loyal and sweet. No kinda man be treatin’ you bad, not if they’re a man at all.” 

“Fuck sweet talker.” Lloyd scoffs and the bed moves with his weight. “Well, you two love birds keep it down unless you’re gonna start fucking. I’m beat.” 

“What?” You squeak. 

“Watch your language ‘round the lady,” Lee girds. “Now, honey, like I said, patience. We’ll ease ya in. I said you gotta show you’re ready to see your granny, didn’t I? Well, we gotta prove ourselves too, don’t we?” He rocks you and pets your shoulder, “first, you needa sleep. Ain’t ya tired?” 

“Yes, sir,” you answer and nod, wiping your face your with your palm. 

“So you relax,” he hugs you snugly. “I got ya.” 

You close your eyes. Only because you can’t do anything else. Only because your head pounds and your body sinks. You’re exhausted. You’re spent. Sleep will do you well. Sleep will get you to the morning when you can try to figure this all out. 

You settle in and feel a tickle up your back. Lloyd purrs as he strokes along your spine and you shiver. He moves closer, once more trapping you between them both. You murmur and Lee hushes you again. 

“Relax, you’re hogging all the blankets,” Lloyd sneers and stretches his arm across your bodies. He nestles his hand along your stomach and wiggles against you. You feel something. Something hard. 

“Don’t be messin’ around,” Lee warns. “Sleep.” 

“Yeah, yeah, no one said you were the boss,” Lloyd plays with a fold in your nightie. 

“No, but I’m damn tired. So, settle down and leave her sleep.” 

“I’m tired too, jeez,” Lloyd argues. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be gentle. For tonight.” 

Lee sighs and Lloyd snickers. You keeps your eyes sealed and shudder again. Please, just go away. Just fade into the dark. Sleep, sleep, sleep. 

[the-laughing-lunatic]

hii! hope it’s not too much trouble, but maybe reader x scout, reader x engie, and reader x sniper - (established relationships with the mercs and reader) the reader doesn’t seem to be very happy lately - something bad that happened earlier in the week must’ve reminded reader of their past. (i really like your posts btw, you’re genuinely a really good writer)

(ahhhhh thx sm! I tried to make it as vague as possible so I hope you like it. Thx for requesting! p.s. I'm workin thru the rest of rqs soon bc school is wrapping up, so rqs may be back open soon :3)  

Scout, Engie, and Sniper w/ a reader who was reminded of their past (ROMANTIC)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 

☆Scout☆

He feels like something’s off, but doesn’t know what

He wants to try to talk to you about it, ask if you’re alright and everything but he’s never been one for initiating that kind of emotional talk

When he finds you crying in your room though, he feels his heart break that he didn’t help you before

He scoops you up in his arms. “H- hey, doll, why’re you cryin’? Was it something I said?”

(He can’t help but still be a little insecure, you’re the first person he’s dated after all and he wants to do everything right for you)

If you don’t want to talk about it he’ll hold you and go on about how much he loves you so you don’t have to deal with silence

“You’re so perfect, doll, it kills me to see you like this, y’know, watchin’ tears roll down that pretty face of yours. Wish ya never felt the need to cry baby, I love you so goddamn much-”

Yeah he’s crying too, he can’t help it

If you do tell him he’d listen intently

He’d try to make you laugh so you’d stop crying, humor is his coping mechanism and he kinda projects it on you, sorry if that’s not your thing :/

He’ll make sure to give you plenty more affection a while after, youre getting spoiled as hell

☆Sniper☆

He’s not the best with emotions and all that jazz (he has the autism)

But when he finds you crying outside it hits him that something’s wrong

He sits next to you and places his hand on your shaking figure. 

“You okay darl?”

“No.”

“Would you like a hug dear?”

“Please.”

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you tight to him, barely any space between the two of you.

He rubs circles into your back until your crying has settled down. “...you wanna talk about it now, love?”

If you don’t he’ll stay with you and idly trace shapes into your hand, letting you cry it out

If you do tell him he’ll nod empathetically “Oh, love,” he sighs, tilting your chin up to look at the night sky above you two

“Think ‘bout it this way. All those stars up there? The light we see from em’ now is from ages ago, but the actual bloody stars have completely different light.  And jus’ because we can see the light, don’t actually mean that it’s here anymore. Bugger, I’m shit at metaphors. Point is, that’s in the past, an’ even though you might think ‘bout it sometimes its still in the past. And I love ya.”

☆Engineer☆

Notices something’s off immediately, he’s a smart guy after all

Once you two are alone he’ll place a hand on your shoulder and ask you “Are you alright?” in that sweet voice that just makes you burst out into tears

Pats your back and hugs you as you cry “Shh, it’s alright sugar, it’s alright. You wanna talk about it?”

If you don’t want to he’ll scoop you up in his arms (but I’m taller than- yes. He can pick you up too) and get you some warm food

“Y’know, my momma said that a good hot meal is the best after bawlin’ your eyes out. We don’t exactly got anything you’d call a meal right now, but I can fix you up some toast with cinnamon if you'd like, honeybee.”

If you do tell him he’ll reassure you that everything okay

“Honey, I know the past ain’t really ever somethin’ that leaves, but you gotta remember things are alright right now. Stuff from back then can’t getcha, sure it hurts sometimes but you gotta remember things are good right now. And I’m here for you.”

Gives you so many kisses

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 

[bychilli]

not me bawlin over the Norton fic😭 my heart is so weak for that man.

and the tenderness you expressed between him and the reader had my heart so enraptured, very beautiful fic indeed :')💜

this makes me smile so much, thank you! i’m seriously soo happy you enjoyed it 🥺

i can tell you that this is the first of many more i’ll be writing of him. really really excited to share more with every single one of you

x

[harringtons-cupid]

So they say that you meet some people and they stay in your life for a long time 🖤❤️

Whether it be through their writing, their art or simply talking. Thank you for welcoming me into your world, here’s to you ❤️

@oo0lady-mad0oo @roguemetalmaster13 @corrodedcoffinchrissy @urlbitchin @jonathansonlysweetheart @hoppersprincess @noirgoths@eddiemunsonwillbethedeathofme @joejoequinnquinn @mentalparadox8 @misha-bawlins @livingof-love @thefreakofhawkins86 @choke-me-joey @fvk0fff @sweet-villain @eddiemunsons-missingnipple

(I’m sorry if I missed anyone 😩)

[xxoxobree]

I think its because people were complaining about how in some fics folks make miles g some kind of bawlin sugar daddy that sends his s/o thousands of dollars which is kinda weird cause hes 15 and no realistic 15 yr old has that kind of money unless they're born in like, the Kardashians 😭 I mean its one thing if hes like older but for a teenager nah

The director compared his situation to growing up in the 80s crack pandemic but I don't neccesarily think its to where he's dirt poor and can't afford to eat to where he has to steal and shit 😒 ngl its kinda like how people made up headcanons that og miles steals paint supplies 😭 like where do people come up with this stuff??

We barely know anything about Miles G yet

Exactly like y’all are pulling stuff out of your ass at this point.

I don’t like sugar daddy Miles G either but I’m not writing or thinking about him as some starving child. It’s also pushing very racist stereotypes of black people, that this fandom seems to cross a lot.

I get it it’s your head canon whatever but be realistic with the shit please some things are actually canon and definite an Miles having enough to eat is one of those things.

[flowercrowngods]

i was tagged by the most wonderful @bethespark to do a wip folder ask game, but i literally only have one WIP (and it’s all i ever talk about) because if i don’t finish something, it dies. i used to have a few WIPs in the witcher fandom, but those days are over lmao.

you know the drill: post the names of all the files in your WIP file folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.

time travel au

not like i need an excuse to ramble about this, but hmu if you want more snippets or whatever lmao.

i wish i had more wips. i wish i had more words. but i’m gonna be kind to myself and admit that the fact i actually have a wip in this fandom is a bit of a miracle in itself. it’s enough.

tagging, without pressure or expectations — and i know this has been going around so idk who did this already: @thefreakandthehair @withacapitalp @waywaychuck @misha-bawlins @zerokrox-blog and everyone who sees this and wants to ramble about their wips — seriously, if you’re a writer and want to ramble about your wips or share snippets, feel free to do it and tag me, i’d love that 🤍

[bajibitch]

Chaos Ensues. Souya

Summary: You stop in a town that’s in shambles and upset Souya.

After traveling for hours, trying to make your way home, you grow restless. Usually, you were met with an unexpected adventure but this trip was less eventful. You didn't have to save someone from a life-threatening creature, helping someone find a missing heirloom would be enough to make the trip worthwhile. As if your wish came true, your horse stops at the entrance of a destroyed town.

Houses were blown apart, and debris from the damage was scattered across the dirt roads. The stores were empty as if the looters found value in every bit they had, the owners cleaning up the mess of glass and ashes left behind. Doctors were stretched thin trying to get to as many people as possible, but of course in the end they could only help so much with the little supplies left. You knew it wasn't your fault but felt insensitive for wishing for someone else's misfortune.

“Excuse me, sir!” You called out to a random man walking around, his clothes were messy and his face had a few bandages. If he had gotten caught in the event it didn't seem to affect him with the way he casually strolled through the mayhem chewing on his cheek. Since he wasn't doing much you assumed he wouldn't mind having a conversation. He stood with his hands in his pockets waiting for you to speak. “What happened here?”

“I'm not sure myself, it was an attack but the people were strange. We had good soldiers that were trained by retired knights but none of them were able to stop the raiders. They moved fast and even when they were pierced they weren't fazed by the swords, it was unnatural.“ His eyes were empty as he thought back to the raid. “When Souya got back from visiting his brother, we thought this would cause him to throw a tantrum but he's just doing what he can to help us restore the town to the way he left it.” Your eyes widened hearing the name, why would someone like him be staying in a place like this, surrounded by people like yourself? Was he planning to recreate his brother's House of Horror?

“Has worse things happened here? Why wasn't he upset seeing this if he has a home here? I don't live here but the sight alone is enough to get me heated if it doesn't have me bawlin’.” You wondered if he planned the invasion but that would be ridiculous since he gets nothing but carnage from the attack, unless he enjoyed the people’s suffering.

“No, this was the first time we dealt with this kind of situation. I’m surprised he isn't doing worse to the people who did this, but maybe he's in shock like some of the villagers.”

“Oh please, the man will curse you out when you add a pinch of sugar more than he asked for in his tea, if he cared about any of us he would've given those raiders the hell he raises on us.” A woman with green and hazel eyes argued with her fist balled. She had on a dark blue dress with an apron tied around her waist, storming out of what used to be a bakery. “Ever since he got here things have been getting worse.”

“Hmm, that seems like an exaggeration. Don't you agree, Peregrine?” Souya stared at the man beside you.

“Stacci’s just upset since we lost our home, she's concerned about our finances since everything either burned in the unnatural fire or got stolen. My sister didn't mean to offend you, sir.” Peregrine no longer held a poker face, his lips turned to a fake smile as he spoke with him.

“I'm not offended, I know this is frustrating for everyone. That's why we need to work together. The quicker you guys help those around you, the faster we can get things back to normal.” The siblings took his warning and left to clean up the mess. His eyes locked on you and you thought back to the encounter with his brother. Even if you wanted to run from him, it was too late.

“They said you visited Nahoya, how was it?” Your voice was steady but your heart raced as you stood in front of him empty-handed. You left your weapon on your horse and she was currently eating grass near the town entrance, you were praying he didn't have a problem.

“He said he’s going to have fun draining you once he catches you, I don't think you should go back there for some time. Not until he finds a new target that intrigues him the way you did.” His voice was soft, but you knew not to let it fool you. “It was funny seeing him like that, he was embarrassed to get beaten by someone of your kind.”

“I wouldn't say beaten, it was more of outsmarting him since he can be a bit cocky.” You didn't expect Souya to laugh as much as he did, but it helped you loosen up.

“What brought you out here? Are you running errands for Manjiro’s grandfather again?”

“I never ran errands for him, I just brought him stuff from my trips because it's an excuse for me to see him often. Why are you staying in this town instead of living with your brother?”

“Because he wants a different environment. I'm sure you noticed how he likes having all his meat bags in one place.” The name made you shudder, you knew it was their way of living but it still made you uncomfortable. “I rather live in a town amongst them where they act like themselves.”

“So you're feeding on them?”

“No, I care about them so I don't drain them and leave them for dead, I take what I need from the people who aren't from here. If I was eating them the town would be in shambles.”

“But it is.”

“Because of someone else.”

“Hmm, well, why did you guys get attacked?”

“I have enemies and they know if I'm around they can't do much, so I guess this was their way of trying to get back at me. It sucks, but I can fix this place up and deal with them later so it doesn't happen again.” His eyes emitted a glow as he stared at the destruction in front of him. You’d hate to be on the receiving end of his anger. He cleared his throat and turned back to you. “Not everything was ruined, you can stay at the inn for the night if you plan on sticking around.”

~

After a simple breakfast of toast and fruit, you went through the town helping them clean up the damages, and surprisingly things were going faster than you expected. Peregrine and Stacci were fixing up the outside of the bakery, they looked better than before.

“How’d you guys manage to get the furniture so quickly?” It looked beautiful, the cozy setup made it easy to forget about the ashes and scorched walls. A few people were already settled in eating some of the goods; they looked happy.

“Souya gave it to us. Even when the town fell asleep he was still fixing the place up, he can be restless once his mind is set on the goal.” Stacci stood back watching her brother finish placing the sign above the entrance.

“I'm surprised he didn't help us last, with that mouth of yours you could've gotten hurt.” Peregrine jumped down from the ladder and started putting the tools away. His face was unreadable like before, but the tone of his voice showed he was bothered.

“I was just frustrated, he even said it himself.”

“I was too but I didn't put our life in danger. You got lucky, if it was any other day you would've gone missing.”

“I'm allowed to react negatively when my family business burns down Peri!” She huffed, crossing her arms and turning her back to him.

“You can, but don’t come crying to me when you're another missing person.” Stacci breaks away in tears, going into the shop and you shake your head.

“That was nasty. For your sake, I hope that doesn't happen. You can care about her without being a jerk.” He shrugged his shoulders but you knew he would crumble if his sister were to vanish.

“I didn't care about her being upset. I hated that she added the lies about Souya when we know how he gets.” He sat on the bench placed in front of the store and you followed. “He isn't a mean person until he feels like someone is going against him, so when she made it seem like it was an everyday disturbance it could've looked like she was on their side and not his.”

“What would've happened if she was?”

“He’d take her away like he does the others. Every few months someone makes him mad and he loses his temper. He destroys the person's home or whatever's around him, then drags them out of town. They never come back.”

“And he does this over petty squabbles.”

“Souya can be a nice person but his mood changes when he thinks someone's trying to go against him. He takes it as the person being ungrateful even though he’s made plenty of contributions to improve our lives. No matter how old they are, or how long they've stayed here, he bans them for his peace of mind.”

“Does the person try to reach out to their families once they're gone?”

“No, and it's strange because some of the people that were banned lived here for their entire life. You’d think they’d try to call their friends to catch up, but they don't. It's like something bad happens and whatever it is I don't want Stacci to share the same fate.”

“I’ll ask around for pictures of the missing people. If I come across them during my travels I can ask them what happened once they were alone with him. Souya probably threatened them aft-.” You felt a strong presence and by the way Peregrine froze, you knew Souya was beside you.

“What’re you doing?” He growled in your ear.

“Asking questions, to know more about the town.”

“Liar, you're only tryna make things worse, like you did to Nahoya!” His voice was getting higher, almost near that of a child's.

“That's not true, I just wanted to help.”

“No you don't! You want to cause problems for us. That's why you're making Peregrine uncomfortable, trying to turn him against me. I saw it!”

“That’s not what I was doing but I'll leave if it makes you feel better.” You didn't want to have another battle, especially when Souya seemed a bit unstable. Besides, you could ask around about the missing people and get answers.

“No! You wanted to help!” Your movement is constricted and suddenly it feels as if you're no longer in control of your body. “So you can’t leave till you're done fixing the town.”

No one around could tell that he was manipulating you like a puppeteer. They smiled watching you go through cleaning up the debris and building up homes. Some even spoke to you and to your surprise, Souya had you speaking back fluently. By the time he was done having you complete his task, it was nightfall. When he released you from his control your body dropped to the ground. Your arms, legs, feet, everything was sore and you were exhausted from going on for so long without sustenance.

“You can leave, but don't come back if you plan on creating problems.”

“Why would I come back?” You raised your upper half, supporting yourself on your arms to look up at Souya. “Why would anyone want to stay here when you're controlling them?”

“I'm not controlling everyone, they do what they want.”

“Until it upsets you, right? So what, did you run the missing townspeople into the ground? They disagreed with your decisions and you took their free will?”

“It got the point across. They rarely go against me these days and the town gets what it needs. When they listen to me things go well. I'm helping them.”

“No, you're not. You‘re making them play out their lives how you see fit. This isn't what they used to do before you got here.”

“Before I got here, this place was in shambles. Just a broken-down town that people passed through during their trips. Nothing special. Now it thrives as one of the best places to visit. You can be upset about how it happened, but I did good for them.” He left you where you laid and soon after Peregrine was kneeling beside you. He carried you back to his home and prepared a room for your stay.

~

Even though you were still aching from the hard labor, you were up early packing your supplies onto your horse. There wasn't anything for you to do, the town was fixed, and with Souya being present there won't be any vicious attacks. You’d only come back after finding the missing family members to see what all he's really been doing, there’s no way he stopped at controlling them. As your horse began to trot, the reins are pulled and she stops shaking her head as she neighs.

“What Souya?” He was holding onto the reins since he figured you'd be bold enough to leave while he was talking.

“I know I said you could leave but now that I'm not angry, I want to apologize for using you. I could've hurt you, pushing you past your limits like that. I won't do it again.”

“If you mean it then I could consider forgiving you, but you should apologize to the others too.”

“No, I’m apologizing to you because I wanted things to be different. I thought we’d end up being friends since the others like you. Also, you're important to Mansaku and I don’t know if he’ll take offense to me doing that.” Your eyes rolled hearing the explanation.

“If they aren't just meat bags to you then why can't you show humility? It's one thing if you were doing it to get food or stop them from hurting you, but you're doing it for personal gain.” For a moment he was quiet, looking at you with a blank stare.

“What if they hate me?” The question caught you off guard. You didn't think someone like him cared about the opinions of people like you. “I don't wanna find somewhere else to stay when I put a lot of effort into making things better.”

“If they hate you then you can try to make up for it by treating them better. Once they see that you've changed they’ll start to trust you again.”

“Can you go with me? I don't know what I’d do if things go bad.”

“...sure.” His hand dropped to his side and he walked with you back to the town.

Whispers were going around when the two of you walked toward the plaza. Peregrine must've shared what happened to you with some of the townsfolk because as you stood on the large fountain you noticed the scared looks in the crowd. Even though they had their theories, maybe they never thought it could be this strange. Despite the uneasiness, Souya called for their attention and took a breath before speaking.

“I’m sorry for mistreating you guys and hurting you when I got frustrated with the conversation. It was wrong for me to control your body and threaten to take your free will if you wanted something different. I did some good by helping the town thrive, but it means nothing when everyone’s uncomfortable with my behavior. I can't prove it until there's an instance where I'm upset, but no matter how annoyed I get, I won't do that to you guys again. Can you forgive me?” The whispers grew once more as they turned to one another, unsure of what they should say.

“What about the missing villagers? You took some of our family members and for all we know they could be dead. If we forgave you, would you bring them back, even if they got banned from something you deemed treasonous?” Everyone looked at the woman and back at Souya murmuring in agreement.

“I’ll bring back the ones that are alive, but I fed on the ones that went against me countless times. It was easier to get rid of them at the moment, rather than go back and forth. Most of your family members should be fine though.”

The people grew scared, and upset and started shouting the words monster and cannibal. They screamed about how they wanted him gone and began to throw things at him. He looked at you as if he wanted to say he knew this would happen. You say his name, pity evident in your voice because they were right to be upset about what he's done. There was nothing you could do to save him, not that you would. His eyes shined a bright blue as the noise grew louder and there was a blur of red, you're surrounded by screams trying to catch a glimpse of the being moving around you but it passes by with haste. When the dust clears you’re stunned to see the torn bodies on the ground.

“Did you expect them to accept you after you said you ate their families? Why’d you kill them? You said you wouldn’t hurt them any more!”

“I know but since they only saw me as a monster, they wouldn’t be able to move forward. They would only live in fear when they saw me, you know that.”

“So now what?”

“I’ll clean up the town and get rid of all their belongings. When everything is fixed, I’ll bring back the people I kept in my home and used for errands out of town. Together we can start over and make something new.”

“But they’ll hate you for killing their families?”

“Only you know, and because you wouldn’t want them to suffer the same fate, you won’t tell them. I’ll let them know that the village was raided when I left and no one survived.”

You were standing still while he cleaned up the mess around you. This was never going to be a feeling you got used to, realizing how easy it is for vampires to do heinous things to humankind without hesitation. Would things have been better if you didn't stop to help?

[cryptid-on-a-string]

how am I supposed to be Ballin when I’m too busy Bawlin

[saraiisstanky]

I’m loving your fic

You were able to implement an entire kid and still make the characters as they really are, I usually don’t like reading the same story with one element different but yours is truly amazing

The reason why Neil had Milo is exactly in his character, he is not the best parent and that feels just right even if it’s not good. Andrew’s and the rest of the foxes reaction to Neil having a kid are just right too, everyone in that place is broken and Neil is too, but even with all of that he decided to have a kid and everyone will judge him for it and they should, but they understand him

Milo is an incredible kid and exactly what I would imagine of Neil’s son, I like fics where Andrew and Neil adopt kids but Neil having a biological kid even before meeting Andrew feels sooo good, Milo grew up also running and has seen so many bad things and will see so many others

As I already said I’m loving your story and your view of the characters, just thought that it would be cool to let you know how much I appreciated you sharing it

I’m so happy I’m out here bawlin like a baby😭💕

Thank you soooo much!!!😭💕💕💕

I try my best to keep the characters in character and I usually am awkward about making characters who interact in canon but I’m so glad y’all like my fic and my character I appreciate y’all 💕💕💕

[mockerycrow]

it's from the twitter acc @CODW2Informer, so I'd hope it's official, but idk

it’s not on the official cod page so i’m praying it’s fake because as much as it would be cool for them to take the OG route, I’d still be bawlin my goddamn eyes out 😭😭

[thxnks4themrms]

I’m boutta start bawlin