#ill never stop yelling about this show get used to it everyone

[lizzie-queenofmeigas]

Imagine being Helaena Targaryen (show version)

You are raised mostly by governesses and maids and sometimes your mother comes spent time with you and sits by your side. You don't get her, she stresses you and her presence makes you feel uncomfortable. It's not her fault that you feel like that, but she always has that energy around her that makes you feel on edge. So you back away when she tries to touch you, afraid she may pass that energy on to you.

You like bugs and insects, your mother says it's not proper so she forces you to leave them behind and focus on prayer and sewing. You hate it.

You have three brothers, but you aren't particularly close to them. Your older brother is bad, he too makes you uncomfortable, but he doesn't like you either so you stay away from each other. Your younger brother is obsessed with dragons, so much so that he tries to bond with your own dragon and take her from you. You know his obsession will only bring bad things. Your youngest brother is away, he has been away forever, by now you only know his name. You have an elder sister, she is the heir, you are happy for her, but you never talk her. The one time you tried your mother yelled at you, it hurt your ears, your head. So you don't try anymore, but sometimes she smiles at you.

You have two nephews, Rhaenyra's sons, they are just a little bit younger than you and they are kind. Your older brother often plays with them and uses them as weapons against your younger brother. It won't end well, Aemond is not the forgiving type nor the reflective type.

Your mother is mean, she is in pain so she wants everyone to be in pain too, it makes you sad. Your sister leaves the Red Keep and it somehow becomes a colder place.

Your aunt dies away in Essos so you and your family go to Driftmark for the funeral. The uncle you don't remember laughs at the eulogy for his wife. It wasn't really for his wife, it was for your nephews and your sister. You know high valyrian, you learned some from the maesters and most from your father. Your brothers aren't very good at it so they don't catch it.

When night falls everything changes. As you predicted, the obsession your brother had with dragons leads to nowhere good. He went to claim the dragon of your dead aunt without permission, he got into a fight with your nephews and cousins, his eye is gone.

He called your nephews bastards and even without an eye he laughs at the memory. You know that the word is bad and that your mother keeps saying it over and over again. You don't understand, Ser Laenor says they are his sons, so why does she insist they aren't? It's stupid and you want to say how stupid it is, but you won't because your mother will yell at you of slap you as she does Aegon. Your older brother says everyone can see it, but it's not true because you can't. It stresses you.

Your mother grabbs a dagger and charges to kill your nephew, everyone screams and you cover your ears. It feels as if they are bleeding. Rhaenyra stops your mother and ultimately nothing happens.

Your grandfather is Hand again. It's bad, you can tell by Lord Beesbury's face. And you know is bad, because he wants you to marry Aegon. Your father falls ill, he barely moves from the bed. There are whispers that say your uncle may kill your grandfather if he returns to the Keep. You pray for him to do so, but he doesn't.

Rhaenyra marries your uncle far away in Dragonstone and you are happy for them, you want to write to them and congratulate them. Your mother yells at you when she sees your letter and burns it. You want to scratch her eyes, but you don't because she will yell and hit you.

When you first bleed your mother marries you to your older brother. You are thirteen and in that same year you fall pregnant with twins. You want to write to Rhaenyra and ask her what to do. You ask your mother and she only says things about duty and sacrifice. You think you are dutiful enough and that you have sacrificed enough. Your mother doesn't, your grandfather doesn't.

You have two children and you love them, but you can handle them. They are too loud, so loud. But you love them, or so you think. Because if you don't you should throw yourself out off the window. Why don't you?

Your sister returns to the Keep with her children and husband. Your mother yells, she hates them. She yells so much you are surprised you can still hear anything. It doesn't hurt any less than it did before. Your uncle kills a man in the throne room, you cover your ears because the noise is unbearable. But it's not worse than anything else you have gone through.

There is a last dinner, your father is coherent and your mother makes an odd toast. Aemond mades a stupid one and it ends up in a fight that ruins the good day. The night ends like that, but at least you danced with someone kind. You wish you would be married to him instead.

In the following days your father dies, your mother commits treason and you do nothing. You think about going to Rhaenyra, to tell her, but it feels useless and your mother never allows you to go anywhere alone, it's been ages since you last visited Dreamfyre. There is a dragon in front of you, but it doesn't burn you, any of you. Disappointing.

Is there any reason you still live?

[coralinnii]

I love the villain scorned by the world feat: Leona genre: budding romance note: continuation of the sequel to Villain/ess au Leona’s ver., not gender-specific reader, no pronouns used, established political relationship, Leona and reader are adults, roughly 1.5k word count, reader is interpreted as extremely ticklish,

Series masterlist

The Royal couple is in trouble!

No, not the King and Queen. And you and Leona are not really in danger, nor are you breaking up or anything…ok no one is really in trouble.

But there’s definitely some tension between the newlywed couple as the servants fear the honeymoon phase has finally fizzled (though you wanted to argue that there never was such a phase to begin with).

First, it started with the lover’s quarrel (the lovers part is also debatable, you muttered) the day Leona revealed fresh scratch marks on his shoulders and chest. The knights recalled the frustration and embarrassment on your face when you verbally tore into Leona over the marks, yelling at the young prince how humiliating it was that King Farena himself had to mention it.

Leona’s words didn’t help your ire, casually replying, “I couldn’t care less what my brother or anybody says about me or our relationship, and neither should you”

Unfortunately for him, you don’t agree with that as you left the training grounds right after calling him a “tactless housecat”. The knights kept their awe for you internally so as to not get caught by the stunned prince. No one but you could ever call Leona Kingscholar that and leave unscathed. Kudos to you

Since then, you have avoided your shared bedroom with your husband, making excuses of obligations and signs of illness (a huge migraine counts, right?). but no one knew you were actually just fearful that Leona would exact his revenge on you through tickling. You don’t regret pissing off the great Leona, you just regret showing a vindictive beastman your weak spots.

Leona was pissed but not because you called him a housecat (ok, maybe a little), it was mostly because your absence has disrupted his naps.

Since your union, you two were obligated to share a bed frequently to maintain your relationship despite having your own personal rooms. At first, it was a pain for Leona to share his peace and quiet with someone but he has grown accustomed to you as the two of you come together to sleep.

The warmth of your body that radiates that perfect amount of heat beside him, the pleasant waft of your scent that sticks to the sheets and pillows that doesn’t overwhelm his senses unlike the obnoxious perfumes of those gold-diggers, your soft breathing that lulls him to sleep as he unconsciously inches closer to you to hear and feel you better. He finds himself waking up in a much better mood and more well rested after your shared nights. You can’t just take that away from him after getting so comfortable.

You ruined his napping routine so you gotta fix it now.

Leona came up to you, calling a truce to “that incident” and promising not to tickle you as revenge for your yelling and insults. You immediately picked up his wording, noting he didn’t say he’ll stop tickling for good, but you figured that’s fine for now.

Ironically though, you really did have obligations that required you to stay in your personal bedroom. You have been exchanging letters with someone from a neighbouring kingdom who was planning a visit soon. So, you were now avoiding sharing a bed with Leona since you didn’t want to disturb his sleep as you stayed up to make preparations for the visiting Royal.

With your prolonged avoidance and Leona’s growing grumpiness, the castle has been tense with worry that the peaceful alliance may be at risk. Everyone was on edge and nearly in tears, especially one young lion cub.

“The kingdom’s in danger!” Cheka bawled as he buried himself into your arms, clutching to your clothes. He had walked into your bedroom with tears in his eyes, towards your seated position by your work desk and climbed into your lap.

You were at a loss at the young cub’s sudden proclamation. You turned to Leona who was lying on your large bed, spreading himself across the mattress like he owned it. He only shrugged his shoulders, confused as you are (though clearly not as worried).

“Cheka honey, what do you mean? Did your father say something today?” You asked worriedly, wondering what news could lead to such a statement.

But Cheka shook his head, still holding onto your shirt. If you weren’t so concerned with his words, you would have joked about how the young heir acts more like a koala than a mighty lion right now.

“Then spit it out, you brat” Leona irritably said, earning a side glare from you which he ignored, “What do you mean the kingdom’s in danger?”

“Hic…everyone is saying you two are gonna b-break up” Cheka choked out, tears filling his eyes again, “Then the union is gonna fail and everyone might go to war”

…

There was now silence as you and Leona processed the child’s words. That was one hell of a stretch of a scenario. Sure, your union with Leona was one of political benefits, but you weren’t crazy enough to start a war with an entire kingdom over a bad break up.

“We ain’t breaking up”

“Oh right, that too” you thought, realizing the obvious that Leona pointed out with an angry growl in his throat, his tail thumping down against your bed in visible annoyance.

“You and Unca aren’t?” Cheka asked, finally lifting his head to look up at you with hopeful eyes. You smiled at the cute cub beastman, weaving your hand through his fluffy hair.

“No, your uncle and I are perfectly happy. We’re not breaking up anytime soon” you reassured your nephew, too distracted to notice the way the aggressive thumping on your bed had stopped.

“Happy? Like mommy and daddy?” Cheka asked with a quizzical look, leaving you to gush internally over such cuteness.

You absentmindedly nodded your head. “Yes, just like your mommy and daddy”

“Then how come Unca and you don’t kiss?”

Oh, the silence is back.

“Mommy and daddy are always happy with each other, and they kiss all the time” Cheka continued, tapping his mouth to show where he sees his parents leave kisses, “If you’re happy, don’t you kiss each other?”

You’re cursing to yourself a mile a minute in your head, a rush of emotional stress going through your body. You didn’t want to explain the complexity of your relationship with Leona to the young Cheka, especially when you didn’t want to destroy his views of love and romance.

“How dare King Farena call me out on my PDA with Leona when he goes ahead and does this?” You frustratingly thought as you looked to Leona who has been unhelpfully laying on your bed, suspiciously quiet for a while. You glared at him while tilting your head to his nephew, wordlessly demanding help from your husband.

Surprisingly, it looked like Leona was willing to help you afterall. He finally got off your comfy bed and walked towards you and Cheka, settling to place his hand atop the backrest of your chair and leaned down towards your head.

“Yea, why don’t we kiss?”

You take back everything you thought. Leona Kingscholar is never helpful and you’re a fool to ever think that. You hoped your glare would eventually burn Leona, but sadly he still stood proudly over you with a smug look on his handsome face. Damn his handsome face.

“It’s your move, herbivore” Leona said, purposely baiting you by calling you a herbivore. He took the teasing further by leaning further down towards you, eager to see your next move.

He’s calling you out, waiting to see if you’ll chicken out and make an excuse to Cheka as he was watching you with anticipation. Fine, you’ll make the great Leona Kingscholar think twice before testing you.

You made the first move, boldly capturing the cocky prince’s lips with your own.

It shouldn’t be a big deal. The two of you have done it before on your wedding day. It should mean nothing to you as it did that day, just a formality to show your dedication to this alliance. Just a meaningless skinship between adults, right?

But why did it feel so good?

Why did you enjoy the surprising softness of Leona’s lips, or the way he didn’t seem shocked by your sudden attack but instead pressed his lips further onto yours. Why did it feel so nice to feel the Leona’s warmth on you, his natural scent strangely attractive to you. Even the stray locks of his dark mane felt nice as it lightly tickled your cheeks. You rather perish than to verbally admit, but your prideful husband was a good kisser. Firm and confident, if a little strong.

Actually really strong, why is he getting more aggressive?!

You had to fervently whack the tall prince on his shoulder to signal him to get off, to which he very slowly did. He backed away from you slightly, a little annoyed but still satisfied according to his little smirk. He certainly enjoyed the flustered mess of your face.

“Yay! No break up!” Cheka’s chirpy voice broke your daze and he cheered over your apparent “happy” relationship.

You sighed, but at least you were thankful to settle this weird confusion. You should probably speak with the servants to clear the misunderstanding around the castle.

But Cheka once again surprised both you and Leona

“Now, you and Unca can sleep together again!”

The life of royalty is not easy.

[kurosstuff]

prompt 7 or 8 with Lute, but have fem!reader be the sub 🍯

Hope you enjoy these~ I hope you don't mind I used both prompts♡♡

Warming(s) straps, first times, it's smut, small dirty talk(?), lutes attempts at praise. Detailed lf a "stomach bulge" a bit? Idk if thats a warning. Lute being mean and nice? Idk

Gonna kinda jump right into this and it's kinda short hope you don't mind

Lute x f!reader

Truly. You didn't know how you got into this mess-

Firstly- Adam sent you to retrieve Lute for a meeting, which was hours ago. But here you are in her room. On her lap making out with her "gon-gonna be late~ Adam wants you~" you whsipering moaning against her bruised lips- causing her to snarl biting at your equally if not more bruised lips

With little effort, she flipped you around, so you laid on your back under her flushed seeing her smirk "don't give a shit if I'm late~ I want one thing and one thing only~" purring out kissing you deeply groaning loudly kissing the obvious question off your lips "don't tell me you don't know~?' Seeing you shake your head, she hummed, grinding against you to feel the toy she wore

"You. Obviously. I want to fuck you"

Hearing that? Made you yelp, covering your face in embarrassment as she striped, huffing smug as she saw how in awe you are. How you peaked watching her "oh come on~ I dont bite~", grinding on your lap to feel the toy on her waist "much~" pushing your hands away kissing you roughly, moaning at the broken whine escaping your throat

Flushed watching her practically rip your shirt open, shredding it with little to no concern. "Wait! That's my shirt!" Yelping out before she kissed you again - mumbling something about getting you another later. Leaving marks across your body in her wake. "fuck~ eager, h-huh?" Whining out under her

Snarling loudly, she nodded, stepping back, pulling her pants down, finally showing you the toy she had "yeah maybe I am~? Why can you blame me?" Purring out, spreading your legs open for her settling between them reaching a hand down rubbing your entrance slowly "gonna be a good girl and let me fuck this pretty little pussy~?" Purring out pushing a finger in slowly to tease. Slowly stretching you for her

Moaning loudly flushed, nodding shakily clinging to her bed tightly, "Please ~? Fuck me?" You begged under her panting heavily watching her groan. Smirking, she nodded, watching you grind against her before pulling away lining the silicone dicks tip to your entrance pushing in slowly but roughly. Holding your waist tightly relishing in the whines you let out

"Oh stop fucking whining~ you can take this dick can't you? Come on~ say. It" Lute smirked smug, pushing more into you, hearing you cry out flushed, panting heavily

"Ive- I've never done this before~" you stuttered out, shakily opening your legs wider for her gasping softly "i- I can take it~" Feeling her freeze tensing up over you panic on her face as she took in your words.

"This is your first..? Shit ok- it's ok~ I've got you ok? I'll take good care of you~ just lay back and relax~" Rubbing your waist, kissing you almost more gently, then before the rough kissing "ill- I'll be gentle. Make you feel so good, ok?" Her wings fluttering in embarrassment or a show? You weren't sure.

Nodding, you smiled, moving to wrap your arms around her neck and pulling her into a deep kiss, moaning softly. "I trust you ok~? I'm glad.. its you" you whispered against her lips as she slipped all the way into you, dragging out a loud whine moaning

Humming, she nodded, gently moving to pound into you- marking your neck up, unable to be gentle dispite her wanting too "fuck~ just like that little dove~" she snarled out flushed wings fluttering at the yells of her name leaving your mouth "go on~ let everyone know who's fucking you so good yeah~?" Whining softly a hand on her bed the other on your lower back pulling you impossibly closer as she eagerly- almost hungrily fucked into you

Nipping at your neck at the red bruising mark, she smiled at the almost possessive marks she left on you- as if she truly was claiming you for herself in such an almost selfish manner. "Harder~, please ~?" You sobbed out, grinding into her, trying to match her pace. Humming leaning back, who was she to object to her beloved dove? Holding your waist pounding rougher into you, rutting into you, making your sob out arching more against her bed clawing at her back careful to avoid her wings

"Fuck like that dove? Such a whore for my cock?" She snarled out panting nails digging into your waist watching how the bulge in your stomach expanded and vanished from her pounding into you- biting her lip hearing your pleas for her "fuck that's it my dove~ that's what I wanna hear~" she growled out leaning over you more pounding faster "so good for me~ so tight~"

Sobbing our kissing her deeply, wrapping your legs around her waist, pulling her deeper, making you practically mewl under her squealing from the spot, she hit roughly eyes rolling back "g-gonna can i-? Can I please~?" Sobbing out loudly,

Hearing you beg? Made her practically purr over you nodding "go on little dove~ cum for me~?" She growled our her pace unrelenting even as you screamed releasing around her cock "fuck~ good girl~" panting heavily helping you ride our your high before finally pulling out Of you softly panting

"What- what about you?" Shakily pulling her onto them, she hummed, rubbing one of many bruises left on you, making her shake her head, easily pulling you on her chest. "Rest. Their will be more next time~" she whispered against you, making you hum smirking. "There's gonna be a next time?"

Looking away, grumbling, "of course there will be.. if you wish for that as well" she hummed, flushed wings puffing softly smug. "I'll properly clean you up when you have your breath i.. uh I'll make a bath for you- or whatever you need" clearly not understanding how to do aftercare.

Smiling, you nodded, kissing her gently panting "as long as you join~" nuzzling into her neck knowing later. You'll both need to talk about what happened but for now. You just want to be held by her. In her arms. Safe

[mazzystar24]

actually the hospital wing joke is starting to bother me a lot more because buck actually fucking died 😭and he didnt even change clothes from being at the hospital all day why would you say that to someone. ik it was a fakeout but bobby looked like he was fr coding on the table. and like just a couple weeks before chimney almost died?? like im sorry i only accept those kinda jokes from people who have known me for years and even then they can be a little upsetting.

thats the thing though!!!! id be perfectly fine with buck and tommy if they gave us more than actual crumbs. 709 felt like buck had more chemistry with ravi in the same scene that tommy was in! they’re supposed to be dating so why do they feel like colleagues? and why are the more emotional and vulnerable scenes getting given to EDDIE if they want me to support buck and tommy as a couple? why wasnt tommy at the hospital with them considering he’s said multiple times he wishes he had a family like the 118 does? why are the only times hes on screen now only establishing his jealousy and that gerrard exists? is that the only reason why hes still here?

actually i wanna get back to 706. it wouldve been so easy to keep tommy there but they wrote him out of most of the episode 😭 he couldve said for the bachelor party! he couldve helped them find chimney! he couldve done literally ANYTHING. chimney was confused as hell as to why he even showed up at the wedding at all 😭 but no!!! they had him show up, ignore what buck wanted, then leave so we could have buck and eddie performing their drunk mating rituals or whatever 🤸‍♂️ but yeah buddie who?

also im never letting go of the wedding singer comment btw because what was that. why did they make tommy reference a movie where the two leads in the ROMANTIC COMEDY start the story dating the wrong people. i feel insane about it actually. also him calling buck evan will forever confuse me until we get an actual acknowledgement in canon because literally why

and the humor falls so flat but eddie has the same type of humor and it never does. he was making fun of buck in 706 (the making chimneys wedding about him line) but it never actually felt serious to me?

anyway sorry for yelling in your inbox i have a lot of mixed emotions about this season -birthmark anon

Yes totally get that like I’m the same like me and my best friend will be saying downright horrendous trauma jokes to eachother that make people around us clutch their pearls but I feel like it takes a certain level of rapport to get to trauma joke level - ig not everyone is the same when it comes to that but I think that again the writers absolutely failed to give us enough bucktommy scenes that justify having this kinda line

AGHSKF NOT THE BUCK /RAVI AHJDKFKF 😭😭😭 THIS IS ESPECIALLY FUNNY WHEN YOU SEE THE BUCKTOMMY SCENE AT THE CEREMONY VS THOSE BUCKLEY DIAZ FAMILY STILLS (still bitter the scene got cut) like someone explain to me why the actual couple is coming across less couple-y

ALSO FR THO THE SARDONIC ENERGY IS JUST NOT BEING BALANCED RIGHT like it’s coming across more 🧍

Like i can’t remember who I was talking to the other day but I was saying like this 🧍emoji just embodies Tommy to me

EXACTLYYYYY LIKE PURELY UNHINGED TO HAVE SUCH AN EMOTIONAL EPISODE AND MAKE NO EFFORT TO USE THOSE EMOTIONAL BEATS TO DEVELOP THEIR DYNAMIC BUT INSTEAD CONTRAST THAT WITH THE VULNERABILITY BETWEEN BUCK AND EDDIE THIS EPISODE

AHSJKF we going back to 7x06 and that’s so valid of us AGSJKF DRUNK MATING RITUALS AHJDKFKF STOP IM CACKLING

THE WEDDING SINGER COMMENT HAUNTS ME ISTG BECAUSE EVERY NOW AND THEN ILL REMEMBER THIS COSTUME DETAIL AND WAKE UP IN A COLD SWEAT:

THE CALLING HIM EVAN THING I LEGIT MADE LIKE THREE THEORIES ON RANGING FROM POSITIVITY TO NEGATIVITY

YES ABOUT THE HUMOUR like there just isn’t that balance or lightness to even the joke out, like I’m a big dry humour and sarcastic girlie but it’s just not being delivered right in a way idk if it’s the writing or the acting or just the fact its most his very small screentime but it’s just falling flat to me

Never apologise for yelling in my inbox babe and same for the mixed emotions

Love ya birthmark anon byee 🫶🫶

[lowkeyrobin]

Mcyts x autistic reader

•Like autistic reader, who is very open and proud about being autistic. And like openly stems, especially when happy. Hand flaping, finger wiggling, spinning, vocal stims, full body shaking ext

• reader is really bad with volume control and often either mumbles or yells. Maybe when talking about something they're interested in, they just scream mid sentence and then carry on.

• read unknowingly mimicking there s/o while masking like copying their accents, laughs, boy language or just repeat whatever they just said.

• reader info dumps and asks allot of questions (even if that seem obvious)

• reader will randomly just stop masking and give like resting bitch face and speak with more monotone voice.

•and reader quotes things a lot like shows, movies, tiktoks, and people.

<3

oooo okay okay!! I did my best here I swear 🙏 I only did Tommy, Freddie, Quackity & Nihachu bc I genuinley had no new ideas for the others so I apologize 😭🙏 ranboo and tubbo would've been mixtures of everyone and I'm trying to make them all different and it just didn't work ; also this took way too long and maybe ill do a pt2 of this w them + foolish & charlie and whoever else ; anyways hopefully this is good, I did a little bit of research just in case so yeah djsjskkaka

MCYT ; autistic reader

includes ; tommyinnit, badlinu, quackity, & nihachu

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; i'm not autistic so i referred to req above + some research, i apologize if anything is incorrect

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he's never had a problem with you being autistic and neither have you, and you're totally fine with him making little jokes or comments because you can most of the time see therough them

he finds your stimming, especially when you're happy and excited, so fucking adorable. he literally crumbles everytime.

he also loves when you have him stim with you

you two have this little finger wiggling thing you do together, reference the "dunga dunga dunga" moment in the amsterdam vlog because I can't describe it 💀

if you're spinning to stim, he'll often joke about you getting dizzy or needing to throw up, and halfway join you because you're spinning to create a damn tornado, he can't go that fast LMAO

if somewhere is too loud and you need out, you're going dw, he couldn't care less if you just automatically yell, go nonverbal, or only begin mumbling to him. he's got you

absolutely loves when you're ranting about special interests or hyperfixations

he'll genuinley listen all day long

"and it's so interesting *cue yell* because-"

he'll lightly cringe at the change in volume but don't worry, he's fine. if you ever think differently he'll 100% reassure you that he's alright and he doesn't mind it whatsoever

you'll unknowingly pick up his accent and he'll notice immediately but not point it out, because he's learned that you'll go back to normal after he points it out. he finds it so cute tho

if you're masking in public and get comfy enough, you'll have this miserable looking bitch face and he's just like "Oh they're just like that, don't worry"

you also pick up saying bitch a lot, which he finds hilarious

doesn't understand tone tags a hundred percent but he uses the ones he knows and learns a lot of the other ones as your relationship grows

youre probably quoting total drama and mean girls 24/7 let's be honest

"you're just a homeschooled jungle freak!"

"christ, okay, y/n"

"you know I was quoting mean girls"

whatever phrase he's addicted to saying, you are too

"DARLINGGGGG GUESS WHOS BACK FROM THE PSYCH WARD"

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

FREDDIE BADLINU

always smiles seeing you stim when you're happy/excited

vocal stims with him >>>

9 times out of 10 he'll repeat them after you say them to kind of make it a game, to see who can say ___ the most

you copy his accent and his frequently used phrases a lot

it makes him get all mushy inside because you're literally thinking about him 24/7

info dumping to him >>>> he's always listening bro

he doesn't mind you asking a lot of questions, even if the answer seems obvious. he understands that you don't wanna screw something up or understand something wrong

lots of quoting Garfield. I don't make the rules

"WE'RE BACHELORS, BABY" ; you both quote this often, let's be honest

"whoever moved my shit around should be dragged out onto the street and shot"

"i really hope you're quoting Garfield this time.."

your resting bitch face genuinely makes him giggle, ESPECIALLY the monotone voice

you're also constantly quoting bits from Tommy's show 💀 or replicating the little dance they learned to introduce Freddie

he apologizes a million times, he just can't take you seriously sometimes (if it's a more lighthearted situation)

he seems like the type to know most the tone tags and knows when to use them, but the ones like /nf trip him up

like wdym nf??? like the rapper?? like the guy from those gacha music videos? what's he doing here?

when you randomly yell when you're talking about a special interest/hyperfixation, he raises his eyebrows with an amused smile and nod

"and *cue yell* it's so fucked up but so good!"

"yeah?"

NIKI NIHACHU

she's picked up some stimming from you

you guys finger wiggle little whiskers, like ants or some sort of bug

spinning when you're exited >>>

she cheers you on to try and get you to go faster LMAO

bad with volume control? that's totally fine. she completely understands

giggles whenever you get loud mid-sentence and playfully throws her hands up like you scared her

"Peter... the horse is here"

"is it now?" she giggles

always quoting tik toks and vines istg

ALEX QUACKITY

"road work ahead? yeah, I sure hope it does"

"THIS IS THE BEST DAMN CHICKEN I HAVE EVER HAD"

"oooo I love that scarlet color" she smiles

"I love that scarlet color" you whisper

she loves when you info dump about your special interests/hyperfixations, especially if it's something she's not really into but will gladly hear you talk about because it's interesting

she's also very on it with tone tags just in case, whether you tell her you need them or not

"I'll kill you wtf"

"/J /J SORRY"

she knows every single tone tag, if there was a tone tag test, she'd ace it

the monotone voice and bitch face always scare her for a moment, she's gotta make sure if you're okay and just not masking or if you're actually upset about something

she always gets you gifts surrounding your special interests/current fixations

bro if you're a fanfic writer... she's ur number one reader. absolutely lovessss your writing

you'll pick up her soft tone of voice and the accent and she will do anything but point it out, she loves knowing that she's the one paying attention to it, and seeing you just catch onto something and for you to not notice

need compression for comfort? he's there, any squeezing or form of compression you need is there

need to squeeze his hand? go ahead. need a tight ass hug? he's there

always does a proud smile when he sees you stim, especially in public

generally proud that you aren't masking in public and you're comfortable being yourself

he'll even stim with you sometimes to make you not feel weird about stimming in public and shit 💔

you catch onto his mannerisms a lot, like adjusting your hair, any hats/beanies, talking with your hands, etc

like you'll catch yourself going to adjust your sunglasses and you don't have any on. you realize "wait I've been watching him do it all night, have I been doing that??"

so much info dumping and he's here for it

"wait, what then?"

"she *cue louder talk/almost yell* fucking dies! it was either die or suffer!"

"holy shit, for real?"

you guys are both quoting dumb shit let's be honest

modern family quotes.... you can't go an hour without them

always mumbling "gotta fix that step" it's a vocal stim atp

there's not even a step to fix.

"THERE IS NO DONE IN DUNPHY!!"

"YEAH BEAT HIS ASS Y/N YOURE THE BEST PVPER EVER"

y/u/n was slain by Tubbo

"oh"

"I'm the cool dad, that's my thang, I'm hip"

"y/n I can't do this today" He cackles

[lanadeldixon]

Summertime Sadness

Pairing- Daryl x fem reader (some Rosita x reader if you squint)

Word count- 1.1k

Warnings- angst, implied panic attack, mentions of death, someone being beaten, starved Daryl :(

Setting- s7 Alexandria

Summary- The saviours come to collect their 50%, but when you see the condition Daryl is in it’s hard to cope.

“Oh my God,” I whispered “Daryl?” His name a symphony of worry on my lips. A name I used to say with such love now drained of its positivity and filled with fear instead.

Vulnerability shone through his eyes as he turned to me, “Y/N?”

As soon as my name fell from his lips, the end of a gun struck him straight in the jaw, the loud thud of his body hitting the ground echoed through the town.

My breath hitched and a tear rolled down my cheek as they hit him again, yelling at him, “SPEAK WHEN YOU’RE SPOKEN TOO!”

“Leave him alone,” my voice choked up to the point where it came out in only a whisper.

“Let him go,” I cried louder this time, desperate to draw them away.

Hands wrapped around my mouth, too quick for me to react, my screams came out as muffled cries as I attempted to call for help.

But it was no use, I was dragged backwards into my house,

“Shh, you have to calm down, okay?” I immediately un-tensed at the sound of her voice.

“You gotta be tough, you do shit like that you’ll get all of us killed.” Rosita exclaimed sternly.

Her hands released me and she circled me until we were eye to eye.

“You’re not gonna be doing us any favours getting yourself killed,” it was clear to see she was still in grief, she was mourning a man she’d killed off in her mind a long time ago, only now he was truly gone and it was still sinking in.

She had become colder, no one could blame her, however all of us were too busy drowning in our own insurmountable grief and missing loved ones to pay attention to anything else.

I nodded at her like a school kid following her teachers orders then opened my mouth preparing to respond.

“Bam!” The door swung open.

“We said 50% didn’t we?!” His voice shook us to the core.

Whispers of the dead conquered my thoughts as I turned to look at him.

“Woah ho ho well you must be the girl?!”

Negan exclaimed following it with a slight laugh.

“Well you sure are a pretty thing ain’t ya!” His hand reached to my face as he said it, I stared him down, not daring to move but still not hiding my resentment.

“If I weren’t such a fan of your boy Daryl I think I’d have to make you one of my wives,” a sinister grin took over his face as my mine began to pale.

He leaned close to my ear, to the point where I could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke, “Hell, im the boss, I could just do it anyway…”

I tried to hold back my anger, to not say anything out of fear of what he might do. But the idea of having to marry him sickened and overwhelmed me, “fuck you,” I snarled, eyes finally meeting his.

“You got some massive lady balls and I gotta say, I dig that.” He stated, pulling his face away.

“I’m so tempted to bring you home darling.” He finished, deep down I knew he was just teasing but the thought revolted me.

“I would never be the wife of someone like you,” I responded, my face scrunching up.

He looked at me still with that daring smile.

At that point I couldn’t taken it anymore, my rage boiled until finally, it spilled, I looked at him and let out a large wad of spit aiming it right at his leg.

“Go to hell,” I stated, storms in my eyes.

His face finally faltered as he stared at the stain on his trousers.

“Ho ho ho, you bitch,” he said grabbing the back of my hair and yanking me outside of the house.

“How about we put on a little show, huh darling” he purred in my ear.

I felt ill as he forced me to my knees and began to gesture with Lucille.

“Now I was gonna be nice today but it seems some of you still need an example of how to behave.” Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned as he spoke.

I didn’t cry, I was very careful to heed Rosita’s advice and made sure I didn’t once show my fear, Daryl however did not do the same…

“Y/N!” He screamed as if I was already dead.

“DONT TOUCH HER,” he cried with rage, “I’LL KILL YA!”

“Bring him,” calmly, he gestured to the woman on his right as he spoke.

She dragged him so he was diagonal to me, she then kept her hands on his face, forcing him to keep his eyes on me.

Now I knew to be scared but all I could think was how tired he looked, behind the rage and upset was masked malnutrition and exhaustion. I couldn’t help but worry.

“We’re gonna break up another couple tonight,” he laughed aiming and fake swinging his bat at me.

I grimaced at his statement recalling the story of what happened to Glenn and Abraham and the devastation Maggie and Sasha were left with.

“I’m sorry, you would’ve been a real treat to come home too but looks like you’re gonna end up another lost treasure.”

“Last chance to say goodbye lover boy,” Negan warned.

Daryl was screaming profanities at him, doing everything he could to divert Lucille’s attention to him instead but to my relief, his attempts failed…

That was when the countdown started…

“10…” my breathing quickened.

“9…” I could see Daryl’s mouth moving, his whole body scrambling beneath the saviours holding him back, but all I could hear was Negans voice.

“8…” “just continue to do this when you’re scared okay baby?” I could hear my mums voice infiltrating my thoughts, guiding me to breathe.

“7…” I can see the flowers, they look so pretty, especially now that the lilies have grown, my mother didn’t like lilies, she always loved roses.

“6…” I can see the sun, it shines so brightly today, beaming down its light onto all of us, I think of Daryl’s nickname for me.

“5…” I can see my friends, I love my friends. Part of me wishes I could see Maggie again, the other doesn’t want her to see this.

“4…” I can see the sky, it looks painted today, the way the clouds are floating looks ethereal.

“3…” I can see Daryl. My Daryl, I smile.

“2…” I can see the bat, it blocks the sun as it’s lifted high into the sky.

“1…” I can see Glenn and Abraham, I didn’t think I’d see them so soon but I’m happy-

“I’LL JOIN YA!” Silence overcame the crowd as Daryl pleaded.

“Just let her go, that’s all I ask” his voice quaked, there was a frantic look of desperation in his eyes.

Silence…

Negan chuckled before his face turned stern.

“Who are you?” He commanded in a teasing tone.

“I am Negan…”

[mxtantrights]

Bounded by blood and shadow (17)

azriel x magic!fem!reader

Kynas looks…ill. And not just because you loathe the sight of him. He looks pale and shaky. Something was already not right with hi, but this is a whole other level. He looks at you and smiles wickedly.

He has both your brother and Azriel on their knees. No about controlling their blood to make them pliant to his will. 

Your brother.

He looks bad. Bruises, some fresh and some old. Blood from a slit lip. His clothes are all muddied and stained with blood. You can’t believe the sight in front of you. Your brother, ever the warrior, down on his knees. First born, Emperor. 

Azriel looks like he’s struggling the most. Fighting against the blood hold Kynas has on him. Which isn’t easy, the fact he’s able to do so shows how strong he is. 

Now that you have Kynas here, it’s better to get this all out in the open. Figure out what all of this mess was for, why so many people had to die for him get your attention. Why he had you brother. Why wanted to come back when there was nothing here for him in Sangri. 

“What do you want?” You ask.

Kynas lets out a dark laugh, “What I want isn’t something that you can give me. But tonight isn’t about that.” 

Azriel struggles a bit too much and you can see the blood leak from his nose. Kynas is enjoying the sight because he grabs him by the back of the neck and shakes him around. He’s messing with him, he’s messing with you. All of you.

“You want to come back? You want to take your revenge on me? What? What is it?!” You shout.

Kynas lets go of Azriel. 

“I think you’ve out done yourself this time. I mean, I can smell you on him.” Kynas sneers.

“Enough!” Your brother shouts.

You look at him. He’s straining really hard. His face a different shade. His breathing—it doesn’t even look like he’s breathing at this point.

Kynas unfurls a blood blade of his own. Placing it right at your brother’s neck. You take a tense step back.

“Put that down!” You yell.

Kynas cocks his head and edges the knife further, causing blood to trickle down your brother’s neck. Your eyes go wide. You want to stop him. You want to kill him right here and now. But you can’t. You can’t do that when two other lives are in the balance. Both of which need to be saved.

“You will take care to remember your place with me.” Kynas says.

All you can think of in this moment is that if you make a move, one if not both of them are dead. You can’t move. You can’t move an inch. 

-

Amren takes the blade to Rhysand’s office. Everyone trickles in one by one—except for Nesta and Cassian who come in together. They all surround her.

“What’s happening? Is it the brother?” Nesta asks.

“It just started shaking. I wasn’t using it.” Amren answers.

Elaine looks around the room, antsy, “I told you! We should have never left him there!”

“Elaine if you can’t keep a calm head about this you need to leave.” Morrigan says.

Elaine crosses her arms over her chest, a pout on her lips. Nesta rolls her eyes and focuses back on Amren. Amren, a creature she’s known for such little time, but still understands one thing about her. Amren knows no fear. And looking at her right now all Nesta can see and smell is fear.

“You think she’s in trouble.” Nesta deduces.

“And that means Azriel is too.” Rhysand adds.

“He would no doubt be right by her side.” Morrigan says.

Then Morrigan looks to Elaine, who seems struck by her comment. At this very moment she didn’t care. Elaine running around with this fantasy in her head that she could have Azriel when Lucien is her mate was one thing. Then you came along, and Azriel felt the bond snap into place and Morrigan thought Elaine would get it through her head. But she’s still living in the fantasy.

Morrigan looks back at Amren.

“I’m the only one that can go and check it out.” Amren says.

Cassian nods, “I’ll take you.”

“We’ll all go.” Nesta says.

“No it’s best if some of us stay here.” Feyre speaks up.

Her eyes right on Elaine. Amren nodded along. Cassian holds out his hand for Amren to take. She takes it. And the two are gone instantly in a cloud of darkness. 

“You’re wrong, he wouldn’t follow her into trouble. He hardly knows her and she isn’t his mate.” Elaine says to no one in particular. 

Morrigan looks around the room, thinking of the words she wants to say. None of them were going to speak up. Not Feyre, Not Rhysand. They let it linger for too long. She can’t let it stand any longer.

“You need to wake up. He is not yours. He is bound to her. Even if she doesn’t feel anything, he will. For the rest of his life. He will act on instinct and negate every single logical thought he has to save her. That’s what you do for your mate. You would know that if you actually talked to yours.” Morrigan argues.

Elaine’s expression shifts to anger, “How dare you say that to me!”

“No, it’s true.” Feyre agrees.

Elaine turns to her sister now, “You’re agreeing with her over me? I’m your sister!”

“And it’s because of that I have been careful, and gentle. But it’s enough now. You need to let this fascination with him go.” Her sister speaks clearly.

“It’s not fascination! We have a bond.”

“It is nothing compared to the bond he has with her, even if it’s one way.” Rhysand pipes in.

Elaine looks around the room. She scoffs and stomps right out of it. Morrigan looks right to Feyre.

“I know that was hard for you.” She says to her friend.

Feyre sighs, “It had to be done.”

-

You hope Amren gets the message. You let the blood blade seep back into your hand. Kynas smiles at the show of disarmament. You hate every second of it. 

“I want you to take down the wards.” Kynas says.

The wards? Why did he want to take down the protection barrier? He’s already inside. And if he weren’t, it’s not like it would be a problem for him to get access. Just because he was exiled doesn’t mean he couldn’t come back home if he really wanted to. What was his end goal here?

“If I take down those wards we all lose our protection.” You reply.

“Protection from what? I mean, have you not been warming the bed of the lord from a fae court?” He asks you straight out.

“He is my friend.” You answer bristly.

“Ah, and if I smell him will he reek of you like this one?” He juts his chin to Azriel.

You shake your head, “Why do you want the wards down?”

Kynas smiles, “Good question, which will be answered in due time. For now we should move this to some place better suited for the festivities.”

You watch in real time as he snaps his fingers and both your brother and Azriel are gone. In a cloud of dark smoke. It almost looked like winnowing to you. But that can’t be—Kynas isn’t fae.

He drools over your faltered expression.

“My darling wife, we have much catching up to do. Come, join me in the throne room.” He says.

Then he himself is gone too. In the same way. You take two seconds to think. Your chances of stripping his powers just got more complicated. Killing him might be your best option. You take off down the long hallway and turn left. What you’re not expecting is to be met with the feeling of so many people. You can feel all of them. 

You skid to a halt when you see them. All of the towns people, walking down the long hallway way and into the throne room. You look around the crowd as you maneuver around them. How did they all get here? There was no confusion as to why—Kynas. But how did he manage to get them all inside the palace this quickly?

Someone is calling your name from the front. You look around frantically because you know that voice. Semaj finds you quickly. His tiny hands wrap around your middle. You kneel down to his level.

“Your bother is back! I can’t believe he’s throwing us all a party.” The little boy says.

Your skin goes cold. None of this is your brother. This is all Kynas, and none of them know that. You grab onto Semaj’s shoulders.

“Semaj I need you get out of here. I need you all to leave, right now.” You say hurriedly.

Semaj looks at you. No doubt questioning why you wanted him to leave a party. But you look him in the eyes with a serious face. You have never liked at him like this before. Semaj nods his head and runs away from you. You see him darting over to as many people as possible telling them to turn around and go back. Some don’t pay him any mind, but there are others who do. 

The last time you see Semaj is when he’s leading other people back down the hallway, to the entrance of the palace.

You have to nudge your way and shoulder some people to get into the throne room. When you do you can only get past the door. You see all three of them. Right in the middle of the parted crowd. Your brother standing up straight, still being controlled a few feet from his throne. Kynas at then bottom of the Dias, a scroll in his hands. Azriel at the corner of the room, facing everyone.

“Kynas!” You yell.

He turns to you with a smile, “Now that we have an audience, bring the wards down.” 

Everyone in the room stops and looks at you. You meet the eyes of a few of them. They look numb. He’s controlling them. That’s why Semaj wasn’t able to convince more people to stop walking in here. All of a sudden a scroll appears in your hands. Before it has the chance to fall out of your hand you grab it. You unravel it quickly, it really is the scroll to take down the wards. He wasn’t lying about that.

You look up at him once more. Kynas stands there, still as a rock. But his hand, his hands moves the slightest inch. And you see both Azriel and your bother flinch. 

You look back down at the scroll. If you give him what he wants, he’ll only ask for more. But if you don’t, you’ll sign the death warrants of Azriel and your brother. You’ll have to find out what else he wants because you couldn’t risk either of them. You bring to recite the words. The wards didn’t require blood to take them down, but they did require blood to put them up. You can feel it very subtly how the usual static that comes form the wards turns into silence. 

Kynas lets out a laugh at that, “How easy everything is when you just do as you’re told. If you were like this from the start, things would have been different.”

“Let all of them go.” You say.

Kynas shakes his head, “I’m not done, and I don’t take orders from you.”

-

Amren had taken off a while ago. Cassian had been waiting for her right by the edge of the wards. Leaning against it actually. When all of a sudden he almost fell over.

Realizing that the wards he had been leaning on no longer exists he grows worried. He sends a message to Rhysand. In seconds Rhysand and Mor show up. They both look at where the wards should be and back at Cassian.

“If it’s down then we should go and Azriel is not here, then we need to help.” Mor says.

Rhysand nods, “Where’s Amren?”

“Probably halfway there already. I’ll fly there, winnow you in after I recon the place.” Cassian says before taking off for the skies.

A gust of wind blows Mor’s hair all over the place, Rhysand’s too.

“I hate it when he does that.” She says.

[yourmomisdateingme]

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted something but here’s a Yuu angst story for you!

Yuu is gender neutral also I’m not the best at writing but I tried my best with this I hope you like it!

XXX

I can’t hold my rage anymore

It was a day like any other day, but there was something in the sky that was giving a warning. When every house warden showed up to the meeting including Crowley….. but something was missing, not something but someone. At the the thought of the yuu not being there, there was a sudden pounce of thunder and lighting at once. It was so unexpecting because of how it was sunny all day; everyone in the room had all jumped from the sound.

After everyone has relaxed after the commotion there were loud and fast foot steps as if someone was running with all there force. You could hear it echo down the hall. There was a split second when it stoped but then the door slammed open.

“ILL KILL YOU!” Someone had screamed and pounced at Crowley, that’s someone happened to be yuu!?

“AGH!” Crowley had yelped when his body hit the ground. Yuu had a dagger at Crowley throat ready to slice and dice.

“What the-?!” Leona had gasped in shock as to seeing yuu attack.

“Yuu! Stop!” Azul has yelled with wide eyes as he jolted forward to help.

“I’m sorry yuu…..” riddle whispered under his breath as he took a deep breath. “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD” riddle had yelled activating his unique magic.

Riddle was always very lenient about using his powers against someone he cares about...especially with what happened to him back then, But this right now was a serious matter.

The heart shaped collar wrapped around Yuu's neck shocking them as the dagger had fallen from their grasp. Crowley quickly took advantage of this as he kicks the dagger into the corner of the room.

“AGH! Get this stupid thing off me!” Yuu had yelled in anger, they then start grabbing at the collar trying desperately to get it off.

“I’m Sorry Yuu but no... I can’t let you do this!” Riddle yelled trying to reason with yuu.

“Yuu-kun, what's gotten into you?!” Kalim yelled in desperation, kalim couldn’t believe anything that just happened and frankly he didn’t want to.

“Y-Yeah...W-We never see you like this before…” lida said barely above a whisper, he eyes show clear concern for his friend.

“Why did you tried to attack Headmaster Crowley?” Malleus asked butting into the non-existent conversation. They all wanted answers but yuu wasn’t answering them. In the meantime Crowley was completely silent, almost as if he knows the reason for the attack.

“Why?” Yuu had chuckled angrily and he facepalmed there self. Yuu glared at the dorm leaders, who surprisedly all flinched, seeing the look in there eyes... It was a look that scream anger, hatred, & rage.

“Why?! DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULL! You All Know Why! You Were All There When It Happened!!” Yuu snapped out at them, his body was trembling with anger and….. sadness?

They all looked down at their feet, a guilty conscious set adrift in their hearts.

He was right. They all know why he's mad.

Because...of what happened to...

The only thing you could hear from the center of the destruction was yuu’s sobs. They were crawling at the ground screaming at the sky.

“Grim...GRIM!!!” Yuu yells pitifully.

“Y-Yuu-kun... You know I had no choice.” Crowley didn’t even have an ounce of remorse for yuu’s lose, he didn’t care what happened, the only he cares about is his reputation.

“BULLSHIT! YOU HAD A CHOICE! YOU JUST CHOOSE TO GET RID OF HIM!!!” Yuu quickly took Crowley by the shoulder, all Crowley could see was the absolute anger in yuu’s eyes.

“THERE COULD'VE BEEN ANOTHER WAY! ANOTHER WAY TO SAVE HIM!!!! W-WHEN HE OVERBLOTED...!” Yuu started to sob uncontrollably, the death grip on Crowleys shoulders only tightening.

“WHY??!” Yuu sobbed out, they wanted answers but in the back of their mind they already knew the answer to her question.

It happened right after Malleus' Overblot...

After eating Malleus black blot stone Grim becomes a giant chimera while everyone, including Yuu, is watching. Seeing his best friend become such a monster, ultimately destroys Yuu, inside out.

Yuu was devastaded. Grim has been with him ever since the very beginning of his stay in Twisted Wonderland. Sure he may have caused lots of problems for him there was no denying that Yuu also cares for Grim.

Grim have showed to have grow kind of fond & compassionate of Yuu.

Grim could've just left Scarabia alone and left Yuu behind but he didn't. He stayed...he stayed for Yuu. They went on many adventures together and they became more than just master and servant.

They formed a bond with each other...but now...that bond was gone.

Yuu had tried everything to call out for him and try to snap him out of it. He even had to approach him but sadly...overblot Grim wouldn't recognize them, instead glaring at them with irrational hatred, no trace of his old memories coming back.... He was no longer Grim. But a monster overbolt.

The dorm leaders had no choice but to get Yuu away from Grim while Crowley showed up...and made his own decision to end Grim's life because he viewed him as dangerous. Despite Yuu's pleads, Crowley ignored him and put Grim out of his misery.

Everyone stayed silent but vil couldn’t stand to see the beautiful, kind perfect sob in-front if him. He didn’t know what to say to the only thing that left his mouth was “Oh Yuu...” but it was so quiet no one heard.

“Yuu...You understand that if I were to let Grim live, he would've-“ Crowley wasn’t even able to continue his pathetic excuse as Yuu started yelling again.

“I DON'T CARE! I DON'T CARE NO MORE ABOUT YOUR STUPID SCHOOL!” They said standing up and grabbing at there chest.

“GRIM IS GONE BECAUSE OF YOU!” Another yell came from yuu’s quivering lips.

“SO WHAT IF HE OVERBLOTED?! LOOK AT THEM!” Yuu particularly screamed at the top of there scream as they pointed to the dorm leaders.

“Riddle overbloted because of the expectations of his mother and everyone else!” Yuu started to rant, trying to make everyone see what happened to grim doesn’t justify shit.

“Leona overbloted because he was constantly compared and upstaged by his brother!” Leona’s ears fell down in shame.

“Azul was bullied as Jade & Floyd's loss of existence caused him to overbloted!” Yuu pointed at Azul.

“AND HOLY SHIT DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THIS ONE!” Yuu grabbed there own hair and pulled it as he yelled.

“Kalim never overbloted because Jamil took his place! Though I wouldn't be surprised if he did after Jamil's betrayal!” Yuu started laughing at themself as tears were falling down Crowleys mask.

Yuu bent down to get on Crowleys level. “Oh I’m not even fucking done yet! GET UP ON YOUR FUCKING FEET!” At yuu’s raised voice Crowley stood up quickly and brushed himself off.

“Vil's Overblot was valid due to conspiracy of staying beautiful while being jealous! And Idia overblotted because he was overwhelmed of his curse lineage!” When Yuu mentioned ldia he jumped backwards.

“Then Malleus overblotted and put everyone to sleep because he felt the need to save them!” Malleus face instantly turned into a frown as he was mentioned.

“Please understand! The situation was different!” Crowley tried to defend himself but they only lead to Yuu laughing at him.

“Oh good excuse!” Yuu’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

“I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING, CROWLEY! EVERYTHING! TO HELP KEEP EVERYONE IN THIS SCHOOL STABLE FOR YOU! BUT YOU COULDN'T DO THE SAME FOR ME!” The sky outside turned dark and gloomy, it’s started to pour rain and thunder could be heard.

“Yuu! Enough!” Riddle tried to defuse the situation.

“Herbivore...We get it...just chill out for a moment.” Leona was following after riddle.

“Please Yuu...Calm down...Headmaster Crowley understands your anger and-?!” Azul tried to reason but was cut off with yuu’s screaming.

“YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY ANGER!!!” That quickly got everyone to shut up, they all were silent not knowing what to say.

“If you did...You all wouldn't be on his side.” A bitter laugh was heard.

“I'll never forgive you,

Crowley...Never...Because of you...Grim is DEAD! DEAD! NEVER COMING BACK!” There was a dark overwhelming power that started to surround Yuu.

“Oh no...” that was all ldia could say.

“This power I'm sensing... there Overblotting?!” Malleus quickly took out his wand to help you.

“I thought he couldn't use magic...” leona yelled out loud also grabbing his wand.

“That's impossible! The collar around his neck should be draining any magic from there body-?!” Riddle tried to understand the situation.

“NEVER FORGIVE! NEVER FORGET! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!!” ink poured onto there body.

“NO! YUU!” Azul pleaded but it was useless.

“STOP YUU! PLEASE! THIS ISN'T YOU!” All vil could do was watch their dear friend transform.

“EVERY LAST OF YOU! JUST DIE!!!! GRIM!!”

Everything happend so fast you couldn't even blink...Yuu overblots and transforms. Grims overbloted version was there right beside Yuu. Just liked they promised, to always be by each others side.

“Oh No....What Have I Done?” Crowley said fearful.

Then...The Twisted Wonderland World Was Shrouded In Dark Blue Flames and Darkness....

[curatoroffiction]

Overprotective Part 2

The first post of this story can be found here. The post this story was based off of can be found here.

Your words hit Lucifer like a truck. He grabs your arm, stopping you, and when you turn to yell at him, you pause when you see the visible fear and pain in his expression.

You two are soon joined by Mammon and Beelzebub standing in the doorway, having followed you in your frustration. The two arrive just in time to hear Lucifer ask you "What do you mean you hope you die?"

You didn't really mean it, you were just SO tired. So fucking tired. So done with having every little thing in your life softened and controlled.

Before you can answer, Mammon blurts out "WHAT D'YA MEAN YOU WANNA DIE!?" while Beelzebub quietly stares at you, trying to understand.

Mammon's outburst attracts everyone in the house. It's hard not to hear him.

Soon the brothers are all spilling out the door, and you think you can even see Belphegor somewhere hidden in the background.

You sigh. "… I can't keep doing this thing where you guys control every part of my life. I can barely deal with you controlling ANY part of my life." You shrug Lucifer's grip off your arm, and you finally begin to address the issue head-on.

You look to Levi; "I want to be able to watch sad movies and sad shows. I want to enjoy the angst. I want to be able to cry. It's good! It's healthy! What ISN'T healthy, is avoiding sad things all the time, like they're going to kill me!"

Levi cuts in; "But they COULD kill you!" before quickly getting quiet again, not meaning to talk over you.

You stare at him in frustration and confusion. "… What do you MEAN they can kill me?"

"Humans who watch more sad shows tend to live shorter lives.."

"…" It begins to click for you. But you also have to rectify this misinformation; "Levi, those statistics don't imply causality. If they're even real, they'd imply correlation. People who only watch sad things that are painful probably aren't living very happy lives to begin with. They're probably trying to cope through a tough reality, which would likely be the REAL cause of their shortened lifespan, in conjunction with a HUGE number of other factors."

"…"

"Watching sad shows is good, and can even help with test-running sad scenarios before they happen in a low-stakes environment, which is GOOD for emotional health and wellbeing."

"…"

"If all I ever do is watch sad shows, then yeah, maybe I need help. But that's not the same as watching a few in a rotation of other medias."

Leviathan looks rather embarrassed.

"And you!" You turn your attention towards Asmodeus. "Asmo, you can't keep trying to destress me all the time! Stop giving me creams and tinctures and your new balm of the week! I want to stay up! I want to live a little messy!"

"But those things are GOOD for you! I never push anything on you that I didn't already use myself!"

"That works FOR YOU - It's not going to work for everyone! It makes my stress WORSE when I have to adhere to your strict regimen! It's exhausting and frustrating, and it takes any joy I got out of sharing those bonding moments with you, and sucks the life out of it!"

Asmodeus realizes he never considered that you weren't enjoying being doted on. He LOVES being doted on, so he thought you would want the same thing. Looking at you now though, and realizing his behavior contributed to this stress and this problem that's coming to a head now, he feels… Not great.

As Asmodeus gets quiet, you look to Satan, who is surprised. "Satan, I get that you're worried about my health, but when you treat me like I'm not doing enough? It's so fucking insulting. Telling me to take care of my health like I'm not already doing that. Telling me the statistics of illnesses and injuries isn't useful, it's fear-mongering at best."

"I just thought that someone in this house should be wary of what can befall a human - You're all so delicate."

"But when you treat me like I'm paper, all I want to do is just tear myself apart! If I can't walk down a set of stairs without you telling me the statistics of stair-related injuries and trying to hold my hand, I'm never going to feel like I can live my life! Imagine if YOU had someone constantly walking through your room, telling you the statistics of book avalanche-related injuries, while touching all your stuff and changing everything so you can't live the way you want to!"

The contrast to his own life makes Satan double-take. He never realized he was being controlling and invasive, but your comparison brings light to how his behavior could damage your relationship. "… It would be rage-inducing."

"Exactly! And Belphegor!" Belphegor tries to hide himself, but the brothers part under your frustrated gaze, and you can see the sleep demon anxiously shifting under your scrutiny. "Belphegor, why are you avoiding me??"

"….." He's quiet, struggling to put words to everything. Beelzebub realizes his brother's been hurting, and he hasn't realized because he was so concerned with your wellbeing. Beelzebub gently rubs Belphegor's back, and Belphegor covers his face, looking away as he finally is able to get out the words; ".. I didn't want to hurt you."

His reasoning is different from everyone else's. It's reasonable in the fact that it's already happened.

Though, what DOES make it unreasonable, you have no problem telling him; "If you don't want to kill me, you're not going to! You don't kill people you don't want to! And besides, if it's a fear of accidentally hurting me, that's normal! People accidentally hurt the people they love all the time! People don't accidentally KILL the people they love all the time, and what you did to me when I first arrived in Devildom WASN'T AN ACCIDENT!"

Belphegor is silent, soaking in your explanation.

Your voice softens as you become a little less frustrated, being able to voice everything that's been bottled up inside; "SO- As long as you don't want to kill me, you're not going to. And if you accidentally hurt me? I'll heal. We'll work through it together-"

"What if I hurt you in a way you can't heal from? Demons are strong and- …" It chokes on the edge of his tongue, threatening to come out. He tries to hold it back, but he can't. "And.. I know better than anyone how easy it is to snap your neck. It was like a toothpick. Do you know how terrifying it is to realize that I have to control my strength to that level around you? All it takes is one playful shove, and you could end up in the hospital- Or worse. You're so much more delicate than you realize, and we have to be so much more careful than you realize."

It's here that a silence comes over everyone as you soak in his explanation. You never really realized how difficult it was for the demons to reign in their strength to keep you safe. You thought it was fairly breezy, since everyone else seemed so relaxed until recently.

It's your turn to feel sheepish.

".. I'm.. Sorry. I didn't know. But there has to be a middleground. You avoiding me makes me feel awful. I feel unloved and unwanted and ignored. I don't want to be safe at the cost of our relationship. And my safety shouldn't be an ultimatum."

"…." Belphegor's eyes are sad, and he's been trying to hold back the tears, but he can't. Beelzebub holds him and tries to comfort his brother.

The demon of gluttony realizes he too has been trying to control your life too, which has probably been causing you undue stress, which is probably why you ran out here in the first place. ".. I'm sorry for making your life more stressful, _. I want to keep you safe, but it's obvious that I should have talked with you about it."

The apologies start spilling as one by one, the brothers begin apologizing for controlling your life and making you feel ostracized.

Mammon doesn't apologize as he doesn't feel like he crossed any boundaries, and makes it known when Asmodeus elbows him. "Hey, I didn't cross any boundaries!"

"… I mean, trying to feed me shady vitamins out of a bag is hilarious, but also probably not exactly healthy."

"But I've been making you better food too! Packin' the nutrients in!"

"Is THAT why you learned to cook all these new dishes??"

"YEAH!"

"…" His kindness and effort were sweet, and the least invasive of the brothers' attempts to help you and prolong your life.

But those weren't the only things he was doing. "I need you to stop trying to give me protein shakes and vitamins and whatever 'health supplement' you find on the shelf. The health supplement market is really messed up. I've lowkey been avoiding most of what you give me, because there's no regulation in that market, and it actually COULD hurt me."

He's stunned. He figured some of his methods might've been a bit harmful, but he also figured he would get enough right that it would cancel all the bad stuff out.

You continue; "Can we all find a middleground? Why are you all so scared of me dying right now? Did something happen?"

Lucifer nods, having been listening; "I think a middle-ground would be better. If you're feeling stifled, that's not healthy either. And it's obvious we need to take better care of you-"

"Why do you NEED to take care of me?" You turn to Lucifer, exhaustively. It stops him in his tracks and he stares at you, confused.

"… Because you're precious to us."

"But I'm not helpless. Do you not trust me to reach out when things are getting difficult? I can advocate for myself, Lucifer! It's so demeaning when you treat me like you know better, and like I'm just some bumbling idiot who you have to keep from dying!"

The words cut deep. The last thing he ever wanted to do was to make you feel like he looked down on you. You are one of the most important people in his life, and he adores you. The fact that you haven't been able to see that causes Lucifer to become quiet as he reflects on his own behavior.

He should have reigned in his brothers. He should have given you space. He should have advocated more for giving you your own voice, not talking over you with what you should have been doing.

It all seems so clear and so obvious, but it took you speaking up for him to realize how much he's been ignoring your emotional needs in care of your physical health.

And with this whole meltdown, he's realizing that it was the breaking point.

"I too, am sorry, _. I never meant to make things more difficult for you. I love you dearly. I will be better, going forward."

You finally seem to relax as he apologizes.

But he continues; "Can we please talk about your mortality, though?"

Everyone can see it's not exactly a conversation you WANT to have. But you know it's one you need to have. ".. Okay."

Levi sputters out with his frustration first; "If you die, then I won't be able to share the rest of my life with you. There's so much that can happen when you're gone. I know you're not going to live long, and it scares me. I don't want to reach a day where I want to knock on your door to ask you to hang out, but I know you'll never answer." He's tearing up as he says this, his body physically shaking.

Asmodeus gently rests a hand on Leviathan's shoulder, looking to you, a sad expression on his face. ".. I think a lot of us share that sentiment. We want to get in as many good memories as we can, because you are such a precious, amazing, wonderful person. You are a once-in-eternity kind of person, and we will never be able to fill the hole you'll leave when you die. It's so hard to think of moving on when we've barely gotten to share a life with you."

Satan fidgets with his fingers against his leg, but he can't keep himself contained any longer, cutting in; "Solomon's here to stay forever, why can't you be too? We know it's possible. We know you could stay alive forever. The bastard says he doesn't remember what he did to curse himself with immortality, and every immortality curse I've found comes at a great cost…" He finally looks to you directly. "But all of that aside, it's hard to even broach the topic with you. Do you WANT to live forever? It would be selfish for us to ask you to carry the pain of watching every one of us die, just because we can't bear the sight of losing you. I can't bear the sight of losing you.. But it feels so selfish. And I don't want you to ever reach a point where that sorcerer is the only friend you still have left that hasn't died. …" His voice trails off in frustration, losing his train of thought to the idea of you living eternity alone with Solomon. You can see Satan's grappled with this issue for a while.

Belphegor picks up where Satan left off; "It's hard to imagine a world without you. You came into our lives, and it was like breathing for the first time in a long time. We love who we are because of you.. And I think we're all scared of who we'll become when you're gone. Losing you will be right up there with losing Lilith as the worst things we've ever experienced, and we won't have another you who can help us through it. We wouldn't WANT another you. …. But we simultaneously recognize that it's not your responsibility to help us through it."

Seeing his brothers going back and forth about their feelings, Mammon can't help but be grounded in the moment. ".. I think we wanna take responsibility for it now, because when you're gone, we're gonna hafta take responsibility for it anyways, yeah? …" He looks anywhere but directly at you. "…" His silence is hard as he chokes back the tears, trying not to fall apart in front of his brothers, but between Levi's crying and Asmo's sniffling and everyone else's pain, it's hard for Mammon to keep strong.

So Lucifer steps up to the plate. "We're sorry for pushing all of this on you, _. It shouldn't be your responsibility to help us through the pain and loss that hasn't even afflicted us yet. It's hard to talk about this without accidentally putting pressure on you to choose an eternity that could hurt you so much worse in the long run, just to keep our own heads on straight. Do you understand? We promise, it was never meant to make you feel belittled, we just.. We've never dealt with something like this before; A slow attrition of loss that we either have to accept, or find a way to fight.." He gently rubs your back, looking you in the eyes. ".. And we've never really been the kind of people to back down from a fight."

"…" It all makes sense. And hearing their hearts laid bear like this clutches at your heart. You never wanted them to feel like they couldn't come to you about this, but you understand how it got this bad. It would take facing all of their fears and letting you come to an answer at your own pace, without pressuring you. THAT'S why they tried to prolong your life without saying anything. THAT'S why they kept talking about your health. THAT'S why they kept trying to circumvent the issue.

You continue; ".. I appreciate the honesty, guys. I love you all too. I don't want to leave you guys all alone, but.. You're right. Immortality would be a huge decision. If it's even achievable. … And I understand why this all happened. I understand why you guys pushed the way you did. I think we should keep talking about this, but, taking it a little slower. That way, you guys aren't completely holding back the floodgates, but I also don't get overwhelmed. Whatever happened, whatever fate I choose for myself, I do want it to be my own decision. But I think I NEED to make that decision. I've put it off because I didn't really want to think about it, but.. I don't want to put it off until it's out of our hands."

Lucifer rubs into your back, listening. All the brothers listen.

"Until then, until I figure out if I want eternity or not, can we please go back to how things used to be? I'll do my best to take good care of myself, and advocate my needs, but I need you guys to trust me that I'm going to take care of myself and let me live a little, even if it's risky. I promise, I'm not going to be diving off the roof, but I want to be able to play games that make me sad, eat junk food that gives me pimples and might not be GREAT for my heart. I want to hang out with you guys, even if I could get hurt. I want to not be reminded of my mortality constantly, and be able to make my own choices about my own limits. I promise to be good to myself and reach out if I'm struggling, but you guys gotta promise to be willing to let me take more responsibility for my life again."

"You need some good things in your life though." Levi doesn't want his efforts to get lost in the shuffle.

"I'll make sure to set aside time to enjoy good shows with you that are happy and show how good life can be. Can you sit with me through the sad ones and help me pick up the pieces?"

Levi nods, wiping his eyes.

Asmodeus takes this chance to add; "You also need to be gentler with yourself. You can't be up at all hours of the night every night."

"I'll be good about my self-care, making sure I'm getting good sleep and relaxation. Can you love on me when I don't want to be presentable and good and I want to just throw caution to the wind sometimes when it comes to the littler self-care things? I don't want every minute I spend with you guys to be an exercise in avoiding death. I want to LIVE a little, which means we'll get messy and make some bad decisions sometimes."

"Of course. But only if you're not letting yourself fall to ruin. I don't want to watch you waste away.."

"I promise I'll reach out if I start to struggle, and I'll accept your help if that time comes."

"Thank you."

"And your health-" Satan adds, a little embarrassed, but not wanting it to go unaddressed. "You need to be wary of how dangerous this world is, and how fragile a human body is."

"I won't go throwing myself down the stairs or taking wildly unnecessary risks - So long as you let me take risks and get hurt sometimes. I'd rather you help me patch myself up after getting burned or cut than to live my life constantly cushioned." You look to him so earnestly that Satan is flustered, but he understands. Life without risk isn't exactly living.

"I think I can do that."

You look to Belphegor, who has been quiet this whole time. ".. And Belphegor, can you please be in my life again? I miss you."

"… What if I hurt you again?"

"We'll figure it out together."

"What if I can't control myself?"

"You have 6 brothers who will happily kick your entire ass if you go Human Murderer on me again. You should rely on your support system. Don't be afraid of fighting with me. We need to be able to have fights and disagree and have bad days sometimes. What matters is coming back together and making things right, and relying on our support systems so it doesn't get out of hand. Alright?"

Upon mention, his brothers quickly crowd him and hug him and hold him, reminding him that he's not alone in this. He's not alone in learning how to be better to you.

"…." Belphegor nods, tearing up again, soaking in everyone's love.

Mammon scratches his cheek as he looks to the side and adds "Since we're all talkin' about ways you can stay alive longer.. Can we come to you when we find stuff that could be an option? There's gotta be more options than forever immortality an' death, yeah? Witches stay alive for ages!"

"… Only if you don't pressure me to take it, and you let me be the ultimate decider, and you don't bombard me with stuff all the time. I don't want you coming at me with 'Prolong your life now' schemes every other day. I want to be able to live with you guys, and live the life I have, however long it's going to be. Alright?"

".. Alright." Mammon seems more comforted in the idea that he can keep looking for ways to give you more options.

Beelzebub slowly moves towards you, silently wrapping his arms around you in a hug. You hug him back. The brothers begin all coming close to hug you. Beelzebub apologizes once more; ".. We're sorry for stressing you out. Thank you for listening to us and our concerns. You're important to us. We love you."

Hugging as many of them back as you can as you're squeezed softly into the fold, you respond; "Thank you guys for talking to me about it instead of continuing to be weird and stand-offish. We'll figure it out as we go. In the meanwhile, let's make good memories."

The brothers begin heading inside, you following them.

Lucifer lags behind a little, tugging a trinket out of his pocket. It's a pendant which would keep you from aging which he picked up thinking you might like it - But considering the conversation and the boundaries you've just set, he thinks it would be best to just.. Be in the moment with you.

He stuffs it back into his pocket and comes to join the group in the house, and he opens the door just in time to hear Levi cry out "NO BUT THAT IS THE SADDEST ANIME EVER-" followed by your hallowed cackling of 'making up for lost time'. Lucifer smiles to himself.

However long they have with you, it's the greatest treasure of all.

[ur-dad-satan]

Daddy (sub!MamxM!MC) kinky

4k words, 18+, MDNI, enjoy <3

Includes omorashi kink, face fucking, anal sex, face painting, fluffy praise

This is a kinky smutshot featuring choking, omorashi, handcuffs, praise, and dom!MC. If you don't know what omorashi is, it's basically a piss holding kink. I understand that it's not for everyone so feel free to skip this one. I'll write another MammonxM!MC eventually.

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MC had been in the Devildom for a while now and he knew that there was something about Mammon from the first time they met. MC could see right past the facade of "money-grubbing scumbag". He knew that the second eldest had more to him than what people said about him, and the side he showed to everyone. No one - not even a demon - could take being bullied by everyone around them without at least feeling a little bit bad. Luckily, MC saw through it. MC broke Mammon's shell. There was many a night where Mam had a rough day and the only way he felt better was to cry in MC's arms. Since that first night Mam showed his true colors, MC would stand up for him whenever someone would bully him. This extended to his brothers as well. 

Things came to a head the day Mammon was getting yelled at by Lucifer over skipping his last class one day. He had felt ill, and MC came home with him to make sure he didn't get worse. By the time Lucifer had found out, Mam had taken medicine and started to feel better, but not by much. When Lucifer barged into Mammon's room where he and MC were watching a movie, he started to scream and swear at Mam so loud that all five of the younger brothers gathered outside of Mammon's door. Mammon was stone faced while taking the verbal assault, but MC knew he was hurting. He shouldn't have to take this whether he was sick or not. So, MC stepped in between the angry demon and his brother. MC used his pact to make Lucifer stop talking and laid into him. MC's mouth was fouler that the avatar of Pride's surprising all seven demon brothers.

Three things changed that day. 1. The little bros were now afraid of MC. Not even Diavolo would have spoken to Lucifer the way he had. 2. Lucifer respected MC a little bit more than he ever thought he would. And finally, 3. Mammon fell in love with MC, and he fell hard. To this day, Mammon and MC were dating.

*.*.*.*.*.

Fast forward to the present day, Mammon, MC, Beel, and Simeon were all heading to their last class for the day. The class was over an hour long and Mam's worst class. Both of them had been overburdened with all of the student council work on top of all of their schoolwork and preparing for their finals. Neither of them could remember the last time they hung out without the pressure of homework, projects, or some type of other work pressing down on their shoulders. Suddenly, MC got an idea in his pretty little head. Before the class started, MC went up to the teacher and told her that he wasn't feeling well and told her that he would get the notes from Simeon and needed Mammon to walk him home. The teacher wrote herself a note saying that he was going home and excused both MC and Mammon.

"Mam, I'm not feeling well, and the teacher said you can walk me home." MC said in Mammon's ear. Worry immediately washed over the white-haired demon's face and he shot out of his chair.

"Are you okay, Treasure? What's wrong?" Mammon asked worried about his boyfriend. He gently held onto MC's sleeve as they walked over to Simeon to ask if they could borrow his notes the next day to which he happily agreed. MC told Beel that they would be leaving and the two of them started to walk out of the school. "MCCC you never answered my question. What's wrong? Why don't you feel well?" Mammon asked now holding onto MC's arm as they walked.

"Honestly? I lied. I feel fine. I just needed a cover for us to skip so Lucifer won't get mad. We're gonna go spend some time together, Pet." MC explained. Mammon blushed a little at the nickname but nodded in understanding.

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Once the two got home, they checked the others' rooms to make sure no one was home; afterward, they grabbed some snacks from MC's secret stash and went to Mammon's room. MC knew that Lucifer would probably discreetly look for proof of illness, so they both blew their noses into a bunch of tissues and poured out a little bit of medicine to make it seem like he had taken some before starting their movie and eating their snacks.

The two watched movies, ate snacks, and cuddled for a while before the while some innocent vibes took a sharp left.

"Ugh, can you pause the movie, babes? I have to go to the bathroom." Mammon asked and tried to get up.

"No." MC said and held him tighter.

"C'mon, MC. I gotta piss." Mam whined.

"Then you're gonna have to hold it." MC replied and kissed his boyfriend's neck. Mam blushed and muttered a 'fine' under his breath before snuggling up to MC again. It only took fifteen minutes for Mammon to start squirming.

"MC, please. I really gotta piss." Mammon whined and tried to get up. MC's grip didn't falter, and he continues holding the demon down.

"Then hold it, Pet." He said in a sweet voice.

"I can't. I really have'ta go." The white-haired demon said. He finally got his torso free and could sit up.

"How about we play, then. Let's make a bet." MC offered. Even though he couldn't see, MC was almost certain his eyes had a glint of competitiveness in them as his body language changed. After all, Mammon loved bets.

"What kind've bet?" Mam asked skeptical. MC sat up as well and wrapped his arms around Man's mid-section under his shirt. Fuck he was fit. Not too muscular, but just enough to know he was strong. MC pulled him close before speaking again.

"If and only if you can hold it until I tell you that you can go, I'll fulfill one wish. Nothing is off the table within our boundaries. Whatever you want. So, we have a deal?" MC proposed. Mammon took a minute to think it over before giving MC an answer. Somehow, he felt like there was going to be some type of catch, so he asked.

"There's a catch, ain't it?" Mam asked. Sometimes, very rarely, MC cheated in their little bets.

"Of course." He laughed. "We're just gonna play a little bit while you hold. Okay?" MC sat up on his knees and moved his hands to drape loosely around Man's neck. He kissed the demon's cheek while he decided on whether or not he wanted to participate.

"Alright. Ya got a deal." Mam smiled. He couldn't say no to the love of his life especially when it meant that he could be this close to him for a little while longer.

"Seal it with a kiss?" MC asked innocently. Mammon let out a tiny laugh and pecked his boyfriend's lips. "Ready for your rules, Mam?" He asked getting up.

"Yeah okay." Mammon was clearly only half listening now. That's something they would have to fix. MC held out his hand for the white-haired boy to take and guided him to stand beside his bed.

"I only have three rules for you, alright, Love?" MC prefaced. He kissed Mam's forehead to make him pay attention. "First, you're not allowed to touch yourself. I know how hard it makes you when you hold your piss like that." MC kissed his neck right below his jaw to punctuate his statement. The feeling brought Mammon reeling back to the present. His arms snaked around MC's waist and pulled the human closer to himself.

"Ya know me so well, what's next?" Mam asked burying his face in MC's neck. MC stroked his head and cupped his face on one hand.

"Second, you can only call me 'sir' 'daddy' or one of our little names. Third, if you piss yourself before I tell you to," MC started. He made sure that his mouth was right next to Mam's ear before dropping his voice seductively and practically whispering "I'm going to fuck you until you see stars. Got it?" He once again punctuated himself with a kiss to Mam's ear. His body shuddered and he inhaled sharply before he pulled away a bit to look into MC's eyes.

"Yeah, I got it." Mam said and started to look away. MC kissed Mam's lips once more but this time, it was far steamier. This kiss was no quick peck as the previous had been. This one kiss turned to many. Their hands ran all over each other and MC pulled Mam closer. The more they kissed, the needier Mammon got. Swept up in the moment, the demon boy took MC's shirt off. MC pulled away with a quick peck to his nose and grinned mischievously.

"Strip. Down to your boxers." MC commanded. Mammon, still caught up in the moment, started to take his clothes off immediately. He stood in front of MC in nothing but a pair of black boxers and the blush painting his beautiful dark skin. "Good boy." MC complemented. Almost as if to remind Mammon of what got them to this stage in the first place, his bladder throbbed making him squeeze his thighs shut.

"Ah, fuck," The demon exclaimed in half surprise and half arousal. MC smiled a small smile. 

"On your knees. Where did we put the handcuffs, pretty?" MC asked and started walking towards Mammon's bathroom. 

"They should be in my top drawer next to the sink." The boy on the floor called out. "Oh! look in the linen closet in there and get the new white box. It's a mat that soaks up water so cleanin' up is easier." MC nodded in acknowledgement and got those two things. 

"You're so smart, Mam." MC complemented while grabbing the things they would need to have fun. Mammon blushed a bit darker at the sweet words. MC complemented him all the time, but it always took him by surprise. MC came back soon after and kissed Mammon's forehead before he stood up to help MC set everything up. Once the mat was spread out on the floor with Mammon kneeling on top of it with a desperately uncomfortable look on his face, MC smirked. "Are you ready for handcuffs, my pretty boy?"

"Yes, Sir." Mam said, his face and body language both changed to reflect how much he was trying to hold his piss. Don't get him wrong, he loved being fucked by MC, but he wanted to do good and get praise. Just thinking about what he could get MC to do if he could just hold it long enough made him hard. MC only noticed how hard he was getting after securely locking his hands behind him.

"Excited already, aren't you?" MC asked. He leaned down and kissed Mam's neck, savoring the taste of his gorgeous golden-brown skin. Mam's body relaxed and he moved his head to allow his partner more access to make him feel good. He still didn't want to let it out yet, so he squeezed his thighs once more. His breath quickened a bit as his tent grew even more to full mast. MC kneeled down on his knees beside Mam and kissed his pretty lips. The human's hands ran all over Mammon's body; one gingerly stroked up and down Mam's back making him squirm while the other squeezed and prodded at one of Mammon's thighs. The hand on the demon's thigh worked its way higher, barely touching Mam's hip before resting on his lower stomach right above his bladder. 

"Please MC, I gotta pee so bad. Can I please go?" Mammon moaned into the kiss. His voice has become more needy and desperate as he barely tries to move to get MC to touch his dick.

"Not yet, and what was rule two?" MC pulled away and grabbed his face with the hand that wasn't on his abdomen.

"Really?" Mam asked exasperatedly. MC pressed down on Mammon's bladder making him moan, whimper, and jump to try to get away from the pressure; it didn't work though. Tiny droplets of piss started to dot the fabric of his boxers and his breath caught in his throat. 

"Yes, really."

"Ah! P-please, sir! Can I please piss? I can't hold it." Mam moaned and kept squirming. MC smiled evilly and stopped pressing Mam's bladder.

"Good boy, but no, you can't. Don't forget what'll happen if you do." MC kissed MC's neck once more and he moaned.

"Pressin' my bladder should be considered cheatin'." Mammon complained. MC kissed him once more before a smirk crossed his face.

"Are you gonna keep complaining? Because I'll make you piss yourself and fuck you silly if so." MC grabbed Mam by his chin causing him to blush like mad. It was one of his weaknesses that only MC knew about, and they both intended to keep it that way. Mammon started bouncing as a tiny bit of piss dripped from his boxers once more. He let out a moan and willed the hot wet liquid to stop from spilling all over his boxers and himself.

"Fuck, Baby, please! I'm gonna piss all over myself." The demon pleaded, but MC's expression changed to an innocent one before speaking.

"So, you're giving up on our bet? Just like that?" MC asked.

"N-no! I just ca-can't hold it much longer." Mam stuttered out desperately. MC had him exactly where he wanted him. The human pressed on Mam's bladder once more. The pressure made Mammon moan in pleasure as hot piss drenched his black boxers. The wetness made the fabric stick to his skin and the heavy breathing and exasperated 'no no no's' coming from Mammon made MC just as hard. Mam moaned out small curses under his breath as he winded down from such an embarrassing display.

"Tsk tsk tsk. What a shame. You broke rule three." MC said sarcastically but also a bit sympathetically. 

"You're a cheater." Mam said frustrated and horny with a hint of sadness in his voice. MC cooed and kissed his forehead.

"I don't think I cheated. I think I simply... rushed the inevitable outcome, don't you think? We can stop if you would like to, though." MC said the second part in all sincerity. He may have wanted to fuck Mammon, but his comfort and wellbeing was much more important than MC's horniness. 

"Nah, just know I'm gonna have to get ya back for this." Mammon said as his signature crooked grin spread across his face. He truly was a work of art. 

"Cuffs on or off, beautiful?" MC asked and kissed Mammon's head.

"Off, please. I wanna use my hands." MC slid off his pants while Mam was talking, leaving him in his boxers just like his boy.

"Okay, love. But first, I'm gonna keep you like that for a little while longer. I wanna fuck your pretty mouth." MC said and used his hand to gently guide Mam's mouth toward his clothed erection.

Mammon looked up through beyond the white hair that fell just above his eyes as he mouthed and kissed MC's hard cock through his boxers. The human stroked his boyfriend's face while he licked against the fabric. MC pulled down his boxers exposing himself completely and rubbed his dick against Mam's wet lips before placing the tip in his mouth. Almost like it was an instinct, Mammon licked and sucked the tip just the way MC liked. He let out small moans and grabbed the back of the dark-skinned demon's head and began to slowly push is up and down his dick. Mammon's hot wet mouth felt like heaven on MC's big hard cock.

The sensation felt way too good for MC to not have his way with his boyfriend's mouth, so he did. He held Mammon's head with his hands as he began to thrust into his mouth. MC's cock hit the back of Mam's throat and made him gag a bit, but neither man cared too much. Gradually, MC increased in speed until he was fucking Mammon's throat at the perfect speed. He pounded and pounded; thrusted and thrusted as Mammon was letting out gags and small moans. He loved being used like that. MC shoved his cock all the way down Mam's throat until his nose was touching MC's groin and his eyes were watering like he was cutting onions. When MC pulled it out, Mam caught his breath just enough before MC tackled him in a kiss.

"Good job. You take my dick so well." MC complemented between kisses. He got back down to Mammon's level and kissed him once more before grabbing the key to the handcuffs and unlocking his dainty wrists. MC placed the handcuffs on the bed side table and kissed the front and back of both of Mammon's wrists just as he always did. "Because you were such a good sport, I'll let you choose the first position, pet. What will it be?" MC happen Mam up and out of his wet underwear leaving him beautifully bare. Mammon thought for a second before getting up on his bed and put his ass in the air.

"Doggy, please." He requested as a blush spread across his face. MC laughed lightly at how eager Mam was as he grabbed the lube from the bedside table.

"Are you ready? Fingers first." MC said and spread the gel across two of his fingers. Mammon nodded his head and arched his back to give MC better access to his hole. MC gently kissed Mam's lower back then one of his ass cheeks before gently pressing one finger in his ass. Mam let out a small gasp and buried his face in the blanket on the bed. MC pumped his finger in Mammon's ass a bit before adding a second one. Mam moaned more and every little noise that he made, made MC more and more horny. He wouldn't be able to wait much longer for Mam to get prepped. The only way Mam would be absolutely prepared quick enough is if he had prepared ahead of time, which he didn't. As if reading MC's mind, Mam spoke up.

"Please, just fuck me." Mammon asked not being able to take the slowing teasing motions. 

"Are you sure, baby boy?" MC asked. Mam nodded his head and moaned out a small please. MC smiled at his adorable boyfriend and stood up off of the bed. He grabbed Mam by the thighs and pulled him close. MC's hard cock rubbed against the demon's asshole before he slowly pushed into it. Both men moaned a bit with the tan-skinned man's voice being louder. MC moved slowly to allow Mam to adjust to his size. Despite being a demon and a human, their bodies were pretty similar in terms of genitalia. Demon penises and vaginas looked almost exactly like humans' with some differences depending on the demon.

"F-uck." Mam moaned quieter than before. MC pulled out almost all the way before slowly pushing in completely. Another of Mammon's moans leaked from his lips; it was music to MC's ears. MC started moving faster, making the boy on the bed moan more and more. 

"My Diavolo, you're doing so good, baby. Such a good boy for me." MC gripped Mammon's hips and started pounding into him. Breathy moans and swears leaked from the white-haired boy's pretty mouth and it made MC fall more and more in love with him. "I wanna see your pretty face. Turn over for me." MC requested and pulled out completely. Mam quickly caught his breath and flipped over to lay on his back. MC pulled him closer and leaned down to kiss him. Their lips dance together, and the demon's arms wrapped around MC's neck to bring him closer. MC lined himself up with Mam's hole once more and plunged into him. Fuck, he felt so good.

MC thrusted into him again and again while kissing his lips and face. Every little movement made him whine, made his breath hitch, made his face go redder, and made his heart pound. MC pulled back and looked Mammon in the eye. His pupils were dilated, his cheeks were tinted pink, and a thin layer of sweat had started to form on his soft skin. 

"You're so pretty, baby." MC complemented as he was balls deep inside Mammon. Mam blushed at the complement and tried to respond but MC pounded into him making him moan loudly instead. One if Mam's hands shot out and gripped the blanket under him as his ass was getting railed.

"M-more! Don't stop!" Mammon whined out. A hungry look flashed in his eye and in an instant his appearance changed. Black spiral horns sprout from his messy white hair, and he had to sit up so he could free his wings from under him. Black and white bat like wings sprouted from his back. No matter how many times MC saw them, he always looked at them in awe. MC's pace slowed as he changed his focus to Mam's wings. His thrusts became more rhythmic, and he thrusted deeper as he gingerly runs his fingers over the wings. His touch makes Mam shiver in pleasure. His face tinted darker, and his dick jumped; he didn't know why, but whenever MC touched his wings, he would react like MC was stimulating his sweet spot.

"I'll never get over how amazing you are." MC said dreamily. Mammon's eyes darted away, and a small smile appeared on his face.

"O-of course I'm- UGH- amazin' I'm the Great Mammon!" He said between moans. Even when he was getting his ass pounded, he was still confident as ever. Fuck, MC was so in love.

"How about you show me exactly how great you are, pretty boy." MC said and kissed Mammon before pushing himself all the way in and gripping Mam's thighs. His arms shot up and around MC's neck as MC pulled him up and off of the bed. MC's hands moved to his lower back. 

MC stumbled to a wall and pushed Mammon up against it. He adjusted himself once again to a more comfortable stance and started to fuck Mammon against his wall. Mam bounced on MC's dick with pure bliss across his face. He tried to hide his face in MC's neck, but MC beat him to the punch. MC started to kiss and suck on Mammon's neck and chest making sure to leave bites and bruises in his wake. Some of them would be visible, but MC knew that no one would say anything, and if Mam wanted to cover them up, Asmo would help without a single question.

"MC I-I'm gettin' so close." Mam moaned. One of his hands shot down to his hard dick and went to work. His breath quickened and his moans became a constant string. MC was starting to get close to his orgasm too, so before either of them could cum, MC got one more idea. The human secured the demon in his arms once more before taking Mammon back to the bed. MC kissed his lips once more before turning Mammon on his stomach propping his ass up for easy access.

"One more position." MC said, his voice low and gruff with lust and breathy. MC put his dick in Mam's ass one more time and started thrusting as hard and fast as he could knowing that he wouldn't hurt his demon boyfriend. Mammon's moans steadily got louder when MC leaned down and grabbed Mammon by the throat and pulled his back to be against his chest. The demon's face was completely flushed, and his body was shaking lightly.

"F-f-FUCK!!" Mammon moaned against MC's hand against his throat.

"What's my name, baby boy?" MC asked; his empty hand shot down to replace Mammon's on his hard dick leaking precum. MC stroked his dick, gently choked him, and kissed and sucked on his neck; that specific spot where his jaw met his neck was his sweet spot. Any and everything that happened right there immediately sent Mammon into overdrive and that included how much MC was sucking and biting right there.

"D-daddy," Mammon moaned lowly. MC tightened his grip just a bit, so Mam's breathing and moans came out slightly wheezy. 

"Say it again." MC commanded and thrusted into Mammon even deeper hitting his prostate making Mam moan the loudest he had the entire afternoon.

"D-DADDY! DADDY! DADDYYY!" Mammon practically yelled as hot sticky white strands of cum shot out of Mammon's cock. His body shook with intense pleasure as his asshole pulsed and he rode out his orgasm with MC still pounding his prostate. Mammon's pretty moans were the only thing heard aside from MC's ragged breath. MC was almost at his tipping point so he let Mammon down and helped him turn around so he could paint his face like he's Mona Lisa.

"You're so fucking good, baby." MC said looking down at Mammon's pretty red face before cuming all over it. MC's moans echoed around the room as Mammon laid there catching his breath and having an occasional residual tremble from his mind-numbing orgasm. Once MC caught his breath, he couldn't take his eyes off of Mammon. Despite having his face covered in MC's hot sticky cum that was dripping down his cheeks, he still looked up at the human with big pretty heart eyes and his adorable mischievous grin. 

"You taste good." Mammon said in a small voice, grin not wavering. MC leaned down and kissed the top of his head and smiled. 

"Come on, let's go take a bath. We need one." MC laughed and went to pick up Mammon bridal style and carried him over to the bathroom. MC drew a nice hot bath and both of them got in. After washing the cum off of Mammon's face, MC peppered it with tiny kisses and small words of affirmation.

"MC... do ya really mean all the stuff you say about me? Y'know me being good and pretty and all that?" Mammon asked absentmindedly playing with one of MC's hands.

"Of course, I do, Mammon. I love you so much, and I always will. I don't care what anybody says, you're a good person and you're so pretty and handsome. You're so smart and kind, and I adore you so very much. I mean every kind thing I've ever said about you because it's all true, and I love you. Don't ever forget it. Okay?" MC ranted and finished with a kiss to Mammon's face and lips.

"I love ya too, MC. Never leave." Mammon said cuddling closer to MC. He was definitely blushing, but MC wasn't going to say anything. After they finished getting clean, the two put on some fluffy pajamas and cuddled up on the couch once more. The rest of the evening, the two watched movies and ate their snacks. As expected, when RAD let out, the brothers had a short meeting with Lord Diavolo for student council things. Afterwards, they came to visit MC and make sure Mammon wasn't being annoying to them or anything. 

Mammon was truly so thankful to have met MC and MC was too.

[bsnotoneaskedfor]

Tired MK

Before you judge, hear me out.

MK goes through SO much shit because of his "Monkey Kid" status. Like, a ton. As someone who is a teen and struggles with mental health it is so obvious that MK has been spiraling since day one. The poor dude is going to die of anxiety and depression before the Lady Bone Bitch tries to order a smackdown with a side of trauma. MK is also a people pleaser. He legit is always trying to live up to people's standards and be "just like Monkey King".

Here's the thing: I also suffer from trying to please everyone and let me tell you that shit is exhausting. Fuck magic, the thing that really makes this show fiction is that MK hasn't had a massive mental breakdown. He's had baby ones, that are still valid, but he's pushed them aside because "he has to be the hero". He never really shows signs of emotional distress besides the show poking fun at it or using it for plot. For those in the comments, please don't try to psychoanalyze the show to prove me wrong. This is just what I have seen. So, with this being said, there is something I really would love to see and have adopted it as my personal headcannon.

MK being done with everyone's shit.

Not, "MK's tired", or "MK's sassy ;D", or even Mk going through an emo phase.

I want absolutely 100% done MK.

I want to see him surviving on coffee or energy drinks because the weight of everyone's expectations keeps him up at night. I want him mad when people start blaming him/looking to him for answers because "he's the Monkey Kid". I want him done with Wukong's bullshit. I want my realistic representation of burnout and mental illness. I want to see him trying to get better and no longer caring about calling people out for being toxic.

I don't know if I'm 100% explaining this right because words are really hard so here are some examples of what I see my MK head cannon as.

(This one's based off that one TikTok audio where the guy yells at the cats to get off the couch)

MK: *Sitting peacefully, attempting to do homework or some other quiet activity*

Macaque and Wukong : *fighting like feral cats*

MK: (almost roars it) STOP IT!

Macaque and Wukong : *is startled and a little afraid*

MK : LEARN TO FUCKING GET ALONG OR SO HELP ME I'LL TEST THE LIMITS OF YOUR IMMORTALITY

Macaque and Wukong : *obeying, nearly about to piss themselves out of fear*

MK: *Deep Breath. Goes back to what he was doing*

Every Demon Within 50 miles : wtf was that?

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MK: *chugging a coffee or energy drink*

Some Demon: *starts destroying the city*

MK : Dammit *Chugs faster. *

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Wukong: Hey bud! When's the last time that you've slept?

MK: *completely deadpan* It is finals week.

Wukong : That doesn't answer-

MK:*getting angrier* I have to defend the city every damn day. I have to deal with your messes, including you. I train every day for at least 4 hours even when we don't meet up. I WORK FULL TIME AT THE GODDAMN NOODLE SHOP AND THEN I HAVE TO FUCKING STUDY FOR COLLEGE. WHEN IN THE NAME OF BUHDDA WOULD I BE ABLE TO SLEEP?!?!

Wukong : *sweats* So I see that you're stressed-

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Team Monkey : Why didn't you use [ insert power] to start with?!

MK: *sarcastic* I'm sorry. I thought we all deserved a nice bonding trip where we spent the entire time bickering and getting the shit beaten out of us. Was that supposed to be next week?!?

Team Monkey : . . .

MK: How about you guys make a list of everything I can do. That way, next time, we can just all look at it together and none of you blame me.

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Red Son : * trying to pick a fight and just being a dick in general*

MK: *Not having it* Do not make me duct tape you down so I can embroider your worst nightmares onto your skin, you pompous little fuck!

Red Son : . . .wtf

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Red Son : *Is pretty*

MK: *deep sigh of disappointment* I need therapy . . .

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Mei : * Gets the Samhadi Fire*

MK: *remembering all the shit and expectations he went through once he got his powers*

Mei: *About to have a breakdown*

MK: *laughs* Have fun

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Red Son: *breaks in at the middle of the night in an attempt to capture MK*

MK: *is awake because insomnia* So, do you , like, want some tea . . .?

May do a Pt 2

[absentmindedadmirer]

Marine Bio Headcanons

Mental illness held me in a vice grip because I cannot stop thinking about the marine biology club. interacting. OCEANS is a little family and you cannot tell me otherwise-

General Headcanons:

Kaoru likes pulling on the ribbon that holds Souma's hair up to tease him. If only every time he did it, he wouldn't have his nose nearly cut off by Souma's sword.

No matter how many times any of them towel him down, Kanata will be completely drenched the next minute.

When Souma isn't looking, Kaoru switches his homescreen to a goofy picture the group took at an aquarium in sea creature onesies and random aquarium merch.

Souma gripes at him for it before setting it back to an Akatsuki group pic but Kaoru notices that when the phone flashes with a notif later that Souma set the picture as his lock screen.

Kanata never yells but when he gets mad, the aura is absolutely menacing and everyone hurries to cheer him up.

Kanata likes showing Souma sea creatures the most (alongside Shinobu) because Souma responds with a childlike excitement and wonder, his eyes sparkling as he itches to name the next one he sees. He often thinks about how to bring up to Kuro and Keito that he wants to steal their child.

Kaoru likes nuzzling his head against dolphins like those trainers.

Kanata saw this and wanted to try and Kaoru moved aside thinking Kanata was going to nuzzle the dolphin. Instead, Kanata dived towards Kaoru and bumped their foreheads together, laughing.

Izumi is terrified of frogs and when Shinobu's chasing them, he often ends up running as well.

Shinobu was so scared to pet a dolphin but when Kanata guided his hand to its head, he now didn't want to leave it and the other three had to drag him out of the water.

Marine Bio Club (! era):

Kanata doesn't like parting with the sea creatures. Once Kaoru and Souma noticed that it was getting dark and tried to get Kanata to go home but he kept pouting, hugging various fish tanks as Karou and Souma have to pry him off.

Kanata likes initiating group hugs between the three of them and Souma and Kaoru try to stay the furthest away from each other.

Kaoru usually sputter something like, "Ew, I don't want to be near a man." And Souma replies, "Well, I don't want to be near a disgrace to society." Before they fight too much, Kanata just knocks their head together.

Kaoru liked jokingly asking Souma to make him a bento like Souma does for Adonis (Adonis does not stop talking about Souma during club meetups and Kaoru initially pays attention if only to make fun of them).

Souma thinks he's serious and vehemently refuses. This only makes Kaoru curious and when Souma's still stubborn about it, he claims that he can just steal some of Adonis' lunch to which Souma threatens to cut his head off like the ingrate he is.

Kanata likes taking the creatures out for 'walks' where he just picks up a bunch of them and piles them on his head and shoulders and just walks across the school grounds. Souma and Kaoru are running after him with as many fish tanks they can physically carry with them yelling at him to put them back.

Souma does not make Kaoru food but instead reluctantly offers to teach him how to make some of the dishes he uses. Kaoru uses them pretty frequently actually and in turn picked out a seafood recipe specifically that he knew and taught it to Souma, which the latter was extremely happy about!!

For someone who was so repulsed by males in his "I hate men, I'm not gay!" era, Kaoru shows a lot of physical affection towards these two, usually pinching Souma's cheek or ruffling and patting Kanata's head. Towards the latter half of the I era, he starts leaning his head on both when pointing or looking at things.

Kaoru accompanies Adonis to Akatsuki performances insisting that he's being a very good senior to his precious underclassman. He's really just curious about Souma's performances.

Souma doesn't believe that Kaoru goes to his performances because the man was suble about it, and says so when Kaoru mentions it in the clubroom later. Kaoru then makes it a mission to be the absolute loudest member in the audience. Keito and Kuro notice him and raise an eyebrow and Adonis is confused but is happy that Kaoru is supporting Souma so he just happily shakes the glowstick. At the end of the performance, Souma throws his fan towards the audience, square at Kaoru's face. Kaoru then threatens to keep it and they argue after the live. The next day after an UNDEAD live, Souma (who went to watch Adonis), Souma reluctantly compliments Kaoru on his performance as well.

Kanata likes patting Kaoru and Souma on the head- 1. to diffuse arguments between the two and 2. ever since Chiaki taught him what a headpat was, he's been obsessed with doing it to everyone.

Kaoru, at first, doesn't appreciate being touched by a man of all things, but he warms up to, and finds a lot of comfort in being patted on the head. Souma always likes being praised and he strives to get pet on the head. Jealousy over such praise often end up in more subdued passive aggressive arguments between the two and Kanata just uses both hands to tap them on the head, coddling them.

Kaoru likes staying as long as possible in the clubroom because he doesn't want to go home.

When Souma catches him, he says that he's doing it so that the fish aren't lonely. Souma doesn't believe that one bit but he argues that he can keep the fish company and stays there. Kanata joins in because he wants to stay with the fishies too. This isn't the last impromptu sleepover they'll ever have and by the sixth one, Kaoru is joking they should have matching onsies. Kanata's eyes sparkles and they literally cannot turn back. Souma gets a turtle onesie, Kaoru gets a dolphin one and Kanata gets a jellyfish one Souma and Kaoru bury their onesies in the back of their closets praying that it will never see the light of day outside the clubroom..

Once Kaoru's sister asked him to style her hair for a special occasion. Not really knowing anyone with longer hair than him, he asks Souma to style his hair as practice and Souma threatens to cut Kaoru's own with his sword.

Souma actually relents ,during an impromptu sleepover, when he figures out the reasoning and Kaoru feels like he's treading over a mine field as he braids Souma's hair. Kanata wanted to join in so he braid Kaoru's hair in little plaits and Souma ties Kanata's now short hair in a ponytail that sprouts from the top of his head.

Shinobu visited the marine bio club once and Souma showed him Kamegorou (the lil turtle!!!).

The turtle crawled on Shinobu, causing him to panic, but when Souma told him that Kamegorou like him, Shinobu didn't feel like getting the turtle off and made it a mission to not disturb it as much as possible. He almost left the room with Kamegorou still perched on his head.

Izumi, when he visited the marine bio club, just wanted to see what Kaoru found so interesting about it. When learning the tanks were open, he warns everyone to not let his clothes get wet.

Kaoru, who had his hands deep into a tank wading his arms around, then playfully flicks water at Izumi, and Izumi proceeds to ask Souma to borrow his sword.

OCEANS (!! era):

Souma spends a lot of time in the marine bio room in the school looking after the sea creatures. Shinobu helps him out because he feels an obligation to.

They spend the whole time gushing about turtles and frogs and have a competition to see who can name the most creatures.

Kaoru used to just soak in a lot of the info his mom rambled about during her work as a marine biologist.

Therefore, when they see a creature in an exhibit, he randomly decides to infodump on the animal. Izumi and Kanata are the only ones who know where such info comes from, so they listen intently. Souma and Shinobu just stare, confused, before turning to name the creature "Peppy" or something.

Kanata is fascinated by penguins.

They all went to the zoo and it took one momentary blink for the group to lose Kanata. Souma freaks when he catches sight of Kanata all the way down in the penguin pen, waddling his arms around alongside them. Shinobu is the first to voice his concern for his unitmate, albeit loudly. Kaoru's concerned, but the only sentiment he can let out is that it would be embarrassing to kicked out of a zoo of all places. Bystanders end up catching a glimpse of three teenagers scaling down a wall (they were trying to be discreet but Shinobu and Souma's yelling made it anything but) while Izumi is standing by the railing stuck in between calling out to them in concern and pretending he does. not know who they are. (He refused to ruin his clothes and Kaoru simply had to question that if he had clothes he didn't want to ruin, why did he bring them to the z o o ? )

Shinobu and Izumi catch wind of the onesies.

Kanata stated it pretty openly actually, sending the other two in a panic.

Shinobu, to their surprise, was very enthusiastic about it, wanting a frog onesie for himself.

Kanata happily got it for him and before Izumi could voice that he did not need one, Kaoru ordered him a penguin onesie.

Kanata wanted to wear them together but Kaoru figured that three people who graduated should not break into the school and stay there all night.

So they wear it on late nights in the aquarium and stay as long as it closes. (Sometimes they fall asleep on the floor and each other and get woken up by security, yikes)

Kaoru loves having another junior to tease so he likes messing with Shinobu as he did with Souma the year before (not that he would ever stop).

Shinobu doesn't know what's going on but he's not sure he likes it. Souma's always one to shove him away from Kaoru, shaking his head (no death threats this time tho!)

Shinobu once saw Kaoru surfing and praised his cool ninja-like moves.

When Shinobu lamented that he couldn't anything nearly as neat as surf as Kaoru did, Kaoru asked Shinobu to show him his ninja tricks which Shinobu happily obliged and now he regularly shows them to Kaoru.

Izumi had an intense fear of touching sea creatures at first.

The four of them, when they realised his hesitance, chanted around him in a circle to cheer him on to touch a baby seal at an exhibit. He eventually did and now he has a soft spots for baby seals.

Kanata is very proud of his junior unitmate for sharing his interest in the sea and spares no time in patting his head. Shinobu is happy that he is praised and the two have a stronger bond over the ocean. Kanata is very proud of his child :>

A dolphin, once at an exhibit, grabbed one of Izumi's loose jacket sleeves (This is why you actually wear your coat!) and wouldn't let it go.

After a brutal tug of war, Izumi lost. And was tugged into the water, leaving Kaoru hysterical, Shinobu concerned, and Souma trying to stop Kanata from jumping in alongside him.

Souma and Kaoru tag team to make a picnic for them on one of their aquarium visits.

Shinobu jumps into the kitchen wanting to help out, and he does with various ingredients and grabbing things for the two, but ends up clutching to the twos' arms when he's in front of an open flame (He's still scarred from Tetora's wreckless cooking bye). Izumi was about to help but all his nagging and comments about exact measurings and flavourings made Kaoru shoo him out the kitchen. Kanata's just there melting into the table, wondering when he can see the fishies (and eat them).

Shinobu convinced Souma to play hide and seek with him during aquarium visits.

Somehow, it ends up with the other three spending two hours trying to find them.

Marine Bio Club is one of my favourite groups ever for 7 years you guys don't understand oughdkhgfkh Izumi and Shinobu are such a perfect addition too!! I love this group and HappyEl has barely given us any content on the entire group but this is how they interact and nobody can tell me otherwise <3

More Enstars Headcanons:

Class 3-A || Class 3-B || Valkyrie Photoshoot || How the ES!! Boys Text {StarPro Edition}

[sassy-radio-hazbin-queen]

Bambi and the devil chapter 7.

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Alastor had long ran out of tears. He couldn't remember the last time he cried. Maybe it was when his father murdered his mother in front of him when he was a child. Or perhaps it was when Alastor himself was killed. He got up and looked around the room. " Might as well get used to it, I'm living here for the rest of my afterlife". He picks up a hairbrush and brushes his hair. " Prisoner or not I refuse to not look decent". He said smiling a bit at the mirror. " I'll say honey , you look a mess". A voice says. " Who said that, who is in this room". Alastor whipped his head around but saw no one. A little creeped out he turns back to the mirror. " You know it's rude to ignore someone honey". The voice said again. " I'm not trying to ignore you, but I don't see you, are you a ghost of some kind". He asked. " Umm we are all dead". The voice said again. " Oh right, well at least show yourself jeesh". Alastor said now getting a bit annoyed.

The voice laughed" look at the wardrobe silly". Alastor looked at gasped as a face was on it. " Wait a minute Alastor is that you"? The wardrobe asked. Alastor stood there shocked. " Ok I get now. I'm dreaming, this entire day has been nothing but a nightmare and I am quite ready to wake up now, thank you". The wardrobe laughed " oh I assure you Alastor you ain't dreaming". She stopped when she saw him stab himself with a needle. " Umm you ok" she asked concerned . Alastor whimpers in pain. " Umm no not really, how do you know my name"?. The wardrobe frowned. " Come on honey don't you recognize your friend Mimsy".

Alastor eyes widen taken into the wardrobe details, years ago his best friend Mimsy went missing, everyone including himself believes her to be killed by an exterminator. " Mimsy". He said tears in his eyes. " Yeah how's it been honey". Alastor started freaking out. " WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU, WHY ARE YOU A WARDROBE, DID THAT BASTARD IMPRISON YOU TOO, ILL DESTROY HIM"!

Mimsy could see his antlers about to come out. " Wait hold it, King Lucifer didn't do this. I can't tell you who did, but he is just as much a prisoner as the rest of us deer". Alastor scowls " A prisoner, that keeps other people prisoner". He crosses his arms. " Oh don't be like that honey. It will take some time getting used to but it will work out in the end trust me hon". Mimsy was beginning to wish she was human again. Her friend desperately needed a hug. " I thought you were dead". Alastor whispered. " Ugh I wish I was human again, ya need a hug sweetie". Mimsy said softly.

Alastor sniffs and smiles. " Thank you and don't worry I will free you and everyone in this castle". Mimsy bit her lip. " Oh sweetheart it's a bit complicated". Alastor laughed. " How so. It's just magic. I just need to find a spell book and find the cure". He said determined. He opened the door to see a teapot and a teacup. " Ooh the bad boy is staying forever". The teacup said. " Never ever leave this castle". She said. " Umm ok I don't think I can". Alastor said staring at the strange teacup. " That's Nifty, I'm Cherri bomb". The teapot said. " Hello to you both". Alastor said being polite. " Are you prisoners too"? He asked. " What prisoners no no mate, we are servants". Cherri said. " So like slaves right". Alastor seethes. " Ummm well not exactly". Cherri wasn't sure how to answer this. Especially since Alastor looked like he was going to break down the door. In order to calm him down. " How about some tea. It might calm you mate". Alastor sighs" perhaps a little tea will calm me down, thank you". Cherri nods and pours herself into nifty. Alastor smiles and nods his thanks and sips the tea. It does calm him down. " Thanks I needed that, I'm just so stressed about today". He said sighing. " Why what happened"? Nifty asked.

" Well first Vox and Valentino"- he began.

" VALENTINO"! Cherri yelled. " Yes do you know him". Alastor asked. " Kinda. He used to own Angel soul".

" Angel you mean Angel dust"? Alastor asked. " Uh huh he is a candlestick now. Honestly I thought he would be a pole, since he is a pole dancer ". She giggles. " Since when do poles dance"? Alastor asked. Nifty, cherri and Mimsy look at each other. " Don't tell him". Mimsy whispered. Alastor rolled his eyes. " Well what happened to you guys"?

Cherri shrugged. " Fuck if we know. We get invited to the kings castle. Have a lot of drinks and wake up like this". Alastor grimaces. " Now I'm glad I rarely drink". Cherri laughed. " I know worst hangover ever".

Suddenly the door knocks and Vaggie enters. " Hey Alastor the king says it time for dinner". Alastor Crossed his arms. " Send this message to his majesty, tell him I said Fuck you and the horse you rode in on". Alastor stuck his tongue out. Vaggie was shocked but she nods. " I'm so dead". She says leaving.

Cherri grimaces. " I got to go sweetie, come on nifty". She says. Nifty giggles. " Bye bad boy". She says running off. Alastor watched them leave and falls on the bed. " Hey what you did up there, was very brave". Mimsy said trying to cheer her friend up. " I know but I broke a promise to Charlie, I raised her like a second father". He buried his head in the pillow. Mimsy used her ' hands' to stroke his hair. " It will be ok sweetie trust me". Alastor leans into her touch. " Thanks Mimsy. I missed you alot". Mimsy smiles. " I miss you too".

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Meanwhile downstairs Cherri and Angel were taking to Lucifer. " Please be nice to him, he lost his family, home and freedom in one day". Cherri pleads. " And you know what that's like ". Angel says. Lucifer growls. " Look I don't have much time, the Rose petals are getting less and less everyday".

" now you can't make him fall for you overnight". Angel said. " These things take time". Cherri nods. " You need to be romantic, kind, understanding -"

" Kinky". Angel smirked.

" kinky - wait what no Angel". Cherri laughs. " And above all" ( both) " YOU MUST CONTROL YOUR TEMPER".

Vaggie enters. " Umm a message from Alastor ahem" king Lucifer. Fuck you and the horse you rode in on". Vaggie panics. " Please don't kill me "!

Lucifer eye twitches as he takes in Alastor message before. " WHATTTTTT"! he runs to the bedroom. The others following. " Kind and understanding ok". Angel said. He looks away " I hate when he is like that reminds me of Valentino". He shudders. Cherri puts a comfort arm on her friend. Lucifer knocks on the door hard. " I TOLD YOU TO COME TO DINNER".

Alastor: " And I told you no".

Lucifer " COME DOWN TO DINNER OR I WILL BREAK DOWN THIS DOOR"!

Alastor froze his breathing going up. " No I won't" he squeaks. This monster was just like his father. Why did he agree to stay with him again. He could hear the others telling Lucifer to be gentle with him. But Alastor was already having flashbacks of his father knocking the door down to hurt him. " It would give me great pleasure of you could join me for dinner, please". Alastor heard him, but he wasn't hungry. He felt like his appetite was gone forever. " I'm not hungry". He said. Standing his ground. Then he hears the door pound harder. Instinct took over and he hid under the bed. " FINE THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE"! Lucifer yells out. Mimsy looked worried at her hiding friend. She remembers his past and sighs sadly. Alastor heard him pound the door again before leaving finally. Slowly he gets out. " You ok sweetie". Mimsy asked concerned. " I I don't want to eat with him". Alastor says shaking. Mimsy nods in understanding. " Hey it's not that bad. Once you get to know him-"

" I don't want to get to know him". Alastor said crossing his arms. Neither knew that at this moment Lucifer was watching sadly through his mirror. " He would never love me, a monster, the devil himself. It's hopeless". He buried his face in his hands and sobs.

[lokisivy]

Look what you made me do - Eddie Munson

(Part 4)

Warnings: cursing, Henderson reader.

Since yesterday night, Eddie hasn't talked to you, and you guys shared some classes he was being cold you are starting to regret last night. you went to talk to Robin during lunch. Just a quick chat before you head to your tables.

"You actually had sex with him?" Robin said, surprised.

"Yes, I did, Robin, and he hasn't said anything since, and I'm sure that he wasn't having a bad time," you said sadness laced in your tone.

I was more angry than sad he was the one who wanted me to say yes to it why is it like that whatever fucked up shit he has going on he needs to fix it because I won't be a way for him to escape whatever shit he is going through he is making me play the role of the fool.

"Men are horrible, but whatever happens, don't show weakness to him, act like you dont care, he is trying to get to you." she instructed you. you nod. "I have to go to my band," she says "Okay see you later."

While you had your conversation with Robin Eddie and his club, it had their own discussion about you.

...

Eddie's POV

"Honestly, Eddie, why didn't you kick her out yet I know she is good at DnD, but we have Mike and Dustin now," Gareth said.

"Yeah It is like you gone soft for her ever since she joined." Jeff agreed with Gareth.

My blood boiled I've had this stupid feeling of making Y/N since the day I met her. Yesterday was just making me crave more she is mine but I have a reputation of being unsympathetic and the fact that my club members have noticed then I need to take it down

"I haven't gone soft she isn't even that hot for me to fuck around with" I lied. I enjoyed last night very much, but Ill ruin the dark, scary image I built throughout the years with everyone. If I become soft towards you, people will start swinging at him like they used to hell even his friends have noticed already.

"Now shut up she is coming with her brother." Eddie silenced them

during lunch, you felt very unwelcomed it's like everyone was trying to kick you out slowly. You never felt that in the past year, but now it's different. Eddie never meant what he said to the guys at the table. god, he couldn't even stop thinking about the other night he never liked someone enough to get scared like that. His childhood taught him never to show emotion, so he never did he thinks that hiding it makes life easier, but it is not his not doing anyone a favour.

...

"If you have something to say to me, Eddie says it to my face," you said, throwing your tiny action figure on the board, standing up, leaning on the table towards eddie. he has been throwing indirect insults the entire game at you.

"You address me as Kas in the game Lady Silverhand." He yells

"Suck my dick, Munson."

"You would love that wouldn't you," he smirks

"Fuck you Eddie you want to tell me something or coward away?" You said impling about the other night.

"I have nothing to tell you y/n you're just a random chick who can't even play properly. Maybe you should join something suitable more for your gender." He said venomously, laughing

everyone was looking at you Dustin was shocked he looked at you with pity. your brother who looked up to you pitted you.

"And you're just a drug junky who has been repeating senior year for the past 2 years" you scoffed.

"Get out! " he yelled.

"Good I am done playing your stupid little games." You take off your hellfire shirt and throw it at him, leaving flipping them off. You had a sports bra on that covered up a lot.

you left the room to go to the gym. Most clubs and practices happen after school. Eddie was never rude to you, and now he kicked you out of hellfire just after you both had sex.

You had sought revenge. You had a plan in mind. You knew what would happen if you did not act on it

I enter the gym, interpreting the cheerleaders. "Chrissy can speak to you alone," you called out for Chrissy.

she aproched you leading you outside the gymnaism "is everything okay?" she asked.

"i wanna be a cheerleader."

"WHAT!!!" She said surprised

"I know, but Chrisy, you're the cap, and i am done with hellfire. I'm so tired of Eddie Munson. i just want to join Cheer again." You pled.

Chrisy and I go way back she helped me join during sophomore year, but it was exhausting, so when Dustin asked me to join Hellfire, I left now I'm doing it for revenge Eddie will get more attention now that you left or got kicked out... Rumours will start the basketball team will give him hell. The world moves on, another day another drama, But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma.

"ï don't know y/n i need to know if you're serious," She said

"I am very serious cheer looks better on college applications than fucking Eddie's Cult." I said venomously.

"I'm only gonna say yes because you, my friend, since childhood, but Y/N, I can't help you if fuck it up again."

"Oh my god, thank you so much Chrisy you won't regret it, I promise." I said happily

"Now go put on your outfit. we still have 3 hours of practice." She said, leading me to the changing room handing me my outfit again.

I put it on and look in the mirror. I look so pretty.

Oh Eddie, look what you made me do...

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

thoughts on china v usa but im sleepy so its blunter than usual

its wild that this is both teams first match considering this is one of the top matchups. like 2016 gold medalists v 2021 gold medalists. and then the players too

its fun watching haleigh washington and yuan xin yue meet as middles at the net (though i kinda want usa to throw dana retke in there to see two 6'8/203 play opposite eachother). theres two veterans on the court with zhu ting and jordan larson, we got annie drews and li ying ying as opposing letfies like this match is fun as hell.

set 1:

ill never get over watching zhu ting play...

the us doesn't feel solid yet idk what it is but theres a missing connection

china has gotten off to a strong start too but they dont feel comfortable yet. maybe its just first match cause i said same thing this morning and yesterday

the way i said "they need to put skinner in" and then they did and now shes scoring like!!! yall need some agression on offense!! also i love skinner shes so fun to watch

set 2

it must be said but wong-orantes is one of the best liberos rn like just fantastic

i need skinner to become a starter outside

yuan xin yue!!!!!!! lets gooooooo!!!

oh look whose on court SKINNER and in for cook finally what were we waiting for

usa does not have an answer for zhu ting, which is understandable but still (not that im mad lemme see her go on runs)

usa needs to feed the middle a lot to have an effective offense it seems. on the one hand both middles are amazing but on the other i need more action from the sides

last set 25-20 china now up 25-18 like us what are we doing...

i hope we see a point breakdown cause it feels like washington and ogbogu carrying...

AND THATS WHY ZHU TING IS A LEGEND

(that clip of china in rio... yuan xin yue is so cute omg)

set 3

ok commentators pissin me off but theyre right saying the us going with receivers is biting them in the ass cause they not receiving and they not scoring so now youre down 2-0. this strategy just wont work against a team as efficient as china lets be real. maybe if this was turkiye or poland...

skinner and plumber starting and doing well.... mixed feelings cause on the one hand i wanted this change but on the other i was going on and on this morning during ned v tur about veteran players and i guess i was wrong sljflakjf

yuan xin yue and then washington again like this is a middles match what did i say!!

skinner being 6'1 but looking so small and cute like this is my baby monster

li ying ying was quiet in set 2 i feel lets bring some fire!!

drews put your hair back in a bun and get to work lets gooooo

usa/nbc/peacock whoever the fuck is fucking up this coverage o im missing whats happening SHOW THE FUCKING MATCH YOU ANNOYING ASS BITCH ASS SET OF ASOLUTE MOUTHS OMGGGG GET THEYRE FUCKASS INSTA POSTS OFF MY SCREEN YOUR COMMENTARY IS SHIT YOUR GRAPHICS ARE SHIT BAR WAS ON THE FLOOR AND YOURE STILL FUMBLING AT THIS POINT JUST SHUT UP AND KEEP THE CAMERA PLANTED

zhu ting with the almost footsave skdjfakjf

ANNIE DREWS IS AWAKE LETS GO

skinner better call her club team and ask for a raise cause shes coming in clutch in her debut olympic match

24-16 usa its almost like yall needed a good offense in order to score

plumber and skinner saved the set like they got everyone else fired up too

set 4

the anouncers talking about which college this players played on. she is thirty talk about the club that pays her like damn. i know this is probable for americans but still

usa still tipping when its not worked the whole game.... like the block is just too high youre doing really well with full swings go with them. and i remember the coach yelling this during vnl to stop tipping... i wonder whats happening here

it feels so good watching skinner play so well and score so much after spending the first 2 sets begging them to make her a starter

china where is your efficiency from set 2 lets get that back!!!

usa fans chanting usa... top 10 most annoying things to happen during a match dont make me boo you

gong xi yu getting that angle is impressive the set was very tight

and see whats scoring? combinations and full swings lets stick to this!!!

annie drews is awake awake she said let me make up for set 1

wheels come off for china a bit... where are the receives from earlier

what is it with setters and lying about block touches aslfjakj

i really like the way poulter is running the offense this set

set 5

chinas pins have been strong enough im surprised were not seeing more of li ying ying

you cannot give yuan x. y. an overpass shes gonna make you eat it each time!!

some defensive breakdowns for china.... lets settle down yall

gong coming to the party now too lets go service- welp

AHHHH THE STUFF BLOCK?!??!!?!?!? LI YING YING!!!!

aces for washington!!!!

li ying ying lookin like mvp of set 5 the angles are wild

wang yuan yuan you've been quiet but you aint asleep lets goooo

larson as a serve sub? inch resting lets see oh shit it worked

AND CHINA BEATS DEFENDING GOLD MEDALISTS

that was indeed a fun match ahhhhh im so happy were getting vball again

[goldenavenger02]

I know it's pretty much a cliche at this point that I always come around every once in a while and pop in some s5 angst request (sorry if it's getting repetitive, but these are the tropes coming to mind... I also hope I've never sent a request for this trope to you... I don't think I did, but my memory is bad at this), but if the opportunity is open then I'd like to ask for something with this prompt:

Lloyd somehow manages to escape mid S5, but due to possession caused damage/illness, he's in horrible shape as he stumbles into the tea shop while everyone else is there holding a meeting about what to do next

So I tried. I really did try to write Lloyd whump. It became Nya angst instead. Your prompt is still in here, but not in the way you may have expected. Regardless, I hope you enjoy this.

“But Sensei-”

“No buts, Nya,” Wu interrupted her bargaining, his gaze flicking to the inside of the tea shop for a very brief second before looking back into her eyes, “I need you to stay here with Lloyd while we go after the realm crystal. If Morro comes for him, you are the best line of defense.”

“But I haven’t even unlocked my true potential yet!”

“You are staying here. I need you here, to watch over him.” Wu insisted and Nya had to admit to herself, no matter how annoyed it made her, that he was right this time, even if it meant that she would have to throw a bucket of water at Morro’s face if he showed up.

“Yes, Sensei.” She groaned, waiting until the Bounty left to go back inside, locking the doors behind her, only if it was to prove that she was needed on the ship, or at least would be more useful within the action.

Just a few hours ago, she was fully prepared to go with the boys into the tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master despite her lack of control over her elemental abilities, and now, just like so many times before, she was left behind to babysit. It was infuriating.

Even if she had grown to look at Lloyd like a little brother, and was glad that he was home without Morro looming over him, she was still angry when she knew that adding a large hose to her Samurai X mech would stop this problem in its tracks.

‘ “So when you arrive at the tomb, it is imperative to take the realm crystal and get back out. The less time you spend there, the better.’ Wu explained as the five of them listened intently, all adorning their gi’s and masks, ready to board The Bounty.

Well, even though there were five of them in the room, it did not include Jay, who had left once they had gotten the gist of the plan decided, citing the need to use the bathroom while Misako brought the Bounty around so they could go as soon as they were ready.

“You ready for your first ninja mission?” Kai asked, his hand on Nya’s shoulder bringing her back to reality.

“I’ve been on ninja missions before, Kai.” 

“Yeah, but that was Samurai X. This is different.”

“It can’t be that diffe-”

“Guys?!” Jay’s attention-grabbing yell echoed into the main room from outside, but before Nya could question why he was outside, she followed the others to where the call had come from, only to gasp when she saw the sight of a sickly, pale Lloyd lying unconscious in Jay’s arms as he added, “I don’t think he’s breathing.” ‘

He had been breathing, although it had been hardly noticeable to the naked eye, but those five words had sent the others into chaos while Zane, Kai and Wu had jumped into action to assess the situation.

Nya herself had been unable to move aside from the near automatic motion of helping Jay off of the ground; they hadn’t been together in awhile, but she would have been lying if she said that making sure he was okay wasn’t a reflex after all this time.

Even when Zane reported the scary words like “high fever” and “possible coma”, all Nya could focus on was the fact that he had started by telling them that he was alive. He was breathing, his heart was beating and there was zero indication of Morro inside of his body.

While she was relieved that Lloyd was safe with them, she was still annoyed that his arrival meant that she had been forced to the sidelines yet again when she had to stand her ground with Sensei in the first place to go with the boys to retrieve the realm crystal.

Knowing that Wu planned to shut down the tea shop indefinitely in order to pay Cyrus Borg to work on weapons against the ghosts, she didn’t worry about manning the desk for the closeout sale.

‘For all I know, Morro is on his way to fight me and finish Lloyd off.’

She knew that her thought process was morbid, but she couldn’t care enough to consider just how cynical she was; everyone else was allowed to go fight ghosts with very little elemental power to their name while she was a layer of security.

And if she kicked over one of the small displays in the front of the store out of pure frustration, Lloyd wasn’t anywhere close to awake so no one had to know.