#it’s also kinda dangerous but Oh yeah I was gonna talk about my bed ok so

[luckycheesefoodie321]

TUA 3x07 REACTION (SPOILERS)

TUA was on my dash and I remembered I haven’t posted my live reacts. So here they are! Many moons late.

oh so Dot and Herb ARE a thing

Huh emergency briefcase

Dang Lila had her Whiplash moment

SIR REGINALD HARGREEVES LISTENING TO NELLY

Jfc Reggie you asshat what is wrong with you (funny how we always end up here)

Wait something so charming about Lila saying to Grace “lovely to meet you” which suggests her and Diego have talked about her and how important she is and the fact the Brelly’s all called her mom

Luther not knowing where to sit

SO SHE DID KILL HIM. Damn Allison tf.

HAHAHAHA BEN SCOOCHING ONTO THE COUCH NEXT TO FIVE. MAKING A BET ON WHO WOULD WIN BETEEN ALLISON AND VIKTOR

Ben shushing Five

Damn Allison coming through without even needing the I heard a rumour

Weirdly kinda been waiting for this confrontation bc tbh Viktor does need to be held accountable for some of his actions. Some of them justifiable tho

Ok yeah nah Allison took it too far there and deserved the smack. But shit this was intense

Interesting tho. Same movement as when Viktor sliced open Allison’s neck but he didn’t use his powers

“Sweet you guys fight just like us” “nah man. We don’t fight like this” JUST THE INHERENT UNDERSTANDING SOMETHING IS WRONG. BC THEYVE BEEN DISTANT AND BITTER BUT NOT HATEFUL

Mmm not your room Vik?? That’s old Bens

BEN DOES ART?!? WHO IS JENNIFER?!?!?

Klaus laying into Reggie for just how messed up he was/is is everything I needed

“Do you trust me?” “…Yeah *nods vigorously* I trust you” *looks away eyes wide* (°▽°)

Oh god Klaus is gonna be even more messed up after this. Little Girl on a Bicycle is gonna be pissed

WHERE ARE ALL THESE CARS COMING FROM ON THIS OTHERWISE EMPTY COUNTRY ROAD AND WHY ARE THEY ALL JUST DRIVING BY LIKE ITS NOTHING

Dang Klaus really did have the greatest potential. Original Timeline!Reggie was correct. Literally dancing in the face of death

Why the weapons cabinet Grace????

Is Viktor just lying in Ben’s bed? Not his brother Ben but Sparrow Ben???

I really think Lila and her abilities is such a clever addition

OH GOD GRACE A FLAME THROWER

“The day of vengeance was in my heart and the year of my redemption hath come”

Holy moly the spirits

Damn Five good job. I mean he merc’d his mom but quick thinking.

Hmm now. Good speech Reggie. Will this thinking and helping Klaus develop his powers ultimately be more helpful or harmful bc supportive Reggie is sus.

HAHAHA ONLY CHAMPAGNE. They really celebrating this easy huh. Is Christopher gonna die??

Lila and Five is a fun dynamic

HAHAHAHA THE CONTRAST TO THEM CELEBRATING AND SEEING THE CITY STILL MESSED UP

HE REALLY PROPOSED THAT WAS SO CUTE BUT ABRUPT

Wow so Luther and Diego seem to have created the most positive relationships so far

“It means you’re dangerous Viktor Hargreeves. The decisions you make impact the entire world. So no matter how benevolent they may seem, you don’t get to make them alone” what a powerful fucking line. Props to Aiden.

A discussion about the inevitable moral grey zone that heroes have to face and how no matter how sympathetic a person is or justifiable their reasons may be, they have to be held accountable for the power they hold. Fucking fantastic. My favourite scene so far. Aiden goddamn killed it. Five acknowledging Viktor’s intentions and wanting to be there for his brother but knowing that what he did by acting alone was dangerous no dismissive of the danger. And also not having enough faith in his family that they could resolve the situation.

“No more going rogue. If you ever need anything, I’m always here for you. But lie to us again, Viktor, I’ll kill you myself”

Do I think Allison should’ve killed Harlan? No? Should she have said those things about leaving Viktor in the basement? No. Allison is also making many dangerous mistakes. But it’s like, Viktor doesn’t need to be coddled anymore or treated as if he can do no wrong just bc he got wronged in the past. The fact Viktor was waiting in Ben’s room for someone to come after him and acknowledge his feelings and let him once again be in the right was presenting a dangerous mindset.

And I think Five was the perfect person (unharried as he is by an impending doomsday) to say all this to him

Aw man poor Fei and Christopher. I figured trapping the kugel in Christopher would have consequences

Five going back for Sparrow!Ben!!

[wulfums]

hi hi! this can be applied to any of your ships really, so go for whatever you’re feeling rn!

how did your f/o(s) react when they first met you? and when did they realize they loved you? 👀

PLEASE I AM GOING TO TALK ABOUT SCUDWORTH

My self inserts are like. Half self insert half actual OC.

So- Wulfington (My Clone High oc) and Scudworth met in college, when Scudworth first started his work with the government. Wulfington was Actually a government experiment(Originally human, mixed with animal DNA as a kid, grew up on the government compound.) and was just given a reception job to keep him out of trouble (The experiemnt was VERY expensive and none of the others besides Sheepman had lived this long...they weren't gonna risk it)

So Wulfington did see Scudworth daily and found him very charming and funny and...well Handsome. They didn't talk much. Well, Wulfington didn't talk much. Scuds even back then could not shut up. And I think it was pretty obvious to everyone that Mr B and Scuds had a thing going on so Wulfington just kinda accepted that and thought 'well, ill move on eventually.'

When Scuds started the clone project before moving to Exclimation, he knew he needed an assistant. By "assistant" he meant "Someone I can blame any and all mistakes on" and found Wulfington kind of a pushover- so...he was chosen.

They were in seperate houses for a long time- and Wulfington always, constantly got stuck with all the paperwork that Scuds didn't want to do. Which was all of it.

I think over time Scudworth ended up catching feelings for Wulfington without even realizing it, since he isn't the best at recognizing what he's feeling. He found himself making Excuses to be around him more- even promoting him vice-vice principal of the school (He originally said Vice Principal but Mr B was NOT having that. So he was like FIIINE vice-VICE principal then.) to be around him more.

Mr B has been shown in the show to have jealousy issues (Which. Yeah. I get that.) so for a long time he just. Did NOT like Wulfington. Which Wulfington could not pick up on at all. But he really Was forced to spend time with him and TBH found himself enjoying having someone normal to talk to that wasn't a teenager.

Wulfington's house burned down- long story but he was the subject to extremely dangerous pranks by the clones when they were in middle school - so Scuds immediatly was like :eyes: YOU CAN MOVE IN WITH ME and Wulfington is like. Why is your mattress on the floor. Why does your house smell so bad. Guess I live here now until my house gets rebuilt

So Scuds, enjoying having Wulfington there, kept sabotaging the house rebuilding until the builders hired gave up and just left it like that.

So Mr B and Wulfington discussed this first- Wulfington asked about Mr B and Scuds relationship and after Mr B explained they were in a relationship...but could also tell Wulfington was into him as well. For some reason. He was honestly surprised Scudworth had not accidentally killed Wulfington yet to be honest. But Mr B explained that Scuds and him have always had an open relationship- and that usually just referred to like. [redacted]. But Mr B was like "Hmm he does talk about you a LOT in a romantic way." and Wulfington is like OH. And Mr B says he honestly would be OK if Scuds also dated Wulfington.

Wulfington and Scuds ended up confessing while dehydrated and sharing a small bed in an RV at Burning Man. They were on the roof at the time and watching the stars and honestly a bit out of it. So I think one of them just went "We're dating right?" and the other went "Sure." so that's how that went.

[jiminrings]

bestie what if jungkook finally finds out that jin’s friends with y/n 😭😭😭 he’d live in embarrassment for like eight business days

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

jungkook wants to crawl in a ditch for bADLY misjudging a situation he should’ve foreseen in the first place

yoongi has never been this dedicated to curing his hangover

well actually, nO ONE was really forcing him to pick you and taehyung up anyway

you didn't even ask!!! you could 10/10 just call for an uber to bring back taehyung to his place

maybe, just maybe, it's your fault that when yoongi asked you where you were when he's just woken up from a long night of partying, you mentioned "i'm with taehyung" and hospital and go home in the same sentence so that's why he went to overdrive

did he process what you said correctly?? probably not <3

that's the whole reason why yoongi had wasted sIX eggs this morning!!

he read somewhere in passing and watched song-hwa from hospital playlist enough to know that drinking eggs apparently helps you with your hangover and some other things

first, he wasted tHREE eggs because apparently, you're not supposed to drink the eggs !!! whisked !!! because it "defeats" the whole purpose

but it's still an egg whether you whisk it and no one's sane enough to drink raw eggs unprovoked

yoongi nailed it on the second try and he might have gagged a few times but the important thing is, his hangover is all-cured from the stress of digesting raw eggs :D so now he can safely drive at a borderline dangerous speed to pick you and tae up

"hey kiddo."

you peer your head up to see yoongi looking down at you, ruffling your hair in greeting

you've been held up here for less than five hours anyway, and it's not that yOU look tired,,, it's just that maybe you could use a little more sleep

lol you got yoongi thinking for a second that you're the injured on

"hey champ," yoongi acknowledges taehyung who's smiling from his bed, getting a forehead flick from his senior to which he rolls his eyes to

taehyung's... dressed up already in his normal clothes?

he already has his shoe on too so yoongi doesn't quite get why the two of you still aren't standing up

"you're lucky you just got a flick," you add helpfully, yawning in remembrance, "he punched my arm when i fell down the stairs at the dorm."

and wHY is this conversation all pointing to him now??

"because the both of you did stupid things that landed you in the ER!"

"i was just trying to see if i can go down the stairs three steps at a time!!"

"i just wanted to embrace y/n!!!"

very stoopid decisions if you ask him

yoongi shifts his weight from one foot to another, still a little lost because he's already here, and the two of you are all-ready to go, and he's not really a fan of the smell of the hospital —

oh wait

"has the bill already been settled?" he asks in curiosity, fishing out his wallet from his pocket

"mhmm. already did," tae answers instantly, nudging yoongi to put his wallet back where it came from

uhm wait maybe it's the eggs that are talking but uh

..... if the bill's already paid-

"then why are we all just sitting here?"

taehyung opens his mouth but he cLOSES it shut the moment it all clicks in his head, belatedly looking at you whose face screams conflict

yoongi's eyes turn to you on instinct, narrowing his eyes because you're choosing not to meet his eyes

"we're uh, we're waiting for jungkook to come back from the restroom."

...

.....

.......

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

yoongi's quiet, almost like he's calculating the variables in his mind

his mind's working harder rn that it did on his finals last week

"so jungkook is here?"

he gets war flashbacks every time he hears his name

he just shudders at the thought of him and he doesn't mean it positively lmao

"y-yeah! did i not tell you that at the call? he helped me get taehyung here," you scratch your nape in explanation, not accounting for the fact that yoongi still vERY much loathes jungkook when you called him

tae's not actually sure if he's helping you when he opens his mouth but he's trying his best <3

"yup! his shoulders were my crutch for like, three blocks. he also bought us food from the cafeteria while we were waiting to have my leg cast!!"

he glances at the fancy paper bags from the cafeteria downstairs, even some take-outs in there that makes it look all-stuffed

how in the living hELL is yoongi suppposed to feel about all of this :|

"i'm back! should i call an uber now? sorry, i bought these tiny hand sanitizers because they were having a sale at the pharmacy. y/n what scent do you-..."

jungkook happily chirps as he rummages through the bag he was given, preparing to scoop all the different scents to present them to you when he jUST had to look down at a familiar pair of shoes

as in the same black converse that he had the relief of looking at when someone was particularly asking him if he ever had a knuckle sandwich

"h-hi yoongi."

yoongi narrows his eyes at the kid who just squeaked, mouth puffed-up in disbelief that he looks like he's hiding a hamster in there

"bye jungkook."

yoongi uses tae as an excuse to shoo jungkook off as fast as possible but that kinda bites him in the ass

taehyung's going through a learning curve with his crutches and yoongi's making him wALK faster!!!! he still needs a little-

oh wait a minute :-)

"jungkook! help me walk to yoongi's car."

no

there is nO way that even taehyung's conspiring against him now

first jin and now taehyung????

tae solidifies his point by winking at yoongi, leaving you alone with him as you carry the paper bags of cafeteria take-outs

he's not exactly sure if he's helping you out at this situation, but once again, he's just trying his best and having fun alright!!! he likes to be included in these types of things hee-hee

yoongi has no choice now but to aLSO drive jungkook home, and the thought just makes him grumble from thinking about it

he'll have to disinfect his seats ://

"i haven't fully forgiven him if that's what you're thinking about," you chime in with his thoughts, looping your arm around his to help quell the visible stress in his mind

"it's your life," he puffs out because he doesn't want to meddle with you, consciously trying not to be overbearing when it comes to your choices

"i know. i just want you to know that your closest friend has the pride and the brains to not forgive an asshole, a goddamn junior, who said really mean things to her," you add thoughtfully and transparently, making yoongi break into a smile

ok that's got the heaviness in his chest a little lighter

"we should probably talk to each other one of these days."

you haven't had a heart-to-heart talk with yoongi for quite some time now because there weren't really any pressing issues of the sort to make the two of you talk face-to-face, but now it's probably needed

"we should."

:D

jungkook has never feared for his life in a car ride tHIS much before

and he's even wearing his seatbelt!!!!

you're sitting at the front seat and he's with taehyung at the back, the latter dozing off because yoongi indulged his request for sleep music with soft rain on the background (it doesn't make yoongi sleepy) in an attempt to make him feel better about his leg

the one-hour loop's working wonders because you're passed out on the front seat too

normally, this would also make jungkook sleepy

but how the fuck can he sLEEP when yoongi looks at him through the rear-view mirror like an apex predator??????

kook could take the easier route of pretending to sleep so he could get to avoid yoongi's gaze

but then if he pretends to sleep, yoongi would clearly see how his eyeballs are still very much trembling even when his eyes are shut and he's the furthest thing from being relaxed

don't get him started on stoplights too!!! that was just pure torture because jungkook was conflicted to whether or not he should look at him rIGHT back

taehyung and jungkook live in the same building anyway so that's more convenient because he actually wouldn't know how to act if he had to drop j-name (he honestly can't digest saying his name) separately

now that that's all over, jungkook feels oddly fulfilled in a way...?

fulfilled in a sense that even if partially, he managed to earn your forgiveness

he feels like he could sleep a little more peacefully knowing that he atleast did something right this time!!!

which is for the exact reason, he's gonna gUSH about this to mr. kim from student affairs!!!

it's uh the weekend and he walked to campus because he thinks that admin works even on weekends (mad respect)

it's noticeably a lot more empty compared to weekdays and it's just filled with freshmen with their hectic class schedules and some students who are just fulfilling units to graduate early

jungkook walks straight to student affairs and it instantly looks empty, the only familiar face in there being namjoon

as in mr. kim namjoon who's wearing a windbreaker rn and whose hair is dEFINITELY blonde than the last time (two days ago) that jungkook saw him

he's not here to work isn't he

wait is he here to rob the place ???!?#?!?

"and what are you doing here?"

namjoon is as confused as jungkook, his mouth opening and closing in dumbfoundedness

"o-oh! is mr. kim here? w-wait, you are here. i mean mr. kim seokjin, sorry. did he-"

"nope," namjoon shakes his head, putting his bucket hat back on to leave jungkook all by himself

namjoon from work and namjoon every other time besides work are TWO different entities

"we just came here to collect our paychecks. you missed jin by ten minutes."

oh well

his momentum's not entirely ruined!! jungkook just has to cram thinking of a recipe to put in your lunchbox by tomorrow and jin is his tried and tested saving grace

technically, jungkook already saw you this morning because of the whole taehyung in a cast thing, but he feels as if that the take-outs from the cafeteria aren't gonna cut it

he still needs to step up his game of course :D

so that's why jungkook forcibly enlisted jimin's help to make fish and chips for dinner and put them in two lunchboxes

one for you and one for yoongi!! he didn't skimp on the fish nor the chips and made sure they're still toasty and in peak-flavor when he delivers it to your dorm

is he intruding? is this a bad time? he didn't exactly know how to process when yoongi told him that he wouldn't stop him from making it up to you

he just iSN'T sure if delivering homemade lunchboxes at 7 in the evening to your dorm is optimal

oh good!! the door's opening :D

"good evening!! i uhm-"

... what

.......... WHAT

what the fuck is going on

seokjin is suprised to see that the guy at the door isn't from the delivery place he ordered from two minutes ago

... he may be disappointed

but what he is amused about is the way jungkook looks beyond confused and intimidated

jin's in a sleep shirt and some boxers and jungkook doesn't kNOW what to feel about all the variables present that he's trying to connect

"you look like you're hiding a goldfish in your mouth."

seokjin remarks and yawns when a fraction of a minute passes and jungkook's still frozen in his spot, his eyes darting to what the kid's holding

"oh c'mon! one for y/n and one for yoongi? you trying to make it up to him too? and none for me?" jin jives him further, leaning against the doorframe with a sleepy smirk on his lips, "i practically live here, and i gave you the tonkatsu recipe, and i'm the one who doesn't get a lunchbox?"

he eventually saw this coming lmao

jin knew that someway somehow, jungkook would come to know that hE's your close friend throughout the whole time

that he's been the sort of middleman all this time but nah he's on your team of course <3

that all this whining he's done to him has all been in the name of you and seokjin had to sit through ALLLL of that with his fists clenched underneath the table to calm himself down

"oh my god," jungkook's literally WEAK in the knees as it all connects in his mind, the gravity of this scenario kicking down on him

he really iS such a fucking asshole

how did he not hypothesize this????? how wasn't he able to connect you and yoongi and jin as each other's closest friends???

his legs are literally about to give out so that's why seokjin snatches the lunchboxes from his hands

"i am so, so, so sorry mr. kim. i-i really didn't-..."

jin pays him no mind, opening the lunchboxes slightly as he whistles at the sight of fish and chips

meanwhile jungkook is so sO close to crying both in realization and very very slight relief because he knows atleast one of your friends doesn't hate him that much

the door opens wider, the creaking getting both of his and jin's attention

"what's taking you so long? is the-..."

yoongi switches his gaze between the two lunchboxes on jin's hand and jungkook sitting on the floor looking like he's had the shock of his lifetime

wow this is really amusing

this is in fact so amusing that yoongi can't help but to snap a picture for him and jin to laugh at later

"bye, jeon."

yoongi grabs one of the lunchboxes from jin's hand and goes back into the dorm, leaving jungkook alone with mr. student affairs

seokjin chuckles as he outstretches his hand to make jungkook stand up and shoo him off sooner than later so he wouldn't look like a pebble in front of your dorm

he pats him on the back, only having to pull him slightly to get him closer to his ear

"we're still mad at you kid, don't get it twisted. you're lucky i didn't expel you."

jungkook pales at the realization overall, only weakly nodding his head as he attempts to take in everything while trying to look at the bright side

seokjin cheerily closes the door, waving at him who looks so close to passing out from hock

"bye jungkook!!!"

[zukuist]

long distance [hcs]

“you’re travelling for a internship, needing to leave the prefecture for 3 weeks— so now what, now that you’re gone?”

includes: shinsou hitoshi, midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki

your name is shortened to y/n, gn reader

notes: so.. i changed my url :)) i decided to change it early on my tumblr experience. i was gonna do shouto and kirishima but.. yeah, will add that in another post.

—

shinsou hitoshi

at first, he was like “oh ok.” because he thought that you were just leaving for a few days

but nooo, you had to leave the area for 3 entire weeks.

21 entire days

:(

really bummed about that. what’s he supposed to look forward to after school?

since y’all usually hangout after school, he needs to change that since you’re not there.

the entire vibe is different. regardless if you’re upbeat or calm around him— it doesn’t feel complete

on the brighter note, whenever he passes by a cat, he sends a bunch of pictures of them.

it’s even at the most random times of the day, and you still manage to open them and comment on them every single time he sends one

he questions what you’re doing if the timezones are very different, but you never give him concrete answers

he also ends up staring at pictures of you, trying to recall what being with you’s like.

calls are very frequent and random, and they last for hours

he looks forward to just picking up his phone and calling your number as soon as he’s free

even if he’s nocturnal, and even if you beg him to sleep.

he’ll complain about the fact that you have to be gone for sooo long,

but you only smile sadly— telling him you’ll see him soon.

not one to meet you at the airport/trainstation, but as soon as you tell him you’re back

he’s asking for your location :)

then he’s dragging you back to his place, hands enlaced in yours as he puts you in one of his hoodies,

cuddling you, as he takes in your scent, missing you as a whole.

bonus : you gave him cat souvenirs, almost as a “im sorry for being away for too long”

midoriya izuku

stays wide awake the day before you leave

he’s just unable to rest, knowing you’ll be miles away from him— for 3 long weeks

at first, he’ll just drown himself in practice and training,

because he knows it’s not good to be worrying about you too much, that’ll look a little excessive

but he finds himself thinking about you the majority of the day, glancing at the clock very often— as he can’t wait to tell you about his day

he’ll send you a message every hour, just to see if you’re okay, because you could be in danger rn and he wouldn’t know

and he’ll ask you how the place is, how the weather is like— and if you’re having difficulty in sleeping due to the timezone differences

(if it’s really different)

he thinks to himself out loud more

whenever he sees something— he’ll comment out loud like “hm, i wonder what y/n thinks about this.. i should tell them later!”

lots of video calls. and most of the time, y’all accidentally leave the call on—

leaving inko to find his son still calling his s/o at 12 in the morning (don’t ask why she’s awake at that time LMAO)

the calls are either him going on a word dump, desperate to talk to you

or it’s just him staring at you through the screen— missing you dearly.

he’s almost complaining lol

will offer to pick you up at the airport/train station because he wants to,

eagerly walking towards the station/port, excited to see you finally. oh, and he’ll also offer to carry your bags.

he’ll also be holding a stuffed animal with flowers in his hand, eyes lighting up at the sight of you

because he wants you to take the stuffed animal with him the next time you travel far away

bonus : he keeps the souveniers you gifted him somewhere special, kept away from danger

bakugou katsuki

his first reaction to you needing to leave the area is “okay, and?? what’d you want me to say?”

until he finds out it’s for 3 weeks, 21 days.

he hates it already, and he’ll be kinda mad at you— like.. why’d you need to leave for that long?

katsuki looks fine on the outside, acting pretty normal for bakugou katsuki.

however, he finds himself staring at your empty spot almost every hour

he hates being annoyed, but not if it’s you :(

this mf is never the texting or calling type of person— but because you’re so far away from him >:T

he’ll call you 2 hours before his appointed bed time, disappearing into his room and locking it— just so he can hear your voice

he’ll openly complain “why is the day going so slow? and why do you even need to stay there for that long, idiot.”

then he’ll proceed to request a video call, wanting to see your face. even just a quick look

he’ll probably admit it at some point, but baku will hint to you that he misses you

“it’s not the same without your dumbass here. i don’t know. there’s somethin’ missing here damnit.”

as your arrival back home approaches..

he goes quiet, his mind running wild on what he wants to do as soon as you get back

will surprise you at the airport/train station. because who warns people now these days? tch.

will probably give you a minute headsup— before he appears right infront of you, demanding for you bags

then midway the walk back, he’ll kiss the crown of your head— because he just couldn’t contain yourself

then he’s throwing you on his bed, and trapping you in his arms. grumbling that you shouldn’t leave for that long again.

bonus : will totally act like he didn’t miss you at all the next day. you’ll be like 🤨 uh.. okay

—

©️ izukulie 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not steal ❕

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

comfort

Peter just wants to lay down with you but there's something that kinda makes him uncomfortable and you try to confront him about it...

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!reader

Status: dating

Warning: mentions of bra's

Y/n's POV

I was laying on peters bed liking the tiktoks that I thought were funny and saving the ones I wanna do for later when Peter suddenly opens the door mumbling a few incoherent words then I can tell he sensed me since he looked up so quickly, eyes wide open and a small smile, getting bigger by the second, appeared on his lips.

"Babyyyyyy" he quickly took his shoes and jacket off and flopped on the bed his head resting on my stomach while his arms hugged my lower belly.

"Oof" I laughed since he basically jumped on me, he looked up resting his chin on my stomach

"I'm sorry did I hurt you y/n/n?" He whispered voice as soft as butter

"No it didn't hurt, it was just unexpected" I smiled playing with his soft hair "come closer, I wanna hug you" I made grabby hands and he just laughed, resting his head on my chest now, hugging my waist his legs were between mine so I crossed them around his middle and wrapped my arms around his neck kissing his head once in a while

He shifted a couple of times, making me think he's just trying to get comfortable so I ignored it, but he shifted again and silently huffed. He gave in for a few minutes then lifted his head up again to peck my lips and lay next to me.

I got very confused coz usually I'd have to make him move but he's never done this before, it made me kinda sad to be honest. Did I do something wrong? Omg do I smell bad? Does my shirt smell bad?

At first I didn't say anything since he looked unbothered and I was anything but that, I mean if you think about it, would you like your boyfriend to randomly stop cuddling you for no reason and just lay beside you? Is he mad at me?

Our cuddles would last for hours! And this one didn't even last for 10 minutes! I turned around seeing him looking at his phone with his left hand and his other is draped around my waist

"So what do you wanna order, babe?" He looked up his brown eyes hopeful for food

"Oh uh" so he's not mad at me? "W-Whatever you w-want" I silently cursed at myself for being nervous, now he'll get suspicious. And in fact he did.

"Oookay? You okay bubba?" He tilted his head? Caressing my cheek for a moment before setting his gaze on his phone again to order some food

"Yeah yeah I'm fine, it's jus- nothing no I'm fine" He nodded slowly not really convinced but let it go, for now. He laid on his side, his right hand supporting his body, leaned in and kissed me. As a way to make sure that I'm not mad at him or anything. I obviously kissed back not wanting to seem more suspicious than I already was.

He pulled away smiling, his eyes adoring my face. I would be a psycho if I didn't smile from that look.

"Ok well I'll go set up the ingredients so we can make brownies after, sounds good?" I only nodded still smiling. But that didn't convince him so he started kissing my forehead down to my nose to my lips a couple times making me laugh.

"Ok ok! We're gonna make brownies" i verbally agreed this time. He nodded happily and left the room, all the doubt I had were long gone.

The food arrived to our luck and we stuffed our face with the delicious hot meal, Peter also got my favorite drink AND were about to make brownies so to say I was happy was an understatement.

"OOOH GIRL YOU'RE SHINING" I was mixing the brownie batter swaying my hips to the song 'classic' by MKTO, while Peter took my spatula and used it as a microphone running around the kitchen singing his heart out

"LIKE THE FIFTH AVENUE DIAMONDDD" he pointed at me and I laughed "AND THEY DONT MAKE YOU LIKE THEY USED TO, YOURE NEVER GOING OUT OF STYLEEE" he shook his head as if he's confirming the lyrics and we continued on well, I continued on finishing the brownies

but Peter did make an effort, he sprayed the pan and sprinkled the chocolate chips. And he said and I quote he did "the most important parts for making a brownie"

"I WANNA THRILL YOU LIKE MICHEAL" he made the thriller dance moves while sprinkling the chocolate chips "I WANNA KISS YOU LIKE PRINCE" he turned around trapping me between him and the counter behind me, grabbed me by the back of my neck and kissed me until the chorus came in. And i couldn't contain my laughter by the sudden energy my boyfriend got from the food.

"YOURE OVER MY HEAD, IM OUTTA MY MIND. THINKIN' I WAS BORN AT THE WRONG TIME" he suddenly pulled away belting the rest of the song "BABY YOURE SO CLASSIC" we both sung together after he stopped me from putting the pan in the oven claiming its 'too dangerous' and he doesn't want me to get hurt, i mean can you blame him? I'm a totally clutz.

"Ok so why don't we watch something while we're waiting for the brownies?" He suggested putting on the timer.

"Sure" I suddenly jumped on his back (but he still caught me) waiting for him to go to the living room. He laughed at the sudden clinginess (he lovedddd it) and walked out of the kitchen. "TO INFINITY AND BEYONDDDD" he shouted sprinting to the living room. And I squealed from the sudden movement.

"Take the remote, babe" he turned so I can take the remote from the shelf.

"Got it" then flopped us on the couch, causing us to laughed. The jump made me cuddle him as the big spoon while his back rested in my front as the little spoon. At first everything was okay, the first 10 minutes of our favorite show was watched at peace but then the shifting began again. Am I making him uncomfortable?

"Babe, what's wrong? You've been doing this everytime we're cuddling today?" I asked him, so done with the feeling I'm getting.

"Uhhh" but to my luck...

*dinggg*

the oven dinged alerting us that the brownies' finished "oh looks like our brownies are done I-I-I'll go get them!" He rushed to the kitchen and I huffed in annoyance.

The rest of the night went smoothly, but I still had the pang of guilt in my heart. I wanted to know what wrong. so enough is enough, I turned my attention away from series to my boyfriend.

"Pete?" He somehow sensed the hurt in my voice and immediately turned to my side cupping my cheeks

"Baby what wrong?" His eyes scanned my face

"N-Nothing it's just- am I uncomfortable?" I didn't know what to say but hopefully he got the message

"W-what? Why would you say that?" The tv was long gone now he caressed my checks with his thumb trying to soothe the tension

"Well, everytime we've been cuddling you'd shift away, I don't wanna sound clingy or anything but y-you've never done that before" suddenly feeling ashamed and embarrassed by question, I couldn't even look at him in the eye. His eyes widened in shock and his face was full of guilt

"Baby it's nothing I swear, you did nothing wrong. He pulled me in so I could sit on his lap, his hands caressed my jaw slightly admiring my features.

"Then what happened?" My voice croaked not believing him by the second.

"Well it's jus-" his cheeks suddenly became darker, the heat risen to the tip of his ears and on his neck. I was confused to why he suddenly got all flustered.

"Pete it's fine, you can tell me" I rested my forearm on his shoulders slightly touching the small hairs that are on the nape of his neck.

"N-no it's just uh ur b-bra is uncomfortable so I just decided to sleep next to y-you inste-ad" he squeaked out, eyes closing from embarrassment. Wait- what?

"What?" A small smile crept on my face, and my mind suddenly pieced everything together, the material of my shirt is rather thin, he hugged my stomach first then I told him to come closer, he shifted a couple times due to the wiring! Oh my god how could I be so stupid?

"Y-Your b-bra, there's nothing wrong with it and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable or anything it's just, I didn't know they put metal on a piece of clothing?" He tilted his head confused.

"Yeah" I nodded laughing "well there's like a wiring around my chest like under my boobs" I showed him the area from his shirt. And I could tell he got even more flustered when I said 'boobs' coz his posture immediately stiffened again.

"We can talk about it pete it's fine, it's normal to communicate in what make you uncomfortable, in fact it's important!" I assured him

"Well I just thought you'd get more comfortable if you were wearing it and if I say something you'd have to take it off or something" he looked down at his lap, I could not believe this boy, he'd think I'd purposely wear a bra even if I didn't have to?

"Believe me, if I didn't have to wear this 'thing' I wouldn't, it's hurts so much at the end of the day since the wiring basically suffocates you" his eyes shot up immediately when he heard 'hurt' and tilted his head.

"Then why would you wear it if it hurts you?" Now it was my turn to get flustered

"Uhh well I just thought maybe you'd get uncomfortable" I nervously laughed

"No no Baby I want you to be nothing but comfortable around me, you don't have to wear you're bra infront of me or when we're hanging out. I looked at him lovingly, proud of how he handled the situation, respectfully and kindly. I leaned in so our lips could briefly touch and mumbled a

"Thanks Pete"

"You're welcome" he replied "now please kiss me" I laughed at his eagerness but Peter didn't have any of it and smashed our lips together.

"Wanna get ready for bed?" He slowly pulled away but right after the words left his mouth he kissed me again

"Yes" we finally pulled away, for real this time. And went or his bedroom. I was already wearing sweats and the thin t-shirt so I was ready to go. Peter came out of the bathroom now in his flannel sweats and a grey t-shirt flopping on the bed and taking me with him. I squealed trying to stop the fall but obviously failing. I stood up again trying to find my bag causing Peter to whine.

"Baaaaabe where are you going?" He whined

"Taking off my bra so we can cuddle, I missed our cuddles since you couldn't give me any today" I fake pouted, taking the bra off and putting it in my backpack. Peter cheeks turned red again turning his head immediately after looking at my laced black bra.

"You okay there hun?" I smirked at his flustered state

"Y-yeah everything's great" he shook his head and grabbed me again, turning us around so he can lay on my stomach

"Better?" I whispered my hands immediately going to his luscious curls.

"Much" he kissed the exposed part of my stomach and covered both of our bodies with his duvet. "I love you" he closed his eyes sighing in content

"I love you too" I replied although I'm not sure he listened since immediately after he talked I heard little snores from him. Finally closing my eyes feeling nothing, but pure happiness.

Idk what this is but I thought of it yesterday and decided to try and make it come to life 😂 tell me ur thoughts! And if u have any requests my inbox is always open :)

Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

[thelastbraincellofthehive]

* Blight siblings walking back home after Adventures on the elements *

Edric, looking at Amity: So... Luz?

Amity: Ugh! Yeah, can you believed that she lied about knowing a second spell? I didn't really care that she didn't knew one, but did she had to lie and get everyone in danger? Of course she apologized and saved the day at the end, because that's just what she does, and now she does have her second spell and I'm really proud of her about that. And also it means that we're gonna be seeing eachother at school a lot and I'm kinda happy about it! But still... Right?

Edric: ... That wasn't what I was asking Mittens.

Emira: Yeah, it was more a "so... You have a crush on Luz?" Thing.

Amity, blushing furiously: What?! No, I don't!

Emira: Riiiiiight. That's why you were getting distracted everytime she came around during training.

Edric: You never get distracted during training.

Emira: And it's why you left her behind so she wouldn't get hurt while you went to rescue us.

Edric: True, you're more the "clean your own messes dumbasses" kind of girl.

Emira: And that's why you were blushing talking to her just a moment ago...

Edric: ...And not your "angry fairy" blush! This one was cute!

Amity, still furiously blushing: Guys stop! I don't have a crush on Luz! She's my friend, ok? I'm just excited I'm gonna get to see her at school now! It's not like I lay awake at night thinking about her!

* Later in the Blight Manor *

Amity, laying on her bed: ...Oh, crap.

[gummy-dummy]

Hi everyone! This is my first fic on Tumblr, it's just here, for now, I'm excited and kinda nervous too, my native language it's Spanish and I'm trying to be better at English so sorry for the grammars mistakes, I hope you like it, dear reader.

Warnings: Probably bad grammar or mistakes, swearing, mention of knives, mentions of death, kinda cute, kinda soft, confused Dabi, he doesn't know but he a softie.

It was pretty late when Shoto and I started doing our night patrol, it had been 3 months since we graduated from the UA in the hero course, the first 4 of the class were invited to work at Endeavor’s agency, Deku, Dynamight, Shoto and me, Artemis. We were the new pro-heroes with the biggest expectation from the public.

Endeavor wasn't the best at talking but I trust him, also thanks to him I don't have to worry about rent, the agency offered departments near the agency, and the rooms in the agency’s building were comfortable enough, usually, the new group was Split into two for patrol, Deku always had to go with Dynamght, he was the only one who can keep up with Bakugo’s shit, Shoto and me, we already were pretty Good Friends, I even can say we are each other’s confidant, it was a pretty nice night shift together, the absence of noise and people (and Bakugo’s shit), made it go smoothly as always. We are used to talking about everything, in the streets we could say anything, and no one more than us knew what secrets lay between us. There were secrets that Shoto didn’t want his father to know, not that he cares, but just to protect the people that he loved.

The current number one hero thought that the friendship we share will eventually become a love story, but oh boy, little did he know. Shoto had romantic feelings for another hero, I am pretty much the only person that Shoto has physical contact with, hugs and rest on each other shoulders, that's why his dad thinks of us that way. I don’t have family near where we are but the Todoroki family accepted me as one of their own since Endeavor thinks that I and Shoto are together we had to explain to Shoto’s siblings and Mom that he was in love with someone else, they didn’t care at all.

Suddenly the cold wind of the night started to get weird, making the residual trash of the city blow roll in the air, we both started to run there to know what was happening, at the moment we got close enough a black and purple substance started emerging from nowhere, it was a warp, the kind that the League of Villains has Access to, Shigaraki Tomura came out first, being followed by the tall, half-burned popcorn (as Shoto and I like to call him) Dabi, Toga right behind them with other 3 members.

I summoned my light arrows on my bow, I shoot an arrow at the leader and the tall man with black hair just disintegrates it with his blue fire. Like it was nothing.‘What are you doing here?’ Shoto asked the team of villains, Shigaraki just started to laugh ‘We came to get some groceries, what the fuck he is trying to do? Distract us?

I just rolled my eyes and said ‘Yeah well, here, you have something to add to your list I quickly prepared my bow with a new arrow, this time a stronger one, that can’t be destroyed so easily. The amount of power that this one has, with the purple hue and the energy that makes everything feel like an earthquake made the leader of the team look at it with fear in his eyes, Dabi tried to take it with his fire, but nothing happened, the arrow just started to follow all of Shigaraki’s moves, so again the man in front of him tried to catch it with his bare hands, oh what an error was that. The indentation that my arrow left on his right hand wouldn’t heal properly at all, not till I gave the order to my arrow to disappear in the wind.

Dabi just looks at me, while the others started to attack us he just stayed on the side, watching every move I make, (with) Shoto work pretty well with each other, we know our quirks and how to enhance each other's quirks.

There was a lady that appears to be new into the league, I never saw her before, she started to shoot mini grenades from her hand, making me jump to the side to avoid it, one laid between my feet, I didn't notice it until it hit me if that thing blows I die.

I'm going to die here.

The last thing I heard was a scream, Shoto screaming my real name, and then... darkness.

The next thing I know is that I'm in a completely white room, very small, I'm chained to one of the sides of a small bed, being forced to stay seated on the cold floor, if I am in one of the League facilities why they want me here? the murder of a new pro-hero would be an accomplishment by the league, why don't make it while I sleep? it would be something to make all the world feel unsafe, make all the heroes feel in danger. I hear the noise of the door opening, someone calls my name.

Dabi, that jerk, wait he was the one that saved me, at the moment the grenade exploded he just took my arm and yanked me out of the way, and took me in the warp with him.

"Hey Hawkeye!", he looked different than the night of the attack, just with his t-shirt and trousers, not his usual jacket, he looks more laid back than when fighting. He started to look preoccupied while I think how to escape, I'm not responding to him.

"Shit, no, did they do something while I was gone? Hey look at me, can you hear me? oh, these little shits are going to pay, I told them not to touch you" I just roll my eyes and say "What the fuck do you want from me you extra crispy fried ass?" he just stares at me confused for a couple of seconds and says "I'm not- Hey don't talk to me like that I'm your savior, remember? maybe I would let them do things to you, maybe I could take this food and let you starve".

He has a plate in a hand and glass with what appears to be fruit juice on the other. "Why would you feed me? do you know that keeps me alive, right? why didn't you kill me already?" I'm really confused, isn't better to kill someone while they're asleep, or this mother fucker want's to torture me. "That's because I don't want to kill you, dummy hero". Then why did he bring me here? what is the league planning to do to me? so I ask what the league wants from me.

"What makes you think there's a plan behind this?"

"Why else would a fucking villain kidnap a pro-hero if not to use them for something?"

"Well, there's nothing behind this, no one knows why I have you here actually I don't even know why I did it, but you were going to die and I just acted"- oh he should let me die, I'm gonna kick his pretty face when I get the chance.

"What do you want? you know it was going to be easier to kill me while I was unconscious, right?"

"Why do you keep telling me to kill you?"

"This is why"- there's a thing that not a lot of people know about my quirk, the bow, and the arrows are just a form I use it to be more precise, that doesn't mean that's the only thing it does.

With my both hands tied I conjured a little of my energy to make a knife to set me free, I break the cloth that keeps me hand-tied to the bed, throwing a punch at his face, he doesn't move I'm trying to get Dabi down but he is just there, he is not moving or trying to attack me at all, looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

"Hey what the fuck, why don't you attack me? aren't you afraid that I'm going to beat your ass?"- He looks like he is in pain but doesn't fight back.

"I know you could," he says with a sad smirk, what's happening here? by a couple of times, I saw him before he never acted this way.

"Can you please just calm down, let me talk, and I'll let you go if you want"

I intertwined my eyes with him, a beautiful blue, exactly the color of his flames, I don't know why, but I want to hear what he has to say, he looks so sad, but also a little surprised when I sit at the small bed. It looks like he never thought I actually would hear his reasons.

He kicks gently the plate with the food by the side and sits on the little makeshift bed, the bed is so small that we can't avoid our knees touching, he doesn't try to tie my hands again, I could conjure a big weapon, maybe just a simple bat and then scape, I know I can win, so why am I anxious to hear him? he looks at me a couple of seconds, lets out a loud breath, and starts talking.

"Well, when you attacked me, I caught one of your arrows right?" he looks at me and I nodded "Look" he shows me his left hand, inviting me to take his hand on mine.

It's rough, more than calloused, the years of him using his quirk took a lot out of his hands, they were burned, when I touched him I thought it would hurt, but he just opened his eyes a little more in surprise and looked at me again.

"Ok you have your hands burned, what about it? it's your quirk right?" he lets out a little smile that if I wasn't looking at him this close probably would have missed it. "Yeah they're burned, I don't have feeling on them, even if I take something with force or catch anything, can't feel it."

I'm starting to understand what's happening here, but I want him to tell me anyways "Yesterday, when you shot your arrow when I caught it I-"why does he look so nervous? "I felt it, I felt the pain of the arrow, and I felt you, well, your quirk, whatever it is, I just felt your touch"

What I am supposed to say about that?- "I'm sorry?" I say confused "No no it's okay I just want to know how you did it" I don't know why I have the desire to touch him again, I need to help him, he is a villain, a cute one if I say so myself but a villain nonetheless. A villain very dangerous that just wants the world to burn, but look so lost, with the same face you see on a lost child on a Mall

"I don't know, my quirk it's just based on energy, I don't know where it comes from, It just appears when I want to and takes the form I need, I used to lost control over it a lot," I say while moving my fingers letting the violet ribbons go around my hand "Now I can control it using it as weapons, the one that makes me feel more comfortable is the bow and arrow, that way I can control it a little more, but I pretty much can conjure anything" He nodded and looks at my hand.

I show him again, letting a little ball of my energy dance between my fingers and let it go, I made it stay in one of his hands, he started playing with it, like a child with a new toy that was waiting to get for Christmas day, a smile started to appear on his face, not a cruel one, that he usually used, this one was of happiness, he looks handsome, the scars on his face makes him feel unique. I'm not sure what I'm doing till I come back to my senses, I'm catching his face between my hands, he just looks at me surprised.

I run my thumbs right below his eyes, he leans into the touch and closes his blue eyes.

"You know that I can attack you now and escape right?" "I know, but you don't want to do that, I am right?"

He is, he is sure about it and I am too, but why? he probably has me here to lend information about heroes, but he isn't asking anything about it.

"No, I don't want to, why? did you get me drugged or something?" I say smiling at him for the first time "No, Toga tried to get a little bit of your blood but every time she wanted to get a needle into your skin, a purple energy, your energy, surrounded you, Shigaraki wanted to use real knives but I- I didn't let them hurt you, I didn't want them to hurt you".

And to end: this is the first chapter, it's gonna be probably 2 o 3 chapters, I'll probably add some warnings if needed.

Love

Gummy.

[unitchiefs-blackbirdphoenix]

Truth and Awakenings Ch. 5

Summary: A Jemily rewrite of certain scenes in 14x15-15x03, with a few additional scenes :)

Chapter summary: JJ wakes up and tells Emily she’s in love with her.

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Tagging: @binariesarebullshit @bridget19 @jemilyisms

Emily’s eyes focused on one tiny spot on the white tiled floor. She was crouching forward a little, as she chewed on her thumbnail and impatiently tapped her foot. She felt a little tired after staying at the hospital for almost more than half of the day, but she wanted to stay awake for her friend.

“Emily,” Will called out in the hallway, making her head snap towards his direction. “She’s awake. She wants to see you.”

Emily stood up, wiping her somewhat sweaty palms on her slacks. “Is she ok?”

Will smiled, “Why don’t you go see for yourself? I gotta go pick up the boys.” He saw Emily staring off into space and placed a hand on her arm. “I really think you should go see her, Emily. You’re one of the most important people in her life.”

The woman was taken aback by that statement coming from Will. JJ’s husband. That means nothing, right? Emily is one of JJ’s best friends, of course, he would say that. She hesitantly nodded and Will patted her on the shoulder before leaving.

Emily took a deep breath and shook her head to drive her nerves away. She slowly made her way towards JJ’s hospital room and her eyes searched for the blonde.

JJ saw her and gave a smile. “Hey, you.”

Emily softly smiled back, “Hey.” It faded shortly once she examined JJ’s body resting on the bed. Her eyes were filled with concern, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.”

“JJ…” her boss warned, knowing that she was lying. That response always meant, 'I don't want to talk about right now. I can handle myself.' Emily was very familiar with that phrase.

“Emily, I’m fine. Really,” JJ told her. Emily raised an eyebrow at her, clearly not buying it. “Ok,” the blonde finally said. “I will admit it kinda hurts when I move a little.”

Emily awkwardly pointed at the door. “I should go and let you get some rest.”

“No. No, not yet.” JJ sighed happily, staring up at her with love in her eyes. “I’m glad you’re here. I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” The grey-haired woman slightly smiled and her eyes scanned the room as she bit her lip in worry. She lifted a hand before JJ stopped her, knowing she was going to bite her fingernails, and felt the blonde’s hand easily slip into hers.

“I should’ve found you sooner. I shouldn't have made us split up…” Emily started apologizing.

JJ shook her head, “Hey, it’s fine. I just happened to have found Lynch and his daughter when we did. I’m not blaming you for any of this and neither should you.” She knew Emily always put herself down for risking other people’s lives, and would rather put her own life on the line just save them. JJ needed to make Emily understand that she knew the other woman didn’t intend to put her in danger.

Emily blinked and shook her head. She almost didn’t believe her best friend would ever forgive her. “But this is my responsibility and- and you got hurt.”

“Emily-”

“You flatlined for a few seconds. I was there when they-”

“Emily,” JJ cut her off, her face softening afterwards. “Look at me.”

Emily finally put her attention back to the blonde and began to relax her shoulders, brushing her thumb over JJ’s hand. “You could’ve died, if I didn’t make it on time.”

“But you did make it on time.” A smile slowly made its way to JJ’s face, “You saved my life, Emily. You always did.”

Emily shrugged, “I don’t know what I’d do, if I didn’t.”

JJ simply nodded. Even the blonde wouldn’t know what to do with herself, if Emily was hurt on the job, either. JJ understood what Emily meant because she would’ve done the same and risk her own life for her.

Then, she remembered why she told Will she wanted to see Emily alone. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

Emily froze for a second, as questions began to run through her head. She’s not quitting, is she? I understand if she does, I mean, she nearly died and-

She felt a gentle tug at her hand and glanced down. JJ had seen Emily lost somewhere in her thoughts again, so she decided to bring her back down to earth, rubbing the older woman’s thumb. Emily brought her comfort earlier, so it was her turn to offer it to her, feeling Emily’s hand squeeze hers.

JJ’s tongue darted out at the corner of her mouth before taking a shaky breath. “Will and I divorced two years ago.”

Emily’s eyes widened in shock. “Oh my god. JJ, I don’t- I’m so sorry. Did something happen?” she stuttered. Part of her hoped that was a sign that she could finally be with JJ, but the other part of her was confused as to why. She had no involvement in destroying their marriage and they didn’t even look like they were having any issues (to her and everyone else, at least), so why was she still freaking out?

“Kind of,” JJ sighed and Emily brought her focus back to her. “I realized that I’ve been in love with you. For a really long time.”

Emily’s body froze again. She’s in love with me? JJ… is in love with me? I don’t understand. Why?

The blonde’s eyes widened in panic. She must’ve misheard her earlier, then. “I’m sorry, Emily. I just thought that-”

“No, no, no, no!” Emily exclaimed too quickly before clearing her throat, cheeks flushing a light pink. “I mean, uh…”

JJ shook her head, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “Look, I know you’re with Andrew but-”

“I’m not with him anymore,” she said. “We broke up. It’s over.”

Upon hearing this news, JJ smiled in relief.

“Now, what made you realize you had feelings for me?” Emily grinned, as she dragged a chair nearby to sit next to her, choosing not to leave the room. She rested her chin in her palm and looked at the younger agent with adoration.

JJ let out a genuine laugh, feeling glad that her secret was out. “Well, at first I thought it was this little crush because you were… so strong and amazingly stunning, and confident.” She shrugged with a little head shake, “And because of that, you seemed way out of my league, so, you know, I tried ignoring it for a while.”

Emily was surprised that JJ found her almost hard to get, especially when she was thinking the same about the blonde. “Was I really that intimidating?” she asked with a chuckle.

“Maybe, yeah,” JJ giggled, finding that ridiculous now. “Well, I thought it was kinda hot, so…”

Emily just smiled and let her continue, ignoring the small blush appearing on her cheeks at the compliment.

JJ looked down and interlocked their fingers together. “I guess, after a while, I saw how you tried making me feel like I was important. That I was valid. No one’s ever made me feel that way before. You never forced me to change. You always made it comfortable for me to be myself and never judged me.”

“Then, there was that time I was tortured, and I thought of you coming to my rescue." She shook her head and sighed for a second, "I realized my mind always went to you and nobody else. I should’ve known that sooner, but it took me a while to know about these feelings I had for you.”

It was true. JJ didn’t know she had all these signs right in front of her. All those years, she had dismissed those as little ‘coincidences’ or merely someone just helping a friend out. It was way deeper than that. Emily cared for her in a way no one else in her life had, and was willing to lay down her life to save JJ’s.

JJ glanced back up to meet Emily’s eyes and gave a warm smile. “You’re the first person I’ve ever truly loved. I loved Will, too, but it was never as much as I loved you. I, uh- that’s why we decided to divorce. It gave me time to explore my feelings about you and now, I feel sure that I’m in love with you, Emily.”

“Really?”

JJ nodded, tears forming in her own eyes, “Yes. God, I love you so much, Emily.”

“I love you, too, JJ,” Emily whispered with watery eyes.

The two women smiled at each other, finally feeling the weight lift off their shoulders from professing their love for one another. After almost 14 years of yearning, they were now able to be together.

Emily sighed and pressed a kiss against JJ’s forehead. The blonde frowned, making Emily laugh.

“Why didn’t you kiss me?” JJ pouted even more and tilted her head to the side. Emily thought it was adorable.

“Because I don’t wanna give the medical staff a hard time, if the monitor goes off,” she winked, earning a playful slap on the arm.

JJ rolled her eyes and shook her head at her remark. “What a charmer.”

“Hey, you said you were attracted to my confidence, so you’re gonna have to deal with it,” the grey-haired woman smirked.

“Shut up,” JJ blushed and licked her lips. “Um, Emily. I forgot to tell you, but Will and Spencer actually knew about the whole…” she awkwardly gestured with her hands, “me being in love with you thing.”

Emily needed a moment to register those words. That explains why Will didn’t seem mad at her or anything like that, but wait. “Spence knew about this?”

“Long story,” the blonde answered, placing a hand on Emily’s arm. “I’ll tell you sometime after I get out.”

“Well, Dave knew about me having a thing for you, so…” Emily quietly confessed.

“So, do you think they were waiting for us to get together?” JJ asked, a little amused and surprised.

Emily shrugged, “Probably. For a couple of profilers, we really are blind.”

JJ laughed, and her body was filled with warmth and giddiness when the older woman kissed her hand. Emily frowned at the small object on JJ’s finger. Speaking of profiling… “What about your wedding ring?”

“Oh,” JJ gave a sheepish smile. “I totally forgot about it. Whoops.”

She toyed with the ring, shyly looking at it before waving her hand. “I, um, kept it on because I didn’t want the team throwing me questions about my divorce. I already had enough thrown at me when I was a liaison.” Then, she leaned in closer. “Also because I didn’t want some unsub or detective thinking they have a chance and try to hit on me,” she winked.

Emily chuckled in amusement. “Wow.”

“I’m telling you, the ring works every time.”

Emily playfully shook her head and stared at the ring on JJ’s finger. While she wasn't the one married to the younger woman, she smiled at the thought of sharing her life with JJ. But that seemed too soon to think about.

“What’s with the smile?” JJ asked, forming one of her own.

“Nothing,” Emily played off with a wave of a hand.

JJ tucked a piece of hair behind Emily’s ear and kissed her knuckles. “Emily,” she quietly said. “I know I’m in a tough situation right now, but… how about I take you out on a date after this?”

Blushing at the small gesture, Emily answered with a smile. “I would love that.”

JJ felt a sense of relief when she accepted the invitation. “Does this make us a couple now?” she wondered where their relationship stood at this point.

Emily opened her mouth, blinking as she carefully chose her words. Sure, they had just confessed their love right now, but she decided she wanted to take things slow with JJ. “Well, we’ll see how things go before we think about putting labels on whatever this is,” she offered as a compromise.

“Ok,” JJ nodded in agreement and beamed at her. “I love you, you know that?”

“I love you, too.”

After a few seconds, JJ nudged Emily’s arm, “Hey. Once I get discharged, do you think-”

“Nope! No, absolutely not. You are not working under those conditions,” Emily warned, shaking her head.

“But Emily…” JJ stressed each syllable of her name, pouting. She hoped this and her irresistible baby blues would work on the grey-haired woman.

“That’s a no, Agent Jareau,” she said with a serious look in her eyes, though, she had to mentally restrain herself from giving in.

JJ playfully whined even more, “Emily, I thought you loved me!”

“That gives you no excuse to be out in the field right now," Emily shook her head. God, JJ was even more stubborn about her well-being than she thought.

"Fine,” JJ crossed her arms over her chest and pretended to sulk, like a child not getting their favorite candy.

“You’re so cute,” Emily smiled and kissed her nose.

JJ took this as an opportunity to snake a hand behind Emily’s neck, bringing her head closer. The softness JJ felt against her lips made her melt instantly and she wanted to continue kissing her longer. She felt herself nearly getting dizzy from it and thought she was going to faint soon, but she didn’t care. JJ had been waiting years to do this. She just didn’t expect Emily to be that good of a kisser.

They both heard a rapid beeping and Emily nearly jumped out of her chair. Dr. Hsu came rushing in and laughed after she got the EKG monitor back to normal.

“Oh, I knew you two were a couple,” she said, seeing the flustered women, before leaving the room. “Make sure you take it easy. You almost had us worried for a second.”

“I told you,” Emily smirked at JJ, now noticing the effect she had on the blonde.

JJ lifted a shoulder and innocently smiled. “I couldn’t help myself.”

[the-hate-keeps-me-warm]

kisses and cuddles

wooooooooo time for some more fluffy shit yall i loved making this so much this sorta relted to my weed garden fic but you dont need to read it (be cool tho)

Ruby was sitting in the cafeteria with Oscar and penny she was too tired to pay attention to what the two were talking about penny sitting across from her and Oscar was excitedly talking about something while Oscar liens looking interested she’s unsure how he’s so put together they were both up late hanging out dreading comics and it’s only 7 am she leaned on Oscar and closed her eyes hoping to get a little more sleep before She had to do missions she had a relatively short one today only a search and destroy so maybe she could get home fast and take a nap Oscar nudged her shoulder and she lifted her head “hey don’t fall asleep if you don’t eat you’ll be grumpy” he says she fakes a pout and starts eating the gross cafeteria food she assumed that atlas food would be good sense it’s so many rich folks but no she’s actually had  better tasting mres or maybe she was just getting spoiled eating Oscar and rens cooking “ruby why are you so tired did you have trouble sleeping” penny says drawing circles on the table with her finger “no me and Oscar were up late last night and I only slept like three hours“ penny frowns “while I am happy you and Oscar are spending time together you require at least 6 hours of sleep for maximum field efficiency” ruby just nods “so why don’t you seem tired Oscar you couldn’t of slept anymore than I did” she says with a yawn he shrugs and says  “I guess I’m used to it I had to wake up early back home so I always didn’t get a bunch of sleep” penny raises a finger “actually according to my scans  Oscars brain is only running at 89% efficiency and his hear rate is faster from his normal 48 beats per minute to to 51 it is likely that he simply better at hiding his tiredness” Oscar slumps “penny do have everyone’s heart rates memorized” he says exasperated “yes I also have all of your medical charts on file and criminal records why” he raises a brow “criminal record?” Penny nods “yes several of your team have criminal records qrow having the longest with 22 counts of public intoxication as well as 3 of public indecency and” ruby raises her hands “trust me you don’t wanna know the rest they had to make a new law for one of the things he did but who else has charges?” she tries to wake herself with conversation and it sorta works she also learns some new and unsettling things about her friends but eventually breakfast ends and she starts to get her gear ready she’s loading rounds into one of crescent roses magazine when someone knocks on the door to her locker room “it’s open” she calls out and incomes  Oscar he’s holding a small Tupperware box and a small metal tumbler “hey I wanted to give this to you before you go” he says with a sheepish grin he sets the box next to her and hands her the tumbler it’s warm and smells good “it’s coffee, don’t worry I added way too much sugar for you and the other thing is a surprise you said you don’t eat a lot on missions so I made it for you it’s a bit of an experiment so tell me if it’s bad” she’s grinning ear to ear and stands up from her weapon bench and hugs him “you are the best and I’m sure it’ll be great” she gives him a kiss on the cheek she’s been slowly trying to work her way up to kissing him on the lips but nose and cheek kisses were enough for her he smiles and his cheeks get all rosey  and he hugs her back and says “be careful ok sorry I know you can take care of yourself but just you know“ she squeezes him a little “yeah don’t worry I know  I’ll be careful and when I get back we are so taking a nap mister I’m not that tired” he giggles and looks up at her with a smile  “you won’t hear me complain and uh before you go could I uh kiss you like um on the lips” he says nervously she leans down pressing her forehead to his and smiles she smells his breath it smells like chocolate and coffee she feels her cheeks heat up to match his and says “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now are you sure you want to ” he nods his head wordlessly she takes his hand and gently presses her lips to his its short and maybe a little clumsy but it makes her heart soar when she breaks the kiss Oscars breath shakes slightly  and a little panic starts to fill her did she mess it up did he hate it and then he smiles and it all fades away “that was really nice” he says rubbing her knuckle with his thumb then there’s a knock on the door frame she looks up and weiss and Blake are standing there weiss looks annoyed and Blake is grinning “time to go ruby morning Oscar” wiess says already turning to walk away ruby quickly gathers crescent rose and Oscars gifts and says “bye Oscar I’ll be careful byeee” and dashed out the door behind the others Blake nudges her shoulder “your lucky I made weiss wait  ,god you two are adorable” ruby squeaks “will you stop spying on us”  “we weren’t spying you two dolts left the door open” weiss says annoyed 

 The mission was boring as she thought it was gonna be how normal soldiers couldn’t handle this she’ll never know on the airship ride home she opens   the box Oscar gave to her a note on top says “have a great day and stay safe” she smiles at the note and sticks it in her ammo pocket  it looks like a brownie is some kind and yang leans over and says “where did you get that”

“Oscar made it for me” she says taking it out of the container it smells like a peanut butter protein bar “ooo come on share with me pleassss” yang says putting her hands together “ugh your lucky I’m a good sister” she breaks off a small piece and hands it to yang and takes a bite of her own and it’s amazing it Taste like a peanut butter brownie but somehow better it’s somehow not dried out or crumbly yang seems to have a similar opinion “god if you don’t marry Oscar i will his food is too good”yang says with a laugh  she kicks yang in the leg “I know right I can barely eat the cafeteria food anymore” her and yang chat a bit about food until they finally land Oscar is standing on the landing pad waiting for her she bounce on her heels excitedly despite how tired she is when the door finally opens she rushes out to hug him “how did it go” he asks wrapping his arms around her shoulders “oh it was easy but soooo boring I don’t know why they asked us to do it” she says leaning into him he chuckles “well I’m glad it wasn’t dangerous at least did you like it” he asks sheepishly she puts her head on his “yeees brothers it was great what was it” he unwraps his arms and looks at her “there’s no name for it yet but it’s kinda like a protein brownie was it too grainy or anything what about the after taste” he asks “I didn't even realize it was supposed to be healthy” she puts her hands on his shoulders “Oscar I’m gonna need more of that” he smiles “happy to make some more tonight” he says proudly yang walks past and ruffles his hair “make sure to make enough for me too kiddo” and walks off “how about that nap ruby my teams still on mission so we should have some time” he says taking her hand “yes please” 

They walk back to team alpns dorm room after ruby changes into something more casual Oscar was already wearing his normal clothing he sits on his bed and smiles “I’m gonna get to have two naps today” she sits down next to him and throws her arm around him "you and your team  sure like your naps huh" he smiles as they lie back on his bed "honestly who doesn't like naps I never use to be a huge cuddler but it’s nice to have someone close to you, you know” they lie back Oscar resting his head on rubies shoulder “well I do  wish my team took naps together sometimes yang is a big cuddler too but Weiss  doesn’t like being warm and Blake can’t sit still even so less than you” he snorts as he takes her hand running his thumbs along her knuckles  “well I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind you joining our naps if have to ask but i'll warn you ren sits up in his sleep  Jaune snores and i talk in my sleep” she raises an eyebrow “you didn't last time” she says “that's cause we were smoking  but if i take a nap or if im really tired you can actually talk and I'll talk back” she grins “well what do you talk about”  he rests his head on her chest “usually about my aunt or all yall but Nora has told me i say lots of stuff about you if i'm asked” he says his cheeks getting just a tiny bit rosy she grins and plants a kiss on his nose “well i hope i get the chance to ask but i'll probably fall asleep first im super tired” she rolls over and wraps herself around him oscar adjusting to lay on her arm pulling a blanket over them "well if you can get me to talk I'll answer any question just nothing to embarrassing please" he says  “i would like to know what you have to say tho so maybe i'll try to hold out just a bit longer” she says closing her eyes as oscar lets out his relaxed sigh about half of Oscars communication was nonverbal she liked to mentally catalog the things he does when he relaxes he lets out a long almost high pitched sigh it makes her happy to hear that and it helps her relax her thoughts starts to get fuzzy as sleep takes her she wakes up a few hours later laying on her back oscar laying on top of her them both having wrapped around each other she hears quiet murmurs  coming from him to quiet to understand "Oscar are you still asleep" she whispers no response "Oscar are you comfy" he nods his head "of course I'm comfy I'm cuddling with ruby" she snickers he was definitely still asleep "who's the coolest person you know" she she's "ruby for sure she's so good at fighting and everyone trusts her I wish I was more like her" she runs her hand through his hair "how do you feel about ruby " she asked "I'm in love with her she makes me feel strong and weak at the same time when she's with me I feel like I'm safe and that we could do anything together i want to be with her forever" she's crying now "oh shit I didn't expect him to be that honest" she thinks as tears run down her face "I love you too Oscar"     she kisses the top of his head “you know i never used to want like romantic stuff and all the fluffy garbage i just wanted to be a huntress and fight grim stuff like that but you  make me want that stuff i wanna take you on dates and like hold your hand and stuff there are a bunch of things i wanna do like” she pauses resting her head on his “i forgot you were asleep for a second i'm starting to embarrass myself i do love you tho i dont know when your supposed to say that we've only been i guess dating for what 2 and a half weeks my dad always joked that huntsmen relationships move really fast nothing like holy shit we might die to move a relationship forward right but you make me feel like i don't know amazing and I love being with you you make all my worries disappear even if it's only for a little bit and i'm rambling and your not talking back” oscar lifts his head “its cause im awake and i love it when you ramble” she feels her face light on fire “w-what when did you wake up” he hums happily “around we might die  i think it was nice that stuff you said you can ramble longer if you want what that new gun you saw in that magazine” she smiles “it's a roller delayed blowback sniper rifle its a smaller caliber than crescent rose but it has a longer effective range because of the way the bore is shaped i prefer bolt actions to semi automatics for a long range rifle semi autos have there merits and stuff it's a lot lighter than crescent rose as well on account of it not also being a giant scythe you know i was thinking about carrying a pistol too crescent rose is great but shes heavy and she's also really hard to conceal  even when shes folded speaking of i need to clean her gears a bunch of dust got in them today you said you wanted to learn weapon maintenance i could teach you today if you want” “sure i can learn there's a lot of things oz knows but it's like a big library without a librarian its all jumbled up” she scratches the back of his neck “well i do not understand the dewey decimal system but i'm happy to help” they both giggle at her joke ruby keeps rambling until the rest of team alpn return 

Oscar is walking ruby back to her dorm they come to her door and they turn to face each other and oscar rubs his hands together “so ruby uh I got permission with ironwood to leave school grounds as long as someone's with me so I was wondering if you’d like to maybe go out like on a date” she smiles and puts her arms around his shoulders “sounds amazing sweetie I’m free this weekend where do you want to go” he blushes and says “well I actually have something in mind but I wanna keep it a surprise if that’s ok” she kisses him on the cheek “of course casual clothes or should i dress nice” he shakes his head “i mean it's really up to you but were not going somewhere fancy just a place I think you'll like" she smiles and kisses his nose and he leans up a little so there lips are level "can i kiss you again" he asks just above a whisper her pressing her lips gently against his is her answer they  hold the kiss for a few moments Oscars hands drifting to ruby's waist when they separate  she says "i think we're getting pretty good at that" Oscar smiles avoiding her eyes "yeah um It's certainly enjoyable" they break the hug "I'll see you in the morning I'll make that stuff you like ok" he says "yes awesome you're the best Oscar good night" she says as she slips into her from her teammates giving her knowing smirks 

[rizlowwritessortof]

Meant To Be - Chapter 2

Dean and Jordan are each trying to escape their painful pasts. Their chance meeting and a dangerous encounter begins a relationship that may give them both a new start.

Pairing: Police Detective Dean Winchester/Jordan Taylor

Word Count: 2050

Warnings: Abusive relationship and related violence, nothing graphic.

Aesthetic by @editsbymichele on Instagram; Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

Dean pulled on his jeans and shoved his feet into his running shoes, then grabbed his gun, clipping his badge onto his waistband before heading outside.

Jordan’s car was engulfed in flames, and the sound of one of the windows exploding from the heat made him jump. “Fucking hell,” he muttered, his eyes scanning the area for any sign of Darrel. He had to be close, watching, probably waiting for Jordan to come out. He heard sirens in the distance as he doubled back and went around behind the building.

He moved quickly to the other end of the structure, peering through the darkness for a sign of his prey, then moved across to the backyard of the houses that lined the east side of the block. He moved carefully, almost silent, from one yard to the next until he spotted Darrel watching the fire from behind a tree near the corner house. As he drew closer, he could hear the man mumbling, “Come on, Jordan, where the hell are you?”

Dean stepped up behind him, pressing the muzzle of his gun against the base of his skull. “She’s in her room, right where I told her to stay, dickbag.”

“Man, who the fuck are you?” Darrel blurted out in frustration as he raised his hands.

“Well, for one thing, I’m a cop. And the local boys are on the way, so let’s go meet ‘em.”

“All I wanted was for her to come out, so we could talk.”

Dean snorted and shoved the gun against Darrel’s head, urging him along. “Social skills are really not your strong suit, are they, Darrel?”

Dean marched his reluctant prisoner back to the motel parking lot, holding his badge high as the police cruiser pulled in, followed by the fire department. The officers got out, guns drawn, and Dean shoved the gun into the back of Darrel’s neck again. “Move.” He tossed his badge to one officer, who examined it and handed it back. “This guy is your arsonist. He also assaulted the woman who owns this car earlier today and tried to abduct her. Sorry, don’t have my cuffs on me, so if you’d do the honors...” He gave Darrel a push, filling the officers in on the details as they cuffed the prisoner. As he finished with his report, Jordan flew by him in a furious blur.

“You son of a bitch!” She shouted into Darrel’s face, then rocked back and punched him square in the face with everything she had. The man howled in pain, blood spurting from his nose, and Dean grabbed Jordan’s arm, pulling her away.

“Fuckin’ bitch broke my nose!” Darrel yelled, as an officer, struggling not to laugh, pressed a wad of tissues to his face. “I wanna press charges!”

“For what? I didn’t see anything. You guys see anything?” Dean asked, unable to smother the grin on his face.

“Nope. Didn’t see a thing,” the arresting officer answered with a wink at Jordan. They walked Darrel over to the rescue squad, letting them staunch the bleeding before shoving him into the back seat of the cruiser. With a nod in Dean’s direction, they backed out and headed for the police station.  

As soon as they pulled away, Jordan bent over, groaning in pain, her hand shoved between her knees. “FUCK. Nobody ever told me how much that would hurt!”

Dean tried not to laugh as he reached for her injured hand. “Let me see.” He gave her hand a quick once-over, then put an arm around her shoulders and steered her back towards the room. “Nothing’s broken, at least. Come on, Sugar Ray. Let’s get some ice on it.”

He walked her around the fire truck and down to his room, ushering her in and seating her in a chair before heading to the bathroom for a towel and to the fridge for ice. She accepted the ice pack from him with a sheepish ‘Thank you’ and applied it, wincing. “I know, that was stupid. But damn, it felt good. For a minute, anyway.”

Dean laughed softly. “Yeah, I bet it did. He had it comin’.”

“So...” she glanced up, watching him pour more whiskey into cups for them both. “You didn’t tell me you were a cop.”

“You didn’t tell me you were an MMA fighter, either,” he joked, and she smiled, blushing.

“I’m not. I’ve never hit anybody before in my life.”

“Yeah, I get that,” he chuckled. “But you did a fan-fucking-tastic job of it.” He sat down across from her, sliding one of the drinks over her way.

She laughed softly. “Thanks.”

“Anyway, yeah – I’m a detective. Violent Crimes Division in Kansas City.”

“Oh. That sounds – dark.”

He geared back a little with a nod, a grim smirk on his lips. “Yeah. Sometimes,” he replied, downing a swallow of his whiskey. “So what do you do? Or did you do?”

“I worked for a local attorney. Small town, small office. Hated to leave him, he was a good boss, I’ve worked for him for years. But I needed to get the hell out of Dodge, you know?” She stared into her cup for a moment. “I don’t know what I’ll do now. My plan was to drive to Kansas City, find a cheap motel to live in until I found a job and a place to live. Can’t really drive anywhere now, thanks to that douchebag.”

“Law office, huh?”

“Yeah. I know, it sounds thrilling. But I ran the office, and I loved it. Just… finding something in the city is gonna be a lot different than working for someone I knew my whole life.”

They chatted for a while, until Jordan was yawning more than she was talking, the adrenaline gone and her exhaustion kicking in. Dean laughed softly, and she gave him a shy, sheepish smile. “Well, it is, what – 2:30 AM?? Are you kidding me?”

“Yeah, pretty late. Listen, why don’t you just crawl into the other bed and get some shut-eye. Tomorrow morning the local PD wants you to come in and give your statement, and then that’s hopefully the last you have to deal with Darrel.”

“God, I hope you’re right. But I don’t want to impose on your space...”

“Not imposing. I offered, and I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want you to. You’re barely keeping your eyes open, and we’ll both be asleep as soon as we hit our pillows.”

“Ok, I won’t argue.” Jordan stood and stretched, then headed for the extra bed, pulling the bedding back and slipping between the sheets with a sigh. Dean stopped in the doorway to the bathroom, looking over his shoulder at her.

“I’m gonna grab a quick shower. See you in the morning, Xena.” He flashed a grin and went in,  laughing as a pillow flew towards him, deflected by the quickly closed door.

Jordan fell asleep still smiling.

The next morning Dean was gone when she woke, squinting at the alarm clock next to the bed. It was only a little after 6 AM, but she dragged herself out of the warm cocoon of blankets and headed out the back door to her own room. After a shower and some clean clothes, she was feeling almost human, except for the nagging need for coffee. She was just figuring out the miniscule coffee maker in the kitchenette when a knock sounded at her front door. She peeked through the peephole, then smiled as she opened it to Dean, bearing two very large coffees.

“You are a saint,” she said gratefully as he handed her one of the steaming cups and set the other on the table.

“It’s been said,” he grinned, and she laughed. “I thought we’d have a primer, then head to Molly’s for some breakfast before we go down to the police station. If you want.”

“Oh, breakfast sounds amazing. I’ll bet Molly makes fantastic pancakes.”

“And bacon.” Dean’s eyes closed in pleasure at the thought. “Maybe a couple of eggs.”

“Ooooh, and hashbrowns!” She giggled, sipping at her coffee. “You’d think we didn’t stuff our faces with bacon cheeseburgers and fries last night.”

They took their time at Molly’s, eating their fill and lingering over their coffee, then drove to the police station late that morning. It took longer than Jordan had expected, but finally she was putting her signature to the documents and breathing a sigh of relief, hoping that chapter of her life was behind her at last.

Dean dropped her off at her room, and she spent the next couple of hours on the phone with her insurance company, grateful that they would pay for a tow company to haul her burned-out car to a junk yard. Buying a new vehicle would have to wait until she was back to work.

With that depressing thought, she flopped down on the bed and started sorting through the overwhelming List of Things To Do in her head. Get a rental car, find a cheap but hopefully safe hotel to stay in until she could afford an apartment, and, the biggie… FIND A JOB. In a new city, where she didn’t know her way around.

Her mind was still going in circles as she made more notes and chewed on her pencil, and her phone ringing made her jump. She saw Dean’s name and answered with a little laugh. “Hi, Dean.”

“You doing anything important right now?”

“Not really. Just trying to figure out what’s next for me. Haven’t been making much progress.”

“Well, I kinda wanted to talk to you about something. Can you come to my room? Sam’ll be showing up pretty soon, so I hate to leave.”

“Yeah, sure, I’ll be right over.”  

Dean was on his phone when he opened the door, and she walked in and took a seat at the table as he finished his conversation. “Okay, Sammy – see you in a while.” He grinned at her as he pulled out the chair across from her and plopped down.

“So, Dean, what’s up? There’s not a problem with the statement at the station or anything, is there?”

“No, nope, everything’s fine as far as I know. I just wanted to run something by you.”

She leaned back in her chair and looked at him, not sure what to expect. “Okay...”

“So, you’re headed to KC, right? That’s the plan?”

“Well, yeah – it was the plan before my car got torched. Now it’s getting more complicated.”

“Not really. It’s actually pretty simple. See, Sam and I are headed back there tomorrow morning. There’s no reason why you can’t just ride down with us.”

Jordan’s eyes widened. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah. Why not? We live there, anyway, we’re all headed to the same place. If you want. I’m not trying to push you or anything, but – we’d be more than happy to give you a ride.”

“Is – I mean, would your brother be okay with that?”

“Okay, second thing. So, I told Sam about your former job. See, he’s an attorney, and he just lost his legal assistant about three weeks ago. He hasn’t been able to find anybody else yet, and he’s dying to meet you.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“I’m serious.”

“Dean, I don’t know what to say… The only thing is, I’ll need to rent a car so I can look for a place to live temporarily until I have a steady paycheck.”

Dean grinned. “Third thing. Talked to Donna, my partner. She lives in a two-bedroom place, and she’s been talking about getting a roomie. Not that you’d have to commit to that, but she said you’d be welcome to stay with her until you got settled down there. Or stay on as her roommate if you like it there and decide you want to, whatever.” Jordan was staring at him with her mouth open, so he continued. “Look, I know I just dumped a whole load of stuff on you, you don’t have to answer this second, but the offer – well, offers – are on the table.”

She moved her gaze to the table top and blew out an overwhelmed breath. Tears were stinging at her eyes as she looked back up at him. “Dean Winchester, where have you been my whole life?”

Chapter 3

[jennikkugoesoff]

Monster

((Hi! I did this drabble to start feeling out some character personalities!))

((cw: Descriptions of Gore/Cannibalism, don’t worry nobody gets hurt, Light Horror, Lemon Demon’s in this, take with that what you will.))

"Keep looking. They've gotta be around here somewhere." Well, this had gone about as well as he'd expected. They were gone. Why had he agreed to help babysit the two most mischievous kids in town, did he really want to see her that much? Then again, this did sort of snowball into something bigger than he'd have liked. BF rolls his eyes and deeply sighs as he closes the bottom cupboards of the abandoned kitchen of the abandoned house. "They aren't here! I don't know where they could've gone, they just up and vanished!" he complains, adjusting his now-askew cap.

"They could've maybe just gone home. They're fairly independent for their age after all, and it's not like we're far from Lila's." GF suggested, peering into the kitchen from the open doorway. "They do know the neighborhood fairly well--" "Oh don't remind me, about once a week they come up to my apartment asking for candy." BF complains as he strains up to try and reach the top cupboards, just a little too short to reach them. "I-I've, had to start buying crappy candy regularly just to get them to fuck off." he sighs with a grunt, stretching his arms to their limits. GF chuckles as she walks up beside him and opens the cabinets for him, peering into them with him. "See, that's the ticket to this. You have to think like they do. Think about being a little kid obsessed with Halloween, where would you be hiding? They're probably snickering somewhere because we aren't coming up with the 'brilliant' hiding spot they have." she proposes, closing the cabinet after taking a good, long look. BF groans and rolls his eyes again, running a hand through his hair as he leans up against the kitchen's counter. "This is stupid. Why did we come here." he complains. "I mean, it was your idea, and I told you it was a bad idea." GF mentions. "Well you- should've- I-" BF defends, getting red in the face, before huffing and relaxing harder against the counter. "...Hey, don't worry. I can tell you're just worried about the kids. I didn't mean to drill you or anything. It'll be ok, we'll find them, ok?" she assures. "I hope so. I just--" BF's sentence was cut off by a sudden scream as he lurches forwards and starts patting himself off frantically, shaking himself off to reveal a roach skittering away after he'd knocked it off of the back of his arm. GF held her breath, but sighed with relief once she had realized what was going on, and, she couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. BF got even redder in the face. "Don't LAUGH at me!" he shouted. "What if that had been you?!" he whined angrily, his voice pitching and cracking. GF only laughed a bit harder. "I-, I mean...." she managed to get out. "I--" she tried to get out again, giggling it off. "I'm sorry, just, with how you screamed, I would've thought you'd seen a monster, and just--" CRUNCH.

The two young adults pause, and look off towards the source of the sound. "What was that?" BF asked. "...It, sounded kinda like-" CRUNCH. By this time, the gentle rain outside had turned harsh, the wind blowing scraped the overgrown branches against the windows. "...U-uh, kids?..." BF called out into the hallway where the sound had come from. ... Only silence. "Welp. I've heard enough, let's go." BF said, walking away. "Hold it there, sag-pants. You're not going anywhere until we find the kids." GF declines, grabbing her boyfriend by the back of his shirt and pulling him back. "Did you not hear that fucking inhuman crunch just now? It's probably EATEN the kids already!" he complained. "That's probably what we're hearing, the critch-crunch of their bones! Now let's not be horror movie white people and let's GO!--" he protests, trying to walk away again. "And what are we gonna tell Lila?" GF asks. "Oh, sorry, we left the kids in an abandoned house because we heard crunchy sounds that may or may not be a stranger, Skid and Pump are probably dead but at least we're still here!" she mocks with a faux-deep voice. "That ain't no stranger! That's a fucking monster!" BF protests, pointing off towards the living room. "Ok, look. If you're gonna be this much of a pussy bitch about it, I'll go and find the kids. You stay here in the living room." GF bites back, in a stern tone as she walks off. "Wait!--" BF says, stepping out into the living room, but it was too late. She'd already left. BF sighs to himself as she leaves. Well, this was a disaster. He'd put kids in danger and made GF mad at him. Or at least, it seemed that way. He hung his shoulders and put his hand on his forehead. He'd gone from starting to regret this to full on just regretting it. They were gonna be so disappointed in him, and even worse, they may have just proven how irresponsible they really were by hurting someone else's kids. Well, actually, someone else's kid and also another someone else's kid, but in a way, that was even worse. Actually no, scratch that, it was worse. Maybe though, maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Maybe they were just heated in the moment and everything would be ok. Maybe she'd come back with the kids in just a minute. ...Yeah! Maybe he could explain all this. Explain himself. It'd be the right thing to do after all. He owed her an apology anyway after all. That was sort of a shitty little bout he had just now-- drip. Something hits BF on the shoulder. It felt like a rain drop, but it was warm. Surely it was just the pipes, right? This... house was like a bajillion years old, please just let it be the pipes. BF looks up slowly, white in the face. ... That's not a pipe. BF's eyes meet with another pair. These are cetainly not human eyes though, instead, they were large, bulbous and shining in the dark, but had large, void-like pupils that stared right through the human. BF doesn't scream. He doesn't move, he's frozen to his spot, all that escaped him is a broken breath of fear. The pair of eyes, keeping focus on him, moves slowly and methodically to the nearest wall, before a black, clawed hand begins pulling the shape of the figure down the wall. The head the eyes were socketed into was elongated, wrinkled and bright yellow, like a lemon. ...Actually, it was a lemon. Another clawed hand revealed that the ghastly form was crawling down the wall, like a spider, a disgusting chittering sound coming from it as it moved, although it was unclear whether it was making the sound or just it moving was. BF just began to sweat more and more as more of this horrible thing came into view. It had a long, skeletal body, yet velvety, jet-black skin that just barely draped across it's form, it's joints audibly popping and cracking as it moved. "Whaaat the... fuu...." the human trails, as this thing stood up. Well, kind of. It was too tall to stand at it's full height in the room, so instead, it bent over where it reached the ceiling. Most disturbing of all though. It could speak. And it does, as it leers down at him, smiling wide to reveal a mouth full of large, slightly yellowed human teeth that sat crooked in it's dark maw. "Well, well, well, what have we got here?" it asks, in a gentle, uncomfortably soothing male voice. "You're a long ways from home, aren't you, little human?" he- it, said. "W-what-- who, are... you?..." BF stumbled, taking several steps back as this thing slinked up to him like a snake, pinning him back against the wall. "Me?" the figure asked, almost curiously. "I go by a few different ones." he explained, drawing away from him. "The thing that goes bump in the night, the monster underneath your bed, or in your closet, or under the stairs, the thing from which you run, the something wicked this way comes... but most people, you know what they call me?" he asks. "W-what?" Then, the creature lets out a very human scream. A scream of pain, a scream of death, and dread. Then, he chuckles. "It's an affectionate nickname, I think." he clarifies, the disparity between the horrible shrieking and his paradoxically comforting voice uncanny. "But, let's not worry about formalities, and let's get down to brass tax." "You're a human, and you're in my territory, and that means you're game." he explains. "Game?..." BF queries. "Game, to hunt." the creature clarifies, with a chuckle. "And it's such good timing too, I love humans, my favorite part is the skin, and how at just the right temperature, it so easily peels from your-" But ever-so abruptly, the creature's dialogue was interrupted by the sound of heels on wooden stairs. "Hey! BF! I just got a call from Lila, the kids did go home! Apparently they got distracted for a while and just, left? We can finally get out of this-" GF cuts in, as she stops about halfway down the stairs. "Oh. Great. It's you." she sighs, rolling her eyes. "I should've known you'd be here, you creep." she says, taking several paces down the stairs and walking around to their sides, pulling BF out of the corner and close to her. "Y-you know this thing?" BF asked, clutching his girlfriend close. "Unfortunately." she adds. "Ohh, ohohoho... Gwen, you didn't tell me you had a little boyfriend." the monster coos, as he reaches out and draws a finger underneath BF's chin, but the hand is quickly slapped away by GF. "Don't touch him." she warns. "You couldn't stop me, even if you wanted to." he brings up, looking sly, as he slinks away from the pair. "Oh what to do with you two..." he says. "I've always wanted a two course meal..." he almost, whispers, drooling as a huge, rancid slab of meat lolls from his mouth and he licks his lips, tracing across one of his bulbous eyes like a lizard. "Yeah, whatever, you ain't shit." GF fires back. "Don't tempt him..." BF frantically whispers back. "He's fine. He won't do anything, just keep him talking, it'll get his guard down. He thinks we're weaker than him. No matter what he says, just, don't be afraid, ok?" she whispers back. "'Ain't shit'?" the monster asks, almost offended, and holding his hand up to his mouth, before chuckling. "I think you'll find I'm quite the connoisseur of... heh, alternative cuisine." he says, bending down at the pair, his breath stinking of the same rancid meat that his tongue appeared to be... and vague hints of citrus. "Hm, what to do is the question though, I mean, your skulls would simply make lovely little soup bowls, from which to drink your blood..." he said. "Or.. hm, your bones would make excellent broth, wouldn't they?" he asks. "Light, sippable... although I must confess, your little boyfriend's torso would make an excellent roast, stuffed with your guts, left to steep in the oven for five hours... just, thinking about that smell.." he describes, drooling heavily. BF was shaking like a leaf, clutching his girlfriend tightly. "Aren't you scared?!" he hiss-whispers to her. "Watch this." she says, with a wink and a smile, as she urges him off of her, and she walks away. "Or, maybe I could put you both on different racks of the oven... serve you both up on silver platters, and turn your teeth into- wait, where are you going?" A couple seconds of awkward silence follows as GF walks back into the kitchen, and pulls something out of the drawer. "Hey, you know what you should serve up with a couple of golden-brown human roasts?" she asks. "A nice, ice-cold glass of... lemonade." she says, as she hold out her hand to reveal a hand-juicer. The monster's tune then changes completely, his huge eyes widen even more and his pupils shrink as he sharply gasps, scuttling into the corner of the living room, forcing himself into the corner, his disproportionate bones seeming to almost disjoint as he takes on some unnatural-looking positioning to mash himself further into the corner. "H-hey now! T-there's no need for that! I-... h-heh, heh, c-c'mon now, I was just kidding! H-he, he gets it, don'tcha?" the monster defends, gesturing to BF as he tries to cover his ass as he slinks back. "Ohh, but weren't you just saying you should turn us into roasts? C'mon, wouldn't a nice thick lemon-rum glaze go nice with that?" GF asks, stepping forwards. "N-no! No! It wouldn't! You've got the flavors all mixed up! Y-you animals! Stay back!" he warns, thick beads of light yellow sweat falling from his face as his wide smile contorts into a wide frown. "I-I I, taste terrible! I'm sour! I'll make your lips pucker!" he fires. BF, having been impressed by all this, decides to step in himself, walking up and taking the juicer. "Oh but it'd be so nice though! Perhaps afterwards we could use the leftovers to make some tasty lemon squares?... Or maybe some lemon meringue pie?" he suggested, smiling devilishly as he watched the monster's face get increasingly horrified. The now quivering-monster shrieks in despair. "Y-you better... p-put that thing down right now, y-you, you barbarians!" he threatens, his bloodshot eyes going completely red as he begins stalking up towards them, growling. "Oh it's so satisfying, the sound that a halved lemon makes... when you squeeze it." BF croons, pretending to juice a lemon, and stepping forward. That was it for the monster, he couldn't take it anymore, so off he went, quick as a flash, whimpering like a dog as he scuttles away, climbing up the wall, breaking one of the windows and crawling through it like a distressed house centipede. BF stands there, feeling quite pleased with himself as he drops the juicer. GF giggles and claps. "Nice job, Hannibal. Let's get out of here before he realizes he's several feet taller than us." she warns. "Yeah. I think I've had my fill of spooks for one day too." BF agrees, as they head toward the front door, hand-in-hand.

[doctor-plagueis]

Nora's Knightly Love

Trigger Warning: mentions of noncon and rape you have been warned.

Nora had some troubles, well actually it was a lot of troubles.

From night terrors, to night terrors and night... ok so, Nora has nightmares because of...a lot. Nora lived in the North where if you aren't strong, you die,and she almost did, repeatedly from Beowulfs to Ursas to...people...

Gods...if it wasn't for mother she wouldn't be a virgin today...

That's not a memory she relishes, watching her mother be used as a toy for men like she's nothing but a hole to fuck...Nora was five years old and they were gonna do that to her...fuck, she's crying and shaking again.

Damnit fuck fuck fuck why can't she forget that night daMNIT!

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Nora's crying again...he should do something...

"Hey Nora, you ok?" he asked meekly

"Huh!" she nearly jumped from her bed at that "Um, um, ye 'm fine..."

"You're not very good at lying" he said while getting up...he's not wearing his pijamas.

"When’d you start sleeping shirtless Fearless Leader? Also are those shorts?" she was curious...and also deflecting.

He moved closer she could see him better now...when'd he get so buff? When he sat down at her bed she realized something...Pyrrha and Rennie were out on their date...

"Started when Yang decided to steal it, apparently she feels comfy in it...weird huh?"

"Yea..."

Awkward silence, more awkward silence even more awkward silence...

“C’mon Nora you can talk to me I'm your leader...and hopefully your friend?" wait, was he unsure of that?

“‘F’course you're my friend Jauney, why, did you think weren't?" Huh weird she's calmer, maybe it has something to do with talking to Fearless Leader? He does have a pretty reassuring presence.

"Well, maybe there's some culture shock with you being a Northerner and me being Arcadian, but in Arcadia when a friend is feeling down we talk about it and sort it out together, would you like that? Would you like to talk?" He was trying to be reassuring… his sisters were always better at it than him.

"...ok" Nora sounds so meek, this is weird.

"You sure? We don't have to y'know" He was calming to her, talking with him made her less scared...maybe this is what she needs?

"Growing up in the North is difficult Jaune-" whoa she called him Jaune not Fearless Leader or Jauney...this is serious "-You either fight back against the world and it's dangers or you die...or worse..." at that Nora saw Jaune recoil slightly not noticeable if they weren't this close…huh…

"My mom and I lived with dad until he was taken by the cold...my only memory of him is lighting his pyre with mum..." she took a breath...this is harder than she predicted. Damnit...

"Then me and mum decided to head south, to warmer lands, away from the shithole that is the North-" wait...is Jaune ok, he looks weird...she'll keep talking with a closer eye now..."-But before we got to the seas...we...we were attacked by raider..."

Jaune was now visibly sweating and breathing heavy, memories were flooding back...bad, bad memories...

"Nothing happened to me but...mum let herself be...used by them she, she was raped Jaune, just so I wouldn't, and then they took her away like some trophy of conquest...that's how I became an orphan...Jaune?" uh oh he's freaking out.

"Jaune, JAUNE!"

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Jaune awoke today was a special day, today would be the day his dad finally train him, actually, really train him, with Crocea Mors! This was going to be the start his glory, his heroism would begin today! Hahah oh that’s corny heheh…But he really couldn’t wait…

…So Jaune had taken Crocea Mors to train alone in the woods, so what? He was already gonna train with dad anyway!

(CRACK)

“Huh? What was that?” oookkk so Jaune was suddenly a little worried.

“Well, well, well ain’t you a pretty lil’ thang” came a hoarse voice from the trees.

“Who? Who’s there!? I-I have a sword!” Shit shit shit; Jaune wasn’t ready for this sorta stuff! Fighting some Creeps or young Beowulfs is one thing but fighting someone is different!

“Ohohoho, looks like this blond cutie has sum fight in’im…good, more fun this way…” that’s really, really creepy and concerning.

“Where are you!? Show yourself!” Jaune tried being intimidated.

“Oh don’tchu worry, ya won’t have time to anyways”

“wha-”

“you’ll be more worried about breathin’ with a cock in yer throat hahahaha!”

At that Jaune chose to make the smart move: run like hell!

Except he didn’t get away…

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“JAUNE!” Nora screamed.

“Huh, wha!?”

“Are you okay!? No, don’t answer that you, clearly aren’t!”

“I-I uh…”

Jaune was silent now, which for Nora was a bad sign…

…Maybe it’s time for Nora to act less like a Northerner and start acting more like an Arcadian…

“Jauney…yo-um-ya-crap, ok, Jaune” she said searching for words and getting his attention.

“Jaune look at me” he did.

“Did did-um did I bring some bad things up? I mean obviously I did but-um” ugh this is difficult how do Arcadians do it?

“Did I bring anything bad for you?”

“Ye-yea, I um…you just reminded me how I lost my…”

“Virginity?” she really hopes he says no, please for Brothers sake say no!

“Yea…”

“Oh Jaune I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to I-” She made him remember such a horrible thing…

“Don’t, you couldn’t have known” she shouldn’thave known…

Nora got up stood in front of Jaune and held her arms open…Nora isn’t good at this but at least she knows hugs are good comfort…

...Jaune accepted the hug.

“You can cry Jaune …please cry it’s good for you…”

“(Hick) I’m not goin’ to cry (hick)”

“Stop forcing yourself to be strong…isn’t that what you made me do? I’m here…”

At that Jaune broke down like a faulty dam, and he didn’t stop crying for a long, long time.

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That was a week ago.

Jauney and I have been spending more time together we’re supporting each other as best we can…

…My nightmares are going away, well, not really, but with Jauney's help they’re…manageable…I’ve found myself talking less with Rennie, and I don’t really mind it weirdly, oh well, Rennie does need to spend more time with his girlfriend after all…

…Hope Pyrrha's taking care of him well.

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Nora and I have been talking about our…pasts a lot lately, its helping.

Nora and I also have been having these weird silences, not awkward but comforting, is this what friends feel all the time? Pyrrha and I don’t have these silences, neither do any of the other girls, huh, kinda feels special for some reason…

…I like the silence.

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Almost a month now, me and Jauney have been talking for a month, and I feel like we’ve bonded so much over so little time, maybe we’ve bonded even faster than Rennie and I did...I like it Jaune and I’s bond, feels good, really good…

…I think I like him, like, like-him-like-him. I’m okay with it, more than okay actually…

…Does he feel the same?... Why am I even worrying he doesn’t?...

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I really like Nora, oh who’s believing that blatant lie?

I Love Nora. As more than a friend, I love Nora romantically…

…Maybe she feels the same? Oh, who am I kidding? she’d never love someone like me, not after… (sigh)

Maybe I should just ask her out she’ll reject me and we can go back to talking like friends.

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Alright perfect Ren and Pyrrha are away I can ask Him/Her

“Hey Nora/Jaune” they said simultaneously

“Oh, go ahead Nora” always the gentleman, one of his many charms.

“Nu-uh Fearless leader you first!” she said playfully

“yeahokayIcandothis” Jaune said under his breath

“Nora” “Yeah?” “Would you go get some dinner with me?”

“Ooh like dinner pancakes? Sure Jauney, you’re the best!” she was so excited (sigh) she’s amazing…

“N-No more like a-ummm”

“A what Jauney?”

“Wouldyougooutonadatewithme?” Oh great, he messed it up.

“…” her silence is so deafening, I really fucked up huh?

“…YES!!!” wait wut?

“Ohyoudon’tknowhowmanyweeksI’vewaitedforeitherofustoaskthatIwasgonna askyououtmyselfbecauseIcouldn’twaitand-”

“Nora! Nora calm down and speak in a way I can understand”

“I, yea, sorry, got too excited, started talking Nora mode, anyways-” she was…still talking really fast, but at least he could understand now! “-The answer is yes, also fuck yes and also gods I’ve waited too long to do: this!”

Suddenly Nora lunged forward and stabbed Jaune…Nah she just kissed him…WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!

“mhnph!” “Mmm~oh yeah, always knew you’d taste good Jauney~” “…izzat a yes?”

“What do you think?” “I think I’m dreaming that’s what” Nora giggled at that, fuck, even her laugh is adorable

“Well you’re wide awake, and, you got yourself a date! Isn’t that a confidence boost~” Fucking hell Nora knows how to be seductive.

“I’m the luckiest guy in beacon right now!” he said with his signature goofy grin

“Well” she wrapped her arms around his “where’s our date going to be?”

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[Notes]

[Pyrrha and Ren are indeed dating.]

[Yes the Booty Tier List will affect this check it out]

[Again this is going to be my first smut story so I'd apreciate the criticism]

Here ya go this is the first part of this two-shot.

Nest one will be smut I promise.

Part 1 / Part2

[bleachluna]

Roleswap

A fic for day 1 of @hitsukarinweek! Also on AO3

 Karin sat down next to Toshiro on the sofa, watching as he carefully brushed through their daughter's hair, skilfully and quickly parting the left half into separate sections for braiding. “I can't believe you can do this so much better than me.”

Toshiro didn't look up, currently focused on creating a french plait without pulling on Natsumi's head too much. “You've never really been one for delicate tasks.”

Karin huffed but watched attentively as her husband slowly braided down the back of Natsumi's head. “I guess but still, I'm the mom, I'm supposed to be the one doing this stuff.”

“No that's ok mom!”

Karin's mouth dropped theatrically in response and she leaned forward to poke Natsumi on the nose, “Cheeky.”

Toshiro made sure to tightly hold the half-done braid as Natsumi turned round to grin at her mother, before gently directing her head back to where it was, finishing the braid and tying it off. “Does it actually bother you?”

Karin shrugged. “I mean...a little? I don't know, when you picture having a daughter you think of this sort of stuff right? Dressing her up all cute,” she leaned over to briefly squish Natsumi's cheeks, “doing her hair, that sort of thing but it turns out I suck at it.”

Natsumi turned round quickly, immediately undoing the work Toshiro had done with creating sections in the right half of her hair. “You're good at dressing me up! The clothes you pick are cool! I wanna dress up like you when I grow up.”

Karin lightly slapped Toshiro's leg at his muttered “I hope not” and smiled at her daughter. “Thank you. At least I've got half of it down!”

Natsumi earnestly nodded back at her and turned round so Toshiro could finish her hair.

He carefully recreated the sections in the right half and started pulling it into a second plait. “Practice on your own hair?”

“Honestly I think that would be even worse, at least I can actually see what I'm doing on Natsumi. Unless I set up an elaborate mirror situation. I have no idea how some girls do that honestly, all these complicated hairstyles on themselves.”

A small laugh escaped out of Toshiro. “Maybe they do have an elaborate mirror situation. Well evidently I can always do your hair for you if you want.”

“Oh I know you can, given you cheated being able to do Natsumi's by practising for ages on me, but letting you do it all up for me feels like I'm giving in. I really should be able to do it myself.”

“We can't be good at everything mom. Definitely not right away!”

Karin immediately deflated at the words her daughter had parroted from her, having repeatedly used them whenever Natsumi got frustrated at not being able to do something. Her pride versus being a good example wasn't much of a toss up. “You're right. “ She sighed, “maybe I'm just not meant to be very good at hair. At least I'm good at other stuff huh?”

Natsumi nodded, unintentionally making Toshiro have to redo the part he was on. “Yeah! You're good at clothes, you can do make up super quick! Um...you always make sure I do my school work, even when I don't wanna.”

Karin snorted in response. “You're happy about that?”

Natsumi sighed, coming out more for show than a genuine sigh, copying the actions of adults around her without really understanding yet. “Kinda. I hate it, but it makes me smarter so yeah.”

Both parents let out a laugh at that, Karin gently correcting her. “It makes you more knowledgeable, you're already smart.”

Natsumi's face scrunched up in confusion. “What's the difference?”

“Smart is more...generally speaking people are born with being smart, then as they live life they get more knowledge, and the innate smartness and the knowledge sort of work together. You know how I say your little brother is always experimenting?”

“Uh huh, you said that the other day when he was putting the little bouncy balls though the stair gate upstairs.”

“Yeah, did you remember how closely he was watching the balls when he put them through? My guess is that he was trying to figure out why they fell down, or why they bounced maybe.”

Second french plait now done and tied, Natsumi turned round, facing them. “Falling is gravity! I don't know how they bounce though.”

Toshiro smiled at her enthusiasm. “I think it's the material they're made out of, different types bounce in different amounts. The makers were deliberately looking for a material that bounced well.”

“Oh.”

Karin nodded. “My point is, you can tell he's smart because he's already trying to figure it all out. It's smart to try something out to see what'll happen, that's pretty much what science is, they just make sure to do it carefully. He's a little young for the concept of gravity right now, but pushing the balls through the stair gate taught him the knowledge that things fall down the stairs.

Natsumi gasped loudly. “And he's scared round the stairs now! He learned!”

Karin laughed. “Yeah, he doesn't like going near them without me or your dad now. He used his smartness to experiment, he gained the knowledge that the balls fall down the stairs, and using the two together he probably figured out he could fall down the stairs too.”

“Wow...He can't even talk yet.”

“He babbles,” Toshiro defended, “he understands a lot that's said to him, he'll get there soon.”

“Smartness and knowledge work together so you can figure out the world. Smart is good, but you need the knowledge to back it up and help boost it.”

“Did I experiment when I was a baby?”

Toshiro raised an eyebrow at her. “Last week you poured half a bottle of bubble bath into the bath to see if you could get, and I quote, thousands and thousands of bubbles. You still experiment.”

“But...experimenting isn't bad right?”

He winced at the complicated question. “It is important to try things out, but you still need to get our permission first. Trying out how many bubbles half a bottle gets you isn't really bad as such, but inconvenient when you try it out in the evening when we're trying to get your brother washed and in bed.”

Karin rolled her eyes at how Toshiro put it. “Inconvenient is certainly one word for it. Besides kid, a lot of people have already done these experiments, we might already know the answer without you trying it out.”

Natsumi pouted. “That's no fun.”

Karin put on a stern expression. “Some of them can also be dangerous if you're not careful. Wanting to learn stuff is good, but you need to run them by us first.”

“Okaaaay.”

Karin nodded to her in acknowledgement and then laughed to herself. “You know between you doing her hair all the time and me being the stricter parent maybe we should swap names.”

Toshiro looked at her, confused. “Hm?”

She grinned at him. “You be mom and I'll be dad.”

Natsumi giggled and shook her head. “That's silly!”

Karin smiled down at her. “Ah you've gotta be silly sometimes. But anyway! Now that your hair's all done, you ready to go get changed for dinner?”

Natsumi cocked her head to the side. “What about you?”

“Me?”

“Are you gonna let dad do your hair?”

Karin laughed a little awkwardly. “I was just gonna redo the ponytail.”

Natsumi stood up, leaning against Karin's legs and holding her hands as she looked at her. “But if you let dad do it we can match!”

Lost for words, Karin looked over to Toshiro who shrugged in response, she sighed as she shrugged too. “Oh alright then.” She scooted off the sofa to sit in front of Toshiro, Natsumi taking her seat. “Maybe just the one plait instead of two though?”

“Nooooo do two! So we match properly!”

Toshiro smiled in response, leaning down to tease Karin. “The lady has spoken.”

Karin's mouth dropped open as she turned round to look at the two of them. “Do I not count as the lady of the house?”

Toshiro gently pulled out her hair tie as he spoke. “I thought you were dad and I was mom?”

She rotated her head back round so he could work on her hair properly. “Hm, I really tripped myself over there huh.”

“Yep, two plaits it is.” He brushed out her hair and parted it in half. “I'm sure you'll look lovely.”

Karin let herself relax as Toshiro started braiding the left side of her head. “Natsumi go get changed while your dad does my hair ok?”

Natsumi sprung up from the sofa and sped towards the stairs, running up them quickly, making Karin sigh. “I would tell her off for running but maybe it's better she uses her energy up now.”

“And you think running up one flight of stairs will do that? She's excited, she's got even more energy than usual.”

Karin rolled her eyes with a smile. “I don't know why she's so excited, she sees everyone all the time.”

Toshiro talked a little slower as he focused on braiding, “yeah, but it's not often that it's the whole family all at once. It's gonna be a nightmare getting her to bed tonight.”

“Part of me's hoping she'll tire herself out but that's probably naïve.”

“Probably. We'll have to tag team it.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

[ushiwakaout]

WARNINGS: age gap, student x teacher (platonic then romantic) SPOILERS FOR MANGA CHAPTERS 280+

probably really bad spelling

Ok bitches, it’s midnight and my mind is ROLLING.

This obviously has to do with bakugo. I’m a bakugo kinny so don’t @ me plz.

I really do be thinking that he’d fall in love with his teacher. But like let me explain.

You’re one of his teachers but you aren’t a hero, 100% a vigilante bc you don’t believe in the Hero morals bc you think they are a little twisted. You’re the only teacher in UA who’s not a “real” hero, personally i think Aizawa is a vigilante bc in the beginning we see that he doesn’t like Toshinori and i think it has to do with his Hero ways.

ANYWAYS, getting out of pocket here.

After the UA festival you have a big soft spot for bakugo and midoriya (especially bkg but don’t tell deku). One day he accidentally fell asleep in class bc he’s been having nightmares and you notice. Ofc you do- he’s basically your kid smh. You don’t even bother to wake him and you threaten the ones who try, especially denki and mineta. Your quirk revolves around blood manipulation but u can make it into a physical form (i guess like elsa but w blood/ u can manipulate not just yours) So when they try to wake up bakugo you just put two scary blood creatures beside them and they threaten them for you. If class is over and he’s still asleep, deku looks a little worried but you pat his shoulders and let him know it’s okay.

not you waking him up with a blood figure bc your scared of him 😔 just a lil

he obviously wakes up startled with the blood beside him, unknown to you, it reminded him of the Sludge villain. you rush to his side and start to apologize, stroking his hair but he just slaps your hand away. He’s not used to this type of affection. “Bakugo.... Are you sleeping alright?” He obviously doesn’t crack under the first attempt and decided to leave, calling you an old hag nun the less. He’s muttering “Why should you care?” and “Mind your business old hag.” Mind you, youre only like 7 years older than he is. (Bakugo is 16, aka the oldest of the class making you 23, one of the youngest teachers too) You only stop him seconds before he’s out the door to let him know that he can talk to you when he wants to. Obviously flips u off bc he doesn’t see you like an elder like Aizawa or All Might.

The fourth time Bakugo is distracted or falls asleep, he slips up. You wake him after Iida complained to you about not waking him up, low key threaten him too- u know that he almost murdered stain 💀 shuts him right up. You stroke his hair this time, trying to be gentle and not startle him like last time. You ask if he’s okay again and that’s when he slips up, “Just nightmares n stuff...” He is NOT fully awake or conscious, so he kinda frazzled up again and we are back to our regular program of Bakugo barking in your face to mind your business. But you don’t expect him to say thank you right before he walks out the door. You’re like ????? that’s new.

It’s probably the last time bakugo falls asleep is when he starts developing a crush on you. You run your hands through his hair again and he kinda rubbed into it like a cat being pet behind the ears. Both of you are like 👁👄👁

He BOLTED. No way he had just developed a crush on his teacher. No fucking way. Try’s to distance himself from you. Doesnt sleep in you class anymore. Doesnt ask you for your help or anything. You don’t mind since it seems like he’s getting by better than he was before.

But when he gets captured by the LOV and youre at camp w aizawa as extra help and you don’t see bakugo back with the rest it’s like a piece of your heart was ripped out. ( BTW in this point in time the feelings you have for bakugo ARE NOT ROMANTIC, it’s kinda like Eri and Aizawa situation, you unintentionally took bakugo under your wing and care for him a little bit more than the rest)

You don’t sleep until you find him. You’re at the press conference and you’re blood begins to boil when they said bakugo would become a villain. You spoke over Aizawa “I can assure you that you can drop those theories and accusations of my student. Bakugo Katsuki is talented and strong willed. What you saw during the festival was a mier fragment of who he really is. He’s a good kid who wants to be the number one hero one day... he wouldn’t give that up to be a villain.”

“And how do you know this fire sure, (hero/name)”

“I know my student better than anyone.”

When you hear that Midoriya, Iida, Momo, Kirishima and Todoroki went on a rescue mission to save Bakugo- you freak out. You paced all night until All might won the battle against AFO. Shota called you in the middle of the night to let you know that Bkg was gonna be in the hospital for the night. You rushed over there and once again your blood began to boil- you overheard the converstantion with him and his mother. Her calling him weak. What kind of mother was she?

you purposely walked in, “Oh sorry... You must be the Bakugos, I’m H/N- his teacher.” Mitsuki shook your hand and so did Masaru. You guys chatted a little before they left. “Your fathers such a sweet guy... how’d he end up with your mom?” Bakugo chuckled, “Old hag basically jumped on him at work.” You two chuckled together.

A very long chat between you too happened. More on how he was feeling and how you worried about him. At this point Bakugo knew that he could confide in you... He looked down at his lap and he began to sniffle. Something you where NOT expecting. “It’s all my fault... All might lost his power because of me... Becahse i was weak.” You heart ached for him UGH. Taking his hand in his, “Bakugo you are not weak... You’re the strongest kid I know. This isn’t your fault. If anything it’s mine... I couldn’t protect you kids fast enough... I’m sorry.” Caressing his cheeks. “It’s getting late. Get some sleep bakugo.” Youre about to let go of his hands but his grip gets tighter. “Don’t make me say it old hag.” He mutters before you chuckle a little and sit back down. You fall asleep you head on the edge of his bed, still in your chair while he finally began to drift to sleep. Your hand now in his.

When he figured out Deku’s secret he has one condition. “We tell L/N”

Deku’s like ??? “You mean H/N??? But kacchan!”

“No buts deku! We tell L/N or i tell everyone.”

“All Might! Do something!”

“I trust her”

“HA! Stupid deku!”

Bakugou’s kinda excited to tell you while y’all have tea and discuss Deku’s quirk but your sipping your tea when they tell you and your like “Oh, yeah i kinda figured that out myself... You guys are really bad at hiding a secret.” Bakugo calls the irresponsible and the rest is history 💀

Also you side intern w a 1-B student Shiozaki bc y’all have manipulation quirks and he gets mad jealous 💀💀 also hates that u intern w Vlad King and hang out w Hawks WAY TOO MUch

If he’s ever around you guys and Hawks starts flirting OH MAN bakugou with start to bark.

Hawks is the first person to notice his crush and he tells you and your like “Pft BAKUGOU?? You’re crazy!” but then you low key begin to notice small things that you didn’t before and your like oh- Oh shit.... this ain’t good

“Bakugo, have lunch with me will you?”

Denki and mineta make dirty jokes and you slap both of them w your shadows before the exit class.

You’re both mid into your bento box as you just blurt it out “Do you fancy me Kacchan?” yes u intentionally call him kacchan bc he chokes on the spici bento u made him. “Oh wow... hawks was right...”

“WHAT DID THAT BIRD BRAIN TELL YOU”

“Just told me you had a crush on me... Didnt believe him until now...” You eat a little more bento and just put it down bc ur don’t like the tension in the room. “Bakugo you know nothings going to happen between us right? You’re my student and i care about you. I obviously favor you but that’s all it’s gonna be.”

“Watch your mouth old hag. I’m 18 in two years, let’s see if i don’t come back and bite you in the ass.”

you burst out laughing and he just barks at you for laughing at him. “You will not my dear bakugo. Unless you graduate top of your class, turn 21 and make an image for yourself, then we’ll talk.”

“Mmm i promise ima gonna follow you till u love me too, L/N.”

“you’re disgusting, eat your bento.”

SPOILERS FOR MANGA CHAPTER 280 and ONGOING

You’re horribly injured. Gashes and blood spilling from your wounds as you watch Midoriya fight a battle alone with Shigaraki. Bakugo is sitting you up between his legs, making sure you don’t pass out. Your blood isn’t regenerating your wounds like it usually would. Your body has its limits and you’ve almost passed them.

But when Aizawa goes out cold, Deku claims Nanas float quirk, it’s up to you and Endevor to keep everyone safe, even if your body is screaming at you to sleep and rest.

There’s a moment when you see bakugo look at you when he sees that his child hood friends is in grave danger. “Don’t... BAKUGO!” He’s already in the air and your blood whips aren’t fast enough to move them. Shigaraki is faster and pieces through his chest and abdomen... It’s like you could feel it. “NO!!BAKUGO!!!” Everyone around you can hear the horror in your voice as you push yourself up in the air w the rest of your energy and catch him in your arms before anyone else does, but your body feels limp, luckily enough Todoroki Shoto is seconds behind you and catches the both of you safely.

At this point you can’t even tell who’s blood is on your hands. “You idiot.... Damn it ... Hey, hey you’re alright, look at me Bakugo. You can’t leave me too kid.” If it weren’t for your regeneration you’d probably be passed out the way he is right now. “We’re gonna get you to safety alright.... You gotta keep your promise... as stupid as it is.”

The second your feet step into a medical, everyone is looking at the both of you in horror. You tears a falling onto him and you just look like a tired mess. “Please take him. No- No not me, him! He needs help not me, please.” The doctors are quick and they try to help you but you keep screaming that it’s bakugo that needs help and when he’s not in your arms anymore and you see him getting the help you need that’s when your body collapses into the arms of a doctor.

Once everything is over and everyone is safe. You’re the last one out of the group who wakes up, which frightens bakugo. He’s in his room and he’s nagging you at his nurse to let him see you (your legit a curtain over) but she keeps saying that you need rest and blah blah. “Let the kid in nurse.” You croak and bakugo almost falls off his bed to get to you.

he regrets his decision. you look pissed. “You could have died.” was the first thing you tell him when you see him. “Do you know how selfish that was Bakugo? You could have died in my arms? Did you even think about that-

“My body moved in it’s own...”

*silence*

“I had to do something...”

You start tearing up, “get over here you stupid pomeranian.”

After that you watch Bakugo from afar, you give up you job in UA. You felt unworthy to have that position especially when you couldn’t save your student for the second time. Sometimes bakugo calls you and ask where you are while he’s on a grocery run. “I’m a lot closer than you think Kacchan, now get home safely, it’s getting dark.” You hang up in him and follows him back to UA, making use he’s fine.

This goes on for two year until he graduates. He’s taking pictures with his friends and aizawa gives him a box. “What is this?” he shrugs. “She just dropped it off.” He walks away leaving bakugo confused.

He opens the box and it’s a picture of you and him that Toshinori may have taken while you laughed together eating your bento. Behind the picture, there’s ink w your hand writing “give it back in 3 years” and inside there’s ring hanging on a necklace, he chuckles while reading the next note “p.s i’m not proposing. i just want something else to look forward to other than your presence”

“stupid hag.” he mutters before pulling the necklace over his head and tucking it into his graduate uniform. his hand is over the necklace and you see his smile from the top of the UA roof. When he looks up, he sees you. You smile softly and disappear when he blinks- he was afaid that would happen.

the next three years go by a lot quicker than he realizes. He’s interning under the agency you created w hawks but your no where to do seen. You’re never. in office.

and when april 20th hits, it’s the first time people see you in the office in three years and you go directly to Bakugos cubicle. You place a white box in front of him and smile “Happy birthday Dynamight.” His eyes widen when he locks eyes with you. Your hair is different, you look more like a woman than you did 5 years ago. he’s speechless and u just chuckle and roll your eyes. “My necklace, Kacchan.”

“I want my birthday present first.”

“What are you talking about, the box is your present now hand over my neck-“

“that’s not what i’m talking about.”

“the what-”

all eyes are on you two when pulls you into a kiss that he’s been holding onto for five years. “This necklace is mine now, just like you are. I promised you didn’t i?”

[four-rabbit]

Game Night

I don’t really know what this is, I’m just glad I was finally able to finish a sanders sides’ fanfic for the first time. 

This fanfic was born from the last video, obviously, and the realization that the creativity twins canonically feel physical pain when their ideas are desregard or their function is “offended” let’s say, which I had to exagerate and turn int angst, of course, so enjoy!

Summary: Remus get sick so frequently that those nights have became his idea of a sleepover. 

Ship: platonic dukeceit. Or romantic. You can interpret it however you want

Characters: Remus Sanders, Virgil Sanders and Janus Sanders 

Warnings: swearing, kinda grapphic descriptions of pain and sickness, mentions to vomit. Also maybe some umsympathetic Virgil? I don’t see it like that, but I guess it depends on how you interpret it. 

Word Count: 1729

Sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language

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If Remus was real, he would be dead. 

And if snakes could demonstrate worry, they would make exactly the same expression that Janus had after looking at the thermometer. 

"How do you manage to get so bad so quickly?" 

"What can I say, being bad is the only thing I'm good at" Remus joked, the words scratching his throat as an unwanted cough came with them. Janus rolled his eyes, trying to seem calm. And falling. 

"Any idea what was the cause this time?" Remus' focus went down to the old and familiar sheet, which he fiddled with, avoiding the question. 

"How hot am I?" He vaguely pointed to the thermometer. 

"You have a 113°F fever" 

"Well, fuck. That's a new record" he touched his own forehead, smiling almost maniacally right after "Shit. How long do you think it takes until my brain melts? 

"Bold of you to assume it hadn't already" Virgil was the one to answer, entering the room with a bowl of hot soup in his hands. 

"Wow Virgil, that was fast " Janus lied, raising an eyebrow. "What happened?"

"I was trying to actually cook something real for once"

"Please don't tell me your burned the kitchen" the half-snake child replied, with some amount of actual fear behind the dramatic hand to his chest and horrified expression. 

"Ha ha" pause "...not on purpose" Virgil replied, looking away. 

 "Yeah, that's my job!"

"Remus, eat your soup, the grownups are talking" the embodiment of Fear interrupted jokingly, even though any of them was older then twelve. Then he turned to Janus again, already guessing what he was going to say "but... it's fine now. I took care of it" Janus made a mental note to go take a look at the damage as fast as possible. They could all be kids, but Janus knew very well he was the only responsible there. 

"I don't like it...!" Creativity replied, sounding like a child who doesn't want to eat salad. Janus sighed as his thoughts were interrupted, conjuring a bottle of perfume and poured it in the meal. 

"Now eat" and so he did. Virgil raised an eyebrow, but he was smiling, trying not to be so worried. Or at least not demonstrate it. After so many times, he should be used to it, but... well, he was Fear. It was his job to keep track of the worst case scenarios.

"Did he get better?"

"On the contrary. The fever is higher than ever"

"And I also feel like someone ripped my bones out of my skin and then put them back, but like... in the wrong way" Remus added, spilling hot soup all over the sheet and his clothes by trying to communicate with his mouth full. 

"So it's one of those nights" Virgil mumbled.

"I'm afraid so" 

Remus finished his soup smiling like there was no tomorrow, opening his arms despite how much that simple gesture hurted "Game night while I'm dying!" Janus smiled, with more sadness in his eyes than anything else. 

"I'll get the monopoly"

•••

"I won"

"No, you did fucking not" Remus immediately answered, not even looking away from his cards.

"You can see for yourself" Janus showed his game, which clearly meant a victory, indeed. Remus tossed his cards on the sheet like it was their fault. He was so fucking close!

"You cheated" Virgil said sharply, as if it was an undeniable fact. 

"Do you have any proof? Janus challenged, not losing a beat or his mischievous smile.

"Yeah. It's the only thing you know how to do" the teenager replied, his tone as cold as a lake in the winter. Janus looked down before he could help himself. Couldn't he keep it down for at least one night? The night Remus needed both of them?

The cards caught fire. It was an accident, but Remus decided to go with that, jumping out of the sheets, trying to ignore the terrible twist that movement gave to his stomach. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he threw up. At least that way these two would stop fucking fighting. 

"What the hell?!" Virgil exclaimed, tossing his game away like it was burning. Which was the case, indeed.

"Let's watch a horror movie!" Well, he got their attention. 

"Did you need to burn things before saying that?!" Virgil screamed. He was standing and seemed even more distressed.This was a mistake, Janus realized. It was foolish to think they could ignore their differences for the sake of Remus. 

"It's more fun this way! What can it be? One of the classics? Some shitty obscure one?" He kept trying, getting out of bed and walking toward Virgil, who walked away from him. Janus immediately got up too, already anticipating the disaster that situation could turn to. A worst one. Because it was already a disaster. 

"Please, control yourselves"

"I'm controlled! I'm not the one burning things" Virgil replied, the trace of the tempestuous tongue in his voice proving that he was anything but in control. 

"Remus, please. Apologize for burning the cards"

"It's just some stupid paper!

"Now"

"It was a fucking accident"

"We all know it wasn't" Janus almost, almost told Virgil to shut up after that. But he didn't need to make things worse than they already were.

"It was a fucking accident" his voice started getting threatened, his eyes started shining with a red danger "But you know what wouldn't be a fucking accident? if I..." his vision went black, a headache that felt like someone had opened his skull being everything that existed and then not even that. 

Anxiety got out of the room immediately after his friend fainted, keeping his gaze to the ground, knowing that he wouldn't be able to stand any amount of time alone with Deceit. 

•••

   Remus wished he was real, so he would be dead. 

   He felt like someone had catched his body on fire, then hit his head with an axe, then exchanged his blood for poison and his bones with knives. 

   "I knew you were stupid, but not stupid enough to try and suggest an idea for Thomas. On your own. After terrorizing him the whole night. Literally hours after recovering from your last..." Janus looked down at his friend, in one of the only moments he didn't try to hide his emotions. Fear. Somebody had to fill the vacancy now that Virgil is gone, I suppose. 

   "It was..." He coughed blood. "A good idea"

   "Oh yeah, I'm sure he thought the same" Janus rolled his eyes. Remus tried to say that he would be fine, but his throat still hurt from the acid of his stomach and the scratching of his coughs. 

   "I told you to not do anything too dangerous. We are..." he looked down to his gloves which, as he knew, covered up for the scales that apparently had decided that half of his face was not punishment enough. "In a delicate situation, now that..."

   "The emo is gone. I know" Remus completed, his voice not much more than a whisper. 

   "Oh please, no. We are better off without him haunting us all day. If he prefers to deal with them, the only thing I feel is pity" anyone else would have believed that. Remus knew it was bullshit the second those words left his mouth. But he didn't say that. Mostly because he was feeling nauseous again and he learned that, apparently, people don't like if you throw up while trying to talk to them. 

   Janus stayed in silence for a couple more seconds, then something changed in his eyes and he got up.

   "Well, if you need me, I'll be reading" said, but before he could go too far, Remus grabbed the bottom of his coat, deciding to make use of his positions of creativity, as with a snap of his fingers green words appeared in the air:

   "It's game night, not a fucking book club"

   "I don't think you're able to play games right now"

   "I've never been better in my entire fucking life"

   The words glitched as his consciousness stumbled. 

   "Remus"

   "You've been reading, studying, planning, whatever every fucking time we were together" he finally was able to find his voice again "Is it me, Virgil, or just you being a dick? 

   "You need to rest"

   "I'm gonna vomit on your shoes"

   Janus sighed, sitting again on the bed. 

   "What do you propose?"

   "Truth or dare" Janus never plays truth or dare. The two of them, Virgil and Remus, would play it at any given opportunity, on the other hand. 

   "Don't test me"

   Floating words again: "I'm gonna take it easy"

   "You never take it easy."

   Remus frowned. 

   "Ok" the half-snake man sighed "let's find a compromise: I can play Never Have I Ever" 

   Remus smiled diabolically. So they had a deal. 

•••

   "Finally! It's been so long since our last sleepover!"

   "This is anything but a sleepover" Janus replied, not looking away from his book.

   "Yes it is! We're sleeping together not in a sexual way and wearing pajamas.

   "I'm not-" Remus snapped his fingers and suddenly Janus had a yellow onesie on. "...I'm not having a sleepover with you. And you're not even that bad"

   "But I'll be. And in the meantime... Please play truth or dare with me just this time please please" he said in one breath. 

   "You already know my opinion about this game"

   "I know that you like it! You would always laugh and even participate when me and Virgin played!" Janus flinched.

   "That was a long time ago"

   "Just two rounds!" 

   "I..."

   "C'mon! You're not gonna lose an arm if you play just one time. And even if you did, you would still have five perfectly good ones left"

  Janus hesitated. He knew Remus would get worse. It was obvious by the tiredness in his voice, even when he was so excited. And how pale he was. How deep his eyeshadow appeared, making him seem like a dead body. 

   He sighed. Remus smiled from ear to ear. Literally.

   "Truth or dare?!" Asked as if he was a child whose birthday had come earlier.

   "Dare, obviously" Janus said, unable to stop himself from smiling at his friend's happiness, even though they both knew it wouldn't last long. 

   But that was okay. Because they would have one another. And that was enough. It had to be.

[ask-soul-bendy]

RP sections with Venoraux

So I'm deciding to put these up here cause why not, I love this interesting demon of mine, and hope you guys will too. :v

It is broken up into three sections, the first two are from the same RP, while the 3rd is from a different RP, so keep that in mind. Enjoy!

Oh also, Venoraux, Henry, and Mark belong to me, Corr and Paul belong to @core4lost

Henry: *paces back inside to try and ignore the stillness of outside. At least they still get TV reception. Hopefully the whole city hasn't been deserted. That would definitely imply that something is very wrong. However, he freezes when he sees a large black figure out on the back porch... It looks to be crouching like a dog, watching him with four glowing red eyes, a wide fanged grin, and a long tail waving around slowly. It sits there unnervingly still aside from the tail, which seems to have... Eyes on the spear, making it look like a dragon head* ... Guys...?

Corr and Paul look to Henry with a confused look. "What is it?" Paul said as he gets up to see what Henry was looking at until he spotted the demon outside the window. He looks stunned to see it was staring at them, but it was odd that it... Kinda resembles like Corr's demon form but a bit sinister looking. "W-What the hell is that...?" Paul looks a bit unsettled just seeing that demon. Corr looks over to Paul and Henry looking a bit worried as he too got up from the couch as he tries to look at what they were looking at until he saw it too. He looked scared as he stays behind Henry and Paul.

Henry: *gulps nervously* ... Maybe it's... The demon...... But, Corr said it was a giant dragon... *tenses more when the demon outside tilts its head, like it can hear them...* Right?

"Don't know..." Paul looks behind himself seeing Corr looked nervous as he didn't want to be near this thing since he didn't want to deal with this demon. Paul looks to Henry as he thought of some sort of an idea. "Should we try to lock all the doors and windows?" Corr perks up thinking it was a good idea. "I-I'll go and lock them if you want..." Paul looks to Corr and nods. "Go ahead and start doing it... Including the windows as well." Corr then went to the front door as he starts to lock them and even the windows but avoids being near the monster that was close to the back door. Soon Corr goes downstairs so he can try to lock the door down there as well.

Henry: *watches the demon to make sure it doesn't move, taking to observing its body. He notices the ribs on its chest, the giant claws, and a strange slit between its ribs. What is that? It looks like it's more than just a design pattern* ... What do you want...? *tenses more when it pulls up some and steps back, only to lay down like a dog, still watching the old man, its large claws tucked in under it, and its face only inches from the pane of the door. Even laying down it looks so big. But why isn't it doing anything? And... Why does he get this subtle urge to go close to it...?*

Corr manages to lock everything downstairs as he got upstairs to see Henry and Paul still looking at the demon by the door. "Is it still there?" Paul frowns sadly. "Yeah... But... It's still sitting there..." Corr frowns but thinks he might have a good opportunity to lock the monster outside if it was laying down. "M-Maybe I can lock it..." "Corr, no... It might break the door down." "Paul, we don't know that... Just... Let me try..." Paul sighs as he lets Corr go and let him try. "Alright... Just be careful..." Corr slowly went closely to the door that the demon was at that was laying down. It looked relaxed, but might be trying to let his defense down or trying to think it was harmless to let it in. But he wasn't going to fall for it, not like when that dragon had harmed him and tortured him in Hell. He didn't want to be fooled again, Corr just looks at the demon's face and just felt scared and.... Felt like he recognized its own eyes, he hated it... He just wished it would just go away. Corr tries to focus so he can go to the door, lock it, and then he can lock everything else so they can all be safe inside.

demon: *continues to watch him precariously, almost with interest and amusement, swaying its tail around smoothly* ... Soon... *smiles more darkly as it speaks in a deep rumbling voice, yet almost alluring, that can be heard clearly through the door* ... Soon, you will come to accept my gift... I've restored the lives of both you and your uncle... And I've improved you both vastly, given you power and immortality... Is this not what you wished for, boy...?

Corr looked at the demon and glares at it knowing that it was that same demon dragon from before... But... In a different body or form. Corr hurries up to the door knowing the hate he has towards this monster as he locks the door with a click knowing that it was now locked. "I don’t want your damn gift!"

demon: *chuckles in a vile tone* Well that's too bad... I can make your lives so much better, yet you wish to live the life of stress and mundane work and death? And being what you are now, it won't be long before your instincts take over... Same with your dear uncle... It's futile to resist for so long, thus you might as well embrace it sooner than later...

Corr frowns and glares at the demon, but he still has his mom's pendant to keep him sane and himself... But... His uncle... He wasn't too sure if his own uncle will still be his sweet uncle that he remembers him as if the demon instinct will take him over. Paul looks at the demon as he tries to go over to Corr so he can get him away from the demon that was making him uncomfortable. "Just who the hell are you anyway!? Since Corr seen you as this demon dragon, we haven't even gotten your name yet..." Paul would like to know the name of this so called demon.

demon: *grins at them, still hardly moving otherwise* You may know me as Lord Venoraux...

Henry: *paces over as well, uneasy with it being so placid, but even with them so close, it's only talking, albeit precariously* Lord Venoraux? How are you a lord?

Venoraux: I'll just say that what you experienced was real... And this is not...

Corr frowns sadly as he looks at Venoraux. "So.... It's true... Then... Why did you put us here then? And where are we exactly?" Corr looks at Venoraux sadly as Paul puts Corr behind him as if guarding Corr from Venoraux so that this demon won't have any ideas just to try and get to Corr, but at least the door was locked.

Venoraux: Why, I'm keeping you safe, boy... It's dangerous out there... Though, I'm sure you can manage well enough... Even still, I'd rather not let you fall victim to harm...

Henry: How un-demon-like of you...

Venoraux: *chuckles in an unsettling tone* You belong to me, thus why would I allow my belongings to be damaged? I even smuggled you from Hell's judge, boy... Aren't you grateful for that much?

Henry: Wait... So... You also sent him up here those few times?

Venoraux: Indeed... The poor soul was weakening just by being away from you. And since I had plans for him, I didn't want to lose the opportunity... Plus, beings wielding two souls are much more rare and valuable...

Henry: *frowns in thought* ... You mean Corr's mother...

Venoraux: Also a pure soul, yes...

Corr frowns sadly as if he didn't want to be here or be near Venoraux just how it was talking about how rare and valuable he was just cause he has two souls. Paul looks over to Corr seeing how depressed he looks as he starts to hold Corr close to him in a hug and pressed his head to his chest knowing that Corr didn't want to hear more of this. When Corr felt Paul holding him, he nuzzled to Paul and started to hold him close knowing that he just wishes he can be somewhere far. Paul looks at Venoraux with a serious look knowing that it was too much for Corr to take it in. "I'm gonna take Corr upstairs..." Paul escorts Corr to his room so that he would feel safe with him knowing that Paul felt like a guard when it comes to Corr being a total target to these freaking demons.

Venoraux: There is no escape from me~ Do be sure to keep that in mind...

Henry: *frowns at Corr with pity, before looking back at the demon* ... So... Lord Venoraux... Why? What did you do to the city, and why?

Venoraux: *lowers its head a bit with a soft growl* Humans are such a convoluted race... They make themselves more stressed than they ever should be... Needing jobs to make valueless money, needing to worry about others vandalizing their homes and possessions, worrying about what they can afford... Even fearing death and accidents... *looks up at Corr and Henry, as if knowing what happened to them*

Henry: *frowns more at that. Corr slipped from the roof from the rain, and a lightning bolt was the cause. And his own mishap with gasoline poisoning was due to a decrepit vehicle and lack of realization of how much gas he'd swallowed... At least those accidents weren't the demon's doing. It'd hoped for them, but didn't cause them* ... So, what...? You think you're making life better?

Venoraux: Believe it or not, yes... You see, under my rule, there will be no illness and no weakness. No stress on petty mundane things like wondering if you'll have enough money to keep your home or your vehicles...

Henry: And what about the demons you brought from Hell?

Venoraux: They'll only retaliate... It's an order of mine for them to leave you three alone, so if you attack them is when you'd better hope to either kill them or hide well enough... As I said, I wouldn't want you all going out there and getting into trouble...

As Paul took Corr to his room, Corr tries to tuck into his own bed while Paul sits next to him as Corr tries to get comfortable. He felt so horrible that this so called Venoraux would try to keep them for itself and even Corr. Corr tries to sleep hoping everything was just an awful nightmare as he holds onto Paul's hand as he didn't want him to leave. Paul saw Corr's pendant looking a bit dark as it was flickering from light to dark as if it was either scared, or knows that Corr was awfully depressed and saddened about the situation they were in now. "It's ok, Corr... I'll always be here with you, bud... Ok...?" Paul rubs Corr's head as he tries to comfort him while Corr was resting in bed.

Henry: *stares at the demon for a moment, before looking away* ... Won't you just go away...? And leave us alone...? And turn things back to the way they were...?

Venoraux: Well, the last request wouldn't be very possible... For I've made the city into my nest, only homes and food markets still intact.

Henry: ... Unless you've destroyed the power plants.

Venoraux: Oh no, those are still in operation as well. And I even tried not to kill off many humans either... So there's still human population...

Henry: They're probably all living in fear now though, right? *looks up at it with a stern look*

Venoraux: *grins darkly* You'd think that, but actually they're all more than willing to live under my rule...

Henry: *looks confused, and a bit nervous* How so?

Venoraux: Well, they wouldn't be useful if they were all fearful and repulsed by our ways...

Henry: How do you mean "useful"?

Venoraux: Hmm, you might not believe it, but I'm good to my followers...

Henry: Your followers? So that means... You brainwashed everyone?

Venoraux: I'd rather go with a nicer term, like swayed or influenced, but... All in all, yes...

Corr starts to feel a bit at ease as he looks up to Paul with a sad look while curled up in the covers. "P-Paul... Go check on Henry... I-I'm ok up here... Just... Make sure he's ok..." "You sure?" "Yeah... I'm worried about him with... That demon..." Paul sighs as he gets off the bed as he was about to go out of Corr's room. "I'll be right back, alright...? Just try to sleep, ok?" "Ok... Be safe..." Corr curls up in bed so he can try to calm himself and try not to think of the bad stuff. Paul heads downstairs as he came to see if Henry was doing alright with that good for nothing Venoraux.

Henry: So what do you plan to do with us?

Venoraux: I only wish to take care of you is all.

Henry: By way of? *crosses his arms, still apprehensive despite the demon's lax tone*

Venoraux: Well, you'll need to be trained to your bodies and learn to effectively fend for yourselves. And you'll soon find that I know best for everyone...

Henry: Why do I get the feeling you're just talking about the demons?

Venoraux: *chuckles a bit* Well, it wouldn't last long if I didn't tend to my livestock... Demons can go for a while without feeding, and given how humans reproduce rather quickly yet age slowly, it shouldn't be too much hassle to keep things in order.

Henry: So we are just your food. And slaves basically.

Venoraux: *tilts its head* Call it what you will, but the humans put up little resistance... As I said, they're more than willing to cater to me and my brood, and I don't ask much of them...

Henry: *sighs lowly. He didn't expect a demon to act like a saint or anything, especially an alleged dragon demon* ... Well then, if as you said "this isn't real", can you make anything for us?

Venoraux: I can... I know this place would be rather boring if you were the only inhabitants, so if population is what you wish for, I can make it so...

Henry: ... *looks away some. Can this demon really reshape space and give them what they want in the span of what it'll allow for? It seems to want them to bend to its will just like everyone else, and why wouldn't it just hypnotize them like it did everyone else to make it easier? It's already fulfilled its plans, maybe it sees no need to make quick work of them...* Then... Can you make things how they were in this place? *looks back at it* If our loyalty is what you want, then making us comfortable would be a good way to start...

Venoraux: *chuckles darkly with a matching grin* And suggesting ways to win you over only implies that you do wish to follow me~

Henry: No... Just something I'd figure you'd already think of...

Venoraux: Believe me, I indeed know how to win you over. I'm just amused at your tone, sounding ever so slightly submissive~

Henry: *scoffs lowly as he looks away again* Well you're a powerful demon, I'm not gonna be gullible enough to defy you outright, that'd be stupid... Even if you wouldn't kill me, there's likely other methods of torture you'd enact. Am I wrong?

Venoraux: *grins more with a low rumble* You're not wrong... However, it is better to have all my followers be completely submissive. Besides, it makes for rather interesting conversation as well...

Henry: *droops his shoulders a bit as he still looks away from the demon. This monster is going to dictate their lives, and there's really nothing they can do about it. It said it'll keep them content, but they'll never be content when they're so used to normal human life and not the life of demons... Though he blinks and looks back when he feels Paul's presence, wondering if he was there the whole time*

Paul hears the whole thing while he was at the steps but then slowly went up to Henry with a sorry look on his face but then turns to Venoraux with a serious look that might just wish he can beat the hell out of the demon across its own face. "Even if you try to get loyalty from either of us, it won't ever change how you scarred Corr for life of how fucking afraid he is of you. You lied, tortured, and took everything from him that made him happy. How is he going to forgive you for being such a monster...?" Paul glares at Venoraux knowing that he felt so bad for Corr that he was going to protect him like a big brother would do from anything that made him this scared or unhappy.

Venoraux: I can give him what he wants... In the form of this place... I can give him his friends back, and I can give him his luxuries back, and this place itself can serve as an escape from the dangers of outside...

Henry: ... So, what... Is this like some kind of reward system or something?

Venoraux: You could say that...

Henry: Then can it serve as an escape from you? *scowls at the demon, to which the monster tilts its head and sways its tail*

Venoraux: I can leave you be, but there's no escape from my eyes...

Henry: *looks down with his arms still crossed. The demon thinks it can make life better for them, but what's a better life in the eyes of a demon?* ...... Then if you insist on hanging around, just leave us alone...

Venoraux: Well if I did that, then you'd never come to welcome me...

Henry: Do you really think we have to? You forced us into this. *looks back at it with a scowl*

Venoraux: I'm letting you have your own will, I'm only forcing your environment...

Henry: Doesn't mean you're not forcing us to try and adapt by your rule.

Venoraux: *smiles darkly in a forewarning manner* Hmm~ Either way, you'll soon come to appreciate my changes...

Henry: Yeah, being turned into demons, how fun... *deadpans, making the demon chuckle unnervingly in amusement*

"Yeah... Seems kinda pointless. Why can't you just leave us be? We're not your pets, we're humans for Heaven's sake." Paul crossed his arms as if this is just wasting their time talking to a demon thinking it just wants to keep them inside and be safe, but Paul didn't want that... Not for him... Not for Corr and even Henry as well. They want real freedom, to smell real fresh air and real wind, not be in some sleep or in a coma for the rest of their own damn lives.

Venoraux: Well, like I told Henry, I will let you all out now and then. I just know that your desire is to see the neighborhood as it was, and this place can fabricate that. And by using the energy of your own souls, what you've experienced, even the senses can be replicated... Feel the breeze, smell the nice scents, and the like...

Henry: *quirks a brow skeptically* Using our soul energy to improve the reality here? Do you really think that's all it'll take?

Venoraux: You'll be swayed eventually. That's how conditioning works after all...

Henry: Hmph, like Paul said, we're not your pets...

Venoraux: Well you might as well be... And I'm sure you'd much rather me handle you all gently rather than assertively in any case, so you should be grateful for that much...

Henry: Grateful? And why should we be grateful to you?

Venoraux: You could have been condemned to your initial fates... Your nephew would have remained in Hell, and you... *turns its daunting leer at Henry* You would have gone to Heaven...

Henry: *blinks in surprise* ... How do you know that?

Venoraux: Your soul is pure... A kind being you are, and your last baptism has served you well... If you had gone to Heaven, and Corr to Hell, you'd have been miserable either way...

Henry: *blinks again in a stunned manner, looking down*

Venoraux: And being demons grants you superior strength and pseudo-immunity to aging... You can be together for many more years to come... You're his only related family left, Henry... I know you care deeply for him, and he to you...

Henry: ......... *sags his shoulders in thought. If the demon is right, they could be together for much longer and experience so much more... Maybe even the life of living among demons might be indeed more interesting than mundane human life*

Paul looks to Henry as if he was actually taking in Venoraux's words, but Paul knows that even if they might be stuck to be with this monster, they can't have their own freedom to even escape from its own grasp. What would Corr think of this if Henry gave in to Venoraux? He'll be so upset, he's already more upset and miserable now than he already is knowing that they're trapped in this fake world.

Henry: *just stares at the floor for a while, before shaking his head and turns to go upstairs* How about you just let us wake up then? I'd rather things be real, even if we're demons... Even if other demons are going around. I want things to be real again...

Venoraux: Hmm... I suppose it has been long enough anyway... A few days by now...

Henry: *pauses at the doorway and glances back* A few days?

Venoraux: *nods* This place's time is much slower to the waking conscious...

Henry: ... I guess that's true. Even normal dreams feel like they only last a few minutes, yet you pass by hours. *shakes his head and goes upstairs to be with Corr, having had enough with talking to the demon*

Paul looks back seeing Henry going upstairs to see Corr as Paul looks at the demon with an irritated look. "If we wake up, I don't want anything or any demon harming Corr... He's already been through your own hell." Paul still didn't trust Venoraux as he just wants to protect Corr. As Henry was going upstairs, Corr didn't even fall asleep, he was just staring blankly at the wall as he felt so empty and weak. Even his own pendant's little light has faded a bit to a dark hazy blue. He looked sad, tired, weak, even maybe tired from crying from the look of his wet eyes.

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One of the military tries to study on the teeth and maybe get a piece of it to get a sample to bring back in hope a scientist might figure out some things. Soon Corr's breathing was slowed down a bit while Sarah was trying to ease him and even pet him. Then... Corr started to sleep, but he doesn't know if he might end up in the dreamscape first. Paul was talking with the rest of the soldiers about this mouth place knowing that if they sleep here, they'll be meeting Venoraux in their dreams talking to Venoraux's demon in person.

*it doesn't feel as such a temperature in the air of the space they hover, but touching the flesh of this mouth is very warm, hot even, like feeling fire on the other side of a door, or a pot that's been sitting on the stove and is cooling down but still quite warm. It causes a tingly sensation in her hands as the heat smolders like fresh embers, and it smells of brimstone and firewood strangely. Unless they try to get close to the walls of the mouth, Henry keeps them close protectively, and seeing how Mark is slowly relaxing and he doesn't seem too bothered by the rather comfortable temperature of the space they're in, he slowly settles down as well, letting out a low rumble*

They all gather together as some of the soldiers were curious of meeting with Venoraux itself, but others want to get outta here, but it'll be suicide just to bomb the whole place while they're inside. Paul tries to relax with Henry and Mark, as Sarah rests with Corr. Meanwhile Corr was in a dark place in his own sleep. Everything was dark... Black... And a void. All except for his own bed, pillows, blanket, and even the plushy that his uncle gave him when he was working at the animation studio for his second job. Corr sits on his bed as he looks around the dark place to see nothing.... Just... Nothing... Corr sighs sadly as he tries to curl up in bed knowing that maybe this was his own vision of desire for a dream.... Nothing.

*Henry stays awake for the sake of the others, to offer some kind of security for them. He's the biggest and strongest of the bunch, even though there's really no danger in the mouth, and if Venoraux really is trying to win some brownie points with its talismans, it might allow them to make friends and by extension keep their friends, even keep them in well enough condition. It knows that Corr is the most sensitive soul it chose as its anchor to the surface, and thus is the most fragile. It knows how to be gentle despite its evil nature. Maybe not the most kind, but it's something... In any case, the emptiness of Corr's dreaming vision is quiet until the subtle sound of rumbling is heard. It doesn't sound like a dangerous or even ominous rumbling either, more like that of deep breathing, like how Henry's sounds like when he purrs. But since no one's here for now, there's likely only one it could come from if he were to put a body to this sound...*

Corr looks around for the sound in the void but couldn't pin point where. He frowns sadly thinking it was just noises tricking him from Venoraux itself. He tucks himself in the blanket along with the plushy as his mind couldn't even think of the happy thoughts cause all those good times.... Were gone, destroyed, crumbled, all gone cause of what Venoraux has done. Or maybe... He should blame himself, it was his stupid idea to make this action happen. His own pendant was dimming out and slowly becoming grey.

*the soft rumbling continues, like a white noise that's almost relaxing. And since this is the dreamscape, the image of the familiar demon soon appears standing a few meters from Corr's bed. It's like, even though its body is pitch black, and the rest of the space is empty pitch black, Venoraux can be seen clearly somehow. But that's just how dreams work*

Venoraux: *just stands in place for a while, silent and still as a ghost aside from its tail swaying slowly, as it watches the boy in his human body. It still bares that precarious fanged grin and gleaming red eyes, but its body is at rest* ......... I know you resent me, boy... I know you wish to escape, and forget this ever happened... You wish time would go back...... But you know that I'll tell you that that's only truly possible in this dream realm... Do you not?

Corr holds an emotionless expression on his face while resting in bed as he didn't want to look at Venoraux nor speak to it as well. He knows that everything here is... A dream, dreams are no escape, they can't turn back time, they won't... Bring everything back. He wants the real deal, things that are happening outside. He might even not know something and wish to explore the changes that're happening right now. Venoraux can't keep him cooped up here forever, nothing will make him happy unless he actually tries out new things that are actually out there. And meeting new people and faces like the military that are willing to help to get them out. " ................" Corr didn't say anything to Venoraux as he was just getting tired of its lies.

Venoraux: ......... I know you wish me to be gone...... For everything I've done to be gone...... This is all sudden for you... But had I done nothing, you'd still be dead and in Hell... And your uncle would have died in the same manner as he had...... You may say I can't know that... And you'd be correct... However, you wouldn't have known for sure either...... I had nothing to do with his death... At the very least, he didn't die alongside the heartache of your death...... As I mentioned last time, if you hadn't agreed to let me bring you back, he would have been miserable at your loss...... And likewise, you were heartbroken when he fell to the toxic oil of that decrepit vehicle...... Yet, I brought him back to you... Now you both are impervious to harm from standard hazards...

Corr just... Closed his eyes, he wishes he wasn't here, he wishes he just... Stayed in Hell to get tortured and get punished cause everything he does... Was all his fault. It.... It was... His own fault. Soon... Corr's own pendant starts to look a bit black as his skin looks more pale. Even the color of his own bed was starting to lose its own shade of color as it was now looking like black and white. Corr was doubting himself knowing that everything he does... Was his fault, thinking it was Venoraux's fault, but it was his own fault as well knowing how stupid he was to kill his own dad and trying to kill himself from that day... None of this would have ever happened.

Venoraux: *narrows its eyes at the despair, before letting out a light throaty rumble as it looks down in thought, flexing its claws slightly. It stands in place for a moment, knowing that Corr hates it, but it doesn't want to lose this freedom it's finally gotten for itself. Soon it looks back up at Corr and paces closer slowly, lifting a hand once at his bedside, and in its palm appears a little thing that Corr should remember. A thing he once had that his father had taken from him in the past, that his mother had given him* ...... I wouldn't be so generous if I was as vile as you see me as...... I do care about you, boy... More than just a thing to keep me out of Hell... Whether you believe me or not, I'm not lying......

When Corr looks over to what Venoraux has in its hand, his eyes widen in shock. He couldn't believe Venoraux actually has something that was in its hand without actually telling it about what his own dad stole from him. But... It was there... It.... It was a small music box that had a wooden owl sculpture on top of it. When his dad was trying to clean the house, Corr's own dad accidentally broke his own gift that his mom gave to him for her final death when she passed away. Even it was hard to fix the wood since it was fragile and delicate, including the gadgets inside the music box that wouldn't play music anymore. Corr slowly took the small music box from Venoraux's hand as he feels it as he remembers how it used to be when he first had it with his mom. Corr.... Weakly smiled as his own pendant slowly brightens up a bit but not too much. "H-How....?" Corr looks up to Venoraux sadly wondering of how it knew about the music box that was shattered years ago when his own dad knocked his precious gift over that was his mom's last gift.

Venoraux: ... You really thought I was doing nothing while I allowed you on the surface those few times...? Your father was sent to Hell, and I found him... Out of his guilt for breaking it, the shred of it he had, and having a portion of your energy to know what you hold dear, I'm able to give this back to you...... It might be surprising to hear from me, that you indeed didn't deserve to fall to Hell when you died... It was indeed purely an accident... Coincidence that you'd perished so soon after killing your father... It was only by risk of being on your roof while it was raining. Had it not been, you'd have been able to scale down from the roof and you'd be fine... None of this would have happened if not for the weather... Of course, then you could blame God in that sense... As though he could subtly control things about the world, and what happened was karma... But... All in all, what you still love currently remains with you... I may be a dark demon, but I am trying to at least keep your cherishables close to you... Have I not?

Corr looks up to it in thought before he looks at the music box as he rubs and feels the owl's wooden feeling on his own fingers knowing that the music box was so smooth and nice. But... It was awfully hard to know if he can trust Venoraux for what it's done, it killed those people, ruined the city, and also kept him and Henry as... Well... Talismans. But... If Venoraux was kind enough to bring back this music box he lost a long time ago that was his mom's final gift... It's gotta mean something, right? He doesn't know yet, but something tells him that.... Venoraux.... Actually... Has a soft spot. Corr scoots over a bit from the bed so that maybe Venoraux can sit with him on his bed. "Um... Would... W-Would you like to sit?" Corr timidly asked thinking this must be weird to ask a powerful demon if it'd like to sit with him, besides, after all it did bring him back his music box.

Venoraux: *tilts its head thoughtfully, waving its tail around, before shutting its eyes with a guttural sigh and turns to sit on the bed. It takes up a lot of space of course since it's so big, but it keeps sure to let Corr have his own space on the bed, which as dream space would have it, the bed is suddenly twice as big as it was before. Venoraux rests its large claws over its lap as its long tail sways slowly over the edge* ......... You're a very soft soul, boy...... And I do apologize for harming you before... Understand that it was before I planned to use you to get me out of Hell... I wouldn't have been rough if I knew my own intentions right away...... *opens its eyes looking forward* Nor did I have access to the energy of you, your mother, and your uncle, that now allows me to feel sympathy for you...... I know you resent the nest I've made, and the brood of demons I brought with me from Hell... But in hindsight, why would you think that human life is better than this? *turns its head at him tentatively* I mean not to sound conceited or selfish, but with this simple life, you needn't be concerned with trivial matters, such as that of monetary issues, and rogue humans with their petty desires and outbursts... Under more controlled sovereign, they can even be friendlier and more trustworthy, because they have no trivial distractions, shall we say... *shuts its eyes again as it turns its head downward* If someone dies, it's just par for the course... But I won't allow those you hold close to perish... But with how humans normally are, how they either turn aggressive or distant or rash when something they deem unsatisfactory happens to them, or if it doesn't happen to them, others turn derisive or empathetic, and they might not be able to help properly...... But with this, there's only the concern of whom will be taken by the demons...... *opens its eyes again* If anything happens to any friends of yours, I will set it straight that they shall be dodged of the danger, and they'll be left to their own business......

Corr sighs as he looks up to Venoraux. "Well... I don't think human life is better or great, but..." Corr rubs his head. "I just really like the fact that there are some good people out there that have well living lives. But for others... Not so much, like for the ones that are drug addicts, liars, robbing people, murderers, and so forth. Those are the kind of people I don't like to meet, even the abusive people. But I know there are other good people like me, my uncle, Paul, and others that are willing to help others in need. And for what you did.... Eeeeeehhhhhhh...." Corr curls up knowing that Venoraux might have killed those innocent people while making its own nest by accident. "I-I don't know how many people you've slaughtered, b-b-but j-just hope there might be some alive..." Corr weakly smiled. "Um... But... There are some people I want you to kinda spare though... Uh... H-His name is Mark... I-If you did like you did with my uncle, Paul, and... Uh... Ema... Um... Y-You can at least spare Mark, can't you?" Corr looks up to Venoraux pleadingly hoping that it can spare Mark hoping that no demons can harm him.

Venoraux: ... As you wish...... Just understand this, boy... No one is willing to simply throw away what they've worked for... What they've waited so long for...... Thousands of years I've been patient, waiting for an opportunity to arise from the depths of Hell, and make a new home on the surface... For so long, I've planned and watched through the eyes of others...... *smiles a bit more sneakily* You're not the first one I've granted second life to... There have been many who I've tried to use as anchors...... I could never gather as much power as I needed... Their souls were pure, but either they didn't have enough, or they were killed again...... I anticipated you to be the same...... But then acknowledging that there was a second pure soul latched onto your own, it sparked hope in me that you might be fortunate enough to survive... And when I studied Henry and felt his pure soul, I saw the moment I'd been waiting for...... *shuts its eyes with a somewhat expectant posture, shifting its tail around slowly* ... You may think I'm only using you... Well, you're not wrong... But, not entirely... You see, an anchor works both ways, as a ship anchor works for a ship. The anchor is just a thing there unless it's attached to the ship, in which it's useful in helping the ship stop moving, and those caring for the ship can care for the anchor as well, to keep it being useful... *turns its eyes over at him* ... I will take care of you and your uncle, and your friends... To not, is the folly of anyone working to use others to further their ideals and goals... That's simply how humans work, no? There must be some kind of trade system...

Corr was in deep thought when Venoraux mentioned about the anchor, but also it seems that Venoraux was not initially trying to do anything crazy or evil, but more like trying to get free from Hell and find a new home on the surface to find peace. But at least Venoraux is trying to... Well... Be nice, might need some training on that. "Hmmm... Uh... W-Well... I don't know much, but I think my uncle might know this kinda stuff." As Corr felt a bit comfortable with Venoraux as he starts to lay down on his bed sideways trying to relax. "Um... So... H-Hey! Who was that large demon you were fighting with anyway?" Corr looks to Venoraux as he was curious of who was that large dark blue dragon that was close to Venoraux's size.

Venoraux: Him? *huffs derisively* He was the guardian dragon of the treachery circle... He actually doesn't need to be summoned to cross between Hell and the surface... He goes by the name Volkraan... Mostly affiliated with water, but he can use electric energy to heal any wounds... He was superior to me before, but now... *chuckles precariously* Now he is below me~ *inclines its head down a bit with its eyes narrowed* Though I'll warn you and the others to beware of him... He's got a tendency to... Turn others to his brood, much more against their will than my approach...... *turns its eyes at the boy* If any of you cross him or his two servants, always watch his tendrils......

Corr looked a bit nervous knowing that this other dragon Volkraan was a bit more troubling than Venoraux. "Uh... S-Sure... Um... Who're the two servants should we be on the lookout for? I mean... We haven't even met them yet, so... It'll be nice to know what they really are." As Corr thought if Venoraux knows Volkraan's servants, it'll be safe to know first if they started to head out and try to be careful if they may encounter them.

Venoraux: ... The servants are a male and female. The black male is Grabacr, and the blue female is Ofnir... Unlike my bulco dragons, they can speak, as can Volkraan himself... He doesn't speak often, but he can... And I know you're against acting in accordance with your demon instincts, but there's little pity to be had for any he... Abducts... Unlike my simple mind control, they cannot be liberated from his control... Not without death anyway...

"W-Wait... So... Volkraan might abduct anyone... Even us?" Corr looks a bit more nervous as he curls up on the bed thinking of what Volkraan might do if he has his own hands or.... Claws on him since he has two souls, plus not even close to his own demon instincts like Venoraux said.

Venoraux: *lets out a low growl, a forewarning sound* ... I'll kill him if he tries to abduct you or Henry... You belong to me, and I will not allow any other demons to steal from me...... *swings its tail around with foreboding intent* ... And what kind of caretaker would I be if I didn't try to keep those I find value in content? *shuts its eyes and lets out a rumbling sigh* ... I know you won't be content with my ideals, but for what I am providing, at least it's better than what Volkraan would do...

Corr sighs and then thought of how would this be good for making this city as a nest for Venoraux? It would be better if they could at least find a place for it that might be at least close to the city, not in it. But... It would be... A little nicer... If the buildings would get fixed up, have the colors in the sky again at least once a week, and.... Maybe teach Venoraux about the world what it's like that feels a bit relaxing. Corr was.... Actually slowly starting to get why Venoraux waited for so long to be out of Hell. If he was like Venoraux and stayed in Hell for so long, he'd want freedom too. "W-Well... That's true... Um... I-If... If maybe... Uh...." Corr looks to Venoraux shyly and nervously. "I mean... I know you're super humongous and might crush everything in your way, but.... I-I wanna share some visions with you that might be relaxing. I-If you'd like.... Besides... I might know some places that you might find a bit interesting."

Venoraux: *shakes its head slowly, but reaches over and runs its hand over his head surprisingly lightly* Your sentiment is adorable, boy... But I know what the world looks like... I know you want the condition of the city to be as you're used to it being in... And I know that in trying to understand me, you wish to compensate... But I assure you, years past were better times compared to what humans have become... My only government is that you respect me and avoid fratricide... That is as close to the simplicity of what I see as the peak of human life... Yes, surface life is lovely, but we both know of the stories people tell when they stray from city life and experience nature for what it is, and always has been, without human intervention... Sure, there are dangerous wild animals, but they are simply nature too... They come back, and if they endure more of nature's good elements, they usually prefer the simplicity of it over the mundane stressful conformity of today's civilization...

Corr eyes at Venoraux and then he slowly makes a pouty look at it as if Venoraux just took the words right out of his own mouth. "What are you? Mister smarty pants!? W-Well of course there's that! But... I-I was thinking about things you haven't seen yet since you came up here." As Corr was thinking about showing it images of cities, wonderful places he likes to go to, parks, and other interesting stuff that Corr was interested in showing Venoraux that he likes to do in the dreamscape since he's here. "I was thinking about showing you other places that I'd wanted to go to when I grew up." Corr felt that Venoraux was such a smarty pants just to make a point, but Corr was trying to explain that he wishes to show Venoraux the places that Corr wished to go when he was younger.

Venoraux: *gazes at him for a moment, before turning its head away with an almost amused snort* ... If you wish to show me more petite details, be my guest... You can bring all of what makes you happy together here... Either of us have free reign of this dream space, you need only imagine it......

"F-F-Fine..." Corr then tries to think of which place he hasn't been to in a long while... Or even a long time or wish to go to. Then he remembers the beach, the same beach that his mom always loved to go to and took him on vacations. Soon the dark void suddenly turns to the place he pictured it to be. They were still sitting on the bed but they were actually at the beach. They can actually smell the nice ocean smell, the breeze, the cool air, it's just like he remembered it to be. And by the beach was the city buildings and even the boardwalk where the local stores are where they can get items or food at. And all the way at the end of the beach were rides and they can see a ferris wheel. Then Corr's image was illusions of people actually enjoying the beach and people walking up and down the boardwalk while they were sitting on the bed. "This.... This place is Ocean City.... It's... It's my mom's favorite place to go.... And... The place where I spread her own ashes at as well...." Corr frowns. "Ever since she was gone, I never had a chance to come back here since my dad argues with me and... Well... Makes me feel miserable..." Corr looks around as he takes in the feeling of the ocean smell and breeze, it felt so relaxing to him that he wishes he can just have all this back.

Venoraux: *waves its tail around as it scans the scenery. It's funnily unfitting that such a sinister demon is in a nice place as this, but at least it's not repulsed* ... Well good thing he's gone now... And you can come back to this place whenever you wish... *turns its eyes down at him distantly, at the pendant in his chest* ... I'm sure your mother enjoys this sight as much as you, hmm?

Corr sighs. "Y-Yeah... She really loves it here... It sucks that the illness took her when she was just 49 years old. And... Heh... My freaking dad was what...? 71? Jesus... I was living with an old cranky man..." Corr smirked thinking how ridiculous it was wishing that his dad would die first instead of his own mom, and everything would be normal, but now.... Things just got a whole lot more horrible and scarier when he just met the devil itself.

Venoraux: Hmm... Seems life has been none too kind to you... And yet, you are very kind... *looks out at the ocean distantly, swaying its tail across the sand under them* But, your uncle seems to be a sufficient substitute for your mother, no? He is also very kind and dependable... He loves you dearly...

"Yeah.... Ever since mom passed... My dad turned into a huge dick... So... I kinda think of my uncle as like a foster dad so I can come over to his house more often, but... I never told him that." Corr lays on his back as he takes in the breeze just to relax as he closes his eyes. "Even when I try to be nice... I get treated differently. Ever since I was born... I get treated differently. I learn everything from my mom, but my dad... He's never around." Corr frowns. "When I went to elementary school, I liked to be part of the groups and play.... But..." Corr frowns sadly just thinking about the bad memories as the image starts to show as it appears right on the beach where Venoraux saw what appears to be a small younger version of Corr when he was 5 or 6 years old and the other groups of kids from the other playground. Venoraux can see younger Corr images while Corr was speaking about his past life while his eyes were closed. "When I tried to go and... Play with them, the groups of kids didn't want me around and told me to back off." Corr frowns sadly. "I even tried to see if I can ask for others... But... They all did the same. And they told me to "get lost, freak". I didn't do anything wrong... I just went somewhere until I cried, but then a teacher found me seeing me crying knowing that no one liked me." Corr felt a tiny tear escape as he tries to wipe it off. "B-B-But... But then... I had dreams about monsters and I started to draw, my mom saw how nice I did and thought maybe my uncle could give me some lessons since I was little. When I was in 5th grade... The teachers noticed how wonderful I was... But the other students... They... Well... They made fun of me since I was weak." Soon seeing the image of Corr getting bullied by the kids as they took his drawing book and started to rip up all his drawings he worked so hard on as the shreds fluttered on the floor. Then the kids pushed him to the door as they left him with all his ripped up drawings.

Venoraux: *watches the boy's memories unfold with a light throaty rumble, as though in thought, before looking back at Corr. It seems curious that he's gotten comfortable with confiding his past with it. It's not saying anything about it, more than willing to listen actually. Just because it's evil doesn't mean it's not a good listener. It just needed a willing talker... But after a moment, it moves its tail around to brush the spear of its tail under his cheek, almost... Well, since the tail has eyes and even looks akin to a dragon head, it almost looks like the tail is nuzzling him, like it actually is a head* ... They say you are weak... But the fact that you did not succumb to their berating and ridicule proves that you are strong... Hence I found value in you... Your soul is pure and strong, but don't think that what I say is only selfish... For it is true... You are strong... This fact proves that their abrasion to you failed... They made you meek, but that doesn't mean you are broken... Damaged, perhaps, but you are still intact...... Aforementioned, you died because of an accident... You tried to end yourself, but failed because of your love to your uncle... Your desire to stay with him and keep him happy... You tried to postpone your death... That takes more courage than going through with killing yourself... Enduring life, holding onto your compassion, no matter what happens... That is what makes you strong...

Corr slowly opens his eyes to Venoraux knowing that... It was pure words... So pure. How can a demon say something so nice...? Truly nice in fact that even when destroying a city, killing people, eating people and even... Hurting him while in Hell... Be this truly so... Kind? He felt like... He wanted to trust it, but... His other thoughts were telling him that it's wrong. But deep down... It was like 80% that Venoraux was actually not a bad guy. But the other percentages was that it still might be. God... He really feels like he wants to hug it for those kind words, but was too afraid if it might accept hugs or not. "T-Th... Thank you..." Corr weakly smiled as his own pendant started to glow bright knowing that his mom really loved the kind words Venoraux just gave to Corr.

Venoraux: *snorts at that, still baring its precarious fanged grin, and looks back out to the ocean* Hmph... Just because I'm a powerful demon dragon doesn't mean I don't know things... I understand human struggles, and what they tend to do when under pressure... What they can accomplish with help... Even help from the antithesis of a positive source...... As I told you that you're not the first I've tried to use as an anchor to get to the surface, you're also not the first I've given integral advice to... I've been a listener to other souls, I've tried to keep them stable... Mostly for my own gain, yes, but all in all, I've done what most would usually refuse to believe a creature like me to be capable of... And now that I've finally been rewarded with the fruits of my labors, I can be much more lax and lenient with it... I must keep said fruits healthy, no?

Corr sighs as he rubs the back of his head as he... Kinda understands what Venoraux meant. "I... I guess... Um... So... H-Hey? What will happen to the soldiers? Will you let them go freely, oooorrrr?" Corr curls up thinking Venoraux might try to eat them up or just.... Well... Hypnotize them as its followers.

Venoraux: *goes quiet for a moment in thought, staring out into the illusory horizon. It's been mostly still aside from its head and tail* ......... They'll not be allowed to threaten my nest...... I can allow them to keep their own will, if they defect from their orders to relay information to the rest of the military...... They'll not be punished if the military decides to carry out an attack if the group here did not give them an okay...

"W-W-Well maybe we can try to explain it to them so they won't attack. I mean... Are they awake or asleep? I'm curious if my uncle or anyone is asleep right now..." Corr was wondering if anyone was asleep right now so they can jump over so that they can see if anyone is alright.

Venoraux: *inclines its head with a light hiss* ... They are asleep... A day has passed by now... And I can determine if they enter this dreamscape... *sways its tail around, and soon the others start appearing with them. The beach landscape is still here, while Corr's visions of his past of being bullied have faded away*

Henry: *blinks his eyes and looks around in wonder, before noticing the bed before him with Corr and the large demon sitting upon it* Corr! *moves to get over to the bed, smiling seeing he's alright*

"U-Uncle!" Corr smiled as he gets off the bed so he can hug Henry. His uncle must be awfully worried wondering where he was but he felt a bit bad thinking about all those negative thoughts that might have trapped him in the void thanks to Venoraux that.... Amazingly saved him.

Henry: *hugs him closely with a smile, glad to see him alright. And with Venoraux no less!* Glad to see you okay, bud... *rubs his head with concern, also happy that this dreamscape does seem to be a reliable place to return to their human selves. He then looks up at Venoraux with wonder, curious why it's just sitting there on the bed facing the horizon* ... Have you been okay with, uh... This guy?

Corr looks to Henry, then Venoraux, then to Henry once more as he nods. "Y-Yeah... It... It helped me with my stress... And... Got me something..." Corr pulls out what he lost a long time ago as it was the music box that has a wooden shaped owl on top of it. "Ever since I stayed on the surface... It said it went to see my dad for the punishment he did, so... Well... I got this back. Then... We talked... I..." Corr looks to Venoraux as he never felt a bit better knowing that a demon would actually make him feel.... Happy? Corr looks to Henry with a light smile. "I talked to it of how I feel and took it to this place where my mom loved to go.... And... Well... It... It's not that bad actually..." Corr timidly smiled. "Heheh... I-I know that's really weird coming from me, I-I thought that I would be scared and running from it, but... If you had the chance to actually talk to it.... Venoraux is... Not that bad." Corr thinks it was ridiculous for what he was saying and even his uncle might think Venoraux might have had him under its own control or something.

Henry: *wears a thoughtful gaze as he looks at the demon, who's back is to the two and only the tail is slinking around slowly. He decides to pace around the bed to see Venoraux better, becoming a little nervous when it turns its crimson gaze down at him. The demon is still as dangerous and imposing as ever, but even he can feel that it's relaxed for now* ... So... You talked with Corr, huh? And... Made him feel... Better?

Venoraux: ...... I did ease his melancholy, yes...

Henry: ... *turns to look out to the ocean, feeling the breeze and light ocean spray, feeling the... Surprisingly warm sun* ... Didn't think you could emulate condolence and the like...

Venoraux: ... Demons of greater intellect are not as typical as you may think... There are more animalistic ones of us, but that is not all of what we are...

Henry: ... I guess that's what allows for you to be among the more powerful demons?

Venoraux: Indeed... The same holds true for humans, does it not? The smarter you are, the more sufficient you are capable of leading your life to be...

Henry: Hmm... I guess you're right... So that also means you know how to treat things. How to keep them in good condition.

Venoraux: If I didn't, they wouldn't last long...

Corr went up to Venoraux and Henry as he slowly crawls back into bed with Venoraux to be a tiny bit comfortable and also hoping that Henry would actually know that Venoraux is not what it appears to be as it seems. "Um... H-Hey? Wanna explain to Henry about Volkraan?" Corr looks to his uncle. "It's the big giant dragon that Venoraux was fighting with when that larger demon came out from under your house..." As Corr tries to explain who Volkraan was.

Henry: *looks back at Corr in wonder* Volkraan?

Venoraux: *nods slowly* Another Hell demon dragon... Unlike me, he's more of the typical black-hearted demons... Much more vulgar and entitled... He can also turn others to his brood, but... His victims cannot be saved, but by death...

Henry: *furrows his brows with concern* ... I guess that means we should avoid him then...

Venoraux: I'll not allow you to be abducted by him...... I'll just say, don't let him taste your blood... It's how he determines if you're worth tampering with...

Henry: *frowns uneasily* Why, what does he do?

Venoraux: If he's interested in the quality of your blood, he'll try to infect you with his own, through his tendrils... His blood acts as a virus, spreading throughout your body and turning you into his being...

Henry: ......... He turns people... Into dragons?

Venoraux: *nods ominously* ... His two servants can't do this, but they can still kill, and they might decide to bring you to him if you can't get away... *looks down at the two* But you two have safeguards... One is that you have my energy fueling you, so his blood should have no effect... Two, in being demons, you are stronger, and may be able to fight off his servants... He and they are fast creatures, however, so it's advised for you to simply avoid getting his attention to begin with... And especially keep your friends away from him... *looks away back to the horizon* ... I can ration my own energy to them if you wish, but that would mean transforming them into demonic bodies as well... I doubt you nor they would appreciate that, regardless the safeguard...

Corr frowns as he looks to Henry unsure of the idea... But he was curious if Paul might want to have a say in this. "Um... Is... Is it alright if Paul would come here? I think he would like a say in this.... A-And even Mark... Cause we don't want them to be left out of the news..." Corr frowns thinking it'll be awful if they end up waking up to find out that they just turned into monsters. They would have the same feeling as he and Henry have.

Venoraux: *inclines its head for a moment, before gesturing a clawed hand to the side, as if to summon the two other humans into the dreamscape. They look confused suddenly appearing in the surreal space*

Mark: Uh... What's going on? Where are we? *sees Henry, Corr, and... A scary demon there... He doesn't recognize the monster as Venoraux. Last he saw it, it was a gigantic two-headed dragon*

Henry: *waves over at the two with a sheepish smirk* Hi, guys...

Paul looked confused until he saw Henry and Corr with.... Venoraux. He looked unsure of what was going on as he makes his way over to them. "Henry? Corr...? What the hell happened? And... Corr, you alright? I remember when you were not looking so well when we just got into Venoraux's mouth as if you were sick, you doing alright, man?" Paul was worried if Corr was ok. "Y-Yeah... I'm fine... But... You might not believe me when I say... Uh... Heheh... Uh... V-Venoraux is... Not what it seems...." Corr sheepishly smiled. Paul looks a bit weirded out as he looks to Corr dumbfoundedly as if looking at a headless chicken. "Uh... Wha?" "W-Well... Venoraux helped me with my deep depression until it brought me this..." Corr shows Paul the music box that his mom gave him as a gift. Paul studied it until he remembers something. "Was.... Was this the one that..." "Yeah...." Paul looks at the music box as he weakly smiled. "This really means a lot, huh...?" Corr nods as he holds it close. Paul sighs as he looks over to Henry, then to Venoraux as he was curious of what the hell was going on. "So.... Care to explain what's going on?"

Henry: Well... *rubs the back of his head as he leans against the bed, glancing over to watch Venoraux's tail wave around slowly* Apparently that blue dragon is what we should really be concerned about... And uh, our only real safeguard is... If... Venoraux turns us into demons...

Mark: Whoa-whoa-whoa-wait-wait... *gestures his hands in a stopping manner* Turn us into demons?? Wouldn't that just put us under its control?

Venoraux: Would you rather be under the other dragon's control? He who wouldn't care for your wellbeing as I would?

Mark: How am I supposed to believe that you care for us?? You're a demon too!

Henry: Mark, please! *looks more nervous as he looks at Venoraux meekly*

Venoraux: Is what I am supposed to hold significance? I've no reason to lie when I've already achieved my goal... Disregarding the friends of my talismans would make them resent me, which would make it more troublesome to keep them as my anchors...

Mark: Anchors? What, you can't just stay up here when you get up here? You need something to keep you here?

Venoraux: Correct...

Mark: And why should I believe you? Demons lie, even if you say you don't have to.

Venoraux: *sighs with a deep guttural rumble* ... If anything, being turned into a demon by me would be much less painful than being turned into a dragon by Volkraan, at least...

Mark: Who's Volkraan?

Henry: Ah, that blue dragon, evidently...

Mark: *looks between Corr, Henry, and Venoraux, trying to comprehend the proposal here, and sighs deeply as he runs his hands through his hair. He doesn't want to be turned into anything, especially if it might corrupt his will to choose against basically being an underling to either demon*

Paul looks at Mark seeing he was having a hard time to take all this info in. But then had that thought of if Corr can actually spare Mark. "Hey, Corr? Did you by any chance ask Venoraux to spare Mark?" Corr perks up as he smiled. "Yes! Venoraux agreed and even said no harm would be on the military soldiers too.... But.... Uh... If they try to bring an army here or anything else to cause harm... Well... It's up to Venoraux to decide on that idea... Cause... Um... It doesn't like it if the soldiers have to report it to the military." Corr hugs the pillow. "Ah.... Of course." Paul looks at Mark. "Well... Good news is that at least Venoraux gets to spare you and even might tell the other dragon buddies to leave you alone now since Corr told it." As Paul thought since Corr might be the only person that can ask Venoraux's permission to spare anyone to leave them alone and not even harm them plus might even give them free will so they won't be Venoraux's followers.

Mark: *crosses his arms in thought, trying to let himself understand that these may be the only options for them. Become demons to be safe from Volkraan, or not and only Venoraux's command can keep its own brood at bay, but not Volkraan. And the military isn't permitted to launch an attack either. Like... Venoraux is looking out for its nest. If it were to be attacked, it may stay to protect it. They still don't know just how powerful it is, but anything is less likely to stand their ground if they know they have no chance to withstand an attack... It must be confident, and thus sure, that it can protect its nest in any case... How can they be sure that Venoraux will really safeguard them, even if it is just to keep its "talismans" happy with the assurance that they'll be safe if they trust it? How can they be sure that it's for sure not keeping anything in the dark from them? Stereotypically, demons are want to keep secrets to themselves*

Venoraux: I tell you all you need to know, human...

Mark: *flinches at the demon's dark voice, leering at it suspiciously* ... Did you just...

Venoraux: This is a surreal space, where your mind is free to wander... And thus, your thoughts are not as subliminal as they normally are...

Mark: *frowns at that* ... Then there's no point in trying to think to myself then... Cause that's not an invasion of privacy.

Venoraux: Only to those who are here... Besides, who are we going to announce your concerns to? No one here has ideas much different from yours...

Henry: *scratches his head* I mean... It's not far wrong, Mark... I'm still suspicious that there's more Venoraux could tell us, but... *looks over at the large demon* Methinks asking is only to sate our curiosity. And if it really concerns us, it'll tell us outright... Right?

Venoraux: ... If it's to keep you content, you are correct...

"So if we're going to get turned into demons... Or... Whatever... We'll still be ourselves, right?" Paul crossed his arms hoping that at least they can still be themselves like how Henry and Corr were themselves since they were both demons in their own forms.

Venoraux: Indeed...

Henry: ... I'm going to guess it's permanent though...

Venoraux: Correct...

Henry: *gains a distant look as he moves to sit on the bed, crossing his arms* ...... So... If our anchorage to you were to be broken, what would happen?

Venoraux: ... You and Corr would succumb to death once again... As you were brought back to life with my energy... If that source is severed from you, that is the debt...

Henry: ... Debt?

Venoraux: It's against the law of living to be resurrected via necromancy... If it's to be passable, there must be a debt to maintain the resurrected life... You cannot be brought back as simply as you were... The afterlife has claimed your souls, so to return to the living world warrants you to have some lease of sorts...

Henry: ... That being the necromancer from said afterlife, or afterlife realm, a la Hell, to reside with us? And us to be in your power?

Venoraux: *turns an eerie grin at him* Clever man...

Mark: *holds a fist to his mouth in thought, trying to keep up with all this afterlife baloney. Spiritual stuff is really confusing, especially when demons tend to talk so cryptically* ... So what does it mean for us? If you turn us into demons, and we haven't died, what happens to us?

Venoraux: ... You'll be cursed to remain in the body of demons...

Mark: *huffs* Alright... You know that's kinda the deal breaker...

Venoraux: Choose what you wish... *waves a hand dismissively. It's their choice if they don't want its protection, and they're not tied to any debt*

Paul was in deep thought about this decision, and even having to take all this info in as well. They'll have to be cursed forever to be permanently demons cause they haven't died yet like how Corr and Henry died. But although he doesn't even know what kinda type of demon he'll be as when he wakes up, will he fly? Be strong like Henry? Run faster? He'll be more useful to help Henry and Corr out on the plus side... If he stays human... Volkraan might try to kill him if he doesn't take the offer now. He thinks Mark might not take it, but.... Paul knows that it might be worth a shot... Who knows....? It's like waking up becoming something from the 'X-men'. "Hmmm.... Well... It... Seems stupid and crazy since I know there might be survivors still hiding around the city and we're still looking for Ema.... So.... *sigh* ..." Paul raises his hand. "Eh... Why not.... I'll give it a shot..." Paul shrugs. Corr's eyes widen in awe knowing that Paul was actually going to do it. "P-Paul, you sure!?" "Eh... Yeah... I might wake up looking like Wolverine or maybe the beast from 'X-men' or something~" Paul smirks. Corr giggled thinking Paul was still his cocky self even in this kind of situation.

Henry: ...... Now I'm curious, but... Why can't I... Talk, in my demon body?

Venoraux: ... Unfortunately, it's just something the oil damage retained... Plus, since you no longer have lips, you wouldn't be able to utter cohesive words properly...

Henry: Hmm... But, I felt fine when I first woke up in that pentagram. Does that mean that you... Healed my body before I came back?

Venoraux: I did...

Henry: So then shouldn't the damage in my throat have been healed too?

Venoraux: Only your major injuries were healed...

Henry: But... I could still talk fine at first too...

Venoraux: Not for long, I assure you...

Henry: Why not?

Venoraux: You still had fumes in your lungs that would have irritated your windpipe, and paralyzed your voicebox...

Henry: *blinks and frowns* ... Really? So... Being turned into a demon...

Venoraux: Prevented the fumes from having an effect, but it still stunted the muscles in your diaphragm... Thus now you can only so much as growl and grunt and roar and hiss...

Henry: Hmm... I guess that makes sense... *sighs lowly and looks over at Mark, seeing he still looks deep in thought*

Corr frowns as he looks to Henry then to Venoraux if there was any chance that they can communicate with each other if they ever wake up. "Um... V-Venoraux? Is there any way that my uncle can actually communicate if he has that kinda problem? I mean... What if he explains something important that we can't understand, there's gotta be a way to communicate with Henry..." Corr frowns thinking since if Henry was stuck as a huge monster and if he can't talk, there has to be a way around it. Like maybe talking to Henry telepathically through the mind or something that they can understand him.

Venoraux: You should be able to understand the vocalization that is guttural rumblings... It seems you just haven't been listening... Like understanding that when a dog growls in certain ways, they are conveying different meanings... Teeth baring and ears pinned back usually is an angry warning, while bowing with the tail wagging is usually playful... Other dogs can communicate with these noises even without the body language... Demon growling is a mixture of the perceivable noise and secondary speech... Humans have a propensity to hear things from indistinguishable sounds. Among demons, they are speaking words, while to a normal human, this only sounds like grunts and snorts... You just need to train yourself to identify and hear correctly what they mean.

Henry: Teh, so it's just another language...

Venoraux: Which being in the bodies of demons, you should know innately... Repeat this as a test. *looks over at them and lets out a short guttural grunt, that sounds more like a common burp, but... To Henry and Corr in some subconscious vocabulary, it sounds more like it said "human"*

Corr was kind of a bit confused when it was hearing growls but actually caught something in the growling. "Um... I-I think I almost caught you said something.... But... I only got was... 'Hum'.... But... I kinda remember when Henry was with me, I... Kinda thought he said my name when he was growling once." Corr looks to both Henry and Venoraux thinking back when Henry tried to communicate as a beast. But Corr was curious if it was the pendant that was giving him the hard time to actually communicate like a demon.

Henry: Mmm... Human?

Venoraux: *nods* Like hearing words clearly when one has an accent.

Henry: Huh... Like Texans maybe, or some southerner. If their accent is heavy, it can be hard to understand, but to another southerner, it's the accent they're used to. So... This growling is just the demonic accent?

Venoraux: Essentially. And you know the accent, you just need to train your ears to hear the words correctly...

Henry: Huh... And I'm guessing I can't really talk with the accent outside of my demon body, right?

Venoraux: *smiles mysteriously, saying nothing*

Corr wasn't really good with understanding accents or languages as he hugs the pillow thinking he might not be very good at it or he might not even understand Henry if they wake up when Henry tries to talk to him or even tries to train him to understand on how to understand the demon language of those... Growls. Paul was kinda interested to understand the demon language but since he's human he didn't get it, but if he was, he might actually learn some.

Henry: Hmm... *looks over at the other two in thought* ... So... Paul's down to... Be a demon... What say you, Mark? Wanna be part of the family? *deadpans*

Mark: *looks at him shrewdly, but can tell it's not a rhetorical question. He looks down at the sandy beach ground in more thought. This is permanent... Even if Venoraux were to somehow be sent back to Hell, he'll still be a demon, whereas Henry and Corr would die again... He just takes in a deep breath and holds it for a moment, before looking at Paul. Maybe he can stay with him in this whole deal at the very least* ...... I... Guess I wouldn't mind being a dragon...

Paul sighs deeply feeling a bit of relief knowing that Mark actually decided to join him, at least he's not going to do this alone. "Heh, I thought I might be the only one doing it..." Paul weakly smiled. Corr lays down on the bed looking at Mark and Paul knowing that they were both going to become demons. "You sure you wanna do this, Mark? It's gonna be permanent, you know... J-Just don't wanna worry you..." Corr just wants to make sure if Mark had any second thoughts before Venoraux decides on turning them into demons.

Mark: *sighs deeply as he slouches his head over the head post of the bed, locking his hands together atop the headboard. He feels like he's going to regret this* ...... Well... If nothing else... Maybe being one of them will make things a little easier in this nest...

Venoraux: *looks over at the two with a foreboding guttural rumble, before moving to stand from the bed as everything fades out, returning to a black void, and the large demon paces over to the two slowly. It looks so big and deadly towering over them with such a sinister air, an aura of death surrounding it by nature... It causes the two humans to cower from it by instinct. They only stand as tall as up to its knees...*

Henry: *frowns nervously at the monster's advance, pulling Corr into his arms as though to shield him from something* Wh-what are you doing?

Venoraux: Giving them my energy... Submission alone does not grant them protection... *lifts its hands and cages its claws around the two, the innate fear of being inches from death making the two freeze. It's pointless to try running, it's pointless to try fighting... There's nothing for them to do, but stand there. Within a moment, the two begin to produce a black haze around their bodies, and an energy seems to keep them from even reacting*

*in the waking world, the two sleep huddled against the others in a bundle hovering in the middle of Venoraux's mouth, before something starts happening to them... Unconsciously, they shift and tense as they start growing in size, the color of their flesh shifting and they even start growing extra appendages... Paul sprouts large wings from his back and a slender tail from the end of his spine, while Mark also grows a stout spiky tail and his arms become large wings, like a wyvern, his hands reshaping from 5-fingered human hands to 3-clawed dragon hands. The bodies of the two become big and muscular, limiting the space in the mouth for the group. The military humans probably won't appreciate waking up to being surrounded by a bunch of large bulky demons, but even still there's a few feet left between them and the glowing red teeth. It's getting pretty cramped though*

Corr looks over to Henry feeling him hugging him as he leans in close to him from the hug. He was a bit worried of what Venoraux might do to Paul and Mark so that it will change them into... Demons to survive. Paul was ready, but seeing how Venoraux looked to be more... Bigger and surrounding him and Mark with its own claws. He felt like he wanted to double think this idea. But it was too late anyway, he knows about how awful rituals, curses, and all sorts they might put through people, but this was far different. It was like he'll become a werewolf, except he'll turn into a demon, but permanently. He chose this just so he can actually learn about demons, so... It was his choice, and maybe he can try to tutor Corr on how to speak demon and all the stuff since he was slow. Paul tries to close his own eyes to avoid getting a bit scared from Venoraux's intimidating mischievous look and try to get used to feeling the energy that Venoraux was giving him as it was seeping into his own body.

Venoraux: *its grin turns darker as the two are consumed with its energy, and it moves its large hands around slowly, only to curl its claws around them while the haze remains on them. It then causes them a bit of pain as they groan and grimace as the claws constrict them. It's like a physical image of if someone said "the darkness has them in its clutches", because now it actually does... Venoraux keeps the two squeezed in its deadly hands as the black haze absorbs into their bodies, latching onto their souls, but... It starts to feel almost like a bizarrely pleasant embrace, like just the right temperature. Soon, the dark haze is completely harbored inside of them, leaving them knocked out, in which Venoraux loosens its grip, only enough to let them relax. It then picks them up in its claws and turns to bring them back to the bed, laying them down upon it to let them sleep*

Henry: *keeps Corr hugged in his arms as he gazes at the two. It feels wrong to know that they too now belong to the demon, but they chose this... They are now one of them...*

Corr frowns a bit knowing that it feels wrong to see Paul suffered a bit when he was trying to hang on, but it looked like he was... Embracing it knowing that he chose this since he wanted to do it in the first place so that he can maybe stay with him and Henry. Corr and Henry move aside so that Paul and Mark can have the room on the bed so that they can rest, but Corr felt so guilty just seeing them like this. Corr looks up to Venoraux with a worried look on his face. "Um... W-Will... Will they be ok?" Corr said in an unsure voice.

Venoraux: ... They'll be fine... Just as you two retain your human bodies in this space, they do as well...

Henry: ... So then it's just they're demons when we wake up?

Venoraux: *simply nods and waves its tail* Though... You should awaken soon, and allow them to feed... Being in new bodies, they are newborns, and must be hungry... Wouldn't want them looking at your military friends with hungry eyes, would we...?

Henry: *frowns with concern* They would do that?

Venoraux: Just as you were tempted to consume the bulco I offered... Any meat is enticing, whether you'd want to admit it or not... They would be no different...

Henry: ......... *sighs lowly* Well... Let's wake up then and get them something to eat...

Corr frowns sadly. "Y-Yeah... I don't want the military to get any bad ideas.... And I don't want Paul and Mark to start looking at the military group as the first food they spot." Corr looks to Henry in worry thinking they gotta wake up first before the rest do so that they can get them outta there until the military wakes up.

Henry: *nods and looks at Venoraux, only for everything to start fading out. The next thing they know is they wake up to the sight of two more dragons huddled up with them. One is actually about the size of a bulco, so there's less space in the mouth now... Henry lets out a low groan as he shifts and looks around at the others, blinking his eyes trying to identify which of the new dragons is who. They must be Paul and Mark, but which one's which?*

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As Corr was sleeping, he woke up, but this time... He was back in his own bedroom, almost like he had another nightmare all over again. But for some odd reason, it felt all too real. Corr slowly sits up from his bed as he examines the room, his room looks the same, his clothes look the same as well, soon he tries to get out of bed and tries to head out of his royal room to see if anyone was still around, even his own dad and everyone else for that matter. As he got changed from his night clothes to his day clothes, he came out of his room but no sign of servants as he starts to walk down the hallway. The place seems.... Dead quiet. Corr looks into the other rooms, the kitchen, the spare rooms, the garden, even other rooms but strangely.... No one... Was here. "Dad.....? Allison......? Sammy.....? Wally....? Anyone....!?" Corr called out as he walks down the hallway, but sadly... No one returned his call. He was alone in the castle, not even a guard in sight. "Where is everyone...?" Corr frowns.

*the halls and corridors and rooms are all vacant, even outside is unsettlingly deserted. Though, nothing is damaged. When he ventures outside, it's still as peaceful as nature can be in the garden, but no doubt the loneliness isn't peaceful at all for the meek boy. But he's not alone. He's being watched by something from above... Nothing abnormal in the sky, but it feels like something's there*

Corr frowns sadly knowing that whenever he calls the people's names, including Henry's name as well, no one returned his call, he felt so alone. Corr sits outside by the garden next to the fountain as he can only hear the quietness of no people being around. Was he still dreaming? Or did something awful happen to the people that he cares for? He felt so sad and alone as he lowered his head knowing that he missed the people that make him happy and sometimes make them happy as well. He.... He wishes he was home.

*the dark presence being felt lingers in place for a moment before fading, but only to reappear closer to where he sits, on the other side of the fountain. A large black head peeks around the edge of the pillar as a large clawed hand holds onto the pillar. It pulls back to be concealed behind the pillar when Corr looks back*

Corr was thinking about where did everyone go, until he slowly looks up to see something across the fountain. It looks a bit big, dark, but also hiding behind the pillar as well. He didn't like the looks of it but he tries not to move, if he tries to run, it might try to run after him. But if he holds still where he is... It might come after him.... Right? Corr was just looking over where this.... Whatever this creature was. If it tries to come near him, he might try to change his mind and run into the castle to lock the door.

*as he sits there, the thing doesn't seem to appear again, but behind his back slowly rises a long stalk with a spear on the end, like a serpent, and before he can react, it swiftly coils around him binding his arms and lifts him from the ground*

"A-AAAHH!?" Corr panicked as he struggles and flails to get this strange black binding off of him, but frightening that it lifts him off the ground as he was kicking nothing but air itself. It feels like he was back in that awful dream again like his own nightmare never ends. "G-Gah! Let me go! Let go of me!"

*he then hears dark scary chuckling as a big black creature rises from a hazy shadow on the ground, rising up baring two large horns on its head, four mean looking eyes, and... A wide fanged grin. It pulls itself up to show its size, baring huge claws and... A long tail. That which is coiled around him... The creature growls lowly in amusement at his struggling, holding him up to its level and looking him over*

Corr looks at his own worst nightmare in horror knowing that he was in the grip of the awful black dragon. Corr was scared, frightened, and even saddened that he didn't want any of this. He wished to escape the monster that tried to get its own hands on him for all these years, and now.... It finally has caught him. For 5 years... It caught him, he doesn't even know what this nightmare might do to him, will it eat him, torture him, kill him, what does it want from him? Corr's own tears fell from his own face as he just wants to close his own eyes wishing that everything was just.... A stupid nightmare like everything was.

demon: *tilts its head with a low hiss, and moves a hand up to brush a large claw across Corr's cheek to catch the tears, the small bit of water glistening upon the talon's surface. The monster almost looks curious of him, as its head somehow levitates over its collar*

Corr has his own eyes closed but then... Felt something or even someone wipe the tear off his own face. He slowly open his eyes sadly, but then saw the large claws as if... It was being gentle. Corr was awfully scared to even look at the monster that has haunted him for so long now while he was being coiled in its own tail. He was even nervous to talk to it.

demon: *gives a short grunt before moving Corr closer to it, pressing his chest against its cheek as it holds a large hand against his back, shutting its eyes, as if to listen to his heartbeat. Strange behavior for something so deadly, but it's obviously not a simple or impulsive creature*

Corr clenched his eyes shut when it pulled him closer, but then as he felt like it was... Well... Actually felt like it was resting its own head against his chest, he peeks his eyes open until he actually witnessed that this.... Strange demon looking creature.... Was... Resting its own head against his own chest as its large claws were right behind him. But also... Its own eyes were closed and relaxed, was this the same demonic dragon that he always encountered in his nightmares for 5 haunting years? It... Didn't look like it was gonna kill him.... For now at least. "U-Uh.... W-What... Um... You're.... You're not.... Gonna eat me.... Right?" Corr frowns as he looks at the creature hoping that this demon creature might spare him since... Well... Seems like it looks like it actually wants to hear his own heartbeat.

demon: *doesn't respond for a moment, just listening to the subtle thumping of the boy's heart. It's not like it hasn't heard this sound before, but coming from its offspring, it's like a parent reuniting with its young after so long. Soon it opens its eyes and pulls away, keeping him wrapped in its tail* ... If I wanted to eat you, I wouldn't have spared you in the first place, boy... *it speaks with a voice so deep and dark and demonic, but also alluringly smooth. This monster doesn't seem to be of the particularly volatile variety*

Corr looked surprised that... It actually spoke to him. "You... You can speak...?" Corr was stunned as he can actually understand its own words fluently since he was its offspring. But he had no idea that it can speak ever since he had nightmares of it for 5 years. "Then... W-What do you want from me...? I keep having the nightmares of you over and over again for almost 5 long years from now. Why....? Why do you keep haunting me!?" Corr frowns at the demonic dragon being hoping he can get answers.

demon: ... I only had such a bond with you, that I could find your subconscious... But you kept hiding from me... I only wanted you back... *moves Corr from being wrapped in its tail to being held in its hand, and then turns to pace through the garden with its long serpentine tail swaying around languidly. But what does it mean by wanting him back?*

Corr finally has his arms free but then was in the demon's large hand as he looks up to it worriedly like he doesn't get why he was so important to this... Strange demonic dragon. "Bond? But... What do you mean you want me back? I don't have anything.... What is it that I have that you want?" Corr looks up at the demon with a confused and worried look that he doesn't even understand what was going on.

demon: ... You have my essence... *looks down at him ominously as they go through a path in the garden, fairly tall pleasant trees and low bushes on either side, and the walkway paved with gravel and mortar. Though its dangerous grin seems to hint at some shady business having happened in the past* Were you ever told of what your father did in the past, for your benefit? It involved me...

Corr frowns when the demon mentions that he has its essence. It was impossible, let alone that he seems to be too pure to have the essence of a demonic dragon that is so... Evil. It can't be true... Unless he was cursed by this awful dragon. But then Corr frowns even more when this monster mentions about his dead father. "N-No.... He never mentioned anything... We were just..." Corr frowns even more sadly until everything clicks in his head. His ruined kingdom, his dead parents, everyone dead beside him... Gone... All cause.... Of this.... Demon. Corr looks up to the demon dragon with stun... But also.... Hate. "You.... Did.... D-Did you.... Destroy the kingdom that I lived in... And... My parents!?" Corr's eyes started to fill up in tears thinking of his mom dying in the hands of the monster that killed her. And he was in the hands of... The monster that killed her right now.

demon: Is it not obvious~? *curls its claws around Corr's body with a vile grin to keep him from struggling, but the grip isn't too tight* You belong to me, boy... Your parents wanted a child, but couldn't on their own accord, so your father came to me and asked for a child of great potency... They wanted you to be a strong leader, but I wasn't going to just hand out my essence so generously...

Corr glares at the demon thinking it was lying as he didn't wanna accept that the demon's words were true. His own mother loved him so much, even loved him to death, plus his own dad never mentioned anything about the dragon when he was so young. Corr tries to struggle out of the demon's large hands, but it was difficult to get free. "H-How would you know!? You never knew my parents like I knew them!" Corr glares at the demon angrily knowing that he had a strong connection with his mom since his father went out a lot, but he spent more time with his mom in the kingdom. She always told him that when he was born, she wanted a baby to love and even have a family to grow with. Corr was proud to call her a mother.... But... She was gone... And that monster took her away from him.

demon: *chuckles darkly* I didn't need to know them. They simply asked, and I gave, but they didn't think to look at the "fine print"... *tilts its head at him in thought* I would have spared your kingdom, if you'd simply been given back to me... But your parents were... Determined, to keep you away from me... What you really are... No being of such potential should be suppressed for all their days. That is what I aim to do with you...

Corr frowns sadly just thinking of his own parents sacrificing their own lives and even their own kingdom.... Just to save him.... They really did care for him. Since he was 8 years old at the time from that awful accident, he had no clue when he was a child until now today... But now.... What will this demon do to him now since it has him? "Just... What are you planning on doing to me? I'm here.... And I don't want any other kingdoms getting destroyed or harmed in any way cause of me..." Corr frowns at the demon.

demon: ... I'll make you mine... Enthralled with me as your parent... In return, I'll spare whatever you wish... *paces through the garden until they reach a small park area, where they sometimes come to to enjoy the nights. The skies are commonly beautiful and peaceful full of stars at night*

Corr frowns awfully sadly as if he feels like he was now captured and in the clutches of a monster that was going to be..... His parent. It feels.... Strange, alien, odd, but mostly... Scary. He really wishes to go home where his own step-father is right now to be into his own arms, and even where Allison is now too. She was like another version of a mom but just a nanny in a way, he really misses having a mom. Corr felt sad and defeated as he looks to the demon with the saddest expression. "I.... I-I want... My step-father.... Henry.... To be safe... A-And even Allison as well...." Corr frowns sadly as a small tear flows down his cheek thinking that he might not see them again if he's stuck in the monster's clutches and be forever its own.

demon: *growls lowly with a smooth sway of its tail, before loosening its claws around him, but keeps him held in its hand* ... Very well, they'll not be harmed... But the you of me can no longer be dormant... *a slender tendril then grows out from its chest between the ribs, curving in an S shape like a snake, before it moves to stab into Corr's chest, grasping his heart. It hurts, and the dream space suddenly washes into a blood red mess of the once pleasant surroundings, everything looking like a painting having had water spilled over it and bleeding down to make smeared and disheveled visuals. Like blood itself was just splashed into this subconscious reality. It seems to convey the feeling of paralytic pain, horror, and dread. It's even hard for Corr to breathe as the demon's tendril grasps the feeble organ, but... He can't wake up. Nor can he die... The demon's fanged smile only remains as a sinister one as it moves the tendril to pull the boy's heart out of his body... But yet, he still doesn't die, or even lose consciousness. Is the demon doing this? Controlling the dreamscape to act in accordance to its wishes?* ... And you will not be against me...

Corr was in pain, a lot of pain in his own heart. Since the demon ripped his own heart out that he knew was the most important thing he had that made him human, he felt.... Inhuman.... Just looking at the monster that took his heart away made him feel weak, scared, little, and powerless. He was starting to feel shaken that all his own love and feelings were all inside his own heart that make him.... Himself. But this... Demon... Took it away from him like a toy... Like it was nothing. Now it was its own tool to know that it can show Corr that he won't go up against it if it has his own heart. But... How could he.... If he felt so weak... In pain... And suffering. He even can't move knowing how hurt he was when the demon did this to him.

demon: *holds the bleeding, beating heart snared in the tendril like a net, and then retracts it to absorb the heart into its own body. It now holds Corr's heart captive in its own body, and it lets out a low hiss at his powerless posture, laying helpless in its hand. But having done this, it's as though Corr is still connected to his heart in the demon's chest, and it's a strange feeling. It almost feels like a telepathic sensation, like his heart is relieved of the pain, and slowly starts beating normally. The demon lifts its other hand and brushes the tip of a claw across Corr's forehead, brushing his hair aside, before wiping the tears away... This strange feeling comes from the touches, like a parent grooming their child. And... He likes it?*

Corr frowns sadly but still the emptiness was still there, it felt like he got nothing in his own chest anymore, but for some odd reason... He can actually feel the connection to his heart from inside of the demon. Was the demon doing this? But still... It got a hold of his heart, and if anything happens to the demon, happens to himself as well. But then... Starts to feel the demon grooming him as it was brushing his hair and even wiping his own tears away. It... It feels so weird... But deep down, it was.... Too insane and crazy for him to believe all this. He needs to find a way to get outta here, and even get back home.

demon: You'll see, boy... I'll make you a powerful predator, and leader. Just as your father wanted... You'll be able to defend your kingdom from anything, and provide sufficiently for all... Joey told you true about your more... Remedial powers... And we'll teach them to you... *the surroundings then slowly start to reshape back to their original scenery, the illusory blurred perception pulling back to more recognizable shapes, and even the colors fade back to what they're supposed to be... But that strange feeling is still in him. A child-like feeling of imprinting on the demon, and somewhat comfort in it...*

Corr's eyes widen when the demon mentioned Joey. Joey.... He thought that nothing will hurt him, he thought that nothing will happen to him, and all this time.... Joey..... Joey lied to him. Corr's eyes begin to tear up once more as he curls up in the demon's hand as he felt sad... But also angry at Joey, for lying and also... Lying about everything to him that wasn't true. And maybe he was the one that kidnapped him to bring him into this place. If he ever sees Joey again, he'll just... Just.... He just doesn't wanna see his face or even hear his own lies again. He can't take much more of this. Corr whimpers in the demon's hand as he didn't wanna do this, he didn't wanna train, all he wants.... Was to go home.

demon: *gives a deep rumble as it brings him closer and presses him against its chest, some force in him almost forcing him to remain still and just soak up the demon's embrace. It feels like there's some spirit latched onto him making him be like this, but... It doesn't feel like he's out of his own control either. But while laying against the demon's chest, he can hear a subtle thumping. A heartbeat... And still it elicits that strange feeling of a bond, whether Corr really likes it or not. He's the demon's child, and it doesn't seem to be as liberal as that of a mortal bond between parent and child. This almost feels like a shackle, and yet, it also doesn't*

As the demon puts him close to its own chest, it kinda feels like this demon was trying to... Actually comfort him. Corr rests his head to the demon's chest, but also can actually hear the heartbeat. Was it the demon's heart or was it his own heart still inside the cursed demon? But just... Hearing the heartbeat thumping like a tune and beat, it.... Sounds really nice. It made him think about how he used to do this with his mother when he fell asleep with her just to hear her own heart.... It was lovely. Corr was slowly relaxing as he curls up in the demon's hand and just let himself hear the heartbeat inside the demon's chest as he start to close his eyes and let himself drift off to hear the lovely tunes of the beating heart.

*the demon stands in place just keeping the boy held against it, its guttural rumblings imitating a purr to let him sleep. Might this demon really be so horrible? Yes, it literally stole his heart, and turned him into a demon dragon, but it's not being stereotypically abrasive and repulsive as a demon should be...*

As Corr sleeps on the demon's chest, he lightly nuzzled its chest feeling it rumble as it was purring like it was vibrating. Corr lightly smiled thinking it was funny to hear another sound besides a heartbeat thinking he might be hearing a cat was purring.

Outside of the dreamscape Corr was stirring in his sleep as he was trying to wake up in Joey's arms but he was actually nuzzling in Joey's chest thinking he was nuzzling the demon's chest from the dreamscape.

*they're still in the demon's chest mouth, Joey still holding the small demon wrapped in his own clothes that he'd grown out of. Or rather, shrunk into, but he's keeping the little imp comfortable for the lord. While Corr slept, he had started to shift and fuss at some point, but seems he's calmed down again*