#let him name the first born he'll never ask for anything else

[bluecoolr]

I was thunkin... What would Darr's different versions do if his breeding kink made him get someone preggo by accident? 👀👀

Ultimately, it comes down to whether the other parent wants to have the baby. He's always wanted to be a dad, and even if the other parent doesn't want to settle down with him he'll want to be in his kid's life.

Trust all versions of Darrell to be very eager to raise kids, except Cult Darrell.

[ghyulia]

𝗢𝗯𝗲𝘆 𝗠𝗲 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀! 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗢𝘂𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗿𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗲

p1 | p2

⋆ ᶠᵗ. ᴸᵘᶜⁱᶠᵉʳ & ᴹᵃᵐᵐᵒⁿ

this was in my drafts for a long time and I finally finished it up..whew. It's not the best but I hope it's enjoyable :)

❕ How do the demon brothers react when they overhear that they’re your ideal type?

𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿

⋆ Smug as hell.

⋆ At first, he pretends that he doesn’t hear it. He just continued doing whatever he was doing. Truthfully, he was a bit shocked that he was your ideal type. When you first came to the Devildom, you two never really saw eye-to-eye. He would rather die than admit that most of his animosity towards you came from the fact that you, a human, were slowly making pacts with all of his brothers. It felt like you were stealing them from him, and Lucifer hated it. Eventually, he realized that your intentions were far from that. (And he began to want to be in a pact with you, too). Lucifer decides to head to his study instead of confronting you there and then, a small yet smug smirk adorning his face. He'll let you come to him.

⋆ Eventually, you do swing by to see him, completely unaware that he had heard your previous conversation.

⋆ "Hey Luci! How's it going?" You smile. It had become a regular routine for you to stop by The Prideful First Born's study and check up on him. You knew that you and Lucifer hadn't always been on the best terms, especially at the beginning of the exchange program, but as time went by, you came to love and admire him deeply. You tried your best to keep your little crush under wraps though, in fear that it might taint your relationship with him forever.

⋆ Lucifer deduces that now is the right time to talk to you about what you said. Of course, he reciprocates the feelings. He has never felt the way he does with you with anybody else, and he's sure he never will.

⋆ "..So I'm your type, huh?" Lucifer asks. Your eyes widen and you look at him with what can only be described as a wild expression. "W-W-What..? You heard that? Erm..I mean I guess I said that because you are closest to the type of guy I would want as my significant other, you know? Not that...ₙₒₜ ₜₕₐₜ ᵢ'ₘ ₛₐyᵢₙg ₜₕₐₜ…" You trail off. You were saying that. You wanted him, more than anything. The Firstborn smiles. Then he lets out a laugh. You just stare at him, wondering what could possibly be so funny?

"Hush it, (name)." "You're my type too."

"Oh.."

⋆ Lucifer's smile is genuine and wide. How did a human like you manage to steal his heart so effortlessly? He'll never know. And Lucifer doesn't think that he really cares. As long as you're his.

𝗠𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻

・❥・He's in shock! Poor bby isn't used to hearing that he's someone's first choice, or ideal type at that :(

・❥・Mammon doesn't know what to do. He's as red as hellfire noodles, and the only thing on his mind is to make a beeline to the door he came from. He was never supposed to hear that!

・❥・In his attempt to sneak out, he knocks over a vase. Crash! He watches it break into a million little pieces. The noise catches your attention, so you excuse yourself from your conversation and head to the adjacent room, only to find a guilty, wide-eyed, blushing Mammon.

・❥・"...Mams? What's going on here?" You look shocked. "Were you eavesdropping?" "NO! Errr.. well not technically..I didn't mean'ta! I just happened to be in this room, and then I accidentally heard ya saying I was yer type! (Name), You've gotta believe me!" Mammon blabbers.

・❥・At this point, you're both redder than ever. "I believe you Mammon...but how do you feel?... About what I said, I mean." You mumble, hoping to gauge his feelings about your somewhat accidental confession. You had no idea that he was going to hear you say that he was your ideal type, but now that it's gotten to this, you might as well hear how he feels about it too, right?

・❥・"Well...it's only natural that the GREAT Mammon is your ideal type! I'm amazing, aren't I?" Mammon says. He notices your forlorn expression. "..Ahem. I guess what I'm tryna say is..yer my type too, human." Mammon all but whispers, pushing his glasses down his face in an attempt to cover the blush that decorates his face. Not that it does much. You giggle and move a little closer to him, before leaving a chaste kiss on his cheek. "I'm glad to know the feelings are mutual."

・❥・"Yea..Me too." Mammon smiles.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be the luckiest guy in all of Devildom. Heck, in all of the three worlds. The Avatar of Greed doesn't think he'll ever feel this way with Grimm.

that's it! I kind of like it but idk hehe

[spilledmilkfkdies]

So what are your personal thoughts on Yilidth (if you haven't already answered). I hadn't read the comics in a while but I don't think they ever said anything about him being related to Duman, though considering his eye and hair colour I guess it was probably implied. How do you think he created him? Like did he just use magic or did he had a one night stand and then years later, a basket with baby Duman just appeared with a letter telling him he's the dad, and he's like "Oh, f*#k".

I actually made an au where the wizards had joined Yilidth's wizard cult as novices and one task that he made them do was babysit Duman. Imagine the chaos😂

I think I have given my thoughts on him before, but that was both a while ago and I didn't appreciate him as much as I do now, which you can tell 💀💀 very angry very rambly stuff over there- So let me give some more/updated thoughts!!

Him being underused and shoehorned is still very true, unfortunately. He could've been a super handy tool to give us more information about the whole Terrestrial conflict, since that was an interesting part of canon that might have benefitted from a bit more exploration, even if it was a bit late. But then he just. Wasn't?? He was announced, he came, he died?????? And that was the first and last we saw of him. Honestly deranged boooo yucky.

He never even got to interact with the wizards again- You could literally say he was just some random criminal that had been locked away and almost nothing would change, and that's really his main problem. Aside from his design. I mean, love a blank canvas to throw a bunch of takes at, but come on!!!!!

Him and Duman's relation was never really mentioned either, I don't think? Beyond the "He was the leader of the fairy hunters!" there's really um. Nothing. Like in general. Ask canon Yllidith their names and he'll give you a blank stare fgbhbn- Tbh I'm surprised Duman's even in the lil flashback thingy at all ngl

Now, can we call any sort of relation implied? Are we gonna give them that much credit? Well idk! I'm just personally a fan of it so I just kinda. Squinted real hard. Matching eye colour? Mhm. Hair colour? Sure kinda. Yllidith having illusion magic and Duman being a shapeshifter? Yep that lines up enough for me, that does it, they're related now. Some people see the vision, others might not- I've spoken to plenty of people who aren't a fan of the take and that's a-okay, just know that I very much am 👉👈

This is a. Surprisingly consistent thing for me too?? Like yeah there's a case of "it depends on what I'm doing", there usually is- But not to a large extent ig? The method varies, but in a lot of stuff I'm doing now there's definitely a relation in one way or another.

Usually Duman is more or less made from scratch, a magic'd up baby, if you will. Though the process did include Yllidith's blood, so you have enough wiggle room to still say there's a blood relation. (Duman wouldn't.) (Yllidith only does when it's convenient.) But I've been getting the urge to explore a more normal approach where he was just regularly born lately, so maybe I'll get to that at some point too.

And!! If you ever feel like sharing more of that AU in any way, please do, because it sounds absolutely DELIGHTFUL. Imagine them thinking it's gonna be an easy enough task, and they wonder why nobody else wants to do it, then little Duman starts shapeshifting into horrors beyond mortal comprehension. Bye, I'm obsessed.

[bowiestarzzz]

tried clangen for the first time and subsequently lost seven hours of my day. here were my starter leader deputy medcat trio! info/lore below the cut if you're interested about them :3

cw for domestic abuse

Icystar: silver rosette tom with bright green eyes, he/him, leader, playful, smooth-talking

Lavendersplash/star: black and silver marble tabby tom with amber eyes, he/him, deputy and then leader, grumpy with a heart of gold, experienced

Ghostlily: dark gray and silver tabby tom with silver eyes, he/him, medicine cat, cunning, observant

Icystar was the first leader of CoralClan, establishing his territory near the ocean with a small but loyal band of cats. His second-in-command was Lavendersplash, with whom he had pursued an on-again off-again will-they-won't-they relationship with since Lavendersplash was a young adult. Lavendersplash always loved Icystar but put his duties to the Clan above all else, and Icystar never seemed willing to commit to anything more anyways.

Ghostkit was one of the first kits born in CoralClan and from a very young age displayed an intense connection with StarClan. Snapcrash, the medicine cat at the time, was initially hesitant to ask him to be her apprentice because of how cold he could be, often tricking his denmates into giving him the best bits of prey or getting out of tick duty. He trained as a warrior apprentice for only a few moons before it became apparent his destiny laid elsewhere and he requested to become Snapcrush's apprentice. Under her careful guidance, Ghostpaw learned to put his wits to good use and grew warmer to his Clan, quickly earning his full medicine cat name, Ghostlily.

Meanwhile, Icystar returned to camp one day with a mysterious kit of his own whom he named Frogkit. He did not name any mother, and while Lavendersplash was initially shocked and bitter, he softened when Icystar explained that he brought this kit to be theirs if Lavendersplash would allow it, and that there was no other cat with whom he would rather raise a child. Lavendersplash fell harder than ever, and finally gave into Icystar's years of endless flirting, becoming his husband and helping him raise little Frogkit, who he loved fast and fiercely.

However this is where things started to change. Instead of trying to raise Frogkit with Lavendersplash, Icystar seemed content to let his husband raise their daughter by himself, refusing to take on nursery duties even when he had a break in his "busy leader schedule." He barely visited his daughter, and Frogkit started to wonder if her father even loved her. Lavendersplash's heart broke for her and he angrily confronted Icystar about his neglect of their child. Icystar immediately blew up, furiously ranting at Lavendersplash for being upset with him when he doesn't even know what he's going through because he's been spending all his time in the nursery, not with his husband, and how dare he accuse him of neglecting their daughter when she's the one he's doing all this work for, etc etc. Lavendersplash is shocked and apologetic, and promises to think more carefully before he accuses Icystar of something next time. Icystar calms down right away and purrs winningly, telling Lavendersplash how much he loves him, and thanks him for understanding, and he'll do better.

But things don't change. Even as Frogkit starts to grow older and is able to keep up with her dads around camp and leave the nursery more, Icystar still maintains his distance, and Lavendersplash begins to feel like he's just being used as a nanny for Icystar's half-clan kit rather than Icystar's husband. In addition, Icystar has been doing little to ease the growing tensions with the neighboring CherryClan, adding further doubt in Lavendersplash's mind to his capabilities as a leader. By the time Frogpaw is an apprentice, there's a full scale war between the two clans that Lavendersplash knows Icystar practically instigated. Every time he tries to bring it up with him, he's met with the same defensive tirade and guilt-trips that make him stumble every time without fail.

Finally, it all comes to a head during green-leaf when a drought has everyone's tempers flaring up. A series of recent losses makes Lavendersplash publicly confront Icystar, snapping that he's failing CoralClan and that he isn't acting with the strength a leader should. In retaliation, Icystar attacks Lavendersplash, who is too startled to defend himself, and maims his hind leg for questioning him. CoralClan is shocked and horrified but can do nothing, too scared of this new side of Icystar, who promises that anybody who doubts him will get something even worse than Lavendersplash, whom he claims he went easy on because he loves him. Snapcrush and Ghostlily drag Lavendersplash's bloodied body to the medicine den.

Lavendersplash's leg heals fine, but his spirit is so deeply damaged that he spends the whole leaf-fall in the medicine cat den. He struggles with himself, wondering how he could have pushed his husband so far to deserve a wound like this. Snapcrush councils him, urging him to understand that it wasn't his fault and that Icystar needs to be held responsible for his actions. Lavendersplash finally returns to his duties in leaf-bare and quietly ends his relationship with his leader. He attempts to continue working with Icystar, but the leader continuously torments him for his decision, refusing to cooperate on Clan matters and acting childishly towards him even in public places like Gatherings.

At long last, a series of losses during leaf-bare gives Lavendersplash the courage to stand up to Icystar and challenge him for leadership, claiming that his unfit to serve his clan. They fight, and Lavendersplash wins. He promptly exiles Icystar, and none of the Clan cats see him ever again. Lavendersplash receives his nine lives and becomes Lavendarstar.

[wildaboutmnhockey]

15 People 15 Questions

I have surprisingly been Not Online the last 36 hours so the tags have built up but shoutout to my amazing buddies for tagging me: @babygirlspurgeon, @masonshaws, @tblueger, @giveemgreef, and @babygirlboberry

1. Are you named after anyone?

Yes and no? Mom had a co-worker that had my name and she just thought it sounded nice but I'm not named AFTER the person. Middle name is the same as an aunt but spelled differently

Nickname also no. It's just short for my gamertag (DEEVI0US) because I'm a little shit lol

2. When was the last time you cried?

Christmas. I have a whole thing about hating the holidays and obligatory gift giving so bah humbug and it was A Day for me.

3. Do you have kids?

Nope and I never want them. I will be nice to children around me because I'm not a monster but also much prefer to not be in the presence of children period.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

Before age 14: softball (6 years), dance (4 years), cheer (2 years), volleyball (1 year) After age 14: none

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Almost daily.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Hate to admit it but a combo of weight and what people are wearing. Never been a skinny mini myself so it's definitely a projection thing but it's lessened as I get older and stopped giving a fuck. (High schoolers are mean and I'm only human, who knew?)

7. What’s your eye color?

Hazel

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Not a scary movie person. They're generally not scary to me and I just don't care for the gore heavy ones.

9. Any talents?

Honestly don't really have one. I'm just living and vibing my way through life.

10. Where were you born?

A hospital (Minnesota)

11. What are your hobbies?

Hockey, video games, reading are the main ones. I'll pick up ADHD hyper-focus projects here and there but yeah.

12. Do you have any pets?

One old man doggo named Jasper (we call him JJ) but he's getting up there and is going blind so he'll likely get put down within the year.

13. How tall are you?

5'6"

14. Favorite subject in school?

I liked anything hands on so I was really into woodshop and cooking classes honestly.

Fun fact: I was the only girl in my 8th grade woodshop class so I was super ahead project wise because I wasn't chit-chatting all class. So as a result the guys would get mad when the teacher told them "I'm helping 'Brad' right now but Dee should be able to help you with it if you ask her" and they would never ask me because of teenage male stupidity/sexism.

15. Dream job.

No job. Just let me exist and not expect Things and Labor of me.

But honestly just find me a job that gives me a solid work/life balance and I'll survive.

There's probably a duplicate tag or two in here but:

@rymurrsneckbeard @myteamofmonsterfuckers @jaredmccann @joeyisourranger @bagelsunshinecoffee @flaticeball @yes-perwallstedt @hard4softthings @in-the-mists @kreiderrider @stillfertile @dwisp and everyone else who enjoys a good tag game

[siennafrxst]

↳ run 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

synopsis: to prove draco’s loyalty to the dark lord, he must pass the test. what was the test, you may ask? to kill a muggle born—y/n. little did voldemort know, y/n and draco were friends since childhood, and it absolutely destroys draco to make this choice. a choice between her life and his own.

trope: childhood friends to lovers

pairing: female muggle reader x draco malfoy

universe: harry potter

word count: 947 words

a/n: this is my first ever published fanfic on tumblr, so enjoy while it lasts.

credits to @lischydfs on pinterest for the banner

The fragmented ruins of Hogwarts laid beneath Y/N's trembling feet, along with the dark, thick mist enveloping the surrounding area. The atmosphere was cold, which only reminded her of the devastatingly current situation. She frantically attempted to move, but Voldemort's magic was too powerful. She was immobile... unable to do anything.

Except for her lips.

"Draco," she whispered breathlessly, using up all the strength she had left.

"Draco, don't listen to him. Don't let him get to y-" Voldemort shut Y/N's mouth, simply with a flick of his hand.

"Do it. Kill her," Voldemort commanded Draco, running his cold, pale hands over the 18 year old's shoulder.

This was it. This was the end—Y/N's end. And there was nothing she could do. She was standing at the center of Hogwarts—or what was left of it, anyway—helpless, under Voldemort's hold. Sounds of destruction and flickering of the wands were all she could percieve, along with screams of agony. It was... miserable. It was pure torture, knowing what was possibly happening—and what was probably happening at the moment. What could be happening to her loved ones...

But worst of all, Draco Malfoy was standing before her very own eyes, pointing his wand towards her, gripping onto it as though it were their last day. And it might very well be.

Voldemort's instructions were repeadtedly ringing in Draco's ear. Kill her. Otherwise he'll be the one to end up dead instead. But even then, Voldemort will finish her off himself or one of his minions will do the dirty work for him. Ironic, as that's what seemed to be happening right now. He was the minion who was forced to follow under the Dark Lord's influence.

But it wasn't the possibility of his own death that was bothering the blonde Slytherin. Oh no, not this time. It was the death of his best friend—the one he loved the most—Y/N. And up until that very moment, he never realized just how much she meant to him. How much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her and nobody else. Some would describe that immense feeling as love, which is something Draco hasn't really felt in his life before. Not even the love from a parent, although his mother was an exception. But his father never showed any care towards his own son. Nor did any of his 'friends' who only stuck with him because of his name.

His last name. That was the problem. Malfoys were known to be strictly wealthy purebloods. He was a pureblood, that was for sure. But Y/N wasn't. She was a muggle born, which was the single reason why Draco's father despises her with every being of his soul. All his life, Draco was told to believe that purebloods were superior to the rest. But meeting Y/N changed his perspective on everything. It changed him. She made him question everything he had been taught since birth. Despite being a 'filthy little mudblood,' he liked the feeling of being with her. He felt whole when she was there. And to think that it could all possibly vanish in a matter of seconds. Everything they had gone through together, wasted so effortlessly.

All Draco's life, he ran away from his problems. Hell, that's what his family was planning to do from the start. Run away once Voldemort would reign once more. Draco was a coward—he had to admit. He was all talk and no action. It was all just an act to pose as someone he wasn't. And the one time he felt free from all that was when he was with her.

That's it. Free. He just had to free her—free her from Voldemort, in one way or another. Somehow. And that's when he realized... he had that freedom this very moment. Sure, Voldemort was whispering commands in his ear as though he were his toy, but he also gave him the chance to use his wand against Y/N. But what if he could use his wand on someone else...

With a determined expression on his face and a newfound hope coursing through his veins, he gripped tightly onto his wand, formulating the risky, spontaneous plan in his head.

His grey eyes trail towards Y/N who instantly locks eye contact with him—as though they were psychologically communicating in secret. Creasing his blond eyebrows, he suddenly turns around and glares at Voldemort dead in the eye, casting a spell on him. "(insert spell HELP can't use stupefy again right)!"

That was all it took for Voldemort to get startled—to flinch one moment, which disrupted the spell that was restricting Y/N from moving. Hastily picking up her wand that had fallen to the ground, she overhears Draco yelling one simple word, letting her know exactly what they had to do.

"RUN!"

The two teenagers sped off for shelter, rushing towards what was left of the Hogwarts castle. Immediately after they made a run for it, multiple Death Eaters chased after them upon seeing them escape. Spells were casted, words were uttered, but ultimately, they miraculously managed to fend them off and make it to the already destroyed castle. Panting, they leaned against the wall, holding tightly onto each other. They connected their eyes, multiple emotions evident on their face.

"Draco," Y/N breathes shakily. "I can't believe you just... I can't believe we just did th-"

And that was when Draco cut her off with a kiss, as they held onto each other, knowing that this could very well be their last day together.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated. ♡

[hiccanna-tidbits]

HICCANNA MONTH WEEK 1, DAY 1 - TAYLOR SWIFT I'D LIE

***

I don't think that passenger's seat Has ever looked this good to me He tells me about his night And I count the colors in his eyes

He'll never fall in love, he swears, As he runs his fingers through his hair I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong And I don't think it ever crossed his mind He tells a joke, I fake a smile But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you His favorite color's green He loves to argue Born on the seventeenth His sister's beautiful He has his father's eyes And if you ask me if I love him I'd lie

He looks around the room Innocently overlooks the truth Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long?

He sees everything in black and white Never let nobody see him cry I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I could tell you His favorite color's green He loves to argue Born on the seventeenth His sister's beautiful He has his father's eyes And if you ask me if I love him I'd lie

He stands there, then walks away My God, if I could only say I'm holding every breath for you

He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar I think he can see through everything but my heart First thought when I wake up Is "My God, he's beautiful" So I put on my make-up And pray for a miracle

Yes, I could tell you His favorite color's green He loves to argue Oh, and he kills me His sister's beautiful He has his father's eyes And if you ask me if I love him If you ask me if I love him I'd lie

***

Anna has been best friends with twins Hiccup and Rapunzel for as long as she can remember. When their no-nonsense kindergarten teacher forced the inseparable siblings to make friends besides each other, the off-kilter redhead eating glitter glue in the corner of the room was the one they made a beeline for.

Now, the three of them do everything together. DnD campaigns. Video game nights. Getting themselves sick off candy and junk food when their parents travel out of town and leave them with meal funds they're told to "spend wisely". Hanging out with Hiccup and Rapunzel's spirited shelter dog Toothless, so enormous, gangly, and overzealous that many of the other kids at school are scared of him.

Not Anna, though. She makes it no secret she would die for Toothless and every single one of his lopsided teeth, and to hell with anyone who doesn't love him like he deserves.

Going into their junior year of high school, their friendship is so solid that it's almost unthinkable to imagine it as anything else. Might throw the universe out of whack, even.

Which is why Anna is keeping a potentially world-shattering secret tucked away where no one will ever find it: A name in a heart-shaped box under her bed.

*

"I am never falling in love," Hiccup tells her dejectedly one morning in Weights class. As he trains with the smallest barbels available, his gaze flits to where Astrid Hofferson is pumping iron across the room.

Anna snickers. "Little late for that," she teases.

"No." Hiccup scoffs. "I was only crushing on her. I got out of that situation before it was too late. I'm fine now."

Ah. Still taking the rugby captain's rejection hard, Anna sees. When Hiccup finally gathered the courage to ask Astrid to Homecoming the previous month, she'd told him she preferred dates with a little more meat on their bones.

Hiccup's attempts to make that happen were not going well.

"I'm only trying to show her what she missed out on," he says snidely. "To hell with dating, honestly. Too much drama. And love? Good gods, as if I need that kind of emotional rollercoaster in my life."

"I don't know. Could be fun."

Anna puts down her barbel. Despite not being quite ready, she graduates to the next one.

Maybe if she speed-runs the curriculum for this class, she'll be lifting the same weights as Astrid in a couple months.

"Sure, until they get tired of you." Hiccup sighs. "Then oh boy! It's time to spiral, and not get any scholarships because you were too busy moping about getting dumped to apply!"

Anna forces a chuckle. He's not always the comedic genius he thinks he is, but far be it from her to ever let him know that.

A whistle blows. With some relief, Anna starts to pack up.

"Hey, you never told me how Spiderman 4 was," she says. She didn't make it to the movie with Hiccup and Punz--too much damn trigonometry homework--but she hoped they'd had a good time.

"Oh, it was great!" Hiccup brightens up immediately. "I have to show it to you. You said you don't care about spoilers, right? Because there's this Mysterio and Kingpin teamup that's fucking awesome, and this really shady new mentor figure shows up and tries to bribe Peter with an Uncle Ben clone, and--"

Hiccup has really pretty eyes.

A deep, rich fir tree green around the rims, and a more gleaming, vibrant ferny color in a blot around the pupil. Like sunshine glowing through summer leaves. Unreasonably gorgeous, really.

"Uh...earth to Anna?"

She blinks several times, shaking off embarrassment. "Right! Sorry."

"You good? You were staring off into the void for a while."

At least he didn't notice what exactly I was staring at.

"Yeah, yeah." She sighs. "Just tired. Insomnia, my old foe, our battle never ends!"

Hiccup is, fortunately, none the wiser. But trouble strikes again after school.

Hiccup can't make it to their weekly Friday night Bad Movie Marathon. That in itself is understandable enough--he has an AP Bio exam on Monday, and like hell he's going to screw up his GPA. But when she and Rapunzel drop Hiccup off on the way to her place, Anna apparently looked after him a little too long.

"So." Rapunzel gets a smug look on her face that Anna does not like.

They've been going home from school together since elementary. Their houses are a couple blocks apart--a 10-minute walk, at most.

Nonetheless, Anna gets the distinct feeling this otherwise ordinary stroll is going to feel very long. And very unpleasant.

"When were you planning on telling me you're in love with my brother?"

"What?" Anna snorts as loudly and dismissively as she possibly can. "Punz, that's ridiculous. Where even did you get an idea like that?!"

Because it is ridiculous! ...right?

Maybe if she says it with enough conviction, she can will it into reality.

Rapunzel laughs airily, shaking her head. "It's all over your face, Ans!"

Anna just scoffs. "The only thing that's all over my face is acne and concealer. I mean yeah, you and Hiccup are my best friends, but I don't love him like that. That would be weird."

It very definitely would be. Hiccup's own sister was sure to think that more than anyone.

Would it complicate their friendship if Rapunzel became her sister in law? If Rapunzel ever had kids, would Anna be an honorary aunt, or...and actual by-marriage aunt?!

It's all very strange to think about. Anna aggressively banishes the notions to her head's most isolated corners.

"Okay, then." Rapunzel turns, crossing her arms and blocking Anna's path. Her smug grin deepens.

Anna's chest fills with dread.

"What's his favorite color?"

"Dark green." Anna answers without even thinking.

"Favorite food?"

"Crabcakes."

"Favorite animal?"

"Oh, easy. Crocodile skinks."

"Planned college major?"

"Torn between engineering and herpetology. He likes herpetology more, but engineering jobs are more in demand right now."

"Favorite DnD class to play?"

"Druid."

"Dream hiking spot?"

"Amazon rainforest."

"Dream car?"

"He thinks cars are dumb and every city should install high-speed rail immediately. But if held at gunpoint, he'd want an electric one--preferably one that doesn't randomly catch on fire like your average Tesla."

"Scented candle of choice?"

"Something piney, or kind of a subtle earthy or berry scent. Also sandalwood."

"Instrument of choice?"

"He's not crazy about any of them, but...you two took guitar lessons for a while when you were little. If pressed, he can play a bit. But he doesn't like it because he's got sensory issues with the finger callouses and he feels kind of self-conscious about using a pick."

"Favorite band?"

"Probably Linkin Park, but he'd never openly admit to being that much of an edgelord."

"Birthday?"

"Leap year, but he celebrates on the 28th. He's technically only 4 years old."

"Perfect." Rapunzel is now looking like a cat that devoured no less than 10 canaries, and Anna does not like it one bit. "Now! Do all of those for me, your other totally platonic best friend."

Oh shit.

Rapunzel clearly revels in the panic that flashes across Anna's face. Nonetheless, Anna takes a breath and does as asked.

"Your favorite color's lavender. Your favorite foods are hazelnut soup and cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. Your favorite animals are chameleons, but you have a soft spot for horses, too. Your planned college major is communications, but what you really wish you could do is art history. Your favorite DnD class is cleric. Your dream hiking spot is the Black Forest in Germany. Your dream car is a hybrid--you don't care what type as long as you can get a cute pink or purple paint job. Your scented candle of choice is something flowery but subtle, like...magnolia with a tinge of lilac or something. Your instrument of choice is also guitar, except you don't care about the callous thing. Your favorite band is Walk the Moon. Your birthday is--hey, that's a trick question! You're twins--you have the same birthday!"

Rapunzel snickers, and Anna glares at her. "What are you laughing about? I answered all the stuff you wanted me to!"

"Yeah, but...you hesitated."

Anna hopes to every god that might exist that the blood isn't rushing to her face. "What are you talking about?"

"You answers for Hiccup were a lot faster. Completely instinctual, almost. You took a liiiiittle longer to remember all the same stuff about me."

"So what?" Anna bristles. "That doesn't mean anything!"

"I think it does," Rapunzel sings. She giggles and twirls like a silly anime schoolgirl, relishing the victory Anna has no intention of actually giving her.

Anna puts on her sourest pout. "You're nuts, Punzel. Like I'd ever be in love with your dorky brother."

God. Anna feels a pit in her stomach, glancing back and forth between the Haddock household and her aggravatingly self-satisfied friend.

I'm such a fucking liar.

***

YO, HAPPY FIRST DAY OF HICCANNA MONTH YALL

So I actually almost decided to forego TSwift day because I have pretty much maxed out making posts for all the Taylor songs I think are the most Hiccanna-coded, BUT!!! Then I realized I almost forgot I'd Lie, the OG Hiccanna TSwift bop that practically describes Hiccup to a T!!! So naturally I had to make a Thing about it. And, of course, I had to make the moodboard green-themed, since, well...his favorite color's green 💚

Even if that's not actually Hiccup's favorite color, it might as well be, for how much it's worked into his character color motifs and such aksjhdksufhuyh

I usually have Toothless as a cat in modern AUs (or maybe a pet lizard, if I'm feeling especially adventurous) because I just generally don't think he's that dog-coded, BUT! When I found a pic of a ginger cuddling an absolute dog!Toothless if I ever did see one, what was I supposed to do??? Like this dog looks like a lanky little ink gremlin, I wanna be his best friend, too :O Also, the girl with periwinkle nails holding his paw off to the side is Rapunzel, of course!

Speaking of which! It's funny, I've always seen Rapunzel and Hiccup as having a sibling-like relationship (they are just so Dipper and Mabel coded fr), but I've never actually tried writing them as siblings. BUT THEN with the "his sister's beautiful" bit...I needed a sister for Hiccup anyways, so I took a stab at writing him and Punz as twins! Ironically I'm not usually a big of the "falling for your best friend's brother" trope (mainly because if I had any siblings, I would feel like...SUPER weird about them macking on my friends with tongue lmao). But with Punz and Hiccup, I feel like they'd have a pretty close and good relationship, even among some typical sibling squabbles, and would be equally close with Anna. So Rapunzel wouldn't be that put off by Anna being into her brother. In fact, she'd be a little shit about it, I think >:D

Putting that chocolate in the moodboard was a mistake. Now I'm hungry for sugary foods, and my mom's already started giving me enough of a hard time about getting fat XD Luckily I'm poor, so I don't have much extraneous cash to spend on the kind of junk food I write about my blorbos eating!

Although I still smell A Little Treat incoming the next time I go to the grocery store, RIP

Pic credits available upon request!

[br1ghtestlight]

I'm in your asks should much, I think I might just start living here

But look at them🥰

Any hcs regarding the pesto family?

THANK YOU FOR INDULGING MY HYPERFIXATION <33 love andy and ollie in this screenshot. just sittin' there

they aren't close like tina/louise/gene (mostly bcuz andy and ollie already have each other for friendship) but jimmy jr does love his little brothers and feels protective of them. he feels responsible for them and generally just tries to keep them out of trouble. also as we see in that one episode he has to hold their hands when they cross the street which i think is adorable!!!! always keeping em safe :)

when andy or ollie has a nightmare and they're scared they ALWAYS go to jimmy jr and he lets them sleep in his bed with him even though its very crowded (the twins will not sleep without each other) he asks them about it and tells them that they're safe and it was just a bad dream <3

andy and ollie think jimmy jr is VERY cool actually!!!! they love his dancing and generally look up to him a lot they're very impressed when he does things like blow a bubble with bubblegum or does a handstand on the monkey bars yknow typical big brother stuff. they're always following him around at recess and its kinda embarrassing but he does think its cute (its also comforting for him to know that his brothers love him no matter what bcuz he doesn't always feel like that way with his parents)

andy and ollie's first word was jimmy jr <3 he knew his parents would be upset about this so he let them believe that their first word was mama or dada and nobody knows the truth except for him

jimmy pesto legally changed their family name to pesto before his kids were born and all of his kids genuinely believe that their family is italian. nobody has ever corrected them for some reason not even their mom

andy and ollie like staying with their mom better and jimmy jr likes staying with their dad better. but the siblings never wanted to be split up so their parents have equal custody

jimmy pesto likes showing his kids old italian movies that he watched when he was younger and its a genuine bonding moment for them!!!! not all the movies they watch are appropriate for kids and there is some murder drug dealing and gangs but thats okay its fine

andy and ollie brought one of his old italian movies to school once for show and tell and it was inappropriate for kids so jimmy pesto got in trouble and told them not to do that anymore FJDMDJDJSKSKS or at least ask him first

jimmy jr babysits andy and ollie when his dad is busy and he is NOT good at it Tbh he mostly just does whatever he wants and leaves them to fend for themselves bcuz he figures they're old enough that they can yell for help if they need him. they usually just raid the fridge or do arts and crafts and end up making a huge mess everywhere that jimmy jr has to clean up (or else he'll get in trouble)

jimmy jr has convinced andy and ollie to play dance games (like just dance on the wii) with him on several occasions and they will TRY but they are extremely bad at dancing and uncoordinated and jimmy jr gets frustrated when they get a low score

andy and ollie like drawing pictures for jimmy jr with crayons or paints or for school assignments and they like giving to him as surprise gifts :) he's probably got a million of them at this point but he keeps them all and hangs them up in his bedroom

andy and ollie LOVE bugging jimmy jr when they're bored and dont have anything else to do they'll go into his bedroom or follow him into the bathroom and just TALK AND TALK abt whatever is on their mind and he is shockingly patient about this. he sometimes gets tired of them and puts headphones in but pretends that he's still listening and they honestly cant even tell the difference

[primordyalsoul]

for the uncomfortable headcanons meme: a fathers love, dreamer, and cheating death!!

@wasburning / @daikomyo || uncomfy headcanons

Okay I shall be answering each one in its own post bc im insane and i cant be concise to save my life. LETS GO

A FATHER’S LOVE - talk about your muse’s relationship with their father

*cracks my knuckles* oh you KNOW that's such a big one so let's get right into it. The father here ofc is Gendo: though in her canon verses, Rei doesn't exactly see him as such (if asked by, lets say a teacher, she might say he's her guardian, bc on paper he is), but then again she doesn't have a framework for what a Father figure should be. She does see him as her creator and as an authority to revere.

(Sidenote, I'm more of the opinion that Gendo doesn't really think of her as a daughter. Maybe he did somewhat when she was first made as he did pick the name him and Yui would have wanted for a daughter, and he does have some strange fondness towards her, but first and foremost Rei is an ends to a means for him)

The thing is for Rei is that Gendo had ALWAYS been the centre of her universe. He is the reason she was even brought into existence, he was the first person she laid eyes on. Whilst he doesn't look after her in a parental way, he does fulfill the role of a mentor and guardian: whilst he doesn't attend to most of her health issues he does sometimes oversee them to check on her; he makes conversation with her and he always answers her questions about the world honestly. Whatever curiosities she would have; about people and how they act, about emotions, about the world and what it was like before, he would tell her his honest view. Though Gendo is also extremely emotionally stunted and distant from the world, making his view skewed, she appreciates and takes on the info all the same; she may be placid, but at her core Rei is born from Knowledge and is curious about the world, though its not always obvious on the surface. However, the dynamic she has with him is also professional, as he's her Commander first and foremost, before he guardian. Rei knows that she's not entirely human, that's never been hidden from her. She knows the origins of her soul, though she often avoids looking at it too deeply, and she often feels uncomfortable and separate from body, knowing that it can be very swiftly replaced. She's very aware that Gendo needs her to fulfill his plans for instrumentality and that comes before all else, including her wellbeing, but she's willing to suffer and die for him because: 1, aside from being the literal reason for her existing, he's also her emotional reason for existing. Due to her soul literally being fragmented, Rei struggles even more with emotional regulation than she might have, and that's on top of her issues with her identity (knowing her soul isn't "human in nature", as well as her depersonalization when it comes to her body), AND the idea of being expendable, aka not worth anything being reinforced through her treatment. and 2, through all of that Gendo is the only person who treats her with anything resembling warmth and care, even though it's not consistent. He's the only one who'll engage in conversation with her, his gaze is often softer and he'll smile at her, he'll treat her to dinners, and, though it's very rare, he'll touch her in some comforting way, like a hand on the shoulder or on the cheek. To add to that, there's a reason why Rei kept his old glasses for so long; after he burned his hands prying the entry plug open to see if she was alright, that was the first time anyone, including him, had shown that sort of care for her condition, to suffer pain themselves just to see if she was okay. If she wasn't already sold on being loyal to him and his cause before, she certainly was then. Gendo is her purpose, her raison de vivre; as the person who made her feel anything positive, she wants to return the favour and grant his ultimate wish that will make him happy. If she is able to do that, she can die having fulfilled her purpose.

It's only when she is shown kindness from others, notably Shinji, that she is able to see a different way of things, to rethink how he treats her. Though it's only really after she dies and comes back a third time that she feels anything close to anger towards Gendo for how much he governs her existence.

(another sidenote, I don't think that Rei knows much about who Yui is. She might have heard the name, but despite how out of place she feels in her body, she doesn't know it comes from Yui specifically. And it's not till after she starts building other connections does she notice tiny slip ups from Gendo, like seeming on the verge of calling her something else)

Ultimately her feelings towards him shift dramatically, from once revering him to later feeling cold and distant (and very deep down, angry).

And finally for you, Doc, some thoughts about them specifically in her j.jk verse.

In this verse it's a bit different. Gendo is still technically the only person who treats Rei in a 'caring' way; if he's not away they will eat dinner together and he'll make conversation with her. He will still be mostly honest when it comes to her curiosity and questions, though she's stops being so curious as she grows as it is still reinforced that her sorcery is The Most Important thing in her life and she must keep working hard to hone her abilities. However, Gendo is even more distant in this verse due to Rei being his actual child. She reminds him too much of Yui bc she resembles her so much, and he believes that being around her too often is more harmful to her than beneficial (like how he views Shinji in N.GE canon). As such, outside of monitoring her sorcery and making sure she's making progress, her actual care is delegated to other members of the Ayanami clan. They're responsible for her tutoring, looking after her physical health, keeping her fed. She's also monitored closely due to her containing a piece of the Ancient Curse, Lilith. It's only when she starts attending the Jujustu High School in Tokyo that she gets a bit more freedom.

Additionally, since Rei is a naturally born, mortal human here, she is a bit less disconnected from herself and her feelings, though Gendo and Lilith still ultimately affects her self-perception and self-worth. She's still a Repression Queen, but she is more aware of harbouring feelings of resentment towards Gendo; for separating her from her brother, Shinji, and for not providing any support in grieving and remembering her mother. But simultaneously, she has good memories of him as a father, and she does miss him and wants to make him proud...she cant catch a break, man! And like above, as she gets to develop relationships with others and feel things beyond her 'purpose' the more distant she becomes to Gendo.

[breezypunk]

tell me about your ocs, please...i love learning lore i love info love cyberpunk...i simply beg

I don't think I've ever had someone beg to learn about my OC's. I'm flattered :P

(This is the part where I forget everything about my oc's) xD

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Vaughn, my main squeeze & most treasured blorbo has been with me from almost the beginning. I made 3 male oc's before Vaughn fell into my lap. All three had pretty similar faces, but all were very different in personality and lifepath.

Vaughn came during like.. playthrough 5? LOL. I created him and it felt just right. I even named him! Which was crazy, cos I'd never done that before, and I just knew he was gonna be very important to me.

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So some main points are that he's a nomad. Not born into it, but adopted into it at 2 years old.

He grew up tomboy until his early teens when he came out as trans, but told very few. He always had masculine features and many thought he was a boy from the jump, but when he came out and people found out, there was mixed reactions. It was one of the biggest reasons he left the clan.

He moved to Night City shortly after this and inherited some street kid roots. He hung around Lizzie's bar a lot and was even a bartender there for a time being, also while being homeless. He even had a fling with Susie Q ;p (They are still friends).

He hated everything corpo until he met Goro who showed him that not all of it was terrible, but most of it was, which is why Vaughn tore Goro away from it all and took him into the Aldecaldos. (where they lived happily ever after).

Vaughn used to hate long hair, when he tried growing it out once before in his late teens and didn't like the hair getting in his face when the wind blew, and the wind was always freaking blowing. So he kept it short, until his late twenties when he let it grow out accidently and realized he really liked it. So did everyone else, especially Goro (lots to pull on -cough-).

His best friend is Panam, that is his found sister. They do everything together. Well.. her, Vaughn & Goro do everything together. They are like the 3 musketeers. Nothing could pull them apart, they'd die for each other.

Vaughn hates sweets, specifically cake after a bad experience with it. He likes certain hard candies.. jolly ranchers are his favorite, but he hates any desert foods.

He's bisexual, but leans more towards men. He tells people he's gay, cos once he and Goro became a couple he realized he'd most likely never go back to women ever again, or any other men tbh.

His last fling with a woman was Meredith Stout. And he will tell you straight up.. "That shit was so good." xD

He's one of the most caring, empathetic, loving, and friendliest mercs you will ever come across. He will do anything for anyone, and is known to a lot of people as a teddy bear cos of how loving he is. His hugs are addicting, and he gives amazing advice to those who ask, and it's why so many are lucky to have him around. With all he's been through, the fact he still puts others first is why people love him so much. He thinks it's the bare minimum and everyone should show compassion and kindness, even though lots don't show it. But he'll fill that gap and do it all on his own, people need it. :)

[italiangothicwriteblr]

Nova, Enrico, Leonidas and Leonora for the latest ask game!

Hey! Thanks for the ask!!

Nova

—The most important thing about her is that she doesn’t want to die, but she’s also not terribly concerned with preserving her own life. She’s accepted since she was old enough to understand that the circumstances she was born in place her at extreme risk, but instead of trying to minimize the risk she lives. Like she’s accepted that sooner or later her luck will run out and she’ll be killed, and she refuses to waste her life hiding. Being alive but not actually having a life doesn’t appeal to her at all, she takes the things she wants even if they’re dangerous. One quote I have in my notes is “they’ll get me eventually, but they’ll find me having a great time and doing everything I ever dreamed of, not cowering in a corner.”

—She’s incredibly ruled by her emotions. She’s got a strong moral code that she tries to live by and hold others to, but an emotional appeal can make the whole thing go out the window. Someone she loves can easily get second, third, fourth chances.

—She actually has no desire to tell her secret. Like of course she wishes things were different and she didn't have to hide but there's no "oh I really wish I could be honest with the people I love". She doesn't feel any guilt about lying because she feels like its her only option.

--She's jaded and she can be self-centered but at her core she cares. She can be relentless when going after what she wants but one of the things she wants most is to help people. She'd risk exposing herself if she thought she could save even one person.

--She likes having power. She may not actively seek it out but she also doesn't run from it, if she hadn't been born with magic it's entirely possible she would have thrived as a Count's daughter.

Enrico

--He's an absolute grade-A dumbass, we all know this, but my rule when writing him is that everything he does has to make perfect sense to him. I have to be able to completely trace why he thought this particular course of action would help him achieve his goal. Yes even marrying Nero.

--He will always solve problems with violence first and talking second. People remember violence

--Almost everything he does in the TTH era is somehow motivated by his guilt. By this point his base personality has been completely swallowed up by his devotion to fixing what he broke.

--Related to that, he'll do almost anything for someone who was hurt by the war because he blames himself. This can be exploited.

--Everything that happened to him was so improbable that he believes in fate, but a cruel version of fate. His basic outlook on the world is that the deck is stacked against him.

Leonidas

--This man is only on the right side of history because of extreme luck. He would do anything and ally with anyone to keep his social standing. He once drank liquid tantalum and almost died trying to get rid of his magic he's committed.

--A big thing about him is that he's okay with using unjust laws when they benefit him: like the time he and Nic frame Nero's brother for sorcery to clear his name, rather than using his standing to try and change the law

--He's from abroad and almost immediately suppresses his culture to fit in at the Circian court, and he gets really sensitive when anyone brings up where he came from

--He has so, so much confidence because if he lets his mask slip for even a second he'll devolve into insecurity and become useless.

--He would genuinely rather have died then survive without his throne.

Leonora

--Motherly devotion but not in a nice way. She will burn down the world for her children even if they don't ask. Especially if they don't ask. She views them as an extension of herself, even the ones she adopted

--Her mother told her about the blood curse on them when she was young, ever since then her approach to it has been "I'm taking everyone else down with me". Except Attilio, that's why she never married him

--Incredibly rebellious towards the status quo. Her father is a notorious criminal but she was never ashamed of it, relished the chance to learn from him. She's more proud of his name than her mother's old aristocratic bloodline.

--Her moral compass is more "how do I hurt people who deserve it" than "how do I avoid hurting people" and that informs a lot about her. She holds grudges for incredibly long periods of time

--Adept at navigating both court culture and criminal culture, fits in anywhere because of who her parents were

[itsjustmorganassims]

My name is Maryanne Amich

I grew up out on the furthest farm from town in Chestnut Ridge. I've got six brothers and sisters, two horses, three barn cats, half a dozen chickens and one mean old sow named Mable. She ain't afraid to bite the hand that feeds her and daddy says she can get away with it on account she's so old. Daddy says she's the oldest cow in Mercer County. Been keeping us in milk supply long as I can remember-- daddy too. And Johnny.

Johnny's the oldest, see, then comes Sara Beth and Laura, then Jacob, then comes me, then Zachariah and Abraham. and if there's one thing I know it's if Johnny says somethin is true then you best believe it. "That boy ain't told one lie his whole life and you can take that all the way to the church, Maryanne" mama told me more times I can count. So if Johnny says Mable the oldest sow still milkin in Mercer county then I recken you can take that all the way to the church too.

Johnny would know better than anybody about that even if he was a liar. Better than anybody 'cept daddy I guess. Johnny been taking care of the farm since he could walk. Mama says Johnny used to spend all day following daddy around while he worked. Feeding the chickens, milking Mable, brushin the horses. Even in the field's whether daddy was sowin or weedin or waterin or harvestin there'd be Johnny toddlin along behind him tryna help.

"Johnny's born for this ranch, and he'll die for it too one day" mama told me one time when I asked how come Johnny ain't moved out yet and find a wife.

I was askin on account that everybody else got married moved out and was havin babies cept Johnny. Well and me. That's what started the whole conversation. Mama was instructin me on my piano one afternoon and I got a bit of an attitude with her on account that it was a specially hot day and I'd rather have been on a ride with Betsy or sitting down by the pond writin'.

Anyway, mama rapt my fingers with the yardstick she kept by the front door and it stung bad, but not as bad as what she told me.

"Maryanne you'll never find you a husband playing with fingers like that." says Mama

"What if I don't wanna husband and babies?" I says

"You like eatin? Having a roof over your head when it rains? Wood in the hearth when its cold and snowin? Look round you Maryanne, you like what you see? 'Cause I do. And I only got it all 'cause I got me a husband kind enough to give it to me. And you'll do the same one day."

To me that was the day I grew up. See Johnny is the oldest and he never done nothin cept what mama wanted him to do. He worked the farm with daddy till daddy couldn't no more and then took over. He's the one that arranged Sarah Beth and Laura's husbands too. Sarah Beth and Laura are twins. They came next after Johnny and you'll never find two twins more different in the whole world I think.

Laura was the first one to leave home. As much as I hated the idea of a husband and babies Laura was obsessed with it. She'd do anything The Watcher asked her to do. She'd read The Holy Book cover to cover more than any of us, more than mama I think even. So I guess she'd know it better enough to say what He wants from us.

Laura was just 15 when she married Cooper and moved into his parents house. They only stuck around on account that it's against the law for people under 18 to live on their own apparently. Daddy says we dont' gotta worry about it on account that we follow the Watcher's Law not the nations. Still Cooper's family must of disagreed. They moved out though once the babies came. Laura and Cooper had twins first which mama says cause it runs in the family. Two boys then they had a baby girl--Hyacinth. She's about as cute as can be. I always wanted a baby sister so I get to pretend with Hyacinth whenever mama let's me go over there.

But then you got Sarah Beth. She never wanted nothin in her whole life but to be a champion rider. Soon as she figured out how to put dirt under her feet and walk across it she was beggin Johnny for rides on Betsy--Johnny's horse. When she turned 8 Johnny sold his favorite paintin to get Sarah Beth her horse, Penny.

Sarah Beth loved ridin. But she loved anything outside. Mama used to have to drag her in to do her inside chores. That's a woman's work mama would say, you gotta learn woman's work so you'll make a good wife.

Sarah Beth would grumble bout it but she wanted to make a good wife so she'd do it fast as can be then she'd be back outside. Climbing a tree or skating on the pond or most often riding Penny. When she got to be about sixteen daddy done broke her heart tellin her she wasn't to compete. Said that wasn't ladylike of her, it was childish and she ought to grow up now.

I knew it must o hurt her cause Sarah Beth didn't even cry. She just said 'Yes Daddy' and went straight to her room. But I think she cry'd about it that night. She was standing at the door of the barn and I guess she must o been telling Penny goodbye, cause she came back all puffy eyed and Sarah Beth never once rode Penny again. She married Mr. Grover the next fall and moved into the big house on the hill.

After them all I've got left are brothers. Next comes Jacob he's a wild card mama says. He's the first one allowed to go to school 'nstead of just doin work here at home. He's real big into his studies. He likes to learn a lot, but mama had to beat the learning out of him when he got too old for it. According to mama a boy ought not to know too much lest he be annoying company. So she pulled him outta school round the same time baby Hyacinth was due to be born and he started helping Johnny on the farm.

Jacob don't like the farm. He told me so himself. Jacob was the first one to tell me the secrets about The Watcher. How he ain't really real and if he ain't real you don't gotta do what he say. He scared me so good when he said that. Felt like The Watcher himself was gonna come down and set him straight. I prayed for Jacob for days after that. I was so scared I almost told Mama. But I'm more scared of Mama than the watcher so after a few days nothin happenin' I started to think he might be okay.

He started tellin me more and more about life in the town and science and stuff. Showin me all the stuff the holy book got wrong. Tellin me how other people don't live this way. How regular kids are goin to school, girls too not just the boys. And how they don't gotta get married till they grown and only if they wanna.

One night Jacob tells me he gotta surprise for me. So we took Penny out and rode into town and he takes me way out to the otherside of town where there's all these cars parked together sittin facin a big white sheet hung up between two wooden posts. I asked what we was doin there for and he just shushed me and laid a blanket he brought from home out. When it got dark enough everyone got real quiet and suddenly the sheet lit up with pictures.

That was the first time I saw a movie. After the movie was over Jacob tells me most people got things called TVs in their houses where they can watch all the movies they want all day long if they want. Says they got things called TV shows even, which were like shorter movies that showed new every week. I asked how he even knew about this place and he says he heard of it from Polly Parkins from school.

That summer Jacob and I snuck out with Penny every Saturday night to watch pictures at the drive ins. Sometimes we'd see Polly in her red Cadilac and Jacob would go sit in her car for a bit and leave me with Penny. I never minded it much tho cause Penny's great company and I was so focused on the story being told. Cept sometimes he'd take so long to come back the movie'd be over and there was nothing but names left and I worried mama would start to notice we're not in our beds.

I asked him once about the words on the end of the movie. He says they're called "credits" and it's everyone who helped make the movie. That nearly changed my life hearin that. I couldn't believe it took that many people. That's when I started paying attention during the credits. I tried to read as many names as I could and see if I could remember em all. Then I started bringing my journal and writing em down.

Jacob once asked me why I was doin all that and I says cause they worked real hard and deserve to be remembered for it. And I hesitated cause I thought he was gonna laugh at me but then I found some courage and told him it was also cause I wanted that to be my name up there someday.

Jacob didn't laugh though. He just knelt down and put his hand on my shoulder and got real serious and says "if that's what you wanna do then we gonna make it happen, Maryanne. You and me. One of us oughtta make it out this damn town and its likely better you than me. So if its the last thing I do before meeting old grim then I'll make sure your name's up on that screen"

Sad enough that Jacob couldn't keep good on his promise. I don't blame him for none of it that followed though. Not one bit. More than anything I felt sorry for him.

It wasn't that night at the drive in we got caught but a couple weeks later. Mama caught us sneakin in an asked where we been. Jacob, bless his soul he didn't even try to lie. Maybe cause he knowd he'd never get away with it, maybe cause he was feelin brave after spending time with Polly that night.

I overheard him one time leavin Polly's car, he'd leaned down and cupped her face real gentle and said "you make me brave Polly Parkins." I thought he was gonna kiss her after that like in the movies but he didn't. He just looked at her and she looked at him and smiled the saddest smile I ever saw.

See, Polly looked at Jacob the way Johnny looks at the lame sheep at the market bein sold half off. Like he's sad for their existence. he'd like to take em home and give em a good life if they weren't so much work for nothin in return. But Jacob looked at Polly the way baby Hyacinth looks at you when you play keep-away with her toy bear.

It's her favorite game and she trusts you that you'll always give it back. So when you hide it behind your back she just laughs and laughs. and her eyes light up when she sees that bear coming back to her and she looks at you like you're the whole world.

So maybe it was on account that he saw Polly that night or maybe it was all the school teaching him science and taking him away from The Watcher or maybe Jacob was just finally tired enough but that night when Mama asked where we'd been he told her right.

I never saw Mama so mad. Not when Sarah Beth ask can she please wear pants to ride Penny stead of skirts. Not when Zachariah brought one of the barn cats in an hid her under his bed. Not even I told her I wasn't playin piano no more.

Thing about Mama is she's a quiet mad. So once she sent me to my room I didn't hear nothin that she says to Jacob about us bein out. Later she come in an gave me my whooping for lying and sneakin out. Then she did something I never will forget and still don't really understand. Mama hugged me and told me she sorry. Says she's sorry Jacob was takin advantage of me and sorry I'd seen so many nasty things that a lady ought not see. She told me it was gonna be alright.

I didn't say nothing cause I knew better than to admit that I was having fun. That Jacob wasn't taking advantage and I wanted to go with him to see the movies.

The next day mama had me sit and read scripture all day long and mama sat with me. Johnny was working in the field and daddy left for a few hours and when he came back he had Zachariah and Abraham, come home from school. Says they won't be going back. I kept askin where's Jacob but mama just keep reading scripture.

A week later mama sits us all down at dinner and says Jacob's getting married. At first I was excited cause I was thinking he got to marry Miss Polly, but then mama says her cousin Elizabeth is coming up from the valley and bringing her niece--Abigail and Abigail is gonna marry Jacob soon as they get here.

I turned 15 the day Jacob and Abigail had their first baby-Esther. I remember holding that baby, so tiny and warm and red. and seeing my Jacob three years my senior and looking so much more. Watching him look at that baby the way Polly used to look at him and I told myself I wasn't never gonna die in that town. One of us oughtta get out and it was best to be me.

That's how come I got to writing this today. Cause today is the first day in my own apartment, all by myself. Jacob couldn't help me on account of being too busy with his Abigail and his Esther but Johnny of all people came round. He's the one that stole the wine daddy'd been hoardin and sold it for me. Gave me the keepsake box mama'd been making and helped me buy my bus ticket.

"you get goin and don't look back Maryanne you hear?" Johnny said. I nodded to him and that was the last time I saw him or anyone from Chestnut ridge. I moved out here to the big city of Del Sol Valley and got me an apartment on account of Polly's aunt happens to be the owner.

But all that only happened on account of what happened that Christmas and that's a story for another day. So I'll just finish it off here with the picture we took the Spring Jacob got pulled outta school. We started going to the drive-ins the following summer.

Laura and Sara Beth moved out by then but that's me in the middle. Mama and Daddy on the ends hold Zachariah and Abraham. then there's Johnny next to his best friend in the whole world, Betsy.

[benadryltarantula]

Biami Dice, Episode, uh, whatever +1

I think I missed some stuff, but let's sum it up real quick!

After an interesting hunt, the source of JOOCE was discovered to be the large, bovine ghost of a streamer. JOOCE came from her... her penis. No matter, she was defeated anyway and our Angels earned some downtime. Aside from blowing some steam off, Beverly pissed the ghost of Socrates off enough via turning a philosophy club for amoral rich twenty somethings into a budding cult of personality that he'll be a surprise tool for later.

Fast forward a couple days and the Angels are contacted by the energy drink company Blondester to investigate the untimely bludgeoning of their CEO/founder, Jeremy Blonde. The Angels were sought due to the company contacting a psychic upon hearing the news and getting assurance a ghost was responsible. It was also revealed that his wound contained ectoplasm and a house known to be haunted was on the same street. Milk was there too so they have a friendly npc to bully.

The first step the players decided on was questioning the psychic, a man with a ling complicated name i don't feel like repeating. Rather than simply shake him down for info, the Angels wanted hard proof that this man could really sense the unsensible; naturally, they asked him to tell them dark secrets about themselves that not even they knew. Milk found the idea of fortune telling abhorrent and stayed outside.

I rolled on the Necronica memory fragment tables as they received palm readings.

Beverly, "hug": It was revealed that upon graduating High School, Beverly was very nearly overwhelmed by suppressed romantic desire for her friend Kimi as they hugged and went their separate ways. Beverly ended up consumed by thoughts on how to deal with her apparent latent homo/bisexuality.

Meryl, "enhancement": It was revealed that Meryl was born blind. Before she could form lasting memories, her parents spend everything they had and took on massive debt to fix her eyes via experimental hyperlaser treatments as Mr. Beast hadn't been invented yet. (Note, remember to make a Mr. The Beast ghost for later) Meryl became wracked with guilt over this revelation.

Melanie, "closet": Melanie was reluctant to have her secret read, but was convinced when she was told she could have it whispered to her. It was revealed that Melanie was terrified of something in her closet as a child, never actually opening it. Whatever she was afraid of is real, and it's coming. (Retroactively, Melanie is now responsible for setting the events of the demon Pashmina's arrival.)

Convinced, they were told the ghosts were a pair of envious spirits in a pink chariot. Immediately, they figured that the promotional dancers from the JOOCE concert were behind it, now they just had to find them.

Milk assured Beverly God doesn't care if you eat pussy if you have one and they decided to investigate the haunted house next. It turns out that it's just a single mom's house with generic 'things aren't where I left them' hauntings, but we'll see if they find anything else out next week!

[sailorwritesstuff]

Just casual Madrigal Family headcanons because I can. (And I can't stop thinking about this family)

This might be a part one if I think of more

cool kid camilo >>>> he gets invited to parties all the time.

Antonio always ask his new animals their names before anything else. And sometimes he'll forget that his family members can't also talk to the animals so they don't know their names. And he'll just be like "yeah so Tony told me the other day-" and they're "like who the fuck is Tony???"

Luisa enjoys knitting.

Pepa's comfort food is anything that is insanely spicy.

And she gets a good laugh out of it when Felix and Camilo try her food because they're big cry babies and can't handle the spice

This one is kind of canon?? But Alma talks to her husband's photo whenever something big happens to the family like whenever they find out someone is pregnant.

Bruno is on the asexual spectrum and gay, and when I say gay I mean like has never even thought about a woman that way type gay. This man has never felt the touch of a woman. and I feel like he would have sex with this partner if it's something they wanted to do but he would not specifically seek it out.

Dolores can hear when people are pregnant after a certain amount of time and she always smiles when she hears the little heartbeat for the first time.

Isabela Is a lesbian.

Not in like a weird sexual way but Camilo has thought about what would happen if he turned into a pregnant woman?? It's just something he thought about.

Luisa is unlabeled. Why? Because I don't like how people look at her and saw that she was masculine and said yeah that's a lesbian before the movie even came out. 😐

Dolores really likes sitting by running water

Julieta actually really hates cooking. She enjoyed it a lot as a child and as she grew up but now that she's older making so much food in the heat of the stove and oven drives her crazy.

speaking of Julieta It also drives her crazy when Bruno throws salt in the house. He's done it since they were children and she always has to clean up the mess. "suficiente con la sal, Bruno!!!"

Pepa was really cautious with Bruno holding her babies It made him very depressed. but Julieta let him hold all her babies. Bruno and Mirabel could be found passed out in Isabela's garden very often.

Antonio has bad eczema and sensitive skin (and mirabel was the first one to notice)

Bruno has nicknames for all of the kids.

he calls Isabella honeybee And it drives her crazy because in Spanish its "miel de abeja" And she doesn't think it's a cute nickname.

Dolores is Lolita because that's a common name for women named Dolores.

Luisa used to be called princesa when she was little but now that she's much taller than him Bruno figured she wouldn't like it so he took the calling her kid/niña until one day he slipped up and called her princesa again and she cried because she thought it was nice

Camilo is Camaleón or miel marrón, Because when he was born the first thing Bruno noticed about him was how pretty his brown eyes were

Mirabel is Mariposa

Antonio was just pequeño until he got his gift in which bruno affectionately took to calling him Tarzan

mirabel gets a dog after they rebuild The house she figured he would keep her company and she named him Prophet. (Bruno is terrified to look into Prophets future He doesn't want to see his mariposa sad because her dog died)

The Triplets pass notes to each other at events where they're not allowed to talk. like weddings, church, whenever their mamá is talking. they've done it since they were young and they continue doing it even though they're 50.

Felix and Agustin go on trips together sometimes and now that Bruno is back they take him with.

Felix has a giant baby albums of all three of his children. They're like the size of a Harry Potter novel. 😰

Pepa is one of those wine aunts Because it helps relax her nerves

speaking of Pepa all three of her babies were c-sections because if she was awake during her pregnancy it literally would have caused her hurricane

Camilo can copy the rest of his family's powers when he turns into them. they simply just doesn't tell anybody because it'll mean extra work and she simply not about that 😕

Antonio has a pet opossum and it hates Agustin for some reason

Casita gives the family members random pretty rocks when they're sad. No one really knows where it gets them. But they are shiny so most of the family keeps them.

Camilo uses All pronouns But literally will cry if you call them a girlfriend. No one really understands it not even him They just like it that way.

Bruno named his rats. The main three that are always on him are named Rosita, Mateo, and Pedro (after his father) He thought Rosita thought was a boy for almost a week before he realized it was a girl rat. Her name used to be Alejandro.

after everything that happened the blue Madrigal kid's (Isabella Luisa and Mirabel) set aside at least an hour a week to sit and talk with each other

and the yellow Madrigal kids ( Dolores Camilo and Antonio) will crash in Dolores's room for a sleepover because its sound proof

when Isabela finally gets a girlfriend Camilo is actively just as annoying as when she was getting engaged. "ISABELA YOUR GIRLFRIENDS HERE!"

But it's fine because she got back at him when he started crushing on someone from town.

Pepa and Camilo do yoga as mommy/son bonding.

Alma won't tell you this but her favorite is Antonio.

Bruno really wishes he got the chance to have kids at least one. But now he's 50 and he doesn't think he could do it.

Pedro (Alma's husband) really liked jazz. I don't know why he just has a jazz face.

Felix and Antonio snore.

Dolores used to listen to Bruno's telenovelas and sometimes they made her cry.

Camilo, Mirabel, Antonio, and Isabella have a D&D group and Isabella is DM. All three of them were sworn to secret because she doesn't want people to think she's a nerd.

Alma really likes bread. It's like her own little secret. It's not that she's ashamed about it It's just she doesn't talk about it.

Antonio is really good at braiding hair. scary good. no one knows where he learned it.

Camilo acts out dramas by himself sometimes when he's bored.

final one for now. on Sundays the whole family cooks together to give Julieta a break.

[terry-perry]

Could you write a single mum/plus sized reader with the moon boys, meeting for the first time and she has low self esteem? I’d very much appreciate it ^^ I love how you write them :3

Steven came to work as he normally did. Keeping a good pace to lower the risk of Donna getting at him for being late again. He really needed to find something to help with his sleepwalking. He's basically become more zombie than human as he mindlessly wanders about to who knows where doing who knows what. The chain wasn't being much help either, it seemed. He still wound up somewhere somehow.

After sharing his usual pleasantries with J.B., he was welcomed by someone else. This was a new change of pace as he looked down to found a young toddler boy seated on the floor in the middle of the museum. Sweet little thing in his own little world as patrons paid him no mind. Steven jogged over to him right away.

"Hey little man! What are you doing on the floor there?"

He was about to pick the kid up until he saw someone approach them. He froze, staring at a distraught woman on the verge of tears coming their way. She was a pretty one, even in such a distressed state. The young boy caught sight of her and held his arms up, his way of asking her to pick him up.

"Gregory! I'm so sorry! Oh my god!"

Right away, she lifted him off the floor and gave him a good snuggle. Something to soothe them both. She was too invested in having her boy back in her arms to notice Steven. He couldn't look away, for some reason. He offered her a sympathetic smile.

"I take it he's yours," he told her.

"Yeah, he's a little explorer. Likes to wander off. Have to keep a close eye on him."

"I can imagine," he turned his attention to the toddler, back in his mother's arms. "Like to give your mother a fright, don't you?"

"Keeps me on my toes," she giggled. She returned Steven's smile as she looked back at him. Making full eye contact with her got his heart beating a bit. She was very pretty. Where was her partner?

"Sure you and your husband do what you can to try to keep this guy out of trouble, huh?"

Smooth, Steven. Smooth.

"No husband," she responded. "Gregory's dad isn't really in the picture."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to imply anything."

Real smooth, Steven.

But she kept on smiling, not seeming affected by what he said.

"No need to apologize. It wasn't anything bad. Expected. It's just us, and that's how we like it."

Steven smiled back then, offering it to both her and her little one who gave him a small wave as he babbled. Friendly little guy.

"Thank you for stopping for him," she said then.

"No problem," he smiled back at her.

Their eyes connected again as they kept smiling. She broke it then.

"Well, bye," she quickly walked away in the opposite direction, much to Steven's disappointment. He didn't want to think he came on too strong or felt it had been too inappropriate to inquire about the kid's dad. At least they're in the museum, so maybe he'll be able to see them again when they leave.

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Y/N turned her head back to check out the guy she talked to. She's so stupid, she didn't even bother to get his name or tell him hers. It's just as well. No guy that cute would want to bother with a single mom, let alone one like her.

He must've thought she was a train wreck with how she could barely handle her son. Probably also thought she wasn't in the best shape to take care of him. It was one of the reasons Zach left her, after all. She never got her figure back after Gregory was born, and he felt neglected when she placed more focus on their boy.

Well, she didn't need a man like him anyway. But she couldn't help but look back at the other guy. He was at the gift shop now, working the register. She shouldn't try to start anything, but there wouldn't be any harm stopping by before leaving. Gregory might life a Taweret plushie or some chocolate that looked like scarab beetles.

[deviousdemonzzz]

Hihi! Just found your blog and I absolutely adore it! Your aesthetic is like WOW

If I may request a yandere!Asmodeus fic with a female mc that would be great. If you could include dumbfication and spit, even better! Maybe marking and monster fucking? I hope it's not too much to ask.

Thanks in advance, have a lovely day!

𖤐 — 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐀𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁! 𝐒/𝐨

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: I saw the words "Yandere Asmodeus" and I immediately became interested. Yan! Asmo definitely treats his darling like a precious little doll that he can dress up and pamper. Just tell him how much you love him and he'll do ANYTHING for you. Anyways - thank you so much for the compliment and the request! I hope that this is what you were looking for. And I apologize for the wait! Personal stuff gets in the way sometimes y'know?

𝐂𝐖: NSFW, Yandere, Obsessive behavior, Non-sexual infantilization, Monster fucking, Spitting, Marking, Biting, Dumbification, Aphrodisiac, Dubcon-ish...yeah, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

𖤐 — 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬? 🕯

Yandere! Asmodeus who can't stop thinking about you no matter how desperately he may try. Textbooks are riddled with your name, declarations of love for you are carved onto the walls and the wood of his vanity, food and water only touch Asmodeus' lips if you have touched it beforehand, even the gallery on Asmo's phone and photo albums (usually dedicated to just pictures of himself) are now filled with nothing but you. Gifts? the narcissistic 5th born practically smothers you with them. His time? Just say the word and Asmodeus is by your side. Feeling down? Don't worry, Asmodeus is the first to reach you for his amber eyes are always watching you from afar, waiting for the moment that you'll look his way and run into his open arms. His heart and soul? Take whatever is left! It's yours!

Yandere! Asmodeus who can handle anything but the thought of you with someone else. Someone who would cling to you and laugh with you and smile at you and kiss you. More jealousy than blood would run through Asmodeus' veins at just the thought of it, pink and green nails always dangerously close to breaking skin as he'd claw worriedly at the nearest surface at the mere possibility of you being stolen away from him and his charming advances. But, Asmodeus is not a monster, he would convince himself, he would give you many chances to love him, his smile always being the first and last thing you'd see during the day when he would inevitably hide you away from prying eyes, a glorious cage surrounding you as if you were a rare and special bird that could and would only sing for Asmodeus. “Don’t cry, angel,” he’d coo, soft hands and manicured nails caressing the skin that chains had managed to turn sore and raw, “you have me. Isn’t that enough?”

Yandere! Asmodeus who treats you like a special little doll. Ribbons, bows, and outfits that showed enough skin to make you embarrassed would be lovingly placed on you, Asmodeus reminding you to just sit and still and be good ringing in your ears as he'd dress you in any way he liked. Makeup and skin care products would be applied to your skin, your hair would never go un-styled, and rose-scented baths would become almost routine, for there was no greater joy to Asmodeus than walking into his room and seeing you so obedient and so dolled up just for him. But, much like a doll, Asmodeus would also treat you as something fragile, something that would break at even the smallest amounts of pressure. Feeding yourself? What if you choke! Asmodeus should feed you instead. Carrying something? But oh darling what if you get hurt! Just let Asmodeus carry it for you. Drinking tea? What if it's too hot! Better let Asmodeus blow on it for you. Brushing your own teeth? Just let Asmodeus do it for you just this once and he'll stop crying over it, he promises!

Yandere! Asmodeus who knows that you can't resist how his aphrodisiac-infused spit makes you feel. Teeth will clash and your lips will risk the chance of becoming swollen and bruised at the force of which Asmodeus will kiss you, tongue entwining with yours until his amber eyes gleam at the way you're squeezing your thighs and rolling your little hips into his own. “Hehe, you look so cute,” Asmodeus would breathe, hands already reaching to rip away your clothes and reveal the cute lingerie that he had put on you earlier that morning, “I’m the only person you need. So, just let me make you feel good, okay?”

Yandere! Asmodeus who tells you that he knows you can handle the length and thickness of his demon cock, delicious ridges and all. Soft hands will be quick to fold you into any position they desire, amber eyes raking over you like a beast staring down prey as Asmodeus would rub the tip of his cock teasingly against your cunt. "Beg for it- tell me how much you need me," Asmodeus would gasp, hips already desperately trying not to hump into your wet heat and fuck you dumb like he knows you want him to deep, deep down.

Yandere! Asmodeus who never fails to tell you how cute you look fucked brain-dead on his cock, his words of praise desperate and muffled as he would say them between nipping and licking at your skin. "Feel that?" he'd hum, hands reaching up to apply pressure on the bulge his cock made in your stomach "Only I can make you feel like this, right? Right!?" and once Asmodeus would see you nod dumbly to his questions, already too tired and under his influence to say no, he would be quick to smile, his cute fangs practically gleaming as he would reward you with sloppy kisses filled with aphrodisiac. "Good girl, just don't pass out yet, okay? I still want to play with you some more."

You gave a startled yelp when Asmodeus’ soft hands grabbed at your hips suddenly, the skilled appendages spinning you over so that you lay across your front. Your breath caught in your throat at the swift movement, mind taken aback by the effortless strength Asmodeus possessed. Your mouth opened to speak but was silenced  just as quickly as hands then positioned you up onto your hands and knees. From this position you couldn’t see Asmodeus but you could feel him, his ominous and large presence settling at your back like a mountain. You were too vulnerable like this. Too open and powerless. 

Heat surged through you at how animalistic and primal the two of you must have looked with the avatar of lust mounted up behind you, like you were some kind of bitch in heat. A fist clenched around your throat and you gasped, your head being pushed down until your face was buried against silk sheets, your ass listed and completely at Asmodeus’ mercy. Fear surged down your spine, causing you to tremble. You whimpered, uncertainty growing within you. Maybe giving in to Asmodeus’ constant begging for your time wasn't a good idea after all…In fact, part of you couldn’t even remember how exactly you ended up like this, so bare and desperate.

It had only started with an invitation, an innocent one at that, that much you remember. All day your D.D.D seemed to have rang and buzzed with notifications of messages from the 5th born, all of them asking - no, begging - for just a fraction of your time. 

[Asmobaby]: 

Come on, just one night, please? ;( 

You’re not spending another day with stupid Mammon, are you? It’s not fair! 

Hellooo?

Don’t ignore me. 

I promise you won’t regret it! I even have a surprise for you! ♡

So please? Say yes? 

Some of the texts had been strange, unnerving even, but by the time your phone had buzzed for the umpteenth time, you had agreed to spend the night with Asmodeus. A self-care night. A special night, Asmodeus called it, a winky-face and heart following the text like always. But, it wasn’t until you were bombarded with the taste of cherry-flavored chapstick against your lips and strong, heart covered arms that held you against the door that you knew something was wrong. “Asmodeus!” you had gasped, head still reeling from the suddenness of which pink-tinted horns and unfurled black wings had greeted you, “What are you doing!?”. However, your question had not been answered, instead it was smothered in the form of a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss, a giggle of “just relax, cutie” being the only response you received before Asmodeus’ tongue continued to messily entwine with yours. 

An explosion of heat began to bloom in your belly then, quickly spreading out until your entire body was burning with it. Your mind went completely blank at the sensation – the confusion and surprise of being forced to be treated in such a way fading first into an afterthought before disappearing altogether. Within moments, you were completely overwhelmed, unable to think, unable to reason. Your cunt was pulsing, hot and slick up against the confines of your bottoms, wanting to be exposed and be touched, to be stroked, fucked, anything, anything at all. And before you knew it you were face down on Asmodeus’ bed, a wild, unhinged look in his amber eyes.

“You’re mine,” Asmodeus purred, his hot breath blowing against your nape as he hunched over you from behind. “Promise me. Come on, I want to hear you say it.” Something rough and thick prodded against the entrance of your pussy then, seeking entry. You froze, head whipping around to try and grasp the speed of what was happening around you. But it was too late–The tip of Asmodeus' cock already breached your walls, sliding in, stretching you. You cried out at the burn it caused, hips wiggling to ease the pain of the unusual pink and precum covered head entering you so suddenly. Asmodeus gripped your hips from behind, bracing against you. Preparing. You clenched your eyes shut, your body bracing for him to begin fucking you, hard and fast - he seemed the type who liked it rough after all. You reached back blindly, trying to grab for Asmodeus, to push him back. "Wait, hold on," you breathed in alarm, "It's too much! You're too big!" Yet even as you pleaded the words, your body seemed to delight in the feeling of every single movement.

Your muscles clamped around him, sucking him in deeper even though your mind panicked at his inhuman size, each ridge that sunk into you causing you to shake and gasp. Asmo's mouth found your ear, his voice strained as he panted and moaned sweet nothings, his image of being sweet and gentle suddenly diminishing right before you as his hips stuttered with lust. "Promise me!" the demon reminded you again, his voice demanding yet so temptingly sweet “I know you love me, so why won’t you just say it?” “You aren’t thinking about anyone else, right?” “Just me? Only me?” “I don’t need to fuck the thought of every other man out of your head, do I?” “Will you tell me you love me then!?”  One after another, questions flew at you so fast that you could hardly process them, fear slowly emerging once again within the pit of your gut only to quickly be diminished by the throb of Asmodeus’ cock that in one smooth movement, slid all the way into you until fully seated to the hilt. You screamed, stretched to the maximum, unable to do anything except accept him and moan. When he drew himself out again, you could hear the wet sucking noise your joined bodies made, your wetness coating his length all the way to the inhumanly thick base. In and out Asmodeus buried himself, roughly, almost desperately, as if he had finally pushed away all his remaining self-control and human-like qualities. Still fully behind you, his hips slapping up against your ass.

Delirious, you whined and pleaded indistinguishable words to him. Trying to push your weight back against him, wanting more, needing more. Asmodeus moaned at the feeling, his fangs scraping against your shoulder blade, nipping the skin gently. "Hehe, feels good doesn’t it?” Asmodeus questioned, fingers travelling nice and slow, leaving red marks in their wake as they traveled down to the V between your thighs, your sudden squeals of overstimulation doing nothing but creating more welts against your skin as Asmodeus’ skilled fingers suddenly began brushing against the hard nub of your clit as your eyes closed and your cheeks flushed. “I knew you’d love it, Darling” He coo’d “Who knew you’d look so cute all drunk on my special little kisses~” 

You wanted to respond then, to ask Asmodeus what he was talking about, but you could not, for the orgasm that ripped through you had you screaming into the blankets. Your cries echoing around the room as your pussy contracted around his hard flesh. Another climax followed, and then another. Each one stronger and more mind-shattering than the last, but never once did Asmodeus falter in his pace. Sure and confident, he took everything from you. Every little moan, whimper, spasm and plea. A firm hand fell upon your back, pressing down, making you arch so he could go deeper still. Demanding more.

Every nerve was on fire. Your body was so sensitive and raw that you didn't know how much more you could take from him. Completely lost, you looked up over your shoulder to him. Asmodeus' tall shape loomed above you, his back hunched like a wild beast in rut as his wings flared out behind him, his glowing eyes almost completely covered by his champagne-colored hair that fell in untidy strands. "I promise," you whispered to him, encouraging him. Brain too far gone to want anything but the pleasure that cascaded over you. You tried to remember what used to turn your ex's on during sex, of what used to make them wild in hopes that it would do the same for Asmodeus. "I want you to cum inside of me. I want you to, please!" So many emotions flashed across Asmodeus' face in that moment, his bright and fiery amber eyes opening wide as you begged. Surprise. Amusement. Lust. A hint of vulnerability. And then starkly cruel determination.

Asmodeus' eyes became deadly then, his pupils morphing into nothing more than a tiny dot, narrowed with dark intent and hunger. You wriggled, taken by surprise only for Asmodeus' entire length to plunge into you, finally and completely breaking the unknown barrier between your hearts and your bodies. His weight settled upon you, pinning you down, offering you no mercy. His sharper teeth clashed against the skin of your shoulder, breaking the delicate skin despite how often the demon whined that no harm should come to it. For what seemed like an age, he refused to let you breathe, to let you move or think. You were completely captured by him, relying on him for air and life itself.

His hips took up their pace again, the raw flesh of your pussy awakening and blazing to life as Asmodeus rammed into you, grinding in deep, riding hard, taking his pleasure. Your hands gripped the sheets with strained knuckles, your fingernails digging into the fabric. Asmodeus broke away from his rough kiss on your shoulder with a snarl, practically growling in your ear. "You're mine and only mine," he warned, Asmodeus' hand reaching for and tightening at your neck as if in reprimand. "I won't let anyone else have you." "I don't care!" you gasped, arching into him. "Take me! I'm yours!"

You don't know why you said it. Or how Asmodeus shuddered at the words. Or how his cock twitched in anticipation. All you knew was that you were on the brink of falling into an abyss of euphoria, completely lost to the world and reality. If he wanted to love you like this, then you would let him. If he wanted to destroy your soul, then you would let him have that too. Asmodeus succumbed to another growl, a sound more like a wild animal than a man. 

Your legs were spread wider by powerfully strong hands, whimpers of bliss leaving your lips as Asmodeus’ demon cock drove so deep that he brushed against the neck of your womb. His shaft throbbed, growing thicker within you, stretching you further. He's was close. He was going to cum. The fact alone was enough to send you hurtling over the edge and a white-hot orgasm flashed through you again. You wailed into the room, hips jerking as your sore pussy clenched around him. Asmodeus gave a snarl in return, hissing in warning before he began to spasm inside of you, his hot semen filling your channel and leaking out to seep down the curve of your thighs.

For a moment you feared it would never end. Yet at the same time, you hoped it never did. Your walls kept contracted around him, milking him.Shaking, sweaty and half-dead to the world, you slumped back against the covers, feeling thoroughly used. Satiated.

Through the din ringing in your ears, you heard Asmodeus speak to you, soft whispering against your ear, his words incoherent yet so sweet and caring. You didn't understand a single word. However, what you did understand was the sight of chains being locked around your wrists, the cool metal against your skin shocking you back to reality. 

“Hehe, now I can play with you as much as I want. Aren’t you excited, Darling? ♡"

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