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omegle-poop-stories · 4 years

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You're chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP!

You both like pee, poop, shit, and scat.

35m, looking for a messy/naughty girl who loves to play messy

Do you accept 15 year olds? Because I am that girl~

Really?

Am I too old?

Nope

Younger than my mum actually

Because...... a very messy kinky little girl is kind of my fantasy :D

Heh well

I love roleplay and if your up for it I'll be your sexy messy naughty little maid and slut

sounds like fun. Do you mind if I ask how you go to be so kinky at such a young age?

I was kinkier when I was 7

oh?

No I didn't even know what cum was but I was into the bdsm, scat, piss, cunt slapping, soiling, diapers all that before I turned 8

omg you are like the perfect girl

(Love diapers! on "older" girls)

Did someone introduce you to it? Or you just found out that you liked messing yourself and slapping your cunt?

Hehe I actually wore diapers because of bedwetting problems but they were to expensive so I had to stop wearing

And no I just found it I guess idk how but yea

It was years ago 😂

Do you like it when you exicted older guys so much?

The guys I talked to were usually 26-30

But one guy in particular was like 37

And he was like ew he asked to see pics if me every five seconds

And even when I was out he was like "hey send me a pic of your pussy"

Anyway

sorry that he was a jerk

It's not your fault he's probably dead now it's been 6 years lol

how do you like to play exaclty.... messing (obviously) . being fucked in your mess?

do you have an ultimate fantasy?

Oh yea I like being fucked in the ass in particualr

Yes I have a fantasy

May I hear it?

Sure

I wanna be fucked till I'm numb dripping in cum, sweat and piss, I want you to whip spank and slap me till I cry then force me to hold my mess until I literally cant and I'm begging to use the bathroom if I manage to hold it for 6 days straight I am allowed to use the bathroom if not I have to go into public in ONLY my soiled panties

And after that I wanna be put in diapers and re potty trained until I learn not to mess myself

ohh... that kind of dovetails with a fantasy of mine.... fucking you after you have held in your mess so long that you wet/mess all over. Works for all three holes ;) . I also love fully clothed sex/messing (and I already mentioned diapers

do you eat/drink/swallow at all? Or just mess?

I've never tried it tbh but I mean I would love to give my mess to people

I mean if they wanted it 😂

I was more asking for something along this scenario.... I make you hold and you are sucking me (or more accuratly I am fucking your face) and you mess your diaper so I make you take it off and wrap it around my cock and continue the BJ with your dirty diaper

but that isn't for everyeone

Oh that sounds fun hehe and I suppose id do it if I was particularly horny

But not something I'd do unless someone mentioned it

i also love the idea of having you as my maid (or daughters bff or whatever reason you are in my house) and we start a kinky taboo affair where I am your daddy and you are my messy little/baby girl

like purposely "being bad" and messing yourself during a BJ and then i fuck you in your little messy ass

That sounds like a new fantasy of mine 🤭

my little taboo teenage messy mistress.... wearing things that you know will drive me crazy...

did you want to rp the build up... (which can be boring... depending on the partner) or after we have allready discovered each other?

Hmm well I think discovered each other would be fun but maybe like just coming home for tea or something with your daughter and immediately think your hot as fuck

okay we can do that. How forward do you want me to be?

Little does your daughter know I wear diapers and as soon as I walk past you notice a faint shitty smell

Maybe like touchy feely but not to forward as if to say "I love you" but maybe giving subtle hints as in letting my butt or stroking my back

Patting*

okay. anything you really really want to include (or exclude?)

Nope I'm fine with anything you are

And I don't think we need to include anything else

okay

You want to start if off given that you have the scene idea

My name will be Kira btw I'll just call you sir or mister

Sure

*she waits behind her best friend looking nervous to meet her parents as she watches the door open and catches an eye on her father, she gets shy and looks behind her making sure the smell and bulge isn't noticeable* h-hi sir *she blushes and walks past*

*I am immediately taken by you... your appearance... your shyness.... your apparently hiding your ass*. "Well hello..... I don't think we have met before, have we? Kirstin (my daughter) don't be rude.... introduce us"

*she shuffles behind Kirstin and mumbles* hi.. i-im Kira *she figured it would be easier to Introduce herself*

*Kristin rolls her eyes and shrugs you off and goes into the bathroom and closes the door... leaving you without cover* . "Hello Kira.... Why so shy? I promise I don't bite *I wink, but not in a creepy way*

*she turns away whe. She realises she's blushing again and makes a face if strain as if trying to push something out* mmh c-cause...uhm

*I step forward and gently place my hand on your back in a fatherly fashion* . "Kira you don't look like you feel well... come sit in my office" *I guide you into my office.... looking at the bulge in the back of your skirt causing the bulge in the front of my pants to grow.

"Here have a seat" I offer you a very plush chair and smile . "You really don't look well" I prompt

B-but I ... *She blushes again this time not even attempting to hide it as she sits down she hears a few crackles and crinkles she blushed harder and pushes making a face if strain again* s-sir where is your bathroom?

"Kristin is using it... " I pause looking down at you.... "Kira... is there something you want to tell me?"

N-no! Sorry I just need the bathro- mmh -om that's all *she smiles and stands up realising a noticeable brown patch on the chair cushions as she sits back down real quick* y-you know what nevermind I don't need the toilet

(from the hallway) "Dad I need to go pickup someone from the mall... is Kira okay staying here?" *I look at you with an amused stare as if to say.... 'are you going to go and let me see the brown patch...?'* . my pants growing tight as the sight of the cute little story unfolding in front of me

*she looks at him confused but she shouts to the hallway * yea I'm fine staying Kris!,

*she gets up not realising the brown patch on her skirt was even more visible as she bent over and flipped the cushion around so it wasn't noticable*

"umm... Kira..... " *I ask... in an amused tone* "You do realize that the stain isn't only on the cushion.... right?"

*she stands up straight suddenly holding her hand on her butt* w-what stain...?

*Looking in your eyes I walk straight over to you... looking down at you by the time I get there... I grab the hem of your skirt and pull it up so that you can see the brown clearly on the red... also your diaper (what kind)* . "This one silly girl... and the matching one on my cushion..... I know you are wearing a diaper *I pat it gently*... a very full diaper.... how old are you?" I ask, not in a mad or demeaning way... but in a very curious way

(medium sized adult diapers any kind) *she blushes and starts crying but not in a sad way in s more furious way as she hugs him tight only reaching to his chest she buries her face in and mumbles* 13...

*I ebrace you tightly* . "It is okay Kira.... 13 and still in diapers.... but you know you need to you the bathroom..... Interesting"

*whispering in your ear now... still embracing you* "can I tell you a secret?"

Y-yea.. *she looks up at him wiping her tears*

*helps wipe tears with thumb* "I think it is really cute when girls are still in diapers"

Then why isn't Kris in diapers...couldn't you make her wear themmm- *rethinking what she said she thought it sounded weird and creepy immediately regretting what she had said* I'm sorry I didn't mean it to come across like that *she really needed a change as a faint hissing noise came from her diaper and she blushed*

*holding you this close you feel my cock twitch as you wet* . "Well... I don't want to feel the way about my daughter as I feel for you.... and don't be embarrassed.... why do you wear?"

Well earlier I asked where the bathroom was so I could change but I don't actually know how to use a toilet, I've been potty trained but only with one of those plastic ones and never learned how to use a big one...I also feel unsafe and it's scary when I go near one as j don't know what to do with the metal thingy or the water inside

"oh babygirl.... why have you never been potty trained?" *I as... worrying about abuse*

O-oh uh..*she sighs knowing she had already told him about the diapers so why not about her parents* well..my family kinda..don't wanna... acknowledge my existence? *She giggles nervously trying to make it as a joke*

"oh babygirl....." I hold you close, starting to feel bad about starting to hit on you. "It sounds like you need someone to take care of you"

*she suddenly got an idea* c-could I come and live with you and Kris? *She said excitedly as she looked up with a huge smile on her face*

*emotions rush through me* . "I... I am not sure that is the best idea Kris...... I am not sure I could...." *I trail off... looking at the cute little diapered 13yo in front of me

*she looks disappointed as she says sadly* okay.. *she walks off into the hall to find the bathroom*

"hey hey hey" . I catch up with you.... "It is just that.... I am really attracted to you Kira... and I shouldn't be... you are 13 and I don't think I could be good"

*she blushes but fights it away* I've just met you y'know? *She crouches next to her bag and looks for the diapers* where are they? Fuck..where are they!?

*she remembers she forgot to pack them as she looked dispointed in herself as she knew she had no change of clothes or diapers now*

*she hears the front door open as Kris comes in*

(not sure where you are going with this)

(oof sorry just gonna roll with it alright?*

((Okay I will will trust you)

"Hey Kristin.... did you get your errand ran?" i ask in a disinterested way

Kristen: yea I have to get the diap- uh...groceries upstairs real quick I'll be down in a minute...and why does it smell like a pig sti

her slip up was not missed by me.... "I had mexican for lunch" I explain away after seeing the terror on your face

As she disappears upstairs.... I look at you . "Why doe smy daughter have diapers?"

Probably becauseeee her friend dared her to buy them? Or she might be using them to get boys into that online I mean that's worst case scenario but I'm not sure what else

"Oh you dared her to buy them?" I ask... half interested / half irritated. "If you want me to let you change into a clean one you will tell me why"

W-what n-noo I didn't I'm just uh guessing! I swear!

"oh I bet all the 13 year old girls are trying diapers aren't they?" I ask in mock parental agitation....

"Are you telling me that the one sexy 13yo girl who wears and uses diapers isn't the one who dared her to buy them?" (i don't notice my sexy slip)

S-sexy? *She blushed and shook her head* no I didn't

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tomboyneedshercoffee · 6 years

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Love Me Back || TMR Minho x Reader

Summary: After escaping the last city, Gally and Y/N grow closer, which leaves Minho heartbroken.

Word count: 2k

Warning: TDC SPOILERS, mentions of blood and violence, and major heartache

Author’s note: I’ve tried posting this four times and each time my computer just crashes but HERE I AM!

Thomas got up from his seat and said a quick goodbye to his friends, making his way over to Teresa who was sitting quite a distance away, looking off into the distance.

Minho stared at you longingly, contemplating on whether or not he should go up and talk to you. You were sitting next to Vince and Mary and talking to them about where the next location would be.

“ Three years Minho. You’ve liked her for three years and you haven’t made a single move,” Newt shook his head and rubbed his hands together for warmth,” what are you waiting for?”

Minho’s jaw clenched as he emptied sand from his shoe,” When the time is right.”

To say that Minho liked you was too simple, he had loved you since you pulled him out of the box. He loved the way your laugh sounded after he made a joke and he loved how you always helped the people around you even when you were exhausted.

Minho hated the feeling of falling in love with his best friend. There was never a time in his life where he didn’t have a strong attraction to you and he always wondered how different you two would be if he never liked you.

“ Now isn’t the right time? We found the Right Arm, we escaped Wicked, and we’re finally safe. I’d say this is a pretty good time,” Fry pointed out as he looked over to his friend.

Minho wasn’t too sure about anything that Frypan said- sure they found the Right Arm but he wondered if they were all actually safe. What if Wicked was closer than he thought?

“ Maybe, but I want to wait until everything calms down,” Minho sighed as he continued to stare at you.

Minho and the rest of the boys were up on a hill, looking down at the camp but even from his seat, he could still see the look of concentration you had on your face as you pointed to some spot on the map.

“ Hate to break it to you Minho but a girl like Y/N won’t be single forever,” Newt said as he put his hand on Minho’s shoulder,” you don’t meet a girl like that everyday. It’s now or never buddy.”

Minho inhaled deeply and nodded his head.

“ I guess you shanks have a point. Wish me luck,” Minho got up from his seat and brushed off his jacket.

All Minho wanted was for you to love him back as much as he loved you.

Before Minho could take another step, an explosive at the bottom of the camp went off, sending fire to spread across the ground.

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The ride was silent, the only noise coming from the hum of the berg and small rumbles of explosives coming from the city.

Your hair was matted with blood and sweat and you could feel the blood trickling down your back. You weren’t sure how you got your injury but you paid no attention to it since you felt numb.

You stared at Minho, who leaning up against the side of the berg, next to Newt’s body. He was the one who wanted to go back and retrieve Newt’s body and almost got into a fight with Jorge when he refused.

Minho had stopped crying, but his eyes were still bloodshot and his body was still shaking. You wanted nothing more than to go over there and comfort him but you didn’t want to see Newt’s corpse.

“ Y/N, you’re bleeding,” Gally said, his voice full of worry,” let me help you.”

You shook your head and swatted his hand away,” No, leave it. We need the supplies for Thomas.”

Thomas was unconscious and laying farther from Newt’s body with Brenda helping with his wounds. She was talking to him quietly, most likely to calm herself down but you could tell she was at her breaking point.

Gally ignored your comment and pulled the back of your shirt down so he could clean it. You winced as he rubbed the injury with alcohol but you were silent as he cleaned it.

“ Does anything else hurt?” Gally asked as you let out a forced laugh.

“ My heart..but it’s nothing you can solve,” You didn’t mean for it to come out in such a bitter tone but after everything that had happened, it just felt right.

Gally stopped cleaning your wound and gulped. All he wanted was to fix your broken heart but he knew it would be a while before you even considered the idea.

“ Sorry that was rude I just- I’m still in shock. I watched Newt die and I lost Teresa not even an hour ago and- and,” You took in a shaky breath and a few tears streamed down your face,” Thomas got shot and I don’t even know if he’ll make it. Minho is alive thank god b-but look at him. What if that’s not the same Minho? We all survived but we’re all dying does-does that make sense? I’m going to live with this pain for the rest of my life. I’ll always be on edge and paranoid and I’ll always have trust issues. I want that to go away.”

You looked at Minho who was still staring at Newt and you couldn’t contain your cries. You turned into Gally’s shoulder to muffle your cries and Gally’s arm held your shaking body.

“ You’re going to be fine. I promise, I’m going to help you through this. You don’t have to be afraid,” Gally’s comforting voice whispered in your ear and even though you weren’t automatically cured by his words, you did feel a bit better.

You didn’t notice, but for the first time since Newt’s body was put onto the berg, Minho’s eyes finally left Newt’s and onto yours. As if Minho couldn’t feel any worse, he saw you crying and being held by Gally.

To anyone else, it would’ve just appeared as a friend comforting someone but to Minho, it was too people who would end up together. And he wouldn’t be that person.

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You dragged a plank of wood in the sand, struggling a bit with how heavy it was.

“ Need some help babe?” Gally asked and before you could answer, Gally picked up the plank all together and put it over his shoulder.

“ Show off,” You teased as Gally leaned down and gave you a small kiss,” can you give that to Eddie? I’m going to wrap my hands real quick.”

“Yeah okay. I’ll see you in a bit?”

You nodded and made your way through the sand to the medical tent. Everyone called this place Safe Haven and even though you had only been living here for two months, it already felt like home.

Your feet sank in the sand as you walked across the beach but you stopped in your tracks when you saw Minho, staring at the water with his hands in his pockets.

You smiled and made your way over to him,” Hey shank, whatcha doing?”

Minho snapped out of his thoughts and turned his head over to you, smiling weakly,” Nothing, just thinking.”

“ Thinking about what?” You ask as you playfully bump into him.

“About how much I love you,” Minho thought to himself,” You shouldn’t be with Gally you should be with me. I could make you so much happier I just know it. We were supposed to be together, I thought we would always be together-”

“ Just about dinner, I’m starving,” Minho said instead.

Minho would never reveal his feelings to you. Sure, he could make you happy but Gally made you happy too. If he came in the middle of what you and Gally had, he knew it would ruin everything.

You clap your hands together,” Me too ugh! Rumor has it they’re making some type of beef stew and you know how much I love that.”

“Of course I know. I know everything you like and hate. You hate seafood and you always get mad when people try to talk over you. You love making kids laugh and you like sleeping with more than one blanket because it makes you feel like a caterpillar. “

“ Do you want to eat dinner together? You don’t have to but we haven’t hung out in a while,” Minho offered, praying silently that you would say yes.

Your face lit up,” Yeah! I miss talking to you and I’m sure Gally does too! Is it cool if he joins us?”

Minho’s heart shattered for what seemed like the millionth time but he did his best to keep a happy face,” Sure...You really like him don’t you?”

Minho instantly regretted asking that, why would he want to hear about how happy you were with another guy.

“ I really do Minho. He just makes me feel safe and incredibly happy,” your voice is soft and you could’ve kept going but Minho’s face looked almost sorrowful.

You punched his arm lightly and said in a teasing tone,” Don’t look so sad Min, there’s some girl out there for you. I can feel it in my kneecaps.”

Minho’s heart felt heavy and even though you didn’t know how he was feeling on the inside, he felt that you had just ripped out his heart and set it on fire.

You’re the only girl for me, god I love you so shucking much Y/N. I’ve been trying to move on but I can’t- it hurts too much. I just want to be with you and only you. I want to be the one who comforts you, my shoulder is always there for you to cry on. I want to be the one who holds you so tight, my arms are always open wide for you. I want to be the one who loves you unconditionally, my lips are always ready to kiss. Please, just love me back.

“ Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

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foundcarcosa · 6 years

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cccxxxviii.

List three people you’ve had crushes on. >> *shakes head slyly* Noooope! Have you ever been in love with someone that you watched from afar?: >> Yeah. How old were you when you started your period?: >> Eleven or twelve. Probably twelve. How old were you when you had your first crush?: >> Pssh, I don’t fuckin know. Like, ten. How old were you when you were first head over heels in love?: >> Thirteen, and it was with David Duchovny, and I stand by it, god dammit.

Has loving someone ever made you miserable?: >> Sure. How bad are your worst cramps on a scale of 1-10?: >> A fucking thirteen. Have you ever thrown up from cramps?: >> Yep. List three people you had a hard time forgiving. >> The people I had a hard time forgiving remain unforgiven, so. Is there someone you are currently struggling to forgive?: >> No, I’m not struggling. I’m not going to force it, what’s the point in that? Nothing requires my forgiveness. I don’t even regard it as a particularly important thing to give. What is the most physically painful thing you’ve ever experienced?: >> I don’t think anything I’ve experienced tops my worst cramps. Do you have an embarrassing period story? If so, what is it?: >> Not really any embarrassing stories. Like, I’ve bled through clothes and stuff before, but... meh, really. Mostly I was just mad that I ruined a pair of pants I liked. Have you ever had bad cramps in class?: >> Oh, yeah. Have you ever thrown up in school? If so, what happened?: >> Doubtful. Have you ever left school because of cramps?: >> Yeah, because I literally couldn’t stand up. Did your school allow you to have pain medicine on you?: >> I don’t know. I didn’t... like, realise I could take that and solve the problem. (I don’t know. I told y’all my development was skewed. But also, my dad never thought to buy me painkillers, either??? Hmm.) Did your school have a nurse?: >> Yeah. When was the last time you threw up?: >> A month ago or so. Have you ever tried to starve yourself in order to lose weight?: >> No. Do you ever comfort eat?: >> Occasionally. Have you ever thrown your phone across the room in anger?: >> Yeah. Raven (an ex) made me upset and I threw my phone across my studio apartment. Samsungs have always been tough, though. What was the name of your first crush?: >> Non-celebrity? Damned if I remember. Who was your first celebrity crush?: >> Matt Damon. How old were you when you lost your virginity?: >> Seventeen. If applicable, what form of birth control do you use?: >> Abstinence by default. What is your sexual orientation?: >> I’m oriented towards sex. Have you ever questioned your sexuality?: >> Sure. I was raised to believe that I had to be a straight female. At some point, I had to question that, because as you can see, it turned out to be fucking false. Are you happy with your gender?: >> I’m happy not having one, yes. What gender do you identify as?: >> I don’t. What gender were you born as?: >> I wasn’t born as a gender. But I get what you mean, and female is what I was assigned. Do you identify as “religious”?: >> Sure, just not in the way that most people do. Do you identify as “spiritual”?: >> I suppose. What spirituality are you?: >> I’m not “a” spirituality. That’s not how it works by my ken. Have you ever tried drugs?: >> Sure. Have you ever gotten high off a prescription medication?: >> I don’t think so. I tried hydrocodone and I didn’t feel any different. Have you ever been drunk?: >> Yeah. Have you ever smoked pot?: >> Yeah. Have you ever smoked a cigarette?: >> Yeah. What’s your favorite drug?: >> I don’t know anymore, lol. After these long-term effects started manifesting, my relationship with drugs changed drastically. I’m not even sure about trying anything new without a trip-sitter now, and I used to be perfectly fine without one. Going todash will fuck your perception and ability to self-regulate (regulate one’s connection with reality, I mean) way up. What’s your favorite alcoholic beverage?: >> Absinthe. How old are you?: >> 31. Do you drink regularly?: >> Sure. Are/were you abused?: >> Yeah. Do you have a significant other? If yes, are you happy in your current relationship? If not, are you happy being single right now?: >> I am happy with my current relationships, yes. Do you want a significant other?: >> I have significant others. Do I want another one? I’m not actively looking for another (especially not around fuckin here), but stranger things have happened. Do you take drugs or drink to numb your pain? >> No, I take them to eradicate my boredom. Who is your current crush?: >> I mean, I have all kinds of crushes. Who is your current friend crush?: >> I don’t have one. Has a friend ever broken your heart?: >> No, but trying to keep a friendship going has definitely made my life hell for a while until I realised it was pointless. Is your love life history tragic or magical?: >> Hm. Do you have regrets?: >> Nah. Do you prefer tampons or pads?: >> Pads. I mean, I don’t like them per se, but tampons exacerbate my cramps and I’m not crazy about the whole insertion process, so. Lesser evil. Have you ever used a tampon?: >> Mhm. What’s your bra size?: >> I don’t remember. A something-B. Do you have a hard time finding bras in your size?: >> No. Can you still wear clothes from the children’s section?: >> No. I might be small but I’m nowhere near narrow or straight-lined enough for children’s clothes. Are you lonely?: >> Often. Do you have allergies?: >> No. Are you in control?: >> Of what? Do you have a relationship with God?: >> I have a relationship with at least one god. What size pants do you wear?: >> Around a 30W. Do you wear girls, juniors, or women’s clothes more?: >> I don’t really know. I think I fit women’s sizes best, but mostly I don’t shop in stores that have sections of that nature, so. Do you HATE people who are controlling?: >> It can be tiresome. How old were you when you started to have acne?: >> Thirteen, more or less. Did your parents give you “the talk”?: >> No. How old were you when your parents talked to you about puberty?: >> He... didn’t. Do you like going to the doctor?: >> Nope. Do you like going to the dentist?: >> Nope. What’s your favorite part of going to the dentist?: >> There isn’t one, the whole thing is no fun. Do you feel average?: >> No. Do you feel insecure?: >> About some things, but not most things. Do you feel alone?: >> No, because I’m literally never alone. Do you feel exhausted?: >> No. Do you feel depressed?: >> No. Do you feel anxious?: >> No. Are you haunted by your past?: >> No. Who’s your best friend?: >> Hm. How often do you pray?: >> I don’t. Sometimes I say things to Wednesday. Is that prayer??? I don’t even know how this shit works, I’m flying blind here. Do you keep a journal or diary?: >> Collectively, my dreamwidth, instagram, facebook, and tumblr all function as a multimedia cross-platform diary. Do you relate to the characters in books?: >> Sure, sometimes. Who’s your favorite Disney princess?: >> SHURI Do you think you are attractive?: >> Yeah, but I don’t think other people think I’m attractive. (I mean, I guess some people do. It’s hard to believe, and I think that has to do more with my whole thing about feeling sexually dysfunctional and incompatible than it has to do with what people actually think. Like, it’s this whole ball of really fucked-up yarn.) Are you happy with the way you look?: >> I suppose. Do you look more like your mom or your dad?: >> *shrug* How many siblings do you have?: >> Five. What song describes your life?: >> There isn’t one song that does. Do you cry a lot?: >> Nah. Are you sensitive?: >> In some fashion, but not necessarily in the fashion that people mean when they call someone sensitive. Do you take medication every day?: >> No. Do you take vitamins?: >> No. Are you a meat-eater, or are you vegan or vegetarian?: >> I’m somewhere in the middle, where it makes the most sense to be. What’s your favorite color?: >> Gold. Are you unique?: >> Sure. Do you feel blessed?: >> I’m not sure. Who is your favorite person?: >> ME ~*~*~ idfk, man. Has your favorite person ever hurt your feelings?: >> I hurt my own feelings all the time, that’s just how being a human is, mang Do you write in cursive or print more?: >> Print, because of legibility. Cursive is easier for me because of the flow, but the legibility is questionable. Do you like to write?: >> I love to write. Do you like to read?: >> Sure. What are your favorite types of books to read?: >> Nonfiction (science, philosophy, sociology, etc), science fiction, fantasy, horror, I don’t know. Do you have neat handwriting?: >> Ehh. It used to be a lot neater but now my muscles are unused to it. List three people you who you think are good role models. >> Hm. List three fashion trends you love. >> Hm. Are you a trendsetter?: >> Not on purpose. Do you like fashion?: >> I mean... I guess? I like clothes? Do you enjoy shopping?: >> No. I enjoy the obtaining of things I like, but not the process of obtaining it. What stereotype do you fit the most?: >> I don’t know. The Mystic/Psychotic? Is that a stereotype, or at least a trope? Because that’s how I see myself. Are you your own person?: >> I am not even a person, my guy. Are you a risk-taker?: >> Sometimes. Do you feel free to be yourself? If not, why?: >> Not all the time, but I try to focus on the times when I do. (I don’t always feel free to be myself because I often feel like a wild fey creature trying to play the part of a well-adjusted and mildly socially-acceptable construct, and I don’t believe that people in my life actually fully understand that about me. Like, I do my best to keep playing the part, but sometimes it chafes really hard, and I react to that sometimes. Do you like fantasy better than reality?: >> I don’t draw a line between the two. Never really have. Do you have “female problems”?: >> I have spider-god problems. Because they’re my problems, and I am a spider-god, therefore they are spider-god problems. What are you longing for?: >> A ride on Paul Bettany. (I just saw Solo, all right.) Have you ever contemplated suicide?: >> Yeah.

Have you ever self-harmed?: >> Yeah. How many people have you known who were suicidal?: >> Several. Do you get bullied constantly?: >> Not now. Are people jealous of you?: >> I don’t know? If you’re a worshipper, how do you worship?: >> Horizontally. How many tattoos do you have, and what are they of? Do your tattoos have personal meaning to you? If you don’t have any tattoos, do you want one?: >> I only have three small ones, because the money doesn’t flow like that around these parts. One is the number 19 in Roman numerals, one is the Mannaz rune, and one is “scully, it’s me”; and yes, they all have personal relevance to me. Do you have your ears pierced?: >> Yeah. Do you have any other piercings? If not, do you want any other piercings?: >> Septum. What is your first and middle name, and do you like them?: >> Logan Frey. Yeah, they’re good. What do you want to name your first daughter?: >> Hm. What would you name a son?: >> Hm. Do you dream about your wedding day?: >> No. What’s your favorite food?: >> A lot. Do you have a secret you want to tell someone?: >> No. Have you ever had a friend turn on you?: >> Yeah. List three friends who have turned on you. >> Hm. List three people who have bullied you. >> Why? Do you have anyone you can trust?: >> I guess. What country do you live in?: >> USA. What’s your favorite pain reliever?: >> Hmm. What do you do for cramps?: >> Take naproxen as soon as I feel them. Pray. Do you wear make-up?: >> Occasionally. Who has the cutest baby/babies you know?: >> Hm. Do you have a lot of people blocked on facebook?: >> I don’t know that I have anyone blocked on fb. What is your natural hair color?: >> Dark brown. Do you have a morning routine?: >> Not particularly.

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imagine-it-like-this · 7 years

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Title: Sunset Characters: Rowena, reader Relationships: Rowena/reader Genres: Drama, Romance Warnings: Feels

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Your tear-filled eyes scanned the luxurious hotel room as your hands tightly covered your mouth to silence the screams that threatened to tear out.

Blood.

Gore.

The smell of burning flesh that made your stomach turn.

A charred skeleton you averted your eyes away from the moment you laid them on it.

That was all that was left of your beautiful girl.

You walked over to the bed where her bag laid open and rummaged, its contents scattered around like trash. A lock of hair was placed beside it; you took it into your hands to inspect it, swallowing a lump that formed in your throat. It was thin and bloody, very obviously ripped rather than cut off.

A sob escaped you at the thought of what that monster must have done to her.

Ripping her hair off wasn't enough. No, he had to torture her, rid her of all dignity, humiliate her even in death, and set her on fire just to be sure she was dead.

When Sam and Dean told you what he did (after you fiercely demanded it to the point of spewing threats), you almost thought they were joking. This was overkill; no sane person would do that to another being.

You almost chuckled at your own stupidity. Since when was Lucifer a sane person?

Lucifer…

Rage seethed in you at the thought of his name. You clenched your fists, barely resisting the urge to let out an animalistic snarl.

If the Winchester brothers don't find a way to get rid of him for good, you would find him and kill him in a way that will make him regret ever meeting Rowena. You swore it on your life.

Life that had no meaning now that the only person who loved you was gone.

Who was going to tell you they loved you now?

Who was going to tell you how proud they were of you, praise your abilities, and teach you spells not many witches could cast?

Who was going to hold your hand when you were sad?

Who was going to wrap their arms around you and hold you tight during nightmare-filled nights?

You knew who wasn't.

The one person who should not have been gone.

"God," you wept. Your wobbly knees finally gave in and you collapsed on them with a loud thud. You were certain there should have been pain, but the only thing you felt was numbness. It was as if your body became a shell for your soul; everything hurt on the inside, while the outside just existed, unaffected by anything.

They could cut you, but you wouldn't feel it. You would see the blood, and still, the only pain would be that in your soul.

"Why-why is this happening?" you sobbed, bringing your hand to your face to wipe away the tears – tears that were soon replaced by new, even bitterer ones.

You looked down at your other hand that still clutched the lock of hair. That was it. That was all that you had left of your girl.

A lock of hair and a charred corpse.

You turned around, sneaking a look at the skeleton. This wasn't how you wanted to remember her.

Your Rowena was gorgeous. Her nose was a bit crooked, her lips were thin, and her eyes were small. But all that, in your opinion, made her all the more beautiful than models you could see on magazine covers.

She was a raw beauty, delicate yet strong. She could crush you without blinking an eye, and cry her eyes out a moment later.

Despite what everyone else thought, she had layers. She wasn't just a witch bitch she presented herself as. She was also sweet and caring – however, you had to let her learn to trust you in order for her to allow you to see that side of her. Once you had her trust, you had her heart. You had all of her.

"You deserved better," you whispered, crawling closer to the skeleton. "Remember how I promised I'd take you to Croatia to see the sunset? I thought it was outrageous that you've never been there. I still do. But I can't take you, now can I? You'll never see the sunset I promised you."

A corner of your eye caught sight of something purple. Narrowing your eyes in curiosity, you looked towards the chunk of flesh still clinging to her thighs. A glow emerged from the charred mass; it was purple in color, bright and radiant, like the magic from the spells Rowena used to cast.

You used your hand to shield your eyes from the sudden assault.

A moment later you heard a groan.

Then a moan.

Then a deep breath, as if the person taking it had been breathless for a while.

Lowering your hand, your eyes widened at the sight that greeted them.

In the place of the charred corpse was a person. A naked, tiny, pale, red-haired person.

A person whose green eyes found yours and, in an instant, all fear from them was gone, replaced by relief.

"Y/N?" she croaked, throat dry.

"Rowena?" you breathed, in disbelief at what just happened.

Your confusion soon turned to joy. Lucifer had no knowledge of the Resurrection Seal in her right leg. He might have done unspeakable things to her corpse and burned it for good measure, but he never destroyed the Seal.

He was good – you gave him that. But not that good.

"You're alive," you said, lips curling into a smile. "You're alive!"

Rowena sat up, looking around the messy room, and crossed her arms over her chest. Noticing her shivering, you took your jacket off and threw it over her back. She gave you a grateful look, clutching the cotton fabric.

Not wanting to waste another minute, you threw your arms around her, enveloping her in a bone-crushing hug. She eased into you, nestling into your chest and burying her head in the crook of your neck. You felt cold liquid graze your skin and tightened your grip on her.

"They told me what he did," you whimpered. "I'm so sorry, baby. I wish I was here."

"It was horrible," she said.

"I know." You rubbed soft, soothing circles on her back. "He will never hurt you again. I promise. I'm never letting you out of my sight again. From now on, we're sticking together, no matter what."

She nodded. "I honestly thought this was it. He's done terrible things to me, yet the thought of never seein' ye again is what hurt the most."

"I love you."

"Love ye, too, darlin'. With all I have."

"I don't want to waste another minute," you told her, pulling back so you could cup her cheeks with both hands and look her in the eye. "Get dressed, pack your things, and follow me."

"Where are we goin'?"

"I'm taking you to see the Croatian sunset."

She shot you a bright smile.

"I don't wanna leave any loose ends. From now on, we're doing what we want. No more waiting. We wanna do something? We do it now. We wanna go somewhere? We go right fucking now!"

"Works for me!" she beamed. "After ye show me the sunset, I'm takin' ye to Scotland, to the village where I grew up."

"I would love to see your home!" you said. "Can we go to Hawaii afterwards?"

"Of course!"

"But only if you wear that sexy bikini I bought you."

"Think I won't?" she teased.

You smiled. "After that we're going to Japan."

"And then Jamaica."

"Iceland."

"Spain."

"Australia."

"We'll see the world," Rowena said. "Just the two of us."

"We're leaving all this drama behind," you said.

"Aye. No more helpin' the Winchesters. No more Fergus draggin' me into things against my will. Just ye and me and the world."

You nodded in agreement. "I love you, pretty girl," you said, pressing your lips against hers in a kiss.

Her response was immediate. She brought her hands to your neck to pull you closer, her kisses hungry and passionate. You closed your eyes and relaxed, relinquishing all control and giving it to her. All bad memories were instantly forgotten as your bad world crumbled under the sweetness on her lips on yours, leaving you in a state of permanent bliss.

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b-o-s-t-o-n · 7 years

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Infatuated- Part X

"Times are tough, but I am tougher. I'll be fine." -E.E.

Belle landed on the floor with a small thud, sobbing into her hands. Almost instantly, the three girls were on the ground in front of her.

"What happened?"

"What'd Reid do?"

"I'll fucking kill him."

Belle cried even harder.

Even though she was mad at Spencer, she wasn't going to betray him. If he didn't want anyone to know about them, then she wouldn't tell anyone.

Belle rubbed her eyes, knowing what excuse she would use.

"He didn't do anything, it's just this case," she said, standing up. "It's just getting to me, you know."

Everyone on the team knew Belle got slightly more upset than usual during cases that involved violence towards women because of things she'd seen in the past. Belle felt guilty for using it to cover up her petty drama, but she didn't know what else to do.

"Come here, boo bear," Penelope said as she pulled Belle into a hug.

Two other sets of arms quickly wrapped themselves around her as well. They stood in a warm, drunken embrace for a minute before pulling away.

"I'll be okay," Belle laughed as the hug ended. "As long as I have my girls."

Spencer fast-walked back to his room in order to avoid the questioning looks he was receiving from the other people in the hallway.

The scene looked pretty bad; a drunk girl in her underwear, screaming and running away from him. They were probably wondering if they should call the police or not.

Reid slid his keycard into the door of his room and let himself in. He sat on the edge of the bed as Derek walked out of the bathroom in his pajamas.

"You look like shit," Morgan said, sitting down next to Spencer. "Anything I should know about?"

"Don't worry about it," Reid said, taking his shoes off and looking down at his purple and green socks.

"C'mon, pretty boy, I know that look. This is about a girl," Derek said, laying back against the headboard.

Reid sighed.

"No it's not," Spencer said, even though he knew Morgan could see right through him.

"Yeah, okay," he said, clearly unconvinced.

"Well, let's say it is about a girl..." Reid said, trailing off.

"Ah ha! Is it a girl I know?" Morgan asked.

"No!" Reid said, way too quickly.

"Is it a girl I should know?" Derek asked with a cheeky grin on his face.

Reid should have known Morgan would just turn this into a joke.

"Just forget I said anything," Spencer said, getting up to turn the light off.

"No, no, seriously, tell me what's up," Derek said in a serious tone.

Reid wasn't sure if he could trust him to be sincere or not. Morgan tended to tease him about his lack of experience with women.

"Fine. This girl, let's call her Rose," Reid said, thinking about the rose from the movie Beauty and the Beast.

He hoped that wouldn't be too obvious.

"Ok, Rose," Derek said, waiting for Reid to continue.

"So, Rose wants to make our relationship public, but I'm not so sure about it. You know what happened to Haley, and I don't wa-"

"Hold up, you actually have a girlfriend?" Derek asked, surprised.

Reid tried his best to hide his annoyance.

"No, she's not my girlfriend," he explained.

"Well, why not?" Derek asked genuinely.

Reid paused for a moment, pondering the question.

"I- uh. I don't know," he said, puzzled.

"Before you worry about all that other stuff, maybe you should worry about officially making her yours, first," Derek said in a matter of fact kind of way.

Spencer sighed again.

Maybe Morgan was right. Maybe he should ask Belle to be his girlfriend before he started making demands about who she could and couldn't tell about their relationship.

"You two are so flipping cute!" Penelope exclaimed, pointing her iPhone camera at Reid and Belle.

Belle buried her face into Spencer's chest so she wouldn't be in the picture. Belle felt his chest go up and down as he chuckled at her embarrassment.

"So, when's the wedding?" Rossi joked.

Belle looked up at Reid and smiled.

The thought of marrying him one day didn't seem all that scary. He beamed down at her, happy to have her in his arms.

"I call maid of honor!" Emily said, raising her hand.

Reid and Belle laughed at their friends excitement over their hypothetical wedding. Reid lead her over to a seat and pulled her onto his lap. Belle nestled into him, tugging his arms so they were wrapped around her.

Everything was perfect.

Hotch came into the briefing room a moment later with a scowl on his face. Everyone turned their attention to him, noticing the clock in his hand.

Or maybe it wasn't a clock; rather, a bomb.

It started ticking.

-BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP-

Belle woke up with a jolt to the sound of her phone ringing.

Right, she was still in Seattle.

And, she was still working a case.

And, she was still in a fight with Reid.

But, at least there was no bomb.

Belle sat up in bed and felt a sharp pain surge through her head. She had forgotten how much she had had to drink last night.

She added 'hungover' to her mental list of bad things in her life.

"Hotch says to meet him at the hospital downtown. They found another victim, but she's alive," Emily said, reading her texts out loud.

Maybe today would have a bright patch after all.

The team rushed over to the hospital where the victim was being kept. She had managed to get away from the unsub by kicking him in the groin and running to the nearest gas station. She couldn't identify her attacker because he wore a mask, but they were just grateful she was able to get away.

"Now, I want you to close your eyes for me-" Morgan said, starting a cognitive interview with the survivor in order to gain more information.

The rest of the team left the room to give them space.

"Why has slender man been staring at you all morning?" Rossi asked as Belle sat down next to him in the hospital lobby.

She tried to hold back a giggle from escaping her mouth.

"Don't call him that!" She said, nudging Rossi playfully.

He pretended to be hurt by her actions before laughing along.

"But really, have you not noticed Reid's eyes following you?" He asked.

Belle had noticed, but she played it off.

"Not really," Belle said, turning her attention to the little TV in the waiting room.

"Maybe I'm just seeing things," Rossi said before getting up to talk to Hotch.

Belle let herself relax in the seat while she waited for more instructions on what to do.

Spencer stood with his back against the door of the hospital room Morgan was in, glancing over at Belle. She had her hair pulled back in a French braid with a few stray pieces clinging to her face. He watched as she pushed the strands behind her ear.

Her eyes were still blood shot from the night before, but Reid couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol or from her crying. He really hoped he hadn't made her cry.

He put his hands in his pocket, trying to find his phone. Reid's hands wrapped around it and he pulled it out, swiping to unlock it. He went to his contacts and searched under B. He found Belle's name with a little bell emoji next to it and clicked on it to type a new message.

To Belle:

"Meet my outside"

Spencer sent the message and looked back up at her, waiting for her to receive it. Belle started to pull her phone out of her pocket so he took that as his cue to head outside. He didn't want her to catch him staring her down.

Reid walked down the long, white hallways until he reached the elevator. He stepped inside and waited for a few nurses to get in as well. He leaned back against the wall, reciting in his head what he would say to Belle.

The elevator began to descend, stopping at each floor until it reached the ground level. Reid waited for the nurses to step out first before he headed out the front door of the hospital. He spotted the black SUV that the team had taken from the hotel and walked over to it.

It was still winter, so it was freezing outside. Spencer hesitated before opening the door, unsure of whether or not it would be weird to just chill inside the car.

A strong gust of wind filled with particles of snow made up his mind for him.

Reid waited in the warmth of the SUV for Belle to come. He looked down at his phone, forgetting that she might have said no.

From Belle:

"Why should I?"

Spencer's heart began to race.

Yes, she had an attitude, but at least she had answered. That was better than nothing.

To Belle:

"Please?"

Reid typed with his numb fingers. He pressed send and put the phone back in his pocket.

He decided he'd give it five minutes before he gave up. If she didn't come outside by then, he'd have to think of a new plan.

Just as he was about to open the door and head back inside, he saw Belle's small figure walking towards the car. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his face as he opened the door for her.

She scooted into the SUV and pulled the door shut behind her. She didn't look at him, which gave Reid the indication that she was still mad.

"Belle?" he asked, testing out the waters.

"Spencer," she snapped back.

His heart dropped at the use of his full name.

"Will you at least look at me?" Reid asked, praying she would loosen up a little bit.

He couldn't stand having her mad at him.

"No," she hissed back.

"Ok, that's fine. But, just hear me out, okay?" Spencer said, debating on whether to take her hand in his or not.

Maybe now wasn't the right time.

"Fine," she crossed her arms, still staring blankly ahead.

Reid took in a deep breath and got himself ready.

"Ok, well, here it goes. I'm sorry about what happened last night and what's been happening the past few days. My excuses for not showing you affection are nothing but that; excuses. I shouldn't be afraid to express how I feel about you when you're completely capable of defending yourself if something were to happen. You're the strongest woman I know. Hell, you're probably stronger than me. Well, that isn't very hard to accomplish, actually. I'm rambling, sorry. Anyway, I'm sorry for acting like such an idiot. And, specifically about last night, I'm sorry for pushing you away like that. I just didn't want to have you wake up and regret it if we had done something while you weren't entirely sober. It would have crushed me if you were to think I had taken advantage of you, because I'd never do that. You're such a perfect arrangement of atoms and it makes me wonder how someone like you could ever even like me. I respect you so much and I'm so mad at myself for almost letting you get away. I'll never, ever, ever make that mistake again," Spencer finished, trying to catch his breath.

"You're not stupid for caring," Belle finally spoke up.

Reid looked at her, confused by her statement.

"Wanting to protect me by keeping our relationship a secret is fine, I get it. But you never really gave me a heads up."

"I know I didn't, and I'm sorry for that," he said, desperately wanting to grab onto her and never let go.

"Stop saying sorry," she said, finally turning to face Reid.

"Sorry," he whispered, gaining a small smile from Belle, which caused him to smile.

"I missed you," she whispered, putting her hand on his.

"I missed you more," Spencer said, grabbing her hand and pulling her closer.

He planted a soft kiss on her lips before pulling away.

"And also, will you officially be my girlfriend?" he asked, hoping she was done punishing him.

"I guess," she said sarcastically.

Reid scoffed and pulled her into a tight hug. The world finally felt complete again.

"And if you want to wait to tell the team, that's okay with me. Sneaking around might be kinda sexy," she said into Spencer's neck.

He shivered at the sensation.

"You're sure?" He questioned, not wanting to pressure her into anything.

"Mhmm," she said, cupping his cheek with her small hand and kissing him.

Reid kissed her back needfully, never wanting to go this long again without feeling her lips on his.

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shadowsfandomhellhole · 7 years

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This was a Paperhat Kingdom Storytime Story.

Enjoy it.

It started after the last Convention they had held. Neither could tell you why or how it happened. Maybe it was just the stress that came with being villains. At first the arguments were small, and actually over something serious. Then they started getting worse. They'd start arguing over stupid things. Black Hat would start them sometimes, and sometimes it was Flug snapping at the eldritch demon. They soon got to a point where they'd argue and then not speak to one another for days. At some point Flug had taken to sleeping in his lab when he needed to sleep. Dementia and 505 could only watch as their little family was falling apart. They tried to prevent it, but nothing they did helped much. When it happened, it took everyone by surprise, even Flug was surprised as he yelled the words.

"That's it! I'm done! I'm leaving!" the scientist voice was hoarse from the constant arguing, and cracked as he said the words. For a few seconds everything went silent. Dementia and 505 who were hiding behind the couch jumped up looking at Flug. Black Hat froze and stared at his lover in shock, before frowning.

"W-what?" he asked

"You heard me, Black Hat. I'm d-done. I quit." Flug hissed glaring at the demon.

"Y-you qui-... You can’t quit!" Black Hat shouted.

"Yes, I can, and I just did. It's over. I'm sick of this. I'm done with this constant arguing!" the paper-bag wearing human said. He turned and started for the door.

"W-wait! Flug don't leave!!" Dementia cried. 505 whined waving his paws. Black Hat rushed forward grabbing the doctor's wrist.

"Fl-" he was cut off as Flug turned ripping his hand free.

"No! It's over... I'm sorry Dementia... But I’m going. You two can stay. But... I... I just can't do this anymore..." He croaked before turning and running from the house. Black Hat reached out to grab him again before dropping his arm. Dementia cried after the doctor as 505 started crying. Black Hat felt numb at first as he slowly tried to process what had just occurred. His chest started to ache, his eyes started to burn. He lowered his head shadowing off his face feeling himself start to tremble slightly. How did it come to this? How had he allow it to get this bad? He shut his eyes and turned briskly heading to his office faintly hearing Dementia and 505 starting to sob and cry for Flug. he barely heard Dementia whimpered cry of his name as she tried to get his attention. He sped up and entered his office slamming the doors shut and slumping against them. a few tears slipping down his cheeks.

He gritted his teeth before letting out an inhuman scream, hitting his knees. The glass in a few picture frames shattered as the office window was blown out sending shards of glass raining down into the yard. The bookcases shook spilling books over the floor, one broke in half. Black hat hunched over, digging his claws into the floor as he shut his eyes and clamped his teeth together and tried to get control of himself again. He took a slow breath and hung his head.

Downstairs Dementia and 505 five were staring up at the ceiling as they held one another.

“... Wh-what are we gonna do, 505? How did we let this get so bad?" Dementia asked sniffling. The blue bear whimpered hanging his head. Dementia sighed and rubbed her eyes. "...Maybe... Maybe Fluggy will comeback...." she murmured. 505 nodded eagerly. Dementia smiled.

1 year later

Flug never came back, Black Hat was usually in the lab creating weapons for a new catalog, or in his office doing paper work. He refused to get a new scientist, reverting back to making his own weapons like he did before he hired Flug. The eldritch horror had become silent. He rarely spoke, only doing so if he absolutely had too. Dementia and 505 had become docile, Dementia took to not mentioning Flug. Especially around the demon. The subject of the doctor became a sore spot for everyone, especially after they saw that Flug had moved on and was with someone else now, a normal human.

Currently, Black Hat was taking a rare break and was in the sitting room. He was only taking one because dementia and 505 dragged him out of his office demanding he take a break. He sighed leaning his head back. Dementia and 505 were curled up on the couch.

"...We should go out... Some fresh air would be nice." Dementia mentioned. Black Hat closed his eyes.

"...Do what you wish... I don't care..." his voice was emotionless, it had been that since Flug left. Dementia frowned.

"I meant all of us. That means you too. You need to get out.” she said.

Black Hat lifted his head, standing from his seat, "I'm fine... I have work to do..." he said.

"You need a break. A proper one." the lizard girl said standing her self.

"No I don't, now if you'll excuse me-"

"No! Its not healthy for you to bury yourself in work." Dementia said. Black Hat went silent and gave a tired sigh. Dementia teared up. "Your gonna work your self to death if you keep this up. just... just one day please!" she said. Black Hat looked at her ready to refuse but paused seeing both her and 505 staring at him with pleading eyes. He looked away.

"...Fine. But not to long. I need to work." he said. The hybrid and bear nodded eagerly and both latched onto him and dragged him out of the mansion. The eldritch demon let them picking up his pace slightly so he was walking with them and not being dragged.

The villain looked around as they walked down the street. The other two were glancing around two. all three off them looking for the same thing even though one of them was dreading actually finding it. Black Hat forced himself to stop looking. He didn't want to know who it was. He didn't want to see Flug with someone else. He frowned. He was really regretting letting his companions drag him out of the house.

"We should go to the park! We can terrorize the civilians!" she suggested. "That's always fun!" she added. Black Hat made a quiet humming noise. She must have taken that as an agreement because soon they where heading in the direction of the park. As they arrived Black Hat looked around, the park was filled with humans. Kids were running around, laughing and playing. Teenagers and adults were tossing around a ball or throwing Frisbees, some were having picnics.

The demon shifted pulling his arms free from his companions and crossed them as he watched the mortals with disinterest.

Tapping his fingers against his arm he briefly wondered how he wanted to terrorize the humans. He extended his claws, and flexed them, shape shifting was always a fun thing to use when wanting to torment mortals. He smirked a bit. Perhaps this outing wouldn't be as bad as he thought. As a couple jogged passed the three of them Black Hat acted. He increased his size letting out a shriek as his appearance altering, his mouth splitting open revealing razor sharp teeth, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. he returned to normal as the humans screamed in terror and scrambled away. Dementia cackled at that and took the action as a invitation to have her own fun. She lunged and started attacking a few of the civilians even pulling out a ray gun and firing it sending everyone in the park into a panic. Black Hat watched and grinned before frowning slightly. 505 watched staying at Black Hat's side glancing at his boss with slightly worry when he noticed the Black Hat wasn't laughing like he usually would be.

The demon sighed. It was just another thing that reminded him of Flug. It wasn't the same with out the doctor there. 505 whined at him and he looked at the bear, before looking away. 505 nudged him and looked around to find Dementia. He paused as something behind them caught his attention causing him to let out a surprised yet happy noise. Black Hat looked at him the noise catching his attention and turned to see what it was that the bear was seeing.

The eldritch being froze, his eyes widening. Flug stood at the entrance of the park watching the chaos. Beside him was a shocked and unnerved man. The doctor still had a paper bag on his head hiding his face. Eventually Flug looked at him. The demon blinked and straightened up. 505 scrambled for the doctor, causing Flug to jump and the man at his side to yelp and scramble back. the bear scooped Flug up hugging him tightly whining. Flug squirmed before giving in and hugging back.

"i-its n-nice t-to see you too..." he stuttered. Black Hat looked away and searched for Dementia. The hybrid as skipping back only to stop and bolt passed him when she spotted the doctor.

"FLUGGY!" she cried hugging him tightly as soon as 505 released him.

"D-dementia, please.... can't breathe..." Flug wheezed. She let him go and grinned.

"Sorry! Its just been so long!" she paused and frowned. "...we've missed you..." she added. Flug shifted and looked away.

"I've missed you all too." He said.

"Who's this?" Dementia asked glaring at the man who was glaring at them. Flug looked at him then back at Dementia.

"...This is Oscar." Flug said, he paused glancing behind them as Black Hat finally made his way over. "...Black Hat... You look well." he added quietly. Black Hat shifted and gave a nod.

"... As do you, Flug." he said, keeping his voice empty of emotion, he looked at 'Oscar' resisting the urge to tear the human apart.

Dementia glanced from Black Hat to Flug and back again. The tension in the air was so thick. She shifted and looked to Oscar.

"Sooo what are you?" she asked.

"What?" the man asked.

"What are you? Boyfriend or just a friend?" Dementia Asked. Black Hat looked at her.

"....fiancé." he answered. Dementia's eyes widened and Black Hat completely froze. Dementia looked at Flug and snatched his hands looking at them. seeing the ring she frowned.

"... B-but...."

Flug pulled his hands away remaining silent as he looked to the side avoiding looking at them. Black Hat curled his hands into fists.

"...Congratulations." the word was forced, coming out as a slightly hiss. Dementia turned to Black Hat as he said it, looking at him in shock. Flug looked up in surprise before nodding slowly.

"...Thank You." the doctor murmured. Black hat tilted his head down glancing to the side, letting out a quiet humming noise in reply. He then clearly his throat and stepped to the side preparing to leave.

"... I have work to do." he stated, voice cold and forced. He walked passed Flug and his new lover, leaving the destroyed park as he made his way back to the house. He heard Dementia say something to Flug before running after him 505 close behind.

"Bl-Black Hat! Wh-what are you doing?? Why didn't you ask him-" Black hat stopped and turned on her.

"Drop it. Now." he snarled, before turning to continue home.

"B-but-"

“Dementia." Black hat growled out her name in warning. The hybrid shut her mouth and looked down. Black Hat sighed and straightened up as he continued walking. He stopped suddenly and dodged to the side as a hero appeared and lunged at him. The masked hero landed where the demon had been and stood glaring at him. Black Hat flexed his claws sneering at the hero.

"You going to pay for that attack, Black Hat." the hero, The Flaming Mask stated.

"... Just in time... i need a good punching bag." Black Hat said, his voice becoming distorted as he bared his sharp teeth. The hero lunged at him, as he did Black hat melted into the shadows pooling at his feet and reappeared behind the hero grabbing him by the back of his neck and flinging him into the side of a building. Flaming Mask slammed into the wall and winced before preparing to attack Black Hat again. The demon dodged the next easily and punched the hero knocking him back, this time lunging, lashing out with his claws. The hero blocked the attack aimed at his face flinching as he felt the claws rake across his arms leaving deep gashes. he kicked out knocking the eldritch horror back. Black Hat snarled at him. The Flaming Mask glared at him, his hand bursting into flames as he through them out towards the villain who ducked under the flames that shot out at him.

"Boss! Behind you!" Black Hat lurched to the side spinning and upper cutting the large leopard that had come up from behind him. the leopard flew back and hit the ground and rolled. It stood and shook its self before growling. Black Hat looked between the masked hero and the leopard. he turned his head and spotted the other two. both women. One of them being another masked one, Lightning, and one with icy blue skin, The Ice Mistress. Black Hat growled lowly. Dementia rushed to his side and got into a fighting stance glaring at the heroes. The Crimson Leopard stalked towards them before rushing at them. Dementia rushed forward meeting him half way. As they started fighting Black Hat melted into the shadows dodging the attack the other three sent at him he appeared behind the two women seizing the heroes in the shadows and slammed them into a building before throwing them straight into Flame who stopped mid attack to catch them.

Black Hat wasted no time in unleashing another attack on the heroes as soon As Flame turned his attention to his comrades. The shadows formed into eldritch horrors, and attacked the distracted hero. Flame yelled out in surprise and started fighting them off. Ice and Lightning tried to help but were tossed away from him. The two turned on Black Hat and attacked him trying to break his concentration. The demon simply turned to them and with the flick of his write sent Ice through a store window. Lightening threw he hands out sending bolts of electricity at Black Hat who dodged a few. He hissed as one struck him in the shoulder. He glared at her rushing at her and curling his hand around her throat.

He laughed as she started shocking him, only to stop when all it did was make his grip tighten. He tossed her away and snapped his fingers. shadows shot from the ground impaling the hero.

"Lightning! You bastard I'll kill you!" Flame howled bursting into flames causing the shadow creatures to retreat. He dashed at Black Hat pulling back a flaming fist. The demon turned to him and raised a hand catching the hero's hand before he could land the hit. He ignored the pain of burns forming on his hand and twisted the heroes hand, earning a snap as Flame's wrist broke. The hero cried out and tried to attack again but Black Hat swiftly flipped him slamming him into the sidewalk. He aimed a strong kick to the downed hero's ribs getting several cracks from it. He released the hand he held and slammed the heel of his show into Flame's jaw breaking it.

Ice came out of the store and shot several shards of ice at Black Hat. He dodged them and snapped his fingers wrapping her up in shadows. and slammed her onto the ground. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dementia slam into a build and collapse on the ground. He turned his head taking in the damage. She was rather beat up but by the way she was getting up and still moving she looked worse then she was. Satisfied that Dementia was alright, he turned his attention to the Ice Mistress as the hero broke free of the shadows and ran at him.

Black Hat dodged her attacks , blacking the ones he couldn't. as soon as Ice was close he jumped to the side spun and swiped at her, his claws digging and tearing at her frozen skin, raking down the side of her face and down her neck. She jumped back and stumbled grabbing a her neck and face trying to freeze the wounds but Black Hat didn't give her the chance as he lunged again. she barely manage to dodge, tripping over her feet and falling back onto the ground she raised a bloodied hand shooting ice shards at him. The demon didn’t both to dodge them as they tore through his shoulders and gazed his cheeks.

He snatched the hero up and pulled his hand back ready to kill her. Only to stop when he heard a Shout of his name and someone rushing towards him and jumping behind him. He froze hearing a choked yelp as there was a thud of someone hitting the ground behind him.(edited) --

Flug turned his head, watching as Black Hat left the park. Dementia called after him and looked back at Flug before hugging him.

"It was nice seeing you, Fluggy... I hope we see each other soon." she said. Flug smiled behind his bag and nodded.

"Y-yeah. That'd be nice." he said. He watched as the hybrid ran after his ex. 505 whined at him, giving him a nuzzle before running after the lizard girl. Flug watched and sighed hugging himself. He looked down.

"...Hey, you okay?" Oscar asked.

"... I... I don't know..." he said. He looked up at his fiancé. "I think so...?" Oscar frowned.

"...That... That Black Hat guy... was he...?"

"My ex. Yeah..." Flug murmured looking away.

"Gotcha." the other murmured. He looked at his lover. "....You're not over him... are you?" he asked. Flug flinched at the question and trembled.

"... I-I thought i was..." he said. He wasn't expecting to run into Black Hat again. He thought he'd move on. But seeing Black Hat had proved him wrong. He was still in love with the demon, he wouldn't be able to convince himself that he wasn't. His hand was taken gently and he felt something slide off his finger. he looked up watching as Oscar took the ring back. "...O-Oscar-"

"You haven't been happy. I can't make you happy, Flug. I... I'm not forcing you to stay with me." Oscar said. Flug looked up at him. The other smiled sadly. "...Stop torturing yourself, Hun. Go." he said. Flug sniffled and hugged Oscar.

"You are a wonderful guy, Oscar." he mumbled. The man chuckled and hugged him back.

"Thanks." he said. Flug pulled back and opened his mouth to speak but stop as he heard screaming. civilians ran passed them. Flug blinked and looked in the direction they were running from. He could her the faint sounds of a fight. Frowning he stepped away from Oscar. He looked at the other and sighed.

"...I'll see you around, Oscar.... Thanks for everything." he said. Oscar nodded, and Flug turned and took off running towards the fighting. His heart raced as he neared the fight. He quickly spotted the others. Black Hat was on one side f the street fighting Ice, with Dementia fighting off the crimson leopard. Flug slowed and looked around for a weapon. He paused as Dementia was thrown again this time not recovering as fast. But instead of attacking her, Crimson turned and raced towards Black Hat who was preparing to kill Ice. Flug acted on instinct dashing forward.

"BLACK HAT!" He screamed. He throw himself in front of the leaped spinning to face him as the large cat lunged. He let out a choked yelp as the hero's jaws clamped around his throat, he coughed, as he hit the ground, getting his breath knocked from him. He shut his eyes wheezing and choking as he felt his blood running down his next his vision blurring slightly.

Black Hat threw the hero away with the flick of his wrist, spinning on his heel. His blood ran cold as he saw Flug pinned to the ground. He snapped his fingers and shadows shot up piercing the large cat's sides. The leopard released the doctor howling in pain Black Hat snatched it by the scruff and threw it away. He knelt at Flug's side as he summoned the shadow creatures to take care of Crimson.

"Flug?? Shit! What the hell were you thinking, you fool!" he yelled. Flug wheezed and shuddered coughing, as he looked up at the demon.

"A-are you o-ok?" he choked out. Black Hat growled.

"Fucking moron." he hissed. He turned his head to see Crimson back up . Ice was at his side. they'd managed to get Ice and Flame and were starting to retreat. Black Hat growled tempted to slaughter them but allowed it letting the shadows vanish. His main concern was Flug. He looked back down at the mortal who was curling up against him weakly.

Black Hat pulled him fully into his arms and stood up, "Dementia! 505! We're going home! Hurry the hell up!" he ordered the two scrambled over. Dementia looked at Flug.

"Flug! I-is he going to be ok??" she asked worriedly. Black Hat didn't answer as he willed the shadows to cover them all and take them home. Once the shadows disappeared Black Hat set the unconscious doctor onto the couch. He knelt examining the bite on Flug's neck. He cursed and hung his head as he carefully felt along Flug's bruising neck.

"H-he's going to b-be ok right? He's gonna live.... he has too!" Dementia cried.

"His trachea is fractured... his vocal cords are likely to be injured as well... The odds of him surviving are low. Even if he does he'll most likely have issues breathing...." he muttered.(edited) "There has to be something we can do about that! We can take him to a hospi-"

"No we can't. We're Villains. Even if we managed to get them to care for him there's no guarantee he'll be able to live." Black Hat snapped. He looked up and reached over pulling the bag from the wheezing scientists head, it at least help some what. "...All we can do is wait." he murmured. He turned and sat on the floor leaning back against the couch. Dementia frowned, crawling over to his side and sitting next to him watching Flug. 505 curled up on Black Hat's other side whining

The eldritch demon closed his eyes lowering his head. It seemed like they were going to play the waiting game. Black Hat sighed and crossed his arms.

At some point Black Hat must have fallen asleep. because the next time he opened his eyes it was dark out side. Dementia and 505 were asleep next to him. Black Hat blinked and groaned as he rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck. He turned his head to look at Flug

The doctor was still out, his wheezing seemed to have gotten worse. The demon frowned, he shifted and moved so he was siting next to the human. he placed a hand on Flug's cheek and lightly stroked it, hushing him lightly as a wheezed wine escaped the doctor's lips.

"...You're alright, Love... Easy now..." he murmured leaning down to rest his forehead to Flug's. Flug twitched but relaxed, his whimpering stopping and his wheezing eased up. Black Hat sighed, and tilted his head up to press his lips to the other's forehead. There was a weak cough and a wheezy deep breath.

"...Bl-ack.... Hat?" The demon winced at how weak and fragile the other sound and pulled back.

"Sorry.... I didn't mean to wake you." Black Hat said. Flug blinked and sighed.

"No... i-it's fi-ine.... k-kind..... glad yo-ou.... did..." he wheezed out, reaching up to place a hand over the one still on his cheek. "...h-hu-urts.... C-can't m-move my... He-ad...." he mumbled.

"Then don't try to, dumbass. You'll worsen the damage." Black hat said. Flug shifted.

"...is.... is it.... cr-ush-ed?" he choked out.

"...Fractured. Stop talking. You're just making your vocal cords worse." Black Hat muttered, frowning.

Flug sighed and raised his hands and signed, 'Is this better?' he asked. Black Hat sat back.

"You should rest." he said.

'Not tired. don't want to sleep anymore.' Flug signed out in reply. 'Besides, we need to talk.'

Black Hat looked away, "...Don't worry... If You manage to live you're free to go back to your.... fiancé..." he forced the last word out with a slight growl. He looked back at Flug as the doctor waved his hands at him.

'No! Not that. Oscar and I...' Flug paused before continuing, 'Oscar let me go. He didn't want me to be in an unhappy relationship.' he finished

Black Hat tilted his head, "...You seemed happy." he said. Flug licked his lips eyes darting to the side before flicking back to Black Hat.

'I was. I thought I was." he paused, before starting to sign. 'I thought that I’d gotten over you. that i could move on and be ok. But that was proved to be wrong when i saw you.' he stopped and blinked tearing up, hands shaking slightly as he started signing again. 'I love you, Black Hat. I never stopped, and I regret leaving. I regretted it the second I left. I wanted to come back, but i couldn't take the fighting, I couldn't take us not being able to stay in the same room with out yelling at one another. it got to me and-' his hands were shaking too much at this point as his shoulders jerked with quiet sobs.

Black Hat reached out gripping them gently in his own, "You've nothing to apologize for, darling... You're not to blame. Not entirely at least." he said. Flug looked up at him and pulled his hands free and reached up. Black Hat rolled his eyes and leaned down carefully wrapping his arms around the frail human. Flug hugged him tightly. He gripped the back of the demon's suit.

"... I-I love... you.... Bl-ack Hat...." he whispered. Black Hat closed his eyes, letting out a sigh. He turned his head pressing a kiss to his human's cheek.

"And I you, Flug." he murmured. "Now shut up before you lose your voice." he added pulling back. Flug let out a breathy laugh.

'yes, Jefecito.' he signed. Black Hat rolled his eyes.

"Get some rest." The demon said. Flug yawned and shifted. he hesitated before signing.

'Lay with me?' he asked. The demon shifted blinking at the question before giving in and nodding. he shifted settling on his side between Flug and the back of the sofa. He laid an arm across the doctor, propping his head up on his other hand. Flug shifted closer to him, careful not move his head and settled down laying his own arms on top of the one across his stomach. He closed his eyes, and started to drift off.

Black Hat watched as the other fell asleep and closed his own eyes relaxing slightly. Hopefully this meant there was a chance that Flug would recover enough to live. But he wasn't allowing himself to get hopeful.

He didn't sleep the rest of the night. He remained at Flug's side eyes closed till morning when Dementia and 505 woke. The eldritch being opened his eyes looking at the two as they sat up. Dementia rubbed her eyes and looked up at Black Hat.

"...Is he ok?" she asked.

"...He's breathing." he answered. Flug was still far from ok. But he was breathing. Right now that was all that mattered. The hybrid girl gave a slow understanding nod and looked over at Flug.

"Did he wake up?" she asked.

"Yes, briefly. We talked for a bit and he went back to sleep." Black Hat replied looking down at the slumbering human next to him. Flug shifted slightly, but didn't wake up.

"What did you talk about?? Was it about last year?? Is everything ok now?? He's gonna come home now right??" the lizard girl asked rapidly. 505 looked at Black Hat eyes hopeful. Black hat stared at them before returning his gaze to Flug.

"... There is much we still need to discuss. Right now, we have to wait and see what happens." he murmured. Dementia frowned and looked over at Flug.

"...I'll go make some breakfast... I'm sure he'll be hungry when he wakes up! Come on 505! Let's cook some food up!" she said jumping up and taking off. The bear yawned and followed after her.

Black Hat watched them leave and turned his attention to Flug as the other shifted and made a weak noise. The human shifted and yawned, before opening his eyes and looking up at the demon. He raised his hands, signing.

'Did you sleep?'

"No. You know I don't require it as much as you fragile humans do." he responded. "Did you sleep well?" he asked.

'Better than i have in the past year.' Flug answered giving a small smile. 'Where's Dementia and 505?'

"Making you food." the demon said. he shift and sat up, helping the injured doctor up as well. Flug flinched, as his head moved slightly but shifted so he could sit up.

'That's good.... I'm starving.' he signed. Just as he finished signing, Dementia and 505 entered with plates of eggs and toast. He gave them both a weak smile. 'It smells great, guys. Thank you.'

Dementia grinned, "You're welcome, Fluggy~!" she chirped, handing him a plate and settling down with her own.

Flug lifted started to slowly eat. He winced slightly as he did. It was painful to swallow, his neck hurt so bad. He shifted and leaned into Black Hat slightly ignoring the soreness the best he could as he ate. Black Hat looked down at him and placed an arm around him.

It shouldn't be so easy to slip back into acting like lovers. Black Hat knew they should at least be hesitant to fall back into it, or at least Flug should be. But here they were, like nothing happened. It was as if that fight hadn't happened at all. Though the demon supposed it was mainly the fact that Flug was still at risk that made it easier to handle.

Flug glanced up at Black Hat, ignoring the pain of protest that shot through his neck as he tilted his head up. He set the plate down and started to sign catching Black Hat's attention.

'I think I'll be ok.' he signed. Black Hat gave a short nod, accepting it the statement. Flug knew that Black Hat didn't believe him. Hell, he didn't believe it himself. His neck hurt so badly, and it felt like he was suffocating. The only breath he could get was shallow and slightly quick as he wheezed. But he knew staying negative wasn't going to help anyone.

"...Flug?" Dementia called, catching the doctor's attention. he turned his head looking at the hybrid, curiously. "...Are... Are you home now?" she asked. Flug blinked and gave a wheezy chuckle, before signing.

'If I am welcomed to stay.' he glanced at Black Hat. The demon leaned down nuzzling into his hair.

"...You're always welcomed here." he said. Flug relaxed at that and leaned into the demon more, closing his eyes. He hadn't even moved all that much but he was already feeling drained.

"Does this mean you guys made up?? No more fighting??" Dementia asked.

"Eat, Dementia." Black Hat ordered, noticing the doctor starting to fall asleep again. The hybrid pouted but listened. Black Hat took the plate and set it on the end table, before standing and gathering Flug in his arms. "I'll move him up to his old room. Clean up once you two are done." he said. 505 and Dementia nodded and Black Hat headed up the stairs.

"Halfway to the doctor's old room Flug woke up again.

"...Wh-ere... are w-e going...?" he croaked out.

"What did I say about talking?" Black Hat asked. "...Your room. I assumed you'd be more comfortable in a bed than on the couch." he added. He glanced down as Flug started signing.

'A bed would be nice. Is it too much to ask to stay in your room?'

Black Hat slowed, "...Is that what you want?" he asked.

'Yes. I know I have no right to ask because I walked out but-'

"Its fine." Black Hat said cutting him off and he continued to walk, this time heading to his own suite. He stopped in front of it and Shifted Flug so he could open the door. He walked in and kicked the door shut behind him and walked over to the bed, setting the doctor down gently.

Once Flug was settled, the demon pulled away, "I'll return in a few hours. get some rest." he said.

'Alright.' Flug signed, before closing his eyes. Once he was asleep, Black hat left the room and headed to his office. The demon sighed as he entered the room and closed the doors behind him. He headed to his desk and collapsed in his chair looking out the window before turning and getting to work

Hearing the door close Flug opened an eye. He pushed him self up and put a hand to his throat flinching as he touched the bruises. He slid off the bed and slowly made his way the bathroom attached to the room. He switched on the light and faced the mirror flinching as he saw the dark bruises and the teeth marks. If he managed to survive they were going to scar. The scientist rubbed at his face and turned the light of as he left the bedroom, walking back over to the large bed. Flug crawled into it, pulling the comforter up and around him before curling into a ball.

It wasn't long till he was asleep again.

A month passed, Flug was in and out of sleep for most of it. But he was awake long enough to eat at least twice a day, and bathe when he needed to. Black Hat would stay with him when he was awake, and would work when Flug slept. Dementia and 505 stayed close to Flug at all times caring for him while the demon worked.

Flug was feeling better, much better when he woke up half way into the second month. He's neck wasn't hurting for once. He sat up and groaned quietly rolling he head slightly. He gave a relieved there was just sore stiffness. He rubbed at his neck. the bruises had started to fade, and the bites had healed, and as Flug predicted, left scars behind. Flug slid from the bed and stretched before slowly making his way out of the room. He started to make his way towards the stairs but paused as he neared Black Hat's office. The doctor shifted before stepping over to the doors and knocking.

"Enter." Black Hat called from inside. Flug opened the door and stepped inside. The demon looked up at him. "You're awake, how are you feeling?" he asked looking back down at the paperwork briefly before looking back up.

"...Better... Neck doesn't hurt anymore." Flug rasped out. "... Doesn't hurt to talk, either." he added closing the door and walking towards the other's desk. Black Hat leaned back in his chair giving a nod.

"That's good to know." the demon said. Flug stopped in front of his desk.

"Black Hat...." he started, only to stop and look away. Black Hat tilted his head watching him, before sighing.

"I still don't understand you humans." he muttered, causing Flug to look back up at him. The demon stood speaking up again as he walked around to Flug's side. "After all that happened, here you are. We were fighting, you left. You got someone new. You were engaged... yet the second we ran into each other that didn't matter." he said. Flug shifted and shrugged.

"...Its a case of what logic says should happen, vs. what our hearts tell us to do... Yes we fought. Yes it was stressful, and I hated it, but that was it. I hated the fighting. I... I never stopped loving you." he said looking down. "...I did like Oscar. He was nice. He... helped me a lot after I left.... and for a while.... I tricked myself into thinking that I'd fallen for him. That I was happy. That I'd moved on... I guess deep down I knew I hadn't. I guess that why I was so quick to run after you when Oscar broke it off." he added. He looked back up at the villain as Black Hat sighed and leaned against his desk crossing his arms.

The villain was silent for a few minutes be fore speaking up, "... You start back up at the start of next month. I do hope you remember how to use a lab." Black Hat said finally. Flug blinked in confusion.

"W-what?" he asked. Black hat looked at him.

"The next doomsday weapons aren't going to make themselves Dr. Flug. Our next catalog is due in late august. I'd like to be able to advertise something before then." He said, smirking as he saw a look of understanding and surprise appear on the scientist's face.

"I-I... R-really?" Flug asked. "J-just like that?"

"I need a scientist. You're the only one who’s perfect for the job." Black Hat replied. Flug stepped up to him and hugged the demon burying his face in the other's shoulder. Black Hat tensed but relaxed and hugged back. "...Its good to have you home, Flug." he murmured. "Its good to be home." Flug whispered. He pulled back and looked up at the demon. "...Black-mmh!" Black Hat leaned down catching the human in a kiss, cutting him off. Flug recovered and tightened his arms around the demon's neck as he returned the kiss eagerly. He whined as Black Hat broke the kiss soon after. The demon chuckled.

"You should go eat." he said. "...I need to get back to work and you're still as distracting as ever. I'll see you at lunch." he added nudging the human away from him. Flug chuckled at the other's statement and stepped back allowing the other to return behind his desk.

"Alright. See you at lunch." he said, before leaving the office. He smiled as he shut the door behind him, and headed down stairs.

Black Hat watched as his scientist left and sighed getting back to work. He smiled slightly as he shifted through the papers.

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Mun interview

1) Are you really ready for 111 questions? Yes! 2) Where are you taking this test at? Work 3) Was your last real relationship a mistake? Yes. Because apparently it was nothing more than a ‘fling’ to them when originally they’d told me were partners. 4) Who did you last say “I love you” to? My mom 5) Do you regret it? Never 6) Have you ever been depressed? I have depression and am dealing with it right now 7) Are you a boy or girl? I’m a girl 8) Do you have a job? Yup. 9) What is your relationship status? I have poly partners (2 to be exact) but they feel more like cuddle buddies than dating… so I’d go with saying I’m single 10) How do you want to die? … Given my current emotional state it’s better I don’t answer this one. 11) What did you last eat? Egg and Cheese quesadilla 12) Played any sports? Yoga, Swimming, and Self Defense for a bit 13) Do you bite your nails? No. 14) When was your last physical fight? Never 15) Do you have an attitude? I’m sarcastic and sassy 16) Do you like someone? …No. Not any more 17) What is your real name? Gabriela Matana K------ (Full Names have power) 18) What is the background of you computer screen? It rotates my cosplay photos with my friends 19) Are you gonna get high later? I will never do drugs 20) Do you hate anyone at the moment? Yes. At least 3 people. All of whom led me on and then treated me like a fucking dirty secret afterwards. They lied and denied our relationship, and claimed they did nothing wrong. 21) Do you miss someone? Yes. Several people. 22) Twirl or cut your spaghetti? twirl 23) Do you tan a lot? I burn. 24) Have any pets? At my moms I have a Yorkey named Chief 25) How exactly are you feeling?! Numb on the inside 26) Ever eaten food in a car while someone or yourself is driving? Yes 27) Ever made out in the bathroom? No 28) Would you take any of your exes back? FUCK NO

29) Are you afraid of spiders? Ish 30) Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? Yes! 31) Do you regret anything from your past? Yes 32) What are your plans for this weekend? Friday to Saturday with my friend CC, Saturday to Sunday with my younger biological sister, Sunday to Monday I’m going to a Ranch with my older biological sister to go horseback riding and unwind. 33) Do you want to have kids? I would like to adopt 34) Did you ever kiss someone whose name starts with an M? Yes. 35) Do you type fast? Yup 36) Do you have piercings? Ears 37) Want any more? I want a 2nd ear piercing 38) Can you spell well? Uh… FUCK YES 39) Do you miss anyone from your past? Yes… absolutely. 40) What are you craving right now? Dark Chocolate 41) Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes 42) Have you ever been to jail? Hell Nope 43) Have you ever been on a horse? Yup once when I was little 44) Kissed someone in a pick up truck? NO 45) Have you ever broken someone’s heart? …maybe? 46) Have you ever been cheated on? Yes. 47) Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Yes. It was mutual crying though. 48) What time is it currently? 10:45 am 49) Would you live with someone without marrying them? Sure 50) What should you be doing? Nothing I’m on my lunch break. 51) What’s irritating you right now? The World… and myself. 52) Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurts? Yes. 53) Does somebody love you? Yes. 54) What is your favorite color? Purple 55) Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle? Yes 57) Do you have trust issues? Yes, and abandonment issues 58) You are over half way done with this. Are you sure you want to continue? Sure. 59) Do you have any siblings? I’m adopted from birth, from my adopted parents (who are divorced and remarried to new people) I have a stepbrother and sister, I have 2 half sisters and 1 half brother.

Biologically I have an older and younger half sister. 60) Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Mom and Stepdad I’m close with. My stepmother is emotionally abusive and my dad is uninvolved. 61) Do you live with anyone? Nope. 62) Do you believe your most recent ex thinks about you? I don’t even fucking care. 63) Who was the last person you cried in front of? No one. I cry alone and silently. 64) Do you give out second chances too easily? Yes. And I need to stop. 65) Is it easier to forgive or forget? I wish I could forget. 66) Is this year the best year of your life? 2016 and 2017 have been shit for me. 67) What was your childhood nickname? Gobstopper, Lobster, Nobster, Keiko, Darcy, Gabster. 68) Have you ever walked outside completely naked? Fuck no 69) What is your motto in life? All of us lay in the gutter but some of us are looking up at the stars ~ Oscar Wilde 70) Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Yes, we just may not know what it is just yet. 71) What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? Watched youtube and played tsume tsume 72) Do you have a best friend? Yes. 73) What is bothering you? My entire life. 74) Have you ever been out of your country? Yes 75) Do you play the Wii? Meh. Give me an Xbox 76) Are you listening to music right now? Yes. Halsey. 77) Do you like Chinese food? Love it. 78) Do you know your fathers b- day? January 25th 79) Are you afraid of the dark? Very 80) Is cheating ever okay? FUCK NO 81) Are you mean? Hufflepuff’s can be VICIOUS when slighted. 82) Can you keep white shoes clean? No 83) What was the last song you listened to? Issue’s – Julie Michaels 84) Do you believe in true love? Fuck no 85) What are you currently wearing? Red jeans, tennis shoes, and a Gambit from X-men t-shirt 86) What do you wear to bed? Nothing. 87) What is the weather like right now? TOO FUCKING HOT 88) Do you like the outside? Meh. If it’s overcast or rainy 89) Are you currently bored? A little bit 90) Do you wanna get married? It is my life goal 91) Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? If it’s a girl I don’t mind, but it’s kinda creepy if a dude does it 92) Are you hungry? No

93) Have you ever made out for more than a half hour straight? I hate even the IDEA of making out. 94) What makes you happy? Puppies, cute animals 95) Would you change your name? No 96) Ever been to Alaska? No 98) Do you watch the news? Nope, I watch Trevor Noah and Philip D Franco 99) What’ s your zodiac sign? Pisces/Leo 100) Do you like Subway? Sometimes yeah. 101) Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? No 102) Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Seeing as he’s my brother and engaged to be married…. 103) Do you talk like your friends? Don’t really pay attention. 104) What do you plan to do with the rest of your day? Work, get shit done, then see Spiderman and Apes in theaters with a friend. 105) Have you ever seen someone you knew & purposely avoided them? Uh, fuck yes. 106) Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? My big bro in all but blood, John 107) who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? Andres 108) Does it matter if your boyfriend/girlfriend smokes? Yes. I hate the smell. 109) Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? My coworker 110) Favorite lyrics right now? Wish I could be just a little less dramatic Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames Leave it to me to be holdin’ the matches When the fire trucks show up and there’s nobody else to blame Can’t get revenge and keep a spotless reputation Sometimes revenge is a choice you gotta make My mama came from a softer generation Where you get a grip and bite your lip just to save a little face Go and fix your make up, girl, it’s just a break up Run and hide your crazy and start actin’ like a lady 'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together Even when you fall apart But this ain’t my mama’s broken heart Powder your nose, paint your toes Line your lips and keep 'em closed Cross your legs, dot your eyes And never let 'em see you cry

-Miranda Lambert “Mama’s Broken Heart”

111) Tag 10 people

@amagizoologistscase @creatureprotector @percival-grave-s @allforthegreatergood @loveisforchildren-percivalgraves @tolcveistodestrcy

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