#oh also it features the Larissa

[larissa-the-scribe]

Project: Letters for Absent Friends

An epistolary/serial story, taken from the letters, field reports, and journal entries of three people seeking answers to the questions of life. For example, classics such as:

How do you deal with losing people in your life, especially when no one else seems to remember that they existed?

If I'm adopted, where did I come from and why is this formless entity of darkness trying to get me killed?

How did I fall out of touch with my sister, and is it connected to the creepy slave-owning corporation living under the mountain?

This story has been percolating for a While, and then recently started demanding attention as it grew and bubbled over like a Coca-cola with mentos dropped in it. It still needs a lot of work and planning, so that will be mostly going on in the background for now.

Current Status: WIP, Background Project

[bagdaddyb]

please please please, jealous Larissa x teacher!reader

Mine

Warnings: S M U T 18+, minors dni!! Filth with little plot, possessive behavior, jealous behavior, slapping, man handling, (lots of) dirty talk, bulge kink, breeding kink, spit kink, praise kink, degrading kink mixed with a little verbal abuse, slight brainwash, punishment/spanking, tears, kinda toxic, Dark Dom Daddy Larissa (Larissa is a bit mean), Bottom Puppy Reader. 

Reader and Larissa have a non established relationship

Authors notes: I’m so sorry anon!!!! I wrote this whole snippet thinking the request was possessiveness then saw it was jealousy and had to work it in there so I’m so sorry if it seems rushed if you don’t like it anon just let me know and I will write something else.

You watched Larissa with a mixture of love and disdain as she shot the fake gun in the air commencing the Poe Cup. For a moment, you question yourself, were you not partner material? Was there a reason this goddess of a woman had only been using you as a sexual rouse for the past six months and not made any move towards progressing you're relationship. In the beginning it was fine you might of even said it was all you wanted at the time but now you longed for a loving embrace, a sweet kiss goodnight, the feeling of your fingers wonderfully tangled in another and while you did sometimes get those from Larissa it wasn’t the same. You wanted more than a fuck buddy wanted more than someone who just took out their frustrations on you and as you sit here and think to yourself you realize that's all Larissa wanted to be. Finally ripping your burning gaze from the woman you settle with yourself in the decision to move on with your life. Walking to the right of the stage to get a better view, your gaze turns to one of adoration as you watch Ophelia halls boat pull into first. Becoming the dorm mom of the hall was like a puzzle piece slipping into place and you couldn't be more proud of your girls. Smiling wide as the group of four run across the finish line you feel a strong beat in your chest when Larissa announces Ophelia hall has won for a second year in a row. Making your way forward you only slightly grimace as mud covers your black boots, luckily the extra height from the shoes saving your black pants from the same fate. Black sweater protecting you from the cold biting wind you carry over four towels to keep the girls from catching cold.

"I must say I'm impressed."

Your voice breaks through Enid's excited squeals and in a second you are surrounded by the rowing team.

"Did you see us Ms. (Y/L/N)?"

Enid says quickly and you can't help the light chuckle you let forth.

"No, I was watching the other Poe Cup across the lake."

You say with sarcasm causing an almost nonexistent smirk to cross Wednesday's face.

"You all were wonderful, what do you say I treat you all to a night of gravedigging."

Your smile was bright as three of the four grimaced at the offer.

"Sounds absolutely dreadful. Let's meet at nine."

Wednesday says trying not to sound overly excited before she walks away towards the dorm hall. Enid and the others trying to hide their disgust as they follow the girl. You let go of a content sigh before turning to make your own way back towards the school building. Your students' essays wouldn't read themselves. Well....... 

“Ms. (Y/L/N).”

Your head turned in response to the near yell of your name another head also turning in the crowd behind you.

“I couldn’t help but overhear your going out with your hall tonight need a second chaperon?”

A smile graced your features as one of the new assistant teachers spoke, you didn’t remember the woman’s name but you recognized her face as she had seemed to be bumping into you a lot recently.

“Oh I don’t need one those girls always behave with me but you are more than welcome to join in the activity it can be very invigorating.”

Your smile was returned as well as a small blush that ghosted the younger woman’s cheeks.

“I can’t wait.”

The young teacher made her way into the crowd leaving you to your thoughts as you began to walk towards the school. Lifting off the floor as you begin to walk on air you get lost within your own mind your abilities now being second nature to you. Steps end as you eventually just propel yourself forward reaching the school in seconds before lowering yourself in the middle of the quad. The walk from there to your classroom is short stepping into the dark room filled with beakers of different organs and body parts a smile graces your lips as you stare at the essays stacked on your desk. This job was a dream teaching monster anatomy coincided with your interests and it allowed you to cause a grimace on most of the students faces on a daily basis.

.......

An unpleasant feeling settled in Larissa’s stomach as she watched Ms. Kathryn Yeil become a blushing mess while speaking to you for the third day in a row. You were to naïve never found yourself pretty so you never assumed anyone else did either but Larissa saw you. The goddess she possessed and she knew your worth so it didn’t surprise her when one of the newbies took a liking to you. What did surprise her was the feeling it brought over her body. Kathryn was young much younger than Larissa pretty, smart, and she seemed to have a few things in common with you. Larissa was your polar opposite there was not a single interest you shared besides coffee and honestly that didn’t even count. So as she hears the end of your conversation your invitation and her acceptance she can’t help but feel that uncomfortable tingle of jealousy course through her as thoughts of you with anyone else fills her mind. Possessiveness takes over her body in waves and as she watches you set off towards the school a pinch of hurt hits her too, if nothing else Larissa owned you she had told you many times before and you always moaned out in agreement..... who even knows what you two have but Larissa was done tiptoeing around it. Toe of her heels digging in the ground as she set off towards the school to find you and put you in your place.

.......

 Sitting down at your desk with a content sigh you barely pick up the third essay on the six different stomachs in a giant before there's a knock on your door. Humming out a distracted ‘come in’ you don’t look up when the person on the other side of the door entered opting to continue reading the essay before you. Familiar heels click against the floor of your classroom and you ready yourself to say what needed to be said standing and dusting off your pants you raise your eyes to sharp blues. Voice nearly dying in your throat you get your courage back with a few fake coughs.

EHM   ehm   “Larissa... we need to talk.”

Your voice came out softer than you intended but you brushed it off deciding to stay strong. Larissa still somewhat scared you even after all this time and her domineering personality often made her lash out. A perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised in question before her sadistic smile she only seemed to shine your way made its path across her face.

“What does my little puppy need to talk to me about hmm?”

Her words dripped with an unspoken promise. The promise of what you didn’t know and honestly weren’t sure if you wanted to find out. Eyes never leaving Larissa’s you speak.

“Larissa... I can’t... I don’t want to do this anymore. You’re a great woman and it was fun sneaking around at first but I’m tired of cat and mouse I want something real. So what ever this arrangement is that we have it stops now.”

A look of surprise and something else graced Larissa’s features before she merely chuckled and shook her head while moving into your space. 

“Oh my darling girl have I not been clear or have you been to fucked out to remember?”

Starting off sweet before ending harsh Larissa bends to say the next words in your ear.

“When I have you screaming about how your daddy’s little plaything those words are not to arouse you in the heat of passion, though they do seem to get a rise out of you.."

Larissa’s eyes sparkle with mischief as a pink hue starts at your cheeks your strong demeanor slowly starting to fade as she reminds you exactly whose in charge. 

“Those words are a decree a collar you wear around your neck that only I can see. Would you prefer I kept you on my lap so that everyone can see just how much of a slut you are for me? You want real? Lets be real you belong to me puppy; body, mind, and soul. My thing to play with, my bitch to command, you are mine and mine alone but clearly you’ve forgotten that hmm?”

The last four words are sweet even as she grips you harshly and man handles you over your desk.

“How fogged your little mind gets when daddy doesn’t abuse this pussy for a few days.”

You put up no resistance as Larissa strips your body, as much as you wanted to deny it you couldn’t hide the way your heart thumped in excitement, the way your core pulsed in anticipation your mind began to slip back and forth you felt torn, you needed to fight this you wanted something real and the only thing this situation seemed to be was real toxic but as Larissa got you naked slid a hand up your abdomen over your chest and around your throat commanding you to open your mouth and you did so without question accepting her spit happily before swallowing she only proved her words to be true. She owned you.

“There we go puppy, you always take anything daddy gives you.”

Just as the praise registers so does Larissa hand harshly smacking across your face.

“Don’t think that changes anything whore, leave me? I’m the only one that loves you silly puppy is so dumb without daddy you wouldn’t make it a day.”

You bite your lip as the sting of the rough contact tingles on your skin and the words crash through your brain.

“Roll onto your stomach bitch and show me that pretty ass of yours I think you deserve punishment.”

Your body moved quickly as venom laced words continued to fall from Larissa’s mouth.

“I’m very disappointed puppy I thought you always wanted to please daddy. Instead you want to whore yourself out."

Tears build up as your mind begins to slip further.

“You’re going to count each hit slut miss one, we start over, and you’re going to take everything I give you forget your safe word tonight puppy, daddy’s mad and nothing’s gonna stop me tonight.”

crack

You lean a bit further onto your desk as the hard slap connects but don’t miss a beat.

“1.”

smack

“2.”

creak

whimper

“3.”

crack

“4.”

snap

Tears hit the desk in front of your eyes but you barely register them.

“5.”

whack

“6.”

smack

A sob escapes your throat yet you continue.

“7.”

whip

“8.”

wham

“9.”

By now your openly sobbing but it all means nothing to you, you disappointed daddy and you have to make it right.

crack

“10.”

By nineteen your backside screamed at Larissa, red and welping but Larissa only cooed as she ran a light hand up your back.

“Such a good girl, taking your punishment so well, one more puppy just one more.”

A pathetic whimper escaped your throat at the thought but you nodded none the less bracing yourself for another harsh slap. Larissa didn’t hold back her hand connecting with your skin just as harsh as it had the last nineteen times a slight scream escaped your mouth as you crumbled forward falling completely on top of your desk the strength in your arms long gone.

“20.”

A pleased hum left Larissa as she ran a soothing hand up your back.

“Such a good puppy for daddy, you did so well, I’m so proud of you.”

Rolling you onto your back Larissa easily keeps your backside lifted off the wood before sliding her jacket between your skin and the surface. You can’t help but grimace as she lowers you, your cheeks still plenty raw from her rough treatment but your mind focuses on the white haired enchantress as she makes her way between your legs. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry daddy.”

Tears still stream down your face as you speak but Larissa ignores you spreading your legs wide in order to get a good look at you.

“Would you look at that.... it doesn’t matter how rough daddy is with you, you’ll still be a slutty mess between your legs.”

Larissa slips out of her own dress and undergarments easily, unpinning her hair before towering over you.

“I think you secretly like it when daddy’s rough with you....”

Larissa whispers to you as she begins to tease at your swollen clit causing you to gasp.

“Because you know how hard I’ll fuck you after.”

Long fingers easily slide into familiar territory as her thumb continues to play with your clit. Moaning you lift your hands to tangle in white locks.

“Daddy.

You moan out softly as you pull at Larissa willing her to be closer.

“Because you know I’ll fuck you deep and hard with my cock till I fill you with my seed.”

A loud moan slips through at the combination of Larissa’s words and fingers. The familiar tightness beginning in your stomach.

“You like that don’t you bitch, when I fuck you dumb then fill your little cunt with my babies.”

Whimpers begin as a sloshing sound starts between your legs while you respond.

“Yes daddy, I love when you fuck a baby in me, I’m gonna cum daddy, can I cum?”

Removing her fingers, Larissa stands to her full height before sucking your wetness off her digits.

“Oh sweetheart, you think you deserve to cum after the stunt you tried to pull? No puppy tonight is all about daddy, I plan to use you like a fleshlight till I cum, maybe if you behave tomorrow I’ll let you have your release.”

In that moment you see the transformation between her legs begin her vagina being replaced with a penis of her own, her warm thick tip brushing through your folds a few times before she began to push into your entrance. Moans leave your lips as your center still is recovering from the orgasm denial mere moments ago. When Larissa’s hips meet your own you almost quake with need.

“So full daddy.”

The smug look on Larissa’s face sent tingles through you as soft hands ran over your stomach that now bulged with Larissa’s presence.

“Your taking me so well puppy, feel so good inside.”

Your stomach clenches at the words squeezing Larissa and causing her to let out a pleased huff. Moving her hips slowly in and out for a moment you relish in your small adjustment period before Larissa’s left hand grips your throat, her right hand pushes on your bulge and her hips slam against yours. Your eyes rolled back as Larissa began to fuck you within an inch of your sanity, you felt every vein on her length, felt every brush of her tip against your g spot, felt every stretch at your entrance and the pleasure was to good. Tears never stopped flowing though they no longer came from pain now pleasure.

“Oh daddy.”

You moaned out voice a little scruffy from the hand around your neck. 

“Fuck this pussy daddy, yessssss, fuck.”

Your pleasure was blinding, the pressure was building and before you could even open your mouth to ask Larissa pulled out. Your whine was audible a natural response to your second denial but your body remained unmoving. Allowing Larissa to basically manhandle you onto your side, she lifts a leg allowing it to run up her body while the other was pushed out of the way. The first thing you noticed when she entered you in this position was how deep you felt her. You felt like one, her member hitting you in deep spots only she knew, grabbing your legs as leverage Larissa begins to drill you again, loud moans poured out of your mouth as your juices splashed all over Larissa’s jacket.

“Who owns you?”

“Daddy.”

The words seemed to please Larissa one of her hands leaving your leg to play with your clit as she fucked into you.

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

“Daddy.”

The word came out as a sob as your body begins to slightly shake. 

“I can’t daddy I’m gonna...”

In an instant Larissa’s warmth leaves your walls clenching around nothing desperately. Crossing your legs together Larissa slides between your wet thighs fucking them just as hard and fast as she’d fuck you its merely another minute before she pulls away from your thighs squirting on your punished backside. A whine leaves your lips as you suddenly feel the deep intrusion of Larissa's cock again.

“Such a good puppy, you took me so well.”

Larissa’s words where like a pillow as your drop takes full force, your body shaking with sobs.

“Always such a good puppy for daddy, I’m so proud of you.”

Larissa’s words continued as she wrapped her body around yours becoming the blanket you didn’t know you needed and suddenly you were the safest you’d ever been.

“I’m so sorry daddy, so sorry, I love you daddy I don’t want to upset you.”

The words struck Larissa and she was happy you couldn’t see the small blush on her face.

“And I love you puppy you are mine as much as I am yours and I don’t like to share. What we have is real.”

You ran fingers through soft locks and suddenly your heart started to beat out of your chest wrapped in the warm embrace of your lover still full and connected you felt pure bliss.

“Stop talking to Kathryn it makes me uncomfortable.”

Confusion quickly took hold of your face as you searched your mind before you responded.

“Who?”

[lotties-ashwagandha]

Hello! All your Larrisa Weems fics are amazing!

I was wondering if you could write a Larrisa x fem!reader where they were in a relationship while studying at Nevermore. They broke up after school, but never really lost their feelings for each other. Now the reader returns to Nevermore due to Family Weekend (she is the parent) and they reunite. Thanks in advance!

THE RAIN IS OURS, AND WE ARE LOVERS

pairing: larissa weems x fem!siren!reader

word count: 1054

notes and warnings: title from “heavy weather” by billie marten <3 TW//brief mention of drugs and alcohol. ALSO italics indicate flashbacks.

taglist (if you want to be added or taken off lmk!!): @cartoonpeoples @thedeconstructionist @cordeliass @paulsonsratched @mayfair-fleur @goodeday2u @traumatisedfangirl

It seemed like ages since you had last seen your daughter. It had only been a few weeks, but still you couldn’t help but think she’d gotten a bit taller as she slammed into you, enveloping you in a hug.

Almost all of the women in your family had been sirens. It was a generational gift, though to you it was nothing but a curse. When your daughter had begun to manifest her powers only a few days past her fourteenth birthday, you had immediately enrolled her into Nevermore, where she had been spending the last few months.

The moment you reunited with her during Parents’ Weekend felt like heaven. You had spent endless nights lying awake wondering if she was alright, if she had made friends or was being bullied, how her powers were manifesting. It terrified you to be away from her for so long, but with her in your arms, you were whole once more.

Your daughter pulled away, excitement obvious in her features, and she pulled you through the courtyard. “I’ve made so many friends!” She exclaimed. “Even Bianca, who’s kind of the queen of Nevermore, eats lunch with me sometimes.”

She was pulling you toward a group of girls sitting by the fountain in the courtyard, some of them with parents accompanying, some without. You knew she was anxious for you to meet her friends, and you were pleased that she wanted you there instead of shooing you away in embarrassment.

“Oh!” Your daughter said excitedly, sharply turning directions. “You have to meet the principal! She said you two were good friends back in the day.”

Before you could respond, you had been tossed in front of a statuesque blonde towering high above you, her light blue eyes in contrast with her crimson lips as she stared down at you in surprise. Your daughter eyed the two of you in a state of complete oblivion.

“Larissa Weems?” You half-asked awkwardly, wanting to run in the opposite direction as fast as you could.

Larissa nodded, clearing her throat. “It’s nice to see you.”

There was nothing to say, but there was everything at the same time.

“Althea,” you said to your daughter, “how about you go gather your friends and meet me by the entrance of Ophelia Hall? I’ll be there in just a minute.”

Your daughter nodded excitedly, rushing off.

A silence stretched between you and Larissa for what felt like an eternity before one of you spoke. She made you nervous, just as she always had, but apart from the nerves that came with having been blindsided by her presence and the knowledge of the past you shared, you couldn’t say you minded the tension too much.

“Why wasn’t I aware that you are Althea’s mother?” Larissa asked, and you could tell she was attempting to be as pleasant as she could.

“I registered her online,” you recalled. “I must admit, I knew the principal’s name was Weems, but it just… I couldn’t quite connect the dots, I suppose.”

“I understand.”

And this time, the silence between you seemed to be in mourning of your time at Nevermore, all those years ago.

—

She wasn’t supposed to be there. It was past curfew, and everyone was either asleep or lurking in the shadows of Nevermore’s underground tunnels and libraries, everything silent in appearance.

You had made an agreement with your roommate that you would not tell on her if she went to a secret party, if she would not tell if you allowed Larissa to spend the night.

The group of you were seventeen, and such a year at Nevermore was spent as you and Larissa were spending it, listening to vintage rock turned all the way down on the stereo in your room and getting a little high and a little drunk off of what you had been able to acquire from the normies in Jericho.

You were standing by the open window, stargazing, or rather wondering why it looked like the moon was flashing in and out of focus. You chuckled a bit — you weren’t sure why, but everything was suddenly unspeakably funny.

Larissa came up behind you, wrapping her arms around you. “I think the concepts of twin flames and soulmates are rather stupid,” she said, her tone fluctuating as she spoke, “but if soulmates are real, I think you’re mine.”

You inhaled sharply, a warm sense of love flooding over you, and you turned to face her. “You’re everything to me.”

She leaned down to kiss you and bliss came over you both, the moon shining silver in its glory.

If only you’d known then how terrible the future was that waited ahead.

—

“Your daughter’s been getting perfect grades,” Larissa told you, professionalism seeping back into her. “She’s quite an excellent student. She’s joined the chess club, too, and the art club.”

You smiled, overcome with pride at your daughter’s achievements. “She’s always been so talented at everything she tries.”

“Just like her mother,” Larissa said before she could stop herself, a slight falter for which she cursed herself. “Tell me, is your partner here? I’d very much like to meet them.”

“No,” you said a bit too quickly. “We split up years ago. It was never anything worth holding onto, I don’t regret it… I do regret not keeping in contact with you, though.”

“Really? After everything that happened?”

“Yes, you’re the only person that made this place bearable for me.”

She chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “That can't be true.”

“It is,” you insisted with a smile, “but you never seemed to realize that. I would have done anything for you.”

Larissa nodded, taking a risk with her next words. “Is that still the case?”

You shifted in your stance, swallowing hard. “It depends on what you’d like me to do.”

“I would like for you to meet me at the weathervane this Saturday at 1pm.”

You shook your head. “No, I can’t.”

Larissa nodded awkwardly.

“I can do Sunday, though,” you said, and her expression lit up. “Sunday at 1pm?”

She nodded. “That’s perfect.”

And just as the moon had shone with such silver glory all those years ago, the sun opened up a path of love and rebirth, an eternal reminder of the new start the two of you had found.

[v3nusxsky]

for the smut prompts number 3 pls i’ll love you forever🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Wildest dreams 18+

*Authors note~ happy Halloween guys! I would like to thank you all for following along with my first ever Kinktober! Enjoy guys, also @prettybuckybaby you should love me forever bc I added Bucky :)*

Trigger warnings~ Mistress kink daddy kink mommy kink sir kink? Oral sex sex toys Bucky x r, Larissa x r, lesso x r, Natasha x r, lesso x Wanda (punishment only) bondage blindfolds humiliation? Praise kink degrading kink Voyeurism, r getting shared around um smut ? Idk if it’s in need of anymore warnings

Prompt~ see ask

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“Leo! I’m sorry” you whined as the fiery red head continued to fix your bindings and place the extra thick blindfold over your eyes. “I simply don’t care Kitten, you earned this so you’ll shut up and take it like a pretty Kitty for your Mistress, or I’ll just cancel your surprise” she threatened making sure to attach the little vibe to your aching clit. “I’m sorry please, Leo I’ll be a good girl” you promised, but you both knew that it was an empty promise. When you get bored you tend to become bratty, and that was something Lesso loved. Putting her pretty Kitten back in her place was great stress relief. However, it being Halloween the Dean had a surprise lined up, but you’d have to take the punishment first.

Flicking the vibe on Lesso just watched as you thrashed against the bindings, “oh dear! I must have set it to high, my mistake” she taunted watching how your body was forced to be still. Your pleas and empty promises flowing from your mouth like a river had the red head desperately dipping a hand into her underwear to tease herself. “Quiet kitten, or you’ll not get to hear how turned on your Mistress is for you” was all that was needed to have you biting your lower lip to try and silence yourself. Being rewarded with her whimpers and groans of pleasure had your poor core practically leaking with need.

Leonora must have took pity on you as she turned the vibe off throwing it somewhere around the room before straddling your thigh. “You don’t mind if Mistress uses you kitten do you? You’ve got me awfully turned on, and it’s only right you fix it isn’t it? You wanna make me feel good right?” Her words we murmured right down your ear as you immediately agreed begging her to use you and take what she wants. Anything for her pleasure. “I just want to be a good Kitten for you, please let me help” you whined as the redhead began to rut her hips against your thigh, her panties adding the extra stimulation, aiding her to get to that edge faster, after all she is on a time crunch.

“I wanna hear your beg, beg for your Mistress to cover you in my cum, beg for me sweet girl” she groaned coming closer to the edge, but wanting to hear you say how badly you need her to cum. And that you did, like a good kitten you begged and pleaded until her warm cum was spread over your thigh. Moving off your thigh the red head informed you your guests of honour had arrived. “Leo? Guests? What’s happening Leo?” You whimpered only to be silenced with a kiss. “Ahh sweet girl, I read your book, and decided as a special treat to find these people. You took your punishment now here’s the next part. Let’s great them shall we?”

You lost count of how many people had now joined the room but by the gasps of want and desire you could tell this would be interesting. Your body bound and littered in your lovers marks was on full display now leaving your curiosity to run absolutely wild. “She’s a free slut for you all, nothing is off limits apart from her cumming. Her safe words is the traffic light system and a fist if she can’t freely talk, have fun” the red head command before growling “You however know what to do.”

Lesso had found your note book of pure porn without plot, a book featuring a variety of people that you knew didn’t even know of your existence. It was flattering really, you included her in every single story you wrote and she just knew she had to treat you to this. Something not even your wildest dreams would comprehend. After all it wasn��t hard to locate the Realms of these people.

Larissa was first, The schools for Goof and Evil having worked together recently meant she was already familiar with Lesso’s pet and was more than happy to play along, she found you rather adorable and well fuckable. Lesso explained your stories and Larissa immediately recognised what her students were calling “fanficton” that she had confiscated from some of the older students of Nevermore.

It was decided Larissa would play with you first, after all she has Nevermore to run. So it was no surprise to anyone really that Larissa crawled up your body to litter it with kisses of her own, praises flowing freely as she took in your body. “Such a pretty girl, mommy wants to sit on your face darling” she murmured before nipping at your neck. “Mistress?” You whimpered looking for the okay only to be treated with a harsh smack to your thigh, “do as your told kitten, don’t keep mommy waiting little slut.”

Larissa’s pillow like thighs settled either side of your head as she lowered her now exposed cunt to your awaiting tongue. “Oh good girl, such a good little girl” Larissa murmured as she began to grind her hips down against your mouth. “Pretty girl, they are all watching your pretty pussy flutter around nothing, you’re so good darling” Larissa mewled as you sucked on her clit forcing her to her orgasm quicker than she would’ve liked. “Fuck! Good fucking girl, right there Y/n. Oh fuck Leo she’s so perfect” Larissa complimented as she drenched your face in her juices. You carefully brought the woman back down so she could climb off your face and steal a kiss. She immediately took control and forced her tongue into your mouth effectively tasting herself on your tongue. “Mm so fucking sweet pretty girl, until the next time” she murmured leaving a kiss on your cheek before finding her original spot.

“Mistress, thank you-“ you whimpered but were cut off by the bed dipping by your bound foot. “Gonna be good doll?” A male voice sounded the room and you instantly knew who it was. “B-buck?” You whimpered causing Leonora to laugh, “oh kitten, you weren’t this shy in your stories, go ahead Bucky, fuck her.” See there was no need to get you ready, Larissa and lesso had done a good enough job of that and well, Bucky would be lying if he said he hadn’t been lazily stroking her hard cock to the sight of you being a whore. It was a massive turn on. Making quick work of applying a condom he settled himself between your spread legs. “Ready for me dolly?”

Lining himself up with your awaiting core he immediately slipped in, you letting out whimpers, a mix of pain and pleasure, at the stretch. “God Dolly you’re so tight! Does Mistress not fuck you well enough? Hmm?” He taunted setting a slow and steady rhythm. “You just needed Sir’s cock hmm? Lesso, look how cock dumb she is for me, might want to be carful or I’ll take the slut back with me.”

“Watch it Barnes” lesso growled, she was all for it, watching you be shared around, but you are hers. And that was clear. “Mistress is best- fuck oh god I - at fucking me” you attempted to get out amongst the moans he was pulling from you, the bulbous head of his dick bumping against your cervix, “Mistress, close please! Can I” you whimpered hoping she would take pity on you. “Pull out Bucky, she isn’t to cum” Lesso damned only to be met with a disgruntled noise from Bucky as he did as he was asked. There he stripped the rubber from his painful hard dick before crawling up the bed.

From there he got a good look at you, desperate and pouting at the denial. The feeling of his cock rubbing at your lips had you gasping in shock, just before he thrusted himself down your throat. “Suck on it dolly” he demanded as he fucked your face, forcing you to swallow every last drop of cum. Tears now leaked from the blindfold as you coughed and spluttered around his pulsating member. “Fucking whore likes choking on cock, I wonder” he panted pulling out from your swollen lips to place his large hands around your throat, “you look so much better with my hands around your throat doll.”

Bucky soon left the room leaving you so fucking desperate and yet no clue what would happen to you now. That’s when you heard the Russian accent. “Oh she’s so pretty, wands what are you doing” the Russian spat causing Wanda to whimper, fuck she’d been caught. Although they were here to play with you she was still very much Natasha’s submissive and this was her reward. One that she’d just lost. “Leonora, could you deal with that needy bitch of mine while I fuck this sweetheart to high heaven?” Oh fuck no, you struggled to free yourself from the bindings, Leonora is yours and you couldn’t get to her, Wanda being free and touchable had lesso agreeing knowing she was setting off your jealous rage.

Natasha’s black widow skills came in use as she skilfully undid the bindings to reposition you and quickly tied you back up. This time the blind fold was removed and you had full access to watch Wanda being caned by your lover as Natasha slotted herself underneath you and quickly entered you with one swift thrust of her faux cock. “Oh Dekta you’re still so tight even after all of that? Oh you poor girl, must wanna cum for daddy hmm?” The redheads taunting combined with the speed her thrusts and the hits Wanda was receiving was dizzying, you could see the other avenger beg for mercy and you knew how that would fall on deaf ears. “Daddy” Wanda sobbed causing Leonora to growl, “daddy is busy, it’s Mistress you should be focused on or are you that much of a slut all you can think about is daddy fucking my Kitten over there” lesso was never one to mince her words and it was clear that she was getting just as much power from punishing Wanda as Natasha was from punishing you. “Mistress. I’m close please please let me cum” you whimpered taking Natasha’s brutal thrusts. “So sensitive no more please.”

“Oh you’ll fucking take what daddy gives you my precious girl” she grunted giving you one harsh thrust before pulling you off her strap and calling over Wanda, “come here pup, she made a mess of my cock.” Wanda immediately crawling over to her lover and taking the strap deep in her throat moaning at the taste of your slick that was covering it. You were too far gone into your sub space to even register the rest, the need to have an orgasm being painfully obvious now.

Somehow, somewhere Natasha and Wanda left, Lesso informing you everyone but Larissa was staying over at the school for Evil tonight, but you weren’t leaving this room, they’d had their fun and she had hers, that was all that mattered. Undoing you from the bindings, the red head laid you on to the bed and subtly grabbed the small vibe from earlier and attached it to your overly sensitive clit. From there she decided to change her plan, the tears stained on your face were enough of a punishment so she situated herself so that she too could rut against the small vibrating toy.

“Mistress please please i need” you whined in coherently only to be silenced by a deep hungry kiss and the command to cum over her cunt. And that’s exactly what you did. You’d never came so hard in your life, drenching Lesso in cum as you squirted so hard you passed out from the pure pleasure. Seeing that had Lesso over the edge, she was now sensitive from teasing her self while the others fucked you, and truly she could see you all being friends. Maybe a repeat in the near future but for now she settled on cleaning you up and magically changing the sheets before bringing your unconscious body to lay on her chest.

Hands trailing through your hair as she cooed words of love and praise waiting for you to come back to her. “Come on sweet girl, come back to me my love.” You whimpered as the first thing you registered was your overstimulated pussy and the second being Leo. “Mmm did okay?” You mumbled, she knew the ways you were after a particularly fun night so she had everything ready. “So good sweetheart, come on have some water and then we can cuddle okay? You did so good and I’m so proud of how you handled your treat.” Drinking your water with simple encouragement and lots of praise you soon found yourself snuggled into your lover and sleepily mumbling, “m sorry you found the book and tonight but im only yours. I love you Leo” before promptly slipping back into the land of slumber

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I'm so mad!!! Funko released new pops for the Rave'N Dance and no Larissa Weems to be seen! Why is Netflix like this?

Oh I had no idea they released Funkos for the dance! That would have been the perfect opportunity to release a Larissa one...WTF Netflix!?! Especially because she was featured a lot in that scene and in all the viral videos in comparison to some of the other characters who got Funkos. Looks like they were released recently too and are already discounted.

Anyways, what a shame....I guess we'll never get a Larissa Funko now. The lack of merch of her in general is just puzzling because she is a popular character and in the official credits is billed after Jenna Ortega. Also weird how there's zero Morticia merch.

I guess we're lucky Netflix commissioned the Lucifer pop at least.

[kuyatecallate]

Homemade Broodals:

Behold!

I wanted an excuse to draw Broodals without actually drawing them lmao (so disrespectful smh) and I was especially hung up on the fact that they live on the freakin' moon! BRO THEY'RE ALIENS-

*ahem* so here are my broodals at home: Kill Bill, Sans Undertale and Squid Game

(Further deets) so first up is Marv'n; he's always hungry, has an endless well of optimism and likes to crack jokes---bad ones. If not for his voice, he could easily be mistaken for a girl with his affinity for playing dress-up.

Then there's Benoit; rhe comon sense of the group. Hard to tell what he's thinking since he rarely talks, and when he does? Purely in French, though he understands his coworkers just fine. Has a tendency to just spawn/despawn outta thin air without a sound.

And lastly, Darby! My adorable little loser who's been cursed with the shittiest luck known to man. He's in a permanent state of stress and will go above and beyond to make sure his job is done right. He's meticulous and a bit of a control freak, but the other two are more than happy to let him lead the charge. Oh yeah, the one thing maintaining his sanity is Irish coffee.

Ah yeah, unrelated, but they're from Larissa, Fenrir and Hydra respectively. No I did NOT go researching random moons, where would you get that idea-

Throwaway screencaps:

Marv's palette was pretty up in the air at first; whilst I think the left one is stronger, I wanted to stay true to my og sketches where his fur was a darker shade than his hair. Not a design feature I see much of ngl.

Also originally they all shared a green-ish colour palette. Who knew deciding a colour for 'space delivery men' could be this tricky? Sure, I shot myself in the foot giving them all boiler suits at first, but thankfully I had the sense to do some sliiiight shape alterations here n there. Ben's jacket has definitely the best choice I ever made lmao.

[chemtrails-over-the-cvntryclub]

Always Almost

Authors note: Sorry for the long wait on chapter 2, I had started it over a week ago but the holiday season took so much of my time, also why its kind of a boring and short chapter I promise chapter 3 will be better. Chapter 2: Larissa had been showing me around the school for what had to have been about 30 minutes at this point and I had not noticed one thing about it. Despite her long descriptions of almost every last square of the school the only thing I seemed to retain was every feature of her as if scared to never see it again. Although I knew nothing of what she was saying I still loved hearing her speak, her voice elegantly flowing with every last syllable she spoke, the kind of voice that will forever be etched into my brain.  Out of nowhere a raven haired girl approached with her bubbly blonde friend not far behind. I hadn’t paid much attention to her but some part of me felt she may be important. The one thing I noticed of her was her almost knowing look. I used that as my que to stop staring at Larissa, I couldn’t take the chance of a yappy student risking my brand new job. As the two friends had passed I noticed that I missed Larissa talking to me for the second time that day, great first impression. “I'm so incredibly sorry, I think I missed what you said again, I'm not normally like this I have no idea what has come over me today-“ she cut me off again “It's quite alright, this school is definitely a lot to take in” I wasn’t about to tell her I hadn’t noticed a thing about the school. “I was just asking since we finished our tour if you would like to go grab a hot chocolate with me so we can talk a little about your job” “Oh, well I mean if you have the time this afternoon I wouldn’t mind going out with you” WRONG CHOICE OF WORDS WRONG CHOICE OF WORDS “haha umm I mean like going out to town with you” Absolutely kicking myself for the mistake of words She chuckles in return, definitely noticing the effect she holds on me now if she hadn’t before “then it's a date” I definitely hadn’t missed the very short wink she had given me after saying that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The drive to the coffee shop was long but far from awkward. There was barely any exchange of words but words were not needed. Just being in the presence of such a goddess was enough for me, the talking could be saved for another time. We approached the coffee shop, The Wethervane,  it was quite the charming little place it fit perfectly into the small town. It had a modern yet cozy feel, with lots of wood accents, adorable red benches, a bit of greenery, and the amazing smell of coffee, quite a basic coffee shop but it definitely had its own charm and sense of community. We had ordered our drinks, her a simple hot chocolate and me a peppermint bark hot chocolate.  We only spent maybe five minutes talking about what my new job would entail before getting into our life stories, surprising I know, we spent what felt like hours talking about ourselves and I had a very good feeling we would get along more than swell.  After around 2 hours Larissa had checked the time and a second of panic washed over her. “I hate to cut this short but if we dont head back now I may miss my meeting.” she said in a sorry way. “It's quite alright, I need to unpack my stuff and get my classroom ready for Monday. We should do this again sometime.” I proclaimed  “I quite like that idea” she smiled “how about this Wednesday!” “That sounds perfect” I smiled back

[nintendoprecure]

Character Introduction: Larissa Frausto

She’s a bit nervous…

~Basic info~

Name: Larissa Frausto

Age: 12-13

Birthday: September 22

Hair color: Brown

Eye color: Brown

Larissa Frausto is one of the six main Cures in Nintendo Precure and is the group leader. She is a first-year (7th grade) student at Special Talents Academy. Larissa’s “alter ego” is Cure Jump. (Cure Jump will be featured in a separate Intro post.)

Larissa is a shy and emotional young girl who avoids others as best as she can due to past events. She is easily able to become upset over the littlest things, and panics when things don’t go the way she expects. Due to this, she is a misfit and distances herself from the other kids around her. Larissa didn’t seem to have friends before meeting the other members of Nintendo Precure.

Though shy, once you get to know her, her passionate side starts to show about things she loves. She’s a geek for video games, and gets VERY excited about them to the point that she will talk really fast, making it hard to understand her. Though, she still seems to keep things to herself, locking them deep within.

~Outfits~

(Left to right) Basic outfit, Winter Uniform, “Summer” Uniform, Mario Universe Outfit, Winter Outfit

If you cannot tell, Larissa’s favorite color is pink. She loves pink. Pink is truly the color ever for her. Somehow she ended up being a red cure though. Tough luck.

~Favorite Games~

Larissa is the Mario centric cure of the group, so of course one of her favorite games is the Mario series. Larissa has a lot more interests than just Mario though. Mario was her childhood, but she also really likes Sonic, Animal Crossing, Style Savvy, Splatoon and later on in the story stumbles upon Persona 5. Though, she never actually plays the game, she watches the anime. (Yes, I know that’s a crime to persona fans, so sorry guys but the anime age rating is much closer to her actual age than the game’s rating for some reason)

Have I mentioned that later on in the series she develops a crush on Joker? Oh to be young and in love… yeah she’s weird, even gets a plush of Joker (who she calls Renren), but it makes her happy so let’s let her be happy.

~Ending Notes~

Thank you for reading! I will be formatting the other intro posts like this, so I hope this is a good setup! Next post will be on Larissa’s voice claims! (Yes that gets a whole different post I don’t want this to be too long) Until then, “Onto the Next Level!”

Larissa sends you all love for sticking around💕

[kiscon]

Progress Report #6 (Deadlines!)

Dear K/S friends,

Greetings! We can't believe it's October and we're just a month away from KiScon! 😱 Our excitement is nearing con farr levels, and so is a certain (albeit expected) amount of panic. High time for our 6th progress report. We really do not want to spam you with our updates, but there are several important points we need to address.

1. Reminder: Program Survey (urgent)

First of all, our heartfelt thanks go to everyone who has replied to our Program Survey and/or the Demographic Survey. About 50% of our registered attendees have filled in the surveys, and this is very helpful in tailoring the program to your interests. Before we finalise and publish the schedule for KiScon 2022, we would like to give those who have not had the time so far to fill in the surveys (plus the new members who joined us after the last newsletter had gone out) a chance to do that. If you want to give us your feedback and voice your wishes and suggestions, please do this as soon as possible. 

2. Past newsletters:

Speaking of members who've joined us only recently and missed the past newsletters: You can find all our past progress reports with detailed information on many of the KiScon activities on our website in the FAQ section.

Here are the direct links, for quicker access:

KiScon Announcement (February 2022) Progress Report #1 (March 2022) Progress Report #2 (May 2022) Progress Report #3 (June 2022) Progress Report #4 (July 2022) Progress Report #5 incl. Program Survey (September 2022)

3. More submissions for the artshow and auction needed! (urgent)

Artshow: We've received lovely submissions for the artshow, but we'd be happy about more! Send us your artworks (digital or scans/photos of traditional art) to have them featured in our virtual exhibition (slideshow vid). Older and already published artworks are also welcome, and you do not need to be a KiScon attendee. We want to showcase the amazing talent in this fandom, and therefore the show is open to all K/S fans. You can get in touch via the form on our website or by email at artshow @ kiscon . org. 

Auction: T'Lara is in the middle of putting together the auction catalogue, and – oh my goodness – there will be such wonderful gems to bid on! 😍 But we would love to have even more artworks or collector's pieces in the auction. If you want to sell something in the auction (either for yourself or as a donation to KiScon or a charitable cause), please get in touch with us as soon as possible. You can find detailed information on our website (and you can use the same form as for the artshow to submit something) and the email address artshow @ kiscon . org is also fine for any and all questions regarding the auction.

4. Dealer memberships:

If you have a dealer membership, you get advertising space in the con book (i.e. the program booklet), access to the dealer's room, and a booth on Conline. But we urgently require you to get in touch with us and let us know what you would like us to include. Have a zine to promote or a zine store (on Ebay, Bigcartel etc.)? Want us to advertise your Etsy store with all the delicious K/S merch? 

Please send your submissions to larissa @ kiscon . org!

5. Goodie bag: once more with feeling Our digital goodie bag is still quite empty... At past KiScons the goodie bags were always full of lovely souvenirs: badges and sweets and stickers and many other things that were meant to prolong the joy even after the con weekend. We would love to transfer this tradition into the digital space. Here are some suggestions to get those creative juices flowing:

Want to make a podfic or filk or mixtape/playlist for the con bag? Have some cool Trek-themed crochet or sewing patterns that you would like to share? An awesome desktop or phone wallpaper or digital stickers/badges/icons that members can then use on their social media? Maybe a cool recipe for K/S cookies or a lovely manip? A link to your amazing Star Trek picrew maker? Colouring pages or printable paper dolls? Send your goodies to larissa @ kiscon . org as soon as possible, please.  6. And another reminder: Vidshow Deadline is coming up (10 Oct) At the risk of repeating ourselves and boring you... Send us your creations, lovely vidders! Deadline for vid submission (preferably by Dropbox or similar download link): 10 October, to larissa @ kiscon . org. Please use the form on the KiScon website for giving us the details (title, length, etc.) on your vids.

Premieres of all genres: these are vids that have not been published on the Internet or distributed on DVDs/tapes yet (we are lenient if the vid has been shown at a convention in the past, as long as it is not available anywhere). Vids created in or after 2020 (and unpublished) are eligible for our competition.

Classics of all genres: vids that showcase the history and rich variety of K/S and Star Trek vidding from the late 1970s to the 2010s.

Fun & danceable song vids for our Disco Night & Sing-a-Long (Saturday night): exactly what it says on the tin – upbeat vids suitable for singing along and dancing the night away!

For more details, please see the 2nd progress report. This seems also like a good opportunity to mention that there are (physical) prizes for the winners of our competitions. K/S notebooks and badges and many other delightful items are waiting for you.

7. Pub Nights and KiScon test runs: The next Pub Nights on the KiScon Discord server are on:

15 October, 3 p.m. EDT – including a test run on Conline with a Zoom panel and tiiiiny vidshow 29 October, 5 p.m. EDT – including a test run on Conline with a Zoom panel and tiiiiny vidshow If you had a look at Conline lately, you might have noticed that there are now two more days mentioned for KiScon: the 15th and the 29th of October. These are our test or dress rehearsal days, and you are welcome to join us for the test flight. We really want you to have a smooth con experience without technical problems, so it is important to sort out everything ahead of the con weekend.  Pub Nights are a great opportunity to check out Discord and familiarise yourself with the tools we will use during the convention. For two of our upcoming October Pub Nights, we'll have a test run where we can try out Conline and make sure everyone can connect and access the panels and shows. We'll happily explain how to use Conline, Discord, and Zoom. Ask Us All The Questions. Apart from these event dates, you can always reach out to us if you need more assistance (1lostone @ kiscon . org and lillian @ kiscon . org). Here's also your reminder to log into Conline and make sure you use a fannish badge name (not your wallet name!!), have set your correct time zone (will be important for the schedule), and maybe add some info about you (e.g. your AO3 link) if you are comfortable with this. Here is a handy how-to. 8. Where to find information & announcements: Official website KiScon Discord server Tumblr blog Twitter Conline Facebook Group Dreamwidth Yours in K/S,

T’Lara on behalf of the KiScon concom

[lcrissas]

 a  cheerful  grin  surfaces  on  lari’s  features  as  they  enter  the  studio  .  she  sets  down  a  box  of  pastries  that  she’d  picked  up  from  sant  ambroeus  on  the  table  .  it’s  not  the  first  time  she’s  been  around  a  production  crew  so  she  knows  just  how  hard  the  team  works  .  are  they  a  little  nervous  ?  just  a  little  bit  .  she’s  kind  of  always  wished  she  got  invited  to  do  this  and  now’s  her  chance  .  they  shake  hands  with  the  production  manager  and  make  their  way  over  to  take  a  seat  on  the  stool  .    //    @nepofminspo​​​

“  hey  !  i’m  lari  macedo  and  this  is  my  WIRED  autocomplete  interview  .  let’s  go  ...  ”

autocomplete  suggests  the  most  common  searches  on  the  internet

“  alright  ...  let’s  see  what  you  all  got  for  me  .  ”

so  WIRED  asked  lari  macedo  some  of  the  internet’s  burning  questions

WHO  ...

“  first question  !  ” [  lari  is  shaking  their  head  as  they  start  to  remove  the  strip  of  paper  ]

who  is  LARISSA  MACEDO  ?

“  that’s  me  ,  hey  !  i  actually  go  by  lari  .  no  one  has  called  me  in  larissa  in  years .  so  please  don’t  government  name  me  .  ”

who  does  LARI  MACEDO  listen  to  ?

[  lari  starts  to  tear  off  the  piece  of  paper  only  for  it  to  not  rip  off  cleanly  ]  “  oh  jeeze  .  ”  

[  lari  lets  out  a  laugh  as  she  moves  to  fully  tear  it  off  ]  

“  okay  !  who  does  lari  macedo  listen  to  ––  well  my  music  taste  is  all  over  the  place  to  be  honest  .  i  love  listening  to  jazz  .  i  love  listening  to  r&b  .  bossa  nova  ––  uhm  ,  i’ve  really  gotten  into  listening  to  carlos  lyra  again  .  i’m  a  sucker  for  frank  sinatra  when  it  comes  to  jazz  .  and  r&b  ,  there’s  just  too  many  .  at  the  moment  ,  it’s  gotta  be  sza  and  kali  uchis  .  ”

who  is  LARI  MACEDO  dating  ?

“  i  am  dating  the  one  and  only  knox  oakley  .  he’s  wonderful  ,  handsome  and  so  much  more  than  a  pretty  face  so  don’t  be  fooled  .  and  honestly  ,  he’s  been  so  supportive  .  i  wouldn’t  be  where  i  am  if  it  weren’t  for  him  .  so  if  you’re  looking  for  a  sign  ,  ladies  ––  ”  [  lari  looks  straight  into  the  camera  ]  “  know  your  worth  and  don’t  settle  for  less  .  ”  [  lari  winks  and  turns  back  to  the  prop  ]

HOW  ...

how  old  is  LARI  MACEDO  ?

“  twenty-five  years  of  age  .  ”

how  to  be  LARI  MACEDO  for  halloween  ?

“  oh  wow  ––  i  guess  i  made  it  if  someone  wants  to  dress  up  as  me  for  halloween  .  but  it’s  really  simple  .  get  yourself  a  pilot  costume  .  if  someone  doesn’t  know  who  i  am  ,  you  can  just  say  you’re  a  pilot  .  easy  .  multifunctional  .  ”

how  did  LARI  MACEDO  become  a  pilot  ?

“  gotta  be  honest  .  years  of  training  .  i  started  at  16  and  went  on  from  there  .  it’s  not  an  easy  process  but  if  it’s  something  you’re  interested  in  doing  and  want  to  make  a  career  out  of  ?  then  i  think  it’s  completely  worth  it  .  ”

IS  ...

is  LARI  MACEDO  from  new  york  ?

“  yes  and  no  .  i  was  born  in  são  paulo  ,  brazil  and  lived  there  until  i  was  8  then  moved  to  new  york  .  so  if  i’m  traveling  and  someone  asks  me  where  i’m  from  ,  it’s  just  easier  to  say  new  york  because  yeah  ,  i’ve  lived  here  for  a  good  portion  of  my  life  .  ”

is  LARI  MACEDO  friends  with  ZOYA  WYLIE  in  real  life  ?

“  oh  yeah  .  i’m  surprised  she  hasn’t  gotten  annoyed  of  me  .  ”  [  lari  chuckles  ]  “  but  yeah  ,  we  are  close  friends  and  our  families  have  been  close  so  yeah  .  i’ve  known  her  for  so  long  she’s  basically  like  my  cousin  .  ”

is  LARI  MACEDO  a  pilot  in  real  life  ?

“  ouch  !  this  one  hurts  a  little  ––  kidding  .  i  get  it  though  .  but  to  answer  your  question  ,  yes  i  am  a  real  pilot  .  i  went  through  the  training  ,  got  all  my  certs  and  i  do  work  with  an  airline  company  .  i  know  no  one  asked  but  i  also  got  my  helicopter  license  while  i  was  completing  pilot  training  so  i  can  fly  both  a  plane  and  a  heli  .  ”

WHAT  ...

what  is  LARI  MACEDO  known  for  ?

“  not  much  to  be  quite  honest  with  you  .  i  could  be  wrong  but  probably  my  youtube  channel  ?  i  just  love  documenting  my  travels  and  my  job  so  i  thought  it’d  be  a  fun  way  to  share  it  with  everyone  .  ”

what  is  LARI  MACEDO’S  zodiac  sign  ?

“  i  am  a  leo  sun  and  that’s  all  i  know  .  i  promise  .  please  don’t  try  to  look  up  my  birthchart  and  figure  out  the  rest  from  there  .  ”

what  is  LARI  MACEDO’S  skincare  routine  ?

“  so  my  skincare  routine  is  nothing  complicated  .  i  have  a  daytime  one  and  a  nighttime  one  .  nothing  drastically  different  .  toner  ,  moisturizer  and  spf  during  the  day  .  double-cleanse  at  night  especially  after  wearing  sunscreen  and  makeup  all  day  ,  essence  ,    eye  cream  ,  maybe  a  mask  if  i  feel  like  my  skin  needs  it  .  i  do  fly  a  lot  and  the  air  inside  the  plane  is  pretty  dry  .  ”

what  is  LARI  MACEDO’S  makeup  routine  ?

“  i’ll  try  to  boil  it  down  because  again  ,  i’m  a  simple  person  .  i’m  always  on  the  go  so  i  need  my  makeup  to  be  packable  .  so  after  prepping  my  skin  ,  it’s  just  primer  ,  concealer  ,  light  eyeshadow  ,  mascara  ,  blush  ,  lip  liner  and  a  bit  of  tinted  lip  balm  .  ”

what  languages  can  LARI  MACEDO  speak  ?

“  aside  from  english  ?  i  can  speak  brazilian  portugese  ––  yes  there’s  a  difference  .  no  i  will  not  elaborate  ––  spanish  and  french  .  ”

DOES  ...

does  LARI  MACEDO  have  tattoos  ?

“  i  have  a  couple  but  ––  ”  [  lari  gestures  to  their  outfit  ]  “  i  think  it  might  be  a  little  difficult  to  show  you  where  they  all  are  so  you’re  just  going  to  have  to  take  my  word  for  it  !  the  only  one  i  can  really  show  you  is  this  heart  .  ”  [  lari  raises  up  her  hand  to  show  a  simple  heart  tattoo  on  her  ring  finger  ]  

“  and  this  airplane  one  .  ”  [  lari  turns  to  show  their  forearm  to  the  camera  .  it  shows  a  paper  airplane  tattoo  with  the  shadow  of  an  airplane  ]  

“  i  have  a  larkspur  tattoo  on  my  sternum  .  definitely  can’t  show  you  that  .  and  i  also  have  a  piece  that  i  unfortunately  can’t  show  you  .  it’s  still  healing  but  it’s  a  floral  piece  that  starts  on  my  upper  thigh  and  goes  up  to  my  hip  .  ”

does  LARI  MACEDO  have  siblings  ?

“  i  have  a  younger  brother  .  he’s  basically  my  best  friend  .  kind  of  annoying  from  time  to  time  but  what  younger  sibling  isn’t  ?  ”

does  LARI  MACEDO  live  in  paris  ?

“  yes  .  i  split  my  time  between  here  and  paris  .  it  really  depends  on  where  i’m  flying  to  .  and  how  close  it  is  in  proximity  .  if  my  flights  are  mainly  within  europe  ,  i’ll  be  in  paris  .  if  it’s  easier  to  depart  from  new  york  then  i’ll  be  in  new  york  .  ”

DID  ...

did  LARI  MACEDO  and  KNOX  OAKLEY  break  up  ?

“  i  hate  to  break  it  to  you  all  who  want  to  date  him  ,  ”  [  lari  tries  to  hide  her  teasing  smile  ]  “  but  we  are  still  very  much  dating  .  ”

did  LARI  MACEDO  delete  their  youtube  channel  ?

“  nope  !  although  if  you  were  around  during  my  early  youtube  days  then  you  would’ve  known  me  as  flywithlari  .  but  as  of  late  ,  my  channel  display  name  just  says  lari  macedo  .  but  i’ll  admit  i’ve  scaled  back  on  how  much  i  upload  because  of  my  schedule  .  ”

did  LARI  MACEDO  get  endorsed  by  rimowa  ?

“  i  did  ,  yes  .  i’ve  been  a  brand  ambassador  with  rimowa  and  not  to  sound  like  every  other  person  but  it’s  been  amazing  .  i  travel  a  lot  so  it  helps  that  my  luggage  fits  my  vibe  too  .  ”

did  LARI  MACEDO  win  a  streamy  ?

“  yupp  .  i’ve  won  two  .  my  dad  still  doesn’t  entirely  get  what  i  do  but  hey  ,  i’m  having  fun  doing  what  i  doo  and  i’m  glad  you  all  enjoy  it  too  .  ”

WHERE  ...

where  did  LARI  MACEDO  go  to  college  ?

“  i  went  to  MIT  .  go  beavers  !  and  i  graduated  with  a  degree  in  aerospace  engineering  .  ”

where  is  LARI  MACEDO  right  now ?

“  i’m  in  new  york  for  today  with  wired  !  ”

[  lari  places  the  prop  down  on  her  lap  the  extended  endscreen  comes  on  to  show  wired’s  other  videos  ]  

“  i  think  we’ve  gone  through  it  all  .  hope  i  answered  your  burning  questions  .  thanks  for  watching  everyone  !   ”

[cinebration]

The Real Deal (Ransom Drysdale x Reader) [Request]

I love love love me a soft randsom fic. Say like you’re working at the country club/restaurant that the thrombeys/drysdales frequent. You notice how hard they are on randsom and after he storms off or something, you go after him and calm him down because maybe he’s having a panic attack or just finally snapped. He’s all worried cause his whole image of being a heartless asshole has been shattered in front of you but you are there for him and show him true kindness.

Kinda like a friends to lovers thing because Harlan and marita try to get them together. If you wanna throw in some drama too or spice it up somehow then do your thing.

Also if this sounds too much like another fic or something (I don’t really know) then just anything soft randsom❤️—Requested by anon

Warnings: none

Gif Source: h-zemo

“You’re a fucking leech on this family!”

You jerked around to face the shout. The Thrombey family was seated in the far corner of the country club restaurant, their usual table in front of the huge bay windows overlooking the lush greenery of the elite golf course.

Walt Thrombey, imposing with his tall, slightly hunched frame and hangdog face, towered over the table, neck flaming red from his anger.

The source of it? Ransom Drysdale, looking less like his aloof self than normal.

“I don’t have to listen to this,” he snapped, rising from his seat.

“You don’t fucking listen anyway,” Walt cried as Ransom stormed off.

The other Thrombeys exchanged glances with each other, most of them rolling their eyes.

“Larissa,” you called, waving over your fellow waitress. “I’m going to take my break now. Cover tables eight through twelve for me, will you?”

Larissa nodded.

You cut across the restaurant and out one of the side doors, intercepting Ransom a little distance outside as he stormed across the ninth green.

“Ransom!”

He whirled suddenly, ready to hurl something vile. Seeing you, he reined it in, stopping for you to catch up to him. The late afternoon light did nothing to warm you, but it lit you both in soft tones.

“Hey,” he mumbled as you approached.

“Hey. I saw what happened back there.”

“Kinda hard to miss it.” He rolled his eyes, trying to play it off, but his usual humor was missing.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh yeah. Never better.”

You gently touched his elbow, fingers brushing the fine material of his sweater. “Are you sure?”

He opened his mouth for some quip, but words failed him as you looked up into his face. Concern etched your features in sharp relief, accentuated by the soft rays of the setting sun.

“Get off the green!”

You jumped, startled by the shout. You glanced at the two golfers standing by their cart in the fairway.

Anger twisted Ransom’s lips. “You couldn’t make that shot if you tried, shithead!”

“We should move,” you said, tugging on his sleeve.

“Apologize to the lady!”

“Really, Ransom, it’s okay. We are in the way.”

It took a harder yank on his sleeve to get him to follow you. Frustration rolled off him in palpable waves. You shivered as you felt it crash over you.

Ransom raked a hand through his perfectly coiffed hair, hissed to himself. Crossing your arms over your chest to stave off the autumn chill, you waited for him to remember you were there.

“Family’s difficult,” you offered.

He snorted. “Rich family is difficult.”

You made a noncommittal sound, unable to relate.

“They just think they know everything. Calling me a leech—they’re all fucking leeches!”

You nodded as he ranted. He couldn’t quite meet your eyes, as though afraid to look at them.

“Hypocrites.”

“Are they always like that?”

“My whole life, they’ve been nothing but spoiled assholes.”

“I meant, have they always been like that to you?”

He frowned. “Oh. Yeah, since…basically since I was eighteen.”

“That must be hard.”

“Sometimes.” He finally met your gaze, scrutinized your expression. The sincerity he found there unnerved him.

“You don’t have to keep putting up with it.”

“Sure I do.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m a fucking leech, that’s why.” The words started on a rueful laugh and trailed off without conviction.

You considered his response, your brow deeply creased with your concern and sympathy. Ransom almost couldn’t stand it, but he didn’t look away, somehow arrested by the expression.

“Well, then,” you finally said, choosing your words carefully. “What do leeches do? Bleed ’em dry.”

He burst into laughter. “Wow. I can’t believe you said that.”

“Why?”

“Well…I don’t know. You don’t seem the type.”

“You’d have to get to know me first before you can determine my ‘type.’”

His lips curved into a hopeful smile. “You’re something.”

You shrugged, rubbed your arms over your biceps. “I’m on my break. Would you like to grab some coffee?”

Nodding, he followed you off the golf course.

~~

“I saw you with the waitress,” Marta said.

Ransom tried to control the flush creeping up his neck. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. She’s pretty.”

“Yeah, she is, huh?”

“Are you going to ask her out?”

“Since when did you get so nosy?”

“Since Harlan told me to.”

Ransom snorted. “Oh, did he?”

“He said that girl is nothing but trouble.”

“He would.”

“The good kind.”

Ransom didn’t have a quip for that. Arching his eyebrows, he deflected the conversation away by asking Marta if she was planning on attending Harlan’s book signing.

The conversation played on repeat in his head the remainder of the day. It wasn’t often that Harlan bestowed praise on him, in any form. At least, not to him directly.

Was it a game?

Ransom turned the problem over for an hour before deciding it wasn’t. Harlan had so many other ways to play the game that he wouldn’t choose this one. Nor would he rope Marta into something that would make Ransom mad at her, that much Ransom was sure of.

He thought of your concerned expression, the sincerity of your voice. It had bothered him, letting you see his nonplussed façade broken by family. He took great care cultivating an aloof, bemused air. Having someone see what really lay beneath—to see how much his family actually aggravated him; to see that he could be wounded—was unconscionable.

Yet you had seen it, and he had let you. Instead of making him angry or flustered, it had actually let him calm down.

He made his decision.

Ransom waited for you that night to get off your shift. You noticed him on the way past the restaurant bar, slowed to speak to him. He patted the seat beside him.

Lowering yourself onto the stool, you smiled tentatively at him. “Are you feeling better?”

He ducked his head without thinking, one hand rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. I wanted to thank you for that.”

“It’s what anyone would’ve done.”

“No, it isn’t. You were the only one who talked to me.”

Shaking your head, you stared down at your feet.

“I mean it.” Ransom leaned forward, making you lift your head up to look at him. “I’m surrounded by fake people. You’re the real deal.”

A faint blush colored your cheeks. Surprised, Ransom took it a good sign.

“Have a drink with me,” he said, “and we’ll see where the night takes us.”

Your unsure smile strengthened. “Okay.”

When the drinks arrived, Ransom lifted his up and met your gaze. “To the real deal.”

He clinked his glass against yours, savoring the look of embarrassed pride on your face. That he could get used to. You had seen him vulnerable. He could make due with embarrassed.

It was only fair.

[sufandomgirl]

Amphibia x The Owl House Crossover Part 4

{Hunter was the last one to find a foster home. He stayed with Luz and Vee being cared for by Camila. Amity was being fostered by the mother of Vee's card-reading friend, Bella. Anne said that she was staying for work and took care of Gus and Willow. Hunter had just grown used to the Noceda household. Luz had kept her word and they helped with the chores around the house, which Camila was grateful for. However, things were tight and a spot had opened up for a couple on their street. Hunter was walking there now with the case worker. They'd long realized that their Palismen must've stayed trapped on the other side. As soon as he walked in the door, two younger kids swarmed him. A ten-year-old girl and an eight-year-old boy.}

Boy: (shouting) Mamas, is this our new big brother?!

Girl: Keith, don't shout!

{Two women joined them. Hunter took note of their features. One had an undercut like him with black hair and her skin was more of a tan. She was wearing a T-Shirt and jeans. The other had longer, ginger hair and was wearing a deep pink sundress.}

Woman 1: My name is Larissa. (gestures to tan woman) This is my wife, Cassandra.

Cassandra: (picks up boy) These are our two little troublemakers, Elizabeth and Keith.

Hunter: (nods) My name is Hunter. You probably knew that.

Larissa: Yes, we've been expecting you. (notices him looking down) Are you uncomfortable with having two mo--!

Hunter: No, no! I'm just, not used to having women in my life at all. It was just me and my uncle before and I never knew my parents. The only females I was ever around before I met my friend, Luz, down the street, were the ones who worked for him. Luz has a girlfriend, too, so I don't mind it.

Cassandra: Oh, well, good to know that.

Larissa: Well, I hope that you feel comfortable here.

Cassandra: Camila recommended you and as the first person that we both came out to, I trust her. Don't make us regret this.

Larissa: Cass! (to Hunter) Do let us know if you need anything.

{He enters the home, a small bag of clothes that Vee had learned to sew for him. She was pretty good.}

At Bella's House...

{Amity was just minding her own business, sweeping the floor when Bella suddenly approached her from behind out of nowhere. Amity's first instinct was to use her abomination skills, but she remembered "no magic".}

Amity: You scared me!

Bella: Sorry. (sits in dining room chair, looking at her)

Amity: Did you need something?

Bella: I heard that you came from Camila Noceda's house.

Amity: Yeah...Luz is my girlfriend. The one that just got back.

Bella: Oh, the 'real' Luz.

Amity: What is your problem with Vee?! She may have lied, but she did it to protect herself and strangely enough, you assholes from the very powerful people who were after her! You don't know what her life was like! As far as I'm concerned, she just had shitty friends who couldn't see that, which is sad, since you're the first ones that she ever had. I'm not saying that stealing identities is right, I'm just saying, stop making her feel worse for something that she already hates herself for. It could've been a lot worse. As far as I'm concerned, she was an innocent girl who was backed into a corner and felt that he had no other option.

Bella: (looks down) Ever since the fight, I've been considering apologizing and telling the others the same exact thing you just said since I remember that reading that I gave her.

Amity: Sound intuition. Take it from me, blaming someone entirely for something that isn't their fault gets you nowhere.

Bella: Name one time you did that, Miss Perfect Daughter.

Amity: My childhood friend, Willow and my bio dad. Willow and I didn't speak for years because of my mother and until recently before we left, my dad didn't have much of a relationship with his kids. Also on account of my mother. So, yes, I was Miss Perfect Daughter for years.

[A/N: In this AU, Alador didn't tell Amity to end her relationship with Willow. Her mother was the one pulling all the strings and forcing him to work all day every day and be away from his kids.]

Bella: What made you stop?

Amity: I met Luz, who helped me become more independent and prompted me to reconnect with Willow. Sometimes, the right person comes along in life. You just have to be willing to let them in.

{Bella thought long and hard about it. She called Brad and Isaac to meet. Together, they agreed and went to the Noceda household.}

Meanwhile, In The Boiling Isles...

{Two months. Two months of this whole game. If Eda never heard that buzzer again, it'd be too soon. They wondered how the kids were faring in the human realm, as King had revealed. The only problem was that with this game, no one had time to even look at the portal, much less try to fix it and they really didn't want to bring them back to this! They were probably going through enough as it was.}

Raine: (stretching; bones popping) You're up next again, Eda.

Eda: Alright, Rainstorm. You okay?

Raine: Yeah, thinking about them, too?

Eda: Every second of every day. Even in this stupid game, I can't find anything else to think about than Luz and the others. I miss her so much, Raine. Even though I know that she's better off with her mother, I can't stop wishing that she was here and we were safe inside my Owl House.

Raine: I know. You really bonded with her, huh?

{Eda would admit that Luz made her life better. She'd gotten her talking to her sister, mother and father again. She helped her and King when she barely knew them. Continued to stand up and be there for everyone she loved. Luz was a great kid. Camila should know how lucky she is.}

With Belos...

Belos: I can't believe that Hunter's gone.

Collector: I can. You lied to, used and manipulated that kid his whole life.

{All that kept replaying in Belos' mind was the last moment he saw Hunter.}

Flashback...

Belos: Hunter? Where have you been? I've been worried sick! Why are you hurting me? I only wanted to explain--!

Hunter: (yelling) You're lying!

End Flashback...

{The fear in Hunter's eyes directed at him. It was something he hated seeing. It happened the time that his cursed form made that chip in his ear and that scar on his face. He was able to explain himself to Hunter then that he hadn't meant to. That was when he was younger. Hunter had--since he turned 16--expanded his social circle and his knowledge and experience. Not that Belos thought that any of those were a bad thing. Hunter was rightfully fearful and angry at him and had ever reason to stay hidden from him. He acknowledged that. It never should've been so easy when he was younger, but Hunter hadn't known any better. Darius wasn't as close to him yet and Luz hadn't arrived in the Boiling Isles. In a way, both Luz and Hunter reminded him of Caleb. How many times had he felt the guilt of not preventing his brother's death and felt responsible. The countless clones of him that he made, used and manipulated. He was grateful that this one was different. It was like Caleb had reincarnated as his latest clone. He missed Caleb so much. He regretted lashing out at him for falling in love with and eventually marrying a witch. She hadn't spoken to him since they discovered Caleb dead. Above all, he hoped that Hunter was safe and moving on with his life wherever he was.}

Collector: (in his mind) You screwed up.

In Eda's Mind...

Owl Beast: (in Harpy Form) So that's what happened.

Eda: There's more than one of him?

Owl Beast: (in Harpy Form) Many more. Maybe I did jump to conclusions. He's just a kid. That doesn't excuse things, but he did come from a troubled past. First we have to stop this game and then I can explain to him what happened. We'll need Lilith and hers, too.

[andrewmoocow]

Steven Universe Alternate Future chapter 16: Enemy of my Enemy (originally published on May 3, 2021)

AN: At long last, Black Rutile strikes! I have been anticipating writing this inevitable confrontation between her and the Crystal Gems for ages, and now finally everything I've building up to these past two parts will come together in a neat little package! We got a big battle, a villain song, fusions, who could ask for more?! But I'm getting ahead of myself, let us finally begin.

Synopsis: Jasper is unofficially sworn into the Crystal Gems when some old foes come together.

Cast:

Zach Callison as Steven

Estelle as Garnet

Michaela Dietz as Amethyst

Deedee Magno-Hall as Pearl

Noël Wells as Black Rutile

Lauren Ash as White Topaz

Grace Rolek as Connie

Jennifer Paz as Lapis, Zuli, Mean Lapis

Shelby Rabara as Peridot, Squaridot

Uzo Aduba as Bismuth

Matthew Moy as Lars, Dante

Kathleen Fisher as Fluorite

Enuka Okuma as Rhodonite

Ashly Burch as Rutile Twins

Erica Luttrell as Padparadscha Sapphire

Christine Baranski as Hessonite

Della Saba as Aquamarine

Charlyne Yi as Eyeball

Larissa Gallagher as Bluebird Azurite

Jinkx Monsoon as Emerald

Melissa Fahn as Demantoid

Kari Wahlgren as Pyrope

Kimberly Brooks as Jasper, Biggs Jasper

Aparna Nancherla as Nephrite

Michelle Maryk as Larimar

Ian Jones-Quartey as Snowflake Obsidian

Amy Sedaris as Teal Zircon

Martha Higerada as Topaz

Dee Bradley Baker as Lion, George, Elaine, Cosma

AJ Michalka as Stevonnie

Nancy Linari as Martha

Featuring Catherine Tate as Lepidolite

Alan Oppenheimer as Professor Poindexter

And Burt Ward as Mangolin

--

It has been a hectic past few hours for Steven. He was having another nice day when suddenly, Hessonite, Squaridot, and the Off-Colors all came flying out of Lion's mane, telling him that Lars needs to see him just as the Destiny Destroyer crash-landed on the beach.

Not too long after, Lars was rushed to the hospital and Steven decided to follow him in the ambulance. Steven had never been to a hospital before, so it was a little frightening for him to be somewhere on Earth that he had never been before, especially since many humans go there regularly.

"Hello, did you admit any patients into this place recently?" Steven hurriedly asked the receptionist.

"Name please." the college-aged receptionist answered, barely glancing up from her phone to meet Steven's panicking eyes.

"Steven Universe!" Steven gave his name.

"You're going to have to be more specific Mr. Universe." the receptionist stated.

"He's got pink skin, a scar over one eye and his hair is a portal to a pocket dimension where there's like a couple of trees inside." Steven explained. The woman just stared at Steven in confusion for a bit before going back to her phone. "Anything the matter, miss?"

"I'm happy you said all of that with a straight face." the receptionist said, putting down her phone to go on the computer. "One sec Universe." She looked up the most recent patients on the monitor and turned it to show Steven his desired patient. "Are you looking for Mr. Laramie Barriga?"

"Yes, that's him!" Steven exclaimed. "I was there when he got taken away in that ambulance! Where is he now?"

"Room 723." the receptionist answered. "Take the elevator, make a left and then a right. Got that?"

Before the woman could turn back, Steven had already vanished to find Lars. "Kids." she grumbled.

As Steven raced through the hospital in search of his undead friend, numerous unfamiliar sights greeted him. A doctor's office contained a child receiving a flu shot, a man in a wheelchair let Steven pass him by, a woman was on her way to an operating room, and a doctor solemnly fixed an empty hospital bed while a family was mourning.

Finally, Steven reached Room 723 just as a nurse was passing by the room. "Hello, I'm a friend of the patient occupying this room, and the Off-Colors told me what happened. Can I please come in and visit him?"

"You may." The nurse replied and opened the door for Steven. "Doctor Laurie, our patient has one more visitor." She said to the doctor standing by a bedridden Lars along with his parents, Sadie and Shep. "He said a bunch of "Off-Colors" told him everything."

"I'm here Lars!" Steven exclaimed as he rushed into the hospital room to be by Lars's side. "Hessonite and the Off-Colors told me what happened after they came flying out of Lion's mane!"

"Steven, finally!" Lars cried happily as he grabbed Steven's shoulders. "Listen, I need to warn you! You and the entire planet are doomed!"

--

A little while later, Lars was given a clean bill of health and was allowed to go home by ambulance. He sat on one side of the ambulance with his parents while Steven sat on the other end, and Lars continued to reveal what happened on Homeworld.

"What I'm trying to say Steven is that there's this Gem who's been inspiring others to rebel against you and Era 3!" Lars explained. "She's gathered up tons of your old enemies so they can get revenge too, and they're coming for Earth!"

"Lars, I understand your concern," Steven calmly stated. "but you're getting a little wound up over nothing. Almost everyone loves what I've done to the Gem race. There's nothing bigger going on, outside of Aquamarine being annoying."

"Seriously, you don't believe me?" Lars flatly asked in disbelief. "Well, do you at least believe what Hessonite said?"

"I believe that you teamed up for a fun space adventure!" Steven answered before his phone started ringing. "Whoops, got a call from Garnet." he said before answering the call. "Hello?"

"Steven, you need to come to Little Homeworld quick!" Garnet urged Steven from the other end. "Rogue Gems are on the attack, and they want us dead! Me, Amethyst, Pearl, Lapis, Peridot and Bismuth have already helped evacuate everyone, but we still need you to save the day again!"

"I'll be right there!" Steven bravely declared before hanging up and turning to the driver. "Sir, I need you to take us to Little Homeworld!"

"It's an emergency!" Lars added while showing him a picture of the Gem village.

"I don't see why not." the driver replied as he made a detour to Little Homeworld.

"You sure about this Lars?" Dante asked his son. "I mean, you just survived falling from space, I don't think we can handle you risking your life again so soon!"

"I promise you guys, I'll be back home when this is all over and I'm back in space." Lars assured his parents and hugged them.

"Be safe Laramie." Nancy said. "But then again, you got Steven to help out."

"Yeah, he's got me alright." Steven assured Mr. and Mrs. Barriga.

"Okay kid, we're here." the ambulance driver declared as the vehicle came close to Little Homeworld. "This is probably the first time I've escorted someone to stop an alien invasion."

"Here's good, thanks, sir." Steven said before the two boys bust the ambulance doors open and raced off to Little Homeworld.

--

What the pair discovered when they finally reached Little Homeworld was utter chaos. Almost everything was in ruins, smoke billowed everywhere, Light Warriors, Cluster Gems & Cactus Stevens were pillaging & demolishing, and at the center of it all was Aquamarine and Eyeball.

"Steven Universe, what a most pleasant surprise." Aquamarine purred as she turned to face Steven and Lars, batting her wand in her hand. "And look you've even brought Lars as well."

"Aquamarine, Eyeball." Steven laughed nervously while looking at the chaos behind the pair. "Did you, uh, maybe come to reconsider?"

"Reconsider, my facet!" Eyeball yelled before her fusion partner stopped her.

"But we did come with a few new friends." Aquamarine answered smugly.

"Well, that's certainly a start." Steven grinned before a massive hand made of water grabbed him and its creator brought him up to face her. "Hey, you're one of those Lapises! What brings you to Earth?"

"Sorry kid, I'm one of those new friends." Lapis 1J9G announced before dropping Steven to the ground and folding her arms as she landed right next to Aquamarine. "And we're afraid not even half-listening to you will work this time."

"See Steven, this is what I was trying to talk to you about!" Lars exclaimed, gesturing wildly to the three Gems. "A bunch of Gems want to get back at you! Though I thought there'd be more."

"I believe he's referring to me." Emerald bragged as she stepped forward with a panicking George in her hand.

"George!" Steven shouted. "And you, I know you! You're uh," He began getting off track as he only ever saw Emerald through a video screen. "Sorry, I've only met you that one time and now I've kinda forgotten-"

"IT'S EMERALD!" Emerald shrieked furiously. "How could you forget about me after Era 3 made the Diamonds let Lars off with a slap on the wrist for stealing my Sun Incinerator?!"

"Oh, calm yourself Emerald." Pyrope calmed the elite Gem down as she held aloft one of George's sisters, who was in full panic mode and pulling on her pigtails.

"Indeed," Demantoid added, also holding one of George's sisters in her enhanced arm. "You wouldn't want to make yourself less presentable for our victims."

Just then, the six Gems moved aside and kneeled to their leader, whose very appearance completely rocked Steven's world. Black Rutile walked towards Steven with a bowie knife to a rose while White Topaz followed her. When she cut the rose's head, Black Rutile finally faced Steven with an evil smile.

"I know you, you're that reporter!" Steven exclaimed. "Why are you hanging with these guys?!"

"I'm hanging with them?" Black Rutile scoffed at Steven. "I believe you're mistaken; THEY'RE hanging with ME!" She then threw away the rose's stem and steepled her fingers together. "Anyways, do you have any last words?"

"This is not good at all certainly fits." Steven declared nervously before the eight Gems slowly began marching towards the boy, eager to finally get their revenge.

However, their plans were quickly cut off before they could be put into action as Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl swooped into saved Steven and Lars from the rogue Gems.

"We trusted you, you psycho!" Pearl roared while her spear clashed with Black Rutile's knife.

"And everyone was dumb enough to trust you." Black Rutile replied snarkily. "So as you humans say, hello pot, meet kettle."

"Seriously, what makes you think we're worse than you are?" Amethyst asked.

"Something about how your ways will make the Gem race a bunch of puny hippies or whatever." White Topaz answered. "No hard feelings when we destroy you and everything you worked so hard for?"

"What did I tell you about getting friendly with the enemy?" Black Rutile hissed at her Topaz bodyguard before turning back to the Crystal Gems. "Now, let me repeat myself. Any last words?"

"My future vision tells me you will fail." Garnet declared defiantly. "And we will find a way to make that future happen."

"Such noble sentiments from a couple of Gems who are gonna die!" Black Rutile replied as her knife turned into a sword that she prepared to slash the Gems with until a loud rumbling sound was heard. "What was that?"

"Need a hand?" Peridot asked as she, Lapis, and Bismuth appeared on a makeshift flying machine made out of scrap metal that she controlled with her ferrokinesis.

"So that's where you ran off to!" Pearl exclaimed while Bismuth picked her up by the hand to toss onto the metal pad.

"No time to talk, we have to move!" Lapis exclaimed, picking everyone else up with her water powers. When everyone was on board, the pad zoomed off.

"Uh, why aren't we stopping them?!" Lapis 1J9G exclaimed before preparing to fly off when Black Rutile stopped her.

"Let them run." Black Rutile smiled deviously. "I want to see how they can lie their ways out of this situation. But in the meantime, I have another idea."

--

Before the Crystal Gems knew it, they finally returned to the beach house where Hessonite, Squaridot, and the Off-Colors awaited their return.

"I still can't believe it!" Steven gasped in denial of their current situation. "I get that not everyone would like what I've done with Homeworld, but I don't think I'd make them angry enough to want to kill me!"

"I tried to warn you, Steven." Lars declared sassily. "But you just didn't listen! Probably because you're so in denial of wanting to accept that not everything will go your way."

"Lars, this is no time for backtalk, Earth could be in danger!" Pearl scolded the pink-skinned human as the group walked into the house to think of a plan. "That Rutile seems to have thought of everything! I mean, she's a Rutile for crying out loud, they barely held any power in Homeworld!" However, Pearl then turned to the Rutile twins standing right next to her. "Uh, no offense you two."

"None taken." The twins replied.

"Still, she's got quite an army at her side." Lapis said. "She's got one of those Lapises I fought on Aozul 2, she's got Aquamarine, Eyeball, Pyrope & Demantoid, an Emerald, and that's not even accounting for the minions they got!"

"But what does Black Rutile want with us?" Peridot and Squaridot asked in unknowing unison.

"According to her Topaz, it must be something to do with that Steven did to the Gem race." Bismuth analyzed. "But who knows what she'll do next?"

"I know." Garnet declared. "I've looked through dozens of possible timelines trying to uncover Black Rutile's true plans. This is what I feel could be the worst possible one."

"What does it look like?" Steven asked before Garnet kissed him on the head, temporarily bestowing Steven with her future vision and a glimpse at what could be to come.

--

It took centuries of careful planning but at long last, Black Rutile had finally won. Once the Crystal Gems were finally destroyed and she indoctrinated the Gems they had enslaved to her noble cause, she then reawakened the Cluster that was slumbering within the Earth's crust, ultimately finishing what the Diamonds were too cowardly to do and destroying that annoying little planet once and for all.

Within mere weeks, the Diamonds met their demise, and Black Rutile installed herself as the new ruler of all Gemkind. And with the beginnings of her dictatorship came the Gems reverting to their old ways during Era 4. The caste system was reinstated but also reinvented at the same time. Now, it was Black Rutile above everyone else.

As countless Gems were tormented into building a grand statue to their magnanimous leader, a lone Pearl solemnly marched through the throngs of enslaved Gems under the orders of Emerald, until she was brought before Black Rutile, who was sitting on a throne as black as her body & her heart while the shattered remains of all who opposed her hanged above her in one big bubble.

"My Rutile, I come with the most glorious of tidings." Emerald decreed as she shoved Volleyball forward. "We have succeeded in terminating the resistance, but I feel you'd find particular interest in shattering their leader yourself."

"Ah yes, Pink Diamond's little Pearl." Black Rutile snickered as she descended from her throne to meet Volleyball. "Who would've guessed a submissive little slave would try to start a revolution? Well, anything to say?"

Volleyball, however, was too terrified to speak, having just witnessed her fellow rebels being shattered before her eye and now faced with the thought of being destroyed herself.

"What's that? No grand speech about how hope will live on or that there will be others like you that will rise against me?" Black Rutile asked rhetorically. "Oh please, I've destroyed every last threat to my power on both this planet and the Asteroid Field Formerly Known as Earth." She declared, gesturing towards the shard-filled bubble floating over her throne. "What's another pile of shards to add to the collection?"

With that, Black Rutile extracted her bowie knife from her gem and used it to jab Volleyball in hers, ending her life within mere seconds.

"So ends the legacy of Pink Diamond." Black Rutile purred as she collected the Pearl's shards in a bubble. "A real shame. She had so much potential and wasted it on being a total brat and threatening her own kind."

She then returned to her throne, where she lifted the bubble towards the bigger bubble, and the two merged. Now Volleyball's remains joined the tons of Gems that Black Rutile had heartlessly shattered. Ruby, Sapphire, Amethyst, Pearl, Peridot, Lapis, Bismuth, Hessonite, Citrine, Spinel, the Diamonds, all nothing more than shards. But her proudest achievement was the small gathering of pink dust that was once Steven Universe.

--

Returning to the present day, Steven was left utterly aghast at this possible future, but it made his resolve to stop Black Rutile even stronger. "We have to keep this future from happening!" he declared. "All we need to do is gather up an army of our own!"

"I'll call Connie and see if she's free to save the world again today." Pearl stated as she picked up her phone and started dialing.

"Which Gems do you want me to recruit out of everyone we evacuated?" Garnet asked.

"I don't know, just pick anyone!" Steven exclaimed.

"That's the Steven we know and love!" Amethyst replied, cheerfully giving Steven a noogie when she came to a realization. "Hey wait, if Black Rutile is gathering up Gems that have a beef with us, then what would you think if she tried recruiting Jasper?"

"Y'know, Jasper did say she was eager to fight again." Steven agreed with the little Quartz. "Maybe we should try and get to her first."

"I'm not sure Steven." Pearl said as she got off the phone with Connie. "Besides, I don't think Jasper would ever want to side with us."

"Black Rutile has gathered as much information as possible on all of us, and Jasper has likely been given the same treatment." Squaridot stated. "So it's just as likely that she'll try and ensnare Jasper to her side."

"We have to get to Jasper before Black Rutile does!" Steven hurriedly declared before turning to the Warp Pad behind him. "Gotta go, I'll be back soon!"

As Steven left for the forest via Warp Pad, the other Gems just gazed at the pad where he once stood.

"Good luck Steven." Pearl muttered before turning to Lion. "Go fetch Connie, okay?"

Lion nodded obediently and let out a roar, creating a portal that he leaped through to get to Connie.

--

Meanwhile, deep within the woods of Beach City, Jasper had been watching all that was going on in Little Homeworld from on top of her cave. As she watched smoke billow from afar, she couldn't help but feel that Steven brought this upon himself for enforcing peace for all Gems.

"He could've just ended colonization and leave it at that, but no!" Jasper muttered to herself while leaping down to the entrance of her cave. "He had to make them all into peace-loving weaklings!"

"Couldn't agree more." Jasper heard a familiar voice concur with her opinion. When the orange Gem turned around, she discovered Black Rutile leaning on a nearby tree with Aquamarine standing on a branch above her. "Jasper, correct? I don't think we got properly introduced to each other."

"If you're here for another interview, then forget it!" Jasper bellowed at Black Rutile before bringing her attention to Aquamarine. "And I see you got that little brat with you too."

"You are indeed correct Jasper." Aquamarine declared. "In fact, I'm not the only one who she recruited because of how dissatisfied I am with Era 3. Many Gems have been rallied by my master here to rebel against Steven's oppression and create a utopia."

"Are you sure about that?" Jasper asked with an eyebrow raised. "Sounds to me like you're starting some kind of cult?"

"A cult?! Stuff and nonsense!" Black Rutile assured the quartz. "We are simply fighting for our rights! Would you like to join us?"

"Jasper, don't!" Steven exclaimed as he rushed to the cave, where he saw Jasper standing with Black Rutile. "Please, you have to listen, Black Rutile is not to be trusted!"

"Don't you dare listen to him!" Black Rutile insisted. "He's the son of Pink Diamond, and it's both their faults you went from mighty Gem warrior to a lonely shell of your former self! Don't you see, you could finally get your revenge on Pink!"

"Revenge on my Diamond?" Jasper growled. "Fat chance! Why would I ally with some low-ranking Rutile just because she hates Pink like almost every Gem on this planet?! I'd rather be a peace-loving weakling than one of your lackeys!"

"Low-ranking?!" Black Rutile argued. "I'll have you know Jasper, I was one of a kind among Gems of my type because I worked my hardest to receive White Diamond's highest honors and join the upper-class of her court! You're just a mere Jasper who probably didn't even know Pink in person for the selfish, bratty sociopath she w-"

Before the Rutile could finish, Jasper summoned her crash helmet and sent her flying out of the forest with a single headbutt. "I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS, YOU ROTTEN QUARTZ!" Black Rutile cursed Jasper. "YOU JANKING CLOD!"

As Aquamarine chased after the flying Rutile, Jasper turned to Steven with a grumpy look in her eyes. In contrast, the starry-eyed Steven squealed excitedly while staring at Jasper. "Quit looking at me like that." Jasper snarled. "Let me guess, you want to recruit me too?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Steven declared eagerly.

--

"Yes indeed, my Ministry of Maliciousness shall soon destroy the United Defenders of the World and conquer the world at last!" a weirdly animated mad scientist with three circles arranged in a triangle decorating his bald head declared as he gestured to his fellow supervillains. Amethyst was watching this happen on television with some of the other Gems in Steven's room.

"Apex Predator!" A muscular man decorated in animal skins fired his highly advanced hunting rifle at nothing in particular.

"Electric Ellen!" A young woman in a black suit with lightning bolt patterns demonstrated her powers for the other villains.

"Automato!" A bronze robot with green optics simply stood by his seat at the table of criminals, his soulless eyes unblinking.

"Scare Master!" A large man in a monster costume that continuously leaked hallucinogenic gas and wearing a yellow ring let out a ghoulish laugh.

"The Unidentified Felonious Extraterrestial!" A cybernetic insectoid alien made a shrieking noise, exposing the smaller head in its mouth.

"And of course, your illustrious leader!" the scientist introduced himself. "The world's greatest criminal mind, Professor Poindexter, Ph.D.!"

"Uh, why are we watching this show?" Zuli asked Amethyst while she sat next to Lapis.

"This is what our current sitch reminds me of!" Amethyst explained. "Mangolin's archenemy Professor Poindexter gathers up each of the United Defenders of the Globe's enemies to form, like, a team of supervillains!"

"Why is the animation so lazy?" Peridot wondered as she leaned on Biggs Jasper.

"It was the 70s, limited budget." Amethyst said. "Ooh wait, here comes Mangolin!"

The cartoon then changed scenes from the Ministry of Maliciousness to the United Defenders of the World, which included Mangolin, Uber-Chap, Battle Goddess, Pyro-Nado, Shamrock Cavalier, Gizmo-Chick, and Vincent the Visitor.

"Termite terrors, Defenders!" the pangolin-themed hero Mangolin exclaimed. "Our foe Professor Poindexter has assembled our enemies to destroy us once and for all! We must do something!"

"They just explained that to us!" Nephrite said. "What, do they think the viewers are stupid or something?"

Just then, the group of Gems heard the Warp Pad go off, signaling that Steven has finally returned.

"Hey, Steven's back!" Teal Zircon exclaimed before racing down the stairs to see her half-human friend again, and this time she was in for a surprise. "Hey Jasper, remember me? Your new best friend?"

"I regret this decision already." Jasper cringed at having to ally with Teal as the other Gems came back downstairs. "Oh look, a whole menagerie of useless clods! Why even bring them all together when I can just take Black Rutile's forces on myself?"

"Jasper, no need to brag about your strength." Lapis said to the more muscular Gem. "This is serious, the whole planet is at stake here!"

"And I should care because?" Jasper snarled in disagreement.

"Um, this is your Diamond's planet?" an exasperated Pearl replied. "Surely you wouldn't want anyone to touch what Pink owned, right?"

"I suggest you don't talk that way to a Gem like her." Rhodonite said to Pearl. "She looks like she could go wild on us at any moment."

"Just calm down everyone." Fluorite advised calmly. "I know we're all stressed because of our current situation, but let's not start arguing."

"And who are all of these?" Jasper asked as she gestured to the Off-Colors, Hessonite & Squaridot, Zuli, Snowflake Obsidian, Little Larimar, Nephrite, Topaz, and Biggs Jasper. "I suppose they're all from that stupid school of yours?"

"Well, most of them are." Steven pointed out. "And maybe when this is all over, you could finally give Little Homeschool a chan-"

"Pass." Jasper coldly declared. "Shouldn't we be getting ready to fight right now?"

"Jasper's right." Bismuth agreed. "We're all in this together, for Earth."

And right on cue, Lion finally returned with Connie on his back, her sword at the ready. "How convenient that I finished most of my work in time for another chance at saving the world!" Connie stated as she dismounted from Lion and hugged Steven. "So, who are we fighting?"

"Come with us to Little Homeworld, I'll show you." Steven answered before he began to walk towards the Warp Pad. "Gems, let's get a move on."

And so, the Crystal Gems and all their assorted allies marched towards the Warp Pad, ready to take back Little Homeworld from Black Rutile's rebels and defend the planet once more. When Steven spread out his arms, off they all went in a beam of light.

--

"Ugh, I'm so bored!" Eyeball complained, pacing around while the rest of the alliance mindlessly caused more damage to Little Homeworld out of complete boredom. "I suppose they finally realized they were stupid to stop us and skipped Earth without telling?"

"Patience Ruby." Aquamarine advised her fusion partner. "They should be coming soon."

"What makes you so sure?" White Topaz asked Aquamarine as she revealed her weapon, a pair of brass knuckles.

"Steven came running for Jasper thinking she can join his side." The little blue Gem answered. "What an idiot, am I right?!"

Suddenly, Aquamarine was in for a scare as Little Homeworld's Warp Pad activated from right behind her, and on it were the Crystal Gems.

"Okay Black Rutile, we're here." Steven declared with Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, Connie, Lion, Peridot, Lapis, Bismuth, Jasper, Hessonite, Squaridot, Lars, the Off-Colors, TZ, Zuli, Topaz, Snowflake, Larimar, Biggs, and Nephrite behind him. "All of us!"

"Oh, you finally showed up! Good timing." Black Rutile sarcastically applauded her foes. "And I see you got a little rag-tag bunch of over-eager losers by your side too."

"Hey 2F8D, so this is what you've been up to." 1J9G cattily greeted her ex-partner. "Being a pacifist baby and letting yourself be Steven's slave."

"I'm not a slave, neither to him or you!" Zuli yelled at 1J9G. "I came to Little Homeworld not just to learn how to appreciate Earth, but to learn how to make actual friends! Not be submissive to overly-controlling jerks!"

"I thought I could trust you Aquamarine!" Topaz went next. "I thought you changed by meeting that Ruby and fusing with her, but now I see you'll always be the same little monster you always are!"

"Oh stop Topaz, you're too kind!" Aquamarine said to her former Topaz.

"Crystal Gems, assemble!" Garnet bravely pointed forward to prepare for one last attack, but Steven stopped her.

"Wait!" Steven exclaimed. "Before we all get into one big fight, I want to know. Why do you hate me in particular? Outside of Era 3, I mean."

"You really want to know?" Black Rutile replied. "Well, allow me to put this in the only way you'll probably understand." She turned to White Topaz while fetching some kind of device from her gem. "Music please."

White Topaz turned the device on and music began to play, cuing Black Rutile to start a song. "When one era ends, another begins. It's such a big change for all us Gems." She sang. "But some aren't new fans of the old ways, and prefer to look back on the old days. But I on the other hand got a chance, to make this the Crystal Gems' last dance. And now I pray through endless days, to finally get rid of you."

"Is she singing?" Lars gasped at the musical number that just began as drum music kicked in. "Did she have a machine made for that purpose?"

"When I first emerged for my Diamond, White the master tactician!" Black Rutile began telling her origins through holograms on her visor, showing a just-emerged Rutile in a Kindergarten standing before White Diamond. "She revealed to me in secret signs, the markings of a great Gem! And she was indeed no clod, could reduce entire armies to sod! And all the fools that dared cross her, she'd just shrug and then shatter!"

"I studied well, got my tools of the trade, always got nothing but an A-grade!" After Black Rutile did away with the hologram showing her emergence, she started revealing the hard work she did to gain her high status among White Diamond's subjects. "But then he walked in and called himself Pinky, soon everyone got down to one knee." A stylized version of Steven's first arrival on Homeworld came next, and the stylized Black Rutile wasn't very pleased. "What never died was my ambition, and my keen intuition. Both of them gave me a complex, and made me want to rule the universe."

As the song went on, Steven began learning more about the consequences of his actions and how much Black Rutile truly despised him. "Every glimmer from your smile makes me want to puke!" his new foe complained. "Who to slay, who's the one, who's to doom? You know the only one would be my new archenemy, Steven U!"

With that, the chorus soon began with Black Rutile's minions joining in, sans White Topaz. "Wither the rose! Growing shadows! Sow a world of chaos!" the seven Gems sang in harmony. "Wither the rose! Only highs, no lows! In a world of chaos!"

"Is this the time for a song?" Connie asked. "Why don't we just attack them while they're singing?"

"Black Rutile is going to put on an admittedly wonderful song!" Padparadscha exclaimed.

"Ha!" Black Rutile laughed as the musical break reaches its end before turning to her Cluster Gems, cyborg Cactus Stevens and Light Warriors. "Come on minions, hurry along, this little school will soon be gone!" she commanded them before hugging herself in excitement. "I could squeeze myself with glee! Next the Diamonds and then this galaxy! I would really stop at nothing, shattering, treachery and lies! Whatever it takes to reign supreme, you really can't blame me for trying."

The tune soon began to reach its climax. "Wither the rose! Growing shadows! Sow a world of chaos! Wither the rose! Don't you doze!"

"We shall restore Homeworld's true order!" Aquamarine soon joined in.

"Vengeance will soon finally be ours!" Eyeball added sadistically.

"Saying sorry just won't cut it!" Emerald chorused.

"Dismantling the new superpowers!" Lapis 1J9G stated.

"Armies rampaging across the stars!" Demantoid declared.

"Covered in so many scars!" Pyrope boomed.

"Nothing but eternal war," Black Rutile concluded. "Join us as we make our own colony!"

"Genocide, slaughtering, jingoism, in enemy blood we shall wade!” The seven Gems announced. "Homeworld Gems come celebrate, as we make this bratty starlight fade!"

The song finally ended and the alliance of hatred took a bow before Black Rutile changed her knife into a broadsword with a massive blade and a tiny handle. "Now that we explained everything," she stated before pointing her sword forward. "CHARGE!"

The two sides finally clashed at Little Homeworld for the fate of Earth. Lapis & Zuli took to the skies against 1J9G, Pyrope & Demantoid led an unwilling Light Army, Emerald sped forth to personally confront Lars, and Black Rutile, White Topaz, Aquamarine & Eyeball personally confronted Steven, Garnet, Amethyst & Pearl.

"Fire!" Demantoid commanded some Light Warriors bearing laser cannons to shoot at Teal Zircon & Nephrite, but Jasper and Topaz were there to shield her from the blasts. "You!"

"You saved me!" TZ exclaimed. "Guess you really do think of me as your best friend, dontcha Jasp?"

"No, I still find you one of the most annoying beings I've ever met." Jasper replied. "But still, better to side with someone as irritating as you."

"I thought we were all friends!" 1J9G exclaimed as she clashed her water with Lapis and Zuli's. "I only joined these guys just so I could get you back!"

"Why would we ever take you back?!" Lapis stated.

"When we ran into 3E8C after years, she showed me that she and Steven were the best of friends!" Zuli added. "Not an overly controlling jerk who refuses to let me have fun!"

"See what she means?!" 1J9G said. "He's brainwashed all of you!" The only response she got was a punch to the face from Zuli.

Down below, Lars and Connie sparred against Emerald. "Don't think Steven will be there to save you today!" Emerald taunted, snapping her fingers and revealing electric powers to fight with. "He'll just throw you away, just like how Pink always threw everything away!"

"Sheesh, sins of the mother much?" Lars dryly commented.

"Steven is nothing like that!" Connie argued. "If you knew him, you'd know he's the sweetest, most caring guy you could ever meet!"

"Oh blah blah blah, I get it, he's too pure for this universe and he must be protected at all costs!" Emerald said. "Black Rutile has shown me what he truly is like."

Finally, the Crystal Gems battled with Black Rutile and her three most loyal followers. Garnet went up against White Topaz, Amethyst vs Eyeball, Pearl vs Aquamarine, and finally Steven vs Black Rutile.

"Why are you doing this?!" Steven asked Black Rutile while in utter denial. "I brought peace to the galaxy, I ended the Diamonds' oppression!"

"And stripped all Gems of their livelihoods in the process." Black Rutile coldly replied as her sword clashed with Steven's shield. "Look around you kid, these Gems came to my side because they have no status, no allies, no power over others! And now, they come to Earth for retribution against you!"

"But this still isn't right!" Steven claimed. "I understand that some may not be comfortable with what I've done, but that doesn't excuse you for all this."

"Kinda like how you excused the Diamonds for all they did just because they were sad, or something stupid like that." Black Rutile insulted.

"That's because they were!" Steven exclaimed. "They were in mourning!"

"Mourning the so-called death of an annoying brat I had the displeasure of sharing a planet with!" Black Rutile yelled as she began fighting in a way that resembled capoeira and gymnastics. "This all could've been avoided if you just put your enemies out of their misery, or at least punished them, rather than just excusing them with a stupid song and acting like everything was just water under the bridge!"

"You're thinking of retributive justice, where the offender did something wrong and the punishment is just as severe in exchange." Steven replied. "We Crystal Gems practice restorative justice, where we actually talk to the offenders and try to see how we can help them without using lethal force."

"Well, whatever you're talking about, you can call me a proud supporter of retributive justice." Black Rutile declared herself. "As in, me and my pals are seeking retribution against you and your posse for what you did to our society, and will do so by any means necessary. Because you think everything can just bend to your will if you just make everyone around you cry?! You really are no better than Pink!"

"Well, I'm trying to be better than my mom, both Pink Diamond, and Rose Quartz." Steven responded, blocking another attack from Black Rutile. "But I'm pretty sure they'd both find a sociopath like you beyond saving."

"Me, a sociopath?! You barely even know me!" Black Rutile yelled before bunting Steven's shield away when he tried to throw it. "Well, you're certainly right on me being a bit selfish, but look at you. I mean, you've made excuses for murderers, bigots, and toxic friends, yet anyone who's just doing what they're made to do is instantly made a pariah just because they don't like you and your dumb little sidekicks!"

Behind Black Rutile's back, however, her alliance was slowly beginning to fall apart, yet she didn't seem to care. Hessonite, Peridot, Biggs, and Squaridot hid behind a wall to avoid the Light Warriors' attacks.

"Got a plan, you guys?" Biggs asked the other three Gems.

"I have." Hessonite replied. "The Peridots shall distract them by taking control of Demantoid's limb enhancers while I swoop in and steal back the Light Prisms! Then perhaps we can turn the Light Army on them."

"I'll see what I can do." Peridot stated, but then Squaridot put a green hand on her shoulder.

"No, allow me." Squaridot stated before using her ferrokinetic powers to meddle with Demantoid's limb enhancers.

"No no, not again!" Demantoid yelled as she was dumped out of her mech, and the Light Prism she was holding hostage fell out with her only to be caught by Hessonite at rapid speed. "My Prism!"

"Demantoid you child, you could've just fought back instead of letting yourself get defeated!" Pyrope said, unaware that her Prism was stolen as well. "Wait, what?"

As Hessonite returned to Peridot and Squaridot with the Light Prisms in hand, the Light Warriors dropped their current activities and began to surround the three Gems peacefully. "Now that you know who's really in charge here," Hessonite bragged before she pointed at her fellow Garnets. "FIRE!"

"No, it can't be!" Pyrope squealed in utter defeat as the Light Warriors pointed their weapons at her and Demantoid.

"Hold me close Pyrope!" Demantoid added while hugging Pyrope in fear before the Light Warriors charged, attacking the pair and poofing them once and for all.

As for Emerald, she was now getting ganged up on by Lars, Connie, and the Off-Colors, who all took turns using Connie's sword against her. "You're all just humans and Off-Color Gems!" Emerald screamed as she desperately tried to fight back. "What makes you think you all can stop me?!"

"'Cause we're all more walk than talk!" Lars declared, once again using his musti-yuddha skills to knock Emerald to the ground. "Connie, care to do the honors?"

"With pleasure!" Connie replied, hopping up on Fluorite's head and jumping high into the air before zooming down with her sword pointed directly at Emerald.

"I hate you all." Emerald snarled bitterly before Connie poofed her, ending the threat she possessed to Lars and the Off-Colors.

High up in the air, the battle of the Lapides raged on with 1J9G using vapor from the clouds as makeshift weapons against her former friends.

"We could've stayed together if 3E8C hadn't been dropped on Earth like an idiot!" 1J9G yelled. "I just wanted us to stay friends!"

"Well, if you want to keep your friends," 3E8C stated, forming a massive water hand from a nearby cloud. "then you should act like a friend." The hand grabbed 1J9G and tossed her to the ground, creating a massive crater that caused a building to start falling over, and one piece of sharp rubble was aimed straight at 1J9G's gem.

"So this is it, huh?" 1J9G monologued to herself as death was mere moments away. "I feel like this is karma for being a horrible friend like they keep calling me. In that case, I'm sorry. Maybe somewhere else, we could've stayed together."

As 1J9G accepted her demise, the rubble was punched out of the way by a massive silhouette in the dust, and it settled to reveal Jasper as her savior.

"Get up you!" Jasper roared at the Lapis.

"But, we're on different sides!" 1J9G exclaimed. "Why did you save me?"

"It's what a certain someone would've done, but he's too busy at the moment." Jasper replied. "Plus, I know what it's like to be alone too."

"Oh look, that Jasper is becoming just like you!" Black Rutile yelled as she watched her alliance break up. "But then again, they set themselves up for this the moment I recruited them all, so what are you gonna do?"

"But still, we're fighting a losing battle!" White Topaz advised her Rutile. "What do we do now?"

"I think I know." Black Rutile smirked before snapping her fingers at one of her surviving allies. "Aquamarine, grab the boy and take him to the nearest mountain!"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Aquamarine purred before she grabbed Steven with her wand and began flying off, with Eyeball also in tow, and Black Rutile & White Topaz on a mini-hovercraft. "Oh, where will you be without your precious little abomination?!"

"Steven!" the Crystal Gems all yelled.

"Topaz, subdue the Lapises!" Black Rutile then commanded White Topaz, who gave a shaky nod before leaping up and grabbing Lapis & Zuli, followed by pinning them to the ground.

"Don't worry guys, I got this!" Connie said before mounting on Lion and riding off after Aquamarine.

"The only one who should defeat him is me." Jasper said as Connie fled, right before following the human. "Wait up girl!"

--

At the mountain, Steven was dropped by Aquamarine at the highest cliff, where Black Rutile stood by with a boulder next to her and White Topaz.

"What do you want now Black Rutile?" Steven asked as he got up to face the evil Rutile.

"Simple, toss you over the edge and throw a boulder to crush you to death, since you can fly apparently." Black Rutile declared. "I've been waiting for ages to destroy Pink Diamond, and you, my little friend, are just the thing to satisfy my vendetta."

"But why do you hate Pink so much?" Steven exclaimed. "Let me guess, she treated you like trash just like almost every other Gem I've faced?"

"No, she didn't treat me like trash!" Black Rutile answered. "She treated everyone around her like trash, yet the Diamonds almost always let her get away with everything! And here you are forcing Gems against their will to change their very way of living! Hey, at least you didn't fake your death to recklessly endanger the lives of others, because I'm going to endanger yours!"

Black Rutile then picked up Steven by his shirt collar and walked to the edge of the cliff, where she dangled him over such dangerously high heights. "You know what's ironic?" she smiled cheerfully before it turned to a hateful scowl. "You're able to get humans and Gems to get along, yet you're neither of them yourself."

With that, Black Rutile released her grip on Steven's shirt and he began falling from the cliff, followed shortly by White Topaz tossing a boulder that fell right above him. "NO HARD FEELINGS!" she yelled.

"So this is how I'll die, falling to my death off a cliff while a boulder is going to crush me." Steven realized as he fell to his doom. "Maybe Black Rutile's right. Maybe this is punishment for only thinking of myself all the time, and never taking others' feelings into account. Punishment for letting all these enemies run free instead of punishing them. Punishment for being an awful person in general."

However, just as Steven shut his eyes, accepted his demise, and did not even use any of his powers to escape, a voice cried out to him. "STEVEN!"

"Connie?" Steven exclaimed as she warped in via Lion's portal and reach out to him. "Don't worry, I'm with you till the end of the line! Just grab my hand!"

Steven gave a big smile, realizing that even with all his faults there were still people looking out for him, and took Connie's hand, causing the two to merge into a mass of light.

--

"Well, that should take care of him." Black Rutile declared, dusting off her hands and beginning to walk away. "Come along you three, let's go reawaken the Cluster and wipe this planet off the face of this universe for good."

"Uh, my Rutile?" White Topaz said while she, Aquamarine, and Eyeball gazed over the edge of the cliff to discover a pink light rapidly approaching them. "I think Steven is….not dead."

"Wait, seriously?!" Black Rutile yelled before Stevonnie leaped up the mountain and onto the cliff where the four enemy Gems stood. "You fused with a human?!"

"Bet you didn't see that coming!" Stevonnie declared as they swung their sword to try and poof Aquamarine, but she swiftly dodged and fused with Eyeball to form Bluebird Azurite.

"Of course I knew you can fuse with humans kid, it was in my data!" Black Rutile exclaimed before turning to White Topaz staring in amazement at the fusion. "Topaz, fuse with me!"

"Wait, we get to fuse too?!" White Topaz giddily exclaimed. "Eee, I can't wait, we've been practicing for so long!"

"Just shut up already." Black Rutile snarled before extending her hand. "Now, may I have this dance?"

"Gladly." White Topaz responded, taking her superior's hand before they began dancing the tango, their gems glowing as they danced until they formed into a giant light that resulted in a new, much larger fusion with four eyes & arms, spiky hair that went down to her back, a black-and-grey uniform and Black Rutile's white cape.

"BEHOLD FOOLISH LESSER BEINGS!" the new fusion bombastically declared. "THE GODLIKE SUPERIORITY OF THE MIGHTY LEPIDOLITE!"

"One fusion against two fusions." Stevonnie muttered. "Have to admit, those aren't very good odds."

"You bet." Jasper declared, zooming up the mountain to stand by Stevonnie's side and pounding her fists together. "For them!"

"You followed us?" Stevonnie asked Jasper.

"I don't like the Crystal Gems, but I hate them just as much." Jasper explained roughly. "Now come on, let's finish this!"

"Oh, a fair game, I see!" Lepidolite asked as she summoned two pairs of claws on each pair of her hands that extended from her knuckles while Bluebird summoned her ice cutlass. "Well, game on!"

Lepidolite clashed her claws with Stevonnie's sword while Jasper grabbed Bluebird in her massive hand and smashed her face into the rock face. However, despite Lepidolite being surprisingly evenly matched with Stevonnie, there was one thing they had that she lacked. Control over the fusion itself.

"So you can fuse with humans?!" White Topaz exclaimed cheerfully while Lepidolite slashed at Stevonnie before she switched to Black Rutile. "Did you even listen to Aquamarine's report, why are you acting like this is so new to you?!" Black Rutile yelled. "Why do you always have to be so dense?!"

"This is almost like Malachite." Stevonnie compared the abusive control Black Rutile had over White Topaz to the strained but peaceful relationship between Lapis and Jasper. "Listen, why can't you just work together?!"

"Because she's a completely moronic clod!" Black Rutile yelled through Lepidolite.

"Even if she treats me like trash, she's still my boss!" White Topaz added. "After all, isn't that what master/servant relationships are kinda like?"

"Master, don't!" Bluebird yelled as Jasper kept beating her up. "You're going to make them do some speech about the stupid power of friendship or something!"

"Well, you want us to work together?!" Lepidolite said, now no longer personified through Black Rutile and White Topaz's arguing. "Then work together we shall!"

Lepidolite then grabbed Stevonnie by their arms and once again threw them over the edge of the cliff before walking off to assist Bluebird. But just like when Steven was tossed over the cliff, things went horribly wrong for them.

Stevonnie reappeared in a massive gust of wind, now bathed in a pink glow and with a furious snarl replacing their confident grin. "Why won't you listen?!" they yelled, lunging at Lepidolite and striking their sword straight into her chest. "I'm not the real monster, YOU ARE!"

"No no no no no no!" Lepidolite screamed as Stevonnie's sword cut into her body and striking her straight in Black Rutile's gem, causing the two to ultimately defuse. As the pair of Gems were dropped to the ground, White Topaz laid on her back, utterly stupefied. Black Rutile on the other hand was terrified beyond all recognition, a far cry from the confident mastermind she normally is.

"W-w-who are you!?" Black Rutile shivered in fear of the pink Stevonnie, who now had a psychotic smile on their face. "WHAT ARE YOU?!"

"I'm-" Stevonnie began when they suddenly stopped and gazed at their hands. "I don't know." With that, Stevonnie finally un-fused back into Steven and Connie, just in time for the other Gems to arrive.

"Steven, Connie!" Garnet cried as she, Amethyst, Pearl, Peridot, Bismuth, Hessonite, Lars, Squaridot, and the Light Prisms were carried up the mountain by a massive water elevator created by the trio of Lapides. When they reached the cliff, Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl all rushed to give the two kids a big hug. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Connie replied shakily. "First we fused into Stevonnie to fight Black Rutile, who fused with White Topaz to create this big fusion called Lepidolite, then after we were tossed over a cliff, Stevonnie turned pink and-"

"Wait, pink?" Pearl wondered. "It's just like all those other times Steven lost control! What could it be?"

"That's exactly what I'd like to know too!" the utterly defeated Black Rutile yelled. "What is that, a human thing?"

"Uh, no everyone! Everything's fine!" Steven began lying. "It's just a human thing, but I'm the only one who can do it!"

"Alright, keep your secrets brat." Black Rutile declared before she snapped her fingers again. Getting up from Jasper's beatdown, Bluebird picked up Black Rutile & White Topaz and carried them away. "Your little power fantasy will soon come to an end!" she declared. "And Gems, I'd keep an eye out on that monster if I were you! He could become a bigger threat to Earth than I am!"

As the three Gems got farther away, everybody turned to Steven with nervous looks on their faces.

"Steven, is there anything you need to tell us?" Connie asked her best friend.

"Uh, anyone wanna go out for pizzas?" Steven tried to change the subject, and everyone went silent in response.

"What is this pizza you speak of?" Hessonite piped up.

--

Later that day, reconstruction of Little Homeworld had quickly begun. With Peridot and Squaridot's help, the Cactus Stevens were now fully organic once more and helped in the repairs, alongside the Light creatures created by George and his sisters.

"Wow George, you, Elaine, and Cosma are one great team!" Steven said to George as they looked upon the Light Army's hard work. George turned to Steven with a confused look on his face. "Oh, I came up with those names for your sisters based on this TV show with a character also named George."

"Hey Steven, the pizzas are here!" Lapis called for Steven.

"Ooh, gotta go you guys!" Steven said before leaving George and his newly named sisters to work. "See you again soon!"

Steven returned to the Little Homeworld Warp Pad, where the Crystal Gems and the Off-Colors were setting up a little picnic with pizza boxes all around. "You see, this is what we need more of." Steven said. "Just us hanging out, no Gem monsters or evil Gems threatening and scarring our lives."

"Are you sure you're okay kid?" 1J9G asked Steven.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Steven replied. "Wait, what are you doing here? Weren't you on Black Rutile's side?"

"That Jasper saved my life because she knew what it was like to be alone, so I'm coming here as gratitude." 1J9G stated. "I came with Black Rutile as 1J9G, and I'll learn to become a better friend as Laz. You like the new name I got?"

"I love it!" Zuli exclaimed happily. "It's so wet!"

"Well, if you say so." Steven said awkwardly before he found Lars and Hessonite collecting the inactive gemstones of Emerald, Pyrope, Demantoid and all the Cluster Gems. "And what are you going to do with those?"

"We'll take the Cluster Gems back to Homeworld." Lars answered before pointing to Emerald and the Garnets. "As for these three, I'm not sure yet."

"They'll be safe with us." Garnet said, taking the three Gems out of the bubble. "And who knows? Maybe they'll become students of Little Homeschool."

"Speaking of which, Squaridot." Hessonite said to her Peridot sidekick. "You said that you were given the chance to come to Little Homeschool before you joined me? You think the offer still stands?"

"You know what?" Squaridot said. "I think I'm gonna stay here. Thank you Hessonite for everything." She then hugged the orange Garnet. "And tell Citrine I said hi if you find her."

As the group all sat down to their victory picnic, many eyes were still on Steven, who paid more attention to his slice of pie.

"Seriously, that boy just ain't right!" Jasper said as she prepared to leave.

"Yo Jasper, have a little more tact!" Amethyst scolded her fellow quartz while turning to Steven. "But what if Black Rutile is right? What if Steven becomes a threat to Earth?"

Steven still didn't pay any attention and kept on eating, but the Gems guessed that he might've been deliberately distracting himself. But why?

--

Elsewhere, Black Rutile had now touched down deeper in the forest, letting Bluebird Azurite drop her off in front of a cave. "Ah, this should make a good hideout."

"Why can't we just flee on your dropship?" White Topaz asked.

"I'm pretty sure it's been seized by now." Black Rutile said as she sat down on a rock formation, slouching and pressing her fingers together. "Tell me, my friends, what do you think is Steven's greatest weakness?"

"He can't fend for himself!" Aquamarine stated as she and Eyeball un-fused.

"He always has to get his nose in everyone's business." Eyeball remarked, rolling her eye with arms crossed.

"Uh, he's got boatloads of trauma that no one bothers to bring up?" White Topaz asked meekly.

"Correct Topaz, very good for once." Black Rutile congratulated her Topaz. "Now, as you see, he can't deal with his whole worldview changing, since learning there were so many Gems against him shattered everything he almost knew about his actions." She declared. "But what if we did the same, but we turn the humans against him?"

END OF PART 2: GRADUATION

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 3: FRAGMENTED MIND

--

And that was Enemy of my Enemy and Part 2 in general! This was a really long one, filled with ideas that I've had in my head for ages! The whole group of past enemy Gems was inspired primarily by the Evil League of Mutants from Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, I imagined the bad future to be similar to Deliver Us from Prince of Egypt, and the justice debate was basically the Ship of Theseus scene from WandaVision. And that's not even getting into what I have planned for Part 3, but that's another time for another day. And if the subtitle is any indication, you all know what's coming.

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hello!! it's me again 🫶 may I ask you to make a larissa x milf!r where rissa is a friend of reader's child and visits her house and she dominates reader unexpectedly? thank you 🫶

- v

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*Authors note~ oooo soo think you wanted milf r who gets dominanted by our darling Rissa so her we go*

Trigger warnings~ dom l sub r Rissa strap on fingering corruption kink heavy praise oral

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Your adoptive daughter, Dahlia had recently joined Nevermore Academy and wanted to visit home for the holidays. Obviously you were overjoyed to know she was coming home, you had such a special bond with her due to the nature she came to you in. The fact she wanted to bring her roommate to stay as well was truly something special.  You'd heard of the girl your daughter called Isa.

The first few days went swimmingly, your daughters friend was rather reserved and polite. You could see why your daughter raved about her, she's respectful and ever so thoughtful. Also stunningly beautiful. The moment Dahilla told you she was a shape shifter you were truly shocked, you'd heard about shape shifters having gorgeous features but seeing one in real life was something else. Knowing Isa was one of the older students meant that she was some years younger but nothing too drastic.

So the day you caught her wondering into your bedroom you decided to take advantage of the way she looked at you. The young blonde thought she was sly but truthfully you'd caught them since her arrival. "Isa darling?" You purred startling the girl. "Oh I'm so sorry Dahilla said that will she um I " the poor blonde looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Shhhh darling I know why you're here" you murmured stepping towards her which caused her to step back until she found the bed. "So pretty like this" you muttered, "you want me" you stated. You left no room for argument after all your already foreseen what would happen.

"I uh um you're a Lia's mother I um it's inappropriate" she mumbled flushing bright red. "Oh darling, it's not inappropriate and I want you too, so badly. I've seen it happen you know? How you respond to me, the whimpers and whines you make while you take mommys strap" you teased watching the younger woman bite her lip. "Go on baby, say it, moan for mommy" you murmured before kissing all over the expanse of her neck. "Oh fuck mommy please!" Larissa whined before realising what she had done.

You smirked at her embarrassment and reminded her that Dahlia had nipped out to see her other mother for the day and she wouldn't have to know. "Isa, I know you want me love" you purred and lent over to whisper in her ear, "and I want you pretty girl." The little whimper of recognition was truly driving you insane, you needed her but you knew you had to be sure. You could've attempted to see the future and the outcome but where was the fun in that?

"I um I have never um" she stuttered turning her head away from you. "Oh is mommys pretty girl untouched" you teased trying to hide the fact it made you want her more. "Can I be the first?" You murmured guiding her head to look at you and she nodded. "Words love" was all you offered only to be met with "please take me mommy I'll be good!"

That is how Larissa Weems found herself as naked as the day she was born with your head buried in between her thighs. You peppered her pale thighs with kisses and little nips loving how responsive the younger girl was. "Please" she whimpered squirming slightly. "Okay pretty girl mommy is gonna make you feel so good Angel" you murmured before taking an explanatory swipe of her slit. "Oh!" She whimpered falling back against the bed, only encouraging you to continue.

You eagerly lapped at her core, achieving some of the most beautiful sounds you ever heard. When you felt her cunt start to drip you decide to add a finger all while sucking on her clit to help her adjust to the intrusion. "Oh mommy feels so good don't stop" she mewled hesitantly rocking her hips to meet your mouth while your finger slowly worked it's way through her tight heat. "So beautiful" you murmured before kissing up her stomachs to play with her boobs. "Oh fuck me" she whined when your lips latched and onto her peer bud. "I oh god my stomach fills weird" she whimpered unsure if she wanted more or for you to stop.

"Oh sweet girl, you're so innocent aren't you. You wanna cum baby. Go on let go for mommy" you encourage while curling your fingers to stroke her G spot with every thrust. The cry she let out while drenching your finger was truly something magnificent. Brought your mouth to her soaked folds to lap up her cum. "Mommy!" She whined squirming as you cleaned up every last drop of cum. "Mommy more, please" she whimpered and lucky for her you knew just what to do.

"Sweet girl, do you really want to be mommys? I can make you mine forever love" you whispered before kissing her neck and allowing her to fill the bulge you'd been hiding all this time. "Oh fuck! Is that um a" she mumbled a blush covering her cheeks. "Oh now my darling Isa don't go all shy on mommy, yes it's mommys cock and she'd very much like to burry it deep inside that pretty pussy of yours. Own you. Make you mine and mine only. Watch you squirm trying to get it deeper inside your aching cunt."

"Please mommy I need you, I need it" she mewled you strip off your clothing, the girthy six inches purple strap standing to attention. Her eyes hungrily dancing over the length, "mommy won't fit too big" she whined, her beautiful sapphire irises holding nothing but lust and fear. "Then mommy will have to make it fit won't she" you purred smothering the faux cock in lube before lining it up with her dripping folds. "Mommys gonna push into your tight hole now okay? It may feel a little uncomfortable or hurt but I promise you it will feel good okay?"Larissa let out a cry as her virgin walls stretched out to accommodate the intrusion. "Shhh baby it's okay you're doing so well, taking me so well darling. Almost there. God your beautiful" you murmured hoping to ease her pain a little, "breathe my darling, it will help with the stinging."

"Oh mommy!" She mewled as the pain turned into pleasure. "See that's my good girl, feels good huh?" Your teasing tone combined with the bucking of her hips have you the answer. You were gentle at the start. But soon enough your thrusts became faster and harder, the blonde withering and moaning blow you. "Oh fuck me yes god more more please mommy I'm so god more" her moans driving you absolutely wild with the need. "Cum for me baby, cum with mommy, I know you're close" you whimpered into her ear. Your hand sneaking down to her clit.

To see the innocence drain from her eyes was truly something else, and knowing what you knew of the future, this wouldn't be a one time thing. Larissa would come back time and time again. So you made sure everything felt perfect for her first time. Slipping the dick from her tight walls, her hole gaping as her cum leaked onto your sheets. "So so good baby. You did amazingly for mommy" you reassured getting rid of the strap and coming to hold her. "So good, such a pretty girl."

After some snuggling and reassurance Larissa finally felt her legs were stable enough for her to return back to the guest room and shower, ensuring that Dahila would have no idea that you just stole her friend's innocent and fucked her absolutely senseless.

Word count~ 1352

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TOP FINAL SENTENCES OF 2017

Enjoy this list of our most reblogged final sentences from each month last year! Here’s to another year of lots of reading and writing!

January

“From the wars against disorder, from the sirens night and day, from the fires of the homeless, from the ashes of the gay: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.“

Leonard Cohen, from “Democracy”

“This was the death I was reminded of by the crushed thistle in the midst of the plowed field.”

Leo Tolstoy, from “Hadji Murat”, trans. Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky

February

“I’ve seen the daylight breaking high above the bough, I’ve found my destination and I’ve made my vow; So whether you abhor me Or deride me or ignore me, Mighty mountains loom before me and I won’t stop now.“

Naomi Long Modgett, from “Midway”

“I am also certain I did not care in the least.”

Tasha Alexander, from A Terrible Beauty

March

“A single smile that made a cold-blooded assassin weak in the knees.“

Sherrilyn Kenyon, from Born of Night

“So very, very tired.“

Caitlin Moran, from “The Two Things Men Need to Understand About Women” in Moranifesto

April

“Sometimes in the night I think I smell apricots.”

Eve Bunting, from Spying on Miss Muller

“I’m ready to feel nothing, forever.”

Louise O'Neill, from Only Ever Yours

May

“I can’t find the courage to tell her how much I love when she says we yet, but there’s an entire future written in that word, and we’ll make time.”

Satvika Neti, from “To War We Go” in Dates!

“He fills all the hollow spaces.”

Roxane Gay, from “North Country” in Difficult Women

June

“Sometimes, she nearly convinced herself.”

Roxane Gay, from “Best Features” in Difficult Women

“Dear me-oh, dear me, All the cats had come to tea.”

Kate Greenaway, from “The Cats Have Come to Tea”

July

“Now, many centuries after those days when the mermaid came to earth and then left it, after so many daughters and sons have been born, there are people all over the world who carry the mermaid inside them, that otherworldly beauty and longing and desire that made her reach for heaven when she lived in the darkness of the sea.”

Carolyn Turgeon, from Mermaid

“I am a knife.”

Roxane Gay, from “I Am a Knife” in Difficult Women

August

“‘Because my wish will be that you’ll always be there.’”

Margaret Sutton, from The Haunted Fountain

“For all those who follow their hearts, foolishly, and to the end.”

Carolly Erickson, from The Unfaithful Queen

September

“A deep, resounding breath, before a painful silence.”

Chinelo Okparanta, from “Designs” in Happiness, Like Water

“It is bittersweet that something is better than nothing, even if the something we have is hardly anything at all.”

Roxane Gay, from “The Morality of Tyler Perry” in Bad Feminist

October

“I think, that if I touched the earth, It would crumble; It is so sad and beautiful, So tremulously like a dream.”

Dylan Thomas, from “Clown In The Moon”

“‘Someday,’ she whispered.”

Lynne Ewing, from The Secret Scroll

November

“Soon as she was gone from me, A traveler came by, Silently, invisibly He took her with a sigh.”

William Blake, from “Love’s Secret”

“We have to be more interested in making things better than just being right, or interesting, or funny.”

Roxane Gay, from “How We All Lose” in Bad Feminist

December

“Fill yourself with words, choruses, and heroes, like you’re supposed to fill your wardrobe with shoes, brooches, and belts.”

Caitlin Moran, from “What Really Gives Me Confidence” in Moranifesto

“I would have pulled away then, if I could; but small, firm fingers pulled me forward, unrelentingly, into the dark.”

Neil Gaiman, from “Click-Clack the Rattlebag”

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Bake’n Bits

A little Cop!Jack/Baker!Bitty Check Please AU!

Also on AO3

“Wow Bits, I’m shocked and astounded to find you here, mooning over hot cop. Again.” Lardo slapped a covered takeout mug of cappuccino and a white paper sack on the counter. “You’re welcome.”

Bitty frowned at the bag. “What’s this?”

Lardo pushed him toward the door. “A date.”

Bitty skirted the corner of the counter and shook his head. “Oh no. Oh no no no.”

“Eric Richard Bittle.” Lardo’s face was rapidly turning an alarming shade of pink. She thrust a finger toward the road. “You rearranged your baking schedule, and changed the start times of your lunch special, all to make sure that every single day you are standing right here—” She slapped the counter with her palm.  “When Mr. Universe climbs his tight ass out of that black and white to take a beat walk around the block.”

“I don’t rearrange my baking schedule,” Bitty mumbled, scuffing the floor with one toe.

“Yes you do!” Lardo shouted.

Bitty’s eyes widened; he had never heard Lardo raise her voice outside of a hockey game. Best friends since college, he had been more than grateful for her support (and cheap labor) when he decided to open Bake’n Bits (half bakery, half whatever he felt like cooking for lunch that day) after graduation. It had been a risk—his savings was meager and Providence didn’t have the familiarity of either home (Georgia) or Samwell University, their alma mater. But it did have the most perfect downtown location: a recently vacated coffee shop with a bonus apartment upstairs. The shop was settled between a quirky used book store with a mustachioed proprietor, and a busy hair and nail salon, and it had honestly been love at first sight. Bitty had stood on the cobbled stone sidewalk, directly under the painted swinging sign, and imagined all the beautiful pastries and pies he could arrange in the display window.  

It had taken two small loans (one from his parents and one from his Moomaw), and a huge leap of faith, but in just six months, Bake’n Bits was already in the black. It helped that Lardo had followed Bitty to Providence, willing to work for less than she was worth—let’s be honest—in exchange for a couch to sleep on and plenty of time to curate her portfolio. That decision, too, had been ultimately auspicious, because the art of Larissa ‘Lardo’ Duan would soon be featured in its very first show.

They were living the dream.

Except for the part where Bitty had no social life, he had to soak his feet every night like an 80 year old man, and the last time he had sex (with another person), he was wearing a college logo tank top unironically.

He grabbed the coffee cup and the sack and turned to face the street. He inhaled through his nose and then straightened his shoulders and marched to the door.

“Calm down, you’re not headed off to war,” Lardo snickered, as he threw himself into the sunlight.

Bitty held up a middle finger over his shoulder, blinking against the brightness of the late summer afternoon. As if on queue, Hot Cop was just passing the salon, and would be on him (ha, in his dreams) in five, four, three, two—

“Hi.” Bitty thrust his armful of baked goods and caffeine toward the tall—very tall, holy Jesus—stranger.  

The officer blinked, his blue eyes clear and ultra bright in his handsome face. Zimmermann, his nametag read. When he remained frozen there, staring down at him, Bitty blanched and tried again. Mostly because Lardo was probably recording the entire exchange on her phone for blackmail purposes. “I, um,” he jerked his head toward the bakery door. “I see you, every day, and I thought…” He shrugged, trailing off on a defeated sigh. Who am I fooling? “Fresh baked. On the house.” He shoved the bag and the cup in Officer Zimmermann’s wide, toned—uniformed—chest and fled.

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He had been in the walk-in cooler for five solid minutes when Lardo opened the door and leaned against the jamb.

“So. You coming out any time soon?”

“No.” Bitty scowled at the clipboard in his hand. “I’m taking inventory.”

“I see that.” Lardo picked at a splotch of paint on her index finger. “So is it important? This inventory?”

“Yes.” Bitty had just aligned every box on the shelf in front of him and he ran his finger across their symmetrical faces with a happy sigh.

“More important than a smoking hot police officer who might, at this very moment, be sitting at our counter, about to bust out of his very tight poly blend snap front, asking about bear claws?”

“What!?” Bitty almost dropped the clipboard.

Lardo shrugged. “Because I can tell him to leave. We don’t need the cops to start freeloading, hanging around, drinking our coffee, expecting food for—mmph.”

Bitty squished her cheeks between his hands. “I will run all of your paintbrushes through the garbage disposal Larissa, if you are even one half ounce shitting me.”

Lardo squirmed out of his grasp. “You touch my brushes, Richard, you die.” She sniffed. “He’s there. Needs a refill.” She very pointedly walked to the door that led to their apartment. “I’m going on a very long break.”

Bitty threw the clipboard on a shelf in the cooler and slammed the door. “Breathe,” he whispered, slapping his cheeks a few times for good measure. “You can do this, Bittle. He’s just a man.” He faltered halfway across the floor. “A blazing hot, beautiful man. With man parts. And shoulders. And ass. Mother of God.” He covered his eyes for a beat before checking his hair in the polished steel bowl of his stand mixer and striding out to meet his customer.

Officer Zimmerman was no longer sitting at the counter, his pretty, pretty figure filling the far left corner between a café table and a booth. He was reading a framed newspaper story about the Samwell Men’s Hockey team, and their bid for a national championship, Bitty’s blurry face in the accompanying photo clearly recognizable.

Bitty cleared his throat. “Seems like a long time ago.” He smiled at the officer’s startled glance.

“You played?”

Bitty hid his smile at the surprised tone; story of his life. “Yeah. Four years.” He nodded at the photo. “We only made it to the finals once, but man what a memory.”

“I’ll bet.” Officer Zimmermann shifted his weight and clasped his hands in front of him, endearingly awkward. Bitty might as well have been a puddle at his feet.

“So, bear claws, huh?” Bitty grabbed the nearest coffee pot and filled a fresh mug, sliding it into place beside the cardboard travel cup at the counter. He winked and slipped on a pair of clear gloves. “I’m fresh out of those today, but I think I have something you might like.” He reached into the baked goods case and chose an apple fritter, it’s buttery, flaky crust the picture of perfection. He plated it on a white saucer and presented it with a flourish. “Hope you like apple.”

Officer Zimmermann slid onto a stool with the tiniest hint of a smile. “I do.”

Bitty tried not to clutch his chest when he took the first bite, the tip of his tongue flicking out to catch a stray crumb. (Bitty would so do that for him, if he just asked.) He grinned at the enthusiastic moan, glad the counter was between them so he could surreptitiously rearrange himself in his shorts. He was having a dry spell, okay? Handsome men moaning, with tongue, were Just. Not. Fair. “Good?”

Officer Zimmermann held up one finger while he took another bite, his second groan even more suggestive than the first. “This is amazing.”

When he thoroughly licked his fingers, Bitty nearly came on the spot. He fanned himself and spoke before he thought. “My goodness, Officer Zimmermann. You do know how to eat a fritter.”

There was a beat of silence, and then the officer snorted, a bright pink flush traveling across his cheeks and down the open vee of his shirt. “Well, it’s good. Damn near—” Those blue eyes were twinkling mischievously when they met Bitty’s. “Orgasmic.”

Bitty was going to marry this man. He thrust one hand over the counter. “Eric Bittle. Orgasmic baker.” He bit his lip. “And part-time short order cook.”

Officer Zimmermann took his hand and held it, his palm warm and slightly damp. “Jack Zimmermann.” His slow onceover down Bitty’s aproned form was borderline illegal. “Providence police officer and…” He grinned and Bitty nearly passed out. “Passionate eater.”

“I’ll say,” Bitty muttered. The tips of his fucking ears were burning. He tugged his hand free, wiping it on his apron as he turned. “You eat things that aren’t dessert, Officer Zimmermann?” He busied himself pouring his own cup of coffee. The shop was empty. He could take a break.

“Jack.” He was all but pouting when Bitty turned around, and he had to slap a palm on the countertop to circumnavigate a swoon.

“Jack.” Bitty rolled the word around his tongue; it felt good. Right. “Jack, I’m going to cook dinner for you tonight.” He leaned over the counter on his elbows, idly stirring a three packets of sugar into his coffee cup. “What’s your pleasure?”

Jack’s warm gaze never left his face. “Surprise me.”

Naked sushi might be too much for a first date, Bitty thought a little desperately. “I hope you like Japanese,” he said with a smile.

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