#them being so in love and just so. so. mmmmmmmmmmm

[teddybeartoji]

hi mickey! i kinda can’t stop thinking about your snow leopard!gojo and i have a question… do you know how when female cats go into heat they get so clingy and like… slutty? with their ass up and meowing really loud non stop just very needy… what about subby gojo? or do you think he leans more on the dominant side?

HIIII VAL!!!!!! LITERALLY RUSHED TO ANSWER THIS BC 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 i think he definitely leans towards being a sub!!! he wants you to take care of him, he want you to baby him. he's like a fucking pillow princess lmao. i don't really see him going too feral in a dominant way. feral in a slutty way is a big yes though. he's sooooo fucking needy holy fucking shit.

ok but the heats.... i think for men it's called a rut..... i think.... BUT I'M ALSO NEW IN THE HYBRID WORLD LMAO SO I'M NOT SURE. anyway.... he's losing his mind whenever he goes into a rut. he's humping your bed, your pillows, he's stealing your underwear, he's sniffing them, he's licking them - he turns into a real perv. he just can't help it. you smell so fucking good. oh, and he most certainly likes to nose at your crotch..... like he's sitting at your feet and just burying his face into you. oke and he might... hump your leg, too. he's just sooo sensitivee:(((( and he needs your help:(((((( to take care of his problem:(((( he's gonna make you do it. he's a little manipulator:(((

he gives you his best little puss in boots eyes as he guides your hand to his rock hard cock and it's so hard to say no to him bc his nose is so pink and his lips are so pouty and his fuzzy ears are tilted downward and his tail is thumping against the floor and yeah he knows you're going to make him feel good because you love him right?

iiiiii think he's also very likely to just grind on you overall. whenever he sits on your lap, he's mewling and whining into your neck while his tail wraps around your leg, tickling your skin. mmmmmmmmmmm i'm going insane actually.

i think he also makes messes just so you'd have to punish him. he literally can't be without your attention, no matter what kind it is.

okay fuck wait but back to the ruts sorry i blacked out for a sec there. the whole point is breeding you. like he needs to cum inside you. he needs to. he likes to trap you below him and he likes to fuck you in the prone bone position🥴🥴🥴he loves it sm bc he can nip at your skin - at your cheeks, at your ears, at your neck. and he can keep you there. when he gets into it... he doesn't stop. and he obviously can go for so many fucking rounds. so he loves it when you're crying from overstim below him, bucking your hips into him subconciously.

but don't think he's playing like a dom daddy!!! oh no! he's still in your ears begging and whining. the word 'please' is spilling from his lips like a waterfall. it just feels so fucking good, you feel so good. he's also slurring out the good old "i'll be good, i'll be so good for you." and "one more. please, just one more." and "can i cum? please, can i cum?". he's so perfect i want to cry aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

aaaaand after all that he just likes to lay on top of you bc ofc he does. his tail trails over your sweaty limbs in a comforting manner as he listens to your pounding heart<3333333

[beanghostprincess]

Usopp: They're probably talking about me. I bet Sanji's telling him about that time I poked him in the eye when trying to kiss him. Ohh God what if my dad is showing him embarrassing baby pictures.

Yasopp: what if I'm too clingy? I want to spend time with him and be next to him all the time, but I don't want to come off as annoying. I'm just scared of being alone.... but also scared of intimacy at the same time.

Sanji: that's normal. Like you want to leave them before they leave you. Before they hurt you, I get that. You can only get burned by people so much you just expect it every time. Deep down you know that they would never hurt you but ........hehehe and it's so funny because you're so scared to love and be loved but you fall in love

Yasopp: fall in love so easily yeah....... Usopp is staring at us. (Waving) Hi usopp :)

Usopp: |_•) °°°{they're talking about me}

They are having the deepest of conversations about how they do not know if they're worthy of Usopp's love and they're extremely concerned he will end up getting tired of them-- Sanji telling him about WCI and opening up and Usopp telling Sanji all of his regrets and that he is so so glad Usopp is not resentful. And they're growing closer but Usopp genuinely thinks they are talking embarrassing things about him.

And then they just-- Spend hours talking only about Usopp and how much they love him and I can imagine both of them smoking and drinking together during the party and,,, When they are done and everyone needs to go to sleep asap (Usopp was too worried to drink tho) Usopp carries a very very drunk Sanji to the Sunny and Usopp asks him "What- Uh- Had fun with my dad?" (<- His ass is extremely anxious).

Sanji just hugs him tight and keeps saying nonsense and stumbling between his words like "Mmmmm he was alright. He is- He is very sad. Did you know your father is very very sad Usopp? He loves you- He loves you a looot. I thought he was a shitty guy but your dad is cool. Also, I love you and your stupid face. You are- You are very stupid. Hey, did you know you are the love of my life mmmmmmmmmmm This is comfy. Your dad has. A shitty family. Did you know that? You didn't. He is. He is just like me. Mm. Because we love you. A lot. You- Gorgeous idiot. I like it in your arms. I want- I want to cook-"

"No, you need to sleep" (<- Trying hard to hold back his laughter and incredibly obvious blush)

"Noooo,,,, But I want- I wanted to cook,,, Let's make. A soufflé."

"You want to make a soufflé now?"

"Your dad said he didn't like-- Sweet stuff, But we like you and- And you are very very very sweet, dear,, So I'm making him a soufflé-"

And this just keeps going until Sanji inevitably falls asleep and Usopp can't sleep because he just processed everything Sanji has said and he really does need to have a conversation with his dad-- But at least they get along, so that's something.

[thecoolsquirrel]

Who is YOUR fav Twst character?

great question KANJDA MMMMMMMMMMM

I literally love so many of them and their personalities/interactions with yuu 🥺🥺 all the first years have a special spot in my brain but I would say... Vil,Ace, and Sebek are top 3 Ruggie rotates a lot BUT HES PRECIOUS AS WELL being an Ace lover was not part of my 2024 bingo card but here we are,Vils character 'development' and his part in Ignihydes chapter was *chefs kiss*

AND I KINDA ALWAYS LIKED SEBEK KASDJKSAD i like how hard working he is and just chapter 7 AAAAAAAA-

[cxncrie]

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I knew you menaces were gonna zoom in on me. 

Starting with @leftrib/@perditicn ;; My bestie, I would literally die for them you do NOT understand. I cannot stress enough how much this mf has been an impact on me and I cannot put into words how much I appreciate them. Before I properly got to talking to them, I was really discouraged about the idea of talking about plots and just discussing things in general out of fear of being shot down. However this little shit constantly encouraged me to share thoughts no matter how stupid or annoying I thought they were. They're a general joy to talk to, and god knows I shove a million plots at them. They may be a slow writer too but their stuff is always worth reading if you haven't gotten to write with them yet. 

@shadowzgather/@bxrningembers ;; Another REALLY close friend of mine, and I swear we've only come closer over time. I met them back when I joined the ducktales/dwd fandom and I haven't regretted it for a second. Just like Hound, they've been a very big encouragement on getting me to share my thoughts and ideas even with how silly they are sometimes. That's why my Main verse for Nimue is the way it is actually lmao. 10/10, genuinely a joy to talk to as well and would 100% recommend them.

@fatass-adam & @dreamerlucifer ;; These two are a package deal, if I'm gonna say a nice thing about one, i'm gonna say a nice thing about the other two. Both of them are absolute GIFTS and I've only known them for a little bit. Like maybe two or three weeks ?? but I would literally kill for them so y'know. I do not regret for a single second meeting them and I probably never will honestly, Jimmy's a riot and Lucifer is just an absolute sweetheart. 

@hellshoard ;; MOTHERFUCKIN' KENZI, I LOVE YOU BITCH { platonically }. I was actually kind of intimidated by them back when they followed my original multimuse before I moved to my HH one over here. So glad I FINALLY gripped them in DMs because it's been a spiral of chaos with their muses and I love it honestly. Wish I approached sooner because { chefs kiss } absolute gem to rp w/ and talk to oocly. Would kick ass for them too.

@holoharbinger/@etcrnalust/@creationtainted ;; SAI !! If you haven't checked them out I would 100% recommend checking them out because their writing and thoughts are just mmmmmmMMMMM GOOD SHIT. Bless their heart for being as patient with me as they are when I come in and drop 10 paragraphs of thoughts on them KJDFSHSDFH. I just !!! Absolute sweetheart !! amazing writer !!! { AGGRESSIVELY SHOVES POSITIVITY AT THEM BECAUSE THEY'RE COOL }

[undead-merman]

Hmmm… my brain woke up and went "yandere driders". In real life I will scream and run away from any insect or arachnid, but I see that big spider man and my brain short circuits. Actually, the idea of a drider still kidnapping a darling who is afraid of spiders… He works so hard to try and prove that he wants to take care of them by offering them his best kills (already tied up and liquidized because he is trying to spoil them) and trying to mimic more human forms of affection to try and put their darling at ease (like hugging and things). Of course, darling needs to be tied up because they tried to run. He was careful though. He made sure his silk was super soft for them and made sure it wouldn't hurt them. 

Eventually though? Darling will come around. That tends to happen when they only get to talk to one person. Any hope of someone finding them died a while ago (potential along with the person – oops) and, like, their Drider is so nice. What's the harm in liking him, even just a bit?

Happy Drider even eventually doing cute (and likely terrifying) mating rituals once Darling finally loves them back? I just mmmmmmmmmmm ~🌹

Fucking brilliant idea, in love with it. I'm kind of the same way. I don't mind them so long as they aren't touching me. They can be around, just don't crawl on me because my natural instinct is to swat them. Editor loves spiders, just as obsessed with them as they are with mushrooms.

But can I offer a bit of a himbo attitude? He's massive and absolutely stacked with muscles. You're camping with your friends and he sees you and it's just hearts around his head. He silently looks into your tent and sees you in your sleeping bag. Do you like being wrapped up? He can do that! It's like you're begging for it.

He waits for a few days, and he even sends one of his small friends to see you. He loves bragging about you to the other spiders in the forest. But when you scream and bolt, he's heartbroken. You don't like spiders? No, it's okay, he'll show you how wonderful they are! That night, just as you were going to leave the next morning, he wraps you up while you were sleeping and hugs you close as he carries you back to his lovenest.

Just as he goes to put you down, your phone falls and he notices it. Humans use it for things, right? They have it on them a lot. He'll keep it safe and sound. When you wake up, he smiles at you and says some kind of overly sappy good morning. Like, "Good morning, sunshine. The spiders say hello!" But you're screaming in hysteria. He starts panicking. He was trying to offer you his morning hunt. But you just get more riled up. He's sorry, he's sorry! What else do you need? What's making you so upset?

He's patient, though. He'll wait for you to calm down. Though he may or may not be moping that his darling isn't as happy to see him as he is with you. He starts figuring out your phone and is able to look up ways to 'seduce' you. though the pop-ups are annoying. He doesn't realize it's your friends trying to call and text you frantically. How can humans not get overwhelmed by it? Eventually, the battery dies, but he has enough knowledge from seeing other campers as well as your phone's secrets to help him out.

He sees how afraid you are of the little ones. So he asks them to politely keep their distance. He's sad too, but he wants you to be comfortable. He slowly starts hugging you and realizes it's to his liking. Even when you freeze up. He loves your warmth and how incredibly soft your skin is. Are all humans so soft and smell so nice, or is it just you? He likes to touch you, put his hand on your back and lean into you while you sit and wrap your legs around him. Or even just softly playing with your hair. It has a fun texture, much different than his. It's like exposure therapy, nice and slow. It's hard to not lean into those wonderfully gentle touches now. He can't be so bad if he tries this hard to make you comfortable.

[jonathanolsensstuff]

Hello beautiful💯self bondage and gagged me mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm💯mmmmmmmmmmmHello beautiful💯self bondage and gagged me mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm💯mmmmmmmmmmm I've been doing self bondage 2/27 years now I don't know what I'm talkin about mmmmmmmmmmm what do you say to the queen of self bondage. how can I call you look at my picture does it seem I'm just a little bit bound and gagged and helpless right now cuz it doesn't look like in my picture doesn't it look like I'm all tied up with a gag over my mouth🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐Turn forever least 20 weeks self bondage and gagged mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐🤐💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💘💘💘💘What do you think do you think I deserve a blindfold mmmmmmmm have you ever heard of being married be bondage and gagged have you ever had a marriage like this read this message I I this teaches you how to read how to do it like me if you want to read this messageI think you should hMy daughters I'm with my daughters are going to be there for the Thanksgiving day party we're going to be doing bondage we're going to be selling each other a gay collections are gay collection gaggedAnd on top of that sweetheart guess what I had one of my favorite customers coming last night they asked me why don't you talking to me like normal and I told them I actually pulled down my mask and showed one of my favorite customers me wearing a ball gag last night she was so surprised she was so turned on she said where did you get your ball gag atAnd on top of that sweetheart I got to get ready for Thanksgiving I got friends coming from out of town and oh my word the friends that I got coming from out of town for this Thanksgiving they're really big bondage bands and they want me to host abundance Thanksgiving Day party and you're invited sweetheartHey sweetheart what do you think of my sexy ball gag in our love picture you should send me one of you wearing a ball game in your mouth I've been wearing this ball game in my mouth sweetheart since I got home from work last night was between 1:00 in the morning and five in the morning when I got home from work I've been wearing this I've been wearing this ball gagged ever sinceHow many hours have I been doing this bogue sweetheart since I talked to you last night before I went to work I was wearing this ball gag in my mouth ever since I went to work last night and went home between 4:30 5:00 in the morning I've been wearing this ball gag underneath my mask all night long most of the morning already so yeah sweetheart I think I deserve to be tied up today we're in the ball gag all night longHey sweetheart what do you think of my sexy ball gag in our love picture you should send me one of you wearing a ball game in your mouth I've been wearing this ball game in my mouth sweetheart since I got home from work last night was between 1:00 in the morning and five in the morning when I got home from work I've been wearing this I've been wearing this ball gagged ever sinceMmmmmmmmmm

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............mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....................mmmmmmmmHey sweetheart tell me this do I have right to be pissed off at my daughter's school because every day when they have to go to school underneath their masks they have to wear ball gags can you just imagine how pissed off I am making sure my daughter's wear that every time they go to school And what do you think my daughters have underneath their masks they're wearing ball gags when they go to school because the school says my daughter's talk too much and they need ball games in their mouth sweetheart underneath their masks do you know how horny makes my daughtersPlease my daughter had to wake up early in the morning get dressed for school and if they're even funnier part about it this school demands that they were a ball gag how f***** up is that sweetheartAnd what do you think my daughters have underneath their masks they're wearing ball gags when they go to school because the school says my daughter's talk too much and they need ball games in their mouth sweetheart underneath their masks do you know how horny makes my daughtersHey sweetheart can you just imagine you in my beautiful teenage daughter can you imagine me and my beautiful cheerleadingIt's a spell I have on me until I'm 35 it's a spell I have on me that keeps me bound and gagged as a 27 year old teenage girlThen where's my blindfold mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmDo you love me all bound and gagged and helpless how impressed are you that I can tie myself up like thisit's a rainy day here if I send you a message with this one can you read it and I'm going to send you a picture with this mess message if you want to see itAt old 27 teen girl

[optimistpax]

6, 10, and 18 for the TF ask :)

6. Which tf character do you relate to the most?

Is it cheating to pick tfp Bumblebee? He has large expectations placed on him (from others and himself) and lots of the time feels like he needs to prove himself. Finds the limitations of his disability frustrating. Very relatable. Should probably chill out a little. Me too buddy.

10. Which tf character do you think you’d get along with really badly?

Hahahahaha so many of them. To pick one: Flamewar for sure. I love reading about her immensely, but pranks and constantly doing impulsive things that are either life threatening or could ruin carefully laid plans would DRIVE ME UP THE WALL. (Also. u know. She’d probably kill me and try to colonize earth. little details.)

18. Which scene from a tf media is your favorite?

Aaaaa I have to pick JUST one??? mmmmMMMMMMM ok gotta say the whole Bumblebee getting shot and then stabbing Megatron in tfp was a ROLLERCOASTER and also ridiculously pretty. It gets to be my Favourite bc I got to watch it with @autothotsrollout and also was my part of my introduction to transformers <3

Close runners ups (in order) include Rewind’s goodbye in mtmte which def had me tearing up, old man Roddy punting Wheelie into space, “all the good names are taken”, John Cena they’re called Decepticons moment, Ironfist’s last message in Bullets, Maccadam briefly being terrifying in Cyberverse, Wheeljack being a supportive mentor montage, Optimus coming back in prime wars because we CALLED IT, and Prowl murder investigation times in Exiles bc it’s too funny to not include

[phantom-does-a-thing]

phantom can you pls tell me about dissection. its not a thing here, and part of me is relieved but another part of me really wishes i could see some guts. pls tell how its like pls pls pls

Well, I don’t know how big of a thing it is here since I’ve only participated in two dissections in school lol. A lot of other people got to do like pig hearts or other organs like that but I don’t know what schools they went to or what science track they took bc admittedly I had biology during distance learning and took chem last year. I just happened to take anatomy this year bc I did NOT want to take physics but I really like this class.

I’ve never talked about the dissection we just did in detail bc it feels idk weird to talk about on tumblr bc of what we dissected it grosses a lot of people out so uh idk

Tw for animal death and talking about like dead stuff ig

We dissected cats which was super shocking to everyone tbh but I was super excited bc I like dissecting things. Dude I get so cocky about loving gore and stuff and being okay with dead stuff or whatever.

The first day of dissection my teacher was trying to demonstrate something and needed a volunteer and because I’m cocky n everything I volunteered and she had me hold the (wrapped in a plastic bag) cat, and these cats are skinned already to save us some time bc otherwise we would’ve had to skin them. So they didn’t have skin. I’ve never seen dead animals like this. Especially not a dead cat. She had me hold it. Lua I almost passed out I had to lean against the counter (I didn’t pay attention to what she was saying). It’s a little funny but ooohhhh that was a feeling.

Since it’s for like anatomy class we obviously had to do like anatomy stuff n like these cats were skinned which is. Very weird. And also preserved so like smells like chemicals. One dude in my group literally did not touch the cat once while I was the one consistently manhandling it LOL I would pick it up and move it around when putting it away n stuff. It was kinda heavy too. Like that was a workout.

The reason we did cats was bc the muscles r most similar to human muscles and my high school anatomy teacher unfortunately cannot get human cadavers lol.

It was really fun tho I really really enjoyed it except for being tested on it, that kinda sucked. It was also not necessarily a competition but me n the other girl in my group were both so into it so it was a constant back and forth of taking turns cutting stuff that we had to cut. Cutting off the fascia from the muscles was genuinely kinda fun except when we don’t know what to cut </3

But opening it up was genuinely the most fun part bc mmmmmmmmmmm organs. It was so. Full. And the abdominal cavity just opened right up and I was so surprised that nothing was really like attached to the wall or anything, I expected it to be similar to the fascia on the muscles but it just opened it up and oh, organs. It was super cool. The small intestines felt so mmmmmmm.

They felt good to run your fingers through and they fell together against each other easily where they were supposed to be. Everything fit together. We also had to break the ribs open to get the thoracic cavity open (mmmmmmm bones) but we just cut through the sternum which was a jarring feeling bc that doesn’t seem like you should be able to cut it open like that!!! But ooouuughhhh yea it changed me.

I have pictures but I’m not gonna post them for obvious reasons </3

It was such an interesting experience I loved it so much getting to see inside. Our superior vena cava got blown out when they were preserving the cat so we didn’t have that in ours LOL. They injected dye into the veins and arteries so we could tell the difference. There’s something so… visceral about scraping at the internal dorsal wall of a cat, the intestines pushed out the way and your gloves covered in loose tissue and digging for the veins/arteries to separate them. I wonder if I have a pic of the veins bc I got them SO clean and well defined it. Ough. Thinking of the veins.

I’ve only other dissected a worm so I’ve not done it often but the cat dissection we did was so much fun. I cut open the trachea at the end and that was. An experience. I have a very distinct imagined feeling of what it would feel like to sink your teeth into a trachea just from that experience. Sawing it open sounded similar to running your nail down the teeth of a comb. It was weird. And just a hollow tube.

:) it was fun :) I wish I could do it again

[demizorua]

1,3,11,15,21,23,31,37,43,53,74,76

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TYSM!!!!!! :D!!!!!

1. Favorite Type

POISON!!!! i LOVE poison types!!!! they're so fun to use, and so many of their designs are so COOL, and i love how many resistances they have!!!! adding the poison type always makes a pokemon more fun to use, imo!!! i've loved them even before they got on offensive use with fairy types!!!! them being defensive is enough for me :D plus a lot of my favorites happen to be poison types, like trubbish, zubat, and drapion!!

3. Favorite Dual Type

oooooo this is HARD!! hm... pre-gen 6 dark/ghost is fun... i really enjoy poison/dark with their one weakness to ground, and ground/steel is also super fun, like excadrill!

but i think my overall favorite has gotta be poison/ground, like clodsire and the nidos!! the resistances of poison types (my favorite defensive type and fave type overall), and the offensive power of ground types (my favorite offensive type and second favorite type overall)!! and i mean. how can i ever say no to STAB earthquake.

11. Favorite Trial (Sun & Moon)

hrmmm. it's been a while since i've played gen 7... i think my favorite is the ghost trial!! it's a creative concept, with the photos, even if it's along the same vein of "get Things and battle pokemon and then Final Battle" that every trial and many gyms follow, and i mean. i love the mimikyu room. it's a nice touch!!

15. Favorite Shiny Pokémon

OH JEEZ... minior. i love shiny minior so much, even if it's kinda hard to see it when you have one.

honorable mentions to shiny suicune, shiny wooloo, and shiny hisuian zorua/zoroark, which is Significant because i don't really like shiny unovan zorua/zoroark very much.

21. Favorite Legendary/Mythical Pokémon

uhhHHHHHH....... suicune!!! it's so nice looking, i love when it appears in the anime (barring... anything that happened in journeys i can't speak for that) and it's so nice!! shiny suicune specifically.

honorable mention to landorus therian. i like how its paws have those flattened claws on them, like for digging! because it tills the land! and also... landorus therian. vgc moments.

23. Favorite Music Track From A Pokémon Game

VILLAGE BRIDGE. ABSOLUTELY VILLAGE BRIDGE. when i first found village bridge i adored its music, and then i found the musicians !!!!!! aaaa!!!!!!!!!! and i love that it has lyrics. people often cite roxie as the first in-game pokemon soundtrack to have words/lyrics, but she's not!! village bridge is!!!! i adore this song it is so near and dear to my heart

everyone please listen to the village bridge with buildup. oughhghh.

31. Favorite Fire Type

mmmm..... volcarona. love that bug :D the design is really nice, and it's so fun to use!! bulk AND power, and quiver dance?? HELL yeah!!!

honorable mentions to. fletchinder. and ash's litten specifically because. i am going 2 cry <3

37. Favorite Flying Type

DODRIO. nobody EVER talks about dodrio and it makes me so sad!!! i love that guy!!!!!! they're so cool and you can ride them around and i just !!!!!! dodrio!!!!!!!!!!

honorable mentions to tropius, staraptor, minior and gliscor!!

43. Favorite Electric Type

mmmmmmmmmmm......... i think galvantula wins this? it's either galvantula or luxray. i love them both sooooo much, and it's interesting bc i don't really have any other close runner ups besides them! zeraora as a third place, maybe?

53. Favorite Dragon Type

HYDREIGON!!!!! ohhhh hydreigon my best friend. i love them so much, they're so fun to use and busted, but it feels like a REWARD when you can use one, and the way they're used for subtle storytelling in the gen 5 games makes me CRAZY god i love gen 5 and i love this big ol dragon.

honorable mention to applin, if only because i love the joke and refuse to let people mock them. it's a wyrm in an apple!!! that's a good joke!!!!! also goodra i really like goodra.

74. Favorite Alolan Version of a First Gen Pokémon

ooo..... alolan muk. i love that it's an oil spill but like one of the colorful ones, and i think the like. crystallized poison? that's so cool!!!

plus.... i mean.... poison/dark type <3

76. A Pokémon You Feel is Underrated

i've got multiple

zubat (it's a really good pokemon to use once it gets wing attack, or right away with recent gen leech life, and we shouldn't blame them for being in caves. they live there. they're bats!!!)

natu (they're so cute!!!! i love the little guy c'mon. little friend <3)

sudowoodo (I LOVE THEM!!!!! plus i mean. their japanese name my adored. wish that joke didn't get lost. watch M21, sudowoodp my beloved)

and ivysaur! everyone loves bulbasaur, and venusaur gets a decent amount of attention, but ivysaur is my favorite in the line and i'd love to see more of them!!!

thank u so much for asking!!!! :D!!!!!

[feralmoonlight]

Oh I am in love with that. Moonman doesn't WANT to be so helpful but he's GOTTA be and he doesn't even get to play around first... And I know you mentioned the Reader is pretty messed up due to the storm and is pretty delirious... but would it be too spoilery to ask how they react when they can more consciously recognize Moon as helping them? Do they keep being a little intimidated but still trusting because, grumpy or not, he's saved them? Or would they be more "oh god" with more clarity? 🌻

MMMM MMMMMMMMMMM This one... I think... They don't realize the kind of danger it means to be around moon? They don't have any investment in the pizzaplex pre-storm. It was literally just the beacon in the distance that stood above the start of flood waters where they could get to high ground and maybe get inside? As far as they know, the animatronoics are just animatronics. The vague toss around about 'advanced AI' and all that was in one ear and out another over the history of the plex, so at first they definitely think he's just operating on some kind of autopilot. (ALSO that fazbear is going to bleed them dry for medical treatment if their big injury doesn't get to it first) Their priorities are not on making friends with their savior once they realize he isn't human. Which will probably take them a few fades in and out to make that click. Once Moon actually starts to patch them up though, uh... They're gonna be VERY awake, cause it is not going to be the kind of thing you can just sleep through. Which is also when they'll probably make the click of 'oh fuck this thing is creepy as shit'. And I am dying to use the retort 'Have you seen yourself lately?' just to give him something to amuse himself too. Once he's done with that bit though, that's honestly pretty close to the end of the main chunk? After that exhaustion hits, and Reader is almost out for the count aside from basic 'here drink this' and 'here get comfy', some other stuff, and then the next morning when the power kicks back on, Sun is losing his shit because WHERE DID THIS INJURED HUMAN COME FROM AND WHY ARE THEY <redacted spoiler> I need to call 911- oh... oh they're here. They're HERE? WHO CALLED??? cause a full block out between sun and moon can be fun haha I AM debating a follow up, where reader struggles to get to see Moon to give a proper thank you (Sun being full Lights Stay ON mode) so uh... Deciding how them ACTUALLY breaking in would go XD

[beppuccino]

Tell us about your blorbos!

IM TELLING YOU ABOUT MY BLORBOS!!! This is the one I've been thinking the most on recently her name is Piyomi. She literally came to me in a dream one night and I just holds her close So the little world she's from (i haven't written anything its mostly just me thinking on it) is full of these borb like guys who just have wings, some have multiple and some have only one but none of them are in the right place, only the royal:tm: borbs have them in the right place Piyomi (and her sister) were actually born without wings, their father being a rich guy was approached by a scientist who was like "yknow I could give them wings" and he was like yeah sure why the hell not Piyomi wanted to protect her sister from that but couldn't (Context of this sketch i made at like 2 am eskjgnksgn) So yes she did end up getting wings from the study, she barely remembers who did it but it happened and then she became a guard and gorl is stronk but she's now on the run for treason because she met this guy who was like robin hood and they were like huh,,,, let's get the fuck outta here together and they did until they crashed on another planet Another running thing in their species is that they each have a lil flaw that they have to basically get over in order for it to vanish, some are big and some are minor.................. Piyomi's eyebrows are stuck so she looks like she's angry, she's quite literally a cat which is fitting because the main thing she also uses her magic for is shapeshifting,,,,,,, (into a cat)

She's also very very very mmmmmmmmmmm so she's very in love with this other blorbo whom i also love dearly named Valkyre, she is also one of them but they meet her on the planet they end up crashing on and girl had no idea there were even more of them but Piyomi is very much in love with her and Valkyre knows this and loves her too. And now here are some doodles of the blorbo (first one was actually when i first thought of her)

[iamdarkness]

Iris

Alfonse x oc Summoner, Lif x oc Summoner

Chapter 4

Dreams

Chapter summary: The dreams continue and Henriette is made aware of a new threat. The house is being rebuilt while the funerals are being planned.

Oly woke to sun on her face. Momentarily she had no recollection of the prior days and wondered why Nanny Bertha had opened the drapes. She wondered if she had lessons then and instantly groaned. She did not want to open yer eyes.

Oly felt the warmth of a body next to her. It felt soft and inviting. She loved sleeping with her mother. She felt like a small kitten next to her mother cat. Her father always felt firm and strong and although both her parents felt very different, she always felt very safe and loved.

She finally opened one eye, when she noticed there was someone else with them on the bed, but it was not big enough to be her father. For a second she thought the letters her parents had sent to the stork had been sent and that the stork had actually brought them a sister. Then when her eyes adjusted, she was met with green eyes starting back at her as well. They were as confused as Oly’s eyes were.

-Sharena? Are you my sister now?

-What?- Asked Sharena even more confused now.

-My sister…the stork sent you to be my sister?

-I…it was the fairies…I think…

-What are you two talking about?- Asked Alfonse getting up from Sharena’s other side. He looked confused as well and was looking around the room.- This is Mother’s chamber…Oh…I remember…

-What did you remember brother? The bad dream?

-I remember.-Chimed in Oly.

-Yes…the bad dream.- Said Alfonse and turned around to hide his eyes that had watered with the memory of his cousin.

-Can we go see father after breakfast?- Asked Sharena.

-Mmmmmmmmmmm five more minutes….God I hate mornings…

The kids turned to Bel. The girls giggled and Alfonse had this face expression between amusement and confusion.

- Mami does not like getting up early…She’s nocturnal…like a vampire.- Giggled Oly. Sharena giggled again.

-I eat little kittens who go to sleep late!- Bel said trying to get any of them with her eyes closed feeling the bed with her hand.- Breakfast…

  The kids jumped out of bed. Sharena and Oly squealed with joy and Alfonse laughed out loud, which was strange because he felt like laughing but at the same time he wanted to cry.

  -What is a vampire?- Asked Sharena once they were sitting to eat breakfast.

  -Bel said it was a made up monster from folklore in her world. They drink the blood of the living and then turn them into vampires and turn themselves into bats….and they dress in black and sleep during the day…umm Oh and they can turn into smoke and animals depending on the civilization the tales come from.

  -Wow Alfonse ! You remember all of that? - Asked Sharena in awe.

  -I…I like folklore a lot. They seemed interesting. Is that why you like the color black on clothing?- He asked Bel. She laughed momentarily forgetting her sadness.

  -Yes I guess in a way, but I have always liked the color along with red and blue…I just don’t look as good in blue.

  -Mami you call Daddy vampire…but he does not sleep in the day time.

  -Yeah…He’s a morning person…he had to have some imperfection you know…but it is not because of when he sleeps.- The kids look confusedly at her, waiting for her answer. She was not going to tell the kids Alfonse was a biter in bed so she thought of telling them the rest of the reasons. -Your grandfather is a count honey. There is a book about a Count that is a vampire. I tease your father with that.

  -So my grandfather is a vampire?- Asks Oly horrified. The question comes just in time for Adrien to arrive.

  -I am what?- He asks sitting down at their small table. They were eating on the low table sitting on cushions.

  -No Oly. Father have you eaten breakfast? Do you need me to bring you something?

  -I have not daughter. I will take some of those pancakes and eggs with sausage.

After they ate breakfast Sharena voiced her wish to visit her father.

-Mami I want to see Papi too.

The time had come for them to tell Oly the truth. Bel thought about allowing Sharena to stay or wait until she was gone. Alfonse decided for her.

-Sister. I think we should wait a moment here with Oly. - He said as he sat by Oly’s side. Sharena looked puzzled, but sat next to him. This was Bel’s cue to start.

 -Oly I need you to listen to me. As you know, your Uncle Gustav was injured and he is in bed. Your own grandfather was injured as well but thankfully not as bad.- Oly nodded and took Alfonse’s hand in hers.- People get injured in wars and sometimes they get very injured and they die. You know that right?- Oly nodded.- Your father was very hurt baby. Much more than even uncle Gustav.- Oly’s lower lip trembled but said nothing.- I am afraid he …will not be coming back.

-Daddy is not coming back?…But…He told me he was coming back…He said …He promised… I gave him my lucky bracelet…Mami! I want my Daddy!- She cried and Bel hugged her tight.

-Cry Baby…Cry all you want… it is fine. I am here with you…We are all here for you. We love you.

-Yes we love you Oly.- Said Sharena and she was crying too. She was clinging to Alfonse’s arm.

-Yes Oly. We love you.- Said Alfonse and took her hand. Oly turned to them her lower lip still trembling. And she let go of Bel to be embraced by Sharena And a reluctant Alfonse.

-I…I want my Daddy…

-I know Oly…I can be like your father if you want to. I can…I can protect you…

-Yes Oly. Alfonse is very good at protecting people and…and I can be your sister too if you want to.

-Who is going to take tuck me in to sleep…

-Well my little darling. If you permit me. I can do it every time you need me to do so.- Said Adrien.

-You will grandfather?-

-Of course I will, little one. I love you. You are a piece of me.

-Daddy said …He said I was a piece of his soul and he would always be with me….is that true?

This took Adrien by surprise and Bel who was crying softly hid her face in her hands to not cry loud. It broke her heart to hear her say that and hear her cry. If it had only been her, she would have been able to bear the loss, but having a child, even though it was a blessing it was harder to see them crumble and suffer so.

  -Yes. Mi gatita…You are a piece of his soul and mine…and…we…he will always be watching over you…even if you do not see him; he will be there with you. OK?

  -OK…

  -But you also have your Grandfather and Sharena and Alfonse. Remember that they will be with you but you also have to be with them.

  -OK…-Oly said and tried whipping her tears with her sleeves. Bel took out the handkerchief Alfonse had lent her and used it to dry her tears.

  Bel knew Oly would not forget the loss of her father but the following hours were spent trying to get her to feel better. At the end it was Oly who suggested they go visit Gustav. Adrien had taken her little hand and Bel walked to her other side. They were walking behind Sharena and Alfonse. Bel had sent Deana to let them know they were coming and had given Oly something for the fever she had gotten with the strong emotions she was dealing with.

  They were turning the corner leading to the hallway to the rooms when Henriette and an unknown man turned the corner first.

  -Oh! There you are. This is Baron Gulbrandsen, Lord of the Southern lands of Embla. -Henriette said to them hastily and then to the lord.- My Lord, as you already know, this is Earl Andreas Lord of Nibelheilm and this is his daughter Lady Andreas.

  The introduction was so fast and so unexpected they were a little speechless for a moment.

  -A pleasure….- was all Bel was able to say before Henriette started talking again.

  -I apologize for the hasty introduction, but I am afraid we are in a bit of a bind. We were just informed that a large group of Emblan Soldiers come our way. They will arrive in three days time, but a small envoy has arrived already.

  -They come for me. I am afraid that by helping you fight on my own I have brought the wrath of the Empire down on me. My punishment surely will be death. My lands and title has already been taken I am sure, along with my remaining daughter Leticia. She will go to live with my relatives.

  -Henriette…I think we should talk in privet.- Said Adrien.

  -I can take the kids to see Gustav and stay with them.- Said Bel. Henriette looked like she wanted to say something but a quick look down at Oly made her change her mind.

  - Of course. I will appreciate it. We follow you Adrien, lead the way.

  - I rather also stay close, just in case we need Gustav’s point of view. Let us use the room next door.

  Once inside Sharena and Alfonse stood next to the door and waited to be called by Gustav. Bel could have rolled her eyes at such pomposity. Others may call it respect, but it felt wrong to her to treat your kids as if they were servants to be called when needed. She never said anything since it was not her house any way. She was a guest even if she was considered family.

  Gustav called both of his kids to get near almost right away. Sharena had been warned where the injuries were and how he looked. Meanwhile Bel sat across from the bed with Oly in her arms. She expected the visit not to be very emotive, so it was a surprise when Gustav tried to sit up and hug Sharena and Alfonse, but got hurt in the process. Oly gasped when she heard him groan and her eyes watered. The healer had gone out of the room and there was no one to help the man.

  -Come Oly. Let us help your uncle.

  Alfonse and Sharena were trying to help him get back in place but were also scared to touch him and cause him more pain.

  -Here let me help you. God! What did they feed you guys that makes you grow so darn tall and ,muscular!…And heavy!-Bel said smiling after she put some more pillows under the man.- I could have used some of it myself.

  -Thank you.- Said Gustav and proceeded to hug a very stiff Alfonse and a worried Sharena. Oly was watching them closely. Bel was about to suggest they let them have a moment when Gustav spoke next.- Little Oly. May I have a hug?

  Oly Looked up at Bel and she nodded at the girl.- Just be careful not to press right there where you can see bandages.

  -Yes Mami.- Oly said and approached the bed. Since this was a guest room, the bed was not as high as the main chambers, but Oly was still too small to climbed by herself so Bel had to sit her by his side the way Sharena had done.- Uncle Gustav…I love you.

  -I…I love you too…as much as…- Gustav closed his eyes, and so he did not see Alfonse and Sharena share a look, their eyes wet with tears once again. They had never seen their father this emotional in a long time.

  -Your beard is ticking me.- Oly said with a giggle. And scratched her cheek where the beard had been tickling her.

  -I do suppose it is very long now.- Said Gustav in an almost shy way.

  - It fits you well though. You should keep it. - Said Bel smiling at Gustav.- Oly come. Let us go find the healer and make sure he did not pull a stitch or something. You guys do not let him move again.- Gustav gave a gruff little laugh and Alfonse and Sharena stood there a little bewildered. Oly came down the bed and took Bel’s hand. They met the healer on the way back and Bel was explaining what had happened when they were met with Aleen. The healer went back to Gustav and Aleen proceeded to talk in a whisper.

  - My Lady…I have news…but first I wanted to…I …I know how you feel…I…

  -Erland? - Aleen lowered her face and nodded. He was dead.- I asked but…no one would tell me. -Aleen looked down at Oly and said nothing more.

  - Let me call Deana.

  -Oh by the way. We found Nanny Bertha. Chimney sweepers saw her through a hole in the wall and took her with them to the kitchen cellar. That is where they held up with the rest of the kitchen staff who were not able to come down to the library. It was a wise decision to leave the food. They were able to survive thanks to that and the fact that two of the healers were among them.

  -Really? Did you hear that Oly?

  -Yay!! Can I go see her?

  -She is still hurt enough not to work but she can have visits… but we have not told her…

  -Oh I see…Oly did you hear? Do not tel her about Papi OK? We can not make her sad right now.

  -OK Mami.

  Deana was called and they took the kids to see Nanny Bertha. Once Bel thanked her and warned her not to do such a thing again, She stepped outside with Aleen to talk outside the door.

  -Aleen…

  -It took so long to find him…The dead…they…there were…are piles of bodies…whole and pieces…it is taking them time to …

   -Ah…

   -Erland was whole thankfully…I am taking his insignia to his mother.- His mother being a widow who lived off the pension of her late husband who was in the military and her son’s salary. Erland was an only child.- But I am afraid we will not be able to take his body…All of them will be buried here or at the town’s cemetery or cremated depending on the costumes. The pieces that can not be identified will be cremated as well.

  -Do we have reports from the city? Were they able to evacuate on time?

  -Yes. There were a few people who decided to stay. Some made it and some did not. It was them who informed the late King we were being besieged. We really do not have as many …it could have been so much worse Madam. My Lady…it was all thanks to my Lord.

  - You don’t know half of it.

  -Oh My Lady…I know…there were those who witnessed…they said to me…they said my Lady and it was confirmed by many…the King…he …They say he offered his son as a sacrifice…his own son and My Lord saved the prince….at least that is what they say…

  -Gustav told me.

  -My Lady…There was a man…he…died…but…Gudrun told me to tell you. There was a man in the infirmary who died early morning and was the royal chamber pot cleaner. He overheard the king telling the priests, he wanted my Lord out of his way, but if Gustav fell it was still in his plans…but he did not say why.

  -Wait what? How does Gudrun know this?

  - The man was a…Gudrun’s father had an affair and

  -Oh…illegitimate son…

  -Yes my Lady. Gudrun did not ask for protection but I fear for his life if this reaches the top. If you should ask…because I know you deserve to know… Gudrun wanted to tell you himself but I told him he could take the time to bury his brother. He is currently doing preparations for that.

  - Don’t worry. I will not say his name or yours. I am well aware of the dangers. In fact I am very sure I will get my information without they even asking who told me. I am sure Gustav is not the danger and I know for their own good they will keep this quiet, but they WILL tell me the truth …that is if they even know the reasons the King had to want my husband dead.

  -There is also the matter of the newcomers. - Aleen looked around again to check no one was overhearing.- Well Gudrun and Feraht talked to some of the soldiers. One of them told them something that seems important.

  -What is it?

  - Just as you heard. Gudrun had many friends in the village that was first attacked. Some of the soldiers that were in the first incident with the ritual was on guard duty and swears the Lord that comes with the group is one of the person performing the ritual. He told Gudrun there should be documentation and proof about the incident and that they even had sketches of the perpetrators and a pendant that looked to be very valuable.

  - We need to let Henriette and Gustav or maybe Adrien may know something and a way to use this…The man said he was going to die…what if we can use this to save him? I am sure Embla did not want to open the door and had their own people die. They knew Hel meant to kill the Empress.

  - So anyone helping open the door would be committing treason!- Exclaimed Aleen.

  -Exactly! Come we need to tell Gustav. He may know where the files are. I will send my father to talk to the witnesses. Please point them out to him.

  Aleen left and Bel checked on the kids before going to see Gustav. She did not want to leave Oly for longer than necessary but she looked happy to be near someone else she loved.

  Bel went to see Henriette and Adrien first. They were still in the room next to Gustav’s. She knocked and then entered. The three people went quiet when she arrived.

  I am sorry to interrupt but I want to know something….ummm related to your problem Sir.- Bel said to Baron Brandenburg, then turned to Henriette.- Henriette, father, do any of you know where the files about the incident with the ritual to open the Hel Gate are? The official reports I mean. Are they in the capital?

  -The…reports? They were sent to Gustav to review and then to the capital to….the king.- Said Adrien.

  -Yes! Gustav took them personally to his father, but brought them back to his study for reference.

  -They are here?- Asked Bel.

  -Yes. Why do you ask?

  -A second. Sir. Would you say that opening the Door to the realm of the Dead, knowing Hel would seek to kill the empress, be consider treason for anyone in Embla?

  -Yes of course!

  - Well this may be your lucky day, because in those files there is some drawings of some of the people who were at the site and we believe at least one of the people that came for you is one of them and we have witnesses too.

  - Are you sure?- Asked Adrien.

  - I trust the info…information, I came to give the report to my father on their stead, but I think we need to check the files first.Father if you need the witnesses, they are some of the men in the army. Ask Aleen to tell you who they are. Still I think you should go right now to look at the reports I am sure Lord Gulbrandsen will be able to identify the perpetrator.

  - Of course. They are in our study. This way.- Henriette said and hurried to the door. She was followed by both men.

  -Henriette. I will go tell Gustav and …I also need to ask him some questions before I return to the kids.

  -Of course. Thank you.

  -Thank you Lady Andreas.

 ==Oh don’t thank me yet…==

  -It is a team effort Sir. I hope the information can help you.

  Bel watched them go before she entered Gustav’s room. The healer was not there. She closed the door behind her and locked it silently.

  - Gustav. Sorry to bother you. I came for a couple of reasons. I have reasons to believe some of the people who came for the Baron were part of the Death Cult that opened the door. Henriette is getting the files with the drawings. They may save the Baron.

  -How do you know this?

  - I am just the messenger from the actual witnesses. At least one of the soldiers who were there is here and pointed the guy out.

  -Good. We can save a good man and bring the assassins to justice.

  -You think we can get Embla to make an extradition so they can be brought to justice here?

  - We can hope. I can ask for it.

  -Good…Gustav…-Bel took a deep breath and looked the man in the eyes. - Did you know your father wanted my husband dead specifically?

  -What do you mean?

  - His...someone close to him who died and had nothing to lose told me…He overheard him say he wanted Alfonse dead…but it was fine if you died too…He said it was within his plans. He heard this when he was talking to the priests apparently.

  -No…no…why would I know this… We were not allowed to be there when he planned the ritual to seal Hel back inside…He said that? This man?

  -Yes. Before he died Gustav. I don’t think he was lying. Gustav… When you told me you thought he wanted you dead… he really was hoping for Alfonse to save you…I did not want to ask why your father would want you dead in the first place… I thought it was family matters and as concern as I was for you I felt it was not my place to ask, but now it is my business.- Gustav listened bewildered still by the news but concentrated and thought for a minute.

  -He had his heir. A young heir he could manipulate. With me out of the picture he would be able to send Henriette away and keep Alfonse.

(gasp) ==That was why Henriette wanted to protect Alfonse!? She understood this would happen if Gustav died! She just never thought it would be intentional…but why…==

  -I see…So why could he want my Alfonse dead?

  Gustav looked away and swallowed.

  - I did not think my father would get to this length…He was very unhinged at the end it appears…He was ever the obsessed man over his work. Sometimes fanatical about our history. He wanted to be a hero to his people.This was the reason we did not tell him the truth until the end. Did Henriette give you a weapon to defend yourself?

  -Yes. It is in her room.

  -It is a sacred weapon that only one person can use. This person is never of this world.

  -…

  -We found a diary in a hidden study. It belongs to the first King Lif. Do you know who he was?- He asks.

- I’ve read about him.==I was married to his number one fan, of course I know who he was. ==- Bel thought. She herself found him a very interesting person and the passion for Askran history Alfonse showed had rubbed off on her.

- In the diary there were instructions on how to get the weapon that rested in his tomb. There were instructions on how to call the hero the weapon belongs to. Henriette…called you those years ago. We did not know the ritual had worked until we heard my cousin Alfonse was getting married and he told us you were not of any of the known worlds.

  -So…that gun is mine? But why call me… I mean I am not complaining…just…I would like to know.

  -The hero is usually called during war time…Henriette…just wanted to try and see if it worked.  We thought it had been a mistake but we could not do anything to fix it because by then you were already willing to stay and was…well already married to Alfonse. We were mistaken but by the fact that we could not see the truth and tell you the truth as well. Hel came and we were not ready.

  -You mean to say that gun is strong enough to kill Hel?

  -In theory, but that is not the main purpose. You see, that weapon is suppose to summon heroes from other worlds and they are supposed to obey you. You are the chosen hero. The legendary Summoner of Askr who can summon heroes and make contracts with them to fight for you. Those heroes form an army that along with our army could finish Hel.

  -Oh…It could have been useful. Why didn’t you tell me…wait…Alfonse knew this? Because he said to me something weird. He asked me to promise him that no matter what I heard I would take my child with me and protect her…almost like someone would try to convince me otherwise.

  -He did not know until the day you were attacked. I suppose he was referring to us telling you to fight . We did not tell you before because…- He sighs.-We did not want my father to know. We knew what would happen if he knew… and we were right. I did not think he would go to this length. The reason my father wanted Alfonse dead was because he wanted to control you and your power.

  -Alfonse is dead…because of me? How did he know? Who told him?-Bel’s eyes welled up with unshed tears.

  -No! Bel…it is not your fault…it is…It IS MY fault…mine alone. I failed my cousin in every way possible. The truth is that it was thanks to you that we were able to rescue you all to begin with. Hel wanted to…Kill the heirs of Lif and that means that she wanted my son dead. That was the reason Hel was besieging the castle. My father was not interested in rescuing you. We did not know Hel was here because he would not even let anyone send any more messenger and much less people. It was the garrison we left in the city who informed us. For my father, coming to rescue you was a waste Bel… it pains me to say this about my father…but I told Henriette you needed to know…as ugly a truth as this is. My father was convinced that the most important part of this war was to protect the cities in the South and contain Hel here. Except the dead kept coming but Hel was nowhere to be found. At the time he did not know who you were, my father was willing to let my family die since I am young enough to…-He paused. Bel made and angry noise and tears started rolling down her cheeks. She was disgusted and about to comment something but Gustav kept on going.

- Alfonse was very worried and very angry and understandably so. I heard him telling the most loyal of his men to get ready and I knew he was about to rescue you. This was my chance to save my own family so I prepared myself and wrote a note …that was my mistake…I wrote a note to my father to be given to him much later. I wrote to him about you. I knew he would do what ever he could to get to you and rescue you once he knew who you were. My idea was that I would go with Alfonse and use his plan. I believed whatever he would come up with would work but I wanted to make sure to have my father come to rescue you and be a distraction or back up. I did not get to tell Alfonse the plan, because the note was given to my father right away before we could make it out of camp. It is thanks to you my children, my family is safe…I owe you…so much…and Alfonse…

-You should have known every one would be on your father’s side…

-You are right…I have no excuse but the faith I had in my servants and how foolishly I thought something like this would pass under his notice.If it helps…Adrien had my servant executed …I wanted to do it myself…but he had the right to do it.

-I wish I could hate you all…I can’t even do that…I have nothing…not one to take out this anger I feel …

-I would not blame you if you hated me…but please do not hate Henriette, she…it is not her fault.

-I don’t hate you…do you think I don’t know…how your father treated you. Gustav… you were the only one who could not see…it is not your fault…my Alfonse loved you enough to give his life for you…I have to go. I don’t want Oly to be alone…Is there something else I should know?

Gustav looked at the ceiling and thought about it. He had thought about telling her everything he knew but the truth would only get worse and he did not want to involve his son in this more than he already had. If something happened between them, which he was sure was a slim chance by what Henriette had told him, then it would be something natural. He had to lie once again and he hated himself for it.

 -No. Not that I remember.

-Fine…I better go now.

-Bel? Where is his sword? - He asked suddenly.- Henriette said to me that she saw Alfonse holding it.

-Yes…he…I don’t know why he asked to hold it for me for the night…I don’t know where he put it. I have not seen it since. He must have seen…I think he…I think he thinks I was going to…I will let him keep it for now…- She said looking at her feet. She had just realized what she had been about to do last night and was ashamed of herself. Gustav’s eyes widen at the confession.

-Oh…Yes. I am sure he will care for it. He is a very responsible young man.

-Yes he is…I owe him more than I can pay…-Bel said and left the room. Gustav was left wondering the situation. He felt tears roll down to wet the bandages still covering his face. He had never cried this much in his life and he had never felt such shame and gilt.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Alfonse looked at Oly. Just like with Bel he was afraid for her. He remember the last time his father had played with him and how he felt the day his grandfather had told him, he was not a child anymore to ask his father to play with him. His father had never been the same since. For years he had felt like his heart was inside a place that the light of the sun could not reach. He had never told Sharena when she was finally allowed to interact more with him, that she had been like a light in a dark tunnel. He did not want for Oly to feel that way.

Oly was smiling at her nanny but not as brightly as she always did. He found himself looking at her big dark eyes. They were big intelligent lights that seemed to sparkle even more than his blue ones. He wondered how she managed to make black look brighter than blue and came to the conclusion that she must have a mysterious magic hidden inside. It must be something like that because every time he was with her and she touched his hand or said something kind to him he would feel like his stomach was dancing and his face felt very hot.

  He turned to the door to see Bel coming inside the room quietly. Her eyes were red. He immediately told himself she had been crying away from Oly just like he sometimes did to not upset Sharena. Her full attention was on Oly who was telling nanny Bertha about the books he had found in other languages in the basement library and all the stories she had been able to tell them.

  -Right Sharena?

  -Yes. Alfonse said it was e very old language called Latin but he is still studding it and could not translate it all.

  -Ah! And did my Lord bring the books with him?

  Alfonse looked at the smiling face of nanny Bertha when he heard her mention him.- No. I left them in the place I found them at, but I already asked for permission to go back after the…after the place is safe to enter it again. I can not go by myself.

  -Mami and I can go with you Alfonse! And Sharena can come and we will be a lot of people and will be very safe together. Right Mami!

  -Yep! As long as your mother says it is fine to go inside we can go. We can take Aleen and Feraht with us.

  - My Lady… I wanted to ask how my Lord is.

  -Um…Oh he is not in the castle.- Said Bel avoiding Bertha’s eyes. Instead she looked at Oly who was looking down at her hands. She was about to suggest they leave before Oly started crying and Bertha suspected something was up, when she heard Alfonse speak.

  -Oly? Maybe we should let your nanny Bertha rest.- He said holding Oly’s hand in his. Oly raised her face to look at him and was met with a very sweet shy smile. She could not help feel good every time he smiled at her and so she smiled back and nodded.

  -Can we go play at the central garden yet?- Asked Sharena. Feraht said they could and they all left the room after giving nanny Bertha their thanks for saving them and hugged her.

Adrien came to them after lunch time. He looked upset and asked to talk to Bel. The meeting with the Emblan group had gone mostly as planned. Henriette had been awesome it seems and together they had managed to lift the Baron’s death sentence and had given the files to the Commanding General who was the head of the group. Since he was in charge of the case he had assured them that the sentence would only be given for disobeying direct orders not to cross the border and such. The most the Baron would get was to be stripped of his place in line for the throne.The general had apprehend two of the three Sect members in their group.

==” The heir and his bitch will die for this! Lif and his Summoner will die!!!”== Adrien Shivered at the memory of what the man had screamed at him when he was being taken prisoner. His eyes were those of a madman.

- I am afraid one of them escaped daughter…and…I also fear they know who you are.

-What do you mean?

-They know you are the Summoner of Askr. They will seek to destroy you.

-The …Oh…how do they even know? I didn’t even know until like two hours ago! Did everyone know except for me?

-There must be a sect member among us and I am afraid this person overheard either one of our conversations or the King’s…The truth is…the King was overly enthusiastic about you…he told me several times during the battle how sorry he was to have not met you personally. Someone must have heard him. Daughter if you are in danger, then surely Oly is as well.

-Oh Hell no! No one is going to touch my baby!

-We have to leave.-Said Adrien. -The funeral will be the day after tomorrow.

-Father…

-I know. There is nothing to bury and no reason to stay. We will hold a ceremony at home. For him and our fallen people.

-OK. That sounds better. Do you think Henriette would let us take Sharena and Alfonse with us for a time? I don’t want Oly to be alone. Being with them is good for her and I am sure Henriette has a lot to do now that the Kingdom is mostly on her shoulders. They will have no time for the kids and they have been neglected long enough.

- I am sure she will agree with you. - Adrien looked at the kids playing tag. They were not even aware of the plume of smoke from the funerary pyres in the family graveyard. Alfonse looked so much like his son. Henriette had told him Gustav had talked to Bel about everything but their belief that Alfonse was the reincarnation of the first king Lif and their bond as his Summoner. She had also told him Bel had tried to end her life and Alfonse had stopped her. Adrien understood her too well but he also had instructed Feraht to keep an eye on her. He did not think she would try something again, but wanted to be sure of it. He though he would not be able to withstand losing another family member. This situation had him wondering too. How close were Bel and little Alfonse? There was a sure connection between them. He could plainly see it but to him it seemed that they loved each other like mother and child.

 Henriette was too busy with official businesses, the military and Gustav to care for some other matters, so Bel had taken over the house hold cleaning and the kids had been with her most of the time helping out in their own way. Manual work took her mind off of her dark thoughts, just like before, when she was little.

That night they all slept together again. Gustav had been moved to his chamber and Henriette would sleep on her room. They were connected by the parlour. Bel took the kids to the room Alfonse and her used every time they came to visit. The bed was big enough for the four of them. The night was beautiful and stars filled the sky and yet the kids woke up again from the same nightmare. Feraht who was sleeping on the floor by the hearth was up in an instant and offered to bring the kids tea or something to sooth them. He went out and as the girls wailed and cried, Bel noticed Alfonse was in shock.

-It was a bad dream! My babies come here. I am here you are safe. Alfonse…Alfonse?- Bel asked the motionless kid.

-It is the same dream…again…

-The library?

-No…I…I …saw…I saw…

-Brother? Did you dream of her too?

  -I…I saw him…but I could not help him and …

  -Brother?

  -Alfonse? Who did you see?

  -I..-Alfonse was about to answer but looking at Oly he shut his mouth and after a moment he added.- The man who was screaming…

  -Who was it brother? I heard him too, but I don’t know who he is.

  Oly was crying softly and listening intently at the two siblings. It was a shock for her to see Alfonse this scared, but she understood it. The woman in the dream was scary enough to make anyone cry.

  -Madam?- Came a voice came from the door.

   Everyone looked up when they recognized the owner. It was nanny Bertha.

  -Bertha? What are you doing up? You should be recovering!- Said Bel still holding Oly and Sharena to her bosom and Alfonse’s hand.

  -I was tired of laying down. I was coming to check on you and bumped into that young man. He looked very flustered and worried, so I asked and he told me everything.- Said the older woman. She walked up to sit on the bed, closer to Alfonse and looked them all over.-Hmp…you think you can hide stuff from me. I helped raise your husband. I have you know that I know well Lord Andreas’ moods and gestures enough to know what is going on. Why did you not tell me the truth? Come here Oly.. You too Sharena.- Bertha took a handful of the two sobbing girls and hugged them. Then looked up to a very chastised Bel and gave her a look that said to pay attention to the quiet boy. Bel looked at Alfonse. He looked so small and frightened. She hugged him as well and felt him flinch.

  -Nanny! My Daddy!…- Sobbed Oly and Sharena cried louder.

  -There, there, my dears. Alfonse loved you and protected you till the end. There is no bigger proof of his love to you. He will be watching you still along with Lord Askr.- At this Bel felt Alfonse stiffen.

  - I need to…I need to …go…cousin Bel can I go…I need your help with… - Alfonse said quietly.

  Bel nodded and Alfonse got off the bed and hurried to the bathroom with Bel following behind. When she entered he looked out of the door to the still crying girls, then closed the door.

  -I had the same dream they did…- Alfonse said looking at his feet. He had no shoes on, only his socks.- I did not want to scare them any more that they were already. Why did we dream the same thing?

  -I don’t know why, but it is strange, and if you had the same dream again then..

  -It was not entirely the same…this time I did not die right away…

  - Excuse me …WHAT? What did you say? Why didn’t you tell me?

  -I…I was going to but…Do not be angry…I did not want to bother you, because you were very busy.

  -No Alfonse. I am not angry at you. I am worried and I thought we were friends.- He nodded and looked more at ease.- Alfonse you know your mother and father are busier than most parents and that is why you do not see them as much as other kids may do, and I am afraid they will be even busier when your father becomes king, but I want you and Sharena to know that no matter how busy I am; you can always talk to me because you two and Oly are my priority. Do you understand?

  -Yes.

  -Good. Now please tell me about the dreams…both of them.

  -The first dream was just like the others said…We were playing and happy and then…then She came… It is a …woman…but she is not human. You can see her bones inside… she is made of lilac colored crystal and the bones are inside her…She ran so fast at me and…I know she killed me because I could see myself on the ground dead and I was watching her take Sharena but I could do nothing about it. I screamed but no sound came from me…but I could hear Oly crying for me and Sharena. I tried moving but I felt like I was trying to swim on …tar…Oly…She was standing there but I am sure she could not move… I also could hear Sharena crying for me to help her, but after a moment her screams ceased and there were new screams. It was a man. He was screaming as if he was being tortured.

  -I see.

  -Tonight…the dream started the same but…we were not playing we…we knew what was coming and we huddled together. I stood at the front of the other to protect them…and she did not… this time she took me instead of Sharena but when we reached the edge of the fores, it was not the forest anymore. It look like a dark stone room and …it was very dark but I could see him…It was cousin Alfonse…I could not see what she was doing because she was behind me holding me by the shoulders, but he was in pain and she was laughing at him and she said “You are next!”. And that is when I woke up. I could do nothing to help him…I just stood there watching, unable to move from fear…

  Bel hugged Alfonse when she noticed he was trying very hard not to cry.

  -Alfonse, you can cry. What you are telling me sounds horrible and scary and it is alright that you were scared. It is very understandable… Don’t be ashamed.- She wanted to reassure him that it was just a dream, but she could not. Alfonse was not told Hel had taken his uncle. He did not know and here he was telling her all of this. She was praying it was just a dream because the thought of Hel taking Alfonse to torture him was the most horrible thing she had ever heard of and the feeling of uselessness she felt was going to drive her insane.- Do you want to stay here a while?- Alfonse was thinking about it when they heard a knock on the door.

  - My Lady a word? I need to talk to you.- Bel heard Bertha say from behind the door. Alfonse dried his tears and nodded. She opened the door and Bel saw that Deana was in the room now with Feraht, serving tea. Bertha came inside and closed the door.

  - My lady. Were you able to see Hel before you went into the library?

  -No. Why?

  - Your Highness? How did the woman in the dream looked like?- Bertha asked. Alfonse answered. He described even the dress she was wearing and the sound of her laugh. Bertha’s face became white as a sheet and looked sick.

  - My Lady. Before I was taken to the pantry where we were hiding in, we were able to see her through a window. That woman the children are dreaming of is Hel.

  -And she has my uncle!- Alfonse said.- She is hurting him.- He added angrily. He did not look as scared but angry. Bertha looked at him and then at Bel.

  -There is something not many know about this and I did not tell Alfonse.The reason we did not have a wake for Alfonse the way I would have wanted and the reason his coffin will be empty is, because we don’t have his body …Hel took his body when she left…There was no way for them to know this…- Bertha looked about to vomit and Alfonse looked a little lost and overwhelmed by emotions. Bel drew him in again for another hug.

  - We need to talk to Henriette. She must know more about this, or she could point us towards research about it.I just don’t know if we should tell my father.

  -Lord Andreas is very strong and wise. We should not hide it from him.

  -Good. We tell him tomorrow…but not Oly. Let us get some tea. Do you feel better Alfonse?- Asks Bel. Alfonse thinks about it and then nods, lets go of Bel and opens the door. Bel stops him and asks him to let her see his injured shoulder. She had seen him flinch when she touched him there and the uninjured one. His partially healed shoulder was an angry red again and there were bruises forming on both his shoulders as if someone had gotten hold of him forcefully. Bel showed the bruising to Bertha who paled at the sight and made some signs of protection just the way Bel had seen her do when she was talking about something evil. It reminded Bel of crossing oneself, the way her grandmother used to do.

  -It was her…What if he is alive aunt Bel?

  -==I wish!== Your father saw him die and… his sacrifice sealed Hel again. There is no possibility of him being alive.- Bel told Alfonse tears rolling down her cheeks. Alfonse nodded and lowered his face. He was a little ashamed to be seen crying again.-I better take him to a healer and show Henriette.- Bel dried her tears and Alfonse’s so she could go out to talk to the girls.

  -Show her first my lady. I will keep Oly and Sharena busy.

  Bel went out and went to kiss Oly and then Sharena and explained to them that she had to take Alfonse to the healer because he had aggravated his shoulder and was in pain.

  Oly and Sharena looked worried and for a moment they forgot about the dream while both of them asked various questions about his wound. Bel reassured them that they were going to fix him right up and that they would come back as soon as possible.

  Bel and Alfonse went to Henriette’s room first. Bel knew she was tired but she should know about it and wanted her to see for herself while the bruises were still fresh and the memory. She was very worried about the kids but as nanny Bertha said Alfonse was the only one getting hurt.

  As expected Henriette looked like she had not slept in days. Bel understood but as much as she wanted to just take care of this problem by herself she did not want to commit the mistake of leaving Henriette in the dark for longer than necessary. This was not a regular problem.

  -Henriette. I am sorry to come to you at this hour. I know you are tired, but I think you should know this. It is very important.- Henriette was looking both at Bel and at Alfonse in quiet curiosity but also tiredness. She noticed Bel was holding Alfonse’s hand in both of hers in such a caring way. She let them in and lead them to the adjacent parlour.- The kids…the three of them had the same nightmare for the past two nights…and this night. Alfonse woke up to this.- Bel shows Henriette the finger bruises already turning green and purple. - Guess who they’re dreaming of…

  - How is this possible?!- Exclaims Henriette horrified.

  -Sit down let us tell you the dream as told by each of the kids. I also need to take him to the healers.

  Bel and Alfonse each told Henriette the dreams in detail. Henriette seemed to grow more worried with each word Alfonse said about his last dream. She got up to inspect the bruises and Bel could see her eyes water.

  -How about you? Any bad dreams?- Henriette said going to her nightstand and getting vial of some liquid.

  -Me? No…My mind is a black hole as of now. I usually don’t dream when I grieve like this for some reason…It is like dreams just can’t penetrate the darkness in my mind.- Said Bel watching Henriette apply a salve on Alfonse’s wound and bruises. Alfonse knitted his brows. Her statement seemed wrong for him somehow even when she said in in such a casual way.

  - I suppose that darkness is shielding you from her attack. This is very concerning…It may help to give them a dreamless potion before going to sleep…

  -That sounds like putting a band-aid on a bullet wound… I mean a …sword wound..a deep one…- Henriette looked at her puzzled.- I mean the intrusions may, stop but only as long as they take it and …I mean that is harmful for the mind on a long period of time and what we need is for the actual attacks to stop. The information on how she is doing it and why. What are the implications of this?…She is sealed but she has enough power to influence the dreams of the living…and harm people! Was this possible before? Have you heard about this?

  -You are right…Let me think…

-Wait…maybe it was possible but not with us per say. This may be the way she talks to her followers. I mean…it seems feasible that they have some kind of connection with her or something.

  -…Perhaps…Let me see what I remember from the information given to us by the Elders.- Henriette looks pensively at Alfonse for a while; her mind rummaging for stored information.-…I think.. no but that is only possible with a potion…a special potion …A potion that would have to be administered…by someone close…someone very close…

- Father thinks…we have a spy…or many…- Bel tell Henriette, pauses then ads curious.-Tell me about this potion.

  -When we were doing research at the village the door is located, the village elders gave us a lot of information. The officers never believed any of it and well to be honest neither did Gustav….but it is my responsibility to write everything the way it is told to me so I have all the reports including the village elder’s accounts and information. If I remember correctly the potion requires …oh…

  -What?

  -Come to the library!…No wait I remember I left them here…Let me see…- She went and rummaged in her wardrobe. There was a wooden box, bigger than a shoebox but not decorated at all. It looked very out of place inside the ornate furniture.- I have them here. The papers…- She reached inside the box where a great number of papers were stored. She read through a couple.- Here! Umm…The ritual needed to contact Hel was discovered by one of the guardians about seven hundred years ago, but not one on our side has ever tried it because, if this were to be a true means of communication, conducting it would alert the enemy that we know about it and they may try to shield us from using it again so it has been left as a last resort kind of plan…I am not sure why the elder would think that contacting Hel would be helpful to us.

  -So not one person has tried it but supposedly this is what the enemy use to talk to her?

  -Correct.

  -But what is it that the potions needs?

  -Oh yes! Umm… it is told that the potion needs an item from the person they need to contact. Blood or even a piece of clothing worn by her…but also something like blood or hair from the person contacting Hel so it can establish a link between them.

  -Huh…Good we have the means and now we are left wondering the reason. What do you think Alfonse?

  -Me?

  -Sure! Fresh mind and a very astute one too. -Bel says.. She knows how smart the kid is and she has noticed he was very focused in what the two of you were saying. Alfonse blushes.

  -Umm…well you said there is a spy. If someone gave us the potion to contact Hel…it means they are more visions rather than dreams right?- Bel nodded.- The same person must know why he or she is doing it? If we trap the spy, we can understand their reasons. And they have to be someone that handles the food or drinks…and someone who can take something from us…like hair.

  -Of course! See? That was great help.- Bel tell Alfonse who smiles shyly. Henriette watches this in silence and smiles.- Never anger someone who handles your foods or drinks. That was my mother’s motto.

  After some speculation as of who it may be that was spying on them and some planing they left Henriette. She would tell Gustav in the morning. Alfonse felt his wound hurt less and he even felt good about himself for helping out.

  They went back to the room and after some reassuring that Alfonse was fine and that he just needed some balm and some pain medication they went back to sleep. Deana gave them some dreamless sleep potion and the dream did not come back.

 The next day Bel and Alfonse got Adrien up to date while the girls were getting ready to go get breakfast. By this time most of the people had returned to the city and the less injured people were leaving for town. The repair had started on the broken walls and the preparations for the royal funerals were ongoing.

  Adrien wanted to leave and so did Bel but after the talk they both came to the conclusion that whatever the cult was trying to do to the kids , it would not stop just because they were away in the mountains. It was better for them to wait and see who the spies were.

  All the time Adrien was directing the Army, Bel spent helping oversee the housework and repairs. She was being aided by Nanny Bertha and the kids who were eager to help. Bel would make it so that the kids were occupied and learned while doing it.

She was asked if she wanted to anything special for Alfonse’s funeral. She really did not want anything to do with the funeral, but thought that since they did not know what she did they would think she did not care about it, therefore she asked only for his favorite flowers to be arranged over his coffin and a small bouquet for each of them to hold. Henriette however told her Alfonse deserved the most respect and told her Gustav wanted something special for him. Bel told her about the flag ceremony done back home.

The funeral was that afternoon. The kids had been so tired of running around the house and helping that Bel let them have a nap. She sat with them on a checkered blanket and prepared a little lunch under the big oak tree. After they ate they started to nod off and Bel let them go to sleep. She sat with her back to the tree trunk where just days before her husband had died. In truth it had been just on the opposite side of the tree. She tried her best to think of the happy memories she had lived here and not of imagining his last moments. She would have taken the kids somewhere else but Oly had asked to do it here. She had said that the tree looked very lonely.

- Mami. Why is the tree crying?- The voice brought Bel back from her memories. She opened her eyes to see Oly standing by her side looking around the tree trunk.

-What is it Mija?

-The tree is crying…I heard it in my dream and it woke me up.

-I am awake and I did not hear it cry mija. It was probably just in the dream.

-It sounded like Papi… but he sounded very sad. He said your name and then mine…but when I peeked around the tree the sound was gone…

-What else did you dream about? Did you see something?

-Oh I dreamed I was going to eat ice cream but my teeth were stuck and then Sharena came and she gave me a goldfish and it turned into a bird!

-Well that sounds like a very normal dream…- Bel says relieved.

-Mami! Fish can’t fly!- Oly said and giggled.

-Girl! I’m talking about nightmares. So you slept better here?

-Yes mami. I want to go back to sleep. If you hear the tree tell me mami.

-Si mija.

Oly laid down by Sharena’s left side and went back to sleep. Bel let them sleep until it was time to get ready for the funeral. The rest of the Royal army had been able to finally reach the city and were ready to to take the body of the King to the capital where he and Alfonse would get a Hero’s welcome at the capital. The idea was discarded when they found out Gustav was unable to be moved and the bodies had been exposed to decay by the high temperatures and humidity. To be honest not one had thought to place him inside the library where they would be cool and dry and the spell would keep him for a longer time.

Bel suggested it to Adrien while they were getting ready. She suggested to place Erland, Njal and Sven’s bodies there to be taken to the mountains. Adrien told her Njal was too damaged to have been preserved and Sven was not found complete. His own retainers had been killed and he had not the heart to tell her how he had found them. Erland would be the only one complete but all of them would be cremated for the ceremony at home.

The funeral was as expected. Formal and respectful. Bel had dressed herself and Oly on those dresses Alfonse liked so much. Unlike Earth, Askr did not required black clothes for funerals or to indicate mourning .

Gustav could be seen slowly making his way to the graveyard at the front of the procession along with Henriette, the priests and the guards. Adrien, Bel and the Kids followed behind them even though closer family members had arrived to the city for the funeral. Henriette had not invited any of them to stay at the house since it was still being repaired.

Bel’s own town home had been used to house Gustav’s aunt on his mother’s side. The older lady was like a mother to Gustav since his own had died when he was young due to a miscarriage. His only living sister was married to a duke who owned lands in the Southern part of Askr. She had three kids of her own that Gustav had only seen twice. She was too far South to be able to come to the funeral even if they had taken his father to the capital. His father had married again, to a woman younger than Gustav in an effort to have more children. This marriage however had remained fruitless until his wife had died in an accident some years ago. Gustav had liked her quiet demeanor and suspected his father had been a tyrant to her inability to bear him another child.

Gustav was tired but he could not show weakness now. It was not even to keep appearances or protocols. He suspected after talking to Henriette, Adrien and Bel that the spies were around waiting for the right time to spring into action. He also wanted to be his best for the sake of respect to his cousin. Gustav was too angry with his father to care about his funeral or paying respect at this point, but it was his cousin’s funeral too and he deserved all the respect from everyone.

With Bel’s information; the Royal Army had been able to arrange the traditional tributes and the added ritual Bel had chosen. Alfonse’s coffin was covered with the Askran flag and also Gustav’s own Royal flag to let everyone know he had saved him. This honor was only given to the royal line or heroes of great importance. In contrast the King’s coffin had only been covered with a flower arrangement. Gustav could already see the people from the city who had come for the funeral talking, but he could not bring himself to care about it. His father did not even deserve to be buried in the family cemetery much less to be buried with honors, but he would not sully the commoner’s cemetery or the rest of his family’s honor because of him. Adrien had asked him to keep quiet about the incident. He did not want more attention over his family and he would keep that promise.

His side ached like nothing ever had hurt him before. It was strange because he had had broken ribs before but never had he felt such pain. His suspicions were confirmed when the royal healers told him his wounds were not mending correctly. In fact they were not mending at all. He does not have the heart to tell Henriette as of yet, so he toils on down the road to the family graveyard while the quiet sobs of one small child breaks his heart even more. He is not brave enough to look back at Bel and much less Oly who bravely wanted to walk and just hold on to her mother’s and Sharena’s hands.

Once in the graveyard they went to put his father to rest. He performed the traditional ceremony but bypassed some of the things he could. His father was buried in the newest mausoleum in the cemetery farthest from the center. They then passed to bury his cousin empty coffin in a separate place. It felt to him like it was a dishonor to have them buried together. He knew he was not there but inside the coffin rested one of his favorite books, training swords and other personal belongings. Gustav had ordered to have King Lif’s own mausoleum opened to have his memory rest there.

That had been a surprise on Adrien and he knew that was not only an honor but also a defiance on Gustav’s part. With this , his first act as King he was defying tradition and destiny.

Adrien looked down at the now prince Alfonse. The child looked on at the mausoleum with awe and respect, but he saw in his eyes a sadness and loneliness he remember seeing before, not only on the mirror but on his own son Alfonse when his wife had passed away. A loneliness and sadness only Bel and Oly had dissipated.

When the coffin was laid on one of the carved niches inside the tomb Adrien, Bel and Oly were to enter the tomb and leave the flowers over the coffin, but Oly had taken hold of Alfonse and he had to enter with them and Sharena had followed too.

Adrien noticed then Oly left her bouquet, but kept a flower with her and so did Bel who was even reluctant to leave the flowers there. At the end two officers were suppose to come inside and fold the flags. The officers made way and Gustav and Henriette came inside instead in what was the outmost show of respect. Together they folded the first flag and handed it to Adrien and then the second one and handed it to Bel. Bel looked down to the royal crest on her white, royal blue and gold expanse. This flag was only given to other members of royalty and Bel was sure it would go to Adrien. She thought it meant she was now the Viscountess and left it at that.

 They filed out of the tomb reluctantly. Bel with the flag hugged to her heart and holding Oly with the other. She looked back to see Gustav standing by the coffin. He looked so sad.

  After the funeral Bel took Oly to the garden and stood by the ancient tree trunk. Alfonse had followed with Sharena in tow and they stood by their side as mother and child left the flowers by the tree trunk. Bel had told him this had been the place where his cousin had fallen. As he watched both his cousin and Oly, Alfonse came to the realization. The dreams had started by this tree… and now he understood the connection.

AN: By this point you probably realized this is a self ship in a way, so the memories from Bel's life are actually my own along with the feelings and personality. My precious Oly is my best friend whom has adopted me as mother since I am a mother hen friend to her. XD

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A glorious morning for me, Mumbo lover, to wake up, roll over, and see you posted a roughly 5k word chapter of Scarian. Mwah. I am choosing to believe. That got way too gay. This is scarian now.

SO FIRST OF ALL Grian waking up and realizing that A. He's in Scar's bedroom, B. Mumbo is in scar's bedroom, and C. His stomach is doing flips because he's looking down and seeing Mumbo in Scar bed and it likely smells like mumbo and scar together and his little bird brain -- god yes.

Going down, seeing Scar in the morning, as if he's his boyfriend who just woke up and is coming to give him a morning smooch is truly something. I cant believe the two of them decided it was Normal and Fine for a frumpy, sleepy Grian to just Appear. Mmm mm mmmm mmmmmmmmmmm. And that Scar made him pancakes and that Grian was just able to tear Scar away from his work and Scar isn't even putting up a fight at all oh my god. GRIAN CALLING SCAR PRETTY AND THE TWO OF THEM JUST SITTING WITH THAT. THIS IS GAY, GENTLEMEN. YOU ARE BEING BOYFRIENDS. I AM SHOUTING INTO A MEGAPHONE BUT LO, I AM A TINY FROG.

OH MY GOD THE ANTIQUE SHOP I can just. Picture. Oh to be a fly on the wall [I guess we all are tbf] watching the two of them talk about this ELVEN ENGAGEMENT JEWELRY AS IF THEY WERENT JUST THE GAYEST TWO BEINGS ALIVE IN THIS MAN'S HOUSE. Oh my god and for that to reveal so much of Grian on accident, for scar to rapidly realize so many things without either of them saying a fucking word. OOOO BOY they are gonna have to have a T A L K with this bird. I mean there's no way Scar is gonna talk to mumbo about it [unless,,,,,,] but my god do they need to have a Talk tm.

AND THEN THE WAY THAT BEAUTIFULLY TRANSITIONED TO "Well maybe you should give Mumbo some of your feathers" THE WAY THESE MEN DEFLECT DO THEY REALIZE THEY ARE BEING SO VERY GAY. oh my god scar is gonna have some of grian's feathers on day and he doesnt even realize it. oh my GOD I am SCREAMING down the BOATEM HOLE and into THE VOID.

Also the fact that Grian knows how to repair equipment. The fact that Grian has been shown to be a remarkable fighter when he's not panicking. The whole "I killed our gods" Grian pulled on Mumbo a while back only for Mumbo to be like "I dont think he's ready to talk about That so I'm not gonna bring it back up" AND NOW SCAR KNOWS WITHOUT KNOWS HE NOWS SO MUCH WITHOUT WORDS TO THAT KNOWLEDGE AND I AM MELTING. ASDFGHJKJHGFDSDFGHJHGFD GOD. G O D.

Oh man Mumbo Lover, you are about to get fed so well HA that chapter was absolutely 5k words of Scarian, no doubt <3 It got super gay

Bird brain just like <3 hhh but he just being like "haha this certainly doesn't mean anything we're fine it's cool we're okay <3" lmao

The entire time I was writing that scene I was just thinking about the people Scar was just speaking to seeing this unfamiliar man come out of the back of Scar's shop with messy hair and rumpled clothes at noon and was giggling the entire time because you KNOW they all think that is definitely his boyfriend, they're so Normal about it like it's not completely domestic-y like hjgfdjkk= Scar takes care of his guests <3 He probably made some for Mumbo too but Mumbo doesn't really think much about Human food, he just indulges every now and then lmao <3 Grian is a demanding little bird and Scar is too willing to let him have his way haha <3 LMAO THE GAY PANIC THEY BOTH HAD AT THAT MOMENT. Grian doubling down and trying to play it off as a joke and Scar taking that out but they both Know(TM). They know. They gay but oo boy-

I too love antiques so much and could spend every last dollar I have in an antique shop so. BUT YEAH LMAO I'm sure the fact that Grian is now in possession of Elven jewelry that giving basically means "I wish to court/marry you" is totally not gonna be significant in any way later down the line right? <3 Grian really said "I was taught how to fix metal things like weapons" and Scar, literal Elven prince who was born into a palace and was taught to MAKE things but never taught how to FIX things because he is a royal, went "um Birdie uh I'm about to flip your entire worldview with a single question" and just hjfdskj <3 They all need to Talk(TM), and oh boy don't they know it. Or at least Mumbo does hjkfdsljk Grian and Scar are both like "deflection and distraction is a healthy communication skill correct?"

THE DEFLECTIONS, THE "we'll unpack all that later at an undetermined point in time," THE GAY, AND YEAH HAHA I totally 100% intend for them all to have something that represents each of their cultures <3 I AM SCREAMING WITH YOU, and I'm the motherducker who's writing it <3

:) Gods they need to talk about it haha SCAR IS ONLY EVER OBSERVANT WHEN IT COMES TO OTHER PEOPLE'S INTERNAL STRUGGLE HE SAW GRIAN'S LIFE PERCEPTION SHATTER IN THREE SECONDS AND KNEW SOME SHIT WENT DOWN and now they need to talk to Mumbo because Holy Shit <3 Mumbo be like "I'll wait for Grian to be ready to talk about it" but if he waits then they'll never talk about it anf jhkfds-

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Validation

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced! Reader

Summary: It was moments like this that proved you’d made the right choice.

1Kinktober Kink: Cock Warming

935 words (look y’all, I’m drabbling! 😁)

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk. Oral sex (f receiving), dirty thoughts, praise kink, pregnancy kink, breeding kink? Mirror sex, cockwarming, dream sex, somnophilia, fluff. Not Beta’d. All errors my own. Divider by @firefly-graphics.

A/N: This is set in the Always… and Forever AU after the reader chooses Bucky over Steve.

This is for the 8th DAY of #rampitup1Kinktober! TYSM for following me! 🧡

I Do NOT Consent to my work being reposted, translated or presented on any other blog or site other than by myself.

Smut under the cut

Your cunt was so warm and red and swollen, having been used by Bucky for the past 45 minutes for his dining pleasure. His mouth spoke the most glorious praise to you, but treated your pussy so badly.

You loved every second of it.

Bucky swiped his tongue through your folds, collecting your taste in his mouth, then he pulled back and looked at it, licking his lips.

He loved being buried in it, knuckle deep, tongue shoved to the hilt, or his cock buried tight and rocking against that spongy spot inside you. However you were served up to him, James Buchanan Barnes could swim in you.

He looked up at you in disbelief. Those blue eyes almost hurting yours they shone so bright. You almost gasped, but spoke instead.

“What? What is that look James?”

“I can’t believe you don't know how you affect me. How beautiful you are. Even when pregnant, especially when pregnant.”

He looked at you quizzically, as if he truly did not understand your insecurities as you peered at him over your new little belly.

“This, this beautiful flower…”

He looked back down at your pussy and leaned down to give another lick, allowing saliva to run down his tongue and drip onto your clit, then rubbing it in like it was precious oil and your skin revered.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm.”

His moan made you vibrate.

Those eyes again.

“Deserves to be worshipped.”

And he switched his long, thick fingers around so that he could insert and curl them to your spot as he made out with your clit.

His eyes looked up at you and watched yours glaze over, then roll back into your head. His hand slid from your thigh to your belly and rubbed, then up to your sensitive nipples and gently tugged.

The sensations melded and you came, for the fourth time, at Bucky’s will.

You lay back on the impossible number of pillows Bucky had bought and closed your eyes, spent.

“I know you’re tired, Doll. Just let me get in there. Keep me warm, Baby.”

Bucky’s mammoth cock was tame and his voice was even. He wasn’t interested in fucking you stupid right now. All he wanted was for you to rest and to be buried inside you.

Bucky’s metal arm grabbed your thigh and lifted it as he grabbed his cock in the other hand and worked it inside you, sighing deeply as you moaned when he was fully seated.

“Fuck! You feel so good.”

“Yes, James, you do too. I feel so full. Love you.”

Your eyes were drooping.

“I love you too, so much.”

He leaned up and kissed your shoulder, and gathered you into his arms, pulling you close against his chest He watched you as you dozed, running his hand along your side, watching your profile from his vantage point and your full face in the full wall mirror that was propped up on your side of the bed.

“You’re so so beautiful doll. Don’t ever believe otherwise.”

Bucky whispered it, and you smiled, mostly asleep. He caught it in the mirror and his dick began to swell at how sexy you looked, pregnant with his child, naked around him, and having chosen a life and family with him.

Bucky dropped his head to the pillow and tried not to get too worked up. He tried to sleep, but he seldom needed it, and now he was excited. And now he was balls deep in the sexiest woman alive, trying not to wake her up.

You were dead to the world. You began having an erotic dream, and Bucky was fucking you from behind, on a boat, the vessel swaying with the tide.

He was hitting it good, pulling your hair and it felt like his dick was twice the size you remembered. He was whispering nasty things in your ear and you pulsed around his cock, orgasm deep and intense.

Bucky felt when you started to dream. Your cunt started leaking around him and you commenced to moving up and down his shaft. He tried to still you by holding on to your hip, but that only made you moan and him swell even more.

“Oh, James…feels so gooooddd. Dick is so big,.. Why this boat? Oh. Don’t care… … don’t stop.”

The realization that you were having a dream about him made him grunt with the effort to hold back. He didn’t want to take advantage of you but… you were calling his name.

Then you started begging.

“Fuck me hard, James… please. Please? Pretty please?”

Your sexy little sleeping voice did things to him, yet he stayed still. You were now fucking yourself on his cock and he was under your spell.

Bucky watched you in the mirror as your face contorted, and when your pussy started squeezing his cock with your dream orgasm, he couldn’t help but push deeper into you, his tip meeting your cervix.

You cried out in your sleep and grasped the pillow. Your orgasm was so intense that it triggered his, and he coated your insides with his spend.

Bucky was undone by you and the power you had over him in your sleep.

“Fuck. Baby. I love you.”

It was a whisper that you wouldn’t remember hearing as you fell into a deeper sleep.

Bucky was panting like he’d run 10 miles, and he didn’t know if it was your enhanced body or his own, but he’d finally spent his energy.

He kissed your shoulder again and fell asleep, still semi-hard inside you. If he died like this it would be more than he ever deserved.

Maybe later you two would make love, fully awake and aware.

But right now you had time.

Take some time and let me know how you feel!

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Mortal Kombat Males X Reader Imagines - VILLAIN EDITION :D - "Falling In Love" - Part 1

Kano, Shang Tsung, Quan Chi, Ermac, Shao Kahn, Baraka, Scorpion, Noob, Goro, Reptile, and Erron Black.

PLEASE if you liked this, check out part two!! It’s the underlined part above :)

Here's some Mortal Kombat villain headcannons! The bold characters are linked to another post I made, and the Italic characters are on this post! I couldn't fit them all onto one post due to the 10 gif limit and 30 hashtag limit, so here's this :P

These are headcannons and I really don't know about some of there's characters backstory and whatever, so don't be surprised if something us wrong. Don't be afraid to inform me :)

I may switch between "you" and "Y/N" a lot :)

Lastly, Shang Tsung's was longer than expected. I um- love him?? Like a lot?? Like, a lot lot?? Mmmmmm????? And you'll see why I say this soon-

EDIT: YA'LL I GOT 100 HEARTS OMG I LOVE YA'LL MMMMMMMMMMM

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Kano

To be honest, to be able to be in a relationship with this man, you'd have to be close to him since he was little. With his job and how often he leaves to fight, he sorta doesn't really have time for relationships. So you'd have to be his childhood friend who cared about him enough to leave with him to start the Black Dragon.

When you were little kids growing up in a trailer park, it was a common rule to never let your kids outside alone as their was a lot of pedophiles and dangerous people. Yet one day, your parents brought you to your neighbor's house where Kano lived. There, you two became close friends.

If you weren't from Australia, then when you began to pick up the accent, Kano would laugh at you a lot and tease you. But you, with a similar personality, would find a way to tease him back just as hard. You two got into a lot of fights when you grew up together from teasing escalating, but you two would have no time to stop and think when someone hurt one of you. That's because it happened once and it's what made you two get the closest you've ever been:

When you were 13, you were encountered by some boys flirtatiously. It wouldn't have been so bad if they were around your age; no, these boys were 19-25. You were alone at the time and were walking home from school, as your school was walking distance, and Kano was sick that day so he didn't walk home with you. You tried to walk away but then one of them grabbed your arm and began to get way too close for comfort. Yet out of no where, Kano came with a metal bat in hand. Rather than announcing his presence, he swung his bat and attempted to fight then off the best he could, but a 13 year old had no chance. When he was being jumped, you tried to defend him and got hurt badly as well. When someone called the cops, they ran off.

Ever since then, Kano was strange and way more protective and violent. His right eye was blurry, yet he swore he had no regret in helping you that day. Although he would never do as much as yell at you anymore, he had no problem yelling at his parents and punching holes in the wall when he got upset. At school, his grades were shit and he got into so many fights that he was kicked out. You were basically the only person he really trusted at that point.

Then he was sent to military school. For three years, you were alone and scared. You carried a 10" knife everywhere with you in case you got hurt since Kano wasn't there; and at school, everyone knew you as the best friend of the asshole who beats the shit out of everyone. No doubt you got bullied hard for it and even jumped. As for Kano, military school was fucking torture with people yelling at him all the time and he couldn't fight back. Yet overtime, he became much, much stronger and bigger. And by the time he was 16, he could no doubt take down a wrestler on the low-medium side.

The day he returned from military school was the happiest part of your life. But when you saw him, he was nearly unrecognizable. He was way more muscular, growing facial, and a bit taller. Of course, not the size he would be as an adult but still larger. Actually, in your eyes, he was hot. You hugged each other and you began to cry hard from happiness. It was a good day.

Yet even though he showed no bit of his violent side to you, at home he became even worse. His anger and hatred towards the people around him was bad enough to where killing them was as simple as that. The next morning of him returning, the police arrived on the scene. You were told that his family was dead and that Kano was missing and damn, did that hurt you so bad.

Kano had snuck into your house weeks later in the middle of the night through your window. When you heard his footsteps, you turned in your bed to find a large figure looming over you. He covered your mouth before you could scream and he told you who he was. Through the moonlight, you could see a metal thing over his eye. He chuckled and told you that he met some people that fixed him up and that he was running away to stay with them for now on. That you have one chance to come him or you'll never see him again.

You were in shock, of course. Yet even so, you packed your bags and stood by his side. It was during a long walk in the forest did he tell you, "I'm so fucking glad you came. You're like an abused puppy; innocent and small yet loyal to some asshole, heh heh."

"You're an asshole, definitely, haha. But you're a damn lot better than everyone else in our life. How could I not go?" You asked but you didn't get a response. It was a mere 5 minutes of silence before he stopped and sighed. You stopped and looked over at him questioningly. "You okay?"

"Y/N," he stated as he grabbed your hands and pulled you close. "This is so fucking cliche but uh...don't judge me for what I'm about to say, okay? It takes a lot to say this, alright?" He growled as his face showed his frustration. You giggled at his flustered face as you listened in on what he was about to say. "I love you, okay? I love you. I'm so fucking happy you came with me; it helped me realize how I felt, okay? You're an amazing person! You always have been and- you’re more real then anyone else I’ve ever met in my life."

Y/N shivered as her cheeks lit up. A smile grew on her face as she grabbed the sides of his face all lovingly. Naturally, that would make Kano feel even more embarrassed. "I love you too. You're an incredible, strong, and independent man with an adorable soft side, hehe." Kano sighed and rolled his eyes, grabbing Y/N's hands and squeezing them. He leaned in for a quick kiss that ended up lasting a few seconds longer than expected. And before you picture this in your mind as loving and beautiful, just know these 16 year olds don't know how to kiss at all-

Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung very proud of his wealth, dignity, talent, looks, skill, and position in the empire of Shao Kahn. He and Quan Chi would unspeakably fight over the position of number one best, which was he before Shao Kahn was defeated by Lui Kang the first time. However, this takes place way before that, before Shang Tsung grew old and hosted the tournament. He's young and proud, and his wealth and looks captured the attention of many people whether male, female, or anything else. However, this time, he caught interest in someone else.

A street dancer dancing graciously in a ring of fire. She wore a traditional dress of yellow, orange, and red that swung around graciously to the rhythm of the fire. It had a strip that revealed her leg to help her move around more. She had her hair up beautifully as to keep it from burning off, and the strands that remained departed swung around with her. Despite clearly being poor, she dances like she's been trained by the best and only the best.

Shang Tsung was in his carriage filled with riches at the time, lavishing the faces of people who envy his wealth and are in need. Yet when saw a large crowd build up around a giant bonfire, he stopped and looked. He commanded his driver to halt so he could see what the commotion was about. Perhaps a large group of people was being burn at the moment. Either way, he was curious, and he wanted to know. He stepped out of the carriage and walked his way passed peasants, shoving them aside and not sparing them a glance.

The performance he saw was astonishing to him. He got to the front of crowd and therefore had the best viewing of the girl's beauty. Not just her dance, but rather her poorly clothes, hair, face, and body was all a wonderful sight. You could even say he was impressed. When the show was over, people tossed coins and praised her way. She bowed and thanked them all, taking the coins and stashing it away in a bag. When she made eye contact with Shang Tsung, who smirked cockily, she pouted her lips and looked away. His dirty money meant nothing to her.

Yet the next week, the same time of night, she danced again. This time, with little creatures of outworld that were trained to preform certain movements whenever their trainer did. This dance was more gracious than the previous, and the next week was more special. Each week, little by little, the dances got more beautiful and awe worthy. And Shang Tsung made sure to attend every one of them off of admiration.

It was only a matter of time before he finally contributed money to her as well; and when he tossed his coin, he made sure it was a lot. When Y/N picked it up, she froze in shock and felt tears form in her eyes. Never once had she ever viewed a coin so valuable. And just from knowing it was Shang Tsung, as he always watched from the front, she made sure to take a deep breath and give to someone more worthy. She threw the coin into the crowd, and someone caught it and yelled in joy.

Shang Tsung felt nothing of her sacrifice, as at least she recognized him as a big enough fan. And yet week after week, he tossed coins and Y/N gave out those coins to the less fortunate. And when he would toss more coins, more peasants people would be given money. And Y/N never made that much at all, as even with all the money she got from the poor peoples, the people were poor and therefore could only give out a little bit. So she was basically making $50 or 50€ every week, which is just enough to survive for a while in this place.

Y/N knew that Shang Tsung knew that she was tossing his money and why. But after a while, she couldn't help but appreciate his offer. I mean, he's giving money to the poor that way, just not directly. And if she's being honest, she was practicing her dances and tricks harder and harder each day just for him. It started to feel more like a team fundraiser to her, actually. And with her growing up peasant streets where everyone is scared to let their pride down in fear of being hurt, she knew there was some cold people out there with a good heart that they hide in fear. Maybe, she thought, this was Shang Tsung's way of doing something good without feeling like it's his fault.

One particular night, however, she was training in a private area alone, but she felt like she was being watched. Although she tried to convince herself that she's paranoid, she knew better. So eventually, she stopped dancing and looked around the broken down home. She saw nothing at all, but she still knew someone was there. Shang Tsung emerged from the shadows and complimented her style. He held out a bag that made a metallic sound inside, meaning it was stacked full of money. Y/N was surprised as all hell and silently took the money with a nervous expression. Shang Tsung then left but told her he expected an even better performance next time.

And that wasn't the last time he done that. And one day, you asked him why he even cared to watch a poor girl's dance when he could afford 10x better dancers. He explained that he himself didn't know, and that he just felt obligated. It turns out the sorcerer was easy to get along with and talk to, so Y/N felt at ease when she spoke to him a few more times.

One day, he requested she would preform for an upcoming festival for the emperor himself. No payment required, no obligations, just a large dance that would be in front of thousands of eyes. He would pay for any attire, equipment, trained animals, special effects, backup dancers, and more just for her. Of course, Y/N agreed. She was put in a carriage with Shang Tsung to be brought to the specified location of the festival. In the carriage, they along well.

Y/N was much quicker to fall in love than he was. She found him wise and strongwilled, even if he was a murderer of thousands. Y/N was naive of course, and Shang Tsung had no problem taking advantage of that either. As they talked, he would bring up promises and praise to her if she agreed to do certain things or agreed with his opinion. Things to make her feel more cared for and appreciated.

During the dance, her performance was better than anything ever seen before. Her movements through fire in her new dress were so eye catching that even the emperor himself wasn't that bored through it, as the impatient man was through all else. Her dance had sections to it and twists that made it all the more surprising. Shang Tsung felt proud, strangely to him, and was sure to praise her for it later.

Just because the festival was over doesn't mean that Y/N and he had no longer talked. Due to their time together when she was practicing for the festival, they're relationship got closer than expected. Actually, Y/N had even considered him a friend. Shang Tsung didn't see her as a peasant, but a friend felt like a stretch to the sorcerer. But still, he definitely could enjoy her company.

Weeks after the festival, Y/N knew she loved him. She felt so stupid for falling in love with someone with power and money, as it made her feel disgusting. But she couldn't help herself. Then a time when the sorcerer noticed a strand of hair not being in the right position, he was sure to fix it for her. She felt so flustered that he'd care to notice something so small. By then, Shang Tsung knew how she felt about him and was sure to use it to just advantage. He is a cursed murderer after all who had been one for hundreds of years, so it's believable for him to still act like that.

The day came when he would invite her to tea whenever he had room for it. His charm was irresistible and Y/N's heart would speed up with every sentence he spoke. Y/N made good company in that time and calmed his nerves each time they met up. But finally the idea came across his mind at the end of one of their meetings: what if he accepted her love? But for what reason, what use? He couldn't think of any reason why he should be with someone he cared for as a friend at best, but at the same time, she was streetsmart and knew basically everyone on the streets.

The idea came to his head at last. Y/N was stealthy and flexible, as well as streetsmart and knowledgeable of all the poor people. Lots of people rebelling against their emperor comes from poor places and the ones who burn down royal buildings often go uncaught. Perhaps she could aid in those situations. Or maybe she would make a good spy in general, hmm? And with that in mind, the next meeting, he said that he perhaps sees her a little bit closer than a friend would. Y/N would grow flustered and confess her own feelings as casually as possible, which wasn't all that successful. "So then," the sorcerer spoke, "it is decided. Mutual respect and care is the core of a loving relationship, is it not? It would make quite a lot of sense for someone with our traits to come together as one soul and two bodies (marriage). We manage well together and could prove useful to one another. You may use my wealth to feed them poor, and I may use your company as comfort."

Y/N agreed hesitantly, but alas still agreed. Shang Tsung wouldn't come to love her until a while later, as those things slowly grow to him. It was maybe the day of marriage when he finally noticed that maybe he did care for her more than a friend. And Y/N, naive to believe she wouldn't be used, was head over heels for the scorcerer.

Quan Chi

Simply put: you are his loyal servant and he, you're world's God. Y/N may not have been a reborn demon sent to hell, no, but rather was once and orphan child who was "saved" by him. Ever since, it was your top priority was to make him happy and to serve him with pride.

You were only 8 when he found you alone and dirty in the streets of Outworld. He just happened to be on his way to a place on the other side of the dark realm and happened to spot you begging for money. He smiled darkly at the misfortune of others and through the window of the carriage, you saw him and recognized him as the wealthy sorcerer. As soon as it clicked in your head that he was Quan Chi, you stood up and ran after the carriage and shouted for help. Amused, he had demanded we the carriage to stop so he could listen to the poor child's plea.

All she asked was money. It was expected to hear her say that, as he's heard the same plea countless times from countless people. But the question he always had was, "what makes you worthy of such wealth?" Typically, the person's response was that they were helpless and/or served under Shao Kahn's command in the army. Those responses were simply repeatetive and meaningless to the sorcerer. Yet the child's response was different and had captured his attention.

"I am capable of summoning a flute that controls the actions of a specific person, or group, who hears it. I can control their body that way and can use them as puppets for any need. I can be useful to Outworld if you'd just lend me help in return!" The poor girl begged, making a few hand motions to summon a flute from her hands. Quan Chi was definitely interested and asked how strong it worked. She replied that it gets stronger by age, according to her mother before she passed. He asked about the girl's parents, and she explained that they had fought for Outworld and died doing so.

So his mind was made up; he would take her under his command as now he sees potential in her. Being a naive young girl, she took this as kindness unlike any other and already took praise of the man. Later, she would be brought to hell and from then on, trained.

Throughout her time under his command, Y/N was taught the many ways of scorcery and how it works. What tricks she was to learn to be useful to him was her choice, but boosting her own speed, defense, and strength was a requirement. As she grew older, the amount of control on a person grew stronger and stronger, and she would finally be capable of playing her flute fast and loud enough to prevent people from easily stopping her. As for her combat skills, she struggled to get the hang of punching and kicking ruthlessly until her opponent was dead. Although she could fight, her skills were that of a normal army man.

When she was 14, Scorpion was brought to hell and reborn. By then, her loyalty and love for Quan Chi had increased tenfold; hell, you may even call it love. Due to the amount of manipulation that murder is normal and that what the baldass scorcerer was doing was good, her love for him was inevitable. What an amazing man to have saved Hanzo and her from a terrible fate. Y/N's love for him was more than a teenage crush, truly. Although she never mentioned it directly, she wasn't keeping it a secret either.

Her cheeks would turn red around him and her smile would never fade. She may have been raised by a serious and cocky man, but only the cockiness of him went on to her. She was still a child and had childish urges to express her love for him in some way; maybe she would praise him in private to the other demons, lost souls, Scorpion, and others. Of course the demon himself knew of her feelings and would use that to his advantage as well. More praise would come out of his mouth whenever she preformed a task for him in order to make her more obligated to aid him.

By the age of 20, Quan Chi had grown onto her as well. He never once saw her as a daughter but rather another hellspawn, even the definition didn't match up. So he beginning to love the find young woman she became wasn't all that strange. Besides, this sort of thing was strangely common in Outworld. I mean, Kitana is an Edenian of hundreds of years old yet she fell in love with the mortal human that is Lui Kang. Quan Chi knew Y/N quite personally as well, so there's that. However, his love her wasn't really love, but rather a love of what she can do for him. Unlike Shang Tsung, he is a demon with a completely different mind of that of a human's so love isn't something he can truly expirence.

Their relationship had never been officially discussed; it sorta something that they both knew existed without any words being said about it. The scorcerer is no fan of PDA, yet in private, spoiling his lover was something he enjoyed doing. And she would repay him back by preforming any task required and sharing her love for him back.

Ermac

A creature with hundreds of souls swarming inside him is a cause for insanity. Imagine being trapped with nearly a thousand people who argue, complain, scream, cry, laugh, kill, save, and clash personalities every second of your life without any possible escape. It would be no surprise if you went fucking insane after a single day of pure despair; you may begin to cut open your skin and put small family airlooms in it to keep it with you at all times because of how much you miss them. You may start to pull out all your teeth and eat them, or snap your bones because you love the sound and feeling of pain. Those examples would be ways of comfort no matter how you look at it, and being incapable of doing anything to co-op with your hellish afterlife is an agony words will never be capable of describing.

Y/N was a simple maid working for Shang Tsung. The sorcerer wouldn't have time to clean up dead bodies and blood in the Flesh Pits when he immediately needs to work on another project, so his maids were the one to deal with that. You were assigned with the task of cleaning up after him. And for a long period of time, cleaning up the scorcerer's Flesh Pits became so long and hard that it became your only chore, and he had been killing many more than usually. Then one day, you over heard talk about a being of hundreds of dead warriors.

There was a creature that showed up in the Pits one day that you couldn't ignore. His green eyes glowed and had waves of green flow through them as if it showed a glimpse of what swarming souls looked like. He was quiet and still, only ever sparing you a glance when you'd clean. This was the being of many dead warriors, and it clicked Y/N quite fast. One day, with Shang Tsung absent, Y/N was cleaning up blood on one of the torture tables when she heard a voice from behind her. No, not a voice; it was like many combined. Frightened, she turned around and saw a tall figure wrapped in bandages staring right at her.

That moment, Y/N thought she was about to massacred into the worst way possible. When the tall man slowly stumbled closer and closer to her, she backed up against the table and covered her head with her arms out of fear, dropping whatever she was holding. In the unfamiliar place that is a chamber of hundreds of souls, it's easy to see that Ermac wouldn't have been stable in his early stages of development. Seeing a beautiful lady was familiar to him but he forgot how to respond as the endless combinations of ideas from each soul were different. Ignore her, compliment her, harm her, befriend her, and others that could either be terrible or better.

"Human girl," was his first ever spoken words to someone other than Shang Tsung. "Your name?" Y/N would looked at him and shiver while answering with her name. The name would repeat endless times in his mind as each soul took their time committing it to memory and getting used to her. It was mentally overwhelming, as easy to tell be how strange he was acting. He was very close to her, perhaps a foot away, eying her as if he'd never seen someone like her before. He was intrigued and too overwhelmed with different ideas to know what to do next other than just stand there. After seconds of silence, Y/N broke the silence.

"What is...your name?" Ermac was took his time to comprehend her question but responded with his name moments later. It got silent again, but an even longer time. Y/N stayed in her protective position the whole time as she could just see in his eyes of how unstable he is. She didn't know what he was capable of and if he knew what he was doing. Finally, the sounds of footsteps echoed throughout the place and scorcerer returned. He motioned for Ermac to leave when he saw the situation and apologized to Y/N.

The next time this happened, the interaction wasn't much different. He appeared behind her when she wasn't looking and said her name in his voice that contained hundreds of sounds in it. She was startled again and dropped whatever she was doing. "Ermac...Can I help you somehow," she asked despite the shakiness in her voice. Ermac simply got close again and stared at her. He said that he just wanted to look at her as she was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. A shiver went down Y/N's spine but she pretended to hide it. Then Shang Tsung arrived and took him away.

The third time was similar, as was the fourth and fifth. The main difference was that he was quicker to respond and had less exaggerated movements. He wasn't stumbling to walk due to the many souls not knowing where to go, and was able to comprehend her words to him much faster than before. And eventually, it was clear his intentions weren't devious at all but rather just him being curious about the lovely girl he sees everyday.

Ermac, the moment he saw her, was in love. For someone so mentally unstable without anyone but her and Shang Tsung, any connection with anyone wad precious. And the beautiful girl was someone he immediately fell in love with for responding to him politely and acknowledging him. His souls may not be able to co-op with their claustrophobia.

One occurrence was when Y/N was cleaning the floors and suddenly Ermac appeared. She smiled at him nervously when she saw him and said hello, which he replied by asking how she is. Somewhere in the conversation, Y/N had asked how many people were in him. He was silent for a moment before saying that can't count but it's more than a hundred. Ermac then apologized for how he was when he first met, as his souls couldn't understand what was going on around them and were constantly at war. Y/N sympathized with him and told him that it was alright, and that she's glad he's getting over it.

They're conversations got more normal and longer from then on, and she noticed that each visit was more intelligent than the next. The souls were learning to understand their body and minds with the help of Shang Tsung, forming an overall personality among them. Of course, Ermac's strong immediate feelings for the girl never disappeared, like how his loyalty for Shang Tsung hadn't even though each soul was killed by him in the past. He was a soft spoken guy who showed incredible power and had not yet been introduced to the battles he was made to fight. Due to not having the corruption in him yet, he showed his soft spot a lot, even if his expression was always empty of emotion.

At Ermac became more stable, Y/N inevitably began to love him back. He was polite to her despite her just being a maid, and treated her as an equal. That was something she could respect more than anything else. And confessing wasn't that hard either; Ermac's souls have seen so much in past lives that any "surprising event" wasn't surprising at all but rather seen as something that just so happened to happen with nothing else to it. So a time when he would randomly say he cared for her, she said she cared for him more. The next time he said he cared deeply for her, she said she loved him. And that's how it began.

Y/N is simply a hard worker who gets anxiety easily. Yet even so, Ermac saw a lot in her due to the fact there wasn't many people to examine anyway. In their relationship, Ermac came to easily tell when the younger girl was nervous by examining her body language. When that happened, he learned that her comfort was being touched; whether a hug, holding hands, playing with her hair, or whatever else, it would distract her from her anxiety. Ermac would become more civilized over time, but Y/N was okay with that change even if his soft side wasn't seen as much. I mean, it benefits him, don't it?

Shao Kahn

Y/N is a strong, independent, calm, collected, and skilled fighter who can find away around the toughest situations. She was easily on par with the scorcerers themselves on some things, and advanced in others. She knew Chinese, English, Edenian, and Japanese and was very skilled in medical arts. In some cases, she could be considered legendary for her abilities. She was a general in Shao Kahn's army and had not once came close to losing. In her training, during breaks the armies were required to learn about medical treatments in order to ensure lesser deaths. She was tactical and thorough in her works along with beautiful, thus earning her many admirers everywhere she went. However, she was known for being quite emotionless and therefore not very capable of accepting praise.

At 14, she was brought into the military for being capable of managing nearly every problem that came her way. Even the grown men she fought along side with struggled to keep up with her. Hell, she'd even train people who struggled to keep up and prove to be of good use. By 16, she was right below the power of the general. By 17, she had total control over an entire army and she knew how to train them properly. Women were uncommon in these positions so word quickly spread. No doubt the emperor himself would want to gain knowledge of this girl as well.

When Y/N was requested to meet up with other people in power at the empire of Outworld, she held in her pure excitement. But on the inside, she was anxious and happy as all hell. And when she stepped place onto those pure palace floors, she felt so honored. When she first arrived, there was a man who was assigned to escort her to the emperor. He introduced himself as Shang Tsung, Shao Kahn's right hand man. Kn the way to the throne room, he explained why Shao Kahn wanted her in and what he had planned. Long story short, the stories he heard of her was that she was greater than any warrior Outworld had ever seen, and in others they said they witnessed her take on dozens of men at once and came out scratchless.

When she arrived into the throne room, her eyes laid right on the emperor straight away. By his side was Outworld's very princess of blue and her guar of green, and on his other side was a demon known for his powerful scorcery. Guards surrounded the doors and room to only stress the authority of the emperor.

Simply put, you were offered a position next to his scorcerers as a high authority General. But first, you would have to prove your strength to him; to prove your capabilities true. And yet, even up against the two scorcerers themselves, you had won. That was enough to prove to the emperor of your capabilities, thus earning you the job. You couldn't let it show, but your gratitude was immeasurable and suppressed under a small smile and a few lines of dialog.

She admitted that she wasn't all that stronger than the both of them together, but she managed to win easily by analyzing their attack styles and countering it. Impressed, she was given a position in the army.

Y/N's greatest honor in the world is serving the emperor. She was completely swallowed into admiration and radiated none less but the highest respect. As for Shao Kahn, he only respected and trusted the girl back. No doubt that his admiration for her went from professional to something a little more, but it's not the kind of liking that anyone may expect. Yes, he was the emperor but he was still more than capable of real love.

Most would think that love is something that would hold back people, but not to him. To Shao Kahn, every emotion is very important and useful when making decisions. And if he felt falling in love with Sindel centuries ago woul help maintain a kingdom, then he had no problem falling in love with her. And the plan worked. Shao Kahn has a way of blocking out emotions though, showing really just anger. However there's a lot happening in that man.

Y/N would be sent on so many missions and come back with a mere few scratches on her. At some point, even the scorcerers became jealous of the girl's attention from the emperor. It was a matter of time until Shang Tsung asked her how she managed to be so safe all the time. She simply said that she was born with an ability that fights with her without command.

Y/N was one to not care for praise, hate, flirts, or conversation in general. Her empty look was proof of which. Yet when thr emperor's praise became more and more personal and sensual, Y/M couldn't help but feel her legs weaken and her heart pound. The unfamiliar feeling made her hella nervous, and Kitana made her understand what it was.

As this takes place before the tournament, Mileena and all them aren't there. Kitana is, however, and she confronts Y/N one day without fear. She mentions how her father has taken a liking to her and that she knows how she feels about him. Kitana then told the story of how her mother died for the kingdom, and asked if Y/N really wanted to be used as a pawn. Y/N smiled at the girl who was clearly hurt and explained that she's already bound by servitude.

One day, Shao Kahn had asked the girl to go somewhere with her private. It was a strange part if the palace no one but the emperor knew existed; it was beautiful. A little pond, trees, and pure peace. It was still within walls of the empire however, as if the area was an indoor garden. And through the windows has a good view of Outworld. Y/N was brought over to a window and explained, "Y/N, everything you see out these very windows could be your's. For as long as I live, if you let me take you as my bride, I shall give you everything you could ever want. This is your decision, but choose wisely."

Of course Y/N had to agree. She knew it would hurt Kitana, as the girl clearly grew to like her, but the emperor was her main goal.

Baraka

The daughter of Sindel and Shao Kahn, the half sister of Kitana and Mileena, is Princess Y/N, a noble girl of beauty and riches beyond comprehension. This girl was born into a warm castle, clean air, money, good clothing, and loving family, a trusting sister, and much more. Her father, Shao Kahn, was very loving towards her and clearly saw her as his greatest achievement besides being emperor. Kitana loved and protected her younger sister from the the day she was born into this world. Sindel loved both her daughters equally, however she decided to abandon them only a mere week from Y/N's birth to protect her kingdom.

Despite her parents, Y/N is a kind and humble soul who sees life beyond her kingdom and pities the poor folk without the ability to be free from their harsh world. She was a strong fighter, one that could nearly defeat Shao Kahn, and her siren-like magic was incredible. Her voice was that of a mythological being; capable of manipulating emotions, thoughts, and even movements of her opponents. Of course let's not forget her shared Kiss of Death.

A leader of the most despised, aggressive, poor specie known to Outworld, a creature born into cold, hateful lands, and a being born with dangerous spikes was Baraka, the leader of the specie of Tarkatan. He was hairless with evil eyes, sharp teeth, and bones that poke out of his skin that can be used as weapons. He's powerful, untamed, and cruel to all those who piss him off. He was born into a harsh life with no one to aid but him or guide him but himself. That is all he is, ever will be, and nothing will ever change that.

Yet Baraka had earned himself into the place of Shao Kahn, and with a role that would get him massacred for if he dared step out of line for even a moment. Y/N had been training with her father, and she was perfect and agile the whole time, however there was one thing that she always did to pass her father off; no matter who or what she fought, she would never finish them. Years and years of training, and she would never kill. This earned her many punishments, such as being humiliated or beat; afterall, this is Shao Kahn who raised her.

Y/N wasn't let outside the kingdom either. She was considered too weak and fragile because she wouldn't kill. So a fee times, she tried to escape but was caught by either one of the sorcerers, a guard, her sister, or her father. At some point, Shao Kahn wanted someone to keep watch of his daughter to ensure she would never step out of line. And that someone was the savage himself.

Baraka would walk and follow her every place she went no matter what, even if it got the princess mad. Kitana could never convince Y/N to just kill something to make her father stop hurting her, but it just wanted in the girl's heart. The only time Y/N would allowed to be by herself was when she bathed, and even then Baraka would stand outside the room waiting. Baraka had never spoken to her unless she spoke to him, as ordered, but one particular day he didn't follow that order.

Y/N had just gotten clean and decided to quickly get dry and dressed before leaving the room, as normal. Yet what Baraka hadn't seen was that she carried a knife with her to the bathroom, which could be used to pry open the window silently and sneak out. She would shove the knife between the walls and window to pop it out of place without shattering it. Then, she slowly stuck one leg before the other out, until eventually— Baraka noticed the girl was taking a longer time then usual, so he called out asking if she was okay. She yelled out that she was okay, but the tone in her voice just told him to bolt in and check on her.

Once Baraka caught her, she hmphed and jumped out the window, landing on the roof. The roof was curvy and Y/N risked sliding down and hurting herself as she ran away, jumping from platform to platform. She felt so mischievous and free just being outside the castle doors. But Baraka was used to these times of platforms and could easily navigate across the roof to catch up to her. Y/N heard Baraka gaining on her, so she began to sing a song loudly that wasn't affected by her movements. Yet due to the wind and the sound of his loud footsteps, Baraka hardly heard her song and therefore wasn't affected.

Eventually, Y/N slipped on a tile, caused her to fall down and roll down the curvy rooftop. Hell, she even fell off the edge, thankfully grabbing one of the spikes poking out from the rooftop. She gasped loudly, fucking terrified, and hanging on for dear life. Baraka growled loudly as he came over to her, and glared at her rather than helping her up instantly. He hissed out words that made Y/N feel hella bad; ungrateful, you don't understand what it's like to be me, and other things. When it looked like Y/N was at her breaking point, he finally helped her up. He carried her bridal style back to her room to ensure she doesn't run off again.

Along the way, she was silent. And the next day, she wasn't as annoyed as usual with her body guard. Actually, instead, she started to ask about his specie and life, and he was obligated to answer. Baraka spoke of the hardships of his specie and how hard he fought just to keep what was remaining of his specie to survive. He spoke of how he got his position under Shao Kahn and how his early life was, and why he does what he does. Y/N felt terrible for the man, and hearing him go through so much nearly made her cry.

I guess calling her humble earlier seemed like a bad description word, hmm? After all, she tried escaping what she should be grateful for, right? But do keep in mind that Y/N isn't one for harassing, taunting, complaining much, keeping things to herself, and even escaping. You see, that time was just a one time thing and after dealing with backlash from her father, she would never attempt it again.

It's simple, really; Y/N would walk around the kingdom and ask Baraka about himself, then he would ask about her. It was simple and in depth before, but became more casual and friendly later on. Hell, it turns out the two opposites had a lot in common. After a mere month of constant talking, the two were very close.

One day, during training, Y/N had refused to kill yet again. Shao Kahn, of course, was pissed and had no issue harming his daughter more than usual to try to make her kill. Yet she wouldn't. Afterwards, she was sent to her room where Baraka had followed. She wasn't going to cry in front of someone, but damn she felt like she had to. Baraka sorta growled and tried to persuade her to do it once. Just make their death quick and painless; hell, use her voice to ensure they don't even notice the pain their in. Eventually, he convinced her after days.

Shao Kahn couldn't be happier. And Y/N, though relieved her father wouldn't hurt her, felt terrible. Later that day, she was on the verge of tears when she thought about that poor creature. Baraka had hugged her and told her it was okay, that she didn't have to worry because at least they wouldn't have to fight in the coliseum. Damn, even hours of hearing the princess explain why she always feels so bad, Baraka stood by her side the whole time and comforted her. That day, Y/N giggled sadly and said that she can't understand the things said about Tarkatans when Baraka was the nicest guy she ever met.

About a year later, Y/N had earned her father's respect by being able to fight whoever and kill them without worrying. She did it quick and painlessly, ensuring her siren voice made their nerves stop working. Baraka was a close friend who stood by her side proudly, though he came to realize his work as a body guard was done. Y/N had her father's trust, so he wasn't needed anymore.

"I am going to miss you very much, Baraka," the princess told the Tarkatan in a private room. "You are as close as Kitana to me, really. I bid you best of luck." Baraka had exchanged his goodbyes as well, but right before leaving, Y/N had hugged him tightly. Then, after he hugged back and pulled away, she kissed him on the "lips." When Baraka left, he knew had fell in love with the princess and the princess had loved him back just as much.

[2lim3rz]

Hey here’s an interesting idea! Y’know how sometimes the primarchs are regarded as “gene-father” by some people? Well what would it be like if the primarchs were actually dads? (This is a headcanons request, just to clarify). Like how would each of them react to their fem!s/o being pregnant (you can choose the gender of the baby), and for the traitor primarchs (except for Horus), how about headcanons on what kind of father they would be (like after they fell to chaos)

Hey anon

I love you, that's it, I love you so much this is kaksjdfkajsdflkh MmmmmmMMMMM Papa Primarchs I nEEEEDded

I'll do as many as I can, but for some I haven't delved into at all I might give them my best shot

THE PRIMARCHS AS FATHERS [PRIMARCHS X READER] [PRE+POST!HERESY PART 1]

LORGAR AURELIAN

First off, how the fuck do you inform a Primarch he's a father? Especially Lorgar? It's bad enough he's dealing with Kor Phaeron and the general shit he gets from life. Well not bad, because Lorgar is maybe the most blushiest Primarch you've ever seen [nevermind the only one] but..

Oh boy. You have bigger problems now because no one's ever thought of what to do if a Primarch faints. Seriously. Lorgar would faint at the news of him having a child.

Mostly because.. no one exactly knew if a Primarch can have a kid. Seriously, it was rumored that Space Marines could but no one ever gave them much credit because of all of the warring, there was no need to look into it

After the initial scare [mostly Lorgar, all Lorgar] and being in a general fit of what the hell is going to happen with the Primarch's kid growing in you, he would walk on up, confident at first but you can see extreme unease on his face

That is until he kneels down and hugs you. Before picking you up and laughing before setting you down in caution and concern. All logic and science left behind in the fact that, reasonably, he should know there'd be no harm done with a spin-around hug, but nonetheless

Kor Phaeron is unreasonably a piss baby about it, but no one cares about that and hot damn be ready to have Erebus be an annoying bastard as ever

Nonetheless, you have a VERY excited and clingy Primarch to deal with now

ANGRON

First of all, Angron is one of the Primarchs that is a sheer miracle that you managed to wrangle him in enough to sleep with you. Given that despite him being gentle, it's the equivalent of fucking a bull high on bathsalts and rabid as hell sometimes, so honestly maybe it's a mild miracle you're alive instead of literally screwed to death

The moment you reveal you're pregnant, it's very mixed emotions. That's clear enough, the one you [or if there were any witnesses] or anyone else didn't expect was the tears. The gentlest caress over you for his hands to settle on your stomach

Part of it would be guilt. Part of it would be joy. It's both and he's just.. so happy. So sadly happy. How could he dare bring or let you bring a child in the world? Logic demands to get rid of it

But he's so happy. So happy that he got to fight through and be coherent about the whole ordeal

You are going to be one fiercely protected mama. Even if the Emperor himself wanted to get rid of you/the child, he is going to go buckfuck wild

Also I'm not saying he's going to be clingy but there's gonna be a bunch of times you'd have to convince him to give you space

SANGUINIUS

I'm breaking y'all's hearts and saying that Sanguinius will not react good at all

Seriously, Sanguinius.exe gone. And startlingly enough, he'd probably take you to the medicae again just to have you looked over again. He's not going to show he's stressed or nervous, but you know he is. Mostly with how kinda brisk he's acting about all this

Sanguinius would be super worried tbh. He's a primarch, it's hard enough to be so gentle and while he is naturally easygoing, it wears on him sometimes. Overall; this bitch a worrywort. Prepare for lots of convincing him he'd be a good dad

Sike, Horus would slap Sanguinius out of it. Mostly literally but mostly not while maybe one or two of the other primarchs would LITERALLY slap him out of it if given the chance

In the end, it's up to Roboute, Horus, and even Jaghatai to convince his dumbass to chill and STOP MOLTING FEATHERS EVERYWHERE