#they are the angel and devil on Ren's shoulder

[indigo-flightly-falls]

Small oneshot from new AU

"Etho!"

The shriek from the teen carried across the street, causing the white-haired teen to pause.

"What, you can't take a bit of arson?" Etho held up the lighter that caused this whole mess, a teasing smirk under his mask.

"Etho. Not many people actively want to commit arson in daylight." Fundy argued back, gesturing to the sun high above them. It was barely past noon and Etho was already trying to do crime.

"Fine." The ninja groaned, putting his lighter away in his jacket. He looked back up at Fundy a twinkle in his eyes. The ginger sighed.

"What are we doing this time?"

"Pranking the freshmen trio." And with that, the Canadian ninja walked away, with Fundy stammering out questions behind him.

"I am not quiet sure that's a good idea!"

He finally caught up to Etho. The teen was fast for his age. "Remember that I still live with Tommy!"

Etho turned around, a look of mischief in what little Fundy could see of his face. "Come on, it'll be fun! Besides, you're moving out this month!"

Fundy sighed. "Fine."

He didn't want admit that Etho had two very good points. It might sound weird to anyone who didn't live in their little town, but it was fairly common for teens seventeen and older live on their own, although there were a few cases of sixteen year olds moving in with a another teen.

But whatever, Fundy was happy in the town, no matter what other people thought.

He and Etho ran through the streets, laughing and yelling random things to each other, such as animal facts, video game mechanics, and writing ideas. There was no doubt that they were disturbing at least half the town, but they didn't care.

They were living life to its fullest.

[shawtuzi]

I need one with eren talking you through it, when its ROUGH (...and maybe a daddy kink)

ouuuu…..i like the way you think (i made this a plug!eren drabble bc i miss him)

cw include: black fem!reader, bratty reader like real bad, it’s a little angsty but y’all already know i cant resist a happy ending, levi makes the briefest appearance i don’t even mention his name lmao (he’s the supplier), eren is pretty rough, spanking, pain play??? idk man, unprotected sex, daddy kink, overstimulation, spitting, choking, lots of dirty talk, reader eventually passes out from the overstimulation but don’t worry there is aftercare///NOT PROOFREAD

“how much longer ren m’so bored,” you sighed leaning your head against the window. eren looked at the gps on his phone muttering out, “should be there in ten more minutes.” he made a mental note to drive a little more carefully so you wouldn’t bump your head against the window, afraid that would make you more crabby than you already were.

the two of you were on the way to his suppliers house and the long drive had you crawling out of your skin, you were so damn bored. he insisted you stay home knowing you hated long drives but you being you said otherwise and joined him anyways. “ten more minutes?! i feel like we’ve been driving for hoursss,” you puffed air through your cheeks and closed your eyes hoping the next time you opened them you’d be there.

after fifteen minutes you finally made it to your destination mumbling out a ‘fucking finally’ that didn’t go unnoticed by eren. “stay here i’ll be back in a few,” he spoke softly giving your forehead a kiss before making his way into the house. another ten minutes passed and eren still hadn’t come out making your mood even more sour. you nibbled on your lip contemplating if you should knock on the door— the angel on your shoulder was telling you to stay in the car and wait patiently, maybe even apologize for being so bratty. the devil on the other hand was telling you to storm in the house and tell eren to speed up the process.

before you even knew it you were getting out of the car and knocking on the door, your bracelets jangling on your wrist as you did so. “who the fuck is it?” someone yelled from behind the door making you jump. “uhm— i’m looking for my boyfriend…eren,” you said back, feeling your heart rate begin to speed up.

a few seconds later the door swung open and there eren was, a confused look on his face. “i thought i told you to wait in the car,” he sighed trying his absolute hardest to be patient with you. you put your hand on your hip, your brows furrowing “you were taking too long and i’m ready to go.” eren grabbed your arm and yanked you in the house before shutting the door, “look i’ll be done in a few just wait her—” you interrupted eren with a sharp ‘no i wanna go now!’

eren’s face turned stoic, showing no emotion as you threw your little temper tantrum. just as you finished your bratty rant a man a few inches taller than you came out of literally nowhere and handed eren a backpack, “sorry for the wait i’ll see you same time again next week.” eren nodded and dapped the man up before ushering you out of the door, not saying a word. he was absolutely fuming meanwhile you were as happy as could be because you were finally heading back home.

the drive back was eerily silent, not even the radio was on it was almost like eren wanted you to know he was irritated with you. finally he spoke up, “why did you act like that?” he asked not taking his eyes off the road. “like what?….” you mumbled knowing good and well what he was talking about. eren let out a long sigh, clenching his jaw tightly. “like a fucking brat,” he spat out now looking over at you. it was silent for a few moments only making him more upset, “answer me y/n,” he commanded making you shrink into your seat.

you didn’t even have it in you to give him a snarky remark. it was still radio silence and that’s what finally made eren pull over on the side of the road. eren grabbed a half smoked blunt from the ashtray sitting in the center console before sparking it, not even bothering to crack a window.

“that guy is like my fucking boss y/n you know this, and you also know he doesn’t tolerate any bullshit i’ve told you this countless times. you’re lucky he didn’t see you throwing your little temper tantrum,” eren didn’t raise his voice not once but you still felt like crying from embarrassment. “m’sorry ren i was just so bored—” eren cut you off quickly holding his hand up. “i told you you’d be better off staying at our place while i went didn’t i?” you didn’t say anything instead you just nodded your head. “you insisted on coming though and when i told you to behave yourself just a for little what did you do?” he asked cocking his eyebrow. you stared down at your lap, twirling the promise ring he’d recently bought for you around your finger. “i was acting out,” you mumbled feeling a stray tear begin to make its way down you cheek, eren was quick to wipe it away though.

eren took a long hit of the blunt before setting it aside, taking your hands in his much larger ones. “hey none of that crying shit now okay? i’m not mad at you,” he said in a much gentler tone. for the first time in what felt like ages you finally looked him in the eye. “promise you aren’t mad?” you sniffled, your eyes glassy with unshed tears. he hummed pressing a kiss to the promise ring, “i promise.” eren reached over and unbuckled your seatbelt, maneuvering you onto his lap. “could never be mad at you even if i should be,” he chuckled pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. he leaned in closer till his lips were by your ear before whispering, “but that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.”

the rest of the drive home your heart was practically pumping out of chest as you wondered what eren planned to do with you. sure he always threatened to bend you over his lap or use you to get himself off and leave you high and dry but he never actually acted upon it. “go inside and wait in the room for me i just gotta make a call real quick,” he pressed a kiss to your trembling hand before sending you on your way. you were petrified yet confusingly excited for eren had in store for you.

‘new level’ by a$ap ferg blasted throughout the cars speakers as eren smoked away the remainder of the blunt he had. he didn’t really have someone to call he just wanted a little time to plot, smoking always brought out the creative side in him. “what am i gonna do with her?” eren hummed, bringing the blunt to his lips.

while eren was still scheming in the car, you were sitting as still as a statue on your shared bed, hands folded in your lap. you were getting a little worried when ten minutes had passed and he still hadn’t come in, but you worries were washed away when you heard the door open. eren made a pit stop at the fridge and grabbed two water bottles before making his way to your room. he had ditched the hoodie he was wearing, leaving him in his tight long sleeve shirt and sweatpants.

he stared at you for a moment, his eyes red and glassy. “take your clothes off, no talking” was all he said and you made work to rid yourself of your crop top and mini skirt. goosebumps began to cover your skin, your nipples hardening from the cool air as well.

eren slowly walked over to the bed, admiring your beauty and obedience before gripping your jaw roughly. “you’re real spoiled y’know that?” his voice held no emotion as he continued to keep your jaw in his grip, squeezing ever so softly to make your lips pucker up. you attempted to apologize, keyword attempted, but it only made eren laugh. “nah i don’t think you’re really sorry, but you will be,” he took a seat next to you on the bed and pointed at his lap. you looked at him with wide eyes and it took everything in him to not crack on the spot.

you slowly but surely laid your body over his lap to which he responded with a low ‘that’s my pretty girl’. he ran his hands over your ass cheeks, feeling up the petal soft skin before giving your right cheek a quick slap. you squealed out his name but he only responded with another slap, this time a little tougher than the last. “shut your mouth before i shut it for you and trust me you don’t want me to do that,” he gave your left cheek three quick slaps, making your body jolt. you were in so much stinging pain you hadn’t even noticed your pussy was dripping wet, making a damp spot on eren’s sweats.

eren swiped two fingers through your sopping folds, a low groan rumbling in his chest at the feeling of your essence coating his digits. “looks like your enjoying this shit a little more than you should huh? so fuckin’ nasty,” he spanked your pussy and that’s when you finally let out a broken moan. eren licked his lips and did it again, and again, and again until your thighs clenched together, the damp spot on eren’s sweats growing by the second. eren threw his head back laughing like something genuinely funny had happened. he lowered his head, bringing his lips extremely close to your ear, “did you just cum from getting your slutty little pussy slapped? hm?”

you were too embarrassed to say anything and just nodded, but that wasn’t enough for eren. his fingers made their way back to your pussy, spreading open your lips before pressing down harshly on your clit. “if you want me to move my fingers i need to hear your voice loud and clear mama,” he pinched your clit harshly and you whined, gripping the soft material of his sweatpants between your trembling fingers. “yes…that’s what i came from,” you mumbled into his thigh, your ears burning from embarrassment. eren yanked your head up by you braids and pinched your clit once more, he wasn’t even close to satisfied with your answer.

“and what exactly did you cum from hm? say that shit or the only way you’ll be getting off tonight is by grinding on my shoes.” he didn’t mean it but from the look on your face you thought he was deadass. it was hilarious to him. “i—i came from you…” eren began to rub quick little circles on your poor clit. “came from what mama? go ‘head and say it.” tears were beginning to pool at your lash line—god this was so humiliating. “i came from you slapping my—hah! m-my pussy! i came from that and it was so—so good p-please do it again!” eren halted his movements, an evil grin making its way onto his lips.

with ease he had lifted you off his lap and had you flat on your back. “you should know better than to ask for shit during your punishment…but i guess all that pretty little head knows is how to spot expensive shit from a mile away and taking dick,” his words were harsh, sure, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have your pussy clenching around nothing. he’s never been this way with you and honestly it was a trip! maybe you’d have to start pissing him off more oft—

“hey? you listening to me?” eren snapped his fingers in front of your face, bringing you back to reality. “yes, yes m’sorry im listening,” eren hummed and gave your forehead a sweet kiss, mumbling something about how the safe-word was ‘red’. “you know i love you more than anything in this world right?” he spoke softly, pulling down his sweatpants and briefs. you looked him in his eyes, giving him a small smile “yes of course i know that ren.” eren swiped his dick between your soaked folds, making sure to bump at your clit with his tip. “good….because m’not gonna lie im about to fuck you like i don’t,” before you could even process his words he fully sheathed himself inside of you.

you tried to pull away but eren made quick work to push your knees to your shoulders, keeping you in the most intense mating press he’s ever had you in. he’d usually prep you a bunch but unfortunately for you that wasn’t happening tonight. “you good?” he spoke softly, tapping your cheek a few times. although the stinging stretch was a bother you had no intentions on stopping him, which is why you were quick to nod your head letting him know all was well.

eren took that as his sign to start giving you rough, deep strokes. “cant believe after all the times we’ve fucked you’re still so goddamn tight,” he growled, slapping your face. it caught you completely off guard by mannn did you fucking love it. “do t-that again—smack me,” eren breathlessly chuckled and happily smacked you once again, giving the stinging skin a wet kiss afterwards.

“f-fuck open your mouth,” you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue with zero hesitation, moaning loudly when a glob of spit fell from eren’s lips and into your mouth. “what do you say?” eren picked up the pace of his thrusts, the harsh claps of his thighs against your reddening up his skin. “thank you—thank you daddy! s-shit m’gonna cum!” you squeezed around eren like a vice, nearly forcing him to halt his movements. “that was good,” he hummed, giving your sweaty forehead kiss.

“but we’re not done yet.”

45 minutes later…..

“oh my fuckin’ goodness,” you sobbed into the pillow eren had pushed your face into. six damn orgasms and he was still showing no signs of stopping. he really was fucking you like he hated your guts. “i know baby, i know. feels good yeah?” eren whispered in your ear, nibbling on the lobe. he had you in backshots previously, but after your sixth orgasm your body had collapsed onto the mattress. he wasn’t even thrown off, instead he just pressed his chest against your back and slowly rocked into you. the damp sheets were now grinding roughly onto your clit and it had you seeing stars.

eren had came three times, each time inside your pussy making an even bigger mess. if your mind wasn’t so fuzzy you would’ve gotten embarrassed from how loud the squelching sounds of your pussy were, but fortunately for you you could barely even remember your name let alone background noise. “that’s right baby just keep on takin’ it don’t run from it,” he moaned directly into your ear as he emptied his fourth load into your spent pussy. surely he was done now right??? wrong. so so wrong.

“eren—daddy i don’t think i can take no more,” you whimpered in defeat as he turned you on your back once more. eren settled on his knees, wrapping your legs around his waist. “you wanna use the safe word?” he queried, stuffing any cum that seeped out of your pussy back into you. when he was met with silence he smirked. “yeah that’s what a thought.”

he tapped his tip against your swollen clit before slipping back into your pussy, groaning at the warmth that enveloped him. “such a pretty lil thing i love you so so much. my sweet girl mmm you’re my sweet girl right? all mine?” he was now babbling nonsense just as much as you were. in the process of fucking you dumb he had also managed to fuck himself stupid. figures.

“o-oh! yes ren m’all y-yours!” you let out a pornographic moan and eren quickly silenced you by wrapping his hand around your throat. there was pressure but not enough to fully block your airway. eren used his free hand to rub sloppy circles on your clit with his thumb, making your body full tense up. ‘cumming…cumming’ was all you managed to get out before a stream of clear liquid hit eren’s pelvis and yet he still did not stop.

“yeah that’s right let it out baby c’mon gimme some more,” eren pulled out and began aggressively tapping his tip against your clit. your back arched off the bed as you squirted again and that’s when you blacked out. eren made quick work to lay down and pull your shaking body into his, mumbling out praises left and right. “c’mon baby come back to me…that’s it there you go, my sweet girl—my precious girl,” when your eyes cracked open you were met with eren’s angelic face smiling down at you. you sniffled, burying your face in his neck. “i’m sorry…sorry for acting out, won’t do it again i promise,” you mumbled giving his neck little kisses.

eren shook his head, that was the least of his concerns all he wanted to do in this moment was coddle you and love on you with everything he had. “don’t worry about that mama, you just worry about regulating your breathing yeah? take a few deep breathes with me,” that helped immensely and although you were ready to go tf to bed you still needed to be cleaned up… and so did eren….and so did the blankets and sheets. “don’t fall asleep on me just yet princess, m’gonna run you a bath okay?” he waited for you to nod in understanding before picking up your limp body and bringing you to the bathroom.

he filled the bath with hot water and your favorite scented bath salts before setting you in there (but not before testing the water to make sure it didn’t scald your skin ofc). while you relaxed your sore muscles in the bath eren changed the sheets, he couldn’t help but smirk at the huge wet spot along with multiple little damp spots on the material.

“how you feeling mama?” he asked as soon as he walked back into the bathroom. you hummed, looking up at him with nothing but pure love and adoration. “sore…and i still need to wrap my hair up…” you trailed off making eren chuckle. he leant down giving your lips one, two, three kisses the last one being longer than the others. “don’t worry about that i’ll take care of it when you get out,” you let out a sigh of relief and eren laughed once again.

man did this man fucking love you. that’s why he got your eyes tatted on his forearm the very next day heje

[mosaickiwi]

Fall Unto Me (part four)

Part one, part two, part three

The end of Angel!Angel and Demon!Ren yayyyy I'm sooo excited to have the rest of my brain back!!! IT'S FINALLY OVER (mostly).

A very long and nonsensical string of writing thoughts and notes on it will be posted much later. Also if anyone wants to ask questions I can answer them in the infodump or on discord if you want a more immediate response... I hope you enjoy da finale 👉👈 sorry this is my baby i really love talking about it but it was impossible til now fjdslkjflks

cw// religious themes

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

That mundane, quiet night had taken a turn for the better. You could barely move a muscle after trying to settle your curious desires for your devilish companion, though they still remained. The books and red string were put back where they belonged before you found yourself cradled in strong arms and curled under silken sheets.

Ren had brought you to rest in bed, arms keeping you securely nestled at their side. His bare chest felt incredibly warm against your cheek. The sound of their heart beat steadily, and you moved your head to hear it better. Mesmerizing, and comforting. 

“I'm… tired? Fatigued?” you muttered aloud. It was so hard to stay awake, your eyes kept fluttering. You’d never been quite so drained before.

He gently held your chin to look at you, smiling all the while. “Why do you think? You’re an absolutely ravenous angel. Were it not for that fatigue, you’d surely still have me pinned on the floor with your head thrown back in—”

“Hey!” you interrupted him. The casual way they said it had you suddenly embarrassed. Being aware of your newfound… ‘ravenous’ side was something else entirely.

“It was a wonderful sight, my love, little angel,” he sang your praises with adoration, ending at a word. That word. The one you didn’t know.

An odd little pet name you were all the more curious about.

“What's that word you keep saying?” you asked and his eyes suddenly widened. “I love all the endearing things you call me, but that one—I can't place it.”

“...Oh, love,” he whispered, muffled as they leaned down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. “I’m so sorry. I won't use it anymore.”

“Huh? Is it something bad?” You weren't sure what he meant by that, but you knew well and good they'd never say something cruel to you, let alone call you by a cruel word. Nonsensical as the question was, no other reason came to mind.

“Not at all. It's my favorite word,” his voice was soft, almost heartbroken. “I didn't think you'd forget it so soon… I'll tell you when you're ready, I promise. For now, you only need to rest.”

A simple nod in response on your part. You accepted the answer so easily. There was nothing to worry about anymore. With how exhausted you were from the act, sleep was a natural decision. You could talk in the morning. Or any morning after, you no longer minded. Eventually you'd leave, so what was another few days or weeks?

You settled in and closed your eyes, lulled to sleep by their heartbeat in your ear.

💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤

Cold. You woke up cold. Jolted awake from your own nightmare of falling, drowning in the endless clouds that you once walked upon with ease, only to land in the depths of the freezing ocean below you. With a hushed gasp, you sat up in bed.

The devil was asleep right beside you. Pink hair stained with eerie grays from the moon’s glow through the open window, horns so dark they almost blended into the shadows, ghastly inked patterns that crawled from their shoulders down to their hands. 

One of his was laced tightly with yours. 

You trembled as you slowly pried his fingers away, crawled backwards on the bed until you felt nothing under you and almost fell like that cursed dream.

But the same hands you struggled to get away from caught you. You found instant comfort in his touch, despite the disgust that climbed up your back when you woke—where did it come from? Why were you even trying to get away? 

“I've got you, it's alright,” Ren murmured softly. He guided you to stand, wrapping a wrinkled shirt over your naked shoulders along with his arms. You held on as tight as you could. Your fingers were shaking. 

“I need to—I need to go, Ren. Now,” you gasped into his chest. Your entire body was unsteady, vision blurred from tears you weren't capable of shedding. Whatever you were saying didn't make sense in your head. You needed to go… somewhere. You could picture the place—it had sunkissed clouds as far as the eye could see—but did it have a name?

He read your mind, gently offered the word you couldn't think of, “Heaven?”

There. Home. You nodded. 

“You'll only get hurt.”

“I already know I'll have to repent before my god,” you muttered sheepishly and pulled away, clutching the shirt like a cloak. His knowledge was vast as ever, but what did a demon know of heaven’s affairs? 

“No, little angel. If you even make it that far,” they cursed the realms under their breath and followed as you left the room in a sudden hurry. “They'll take whatever is left of your halo and wings.”

You didn't waste any time throwing open the cabin’s door and walking out into the cool night air. Forced to pause at the sight in front of you, you stared; the breathtaking field of flowers was fully blooming. They were finally as high as Ren promised, the tallest with their golden petals proudly on display in the hallowed shape of a halo.

The beauty only helped his words to sink in. Whatever is left of your halo and wings? You turned around, fully expecting him to be right behind you.

You were face to face as you questioned him, a bite of anger held in. “What do you mean?”

Blue eyes that only seemed paler in the night, once full of hatred for heaven, pooled with long lost grief. “You've fallen from their grace,” he said quietly.

“That doesn't happen.” You denied it quickly. Such a thing had never happened in all the histories of heaven, you at least knew that without ever reading those records. If what he said was true, it’d be common knowledge. A warning that all angels would heed.

“It does, because I—”

A bell rang in the darkened night sky above. Ren froze with unknown fear for a split second and hurriedly reached towards you, shouting something. Another bell obscured their voice, then another and another until the number grew to so many your thoughts drowned in their thunder. Someone was calling you home.

Before you even realized it your wings sprouted forth and threw the unbuttoned shirt he'd given you to the wind, bringing a burning anguish so suddenly intense to bloom in the middle of your back that you fell to your knees. Ren immediately kneeled in front of you. The pain and desperation in his voice pulled at your very core, except you couldn't understand a thing. The bells were so loud. You cried out sharply. It may as well have been silence from what little else you could hear. 

A cracking noise managed to cut through the clamor of the bells above. Translucent shards of stained glass dropped from your head and piled themselves in the dirt at your knees. There was so little of it but you recognized the golden shade, illuminated by the fire licking at your shoulders.

The halo that you'd gained once the library's doors had beckoned you. The few pieces that remained of it, anyway.

Your heart stopped, then started anew. A feeling worse than the holy fire that was turning your beloved wings from feathered grace to ash. He was right; you'd fallen long before this night.

A thousand bells began to still, one by one. You could start to hear Ren again, though only a few words were clear.

“...At night… Forgive… Happen… …Never wanted this for you.”

The last feather fell away into nothing, and the burning in your back, along with the bells, died with it. All the heat you could feel was the demon only inches away, his desolate gaze fixed to you.

You blinked, tear stained cheeks now icy from the salted wind blowing across the ocean. Bits and pieces came back as memories.

The simple, towering clouds that decorated the heavens far as the eye could see. A sun that shined brightly, an everlasting sunrise that greeted you no matter the day. The library that once seemed like paradise you were destined to guard for the rest of time. All echoes of the being that was no longer you.

Something was missing. 

“My… that word,” you whispered. He'd told you it was his favorite word. One that you’d forgotten. “... It was mine?”

He smiled as best he could. It didn't reach his eyes. “You remember it.”

“A little.”

“Then... let me say it for you?” he asked and you nodded. They leaned close, the word slowly leaving their lips with reverence, sadness, unwavering love.

Nothing about it sparked as familiar on the surface. But the word once belonged to you, that empty part inside understood it. Fresh tears welled in the corners of your vision. “When did they take it from me?”

Ren gently wiped your cheek as the tears overflowed again. “I don't know.”

“How—it was mine,” you repeated with a sob. You felt the cold seeping through you and huddled into his embrace. Their body felt more warm and inviting than anything around you. There was nothing—no one else you could ever reach out to anymore.

“I’m sorry. We only have eternity together, my love,” he breathed, tucking your head below his chin with a strangled noise. “I'll say it each and every day so you'll never forget it. I don't want to lose your name, either.”

[salemoleander]

Ideal Life Series Teamups, per my own inscrutable criteria (assuming Ren returns, Bdubs stays, and Gem joins):

Cleo, Tango, Joel: Most loyal team possible. Incredibly murderous; not actually very good at murder. Excellent roleplay synergy; voted most likely to make dick jokes.

Martyn, Ren, Bdubs, Scar: MESSIEST possible team. "My ex, my ex, my ex, and me" vibes. The roleplay and innuendo would be off the charts. At least one person would stab another in cold blood by episode 2.

Jimmy, Skizz, Bigb: It Just Works (alternatively, team 'even worse at murder than Cleo's group'). Skizz + Jimmy have been doing great in streams, Jimmy + Bigb already know each other, I think their humor would all click.

Grian, Impulse, Scott: This is like your D&D party that has 1 person who people will even kind of trust. The angel and devil on his shoulders bickering as they try to get Impulse to victory. Extremely good at murder.

Etho, Gem, Pearl: I think if Gem joins Etho should just play into the jokes and get an extremely powerful ally out of it. They all have good energy together and I know Etho prefers teaming with more familiar people. Pearl balances the team, and I just want the life series to pass the Bechdel test. Pearl on this team or the first would be fine by me lmao

[panda-wearing-pants]

S2E2: Scar tries to kill Joel before they realize they are both boogeys, people start to explore the nether, including Mumbo, who ends up dying, Scar meets Etho and Bdubs in the nether, but it is very obvious that he is trying to kill them, Joel tries to kill Lizzie with a pit trap, but ends up falling in and dying, Lizzie dies to a baby zombie after escaping, B.E.S.T is formed, Grian, Jimmy, Martyn and Mumbo visit Magical Mountain to enchant, Grian discovers the trap and Mumbo kills Joel, but Scar kills Mumbo right after, Lizzie bets on Joel dying first for You Bet Your Life, and wins when Joel kills Scott and is then killed by Pearl, Lizzie buys the enchanter from Scott and Pearl for two lives, Ren gives his allegiance to Lizzie, Mumbo and Grian mine for diamonds, and say that the diamonds are right here (they are not)

Smallishbeans: I Betrayed EVERYONE..

S5E7: Etho and Skizz are the Devil and Angel on Cleo's shoulders, Grian gets a pet magma cube named Etho's Dishwasher, Scar sells Joel Lizzie's spine, everyone but Cleo, Grian, Martyn, and Scott are infected with the boogeyman curse, Scar burns down the Heart Foundation, Scar accidentally kills Gem, Pearl and Etho summon a warden

Geminitay: How I killed the Entire Secret Life Server (nearly)

[srorgana1]

Invocation

Paring: Vampire Kylo/Hunter Rey

Warnings: Dark Themes (apporaching Dead Dove, you have been warned), Supernatural/Paranormal, Blood, Violence, Gore, Death, NSFW 18+, Sexual Content, Psychological and Physical Torture, Kidnapping, Hatred towards organized religion, Pain, Major/Minor character death/injury, Demonic Possession

Chapter Nine

His breath is ragged as he wipes the blood from his eyes. His wound on his face burns as he can drops his sword to the ground. He can feel the Devil’s dark influence fade as his body disintegrates into ash before all their eyes. He cannot rest though, as he hears her sniffles and moans of pain. He turns and joins the small group surrounding her. Luke is holding her, running his singed hand through her mussed hair. He is whispering to her in an angelic language as she shook in his arms.

Kylo feels a pang of guilt as he looks at her broken body. At the two gaping bloody wounds where her wings once were. He wipes his long hair out of his face again as Vicrul and the others join him, all covered in the evidence of battle. They had done it. They had turned their backs on the Devil and staged a coup along with Luke and the other Ethereals. But it didn’t go exactly to plan, as evidence of the scene before him. If he had only…

“Kylo” she voice pulls him out of the memory. He opens his eyes and finally meets hers. She looks about the same; same ageless beautiful face surrounded by long auburn hair. Her emerald eyes deep and full of the knowledge of the universe. She smiles softly at him as she waves a hand at him, sending the a wave a calmness his way. “Mara” he grits out, his shame and guilt alighting anew.

“It was not your fault Kylo. It never was. It was mine and Luke’s.” she says. His face crumples, his chin quivering at her mention of that night. “We were overconfident in our plan and didn’t expect him to have as much power as he did. I paid the price for our hubris, but we learned something and that’s all that matters”. She shuts her eyes and send him another calming wave. “You saved me Kylo. Luke and I will never forget that”.

He clinches his jaw tightly, his fangs pricking at his gums. “Drop the glamour. You are safe here. Plus it will be easier for me to read the signature” she says softly but forcefully. He sighs, pulling himself together. He drops the glamour, his eyes glowing red as his magick roars free.

“There you are” she says softly as others behind him let out sounds of surprise at the volume of his power. He feels his magical bonds loosen as he sits up, stretching and popping his neck. “The mighty Kylo Ren, the great defender of the balance” she says slowly, her voice growing more otherworldly. His red eyes meet her whited out ones as she allows the magick to take over.

His mind is suddenly brought somewhere else. He looks around at the dark barren landscape, his bare feet meeting the rough course sand as the dark starry sky above swirls and twinkles. He hears Mara say his name as he turns to face her. She is whole here; her wide majestic dove gray wings fold gracefully over her shoulders and white dress as she hovers just above the ground.

Flashes of that night pass by his eyes again. “You have suffered so” she says calmly “you and the others didn’t deserve that. I am sorry.” He shakes his head, willing those memories away. “It doesn’t matter now. I have accepted my fate. I just want to find out what is happening” he says, taking a step forward towards her. She nods, looking away from him. “Shall we begin?”

Kylo nods, preparing himself for pain. The Devil routinely rummaged through his mind as a torture tactic, making sure his warriors remained loyal. It would feel like a hot knife ripping through. He squeezed his eyes shut at the first prod into his mind.

“Calm yourself Kylo” she says softly as she extracts the victim’s signature from his mind. Mara was gentle with him, her magick soft and light. She doesn’t linger, leaving quickly not to cause him discomfort. She mumbles something as he opens his eyes. She is looking at him sympathetically as she flicks her hand, allowing the signature to become visual.

It hovers over the black sand in a hazy orb, the edges sparking and swirling. The front clears to show the young Witch and her day to day activities and thoughts. They hear her worries about her lack of control with her powers, how her ex had cheated on her. They watch her walk into the same pub Kylo had that night to wallow in her sorrow. They watch her silently cry into her pint glass as she struggles to keep items from levitating around her.

His jaw tightens as he watches her pay for her over priced drink and walk out the familiar back door. She cries into her hands as she started walking back to the tube station. The snow swirled around her as she suddenly looked back at the two large men who appeared out of thin air. Her fear spikes as she raises her hands, her magic sparking purple around her fingertips.

One of the men smiles maliciously, his fangs and claws lengthening as he walks towards her. She is so focused on the one man she doesn’t see the one behind her grab her, injecting some substance into her neck. She screams as her veins start to turn black around the puncture sight. The demon holding her nods to the one in front of him as his finger hits her pressure point, causing her to go unconscious.

Kylo watches Mara’s eyes narrow as she freezes the vision, focusing on the poor girls neck. The poison has spread up her face and down to her chest. “Interesting” she murmurs as she lets the vision continue. The one demon scoops her up over his shoulder as the other taps his hidden earpiece. “#11 obtained” he growls. He lets go and touches the wall magicking a portal. The two men enter it as it disappears behind them leaving no trace except random footprints in the snow.

The orb pulses, the vision becoming more and more staticky. Mara focuses on it and the picture changes. Wherever the victim is dimly lit, made of dark stone. She huddled in a corner, dirty and bleeding. Her fingers claw at the stone. She’s crying from what looks like pain as she grabs at her legs. The poison continues to spread throughout her system.

She hears something and looks up. Her eyes widen in fear as she screams again. But this time he catches something. “Stop” he says. Mara freezes the vision. “Zoom into her eyes” Mara does so, focusing on the girl’s dark brown eyes and blown pupils.

He learned long ago you can see another’s magick in their eyes. It’s the basis of the human saying of “the eyes are windows to the soul”. He can tell her magick is weakening, the glow dampening. Almost like it was being sucked out of her.

Mara’s breath catches as she realizes it as well. “Those beasts” she hisses as she lets the vision play to the end, which concludes with her passing out again. Mara raises her hand placing the orb in stasis as she turns to Kylo. “This is worse than I imagined” she says as she floats to him. “His followers are attempting to resurrect him using other’s magick. Those monsters probably have his Grimoire as well.”

Kylo can feel his anger rising. “How is this possible? You and Luke both said he was gone after we banished him, and at great cost to you…” “I know” she says interrupting him “we didn’t know at the time how powerful him and his guards had become. I only realized it when I was captured. There are only so many ways to restore the banished and they are using the most profane way…”

He watches a tear roll down her flawless cheek. “Luke and I used the balance to disarm him so you could finish him off. If we can catch him before he becomes his fully corporal form we can do it again and this time finish the job for good” she says sternly. Kylo looks at her confused “but who has the power to…” “You and your match do. It has been foretold that two will become one and finish off the darkness and keep the balance…” she says as the environment fides away and they are sitting in their chairs again.

He blinks his eyes, sharpening his vision. The witches swarm Mara. “What did you see my mistress? Is it more then we feared?” the blonde one said. “Yes, Cassandra it is. We must prepare and find a way to find his followers so we can save these people. He will have to keep them alive for transference so we must act in hast. Selene, my seeing stones please…” Mara says, igniting a flurry of activity.

Kylo cracks his neck again as he stands. “Ah she’s here” Mara says lowly as candles and various objects are placed before her. Kylo looks at her “Who?” “Your match, your future” she says staring past him. He follows her line of sight and his breath hitches to see Rey standing there.

Her eyes are wide and sparkling, her soft mouth agape as she stares at the glowing gold pattern of lines going down her arm. Her power crackles causing a shiver to go down Kylo’s back. Her hazel eyes widen, full of questions. She’s afraid, he thinks as Mara waves a hand towards her. “Come Reyna” Mara says “it’s time for you to learn who you really are.”

[bluiex]

I can't help but think it would be funny if tiny vex scar and tiny allay grian act like shoulder devil/angels for everyone

Vex scar would be whispering evil tempting thoughts (as a little shoulder devil should)

And when the person turns to allay grian, waiting to hear the 'no don't do it', he starts off like that but instead offers a much worse evil temptation. (As a little shoulder angel shouldn't)

Vex scar: you should totally prank them, hide an nether portal under their base

Grian: you should blow them up and keep them in a death loop

(They would definitely harass mumbo like crazy)

Love me some tiny Vex and Allay Scar an Grian

Them being little menaces, hopping on random hermits shoulders.. Scar being more tame than Grian in his mischief. Lmao I love it sm anon

Grian casually flying up to Doc sitting on his shoulder, telling him to go blow up Ren's Crastle, kill the king- as a prank of course-

Poor poor Mumbo.. He'd be minding his own business, working on his vault and the Redstone traps and Scar flying up to him and trying to pester him into pranking someone. A minor prank like covering Impulses shop in slime. Meanwhile Grian is trying to convince Mumbo to set up an explosive trap inside Doc's parameter

[ayz0]

Why are there different opinions on the different Ayz0 forms from some characters?

Only a few of them know that Ayz0 can shapeshift. It usually approaches people in one of its smaller, cuter forms, depending on who its talking to. It lowers people's guard that way.

Dalton only knows Ayz0 by it's little pink angel dog-looking form, for example, and it told Dalton a different name.

While they've seen the other forms before (like the little devil form riding Ren's shoulder sometimes, and Yasumi showed them a vision of the larger devil form), they don't know it's all the same person.

Ayz0 also behaves very differently in each form, so that helps. It's a lot more childish and annoying when it's tiny :) Which is why Ren knows about the shapeshifting, but still thinks the small form is annoying, but the big form is scary af

[voidintheforce]

The Bottomless Pit - Interlude

“García Escudero, is it?”

“Señor. Thank you for coming all the way from Germany. The way international flights are fucked these past weeks - how’d you manage?” The Mexican fisherman’s figure fidgeted nervously in the dim light.

“I have my ways. So, the asset you mentioned?”

“Aah-ah. Here, señor. Joder, it’s a brave new world. These waters are dead ever since that bomb dropped-” The man murmured as he led the small, cloaked company deeper and deeper into the bowels of a warehouse. Through the last door... and here it is. Golden scales dulled by untold days of decay, red eyes hazy and unseeing but still retaining some semblance of that evil glimmer.

The man extended a gloved hand, and placed it right on the snout of a dead Devil.

“Señor? Are you taking...”

“I sense... a pulse. Something yet lingers... Fascinating. Just as we theorized, head is the seat of the soul. The dominant one, no less.”

“Ehm. We don’t ask for much, but for the trouble both Monarch and the Government will give us...” The man hesitantly purposed, but the latter part of his sentence was drown in a pained gurgle. He floated a feet above the ground, eyes bulging in fear as an invisible iron grip seized his neck, and clamped down. This is a crime Victivus did not enjoy committing, but a loose end is a loose end.

“Your part of the deal exceeds all expectations, my friend. You have met your unfortunate demise when your ship sunk in the storm near Isla de Mara. Your family will be provided shelter and relocated to Monarch-approved inland safezone. Your name will be written in glory after we remake this world.”

...

“Kuso. Who the hell are you again?” Ren Serizawa had been drowning himself in a Tokyo bar when the man approached. “I have many names. Director Heinz Schmitt of Monarch Germany branch, Walter Simmons of Apex Cybernatics, Lord Victivus... whatever that title serves nowadays. Which one do you prefer?” Victivus calmly dodged a glass cup thrown his way by the young man; it caught itself mid-air, before settling on the table once more.

“I’m not some conjurer of cheap tricks, you see.” Victivus put a hand on the younger man’s shoulder as Ren’s face blushed a furious red, the alcohol taking its toll but still not hiding his surprise.

“But what the heck can you do? We are bugs, insignificant bugs compared to them! We either fucking revere them as deities like my old man, or be destroyed... They are GODS. What are we in front of gods?”

Ren’s frame was wrecked by another sob he thought he hid well. Victivus knew, despite all their differences, Ren loved his father dearly. He sought to live up to Ishiro, yet the old man’s entire life have been consumed by his one fascination... Godzilla.

“And what are gods... in front of non-believers?” Victivus whispered as Ren lifted his face, brows contorted in sorrow. “Your father was a martyr, and a good man. That his action ultimately saved humanity is worth my sincerest salutation. Alas, he was misguided no less.” Ren slammed his fist on the table, wine spilling out from the impact. The young man will snap out of it, that Victivus was certain. He was a Serizawa. And the Serizawas have always been determined and sturdy souls.

When Ren found himself painfully somber the next day, a message was on his encrypted cellphone. How’d anyone bypass his firewalls? Frowning, he opened the message. “Kazakhstan, Aral Sea, Rebirth Island. Specimen Zero, Project Raijin. Put your talent to good use. D.V.”

I saw an angel coming down from heaven. He had the key to the bottomless pit and a large chain in his hand. The angel seized the dragon, that old snake who is the devil and Satan, and tied him up for a thousand years...

[Source: twitter @MrgSenor]

[faebriel]

🍤 - Who do you mostly write for (going “[someone] would enjoy this!” when writing)

OH GOD THIS IS CONSTANTLY HAPPENING IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD. ctechno shows up for william and dant (especially bedrock and SBI for william). have spoon and ksusha like an shoulder angel devil situation whenever i try to write cniki (especially around cwilbur ctommy and/or a nuke). lamb and dant for cniki in general. zanna when crimeboys is getting a mention. was like hmm i hope ren likes this when i was writing the dl!pearl and scott fic. also virgil and ren for the owl house fics. mutuals i rb from often but haven't really spoken to much for literally everyone else. this is happening all the time in my brain

ask game!

[peakgenko]

Halloween Couples Costumes with F!reader

summary; What the boys are pulling up in with you at a halloween party

cw; suggested sexual themes, swearing, atsumu

A: grammars so shit. ik this post is late but whatever these have been on my mind

all content belongs to @peakgenko ; enjoy

♱ Suna Rintaro - ANGEL AND DEVIL: i solely believe that he would do the basic ass devil and angel dynamic with you but super slutty and hot. when you originally suggested the idea he was so hyped. i feel like the costume caters to one of his kinks. starts with c ends with orruption.

TATE LANGDON AND VIOLET HORMAN (AHS S1): I definitely see this as well. He’d rock the whole skeleton school shooter ensemble and you wear a pair of skinny jeans, a sweater and some converses.

♱ Bokuto Kotaro - DILDO/ DILL DOE: i do not take constructive criticism he’s pulling up to the homies crib with you in one of those really dumb ass pun costumes. He’d be the one wearing the dill (pickle) and you’d be the one wearing the doe costume. He’s so proud of himself for the costume idea that he contemplated putting it on his résumé. He spends the whole night placing you by his side and forcing people to put two and two together.

♱ Oikawa - LOLA BUNNY AND BUGS FROM SPACE JAM: he 100% came up with this. yep. you two are that basic it couple keep scrolling. he will NOT be able to keep his hands to himself though (consensually)

♱ Tanaka - PLAYBOY BUNNY AND PLAYBOY MANSION OWNER: he also came up with this. your costume literally carries the party. however, the whole night YOU’RE the one wearing the robe while he parties with his whole upper body exposed. Sure he’s feeling a little exposed and vulnerable but it never hurts to show a little bit of that six pack he’s been working hard on and besides all of its worth it when he sees you eyeing him.

♱ Kuroo - RICK AND MORTY: You two are going as rick and morty. no he will not participate in something hot or edgy this man is either going in peanut butter and jam or rick and morty. he’s corny asf. but so fine. you’d wear a yellow baby tee with a short denim skirt along with some alien antennas. he however is pulling up in the whole ensemble. lab coat (because he just has that lying around), blue tee, some brown baggy jeans, and a ferocious looking stick on unibrow.

♱ Kageyama- no. he insists that you be him for halloween and to just wear his jersey. lamo.

♱ Kenma - N/A

♱ Tendou- EDWARD SCISSORHANDS & KIM: OHHH I KNOW THIS MAN GOES ALL OUT. IM TALKING THE BEST HIGH QUALITY FX MAKEUP. I WHOLE HEARTEDLY BELIEVE IN THIS ONE!!!!! you two are winning every god damn costume contest in the nation.

♱ Iwaizumi- REN AND NANA: if you convinced him hard enough maybe JUST MAYBE he would go as ren and take you as his nana

♱ Daichi- BUFFERING????: hate to break it to you babes but you’re gonna have to ride solo this year because he’s the type of guy to just wear a graphic tee with a stupid ass corny pun that has omething to do with halloween and say it’s his costume.

♱ Atsumu- DISNEY PRINCE AND PRINCESS: most definitely the type of dude to be those cringey ass couples costumes like barbie and ken but a little more originality. He’s definitely gonna get made fun of.

♱ Nishinoya- AKATSUKI MEMBERS: yup. he definitely made this executive decision and stuck with it. a little bit incel-ish but y’all look badass.

♱ Hinata- ANIMAL ONESIES: he pegs me as one of those people who just gets lazy during halloween and settles for onesies or goes overboard like digging through the trash for props there’s no in between. but this year you two are just dressed in matching brown bear onesies. basic but so cute.

♱ Sugawara- PHANTOM OF THE OPERA: yupp this man always has the need to look suave as hell each halloween. This year he wears a slick black suit with a complementary cape with his hair brushed back in a classy slick. The white mask covers half of his face but you can still vividly see the smile creeping up on his lips when you show him your costume. voluminous loose curls drape over your shoulders— you swipe a hand over the waist of the white gown. He’s mesmerized. He starts barking. Mood ruined.

♱ Akaashi- SPIKE AND FAYE VALENTINE (COWBOY BEBOP: OMG THIS IS THE ONEEE. you know this man looks sooo good in a suit. you two are literally the hottest couple to walk the earth

♱ Ennoshita- VINCENT AND MIA (Pulp Fiction) or SCOTT PILGRIM AND RAMONA FLOWERS: as i’ve established on my page before ennoshita is a cinephile. he’s so tasteful and cultured.

♱ Yamaguchi- FINN AND JAKE (ADVENTURE TIME): awe he’d wear a fluffy blue sweater with some baggy tailored blue pants (finn wears blue shorts but i head canon just yams dresses very well) and his docs and his white head piece/hat. You’re wearing white arm warmers, a yellow cross body top along with a matching yellow skin tight skirt and a pair of white gogo boots.

[medusasstory]

Chaotic Quotes from week 2 of the 3rd Life SMP.

Bdubs: Look at what time it is.

Cleo: Awww, it’s ten to death.

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Skizzleman: You’re gonna steal from them.

Cleo: “Redistribute the wealth.”

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Cleo: You’re also trying to barter with the poorest people on the server.

Scar: I mean you’re enchanted and I’m naked.

Cleo: Well I stole this. I’m happy to steal. If that’s what you want me to do I’m happy to steal for you.

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Scar: Just a reminder that the sand biome is now closed.

Tango: Closed for what?

Scar: Closed for murder. Grian, get the lava bucket.

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Cleo: I’m not gonna lie, this might be the worst thing I’ve ever done in Minecraft. I’m not a bad person, I just do bad things sometimes.

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Cleo: If these people in red try to murder us, are you suggesting— mutually assured destruction?

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Grian: Don’t trust him, he just wants your shoes.

SmallishBeans: My shoes?!

Scar: They’re unenchanted. I want your diamond sword.

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Grian: I’m stuck on a mountain with a madman.

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Scar: By the way, Pizza is dead.

Bdubs: Pizza is dead?

Grian: Great, everything in our story is dead.

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Grian: I’m not gonna lie, I’m getting pretty sick of people just walking in, doing magic tricks, taking away our story arc, and then leaving.

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Bdubs: I just came over to see what the sand prices are, cause I hear you’re gonna be selling?

Grian: Just take what you want, everyone else does.

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Bdubs: I love that your business is let people come in, you wait for them to come by, and then you gossip.

Ren: Yeah it’s like a coffee shop.

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Bdubs: We have a deal. If I turn red, I’ll be her assassin.

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InTheLittleWood: I had Cleo talking on the one shoulder, Scott was also on the same shoulder— there was no angel and devil situation, it was just double devil.

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SmallishBeans: I’ve given my sword away for bloomin’ nothing!

InTheLittleWood: Don’t worry, you’ll get it back later. If you slaughter them. During the PvP phase you’ll be fine.

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Impulse: Okay, we have an alliance, but we shouldn’t tell anyone. To keep it secret I’ll stay away from you.

Bdubs: It feels a little like “you’ll be my girlfriend. I’m gonna date other girls. You’re my girlfriend, but it’s a secret”.

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InTheLittleWood: *Creeper sound*

Bdubs: You said you wouldn’t! You said you wouldn’t!

InTheLittleWood: Yes but I don’t do anything that I say.

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Bdubs: Do you think they believed me about the more important secret knowledge? I don’t have any, I just wanted to drive them insane.

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Cleo: I’m really torn Bdubs, I wanna be evil. Really badly.

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Ren: So I’m off to do a bit of a scout mission, see what those fools are up to, you know on that side of the server.

InTheLittleWood: From what I know, basically we’ve shattered Grian’s reality, that he’s the only one with dark oak saplings on the server. We’ve shattered that dream for him, so I think he’s gonna be quite the shell of a man now. Not sure what he’s going to do with the rest of his time on the server actually, so that’s good.

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GoodTimesWithScar: Why does darkness follow wherever you go, Etho?

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InTheLittleWood: I’ve come to tell you about Renchanting, tag line “don’t be a dog, be a god.”

Scar: *taking off his chestplate* I do like the idea of being a god, and I do feel rather like a dog right now.

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Rendog: We’ve got some pretty outstanding glowing reviews from our customers today, right? I mean psychologically, I feel we’re in a pretty strong position here on 3rd life.

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Cleo: You appear to be building to try to get away from me.

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Ren: I’ll take the secret to my grave.

Etho: Yeah and then it’ll be written on your gravestone.

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Rendog: Martyn, I want to tell you something my dude. I want to tell you something. I’m in a moral quandry.

InTheLittleWood: I’ve only been gone for three minutes, how has this developed?

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InTheLittleWood: That would be a ridiculous end-game play, just getting that wither set up.

Smajor: On your last life, you just spawn the wither?

InTheLittleWood: Yep. That’s my thinkin. No cap, no joke.

Smajor: This is why I’m glad that you and me’ve always been on friendly terms.

InTheLittleWood: You almost fell out of favour when you wouldn’t do the raid with me, but then the fact that you caused it— you’re my favourite person right now.

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Ethoslab: We went on an adventure, and Skizzleman said that he wanted to come too, and he just had the shortest adventure, with an Enderman.

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Impulse: I never thought in my whole life I’d see Scar punch a cat, wow.

Tango: There’s some serious rage right there.

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Bdubs: If I die one more time I can get paid to— you know.

Tango: A whole new arena of services open up.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #791: Wrath of the Certified Moms (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

4:23 p.m. at Smash Mansion's Dining Hall......

It was quiet and Intense afternoon at the Mansion of Smash as everyone hides away and watch an unfazed Kazuya have himself a conversation with the Certified Moms Squads, who are not very happy with him at the point.

Peach: Mr. Kazuya. (Crosses Her Arms in a Not Pleased Yet Professional Like Manner) I take it that you are wondering why we wanted to talk to you at this very moment, yes?

Kazuya: No. I don't actually. But since we're here.....(Slams Two of his Feet On the Table One By One) Let's talk.

Samus: What the hell are you doing?

Kazuya: (Raised an Eyebrow at the Bounty Hunter Glaring at Him) Pardon?

Daisy: (Glares at Kazuya as Well) You heard the lady, buster. Why the hell do you have your crumby feet on the table!?

Kazuya: What? Am I not supposed to do that here or something?

Rosalina: (Simply Nodded) That is right. It's very rude and thoughtless.

Isabella: Not to mention unsanitary.

Tifa: This might be our first time meeting one another.....(Glares at Kazuya Harsh) But I know for a fact that you weren't raised on a damn farm.

Samus: Exactly. So if you know what's good for you going forward....(Starts Gritting her Teeth) We suggest you take your feet off the fucking table. Right now.

Kazuya: (Starts at the Glaring for a Brief Second Before Scoffing a Bit in Defeat as He Reluctantly Did What He Was Told) There. Happy?

Samus: (Glare Pierce Harder at the Man) Very.

Peach: ('Sigh') Now with that out of the way, Mr. Kazuya, after you fought Ganondorf and threw him off a cliff, is it true that you tried to do the same to Pit and Kirby afterwards?

Kazuya: What? You mean the Angel Boy and Pink Puffball? ('Heh') Yeah. I did. What of it?

Palutena: (Immediately Gets Up and Angrily Slams her Hands on the Table) ('SLAM') WHAT OF IT!? YOU ALMOST KILLED MY BABY, YOU MURDEROUS PIECE OF-

Bayonetta: (Immediately Got Up and Place Her Hands on Palutena's Shoulders to Calm her Down) Paulie dear, please. Calm yourself.

Tifa: (Gently Place her Hand on Top of Palutena's) Bayo's right. Don't let him get to you like this.

Palutena: How can you all expect me to be calm in a time like that!? (Tears Starts Falling Down on her Face) Have you forgotten what that bastard done to Pit!?

Peach: (Turns Around to Palutena with a Worried yet Understanding Frown on her Face) We understand how you feel completely, dear. Which is all the more reasons why you should let me do all the talking. You do trust us, right?

Palutena: Of course I do. ('Sniff') You girls are my family...('Sniff') I just....I just can't help not being upset, you know?

Bayonetta: (Gently Pulls Palutena into a Loving Hug) I know, my sweet, beautiful goddess. I know. But we all need to pull ourselves together and get Peach handle this. For our babies sake.

Palutena begins to looks up and see Pit, Kirby, and the Phantom Thieves hiding behind the living room's wall, witnessing everything going down in the dining hall.

Palutena: (Sighs While Finally Calming Herself Down) Right. I do need to pull myself together. (Turns to Pit While Quietly Saying 'I Love You' to Him With a Sad Smile Before Sitting Back Down)

Pit: (Smiles Softly) I love you too, mom

Kazuya: (Suddenly Starts to Chuckle Evilly For Almost Everyone in the Mansion to Hear)

Peach: (Raised an Eye Brow at Kazuya in a Very Unamused Manner) Something's funny to you, Kazuya?

Kazuya: Yes, actually. Here I thought participating in this kind of tournament would be somewhat interesting. I'd never imagined how pathetically soft amd weak minded all of you really are. But I suppose be too shouldn't be surprised by the outcome, since you have an embarrassment of a tyrant king and an annoying puffball as one of your competitors.

Ganondorf: (Growling Angry at Kazuya from the Distance With the Other League of Villains Members)

Kazuya: And worthless angel boy of yours was easily the weakest of them all that it's laughable at best.

Pit starts to frown sadly by Kazuya's words until Ren place a hand onto his shoulder while giving him a reassuring look that feels him to not to believe a single word he says. This, in it if itself, actually helps calm the angel down immensely.

Kazuya: Hell, he's better off being dead if any-

'CRASH'

Without a second thought, Peach angrily punched down the table I front of her, the ladies, and Kazuya so hard that it crumbles to the ground, easily breaking it into small, tiny pieces, much everyone's surprise and shock.

Bowser: Holy........

Samus: ........Shit........

Ryuji: (From the Living Room) EXCLAMATION MARK!!!!

Kazuya: (Starts Smirking at the Angered Princess While Being Unfazed by the Sudden Event) What's this now? Did I do finally struck a nerve, your highness?

Peach: (Immediately Grabs Kazuya By the Collar While Giving the Most Darkest, Piercing Glare Imaginable, Even For Her) Listen here, you insufferable, arrogant creep! I don't what made you the way you are right now, and frankly, I don't give a single damn about it at this point! All you need to know that if you're planning on continuing to set foot in this mansion, you don't EVER insult my babies and harm my family ever again! YOU HEAR ME!?

Daisy: (Immediately Got Up to Calm Peach Down) Woah there, cuz. Take it easy for us, okay?

Samus: (Got Up and Calm Peach Down as Well) Daisy's right, Peach. He's not worth the trouble at this point......

Peach looks back and forth the girls and Kazuya for a few seconds before finally calming herself down.

Peach: ('Sighs in Defeat') Okay......(Finally Let's Go of Kazuya) I suppose I should apologize for what happened just now. It wasn't lady like of me.

Daisy: (Chuckles Lightly) Are you kidding me? That was most badass thing I've ever seen yet! (Happily Hugs Peach) And it was all caused by my favorite cuz~

Peach: (Giggles Softly) I'm your only cousin, Daisy.

Samus: Yeah I'm gonna have to agree with Daisy this on. (Smirks a bit Playfully at Peach) I did not expect you to be this hardcore. I'm proud. Though, I think we might need to replace that table in a little bit.

Peach: (Giggles Softly Some More) I know. Thanks, you guys.

Kazuya: (Watches the Trio While Fixing his Collar and Shirt) ('Tch') Knew I should've ignored them if I had the chance.......

Peach: Kazuya Mishima!

Kazuya: (Turns Back to Peach) Yeah? What?

Peach: (Crosses her Arms While Glaring Darkly at Kazuya Again) Remember this well: If I EVER hear you pulled this stunt again, I will NOT hesitate to kick you out of this mansion and ban you from ever taking part of this tournament! Do you understand me!?

Kazuya was able to say something to the princess until his eyes suddenly begins to widened, as he comes to the realization that Peach's glare is starting to remind him of a woman from past. Who happens to be his deceased mother, Kazumi Mishima. It wasn't too long until he suddenly begins to get down on his knees and bow himself down to the princess in a traditional like manner, much everyone complete surprise.

Kazuya: I apologise for my foolish actions. It will never happen again.....

Peach: (Couldn't Believe What She's Seeing in Front of Her) Oh my.......I-I Mean! (Starts Clearing Her Throat Before Turning Away From the Fallen Man) As long as you got message, we'll hold you to it. Let's go, ladies. (Begins to Walks Away with Other Ladies Following Her)

Palutena gives one last harsh glare at Kazuya before walking away with the others. Leaving him to his lonesome self altogether. (While Still Being in a Bowing like Position).

Meanwhile.....

Bowser: (Eyes Widened After Witnessing Everything That Went Down Just Now) Well.........That happened?

Hades: (Starts Snicking) I know, right? Who would've thought the Devil Boy got whipped so easily?

Sephiroth: (Carrying Pichu in his Arms) I'm more surprise on how strong the princess has gotten. Mario's a lucky man.

Bowser: ('Tch') (Crosses his Arms While Looking Away) Yeah. Lucky jackass, bastard.....

Ganondorf: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ridley: (Turns to Ganondorf) What gotten you in a good mood?

Ganondorf: Seeing this warm grovelling on the floor! (Crosses his Arms While Smirking Evilly and Triumphantly) Knew he wasn't shit from the beginning.

Ridley: But didn't he still beat you and threw you off a cliff?

Ganondorf: (Slowly Turns to Ridley with a Deadpinned Glare) Do you want me throw you off a cliff instead, Ridley?

Ridley: ('Sigh') No.......

Bowser: (Looking at Kazuya Shaking Slightly in the Ground From a Distance) Uhh....Guys? I think the new guy's crying over here. Saying about missing his mom or whatever.....

Hades: Ah yeah. Forgot to mention this sooner, but his mom died when he was little. Just found that one out when I was reading his inner thoughts earlier. So.....oops.

Sephiroth: The loss of a loving mother is never an easy feeling. He has my pity.

Pichu: (Nodded in Agreement) Pika. Pi.

Ganondorf: ('Scoffs') He can cry about her all he wants. (Starts Walking Away) He'll no sympathy from me.

Elsewhere in the Fitness Gym.......

Ike: (Paused his Training Session For a Moment) Hm?......... (Shrugs Before Resuming his Workout)

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Fall Unto Me (part two)

Got too silly. Have some more Angel!Angel and Demon!Ren cause the bot came back and wormed into my brain to post it. Part one here if you haven't read it yet hehe.

cw// religious themes

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

The quiet cabin where Ren lived was a stone’s throw from the flowering field you found them in. The devil graciously opened his home, even guiding you around the town you now knew was called Corland Bay. Each morning when you wondered about leaving, he brought something new to pique your interest and put off your departure. The time seemed to fly by and soon you hardly spared a thought to leave.

You'd quickly grown accustomed to his constant presence over the past month. He was never far from your shoulder at any waking moment. The uneasy feeling from when you met was completely gone, replaced with a strange sense of comfort. He had only shown kindness to you, after all. To call a devil your friend was laughable, you knew. But no other word quite fit.

Still, you wondered how he had come to live outside their realm. Every time you questioned him the conversation slipped away to another topic. It must've been odd to discuss with an angel, you naturally assumed.

So you stopped bringing it up after a few days, instead choosing to inquire about the changes in the plants you so often admired. Some had begun to wither, and new buds sprouted up seemingly overnight in their place. A strange new array of flowers that Ren promised would tower over your head and his in due time.

“I think I'll like these flowers more than the others,” you told him one late afternoon. 

You were lying on the porch, your head resting against his thigh as you watched the endless rows of flora sway in the breeze. Their focus was on you, though you didn’t notice. You could feel the faint trace of constellations drawn along the bare skin of your legs. The human clothes he’d gotten for you were a little different from the robes and tunics donned by servants of heaven, but they were just as comfortable despite the lacking fabric.

“I couldn't begin to imagine why,” he mused, his tone teasing as if he already knew your answer.

You explained regardless. “You told me some will grow as tall as they can, even following the sun’s light. It’s rather interesting.”

“I’m already as tall as they'll be.” His tail flicked into your field of view, casting only a slight shadow until his face obscured your vision further. "Is a devil not as interesting as a flower to you?"

The rapidly changing sky above caught your attention before you could respond in kind. Clouds blotted out the sun, tinting the world below in a murky gray. All the signs were there. Heavy clouds, a drop in temperature, and a strange smell in the air—petrichor, it was called in the books Ren had read with you by candle light on quiet evenings. It was a change you'd been waiting for ever since learning about it.

Bursting with excitement, you rolled from their lap and darted from the safety of the covered porch, the answer you meant to give them already long forgotten. Ren followed on your heels in the dirt until you stopped.

“It's rain, isn't it?” you wondered aloud and turned back to them for confirmation.

“Humans normally stay inside when it happens, my angel. But yes. Rain.” He nodded with a smile, enamored by the way your eyes curiously sparkled before you looked away. His pale hands came up to shield your face when the first drops began to fall. 

Tiny thumps of something suddenly bounced off your hair and shoulders, seeping into your clothes. His makeshift shield seemed to be doing its job as you looked all around with wide eyes. Minuscule puddles of water and earth formed around your feet. The sea of flowers still swayed before you, though a few weaker ones fell out of sync as the rain pushed them to and fro as it pleased. You could even hear something akin to chimes when drops pattered over the roof of their home.

You spared a glance up towards the sky, quickly changing your mind with an unwelcome gasp at the spray that tickled your face. Quiet laughter came from behind and you turned to look at your companion once more, shaking off their hands.

Ren appeared unbothered by the dozens of small droplets beading down his forehead to his chin, until you reached forward to wipe them from his face. The heat of his skin stood out to you, and you let your hand linger, rubbing your thumb back and forth over the drops that kept landing on his cheek. 

A dull ache began in your back. 

You took an innocent step towards him. The light shower of rain was slowly chilling you to the bone, so it only made sense that you sought out their warmth. A warmth that felt as familiar and welcoming as your heaven. Gentle hands wound their way around your waist, guiding you back to the shelter of the porch only a few feet away. With the curtain of his fingers gone you expected another torrent to stream down your face for a brief moment. Instead, all you felt were stray drops falling from his hair.

Relief washed over you almost immediately in their embrace. Every so often you’d feel homesick like this. That sharp, almost stinging lance of pain where your wings were hidden away—yet it always faded as soon as he comforted you. You couldn’t understand why their presence brought such solace to you. 

“I’m ready to go inside,” you suddenly said.

Your gaze wandered up to Ren's unreadable blue eyes as he answered, “Are you?”

“Yes… I think so.” But you made no move to leave, instead letting your eyes follow the slow crawl of a droplet down from his cheek to the corner of his lips. Their pale pink color reminded you of the sunset that left you empty only days ago.

It was a dreaded feeling you couldn't bear to feel again.

Without even thinking about it you leaned up to kiss them for the very first time. A faint stutter of surprise to his breath, and then he kissed you back. Part of you expected it to burn, to sting, do something when you mistakenly sought out affections you knew were meant only for a bonded pair—especially from a devil of all creations. Yet there was nothing to punish you for now.

The fluttery haze to your body didn’t wane at all, only blossoming at their touch. Until a gentle nip of fangs at your bottom lip had an entirely new feeling thrumming to life in your heart. You pulled back just to breathe for a minute, running your tongue over the spot that stung in a way you belatedly realized you liked for some reason. 

Guilt and confusion battled in your heart at the thought. “Heaven will need me home soon,” you whispered, avoiding their watchful gaze for a long while as you toyed with the still damp strands of his hair.

The devil waited in silence, running one hand in an unknown pattern on your back until you managed to look upwards. “...Do you truly wish to return, my love? Won't you at least stay until the flowers bloom?” The words were desperate, but his voice resigned. As if your answer was already set in stone.

You carefully nodded at his words. Truthfully, you weren’t sure if you were even capable of leaving. It scared you more than your god's surefire chastising about the sin you'd just committed. But it has to be then, you wanted to convince yourself. Or you feared you’d break your vows and never leave him.

He accepted with a heart wrenching smile, took your hand and led you up the few steps that were slick with rain. Your fingers tightened achingly around theirs as he opened the cabin’s door.

Beneath the steady drumming of rain, you didn’t notice a bell had been faintly tolling from somewhere far above you.

[babbushka]

For the latest promts: 7. "I'm gonna be so late but the thought of not tasting you right this very second just might kill me." and/or 45. "I can't stop thinking about your mouth, and it's driving me nuts." for bond villain kylo, pretty please?

Happy Thanksgiving weekend!! Would you please consider this for Bond Villain Kylo? Please and thank you very much for doing a sinday! 19. "I'm sorry I keep staring, but you're really the hottest thing I've ever seen in my entire life and I don't know what to do about it."

Hello dearest! Wanted to stop by since requests are open and politely ask for a prompt of any of the boys (though i think mob/bondvillan kylo and pale work best) meeting the reader in a lil’ burlesque place, yknow havin a little jessica rabbit moment! Or just something along those lines! Thank you! ✨❤️

2k, minor angst, NSFW (pussy eatin’ & fingering)

He’s got to be here somewhere, you’re sure of it. Kylo Ren, what an enigma of a man, you think as you walk with purpose through the lounge. This was one of those places where criminals of his ilk came to unwind, dark and out of the way from prying eyes. Women and men in risqué costumes performing strictly choreographed numbers for the enjoyment of the wealthiest people in the world, unlimited drinks on a tab that half these criminals never even looked at, and thick steak dinners galore.

You’re watching the end of one of the performances now, politely clapping when the women take a gracious bow. You’re here on an intel mission for someone completely and totally unrelated to your Mr. Ren.

But just because you weren’t here for him, didn’t mean you wouldn’t find him.

Or rather, that he wouldn’t find you.

“What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?” Speak of the devil, there’s Kylo now, sidling up right next to you in the cozy circle booth you’ve nestled yourself into.

You try not to look at him, because you’re still angry about Paris. Well, maybe angry is the wrong word, but you don’t want to think about the emotional implications of the right word – hurt. Being hurt meant you cared, and you can’t think about how treasonous it is, that you care for him.

“Enjoying the view, what else?” You say instead, sipping your drink to give you something to do. Or at least, pretending to sip your drink. A man at the bar had purchased it for you and you didn’t trust it one bit, but it wouldn’t do to anger a known criminal, so, you’re pretending.

Kylo smirks at your subtle gesture, waves the waiter over. He orders you a proper drink, slips the waiter a hundred, and within two minutes you have a fresh martini passed straight from the bartender to your palm.

Looking around to make sure no one is paying attention to you, you lean in and press a chaste kiss to Kylo’s lips, a silent thank you for always looking out for you. Even if you were still angry.

“I knew you were here the second you walked through the door.” Kylo breaks the silence, lights up a cigarette. The lounge is smoky already, what was one more puff?

“Oh you did, did you.” You muse, running the tip of your finger around the rim of the glass.

“Mhm,” Kylo leans in, his lips tickling your earlobe, his nose brushing against your cheekbone as he murmurs, “I could smell your perfume. You’re wearing the one I left you in Paris.”

“Yes, remember how you left me in Paris?” You bite back, bitterness stinging the back of your throat at the reminder.

The reminder of how he had taken you on a whirlwind vacation for what was supposed to be a week, but four whole days in with no warning, snuck out in the middle of the night off to do his dastardly deeds. You had woken up confused and upset that he would just disappear without a trace so early, and you’re still confused. Still upset.

Kylo’s eyes are soft, the lights up on the stage twinkling and blinking gently as the new number starts, a slow song sung by one of the performers.

“Don’t be sour, I’m here now aren’t I?” He reaches for your hand, and against your better judgement, you let him take it.

The woman sings in a smooth beautiful Italian that has the audience captivated. Your brain very passively translates, but you’re not paying that much attention. She’s gorgeous, the type of pretty that makes your stomach hurt, you think. You wonder if Kylo’s thinking it too.

When you spare a glance his way, you find that he’s got all eyes on you.

“Knock it off.” You bite back a grin, pleased to see that he’s so enthralled. He blushes, ducks his head bashfully.

"I'm sorry I keep staring, but you're really the hottest thing I've ever seen in my entire life and I don't know what to do about it." Kylo whispers, and it’s like the pain in your chest from Paris has vanished, replaced with the longing you have for him…the desire you have for him.

“I think you know exactly what you’re going to do about it.” You whisper back, licking your lips slowly, purposefully.

Kylo looks up then to check the coast being clear, and then presses a kiss to your cheek.

“Count to ten, then meet me in one of the red rooms.” He says, and then he’s away from your side, disappearing into the dark.

They’re the longest ten seconds of your life, but you wait for them to pass, before you too are leaving your table and the drink behind. You weave through the lounge a different way than he had, just so it wouldn’t be too obvious. Down the back hallway and to the private rooms your feet carry you – and when a strong hand grasps at your arm when you pass one of the red doors, you know you don’t have to be afraid.

Kylo is kissing you, walking you backwards the moment he catches you, and you let him. Your arms wind around his strong shoulders, your feet step out of their heels, your eyes slipping closed. It feels so right to have him like this, to have him right here in your arms where he belongs. It’s a dangerous thought, but it floods through you anyway, the relief of holding him this close.

“I can’t stop thinking about your mouth, it’s driving me insane.” Kylo chuckles against your lips, and you grin, your ego stoked. Knowing you’re on his mind is intoxicating, and it’s good payback for all the space he occupies in your brain.  

“Have your fill of me.” You encourage him, the back of your knees bumping against the nicely made bed. You sit right there on the edge, tugging him down down down with you, your tongues sliding together, mouths parting, lips panting and gasping against each other.

“Lay down?” Kylo murmurs, already loosening his bowtie.

“We can’t have sex here.” You shake your head regrettably, but he waves the thought off. He wouldn’t fuck you in a place like this.  

“No, no I know -- just let me eat your pussy for a little while, please?” His eyes are so big and pleading, brown in the low light of the red room. He throws a look to the clock on the wall and sighs, “I have a meeting and I'm going to be so late but the thought of not tasting you right this very second just might kill me.”

You roll your eyes and bite your lip with fond exasperation, before falling backwards the rest of the way onto the mattress and letting him kneel in front of you.

He pushes the skirt of your cocktail gown up, his strong arms slipping around your thighs as he nuzzles his cheek against your skin. He kisses and sucks a little trail to your folds, tugging aside your panties just enough that he can swipe his tongue through you, licking up your slick and juices.

“Fuck, that’s good.” You moan with a happy sigh as he plunges his tongue into your cunt, thrusting shallowly as his nose rubs and teases at your clit, “Oh god Kylo – your tongue.”

You can feel him smiling against you, a smile that turns into a great big grin when you tighten a fist in his hair, your back and hips arching up into his mouth. He sucks and licks at your pussy, one of his hands holding your lips open, making out with you and sending jolting shivers of pleasure up your spine. Your head is fuzzy in the best way, and you let out a gentle gasp when he pulls away enough just to fit two fingers into your cunt, tongue lapping up around them.

“You’re so sweet,” Kylo murmurs, kisses your inner thigh, the pad of his thumb pressing down on your clit and stimulating it while his fingers crook inside of you, stretching you wider to take more of his tongue. It’s long, and he has every intention of making you come on it. “Angel, baby girl, this pussy’s so sweet. Like wine, summer wine.”

“More, I want more.” You card your fingers through his hair while your chest heaves, nipples stiff inside your bra, the friction only making your pussy wetter for him. You whimper and whine, lipstick smudging from how often you lick your lips.

“Shh, shh angel, relax for me.” Kylo soothes you, speeding his fingers up some more, spreading them in little scissoring motions, thrusting them in and out of you.

It isn’t long before he replaces those fingers with his tongue again, the hot wet muscle spelling out his name against your walls, making you sweat, making your toes curl. You hold him in place, refusing to lessen your grip, wanting him to drown in your cunt. He chuckles, the sound deep and vibrating up into your very being, ricocheting through your bones, as your pleasure mounts and mounts and mounts -- until you’re coming into his mouth with a moan.

Kylo drinks you down, until he’s sure that you’re finished, your body shuddering and jolting gently on top of the covers. He cleans you up with his mouth, sucking your oversensitive skin until that slippery slide of slick is gone.

“Do you really have a meeting?” You breathe, chest aching.

That’s how this went, wasn’t it? You meet up, you fool around, and then someone leaves. More often than not, it’s him, that’s how it goes. That was the very nature of the relationship and it worked…didn’t it?

A small voice in the back of your head was starting to pipe up and quietly say, no, it wasn’t. But what you want, you can’t have, not yet anyway.

“Yes.” Kylo sounds regretful, and you wonder if he’s got the same thoughts in his head, the same voice egging him on, telling him to leave everything behind and run off with you, the way yours does every day now. He doesn’t say it, if there is. Instead he caresses your cheek with a sweaty palm and reassures you with, “Don’t worry, I’ll find you after.”

“I might not stick around.” You challenge, stretching the stiffness out of your legs, easing them back down into a more relaxed pose.

“There isn’t anywhere that you could go, where I wouldn’t follow.” Kylo says seriously, the kind of seriousness that he doesn’t often show you, let alone in moments like these.

“That’s creepy.” You reply, just to lighten the mood.

It works, he chuffs out a laugh and rolls his eyes.

“No, it’s romantic.” He counters, only to be met with a raise of your brow. He puts his hands up in surrender, amending, “For us, anyway.”

“Go to your meeting.” You nudge him with your foot, not wanting him to go at all.

He can tell, you know he can, with the way he hesitates. You shoo him playfully, and eventually, he steps into the bathroom to wipe off his chin, wash his hands. You listen to the water run, and think about how domestic of a sound that is, how domestic it could be.

But neither of you were domestic, an agent and her criminal, and so when Kylo steps back into the red room and lingers in the doorframe, when he smiles at you with his bowtie all crooked, you’re not too sour. You get up off the bed on shaky legs and make your way to him, undoing and retying the bowtie so it’s perfectly presentable, and he kisses you sweetly.

It’s just like he said, he’ll always find you, and you’re certain that you’ll be visited by him again real real soon.

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Best Life Series episode #7

S1E7: Scar rebuilds Joel's roof, Grian sets up TNT around the bunker, the Battle of the Red Desert, Jimmy is eliminated, Scott and Grian lose their first lives, Cleo, Bdubs and Tango go to the desert to help, but Cleo and Tango are killed, Martyn is killed by a skeleton while trying to escape Scar and Scott, Cleo attacks Ren but is eliminated by Skizz, the Pizza and Crastle Alliance meets at the Crastle, the red army attacks and Skizz is killed by Grian

Dangthatsalongname: The one where they all BLOW UP!

S2E7: Mumbo and Skizz are hired to kill Etho by Grian and Impulse, Mumbo knocks Impulse off of the ghast farm, Mumbo and Jimmy trap Mumbo's bunker in an attempt to kill Grian, but they are both eliminated, the boogey is rerolled because Pearl lost power, Martyn tries to boogey kill Grian, but Joel steals the kill, Lizzie kills BigB with firework rockets, and BigB is blown up by one of Pearl's trapped chests while going back to get his stuff, Martyn uses a TNT minecart to kill Tango, Grian and Impulse spawn the wither in the snow fort, Etho tells Bdubs to kill a red to get a life back, he kills Lizzie but is killed by Grian before getting a life from Etho

Grian: BETRAYED

S4E7: Joel and Grian fall off the ladder to Bread Bridge 2, Jimmy acciedentally shoots Grian off the ladder, Grian kills Jimmy, Skizz finishes his affirmations. Grian kills Scott, Tango, Impulse and Etho with a TNT minecart, Bdubs and Scott allow Jimmy to kill them for time, Jimmy falls off Skynet and is eliminated, Grian and Joel have a funeral for Jimmy, Skizz lets Etho eliminate him, Joel kills Grian and Scar, but is killed by Scott twice and eliminated, Grian joins the nosy neighbors

MCSKIZZLEMAN: UNTIED!!!

S5E7: Etho and Skizz are the Devil and Angel on Cleo's shoulders, Grian gets a pet magma cube named Etho's Dishwasher, Scar sells Joel Lizzie's spine, everyone but Cleo, Grian, Martyn, and Scott are infected with the boogeyman curse, Scar burns down the Heart Foundation, Scar accidentally kills Gem, Pearl and Etho summon a warden

Geminitay: How I killed the Entire Secret Life Server (nearly)

S2E9: Pearl blows up Ren on the Green Life Club dancefloor, Martyn is the last yellow, and is killed by Pearl on Magical Mountain, Grian sets off a TNT trap at spawn, which doesn't kill anyone, I'm the following battle, Joel kills Cleo and Etho, but Scott kills Grian and Joel, the final four agree to have a free-for-all, and Scott wins

Dangthatsalongname: The Final Life