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pervyroomate!Satoru who can't believe his luck when you answer his online ad for a roomate: "What made you seek out a male roommate, honey? Ain't cha scared the big bad wolf is gonna get ya in your sleep?" You scoff with a heavy eye roll. "Fuck no." He can't stop the smile slowly forming on his pretty face. 'Ya should be.' He thinks, already imagining how'd look naked and squirming beneath him as he made you cry on his cock.
pervyroomate!Satoru that despite his amazing mouth-watering muscles, he mostly watched as you move your belongings into his spacious 2 bd apt: "What the fuck, Gojo? You specifically demanded I not hire movers as you're 'stronger than any of those limp dick fuckers.'" You can't see how he leans against the wall amused, arms crossed and intently staring at the way your small cotton shorts gets lost between your plump brown ass cheeks as you struggle takin boxes to your new bedroom. "Sorry, the views just so damn spectacular. Lookin so fuckin good, baby." Your cheeks warm in embarrasment as you abandon the heavy box, rush into the room and slam the door. Satoru only chuckles, fixin his raging boner as he heads downstairs to get the rest of your stuff.
pervyroomate!Satoru does anything he can in the upcoming weeks to rile you up by any means: "Gojo, put on some goddamn clothes for christ sake. My girls are gone be here soon and none of em wanna see that fuckin shit." You grumble as you sit on the couch and turn on the Netflix app. He laughs heartily, dramatically ploppin down next to you. Its impossible not to notice how his naked chest ripples, how low his black briefs sit on his hips. His hypnotic ocean blue eyes linger on your thick cocoa thighs before meeting your gaze. "Fabrications. Your BFF cornered me in our kitchen just the other day.. Damn near begged me to dick her down. Wanted so bad to tell her I'm savin that for you." He leans in close to your stunned face to whisper his last sentence and gets up, heading to his bedroom. Your left starin at his spot on the couch with wide eyes and wet panties.
pervyroomate!Satoru purposely switched out the dark shower curtain a few months into you moving in with a clear one, finding any reason to disturb your alone time: "Hey y/n, need to brush my teeth real fast." Doesn't bother knocking, quickly stepping in before you have time to cover your wet body. His eyes seem a shade darker as he scans up and down your soapy, naked frame. A small 'fuck' escaping his pretty lips as he stares unashamed. "Gojo, what the hell?!" You screech, arms quickly covering your glistening breasts as you cup your other hand over your pussy. You could literally melt on the spot at the way she clenches at his intense gaze. "Get the fuck out!" The damn pervert looks on for a moment longer, actually having the audacity to palm his cock a few times. "Okay okay, baby, damn. Why you gotta be like that? You showed me yours, don't you want me to show you mine?" He asks with pouty lips as he finally backs out the bathroom, arms raised in surrender. You stop shielding your tits to throw a bar of dove soap at his stark white locks. He only chuckles, quickly shutting the door to avoid impact. "Fuckin creep, Gojo!!"
pervyroomate!Satoru flirts with you relentlessly, crossing every boundary and every line over the next few months: "You gettin the snacks, babe?" Satoru calls from the front room. You roll your eyes at the pet name before you feel a stinging SMACK! to your plump behind. "Ow, Gojo! You fuckin asshole. Quit it!" You swat at the childish nuisance but he dodges your attack easily, leaning against the kitchen counter a few feet away. Fuckin guy has spent the better part of the day smackin your ass while yelling 'Smack Ass Friday!' like a damn teenager. "Awe, come on pretty! Love watchin how your ass bounces when I do it." He coos at you before swerving a bag of doritos you quickly chuck his way. "Boy, I don't give a fuck. You touch it again and you're goin down." It's insulting how lightly he takes your threat; walking right up, grabbin a handful of each ass cheek and smashing your hips together. His half hard dick feels chubby as fuck against you, girth of him makin you gasp and clutch as his shoulders. Your insides clench at the feelin of him pressed against you. "Fuck, I been waitin to go down on you. Name the time and place sweetheart." He tells you sweetly, swiping his thumb across your bottom lip, kissing you on the cheek and retreating to the living room. Damn this man must love leaving you speechless, heart and pussy fluttering to his dirty words.
pervyroomate!Satoru notices how much you love how he smells: whether it's his natural scent or cologne. You take his shirts without his permission too often, only wantin the ones he'd previously worn. Loves how he comes home late one night and catches you in one of his stolen white t-shirts. Neckline pulled up to your nose, tittes jiggling wildly underneath as you play with yourself. He stares between the crack of your bedroom door, hand swiftly squeezin at his dick as he watches you mindlessly rub yourself over your underwear. y/e/c eyes shut tight, quietly moaning his name like a fuckin prayer. "Toruuuuu! Fuh-uuuck Satoru, love how you smell. Mmmm, soooo good. Want you so m-much, need you to fuck me Toru!" His mouth hangs wide open as he humps his hand faster atop his light blue jeans, absolutely entranced how you frantically rub at your throbbing lil pearl. "Ahhhh! Oh my god, Toru please!" He's so greatful for a front row seat to witness you cum like a fuckin virgin. Fuck are you one?Can't help his deranged whisper as he commits the scene to memory. "That's it, baby. Cum for me. Fuck.. I know that lil pussy's so gushy for me right now. Can't wait to see it up close, gonna make her cream all over me pretty girl." Head pushed back into your fluffy pink pillow, pretty y/h/c hair splayed out makin you look like a goddess in the throes of passion to him. "Wanna cum on your cock, Satoruuuu!" His shirt rides up on you, showing him how your tummy pudge jiggles as your body convulses into an arch. You bite your lip to muffle the rest of your pleasure. It's okay. The sight is enough for Satoru. He paints the inside of his new jeans immediately, free hand cupped over his mouth as his eyes roll back, his hips repeatedly jerking his clothed spasming cock into the palm of his hand.
pervyroomate!Satoru who asks you the nastiest shit just to see you sexually flustered: You're in bed reading, back against the headboard with Satoru's head in your lap. Your hand carelessly cards through his soft hair, nails lightly scratchin at his scalp. So cute the way he whines at you to continue everytime you accidentally pause as you get to a good part in your book. "Hey baby?" His voice so innocent that you know for a fact the next words outta his mouth are gonna be filthy as fuck. "Yeah?" "How come you only call me Satoru when you're on your back, fingers in that pretty lil pussy?" His tone is laced with the genuine wonder of a child asking a simple question. Your jaw might as well be on the floor. "G-Gojo!" Shocked exclamation half accusatory, half scolding. "What? I really wanna know, y/n. Sound as pretty as you looked in my shirt when you moan it like you did the other night; made me cum so hard listenin." He's lookin up at you upside down but you're absolutely mortified, using your book to hide your face. What do you even say to him right now? "Aww, baby don't be shy. I do it when I think about you too. Cept I usually have a pair of your panties up to my nose." He shares with you happily and unapologetic, pulling the book from your fingers to toss it to the floor. "I wanna hear you say it like that again." Turning on his belly to leer at your clothed pussy through your tiny bottoms. Your breath picks up in anticipation, starin as his fine ass leans foward and gives a slow lick from slit to clit. The urgent, intense sensations has you squealing out his name as you slide both hands into his hair. "Satoruuu!" Slidin your shorts to the side, admiring your moist plump pussy lips. "Fuck baby, say it again. Just like that." He commands you, latching onto your sensitive lil button. All you can do is comply, buckin into his mouth as you wail 'Satoru' over and over to the damn heavens.
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Vying (Alastor x Gn!Reader x Vox)
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cw: mentions of violence, drugs and vulgar language (minor stuff, nothing extreme)
wc: 3,750
Part 2
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Hell's latest arrival is fascinating indeed. They have already accumulated a vast amount of souls in an alarmingly short period of time. It has even the Vees in a mild panic as they discuss the matter in the conference room of Vox Tech Interprise.
"How come no one has even seen 'em?" Vox groaned, leaning back in his chair. Valentino was playing around with a few pills. "I don't know, but some of my whores have gone missing," he crushes a pill in frustration as he spat out, "I don't enjoy some new-comer threatening my business." However Velvet seemed the least bothered by it. She scrolled on her phone, whilst the guys kept discussing how to move forward. According to the web forums, imps and sinners alike have been attacked. "And none of your fancy cameras caught them?" Valentino asked, a snicker escaping his lips, "Looks like they weren't worth all that money..." Vox shot him a glare. White noise quietly filled the room before dying down again.
Sighing Vox replied, "That's why I'm so fucking confused! No matter who, I was able to track 'em..." "Heh, sounds like the whole Radio Demon thing all over again," Velvet remarked, still scrolling away on her phone. Vox clenched his fists. Valentino noticed and whistled lowly, "Carefule sweetheart, you're breaking the TV again." "Why are you even here if you're not bothered by the situation?" Vox snarled. Giggling Velvet answered, "Why shouldn't I watch you two losers panic over some nobody?" "This 'nobody' has killed several sinners and is on track to become a new Overlord if this continues," Vox retorted, standing up to leave the conference room, "it's going to be bad for business." Valentino continued fiddling with the drugs, whilst Velvet just hummed, "Don't get too upset though, darling!" Vox grumbled, leaving as swiftly as possible.
Either this new arrival will pose a threat to the business or become a new ally of the Vees, there is no other way to look at it, at least for Vox. Now that the damn Radio Demon is also back in town, this new-comer could also attract his attention. Sighing deeply, Vox can only hope Alastor won't humour their existence and just ignore it instead of making them sell their soul away. The infamous Radio Demon getting even stronger. Vox couldn't imagine how fucking annoying that would be. He was also expecting the hotel to take priority over the new-comer, at least for a little while.
Typing away on his broad computer, Vox quickly skimed through his camera systems in case they caught something. They caught no attack, however an unfamiliar figure appeared on screen. It was a far leap, that this was the power hungry new-comer, but it was at least something to go off on he supposed. Keeping a close eye on them, Vox continued stalking their moving. They are of a fairly small frame for sinners. Not necessarily petite, but small enough for it to be noteworthy. Their appearance resembles that of a beaver, Vox noted. They picked something up from the ground. A phone perhaps? To be honest, he thought he was wasting time. They were just aimlessly walking around and now seem to be entering an alleyway? Curiosity got the better of him and Vox switched into the right camera.
The scene before him shocked his very core. The one possibility he hoped to not unfold was staring right back at him. Alastor stood before them. His grin was as bright as ever. Both of them were conversing, but the camera was far high up, picking up only little audio. Vox was fuming, slamming his fists on the table. Should he go and interrupt them or just watch them? Alastor didn't notice the camera yet, seeing as how the screen was still clear. In the end, he opted to keep watching them.
In the meantime, Alastor was quite amused by the little copycat in front of him. "My, my! It seems my legacy is still intact on earth," Alastor declared proudly. The other sinner could only cross their arms. "Your 'legacy' is only known because you got caught," they snarled, pointing a thumb to their chest, "I never got caught! Only that wretched heart of mine failed me!" Alastor gripped his staff tighter as his grin started straining. "Carefule now, sweetheart. My death is a touchy subject," he warned, the static noise slightly increasing. They only rolled their eyes, Alastor however heaved a breath to calm down. "Nevertheless, you are just like me! Using the same style and method as I used to," he remarked. Clenching their fists, ready to fight, the other sinner barked, "I'm (Y/n)! I'm more than you! What the fuck is your problem? What do you want from me?" The Overlord twirled his staff as he adjusted his coat and said cheerfully, "Well you see, my dear! I've come with an offer." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow, but ultimately relaxed.
"I've noticed your rapid killing spree, yet again reminding me of the simpler times when I first arrived in hell," Alastor chuckled, a wide smirk etching on his face, "I thought to myself, a talented soul such as yourself would need a good ally to guide them through the furious flames of Hell, so I wanted to offer my services!" "No thanks," (Y/n) curtly answered, "I don't want to keep hearing your yapping." Alastor shrugged, "What a shame, I would have preferred to use no violence." Before the new-comer could react, Alastor pinned them up against the wall with his shadow arms. (Y/n) struggled against the demon's might, while Alastor stepped forward slowly. "I think you misunderstood, dear," he explained, static noise following his voice, "I need your allyship and I believe it to be quite beneficial for you too." "Why? 'Cause you won't kill me? I don't care!" (Y/n) shot back. Alastor snickered, but before his lips let another word leave, white noise fills the air.
Vox slides through the air and finally lands behind Alastor. He adjusted his suit before speaking, "Radio Demon." (Y/n) saw Alastor's grin exceedingly strain. He turned his head before fully facing the other Overlord. "Can't you see we are busy here?" Alastor asked irritated. "What the fuck are doing with the new-comer?" Vox replied. Clicking his tongue, Alastor retorted, "That is none of your business. Now shoo, we still have matters to discuss." "You're not discussing shit without me!" Vox barked, "I want them for myself and for the company." "Oh, piss off!" Alastor hissed, his static noise increasing significantly, "Your little group was too late and now I got to them first." "My Vees are more capable of taking such a soul than your old ass!" "Why you little-" Alastor stopped as he realised (Y/n) left his grip.
"How?" Vox exclaimed. He looked around the alleyway before they both hear a voice from above. "You guys suck!" They yelled from the rooftop, "It's gonna be on my terms if I wanna see you again, so leave me alone!" Swiftly they left, leaving the two Overlords simmering in anger. Vox sighed in defeat, "I guess, I'm taking my leave- Huh?!" The camera which got him here in the first place was now destroyed and hanging by merely a single cable. He looked to his side, seeing Alastor's leaving figure wave dismissivly without another glance. If Vox's internalt cooling system wasn't that effective, he would have steam escaping his frame right now.
After leaving the alleyway, Alastor made his way back to the hotel. How troublesome for Vox to show up. Alastor would have preferred this interest of his to not get noticed by Vox and subsequently by the other Vees. A contract with (Y/n) would certainly have been most ideal, but Alastor was ready to accept just about anything as long as they followed his lead. He viewed them like a little puppy and a very cute one at that. They keep on barking, but sound far too adorable to be threatening. "Maybe," Alastor thought, "we can even expand our relationship to something more proper." It was an indearing image to have them be sweet to him, especially since they have such a feisty personality. He would even graciously offer to be sweet as well. Ah, to get to that point will be difficult, but so thrilling as well!
His thoughts wandered back to the hotel. Charlie went on and on about how wonderful it would be for this 'oh-so' tortured soul to find themself healing in the hotel, so that also could have helped with his relations to her too. Alastor gripped his staff tighter. But of course that won't happen because of that noisy little picture box. The next time he sees that good for nothing demon, he is going to make him remember what it means to get on the Radio Demon's bad side.
Nevertheless Alastor kept his pace brisk and his destination in mind. "After that disaster, whatever chaos is happening in the hotel will probably lighten up the mood," he mused, grinning with far more genuine care. For what it's worth, the hotel has so far always been mildly entertaining at least. "Oh shit," a voice said as soon as Alastor entered. Before him stood (Y/n) who apparently just secured a place in the hotel, assuming by Charlie's big smile. Laughing hysterically, the Overlord couldn't help saying, "I thought you wanted to be left alone? Change of heart, my dear?" (Y/n)'s expression soured at the mocking display, while Charlie looked confused. "Wait do you guys know each other?" she asked, gazing between the both of you. "Yeah, we met. That fucker pinned me up against a wall," (Y/n) explained, frowning at Alastor who had stoped laughing, but still had a shit eating grin on his face.
"Oooh, kinky~," Angeldust remarked. Alastor briefly glanced at him before resuming to look at (Y/n). "So you're also staying at this wonderful establishment?" He asked, loving the way their eyes widened at the revelation. "Not anymore," they answered curtly, making their way out of the door. "Wait! Hold on!" Charlie intervened, placing a hand on their shoulder, "I'm sure we can look past this!" "No, not as long as that guy apologises for stalking me and pining me up against that wall!" (Y/n) stated, crossing their arms. Charlie looked at Alastor. Alastor looked at Charlie. He frowned. "You can't possibly be serious?" "Come on! It is the only way to fix the damage," Charlie expressed, placing her hands on her chest, "I know it's difficult to admit when we were wrong, but it is never too late to start doing the right thing." Alastor rolled his eyes. "Very well, as you wish," he cleared his throat, fixing his gaze upon (Y/n), "I apologise for my rude and improper behaviour. It won't happen again."
(Y/n) relaxes a little. Although she didn't really believe his apology, Charlie being able to keep him in check was good enough for now. "However!" Alastor continued, "I want you to keep in mind, my behaviour was purely made out of good intentions." "That's a lie if I ever heard one...," Husk chimed in dismissivly. Alastor shot him a small glare which made Husk turn away. Charlie was beaming, "See? We can all become good friends!" "I'd be fine with settling for acquaintances," (Y/n) stated, smiling for the first time since arriving in hell. "Just fine by me, darling," Alastor commented, "How about I give you a tour of the hotel? I know my way around here quite well." (Y/n) wanted to decline, however upon seeing Charlie's pleading eyes, they accepted.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Alastor clasped his hands together, "Let's start immediately, shall we?" He extended his arm for (Y/n) to interlink it and hesitantly they did. As they are making their way through the hall, (Y/n) hears Angeldust lowly whistle, "Damn, wouldn't have thought creepy eyes to have the hots for someone..." Groaning quietly, (Y/n) tried ignoring that statement. As soon as Charlie was out of sight, (Y/n) stopped holding onto Alastor's arm. He allowed it, continuing to talk about the hotel. They stopped at one particular room. Alastor taped on the door. "This shall be your room! Allow me," he said, opening the door and letting them in first.
The room was definitely spacious. A cushy queen-sized bed accompanied by a cute nightstand. "Sweet!" (Y/n) exclaimed, jumping face first into the bed. Groaning they commented in muffles, "So much comfier than my old bed..." Rolling onto their back, they sat up and looked more around. In the corner there was a closet as well as a nice couch coupled with matching table. A TV stood in front of the bed. However Alastor noticed the TV too and by the snap of his fingers replaced it with an old fashioned radio. It looked as stylish as the man himself, but (Y/n) would have definitely preferred the TV. "Hey! Why did you replace the TV?" "Well, I believe it to be way more entertaining than that picture box!" Alastor explained, adding, "You also know you will never have someone listen in on your conversations." Slumping back onto the bed, (Y/n) groaned obnoxiously loud. Instead of finding it annoying, Alastor merely laughed at the childish display.
"You can be quite cute when you're less feisty," he commented mindlessly. (Y/n) sat up straight. They looked at him. How can he make such a comment after attacking them? "Is this all a game to you or something?" They asked, genuinely confused at the disconnect this Overlord had to their situation. Alastor cleared his throat, adverting his gaze. "I do not view it like that necessarily, but I suppose the analogy might still work," the Demon began, stepping closer and closer to the bed, "The feistier you get, the more interested I become, so I win. You act more docile and you will still have to deal with me, so you continue losing." "But if I become 'docile' as you put it, you will lose interest, won't you?" (Y/n) asked, backing away slightly as Alastor's grin seemed to reach his eyes again.
"If that's what you believe, sure," he chuckled, "I might lose interest." Scowling deeply, (Y/n) hoped for their looks to kill. Sadly Alastor still stood before them and continued, "You know, I only mean well." "Yeah right," they retorted sarcastically, rolling their eyes. "No, no," he replied, taking a seat on the bed, "I'm quite serious, dear." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow, saying, "So that's why you attacked me? You make no sense!" "Alright, allow me to explain my thoughts," Alastor began, placing his staff to the side, "There are many dangers as well as quirks in hell a new-comer such as yourself wouldn't know." He gazed in (Y/n)'s eyes. Their shine reminded him of the stars his mother and he would wish upon. Alastor continued, smiling softly, "I mean, you thought I could kill you for example." (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "You can't?" They asked shocked.
Alastor shook his head, "No, not exactly. I do have ways to eliminate folks, but not to kill them for good. That specialty is reserved for angels only." Giving him a questioning look, (Y/n) silently asked for him to elaborate. Alastor did, explaining how the extermination takes place every year. Well, now it happens every 6 months. "Wow, yeah no," (Y/n) murmered, scratching their head, "I wouldn't have known that..." They scowled, "But wait, that doesn't explain you trying to force me into some allyship?" Chuckling Alastor explained, "That was far too forward, I'll admit. I just couldn't help, but find having my little fan in a contract with me to be most adorable." "I'm still not your fan, or copycat for that matter," (Y/n) pointed out, smiling at his ridiculous behaviour.
Alastor shrugged, "I suppose we will never come to an agreement on that." The Demon stood up before remembering something. "Oh! On that note, you might want to visit the cannibal district," Alastor suggested, loving the way their eyes lit up, "I'll gladly accompany you anytime you wish." (Y/n) nodded, joking that he should pay for their visit as an actual apology. Surprisingly Alastor agreed, calling it a 'rendezvous'. "Sure, as long as you pay, I don't care what you call it," (Y/n) remarked, finally relaxing on their bed. "Then that's settled!" Alastor declared, making his way out of the door after adding, "If you need me, I'll be in my room right across the hall." That made (Y/n) look at his retreating figure with wide eyes. This motherfucker planned this right from the get-go. What clever little asshole...
Ah, whatever! The guy is kind of okay now in (Y/n)'s eyes. I mean, he did give them solid information about this place, so that's good. Pulling out the phone, they stole, the sinner fiddled with the password before opening it. The background wallpaper was some red guy with a wolf? Werewolf? "I guess, I can ask Alastor about the creatures here...," They thought, mindlessly scrolling through the phone and occasionally changing bits and pieces. Their thoughts circled back to what Alastor said with how someone can listen into their conversations. Was he referring to that TV guy? And does this apply to anything electronic like a phone? I mean, a radio is also powered by electricity, but Alastor is fine with those, so maybe it's only TVs.
Chuckling to themself, (Y/n) muttered under their breath, "That TV guy was so lame... Showed up to just bitch..." White noise fills the room after the words leave their lips. Through their phone Vox entered the room. "Hey! That was uncalled for!" He yelled, pointing at (Y/n) who sat up on the bed with a grin. "I figured you were a loser, but you definitly topped expectations," they giggled, finding his flushed face hilarious. Vox was about to retort, but instead he cleared his throat. He lowly chuckled, "I think we met on the wrong foot, let's start fresh." Stepping closer, Vox took the opportunity to take (Y/n)'s hand and give it a quick peck. "The name is Vox," he looked up at them through hooded eyes, "I'm the CEO of VoxTech." (Y/n) retrieved their hand, wiping it on the bedsheets and murmuring a quiet 'ew'.
Vox frowned, but quickly bounced back with a smirk. "I told you, you suck," they reminded him, growling, "And if I wanna get to know you, it would have to be on my terms. Now leave before I show you what I'm capable of." "Oh, I know what you're capable of," Vox smiled devilishly, "my cameras caught a good handful of your attacks. It was truly fascinating to watch you eat those souls up." (Y/n) quirked an eyebrow, "You done?" Vox continued, "So I want you to join my team, the Vees. You will experience great benefits from it, I can assure you." "I don't wanna join some team. Alastor is already enough to deal with for now," (Y/n) explained, turning their back to Vox, so they could continue playing around with the phone.
"Hey!" Vox's voice was a little distorted. He turned (Y/n) to their back, effectively pinning their shoulders. "That old-timey freak is a waste of time. If you go with me, I can open any door you want! Everything will lay beneath our feet! All you have to do is join me," Vox explained, sparks of electricity flying through the air as he tightened his grip. (Y/n) blushed a little due to the closeness, adverting their gaze. Expecting some sort of rebuttal, Vox didn't understand their reaction. As he allowed himself to actually think for a moment longer, he realised the position, he put them in. "Oh wait, shit," Vox immediately backed away, stuttering, "I-I didn't mean to- Fuck, I blew it..." "I make that decision, mind you," (Y/n) reminded him, making Vox's eyes wide. "So you're considering my proposal?" He asked, his voice laced with pure anticipation.
(Y/n) couldn't help, but find the behaviour mildly amusing. If Vox had a tail, it would be walking back and forth right now. "I guess, I'll think about," they replied, noting the huge grin on Vox's face, "But I don't you to be around me and listening into my conversations. Especially those with Alastor's." Pouting Vox groaned in annoyance. "If you don't follow that, I will not only refrain from joining the... your team, I will also make sure to eat your soul up and leave no crumbs," (Y/n) threatened, making Vox chuckle. "Sure, whatever. As long as you consider me, I can follow that small request," Vox said, stretching his arms, "Well! I'm gonna take my leave now." Smiling softly Vox looked into (Y/n)'s eyes, "It was a pleasure speaking to you, sweetheart." And with a snap of his fingers he left as he came, finally leaving (Y/n) alone.
Heaving a big sigh, the sinner relaxed once again. What a weird guy... "He is just like a puppy...," they thought, smiling gently. Hell really is chaotic, as expected, but this certainly tops expectations. (Y/n) can't wait for what Hell has in store for them.
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Can you do one where you’re new at school and you sit with hellfire bc you met one of them in your class earlier and Jason tries to scare you away from them but you tell him off and Eddie is so impressed?
"Thank you again for inviting me to sit with you," You smile at Gareth who nods politely at you, grateful that your chemistry lab partner had taken pity on you after hearing you were new.
"I can't believe he hitched up his big boy pants enough to offer," Eddie speaks from the head of the table, smirking condescendingly at his friend, "He's not exactly a lady killer."
There's an eruption of laughter at Gareth's expense and you monitor his reaction, a good-natured roll of his eyes even though he picks uninterestedly at his food. You can tell they're all comfortable enough to tease each other, another piece of their dynamic you now know.
"So mean!" You laugh incredulously, bumping your shoulder gently into Gareth's as he blushes bright red. A curly-haired boy across from you, Dustin if you remember the introductions you'd gotten at the beginning of lunch correctly, leans over to whisper something to Mike. The boys giggle over it in secret, and you shoot them a sweet smile.
"It's true!" Eddie charges on, munching on an almond, "There was this one time last year, he was so into this-" Eddie's teasing anecdote about Gareth and his flirting skills is cut short before it gets any good, a stony silence falling over the table as someone looms over the vacant end opposite Eddie.
"You're new, right?" A boy in a varsity jacket raises his eyebrows at you, the table tensing as they recognize him.
"Um, yeah." You're immediately uncomfortable with the stiff atmosphere, "Why?"
"I'm Jason Carver." He offers that as his only explanation, "Come sit with us."
"I.. I'm sitting here." You lamely offer, not understanding the awkward request, "I don't want to switch seats."
"They're freaks, y'know? Devil worshippers." Jason narrows his eyes at you, "'S that really who you wanna sit with?"
"Devil worshippers?" You echo, "What are you talking about?"
"Y/N," Eddie warns, his hand barely ghosting over your own as it lays on the smooth lunch table, "Don't-"
"Don't what?" Jason spits, "Don't ask? You don't want 'em to know? You don't want me to tell them that you're all satanic monsters?"
"We play DnD," Dustin pipes up earnestly, "It's not satanic!"
You glance down at the shirt he's wearing, the shirt that all of them coordinated for the day. It has two dice on it, a devil in the middle, and various weapons scattered around. They'd mentioned the name Hellfire when you'd sat down, welcomed you to it. But you hadn't quite grasped the nature of the club before now.
You don't know much about DnD. One of your friends back home had played it, had invited you a few times, but you'd been too scared of ridicule during the learning process to ever take her up on it. One thing you do know, though, is that it's not satanic. It's a game, for fuck's sake, it's not a ritual.
For just a moment, you play along. You let faux-fear flood into your eyes, widening them slightly, "Oh no. Not Dungeons and Dragons. Really?"
"Really." Jason nods, pride puffing up his chest as he reels you in, "There's a reason they always sit alone. They sacrifice anyone new who tries to join. Come with me now and we'll keep you safe."
"We don't-" Eddie tries again, but you slip your hand out from under his, placing it on top instead. It silences him, and he glances down at the touch uncertainly.
"Do you have any tinfoil left over from when you made your hat?" You cock a condescending eyebrow at the basketball player, "Or do I have to go buy my own?"
Jason's face, once the picture of arrogance, drops to an unreadable expression. Then anger fuels a sneer over his lips, his fists clenching at his sides.
"You know what? Fine. Stay," He scoffs, "See if anyone cares when you turn up missing in a few weeks." He stomps away, akin to a toddler scorned, and you shake your head dismissively at his insane theories.
"Hey if we're sacrificing people," You turn back to your new friends, noting the surprise and amusement on each of their faces, "Can I lead his?"
"You-" Eddie starts, an incredulous chuckle falling from his lips, "You just.. shit!"
"I don't think I've ever seen him get embarrassed," Mike muses, "Good one."
"Does he really think you guys are in a cult?" You pick at your cold fries, popping one in your mouth and speaking through it, "That's so dumb."
"He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer." Eddie quips, his hand shifting under yours, reminding you that you were still touching him.
You feel a strange sense of pride curling in your chest, the reaction of your new friends warming your heart. You smile bashfully at Eddie, lifting your hand under cover of grabbing your drink, but he takes it and squeezes it instead, keeping you in his grasp.
"You, however," He grins brightly at you, the cool metal of his rings sending a shockwave down your spine, "I think we're gonna keep you."
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Timeline—
Au Masterlist!!
Evangeline "Angie" Chandler is from Dallas, Texas. She was raised there by her mother and father, alongside her older and younger sister.
Her mother played hockey alongside Ellen when they were little and remained one of her closest friends up until graduating from college, the two of them lost contact as their lives got busy and they both gained a career and families.
But they got close again when a scout reached out to the Chandler family and offered Angie a position on the USNTDP team, while they were searching for a suitable Billet family they saw Ellen and Jim's names on the list of available rooms and knew that Angie would be in good hands.
Ellen had quite the house full, Quinn was at Umich, Luke and Jack were still at home, and Angie and Alex Turcotte moved into the remaining spare bedrooms as Billet kids. It was hectic, but was so much fun.
Angie loved living with the Hughes, and Ellen quickly became her idol as the mother helped her through the acclimation to playing on an all-boys team, she helped with the tears and the breakdowns, talking her out of quitting her sport when her actual mother couldn't be there to help her through it all.
Angie finishes out her two years with the program, makes an insane name for herself, and suddenly she gets a call from the NHL inviting her out to the combine
The Combine goes well, she is obviously athletically gifted so she does all of the testing just fine, her interviews with teams were a little disheartening, but her ones with the Devils and the Sabres both felt really promising.
Now that it's known throughout the league that a girl was invited out to participate amongst the boys she's getting a little anxious about how real this all is
People either hate her or love her, her stats were impeccable so many hockey lovers are really rooting for her, whereas some people just absolutely hate her
So it becomes a lot, ESPN does a little documentary on her life and achievements, NHL does one on her impact within the program, its a lot of positive media where she's sharing her struggle to be seen as an equal.
She sat through many sexist interviews and read many disgusting tabloids about her that all lacked the conversation of hockey and focused more on literally anything else
But people still really hate her, her 'softness' is not the type of thing the league is built for blah blah blah, misogynistic bullshit.
Anyways, the draft comes around and she is a part of the League "Welcome to the NHL" video along with Cole, Jack, and a few other draftees.
She wore a lavender suit with a list of Women who pushed and fought to get her where she is in life on the inside of her jacket along with a tiny Ellen Hughes quote that said "Give 'em hell," an homage to the woman who pushed her the most.
She was trending on Twitter the second she stepped on that carpet, she was so obsessed with reading how much people hated her as she sat in the stands, that her dad had to take her phone to calm her nerves.
Jack went first like she knew he would, and she was the first person he went to hug after he went through his whole family, whispering a short "I owe this all to you," as she shook her head and hugged him tightly.
She wasn't drafted in the end, and she was so upset, but she was more upset with herself for even thinking that being in the NHL was a possibility.
She ends up crying in Ellen's arms outside of the arena, realizing that nothing she could do would ever be good enough.
She almost quits hockey that summer, but Quinn calls her outraged when she doesn't show up for the first summer training session.
"So that's it?" he asks over the phone.
"I don't know what else I can do Q, I've done everything I can at this point, it's not worth the fight anymore"
He let out a bitter laugh, "So you just let them win?" she sat for a second in silence before he spoke up again, "I'm not allowing that Chandler, I better see you tomorrow or I will show up to your house and drag you here myself." It was safe to say that she went the next day, but the real emotional moment was when Jim texted her telling her that he missed her at practice to tell her he was proud of her for pushing past it all
Then she was off to university, much like most of the USNTDP boys, Jack and Quinn are both now in the League playing their rookie years
Her collegiate rookie year was the same year as covid so it's pretty bland, her team and roommate are the only people she gets to be around so she felt very isolated by the end of the year
Before the entire world shut down though she got a chance to visit Jack during her reading week, and this is where she meets Nico for the first time
It was literally just a week of him and her giving each other heart eyes, Jack was over it the second it started, he wanted time with his Angie and Nico was ruining it.
By the end of her trip, Jack had practically locked her in his room and said that she couldn’t leave until it was time to go home cause he wanted to hang out with just her for a few days, with no Nico, and no distractions.
Luke got drafted in 2021, and she was asked to join Quinn and Jack in a video tribute for him and the Hughes for ESPN, she gladly reached out and accepted the interview.
It was at that time that a producer told her that if she ever wanted to give up her pipe dream, she could always have the backup of reporting or journalism. She was not a fan of that comment.
She was also there to witness Jack’s over-the-top reaction, which she still relentlessly bullies him for.
She spoke a little to Pat Brisson that night, and he hinted that shortly, the league is gonna do some growing and he wants to be the one to represent her if there ever comes a time that she needs it. She tells him that she’ll reach out if she ever needs to.
She became an Assistant/Alternate captain in her second year (2021-2022) and she loved it, she really grew into her role as a leader and her team was amazing.
Nothing happened over the summer of ‘22 other than training, and a summer fling that she meets at a bar in Michigan.
Fall semester 2022 starts and she’s back in Minnesota, but around a month in she gets a call from the devs asking to meet with her.
Nico, Lindy, Tom Fitzgerald, and a few other legal and coaching staff representatives are the few people in the room as they go over the terms and conditions of her joining the team.
It was summed up to her that she was being brought in as that “glue” character in their locker room, that she was to bring that close-knit family structure that they were missing. The staff had heard from many sources that she was the girl they were gonna want to bring this feeling to, so the devs were the first to take a chance on her.
Nico asked her out a few weeks later and it was a hard no, she was almost a little offended that he even attempted.
So there starts the heat of awkward tension between them, they have amazing chemistry, they play the same line, and they spend nearly every waking second in each other's presence, but there is still some tension between the two of them that seems a little less than friendly and slightly flirty.
Angie is not looking for romance whatsoever, she has a shot at a career, and to her, it seems like Nico is trying to jeopardize her place on the team, or that he doesn't see her as a teammate so she is not only mad but also really hurt that he would act like he wants her there but also through his actions shows that he doesn't.
He doesn't get that, he's a man, and he worked hard to get where he is but he's never faced the same challenges as her so he doesn't see how the weight of his actions could affect her shot at a professional career.
She attended the 2023 all-star weekend in Florida with Jack, and they had a blast, she's the one who sunk Sidney in the dunk tank which was a “mega slay” as she explained it to the reporter on sight (her media training went right out the window the second she saw Crosby)
Her being a locker room staple on the team obviously worked cause they make playoffs!!
She plays a really good run too, with 12 points in her 10 games, but she gets injured in game 4 against the Canes and she didn't play game 5
She sprained her knee and broke her wrist from a hit to the boards and was actually distraught when she was told she couldn't play for the rest of the run. She thought the boys would back her up, and she wanted to prove that she wasn't soft and could continue, but Nico put his foot down and told them that they had to think about her health first and not the possibility of a win.
She somehow found herself at the Stanley Cup finals a few weeks later, helping with commentary for ESPN, she was on a panel with Biz and Gretzky which was both equally terrifying and hilarious.
Angie also attended her first-ever NHL awards ceremony, she was a finalist for ‘Rookie of the Year’ and she won!!!
Nico saw her in her gown and was literally like 😻😻😻 the entire night, Lindy would not let him live it down either, he was relentlessly bullying the Captain every time he even glanced at the girl who was basically the fan favourite on the carpet.
Her summer is spent with a strict physical therapy regimen, but she still has a lot of fun, even attended the Tkachuck wedding with the Hughes’
She spends a week in Sweden with Jesper cause his mother really wants to meet this girl whom both Nicole and Jesper raved about during the season.
Going into her sophomore year she was so scared of ending up in a slump, and she did absolutely that from stressing about it so much.
Her sophomore year is also the year she realizes just how loved she is by the team, because of this slump all of the boys are doing everything in their power to get her through it.
It's also the year she realizes that she might be in love with her captain, but she definitely pushes that thought far to the back of her mind, not willing to think or reflect on it cause she needs to focus on herself and her career.
At this point, Nico has accepted that she views him as a teammate and nothing more so he is just focused on the betterment of the team, but deep down he knows that he will never meet someone more perfect for him than her.
Luke puts him into perspective during training camp while he's bitching about how he doesn't understand why she just won't let him be happy. And Luke being the basically little brother he is just sits up and rips into Nico for being so blind.
"It's like no one in this locker room realizes how much harder she worked for this than we all did?" he looked at the captain as everyone quieted, "she has a point to prove, you just have to play hockey, she has to show that she is worthy to even ben considered equal" and with that, he headed out to the ice, stunning Nico, his brother, and literally everyone in the room.
So that's why he has dropped any type of advances for her that he was trying to pursue, realizing that he was only harming her by trying to chase whatever feelings he had.
Angie on the other end is dealing with a mental battle, cause she never wants to be known as that girl who gets on this team and starts sleeping with her captain, having a reputation followed by a negative connotation is the last thing she wants.
But it's the holidays, they are in Ohio and are celebrating a win against the Blue Jackets in one of the hotel conference rooms, and Nico and her have not left each other's sides all night.
The two of them decide to step out for a second of air, cold air filling their lungs as they just quietly stare at each other. The night had been filled with fleeting glances and quick moments of physical touch as they sat next to each other, thighs brushing against each other and hands momentarily touching.
So now they are standing outside with this thick tension between them, and she just kisses him.
It's safe to say that she runs straight to her hotel after profusely apologizing to him, his eyes wide as she steps away from him with shaky hands and then just leaves him in shock.
She calls Quinn immediately, she doesn't know why, but she needs to tell someone, and she can't tell Jack, she sure as shit can't tell Trevor or any of the other USNTDP boys, so she calls her basically older brother.
Quinn assures her that she isn't going to get kicked off the team for a simple kiss, and Nico will surely be fine in the morning
Nico is just absolutely gagged, so he's fine, just shocked.
She literally can't look at him for weeks, and he's going insane from her ignoring him, so he pulls her aside and is like 'This needs to stop'
Nico stops her on her way out of Lindy's office and says he needs to talk, she is literally frozen in fear as they walk to an empty room. "Are we okay?" "I am so sorry," they say at the same time as they just stare at each other.
"Why are you sorry?"
"I kissed you? and it was weird and unprofessional?"
"It's fine, just stop being weird about it, it happened, we move past it," he said, trying not to smother her with the feelings that he's still trying to keep it at bay, "do you regret it?"
"Yes," is all she says before sighing and watching him nod and leave the room.
They both know she doesn't actually regret it, she is just doing what is best for her and for her name.
I have no idea how they get together just yet, so if you guys have any ideas lmk!!!
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#neveragodau!!#nico hischier blurb#nico hischier imagine#nico hischier#nico hischier fluff#jack hughes#luke hughes#nj devils
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Sad Songs and Sunrises
An "I'm Still Here" AU Series Flashback Short
John Dory never passed up a good sunrise. If there was a moment Branch couldn’t find his brother, that was probably where he was. Somewhere high up, watching the sun slowly rise above the horizon. Branch mostly liked to sleep in so he usually missed them, not that he particularly felt the need to see so many. The sun came up. The sun went down. It happened over and over and over again.
There were a few times Branch had woken up early enough to join him, usually when he couldn’t get back to sleep. JD always made him a cup of coffee, if they had it, or just brought another mug for the tea that his older brother tended to drink. It was easier to find or make. Rarely would he tease when Branch plopped next to him, just offer a mug and sit back in silence. He would wait until the sun was well into the sky and then look over at Branch.
Then the teasing would begin.
There were some times when they would spend most or even all day in one area and he would forget to come down from his perch. It was those days he would skip breakfast and spend a few hours strumming on his guitar, messing around with quiet melodies and broken lyrics. His music had gotten softer and his guitar skills even more so, a side effect, Branch supposed, of trying to not awaken the forest around them.
Branch never got to hear anything full or concrete, although he didn’t think JD quite ever finished anything anyway.
But he would try to listen when he could, if he was awake. JD’s voice had gotten deeper upon passing his mid twenties, as time went on. It had been a slow process but he remembered JD hitting a surprisingly low note one morning and stopped abruptly for a full minute, trying to wrap his head around what had happened.
“Deep inside your heart…”
“You know it isn’t what it was.”
“Anxiety is growin’ like fog over the ocean..”
“Hopin’, wishin’, prayin’ that its gone when you get up…”
Branch heard the muttering of his brother’s voice from above. The sun had been up for hours and that meant his brother had been at it for at least that long.
“Sometimes you need the rain to know you miss the sun…”
“Sometimes the ones you hold…”
“You gotta let ‘em go.”
He restarted the fire from the night before and set up the grate over it to start lunch. JD had far more practice and skill in the area of cooking than thirteen year old Branch but he had learned a fair bit and wasn’t too bad himself. JD still did most of the cooking but every once in a while, Branch tried his hand at a meal too. They usually tried to keep things simple, although they both did their fair share of experimenting with it.
“Hmm,” he heard JD mutter and talk to himself, erasing something on his paper before writing something else down. He tried strumming again, a little different this time. “That doesn’t really work.”
“You’ve been fightin’ it off just like a fever.”
“But there’s no holdin’ it back.”
It was sounding kind of sad, Branch thought. He did that on occasion, although he had no idea why.
“When what hurts and what’s right are the same.”
“When it kills you to leave or to stay.”
“When there is nothin’g to fix and nothin’ left to save.”
JD paused again, looking up at the sky. “That might be a little much, even for him,” he sighed and then put down the guitar and closed the notebook, tucking it away in his hair.
It was near noon on the dot when JD came down and carefully put his guitar away in the case before approaching the fire. He walked next to Branch and glanced at what he was making.
“Heya kiddo! Sleep well?” he grinned, as if he wasn’t writing and singing a rather sad song just moments before. He ruffled Branch’s hair before sliding away from the younger’s ire.
“I’m not a kid anymore,” he huffed, rolling his eyes.
JD chuckled, rather unbothered. “You are thirteen so yeah, you’re still a kid. Either way, it don’t matter. You’re always gonna be younger than me. And you’re always gonna be my- a - kid to me,” he let out a light cough. Branch just shot him a weird look. He better not be getting sick. “Don’t try to grow up too fast. Trust me.”
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21/JAN/20XX
[There are a few random scribbles on the top of the page.]
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whoops.
i meant to write sooner, but that's all i got down before conkin' out, apparently.
me and tori went for a picnic by the river. it's a short ways out of town, not super far given we're located near the edge of it.
notably, there's no ice floating in this river.
at some point i had leaned over to look at the glistening water, sparkling in the sun, when i realized something i definitely should have noticed sooner.
albeit small and slightly faint,
i have a scar on my face.
"You did not realize?"
"no. how long's it been there?"
"Since the whole 'explosion' incident that kicked this issue into high gear."
"i don't know how i didn't see it."
"Well... it is true that you're only recently regaining full vision back, is it not?"
"yeah."
i tossed a rock into the water, the ripples making my reflection warble.
"And you are certainly not the type to look in the mirror often."
"true."
"That, and it really is quite faint - hardly noticeable, in honesty."
toriel took my face in her hand and gently moved it to see the scar closer.
"I think it may even disappear entirely, as long as you don't repeat the injury."
"don't plan on exploding any more eyes."
"I don't imagine the last one was exactly planned either..."
"fair point."
"i'll try not to recreate it again."
she dropped her hand from my face, letting it fall onto my hand instead.
"didn't expect to start the new year with a badass scar."
"I do not think 'badass' is the right word."
"what, you think it looks lame or somethin'?"
"The scar is caused from your lack of self-expression. That is not a very 'badass' story behind-"
"it's technically caused by something 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 by the self-expression thing."
"That is essentially the same thing."
"no. i can just say 'my eye exploded' and it'll be true."
"And if they ask why?"
"uhhh."
"i'll tell 'em it's a skeleton thing."
"A skeleton thing?"
"yup."
"there's a lot of skeleton-specific things, y'know."
"it's believable."
"Could you give me an example?"
"of my skeleton things?"
i fought a short internal battle and immediately lost.
"whoa. right here?"
"you wanna see my skeleton thing?"
tori cackled.
"That is not what I meant, you bonehead."
"don't know that have one of 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦.."
"?"
"A b-"
she covered her mouth when she realized and smacked my shoulder.
"Dirty!"
"you're the one who asked to see-"
"Stop this!"
"Scandalous skeleton."
"like i said. you definitely asked."
i reached over, grabbing her bottle of tea and taking a sip.
"not like i've really got one."
"..That is my bottle."
"yup."
"You're aware?"
"yup."
"Then why?"
"food always tastes better taken from someone else."
trying to take the bottle from me, tori leaned across the picnic blanket. i sat back and held it further away. she continued leaning. we kept going until i was on the ground. her hands around my wrists pinned me in place.
"Ha!"
it took effort to not think about her weight on mine.
"I wonder if it tastes just as good stolen back?"
it was hard to think at all.
"alright. you got your drink back."
"can i be unpinned now?"
"Unp-"
"OH!"
tori scrambled to release me.
"I'm so sorry, Sans."
"I hope I was not hurting you."
"definitely not."
"...."
"...."
"It tastes just the same."
"you can steal mine if you want."
"It is alright."
"how are you ever gonna 𝘵𝘦𝘢 the difference if you don't?"
"It is hardly stealing if you've given me permission."
"..ok. aaah, noo, don't steal my drinkk! how could youu?"
"Pfft."
"Yelling is certainly not your forte."
despite declining previously, she decided now to take a drink from my bottle.
"or even capitalizing."
"Maybe you're right."
"hm?"
"It 𝗶𝘀 better stolen."
"what'd i say? it always is."
"I wonder 𝘸𝘩𝘺 that is."
"the added flavor of thievery, of course."
"Shall we just swap bottles, then?"
"sure."
"i hope the thievery flavor doesn't add too many carbs."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"i'm trying to watch my figure. can't keep this hot bod without a few sacrifices."
"Dad bod, maybe."
"less of a dad bod. more of a father figure."
"Hehehe."
"I do certainly prefer you big-boned, though."
"well. in that case."
i grabbed a bag of chips from our picnic basket.
"I am on a bit of a diet as well."
"yeah?"
"A seafood diet."
"........."
"seafood, huh?"
"I 𝘀𝗲𝗲 food and I eat it!"
never honestly laughed at that one before now.
i'm certain i've ironically gotten a shirt with that printed on it for alphys once. now i'm thinking that i should get one for tori.
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trying to open and shut the front door as quietly as i could, i immediately broke the silence by dropping my keys in the dark. papyrus' door opened.
"shit."
"SANS? ARE YOU HOME?"
"..yeah."
"sorry for wakin' you."
"WHY WERE YOU OUT SO LATE AGAIN?"
"just out and about."
"YOU ONLY ANSWERED ONE MESSAGE THE WHOLE TIME."
"sorry bro. got distracted."
" 'OUT AND ABOUT' DOESN'T REALLY EXPLAIN WHAT YOU WERE DOING, EITHER."
to my dismay, he flicked on the lights when i got to my door.
"........"
"SO YOU ACTUALLY WORE THAT TURTLENECK."
"can't let it rot away in my dresser forever."
he folded his arms and leaned against the wall outside my doorway. i didn't bother closing the door.
i tossed the turtleneck into my room and slipped on a random unfolded shirt.
"I TAKE IT YOU WENT TO SEE MS. TORIEL, THEN."
"let's not do this."
"I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING."
i did the same with my capris, kicking them off and replacing them with my usual shorts.
"..AT LEAST I KNOW YOU WERE IN GOOD HANDS."
sighing, i stepped out of my room and flicked the light down.
"gonna go not-think on the couch. i promise not to have the tv too loud."
"DON'T STAY UP TOO MUCH LATER, PLEASE."
"ok."
"AND EAT SOMETHING, IF YOU HAVEN'T."
"ok."
"REALLY. DON'T STAY UP LONG."
"i won't."
"goodnight bro."
"GOODNIGHT, SANS."
#undertale#journal#sans#toriel#soriel#sans x toriel#toriel x sans#papyrus#sans and papyrus#smiles cutely#: )
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Case File
This one-shot is taken from my Emily Prentiss one-shot book from Wattpad (you can find it under the name kissingprentiss) I’m trying to figure out how masterlists work again so bare with me!
Emily has to finish the final part of the new case file, Emily happily sits up in bed going over the files while she cuddles her wife. Who just wants her to get some rest.
Warnings: None
Word count: 1200
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Emily came home late tonight straight from a case that she'd been on for the passed three days. The moment she got in she wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into the biggest hug and quite a few kisses. You had missed your wife so much and glad to have her home, finally.
Emily hopped into the shower while you put a pizza in the oven for her, it was ten p.m at night but you knew she'd be hungry.
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You had hoped that Emily would've relaxed a bit but she mentioned she had to get this case file report done before tomorrow. Which you understood, considering you do paperwork most of the time at your job other than being a nurse.
Emily had put her reading glasses on, you always teased her about how 'nerdy' she looked but she looked cute in them to. Not to mention the fact you also found that her wearing glasses was extremely attractive. You walked back into the bedroom after the pizza had finished cooking, putting it on a plate and splitting it into fours. Instead of Emily being sat at the desk in the bedroom, she was sat up in bed reading the case files.
Now Emily is usually sat at the desk, going over cases which she usually doesn't want you to see, although it's too late for that now you've been together five years and then married two, so all together seven years, so you knew what came with Emily and that was this job. Not to mention the fact you were targeted by someone dangerous from her past. But that was over a year ago.
Emily looked up from the file and gave you a smile. You placed the plate of pizza on the bedside table next to her side on the bed, which you usually slept on whenever she was away on cases...or that was Sergio' spot on the bed whenever she was gone. Speaking of Sergio the cat, you and Emily needed to pick him up from Penelope's tomorrow.
You were only in lounge wear so you decided to get changed and right in front of your wife. Glancing really quickly to see if Emily was watching as you stripped out of your t-shirt and lounge shorts. The older woman had her eyes on you. Taking off your bra you let it fall to the floor and quickly went to grab a t-shirt from the closet. And of course it had to be one of Emily's. You'd just sleep in your underwear tonight considering it was quite warm.
You turned to see the older woman biting her lip, she smirked at you and gestured you to come and take your place beside her in bed. Crawling up the bed and getting under the covers, you rested your head on your wife's shoulder as she continued to look over the file.
"Em, how aren't you tired" you chuckled. The silver-haired woman turned to face you and placed a quick kiss on your lips. God, you missed her. And all you wanted for her to do was relax. Despite this case being a big one.
"A lot of coffee" Emily chuckles. You roll your eyes and remember a time when Emily had tried to cut back on coffee, but it didn't work out the way she wanted it to, and inevitably started drinking it again.
You buried your head into the crook of Emily's neck, as both of you were still sat up in bed. You were trying to distract the silver-haired woman, but also make sure she's relaxed enough. Emily gasped slightly at the touch of your breath on her neck. But she didn't warn you not to and that she was still technically working.
You placed a gentle kiss to her neck and Emily let out a sigh of relaxation. "Y/n, honey. I'm trying to work" Emily warned. There it was that warning.
"Emily, my love it's very late at night. The case file will still be here in the morning." You added, trying to convince her to get some rest and also cuddle. Which was your main goal. You hated sleeping when Emily was away on a case, when she isn't here to cuddle you or help you sleep. Emily hated that to, and for every time she had to sleep at a hotel during a case, she'd call you or text you until one of you managed to fall asleep.
Emily was about to protest when you all of a sudden sat up onto her lap under the duvet, that was until you surged forward and crashed your lips against hers. Emily couldn't refuse that, she never would. So the older woman kissed back, her hands falling to your waist, trying to pull you impossibly closer, you let out a soft moan when Emily deepened the kiss with her tongue.
As she was about to flip you over to your side of the bed, the case file slipped between both you and her, falling to the floor, some photos of it falling out. Emily was about to get up and pick it up from the floor.
"Nuh uh! We're going to bed, the file will still be there." You protested, pouting at your wife. "Y/n let me pick up the file and put it away first" Emily added, in a very serious tone. Which you found extremely hot.
You sat up in bed again, watching as Emily picked up the case file and put it all back together. Emily had a place for these things that were kept hidden, well sort of. You knew where they were.
"Can we cuddle now?" You asked, pouting at the older woman. Emily nodded her head and gave you a smile, joining you in the bed, taking her reading glasses off and putting them on the bedside table. The two of you got under the covers. Emily wrapped her arms around you protectively. Pulling you into her. A sigh of relief left both hers and your mouths, feeling content cuddling.
"I'm sorry of I seem a bit more frustrated and distant in a way Y/n. It's just this case it's a huge one." Emily whispers.
"It's okay Emmy, I know. I understand so you never need to worry about me never understanding you. This case is a big deal, you will catch this guy even if you do have to go through multiple unsubs to get to him" you mentioned. Emily tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear, giving you a smile. You smiled back and she placed a kiss to your lips.
"Goodnight my love" Emily says.
"Goodnight Emmy" you replied. You changed over to your other side, Emily wrapping her arm over your stomach again, pulling your back against her chest.
#emily prentiss#emily prentiss x reader#y/n#lesbian emily prentiss#I thought this was cute#emily prentiss x female reader#emily prentiss x you#emily prentiss x y/n#emily is the best wifey
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burn. jj maybank
(summary) despite jj's distaste for kooks, he constantly found himself cuddled up with the kook princess in his stained sheets and it was all going great. until it wasn’t.
(pairings) jj maybank x kook!reader.
(warning) gut-wrenching angst, reader being a dick, mentions of pregnancy and abortions!
(authors note) this one killed me to write oh em gee, but i'd had this idea floating around in my head for a while and i really wanted to write it. i swear i'll get around to writing some fluff, i want to put out some of your guys requests soon and most of those are fluffy bits so keep your eyes peeled for that! happy reading!
lowercase intended!
jj sat on his bed anxiously waiting for you to arrive, his knee bounced up and down as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. he knew something wasn't right from the way you'd sounded on the phone, how you sounded when you'd said you needed to talk to him.
your knock against his front door pulled him out of his thoughts, "jj?" you pushed open the door knowing it would be open as jj always left the door open for you when he knows you're coming over.
the two of you had been sneaking around for a few months now, you being a kook and jj being a pouge you guys had decided it would be best to keep your relationship on the low. it had started off with you guys just sneaking around to hook up but you both had quickly discovered that despite your social status' you had a lot in common and your weekly you up? messages had swiftly turned into routine come over, i miss you calls.
he jumped up from his bed and rushed towards the door where you stood, instantly wrapping his arms around you. "are you okay? you sounded upset on the phone." he stepped back, hands still on your shoulders and took in the distressed expression that rest on your face.
"y/n?" jj's face softened as he grew more concerned, you removed yourself from his grasp and went to sit on the sofa that was on the other side of the room. jj followed you like a lost puppy, "we need to talk j." you spoke softly, looking everywhere but his face.
"your scaring me sweetheart." you sent him a weak smile but said nothing, finally looking him in the eyes. if jj wasn't worried before he most certainly was now. "talk to me baby, what's up?" he kneeled down in front of you and placed your hands in his own, you pulled your hands away quickly as if he'd burned you and tucked them in the sleeves of your jumper.
jj moved back slightly in concern, but he didn't get up from his position before you. he racked his brain trying to figure out whether he'd done something wrong but nothing came to mind. it pained him to see you so act so distant, so cold towards him like this.
for the short period of time he'd known you, you'd always been so cheerful and warm, jj knew there would be a time that you'd realised you were too good for him, but he'd hoped it wouldn't be this soon.
"jj...i- god there's no easy way to say this.." you stuttered, not quite knowing how to break the news to jj. you shuffled forward on the sofa and rubbed your sweaty palms against your legs.
"baby, you can tell me. i wont get mad..unless your breaking up with me." jj let out a nervous chuckle, but again you didn't respond. instead you looked up at the ceiling and blinked rapidly trying to stop the tears that had suddenly appeared from running down your face. "you-your not breaking up with me.. are you y/n?"
"i'm pregnant."
jj was taken aback, it took him a minute to process what had just been said. he stood up and pulled you up with him a cheesy grin on his face. "seriously?"
he quickly pulled you into a hug and buried his head in your shoulders, "i'm gonna be a dad!"
jj didn't have the best portryal of what a family looked like growing up, with his dad being an absusive drunk and his own mother leaving him at a young age. if he was being completely honest, the thought of having his own children made him feel ill. but that was before he met you. before he realised that he was capable of loving and being loved. jj had no clue how to raise a child but he figured he had time to learn, to try, for you.
you slowly pulled back from him, eyebrows knit in confusion. "jj, no. i-" you shook your head and laughed hysterically as you sobbed. "i'm getting an abortion.."
"what?" his body tensed as the words left your mouth. in the space of eight minutes you'd managed to give jj the world and then burn it.
"i'm getting an abortion jj, a-and i wanted to come and tell you because you deserve to know bu-"
"i deserve to know, but i don't deserve a say in this?" he scoffed at you and ran his hand through his hair, turning his back to you in an attempt to calm himself down.
jj had a short temper that he'd gotten from his dad which he tried to control especially around you. he never wanted to raise his voice at you or make you fell any less than special but it was a little hard for him to kept in control of his emotions right now.
"a say in what? this isn't up for debate. it's happening jj." you were genuinely confused by his reaction, the pair of you were practically kids still, you had no business raising a child.
jj slowly turned around to face you again, carefully thinking about his next words, he took a few steps towards you and placed his hands on your cheeks making you look up at him, you were scared he thought to himself and he didn't blame you. "baby, we can figure this out. together."
you shook your head tears still streaming down your face, "jj.." you began, placing your hand on top of his where it rest on your cheek and removing it.
"look around you. t-there is no we, i'm a kook and you're.." you trailed off looking around the mess that jj called his home.
"..you're this jj." he winced at your harsh words but still persited. "look i know it's not perfect bu-"
you cut him off with a scoff, "it's far from perfect jj, this is not the life i want to live! i-i have a reputation to uphoald. my parents have a repuatation to uphoald so no. whatever you were going to say, no." you picked up your bag that sat on the sofa and placed it on your shoulder."
jj didn't move a muscle, he just watched you fumble around with your bag, "so that's it? what we've been doing was fo-"
"what we've been doing was a mistake jj."
"y' just stop interupting me! jsut st-stop doing that!" jj slammed his fist into the wall making a dent, he know had tears streaming down his face too. you flinched at his action and rushed towards the door.
"this jj!" you laughed at him with so much venom he swore he didn't recognise the person that stood before him. "this is what i mean! we can't rasie a baby, especially not wieth that temper of yours."
regret filled jj from head to toe, "baby, i'm sorry i just got frustrated i-."
you walked away from him and out the front door as he jj trailed behind you. his eyes filled to the brim with tears, blurring his vision.
"y/n please." he pleaded with you, not wanting to let you go, because he knew deep down that if you left, you wouldn't come back and he would do anything to keep you close to him. he would hold your hand through this abortion just so he could have you around even though it was the last thing he wanted to do, because he loved you.
he finally caught up to you and grabbed your wrist which you snatched back straight away, "please, just don't touch me." you spat at him as you grabbed your keys out of your bag and unlocked your car.
you shook your head as you climbed into the drivers seat, "my friends were right."
"i should've never fucked a pouge."
i do not grant permision for any copies or translations of my work to be made, unless granted permission.
©harleyharlot
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Thank you for an amazing 2023 <3
Hey you, yes you, thank you!
I wanted to take a short moment to recap the past half year of my life, of which I spent a large part of on here, Discord, and AO3. I'm blown away by the response to my writing, every day anew, and the kind and nice community the BG3 fandom generally is.
I prepped some stats around my fics (including top kinks) and pulled some of my favorite comments under the cut!
Bearhugsandshrugs Wrapped
Cannot believe that I wrote the equivalent of two meaty novels, but in fics. Of course the series I wrote take the majority of words, but I also did quite a lot of smut fics. The drabbles really only started like a month ago or so, so that's quite a lot already!
Kinks
(wonder if the person at Canva who made this ever dreamed about me using this for smut fics lol)
The kinks were not really surprising mostly about oral and vaginal sex, since I write a lot with F!Tav. So I tried to exclude those more "vanilla" kinks (incl anal sex and fingering) from the top kinks, and it left me with Orgasm Delay/Denial & Edging as the #1 kink I wrote (in terms of amount of times I included it in fics. Drabbles excluded). Power dynamics includeds anything like dom/sub and power play, and that's also no surprise it comes in 2nd, as I love switchy Gortash and the hatefucking / brat dynamics he can have with a Tav. Last but not least there were several tied for #3, but I wanted to shoutout Object insertions because it was remarkable to me how often I wrote about someone fucking another person with a cane or a shoe, or whatever object came to mind...
Comments
I also made a cutesy collage of some of my favorite comments. Some of them I post on my close friends IG, and I often send cute comments to my IRL friends who have no concept of what this refers to haha. And there are several of you who send really long, thoughtout comments. I DEVOUR THEM. I love them so much. I reread them several times. I think you all know who you are. I see you. I hope you know that.
But honestly I love all comments!
Most read fics
For my fics, my most read fic of the year 2023 is Til Death Do Us Part, the Tavtash saga (completed). Second is Folie à Deux, the Raph-Tav-Haarlep threesome. Both of them are just a few views apart and have been more or less tied for weeks.
From the smut oneshots the most-read fic is Amuse Bouche, a non-con orgy with Raphael, Gortash, Orin, Abdirak, Mizora, ....
Some learnings I made about AO3, comments, kudos, and so on:
Noncon fics usually get significantly less kudos but they overperform in terms of hits (see above). If you use some sort of plugin to show you like-rates etc keep that in mind. Topic/genre/characters/length impact that a lot
Series pick up a community after a certain amount of chapters / readers (also: see above in terms of indicator)
Replying to the comments has changed the dynamic under my fics a lot and I can just recommend it to everyone!
Again, I'm blown away by the reception. Thank you thank you thank you!!!
Looking forward to 2024 with you all <3
–Em
#my writing#hope this is interesting lol#love you all#pinned#not really but makes it easier to find#bearhugsandshrugs wrapped
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2024 Winter Anime
It's here! It's finally here!!! Solo Leveling comes out this season! There's definitely a few others to keep an eye out for but this is the star of the winter season:
Solo Leveling
One of my most anticipated series. I'm caught up on the english light novels (8 volumes) and I'm honestly so invested in this story. In a way it gives the same impact as One Punch Man but if the story progressed a little faster toward fame and growth in his power.
Easily the best of the season.
Noteworthy On Going Shows:
Frieren - Episodes 17-28
One of the most mesmerizing and well paced fantasies I've seen. Also one of my 10/10s of all time. Worth looking into if you remotely like fantasy.
Shangri La Frontier - Episodes 14-25
Another fantasy game series that honestly just looks like it's a fun game. Explores a lot of game mechanics within this full-dive VR type game that almost puts SAO to shame.
Fun action, fantasy and fun for game lovers.
Apothecary Diaries - Episodes 13-24
My current favourite drama/romance/medical mystery series. The characters are simple but the show highlights the different dynamics and almost feels like an enemies to lovers plot.
New Seasons:
Blue Exorcist - Season 3
This is one of the og shows I watched growing up. It's a mythology school themed show that I loved. It's been 13 years since season 1 aired and I'm stoked to see it come back.
It's being done by a different studio since A-1 is busy with solo leveling, so I'm not sure if it'll hit the same but I'll still check it out at least for the nostalgia.
Mashle - Season 2
The funniest anime I've seen in a while. Man muscle brains his way through magic school and the whole show is a meme of harry potter and other magic series. Truly entertaining. Can't wait for this season
Delicious In Dungeon
This is a series I've wanted to pick up the manga for for a while. It's about dealing with food and hunger when these adventurers are deep in a dungeon and learn to start cooking and eating what they can find down there. Funny concept but honestly looks like a lot of fun.
The Unwanted Undead Adventurer
I read this manga and light novel so long ago. (Literal years - link to my manga thoughts and summary).
I'm looking forward to the adaptation. I think nowadays this kind of story doesn't catch nearly as much attention as it did a few years ago.
An adventurer dies in a dungeon and is reborn as an undead who can evolve as he kills other monsters and he deals with trying to fit in with the human realm again and evolving.
I'm still looking forward to it after keeping an ear our for so long!
Mr. Villain's Day Off
I recently heard about this series and thought it was such a cute concept. Us with all our villain complexes with enjoy this one. Will likely be a background show for me as there won't be a huge plot, regardless, still fun to watch.
Burn the Witch - #0.8 - 30 min Special
I think this won't be as exciting now that Bleach has come back and we aren't as depraved of Tite Kubo's work but I really enjoyed the original short series. Hoping for more of this world in the future.
Sequels:
Classroom of the Elite - Season 3
Tsukimichi - Season 2 (Link to review of season 1)
The Dangers in My Heart - Season 2
More Continuations:
Undead Unluck
Ragna Crimson
After going through 20+ shows every season, many with sub-par animations and the same fantasy twists, I've become real picky about which series are even worth trying to watch these days. Here are the ones that deserve at least 2 episodes in order:
A Sign of Affection - Gets a special spot since it's incredibly rare to see disability representation in anime and it looks like it's done quite well- A romance between a guy and a deaf girl. Looks super sweet
Bucchigiri?! - I honestly can't say this looks appealing to me personally but I've hear the name before and well it's MAPPA. (Give em a break)
'Tis Time for "Torture," Princess - looks well animated and just a fun watch
Metallic Rouge - The sci-fi series for this season. I'm not sure I have it in me to watch something heavy like this this season but it looks decent.
The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic
The Witch and the Beast - Here for manga readers - lowkey looks like the manga will be much better and this might be a skip for me.
Hokkaido Gyaru's are super Adorable (Ecchi)
ALSO - Big reminder:
Haikyu!! and Demon Slayer have their movies coming out this season as well (both theatrical releases so keep an eye out!!!)
Demon Slayer: To the Hashira Training - Feb 2nd 2024
Haikyu!! - The Dumpster Battle - Feb 16th 2024
#anime#new anime#anime recommendation#2024 anime#2024 winter anime#solo leveling anime#solo leveling#frieren#frieren: beyond journey's end#sousou no frieren#mashle magic and muscles#mashle#mashle season 2#blue exorcist#blue exorcist season 3#ao no exorcist#shangri la frontier#the apothecary diaries#delicious in dungeon#the unwanted undead adventurer#mr villain's day off#burn the witch#bucchigiri?!#a sign of affection#the witch an the beast#haikyuu#demon slayer
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Catch Me If You Can
Jojo: where tf u at? called u like 10 times.
Me: ik. call you back inna minute, dam. chill out.
Jojo: best watch yo mouth if u know was good for u.
Me: why Jo? Not like you can do shit bout it rn..
Jojo: where are you y/n?
Me: atta party..
Me:
Jojo: lil girl, swear to God. Quit fuckin playin with me. Drop ur location.
Jojo: right fuckin now.
Me: naw, I'm good.
Jojo: Ma, you playin wit fire rn..
Me: catch me if you can.
I slide my phone into the back pocket of my mini ass shorts with an amused chuckle before grabbing Marie and tugging her to the living room to dance. It's dim and humid but fuck if I give a damn bout that while me and my girl roll our hips to the beat. [ https://youtu.be/e5RUsVqX37Q?si=00j1_Xqfpqf5Ov7C]
Whole vibe got me sweatin my edges out as we grind through 3 more songs; it's a miracle that I even see the front door swing open as I'm caressin and windin my body to the beat:
Marie and I make it out the back door by the skin of our teeth, giggling as we run cross campus to the next party. It's pitch black and freezing cold out side, but neither of us care as we fly through the brisk breeze. My booty shorts don't do a damn thing to help contain my ass as it jiggles wildly with each step.
We're both wheezing and clutching our sides for air as we fly through the door and slam it shut. It's cracking in here; place is packed with bodies, booze and laughter. Led lights flash allover the room as the music booms, clearly signaling a more lively atmosphere than the last place.
"Y/n! Marie!" Andre beckons us from the corner of room, sitting with his arm slung around Cate's shoulders as he holds up a blunt.
We make our way over, Marie immediately sittin down criss cross on the floor and explaining our narrow escape from Jordan as Andre lights the blunt. Its dark in here too besides the bouncing lights; the air is smoky as fuck in this corner of the room. No way I woulda seen Dre if he aint call out to us.
He takes a few puffs before handing the blunt to Cate. She takes a soft inhale before givin it to me. Just what I need after all that excitement.
I sit, taking deep pulls from the blunt before passing it to Marie. Blowin out the smoke slowly I cant help dippin back into my seat and closin my eyes as I let the tree go to work. It's so easy to let their voices surround me as I tune out their words. The fuzzy, warm sensation wraps my body in a hug, the welcoming high foggin my brain as I recline and laze into the couch.
I'm so relaxed into my vibe that I barely feel Cate tap my naked knee. I turn my head to look at her slender frame leaned into Andre's side.
"You better not let them know we knew where you are; Jordan don't play that shit. Marie might be screwed already but I'm not takin one for the team on this one." Andre says facing Cate, letting her shotgun his hit.
I smirk and close my eyes again before respondin.
"Fine.. Pussy."
"Oh so you extra tough now right? Huh ma?"
Daddy's voice is a low snarl in my ear as my eyes snap open wide. It's comical how quick my cowardly friends scatter as Jordan comes around the back of the couch to stand in front of me.
"Hi, Jordan. See ya y/n/n!" Marie chirps before disappearing into the darkness.
"Don't forget to come say bye before you guys leave." Cate says, dragging Andre off in the same direction.
I'm dying to escape with em, specially wit how Jordans starin at me. Bae look like she on demon time and I'm not sure if I can take whats comin. Got me hesitant to speak knowin I completely got caught slippin.
"Baby," I start sickeningly sweet. "You're here! I'm so happy. Marie said-"
Jordan's hand flashes out like lightening to grip my neck and pull me close. The squeeze makes each shallow breath difficult but the dark stoic gaze piercing my fuckin soul keep me from movin an inch. I do nothing more than limply hold at her wrist while she steps closer to press us nose to nose.
"Tell me one goddamn word that came outta Moreau's mouth. Go head, I fuckin dare you. You're gonna be fuckin sorry y/n."
I don't think I've ever been so quick to shut the fuck up. The silence stretches for a few momemts, makes me uneasy and I'm sure Jordan knows this. Knows every fuckin thing about me, about my body.
"I went through alotta fuckin trouble to find you, so I dont give a fuck what anybody else thinks, thought or fuckin said."
She uses the grip on my neck to slowly pull me from the couch and put me on my knees, refusing to lose eye contact as the other hand unbuttons her jeans. Full lips upturned at the corner inna smirk, button nose flared.. I already know the plans going through that maniacal mind, know what's comin next. I don't know what's pounding harder: my heart or my cunt.
"You listenin to what everybody else fuckin said but which one of them are here to save you now y/n?"
The cold hard wood floor presses against my smooth brown skin as I shift nervously, watchin as Jordan smoothly transitions. Doesn't even bother to check if anyone's looking as he pulls out his rigid leaky dick and repeatedly taps it across my mouth. Daddy stares down at me lookin absolutely furious, his breathing startin to accerlerate as he makes a mess on my face.
So lengthy and so fuckin angry, tip flushed the prettiest and deepest of pinks. Thick clear strings of precum smear allover my bare heart shaped lips as he humps forward over and over, doin the same to my cheeks. He looks fuckin anguished from arousal, but still so goddamn pretty as he uses me.
"You know how long I've been like this? How much I needed you? But you wanna play fuckin games. What bout when you need Daddy? Don't I always give you what you want?"
I know his questions are rhetorical, that if I continue with my earlier attitude that this only gets worst. Still my pussy clenches rhythmically as I lean into his touch, knowin regardless off my permission he's about to pay me back for my insolence.
"Jo pleeeease." I whine, utterly shamed and hoping he'll take me back to his dorm. "Somebody's probably watchin, let's go to your room."
"Naw, fuck that. Tongue out." He spits at me.
I comply at the drop of a dime, drooling a bit as Jordan slides the tip of his dick in and out of my mouth. My hands lay limply in my lap as he holds the sides of my face. Head tipped back, dark chocolate eyes still observing the prey at his feet as he moans loudly into the air. I know his antics are purposeful, hoping that someone hears and stumbles upon my punishment.
"And somebody- mmmmm, ohfuck, just like that, princess- is watchin honey. Wouldn't you wanna see a little brat like you get put in their place?"
The fluids drip from his cock to my tongue steadily as he uses it as a slip and slide. I curl my wet pink muscle on every pull out tryin to get an extra taste.
Even when they're not bein nice, I just wanna please em. It would be a lie if I said I didn't test his nerves jus to end up like this: pussy drippin wet and at their mercy.
"Know what? Mmm, ooooh baby girl, just like that.. I think you're pretendin you don't like bein watched. Hooooh fuck, think we both know it was just a matter of time before you showed everyone how much you love my cock."
His pace speeds; mean words and assault on my mouth make my body heat and pussy clench. Wetness plasters my thick brown thighs as i squeeze them together repeatedly for just a hint a pressure. If I wasn't in so much trouble I'd see if I could get away secretly fingering my clit but getting caught wouldn't be worth it. Daddy's pissed and I'd be dumb to test that.
"Jesus christ, thas it. Ahhh, fuuu- so good, ma, so fuckin good! Shit, put that snappy lil mouth to good use. Daddy'll show you how to talk to me nice sweetheart."
Jordan slides further inside my wet warm cavern, the slight curve of him makin me gag as I try to relax and breathe deeply through my nose. His balls, sticky with my drool, play a game of hit and miss as they occasionally slap my chin. The hold on the sides of my face graduate to one of his big hands with a strong grip in my hair, keeping me in place.
"Fuckin best lil dick sucker I ever meeeet! Should came back to the room baby. Mm fuck, mighta showed you some fuckin mercy."
The rhythm of him fuckin my mouth is so erratic and desperate. Poor daddy seems a bit distressed as grunts and groans turn to sexy whiny moans. I wanna hold em in my arms from how he trembles from the intense nut he's about to bust. The way he tosses his head back with tightly shut lids makes me a bit sad I can't see the pleasure in his beautiful eyes.
"Dammit, I'm so close ma. Yeeees, ohfuck. Uhn uhhhhh.. Get ready, bout to fill that pretty lil throat up with some cream!"
I refuse to shut my eyes shut and miss the way Jordan stills his hips, continuing to use the grip in my freshly styled hair to fuck my mouth on his dick. My eyes tear up but I struggle to blink them back, hoping to not leave this situation so fuckin messy. I moan at the thought of them ruining me, throat already sore from his treatment.
"Ahhhh here it is pretty.. Haaaah sh- feels 'mazin y/nnnn. Take it, mmmmm ahfuck! Thas it. Fuuuuuck!"
I'm so ready when I get the first thick, heavy blast. Takes an extra swallow but I get it down before the 2cnd gush of cum can choke me. Still, Daddy's shootin like I ain't already take 3 of his loads this morning before class.
His nut leaks from the corners of my mouth as he pushes in more, givin me a shot straight down my throat. Jordan finally looks back down at me as I struggle around him. He looks so fuck yummy: forhead wrinkled and covered in a light perspiration, a dazed stare in his eyes as his chest heaves for air, and a small smile on his slightly agape plump pink lips. I'm sure if they could could they'd be starin down at me with hearts in their eyes right now.
I can't be more relieved when he slides his dick out, wiping the remaining cum off from his tip on my tongue before stuffing himself into his jeans. I savor a few gulps of air as he pulls me to my feet. Daddy kisses my mouth messily, smacking my ass sharply and tellin me to go say goodbye to our friends.
Yeah the fuck right, with sticky tracks of pre cum smeared allover my God damn face? I can barely contain my eye roll as I turn to walk away. Even if my juices are streamin out my pussy down my leg, ima make em work for their next nut. So I'm out. It's so fuckin easy to pretend to head their way before makin a break for the exit.
"Anybody that recorded that, if I see that shit online or anyone talks shit to my fuckin girl, it's up. Bet on that." Jordan threatens nearby party goers before transitioning, taking confident measured steps toward my hasty retreat.
A/N: The link provided at the beginning of the story is to a music video on YouTube; its the song I envisioned while writing the fic. It's not needed to read it, it's just a lil peek inside the authors head.
#jordan li x y/n#jordan li x reader#jordan li x you#jordan li#derek luh#london thor#gen v#black reader#smut#daddy k!nk#black fanfiction#all readers#dirty talk#suckin dick#dick suckers#mouth fucking#cumonmouth
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Breakfast Foods, Kisses, and Garnets
Soft!Albert Wesker x short!GNCreader
Word count: 1094
A/N: surprise!! i'm not dead! just sick as hell. i wrote this randomly today because life is hard and i've been sick for almost a week, but yk. i needed comfort and who better than my favourite war criminal? also wesker is a soft baby and yes he's red-eyed in this fic but still working for STARS and is good friends with leon and chris. i cannot let this man go unloved and uncherished, fight me.
oh and reader has stretched earlobes bc i do and this was purely self-indulgent
Translations: dragoste = love in Romanian, dragostea mea mica = my little love/my little lover, also in Romanian
please enjoy my favourite man being soft and sleeby and kissing his very short lover many times
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My hips sway gently to the music playing throughout the large kitchen as I continue flipping pancakes and stirring eggs. I wasn't nearly as tired today as I had been, so I decided a day of breakfast would be lovely. I hum along to the music and my mind drifts away. Just as I'm finishing the eggs and bacon, I hear the front door open. My brows furrow slightly. It's not even 3 o'clock, Wesker shouldn't be home until nearly 6...I move quickly and peak my head out of the kitchen to the front door and see Wesker hanging his keys and jacket. I grin and turn to go back into the kitchen and continue to hum to my music.
I continue flipping the last of the pancakes right as Wesker hugs me from behind. He nuzzles his face into my neck and I laugh as he leans down. "Mmm... smells wonderful, dragoste. What compelled you to make such wonderful-smelling food while I was gone...?" Wesker murmured, setting his chin on my head. His words were tired and slurred as he hummed along to the new song playing. I smile.
"I felt a little better today and decided eggs and bacon sounded good, but I didn't want em without pancakes and syrup!" I hum happily, giggling as he turns me to give me bunny kisses and place another kiss on my forehead. He tilts my head up and silently asks for a kiss. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him instead. He lets out a pleased noise and smiles.
"Well, I'm glad you're better, my darling. You've had me worried for a few days." He says, laughing softly. His red eyes dilate as he takes a deep breath. The house truly does smell wonderful and I let out a satisfied little noise knowing my lover feels more at ease. Our house is warm and inviting and no lights are on- though plenty of warm sunlight streams through the windows.
"You've taken such good care of me. But why are you back from work so early, lover boy?" I ask gently as Wesker pulls me into his chest. He hums, drawing my head to rest on his chest. "I simply worried and... well, Chris and Leon nearly begged me to take care of you. Those two are worried sick about you, you know... speaking of, they've sent me back with some gifts and treasures for you." He replies. I pull away softly as I grab his hand and kiss at his lightly bruised knuckles. I'd have to care for him later too; he'd more than earned it.
"Treasures? What treasures, my love?" I ask excitedly. Wesker merely laughs again and I playfully nibble at one of his fingers. He curls the same finger under my chin and makes for me to look at him just as he kisses my nose. We laugh for a moment together.
"Hmm, not sure. Though I did see lots of sweets and chocolate in there. Leon got you a few of the books you've been talking about recently, all hardcovers, and Chris bought you a few little figurines he though you might like. I've got some things for you as well, my dear, if you'd like them now." He says, thumbs caressing my cheeks gently. He had such a soft expression on his face and I was sure I'd never seen him quite so mellow and sleepy before. I playfully headbutt his chest and he clicks his tongue in mock warning. We laugh again. I simply nod at his proposal and tell him to remind me to get Leon and Chris a gift later as thanks. He nods and goes to get his gifts.
As we sit on the couch and eat, Wesker hands me a little meticulously wrapped gift. I raise a brow at him, but he simply shrugs and half-smiles as his sharp canines rip happily at bacon. I open the gift gently and unwrap a pair of pristine double-flare plugs. They're heavy in my hand and both have dark red almandine garnet at their centers, matching the red in Wesker's eyes. I curl my hand around the precious stones and set my plate on the coffee table, only to move Wesker's own plate before diving headfirst into his chest. He's momentarily shocked and then he feels me shuffling against him. He looks down, equal parts curious about my reaction and worried that I don't like them. He throws his head back and laughs as he sees me tugging out my current jewelry and tossing the metal tunnels onto the plush carpet, only to immediately- and quite happily- replace them with the stunning garnets.
"My dear, I was worried you wouldn't like them- but I didn't expect you to throw your favourite tunnels because you like these so much!" Wesker says as his shoulders tremble with laughter. His hand comes up to pet at my hair while I fumble with the jewelry momentarily, before my head pops up and he ruffles my hair fondly. I have a wild grin on my face and he sees my stretched earlobes move with the weight of the new stones laid heavy in my ears. He grins back at me, and leans down to give me a kiss on my nose, followed by a couple littered across my cheeks.
"Oh Wesker, how could you be worried? They're stunning- and they're just my size! I love them so much already. They-" I stop for a moment and think, eyes growing slightly wide at my realization before a slightly cheeky smile curls across my lips. "Wesker, they look like your eyes." His own eyes widen at my words and his face flushes a deep pink. I laugh and kiss at his cheeks.
"I... I do not think I realized that until you said something, dearheart. But... truly, they suit you better than I had hoped they might. They look perfect on you, my dear." He smiles again, cheeks still tinged pink. I dip my head into his neck and breathe out a deep, comfy sigh. "Oh, my darling, what am I to do with someone as adorable as you? I suppose I have no choice but to love you just a little more. After all, I have taken the week off simply to spend time with dragostea mea mica." He says, watching as I grow excited. I hug him tightly and kiss him again, only for him to start up with warm, muffled laughter into the kiss. Oh, what a lovely week this was going to be.
#Albert Wesker#Albert Wesker x reader#RE Wesker#Resident Evil#Resident Evil 0#Resident Evil 5#RE0#Resident Evil Zero#Wesker x reader#dohma.txt#he's not dead#i swear#he kissed my forehead himself and told me everything was okay#i love this man so much
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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 76... You have been warned...! 👌
[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]
Today's chapter was a fun and simple one, and it had quite a few moments that really enjoyed...! 😊 So let's talk 'em!! 😁
(Sidenote: I have not been feeling too well these pass few days, so I'm gonna try and keep this review short so that I can get some more rest...! 👌)
One of my favorite parts of this chapter was in the beginning, when Twilight shows some concern for Anya's wellbeing after the whole bus hijacking incident:
It always warms my heart when this man shows that he cares about his family (even if he won't fully admit it...!! 😌)
After that, Twilight drives Anya to school, which leads to this conversation between the two:
Anya definitely understands that there's something not quite right with Damian's family, so I wonder what she'll do with this information in the future... 🤔
We then get this little conversation between Henderson and Mr. Tutor in residence:
I just thought that this was some very interesting information...! 🙂
Then, we see Damian get dropped off at Eden as he runs into as Ewen and Emile, who ask him if he had a good time seeing family again... Which led to this flashback:
Now, there were two things that went through my head at this part:
One, Melinda didn't eat with her son, which made me upset at her again... 😡 But, she did cook the whole meal by herself... Which is sweet in all, but she could've at least ATE WITH HIM...!! 😫
And two...
THAT'S JEEVES...?! 😲 (He's pretty handsome... 😳)
Uhh, a-anyway... Anya eventually shows up to school as these two girls call her a hero...
...Which leads to some chaos...!! 🤣 Anya is truly a menace at times...!! 😌
So many insane back and forths with Anya and the other kids, including this exchange (courtesy of Damian calling Anya a peasant again):
Damn... 😅 You kids really don't get out that much, do ya...? 😌
Then, as Anya what talks about gets more and more out of hand, Becky tries to help her not sound like she's lying (like what they thought in back in Mission 57...!) Which leads to Anya act / think like her papa!! 😂
Oh Anya... You really are Twilight's daughter...!! 😌
And finally, we end this chapter with Anya and Damian arguing (after Damian made Anya cry) and narrator states this:
And that was Mission 76, it probably wasn't what most people were expecting (especially since we had to wait a whole month for it), but at least I had fun with it...!! 😊 I'm very curious to see what happens in the next chapter, but for now... I'm gonna go rest up and try to feel better soon...!! 👌
So, until we again for the next Mission, take care and I'll see you all later...!! BYE!! 👋😊
#spy x family#sxf#spyxfamily#spy x family manga#sxf manga#spyxfamily manga#Mission 76#anya forger#loid forger#yor forger#damian desmond#becky blackbell#ewen egeburg#emile elman#henry henderson#manga spoilers#Anya is an absolute menace sometimes...!! 😌
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Raimu Usuzumi - Ultimate Mangaka
Sloth
So far these are the only digital drawings I have of them
Their design is pretty basic
t-shirt, baggy pajamas, a big blanket over their shoulders and some socks. I'll definitely change up the color pallette and maybe the hair just a bit?
I have a design of them when they just started out as a mangaka, just imagine the opposite; very tidy and still full of energy
Having always dreamed of being a mangaka because it's what helped them through tough times
They started making manga at a young age and right now I'm pretty sure i planned for them to be the oldest in the cast
Their name, Raimu can be read as Lime which I thought was cute so Lime is sorta their pen name and the name they use to present themselves online/publicly
They've been very overworked, currently working on many well known on-going mangas
They so desperately want to quit but would feel immensely guilty because what would happen to the people who love their works? How would people react if their favorite series just ended?
They understand that what they make is something truly important and an inspiration to some people. They love their fans and work very hard to not disappoint any of them
They don't want to quit, they love what to they do... but someone should give em a vacation or something
Back to the working hard thing,
Well... yeah they work hard but most of the time they try to procrastinate or have a hiatus any chance they get (Don't get me wrong they very much need it but fans are either understanding or would be very impatient)
Raimu is very weak and tired all the time, someone who doesn't move around much and just very done with it all. Constantly so tired but can never sleep, its very frustrating for them. It's probably best that you don't talk with them in between their breaks
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Raimu is a hard working mangaka who just can't let their fans down and has ruined themselves trying to please them and live up to the name of Ultimate Mangaka
Anon - Ultimate Singer
Wrath
Just need to say that this 'not' what she looks like currently. She has a more muscular build and I'm still figuring out her design.
Anon is her stage name
She's an adopted child
As a child she usually bottled up feelings and thoughts, was told to never be rude or offend anyone and lived quietly. She's always loved music but only ever listened and sang a little, never even once considered being a singer because she never thought she had the same talent as the people she listened to
Throughout the years she's worked many jobs but her first job related to music was debuting as an idol in Japan. She eventually quit, although the idea of singing as a career never left her mind.
Being back to working a normal job her life has felt pretty dull and sort of... irritating. Still, she keeps everything inside
And let that go on for a few more years until she finally breaks and just wants to scream.
She doesn't want to keep these thoughts inside anymore, she wants to shout them out. She quit her job and wants to try music again. She's extremely frustrated with herself for wasting all these years doing pointless jobs she found no enjoyment in, all the people she's had to deal with for years and remembering how she could never speak up.
She was enraged with herself. She wanted to improve, so she started quickly.
She's been improving her singing and has been working out to get stronger
She pours out her heart when she's singing/on stage and she feels happy with herself
Although she's much more short-tempered now and says whatever without thinking, she can get.... very violent conceringly often
She knows when she sees her past self in someone else and it irritates her. She tries her best to make them more open and vocal in their opinions ( she's aggressively supportive so the person just ends up being intimidated and scared )
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Roadmap post for Pixel Yinglets v0.98
Arr! It's been a couple of weeks, here's a Pixel Yinglets blog post. It can be viewed on my Gumroad page, or after the break.
An important reminder, also! Pixel Yinglets is currently in Early Access pricing, which will raise from $30 to $40 when it hits 1.0. There are two version number updates (each of which are slated to add features) between now and then, so you've got time if you'd like to see how it pans out -- but if you'd prefer not to wait, it can be purchased here.
Hello, everyone! I've been hard at work on a few things, one of which is an update to the model. It'll be a few weeks before 0.98 releases, but I'm committed to working on it routinely until then: I want to get this in its absolute best possible shape before Furality Umbra, and that requires a few additions to the model to make it look and feel a bit more yinglety.
The above screenshot is from the first steps of 0.98's remodeling push: as this is going to be the update that'll also be going on FurHub and VRCArena, the focus here is going to be on model aspects the player's going to see first: the hands, head, and face. What you're seeing here are two important changes: first, nostrils that aren't just a painted-on cluster of pixels, and second, ears that have concave geometry lining up with what you find in the yinglets of Val Salia. This is particularly important, as the previous attempt to articulate the form of the ears through a pixel texture is one of the messiest aspects of the model to date. I still need to make sure this new look plays nice with the customization blendshapes, but I'm very proud of how this looks so far.
I have very charitably been sent a set of three Vive 3.0 trackers, which has brought to the forefront an incentive to recreate more aspects of the Yinglet Experience. Here are a few things I anticipate putting in 0.98:
Remodeled ears, snout, hands, and feet. Already mentioned, bears mentioning again.
Toggleable shirt, dress, shorts, and skirt. Technically the main feature of this update; also bears repeating. Shirt will have a spot for front and back graphics, easily replaceable in the texture.
Cleaned-up pixel texture. I keep noticing minor tweaks I could make, and I'm gonna make 'em! Just you watch!
Toggleable first-person snout. I've tried this out in a different model and it's now a top priority.
Ears (and possibly whiskers) animating to facial expressions. The Out-of-Placers comic has gone into exceptional detail describing and depicting how this is meant to work, and I want to make good on that.
Puppetable tail. I anticipate it being a circle menu option where you can position it with a thumbstick and set it in place. I might not be able to get this fully working for 0.98, but I want players to be able to have their tail lay as flat on the floor as their back, for the noodle-like nature of the yinglet body to be made obvious in that pose. Ideally, when you lay on your side, you should have the ability to see your body from the chest down to tailtip without interruption.
Texture map resize from 512x512 to 4096x4096. Oh, an eye-popping figure! This is not to add fidelity to the pixel aspects, but to instead give myself more room to work. More on this further down in this post.
Elimination of gap between bottoms of tearducts and top of snout. Finally! UGH!
I want to take this opportunity to highlight one of the key traits of where I've always wanted to take this model: I started on this with the intent of having it replace the original yinglet model I used for myself, and for there to be no reason for me to want to switch back to my former main. We're not only not there yet, we're still quite a ways off -- and one of the reasons for that is because of a difference in direction between Pixel Yinglets and the original. For comparison, here's the original in its current state:
Pixel Yinglets is currently more advanced than this, even when you only consider the eyes alone. The original's eye proportions look 'off' (they're spherical compared to the current model's oval shapes), and they're basically headlights with how emissive they are; I'm glad to have improved over those, and those traits won't be changing. The original's eyes do, however, have animating eyelids that move fluidly, as well as the wispy slit-pupil characteristic of a yinglet's eyes. This would be difficult to accomplish with the yinglet model's eyes in their pixelated state, which has me strongly considering for 0.99 making the "pixel" aspect of this either a toggle or a separately uploadable version (maintaining feature parity, that's important) rather than a given aspect of the model: to allow players to swap between pixelated and non-pixelated pupil and eyelid geometry sets, and to in turn also make a version of the body/clothing textures that's in a resolution you expect to see in any other VRChat model. In short: As of the eventual 0.99 update, in addition to Pixel Yinglets, you'll also have access to a featureset and aesthetic look equivalent to if the model package was just called "Yinglets", without any upgrade fees or anything like that.
Anyway, that's where I'm at at the moment. Thanks for your support, everyone! Any thoughts on this, let me know.
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I wanna take a moment to give my appreciation to the detective conan fanfic author's who made these crossover exist-
First off, Detective Conan and BBC/TV Sherlock Holmes!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/15340590/chapters/35594700
There's also a few others but this is one of the longer ones and still updated once a while! :D
Seeing them interact is just HILARIOUS, coupled with the fact Conan's world turned completely upside down (like how da heck did he get there and why was Sherlock there) and now have to try and deal with it without getting too confused-
Then there's the rivalry between the two, with Sherlock probably trying to figure out more about Conan and Conan trying very hard to hide his identity
Second, Detective Conan and Danny Phantom?
Ngl when I first searched for detco crossovers I really didn't expect this one to appear let alone exist-
But it does! And even though I was a bit skeptical at first, there's actually quite a few I ended up enjoying! :D
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34201519/chapters/85098820 (this one's the more recently updated one and the longest one so far)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17596160/chapters/41477369 (this one was probably discontinued but it's also the second most lengthy one and I think it was good enough :v)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/10023191/chapters/22342343 (another old discontinued one and probably the the shortest compared to the other but I really liked it qwq)
Also would be interesting to see the dynamic that is Conan the corpse magnet and Danny the ghost magnet-
Lol funny how the two have a thing with "dead" things- Only difference is Conan doesn't even mind it too much anymore but everyone else around him that are new to his (curse-) unusually high corpse encounter would probably be very disturbed and maybe even traumatized- (honestly I pray for their mental health and sanity because BOI do Conan have a bunch of stuff in store for them XD)
And last but not least, Detective Conan and Ace Attorney! :D
(I also want to thank the fandom for already making art of them which make sense since both have their similarities and I love every single one of em-)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29595030?view_full_work=true (a short crack fic but, I HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING IT BECAUSE IT'S GOLD-)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12186486/chapters/27666696 (and here's the actual fic that was unfortunately also discontinued but it's long and interesting enough)
Lol just the thought of how much Conan actually lies (literally he opens his mouth and just let out a stream of LIES- (especially when he's involved in a case-)) and the fact that Phoenix have an item that can tell if someone is lying about something is just- 👌✨
I like to think that the way Phoenix view Conan most of the time is that he's always surrounded by a bunch of chains and psyche-locks lol
Then there's the fact that Conan could probably beat anyone in a deduction game from that universe (he's just that superior- I don't make the rules) In fact he could probably solve it faster than Phoenix can say 'Objection!'
And so enjoy these few lines of dialogue I thought when thinking about the possibilities of this crossover;
Phoenix trying to make a feeble attempt of a deduction: W-well... I...
Conan 'Sherlock bloody Holmes' edogawa: I'm able to tell from this small detail you've missed that your deduction is completely wrong!
Phoenix: HOW DA HECK IS A KID THIS GOOD AT DEDUCTING THINGS AND MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A COMPLETE FOOL?!? WHO DA FUK DOES HE THINK HE IS??? SHERLOCK HOLMES???!??!!!
Conan: *internally freaking out and trying hard not to blush at the comment and keep a straight face*
Phoenix after getting outsmarted by Conan again for millionth time: *hoarsely* He's a monster...
Edgeworth: Pffft- Wright this is a child we're talking about, maybe you're just too incompetent-
Edgeworth also getting wrecked by Conan deduction later: ...Wright there's something wrong with this child- HOW DO THEY KNOW SO MUCH MORE THAN US?!?? IT'S AS IF THE KID HAVE WAY MORE EXPERIENCE THAN US ADULTS WHO GRADUATED LAW SCHOOL!!! SERIOUSLY, WHO AND WHERE DID THIS SASSY LOST CHILD CAME FROM?!?
Phoenix: I tried to warn you man...
How the two have an affinity to attract cases wherever they go;
Phoenix: Man, kinda weird that cases just appears where ever I go sometimes-
Conan: Oh, you too? Sure hope it's not as bad as mine then...
Phoenix: Wait- what do you mean you-?
Conan: Cases pop up in almost everyday in the week for me so I've seen quite the mass of corpses-
Phoenix: I'm sorry, you've seen WHAT-?!?
Lol just the idea that Conan would soon be known as the little lying menace of a gremlin that he is, would be pretty hilarious- XD
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What I love most about all of them is the chaotic mess that is Conan's life/identity/personality clashing with other protagonist who is equally just as chaotic in a few different ways-
#*crack knuckles* alrighty let's see if i can tag everything here properly-#i would probably miss a few so excuse me#also inaccurate heights probably because i was too lazy to fix/change anything#sherlock holmes#sherlockbbc#sherlock tv#john watson#danny phantom#danny fenton#ace attorney#phoenix wright#detective conan#edogawa conan#kudo shinichi#dcmk#fanfic#fanfic related#ao3 fanfic#this took forever#to both draw and write-#i'm so tired#crossover#There's still another half probably waiting-#lol sorry peeps who follow and have notifs on me
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