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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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hmmm could i request diavolo, lucifer and their fem!s/o having a threesome together maybe?;) either a fic or headcanons works, whichever you prefer

Diavolo x fem! s/o x Lucifer threesome

hii honey..! <3 I planned to make hc yet ended up writing the whole fic.. Also, writing for threesome is harder than usual NSFW so please don't be shy to tell if something is wrong!! ^^

femreader, drunk sex, oral (giving/receiving), teasing, begging, anal fingering (receiving), crempie, rough sex, double penetration;; 2474 words;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

How did you even was able to turn everything this way..?

Because Lucifer is kinda possessive. He is an avatar of pride after all and, despite his respect for his boss, it was kinda hard for him to think about you talking with Diavolo, let alone share you with the young Lord... But they said you just should fight fire with fire, aren't they?

So in one day, when you and Lucifer decided to pay a visit to Dia, just a small innocent visit, you decided to act. And soon instead of tea Barbatos served you three expensive Demonus, as you kept raising toast and having fun. Well, maybe the cunning servant quickly realized what you were planning to do, as he kept bringing more bottles of strong hellish wines.

And of course both of your targets got too much Demonus. As this devilish alcohol does not affect humans, it was kinda amusing to watch these two get drunk..

...well, before they both, without even talking properly about this to each other, lead you into Lord's bedroom.

"Don't worry that much, s/o.." - Dia mumble, trying to make his casual wide smile, yet it turns out more awkward and weak as he already can feel his dick twitching inside pants. Maybe he never admits it, yet he does have this type of fantasy with you and Luci before.

"Despite you having such a surprising look, I totally can tell you expected something like this, huh..?" - a low chuckle escaped Lucifer's mouth as he tried to unbutton his uniform.

Well.. otherwise you wouldn't encourage them to drink after drink, would you? So maybe he does have a point.. But who cares, if both demons are already bold enough to open their souls and show their deepest desires, as now, after they quench their thirst with infernal wine, hunger awoke in their bodies..

But before.. some long, steady foreplay as you sit on Lucifer's laps, back pressed to his chest. Warmth of his body makes you tingle, as he starts covering your whole neck and shoulders in kisses, bites and hickeys (he still wants to mark his territory).. While Dia's hands start caressing your body, slowly get down and remove the last pieces of your clothes, throwing away your skirt and panties. He indeed was kinda impatient, wanting nothing but to see your beautiful form in front of him, to taste his precious human.

"Such a beautiful view and just for me?" - he chuckled, stroking your trembling hips. Dia licks his lips, as his cloudy eyes admire your cunt, a storm of thoughts about all different things he can do now hits his mind and he looks up at you with a smug smirk.

..seeing the Demon Lord himself sitting here, between your thighs, with such a face was something and you can't help but whine, spreading your legs a little.

"Oh? It looks like our little doll is already so impatient.." - Lucifer smirks, sending shivers down your spine as his arms quickly caress you too, grasping on boobs, tickling waist, before getting to your heated core. Another whimper breaks from your mouth as you try to squirm a little.. But even though absolutely drunk, Dia was surprisingly strong, so he immediately catches your legs and holds them in place while Lucifer slowly spreads your pussy lips, revealing your already quite wet folds and pulsing clit to their hungry gazes..

"I think we shouldn't waste time, don't you think?" - Lucifer cooed, and it was kinda strange to see him being in charge of his boss, yet it looks like Diavolo doesn't mind at all, too busy admiring your naked body. And such phrase.. that was enough for him to go feral. Fast, hungry licks from the start as he makes your whole body shake from such intensive thrusts of his hot tongue. All you were able to do it's just moan, gripping Luci's hand. All thoughts fade away and your mind is absolutely blank, your whole body concentrated on your pulsing cunt. Dia was sloppy yet so fast and passionate, sucking your clit with such strength like all his life depends on it.. And Lucifer's hands on your breast as he keeps squeezing sensitive nipples between fingers doesn't help, but makes you even more aroused. All his touches were more accurate, because while Dia was completely lost in his urge to gobble you up hungrily, to savor every last drop of your juices, Luci was still in mind and wanted to tease you a little, to hear more of your shameful moans.. You can whine and whimper as much as you want, begging him to stop playing with your breast, he will not stop. After all, due to how you arch your back, moaning loud, you do enjoy such attention from them both, do you?

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..Just how much time passes? You don't know, as you get lost in pleasure, all the muscles tensed up as you feel another knot forming at the bottom of your stomach. Maybe it was your third orgasm? You can't clearly tell as Diavolo didn't stop even for a second, gladly sucking all your cum and keep abusing your folds more and more, as he just can't get enough.

"Mm? Are you close again?" - Luci cooed right in your ear, noticing how your breath became rapid and your hips moved in one rhythm with the aggressive fast thrust of Dia's tongue. While he's lick deep inside you, tight grip on your thighs so you wouldn't squirm too much, Luci also helps you reach the edge, squeezing, pushing and teasing your throbbing clit.

He can see your blushing face, as you bite your lip, trying to muffle such beautiful sounds, as you shut your eyes, oversensitive now with all these touches… You suddenly arch your back, freezing in place for a moment, and then a wave of goosebumps rush over you body, engulfing you in pleasure. Already weak voice get even more high pitched as you moan loudly, pushing your hips to Dia face. Needless to say that he keeps being glued to your pussy, enjoying the warmth of your folds..

Every small detail gets straight to both demons' memories, and Luci will totally tease you about that after.

But right now, when you are finally prepared well for something more, all that they want is to see more.. Your sweet taste and desperate whines had no more than whetted their appetite.

"Darling, please.." - Dia finally pulls away, looking at you with deep, hungry eyes, such a possessive gaze that makes you shiver. - "I can't take it any more..I need to feel you.."

That's when the real Lord's side, not that goofy and charming one, wakes up. As now all he wants is to drown in your body, to get as closer as he always wishes..

"Then i think it's time for our birdie to also work with her mouth, hm?" - Lucifer chuckles, and moves a little.

Without any words, they quickly change positions, laying you in bed on your stomach. Now, when you faced Lucifer, more exactly his hips, you noticed a hard bulge in his pants that was pushing your back all this time, making you wonder about how his dick looks.. Well now you also have the opportunity to taste it.

Then you suddenly gasp, feeling Dia's arms on your hips, grasping soft skin with greed. He already left so many bruises and hickeys on your inner thighs, yet now decided to mark your hips too.

With trembling hands, you slowly unzip Luci's pants, revealing a long cock in front of you, the tip of his head already in pre-cum. He chuckles, noticing how your eyes widened a little and patted your head.

"What's wrong? Afraid you can't take it?"

You just scoff and lick your lips, first just touching him with your arms, fingertips gently go over his whole length, low groans of prideful demon telling you how much he likes it, as grip on your hair gets a little stronger. While Dia finally got rid of his pants too, hands quickly wrapped around your ass again. Despite his whole body was aching for finally just fuck you, he still decided to prolong small foreplay, caressing your wet folds with his dick, soaking in your juices and mixing them with his precum.

"Mm.. Dia, please.." - you can't help but mumble, tickling the sensitive skin of Luci's dick with your hot breath, as your cunt was also aching for some wild, fast pounding. Dia's tongue was good, but you wanted to feel yourself full and stretched with something bigger..

You and him groan breathless at the same time as his head finally pushes into your walls, and he immediately thrust fully inside you, pressing your trembling hips to his. For a moment you both froze, hitted with pleasure, all your sensation concentrated in your pussy as you kept clenching around him, sinking his hot cock deeper and deeper. Too carried away, your grasp on the base of Lucifer's dick, mewling and whimpering. Well, maybe you do look cute with such a pathetic face but demon groans, getting impatient. With his hand on your hair he pushes your head closer to his pulsing glans, dominating sharp gaze tells you everything better than any words.

So you open your lips a little, placing a passionate kiss on the tip of his dick, slowly getting down and peppering his whole length with kisses. You just wanted to tease him too, and it looked like Luci kinda liked it, watching as you tried so hard to amuse him.

Yet it was kinda hard to concentrate when Dia started finally moving, stretching you open wide with his cock, as almost immediately he started with a fast pace, too hungry for any slow gentle sex right now. And it was just what you needed, as you lifted your hips and spread your legs wider, enjoying how his dick grinding against your walls. His hands keep stroking your cheeks and slowly his fingertips get closer to your asshole, tickling tight muscles.

"Don't you worry, s/o.." - Dia can't help but let out a low chuckle, noticing as you turn to him a little confused. - "I should prepare you for the next round too, don't you think..?"

Next round? Tingles run down your spine right to your heated core as you just thought about what would wait for you tonight..

"Well, if she would deserve this second round.." - Lucifer interrupts your thoughts, smirking. - "You have some work to do here.."

Nodding, you lick his whole length and finally take him in your mouth and small vibrations tickle him as you keep moaning even with dick in your mouth. Dia just was too good, hitting your g spot with every thrust, whimpering and mumbling about how tight you are around his cock. It feels like your clenching walls are almost melting him in its warmth, sending him over the edge as he gets faster. And no, he did not plan to cum anytime soon, as demon was waiting too long to finally have a taste of your passion. Even drugged by your body, to all this delight he finally feels, Dia can last for a long time, wishing to please you as much as he can.

While Luci wanted you to please him. And you did a good job, sucking him so obediently as he leads you with his arm, setting a right pace. Your hot tongue around his cock makes him bite his lips as this demon also starts getting more local. Just a few minutes and you find all his soft places, moaning louder on purpose just to hear as low groans break from his chest.

Now the whole room was filled with the whimpers and groans of you three, as soonly you were able to catch up with Dia's pace, moving your lips around dick in your mouth with the same rhythm.

You feel as Luci's dick begins to swell and twitch in your mouth as he leaned back against the pillows, his breathing began to falter, and his fingers tightened on the back of your head. All his movements were kinda sloppy now, as he slowly got closer and closer, melting in your hot wet mouth.

"Fuck.. S/o.. Keep your pretty mouth like that, and look me right in the eyes, I want to see your face when you would savor my semen.."

While Dia's movements become more ragged as he roughly fuck you. He lost all his sanity, just grasping on your hips with a shaky hand, while another one kept playing with your anus, fingers pushing tight walls here too. He pounds you faster and faster, stretching your clenching pussy with force, his dick pulsing more and more.

"S/o.. Please.. Let me cum inside.. Let me make you mine.."

It looks like you three were almost on edge, the room was filled with moans and wet sounds of body slapping to each other.

Three bodies reach the climax and two pairs of arms grasp your body tightly, as two men call your name, lost in their orgasm. You were overflowing with mind shattering pleasure, if they hadn't held you with all their strength you would already collapse on bed, legs too weak now... Your pussy clenched around Dia even harder as his thick cum filled your hot walls. He keeps with fast pace for a little before eventually slowing down, sloppy thrusting in you, spreading last drops of his semen in your cunt.

Same big shoot of cum hit your throat as Luci push your head, almost face fucking you. His deep satisfied groan makes you tingle, as you keep licking his dick, almost cleaning it from all sperm, mixing it with your saliva.

For a few moments you all just breathe heavily, trying to calm down. Of course you notice Luci's playful cunning gaze and needy strokes of Dia's hands on your ass..

They both change their position again, carrying your weak trembling body. And even as you feel absolutely drained, as soon as you notice that their dick still hard and ready for more, your pussy throb, asking for more too..

You lean back to Dia's big chest as he holds your thighs. Luci stands in front of you, and now you are sandwiched between them too, their hot bodies send shivers down your spine.

"So, darling, what do you think? Can't take us both..?" - Luci purr, and you felt as two pulsing dicks pressing to your clenching in anticipation holes.

That was not the end. Just very very begging.. begging of long night with two men who will not let you go so easily now, fucking you until any thoughts would disappear from your pretty head, and only their names would be aching in your mind now..

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riseofamoonycake · 8 months

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LULU!! How do you think snv characters would react to a s/o, usually not very into pda, kissing them in front of someone?? (Their friends) let me kiss confucius in front of the sages or of his disciples, in the name of the lord

Do what you want with it, pour all the love our sweeties deserve out!! Snv has amazing but so underrated characters :(

Awwwww! I loved it a lot, so I decided to take my time and let my fantasy go wild… hope you like the result!

A Kiss To Build A Dream On

Victims: Confucius; Bishamonten; Shiva

Warnings: none

Confucius

You snort once, and immediately after again, supporting your head with one hand to keep it from rolling to the ground from boredom. Once again you were deceived; once again you have fallen into the trap that Confucius wove with great wisdom, and now you find yourself in the middle of another long, slow meeting of philosophers, wondering why it always has to end like this: why the big eyes of the man you call husband convince you every time, why you always have to be weak in front of the bright smile with which he runs to you to greet you after five minutes of not seeing each other, why you melt in his arms and let your reputation as an inflexible and severe divinity falter. Damn it, just his voice makes you tremble, let alone seeing that ray of sunshine rush with the joy of children and knowing that he is doing it for you…

«Y/N! Come, Y/N, they want to meet you here!»

You curse to yourself for the umpteenth time, then barely raise your gaze to meet that of Confucius, enthusiastic as always as he jumps around you like a little bird and pulls you by the arm to get you up from the seat you call home for a few hours, and you dramatically throw your head back. «Confucius, my love, no…»

«Please! I promise I won’t embarrass you, I just want to introduce my heart to my friends!»

You look back at the human with half-closed eyes, then hint at a smile that could soon become a grin. «Hmmm… really?»

Confucius sweetly smiles at you when he sees you get up from the seat, he intertwines his fingers with yours while he gives you a light kiss on the cheek and then leads you with him, towards a group of people who are creating infernal chaos and who, obviously, can only be his friends.

«Here we are! So, I―»

This time, you are faster than the young man; and when you grab his face and trap his lips with yours, you feel him stiffen against you. Even if your eyes are closed, you know that Confucius is staring at you in disbelief and confusion, not understanding what is happening: his always strict love… kissing him in front of everyone? WHAT NEW IS THIS?

You smile at his reactions and deepen the kiss even more, letting go of his face to caress the nape of his neck and back, wrapping your arms around his waist and squeezing his body against yours, preventing him from running away. Oh no, Confucius will stay here with you now, you have captured him and you will not let him go before you have made him suffer everything you have in mind.

«Lov― love?», the philosopher murmurs, his eyes wide open and his face completely red, when you break away from his lips to let him breathe; and you laugh at his indescribably funny expression, then lick the tip of his nose. «Hmmm, you’re always so good⁓ I want to have more of it!», you comment, biting his cheek immediately afterwards and making him squeal. «Y/N! Not in front of everyone!»

«But Confucius, you are attracting everyone’s attention, just like you wanted❤️»

«It’s your fault!»

You laugh again, then lift him into your arms like a puppy and throw him over your shoulder. «Really? Oh my, I’ll have to make it up to you then! Come, let’s go think of a way to do this», you exclaim before turning, waving everyone goodbye and leaving the meeting with your prey in the clutches, triumphant.

Well, it seems like the day has taken a funnier turn now…

Bishamonten

«Benzaiten, I’m about to get angry! Watch out for yourself!»

«And what should I do about it? What do I have to do with your problems?"

«Listen to her! Come here, then, don’t run away!»

«Hey, do you want to be quiet for a bit, you two? You’ve been going on for hours, stop it!»

You raise your eyes from the cloak you are repairing and observe with a smile Benzaiten, Ebisu and Hoteison arguing and bickering with each other as usual, and then giggling as you notice the goddess leaving her two companions behind to go to Jurojin, quietly sitting in the middle of a meadow, jump around his neck to hug him and start tormenting him with a flower, chased by Ebisu’s curses and invectives. Since you have been with them, your days have become decidedly more lively: the quiet of the priesthood in the temple of the Seven Gods of Fortune is far away, the silence is an illusion that the arrival of the same divinities to which you were consecrated has taken away… and now, now there is a completely different existence before you. But for this, you only have to thank the divinity standing next to you, immobile staring at the growing chaos of the gods he leads, his gaze severe and inflexible. Dear Bishamonten… sometimes you feel compassion when you see him confront his gods and only temporarily put a stop to their screams; and sometimes you really can’t help but smile, always for the same reason. It is your family, after all.

Today, however, it is almost without realizing it that you make a movement to the side and sit closer to him, resting your head against his side and softly rubbing your cheek against it in an attempt to comfort him. Out of the corner of your eye you see the god turn his head and stare at you up and down with an indecipherable expression, and you purposely raise yours to meet his eyes and smile at him. The next second, without you knowing anything but only that you want it, you want it so much, you stand up and throw your arms around his neck, then leave a slow, long kiss on his lips.

At that same moment, all discussion ends and silence falls around you, and you have to make an enormous effort not to burst out laughing or stare at Bishamonten’s face, which is now stiffer than ever and has even stopped breathing, or that of the other divinities, petrified as they stare at you in the most unthinkable expressions. You don’t go back to your work, it is impossible now: you sit back calmly and wait for the world to implode, accepting everything that comes next, and you sigh as if you have just freed yourself of a great weight.

It is Benzaiten who takes care of bringing everyone back to normality, and she does it in a big way. «I want a kiss from Y/N too! Me too!!», screams the goddess, abandoning an astonished Jurojin to run to you and jump on top of you without thinking twice. You laugh and willingly fall under the body of your lady, who begins to kiss all over your face and hugs you tightly while bursting out laughing herself and complimenting you on the bold action, as well as adding comments of a less innocent nature; next to you, Bishamonten is still stuck in his immobility and doesn’t shake even when you caress his arm and smile at him with all the sweetness you are capable of, your face as red as he is. Since neither of you is the most open person in showing affection, especially in front of everyone, today’s gesture will need to be explained in private... and when the god gets up and turns to you, you can’t help but feel a familiar shiver take over your legs and make you look away while biting your lips.

A great fortune is about to come your way… perhaps.

Shiva

Rain, rain and more rain. The season you hate has come, and no one, not even the gods, can escape it. Damn.

«Are you cold, little lotus? Come here…»

You smile slightly as Shiva hugs you from behind, holding you close to his chest as if he wanted to incorporate you into it, and you half close your eyes as you feel his heart beating against your back and resonating within your own body. For a moment, the humidity and fearful weather move away from you, and even the sound of drops on the roof of the building breaks into a different melody, while the glass in the room instantly dries out and a ray of sunshine begins to make its way through the heavy cloak of clouds.

«Don’t choke Y/N, love!»

Parvati’s voice is as sweet as a caress and as gentle as her laugh, and it makes you smile more as soon as it reaches you; you also hear Durga giggling while Kali murmurs something in a whispering voice, then it is the Goddess of War who speaks again: «Dear, Shiva doesn’t leave you alone for a moment, eh? Honey, Y/N was supposed to be all for us today!»

In fact, you should have been alone with the god’s wives, because all four of you had decided to spend the day among yourselves, to talk and get to know each other more, since it wasn’t long ago that Shiva brought you in the palace and married you; but the Lord of Destruction decided otherwise and slipped into the room with his normal confidence, and now all his arms are wrapped around you and you couldn’t escape from him even if you wanted to.

«I don’t think I’ll ruin your day if I cuddle Y/N for a while! Come on, at least let me give you a kiss! Another one!»

You giggle as soon as you feel Shiva’s lips resting on your head and instinctively lean more against him, humming from the sweetness of feeling his mouth on you. You observe the world around you one more time, so you take his hand and, to his surprise, now you are the one leaving a kiss on it.

At that point, the god tenses his face to better observe what you are doing, and you catch him off guard again by raising your head and shooting upwards, so this time it is his mouth that is trapped by yours. The gesture surprises even yourself, because you usually don’t do any of these things in the presence of someone else, so you blush and quickly withdraw, biting his lip slightly and moving your gaze elsewhere.

«Hmmm… I like it! Do it again⁓»

You blush even more, and Shiva laughs in his deep, low, vibrant tone. Like a tiger, he remains motionless and awaits your movements before striking, but you only notice this when his hands open a little and free you, and his eyes narrow in a sly expression. «Oh, so the dove wants to play…», the god murmurs with a smirk when you take a step forward and detach yourself from his person, only to be followed closely by him.

Parvati, Kali and Durga don’t say anything, however they look at each other and smile with a knowing look, especially when you and Shiva start playing and you step back, your cheeks still red but from the excitement and the desire to tease him without, if possible, succumbing easily.

«You say, Great Shiva? Oh, how unfortunate», you murmur, changing angles and backing towards the door, glancing at his wives and grinning in response to their gazes.

Shiva is about to leap and reach you, but Parvati and Kali are faster and attach themselves to his legs, blocking him temporarily; Durga, on the other hand, opens the door in front of you, giving you a light push and patting your shoulder. «Run, Y/N, run with all your might! Don’t let him win!», she urges you while you respond with a laugh and start running along the corridors of the building, making the most of the advantage you have been given.

«Eeeh? Hey, this is unfair to your husband! We’ll talk about it later, my queens… but now, if you’ll excuse me, I have someone to hunt… Y/N! Y/N, where are you? Come on, don’t be so shy, your husband needs you!»

You chuckle in response, trying not to make too much noise, and formulate the next move in your plan. Who knows if Shiva will be convinced until the end that he is the hunter, or will he eventually begin to believe he is the prey…

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sailtomarina · 1 year

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Haircut

“Please don’t laugh.” Draco stood awkwardly in the Floo, poised to flee. His usually impeccable locks grew wildly past his shoulders, thick tresses shining like rivers of white gold. Hermione pressed her lips closed tightly together to prevent her giggle from escaping, simply quirking a brow at him. “Depending on what happened, I’m sure I can fix it.” He heaved a sigh of relief before settling beside her on the couch, shucking her legs over his lap. “I was brewing hair growth pots and was distracted when Blaise came by—” Hermione cut him off when she leaned over and ran her fingers through the strands along the arm closest to her. “Mmm, no wonder Zabini's product sells out so fast. Your hair looks and feels a-maaaazing.” His adam’s apple visibly bobbed as he gulped at her touch. “—and, I, uh, neglected to seal the cover when I left. By the time I came back my lab was filled with fumes and I accidentally breathed in a bit.” Her fingers progressed up to comb through the full length of hair, occasionally pausing to massage circles into his scalp. “…Granger?” “Hmmm?” “Not that I’m complaining, that feels fucking fantastic, but care to help a bloke out?” He leaned into her ministrations with a soft growl in his voice, reminding Hermione of dear, departed Crookshanks. “Are you sure you want to cut it? Seems a shame…you could go Lucius-style and tie it back?” Hermione whined when he tugged his hair out of her grip. He glared back at her, offended at the suggestion while simultaneously lifting his chin in a manner reminiscent of the Malfoy patriarch. He swiftly stood, tugging her along with him down the hallway to the washroom. "If there's one thing I'm thankful for with your time in that infernal tent with Potter and Weasel, it's that they gave you plenty of practice on their haircuts." Hermione's mouth went dry when he tugged off his shirt and displayed his chest in all its glory, lean, muscled, and dusted with light hair at the chest that led to a tantalizing trail straight down his stomach into his waistband. "Snip, snip, Granger. Let's get this over with." "Did you have to remove your shirt? I can't focus with all that," she exclaimed, waving at his form. He waggled his eyebrows as he smiled a salacious grin. "I'd rather not get hair all over my clothes, and I'll just take a shower after to clean up. You're free to join me." "Don't tempt the witch with the scissors." She clicked the shears at him menacingly. "Now let's see here..."

#dramione prompts #dramione #draco malfoy x hermione granger #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter microfic

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silencehq · 3 months

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mod, desculpa eu sou burra e não entendi como o drop afeta o pessoal

Nada de burra, lave a boca com sabão que só eu posso xingar semideuses remelentos! Vamos lá que eu te explico e vou te dar dicas de como abordar tudo.

Um campista morreu:

Portanto, os semideuses podem conhecer ele ou não, era um jovem ativo na enfermaria, um filho de Apolo. Você pode ter ou não conexão com ele e lamentar a morte do coitado.

A morte dele foi possivelmente causada por um cão infernal que possivelmente está solto no acampamento. Cães infernais não deveriam entrar no acampamento... mas esse entrou. Como? Por quê? Cadê esse maldito bicho? Alguém chama as autoridades!!! Bem, os semideuses não têm a quem chamar porque depois de meses sem ouvir nada dos deuses, a única voz que ouviram agora foi de Hades.

O que nos leva ao próximo ponto... Hades então quebrou o silêncio?

Sim! Acontece que esse silêncio Hades quebrou, mas é o silêncio da profecia? Hmmm, não sabemos. Iremos descobrir nos próximos episódios. Você tem a chance de abordar isso tentando descobrir se agora os deuses vão falar de novo, se consegue contato com Hades, boa sorte pra tentar fazer ele falar de novo. Spoiler: é uma tentativa em vão.

O acampamento tem agora uma fenda ENOME no meio. Quase divide a terra ao meio e é um abismo bem profundo para dentro do solo.

Com isso, os chalés estão bem destruídos então lá vai seu personagem ter o trabalho de reconstruir o chalé que ele vive. Trabalha y trabalha. A fenda é algo novo, desconhecido, todo mundo fica curioso com coisas novas, não é? Mas você nem pode chega perto por causa das vozes. O que essas vocês dizem? Você pode me dizer! Cada pessoa escuta algo diferente!

O sol nasce.... mas não ilumina direito o Acampamento.

Está tudo nublado. Sempre parece fim de tarde quando já está quase escurecendo. Não chove mais mas em compensação também não temos luz solar. Isso já aconteceu antes? É só no acampamento ou é fora

Toda a dinâmica do acampamento foi afetada, seja pela morte do filho de Apolo, quanto pela destruição que o acampamento se encontra.

Os semideuses precisam reconstruir o próprio lar, podem ter perdido pertences que se quebraram durante os tremores, pode ter irmãos pequenos machucados e aí vem a culpa disso ter acontecido enquanto eles estavam em festa.

#swf:faq #admin. dionisio #swf:ask

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papillenjolras · 1 month

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❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤 many heart emojis for the OC ask game!!!! (For any oc you wish!)

This is soooo late but I just did the other ask game so I figured I'd bring it back!

Hmmm I want to use a dnd oc so let's go with Neph (Nepheros)! He is a tiefling fighter. Purple trans guy with a cool green undercut who incorporates armor into fashionable outfits.

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

Loyal: This is one of his driving traits- he sticks with people after he's made up his mind about them and it takes a lot to dissuade him. He will go to great lengths to protect people. (Sometimes this could be a negative trait since loyalty can cause him to be blind to faults or to the truth)

Humorous: I love roleplaying him and his personality is such a joy to play! I like that I can respond with my natural jokes or comments and it will fit with his character. It feels fun to embody his character.

Determined/willing to step up: He is willing to make those hard decisions, to make a choice even if he's not sure if it's the right one.

🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends?

Friends- He values intentions and effort, and doesn't feel that blood trumps that without work put in behind that. He's currently traveling with the party and does not have contact with his family after going on the run due to murder.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

He speaks common and infernal due to his tiefling heritage, though he doesn't like infernal as he doesn't have much connection to his tiefling heritage as he was raised by his human parents.

💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

Well he has certainly been outside adventuring a lot recently! Which he enjoys! But he would probably appreciate some indoor time after all that. But overall probably outside.

💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world?

He is a fighter class and places his focus outside of the realm of magic, though he can cast some spells as a tiefling- thaumaturgy, hellish rebuke, and darkness. He is comfortable with this and uses thaumaturgy regularly in his life, having played with the spell since he was a child.

In the campaign setting, there are two forces- the Light and the Sea. Many magic casters such as paladins value the Light, while necromancers value the Sea. As a tiefling, Neph has an innate connection to the Sea and can sometimes communicate with others who have that connection. Also recently, after killing a necromancer, he's started hearing dead people? Which is a cool plot hook and I'm excited to see where that goes.

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

He was born to human parents, but is a tiefling due to a pact his father made with a demon/tiefling asking for a happy marriage. So in some ways he resembles his tiefling heritage as well.

🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

Yes, he's killed in battle as a soldier. Notably, as part of his backstory, a trusted captain of the guard named Latha (who is a secret spy) manipulated him into killing a general, then placed all the blame on him. So this is where his sense of loyalty can also be a fatal flaw. And as strong as his loyalty is, once that trust is broken, he is just as dedicated to revenge.

As far as him breaking trust, during the campaign he did get blackmailed into trying to assassinate a npc (don't worry she lived) and that didn't go over well with the party, but it's all pretty much patched up now.

#Neph #oc ask game #thanks for sending me those!!!

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roxannarambles · 8 months

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teal mask fixit-fic on the fly part 9

(Current story so far: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 -

Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8)

"Why am I here again?"

The two students wandered through the small park under the shade of the trees.

"Wow, Arven, can't I just want to go for a walk with one of my friends?"

"Yeah . . . you can, but I know you had me come out here for a reason."

Nemona caved quickly.

"Fine, yeah, I did. But I think you're gonna like this! Because I had a great idea. We're gonna try to find the Loyal Three!"

They stopped. Arven stared at her.

"Nemona . . . did you not pay attention to the little story? You know they're dead, right? The Loyal Three are right there. Buried under ground?"

He gestured at the little monument placed atop the pokemon graves, not too far from where they stood. Nemona rolled her eyes.

"Yeah I know that Arven, I didn't mean it literally. But look, I was thinking, from the descriptions these pokemon sounded pretty powerful. Maybe we could find others of their same species! So I wanted to gather all the information we could about them. Look for any hints as to where we might search for more of their kind."

Arven frowned.

"I dunno. Sometimes powerful pokemon seem to be a one-off sort of deal. There might not be any others."

"I know, but isn't it worth trying? They might just be really rare! That happens a lot too, people think there's only one and then there turn out to be more."

Arven was forced to admit that was true.

"Yeah, I guess so. Although honestly, if you're looking for strong pokemon, I'm surprised you're not trying to hunt down Ogerpon? I mean, that one's confirmed to actually be around."

Nemona chuckled,

"Oh believe me, I tried. Me and Juliana looked all over! Especially where you first spotted it. And also at the place rumored to be Ogerpon's den, and Paradise Barrens, and the Infernal Pass, and Oni's Maw . . . so on, so on. I wanted to ask Kieran more about it, too, but he's been hiding in his room all day."

Arven sighed.

"Yeah. I'm a bit worried about him, to be honest."

Nemona nodded,

"Same. I thought maybe if we found Ogerpon again, his family might let us show it to him and he'd feel better. But that plan kinda got wrecked, so maybe one of the Loyal Three would be good enough?"

Arven considered that. He shrugged.

"Eh, I guess it's worth a shot. What do you know so far on these guys?"

Nemona clasped her hands together, excited.

"Okay!! So far, not a ton. I've been talking to people in town, but mostly they just talked about folklore type stuff. The one called Munkidori is supposed to bring you success in your classes or career if you worship him. They said he used to be very dim-witted until he wished for wisdom. The one called Okidogi is supposed to bring success in relationships, and apparently he used to be small and weak until he wished for strength. And then Fezadip-- uh, Fezanti-- er-- Fezandipi? Um . . ."

She waved a hand,

"Whatever, the bird one, that one used to be ugly until he wished for beauty, and worshipping him brings you good luck and serendipity! Oh, wait. Fezandipiti! I just got that. Haha, that's cute."

Arven raised a brow.

"Okay . . . well. Is that it?"

Nemona glanced down at her phone.

"That's most of it. I also have notes about their physical appearances and personalities and some places that people thought they might like to hang out? It'll all pretty vague though. I was hoping that taking a closer look at the monument might tell us more."

They approached the humble little monument in the far edge of the park. It had a trio of stone statues-- a monkey, a dog and a bird, adorned with handknitted decorations. Nemona leanded down and studied the statues very closely, while Arven read the nearby plaque.

"Long ago, these three courageous pokemon blah blah blah . . . protected the town, defeated the Ogre, yadda yadda. Nothing useful."

"Hmmm."

Arven stood beside Nemona to examine the statues as well. After a long pause, he said,

"Not to be a killjoy, but what exactly do you hope to accomplish by staring at these statues?"

Nemona stood back up and groaned.

"I dunno . . . I guess you're right."

She gave the statues another mournful glance.

"It's not like they're gonna spontaneously appear here or something. I wish they would, though."

There was a deep rumbling, the ground beneath the trainer's feet shaking. Both of them startled.

"Wh-wha? Earthquake?!"

The rumbling increased, growing louder and louder, until the ground right in front of Nemona and Arven-- centered on the Loyal Three's monument-- split completely open, tearing the monument apart entirely. They gasped as they watched three figures claw their way from the dirt and out into the open air.

A monkey, a dog, and a bird. Perfectly healthy and whole.

Nemona and Arven gaped in disbelief at the trio of pokemon.

"N-nemona, are they . . ."

Nemona scrambled for her pokeballs, but the three legendaries were incredibly quick; they were off and running in the direction of the town (well, the bird flew) before Nemona could even whip her Pawmot out.

"AFTER THEM!" she yelled, taking off running.

"Wait, Nemona, what the heck is going on?!"

"NO CLUE! C'MON!"

In Mossui Town, Penny and Juliana were sitting on one of the stone walls, just chilling.

"Carmine ever say when her grandpa's gonna be done with fixing that mask?"

"Mmm, she said it'd be ready soon."

"Cool."

Penny sipped her lemonade.

"If you can't find the ogre how do you plan giving it back?"

"Just gonna leave it in its den."

"Ah. Yeah I guess that works."

Juliana slurped her own lemonade.

"Y'know it's pretty quiet around here. I kinda like it."

"Yeah? I think it's kinda boring. I wish something would happen."

"Juliana, c'mon. Be careful of what you wish for."

"What? I mean it. It's so--"

The ground began to shake.

"Whoa, hey, earthquake?"

"I guess?"

Not long after, they watched as a trio of pokemon rushed down the path from the apple orchard, then ran right by them through town, across the bridge and up the path towards Kitakami Hall.

"Um . . ."

"Penny, am I crazy or did those kinda look like . . . y'know."

"Yeah, they kinda did."

They watched as Nemona and Arven went tearing down the hill next, stopping short as they entered town. Nemona demanded,

"JULES! PENNY! Did you see the Loyal Three run through here?!"

Then she gasped for breath, looking like she was about to pass out. Arven reached out and prevented her from collapsing, saying,

"Easy, Nemona, they're not worth dying over!"

Penny answered,

"Yeah, they went that direction, towards Kitakami Hall."

Nemona panted,

"Quick, we gotta catch up to them!"

"I got you, girl," Juliana said, tossing her pokeball and releasing Koraidon. As Juliana and Nemona climbed aboard, Arven groaned,

"Oh man, do we really gotta--"

"GET ON OR EAT DUST, ARVEN."

Penny hopped onto Koraidon from the wall. Arven sighed,

"Fine, fine, jeez."

As the bright red lizard motorbike went tearing through town, Nemona shouted,

"Wait, we should swing by Carmine's house and tell her too!"

Soon they had pulled up in front of her house-- she happened to just step out into the front yard-- and were shouting at Carmine.

"Carmine, the Loyal Three are alive?? Somehow??"

"Wh-what?!"

"We gotta go after them!"

"Never mind that, Kieran's stolen the mask!"

"What?!"

"We have to go find him!"

"But the Loyal Three--"

"What's wrong with you, they're dead!"

"They're now undead!"

"We don't have time for this crap!"

"Agreed, get on!"

"On-- on that thing??"

Seated furthermost at the back, Arven reached a hand out.

"If you wanna find him fast, you better just come aboard."

Carmine made a displeased grunt but made her mind up quickly, grabbing hold of his hand. He hauled her up, although there was not much room left and she was sandwiched between Arven and Penny, more in Arven's lap than actually on Koraidon.

"Gun it, Jules!"

They went tearing off down the road, Carmine screaming.

"If I fall to my death I'm going to kill you guys!"

The four teens screeched to a stop at Kitakami Hall, seeing that a crowd of people had gathered there. They called to the Caretaker and the Caretaker told them,

"You just missed them! The Loyal Three were here, in the flesh! Such a remarkable blessing on this day. We welcomed them and fed them our most prized mochi and presented them with their Masks--"

"You fed them?! And gave them the masks?!"

"Aw, crap."

"I can't believe this. They're really alive again? This is ridiculous."

Confused, the Caretaker asked,

"I-is there something amiss?"

"Where are they now?"

The Caretaker pointed.

"They headed off as a group, towards the Oni Mountains."

Carmine suddenly gasped.

"Wait. You guys, I just realized where Kieran's probably run off to with the mask! This is awful!"

"You mean--"

"The Ogre's Den!"

"And the Loyal Three are probably--"

"We gotta go, now!"

They ran along the path through the Oni Mountains like they had death itself nipping at their heels. The most terrifying portion was when Juliana decided to continue running full tilt over the narrow stone catwalk that passed over the canyon, but Koraidon navigated it expertly and screeched to a halt in front of Ogerpon's den.

They had been correct. The Loyal Three were indeed here to harass Ogerpon for its final mask. And, it seemed, Kieran was here too-- the young teen had wedged himself into the den's entrance, while the three pokemon cried angrily and threatened him. The bird was pecking at him, and the monkey seemed to be charging up an attack.

"HEY! Why don't you three pick on somebody your own size?" Carmine yelled, jumping from Koraidon. She sent her Sinistcha out.

Juliana jumped down and sent out her Volcarona.

Then Nemona sent out her Pawmot. Arven sent out his Mabosstiff. Penny sent out her Sylveon.

Koraidon stood on his hind legs, unfurrowing his feathery crests and hissing.

The Loyal Three quickly lost all nerve, outnumbered and outmatched. They turned tail and fled in different directions, escaping too fast for the trainers to keep track of where they went. It didn't matter for the moment, though, as they had more pressing matters to attend to.

"Kiki, are you okay?!"

Carmine rushed over and crouched down, helping Kieran stand back up. Looking frightened but mostly uninjured, the boy stammered,

"I-I think so . . . they were trying to hurt Ogerpon, a-and I tried stopping them, but they defeated all my pokemon, s-so I . . ."

He trailed off. Carmine gently touched the light scratches on his cheek. She stated,

"So you guarded the den yourself."

He nodded meekly. She peered over his shoulder, asking,

"And how's Ogerpon?"

"S-she's okay, I think . . . she ran into her den when they got here."

Carmine took a few steps into the den to confirm that with her own eyes. She quickly re-immerged, saying,

"Yeah, it looks scared but okay."

The other teens looked relieved. Carmine continued,

"Which is good, because that means I can ask you WHAT THE HELL YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE DOING?!"

She turned on Kieran with rage.

"I-I--"

"You scared me half to death, running off like that! How could you be so dense--"

"Well how could you be so awful?!" Kieran suddenly shouted back, startling Carmine so much she fell silent. She stared for a moment in shock and then opened her mouth, but he kept shouting.

"ALL of you! I heard everything, you know! All your secret meetings that you had without me! How could you all keep such important secrets from me?! Knowing how important Ogerpon is to me!"

Carmine yelled right back at him,

"We didn't tell you 'cause we were worried you'd do something really stupid, and guess what, ya dingus, you did!"

Kieran glared daggers and snapped,

"I stole the mask because I didn't trust any of you to return it to Ogerpon!"

Carmine gave a short, bitter laugh.

"That's stupid! Why would we bother repairing it if we weren't gonna give it back?"

"I don't know, you mighta decided to just put it up on display like all the others! It's not like you gave those back either when you learned the truth, did you?"

"If we did that the whole village would have been in an uproar, you moron!"

"Hey, hey, guys, come on, let's not fight," Juliana said, stepping in,

"The important thing is everyone's safe now, right?"

The siblings glanced at her, clearly not agreeing. Carmine bickered,

"No thanks to him! Running off alone like that--"

"Me?! No thanks to you, hiding the truth all this time--"

There was a frightened little whimper, and Kieran stopped short. He looked into the den, where Ogerpon was curled into a ball, shaking.

All the vitriol left Kieran at once, his expression shifting into one of sorrow.

"Ogerpon . . . I-I'm . . . I'm sorry . . . we're scaring her . . ."

Carmine glanced away, her anger muted and looking a little guilty. Gently, Juliana said,

"Look, Carmine, I know you were worried, but Kieran's safe now. Okay? He obviously was just trying to do what he thought was best for Ogerpon."

Carmine grumbled.

"I guess."

Juliana stepped a little closer to Kieran. She said quietly,

"And Kieran, you were right."

He looked to her, surprised. She said,

"It was wrong of us to hide this from you. I do believe your family truly were doing it with the best of intentions, but it was still wrong-- so for that, and for my role in it, I really am sorry."

She glanced to her classmates. They all nodded, agreeing. Kieran's shoulders had been squared, but they now relaxed and he glanced away. Quietly, he said,

"You . . . you all did come to save Ogerpon when she was in danger, so . . . I guess I overreacted a little. I'm sorry too."

Carmine sighed. She nudged Kieran a little.

"Hey. Don't look so down. Did you get to give Ogerpon her mask yet? I bet that'll cheer her up."

Kieran frowned, looking worried.

"I-I tried to . . . but that's when the other pokemon got here. She was just about to take it when they scared her back into her den."

He reached into the little cave's entrance and took up the mask that had been propped there. It looked to be in perfect condition, its gems shining brilliantly in the light; Kieran's grandfather had apparently finished repairs just before he'd stolen it. Gently, Carmine suggested,

"Well, maybe now that things have settled down, she'd like it back?"

Kieran looked into the cave nervously.

"I'll try . . ."

Tentatively, Kieran stepped forward.

"Ogerpon? . . . Everything's okay now. My friends scared all the bad guys away. You can come out now."

The others came closer to watch; Ogerpon was still huddled in the far corner of her cave. She looked at Kieran with wide, frightened eyes.

"It's okay, Ogerpon . . . do you want your mask back?"

He took a few more steps forward, holding the mask out. Ogerpon made a scared little squeak and hid her face. Kieran looked crestfallen.

"She's scared of me."

"Oh, Kiki, she's just been through a lot lately. I'm sure she'll want it later when she's calmed down," Carmine said. He came out of the cave, his shoulders slumped.

"I dunno. She was like that when I first got here, too. She didn't trust me."

"Well she's only just met you, Kiki!"

Her brother slid down to the ground to sit, staring gloomily at the Teal Mask in his hands. Carmine made a 'tsk' noise and turned, saying,

"Arven, why don't you try giving Operpon the mask back?"

Arven blinked at her, asking,

"Me? Why me?"

She crossed her arms and answered,

"Because! When we first saw Ogerpon, it looked like you were pretty good at talking to her. Look, somebody's gotta do it, or else Kieran's gonna just sulk here the rest of the day--"

"--all right, all right! I'll give it a try."

He shuffled forward and looked down at Kieran.

"Would that be all right with you?" he asked quietly. Kieran hesitated, but eventually nodded. He held the mask out wordlessly.

Arven took it. He went to the cave's entrance, gazing in at the frightened pokemon. Then he glanced behind himself at the others, who were crowded round.

"Maybe everyone could, um . . . give her a little space? I have a feeling she might be nervous with so many eyes on her."

The others backed off awkwardly, leaving the cave entrance vacant, and Arven took a few more steps into the cave. Then he paused there a moment.

"Hey there," he said, softly.

The little pokemon had her face buried in her hands, but she looked up at the sound of Arven's voice.

"Hi," he repeated, giving a little wave. The pokemon flinched a little at the gesture.

"Hey, it's okay, bud. I won't come any closer if you don't want me to."

Arven set his bag down and then slid to the floor to sit. Ogerpon watched him closely.

"I'm sorry about all the yelling. Actually, to tell you the truth, I hate it when people yell too," he said, with a dry laugh.

"It's not your fault though. I promise."

The pokemon swayed anxiously on her feet. Arven studied her a little. After a bit, he mused aloud,

"Ya know, it's funny that you just happened to show up at that festival when my friends and I came to visit. Guess we were just lucky, huh? Or maybe . . . I dunno, maybe you just got so tired of being alone that it was finally enough to win out over your fears."

The pokemon crept forward just a little bit more. Arven could finally see her face properly for the first time through the costume-like leaf that covered her body. She had bright yellow eyes-- wide and innocent-- and a tiny pair of fangs, her face a vivid orange.

"You're a cute little rascal, aren't you? Honestly I don't get how anyone could be scared of you. Not that I mean you aren't tough, of course. You probably could have given those bullies a run for their money."

Ogerpon seemed to be much more at ease now. Arven zipped open a pouch on his bag.

"Hey, I've got something special to share, if you'd like. I don't give these out to many people, but you can be an exception."

He took a Leichi berry from his bag. At first, Ogerpon startled, anxious over what Arven was doing.

"It's okay, bud, it's just a berry."

He held the berry out. Ogerpon inched forward, gazing at it with her bright eyes.

"These are pretty good, if I do say so myself. I fought off a whole pack of Poochyena for them!"

Ogerpon took the berry with a sudden grab and backed off a few paces. She bit into it and then made a happy little noise. Arven chuckled.

"Told ya they were good."

She finished off the berry very quickly, her little fangs stained in juice. She came forward again and sat down beside Arven, looking at him with wide eyes.

"What, you want another? Well, I was saving these for making some desserts when I went back home, but I guess one more won't hurt."

The pokemon cheerfully ate the fat berry and hopped back and forth, chirping.

"More? You're killing me, bud. You do know how rare these are, right?"

Ogerpon nibbled on Arven's bag.

"Maybe you'd like an Oran berry? How's that sound?"

He tried to offer an Oran berry to her, but she made a garbled little cry and swayed on her feet, refusing to take it.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Guess this one is a bit of a gourmand. Leichi berry it is then."

He handed another over. Fortunately for Arven, it seemed Ogerpon was satisfied with three of the berries. She sat back down, licking the juice on her hands.

"So, um . . . on another subject, I kinda have something of yours. Sorry it took us so long to get this back to you, but we wanted to repair it first."

He took the mask from his bag. Like before, Ogerpon flinched at first, but she calmed down quickly this time.

"It looks good as new! It's supposed to enhance your battle powers or something, right? Probably a good idea to have it, then."

He held it out gingerly.

Ogerpon took the mask. She touched it softly and smiled.

When Arven immerged from the cave once more, Ogerpon followed closely behind him, wearing the Teal Mask. The others cheered at the sight.

"You did it, Arven!"

"I told you he could."

"Aw, I'm glad it worked out."

The shy little pokemon clung to Arven's leg, looking out at the others. Carmine told her brother,

"See, Kiki? Looks like Ogerpon's feeling a lot better now."

It seemed everyone was glad to see Ogerpon had cheered up-- everyone except Kieran. There was a tension in his expression when he looked at her. He muttered,

"Yeah . . ."

Carmine gave an annoyed huff.

"What's wrong now?"

Kieran turned away. He mumbled,

"I just . . . don't understand why she likes Arven, but she doesn't like me."

Arven quickly countered,

"That's not true, she's just a shy little gal."

"You said the Loyal Three arrived at the same time you tried to give the mask back, Kieran?" Juliana asked. Kieran glanced to her and nodded reluctantly.

"It's possible Ogerpon accidentally associated you with the Loyal Three attack," Juliana said gently,

"It was probably very scary and confusing for her, and she didn't understand what was going on."

Kieran's expression dropped into a look of horror.

"Y-you think so?"

Juliana tried to quickly reassure him.

"It's possible, but it's okay, Kieran. I'm sure she'll still warm up to you. You just need to give her a little time."

Her comforts seemed to fall on deaf ears. Kieran suddenly said,

"She probably doesn't trust me because I failed to protect her!"

Looking very frustrated, Carmine shot back,

"Kiki, that's not even true! You risked your life to keep her safe!"

"But my whole team fell, and if you guys didn't come when you did, they would have gotten to her--"

"KIERAN--"

"Whoaaa there, let's not get back into arguing," Juliana cut in.

"Yeah, agreed," Arven said, giving a pointed look towards the pokemon clutching his leg. Carmine sighed and started again at a quieter volume,

"Kiki--"

"I have an idea!" Nemona announced, cutting Carmine off. Everyone looked to Nemona; she had her hands balled into fists as she excitedly proclaimed,

"We should go track down the Loyal Three! As long as they're out there, they're gonna be a threat to Ogerpon, right? So we should go find them! Also, OH, also," she began to pace,

"The Caretaker said they gave them those masks back, so maybe we could get those back at the same time!"

Carmine crossed her arms and frowned.

"That's . . . a good point, actually."

"Those masks originally belonged to Ogerpon, right?" Arven asked.

"Yeah, that's right."

"So maybe we can give them all back to Ogerpon!" Nemona concluded.

Kieran seemed to like the idea, but he shook his head. He said,

"But everyone in the village would notice. You told me that was the reason you hadn't already returned them."

Nemona said,

"Oh. Right. Shoot."

Penny spoke up,

"Well, maybe not?" The group looked to her.

"As far as they know, they've returned the masks to their three guardian patrons. But if we don't tell anyone that we've chased them all down and taken them back . . ."

Nemona beamed,

"Yeah! That's perfect!"

Carmine smirked a little.

"Beat 'em up and take back what's ours? Yeah, I think I'm down for that."

". . . how do we find them, though?" Kieran asked.

Nemona flashed them all a grin.

"Don't worry, I've been doing my homework, unlike all you other slackers."

"Nerd."

"And I've gathered a ton notes on where the Loyal Three are likely to go. We'll split up into three teams of two, and head out in the different directions! That way we can cover the most ground at once and hopefully get the masks back as quickly as possible."

Kieran glanced back warily at the little pokemon hiding behind Arven.

"I think Ogerpon should go with one of us. Just in case they try to come back and hurt her again."

Arven nodded.

"That's good thinking, Kieran. How 'bout this, you and me can make a team and she can come with us?"

Kieran agreed. The others split off into teams as well and figured out where they were going to search.

Then they were off, delving into the wilds of Kitakami, hoping to track down their quarry.

At Wisteria Pond, team Julinemo had an easy time tracking down and dealing with Munkidori. Once they worked out it was Poison/Psychic, it fell quickly to Juliana's Corviknight and Nemona's Orthworm.

"That was almost a bit disappointing," Nemona sighed, once the defeated Legendary had escaped. She wasn't even all that upset that the monkey had given them the slip.

"Yeah, it was a bit weak, huh? Even souped up on those mystic herbs. Maybe we ended up with the easiest one of the three."

Nemona checked her phone, looking worried.

"If that's the case . . . I hope the others don't have too hard a time."

Meanwhile . . .

Carmine and Penny found Fezandipiti in Fellhorn Gorge, after a bit of a hike and a lot of scanning the skies. Carmine sighed in relief when they spotted it.

"Good. I did not want to be the only team that failed to get a mask back."

She turned to her partner and said,

"You're . . . Penny, right? You're my favorite Naranja kid out of the lot."

Penny gave her a confused look.

"I am? But we haven't even spoken to each other until now?"

"Exactly," Carmine said, taking a pokeball from her bag.

"Anyway, let's go make this bird sorry for ever leaving its grave."

The two girls approached their foe and quickly formed a plan; Penny sent out her Jolteon and Carmine sent out Morpeko. Yet, they were shocked when their electric moves did incredibly little.

"What the heck kind of bird is this?"

"Maybe it's not Flying-type?"

Carmine scoffed, gesturing at the pokemon.

"What do you mean? It's flying, isn't it? How couldn't it be Flying type?"

"Plenty of Pokemon that can fly aren't flying type. Venomoth, Magnemite, Garchomp . . ."

"Okay, smartass, I know that, I'm just saying-- wait, Garchomp can fly?! Since when?"

Penny recalled her Jolteon.

"Let's stay focused on the battle. It's been using Beat Up, so maybe it's Dark type?"

Penny sent out her Sylveon and tried using Moonblast, but Fezandipiti hardly even batted an eye at the powerful move.

"That's . . . concerning. Sylveon is my strongest pokemon."

The bird gave a cry, striking both its foes with Disarming Voice. Carmine had been battering away with Matcha Gotcha with equally feeble results.

"Ugh, Sinistcha, use Scald!"

"Sylveon, Baby-Doll Eyes!"

Fezandipiti gave another cry, hitting both its opponents again with the soundwave.

"Why are you wasting your time with stupid Baby-Doll Eyes?! You can see how little we're doing, we need to hit the damn thing!"

Penny lifted a brow and answered her mildly,

"Okay, you need to work on your anger issues, seriously. Baby-Doll Eyes actually helps us a lot here, this is probably gonna be a long battle."

Carmine scowled.

"Not if I can help it."

She recalled her Sinistcha, saying,

"It keeps using that annoying Disarming Voice so I bet it's Fairy type. Which means I get to introduce it to my brand-new ace."

Flinging a ball, she released a large black lizard streaked in hot pink. She called,

"Salazzle! Use Sludge Wave!"

Penny's eyes widened and she said,

"What, wait--"

It was too late; Salazzle quickly created a massive wave of toxic water, sending it out in all directions. The move struck Fezandipiti but did woefully little to it.

Slyveon wasn't quite so lucky. The wave of poison had the little Fairy-type writhing in agony. It didn't actually faint, but then Fezandipiti decided to rub salt in the wound by hitting Slyveon with a Cross Poison, and that was certainly enough to finish it off and for it return to Penny's pokeball.

"What the hell, Carmine?!"

"What?!"

"You don't just go around using Sludge Wave when you have an ally, you freak! Especially when your ally is Sylveon!"

Carmine looked surprised at how angry Penny was, as if she didn't expect it from her. Despite that, she still sassed back,

"We could have ended the battle right then and there, it's not like it would have mattered!"

Penny gestured at their opponent,

"Looks like it's still going on to me!"

"Well I was wrong, so sue me! It was a decent guess!"

Penny sighed, removing her glasses and pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Someone really needs to teach you how to play well with others."

Fezandipiti struck Salazzle and Carmine cringed at what looked like a critical hit.

"I'm a sitting Ducklett out here as the only target, Penny--"

"Oh so now you want an ally?"

Carmine growled,

"We can argue after the battle, all right, for now let's just finish this!"

Penny sighed again and sent out another pokemon.

"Salazzle, use Flamethrower!"

"Flareon, Fire Spin!"

The flames engulfed their foe, but it still did not fall. Penny shook her head and said,

"Jeez, this thing has to have ridiculous special defense."

They watched as the bird swooped down low and landed on the ground before them, a soft glow enveloping its body. Carmine shouted,

"NO! Seriously?!"

Penny's reaction was not as loud, but she did groan-- she wasn't any happier with the battle being extended with Roost.

"Salazzle, return!"

"Flareon, Baby-Doll Eyes!"

Carmine sent out her Mightyena, and she looked like she was rapidly losing all patience.

"Mightyena, use Take D--"

She stopped short, hesitating for some reason. She glanced at Penny, then away, apparently pondering something-- then sighed. Her voice was strangely awkward as she asked,

"Um, d-does your Flareon have any physical moves?"

Penny nodded at her slowly.

"Yeah . . . Flare Blitz."

Carmine nodded, then turned back to Mightyena. In a calmer tone, she said,

"Okay, Mightyena. Use Howl."

The canine's cry pierced the air, raising the attack of both Mightyena and Flareon. Penny gave Carmine a surprised look.

"What? You wanted me to be a team player, right?"

Penny smiled at her.

Carmine said,

"Keep spamming those dumb Baby-Doll Eyes, I'll keep spamming the Howls. Let's finish this."

Penny nodded,

"Right!"

Meanwhile . . .

Arven and Kieran had the longest hike of the three teams by far. They had to travel all the way out into the Paradise Barrens before turning up the final member of the Loyal Three. When they finally spotted the huge green canine, Arven cheerfully patted Kieran on the shoulder, saying,

"There he is, I told you we'd find him eventually! Hard to miss something that big."

Kieran had been very quiet the whole trip, but he nodded gratefully now, saying quietly,

"You were right. Thank you for helping us find him."

"Of course! I'm a bit of a Titan pokemon expert, you know, so if you're worried about the battle, I'm sure things will go fine! We just gotta work together and--"

Kieran turned away from Arven, interrupting,

"Actually, I'd like to face Okidogi alone, if you don't mind."

Arven balked.

"Wh-what?"

Kieran began to approach the legendary, Arven following quickly behind him.

"I have to prove myself for Ogerpon. She needs to know I can protect her."

"Kieran, I'm sure Ogerpon knows--"

Kieran stopped so suddenly that Arven almost ran into him; the young teen shot Arven a gaze that was disturbingly cold.

"How do you know that? Did she tell you?"

"U-uh . . . no?"

Kieran nodded, looking to the innocent little grass type that still followed closely behind Arven.

"Yeah. Thought so. So maybe don't assume you know what she thinks and feels."

Arven stared, at a loss as to how to respond. After a few beats, Kieran said,

"Look, after I messed up the last time, I need to prove I can defeat at least one of Ogerpon's enemies. Please, Arven."

Arven looked to the nearby legendary, clearly not liking this at all. But he fought back against all his reservations, and eventually nodded.

"All right, I'll stay out of it. For now. If you get into a tight spot, though, I'm still gonna bail you out."

Kieran gave a single nod and then turned. He walked out into the clearing where Okidogi was lounging.

When the pokemon noticed him, it stood quickly to its full height and growled, leering down at him with sharp teeth and a vicious gaze. The shadow from the pokemon fell over Kieran and engulfed his entire body.

Kieran took a pokeball from his bag, fighting to keep his hand from shaking. He squeezed his eyes shut, holding the pokeball tightly.

Then he threw it. His lead pokemon appeared.

"Yanmega, Bug Buzz!"

The speedy insect sent a shockwave out, striking the canine, but the move didn't seem to even tickle. The dog made a noise that was alarmingly close to a laugh and then lashed out savagely with a Poison Jab. The dragonfly cried weakly and immediately fainted.

Kieran's eyes widened. Not a great start.

Clearly rattled, Kieran sent out his Poliwrath. Arven guessed it was his ace pokemon, based on the fight he'd watched earlier between Kieran and Juliana.

"Poliwrath, use Brick Break!"

The beefy water type leapt forward and struck Okidogi with a powerful chop.

They watched as Okidogi began to glow orange, raising one of its mighty fists; it sent its fist crashing down on Poliwrath with incredible force. Poliwrath was knocked clean backwards, immediately fainting from the Counter.

Worried, Arven couldn't help but call out,

"Kieran--"

His voice high and taut, he yelled back,

"No, let me do this, I can still do this!"

He sent out Cramorant, calling,

"Th-thrash!"

The bird flapped its wings and ran directly towards the huge dog without any hesitation. When it reached its foe it began to peck and beat at it with its wings, as furiously at the little bird could muster.

Okidogi looked more annoyed then genuinely hurt by the attack. It lowered its head and bit down on the bird, hard, its sharp teeth sinking into the poor creature.

Cramorant cried feebly but continued its attack as well as it could manage, flailing and pecking-- but it soon fainted.

"Okay, I'm really sorry, Kieran, but I gotta help you out here!"

Arven rushed to Kieran's side, but the boy stubbornly argued,

"I need to defeat him, you don't understand, I can't have help!"

"We all need help sometimes, Kieran, Ogerpon isn't going to think less of you for that!"

Ignoring him, Kieran tossed a ball, sending out his dragon type.

"Dipplin, Syrup Bomb, quick!"

Unfortunately, 'quick' was not a thing that Dipplin excelled in. Okidogi hit the little dragon with a Poison Jab, the apple rolling away for quite some distance. When the dragon poked its head back out, it looked weak and dizzy from poisoning. It still managed to fire a red, goopy shot at Okidogi, but the grass move didn't do much to faze it.

"O-okay, Dipplin, try Dragon Pulse!" Okidogi stomped up and smashed Dipplin with a second Poison Jab before it could react.

"No!" Kieran cried as the pokemon returned to its ball.

He looked devastated. Arven told him calmly,

"It's all right, Kieran. We'll beat him together."

He threw one of his own pokeballs.

"Mabosstiff, we need your help! I know he looks big but the bigger they are, the harder they fall-- we can do this! Use Psychic Fangs, boy!"

Mabosstiff turned to face his foe and barked defiantly. Okidogi growled in return.

Mabosstiff charged headlong at its foe. Okidogi swung a fist, but before the attack could connect Mabosstiff latched its jaws down on its hand, biting hard.

Okidogi howled in pain. It swung its hands together and smashed at Mabosstiff, with the shuddering impact of a Counter. Mabosstiff's fierce grip slackened and he fainted.

"It's okay, you did good, boy," Arven said, recalling the pokemon. Okidogi whined, licking his injured paw.

"Why did your pokemon do so much more damage?" Kieran asked, the frustration clear in his voice. Arven shrugged,

"Well, I was guessing this big brute's either Poison or Fighting type."

Kieran balled a fist, shouting,

"But I was so sure it's a Dark type! They're evil, all three of them-- it just makes sense!"

"It was a good guess, Kieran, but you saw how little your Bug and Fighting moves did to it."

Okidogi stood back up to its full height. It was glaring down at the two humans, snarling.

"Ooh boy, he looks mad. Quick, Kieran, we'd better send something else out."

Arven tossed a pokeball, releasing his Scovillain. When Kieran sent out his last pokemon, Arven turned to him.

"A Gligar, perfect! Use a Flying or Ground move, Kieran, let's hit him where it hurts!"

"O-okay . . . Gligar, Dual Wingbeat!"

"Scovillain, Zen Headbutt!"

The pokemon closed in and attacked Okidogi at once, Gligar swooping in and striking with its batlike wings at Okidogi's head, Scovillain smashing into Okidogi's torso with a pair of glowing heads. The dog howled and flailed, whipping its arms around. The Poison Jab caught Scovillain in the face(s) and it soon fainted to the move.

"Great work, Kieran, keep it up-- we have him now!"

Arven threw a ball, sending his Toedscruel into the fray.

"Gligar, Dual Wingbeat!"

"Toedscruel, let's teach this dog to sit and stay! Use Earth Power!"

Toedscruel's long tendrils wriggled down into the earth, and not long after, a volcanic blast of energy erupted beneath Okidogi's feet; meanwhile, Gligar dove at Okidogi's head, its wings slicing the air with a sharp noise before hitting its target.

Finally, the large canine succumbed to his attackers, staggering and then falling, collapsing onto the ground.

"Yeah! We did it!" Arven cheered, patting Kieran on the shoulders roughly.

"I knew we could do it together, little bud! Let's go see if he has that mask!"

The two trainers were indeed able to retreive the stolen mask from the oversized pokemon. Arven suggested that Kieran try giving the mask back to Ogerpon.

Kieran looked very reluctant, but he tried it anyway. Ogerpon's first reaction was to shy away, apparently still anxious about Kieran approaching her. But with Arven comforting Ogerpon a little and encouraging her, she eventually accepted the mask from Kieran.

When she did, Arven took a selfie with the three of them. Ogerpon wore her returned mask, chirping happily, while Arven grinned at the camera with a Victory sign, arm slung over Kieran.

Kieran's gaze was elsewhere, though, his eyes sad and his face stony.

#pokemon #pokemon s/v #pokemon scarlet/violet #the teal mask #pokemon spoilers #the teal mask fix it fic #yooooo finally posting this part #lotsa battles in this #nemona/juliana battle was pretty much skipped but I give those girls all the focus normally so it's fine #fun fact I literally did not understand fezandipiti's name until I was reading my fanfic outloud for proofing reasons and then it clicked

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