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emyluwinter · 3 years

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Let's remember for a moment that the building of the Onboro damn is very large for cleaning.

Even with the help of a gang of first-year students, the same action with "washing the floors" can last for a week.

Add to this that the Grimm sheds, like all animals. In one of the remarks, Vil noticed traces of wool on Yuu uniform.

Yuu orders of magnitude tired of this endless cleaning.

And at lunchtime, Yuu notices several students from Ignihide and a light bulb with an idea seems to light up over her head. Or is this Ace doing some crazy trick?

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Grimm follows Yuu through the corridors of Ignihide. - it's crazy, how much equipment is there…And you didn't tell me why we're here?

Yuu finally finds the living room. - You'll find out soon enough, Grimm.

Having found several students who immediately became very tense because of the "live communication" that they could barely connect two words.

Yuu frowned after five attempts to start a small conversation and came up with something that could be done. Taking a small piece of paper and a marker, Yuu wrote "Game NPC"

And tried to approach other students this time. She was clearly not going to give up. You just need to approach them in a more familiar way.

- Excuse me...I would like to ask a few tasks in the form of a question, do you agree?

The students were clearly completely confused, but at least they didn't run away five seconds later.

- I've never seen such a hologram! So realistic!

Grimm looked at the students in confusion – how strange they are..

- Let's go on a quest!

Yuu smiled warmly.

- Thank you for your cooperation. Answer a few of my questions, and you will get a couple of sweets.

- Oh, what a cute quest! What's the question?

- Who can help make a robot vacuum cleaner in your hostel?In several copies according to approximate drawings?

- Ah..I think it's best to handle our headman. Everything works perfectly at him.

- Yes, and he never delays with deadlines. But you can only contact him through a tablet, and you don't always have time to find him.

- It is better to contact to Ortho. He will pass everything on to the headman.

Yuu was inspired and took out some sweets from his pocket.

- The quest for questions from me has been completed!Here is your reward. Thank you for your help, boys.

The students realized what had just happened only when Yuu went to look for Ortho.

- Wait....This is ... the headman from Onboro...I'm not confusing the data, am I?!WHAT THE HELL HAVE WE DONE NOW?!?

- WE JUST TALKED TO THE GIRL LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE?!?

Grimm hearing their screams going after Yuu.

- no, you're just complete jerks…

***

Idia speaking through a tablet – That is, do you need robot vacuum cleaners?

Yuu nods – yes, about 8 pieces will be enough. Even if you carefully take care of the Grimm's fur, it is still difficult to clean it from everywhere. No offense, Grimm.

Grimm is quietly angry – I'm already tired of Vil comments that I leave wool everywhere. By the way, I comb my fur every night!

Ignihide is watching the whole hostel in a quiet place, because a GIRL came to them damn it. For these nerds, this is a whole event of all the academic years.

Idia -LOL! Did you really think that I would just make them? What kind of loot can you drop me for this?

Grimm - Again it is unclear what he began to say.

Yuu thought for a while. She doesn't have enough money even to pay for just one robot vacuum cleaner. Or even one regular one. What can she give in return?

- I can pick up all your parcels from the post office, for two whole weeks and you will not have to contact people.

Yuu immediately looked very guiltily at the upset Orto.

- I'm sorry, Ortho, I'm really sorry…

Orto slightly offended – this is cheating Yuu. So the brother does not leave the room.

Yuu smiled awkwardly.She was really uncomfortable in front of Ortho,but she needed help with cleaning.

The students looked at each other.

For two whole weeks.

Do not go for your parcels. And less contact with real people.

This was practically their dream in a limited version.

Suddenly one of the students shouted

- I can make you these vacuum cleaners!!

Yuu started in surprise.

- Eh?Oh really?!

- No, I will!!10 pieces!!!

- I will make 16!!!

Ignihide students began to offer their proposals in vain, if only Yuu would agree. No one wanted to go for parcels.

Grimm is disappointed - Yuu it's not worth it.

Yuu tried to calm them all down – Easy-easy boys...I have an idea. What if you join groups of several people and make each robot? And I will receive and bring parcels from each group. What do you say?

Idia can't believe her ears – Does she have some kind of cheat code for people?!?

***

Idia and the other students finally agreed to Yuu'proposal.

Idia agreed only on the condition that he could clean the Grimm' fur himself.

Grimm was definitely not happy, but he still agreed. For Yuu's sake. Because he was tired of watching her spend every evening cleaning until late in the evening so that everything was clean in the morning. And he set a strict condition of only 5 minutes.

Idia was over the moon with happiness that he quietly hummed some melody all evening.

***

As a result, Yuu received robot vacuum cleaners for her dorm and brought parcels. They collected them on a makeshift cart and brought them to Ignihide.

Several students were careless and received their boxes with figures not wrapped in cardboard or paper to hide what was inside.

But Yuu didn't blame them. She just said that this or that Figure looks very beautifully worked out in terms of details or color.

Something neutral and peaceful so as not to disturb the students.

Several students offered her lifelong maintenance of vacuum cleaners if she would continue to bring them parcels.

Yuu-got help with cleaning the hostel.

Students of Ingihide – girl who does not condemn their interests and purchases.

Grimm got a tuna for his patience.

Bonus!

When the first-year students saw the robots, they were frightened by this quiet, inconspicuous thing on the floor. Deuce almost threw a chair at one of the robots......

Yuu had to explain how they work.

Jack really liked the idea that robot vacuum cleaners help Yuu with cleaning in such a large building.

And also to beat Ace with a pillow, because he wanted to steal one to his room. Grim really liked using them as taxis or just lying on top of them while they were driving around all over Onboro

#twst grim #twst #twst yuu #twst mc #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst ortho #twst idia #twst ignihyde #idia shroud #ortho shroud #ace twst #twst ace #ace trappola

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sparkbeast20 · 3 years

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The Pain of Love (Lucifer X MC)

The Blue Lotus petals

As a fan of Beauty and the Beast, Showing your “true self” to Lover or (Monster Love) Tropes. I figure to make a (More Demonic Forms AU/head canon) story for each brothers. heads up each brother’s Story is long as fuck. So, I'll be posting them as parts and finishing one brother before moving on to the rest of them. (tell me if you want tag)

Warning: Before and after Sex but no depiction of sex sorry I don't know how to write smut, The other six kinda being torture

“Yeah, I do hear the eerie voices in this one” you were laying in the couch in Lucifer’s study, while listening to one of his curse records.

“Just make sure you don’t listen to the end, you might get nightmares, we don’t need two insomniacs in our bed.” All the while Lucifer is doing some early paper work before breakfast. You just came along with him, because you couldn’t go back to sleep.

“We wouldn’t even have one, if a certain demon learns to sleep within 8 hours” he chuckles at your poor attempt of a sley comment.

“I’ll take full advantage of this morning, since we don’t class today, that way we have the entire afternoon together”

“Promise!”

“I Promise, now cut the record, the end is approaching”

You lifted the nailed, the you sat up and stretch your arms before standing up and walk over to Lucifer, you wrap your arms around is shoulders, lean forward and kiss the top of his head. He hums at your presents.

You move down and whisper in his ear. “You want some coffee, Lucifer” you pulled away to meet his sight, he nods with a smirk on his face, then you let go and start walking up the stairs. As you about to turn the knob, he calls to you.

“Y/n, as of today no more, blue lotus petals in my coffee for now on.”

“Okay, anything else?”

“Just make sure it’s bitter, okay love” with that you gave him a playful smile and left.

“Oh sweet, yer making coffee, mind make me one too” Mammon just steps in the kitchen, happy to smell coffee in the air.

“You can have mine, I really only made for me and Lucifer” you tell him that, while waiting for the coffee to get ready.

“So, his up all ready what’s he doing now.” Mammon asks while his digging through the cabins for something.

“Finishing some bills, this month’s plan actives for RAD, and the house budgets” you answer as you pour the two mugs with coffee.

“Should I start running now or pray that none of those bills are mine”

“Just wait in an hour to see” you smile at him, you fully know that he needs to hide now, as you pass him the mug of coffee. He took it with uncertain look on his face and drop two blue petals in his coffee.

“Hey, you forgot these” you’re at the doorway, when you turn around with coffee in hand to see Mammon holding up the blue lotus petals.

“Lucifer said no more petals in his coffee”

“What!”

“Something wrong?” after a moment Mammon shake his head, tells you it’s nothing, you shrug your shoulder and walk back to Lucifer.

“Oh… Y/n, be a doll and untie us” Asmo calls to make you to look up into the ceiling to see Mammon, Levi, Satan with cloth in his mouth, Asmo, and Belphie who also have a cloth in his mouth, Strang up by their legs.

“Let me guess, one could stop ordering online, the two of you try to sneak out late in a school night, and the last two pull something that piss of the eldest” you said nonchalantly, causing Satan to violently flail, Mammon and Levi crying.

Asmo tries to fix his head to look at you properly, bashing his eye lash to soften up to you “Oh come on, you know us this is what we are, haven’t you notice that Lucifer has been a little~”

“Strict lately” you finish what he was about to say, Asmo pouts with his lower lip stick out and look at you with sad puppy eyes begging you to untie them.

In your mind, you want to untie them but remembering what Lucifer said “don’t cave to them, understand” cause you to hesitate. When all of the sudden the door slam open, causing you to turn around to see Lucifer in his demon form, dragging a tie up Beel, the latter which is sobbing.

Hearing his twin sobbing wakes up Belphie who start to flail around like Satan.

You don’t why, but you started to turn redder, you can feel the heat rushing through your face. Maybe Seeing Lucifer dragging Beel with one arm and dominant look on his face makes you want to hold him tight and cuddle into his chest.

While you just standing there awestruck, Lucifer manage to Strang up Beel next to Belphie.

“Oi Y/n, tell Lucifer that is gone too far” Mammon calls out to you

“Y-yeah, out of any of us Beel does have to Strang like this” Levi adds to Mammon call, while Belphie mummer through the cloth to grab your attention.

“Enough, Beelzebub is only going Strang up for 2 hours. For empty the fridge 2 days straight and all of you just have to wait 6 more hours depending on who has the least offense” Lucifer tells his brothers with a booming voice, then all of them started to yell, cry, and/or mummer at him.

He was about to yell, when all of the sudden you hug him and bury you face into chest, seeing your action shock the brothers.

Without looking away from his brothers, place one arm on your back drawing you closer. You look up at his face with your eyes of filled with lust and your face with red through your cheek.

He looks down, a smile creep up on his face, he cups your face drawing it closer to his.

Then you pouch kissing him like untamed animal, wrapping your arms around his neck not letting him pull away, as his arms rub around your back, one hand on your shoulder while the other one is on your waist.

Seeing you two practically eating each, the brothers watch in horror, Mammon and Levi are screaming in agony, Satan and Belphie try to look away but couldn’t, and Asmo and Beel are mortifed.

Hearing his brothers in pain, cause Lucifer to growl aggressively in pleasure, then he sweeps you off your feet while you two are still kissing taking you somewhere private, as you two slowly walk away to savior the screams, you slowly pull-out foldable knife that Mammon gave to you from your pocket and throw it at Beel, seeing the knife Beel swing forward and catch the knife with his teeth, and hums in happiness for catching it, then Lucifer slam the door closes.

“I’m hungry” Beel sitting in the dinning room groaning in pain, with the rest of the brothers still recover from Lucifer’s punishment.

Mammon, Levi, Satan, and Asmo rub their neck, arms and legs to less the street on them, while Belphie is collapse on the table awake.

“S-so which one of us want to asks Lucifer M-money for dinner” Levi asks around to who’s brave enough to go Lucifer’s room and asks him.

“Are you mad! I would rather use my own money, then going to that monster right now” Mammon yell at Levi, for suggesting that.

“I want to pull out my eyes and burn them” Satan talk to himself, trying to forget what he had to watch helpless.

Then foot steps can be heard, causing the brothers stiff in place except for Levi who hide under the table.

Not even at the doorway you start talking to them “So Lucifer asks me to give you money for take-out, and tell all of you that we’ll be skipping dinner too”

Asmo back to his cheerful self, wanting to know what drove you into acting like him ask while waiting for you to come inside the room, both hands under his chin and elbows rest on the table with his eyes gleefully close.

“Oh, are you and my big brother done~” before he could finish his question, he turns to the doorway and open his eyes to see you.

His eyes widen as he let out shock gasp, causing the rest to look up and did the same thing.

You were barely standing wearing Lucifer’s robe and nothing else, dark hand grips around both of your wrists, your almost expose chest is covered in hickeys, bite marks and three visible claw marks. And your messy hair is covered your face.

With a goofy smile, you slowly walk over to the table and place half stack of grimms on it, then slowly walk out the room leave the brothers stunned.

After a few minutes of complete silent, Mammon remembering something, cause him to yelp to himself, knowing fully well that there are royal screwed for the coming weeks.

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me Belphegor #obey me reader x lucifer #obey me monster love

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spencerreidsconverse · 3 years

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When Evil Doesn't Sleep

summary: Spencer has been gone far too long on a case and when he finally returns home, reader shows him just how much she missed him.

word count: 3.4k

warnings: smut, implied dom/sub undertones, pet names

Pairing: Spencer Reid/Female Reader

A/N: My first fic!!! I hope you all enjoy! <3

“Y/n I’m really sorry but it looks like the case is going to take a lot longer than we thought. We had a recent development and the profile is now pointing to a partnership so now we’re hunting down two unsubs”. You sighed as Spencer rattled off his apologies through the phone before putting him out of his misery “Spencer honey, you don’t have to apologize. Quit worrying about me and focus on catching the bad guys.”

To say you missed Spencer would be the understatement of the century. He had been in Utah for six days already and now with a pair of psychos your odds of finding him in your bed by the end of the week were growing increasingly slim. It didn’t help that you had been swamped prepping for an extra class you’d agreed to take on at Georgetown where you worked as a Criminal Psychology professor. Between both of your hectic work schedules you hadn’t had a real weekend to yourselves in a few months, and while you knew when you first started dating Spencer that it was an inevitable of his job, it had never been this crazy before. They say evil never sleeps but lately it hasn't even taken a catnap.

“I love you Y/N. I promise I’ll come home to you soon and take you out on a real date. I’m sorry darling, I have to go. I’ll text you when I get to the hotel tonight and if you’re still up we can talk for a bit okay?”. “Alright Spence, I love you too. Stay safe okay?”. “I promise, goodbye love.”

Your farewell barely made it past your lips when the dial tone cut you off and once again your boyfriend of three years vanished from your side of the country. You let out an exasperated sigh before reminding yourself that there were other people who needed his help and that you could wait for his attention - at least until that night. Continuing the trek up the stairs of your and spencer’s shared apartment, you managed to haphazardly balance your grocery bags in one hand while unlocking the door and disabling the security alarm, internally cringing at the high shriek that rattled through your brain.

Walking through the living room, you sat the bags on your kitchen counter and began reorganizing the small fridge space to fit all the perishables you had brought home, absentmindedly hoping they wouldn't spoil now that it would be just you for several more days. Moving to the cupboard you replaced the few grab and go snack boxes you had made up to try and encourage Spencer to eat more throughout the day and refilled the paper plate stash that quickly became a requirement after you realized neither one of you could tolerate doing dishes every night. You ripped open the cardboard packaging of yet another microwave dinner and set the timer before leaving to change into more comfortable attire.

Opening the door of your shared bedroom, the smell of vanilla wax melts and dryer sheets hit you like a brick and immediately sent a pang of loneliness through your chest. Spencer was usually around by the time the chores needed done, and you rarely had to do them yourself. Unfortunately, the laundry was piling up and you needed something to distract you so you spent the day running errands and cleaning the apartment more thoroughly than necessary. You walked over to the stack of black dresser drawers and pulled out the first pair of pajama pants you touched, Spencer’s old caltech sweats that now fit you far better than him considering he had received them when he was 14. They looked more like capris on him now and it was embarrassingly difficult to convince him to buy a new pair that fit him properly. You slipped on a tank top and pulled your hair back before making your way lazily to the bathroom to take off the remnants of your simple makeup.

After scrubbing your face clean and pulling your dinner out, you moved to ready the couch for yet another night of binge watching cheesy 90s movies. You selected Clueless and watched the vibrant colors pop across the screen while you dived into your meal, making a poor attempt to ignore the slight freezer burnt taste that lingered after every bite. You finished your dinner and set the bowl aside before covering yourself with a blanket and allowing yourself to sink into the cushions, desperately awaiting Spencer's text.

You were jolted out of your doze by the loud buzzing of your phone against the wooden coffee table. Clumsily you reached for it and managed to swipe the answer pad before it sent your genius to voicemail. “Hello?” you managed before a yawn ripped its way through you suddenly. “Hey Y/N, I’m sorry it’s so late. I didn't mean to wake you, I figured you’d still be up. You should go back to bed love.” For the first time, you noticed the neon green numbers on the microwave. 12:30. You stifled another yawn and shook your head in an effort to wake yourself further “No way, I just dozed off while watching a movie. I was waiting to talk to you. Besides, I’m up now anyways so you might as well stay on with me for a bit. Did you get any further today?” “Well, JJ had the idea that the partners were originally a typical dominant/submissive partnership but that something in the dynamic must have changed because the MO began to deteriorate. We think the partners must have split up now, because we’re finding similar pieces of the previous MO at separate crime scenes.”.

You processed the information he fed you slowly due to your semiconscious state but eventually you put your words in order well enough to respond. “That should be helpful though yeah? I mean, they’re used to working in a partnership so being suddenly separated from your other half so to speak would throw you off track quite a bit right?”. You could practically hear him smiling through the phone as you drew the conclusions the team had come to only a few hours prior. “Yes. We’re hoping to be able to draw them out and trap them. Play them against each other.”.”Does that mean I can stop sleeping on the couch soon?”. You heard him let out a dejected sigh - you knew he hated that you would force yourself onto the cramped couch when you had a king sized bed a few hundred feet away but he understood.

When he had come home in the early hours of the morning after an abrupt end to a case a few weeks after you had moved into his place, he had caught you curled up on the sofa with a throw pillow stuffed under your head. When he questioned you about it the next morning, you simply answered that the bed felt too big without him and that you couldn’t stand the empty feeling. “Sooner than later I hope my love. Y/N I really wish you wouldn’t do that to yourself. It’s horrible for your body. It can put you at a much higher risk for chronic back and neck pain as well as-”. “Spence. I’m not a giant like you are. I fit on the couch much better than you do, and I barely notice the difference.”. You both cringed, hearing the lie clear in your voice. Still, Spencer must have felt bad because he humored you. “If you're sure. What did you do today my love?”. You smiled sadly hearing in his voice just how desperate he was to escape from his reality and come home to you.

”Well, I straightened the house. In fact, it’s so clean i think we could use it as a sterilization room.”. He let out a soft chuckle and you could hear him begin to relax as you recounted the rest of your day, excluding the part about the microwave dinner. Spencer loved to tell you how many of the ingredients were one step away from processed garbage and you decided to opt out of the lecture for the evening. He had more than enough to worry about without having to focus on your diet while he was away. After a half hour of light conversation, a loud yawn betrayed you as you were excitedly discussing the cute puppy you had met on the way to the market. Spencer immediately requested that you hang up and get some more sleep but you refused. After a few minutes of bickering, you relented on the condition that he would read to you until you had fallen asleep. You curled up under the fluffy blanket as Spencer’s even voice recited the collection of Grimm’s fairy tales quickly lured you to sleep.

You woke up the next morning as sunlight peered through the curtains, stretching your body out to ease the aches from the previous night. You smiled softly as your screen lit up with a text from Spencer wishing you a good morning and an update that they had a solid plan for boxing in the two unsubs that afternoon. “If all goes to plan I should be carrying you to our bed before midnight tonight.”. Your smile widened and you sent back “Can’t wait to truly see you - and love you- tonight. I’ll be waiting.” You plugged your phone into the charger and straightened up from the night before when your phone went off again. The one word message glared at you from the screen and you let out an involuntary giggle. “Tease.”. You hoped it gave him something to look forward to until he was back in your arms. You sent back a simple “XO” before deciding to reread one of your favorite books for a few hours to kill some time. You made yourself a sandwich for lunch and had a few glasses of water as the clock slowly ticked by. You were over halfway through the lengthy novel when you received another message.

“We apprehended both unsubs. Hotch is postponing the paperwork until Monday so we can go straight home. I’ll see you in a few hours baby.”. You jumped slightly in celebration before finishing your current chapter, marking your place, and all but skipping to the shower to shave and exfoliate your skin. You knew Spencer would still be heavily worked up once he arrived home and luckily, his favorite release included intertwining your bodies as close as possible and loving you sweetly and slowly.

You took your time in the shower careful not to nick yourself with your razor. You scrubbed your scalp with your nails, letting your stress and soreness melt away under the steam. You waited until the water ran cold before turning the knob and stepping out, wrapping yourself in a fluffy towel and blow drying your hair until it layed perfectly even. You applied lotion all over your skin and stepped out of the bathroom to slip on your black silk robe, knowing it wouldn’t be worth it to dress up further. Spencer would be desperate to feel your skin against his and any fabric in his way didn't stand much of a chance.

You made an actual meal for dinner, a pasta dish with chicken that could be easily reheated for Spencer when he grew hungry later in the night. You helped yourself to a serving and after quickly cleaning up the kitchen and storing the leftovers, you retreated to the bedroom to wait for his return.

You were half paying attention to the feed you opted to scroll through on your phone when you heard the door creak open and bags drop to the floor. You set your phone on the bedside table and ran towards the foyer, all but throwing yourself at the exhausted man in front of you. He took a step back from the impact but still enveloped you in his arms and pulled you impossibly tight into his chest. “Hi baby.” you whispered against the scruffy skin of his jawline, peppering kisses up towards his earlobe. He let out a long sigh of relief and picked you up off the hardwood floor, wrapping your thighs around his waist resulting in a high pitched giggle to erupt from your throat. He kissed you then, slowly at first but quickly building more passionate. Your lungs were burning when he finally allowed you to pull away, opting to kiss down your neck to your collarbones and the skin of your chest that was newly exposed as your robe slipped open.

He carefully made his way back to your room, continuing his kisses back up to your shoulder, stopping only to leave marks you knew would only grow darker as time passed. At the very least he was sure to only mark you in places you could cover with little difficulty. “I missed you so much Y/N. The entire ride home all I could think about was you waiting for me in our bed. My gorgeous girl.”. You felt your chest heat up at his words of admiration, wrapping your fingers into his curls and pulling his lips towards your own once more.

You felt him groan against you and moved to quickly unbutton his shirt, slipping it down his arms and tossing it in the general direction of the hamper. He pulled you up with him then, so you were both on your knees, chest to chest as he pulled your robe fully down your back to the swell of your ass where he grasped at you through the slick fabric. You let out a whine and you pulled his belt off, undoing his jeans desperate to continue. He grinned against your neck and pushed you down so you laid flat on your back, completely exposed to him. He kissed at your stomach, making his way down to your inner thighs. He licked a slow wet trail from your pelvic bone to the top of your clit as you whimpered desperately. “Spence, please… I need more”. He humored you, creating slow small circles with his tongue moaning at the taste. You cried out as he created the perfect amount of pressure on your clit, legs threatening to close around his head when he moved to slip one of his fingers easily inside you as the mix of your own wetness and his saliva aided him. He smirked as he felt your thighs flex before using his left hand to throw one of your legs over his shoulders at a time. He pushed a second finger in, curling them up to perfectly reach your g-spot with every thrust. Soon though, you grew impatient with just his fingers. You needed more and you knew just how to get it.

“I want you so bad Spence. I’ve waited for so long and I just can’t anymore. I need to feel you deep inside of me.”. You were positive those words would leave him just as needy as you were and he proved you right when he kicked his pants the rest of the way off and went to line himself up against you. “Wait.”. He stopped immediately, examining your face for any indication of what was wrong. “What’s the matter baby? Are you okay?”. You shook your head and smiled at his concern before switching your positions so his back was resting against the pillows as you straddle his thighs. He smirked at you as he caught on, trailing his hands up the front of your legs to rest at your hips. “You gonna ride me angel?”. You responded with an eager nod and he squeezed your hips, pulling you up further so you were hovering above him. “Sit pretty like my good girl then.”. You whined softly at his words before slowly sinking yourself down around his length, sucking in a harsh breath at the stretch. Even with how wet you were, the adjustment took longer than usual due to the dry spell you were both suffering from as of late.

When you finally felt stretched out enough to move, you slowly ground your hips forward flush against his. He groaned out, lifting you back up so you were almost completely off of him before pulling you back down. You moaned both at the sensation and the idea of being manhandled by the genius below you. You realized what he was asking though, and began bouncing yourself up and down his cock, stopping every few thrusts to grind your clit down on him. You let out soft moans, and after a few more minutes you felt his fingers dig deeper into your hips and his breaths quicken. You knew he was close and as if on cue you started rubbing fast circles against your clit as he spoke again.

“Baby girl I’m getting close. You gonna cum with me angel?” You nodded furiously in response and you felt him start thrusting up to meet you. You panted as you hurried towards the edge of your orgasm, holding on until his thrusts grew sloppier. “You ready to cum with me baby? You gonna cum on my cock?” “Yeah.. gonna cum all over your cock Doc.” You fought to keep the grin off your face when he moaned at the title. He thrusted deep into you twice, before he ordered your release. “I want you to cum now baby. Cum all over my cock.” You felt your orgasm rip through you, electricity shooting through your limbs. Spencer groaned loudly as you tightened around him before pulling you down deep and releasing inside you.

You both fought to catch your breath as you rode out your highs before you found yourself slumping against his chest, suddenly drained from your activities. You felt him chuckle at your drastic change in energy as he wrapped his arms around you again. “I know you just washed the bed sheets and we’re both sweaty but do you think a washcloth will suffice for tonight?”. You nodded against his chest before slowly lifting yourself up and off of him, rolling onto your back on the other side of the bed. Spencer swiftly made his way across the hall, returning to wipe you down gently with the warm fabric. You shivered as the cool air dried your skin, watching him move throughout your room.

He slipped on a fresh pair of boxers before tossing the washcloth in the hamper along with his previously discarded clothes. He hung your robe on the back of your bedroom door then flipped the light switch off before rejoining you in bed to slip under the blankets with you. You immediately curled up into his chest, sighing contently as the sound of his heartbeat filled your ears. You kissed his chest and whispered goodnight, drifting into your first real sleep since before he left.

The next morning you and Spencer went shopping after you successfully convinced him to upgrade to a smart phone with video call abilities. He had begun to shut down the idea as he always had before but after the mere suggestion of what it could do to better your late night hotel room chats he was the one pulling you towards the nearest phone shop. You smiled politely while Spencer took his sweet time weighing the pros and cons of each model, letting your mind drift to the first time it would come in handy. As you finally neared the checkout counter, you took Spencer's hand in your own and gave it a gentle squeeze. After running his card through the machine, the salesgirl gave him the small plastic bag and wished you both a good afternoon.

As you exited the shop, you looked up at him, nudging him to get his attention “What do you think of an app controlled vibrator?”. He stared at you incredulously for a few moments, almost stopping dead in his tracks. After recovering from the initial shock at the vulgarity of your suggestion, he shook his head with a soft smirk and nudged back against you. “Tease.” he called you once more. “That’s the reason you love me right?”. He pulled you into his side, kissing you softly. “One of many Y/N. One of many.”

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Hollow Knight Telephone Round Two: Babysitter SL

Prompt: Shade (lord) is in the midst of final exams and they’re more stressed and tired than usual while babysitting. They accidentally fall asleep in the middle of a calm spell and the god babies become worried. The next time Shade comes over, all of the god babies present a gift they all made together!

By @minnesotamidian-blog

Shade barely noticed their surroundings as they entered the nursery playroom. Plastic clattered and they sighed as Radiance yelled at the top of her lungs. At least she wasn't screaming. Yet. The scene was set: Unn was still in a crib and chewing on a bar, Root was climbing slowly onto a chair. Radiance was knocking over plastic blocks as Grimm cackled away. For once, Wyrm was playing peacefully with a kick toy, batting at it with his tail. Root got onto the chair and squealed, raising her arms. "Big Root now!" The little blue-eyed godling squeaked out.

Shade picked her up, hugged her to their chest before holding her out. "Now you're a flying Root."

She screamed laughter as Shade tiredly walked her around the room before setting her down near some of her favorite toys. They made sure nobody else had claimed the chair and took a seat, bending over to pick up the fussy moth. "Ancient enemy!" Of course she bit their hand.

Shade winced and just ran a hand over her fluff. "Are you hungry for something that isn't void?" They spoke tiredly.

"Oranges!" She yelled out.

The teen sighed as he went to the mini-fridge with snacks and found some miracle of miracles! pre-peeled oranges. Shade pulled them out and put her in a high chair with one at a time so she wouldn't be tempted to throw the extras at them.

Finals were here and they were really taking it out of the gangly god. Why did they have to know stuff about inorganic chemistry? Why did they have to know about history nobody cared about? There were some fun subjects, but the finals seemed to even suck the fun out of those classes, going over notes and studying everything just in case. They'd been pulling long nights and the night before had been an all-night cram session-and they still had to come to work, they couldn't afford not to. They'd underlined all the stuff the teacher had said was important to remember and had written down stuff from the last finals about each teacher's usual tests.

It made narrowing down what to study from impossible to I'm totally toast. They groaned as they set down a calmer Radiance the opposite side of the room from Wyrm. She found toys that interested her, at least. Root wandered over to Wyrm, who was really into knocking at the kick toy and purring. Root settled nearby and burbled as she hugged and gnawed a plushie.

The teen couldn't help it. The kids were calm for once; their head started to tilt forward, eyes heavy. They were exhausted. Shade's eyes closed and their breathing deepened. At first, their toys were too interesting to notice their babysitter's state; but it didn't take long for Grimm to get bored enough to fly over and notice. "...Shade? Shade's eyes are closed." They landed and the four children not in a crib headed for the batlike godling.

"Is Shade dead?" Wyrm sounded worried.

"Don't be stupid, they're having a nap!" Radiance huffed.

Root looked up and swayed before patting Shade's leg. "Grown-ups don't have nap times." She was tearing up.

"Nuh-uh, they're having bad dreams and it's tasty!" Grimm clamored onto their lap.

The others joined, Radiance grabbing Unn to join them on the sleeping teen. Grimm rested between Shade's horns, Unn was on one shoulder, Radiance on the other, with Root and Wyrm curled up together on Shade's lap, Wyrm purring for once.

When Shade woke up, they were surprised by the weight on their body and forced themself to look down and around before moving. "Uh oh, I fell asleep… sheesh, I'm glad this place isn't a fiery disaster." They picked the godlings up. "You're not dead!" Wyrm exclaimed.

Root burst into tears and even Grimm joined in on the crying spat. Shade sighed and spent the rest of the time comforting them until meal time and settled them down. Time to go home for them all!

But the worry didn't leave the heads of the little godlings. "We should make something for Shade. If they're having nightmares, they might be sad." Radiance sighed. "But that doesn't mean I feel bad for my ancient enemy!" "What do we make?" Root twirled around, slowly turning in place until she fell onto pillows in her dizziness.

"Something of clay! I can burn it dry!" Grimm hopped around.

"But there's no clay." Unn spoke slowly, thoughtfully. "But there's crayons and paper."

"Oooh. We can make a pretty picture for Shade!" Wyrm waved his head happily. The group went for papers and each started to draw on the paper. "You're taking up too much paper!" Wyrm whined. Radiance complained in turn, pointing at the color he was using. "I want that color!"

Wyrm growled and argued back. "I had it first!"

They started rolling around over their drawings, biting and clawing. Grimm gave a solid scream that startled the two. "You ruined Shade's pretty pictures!" He yelled.

The two looked at each other and hung their heads. "...sorry." Radiance muttered. "-'m sorry." Wyrm looked away from the moth, skulking. "Start again? You can have the crayon, Radiance…"

Radiance took the crayon and they all picked up the last piece of paper. "I think this is better." Root spoke cheerfully.

It was three days later, once Shade had a solid night's sleep and finals completed that they'd returned to work. A large construction sheet of paper in grey covered in scribbles and rough names and messages was waiting for them.

Feel better soon Shade

Love you

Best babysitter

Tastiest nightmare!

Not the worst anciant ancient enemy.Shade could only feel warmth and laugh, hugging the drawing to themself. There were some days the job felt like the best thing in the world. ------------------------------- By @tomatotimes

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By @loud-whistling-yes

"No."

The kids protested louder. Shade lifted the TV remote higher up, now above their head.

"Screentime's over, I said no."

Wyrm attempted to crawl up their leg in what was a rather pathetic attempt at stealing the remote, but was promptly shaken off. Grimm tried next, flying overhead to snatch the controller. Shade ducked and grabbed him by the tail before he could send himself flying straight towards the ceiling fan for the third time that day.

"Find something else to do," Shade said as they stuffed the remote deep into their pocket, much to everyone else's dismay. "Look, as much as I'd love to shut you guys up for the whole day, you've all been staring at the TV for hours now and I don't want to get in trouble with your parents."

Louder complaints.

"No, no, no. I am not cracking this time." Shade announced as they pulled Radi, who was hissing like an angry cat, off their jeans and pulled their phone out. "You guys got me last week, never again. No more TV for you, we're doing something else before I lose my money for tonight. Google almighty, what is your suggestion."

activities to do with children

fun activities to do with children

activities to do with toddlers

what can I do with kids that isn't a major headache to deal with goddamnit

Go to the park? Shade took about half a second to consider the thought before wondering why they even thought it was possible anyways. Five kids from the deepest depths of hell, outdoors? No. No park.

Finger painting? A pain to clean up, but better than outdoors. Then they looked up from their phone and considered the idea with greater thought. Grimm's wings, Radi's legs, Unn and Wyrm's… er…. Body?.... Nevermind.

Play pretend? …. If they hear the name Hallownest one more time they might just go insane.

Hide and seek? No. No no no no no. No more hide and seek. Shade was utterly sick of hide and seek. If they had to spend another second stuffed inside the closet or trying to get Radi off the roof they'll probably quit the job right there and then.

Baking?

… That might work. Sure, cleaning up is gonna be absolute hell but it's the only thing Google suggested that they haven't tried yet without horrible results.

Shade stuffed their phone back into their pocket and made a getaway to the kitchen, everyone else following, probably still trying to get the remote back. Butter, eggs, flour, sugar, oh, even some chocolate chips…

"Well then," They declared, pulling every ingredient out of the cabinet and fridge. "We're making cookies! And no, no one is allowed to touch the oven when it's hot. If you guys behave we'll have cookies in like, an hour or something like that."

The kids watched in confusion as Shade ran around the kitchen, pulling out bowls and spoons and a bunch of other utensils while typing furiously on their phone.

Cookies recipe

Cookies recipe easy

Cookies recipe for beginners

Cookies recipe for kids

"What do you guys think about chocolate chip cookies?"

Multiple chitters of approval. "Chocolate chip cookies it is then."

Step one: sieve the flour. Oh wyrm, first step and it's already gonna go to shit.

"Okay, you guys can watch this but for the love of the holy wyrm, do not touch it." Shade measured the correct amount of flour before scooping Wrym and Unn off the floor onto the table so they could see while Radi pulled herself onto the chair. The Lady had already clinged herself onto their sweater and Grimm was doing just fine flying nearby.

“You guys get one chocolate chip each if you guys behave and don’t get flour everywhere.” Shade added. “Now, Lady, hold still and don’t move, I gotta keep my hands steady for this…”

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"Okay, chocolate chip time." Shade popped open the jar of chocolate as the kids cheered. "Actually, we’re not supposed to be eating this plain, cause it's going into the cookies. But no one actually does that so you guys get five chips each for not setting the kitchen on fire so far."

"The recipe says a cup of chocolate chips but we all know that's a lie." They added while shoving their phone back in their pocket and grabbing a handful of chips before mixing the batter together. "I'm probably not someone you should take life lessons from, but here's one thing I can guarantee you should take to heart: never follow the recipe when it comes to chocolate chips, you count that with your soul."

Final step: oven time. The oven was preheated earlier, and the only thing left was to get the cookies into the tray and into the oven. "Now, who wants to make heart-shaped cookies?"

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Three deformed stars, five mutated trees, two malformed cats, several irregular hearts, a couple handfuls of chocolate eaten straight from the jar, and one (1) perfectly round cookie later, the cookies were on the tray, in the oven, and in a surprising turn of events, no one burned themselves… yet. Shade grabbed everyone and made sure no one was in a five-meter radius within the oven before picking up all the dirty bowls and utensils. “Cookies will have to sit in there for about 15 minutes, we’ll be cleaning up in the meantime.”

“Don’t look at me like that, and no whining, if you want cookies you gotta deal with the mess afterwards. That's the payoff, unless you're a wizard who has a passion for baking. Then that's fair, I guess." They dumped all the used utensils they could find and turned on the sink. The sief, three bowls, tablespoons and teaspoons.. Oh wait.

"Radi, the big wooden spoon, please?" Shade called, sponge in their hand and bowls being thoroughly rinsed.

Radi, of course, was not willing to help, because she's basically a feral house cat that just so happened to grow more legs than the average feline. Shade sighed and moved on to finding the next helper they could find.

"Grimm, I know you're touching the oven, stop it. I'm pretty sure you're immune to fire but not everyone else and you're setting a bad example for them. Get me the spoon please."

“Lady, here’s a cloth, help me dry the bowls up. Wyrm, … i have no idea how you can help, no limbs and all but uh, could you go get Unn? I have no idea where she went. Thanks.” The last sentence was to Grimm, who flew over with the mixing spoon and dropped it into the sink while Wyrm scurried away to find Unn, wherever she’s napping at.

"Radi? Radi, I know you're right behind me, stop pretending that you can't hear me. Lady has an extra cloth with her, you're on table wiping duty."

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“See? That wasn't so bad,” Shade sent the last of the bowls back into the cupboards and closed it shut. “And the cookies are pretty much done.”

“Also, no. You may not eat the cookies the moment I pull them out of the oven. These rules also apply to Grimm because it's unfair to everyone else.. Don’t look at me like that Grimm, I know you’ll eat them all before they cool and leave us nothing.”

The cookies smelt delicious, and were left on the dining table to cool. “Now that it's cooling down, it's naptime.”

A chorus of groans and wailing.

“It’ll be ready when you guys get up. Up up up, sleep time.”

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If you’ve been anywhere near toddlers before, you’d know that getting them to nap in their bedrooms is a near-impossible situation. And Shade was not a person who deals with near-impossible situations well. So following the months old custom, Shade turned on the tv, remote miraculously not pickpocketed, collapsed onto the couch, and waited for everyone piling on them to fall asleep before moving them into their bedroom and pretending they managed to wrangle them all into bed.

And it all goes to plan, the Lady and Wyrm were sound asleep on their lap, Radi and Unn were dozing off on their shoulders, and they're pretty sure the snoring from the top of their head was coming from Grmm. Now, step 2: get everyone off them and onto the beds.

… Or maybe later. It's been a long day, and the couch is pretty comfy. Yeah, just five more minutes, nothing wrong with that…

And if the parents came home to see a cleaner-than-expected kitchen, a tray of chocolate chip cookies, and five kids snoring on top of their babysitter, also sound asleep, then that’s nobody’s business.

And if the originally completely full jar of chocolate chips was pretty much empty, then that’s no one’s business as well.

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By @astronomicartz

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By @hollow-kin

Shade lord wanted to take a nap. They are sooo tired, but they are babysitting 5 baby gods for 5$/H. Grimm is a brat, Radiance his sister is also a brat. Unn was ether eating or seeping, same with grub1. Lady was, well sweet and cuddly. they needed to find a distraction for the kids, what would work?

Would tv work, would cartoons work? They had dinner already. Tv had to work or grub and radiance would destroy the house. They needed to take a nap. Now what to watch was a different question, they would have to ask the kids. “so, what do guys want to watch? “Movie!” well they were all in agreement, what was good. “What kind of movie do you guys want to watch?” “Fire!” “dath” “animal” “tree” “ok. No, we are NOT watching fire.” “awww” “i do not know what dath means so no. So nature show it is then.” they go over to the tv and turn it on, then select the world around us. Lady was quick to fall asleep, on their lap. Shade lord slowly fell asleep, and grub nested between grub and shade lord. Grimm climed up to shade lord's head.

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By @hawaiianbabidoll

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By @neoliberalsatan

A gentle darkness surrounded the shade lord. He finally felt at ease. "finally", he thought, "rest." it didn't take long after that before the darkness started to take shape and a whole new world created out of shadows sheathed him.

But the happiness of the shadows didn't last long. A new and a new sound drowned out their world and all the animals and plants took to hiding back in his head. The shade lord felt the distressed creations stir inside his mind and woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He rubbed his lowest eyes and accepted the call

"Hello, with shade lord. How can i help you?" "Oh sorry dear, i know it's terribly late but we got an unexpected call and need to leave. Since you've babysat Unn multiple times we assumed she would like to stay with you. Is it okay for you? Can we bring her to your place?" The shade lord thought for a moment and decided he could use the money. "Yea it's fine, she's always such a pleasure to babysit." The voice on the other side sounded relieved. "Thank you. You're a life saver. We will make sure you're compensated accordingly."

Feeling a bit more awake after the phone call he started to prepare for having baby Unn over. After a while her parents arrived and after some greetings he was home alone with the baby. He walked with her in his arms towards the living room and placed her gently inside the crib. She opened her eyes for a moment after losing the feeling of someone holding her, but then closed them again and fell back asleep.

The shade lord decided he couldn't sleep anymore and made some popcorn and decided to put on a movie. It didn't even take 20 minutes before he got called again.

"Hello, with shade lord. How can i help you?" "Oh yes finally someone who answers. Sorry but you're our last hope. We were going somewhere tonight but our babysitter called off. Do you think you could babysit our lovely Radiance? She's very good behaved and won't cause you trouble." "yea, no problem. You'll just need to bring her to my place if it's no trouble"

Not even 5 minutes later the parents showed up and dropped of their larva. Shade lord looked at it a bit confused but didn't get the time to say anything because the parents left as soon as they handed her over. He closed his front door and gave the larva a good look. She was white and had a fluffy appearance. She had 5 pairs of legs and yellow-orange eyes. She started to writhe a little bit and shade lord made sure to hurry to the living room. He took a pillow and placed it on the couch and softly laid her on it. She seemed at ease and rested on the pillow all stretched out

Shade lord continued his movie, which was finally starting to get interesting, but as usual the commercial break hit. He was in the kitchen making more popcorn when he got another call.

"Hello, with shade lord. How can i help you?" "Hello, is this the babysitter?" "Yes, that's the one you're speaking with." "Great, a family member had an accident and i need to be there for them so do you think you could babysit for me?" "Yep, totally." "Thank you, can we bring him to you?" "Oh yea, no problem."

A few minutes later his doorbell rang and he hurried towards it. The father carried his toddler in what could only be described as wing-esque appendages. The shade lord extended his arms for the man to put his toddler in and felt a gentle brush of the leathery membrane. He shivered lightly before feeling a sudden warmth light up in his face, like someone has started a fire. When he looked back up the man was gone and he closed the door. The creature he was holding in his arms was unlike anything he had ever seen. 2 horns sprouted from its black head. The face was as bleak as white linen on a summer day. It seems she likes make-up because she had already 2 black lines running from her cheeks towards her eyes, eventually fading into the darkness of her head. She had the same membranes as her father and no limbs besides it.

He wasn’t even in the living room before he heard his front door being was under siege. He put the weird creature down and opened the front door. Immediately he was assaulted by Hollow, a very energetic child. He was wearing a green cloak today and it finally seemed he was starting to grow bigger than a hand. His horns has also branched into the inside. Immediately after Hollow jumped on his he could hear Pale complain about his unprofessional work attitude. Although he was bigger than most it seems he wouldn’t grow much anymore. His tiny stature didn’t discourage him from being bossy. Finally White entered. By far the biggest of the bunch, she was also the most introverted. Her roots slid elegantly over towards him and even managed to stop Pale from talking for a moment.

He took them inside the living room only to find that somehow the larva and the winged creature had somehow gotten into a fight and now both were in hiding in opposite sides of the room. Normally he wouldn’t make such a big deal out of this if somehow his couch wasn’t full of tiny needles and a chair was on fire. He rushed to the tap to fill a bowl of water to extinguish the little fire. With the attention being diverted Hollow managed to slip from the watch of Pale and could now be found in the corner Radiance was hiding. The larva figured out quickly he liked to play games and had soon enough set up a plan to make him betray Pale.

In the meantime White had climbed the couch and started pulling out the needles while Shade lord had figured out what the membrane between the appendages from the weird creature were for. Namely, for flight. And now she was attacking his horns and he couldn’t reach her. As if her flying was not good enough alone, whenever he raised his arms she would back off and launch a little fireball All this commotion woke up baby Unn who slowly started to slither away from her crib to find food.

The shade lord finally had enough of the little fire hazard and rushed towards the pantry to get a kettle. Once he had found it he peeked around the corner only to find that fire hazard eating his popcorn! All caution was thrown aside and he grabbed her by the guts and put her inside the kettle. She tried to heat it but he added some water to it. While it evaporated quickly it was apparently enough to bring over the message. Now he could focus his attention back on the larva again, only she could’ve produced those needles, which White was making great progress with removing them as a quick glance told him.

Now back to Pale and Radiance who were apparently having a fight (Darkness, that larva really has a talent to provoke others). They were arguing near the coffee table, because apparently they wanted a fight so bad they just ran to each other and met in the middle. Hollow was climbing one of the legs of the table, but wasn’t noticed by the shade lord because he was too occupied with the other 2. He tried to separate the arguing pair but they were at each other’s throats. They even had summoned a needle and a tiny dagger to fight each other. The shade lord obviously didn’t count on this tiny factor and had soon enough one in each hand. He screamed, trying not to curse, barely not failing miserably, and Pale managed to escape. In any other situation this wouldn’t pose a problem, but Hollow, after eating some popcorn, found himself at the right edge of the coffee table and pulled out his tiny wooden sword he got from Pale. The larva, Darkness curse her, used this to her advantage and made the sign to Hollow to betray Pale. The act of betraying Pale involved jumping off of the coffee table and hitting Pale as hard on the head as possible. Naturally, all of this went according to plan and even brought some extra spectacle. After Hollow had hit Pale on the head he wasn’t prepared for the recoil of the wood and ended up hitting himself in the face.

All of this lead to 3 crying children (1 of them from laughing, the others from pain) and 1 very angry young adult. He put the larva on the couch and took care of the others while White held a close eye on the damned 10 legged thing. After Pale and Hollow weren’t crying anymore he took the little fire hazard out of the kettle and continued his movie, which was getting to an end.

After the film ended a documentary started and had all the kids hooked. He went to check on Unn only to find an empty crib. He could however see a slimy trail lead up his wall and onto the ceiling. It went through the door into the pantry where he kept his food and toys for the toddlers. He looked up on the ceiling only to find a sleepy Unn with a letter block in her mouth. Suddenly Unn started to make a very weird noise and fell from the ceiling onto his face. He swiped her off of his face onto his shoulder and then washed it.

He returned back to the tv to watch the documentary that was still playing and plopped down on the couch. Not long after he was asleep with White on his left shoulder, Unn on his right shoulder, the little fire hazard on the same arm and Pale curled up in his lap. Radiance and hollow were still awake but occupied with the documentary instead of causing trouble. After the documentary ended they crawled up against his sides and fell asleep.

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By @constantlost

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By @bugbeee

Exhaustion seeped into Shadelord’s body, limbs weighed down by a heaviness they hadn’t experienced in a while. The smatter of godlings that lay around them on the couch, or on them in Radi’s case, was enough to convince them that they had died and that this was the Eternal Void that was created to punish them for cheating on that test in the 8th grade. In their defence, it had been on rock sedimentation.

Wyrm continued his grumbling from the corner of the couch, still infuriated by the attack on his person only moments before. Root, the aggressor, looked remarkably pleased with herself. Shade knew they should probably punish her further in some way but... well, to be perfectly honest, they simply were not paid enough to do so.

They really should have charged more. Fifteen dollars at least per tiny demon they had to look after rather than the whole bunch. Fifteen dollars was not enough to encourage discipline. It was enough for them to make sure none of the godlings killed the other. And they had thought they had come up with an ingenious plan to secure some peace and quiet.

After much wrangling, they had finally managed to set up two separate playpens, each far enough away that the godlings wouldn’t start screaming if one of them saw their rival. Wyrm and Root in one pen, Grimm, Radi and Unn in another. It was a gamble, but one that thankfully seemed to have paid off. Radi was still exhausted from the tussle she had just had with Wyrm, and Grimm seemed content to chew off the heads of the plastic Garbies they had found. Unn continued to watch, and occasionally helped Grimm execute a Garbie in a spectacular manner. It was both reassuring, and beyond disturbing. Root and Wyrm meanwhile were cheerfully ignoring each other as they both played with their own toys.

It should have been foolproof.

Unfortunately for Shade however, they were dealing with infants instead of fools.

For some damned reason, Root had decided that now was the perfect time to act up, instead of being the sweet little darling she had been so far. Her target, much to their dismay, had been Wyrm. In all fairness, the godling had probably deserved it in some way; most likely he had tried to worm too close in order to steal some of the grubpaste and mushroom sticks Shade had left out as a snack. Root had seen this theft as a cardinal sin, and had subsequently decided that Wyrm deserved nothing less than absolute annihilation.

The momentary doze Shade had managed to fall into was abruptly interrupted by loud shrieking and wailing, resulting in them vaulting over the couch to hurriedly find out which one of the godlings was being tortured.

The scene that greeted them was... well, it wasn’t any less ridiculous than some of the other stuff the little goblins had pulled before.

Using her flexible tendrils, Root had seen fit to wrap them around Wyrm, and aggressively dunk him into the bowl of grubpaste he had attempted to steal from. His shrieks and hisses had woken up Radi and drawn the attention of the other children, who were now cheering on Root’s attack on Wyrm’s person.

“Enough,” Shade declared, shooting a glare behind them, “Root, let him go.” Root looked up innocently.

No, she seemed to say with her eyes, justice must prevail.

“Justice won’t get me my fifteen dollars,” they hissed out in return, and they could have sworn that Root shrugged, turning away from them to dunk Wyrm into the bowl yet again.

“No!” they cried out, quickly whipping down to grab the poor child before he could be further humiliated. After finally being saved from his vicious tormentor, Wyrm decided it was time to go into hysterics, lashing out with a sharp tail to fully show his displeasure. Root simply watched impassively as the rest of the children cheered.

Shade wondered if fifteen dollars was even worth it at this point.

“Alright, alright, enough! Root, you go in time out. We do not waterboard our fellow godlings in grubpaste. Wyrm, calm down, it’s just grubpaste- Settle down!” they yelped out, flinching as something heavy settled onto their head. The soft fluff revealed that Radi had decided to fly out of her pen and taunt Wyrm in person. Shade wanted to sob with frustration.

The door cracked open, and Ghost peered in, head tilted curiously.

Need help? they signed, and Shade wanted to collapse in relief.

“Please,” they begged, and their sibling nodded grimly, even as amusement danced in their eyes. Shucking off their school backpack, they quickly headed over to the other pen and signed to them, bobbing their head up and down in a soothing motion. Grimm and Unn were entranced. Radi less so. She remained seated on their head, but at least seemed to have finally stopped provoking Wyrm.

“I’m just going to clean him up,” Shade explained uselessly, watching as Ghost simply nodded and waved them off.

With a tired gait, Shade wandered into the kitchen and turned on the tap, listening as Wyrm’s panicked yelps grew louder at the realisation of what was going to happen next. Radi snickered softly, before leaping off and gliding back into the living room.

Bath time, according to the godlings, was a fate worse than death, and something to be avoided at all cost.

Unfortunately for both Wyrm and Shade, it was a necessary evil. Wyrm disagreed. Loudly. And with claws.

He howled furiously as Shade slowly lowered him into the warm water, softly scrubbing at the now-dried grubpaste sticking to his skin. Despite his attempts, Wyrm failed to prevent them from continuing his bath. He turned to pathetic pleading instead, making soft mewling sounds as though he was nothing more than a poor innocent child who had done nothing wrong, ever.

Shade, who remembered the little bastard knocking a glass ornament onto their head, was not convinced. Ultimately there was no escape, and Wyrm reluctantly gave in to the soft scrubbing, though he made sure his rumbling complaints were known.

“Yes, yes,” Shade said quietly, “I truly am the worst. Close your eyes so I can rinse you.”

Wyrm, in a dumb act of defiance, did not close his eyes. The hysterics started again, and Shade contemplated drowning themself in the half-filled sink. Fifteen dollars, they repeated. Fifteen dollars.

Grabbing a tea towel, they quickly dried the godling off, carefully teasing out water droplets from soft scales. He child gnawed on their fingers in revenge. “I’m done,” they announced, wandering back into the living room with a now clean, and furious, Wyrm.

Ghost looked up from their position on the floor, back leaning against the couch as they played with Grimm. Radi immediately perked up at the sound of Shade’s voice, and quickly flew over, making herself at home on top of their head. Unn seemed to have decided to undertake the momentous task of scaling up the back of the couch, leaving a thick trail of slime behind. Root, still stuck in her pen as punishment, let out a wail, demanding to be let out.

Shade was all out of energy to fight back or deal with a tantrum.

“Alright, alright, out you go,” they muttered, depositing Wyrm on the couch before reaching down to lift out the petulant child from her terrible prison. She clung to them desperately until they finally collapsed on the sofa. She quickly wriggled out of their hold and instead plonked down beside them. Wyrm had hissed at the sight of her, and slunk to the other side of the couch to sulk.

Grimm let out a raspy cackle at the sight, before diving down to nip at Ghost’s fingers.

Unn finally made her way to the top of the couch and waved her eyestalks victoriously. All Shade could do was give her a tired pat.

They sank into the couch, the exhaustion creeping back in. It should have been foolproof.

Fifteen dollars.

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By @arandoskeleartist

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britishassistant · 3 years

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@emyluwinter submitted: Hi!!With you again a freelance newspaperman who writes about the reporter Yuu and the Prefect!! I am very glad that you liked my little stories so much that I wrote earlier!!! It's very encouraging that my work is appreciated.

So today will be a small addition to the latest events related to the villainy of Crowley in the form of the kidnapping of Yuu's "family" and friends,and after the final" conversation " of the Prefect with Crowley.

Because of the noise and shouting, opening the room with a spare key, several henchmen cautiously look inside. Yuu had already changed back into civilian clothes and put on extra gloves to hide the knuckles on his hands that had been cut from the blows. - Um....chief, how are you? Yuu takes a deep breath. - Your boss should call a doctor. - So we were talking about you, micro-chief, - one of the minions adds, almost in a whisper. - Huh?Why am I a micro-chef? - Yuu looked at them in confusion. - Well...it's like you've just "talked" to the leader of one of the most powerful villains in the League of Villains.. - Plus your uncle, Mr. Cruel. - Your' family ' and friends are all right. We're not crazy enough to hurt them. - I don't really want to have a walrus's heel sewn on my forehead, - one of the henchmen added ruefully. Yuu couldn't believe it. - Are they really all right? - That's right, micro-chief! But please leave before Mr. Cruel breaks us down into test tubes. We want to live. - And I have a cat at home, how can I be without it. So we'll show you to the exit. Yuu chuckles uncomfortably.It was the first time he had felt so strange. Perhaps it was a mixture of shock, fear, and despair, laced with anger and rage. But for a second, he felt all the power that Crowley held in his hands. But now all this was not necessary, only his loved ones were important.

- Thank you..no, really, I'm grateful that they're safe and sound. - Yuu felt that all these minions were no different from civilians, and they just worked wherever they wanted. And now they are worried about the fact that their superiors have made a lot of mistakes. - Your cameraman friend is a great word player! - I lost three rounds in a row to him. Minions distract Yuu with simple and cute conversations. Some of them showed their pets. Yuu was even asked to sign an autograph as their favorite reporter. They were very moved by their understanding. Although for the most part, they behaved so as not to run into even more trouble. ***

TWST Anita hugged her baby tightly. - Oh Yuu, I was worried if you were okay. - Sorry, Mom - Yuu could barely hold on, they were terribly tired for this day and the last thing they wanted to do was go back to the kidnappings and villainies. TWST Roger patted their hair affectionately. - We were tied up just for show. The rest of the time off-camera, we sat on their couch. - He won four games of cards with the guards,- Anita added, chuckling softly. - Well, they're not stupid enough to harm us.- Roger chuckled. Yuu was just glad that they were all right. Yuuken held Grimm in his arms while standing next to them. - You held out well. - I should have burned all his feathers! - Grimm snorted. - And you cheated, Yuuken! You've made up more than half the words! - No, I didn't cheat, the guards told you the words. Yuu took a deep breath, the growing panic attack quickly passed in his parents ' arms and listening to Yuuken and Grimm. Uncle Divus arrived just a few minutes before the lair to make sure they were all right. None of the minions or minions were even willing to leave shadows in his path. "I sincerely apologize, Anita, that that idiot with the feathers would do something like that. Divus said guiltily, looking at his sister. - Don't take Divvy personally, I know that neither you nor Yuu will let us offend anyone. Everything ended well. - Anita said gently. Cruel relaxed a little at the realization that there was nothing wrong with the people close to him. Looking at the tired Yuu,Kruel just silently hugged him and hugged him very tightly. - You did very well, Yuu. I'm proud of you. - Thank you, Uncle Divvy...I think this time it's over once and for all. -I heard from the guards that Prefect beat him to the intensive care unit, but I don't know how he managed to get in. Yuu chuckled mirthlessly - yes, Prefect helped me out when it was most needed. Ah...I saw him get through the vent or something. Roger swore softly. - Damn it, I wanted to get his autograph! - Roger!Why do you need an autograph? - Little kitty King even has one, I also want an autograph!

Grimm uneasily climbs onto Yuu's shoulders and rubs his head against Yuu's cheek. He watched Yuu more closely than anyone else and saw the state they were in. - Hey .. Yuu. - Yes, Grimm? - Let you take a vacation, your hands are shaking like you're not letting go of a jackhammer. - Grimm glared at Yuu. - I absolutely agree with him, Yuu. Honey, you need a break, you have black eyes and you've lost weight since the last time we met. Being under constant stress is detrimental to your health. - Div, what about that country house you were talking about the other day? - Roger immediately joined in, taking up the idea. - I'm driving, so we can all go together. - Yuuken, you'll go too, no objection,- Anita smiled softly. - Yes, ma'am. I'll just talk to my superiors about letting us go for a couple of days. - Weeks at least,- Сruel added. *** Sitting surrounded by at least 15 pups, Yuu felt like he was falling asleep, they were really too tired for everything that had happened. The quiet snuffling of the pups around him brought him back nostalgically to the time when Yuu was just learning to play the piano with his father and, due to his age and height, couldn't reach the pedals below. How he and Uncle Divus would look at all sorts of fashion magazines, and Yuu would try to draw this or that dress or suit with crayons under his uncle's guidance. Even now, he could hear his mother and father discussing something with Uncle Divvy over a bottle of wine and quiet laughter. Grimm and Juuken fell asleep in a couple of minutes lying on the couch. Grimm climbed onto Yuuken's stomach and used it as a pillow.

Only in the evening, waking up from the doorbell, Yuu sleepily opened his eyes, they slept so soundly and well that they did not even notice how one of the particularly daring and playful puppies tried to gnaw his sleeve. - Who's, Uncle Divvy? - Yuu rubbed his eyes and yawned contentedly. Cruel carried several boxes into the room. - Courier with delivery, although it is strange that no one expected a special package. - What's is Divvy? - It came in the name of Yuu. - Me? - After getting out of the trap of the puppies, Yuu looked at the boxes with a puzzled expression. They were all in his name. And then Yuu noticed several small cards attached to the boxes. In the first box were expensive bagels with filling and frosting. It was a gift from Tsunotaro with an apology that they had to go through all this and Crowley had caused them so much inconvenience.

In the boxes from Tsunotaro there was also a basket of wild roses with a very pleasant and subtle aroma. Several varieties of very delicious tea and a letter was enclosed in an envelope. - "The items are very expensive and refined. Who is this secret fan, sweety? - Anita smiled softly. - From a friend, Mom...a very kind and good friend. - Yuu pulled out the letter and sat down on a chair and began to run his eyes over the beautiful written lines. Malleus certainly tried to put all his feelings and sincere empathy into the lines. The letter was very touching and full of grace, but the one phrase that caught Yuu's attention most was the one from the villain. "If you or your loved ones need help, please contact me first. It doesn't matter what the circumstances are, it doesn't matter who I have to stand up against, whether it's villainous or even heroic, I will always help you no matter what happens, my dear and sweet reporter. Your loyal friend and " pink ink was added "and the most important terrible villain" - this must have been Vanruge. ... your loyal friend and loyal fan. Enjoy your vacation, we'll probably take a break for a while, too. " At the bottom was another postscript in pink ink : "One of the minions had the temerity to fall asleep in a den with the windows open. And now in our shelter a flock of birds, rabbits, squirrels and other small creatures that need to be attached" Yuu choked on a laugh as he imagined the mighty Tsunotaro surrounded by all these cute little animals. Finally, this long day gave Yuu something good, at least they will spend a few days with their family and close friends. Finally, the long-awaited rest and a short vacation came. By the way, the bagels with stuffing that were sent were damn delicious. - To bribe me on an empty stomach, up villainy is not otherwise-Yuu grinned, finishing another bagel. Thank you for your attention!

AAAAAAAH, I LOVE THIS!!

The perfect little ending to ease the sad of the last submission!! Yuu getting away with beating up Crowley! Crowley’s henchpeople treating Yuu with more respect and kindness than birb dad does!! Yuu’s dad wanting the Prefect’s autograph!! Forcing Yuu onto a vacation because their family loves them and wants them to feel safe and happy!! Yuuken and Grim going home with them and falling asleep in the puppy pile together!! Malleus’ care package and Lilia’s additions to his note!! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS!!

Thank you so much for sending this in!!

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alice-angel12x · 3 years

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Vil x Reader x Neige pt.2

The VDC festival is coming soon and Vil was hard at work to perfect his perfect team. As Y/n sat in the judge's seat and drew in their sketchbook, Ace commented on how Y/n wasn't even paying attention.

"Ace, your form was horrible, and you were a few seconds behind everyone else," Y/n said as they looked up from their book.

"Y/n is right rooky #1," Vil said as he tried to fix Ace's stance," Y/n could you be a dear and get us some water?"

"Alright," Y/n smiled as they got up from their seat and left the ballroom.

"Guys check this out, that bird brain is a really good artist," Grimm said as he flipped through Y/n's book.

"H-hey Grimm doesn't do that," Yuu panicked as he pulled the book away.

"Wow, Grimm was right. That birdbrain really is an artist," Ace said as he grabbed the book.

"Wow, they really have an eye for detail," Kalim awed.

"Yes, our monsieur le Roi du Ciel is extremely talented. They are well on their way to being a master artist. Such a rare beauty," Rook smiled.

"This book is almost filled with drawings of Vil," Deuce commented.

"That's because Monsieur le Roi du Ciel's muse is the beautiful Vil himself. And I believe Vil enjoys that," Rook whispered to the group.

"Rook, Stop spilling such rubbish," Vil sighed as continued to admire Y/n's work.

As the group flipped through the pages filled with drawings of Vil, they soon came to an almost finished drawing of Y/n and Neige. A photo reference was clipped at the corner. Vil gasped silently as his body tensed in jealousy, he glared at the filtered photo of his Y/n being all close and friendly with his rival.

'Neige, why must you always be the one to take everything from me?!' Vil growled to himself. _________

As Y/n grabbed a bottled water from the vending machine, they felt their Phone vibrate in their pocket. Pulled out their phone, they quickly recognized that it was Neige.

"Hello Neige," Y/n smiled as they held the phone between their ear and shoulder.

"Hi, Y/n. Sorry if I'm calling at the worst time, but I just really wanted to talk to you again," Neige said from the other side.

"Neige, we hung out a week ago, and VDC is coming soon, And your Career keeps you busy," Y/n smiled.

"I just really miss You. Do you think it's possible to hang out again?" Neige asked.

"I don't know. Hey, why don't we hang out at VDC, and check out the stalls before the performances start?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah I would like that, but there is a practice I have to attend to first. Meet there at the Purple stage?" Neige asked.

"Yeah, I'll see you then," Y/n smiled as they hung up.

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Neige sighed as he laid on his bed after the call, he could feel his heart flutter at the sound Of Y/n's voice so close to his ear. Neige smiled as he looked through Y/n's magical account to see if they posted any new works and videos. As he looked through at all of Y/n's beautiful work, something caught his attention. It was a photo that was posted a couple of days ago. In it was Y/n, sitting on a chair, holding a finished portrait painting of Vil. Behind Y/n was Vil himself, as he was resting his forearms on Y/n's shoulders.

Neige's eyes soon landed on the description.

I was lucky enough that the beautiful Vil Schoenheit was willing to lend me some of his time to make this lovely painting of him. I'm glad I was able to work with the fairest.

Something about that made Neige's heart sink a little as he reread the words over. He held the photo of him and Y/n close to his chest as he felt his heartache.

"I'm sure they're my prince charming," he mumbled to himself.

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"Vil and Neige had been acting strange, well maybe a bit off as of late. Vil for one has been a bit cold to me as of late. He didn't even want me drawing. He didn't even really want to look at me, while Neige has ghosted me completely. And I don't even know why," Y/n sighed as they ate their salad," And after the final practice, Neige didn't even want to hang out as we planned.

"Maybe, cause the VDC stress is getting to them. So they are mostly focusing on their performances," Yuu suggested.

"That may be the case," Y/n sighed.

Y/n was ordered to create the VDC trophy for the event, they would even be the ones to hand the winners the trophy as well. The two quickly ran to the purple stage for the last practice before the real deal, Team vil became a well-oiled machine and their song was amazing.

"You all Did amazing you guys," Y/n smiled as they handed them a bottle of Epel's apple juice.

They all happily thanked them, while Vil Merely passed Y/n, and ignoring them. Y/n sighed sadly as he made room for Neige and his friends to pass, Y/n smiled as Neige smiled back, but quickly turned to leave unusually quickly.

"Are you alright Y/n?" Yuu asked.

"I-I think I'm gonna go and add final touches to the trophy I made for the VDC," Y/n said sadly," I know when I'm not wanted."

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As Y/n made final touches to the VDC trophy, they suddenly heard a shatter outside their waiting room. Y/n opened the door only for a dark green and purple mist to seep into the room. The moment they breathed in the mist, his lungs burned with every breath as they coughed violently. They held their breath and ran through the mist to see Yuu, Grimm, Kalim, and Rook caught in the same poisonous mist.

"You guy's what Happened?!" Y/n called out through his sleeves.

"Roi du Ciel! Don't come this way!" Rook warned.

Y/n froze in place in place as he took in Rook's warning. Yet as they stood there in the mist, they get a chilling presence staring down at them. They slowly turned to see an overblot Vil Schoenheit floating above him. Chill's ran down his spine as his instincts kicked in, as he jumped away, but vil quickly grabbed their wing and slammed them to the wall.

Y/n groaned in pain from the attack on his body and lunges as the Overblot creature lifted Y/n by their collar.

"V-Vil?! W-what happened to you," Y/n coughed.

"Why would you betray me like that, my artist," Vil growled.

"Wha-What are you talking about?" Y/n chocked.

"Was I not enough!? So much so that your eyes wandered to my enemy, Neige," Vil seethed with anger.

"What does he have to do with-"

"You were mine first! What does he have that I don't, why must he take everything from me!" Vil interrupted as he growled at the frightened siren.

Black spots start to consume their vision, as they grew weak and dangled from Vil's grip. Y/n's breathing started to become more and more shallow as he stared up at the still beautiful vil, as they weakly lifted their hand and softly caressed Vil's cheek.

"So...Beautiful," Y/n chocked out before passing out.

"Don't YOU DARE DECEIVE ME!" Vil shouted, as his hand trembled.

Vil trembled as all sorts of emotions flowed through him. Anger, jealousy, sorrow, and joy flowed through his veins as the poison mist grew more and more toxic, from all his intense conflicting emotions. So much so that the very mist ate away at Y/n's beautiful feathers, leaving all but the alula and marginal covert feathers.

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Neige had a massive headache when he came to, one moment he was chatting with Vil, and the next thing he knew he was standing in front of a crowd of his fans. So with much assistance, he was eventually escorted back to the purple stage, only to see a horrible sight in front of him. Paramedics and nurses were rushing about a patient who was being lifted onto a gurney. Neige's heart dropped as he recognized the victim, Y/n.

"Y/N!!" Neige called out as he ran to their side.

He gasped in horror at the sight of them; they were so pale and their wings were burned away. Tears welled up in his eyes as he was them lay unconscious in the gurney with a ventilator mask over his mouth.

"Excuse me sir, but we need to get this student to a hospital right away," Said a nurse as they filled Y/n into the ambulance.

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Part 1 here

Alternate endings

Neige ending

Vil ending.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #vil schoenheit #vil shoenheit x reader #neige #neige leblanche #neige x reader #mha x reader

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getlitaesthetic · 3 years

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Oneirodynia

Drabble about a resident of Human Hall and darkAU!Belphegor. Content warnings for mentions and threat of death/assault/torture and generally dark themes. No smut, just psych-horror.

Oneirodynia

You close the door behind you and twist the lock—

click

—until your wrist hurts.

Under the handle, you wedge a folded chair. You're too exhausted to even turn the light on. And you don't know if you can face this room in its full emptiness. Sarnai, your roommate, packed and left last week. She explained to you why, but you don't know why. You hadn't shared enough of a language to understand. But she explained it anyway, in what you supposed was detail, with a steady, sombre look in her eyes.

It's probably not something you can — or should — chase up. And hey, having the room to yourself isn't too bad. You've since pushed the beds together and made a crash-worthy setup with the extra blanket and pillows. You shrug off your café uniform and hang it up, trading it for a T-shirt you thrifted. It's designed for a demon; it's huge on you, but it's comfortable to sleep in.

You settle down with your DDD. The familiarity of flicking through social media has a nice way of numbing your mind. All the shit you've seen today boxed into filtered photos on Devilgram and 280 character quips on Screecher. Jeremy's death in the greenhouse. Abiodun's complete emotional breakdown on the stairs. Worst of all, that woman with Barbatos at the café. She smiled as she paid you and then left with him, bell tinkling cheerfully as the door swung shut. As you tilled the payment, you noticed one of the banknotes wasn't Grimm, but a folded scrap of paper. You should have thrown it. You should have thrown it, but you opened it.

It was a scrawled plea for help. Details of things Barbatos was doing to her that you couldn't finish reading before the note fell from your shaking hands. A demon co-worker had snatched the note up off the floor. Naturally it's all over the Devildom socials now. You wonder if Barbatos has seen it. He must have, right? Well, you can't think too hard about it. It's not your business, it never was. Actually, it makes you angry. What the fuck did she think you could do about it? All she did was make your day that much harder and now you've got to try and sleep thinking of what she wrote, the drowning, the needles, the rope marks deep in her wrist peeking out of her sleeve as she handed over the—

A notification dings. Devilgram. Your finger darts to it. Solomon must have answered your DM! You could almost smile.

Nope. You've been tagged in something. You swipe. It's a dark image with fuzzy yellowish rectangles in rows. You tap for a closer look.

It's a picture of the outside of Human Hall . . . posted by @belphie.

Your window is tagged.

You jolt awake. The force catapults your DDD off your chest. A dream? No, you can't take chances. Grabbing your DDD, you poke the Devilgram app icon repeatedly until it opens. Nothing. No tags. You check Belphegor's account to be sure. Naught - in fact, his last post was two months ago. A picture of a human impaled to the ceiling with several spikes.

You sigh and toss your DDD back into the sheets. When did you even drop off to sleep? And when was that image going to leave your head? You swing open the window and attempt to shake a draft into your T-shirt. The cool 2AM air is bliss on your sweat. Gazing beyond RAD, at the sparkling night of the Devildom from relative safety, lights dotting all the ancient to modern architectural structures, it's beautiful in its own twisted way. Like a warped tapestry of world history, woven into Hell, poisoned by sin, centred by a looming blood moon.

knock knock

Guess you can't even have one fucking moment of serenity, can you? You carefully close the window, snatch a box cutter off the desk and approach the door. You nudge the chair under the handle enough to just about crack it open. Box cutter ready for . . . whoever or whatever's elected to be a box tonight.

But it's a woman, middle-aged, forearms crossed defensively at the sight of the box cutter. Sarnai. "Where were you?" You throw aside the box cutter and draw the chair out, opening up the door. "Sorry. Come in. I'll move the beds back."

Sarnai stretches groggily, closing the door behind her. "It's OK. You don’t have to do that."

"Nah, I'd much rather—" Your DDD sparks to life in the dark room as a notification dings.

You've been tagged in something.

You and Sarnai don't share a language.

The shadow stretching up the wall has wings and horns.

Your DDD goes dark again.

click

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Oh I know y’all were NOT ready for the perfection of this babe’s writing 😍 literally who needs smut when the psychological horror is doing all the talking for you?

(...Me, I do, but not today)

#obey me #obey me dark au #obey me fanart #obey me fanfic #obey me belphegor #submission

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sssn-neptune-vasilias · 3 years

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RWBY vs Comic

Alright, I said I was gonna do this back when the comic first started getting published but I got so frustrated reading it that I couldn’t actually keep up with it enough go through with it. I think I stopped around issue 4 because that was when I just got angry and threw my comic back into the plastic. I figure now’s as good a time as any since I’m actually rereading it now. My whole issue with the RWBY DC comics is that they’re super canon divergent but somehow still canon material. It’s so frustrating that this is the case because we’re supposed to take into account things that happen in the comic as gospel- things like Adam revealing he’d always been genocidal, Bumbleby’s bottlecap, Weiss’ zoo animal arc, etc, but a lot of these different story arcs don’t make sense in our current canon. So I’m gonna talk about them because why not.

Issue #1:

The first issue actually isn’t that bad- mostly because it’s just an intro to the series- but there are still some huge inconsistencies between the comic and official canon.

These two panels are a fucking mess.

1) Ruby was passed out when she was delivered to Patch by Qrow. She’d just used her Silver Eyed Warrior powers for the first time, hurt Cinder, frozen the dragon, and passed out. We were literally forced to listen as Qrow carried Ruby out of the rubble and back home, because she was unconscious. But the comic has her just arriving back home all on her own. “I came back to my dad’s house.” No you didn’t, you literally woke up in your bed after what must’ve been days of being unconscious.

2) We know Blake didn’t get to Menagerie on a little wooden boat. We all watched the episode. It was a decent sized ship with multiple crew members, dozens of passengers, and literal armaments designed to destroy Grimm. Sun can’t hide in a robe for 3+ days on this boat. This boat wouldn’t have survived a Grimm attack in the first place. Idk why they decided to draw this boat instead of just drawing the Pride the way it was designed in the first place, but whatever I guess.

RNJR didn’t tell Taiyang they were leaving. Ruby and her team just left. There was a whole scene dedicated to showing the shock and horror on Tai’s face as he saw Ruby’s letter and ran out of the house hoping to catch up to his daughter before she left. Also not as important but still relevant, RNJR left during winter. There was snow on the ground. I don’t see no snow in this panel- that tree looks real green. That last issue is mostly a nitpick- who cares what season they left in tbh. But the fact that they just wrote this panel into the comic despite the fact canon shows Taiyang had no idea of Ruby’s departure- and the fact that Ruby’s departure is actually really important to a bunch of later scenes in this show is really fucking weird.

Issue #2:

I know we know next to nothing about Raven Branwen, but holy fucking shit do I wanna believe this is ridiculously out of character for her. You’re telling me that Raven actually did come visit Yang and Tai and Ruby, but the one time she ever made her presence known to any of them was to berate and terrify Ruby the one time she’d learned anything about Summer?! Like BRO. This is so fucked up! This is too fucked up! This is straight early 90′s level villainy right here. What was even the point behind this?! This scene tells us that she felt so negatively about Summer Rose that she was willing to break her silent cover just to disillusion Ruby for no other reason than to tell her she was weak. Which makes no fucking sense because when we finally meet her during season 5 Raven has nothing bad to say about Summer at all! What did Qrow say to her after they spoke? “Hey sis why the fuck are you flying around your ex’s home scaring his daughter who just lost her mother? You realize you’re talking shit about the woman who raised your child too right?” Like, this is so wildly terrible, that if we’re meant to take this into account, I don’t see how anyone who reads these comics could say anything positive about Raven ever again. This is strike one, two and three for her entire characterization.

Issue #4:

I’ve said it already but fuck this boat.

Not so much an issue with the comic as it is with RoosterTeeth’s sometimes sloppy storytelling, but we really need an exact age on Adam. Is this man a pedophile? We know Blake is about twelve here, meanwhile- besides looking maybe a little scrawnier- Adam looks the same as he did during the show. How old is this kid right here? Fifteen? Seventeen? Was he 20 during the events of volume 1? Was he 25? I really dislike this specific problem RT has created because at no point during canon were we led to believe that Adam was significantly older than Blake or our other characters, but here in the comic we’re getting huge pedo vibes. Idk if this was RoosterTeeth retroactively trying to throw Adam’s character even further into question but... Idk man, RT y’all need to hurry up and carbon date this kid because I’m really not liking this.

I’m not gonna harp on the whole “Adam as a revolutionary vs Adam as a genocidal maniac” issue again. Most of y’all already know where I stand on this and have either made up your minds that either, yes, Adam’s sudden change towards being genocidal after being forcibly conscripted by Cinder doesn’t make much sense, or, no, Adam’s behavior is entirely in line with what little we’d seen of him up to that point in the story. I’m not trying to change anyone’s opinions on this issue, I’ve got about a dozen other posts for that. My issue with these panels specifically is that this is the moment Blake discovers Adam is genocidal. This is the moment Blake realizes that Adam never wanted peace, never wanted coexistence, never wanted what the White Fang actually wanted in the first place. He wanted Faunus supremacy- a goal entirely removed from the White Fang’s goal of equality between Faunus and humans. This is the moment Blake realizes that his ideology is so far from what it is she herself wants. If this is correct, why does Blake never mention this AT ALL when she’s talking about Adam. When the conversation comes up during season 3, she specifically states that Adam’s change was gradual. Not that he’d been hiding who he really was from her but that he’d become a completely different person from the man she’d originally known. I recognize that a lot of people say that this could be explained away as evidence of Blake’s abuse- oftentimes abusers don’t even realize just how monstrous their abusers are, even after they’ve escaped from said abuse. But this is just such a monumentally larger issue than manipulation and abuse. Adam is outright saying that he wants genocide! He’s not trying to hide it, he’s not trying to lie, he’s not trying to manipulate her! He’s telling her explicitly that he wishes he could kill as many humans as possible. But during the Black Trailer she’s still asking Adam about the crew members as if they hadn’t had this conversation hours ago! During season 2 she’s drawing him in her notebook as if she misses him! During season 3 she’s explaining that he’s simply misguided! This is apologia of the umpteenth level that is absolutely inexcusable. If I’m honestly supposed to be made to believe that Blake knew Adam was genocidal from before the events of the Black trailer and season 1 but still had feelings for him... I’m sorry but I’ve lost any and all respect for her entire character. You can’t have feelings for someone who’s genocidal- who you know is genocidal- and expect sympathy. No amount of abuse would forgive someone for having feelings for Hitler.

I recognize the comics aren’t supposed to be a shot for shot recreation of the show, but what the fuck is this panel? The frame of Adam dismembering Yang was such a good, amazing, impactful frame. The black and red framing, the yellow of Yang’s hair and weapons, the red of Adam’s sword. Why would you not even try to recreate that?

Leaving nitpicks for the end, really wish they hadn’t used “sunflower” here. That’s Yang/Ren. But again, the comic is made by people who aren’t in the fndm and don’t interact with the RWBY community at large in the first place, so of course they wouldn’t know.

Issue #5:

Why does Blake seem so ooc here. Like, the fact that she’s trying to make Weiss feel guilty for “cheating” in a “win by any means necessary” free for all match is really??? Weird??? When we know Blake isn’t above using underhanded tricks herself considering what she did to Reese during the tournament and her Semblance in general??? But whatever, that’s mostly a nitpick as well.

Issue #7:

My issue with this story is that it ends with Yang like, wistfully thinking of spending more time with Blake. But this is before she even put the prosthetic on. This is before she even got to talk with Weiss after meeting up with Raven. This is so early on in her healing process that I find it extremely difficult to believe that Yang is fondly remembering any time she spent with Blake. When Ruby talks to her during 3.12, she was angry that Blake had left her! Abandoned her! And then in the conversation she has with Weiss that happens after this event in the comic she’s still frustrated with Blake for leaving. So like... did she suddenly forgive Blake just a few weeks into her recovery and then relapse back into feeling like she’d abandoned her? Wtf is this?

Issue #9:

I know she’s obviously supposed to be drunk here, and we barely got to know her during the short scenes she had, but like... she never struck me as this kind of person. To literally forget how old her daughter is? Like...???? The same woman who was so perceptive she was able to recognize that Whitley was acting out because he’d felt lonely and abandoned by his sisters? Doesn’t know how old one of her children is? This is silly.

This isn’t the same woman we met during season 7. This isn’t the same quick witted woman who immediately directed Weiss to the cameras she’d hidden around the house when it was time to spring the trap on Jacques. This isn’t the same woman who was so honest when she admitted to her own faults just a few short months after this scene supposedly took place. You could argue that the events of this comic are what led Willow to become the person we meet later on, but like... That’s an absolutely ridiculous amount of offscreen growth you’re expecting me to just assume has happened. These aren’t the same people. This is ridiculous.

Issue #12:

This seems so ooc for Sun. Why is he literally begging her to run away and not face a problem when his entire relationship with Blake up to and past this point is him teaching Blake to love herself enough to face her problems head-on in the first place? This is so weird and gross imo because it just feels like they’re warping Sun’s character to make it look like Yang is the only good influence in her life when that’s simply not the case. Every conversation Sun has with Blake from season 1 to season 6 is him telling her that she deserves happiness, love, and to forgive herself. There are multiple songs about this aspect of their relationship! Sun has helped Blake grow just as much as Yang has. Why is Sun taking this approach to manipulate Blake into staying silent about something that’s bothering her? On top of that, Sun’s never been the brightest banana of the bunch anyway, why the FUCK is he smart enough here to recognize that if Blake tells the truth and makes those people feel bad, that they’d draw more Grimm? He’s never been this intuitive before. It really feels like they made him smarter than he normally is just to make him scummier than he’s ever been so that we could feel that Blake’s relationship with Sun is less than her relationship with Yang. Awful writing and characterization from the RWBY DC team here

Issue #13:

This is so wrong and despicable and manipulative and terrible. Again, this isn’t the same woman we met in the show.

Willow never made excuses for herself or her actions like this. Not once during the entire time she was on screen did she do anything like this. She knew she wasn’t a great mother and she took full responsibility for her actions- and inaction- I don’t know WHY she’s trying to excuse herself here. This is more Cruella De Ville than it is Willow Schnee.

I’m not gonna explain how lumping this “prized menagerie” story with “Faunus slave labor” story together is godawful but just recognize that it’s Black History Month and this plot point they decided to write in is not MLK approved.

Anyway, that’s the whole RWBY DC run. All in all it wasn’t the worst adaptation of an established series, but goddamn. I’d rank this up there with Eragon or Percy Jackson or the end of the Soul Eater anime or something. This is such a slap in the face by people who obviously only ever skimmed through the show for the explicit purpose of writing this series that I’ve read fancomics and fanfiction that handle canon better than this. It’s really frustrating too because this comic run is like, beloved by certain people in the fndm who are only in this for the ships, and people who refuse to see anything wrong with this series ever. The healthy servings of Bumbleby and crumbs of Monochrome and White Rose are apparently enough to make people go “fuck all the inconsistencies, this comic is great.” Cannot express how much these people make me wanna slam my head into a wall.

I did this just to highlight all the issues I have with the run, but I’m sure other people have other issues with this comic than I do. Have fun in the comments I guess.

#RWBY #RWDE

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niqhtlord01 · 3 years

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What’s that I see on the horizon? Is it a plane? Is it a bird? Wait, no it’s a shit load of grimm! But enough about this week’s episode; let’s get down to our latest contestant to the Rooster Teeth slug Fest! Hailing from Atlas and leader of the elite Ace op strike team; he’s the luckiest man alive till he fell for the unluckiest man alive, let’s give it up for CLLLLLOOOOOOOOVERRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Tyrian: Aw, come back for a rematch? Heheh. Clover: Losing to scum like you has left me dead inside. Tyrian: *Throws off coat and extends axes* You sure that’s not the gaping wound? HAHAHA -------------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Sarge: Son, you best turn around before you get hurt. Clover: you’re not lucky enough to hit me. Sarge: *cocks shotgun* You underestimate how much ammunition I brought. ------------------------- Nemesis: *Nano tech cloud appears and forms nemesis* Clover: What kind of grimm are you? Nemesis: Wha-wha-wha-a-ha-at kind of man are you? Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* So creepy grimm, that I can handle. --------------------- Nomad: *Walks in with wind blowing poncho* Clover: I hear you’re a wanted man, stranger. Nomad: *Claps hands and several rocks come to life and circle Nomad* Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* Oookay; was not expecting that. -------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Grif: A fishing line…..seriously? Clover: You sound pretty confidant for someone who’s never fought me. Grif: *Loads mag into assault rifle* And you sound pretty stupid for GOING AGAINST A GUN WITH A FISHING POLE!!!! ------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Qrow: I…..I’m so sorry. Clover: Don’t sweat it; that fight just wasn’t my luck. Qrow: *Extends scythe* No….but it was mine. -------------------- Cammie: *Walks in with nugget at her feet* Clover: Before you get going let’s just skip the fishing jokes; I’ve heard them all before. Cammie: Even the one where you need to go fishing to find your pecker? Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* That’s a new one. ---------------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Ruby: Ironwood is lying to you, we’re not criminals! Clover: I trust James with my life and he’s never let me down. Ruby: *Extends scythe* But that doesn’t mean he’s right. ----------------------------------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* Tex: You’re Special Forces? Clover: The best of Atlas. Tex: *Takes fighting stance* That gaping hole in your chest says otherwise. ------------------------------------------------ Toth: *Twirls knife between fingers* Clover: Fighting for your people is something I can respect. Toth: While blind loyalty is something I cannot. Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* We all need something to believe in. ------------------------------------------------- Valentina: *Removes stealth cloak* Clover: We could always use someone like you with the Ace Operatives. Valentina: I rather hunt tyrants than serve them. Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* James has made some mistakes, but he will always do what is best for Atlas. ----------------------------------------- Clover: *Reels in fishing line* O’Malley: Well if it isn’t the toy soldier come out to play. Clover: Fitting since you look like a rat king. O’Malley: *Hefts Rocket Launcher* Shall we dance then? Muahahahah!!! -------------------------------------- Qrow: *Walks in taking a drink from flask* Clover: I thought you said you gave up drinking? Qrow: And I thought you said I was your friend….. Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* You still are Qrow. --------------------------------------- Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* Don: I see people of the north are as drab with fashion as they are with using their brains. Clover: Excuse me? Don: *Draws sword* What part of negative 50 outside makes you think sleeveless is a good idea, hmm? ------------------------------------- Kazu: *Flips into room* Clover: Considered me impressed. Kazu: *Looks up and down clover* Consider me disappointed. Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* And here I thought we could be friendly. --------------------------------------------------- Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* Caboose: Take me to your pot of gold leprechaun!!! Clover: I don’t have any gold. Caboose: *Pulls out freckles* That is exactly what a leprechaun would say! ----------------------------------------------------- Penny: *Lands in front with hero landing* Clover: The general wishes to speak with you Penny. Penny: I already gave him his answer. Clover: *Sighs, taps com link in ear* Clover to team, engaging the winter maiden. --------------------------------------------- Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* Blake: We don’t need to fight; we’re on the same side. Clover: I don’t get to run away when things start looking bad. Blake: *Draws weapons* I’m done running. --------------------------------------------- WL: *Drags chainsaw across the ground* Clover: Well aren’t you the fluffy one. WL: *Revs chainsaw* Bold words for a dead man. Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* No head scratches for you then. ---------------------------------------------- Clover: *Casts line then retracts it* Winter: Do you believe Ironwood knows what he’s doing? Clover: We all need to put our faith in something; and I put mine in James. Winter: *Draws knife from sword* I hope you’re right. ------------------------------------------

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On Your Six, Chapter 2

And thus we come to another day, another chapter.

Day 2: Stealing Hoodies for @taiqrowweek

Rating: T for this chapter, M for overall

Words: 3k

Summary: Qrow was what most of society would call a small-town criminal. But to those oppressed, he hoped only to be a healer. In an effort to make a change in the world, he moves from kingdom to kingdom, searching for branded omegas in need. His goal? To turn the derogatory words the reformatories forced them to bear on their skin into works of art.

Then one day, his past catches up to him in the form of Taiyang, his former best friend, with a brand of his own stained onto his skin and a plea for help in his eyes. Qrow has no choice but to answer, even if it means he’d have to face his mistakes once and for all.

[An ABO-style universe in a modern-day style Remnant. No Grimm, because people are the real monsters in this one]

Ao3 Link: On Your Toes

Tai rolled in Sunday with a brisk breeze and a hint of last night’s rain following him. The awkward timidness he’d had, had evaporated quicker than the puddles outside, burned away into steely determination as he got right down to business. “Alright, so, how do you want me?”

Qrow nodded to his bed, the recliner having been pushed up alongside it. His kit was sitting on the nightstand. “Take off your shirt and lie down.”

“Gee, at least buy me dinner first.”

He supposed he walked right into that one.

“Hah. Let’s see if you have any jokes left after we pass the fourth hour.” He strode over to his chair, fetching a roll of paper towels on his way. “I told you we’d be at this for a while. Trust me, you’ll be glad to be in a more comfortable position.”

Qrow had calculated it. He’d have six sessions per letter. At eight to ten hours per session, he’d have a range of 48 to 60 hours per design. It seemed like a lot of time, but drawing on paper wasn’t quite the same as drawing on people. Paper didn’t need potty breaks, for example, and it tended to stay stationary the entire time. Add on to the fact this was easily the biggest project he’d ever undertaken, and he knew he was going to need every second he could get.

At least I won’t be enduring it alone, he thought as he watched Tai kick off his shoes and shirt and climb onto the bed. Qrow poured the alcohol onto one of the paper towels, and as he dabbed at the other’s skin, he noticed the face the other man was making. “Sorry, guess it’s a little strong.”

“It’s not that.” Tai said, rubbing his nose. “Uh, not to be your maid or anything but, you really need to wash your sheets.”

For a split second, Qrow was offended. Then the realization hit. “Oh. You’re smelling the ink.” He indicated the row of bottles organized in the case. The only one he’d need today, the black, was sitting next to his rotary machine. “I mix it with my own pheromones. It helps neutralize the stench.”

The omega reached for the little bottle, giving it a whiff. His eyebrows shot up and suddenly, he was staring at it like it held the meaning of life. “That’s… incredible. But won’t that give me away?”

“Not when your RO can’t smell her way out of a canteen.” They were all betas. Being the neutral dynamic meant there was no risk of ‘going soft’ on their parolee like an omega might, nor get over-protective like an alpha absolutely would. But it also meant that after Qrow finished relining the tattoos, the dramatic shift to Tai’s scent would be almost undetectable. “And if she does notice, just tell her you’re trying out a new perfume.”

“That smells like matchsticks and blueberries?”

“You’ll be fine. You’re good at improvising.”

As Tai eased himself back down, he finished sanitizing his back, then moved on to getting himself ready. He double-checked the machine, made sure the parts were in place and the wire running back to the outlet was untangled and slack. Taped the paper copy of the design over the edge of his nightstand and uncapped the ink bottle. “So, this is how this works.” Qrow said as he pulled on his gloves, “You need to be as still as possible. We’re gonna have a five-minute break every hour, give you a chance stretch and move around. We’ll stop a bit longer half way in or so to eat. But if you need me to stop for any other reason just let me know. And uh, fair warning – when I start tattooing over the letter itself, it’s gonna hurt like a bitch.”

Tai nodded. “Got it.”

“Okay.” He dipped the needle and turned on the pen, the quiet buzzing filling the room. “Here we go.”

The moment needle met skin, he felt muscle tense under his hand. Spotted the way Tai’s toes curled in his socks and his face screwed shut. Qrow continued on slowly as he looped one line from the top of the S and connected it to down the middle, then did it again from the bottom part of the S. By the time the S had turned into an 8, the omega had relaxed again, sighing softly. He took that as a sign to continue and started coloring in the new side.

Hour one passed in complete silence.

“So, how’s it looking?” Tai asked, swiveling his head around. If he tried any harder, he might become an owl.

Qrow watched him from the stove. “Most of the line art on the top is finished.” He turned on the burners for the kettle and pot of water. “Should be fine to get the rest done in a few hours.”

“I can’t believe how fast it’s going.”

“Yeah well, this is the easy part.” He opened the pantry, eyeing over the options. “Wait until we get to coloring. I have to switch between needles for shading and clean between them.”

There was a dragging noise as one of the dining room chairs was pulled back. “I’m sorry it’s so much work. We don’t have to do all that, if you don’t want.”

Qrow was grateful only his shelves could see his scowl. He breathed out slow, pulled down the pork-flavored ramen packets, saying casually as he went back to the stove, “I mean if you’re too scared to keep going…”

“I didn’t say that! I’m just trying to be nice.” Tai grumbled the last past.

I don’t need you to be nice to me! Frustration welled in him, but he forced it back down. Getting angry wasn’t going to help. Even if this extremely complacent, easily guilted Tai made him want to go out and burn down every Gods’ damned reformatory there was. “Forget about it. I’m too much of a perfectionist to half-ass my work anyways.” He tried to brush off. But now Tai had that kicked puppy look that told him he was feeling bad, which only made Qrow feel bad in turn, so he deflected instead, “I mean, unless it’s too much for you. You’ve been quiet. Is it hurting that bad?”

“Oh, no it’s fine. I, uh,” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Didn’t want to distract you.”

“You won’t.” He cracked the bags in half twice, tearing open the pack. “And it helps pass the time.” He dropped the ramen noodlesinto the water that was just starting to bubble and got the mugs down for tea, absolutely refusing to look at the other lest he read all over his face just how much he missed talking to him.

“Well… besides illegal tattooing in the tiniest apartment known to man on the shady side of town, what else have you been up to?”

The kettle was picked up just as it began to whistle. Like the cups filling with water, Qrow opened his mouth and let the words flow out just as easy.

As evening approached, another storm blew in. Rain drops smattered against the window every time the wind picked up, drowning out the noise of his pen. Qrow had rearranged his furniture, putting the recliner and nightstand in opposite positions so he could work on the lower half of the design in the 8. His focus was completely on the coastline coming to life over tanned skin.

“Remember that time we snuck out your window so we could put all those plastic rats on Professor Port’s porch for April Fool’s Day?”

Well, maybe not completely.

Qrow snickered. They had camped out in the bushes until dawn, just so they could take the TA’s picture when he came out to get his morning paper. “His face was priceless.”

“Not sure the punishment was worth it though.” Tai bemoaned.

“It was only a week’s detention.”

“For you. I got three month’s grounding on top of it.”

He reinked his pen. “Which you immediately broke by coming to my house every day.”

Tai took the brief pause as a chance to scratch his nose. “I never would have got caught if dad didn’t go home early that one time.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me. My ears are still ringing from that lecture.” He flipped back on the pen and continued working on the islands that would split the sea from the sky.

The omega cleared his throat, deepening his voice just enough it was an almost disturbingly perfect imitation of his father, “‘If you don’t want to land yourself into juvie, then you’ll stop leading my son into a life of delinquency.’”

Qrow grinned, continuing for him and really hamming it up, “’Don’t you know my delicate boy’s future depends on finding a proper and upstanding alpha?’”

“He didn’t say delicate.” But Tai was laughing with him.

“Might as well have.” It wouldn’t have been too off-base for the Xiao Longs. They’d always been the traditional, overbearing types, trying to jumpstart every little bit of their only son’s future in every possible avenue. When they’d been young, it always seemed like Tai was going to some lesson or appointment. Swimming. Woodworking. Jeet Kune Do. It had been so excessive it had given his own mother ideas – but at least she let Raven and him choose what they wanted to learn.

After looking through the primordial alpha courses, Raven had chosen fencing.

Qrow had wanted to go with her but there was nothing like that in the omega pamphlets he’d been given. In the end, he kicked his feet all the way to his first few art lessons.

His dad had been pretty ticked off they’d wasted the money when, a few years later, puberty had Qrow shooting up past six feet and presenting as an alpha.

But that was nothing compared to the nuclear war that went off when, just shortly after his fourteen birthday, the Xiao Longs discovered Tai was an omega. The lessons stopped and the strict rules started. No going out past seven o’ clock. No cursing. No dating. No kissing. No sex. And especially, no alphas in the house. Ever.

By the time Tai was fifteen, he’d already broken every single one of them.

Qrow, who hadn’t exactly been an angel himself, thought it was hilarious and maybe encouraged him a bit more than he should have. But honestly, what did anyone expect of either of them? After being caged in like a defenseless pup, he was finally allowed break free and be a little reckless. Meanwhile, Tai refused to be shoved into that same cage, smashing through the doors all on his own. They’d been quite a pair, back in the day.

Nostalgia hit him in a wave. “How are your folks doing these days?”

“They’re fine. Dad’s started a new garden. And Mom’s been talking about renovating the old cabin house we used to vacation at. Said it would be a good place for the girls to enjoy. I was gonna help but…” Tai trailed off, his eyes glazing over a bit. “They wrote to me a few times while I’d been…. yanno.”

Something bitter built in his chest. A long-forgotten fury that had weighed on him when his mother had likewise been ripped from their family to stay at a reformatory and the only comforts he’d got was from the Xiao Longs reassuring him she’d come back as a ‘better omega’. “I’m certain they were just bursting with encouragement and support.”

“Definitely isn’t winning any motivational speech awards.” He joked humorlessly.

There was a quiet lull. Qrow took it as a chance to re-ink and stretch out the crick stiffening his fingers.

As he lowered the needle once more, Tai spoke up, hesitant. “What about you? Heard from your family at all?”

He frowned, knowing there was only one of those two people he actually cared to hear about. He indulged him regardless. “Well, you know my old man. Probably still doesn’t even know I’m gone.” He tapped his pen down, drawing the m-shapes that were meant to be a couple of gulls flying away in the sky. “As for Raven, haven’t seen her for years. Not sure she could find me.” When he paused to survey his work, he couldn’t help but think that the shapes really could have been any birds. “Even if she could, doubt she’d want to.”

The kicked puppy look was back. “I’m sorry.”

“Not your fault.” Qrow lied, as if the last argument he and Raven ever had wasn’t entirely about Taiyang. But he didn’t need to know about that.

“You left? Raven you can’t leave!”

“Don’t growl at me. And anyways, what’s the problem?”

“The problem is Tai’s your mate. You guys have a daughter!”

“And that means I’m bound to him for life? We made a mistake! We were dumb kids. It happens.”

“So you just pack up your shit and tell him ‘good fucking luck’? He loves you! How can you act like that doesn’t matter?”

“…”

“Well?!”

“Really, little brother?”

“Wh-”

“If you want to go and play house with him, be my guest. But don’t project your feelings onto me. This is my life. My choice.”

“…Yeah. Yeah, I guess throwing people out of your life is a fucking choice. Just don’t be surprised when you get the same in return.”

“Are you seriously-”

“Get out. And until you get your head out of your ass, don’t bother coming back!”

Qrow taped down the bandage over Tai’s back, the antibiotic cream he’d spread along the new tattoo squishing against the adhesive. He ran through the aftercare steps almost subconsciously. “Keep this on until you go to bed. When you do take it off, wash it with warm water and soap. Do that a few times a day tomorrow and the next day too. If anything seems wrong, just call me.”

“Got it.” Tai reached for his shirt. At least he’d had the foresight to bring a button up. As he pulled it on, he gave Qrow a crooked little smile that made him look adorably boyish. “Same time next week then?”

“Uh, yeah.” He slipped off the bed, making a great show of looking for the other’s shoes. His cheeks felt a little less hot by the time he was returning to the bedside with them. “We’ll have to work on the U next. I’ll keep sending you designs, but a little direction would help.”

Tai slipped into his shoes, getting to his feet. “I don’t really have the eye for this kind of stuff. Just pick something easy.”

“Feel like I’m having a case of déjà vu here.” Qrow huffed, tapping a finger to the center of Tai’s chest. “This is your body Tai, not mine. So could you please put just a mite bit more effort into something you’re gonna have to wear the rest of your life?”

The other’s eyes widened before he looked away. He made an aborted motion towards his neck, fell short, and worried the corner edge of his collar between his fingers. “Could you do words?”

“Yeah.” He replied haltingly, taken aback by the sudden shift. “I’ll probably want to craft stencils to keep the script nice though – and no, it’s not hard.”

Tai nodded, another one of those not-quite smiles on his face. “Then I think I do know what I want for this one. I’ll send you some pictures later tonight.”

“Well… good! See was that so hard?”

“Immensely.” He answered, laying it on thick as honey.

Qrow jabbed him in the shoulder. “Don’t oversell it prima donna. You should start heading home, unless you’re planning on doing a rendition of Singing in the Rain out there.”

Tai spared a look to the window. “It’s really coming down out there, isn’t it?” The sky had darkened with the setting sun, making the already heavy clouds appear thick and ominous. Rain battered against his window at a continuous rate. The minute the omega left the complex, he was going to be soaked. “Think this’ll be okay?” He waved vaguely to his left shoulder where the tattoo began on the other side of.

“Mm, probably. But I guess a little extra cover wouldn’t hurt.” He crossed over to his little box of a closet, rummaging through the sparse selection. “This’ll work. It’s a bit oversized for me, so it should be perfect for you. Here.”

He snapped the black hoodie off its hanger, tossing it. Tai caught it. “You’re sure?”

“What are you gonna do to it? Dye it pink?”

“Well now that’s a thought. It’d match your eyes.”

“My eyes aren’t pink!”

Tai’s laughter was muffled in fabric as he gingerly slipped the hoodie on, being as mindful as possible of his back. By the time his head popped back out, his hair was all mussed up.

It was unfairly cute and Qrow tried very hard not to think about it as he walked him to the door.

Tai stepped into the hall, then paused, turning back to him. He reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Hey uh, thank you. For all this. You have no idea how much this means to me.”

Qrow was pretty sure the touch was electric, because he was suddenly paralyzed. How he even got his jaw to work was a miracle in and of itself. “Don’t mention it.”

The omega hesitated, as if he wanted to argue, but only said, “Sure. I’ll see you soon Qrow.”

He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, but it was long after Tai had left the hall that he finally found the strength to close the door, slumping against the wood with a pitiful groan.

He thought he was over this. He should be over this. He wasn’t a lovesick teen anymore and this wasn’t a romantic comedy where after a bunch of wild, misleading antics, everything came together in the end. He’d lost his chance – twice over apparently. It was useless to try now.

So why did his stupid, pathetic heart still yearn?

“Come on Qrow.” He knocked his head against the door, hoping to rattle some sense into himself. “You did this for six years. You can do it again for six months.”

As he trod his way back to his bed, falling into it only to realize it smelt like Tai and would continue to every Sunday for weeks, he burrowed his head in his pillow and screamed.

Six was becoming a very unlucky number for him.

#qrow branwen #taiyang xiao long #Taiqrow #taiqrowweek #rwby #fanfiction #Chase Firekitten's Tale

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jauneda1 · 3 years

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RWBY

The New War Au part 3

Three months after part 2

Jaune and Ren where in Vale shopping for snacks and party stuff for the big party Yang and Coco wanted to throw. Team RWBY and team CFVY had worked together on a HVAG hunt. Jaune wasn't too keen on being a errand boy but atleast him and Ren can talk to each other for once. They haven't really spoken to one another due to Ren being well Ren. It also has to do with a game of drunken spin the bottle thanks to Yang of course.

This is where Nora and Jaune got paired together and instead of taking a shot Jaune just laid one on the ginger bomber. This also lead to drunk and friendship sex something only Jaune, Ren, and Nora know about. Jaune just couldn't handle the silence between the two of them. Since there was a shit ton of traffic they where stuck waiting.

Jaune: So... I know you probably don't want to be here with me rn but were a team. I feel I haven't been a good team leader to-

Ren: Jaune your not about to apologize are you. If it's about you and Nora that night I'm not bothered by that. I know Nora's not good with alcohol, also me and her aren't together- together

Ren: You've been nothing but a good team leader fto us.

Ren: Jaune that was so long ago it doesn't bother me.

Jaune: So then how come you never talk to me. Or come to me for anything?

Ren: Well... Uh how do I put it. I'm still kinda of intimidated by you. That explosion you let off in class and the one after that.

The two finally where able to cross the street.

Ren: You also keep to yourself throughout the weeks only really talking and chilling out with everyone on the weekends.

Ren: I just thought it would be best to steer clear of you.

Jaune: I'm just happy you don't see me as an asshole or something. But I'm sorry you feel that way. Tell you what before we go back and meet up with everyone at the party me and you hang out, my treat okay.

Ren: lol okay sure but no junk food I'm trying to stay in shape.

Jaune: NANI!? You can't do that I live off of my burgers and soda.

Ren: That's why your getting a little heavier I heard you talking with Pyrrha last week you went up like 10pounds.

Jaune: Lol

That's when Jaune noticed that there are a lot of trucks driving past them on the road all black Vans one of them parking in the middle of traffic. Vale is boisterous kingdom there is always someone trying to go some where. So for a van to just stop and hold up traffic is unheard of

Jaune: I don't like this.

Ren: I think it's to early to decide that maybe-

Then without warning a group of six men got out of the van all wearing these bullet proof type vest and Black mask and sporting heaven weapons. Two have Light machine guns while two more have Rifles while the last two didn't have anything they just ran forward while the four men with guns ran the opposite direction.

At this very point Jaune's situational awareness kicked in especially when he realized the men run towards they're direction, not at them but towards the cars and civilians near them. Jaune then instinctively grabbed Ren and with aura in his body and his goal in mind he was gonna get the two of them out of there.

Ren: W-What... J-Jaune

Was the only thing he could say before he realized he was being held and moved away from the ensuing explosion. Those two guys without guns where suicide bombers. They where wearing best with obvious c4 labels bad wrapping. Jaune had got atleast 6 meters or so away from where they were standing that was enough to keep out of the initial explosion, but something else had happened that Jaune didn't see but Ren did. The truck the men got out of exploded as well releasing a thick black miasma that covered the area. Jaune was able to get them away before the miasma got them.

Jaune: Ha ha *out of breath*

Jaune: What the fuck was that, those guys, the explosion, all those people are gone.

Ren: JAUNE, we have to move, we have to call someo-

Just like that the sound of another explosion went off. Then another, and another till there was just sounds of chaos and discord. The two looked at what they could only assume was another cloud of miasma like the one where they are and then they saw it the people caught inside of it where they were would die from the fumes.

Ren: Jaune call somebody,

Jaune: Who the hell do I call right now

Ren: ANYBODY!

Jaune: AND TELL THEM WHAT?!. A terrorist attack is happening what should we do?

Then Jaune's scroll started dinging it was Yang.

Yang: JAU- J- R- Y- O-

His Scroll wasn't getting good reception

Jaune: YANG? YANG YOUR BREAKING UP YANG?! YANG?!

Jaune: Damnit I lost the signal.

Ren: Jaune call your weapons to you I'll do the same

Jaune: No need I've already called both of our ETA 2mins. Since we can't get hold of anyone we'll do what we can to help the civilians.

Jaune: We may be Huntsman but I'm not gonna sit by while innocent people die.

The duo's lockers landed and now they both stand in front of them.

Ren: I completely agree and sorry about earlier.

Jaune: It's fine suit up and let's move out I'm going to activate my distress beacon in my scroll and share my location. Someone will see it, btw I'm not the only one who saw the Atlas logo on all of those guys shoulders am I ?

Ren: I saw it too, but I'm not to sure what to make of it? Let's just move. Your orders team leader😌

Jaune: On me stay sharp, these aren't Grimm where fighting. These are living breathing people are your ready for that if it comes to it.

Ren: I can't say I will be but I will do what I can to see Nora again.

Back At Beacon

(Over the PA system)

Ozpin: Due to the ensuing chaos and destruction in the city of Vale all students are to remain in your dorms and be ready for any orders I may give.

Ozpin: I can not say things will be the same after today but what I can say is we will prevail in these dark times.

Team RWBY, Team CFVY, Nora, and Pyrrha are all in teams Rwby dorm trying to figure what to do. They all saw the news mass terrorist attack throughout the kingdom of Vale. They had just tried to reach Jaune and Ren but the signal cut out and they didn't look like they where in good shape.

Coco: Holy shit those people are...

Yatsuhashi: Gone. The people responsible for this... Who could do such a thing?

Velvet: ...

Fox put his hand on Velvet's back and rubbed to comfort her.

Weiss: Those men they patches they look like Atlas military.

Pyrrha: Can't be they're not organized like they're military, They're just waiting the gear.

Blake: ... I don't know Pyrrha they look the part.

Nora: I should have gone with them.

Pyrrha: Nora it's fine they'll be fine.

Yang was pacing back n forth but spoke up once she heard that.

Yang: Oh yeah and how do you know that?

Ruby: Yang... Calm down

Yang: I'm fine Rubes, just curious were supposed to sit here while two people we care about are out there in that mess.

Yang: You say they'll be fine but we've been sitting here for and hour with the same message going off every ten minutes.

Ruby: Yang

Yang: RUBY CALM

Ruby: YANG!

The room was absolutely quiet

Ruby: Jaune will be fine, I'm worried just as much as you are. Besides he is with Ren and they can both hold they're own.

Yang: Against Grimm definitely but people you and me both know Jaune doesn't take death well.

Yang: You may not know the full story but Ricky's passing weights heavily on Jaune.

As the two where about to continue the news anchor on air spoke of two male huntsman adding the Police in the attack. The group can see Jaune and Ren are fighting back and helping the Police but they're position is pinned down from all sides the terrorist are closing in on the law enforcement and huntsman outside of the Dusk till Dawn dust shop. Will the two Huntsman in training survive the endless amounts of men pushing in on they're location.

End Of Part 3

Character Analysis

Lie Ren: Age 18, Classification Mid-Grade, Huntsman classification: Oppressor, with fast unrelenting attacks Ren can send attacks in all the while keeping the targets guessing on the next attack. This opens up Rena targets for successful strikes.

Semblance, Cloak, this semblance allows Ren to cloak humor anybody who touches him making them transparent to the naked eye. This does have draw backs like the main one him and anyone he's in contact with is still there and can be seen with infrared. It also exhausting to do it with more then 5 people for more then 10 minutes.

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razorblade180-heated · 4 years

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Stress

[Smut! You heathens!]

Nighttime, it’s supposed to be the moment the world moves just a bit slower. Not for a huntsman, and certainly not for grimm. Fortunately none have reared their monstrous face on Jaune’s shift. The boy sat on a tree limb that allowed him to see a wide area of one of Anima’s dense forests.

It’s been at least two months since he tagged along with his friends in order to find whatever answers Haven might have for them. There’s been more downs than ups and some days honestly felt a little hopeless. Yet they all manage to find the courage to at least take one more step. He missed safety. He missed school oddly enough. He missed Pyrrha…

The thought of her instantly ate away at his morale, not to mention his attention. That was until the sound of rustling bushes snapped him back into focus. Jaune immediately drew his sword and was ready for whatever awaited.

“Too loud.” A voice said from the bushes, throwing him off. A second later and Ruby walked out of them with her eyes already on his position.

“Ruby? What are you doing up?” Jaune put away his sword. “We don’t switch for another two hours. Also, two loud?”

“Yeah.” The girl nodded before dashing up to the tree limb, nearly startling Jaune off. “You draw your sword too loud. If I was a grimm or bandit then I’d be on guard. Not to mention I knew exactly where to look after it. Might wanna take it out slower.”

“Hmm, never realized how much sound it made.”

“From the sound of it, someone was lost in thought and was caught off guard?” Ruby said with confidence.

Jaune found it a little scary how well her intuition and senses were when it came to anything weapon related. Though it probably has been saving him more than he knows. “Lucky guess. I got lost in thought. Sorry” his voice drifted off, still a bit sad from the memories.

“Pyrrha?” Ruby immediately guessed. At this point Jaune started to believe he was simply easy to figure out. He didn’t even respond because that in itself was a yes.

“One step at a time” she reminded him. “Things will get better one step at a time. Even if those steps are tiny.”

“I know, and it was just for an instant. Pretty sure a good night's rest and a safe place to sleep is all I need to get my spirit back.”

Ruby let out a long groan. “I’d kill for a mattress right now!” She exclaimed into the forest with a surprising amount of force.

“Sssshhhh! You’ll wake Ren and Nora if you’re that loud.” Jaune has seen grumpy Ren. It’s not pretty.

Ruby’s face squinted in irritation. “Trust me, I won’t. They probably didn’t even hear me.” Ruby made her left hand into an ‘O’ shape and repeatedly put her right pointer finger through it.

Jaune raised an eyebrow in confusion before the other one raised in realization. “Oh…” was all he could say as he blushed. “Really?”

“Really.” Ruby bluntly stated. “ They’ve been doing this for the pass week whenever you are well into your shift.” The hooded girl rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I’m sure they are trying to be considerate but they aren’t as quiet as they think. Like, at all.” Her face turned red.

Jaune wasn’t surprised. Ruby was talking about his teammates. Even Ren wasn’t as quiet as he thought whenever he was dealing with Nora. Still… “Good for them.” He smiled. “About time something happened.”

“Too bad it’s not happening quietly.”

“Aw, don’t be like that Rubes”

“They’re like rabbits, Jaune! And not the cereal kind.”

The cursed mental image of a lewd Pumpkin Pete was something he never needed to have, but now it existed unfortunately. “Can you blame them? We’re constantly on death's door and don’t know when it will open again. They’re stressed.”

Ruby pursed her lips in disbelief. “I’m not convinced that’s a good reason. I mean I get really stressed too but you all don’t hear me when I mast-” Ruby immediately shut her mouth, realizing that she was two syllables away from outing herself.

It was too late. Ruby could see Jaune staring at her with his jaw halfway open. He desperately tried to hold back a teasing smirk but it slowly spread on his face. “Ruby…?”

“Shut up!” The girl tried stretching her hood even further over her tomato red face. “Everyone does it.”

“I’m not judging. I just can’t believe you set yourself up like that.”

“I wanna die. Please tell no one.”

“Who would I? The two other people you just told me that were having sex too loud for you to sleep? I don’t think they’d shame you.” He chuckled as she pouted.

“Stop laughing at me. Like you said, there’s a lot going on. I bet you do it.”

“Yep.”

“Really!?” Ruby gasped.

“Duh! Everyone does it, like you said. Why do you think I’m first to get up in the morning? It’s not to do more hair.”

This was an eye opener to Ruby. It made sense for sure. All she could do was nod in acknowledgment and look out into the forest; still nothing to worry about.

Several minutes went by and for some reason, Jaune felt a little awkward. The conversation ended in a weird spot. Now they were just sitting quietly. Jaune looked over to Ruby. Her face was still red but not as bad. That was until Ruby turned to him; her face gaining its redness back before she turned away again.

Jaune might not be able to read in between the lines of a weapon being drawn too fast, but he could read this situation like a book.

“Would you like to share your awkward sexual thoughts? He asked.

“Would you?” Ruby snapped back, anxiously trying to turn the tables.

“Me? I was just thinking things must be stressful if it’s affecting you.”

“Liar, that can’t be all.”

“Are you expecting more?” He took a shallow breath. “Like...how quiet things are? Or how lucky Ren and Nora are to have each other in situations like these? Or maybe…”

“Me.” Ruby cut him off. “Maybe you thought about me? Doing things”

Now it was Jaune’s turn to blush. “That crossed my mind as well.” Jaune discreetly tried adjusting his pants but it didn’t escape Ruby. She had stealing glances at him ever since they went quiet.

Another brief moment of silence fell on them again before Ruby pulled down her hood. “J-Jaune?” She said, her voice a little shaky.

He looked into the girl’s pools of silver. Suddenly his heart felt like it was going crazy. “Yeah?”

“I… am pretty stressed right now.” Ruby whispered, as if she had told a forbidden secret.

She slowly leaned closer to Jaune. For each inch she got closer, he did the same. Right down to the head tilt until finally their lips met. It was short, barely lasting four seconds, but the brief moment triggered a spark that was visible in both of their eyes. Ruby followed Jaune’s lead into a longer, more needy kiss. They both pushed into each other like if the other even considered separating right now. Ruby heard kissing was nice but not this nice. She felt Jaune’s hands grab a hold of her and felt his tongue eagerly try to gain entry into her mouth. Ruby happily allowed it access and surrendered to it.

This was beyond nice. Finally the two came apart for air. A thin trail of spit still connected them before it fell apart. They had only just stopped and yet Ruby missed the feeling, the taste of it all. She was embarrassed about how badly she just wanted to dive into another one. When did she get this needy?

“Wow” Jaune exhaled. “That was…” he couldn’t find the words but he didn’t have to.

“Yeah, it was.” Ruby nodded. She was already leaning in for another embrace until Jaune’s arms came out and held her in place. The action confused her, not to mention gave her some anxiety. Had he changed his mind?

“Umm. What’s the matter.” Her voice shakily said.

“If we do this then we should probably do it somewhere we can’t fall.” Jaune knew himself. Clumsiness at a time like this is a thing he did not need to deal with.

“Oh, hehehe, you have a point.” Ruby grabbed ahold of his body then dashed them down to the base of the tree; Jaune’s back firmly pressed against it. Maybe with a bit too much force. Ruby was trying to keep her excitement in check but she could feel herself get warmer, needier, all for one boy in particular. She really wanted another kiss.

Jaune wasted little time in seeing her desire and happily obliged; taking his gloves off and cuffing her face as Ruby stood on her toes to reach another kiss. It was a bit harder now that he was standing but he bent over far enough for Ruby to claim her prize.

Once again their lips met in heated passion. Ruby’s tongue inviting the blonde’s back into her mouth. A low moan slipped out in the process that caused Jaune to groan in desire. Ruby had never heard him make such a sound but it made her body shiver in excitement. She felt herself getting a little lightheaded when Jaune broke off the kiss again. Ruby was about to protest until she felt his hands slide down her back and firmly grab the girl’s rear before lifting her up. Ruby yelped at the unexpected display of strength, as well as wrapped her legs around him. ‘He’s gotten so strong lately.’ Her hazy thoughts wondered what all that strength could do to her if she asked.

Jaune turned around and pressed her against the tree. She was now a bit taller than him. Jaune leaned into the girls neck and went to work, kissing and biting the sensitive flesh. Her body tensing up with each assault on her.

“Jaune…” his name slipped out in a moan that Ruby could not keep back. The boy felt like he was dreaming; all his actions in a haze of desire and bliss. He was barely talking while his mind only thought about how much more he could touch Ruby’s body.

Her hips began bucking slightly into him as his lips finally reached Ruby’s chest. He’ll admit as much as he loved her new outfit, there wasn’t the foggiest idea on how to remove it; making him a little annoyed. He heard Ruby chuckle before watching her hands loosen some laces and buckles until the corset wasn’t as tight. ‘That should help.’ She thought. Ruby’s face turned a new shade of red watching him grab the top portion and slid it down far enough to free her breast.

The cold air made her jump and the look he gave them made Ruby feel like the sexiest girl in the world. She was never jealous of people like her sister who had bigger boobs by far, but it did get a little annoying knowing someone had to be comparing the two. Jaune took the left one into his mouth eagerly. His tongue being put to work again by swirling around the nipple in the slowest way possible. Jaune could feel Ruby’s fingers grab a hold of his shaggy hair, an effort to keep her body from shuddering.

‘I guess they’re sensitive?’ He thought. Now that he thought about it, Ruby was reacting to everything he had done so far. Not that it didn’t make him happy but he was playing it by ear. Was he just getting lucky? Maybe, or maybe there was a little more than carnal desire spurring her on; there was for him.

Ruby was starting to work up a sweat. Jaune’s attention had shifted to her other breast and all she could manage to do at the moment was bite down a little on her own right pointer finger to keep her moans in check. She was glad Jaune hadn’t removed his chest plate yet or else his favorite hoodie would’ve had a terrible stain on it. Both thighs a little damp from her arousal and her panties all but ruined.

“Jaune…” his name came out ragged. “I think I’m…I’m!!!!” Ruby’s thoughts and words couldn’t keep up with her body, which had started to tense up. Her limbs held onto Jaune tight as he momentarily stopped to see the girl’s eyes shut tight while a surge of pleasure ran through her entire body and dripped from her most sensitive area.

“Did you just…?” Jaune said, a mix of shock and pride clearly in his voice. Ruby said nothing as she opened her eyes. Her face was still flushed; her chest rising and falling from all the excitement as well. All Ruby could do was nod sheepishly, more than a little embarrassed.

“That felt...intense. Really intense.” Her eyes were focused on him with such passion that Jaune felt more anxious than before. Ruby grabbed ahold of his face and couldn’t stop herself from stealing another kiss. This time, a more tender, sweet kiss. One that held a certain spark to it. Jaune’s heart suddenly felt warm and yet, heavy. He knew what this feeling was. The feeling of wishing for more time and safety; that this kiss would have to be enough because it might be all that’s left. It was the way Pyrrha kissed him.

He broke off the kiss suddenly and left Ruby a little startled. The boy looked at her with sympathetic eyes that made her own heart ache as he leaned forward until their foreheads pressed against each other. Strangely, Ruby felt as if the past few moments weren’t needed. This is what was. A moment of real vulnerability, and it made her heart pound.

“You’re not gonna lose me Ruby.” His hold on her became more secure. “And I refuse to lose you.”

“I don’t wanna see anyone else die in front of me. I can’t do that again. Not with the people I love, not with you. This life I wanted, it’s scarier than I realized.”

“Yeah, but I know we can do this. We can come out on top and be the hero’s we dreamed of, together.”

His words soothed her fears. He sounded so confident, so comforting; warm in every single way she needed him to be. A smile began to show up ever so slightly. “Together.”

“So, I guess we should probably be heading back.”

“What?” Ruby looked perplexed. “Why?”

“I just...thought now that you’re calm that you wouldn’t-”

Ruby rolled her eyes playfully and pulled Jaune down to her level to flick his forehead, before sitting him up against the tree. Jaune watched the girl straddle herself on his lap right below his crotch. His entire body felt a little anxious and needy for everything Ruby had to offer and she could tell as her hand grabbed his hard on through his jeans; earning a lustful groan.

“Ruby…”

“Think I wouldn’t return the favor? Jaune I want you just as bad as you want me. More even.” Her face heated up by the sound of her own words. In truth, she wanted to be with him since the dance. She knew better than to burden him with that knowledge right now. Another day, when wounds have had time to properly heal. This moment was more than enough.

Ruby wasted no more time and got busy. Jaune could only watch his partner undo his pants; her eyes showing an intensity he found amusing the moment she got him free.

“....”

“Ruby, we can skip this pa-aaah!” His hands went over his mouth as he felt Ruby’s lips slowly wrapped around his length.

That was the sound she wanted to hear. No way was she gonna chicken out. Ruby glided her tongue to the base of the shaft and back up to the tip. His scent was definitely strong but not overwhelming. Ruby went back down halfway again and again, gaining a little confidence each time until she found a rhythm she could handle.

‘This isn’t too bad.’ Ruby felt Jaune’s legs slowly shift and heard him hiss in pleasure through his teeth. ‘I’m not too bad.’ Ruby thought pridefully. Clearly she was doing something right. It was thrilling; not to mention arousing. Knowing she had this effect on him only made her take more of him into her mouth. Sucking lapping the taste of what she could assume was precum. Wasn’t exactly what she’d call tasty but it wasn’t awful. It was him, and that was only making her more inpatient to move things along.

Jaune on the other hand was trying to contain himself. It could’ve only been several minutes but the pleasure was becoming too much. The warm wetness of her mouth, the sound, the desire to drown in the ecstasy; it was too much. Ruby could feel him start to twitch throb violently.

“Ruby! Move, I’m about to-”

He couldn’t finish his warning, not that it mattered. Ruby ignored his plea to move and took him as far she could go. Letting spurts of cum coat her mouth. Three, no, four strong shots fire off. The taste was way stronger than before and frankly, she’s surprised she didn’t choke. Slowly she came back up while cleaning off the tip just for flare. Adding a pop right at the end before swallowing.

Ruby scrunched her face. “Ugh! That was tougher than I would’ve liked it to be. Not as bad as Velvet described though.”

Jaune was still catching his breath but that caught his attention. “Velvet?”

“Yeah, she was one of the few people I felt comfortable discussing stuff like this with. Tips, tricks, feelings. That kind of stuff.”

“What kind of tricks?” He said with a huskiness that gave Ruby chills.

She smiled as she noticed Jaune was still fully erect. Ruby took his hands and slid them up her thighs. Guiding them towards her more than soaked panties and pulling them down until she freed one of her legs from the soiled cloth. Jaune felt a lump in his throat as he watched the reaper hover right over the tip; he could already feel the immense heat of the girl about to ride him.

They locked eyes for a moment. A nod was given to one other before Ruby impaled herself onto him a little faster than he thought. It took all he had to not to thrust upwards automatically. It only took a moment later before Ruby managed to take him all the way to base. A deep moan came from both of them in shared bliss. Ruby never felt so full, and Jaune never felt this...invigorated.

“You need a minute?” He was hoping for a no.

He got it that answer in the form of Ruby rocking her hips back and forth. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“Damn right you will!” Ruby immediately started picking up the pace.

Jaune felt her coil around him tightly and he couldn’t resist grabbing her ass and timing his thrusts upwards with her movements. Pleasure wasn’t enough to describe what Ruby was feeling. Each thrust rubbed and spread her sensitive walls in a way her fingers or toy ever could. Her crush’s shear length and girth being more than she’s dared take. He had to be a least seven inches and Ruby was feeling all of it.

Her body leaned forward and her right arm braced herself against the tree as her hips kept moving. Making her feel even more turned on as she started hearing the vulgar wet sounds of Jaune pounding into her. His hot breath hitting her still exposed nipples only added to the moment.

“Fuck...ah! Jaune this feels great!” She managed to get out before more longer, lustful moans came from her lips.

He wasn’t used to hearing Ruby curse, or making any of these noises for that matter. It only added to his fire. Yeah he felt good but he definitely wanted to make her feel even better. He tightened his grip on her and started thrusting even harder. Earning ‘eeps’ and ‘ahhh’ frequently. Jaune couldn’t help but watch Ruby leave a trail of her own slick juices as he could feel himself kiss against the entrance of her womb. A grimm could pop out of nowhere right now and he wouldn’t care. He was going to fuck Ruby until she was satisfied.

Satisfaction was met at least fifteen thrusts ago. Ruby felt like her grip on the tree could wrip the bark off of it right now. She had stopped trying to suppress the urge to moan and did it freely with every subtle shift Jaune made inside her. All of her concentration was put into lasting as long as she could, which was far easier said than done. Practically every other thrust grinder just right across the girl’s sensitive clit to the point she could feel the energy in her body threatening to burn out. Even Jaune could notice her hip movements progressively getting sloppier.

“Cum whenever you’d like!” Jaune wasn’t sure if he said for himself or to Ruby. Hopefully one would lead to the other in due time.

“You first!” Ruby said with a bite in her voice that was almost nonexistent. She didn’t know why but something told her to look downwards while she continued riding him. The boy’s eyes were almost mesmerized by the orbs of flesh jiggling in front of him. Ruby was having enough trouble handling the boy but this was about to make her feel like she was soaring.

Jaune opened his mouth and latched onto Ruby’s right nipple again. Her whole body felt like it had basically shut down after receiving rather ravenous licks. Her mouth opened but no words came out as she began to melt with pleasure. Too overwhelmed to move, Jaune leaned forward until she was on her back screaming as he kept pumping powerful strokes into her. Ruby’s back arched and her limbs wrapped around him while his mouth stayed busy on her chest. Her inner walls started to spasm relentlessly until Jaune could barely think. He could keep himself reaching his limit.

“I can’t go any longer!”

Ruby held on to him tightly. “Inside! I want all of you!

He couldn’t find it in himself to deny her request. Jaune thrusted into Ruby four more times before he couldn’t hold back anymore. Ruby’s blushes darkened as she felt Jaune unload inside of her, tipping over the edge once again. Her body shuddered violently and milked Jaune of everything he had to give. She felt every twitch and spurt into which only aided in riding out her orgasm. Any strength Jaune had to support himself had left his body. He didn’t want to lady on top of Ruby but he found himself doing that exact thing.

Ruby watched the boy fall forward on top of her. His chest heaving in synch with hers. ‘He’s lighter than I expected.’ Ruby combined his hair through her fingers. He wasn’t the only one feeling exhausted. Ruby would not have mind staying like this forever. It was taking a lot of strength to not pass out; that would be bad for a number of reasons. It took even more strength to not pour her heart out to him right now.

Jaune somehow managed to lift his head from the girl’s soft chest and looked at her, still completely drained. “Still stressed?”

“Is it wrong I wanna say yes for the fun of it?” Ruby chuckled. “What about you?”

“If I wasn’t tired from traveling then I’d still be moaning your name.”

“Oh, well then...hehe.” It was hard to look at him. “I’m glad I could make you feel that way.”

Ruby tried her best not to overreact or ruin this moment. Her head was swimming with feelings for him to the point she wondered how the words ‘I love you’ didn’t come out when he was giving her the most intense orgasm of her life.

It was a little frustrating to say the least. But that changed the moment she felt his hand grab ahold of hers. Jaune had gotten on his hands and knees right over her and rested his forward right on Ruby’s. She couldn’t help but get lost in those pools of blue for a moment.

“Ruby…?”

“Y...Yes….?” The gentleness of his voice has stolen away all of her confidence.

“I….” he chewed on his lip for a moment to calm his anxiety. “I don’t think I can say it yet, but I hope you know that…” Jaune looked away from Ruby’s eyes. She could feel his hands tremble.

He might not have said it but Ruby’s heart skipped a beat nonetheless. Their feelings were mutual. Ruby reached for his face.

“Jaune, look at me.” She waited patiently before his eyes focused on her again. “Take all the time you need. Until then, I just won’t say it either.” Ruby flashed a smile, “don’t wanna add unnecessary stress right?”

“Stress is the last thing you give me.” Jaune said quietly, as if he was telling her a secret.

Ruby slightly tilted her head up and Jaune read the message clearly, pressing his lips against hers. As far as Ruby was concerned, she could wait a lifetime to hear Jaune say those three special words. She could hear it loud and clear with this kiss, and the many more to come.

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #renora #rwby lancaster #rwby ships

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sonofabludger · 4 years

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“GUYS, MOVE!” she yelled as Blake flung them into the ship. Yang twisted them at the last second to take the brunt of the hit.

“OOF,” she grunted, the heavy impact to the airship wall forced all the air from her body. The pain momentarily stunned her and it felt an eternity before she could manage to draw a rattling, shuddered breath. After a few more ragged attempts, she realized the slight weight on top of her wasn’t making it any easier.

“Y-Yang,” it gasped.

“I-I’m o-ok. Here.”

She stayed completely still as her body slowly returned from the shock, dissipating the paralyzing pain with an ache she felt to her bones. Yang didn’t dare yet move as she assessed her body. A quick scan indicating she was all there - well, as much as she’d started the day with. Groaning, she forced open her eyes to find the metal appendage. It was then she was able to check on her precious cargo. Sweaty black hair hid the face planted in her chest and she felt the frantic breathing from the torso her arms were wrapped around. She had her. “Are - are you alright?”

“No!,” came the muffled yell of anguish from above her. Her partner rolled off and to her feet, looking at her accusingly. “How can you even SAY that? How can you when we promised to be a team? To protect each other? What happened to no more leaving???”

Yang felt a pang of guilt, but it also reminded her of the sickening panic she’d felt. She could only offer meekly “You couldn’t see it or respond in time. I didn’t see any other option. It almost bit you, and I’ve done it before…”

“A Teryx in a hailstorm of Grimm is nothing like a single Nevermore while surrounded by backup! And I know you were out of dust, Yang Xiao Long - don’t you dare lie to me! You would have died holding open those jaws and if I hadn’t found an angle to swoop you out of there -” a sob was the only thing that escaped. Blake was shaking.

The blonde managed to rise and began advancing slowly toward her distraught partner. She didn’t want Blake to feel cornered, but the brawler couldn’t stand seeing her like this. Raising a non-threatening hand she softly offered, “I’m sorry I’m not more sorry… I couldn’t just watch it take you from me like that. If it would have taken you from me,” she felt her own tears rising, “I would have died all the same.”

They stared at one another, desperately trying to hold back an onslaught of tears. “You think I wouldn’t feel the same? Yang, I’m not going anywhere without you.”

‘Well then, I guess we’re always going to have to catch one another.”

“Well,” she huffed, “technically, I’m the catch since I swept you off your feet.”

Momentarily speechless at the joke, the blonde felt herself reddening and nervously scratched her head. Blake’s features softened into a watery wry grin as her partner’s eyes looked anywhere but back at her.

“I - it’s not - you should know -”

“OH MY GOD YOU FREAKING IDIOTS!”

The pair jumped. They had completely forgotten the other occupants of the vehicle. An extremely irritated Schnee was stalking toward them, fire in her eyes.

“I’M TIRED OF IT. THIS ENDS NOW.”

Blake and Yang shared a look of insane confusion.

“Weiss, what in the world -”

“Can it, Xiao Long. I’m done. If you won’t grow a pair and kiss her, I will!”

She had never been so thrown in her entire life. It was like her brain froze for a solid 5 seconds as she tried to stammer out a response, but she could give none. Weiss stared at her expectantly until it was clear Yang was going to argue. With a sigh, the Ice Queen grabbed the equally immobile faunus by the face and smashed their lips together.

Blake yelped. The kiss wasn’t romantic or possessive, but it was certainly no peck. When Weiss finally pulled away, she put her hand on her hip and glared at the brawler. Nora’s hammer fell to the floor. The entire airship was dead silent. Blake was whiter than her outfit. Yang had forgotten how to blink.

“There. Proof that she doesn’t turn into a toad or something. Now get on with it before I have to kiss you, too.”

Amethyst eyes stared at her in horror before gradually finding her partner touching her lips in shock. Pools of gold slowly rose from examining her fingertips to meet Yang’s. What she saw there… the openness, the wonder, a recognition. Something in her snapped. In two short steps, she had the smaller woman wrapped tightly in her arms, but a fraction of a breath away from her. Not quite there. Just far enough so Blake would know it was still a question.

Blake closed the space between them.

The world’s most sinfully soft lips were on her, offering a quiet ‘yes’ as Yang’s heart beat faster than a hummingbird. She was sure her partner could feel it beating out of her chest. Happy and nervous, the brawler fought to contain her desire to devour the girl before her as she kept her lips tentative. Feeling a small smile and tiny laugh, she knew she wasn’t hiding how much she wanted this. Blake could always read her too well.

Hands were suddenly on the back of her head, reeling her in. The faunus girl was kissing her with gusto and passion - Yang could only answer in kind. They only parted when they ran out of breath.

She pulled back to see her own feelings purely reflected in the beautiful eyes she was so lucky to meet that first day in the forest. Blake was like oxygen or water - she was essential. And they needed one another. Looking over her partner, Yang couldn’t help the giddy lovestruck grin that formed.

“Um… Yang…?”

They’d forgotten their audience again. Great. The raven beauty laughed again as they both turned to their friends.

Ruby looked very much as if she’d rather her semblance was a cocoon. Weiss rolled her eyes and returned to the other side of the ship murmuring something that distinctly sounded like ‘useless lesbians’ while Nora yelped and pounced on Ren. Weiss paused to give her an odd look.

“Keep your weird lips away! Ren and I have already kissed - he doesn’t need your voodoo magic!”

The look on Weiss’s face was absolutely priceless.

Yang nuzzled her head into Blake’s collarbone. “I think we owe her a solitary spa day.”

“No, no. She’ll need a week after everything we all put her through.”

“Whatever my Queen desires,” the blonde smirked.

The faunus hummed. “I’m the only queen you better be answering to, now.”

“She might be ‘Our Highness’, but you’ve earned the far better title of ‘Your Hotness’.”

“GET. A. ROOM!”

#midnight writes #my fanfic #i have no idea what possessed me.#bumbleby #blake belladonna #something like this in canon might break every ship in the ocean #rwby #ficlet #yang xiao long #bumblebee #bmblb #suffering weiss

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Motion Sickness Chapter 66

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I was sprinting through the woods at night. An unbearable pain in my chest. I slid to a stop and ripped my clothes off to see something massive worming its way around in my stomach. I took the edge of Crocea Mors to my body and screamed as I tried to cut it out of me.

A massive rolling Grimm masked worm flopped out of my chest from the gaping wound I'd cut in my side. It looked up at me with a pleased look.

It was killing me.

I was going to die and that would be preferable to this. This agony was too much for anyone to bear.

I woke up still on top of the building I passed out on top of. I felt like shit. My chest was crusty with blood and Neo… I felt like crying. My mistake had fucked her up. I'd need to find her and apologize.

I grimaced and pulled myself to my feet. I covered myself as best as I could then started a long painful march to Seventh Heaven. I tried not to draw much attention but I was a tall bleeding figure. I got looks. There was nothing I could do about that.

At least the mission had been a success. The White Whale was gone when I woke up. At the bottom of the harbor. And it hadn't exploded and destroyed the docks which was a nice plus.

The plan had technically been a success. But only in a technical sense.

I dragged myself into Seventh Heaven with a chiming of bells.

Jasper was there wiping down the counter.

"Cloud!"

"Jasper." I returned easily. "How was Neo?"

"She was fine within a few hours. She left. Not sure where to. But what about you? You're hurt!"

"He got a good shot off on me. It won't happen again. I need to find Neo. I need to tell her I'm sorry."

"I think she knows," Jasper countered. She pulled a medical kit from behind the bar.

"Doesn't matter. She's been all I've had. And I almost got her killed."

"I told you she was fine. She walked it off. Where have you been?"

"Sleeping it off. Taurus put a hole in me."

She started trying to pull my clothes and armor off. I jerked back away from her. I didn't even really mean to.

"Let me help you," she pleaded.

"After I find out where Neo is. She might have gone back to our hotel."

I pulled my scroll out and sent her a message.

Where are you? I'm at Seventh Heaven.

I waited a few moments and got a message back from her address.

!!!omw

I sighed. Neo was not a talker, even through text where she could have been. It was a touch annoying but I was glad she was alright.

"We told her you were fighting Taurus. I think she went looking for you," Jasper said. "We thought you died."

"Almost. I'm still kicking around though," I shot back. I kicked a barstool to prove my point. It aggravated my chest wounds. Ah, that was the stuff.

"Still think you can beat him?" She fired.

"Give me a few days to recover and definitely. I won't make the same mistakes again. I gave him an edge over me. I handed him the power he needed to win. His semblance surprised me. It won't work twice," I promised.

And it wouldn't. It had been an odd interaction of our powers but it had only happened because I'd gone for the blade beam. Any other Limit Break would have caused things to play out in my favor. Or closer to it. He wouldn't have had that devastating slice.

Jasper was unrelenting. She pulled and tugged at my clothes, she was determined to get a look at where I was cut.

"Come on. Let me take a look at you. Let's get you cleaned up."

"You got a shower here?" I asked.

She nodded and took my hand and started to guide me. I stripped out of my clothes and armor before she'd even left the room, leaving her blushing but I was too tired to care.

I hopped in the shower and the water burned against my chest wound. It wasn't a particularly deep laceration, it hadn't opened my abdomen like some other wounds I'd had before, and it was located just above the bottom of my rib cage to the right side.

I hissed under the hot water as it started to undo the blood clot and clean the wound. I bled a lot into that small shower. The water ran red for a long long time.

I popped back out and put my trousers back on. I came down to where Jasper had the medical kit.

"Think you have stuff to sew me back together in there?" I asked her. I stood shirtless in her bar. She stared for a moment before she opened it and rifled through it. She withdrew her medical line, tweezers, scissors, and a needle.

I propped myself up and wiped my chest down with alcohol wipes and then I started to sew myself back up.

That was when Neo came rushing in. She took me in for a moment.

"Neo…" I paused. She just stared at me. "Neo, I'm so sorry my explosive got you hurt. I've been running it through in my head and I have no idea when I made the mistake but it must have been somewhe-"

She walked up and tried to put her arms around me. Her arms weren't long enough to get all the way around me. I sighed into her touch. I felt the feeling of our bare skin against one another's. It was warm despite her chilling aura.

I relaxed into the touch and shuddered once against the cold of her aura. Goosebumps ran down my arms and back at her touch. Her exposed stomach and cleavage ran against my waist.

"Sorry," I breathed. "Sorry."

I had paused mid sewing myself back up. I continued once she backed away. I dabbed at the still bleeding wound with a cloth as I worked to keep my eyes free and my hands mostly clean of blood.

There was a growing pile of bloodied bandages and cloths next to me on one of the bar stools near where I leaned.

Neo and Jasper both watched me work until I put the last knot in the wire and pulled the wound tightly closed. I gasped a little in pain.

"Hopefully this reaches you that you're not invincible," Jasper said.

"I didn't need another reminder of that."

"But you're still going to fight Taurus?"

"Got to now. It's fucking on now. The gloves are off."

"You should have had them off to begin with."

"I made a mistake."

Neo took a Cosmo Canyon she ordered by pulling on my arm and splashed it against my chest. The alcohol burned and I hissed.

I glared at her. But she just leaned on one palm and smiled at me. I figured she was allowed a little of that considering what I put her through. Maybe I deserved it more than a little. I had to clean myself off of the sticky liquid again. I threw all the bandages and cloths and alcoholic wipes I'd accumulated away.

I put my huntsman clothes and armor back on. I strapped my harness and sword back to my back. In a week or so I'd be right as rain. But for now I needed to act like I was as hurt as I was.

"They confiscated and probably impounded my bike Neo. My bike, my precious, precious bike," I bemoaned.

She only laughed at me in silence. A shuffling of her shoulders and a wide open smile. She was grinning the entire time. She was happy that I was alive. She'd been worried. She tried to cover it by tormenting me but I saw through it a little. Only a little though. The rest was on to how she was a sadist.

"Thank you Jasper." I slid her back her medical kit across the counter after putting everything away in it.

I'd need to repair my huntsman clothes. They'd been torn in the fight. We could find a place that could fix or repair it, though. It would just take time. "And let me know if you see Taurus again. I've got a blood score to settle with him, now."

Might as well add his to my list of names I was constantly looking out for.

"You're really serious about fighting him again after what he did to you?"

"He got lucky," I countered.

" You got lucky," she countered back

"I did, but he got lucky first. That's how he won. In the luck race he got to the finish line first. I'll get him the next time we fight, just wait and see."

"If you say so. I think you should avoid him."

"Enough about that. What's been going down since I was out?" I asked.

"Well the unions are in action. Schnee will have to make concessions now. He's got no reserves of dust. Well, not as many and he knows that they are not safe and they're dwindling," Jasper said. She wiped some of my blood off the counter with a disinfectant wipe.

At least I knew this place was that hygienic.

"He'll need his workers back to work to keep up with local demand. He can't afford not to. He doesn't have any other customers what with the embargo and all. He's losing money fast as it is. And he has competitors. He'll have to give us something."

"Is that where Bisque and Wenge are?" I wondered.

"They're leading the charge with the strikes. Avalanche needs to be seen at the forefront of things if we want to be major players."

"Politics," I grumbled. "I'd rather be stabbed in the chest."

"You know what? You're lucky you're cute because that shit wouldn't fly with anybody else."

"Who says anything about being cute?" I asked.

"Don't be bratty," she said, leaning on the counter.

"I'm serious," I said.

"At least take it easy for the next few days," she said. "Promise me that."

"I make no promises. Anything could happen. But yeah, I probably will. Keep an eye out for Taurus for me."

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To be honest I was in quite a bit of pain. I'd taken some ibuprofen but it only seemed to bed the beast down and not so much actually able to put it to sleep. It was still rearing to clip at me. Nipping at my heels as I made my way around.

Plus they'd taken my bike so I had no wheels which meant Neo and I were walking to the seamstress where they could repair my shirt. Walking and in pain. And I had no one to complain to besides Neo who would probably just get a kick out of it my distress. Especially considering what I put her through. I deserved that.

I needed to get my hands on some real painkillers. That meant talking to Aurum and getting up to Atlas.

I took a gondola up to the floating island and got my shirt fixed up before I made my way to The Den and through its usual din. It only took an hour or two of waiting to get my shirt fixed up.

I wasn't sure how Aurum basically lived in all that noise twenty-four seven like he seemed to. I wasn't sure how he wasn't deaf.

He greeted me with a shallow wave to come over. I plopped down on the couch and let out a groan of pain as I rattled my ribcage in the process.

"I need painkillers," I told Aurum. "I'm willing to pay extra for them if you can get them to me fast."

He reached into a pocket and dumped a few pills out on his hand from a little bottle. He handed them to me.

"What's this?" I asked. I handled the round pills for a moment in my palm.

"Vicodin," he said. "I'll get you some more. This was just from my personal stash and what I had on me."

I took the pills with no water. I groaned as I did. That was that good shit. Real dosages of painkillers was what I needed.

"What happened to you?" He asked.

"I lost a fight," I confessed. "Ass end of an ass kicking and all that."

"To who?" He wondered.

"Adam fucking Taurus."

"Ah that makes sense."

"It does?" I asked.

"He's one of the few people in town that could give you a figurative bloody nose," he spoke over the noise of his music.

"Yeah well he got fucking lucky. I'll kill him next time," I said.

"Next time, hmm?" He made a questioning noise.

"Add him to my list. I want to catch him and kill him." He nodded at that and I could see him mentally do so. It was good for his business anyways.

"I heard Schnee's ship went down full of cargo. Was that you?" He asked.

"It was." I said. I sighed. Those were strong painkillers and someone brought me a whole pill bottle of them. I forked over a few hundred Lien in exchange. I could already feel them working. That was that good stuff. They were relaxing me.

Just because I'd been hurt worse on no painkillers didn't mean I relished the experience. Maybe I wanted to be able to relax and not feel like I was dying.

He laughed at me and I managed a weak glare.

I groaned and waned in and out of consciousness in the lair of drug lord who I would argue was kind of a friend. How things change. If you'd told me I would be in this position back at Beacon I would have laughed in your face.

Well maybe not. I'd had no confidence back then.

But then a lot of shit had happened to me since freshman year. I found out I was a failed experiment who only got passed around on the off chance that they succeeded.

I had the relic of knowledge still on my belt. It was secured to my person at all times. I considered asking it when the pain would fucking stop for good. It was still there. It was just muted by the Vicodin.

"Can I get you a drink?" Aurum asked.

"Should I mix alcohol and these kinds of painkillers?" I shot back.

"I always do," he said. "It's a fucking trip."

"Fuck it," I said. "Something straight and hard, if you please."

He ordered himself a screwdriver and me a few shots of vodka.

I took two of them and the room began to slouch. I was starting to feel a lot less shitty.

I sighed into the comfortable couch. Even with the music at such a high level I might just pass out. I waned in and out of consciousness in a way that was completely different to the way I'd done that on Hyper. On Hyper it had been all rush, making things a blur and making me wax and wane. On this it was all drowsiness so that I was just on the edge of falling asleep constantly.

"Fucking Taurus."

"What's that?"

"Taurus. He fucking cheated. I handed him the power to win and he nearly cut me in half. Luckily I had armor. I can't believe shit went down like that. I should have killed him. He just absorbed my attack. Must have been his semblance. Semblances are bullshit."

"I'm told you have quite the doozy of a semblance. That's just what I heard at least. You ripped into the prisoner transport like it was a tin can."

"Maybe. It's just bullshit when somebody else does, too. It's unfair. I'm going to pass out here for a bit." I leaned my head down onto the couch cushions.

I was straight off to dreamland despite the wump-wump-wump of the music in the place.

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-WG

#adam taurus #rwby #ff7 #ffvii #motion sickness #cloud strife #jaune arc #neo #neapolitan #ruby rose x jaune arc x weiss schnee #war of the roses #white rose #whiterose #whiteknight #white knight #lancaster #jessie rasberry #cloud!jaune arc #sephiroth!jaune arc

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