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poisoned-pearls · 2 months

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PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT YOUR FANKIDS THEY ARE SO CUTE.... do they have unique magic?? what are their family dynamics (with their parents, grandparents, etc.)???

AH OKAY SOOO- I have quite a few (I’ll tag them all so you can scroll through their tags- despite not having an organized blog I do have it organized for them) BUT I shall focus on Nami, Enzi, Faraja and Viv because. I’m in a mood for my girls rn-/lh

Nami is an only child, spoiled to hell and back by Azul because look at that man. He was made to be a girl dad spoiling them. She can do no wrong to them and they will defend her and her actions until the end of time. BUT she is the more generous kind of spoiled (if she likes you. If she doesn’t then get slapped by octopus tentacle motherfucker-) where she will give you something like that because she’d always just get another one

she’s the only one to have a fully thought out um (because god why do they take so much brainpower to think of)- Sirens Song. If she wills it, she can use her voice as a tool of mass hypnotism. This ability goes as far as her voice does, so as long as you are in earshot of her voice, you are susceptible. (Which sucks for beastmen with good hearing)

in general though she is very close with both of her dads and admires both of them to an absurd degree. She wants to be just like them, if not better. She is ADORED on Azul’s side (because in my lore, octo babies are RARE. You will only ever probably have one, or maybe two if you are insanely lucky. It ties into their magical prowess) but on Jamil’s side it’s basically just Najma and Jaddah, but she barely sees her (in my lore Jamil’s mom isn’t a bad person, she just was stuck in a bad situation and was very mentally unwell. Jamil and Najma were both ripped from her arms right after she gave birth and it messed her up. Jamil let her hold baby Nami and she cried)

(Design wise she pulls from Ariel and Vanessa. And a bit of jasmine)

Enzi is also technically an only child, but it’s only ever been her and ruggie. She was quite literally plucked off of the street and she’s been with him ever since. She grew up side by side with Faraja, constantly having play dates and such. But overall, she just, loves her dad. They’re a lot more like friends then a normal parent kid dynamic because ruggie understands that as she gets older she wants more respect (and hyena gender roles come in a bit). He taught her things from his culture though (HISPANIC RUGGIEEEE-) and she is fully considered apart of their community. Even if she’s a grey hyena in a sea of blonde and brown.

Faraja is… oh god she is my angst baby. I’m so sorry girl- she is an only child as well. I swear I didn’t mean for this to happen- her other parent.. isn’t in the picture. One day she was at Leona’s doorstep with a note saying she was his, and a week later, after the tests went through, she was. Cursed with being a bastard in a royal family (despite how fucking upset about it Leona was and how much he fought her treatment) she was basically ostracized from the rest of the family except for farena’s wife and Cheka. Leona loves her though. She never got a royal budget so he works as a local magical history professor and gives her his budget instead. Her hair is used throughout her storyline to express her feelings and I have a post detailing some of her angst

Vivienne is Not an only child, she has her brother, Emil- and she’s a musician (a la Taylor swift- said somewhat jokingly) but she only started performed when she was 16, because Vil was absolutely not going to have her have the same childhood he did. Instead she was tossed over to rook and taken out hunting. She has a crossbow in her skirt enchanted to compress at all times. She’s close with her little brother (tho he is annoying. Like all siblings) and she’s pretty close with both of her parents. (She also loves her gf Faraja which was a uh. Shock for Vil, at first.)

#AUAGH OKAY #Faraja kingscholar #Nami ashengrotto #vivienne schoenheit #Emil schoenheit #Enzi bucchi #Malick draconia #Mallerie draconia #Neo shroud #Ellie felmier #Samir Al asim #Tamaki leech #There is also my florid twins but they are uh. UNNAMED

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spiritofjustice · 16 days

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If you’re still doing the character ask game maybe Apollo or Athena???

Send me a character and I’ll list:

I will always accept more of these, I love talking KRKJF So thank you! I'll do both of them.

Apollo:

Favorite thing about them: I know it kind of applies to all the MCs, but he is sooo... cringefail. And I love that about him. Like idk he's just so sweaty and vaguely unwell all the time and I think it's charming that he's constantly convincing himself he's Totally Cool Totally Fine Just Absolutely Fine. I also like that he can't help but be kinda mean. Not that he is a mean character, just that he has the most shit-tier filter when it comes to talking to people. I love how often he says shit he shouldn't to people, it's funny as hell to me. I love him Least favorite thing about them: He's really boring until Spirit of Justice. At least to me personally. He's like cardboard in AJ, and I don't... care about his arc at all in DD lol. Spirit of Justice may have slapped another backstory onto this bitch, and while it's silly, I think it works the best because now at least we have SOME understanding of his background. And I like his dynamics with the Khura'in crew a lot. Favorite line: idk... I don't really pay mind to people's lines. But the bit in Turnabout for Tomorrow where he says he finally trusts Athena is fun. I also like that bit in 6-5: "If you committed a crime, you'd better be ready to do the time. Be you a priest, a saint, a queen or a god." That goes pretty hard. Like bro he fucking rules during Turnabout Revolution it's crazy, he's the star of that trial for sure. The star he should've been in this trilogy all along. brOTP: Him and Athena are iconic together. I like him and Trucy for sure, but Athena really brings out some great stuff in his personality. They are so damn funny together, and you really get the impression they care about each other a lot despite the constant teasing and the rivalry. OTP: I generally don't ship Apollo with anyone because I headcanon him as aroace, but if I was going to pick a ship, I like Justicykes, I admit. I think it could be a cute ship and they already have a terrific dynamic together. But yeah. nOTP: Since I already said Nahyuta/Apollo when I did Yuty's, I guess barring ships like him and Trucy which are a given for me, I don't really care for Klavier/Apollo because I feel they have no chemistry. Like. At all. Like for anything KRKJFN The writing between them in AA4 is so Nothing to me, so idk, I just don't see it. It's not a bad ship and I understand why people like it, but it didn't click with me-- but it probably also didn't click because I don't particularly like Klavier to begin with. I don't think he's very interesting. Random headcanon: Uhhh idk! Let's see... I do headcanon Apollo as a trans man, and since I also headcanon Yuty as trans, I guess like... I like the idea of them playing games as boys when they were kids because they don't have the language or knowledge to understand why neither of them are particularly happy with being viewed as girls, so it was a little secret thing that they encouraged for each other because it made them happy. They understood when no one else did. And then they reunite 15 years later, see the other has transitioned, and thinks, "That explains a lot" lol. Unpopular opinion: His SOJ backstory is stupid as fuck but I actually also think it's great and the best thing they've done with his backstory so far, especially since they have continued to not tell Apollo and Trucy that they're siblings (though yes, I know, the ending of SOJ implies Thalassa and Phoenix are finally going to tell them). It's the first time I had a good grasp on his background, and I think his dynamic with Dhurke, Nahyuta, and Datz is legit great. Song I associate with them: I don't think I've ever thought about it. Everything is Fine by Qbomb could be good for him, but it's also very intense, probably too much even for him. But I'll go with that. Favorite picture of them: I love his grin, it's adorable

Athena:

Favorite thing about them: Her personality!!! I love how bombastic she is, I love how much emotion they put into her animations and everything. I love how much she cares about people, she's so ride or die and hardworking even when people underestimate her or look down on her. It makes her a really endearing character. I worried if I'd like her when I first started DD, but she's honestly awesome. She's my favorite protag from the new trilogy, though Apollo is not very far behind. Least favorite thing about them: I wish she wasn't so young sometimes. Like I find it weird that the newer games veer so much towards people becoming lawyers fresh out of high school, and even for someone as smart as her, I'm just like... you can't make her 20 at least or something? And I feel like the only reason she's even 18 in DD is because the assistant characters have to be a teen girl. Like. Yknow lol.

I also thought it was kind of annoying how 6-4 kept pushing her being a kid when basically nobody ever talked to her like that before. It felt like they just needed more conflict so threw in suddenly everyone being like "she's just a little BABY GIRL who doesn't KNOW NOTHIN" and I thought it was a touch lame. But not too intrusive, really. At least someone started recognizing she's young as hell, lol. Favorite line: Everything she says is iconic. How am I supposed to pick. Yeah I honestly don't know lol brOTP: Her and Simon are legendary together. Their dynamic is so fuckin funny and endearing to me. It's one of the highlights of DD and the highlight of Turnabout Storyteller. I never knew her and Blackquill were connected before I played DD, albeit I basically never saw anything new trilogy content so it surprised me, but I love them. The siblings of all time OTP: Justicykes, I guess? idk. I don't really ship for her. I'm not even certain what my headcanons for her sexuality are to begin with. I could see her as a lesbian, but I could see her as pan, but I could see her as aro, so on. Her and Juniper is cute too, I just feel like their dynamic isn't fleshed out enough, but that's kinda par for the course in DD. But I can vibe with it. nOTP: Her and Blackquill romantically. Like sorry, but you have fundamentally misunderstood their dynamic. I feel strongly about that. I can't explain it, but it really feels like it misses the point of their dynamic and what makes the dynamic great, but idk. Also it's just Weird for a lot of reasons. Random headcanon: (guy who makes every character he likes trans voice) I Think She's Trans. Also love her being taller than Apollo, I'll go with that hc like the rest of us. Unpopular opinion: I dunno. I think she's a mixed bag to a lot of people because of how DD pivoted so aggressviely away from AA4's vision and direction, which makes it tough for me to determine what an unpopular opinion with her would be, beyond that, like, she really needs her own game. I'd say DD is her game, but we need one where she's in the driver's seat and leading the story on her own. I don't want to see Phoenix or Apollo helping her anymore I'm sick of it KRKF

No clue if that's unpopular though, lol. Song I associate with them: I got nothin', sorry. Favorite picture of them: I like her angy sprite, it's cute.

#dyelwi #asks #Psy's replies #aa tag #headcanons tag #long post #thanks for sending!

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iron-sides · 1 year

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HI HELLO i have One small request, could you give me some desertduo fic recs? (like besides yours bc i just all of yours and it made me even Worse) im Unwell abt them

ok i assume u mean like in the life series since all my desertduo fics are life series but !!! i will also be suggesting grand opening of our hearts by @funkily just because well . its sweet i love gay people and fake dating what can i say ?

anyway here are some of my favs !! um heads up every fic i link you today most likely will be at least a little bit slash are because altho the romance isnt what interests me wrt desertduo it is like. very integral to my interpretation of their dynamic as tumblr user mcyt once said. they fucked in that cactus ring. also im sorting these into two categories namely works that make me crazyyy and man that fic sure is fun :) <- lying

works that make me crazyyy: (stuff that indirectly or otherwise inspired my own takes on these fuckers, iirc theyre all canon compliant or the canon setting) um . all of these come with a blanket warning for the canonical end of third life taken to its dramatic saddest including the fight in the cactus ring and grian killing himself, even if none of these per se involve anyone actually permanently dying they definitely get dark 👍 read the tags lol

fireworks exploding in the distance (this writer is just really good in general (altho i couldnt find a tumblr sadly) but this is my favorite lol) its soooooo well um yousee. scarian and grians resistance or otherwise to being touched (explodes)

when the tether snaps the anchor sinks by @eeriefeelingsat3amuwu listen dl!desert duo is sooo interesting to me and i just think this is a really interesting exploration of what the fuck is wrong with them

ashes by @raichett is like ok so first off this whole series is great im user subbed to this author but 2 im so obsessed w this fic i think about it constantly likeee. grian and guilt is such an interesting sort of Thing to me right like he does all this stuff and then he feels sooo guilty . and then he does it again anyway. i want to study him anyway !!! great fic :)

now okay so @sparxwrites sparxwrites is a rec as is because wow !!!! like you can tell when a person has had years to hone their class and sparx clearly has- beware of nsfw tho cos it definitely abounds lol. specific sparx recs, like, my favorites would be here i am, again which is just. its an au where grian and scar win together and this goes exactly as well as you expect :( also! yours were the arms (that the whole world was in) is a last life fic a mumscarian polyamory negotiations fic and its just really good ! i really liked it lol im not much of a last life girly but theres something to the way all these characters so clearly know each other better than we know them thats sooo good and its only 1231 words so its not too long to read in an afternoon so like go read it ! and then come !!!! about it with me bc its sooooooooooo well i dont even know how to say it or i would its great tho

ok now for fics thats are ust !! :) <- mostly they are less :) and more :(( but shhh these are slightly less thinky but no less mwah !! (+ less warnings (still read the tags) + they lean more romantic)

mad scientists can be a little hot. as a treat. by @romanocheese this is exactly what it sounds like, takes place just after grians triple kill w the tnt minecart in third life

coliseum by @artanogon is a steampunk au where pretty much everyone save dogwarts is allied trying to bring down the red king ! unfinished but the tension is sooo high like. the mystery, the suspense, ive literally watched third life i know how this ends and yet here i am on the edge of my seat waiting for each update !!

my heart has been half asleep all my life is a series by @sciencechicken + if i was reccing one fic from it that would be i dont think i could stand to be where you dont see me which is a double life fic that definitely belongs in the other category (grian assumes after scar spent all of DL episode 1 ignoring him that he doesnt want to be soulmates) however since im reccing the full series (its all so good im subscribed to it lol) + the literal second fic is vampire scar/blood drinking/making out... im putting it here lol but its really wonderful i enjoy it greatly

friend of the devil by @mochiwrites and @idioddyssey ok all of the series mochi does are great but this is the one im currently avoiding reading the latest update on because i am soooo invested and i have a terrible feeling something is about to happen . :((( regarding well i shant say because spoilers like i know its gonna be great im just nervous lmao anyway its a mumscarian crime au and it is a delight to read ! recently it has featured tubbo as scars office aide and also well i shant say (spoilers etc) but yeah very fun i really enjoy it :D

l'appel du vide by @pixelfun20 is basically what if grian right after winning 3l was plopped into hermitcraft! i just really enjoy this kind of premise tbh it hasnt been updated since last june sadly but its. a lighter???? read than what else is here! well maybe not lighter but fewer people die iirc

and last but not least: @atherix midnight series which is soooooo like well ok so its mumscarian kind of like fantasy au? featuring vampire mumbo socerer/elf scar and whatever the fuck is up with grian and well ok i am rooting for it to become mumbo/scar/grian/cub actually because well. read and find out? but just trust me ok this series is one of my favorites of the ones im currently following bc of the way it sets up and then pays off conflict-- like, grian'll do something i wont specify due to spoilers and immediately i know that by the time the fic is done there is going to be SUCH a nice catharsis about this !! also the plot of the dsmp is just kind of like playing out as a sidequest for scars adopted son tubbo which i love <- former dsmp girly moment

ok i lied im also gonna plug mochi's series solem et lunam really fast because i like it !! basically grian is the sun god mumbo is the moon god they have a forbidden romance until the unthinkable happens (read the tags !!) OKAY ACTUALLY BYE THIS TIME

#answered asks #HI AXE #btw sorry if anyone i tagged in this didnt want to be tagged just let me know and ill happily untag u :] i typically avoid tagging ppl bc #they might not want to be but im a nosy bitch wrt ppl talking abt my writing so i thought others might be as well lmao #fic recs #ficposting #sorry if this is a lot axe i am severely mentally ill !!#my thots

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acearadiamegido · 10 months

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@rosenmarille Ooooo boy no bingo here but still

infodump under the cut!

-making it fucked up: I THINK they can flip blackrom sometimes. as a treat. they are both so sweet and so kind and they complement each other SO well. but that is only because they are diametrically opposed in some ways! i’ve elaborated on this point more in some other posts i think, but aradia finds comfort in independence, and often distance. she was forced for sooo much of her story to take action and be the hand that guides the timeline even in ways that she may find personally distasteful. and as a result she gets to the end of homestuck and she renounces all action and all responsibility for anything that happens because, well. she’s sick of it! it is SO much to put on her little 13 year old shoulders.

meanwhile jade wants soooo desperately to act, and to connect with the world around her. she wants to fix things! she wants to help her friends! and she is CONSTANTLY prevented from doing either of those things. she’s unconscious, or she’s trapped on an island, or her dog is keeping her out of the ruins, or she’s being mind controlled by an alien. this is ALSO a lot to put on a kid.

anyway they ultimately both value a lot of similar things, but when something goes wrong, i can see them getting into some real fucking conflict about how to handle it! i’ve compared them to ruby and sapphire from steven universe, in the episode where they argue and unfuse. aradia is the one who distances herself from the problem and tries to comfort jade by saying “hey look at the big picture! eventually none of this will matter! we don’t need to worry, or involve ourselves.” because that is comforting to HER. but to jade that sounds so cold and uncaring! to her, there’s a problem that they could potentially be working to FIX and aradia just wants them to sit there and do nothing?? that feels selfish. it also feels like a threat to her agency, because she’s never been given the option to get involved before! jade wants to finally take her chance get right into the thick of things and do her part to make everything better. which, to aradia, is lowkey threatening to HER agency! she doesn’t want to be tied down to the results of whatever happens, or be held responsible for making sure everything comes out okay. because she has always had that pressure on her to be the one to act and to guide things away from disaster.

so when they both get into that space i can totally see their nastier sides coming out. and i think that is very fun and interesting!

-i can make it so stupid: i already have babey. follow my daily doodle blog @autisticaradiamegido for gems such as:

this will also cover the very specific in-my-head scenarios lmao

-thematically delicious: see my AraJade Manifesto

i know i said this on the arasol post but i am also mentally unwell about these 2. this is the ship where i sit in an unlit storage room stringing notes together on a bulletin board. there is so much here

#ask #words #rosenmarille #aradia megido #jade harley #arajade #‘they make me feel INSANE’ no truer words ever spoken

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aprofessionalwithoutstandards · 1 year

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23. Do they like pick up lines? 24.What are their favorite places to kiss on their partner(s)? What are their favorite types of kisses? 27.Who would propose? What would their wedding be like?

forrrr uhhh whoever you feel like talking about I cant pick lol

Let's do swordvan I feel like more swordvan

23: I actually thought a lot abt this one lemme try to explain my thought process: Somewhere, there is a universe where these guys do not work together but still meet somewhere, one of them (probably Demo but Sniper's not out of the question) hits on the other, and they fuck. Whether or not a romantic relationship springs from this fucking is up to them but what I'm trying to say is that a pickup line will not get you a date with Sniper but it will get you a fuck with Sniper. As their relationship stands in, like, regular universe where they do work together, I think it takes them more time to get to that point. I imagine they rlly had to build their relationship up over a lot of friendship bc they're both unwell. Demo will pull stuff like that out to tease Sniper with but that's the extent of it

24: Ohhh I think abt this constantly. I have sooo sososo many ideas that basically boil down to "soft/vulnerable parts" it's abt trust okay that's so huge w both of them. Back of the neck, front of the throat, crook of the elbow, inside of the wrist, belly, thighs, etc... this was too indulgent but I deserve it. They mean a lot to me

27: Mmm idk if I rlly imagine them getting married? I know I just said I don't ever think abt post-canon stuff but I do think about them kinda like. not being quite sure where they're going to go if/when this job ever stops. I think both of them would, secretly, really like to get married, but they're fucked up yknow they don't know if that's something they Should want. Something something internalized homophobia something something parents something something work etc etc... I'd like to do something with this maybe

#ask #anon #tf2 #demo #sniper #swordvan

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meirimerens · 2 years

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ough i love your modern au so much... touch starved daniil and kind hearted artemy...much to think about. do you mind if i draw art for it?

OMG TEEHEE... SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT... 🫂 had so much fun designing them they're so alive in my mind

and go for it omg... i'd be honored... go crazy and be free...

also if you're interested here's burakhovsky lore for this AU, i know not everyone cares about this ship so under the readmore it goes

txt transcription if it's too small:

burakh and dankovsky meet because the stamatins, friends of dankovsky and acquaintances of burakh, have convinced him to host a little party at his place. they insist dankovsky come "since they're here :3" (he doesn't dare ring at the interphone because he cannot remember burakh's name and therefore does not find him on the buttons and ends up texting andrey like "i'm downstairs"). there's quite a lotta people but dankovsky is like This Guy's Place Is Big. he gets an Important Call in the middle of the party and starts looking nervous, at which point burakh asks him what's wrong, dankovsky said he has a call to take and cannot since there's so much noise and people, and burakh lets him into his bedroom (he shoos off like 3 people who had gotten in to talk in peace) to get some quiet. that's how they meet.

now get this

stressed to all Heavens Dankovsky, from his tiny place, from the plumber not coming to fix his shower drain, from not enough light from his small window, from having to stay indoors with winter, from no grant, from broke, etc etc... being nervous and twitchy and irritable to no end, snapping constantly, the stamatwins are used to it. he apologizes profusely to burakh when he does because he knows the guy didn't ask for anything. burakh sticking with him... they're on the sofa rn dankovsky is laying face down and burakh is sitting there.

burakh being like "do you have enough magnesium... you should get some... do you get enough sunlight" and dankovsky is "(exhausted) snarl snarl no i don't" etc... Burakh putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, patting like they're buddies (which they kinda are by this point). dankovsky Tenses.

"ah. you're tense. does this make you uncomfortable? would you rather i stop?"

"... it's just... i'm just not a very touchy person."

"i see."

"..."

"... so, would you rather i stop."

"... i mean if you'd rather keep going i don't care"

"this is literally not about me this is about you."

"... well. i don't mind."

"do you *not mind* as a neutral getting-over-it or do you *not mind* as in you like it enough that you'd rather i keep going."

"..."

"... i like it."

"aight"

-> keeps patting his shoulder (the type of gesture which is Not A Big Deal but Dankovsky is so unwell in the mind that it is to him)

burakh putting on Hypnotist Voice for fun and going "you're feeling soooo relaxed... this sofa is sooo comfortable you feel all your worries melt away in its cushions"

dankovsky snorting laughing like "this is weird dude" (<- he loves it)

#also not hashtag mandatory at all but if you want to tag me. you know. (twirls hair)#neigh (blabbers)#ring ring (answers)#anonymous #>touch starved #you have NO idea how bad it is for him<3 #does the ''only first 5 tags show up in search'' thing still work #bc i wanna tag it for blcklist but i don't want it to show in tags #oh well #burakhovsky #here goes

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palaceofpassion · 3 years

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Tempverse: Episode 1:The Desert Flower

Sooo there is a special reason I’m reposting this.

Alone, that’s how this girl felt, no one in this world to talk to on one to be her friend. Throughout her years she found herself unsociable, unable to start up the simplest of conversations with her peers. She found herself eyed as if she was a strange creature, something that never really belonged. And despite this, despite her constantly being alone, and shying away from others she wanted to belong. Wanted to have a friend, to be with someone who she could be true with. One day, her parents set off, a vacation they had told her they would be back, they said. Leaving her with their neighbors, a house full of young girls they said, she could make friends they told her.

She didn’t believe them, she’d met the girls before, but never did it click. Never did she find herself drawn to them. They however, were nice, they never made fun of her, never joked about her loneliness but she still felt a level of uncomfort near them. But she heard the rumors, there was one more child, a child hidden away because the family was ashamed of him. Or so the nasty talks of the playground children went, she was unsure of how true this was. But she supposed… she would learn whether she wanted to or not.

And learn she did, however… The stories were quite different from the truth. A lone boy, born alone among a total of eight. Sickly and unwell he barely left his bed, but alone he was not. Unlike May who found herself ostracized, even her parents showed little care for her, he was surrounded by warmth and love. Despite his lack of use, he was greeted frequently by his sisters of different types. Despite being weak, he was treated as if he was one of them. Something May didn’t understand, this was not how children acted, they chose to ostracize those different than they. This was not how families treated one another, they rather not it be their problem.

Yet in this house of blondes and browns, she found herself… welcomed? The feeling of uncomfort soon vanished. The boy, he reached out to her, befriended her in a way none other had. And through him, the family grew close. She found herself suddenly wrapped in kindness, pulled into the embrace of a loving home. This boy would be first of many for her, the first to be her friend, a young confidant whom she could be herself. Another was the first she spilled her heart to, the first she considered real family, and a third, the first she would give her heart too. She felt like she could be herself, and the boy had stolen something important. But the fourth was a sense of fear and dread.

There was a time, when the boy's eyes shut, for a day he did not wake. The worst was assumed and the worst they prepared for. Not a single soul left him, all staying near his wake as they held him close. Thankfully the fear would pass, he would awaken fresh and anew. The girl knew that she would never leave his side, so long as she could afford to.

Unfortunately… she was but a young girl. Her fate was yet in her hands. She could not control the flow of time, could not control the will of those that could control hers. One day… she would leave, from Vale to Vacuo, she would travel back to her homeland. Begged and cried she did, but upon deaf ears her pleas fell. The family of ten held her close, they would miss her. The second eldest, she swore this would not be the last they see. That she was sure that destiny would intertwine them together once more. Perhaps there would be a Beacon, a Beacon that could guide them once again? She did not know the meaning of these words at first, but she held them true to her heart.

To the boy though, “I’ll miss you.” He said, holding the girl close. His tears did not fail, even as he struggled to hold her, even as he struggled to leave his domiciliary. He continued to hold, hoping that it was but a dream, that his best friend, his closest confidant wouldn’t depart. But… they both knew this wouldn’t be the case.

“I’ll miss you more…” She followed up, she would miss him, miss him more than she could ever imagine. True to her words, “I will never forget you…” She wouldn’t, his name, his eyes, his hair, his scent, everything about him would remain.

She prayed, prayed that one day they would reunite, that when they did she could take him from his lair, take him from the confines of his self defined prison. She knew how he dreamed of being a knight, but she would be his eyes, his ears, his world. She would take him and see him off, hoping that one day they could be together once more.

“We’ll meet again, I promise.” And so he promised her, and he was an Arc, true to their word till the very end.

However, life isn’t easy, and she knew this. And as she grew older, her hopes of seeing the boy grew dim. She aged into a fine young woman. Though she experienced… difficulties, oftentimes having to pretend to not be what she really was. She found ways to hide her true form, to pretend that she wasn’t something she was. Eventually her thoughts of a Beacon began to seep through once more… she knew what she had to do. There was a Beacon she could travel through, and then-

THUD

May’s eyes fluttered open, “Huh?” slowly she began to scan the room around her. “Oh… right…” She quietly spoke to herself, she was on a Bullhead, headed towards the start of her new life. Headed towards Beacon Academy, she… she remembered the Arc’s, remembered the words of Rua. She… she hoped that maybe, even with a sliver that the promise would come true. But, even as she tried to hope, she held herself tightly pulling herself into a ball around her backpack. For now she would stay small, insignificant to the world around her. She didn’t want attention, she didn’t even want to be surrounded by this many people. But she had a dream, and no matter how scared she was, she had to push through.

TCH

“We will be arriving at Beacon in 5 minutes, please prepare your property.” The jostling of the ship stirred her into action. Her right eye suddenly snapped open when she looked around the room and realized that several of the students had already started to walk out. Grabbing her bag she quickly got up heading outside and decided to take one last look around realizing that she was finally here.

It was exactly as she imagined it to be,It was huge and gorgeous. The various greens caught her attention almost instantly, how a school on top of a mountain made any sense went right past her, but she couldn’t ignore the spectacle.

However, she was pulled away from her admiration as soon as she heard an explosion. She blinked and once the dust died down amongst the chaos she noticed three girls. However, once she got a better look at one of them her face burned crimson. She tried to pull her attention to the other two, one was pristine white, full, a young woman who liked like she was made of snow. The other was a girl in a red hood, her hair was dark with tinges of red. However the third one was in nothing but rags, a collar, and a leash, a leash held by the red hooded girl. Though she didn't catch the start of the conversation she did hear the red girl say "I'm sorry I didn't know that she'd slam into your into your stuff sorry. I have to take better care of her next time I'll make sure she pays better attention to where she’s going, I promise!"

To her surprise several of the students simply walked by but she couldn't get over how the little red one was pulling on a leash as if trying to call the young woman away. Then she remembered from what she had heard before coming to Vale, something about a new law being enforced to entrap Huntsmen and Huntresses that broke the law. They would have their auras locked, their bodies bound, and they would be given or sold depending on if the person who brought them in wanted them or not. This… this must have been that, May did her best not to look, however as her gaze fell upon the lithe form of the dark skinned woman, currently on all fours looking away sheepishly as her master was berated, she felt a dark desire burn within her core. “Bad, bad May!”

Her attention diverted back towards the direction the remaining students were heading. Following the crowd she couldn’t help but let her nerves get the better of her. Her hand clenched against her jacket, pressing against her special binding. Her chest ached, a problem she had when her anxieties got the better of her. “Hopefully things won’t be so bad.” She eventually moved forward. Lost in her own little world she didn’t see the young blonde man who arrived shortly after her, greeting the girl with short red tipped hair.

Eventually she made her way into the auditorium, the sheer number of people sent goosebumps down her arms. “Too many…” Not wanting to garner any attention she made her way to the corner of the room, thankfully finding an empty spot with very few people. Eventually she felt her legs give out, her bottom bouncing off the tiled ground as she did her best to calm herself. However, as she tried to calm herself, sitting away from others, the hustle and bustle of the booming voices began to wear down upon her. She was never great with crowds, and the fact that so many were her age didn’t make it any better. She was all alone, perhaps it was her fault, but it didn’t ease her pain.

“You can do this… you can do this…” She tried to chant to herself, she was never good with lots of people, never good when any amount of attention was put on her. And though she knew that none of these people would even give her the time of the day, which honestly hurt in its own way, she just knew that she had to keep herself from losing it. Clenching her eye shut, she tried to chant to herself one more time, “It’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay.” You won’t be okay, you won’t be okay, you’re going to fail. But even as she tried her best, as more people began to gather, she found herself being lost in the quagmire of doubts. Her eye began to sting as tears pooled in. She felt a deep pool form in her chest, her breathing became ragged, and her thoughts started to scatter. “Why now?” She thought she could do this, thought that this was the right idea. But then why were all her fears and anxieties suddenly hitting her now?

She felt herself being washed away by her negative emotions, a sea of dread surrounding her as she sunk to the bottom. She wanted someone to be there with her, though she had no one, she needed to be told she was going to be okay, but any words would simply sound hollow to her, she hoped to find help, but would help ever come? You don’t matter, go home, you won’t make it, why should yo- Suddenly her body jolted as a gentle hand pressed against her shoulder. In her panic she tried to shift away, her vision blurred by the clinging tears that stung at her eyes. “I… I’m sorry!” She hadn’t meant to bother anyone, she had wanted to AVOID attention! Panic filled her chest once more, her anxieties boiling over, until she heard a soothing voice call out to her.

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, breathe.” Another hand gently pressed against her other shoulder. “Don’t think, just try to breathe.” She couldn’t see the other person, but hearing their voice call out to her was enough to calm her nerves just a little. Yet, that didn’t fully wash away her anxieties. Her chest still beat as her heart continued to pump uncontrollably. Then, another voice, this one a bit more masculine than the previous, though it was low and… and oddly calming, more so than even the first.

“Hey.” They said, keeping their comment short, “Uhm… here you can use this… it should help you just a little.” She felt something press against the base of her palm. Her fingers wiggled around trying to figure out what it was. After a minute inspection she realized it was paper, “Oh!” It was a paper bag… how did they? “Just bring it to your mouth and nose, and take deep long breaths. It helps me when I start to have uhm... yeah.” They didn’t finish the sentence, they hadn’t needed to. May brought the bag to her lips, surrounding her nose as well. “Okay, that’s good, breathe in.” She did so, “Breathe out.” She followed the instructions. Eight times she did so, her heart finally calming down. Eventually she pulled away, exhaling fresh air and not the carbon dioxide trapped in the bag, then once more she began to breathe into the bag.

Eventually she was able to calm herself, and thankfully the stinging sensation in her eye cleared up. She was finally able to open her eye, her vision flickering back into focus as she was met with the smiling faces of two very different individuals. The one to her left must have been the first one to come to her aid. A young woman with long bright red hair and clear green eyes, her lips parted into a warm gentle smile that seemed to brighten May’s mood instantly. The other… he was… her heart started to thump again, but not for the same reason as before.

“Hey, you’re okay, that’s good.” She… she almost started crying again. No wonder his voice had sounded so soothing to her, no wonder she’d felt herself calm almost instantly. “Uhm, I know this is sort of odd timing all considered but, hello. It’s nice to meet you two, I’m-”

Her lips parted as his name left her lips, “Jaune…”

He blinked stunned that she’d known who he was. “I… that’s right, how do you…” She didn’t give him the chance to answer as she practically threw herself at him. Her arms stretched out, winding themselves tightly around his back.

A soft, “Oh my.” Escaped the other girl's lips. May knew this was embarrassing, knew that she was probably drawing attention to herself, but for once she finally felt just a little bit safer.

“It’s been so long, I missed you so much.” Her old friend stood there frozen for just a moment. She hadn’t seen him in so long, so she couldn’t fully expect him to figure out who she was, at least not till she told him anyway.

But to her surprise, “May?” “Mmhmm.” She responded, his arms suddenly wrapping around her pulling her into a tightly knit hug. She thanked the brothers for her special binder, she would have never been able to get this close to him without them. Eventually though the two let one another go. Her heart finally calmed down as she felt she could finally relax.

Though, “Oh! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have seen that.” She had nearly forgotten her other hero, the one who had shown up first. Her eye shifted over towards the absolutely stunning woman in front of her. She couldn’t help the unusually hot feelings burning inside of her as her eye swapped between the unknown woman and Jaune, and then back again.

“No! No, that's alright.” She felt Jaune’s hand press against hers, squeezing gently as if to reassure her that everything was alright. Her heart practically drummed in her chest at the way this reunion was going. “I uh…” May noticed the way that Jaune looked as if his words were lost on his lips. She couldn’t really blame him, the girl in front of them WAS rather beautiful. Though perhaps he hadn’t gotten any better at social interactions?

Now that she thought about it, what was he doing here? When had he gotten better? Did his parents end up training him? There were so many questions flashing through her mind and she wasn’t sure she WANTED to know the answers, none of that mattered though. All that did matter was that she was holding him, and oh brothers did it feel good.

She wondered though, was she supposed to feel jealous of how flustered the other girl made Jaune, cause she didn’t, which was weird? She wasn’t sure if that was weird, did she have feelings for Jaune? If he was anything like the boy she remembered, then absolutely. But, that brought up the question, why did she find herself drawn to the other girl's emerald eyes, she felt oddly warm, not uncomfortably so either.

Apparently the other girl noticed the staring, she seemed to give them an awkward laugh as she looked away trying to avoid their gazes. “Hahah… I should have known.” May caught the nearly silent comment, now she had questions, yet she didn’t know how to start them.

“What should you have known?” Thankfully she didn’t have to, apparently Jaune was still as socially awkward as ever, that again brought up the question of what he’d been doing up till now. She’d have to keep an eye on him during initiation, just to be safe. Though for now, she turned her attention back to the stunning redhead before them.

“Ah.” She paused, obviously trying to be polite to Jaune’s abrupt question, “You must have a million questions for me, yes?”

May and Jaune both blinked, “Why?” came the same question from both their lips.

This apparently stunned the other girl as she blinked at them owlishly. “Do… do you not know who I am?”

May sure didn’t, then again she wasn’t really in the know with a lot of things, she’d spent so much time training, trying to improve herself that she’d kind of fall out of the loop. She shook her head, “No… I’m afraid not.” She sure hoped that the other girl didn’t find it offensive.

“Same for me, are we supposed to?”

The girl paused once more, almost as if she was a dear who’d been caught in the headlights. “I… no.” The uncomfortable feeling that she’d fallen into had suddenly vanished, a soft smile suddenly spread across her face. May couldn’t help but feel the warm and fuzzy feeling coming back ten fold. “No, that’s actually…” She was full on smiling now, “It is a pleasure to meet you both. My name is Pyrrha, Pyrrha Nikos.” She stopped after, waiting on something and when that something didn’t happen she simply smiled.

She had such a really pretty name too! May felt like everything about this girl was just… oh gods she was amazing. She wasn’t sure she had the courage to introduce herself, thankfully Jaune did, “Hi… I… I’m uhm… I’m Jaune… Jaune Arc, Sho… you know nevermind.” May blinked, thankful she wasn’t the only nervous one around the really pretty girl.

She was about to introduce herself, finally getting her courage when suddenly two things happened. “Hi I’m May Z…” Suddenly the lights turned off, all of the other students suddenly swapped their attentions towards the stage, that was the first thing and the thing she would suddenly become VERY thankful for… then… then the second thing happened. SNAP She heard it first, then she felt it second, then she saw it third. Suddenly her binding came undone, her jacket which had been tugged due to her little anxiety attack had already been pulled up a little leaving only her thin white shirt… and finally she nearly screamed as her bust suddenly exploded from the binding, her bra nearly flying away smacking Jaune straight in the face and her massive horrendously titanic absolutely gigantic bust popped into view! Popping straight from under hear shirt she felt her face grow red hot as both Pyrrha and Jaune stood there for nearly a full on moment watching her ginormous tits jiggle freely, the fleshy uselessly big bags of flesh wiggled and bounced as if they had a mind of their own. Thankfully the shirt hadn’t come fully undone so they didn’t get to see her truly shameful secret! Them seeing the massive size was enough of a shame for her, she was going to cry, she was going to cry!

Then it happened, a strange sense of determination suddenly filled Jaune’s face as he eyed Pyrrha who suddenly seemed to wordlessly understand what he wanted. She watched as Jaune suddenly lifted his hoodie, handing her bra/binder over to Pyrrha like he was used to handling them, which he probably was now that she thought about it. And then suddenly her world went black as she was covered by Jaune’s previously worn hoodie. In the brief period of darkness she realized a few things, one she was suddenly being raised up and taken somewhere. And another…the jacket… it was filled with the scent of her childhood friend. A wave of nostalgia and… and lust oh gosh she felt her womb practically tremble as she inhaled his scent, washed over her. Lost in her own thoughts she didn’t notice the sudden thump behind her as her childhood friend nearly passed out at the new revelation… or TWO MASSIVE HULKING revelations. He had… had sent her away with Pyrrha to clear his own thoughts on the matter.

May did her best to hide herself within Jaune’s jacket as she could practically feel the gazes from the other students suddenly falling upon her, though to her surprise as they continued on the gazes began to die down. Even as she attempted to shelter herself within the jacket she could still feel the judging gazes coming from the other students. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she felt her world about to break down, then she felt a soft hand press against her shoulder. “It’ll be okay, I’m here okay?” An angelic voice called out to her, and her anxieties seemed to simply melt off of her shoulders.

With a nod the two girls eventually made it towards the changing room, Pyrrha stepping forward first making sure that no one else was in the changing room. Thankfully, the two of them were alone, though from the way Pyrrha began to shuffle her towards one of the small booths, she wasn’t sure for how long.

While the changing process didn’t take too long, the two of them found themselves wrapped in an oddly comforting silence. “So…” Pyrrha was the first to break it, much to May’s gratefulness. “You and uhm, Jaune… have you two known each other long?” It was an odd question, but May supposed there was no harm in answering.

“Yes…” She took a moment, perhaps long wasn’t the right word, “We used to live near one another, when we were kids, but my family moved away… we used to be very close…” May hid away a blush, as thoughts of snuggling closer to her childhood friend came to mind.

For her part Pyrrha seemed oddly displaced, May couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but something was off about the obviously popular girl. “A...are you okay?” When Pyrrha suddenly snapped from her confusion May noticed the small tinge of red on her cheeks.

“Ye...yes! Sorry! I’m just not…” She watched the Cereal Mascot stare blankly at nothing, wishfully. “I don’t have any close friends.” May, may have been shy and introverted, but she was also observant. She knew there was more to the story than just that, but she wouldn’t push it.

“I… if… you like I could be your friend, and… and I’m sure Jaune would like to as well.”

Pyrrha had liked the idea so much she hadn’t even bothered to give it a second thought as she quickly blurted her excitement out, “Yes please!” For all her sudden confidence the crimson haired beauty began to bluster, “I mean… yes please… that would be grand.”

May couldn’t contain the rampage of giggles suddenly bustling through her lips, she didn’t have many friends herself, but meeting Pyrrha had been quite pleasant. “That would be nice, I think Jaune already thinks of you as a friend as well.”

The crimson haired beauty simply smiled, May hadn’t really been sure of her sexuality up till this point, but she was starting to think she was bi, if the sudden beating in her chest was anything to go by. “Oh, we should get your uhm, Bra fixed.”

“Ri...right!” May had almost completely forgotten about their initial goal. Without really thinking about it, she began to shift, slipping her arms through the comfortable hoodie and pushing it upwards. What she didn’t notice, while her head was trapped in complete darkness, was the sudden lustful gaze that Pyrrha had suddenly formed upon her face. She didn’t notice the way emeralds stared at her, as the jacket began to shift upwards tugging at her voluptuous form. She wasn’t aware at the way that Pyrrha’s tongue instinctively ran across her lips, or the way that a deep crimson seeped from her cheeks running through her entire body once May had managed to free her luscious bouncing bosom. She also didn’t notice Pyrrha draw closer, getting incredibly close to her plump mounds of fat. “P...Pyrrha?” She called out behind the combination of clothing currently trapping her in place.

“Ye...yes!” The oddly anxious tone in her new friends voice caught her off guard, but she simply chopped it up to not being used to others, much like herself.

“Can you help me please?” She wiggled a little, unknowingly causing her monstrous mountains of fat to sway back and forth.

“O...of course…”

She wasn’t sure what had taken Pyrrha so long to answer that time, but the girl eventually moved to assist, taking a position behind her… for some reason? Eventually the two of them had managed to clear the jacket, stripping May of her top based apparel. While she hadn’t put much thought into it at first, the sudden realization that Pyrrha was LOOKING at her, caused a general warmth to flow through her. Her body shook as Pyrrha’s hands slowly sipped past her shoulders, gentle fingers running across her collar bone.

She wasn’t sure what had it at first, but something hot started to form inside of her lower region. The heat only grew stronger as the crimson haired goddess behind her, continued to slowly eat up her appearance. It was an odd feeling, whenever May had people look at her, they were always either one of two categories, treating her as eye candy, or simply thinking ill of her. But there was something coming from Pyrrha, something she didn’t quite understand on her own.

“You’re gorgeous…” The words came out of Pyrrha’s mouth faster than May would have anticipated. “I… uhm I…!”

“Thank you…” Was May’s response, unwilling to let Pyrrha backtrack. She wasn’t used to compliments, but… she really liked them. She let out a small sniffle, “I don’t get complimented very frequently… I’m kind of…” While she’d moved her hands to hold her breasts together at one point, she let her right one loose, running it across her side. May wasn’t… obese by any means. But when compared to women like Pyrrha, or that white haired girl from earlier… she was plump. She had a round bottom, wide hips, and a large chest. She had belly fat that she’d never been able to get rid of no matter how hard she tried… it was an odd thing, one she wasn’t very proud of.

“No… no you’re quite beautiful though!” She felt the heat radiating off of Pyrrha’s hands as they hovered just behind her back. It was obvious Pyrrha wasn’t used to giving compliments as she was just kind of blurting things out, but May liked them.

“Th...thank you… so are you… you’re really… you’re hair is really gorgeous, and you have stunning eyes.”

She missed the way that Pyrrha blushed, the trembling of her fingers, the way that she held her breath. The two of them sat in silence for quite a bit of time, at least till May ended up breaking it. “We should… we should get dressed…”

“Right… right, what time is it?” May heard shuffling behind her as Pyrrha pulled out her scroll. “Oh! Oh no!”

“What’s wrong?!”

“We’ve been here for almost an hour!”

“Wha?!”

May began to freak out, that meant there HAD to be other people coming in soon! She needed to get dressed quickly, but by this point they needed to put their sleeping wear on.

After a quick hustle the two girls began to get dressed, and despite the hesitation in Pyrrha’s touch, she did aid her with putting her bra back on. May didn’t like wearing it to sleep but she didn’t really have a choice at the moment.

Finally they’d gotten dressed, both wearing simple cute one colored pajama’s. May’s own were a light maroon, while Pyrrha’s were a deep crimson. “Odd…”

“What is?”

Pyrrha eyed the room, “The others should have shown up by now, I wonder why it’s so empty.”

May thought about it as well, it was strangely empty, though as they got near the entrance they noticed a ruckus forming on the outside of the door.

“Hurry up and move!” The shrill voice from that Princess Looking girl from earlier called out. A few more frustrated and angry voices called out as well.

Eventually as they opened the door they realized what was going on. Standing in the way of the door was Jaune, in what May thought was incredibly adorable looking blue onesie pajamas with a rabbit on them! He’d apparently been holding up the door for some time as he did his best to not eye the angry crowd.

May nearly jumped when she heard Pyrrha’s voice change its unusually calm tone, “What’s going on here?”

“Oh!” The white haired girl apparently noticed their change, “Pyrrha Nikos!” It was quick, but May saw the way that Pyrrha flinched at the girl’s words, obviously not liking the way she said her name.

“Yes, Ms. Schnee?”

The girl seemed quite pleased to be known, as she started to practically vibrate, “We found this lout in front of the changing room! He was obviously acting suspiciously of you in an attempt to do something most untoward!”

To her surprise May found her fist clenched, she was about to step forward knowing full well that Jaune would never do anything of the sort. But to her surprise she was beat to the task, “That is not the case Ms. Schnee.” Despite her fiery appearance May needed to take a step back as Pyrrha practically released an aura of sheer cold. “I asked Jaune here.” She pointed at Jaune who was currently bowled over, obviously having taken a blow to the stomach at one point, “To watch over us, as my friend, May.” She now pointed towards May, “And I got changed.” She turned her attention back to Ms. Schnee, “You must understand that I do need my privacy.” May wasn’t sure why, but she felt Pyrrha wasn’t acting like her true self, though she supposed she must have been someone important if everyone was suddenly listening to her. Questions for later?

“I… I understand! He could have said something however!”

“Tri.. tri…” Jaune was obviously trying to talk, however seeing as he was currently bowled over he wasn’t able to say anything.

“It doesn’t seem you gave him the chance.” Pyrrha stepped over to Jaune, hooking an arm around and under his own lifting him up. May herself quickly moved to the other side, doing the same thing. “Now if you’ll excuse us.” Pyrrha said nothing further as she started off with the duo.

May turned to Jaune once she knew they were out of ear shot, “Are you okay?”

“Ye...yeah… sorry… ow, they hit hard.” She heard him grumble something else but couldn’t understand it. “Sorry… I was worried someone may show up while you were getting changed, I tried to keep them out.” May smiled, not having once doubted Jaune, she could tell from the way he spoke that he was telling the truth, not to mention how he had been holding his arms outstretched in front of the door.

“Thank you.” Pyrrha was the first to say her thanks, “I appreciate it… and I”m sorry that I may have tangled you in a mess.”

“Huh? No, that's fine, you saved me, so thank you.” His head swivled back to her, “And sorry, I uhm… I always thou…”

“It’s okay.” May smiled, “I was kind of tomboyish growing up.” If she was being honest she was still pretty much a tomboy even now.

The trio made their way to a corner in silence, choosing to lay their sleeping bags close together. While waiting for lights off, the trio ended up making a bit of small talk, May and Jaune learned a few things from Pyrrha, firstly and to their surprise the three of them had been pretty friendless growing up. Jaune had admitted that he’d been mostly home schooled. Which May had figured, but at the same time she had noticed the lack of actual training… worry had started to build up inside of her upon a certain realization. If he was anything like the Jaune she knew… then well… ignoring that moment, May found herself quite entertained by the other two, and from what she could see Jaune and Pyrrha got along quite well as if they were two peas in a pod. The obviously famous girl is enamored by his talk of having to deal with seven sisters, and his day to day life. She noticed he’d kept a tight lip on how sickly he used to be, but that was perhaps for the best.

Once they called for lights out the trio began to head to their own beddings, however May had a different idea. Mustering up a bit of courage she turned her attention towards her friend. “Jaune?”

His eyes lazily fell upon her, “Hmm?”

“Can we… can we cuddle? Like old times?”

Even in the darkness cast upon them she noticed the way his face tinged red, and the way that Pyrrha suddenly looked quite a bit interested in their conversation. Of course she expected him to say no, but to her surprise he responded with a calm but quiet, “Yes.”

Her lips curled into a smile as she drew closer to him, the duo squeezing into his overly large sized sleeping back. May was much smaller than Jaune, so her feet only reached to about halfway between his own feet and knees. She found herself snuggling into his neck, his arms wrapping around her back and pressing her close.

What surprised her however, was how close Pyrrha had moved towards them, “Sorry.” Her quiet voice reached out to the snuggling duo. “I’ve never really… had friends… and I”d like to be closer, if that’s okay.”

A small hum of approval came from Jaune, “That’s no problem Pyr.”

“Pyr?”

“Oh hahah… sorry… well we’re friends, and I thought maybe calling you by a nickname wouldn’t be so bad?”

May herself smiled as she pressed her face into the crook of his neck, she knew he was trying to include her as much as possible.

“I… I like that, thank you.”

She couldn’t make out Pyrrha’s face, but by the tone of her voice she figured that the girl was most likely blushing. “Good night you two.”

“G’night.” Both girls called out simultaneously.

As the night rolled on May found herself almost unable to sleep, the thoughts of tomorrow eeking into her subconscious, however even that was overshadowed by how ecstatic she felt being so close to her childhood crush and friend.

Though as she started to fall into the daze of sleep, she felt him shift, his arms gently reaching to her lower back pulling her closer to him. Then quietly, almost too quietly, she heard him call out to her. “May?”

“Hmm?”

She tried to match his tone of voice, “May, I don’t belong here…” His voice was cracking, his anxiousness finally getting the better of him. Thankfully he’d spoken almost directly into her ear, the only way someone would have been able to hear is if they had been right next to them. And the only person close enough, the other students were keeping their distance, was Pyrrha who was soundly asleep. And the next closest person was snoring loudly, some blonde girl next to a shorter girl, the one who got yelled at learlier.

She’d honestly figured as much by this point, though… she wondered what she was supposed to do with that information. The right thing would have been to turn him in… but she wanted him by her side. Unknown to the two of them, while they had their private conversation, emerald eyes flickered open. Their neighbor hadn’t quite fallen asleep yet, although she hadn’t meant to eavesdrop on the conversation, she’d been unable to rest not with the two so close to her.

May simply nodded against him, “How so?” She quietly asked.

“I… I faked my transcripts.”

May hummed to herself, she doubted that fake transcripts would have gotten by the headmaster, or the Headmistress if she was remembering things correctly. “Do you have Aura?”

“Ye...yes… My parents unlocked it for me when I told them I got accepted.”

May nodded, she knew that uncle and auntie wouldn’t have left him high and dry like that. “Did they teach you anything else?”

“A little… they taught me how to use the shield to protect myself from falling, I’m not sure why.”

Ah, so they at least taught him a landing strategy, May had to wonder if they knew something? She was perhaps being a bit overly suspicious of the situation. “Okay.” Quietly she snuggled against him, taking a deep breath of his surprisingly fresh scent, a mixture of lavender and vanilla. This was no different than her original goal, just that the time table was pushed up a little. “I promised I’d protect you back then, I’m going to protect you now, okay?”

She felt him hesitate as he tried to think of the words. She knew he hated the idea of being protected, he’d been protected his entire life after all. “No… I ca-”

She cut him off, doing something so very unlike her, her lips gently pressed against his leaving a chaste kiss. “Jaune… I want to.” She could feel the temperature on the back of his neck heat up. And before he could get another word in edgewise she wanted to clarify, “We all need help… and… you haven’t been trained right?”

“Ri...right…”

“Then I’m going to help you… I don’t know if I could do a sword and shield, but I want you to succeed, and until then I’ll be by your side.”

“Oh… ok…”

She smiled, once more burying herself into his chest, though she pulled back as she suddenly felt something press against her. “Jaune?”

“Ye...yes?”

“What’s that?”

She knew what it was, but she was feeling coy, something she never thought she’d ever feel before.

“Oh uhm… I…”

“Am I turning you on? Now that you know I’m a girl?” Perhaps the accident WAS for the best after all.

She felt him rumble, trying to find what to say. “Well I mean… I’ve always… even when I thought… I still thought you were… uhm… really attractive… so it’s not… too different?”

A silent, ‘Oh’ escaped her lips at the sudden realization. “Well.. uhm…” Now she was the one at loss for words.

“I’ll be honest.” He started to speak, “Meeting two incredibly gorgeous women in one day, and then finding out one was my best friend, and the other wants to be friends? It’s kind of a lot to take in.” She nodded against his chest, she was in a similar position, except she was one of those women according to him, and that realization forced a blush to creep down her face. Though she had to agree about Pyrrha.

“She’s really pretty, and nice, and amazing.”

“Yeah, apparently she’s famous? Those girls were kind of being weird with her, and that uhm Schnee? I think her name was? She was kind of… I think she was drooling at one point?”

May tried not to giggle, mostly to keep her voice down. “Well it doesn’t matter if she is famous or not, she was nice enough to help me when I needed someone.”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t really know anything about it either way, and she seems to genuinely want friends.”

While the two of them carried on their conversation, they still hadn’t realized Pyrrha herself hadn’t fallen asleep yet. The girl in question attempted to keep a small sniffle down, as she felt herself overwhelmed by strange yet positive emotions.

The duo continued on their conversation for a little more, until it came to an abrupt stop when May shifted a little, her thigh brushing against the thing poking her. “Can… can I touch it?”

If she thought Jaune was warm before, he was suddenly blazing hot. She was actually a bit afraid that he’d end up burning up before the big initiation at this rate. But “Okay…” Even she almost didn’t hear that one, his voice almost a mumble instead of a whisper. Unable to control herself she slowly brought one of her hands from around his back gently rubbing it against the front of his onesie.

A bit of excitement started to build as he shivered beneath her touch. Her finger gently brushing against the solid rod of mass resting against her leg. She couldn’t believe how big it was, like… she’d seen several already, going to an academy left very little to the imagination especially if you roomed with mostly boys who refused to… well now wasn’t the time to think about it. Still, none of them had even matched up to half the size of the beast between the two. If she hadn’t realized what it was earlier she would have sworn it was another arm or leg.

The anticipation in her bosom began to build the more he shivered at her touch, her fingers gently rubbing against the swollen thing through the fabric. She could feel heat pulsing from the staff as it started to throb against her touch. “It’s really big, really really big.”

He didn’t say anything in response, choosing to bite his lower lip in order to keep quiet. She could tell he wasn’t used to this kind of treatment, or at least she hoped he wasn’t. The more she touched it, the braver she got, eventually causing her to take a firm grasp of his thing. Despite being behind the rather soft fabric of his onesie she could feel each and every vein pulsing beneath her firm grip.

She wanted more, wanted to feel skin to skin, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to convince him… at least not if she didn’t offer something else up as well. “Jaune?”

“Huhuh?”

Fighting back a few giggles she continued, “Would you like to touch me?”

“Wha?”

“Yeah…” The very thought of having someone touch her directly would have made her skin crawl, but when that other person was someone she cared very deeply for? Well she knew she wouldn’t mind.

“Ye...yes please…”

“Okay.”

She felt his hand shift from behind her back, gently rubbing against the curvature of her stomach. She could feel his hesitance through his touch, so deciding to actually take hold of the situation she tugged against his sleeve, pulling his hand lower. Once he’d found the band of her shorts, she let him know what she wanted with another gentle whisper. “Inside please~”

To her surprise, he was quite quick to respond. Squelch his fingers sunk between her soaking wet lips, digits digging into her flesh. A soft moan escaped her mouth as she pressed her lips between the crook of his neck in order to stifle the erotic sounds.

Despite his earlier confusion, his interest began to overshadow his nervousness as his fingers began to curl inside of her damp viscous passage. His knuckle roamed against the back, while his finger rubbed against the front. Her legs parted allowing him to position himself better, and as he found his own pace, allowing soft quiet squelching sounds to escape between the two of them, she found her hands moving towards the zipper at the top of his onesie, thankfully placed in the front for easier access.

He didn’t question her, possibly too excited to be playing with a feminine body. Despite moving as fast as she could, she found the pace at which she pulled upon the metal zipper to be agonizingly slow. Finally, she’d found the bottom, tugging on it once more she was suddenly hit with a quick SMACK her body trembled at the new sensation. Something big, hard, and hot was pressing against her belly, pulsing against the swell of her stomach. A thin trail of something gooey and sweltering, rimmed her belly button as the two of them shifted around uncomfortably.

The more he played with her, his fingers now bearing into her sensitive kitten all the way down to the base, the more she applied pressure to her grip. He was even hotter flesh to flesh, with every stroke his member pulsed in her hands, the soft skin burned with excitement as she continued her own little venture. Eventually she pulled up against the tip, the massive swollen glans practically scorched her skin as globs of sweltering hot precum dripped from the tiny slit.

Something began to churn inside of her as their bodies paced back and forth their minds practically closing the rest of the world off. So much so that the duo failed to notice the sudden rustling besides them.

The young crimson haired champion could practically smell the sweetly sick stench wafting off of the duo. She could hear every word, every moment, despite what one may say about her she was still a young woman. Her hands had moved between her thighs, her fingers running across the smooth slick line between her vulva. Her core trembled when her middle finger slipped between her folds, running across the rigid insides of her deep moist canal. She tried as she may to scratch an itch she’d never truly experienced before, tried her best to stay quiet and calm herself as her body betrayed her. She wondered how it would feel to have another touch her so? To be wrapped in the warmth of someone that she could say she loved? She wasn’t sure… hopefully she’d find out one day.

The two found themselves enraptured with one another, May no longer able to hold back had tugged on the head, the member gently shaking beneath her touch, as she positioned it between her thighs. Jaune’s hands slipped past her belly, leaving a wet rope of juice against her tanned skin. “Jaune… please?” She asked, nay begged him to do it, to slide inside of her, to treat her like the woman she wanted to be treated like.

Yet to her surprise he simply placed a gentle kiss against her forehead. “No, not yet…” Before the disappointment could build she felt a sudden heave. His member sliding between her plump soft thighs, the thick veins grinding against her pussy, her lips split apart as the rough shaft glided past. “Ah~♥” His fingers scraped across her unprotected back, nails filing down her spine until he reached her plump bottom. She could feel him grasp upon each cheek, his strong hands sinking into her flesh as he squeezed at her bottom.

While the previous sorrow from having to possibly wait in the future started to vanish, the realization that they would still be getting intimate proved to suffice. “May.”

Her attention fell back to him, their varying shaded blue eyes meeting each other in a deep loving gaze, but only for a moment as he pressed his lips against hers. Their first kiss had been quick, simple, chaste, this one was fiery and intense. Their mouths wrestled with one another as their tongues clashed in fierce combat. Her arms slipped between his, her fingers grasping onto his surprisingly broad back. In a move unlike her normal soft demeanor she found herself digging into his skin, her nails raked across his flesh grinding into him like a cat in heat.

He responded in kind, his fingers plunging further into her taut bottom spreading her cheeks apart as his hips bumped against hers. Her core trembled whilst his member slid against her lips, rubbing against her already dripping sex. She wanted him so badly to mess up, to pull back a little too far until he pushed all the way inside of her. She knew how big it was from feeling it alone, she could tell it would ruin her, destroy her insides so no other man could possibly hope to satisfy her! And that’s what she wanted, she wanted to have her body split open, wanted him to crush her cervix right into her womb to mess her insides up and to churn her without a hint of remorse.

These feelings and thoughts were so unlike her, she’d never figured herself for the violent sex type, but… the thought of being dominated by Jaune just… it lit a flame in her. And yet as she closed her eyes, another person came to mind, perhaps in a different way. She knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with another man once they got to that point, but well… What if it wasn’t another man? What if it was a woman? Emerald and Crimson swarmed through her thoughts as Jaune continued to toy with her. “Oh gods~”

She knew she couldn’t keep her voice down anymore, her womb was already squeezing, begging to be filled with rich Arc seed, even though she knew it wouldn’t get that chance yet. She found herself lost too much in a fantasy that she wasn’t even sure would happen yet, “Wh...what about… abou… Py…” She didn’t get to finish her question as Jaune shoved his tongue down her throat, forcing her to silence.

By the time he’d pulled back she was too out of breath to continue. “Shhh, we can’t be too loud May~ And… ye...yeah I’d like that too…” She knew he was just being cautious, she knew no one could hear them, and Pyrrha was asleep by this point. But she supposed erring on the side of caution was for the best. “My shoulder… bite it.”

She wasn’t sure how she felt about the command, but as his nails pressed in between the valley of her ass she felt something coming closer to her. Far too quickly for her liking she latched her mouth around his shoulder, her teeth gnawing into his flesh to keep herself silent. Her eyes rolled back as the strongest orgasm she’d ever had in her life finally took over. A haze fell over her as everything practically faded to black, her hips shook while her sex trembled thin streams of liquid squirting from her quivering core.

She wanted nothing more but to fall into a deep slumber, however one thought kept her from falling over. Jaune had started to pull back, satisfied with having pleasured her. “Jaune, finish.”

“I… I can’t… it would get on the sleeping bag.”

She shook her head as she began to pull up her shorts, sliding the back against her plush round bottom and left the front part lowered. “Here, here.” She guided him to the slightly sticky center of her shorts.

She could practically see his face illuminate in the darkness, she knew he was the kind of person even till this day that wouldn’t want to trouble someone… but she wanted this. Before he could utter another word she reached for the base of his member, her fingers gently brushing against his soft neatly cut pubic hairs. From the start all the way down to the tip she began to stroke him, her hand unable to fully grasp around the entirety of its girth.

She heard him start to moan, a husky, low growl nearly escaping his lips only stopped when she pulled him into a deep loving kiss. She felt herself begin to buck against the air, excited for the cumming sensation. Thankfully she needed not wait long, hearing it before she could actually feel it, thick spurts of white began to splash against her clothing pooling in the center.

A rush of adrenaline filled her as she pumped him faster, harder, longer strokes! She wanted his body to give into her, to surrender all his precious seed to her. When he was done, she felt her confidence begin to pool for one final step. “Thank you~” She whispered into his ear, her fingers grasping against the hem of her clothing, tugging upwards till, SQUISH, “OoooooooOoOh~” There had been so much more of it than she thought. Her pussy drowned in semen as it pressed against her entrance, squirming inside of just the beginning however unable to get further. She found herself unable to contain a happy little squee as she kissed against him.

By this point the two of them had grown fatigued, exhaustion hitting them harder than they expected, they pressed themselves into one another, enjoying each other's warmth. She wasn’t sure what they would do for tomorrow, but she was going to make sure he passed no matter what.

Just to the right of them, the sleeping bag belonging to their new friend rustled louder, Pyrrha’s fingers dug into her pussy two digits reaching as deeply as they could into her soaking sex. The other hand rubbed against her backside, a finger gently sliding inside of her trembling hole. Her toes curled as a surprise orgasm struck through her leaving her nearly defenseless as her brain began to run haywire. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her, but as the thick sent of sex wafted her way, she wasn’t sure it would be the last… she had a lot to think about tomorrow...

#May Zedong #Pyrrha Nikos #Jaune Arc #Combined Arms #tempverse

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prismarts · 3 years

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I got you Babs (love ya ❤)

Douxily:

5, 29, 44

NGHHH THANK YOU BAB!!! I really appreciate this, I love and needed to talk about them! This is pretty long tho, lol sooo, had to put the read more xD *hugsssssss* (LOVE YOU TOO BAB)

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5. - Nicknames? Pet names? Any in-jokes?

Nghhhh okay, okay,

Douxie starts the pet names first, of course, he is so suave with words. There are the classic examples, darling, my love, love, sweetheart. These are the ones he says the most.

Illy doesn't call him by nicknames too often, not because she doesn't want to but compared to him, she is more quiet. It takes her a while to adopt to calling him any pet names... the first time she calls him love or darling, he completely melts.

Cute pet names that Illy starts calling him though, is 'her dandelion', finding it cute to call him by his favourite flower and soon it just flops to Douxie calling her 'his little forget me not', that being her favourite flower.

Douxie's favourite pet name to call her since she gained her nymph wings is fluturaș, which is Romanian for 'little butterfly'. Both being immortal wizards who are multilingual, I feel like Illy would be especially touched at the term of affection since Douxie is Romani and she definitely loves hearing him speak his native language.

29. - How do they handle disasters or emergencies? Minor injuries? Sickness?

I would say for disasters or emergencies? If it's of the Arcane Order type variety, Douxie would have more calm in the situation compared to Illy when it comes to threats that involve battles.

Not to say Douxie wouldn't be worried, he absolutely would be, but he is a tad better at maintaining his calm than Illy and I like to think it's because Illy....had been stuck in a floating Camelot for 900 years with really no experience in battles or wars except The Battle of Killahead.

Meanwhile, Douxie had been traveling the mortal realm for 900 years, which has him experience so much in terms of disasters, emergencies, wars. He'd have more experience of maintaining calm and his anxieties while Illy would have a bit of trouble at first.

Minor injuries?

There is worry for both of them if the other is hurt, even if it was just a minor injury. But, personally, there is more worry for Illy considering, she's had to watch him die once.

It was always going to be something that deep down would scare her, even if it was as small as a cut...but whether or not she lets it show, maybe not... especially after Douxie has calmed her down and reassured her that he was okay.

Sickness!

Okay, fun, so,

Illy really isn't too good at resting when she's unwell. She isn't good at laying down and sleeping when she's sick and is very much not used to being taken care of when she is.

This is mostly because the first 18 years of her life back in the past, her mother really wasn't kind to her. If she was sick, she would still be doing chores, mostly, working it off instead of resting and having her mother care for her.

So.

Whenever she is ill, a cold, a fever, anything of that sorts, Douxie would have a hard time convincing her to lay down and rest. She is stubborn when she wants to be, the both of them are.

Illy would constantly try to reassure him that she was okay, despite the sneezing, the sore throat, the coughing. He is not convinced and still tries to get her to rest.

If he was successful, it's most likely, he is holding her as she sleeps....both of them having gotten so used to cuddling each other to sleep that it's honestly hard to sleep on their own again.

He makes her tea and soup, which she does eat, despite how odd the feeling is...to be taken care of, and she's admitted that to him once before in the past.

He always reminds her, "Well, from now on, I'll be here to take care of you, fluturaș....."

Douxie,

I feel like he'd also be very stubborn about resting if he was sick when he's supposed to be at work or when he does nightly watches in case anything magical attacks them at night...

Most of all, he's stubborn about it because he's a Master Wizard and would always put up protective wards around the apartment, Illy could do it but it drains her of too much energy...

He's a bit better to get to bed though, as,,, it's more circumstancial and not a force of habit like Illy...

He also definitely tries to avoid kissing Illy at this time BUT WE ALL KNOW, HE'S THE KIND OF DORK THAT WOULD STILL KISS HER IF SHE WAS THE ONE SICK, DESPITE HER WARNING AGAINST IT.

44. - Are the comfortable with each other? Anything they have to have their privacy for?

I like to think at the end of Wizards when they finally reunite and when they start travelling to protect Nari, they have this period of a couple of months, where it's just romantic tension. Cause they both now know, their feelings for each other (past Illy kissing him during the time travel bit before the Battle of Killahead and confessing, Douxie kissing her when he wakes up from his 3 minutes of death)

BUT they were just unsure of what to do now that they know.

Of course, they get together after that period and are honestly, very comfortable with each other. Perhaps it's the fact that they've known each other for so long that despite the long centuries apart....they just know how much they care for each other.

It was definitely a comfortable transition for them....despite any flustered awkwardness beforehand.

There was a time early on during their travelling with Nari that, Illy does tend to get distant due to how Douxie seemed very relaxed....despite dying. RIGHT in front of everyone. She couldn't understand why he'd be so calm about it....about how he died. After, he promised her that he'd come back to her before that no less.

I see, her always getting nightmares about it and whenever she does wake up from them, shaking from the absolute grief...she looks, seeing Douxie peacefully asleep next to her....and just turns away, not able to look at him...not able to curl up closely next to him like she always does because....she just needed space.

and I feel like sometimes, even after they talked about this....talked about how they both felt when it happened... there are rare times where Illy can't cuddle up to Douxie, where if she's reminded of that time or had a nightmare about it, she would need space....and he respects that, always asking if she wanted him to comfort her beforehand.

I do think the same goes for Douxie when he grieves Merlin. Illy has mixed feelings about Merlin's death after what he did to her (convincing her, that Douxie and Archie were dead for months after her waiting for them, her only companions from her past to come home.....so she could focus on protecting Nari in Camelot) She would always be grateful for him....being one of the reasons she met Douxie and Archie, was able to learn magic....she owed him, her life for agreeing to take her in when she was going to be executed....

But she doesn't think she'll ever forgive him for what he did..... she can't grieve him.

Even after talking about it with Illy, sometimes, Douxie hesitates to really be around her whenever he particularly has a hard time grieving Merlin. He would shut down if it was particularly bad, laying down on their bed or the couch and cry silently...

Illy is always there for him though, makes sure he knows that and whenever he does need it, he lets her in, lets her hold him, stroke his hair, hum soft melodies....

He was grateful to have her...even if he needs space sometimes...

They're both just....grateful to have each other in their lives..

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theangstyantichrist-blog · 5 years

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Oh, If You Only Knew (Michael Langdon x Reader)

plot: “Sojourn” Michael crashes at your place instead of the lady who takes him in. You only have one bed so he has to sleep with you; He gets a little close and he wakes up with a unexpected hard-on up against your ass

warnings: Dom!Michael, Fem!Reader, Blowjob/Face-fucking, Choking, Unprotected Sex, Sexual Intercourse, Rough Sex, Spanking, Cumshot

word count: 1.7K

You never were one to fit in, as cliche as it sounds. You didn’t really have many friends and you barely spoke with your family ever since you began practicing Satanism. If someone would have asked you a year ago if you felt like your life was pretty good, your answer would have been fuck no. During the earlier years of your life when you used to live with your parent(s) they force fed you all the Catholic bullshit constantly, yet seemingly nothing good ever happened to you. Subject to what your parents believed, being a follower of Satan had some serious perks. First, you were able to live in a pretty nice home all to yourself with all the essentials like a pool and hot tub out back and the most advanced technologies Satan had to offer. Plus your sex life wasn’t too bad either for only being in the world 18 years. All sorts of celebrities would end up in your bed one way or another, but oh, if you only knew what was to come. One night,you were preparing to attend another black mass, which wasn’t a lot to ask for all the glory you’d been soaking in over the past year ever since you sold your soul to the devil.

You threw on a flowy black dress that was a bit too short for your taller figure but you knew He wouldn’t care. Leaving through your garage door, you were still gawking at how nice your car was [imagine it to be whatever car you want]. When you finally drove down the alleyway and parked it was almost time to start. You shuffled in along with some other young believers and took a seat towards the back. You turned over and saw a guy around your age, but you’ve never seen him before. You couldn’t possibly have missed a face as handsome as his. He seemed a bit off kilter, dirty, and his clothing was torn in a lot of places. He had tears welling in his eyes and you felt for him. I’ve been there, you thought. The Black chorus began singing in Latin that you still couldn’t interpret even after a whole year of attending these masses. A bucket was being passed around and you threw a couple dollars in, and then handed it to him.

“I don’t have any money right now,” he said, looking up at you.

“Or any food, from the looks of it,” you said feeling bad for the poor guy, “How long has it been since you ate?”

He sunk his head into his palm and sighed, “What’s it to you?”

“Just trying to help out a fellow believer.” You said with a smile. He smiled back but still seemed unwell.

“Hey, you know what?” You began, “You can come stay with me if you’d like, I only live a streets away and I make a killer lasagna.”

He took a moment to wipe away his tears on his sleeve and answered, “That’s actually really nice of you.”

When the service ended, you walked side by side to where your car was parked. When both of you were finally situated you began the short drive to your house. I am such a dumbass, you thought. You couldn’t believe you never introduced yourself as well as ask for this mysterious guy’s name.

“I’m y/n by the way,” you threw out, “and you are?”

“Michael,” he replied, not giving any details or background about his life and who he truly is.

“Sooo why exactly did you just magically show up here in the dank streets of Los Angeles?” you questioned, “More specifically attending a black mass.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure I can ask you the same thing,” Michael said sharply.

“Hey I asked first!” you whined, cause the curiosity you had was eating you up.

“My father told me I am not his son and abandoned me, and my mother attempted to kill me.” Michael explained with sadness and anger showing through his bright blue orbs.

“Fuck that, my parents suck too but they never went that far,” you replied, “Well you’ve got me now so I hope that counts for something.”

Those words put a smile on Michael’s face which made you very happy as well. Even though you consider yourself a Satanist, you still had a big heart. You pulled into your driveway, parked the car, and Michael followed behind up to your front door. You felt around your purse until you touched the cool metal of your pentagram keychain, and used it to unlock your house.

“Michael, the bathroom is upstairs to your left. I will get dinner started and bring you some clean clothes,” you told him, “It should be done as soon as your out of the shower, you’re a little dirty.”

Michael shook his head and laughed sarcastically, “Ha-ha, real funny.”

Once all the ingredients were put together you popped the lasagna in the oven and head upstairs quickly to find something for Michael to wear. You went to your dresser, opened the drawer and got out one of your bigger bed shirts. You loved the comfort of men’s clothing so sometimes you bought them to wear around the house. Unfortunately, you didn’t really have any pants that would fit Michael, so you had to give up your boxers you typically wore to bed. You went back down the stairs to check on the food and it was ready. That boy must be starving, you thought.

“Speak of the devil,” you said, “No pun intended.”

You finished up dinner and he kept thanking you profusely, but honestly, you didn’t mind being with Michael one bit. After, you cleaned up the table, you grabbed his hand and led Michael to your room. Michael sat down on your neatly made bed.

“I’ll be right back, just need to get changed and ready for bed,” you said, “Hope you don’t mind sharing a bed, I don’t really have anyone else living with me so there was no need for other beds.”

Since Michael had your boxer shorts, you stuck with wearing a loose t-shirt and some skimpy underwear. As you walked back in the room, Michael was already fast asleep, and snoring lightly through his soft pink lips. You climb in bed as quietly as you could, being careful not interrupt his sleep. When you finally fell asleep beside him, dirty thoughts about Michael ran through your head.

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You noticed something hard pressing against your ass. Your tired eyes fluttered open to see something a bit shocking. Michael was grinding against you in his sleep and his breathing was sporadic and heavy. You felt yourself getting aroused too, it was almost sinful, the two of you. Still in mid-grind you increased the friction by pushing your body against him. Still not waking him up, you decided to pull down his boxers, seemingly against your better judgement. His dick was so big and restrained from boxers that it hit his lower stomach. If you’re being honest, he was so much bigger than you expected. You grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip, spreading around his precum. Michael stirred and opened his eyes slowly.

“Well, goodmorning, sweetheart.” Michael groaned.

“I hope this is okay.” You replied with butterflies in your stomach, “I’ve fucking wanted you since I laid eyes on you.”

“Fuck, yes. More than okay.” Michael’s breath hitched.

You then pulled the boxers down a bit further and placed your mouth on the tip. Michael bucked his hips to further his cock into your mouth and grunted. He stood up by the side of the bed as a way to better the pleasure your mouth gave him. Michael pulled off his shirt, well in this case yours, and tossed it to the other side of the room. You bit your bottom lip harder than you meant to because man, is he a snack. That being your cue, you removed your shirt, revealing your already aroused nipples because who wears bras to bed. Especially, if there happens to be a guy in your bed and a chance of sex. As soon as Michael saw your bare chest, he did this incredibly sexy thing with his tongue and you leaned forward hungrily for a kiss. Michael grabbed the side of your face, practically begging to fuck you. The two of you broke the kiss and you once again attached your lips to his dripping cock and swirled your tongue in all the right places. As you bobbed your head up and down, you took the rest of it with your hand. Unexpectedly, Michael began thrusting and fucking your mouth, motioning for you to go deeper and making you gag slightly due to his above average size. You could tell because of this that he hadn’t had any action, if any at all, for a long time. He vocalized his pleasure very audibly, and you were glad you seemed to be doing a good enough job. Michael tugged at your hair hinting that you can stop now. He had other things he’d rather do to you.

“Flip around, I want to see that lovely ass of yours that I’m now so very fond of,” Michael demanded.

Michael placed a very firm slap onto your ass, making you yelp from the mixture pain and pleasure. He lined himself up with your entrance and didn’t bother to start things off slow. Taking you from behind, he gave it to you long and hard. Moans flowed from your lips louder than ever before. His palm smacked across your ass again, this time being a little harder than the first. They’re definitely bound to leave marks. Michael pulled out for a moment and switched positions, leaving him on top and you on the bottom. Quickly and immediately, he was back inside of you again. He wrapped his ring-clad fingers around your throat squeezing it as he continued pounding into you. Your breath hitched in your throat and your stomach twisted, knowing you were near your breaking point. Apparently Michael was close too, this being evident since his thrusts were becoming sloppier. Your hands gripped your bed sheets tightly and you moaned so loud from your orgasm that the neighbors definitely could hear you, but you honestly couldn’t care less. Michael pulled out, ready for his release and you sat yourself up to look at him in all of his antichrist glory. He released his cum onto your chest and a bit of it marked the bottom of your chin.

“Holy fuck,” You said, short of breath, “You can stay as long as you want, Michael.”

Tags: @icylangdon <3

#michael langdon #michael langdon x reader #michael langdon smut #ahs apocalypse #american horror story #apocalypse

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suchawonderfullife · 7 years

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Arriving in America

So we are here!!!! Leading up to leaving it felt so surreal, like I could swear it wasn’t going to happen. But it did. I’m really proud of how hard I worked on myself to make the trip as easy as possible on my mind and body. I started reading “the art of happiness” by the Dalai Lama about a month before and I finished it the day before we left. That was my second time reading it and I highly recommend it to anybody. It was great for creating mindfullness, staying present and a calmer mindset. I started meditating a few days before and anytime I started to feel anxious or fearful, I would simply put on my guided meditation for 10-20 minutes and it would calm me down. I listen to my Reiki masters meditation CD’s and they’re so good. If you look up Maria Lacey on your music app, they’re the only thing I’ve listened to for the last 5 years and they still work wonders.

I made sure I was incredibly organised. I had all my meds sorted the month before, I started packing a week before, I wrote an extensive list of every single item I needed to pack to make sure I left nothing out. In hindsight I have packed too many things and I wish I could send some of it home already! We are struggling to fit in souveneers and presents into our cases due to hardly any room left. I also tried to fix my body clock 7 days out by getting up as early as possible and going to bed earlier as we had to get up to catch our flight at 4am. I think this helped a lot.

We got up at 4am and left for the aiport by 5am. Sitting in the airport I felt a little anxiety, you know that sick feeling in your stomach and slight jittery energy. Using my mindfullness I would start breathing deeply and telling myself affirmations in my mind such as “you’ve got this. It’s going to be OK. You’re OK. You’re sitting on a chair, at the airport.” They might sound silly but they work and when you have anxiety, if you simply state your surroundings and what you’re doing, it helps snap you out of projecting and put you back in the present. I would say those things to myself over and over and over, as long as it takes to calm down.

We boarded the flight and were fortunate to get all our flights upgraded for free to Economy Plus (between economy and business class) as I called up and stated my health conditions. I was going to be sitting on this plane for the next 15 hours and was trying to not to think about the possibility of how sick it might make me over time. I felt OK at that point, but how would I be in 3 hours, 7 hours, 15 hours time? Again, I went back to my mindfullness techniques and had to steer my focus away from unnecessary projection and panic.

I slept maybe 20 minutes the entire flight. I was very tired but my positive thinking said that not sleeping was obviously what was meant to happen and it would be a blessing for my jetag. Rather than thinking “omg I haven’t slept at all, I’m going to end up sooo sick.” I was no where near as sick as I thought I would be when the flight landed so I was really proud of my body for coping so well. I didn’t do anything too taxing on the plane though. I watched 5 movies, meditated for 50 minutes, read for 30 minutes and listened to music. I was able to lie down for some periods as my partner and I had 3 seats between us but being so tall I had to have my legs bent upwards.

Exiting the plane, I had a wheelchair waiting for me. So I was pushed all the way through to customs (which was a long way) and put into a priority queue for the disabled to be manually checked and let through. It took us an hour to get out and then we were picked up by my cousin. It was 730am when we got out and I had been awake for around 20 hours straight by that point.

We arrived at my cousins house where I got to meet my baby cousin (he’s almost 2 and soo cute!). After chatting for a bit, we went down to Best Buy around 10am and got sim cards for our phones. I was feeling unwell, hungry and tired but it was bearable (unbearable for me means lying on the floor in public unable to move. So if I can stand and still talk, then I’m doing good). Coming back, we had a shower and decided to go for a walk to Wholefoods two blocks away. I was still feeling ok at this point (well enough to function anyway). But an hour in wholefoods I started to deteriorate. We bought some food and walked back, my legs were becoming very slow. I’d been awake for 24 hours by this point, how was my body still functioning!!! I’m honestly very amazed and impressed. So by 230pm we had a nap and I perked up again after that.

I was worried about jetlag and if that would exacerbate my symptoms, especially if I had payback for flying so far. That is why I worked so hard on remaining calm, because the trip alone would exhaust me, freaking out and being anxious or having panic attacks would use that precious energy I needed for travelling.

I slept around 5 hours that night, so I told myself how good that was (must stay positive so I don’t create more suffering). I was really keen to go and do things as I don’t know how sick treatment will make me and if I’ll be able to do anything during or after. So we went down to a famous shopping strip and then Santa Monica Pier. It was awesome!!!! I had mild anxiety from fatigue and worrying I’d be out and end up feeling unwell, but I controlled it with my breathing and telling myself it’ll be OK and it eventually disappeared. I was out of the house from around midday to 7pm. We saw this amazing viola player right on the end of the pier playing the most incredible songs. It almost made me cry, seeing that was the highlight of my day.

Going to bed that night I was exhausted and ready for sleep, so all that walking had done good for my body clock and sleeping at a normal time. I slept from 1am through to 8am and didn’t wake once (very rare). I honestly couldn’t believe my luck with jetlag so far. This day I was desparate to do something my partner would enjoy as he’s going to be my carer for the 4 weeks of treatment, I wanted him to have some fun. I wasn’t well enough for something like Universal Studios (apparently that takes all day), so we got a Lyft (like uber) down to Hollywood. It was a 40 minute ride and we were walking and looking at things non-stop for about 6 hours. I was very tired by the end of it, but sooo happy we got to look at some amazing things like the Hollywood walk of fame, Hollywood sign, heaps of souveneer and unique shops and the Chinese Theatre. We were able to buy some presents for people so that made me happy (because I love buying presents).

The Lyft back took 50 minutes, then we headed down to Venice Beach with my cousin. Unfortunately it was later in the day and the weather turned bad so most of the shops closed and their wasn’t many people. But we still got to take a look and it was a great experience. By 8pm, all I’d done after the last few days was catching up with me. I could feel my brain started to get frazzled and my body fatigued. My cousin dropped us at a nice Korean BBQ place and I just didn’t feel well enough to sit there. I didn’t want to eat takeaway and feel crap from that either, but my body was just no longer coping with anything. So we went to a mexican takeaway place across the road where I sat there like a zombie eating and got a Lyft home. I wasn’t in a good state when we got back, so my cousin ran me a detox bath. It’s like my brain was gone, the lyme had taken over and no thoughts I had were my own. I started to freak out about leaving for treatment the next morning and cried in my partners arms for a while. Eventually I calmed down and we packed before going to bed. I was worried I was going to be sick catching 2 flights the next day, but not much I could do about it so I just reminded myself that if I feel crap, it’s not forever and I will soon be there and this day will be forgotten.

I got 4 hours sleep again and woke up 2 hours before my alarm. So I just finished packing and slowly got ready. We checked in to LA at 8am and waited for our 10am flight. I couldn’t really eat by this point and I didn’t feel very well but I was remaining positive. I think the worst thing the jetlag has done is upset my stomach. I constantly have that yuck feeling in my stomach like I have the runs and I’ve often felt like I needed to “go” but couldn’t. I think it’s from eating my large meals at “odd” times, say I might eat dinner when it’s breakfast time back home and I don’t usually eat much for breakfast, or I’ll eat lunch when it should be 3-4am back home.

We caught our flight to denver and I then realised we had 30 minutes if we landed on time to get to our next flight. They also made us check in our cabin luggage because their wasn’t enough room in the overheads and I didn’t realise until after our bags were taken that they had money and a laptop in them and one bag didn’t have a lock on it. So I had to try and not think of all worst case scenarios of the laptop getting smashed, money being stolen etc. Trusting other people is something I struggle with immensely, so picturing a worst case of what others might do to my stuff is pretty easy. I was able to tell myself we would just wait and see what happens and if anything broke or went missing, it would be inconvenient but not the end of the world.

Arriving at denver I had another wheelchair waiting for me which was great. I got pushed straight to where our other flight was (so I didn’t have to try and work it out myself) and we got put to the front of the line so I didn’t have to stand in the queue. We made it to our next flight, I was so relieved!!! I was still feeling OK too. This flight was only 60 minutes so all I did was listen to 30 minutes of meditation music and then other music. If I really thought about where we were going and that I was starting treatment in 3 days I could make myself cry from fear, so meditation really helped to put me back in the present and stay calm.

We landed and another wheelchair was waiting but I felt well enough to walk and wanted to rush to get our bags to make sure they were OK. It wasn’t a far walk anyway. Our bags came and our carry on luggage had everything in it and still in tact! YAY!!! See how worrying is just a complete waste of energy? They broke the handle on one of our large suitcases though, so it was really difficult to pull along.

We were both tired and starving by this point. Ordered a lyft and got driven 30 minutes to our hotel apartment. Our lyft driver is awesome. He’s very friendly and chatty, telling us all about Wichita and places to go and other random things. He gave us his mobile so we could message him anytime we wanted to go somewhere and he would come get us.

After dropping our stuff into our apartment (which is freakin awesome by the way!), we walked across the street to find food. There’s a Dillons supermarket that’s 24/7 just 300m away and a McDonalds and Taco Bell opposite that. Not that I can or want to eat much of those foods, but we ate Taco Bell as neither of us had had it before and I had no energy left to walk let alone grocery shop. Walking around Dillon’s was cool. I wanted to do a big grocery shop, but after 15 minutes in there I was deteriorating, so we got enough for breakfasts and snacks and left.

I fell asleep on the couch a few hours later, so when it came to bed time I was wide awake. By 1am I still couldn’t sleep so decided to unpack everything. The jetlag was definitely still messing with me, my stomach was also really upset still too. I finally fell asleep by 3am, woke up a few times and got up at 1130am. We wanted to do proper grocery shopping so I was waiting to feel energetic enough to leave the house. That wasn’t really happening so I just had to push myself out the door.

And that brings us to today where we spent the afternoon shopping in Wholefoods and Walmart. That was soo much fun! I don’t feel too tired either, probably all the excitement. Today is the day I stopped all my supplements too as I need my body to be a “clean slate” for the clinic on Monday (2 days away).

Tomorrow I’m hoping to be well enough to check out a shopping mall. I’m expecting treatment to be hard and make me feel unwell ( I think preparing for worst case scenario is smart and if I’m better than I expect then that’s a bonus), so I want to do as much as I can before all that starts. Tomorrow will be day 2 off all supplements, I hope my body continues to cope as well as it has been. I feel that the universe has been working in my favour and giving me a break before things get hard. I’m really greatful I’ve been able to enjoy touristy things and have fun before things get serious. It’s a really weird feeling though. Because I don’t feel as unwell as I usually do right before I start treatment, it’s almost like I don’t feel like a sick person. Being a tourist has helped me feel “normal” again.

My hope until Monday is that I remain present and calm, that I do not buy into my thoughts of fear and feed them and that I remain positive in all the good that will come from this. This will be the best experience of my life and I’m so greatful to have been givin this gift by all who have contributed to making it happen. Thank you xoxo

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