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fuckyeahgoodomens · 4 months
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asking-paradise · 8 months
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[Happy 4 year anniversary! This year I decided to update the icon and header for the blog; the former of which is a simple redraw, and the latter I opted to collage some of the drawings from other the years together.]
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rastro-writes · 5 months
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Want input because I cannot decide which to do, They’re all different kinds of funny.
Context; Twilight takes a hit to the head, has a dream/memory about wolfie and wild, and wakes up to wild leaning over him, checking his temperature or smth
Note on third answer; it makes sense in context, short is wild isn’t wearing his champion tunic and twilight wouldn’t know that he ever wore blue, this being the first time wild has seen twilight.
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ask-firespiritcookie · 9 months
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((To the person who sent the ask, I’m letting you know that I am NOT ignoring you, I just wanted to share Knight’s new hairstyle before I continue lolol))
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askhospilabnovela · 9 months
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YO
ITS YA BOI THE GOBLIN
Anyway
Candy is such a great partner for this blog- (especially since they’ve done all of the art so far lmao) so uuuh- YEAH THEYRE REALLY COOL
I’ll make art eventually- one day
I SWEAR
That’s all
Just wanted to prove I’m alive
— @confusedgoblin (your favorite goblin man <3)
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alastairstom · 1 year
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asktherexsquad · 2 years
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Rex Vanishes
Note: THIS IS NOT CANON!!! I'd just always wondered how it would go if the Rex Squad had to deal with what happened to canon Rex in the Lego movie 2 with their own Rex. Well, now we all know, it's this:
No one knew at what time Rex had slipped away.
With all the revelry it was hard to blame them, but of course blaming themselves was just what they did.
The squad had spent the whole day celebrating their shared birthday, and the festivities had lasted long into the night. Good food, sightseeing, basking in their accomplishments, games, desserts, drinking, gifts of weapons and maps and tools... they all were kept busy. It was possible they'd assumed Rex had gone to the bathroom and it had gone long. Their communicators never gave them any indication that something was wrong. But how could it have detected... that? How could any of them have known?
How could they have known that Skywalker would wander into a storage room to get more plates, only to find Rex collapsed on the ground, sobbing quietly, one of his legs missing?
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Rem and Rocket burst into the room mere moments after Skywalker gave her distress call, frantically scanning the room... It didn't take them long to find what they were looking for.
Rem gave a sharp cry and clapped his hands to his mouth, Rocket teetered dangerously and had to lean against one of the shelves for support.
Rex was laying on the ground in front of them, propped up against Skywalker's body as she curled around him, stroking her snout that rest on his singular thigh, staring blankly at his semi-transparent hand as it moved over her.
His entire left leg was missing. The place where his body continued at his waist was strangely blurred, as if his body were turning into a still fog at the line where his body disappeared.
"... Rex..." Rem whispered, tears welling up in his eyes.
Rex barely seemed able to acknowledge they were there, despondent eyes flicking over both of them before landing on his fading right hand as it lay on Skywalker again.
He wasn't crying anymore, though his eyes were still red... His expression looked so empty.
Rem and Rocket slowly crouched in front of man and raptor, their eyes also locked on his hand. To their horror, as they watched, it faded away completely, the invisibility spreading from his fingertips and over his palm. Rex slowly lifted the blurry stump of his arm, turning it this way and that, as if examining it would make his hand reappear.
"What's happening, Rex??" Rem suddenly cried, making Rex jump, shaking him out of his daze.
Rex's wide eyes landed on Rem, the tears streaming down his cheeks as he desperately waited for an answer, then over to Rocket, pale and trembling and frightened in a way Rex had never seen him before.
"... I'm sorry," was all Rex could manage, before his tears began again in earnest.
All at once Rex was sobbing, hunched over Skywalker, using his arms to hide his face. "I-I'm sorry...!! I d... I didn't want you to see this...!!!"
"Rex, please, stop hiding...!" Rocket choked out, reaching over and grabbing his arms. Rex froze, trembling, but didn't fight Rocket as he gently lowered them. He couldn't bring himself to look up at their heartbreaking expressions.
"... Rex..." Rocket said in a quiet, broken voice, stroking his cheek with a hand. "... Talk to us. What's happening...? And why? Please Rex, we want to help you..."
Rem nodded silently, not trusting himself to speak through his tears.
Rex swallowed hard, trying to regain control of his voice.
"... I... I thought... I thought I'd escaped. I thought I... I thought we had... m-made something new." Rem and Rocket stayed silent, waiting for him to elaborate. Rex stared at his arm as more of it began to fade, panic creeping into his voice. "... Time... isn't a straight line. Rocket is proof of that. I... I thought Rem and I were safe. That he... That he wouldn't have to become me for me to... to continue to... to exist." Rex's face crumpled with despair again, and he barely got his words out through his sobs. "I-I.... I thought... w-we would be okay...!!"
Realization quickly turned to horror on Rem and Rocket's faces, Rem turning away to hide another sob.
This was all his fault...!!
Rex looked up at his anguished sound, eyes wide with regret. "Rem, no, please--" He reached out with the hand he still had, and Rem quickly reached out to take it, squeezing him desperately. "Rem, I never wanted you to become me. If you did, I... I would have lost you forever. You wouldn't be Rem anymore... And you would have to go back like I did, and... and I'd... I'd never see you again." He squeezed Rem's hand, trembling from the effort of holding back his tears. "I knew... That it was possible that I could disappear. But... I didn't care...! I still don't care!!! Rem, all I wanted was you...!!! I couldn't give you up for my own sake!!!"
Rem shook his head, taking Rex's hand in both of his and holding it to his lips. "Rex... But n-now I'm losing you...! D-did you think about how I'd feel?? This... This isn't fair, Rex...!!"
Rex gave a watery laugh, turning away and watching the last of his upper arm disappear, before closing his eyes. "... I guess... this is my last dick move, huh...? Had to... make you both cry one last time."
Rocket shook his head, leaning over Skywalker to grab Rex by the shoulders. "Rex, don't you talk like that, we can still fix this...! You're not gone yet, we can... we can transport your brain into a computer!! And then we can build you a robot body, and it'll be like you never left us!!! We can still--"
Rex silenced him with a look, Rocket's words dying in his throat. And suddenly he couldn't breathe, his breaths coming as desperate, shallow gasps as tears streamed down his cheeks. "... You... You can't leave us, Rex...! It's still too soon...!!"
"No, this... This was always my time limit." Rex pulled his hand free from Rem's, and now they could see that one has begun to fade as well. "Nothing we could have done would have stopped this. If the flow of time decided it wanted me gone... Then there's nothing we can do."
"That's bullshit!!" Rem snapped, making Rex give a start. Before Rex could comment on his foul mouth, Rem went on. "You said it yourself, time isn't a line! So it isn't a loop either! I... I shouldn't have to go back to keep you!! That...! That doesn't make sense!!! You changed history by coming back for me! You never had someone go back for you!! So why...?! This is all bullshit!! I...!!" Rem buried his hands in his hair, giving an anguished wail. "This isn't fair!!!"
Rex squeezed his eyes shut, unable to bear the pain of Rem's despair. "I... I know... I know!! But... All this time I thought... I thought we were safe, I... I'm so sorry...!" Rex stared at his hand again, his frustration making it tremble slightly. "I guess it... It was too much to ask that I be allowed to live without fear with you two... All I wanted was... was to be happy with you."
Skywalker pulled her head aside, and like she'd suspected, Rem and Rocket instantly moved forward, throwing their arms around their co-captain, their partner... Their Rex.
Rex clung to Rem desperately with his one remaining arm, eyes wide as he stared off into the distance. "... I... I'm so scared. I don't know what's going to happen to me. Or to any of you. I... I'm scared...!"
Rem nodded in understanding, giving a hiccuping sob as he nuzzled into Rex's hair. "I know... I am too...!"
Rocket buried his fingers in Rex's shirt, shaking slightly. "... F-for all we know... M... Maybe this isn't the end, maybe... Maybe you're just... being sent s-somewhere else...!" Rocket gave a juddering exhale, hiding his face in Rex's neck. "... Promise me... Promise me you'll come find us... Promise me you'll try to come back...!"
"I promise Rocket..." Rex whispered, feeling the pressure ease as his other arm disappeared completely, no longer able to hold them. "I promise that as long as I have breath in my body I'll be on my way back to you."
Rocket nodded slightly, leaning back, letting his arms go slack. "... Good. We'll be waiting for you."
"We'll be looking for you, too...!" Rem promised, giving Rex a squeeze. "We're not powerless here, we... We won't stop looking for you, alive or dead!!"
Rex gave a watery laugh, turning to kiss the top of Rem's head. "Is that a threat...??"
"It's a promise!!" Rem yelled into his shoulder, squeezing him tightly.
Rex saw the toe of his boot starting to vanish as well, and he had to close his eyes at the sight. "... I promise too. I promise... I'll always... always be yours..no matter what."
Rem took Rex's face gently in his hands, leaning in to kiss him.
It hurt.
When Rem leaned back Rocket was instantly there to take his place, his hand on Rex's cheek guiding their lips together, for one last bit of tender contact.
He'd never felt this much pain before.
"Lay me back," Rex said quietly, closing his eyes.
Rocket nodded, guiding him to lay down beside Skywalker as his leg disappeared completely, and the blur began to spread up his torso. The large raptor have a sad croon as her own tears fell, gently nosing Rex's cheek, making him give a chuckle that sounded more like a sob.
"Sky... You tell the other raptors how much I love them. You guys... were the family I never had. You guys take care of each other," he said in a watery voice, giving her a wobbly smile.
[We will...] Skywalker said softly, closing her eyes as she curled around him.
Rocket and Rem leaned over Rex, eyes locked on his face, not letting themselves look down at the nothingness as it consumed his body.
"I love you, Rex," Rem said quietly.
"I love you too. So much," Rocket echoed. "And we'll see you later, okay...? I promise you that we'll see each other again."
Rex nodded, swallowing hard as he felt that terrifying nothing envelop his chest.
What would happen after this? Where would they go? What would any of them do???
"I don't... I don't wanna go," Rex muttered, wide eyes locking on the ceiling. "There's... There's so much I haven't done, I... I'll miss you all too much...!"
"Which is why you gotta come back, okay?" Rem choked out. "You gotta come back, so we can do it all...!!"
"Yeah. Yeah, okay," Rex whispered, closing his eyes. It was happening so fast now, his neck was gone, he couldn't feel it, he was...
His eyes locked on Rem and Rocket's faces, tracing over them desperately, burning them into his mind. "... I love you."
"We love you too," Rem said in a voice barely more than a breath.
"Always will, you jackass," Rocket whispered, giving him a wobbly smile.
Rex nodded slightly, relief crossing his expression.
They loved him.
Everything would be okay.
They loved him...
He closed his eyes, sighing out one final breath...
and let time take him.
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kdramaxoxo · 1 year
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What is the gif where he's on the ground and she's holding him cry hugging him? I don't remember that scene or what episode it's of Happiness been forever since I watched. if you're a PSH stan you should watch Soundtrack # 1 too bad it was too short.
I have a terrible memory so I'm gonna ask the audience about that scene! I think it's when he's all bloody and passed out toward the end because she's in her military outfit she wears then.
I saw Soundtrack #1 - much cutes!
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lostonehero · 9 months
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This doesn't take place in my au
This, however, will be smut
Slight non con, but to be fair, William is pushing it, and he didn't realize what Henry is capable of
This is an au, and there might be a supernatural twist
Also Henry will forever be a soft man because he's strong enough to be kind
Apparently there's plot too
It had barely been a week since his daughter's body was found. His own creation was wrapped around her as if it were trying to save her. Henry took a breath and wiped his red eyes. He was tired of crying and wanted to wrap his hands around whoevers neck took his daughter.
Henry sighs, rubbing his face as he leans back in his chair. His nerves were frayed to hell and back, and he could barely contain his emotions he tried to so hard to keep inside. He had to get a handle on himself he was in their shared workshop, and he knew William would be checking on him any moment.
"Oh Henry?" A familiar British accent barely got Henry to relax enough to put on the face of a mourning father rather than a man fueled by red hot rage.
"William." Henry sighs, the taller man has been quite clingy since the news broke, and he couldn't tell if it was out of him trying to comfort him or he was hiding something. "I told you I just need to work."
"You're pushing yourself too hard, Henry. You just lost your daughter. You should be at home mourning, the funeral was yesterday." William smiles like a snake who just got his prey.
Henry barely pays him no mind, not even sparing a glance. "William, I need to take my mind off of that. Let me get back to work."
"Henry, you haven't even started on this blank piece of paper. Come now, let me take you somewhere to relax." William reaches out and touches his friend's shoulder. He doesn't let it show on his face, but the heat radiating from the shorter man was too much even from a man with a fever. "You feel feverish Henry you have to take care of yourself."
Henry grits his teeth and shuts his eyes. "William, I'm warning you. I want to be left alone."
William now had both his hands on Henry's shoulders. "Now Henry, I'm only trying to keep your health in mind. Now come o-" he freezes as Henry turns and snatches his hand in an iron grip.
"I said enough." Henry's voice got an octave lower, and a whisper of an accent he was hiding comes to light. Something seemed to click, and William could swear he saw something glow behind his friend's amber eyes. His grip only got tighter. "You son of a bitch."
"Henry, what's with that tone?" He barely gets out as his friends grip gets tighter to the point it was painful. "H-hey relax. I'm only trying to help." William freezes the smell of smoke came out of nowhere, and he finally looks at his friend in the eyes again, and they went black with red pupils. "H-henry?"
Henry breaks the chair, yanking William closer. "You're the one who killed her. You killed her for what? Something I slighted you with? A petty act of revenge? Or were you just jealous?" He gives a heavy sigh and smoke pours from his lips. "I should break you where you stand."
William felt something he hadn't felt since he was young, and his father came home in a bad mood, fear. "Henry, I did it for us." He choked out. Why couldn't he lie? That isn't what he wanted to say.
"For us?" Henry's free hand wrapped around William's neck. "For us! William you fucking..." He throws the taller man to the floor. Every breath he took, let out smoke that curled around him. "Charlie was my baby girl, and you thought killing her was for us?" A deep growl tore from his throat.
William barely sits up from the throw when a clawed hand grabs his shirt, pulling him up. "Henry, please, I love you. Now, there isn't anything stopping us." He yelps as he feels a burn around his neck as Henry returns his grip around it. "He-Henry, please, I just wanted..."
"You're getting exactly what you want." Henry growls. He didn't exactly know what he was doing, but it felt right. He pulls William up to stand and removes his hand. A mark was burned into his neck. It was his mark. William was his to do with as he pleased. He watched Williams' eye roll back as he fainted.
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William woke up tied to a bed in a room he recognized as Henry's guest room. His neck ached, and it had to be a dream. How could Henry know what he did? He must have been hallucinating. He had to be drugged.
The sound of the door opening alerted his gaze. That was Henry. He didn't look what he had seen before. "Henry? Can you untie me?"
Henry sighs and frowns. He looked down at William like he was a piece of meat. "Aren't you happy now? You got exactly what you wanted." He pours William a glass of water and pushes a sandwich over to the man. "Eat."
William's eyes widen as his body moves against his own control like he is a puppet as he finishes the food and drinks in front of him. "Henry?" He felt something twist inside of him, and shudders finally got back control. He wrapped his arms around him.
"Ma always wanted a boy, and she did anything she could to get one." Henry sighs, moving the dirty dishes away as he sits next to William. I may have acted rash." The sound of footsteps and a child's giggles went down the hall. "I should have known whatever happened would be passed down genetics and such, probably why Margaret died in childbirth." His gaze returns to William. "I took the liberty of taking in Micheal since your wife seemed so happy to get rid of him along with you."
William swallows. "What...?" He physically cannot speak when Henry presses a finger to his lips.
"I am not finished. You've been asleep for a week straight, William. I cleaned up after you. Everything has been taken care of from paperwork to the police. Now, you will act my partner, and you will be a better father to Micheal." He narrows his eyes. "You will treat my daughter with respect and care. You will be in my room for bed. We will continue to work as business partners and expand fredbears, understood?"
William nods unable to refuse.
"Good. You got what you wanted, now you must accept the Consenqueses of your actions. You may speak and do what you will today we are are off the diner is closed for renovations we will be working on tomorrow." Henry smiles and snaps, and the binding around William vanish. "Micheal has the guest room you should check on him."
William gets up against his own will and is already walking down the hall.
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Something clicked, and he had full control of his body, but he didn't want to leave yet. "Micheal, what's that book?" Pointing to the old worn cover of a book that looks very out of place in an 11 year olds room.
"Uncle Henry gave it to me. I'm using it as a journal." Micheal shrugs, going back to his homework. "Uh..."
"What is it, Micheal?" William gets closer to his son. He's doing his math homework, and it seems he's having trouble.
"Do you know how to do this?" Micheal sighs. He's not exactly used to his father wanting to interact with him, let alone help him.
William nods. "Of course so..."
It took about an hour, but they got through the math homework, and then Micheal showed him his sketchbook. William was impressed. Sure, the sketches were rough, but there was potential. He didn't know Micheal had this talent. After that, Micheal left to play outside. He was boy after all and had the energy to burn.
William sighs. He had to figure out what was going on. What did Henry do to him if he did anything. Micheal did keep pointing out his neck, but in the mirror, he couldn't see anything. Something in him had changed, and he couldn't put his finger on what. He has never been this out of sorts before.
William has always had control over himself along with his darker urges unless it came to his friend. He never really cared about anything but Henry, but now he felt something for Micheal, like he wanted to protect him, and he didn't understand. It's like something was switched on in his head, and his logical mind was trying to process it.
William huffs, making his way to the living room where Henry is reading a book. Everything felt tilted, and he wanted answers.
"How is Micheal doing?" Henry glances at William with a look that hints he knows more than he lets on.
"I helped him with his homework." William drops himself on the couch next to Henry. "What did you do to me?"
Henry smiles, shutting his book, and adjusts his glasses. "I own you, William."
William feels where Micheal was pointing on his neck and started to burn. "W-what?" He holds his neck trying relieve the feeling.
"It's only fair. I merely did what you desired. Now you can't leave me ever." Henry smiles, leaning back into the couch. "Come now, did you think that was a dream? It wasn't."
William swallows, staring at Henry. "What did you do to me?" He asks again, and the burning had stopped.
"Everything comes with a price, William." Henry leans closer, grabbing William's collar. "Maybe next time you will use your words rather than a knife."
William shudders and feels something inside coil and burns with something he doesn't have the name for. "I think..." He swallows. "I..."
Henry smiles, letting go. "William, you're allowed to be yourself. However, I just added some things to help you be better." He pauses. "Now William, how about you do your own thing, I wouldn't want to ruin our short vacation from work."
William nods, hugging his chest. He didn't move from his spot. He didn't feel angry or upset he just felt confused, like the answer was in front of him, but it was out of focus, and he couldn't see it. He was happy he had Henry, but he was changing as a result, and he didn't understand it. It takes him a moment for him to speak again.
They fell into a quiet conversation about what William missed in the last week.
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William blinks. He must have made a wrong turn. This was Henry's room, and it was night. He shouldn't be here, nor should he be in his bed as much as he desired it. He seemed to have walked past the room a dozen more time until he grew frustrated. This was nonsense he was walking a straight line he can't keep ending up here.
William huffs, opening the door. Henry was in nothing but his boxers. His mouth went dry as he drank in the views, and he suddenly felt overdressed and overheated. His pants were tight, and everything felt like lightning on his skin. "H-henry?"
Henry chuckles. "Well, William, come inside." His voice dripped with a southern accent that made William's knees weak. "I might as well reward you for your first day of being a good father to Micheal. Now you're allowed to tell me if it's too much and to stop, understood?"
William nods as he shuts the door behind him. His shame grew in his pants as Henry continued to talk his voice was like honey. "I-i understand." This is what he desired. Why was he suddenly feeling so scared like he was prey.
Henry nods. "Good now, my little rabbit undress for me. I need relief, and I need to parse out your boundaries. I've never embraced this part of myself, so you're in for a treat."
William strips down till he's in nothing but his birthday suit. He swallows as he moves to the bed. He lays down, staring up at Henry. He was already hard and had precum dripping from his head, Henry hadn't even flinched he felt out of control, and it was intoxicating.
Henry snaps, and William sits up and moves back. "We are going to go slow. I've never been with a man before, so you will have to bear with me." He removes his own boxers and moves to sit in front of William. "You have what you want, now do as you please."
William's pupils seem blown like he was high. His body moves again without his restraint as he locks lips with Henry, his beard scratched along his face, and he purrs. He pulls himself into Henry's lap. He shudders and suddenly pushes away. "I- somethings wrong." He felt something drip from behind him. Something warm was coming out of him dripping, and his face went red. His body was different.
Henry held Williams chin and put a thumb over his lips. "Like I said, William. There's a price you paid for your desires." His amber eyes seemed to calm William where he sat back up. "Do you want me to look?"
William shakes his head, he felt like a nervous teenager during their first time. He slowly reaches down and feels the slick wetness coming from his ass, and he shudders he barely even touches himself, and it tugged on the pleasure points in his mind like strings on a guitar. His body started to get hot, and he whined.
Henry brushes the hair out of William's face. "You have to use your words. I can't read your mind."
"Sensitive, v-very sensitive." William pulls himself back onto Henry's lap. His face lit up red. "Touch me, I need you to touch me."
Henry goes slow, and the slick wetness coming from William worked just as well as lube. He easily puts one finger in, then a second to stretch him.
William mews in pleasure, and everything felt like a jolt to his senses in every perfect way. "He-Henry, please." He pulls Henry's hand out and pushes the other man's member into him. "Big."
"Greedy thing, aren't you." Henry hums. "What now my little rabbit?" He groans as William starts to bounce at a sloppy pace, but it keeps him quiet trying to contain his grunts and soft moans.
William shuts his eyes he can feel his own release building, this felt like a dream. It felt way too good to be real. He bit at Henry's lip and licked the blood he spilled. He trailed kisses down his partner neck as his pace became brutal. "Mmh Henry." He could feel Henry's hips buckle as they came together.
Henry groans panting. "William?"
"Yes?" William sighs satisfied.
"Move." Henry bites his lip as William pulls himself off. He takes a breath and gets off the bed, and then he picks up William.
William felt satisfied, and whatever came next, he would be fine with he got what he wanted. He didn't expect to be placed into a warm bath. "Huh?"
Henry had a soft look on his face as he slowly cleaned William up. "Don't act surprised." He sighs. "I'm not good at keeping up the cruel act. It's supposed to be my nature, but... I mostly lose myself to anger and well..." He frowns. "Well, you're experiencing that outcome."
William felt something different, he has never allowed himself to feel vulnerable before. He didn't think he was capable of having these emotions. It was overwhelming. He shuts his eyes and takes a breath. "Did you mess with my head?"
Henry frowns rubbing soap over William. "I didn't do that on purpose." He rests his hands in the warm water. "I don't exactly have good control over my inhuman nature."
William takes a breath. This would be difficult, but he wasn't mad. He didn't know what these new emotions were bubbling in his mind, but he could handle it. "What do you mean you didn't do it on purpose?"
Henry gives a sheepish smile. "So... I smelled Charlie's blood on you after you came into the workshop. I kind of snapped. I was already on edge and had poor control of myself." He sighs. "My ma, well, she wanted a boy more than anything and didn't want to risk another girl." He sighs again. "Do you know about the crossroads?"
William crosses his arms and gives an annoyed look to Henry. "I know how roads work, Henry." He felt somewhat normal as Henry cleaned him of the act they just preformed.
Henry shakes his head. "Not exactly what I'm talking about. There's a legend well, more like a warning about the crossroads. That's where you would go to make a deal. I know you aren't from America, and more importantly, from the American South, but you must know that you shouldn't make deals with the things at the crossroads." He sighs and dumps water on William's head and then combs his hair back with his hand. "My ma was not a good person, and I'm sure the creature at the crossroads feared her for her actions. My ma wanted a son, and in exchange, the creature took my mom's offering. She was pregnant with me right after the deal closed."
William frowns. "Everything has a price." Repeating what Henry has been saying.
Henry nods. "Yeah." His southern accent dissapears. "My sister was the one to truly raise me. I don't use that part of me unless I lose grip of my emotional control. I seem to have uh branded you." He pulls his hands back. "I don't know how to fix this, I uh Charlie well.... you didn't kill her. Genetics are something. She dug herself out of her grave."
"I'm sorry she what?" William stares at Henry.
"Yeah, I left that out when we talked before." Henry sighs. "I've been testing out my abilities, and uh, fixed things enough that nobody can recall she died here. Uh, I didn't do anything to Clara. When you didn't come home, she took Evan and Elizabeth and left. Micheal walked to my home."
William frowns he didn't like that feeling when he heard about Micheal. "I'm not surprised, but was Micheal ok?"
"He was hungry and pretty beat up. I fed him and got all his stuff from your home, and then I got your things. I have given him something from my biological father. That old notebook, uh, it should help him in the future. Well, I mean..." He sighs. "He won't be able to stay normal if he remains here, and before you say anything, it's for his safety."
William frowns but accepts that answer. "Help me out of here."
Henry nods. "Of course." He frowns. "I didn't mean to be so forceful. Are you ok? And I swear I didn't know your body had changed."
William sighs, holding onto Henry as he picks him up. "The commands..." He swallows, and he's trying to go through his mind that started to get sluggish from exhaustion. "The commands, I would like to make rules."
Henry nods, drying off the taller man. "I again don't really know how this works, but I'll do my best to be careful."
William nods and allows himself to be carried to bed. He's out cold before his head hits the pillow.
.....
It's been a few days since that incident, and both men forgot a holiday was happening and that the kids had off from school. Henry made William stay home with the two kids. That's where he was now. Micheal was pulling his hand.
"Micheal, please use your words. I will not have you drag me around." William sighs.
"Dad Charlie's bleeding." Micheal huffs.
"I can get you guys a bandage." William raised his brow. They both got cuts and scrapes all the time. A little blood didn't phase either of them. Not to mention the fact he stabbed Charlie and the little girl just forgave him because she got to play in the mud.
Micheal huffs. "Charlie can't put a bandage down there."
William pauses for a moment. "A bandaid down...oh." Panic was a new feeling William decided he hated. "Get Charlie, and we're going for a ride, ok?"
Micheal nods and runs to get Charlie.
The car ride was quiet as William took both to the store. "Ok, before we get out. I can answer questions."
"Why am I bleeding?" Charlie frowns. "Also, why am I sitting on a towel?"
William sighs. "Well, you're becoming a woman." He pauses as the two kids look at him puzzled. "Charlie, your body is changing, and what is happening is called Well uh a period." He's thankful Clara forced him to learn about this for Elizabeth. "Boys and girls have different parts, and uh, girls have a uterus, and that sheds its lining once a month, which can cause cramps and bleeding for 7 days at most."
"I can bleeding for 7 days without dying?" Charlie has a look of excitement.
"Yes." William sighs.
"Ha." Charlie giggles.
"No fair." Micheal sighs.
William took a breath. "So Charlie, we're going inside and getting pads. You can put them on your underwear so you don't bleed through and stain things."
Charlie nods. "If I get this because I'm a girl, what does Micheal get?"
"Yeah, do I get something cool?" Micheal nods.
William rubs his temples. "Your voice will get deeper, and your body will go through changes like getting more hair."
Micheal huffs. "That's so lame."
"Ha, I get to bleed." Charlie sticks her tongue out.
William takes a breath. "Ok, both of you out, we're going to get them, then Charlie will go put one on in the bathroom."
"Ok." Charlie smiles
"Still not fair." Micheal crosses his arms.
......
Henry got back, and the first thing he wanted to do was finally talk to William about the commands, they both had been dancing around the issue. He also had to ask him about his mood swings. He's normally so collected, maybe it had to do with him accidently messing around his head. He stops when his daughter runs up to him.
"Daddy, Daddy, guess what happened?" Charlie grins.
"Oh, what has you so excited today? Did you have a nice day off?" Henry smiles.
"I'm bleeding!" Charlie says with excitement.
Henry pauses and frowns. "Darling, are you ok?"
"Yeah, Uncle William told me I'm becoming a woman and that I get to bleed every month. I can bleed for days and not die. Isn't that cool?" Charlie looks up at Henry bouncing with excitement.
Henry nods. "That's very cool. Now how about we call your aunt and she can talk to you about it."
"Ok, sounds good." Charlie giggles and runs off.
Henry takes a breath and spots William in the living room reading a book. "William?"
William looked over. "Before you freak out, Clara made me read every book there was on it for Elizabeth. Also, women hate their periods, so why is she excited?"
Henry takes another breath and sits down. "William, why didn't you call Jen?"
"Because I don't like your sister." William huffs he hates being unable to lie when Henry is near him.
"That is an awful reason." Henry sighs. "Is she ok with everything?"
"She understands what she has to do and how to put on sanitary products. After we shopped I had to give the talk to both of them. Thankfully, Micheal is still in the girls are gross phase, and Charlie really doesn't seem to care about sex?" William shrugs. "Charlie seems more interested in playing in the dirt."
Henry sighs and covers his face. "Ok." William had been acting different he had more patience than before. He would have never taken the time to explain things to children or would have sat down to explain things to children, especially about puberty. He was still William, but the sharp edges were smoothing out, and it felt like a mask was pulled away.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" William frowns.
"We have to talk." Henry sighs. "After the kids go to bed."
......
"Henry, why can't I lie to you?" William bit is lip he can feel nervous, jitters buzz around his head. He didn't understand all these new feelings, he has never dealt with them before, and now it felt like a flood gate opened, and he had lost control of himself.
Henry pauses, sitting next to William in the bedroom. "I tend to have that effect on people close to me. Jen hates it, but we've come to an agreement about it. I honestly don't know why it happens. As I said before, I haven't really tested out my inhuman nature unless I lose control of my emotions."
William frowns and crosses his arms. "That doesn't really explain anything." He sighs he felt odd like he was raw and something tugged at his mind. "I... Henry, what else will happen to my body?"
"I don't know." Henry frowns. "I'll be here for you, though." He grabs William's hand.
A flutter of an emotion flickered in Willaim, and he could feel his face heat up. "Thank you, but that doesn't answer my question."
Henry smiles. Yeah, this was still William.
......
Anger was an emotion William was quite familiar with, but his this wasn't that. Frustration was a better word, but even that didn't quite fit it. He was upset, but he couldn't figure out why, and it made him more upset. He wanted something, and he didn't really understand what that something was. He seethe as he barely got this sketch done. He had to finish this concept for Circus Baby's, but he just couldn't focus.
"William?" Henry's voice broke through William's frustration, and he melted as a calm washed over him. "William, are you alright?"
William shifted in his seat, putting his pencil down. He swallows and realizes what he wants. He felt like an animal in heat. "Henry?"
Henry slowly approached, looking over William's shoulder. "Oh, that's a good design." He places his hand on William's shoulder. He pauses hearing a strangled moan from his partner's lips. "William?" A smell hit his nose all too sudden, and he jerked his hand away. "William!"
William huffed. "Fix it." He pushes the papers away on his desk. "Henry, please."
"William, we are at work, control yourself." Henry watches William stiffen, and his pupils return to normal as he lays his head on the desk. "What has gotten into you?"
"I wanted you." William groans his seat was wet. "I need to bring extra clothes here." He pulls himself up, no longer feeling that overwhelming sensation. He rubs his temples. "I..." He stops. He didn't understand this feeling or why his cheeks were red and his insides twisted. He covers his face. "Henry..." He groans. He felt like a child.
"Are you ok?" Henry sighs and pulls up a chair next to William. "What happened?"
"I don't know." William huffs. "I don't understand these feelings. I've never felt like this before."
Henry pauses. "You've never been embarrassed?"
"Is that what this is?" William groans, sinking into his chair. "I thought shame and embarrassment were myths."
Henry's lips pull into a frown. He did minor in psychology. He knew what it meant to be a sociopath not having emotions the same way others do, lacking the ability to be empathic, among other things. It clicks for him. He gave William emotions and empathy. No wonder why he thought it was a good idea to kill Charlie to get to him. Henry sighs. "William, I think I know what happened."
William looks over at Henry. "Before, you tell me, can you get me a spare security uniform? My pants are wet." His face was red as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
Henry sighs. "Go to our private bathroom clean up while I get you some clean clothes."
William got up against his wishes and moved mechanically to the bathroom. This time, he was ok with this command he didn't think he could have gotten up by himself.
Henry comes back to the bathroom, opening the door with his spare key. "I got you one of the security uniforms, are you ok?"
William yanks it from Henry putting it on. "I'm clean." Be sighs face, finally returning to the pale color. "Thank you."
Henry pauses. "I think I know what I did to you... uh, minus the body stuff. I don't exactly know how that's working." He shifts, turning away from William as he puts on the clothes.
William frowns as he gets dressed. "What did you do to my head, Henry?"
Henry frowns. "Do you know what a sociopath is?"
"No?" William sighs. "Why would that even be important?"
Henry sighs. "Well, what I'm realizing is that I think I took that away from you."
"Ok. You're still not explaining this." William huffs. "I'm dressed you can look."
Henry turns back around. "Well, uh, so I think I might have given you empathy and the ability to process emotions."
William raises his brow. "Right..." He didn't really believe him, but it was as if what was happening was getting into focus but still out of reach. "Let's just get back to work."
.....
Micheal was staring at his father and hadn't taken his eyes off of him. William hasn't noticed.
Henry sees this. "Hey Micheal, why are you staring at your father?"
Micheal frowns. "Dads been weird he hasn't gotten mad at me or yelled at me."
Henry frowns. "But that's a good thing."
"I don't know." Micheal sighs. "Dad has always been better than mom. I miss Lizzie and Evan, even if that were annoying." He frowns, looking up at his uncle. "Why does mom hate me? Dad never cared enough to hate me he cared for me, I have his accent. The other kids made fun of me for it, but he gave that to me. I like my accent."
Henry frowns and kneels down next to Micheal. "I don't know, Micheal, but what do you want now?"
Micheal continues to frown. "I don't know."
William finally spots Micheal with Henry, and he comes over and picks up Micheal without saying a word. Micheal latches onto William in an instant he wasn't crying, but he stopped making noise. William sighs. "Are you overwhelmed?"
Micheal nods, burying his face in his father's shoulder.
William sighs, he knew Micheal had his so-called fits, and he never cared before locking him in his room, and that seemed to do the trick. Now something made his chest hurt, and he had to comfort Micheal. "Alright, how about you sit on my lap and help me go through sketches."
Micheal nods again, seemingly unable to speak.
Henry raises his brow. "Micheal..."
"He doesn't want to talk, Henry. We're going to go over the new designs and pick the best ones." William frowns, bringing Micheal to the work shed outside.
......
Henry watches William come back to his room like clockwork. "Is Micheal alright?"
William nods, stripping himself down to his boxers. "He has fits. I would normally lock him in his room and keep the others away from him, and that seemed to work. I don't know why I picked him up." He frowns. "He drew some designs, and they weren't bad."
Henry frowns. "William?"
William sighs, crawling into bed. "I guess I feel better that Micheal is ok. I've never felt things like this before, I don't even know what it's called, and I don't trust care. It doesn't feel bad." He crosses his arms. "Everything is weird. I don't have perfect control anymore. You infected me with this empathy." He huffs. "I can't turn off emotions anymore. I don't have control of myself."
Henry hums. "That's normal, William."
"For you." William huffs.
"Would you feel better if I touched you?" Henry swallows as that smell again comes from William as if he flicked a switch.
William's face turns red. "No, but I want you to explore my body. Tell me what you find." He shifts, feeling a wetness grow below him. "I feel like I'm going through a second puberty." He grabs Henry's hand as his pupils widen.
Henry takes a deep breath that smell was intoxicating, and his body reacted accordingly. "I want you to top me. I want to feel how you unraveled under my touch. Get the bottle of lube in the draw, and you get to wreck me."
Something shifted in William's mind, and he started to drool. He watched Henry remove his own underwear. His own hand reached out and grabbed the bottle, and he lathered his fingers. "Lay down. I can't do it while you sit up."
Henry nods and lays down and makes a noise of surprise as William pulled his legs up and teased the first finger in without warning. "William, feels weird." It wasn't unpleasant, just weird. He takes a breath. "You can keep going. I told you I want you to wreck me."
William adds another finger scissoring and stretching Henry, then a third, and he hits something.
Henry gasps and grips the sheets. "What was that?" He groans as his own dick was painfully hard.
William chuckles. "I found your little pleasure button." He pulls his fingers out and uses the lube and his own slick to coat his penis and fully inserts himself without warning. "You're really tight, Henry. Come now, I'm not too big for you."
Henry groaned he felt too full. William was resting against that spot, and he wanted him to move. He took a breath as William started to move.
William smelled smoke as he picked up the pace and locked lips with Henry. He tasted ash and blood in Henry's mouth. It was intoxicating. His were thrusts getting erratic as he felt a build-up of pressure. "I'm close."
Henry moans feeling William cum inside of him he came hard splatter it on William's chest. He finally noticed the smoke coming from his mouth as William let his bruised lips go. His face lights up. "William, don't breathe that in." He shudders as William pulls himself out of him.
William smiles. "But I like the taste." He stares into Henry's eyes they were black and red again. "You're addicting." He laid himself on Henry's chest. "You're also very warm."
A sense of claim twisted Henry's mind, and he wanted to mark William up with his teeth. He swallows and wraps his arms around William. "You're making me want to do unspeakable things."
William chuckles. "Then do it. You own me, don't you? I'm just your little pet." He feels Henry move, then the sharp pain of teeth tearing into his flesh. "O-oh." His body suddenly felt as if it was on fire, and it hurt. He couldn't move he bit his lip as he felt Henry bite harder and sigh in relief when his partner unhinged his jaw.
Henry licked the blood from his lips. He looked satisfied, then guilt rushed into his features as the black and red drained from his eyes, and his normal amber ones were in their place. "No fuck." He unwraps himself and pushes William away. "Why did I do that? Fucking no I didn't want to hurt you."
William felt tears drip across his face. He didn't know why he was crying. It hurt, yeah, but Henry pushed him away, and that seemed to hurt him to his core. "H-henry?" His voice sounded weak. He reached out and grabbed Henry's hand. It made him feel better. "No." He shakes his head his mind felt like a storm went through destroying any coherent thoughts. He takes a breath. "No."
Henry pauses, letting William hold onto him. Why did he suddenly look upset like someone took something important from him. "You have to use your words. Here, let me get something for that it's deep."
"No!" William shouts his mind, getting clear enough to understand what he truly wanted to say. "The.... the bite hurt." He sighs. "Needed that, though." He uses his free hand to rub his face. "Don't push me away, I don't like that." He felt like a child with how his thoughts didn't make sense. "Body is being weird, and my mind doesn't understand it."
Henry pulls William into his lap. "Ok, I won't push you away." He sighs. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I lost control of myself." His own body felt off like whatever he was holding back, didn't want that anymore, and he had a sinking feeling he wouldn't be able to pretend to be normal anymore. "William, tell me, is something happening to you right now?"
William frowns and shuts his eyes. "I don't know." He lets out a sigh. "I want to clean up."
Henry nods. "Ok." That subject was dropped for the evening as they cleaned up the mess they made.
.....
Charlie kicked her feet as she was drawing, Micheal was drawing something too, but she didn't really care. They were at fredbears because their dads were working. She liked it here, but since Micheal's mom is gone, they've been there more. She wanted to go home and play outside.
Micheal sighs. "It's too loud."
"The noise hasn't changed?" Charlie looked over to Micheal, who had stopped drawing and was covering his ears. "Ooooo, is this one of the things you told me about?" She pauses as Micheal nods. "Ok, come on, I know how to get into dad's office."
Micheal follows Charlie into the office and hides under the desk while Charlie sits in her father's chair.
"How does it get like this?" Charlie hums, tapping a pencil against the desk.
Micheal sighs and in a quiet voice. "Dunno. I like the tapping, though."
Charlie nods, not really understanding, but doesn't want to make Micheal upset. "Did you do the homework yet?"
"Yeah, dad helped me." Micheal hugs his knees. "He's been nice lately."
"Uncle William is nice now." Charlie keeps tapping away. "Daddy likes him too, like he liked mom."
Micheal shrugs. "Dad never liked mom. She didn't like me either."
"I never met my mom, but Daddy says I would have really liked her. I like Uncle William, though. He let me work on some of the machines." Charlie hums. "I wanna work on machines when I get older. What do you want to do?"
Micheal hums. "I like drawing, maybe drawing."
"You are good at drawing." Charlie giggles. "Maybe you can work for Disney."
"But I don't want to." Micheal sighs. "I wanna do something else, I dunno what I want."
"That's ok. I want to be like my dad and work on machines like him." Charlie pokes her head under the desk. "You don't have to decide right now."
Micheal nods. "I know."
The two turn their attention to the door opening, and William steps through. "Oh good." He sighs in relief. Worry and fear were two things he absolutely hated. He hated it more now he could feel them. "Why did you two come in here?"
"Micheal thought it was too loud." Charlie shrugs. "He's under the desk."
"I like the dark under here." Micheal crawls out from under the desk. "Where's Uncle Henry?"
"He told me to find you two when he saw someone coming." William sighs. "Micheal, I told you to come to me when you got overwhelmed."
"You were working, and I'm not allowed to bother you while working. Charlie helped me." Micheal stares up at his father.
"New rule you can bother me when you get overwhelmed." William sighs. "Now come on, both of you we're closing up soon."
"Ok, dad." Micheal holds onto his father's hand, and Charlie grabs the other one.
......
Henry did try to stop Micheal from grabbing the pen, but he was quick.
"You got me a pen with my name?" Micheal smiles.
Henry sighs. "My father thought it would be a nice gift to go with that notebook." Henry frowns when Micheal runs off with it.
William raises his brow. "Your father? Was that the man in the parking lot?"
"Yes." Henry rubs his temples. "Technically, today is my birthday. He visits me every year. He was proud of me for what I did to you and what I gave Micheal. He even congratulated Charlie for crawling out of her first grave. He warned me that I couldn't hold myself back anymore, and doing the deal with you was a temporary fix. You're changing, and I caused it."
William frowns, placing his hand on Henry's shoulder. "Did he hurt you?"
Henry furrows his brow. "What? No, he never harmed me. My ma, on the other hand... that brand on my back was from her.
"I see..." William sighs. "Do you want me to get the pen back?"
"No, Micheal's happy with it. I don't want to take that away." Henry sighs.
"I can give you birthday sex." William hums surprised that phrase didn't cause him to feel the shame he did before.
Henry raised his brow. "How about a maybe on that. Are you ok with this?"
"I am." William pauses. He wasn't exactly thrilled with the emotions, but he also was now Henry's one and only so he was satisfied. He didn't care that his body was changing, although it felt like puberty. "I, however, wish it went faster so I could adjust. At this point, it's more of an annoyance. Can't you command me to make it faster."
"I would rather not risk your body, William." Henry sighs.
William frowns. "I'll be fine." He sighs. "Fine, fine, I'll go check on Micheal." He waves and heads to his son's room.
.....
William was lying on the couch bored out of his mind. Apparently, the new building they were going to make Circus Baby's had absetoes, and it had to be cleaned. The only upside is that they didn't have to pay for it. They had the designs and even started to build prototypes, but now they had to halt everything.
"What do you want, Micheal?" William sighs, looking over to his son, who was standing next to him and was staring.
Micheal frowns. He lets his hair grow out to cover his eye. "I..." He sniffs as tears start to drip from his face. "School was bad. They broke the pen Uncle Henry gave me and put it in my eye."
William sits up and scoops Micheal into his lap, brushing his hair out of his eye. Why the fuck did they not bring Micheal to the hospital. Bits of the pen stuck out of Micheal's eye along with spilled ink that has stained his eye purple. He took a breath barely containing his rage because if he started to shout, Micheal would hide, and that would only make things worse. "Micheal, I want you to get in the car we're going to the hospital." He brushes the hair back over his eye. "I'm going to write a note for your uncle and then I'm going to take you to the hospital." Micheal nods but doesn't leave his side.
Micheal holds onto William's hand and follows him to the notepad on the counter.
William sighs and finishes the note and picks up Micheal. "You're getting too big to carry, but I'll make an exception because you're hurt." He knows that's a lie, and he will do his damndest to keep carrying Micheal around until his boy hates it. These fuzzy feelings around Micheal were annoying, but they weren't bad, and he might actually have started to take a liking to them. More so because he was going to raise hell for his boy.
The trip to the hospital was a whirlwind, and that's how William ended up in an uncomfortable chair, staring at the doors waiting for news on Micheal. He had to be sedated while they took the pieces of the pen out of his eye.
The waiting he learned was worse than the longing he felt as he wanted Henry, before what happened. The way Micheal screamed as the doctor tried to move what was lodged in his eye made him terrified that he wasn't going to be ok. The reason the school didn't do anything is because those brats grabbed Micheal after the last bell and made sure Charlie wasn't anywhere near him.
In the first time since Henry did something to his mind, he felt those dark urges again. Oh how he wanted to drink that feeling in and raise hell against those fucking brats for touching his son. He couldn't he had to make sure Micheal was ok.
William didn't notice the man who sat next to him. It wasn't Henry. The man has a smile on his lips and impossible red eyes. "Kids can be cruel." His accent is thick, and his voice made an uneasy feeling rise in William's chest.
"Who are you?" William grit his teeth he wasn't in the mood for idle chatter.
The red eyes stared at William. "That's quite the powerful contract my son put on you. Not even the head could remove that. He really needs to learn self-restraint. Your own humanity is feeding your new body." He gains a wicked grin. "He's even more powerful than I could have ever realized."
William didn't care to hear this. His mind was racing, and his logical mind was quickly losing the battle against his new emotions. "I don't care."
The man chuckles. "Your son will be fine." He hands a new pen in William's hand. "He'll be much more power than we expected. Enjoy the future I'll visit again."
William clutched the pen in his hand, ready to stab it into the man next to him, but he vanished.
"Mr. Afton?" A doctor stood in front of him.
Rage simmered under his skin, but he took a breath. "Yes?"
"Micheal will be fine. He has to come back in a week to get the bandages removed. It's too early to tell if he will lose his sight in that eye. We also don't know if the ink will remain permanently staining the eye. However, he should be waking up soon, and we got all the foreign objects out of his eye." The doctor pauses. "If you follow me, I can show you to his room. You can take him home after he wakes up."
William followed the man, and he arrived in a hospital room where Micheal had white bandages over his left eye. "Micheal..." He takes a breath and pulls a chair next to Micheal and holds his hand.
......
William drove home extremely careful. He didn't want to stress Micheal out he knew the boy hated hospitals. The pen that stranger gave him seemed to help Micheal relax he was already drawing on the notebook he threw back there. "We're home."
Micheal nods, holding his pen to his chest. "Can I stay by you?"
William nods. "Of course, come on, let's get you some dinner and a bath." He opens Micheal's door and helps him inside. The doctors gave him a haircut, which Micheal hated, and he hated it, too. His son looked better with the long hair.
Micheal clings to his father hand as they enter the home.
"William!" Henry looks frantic. "What happened? You just said you went out. Why is Micheal covered in bandages?"
William sighs. He knows he can't get Micheal off his side. His mind screamed at him to tell Henry the truth, but to his surpise Micheal spoke before he could.
"They separated me from Charlie. We always get on the bus together. They broke the pen you gave me. I'm sorry." Micheal looked close to crying. "Dad got me a new pen, but..."
Henry takes a breath and crouches in front of Micheal. "It's ok, that's a very nice pen your father got you."
Micheal moves closer to William, basically hugging him. "Dad says a stranger gave it to him, but it has my name on it."
Henry sighs, not wanting to freak Micheal out stands up. "How about I order some takeout? What do you want, Micheal?"
Micheal doesn't say anything.
William sighs in relief. "Micheal likes the local Chinese spot with the lomein with chicken no mushrooms."
Henry nods. "Alright, I can do that." He watches William pick up Micheal and bring him to the couch.
Henry joins him after he orders, and Charlie is already next to Micheal chattering.
Micheal was nodding along he just liked hearing Charlie speak about anything. It was like a quiet buzz.
"I'll be by your side now. I won't let them ruin your other pen or your other eye." Charlie exclaims. She had pulled Micheal away from William. "Ooo, let's try out your new pen."
Micheal nods and follows Charlie to her room.
Henry sighs, sitting next to William. "How bad?"
"They broke the pen and shoved the pieces in in my boys eye. They don't even know if the ink will fade from his eye or if he'll be blind in that eye." William growls. "Thoes brats knew exactly what they were doing they cornered him and waited till the last bell rang so teachers didn't even help him."
"You know Micheal's been dealing with these bullys for a while." Henry pauses as William growls again his hands were balled into fists. "Charlie had told me about it. Don't beat yourself over it, William. Micheal's strong he can bounce back."
......
Henry had William to work the next morning. "We can not follow our children to school, William. Nor will we be hurting children." He pauses. "Their parents aren't off the table."
William huffs. "I want to hurt those who hurt my child."
"William, I'm warning you." Henry sighs. "William, you can help Micheal when he gets home. Right now, we are going to work, so we can go home before our kids do."
William took that as a command as he grumbled as he walked into the building.
......
Charlie didn't leave Micheal's side to the annoyance of the teachers, hence why they were in the principal office. "I didn't do anything wrong." Charlie huffs, crossing her arms.
Micheal also crosses his arms.
The principal sighs. "You have been missing your own classes, and you falsely accused my son of harming you."
Micheal scowls. "I didn't lie."
"I'm calling both of your fathers." The principal narrows his eyes. "I will not have either of you spreading lies about my child and his friends."
......
Henry had to hold the taller man back before they entered the office. Henry was staying calm the best he could, but William's expression answering the phone kind of gave away everything that was said.
"Hi, dad." Charlie turns around, waving at her father. "Hi, Uncle William."
Micheal scowls, crossing his arms. "He says I'm lying about who attacked me."
The principal narrows his eyes. "I understand there are troubles at home, Mr. Afton, but I refuse to be lied to. He claims my son and his friends did this."
William is forced to stay put as Henry places a hand on his shoulder. "William takes the two kids to the car now, I want to have words with the principal."
William couldn't argue as he took the hands of each child and took them out of the school.
"Are we going home early?" Charlie huffs. "I left my book bag in the classroom."
Micheal frowns. "Did I do something wrong?"
William felt the rage drain out of him hearing that. "No, you didn't do anything wrong, Micheal. Some adults want to protect their kids, but they do it very wrong, or they just don't care." He sighs as he gets both of them in the car. "Neither of you did anything wrong."
"I know that." Charlie huffs. "The principal encourages his kids to attack other students to keep everyone acting in line."
Micheal nods. "He's mean."
William sighs, sitting down in the passenger seat. He wanted to skin that man alive. He had to focus. Henry had the keys, so he couldn't just use the car to ram into the school more so that bastard office. They just had to wait.
.....
Henryocked the door behind him and didn't let the man in front of him speak. He could feel himself shift. His own blood felt as if it was on fire, and he embraced it. "You know my nephew could still lose his eye." He didn't even care that William met his father and that Micheal got a new pen. He did not care that Micheal was probably being infected faster by whatever his father gave. No, he wanted to see this man burn.
"Uh, Mr. Emily smoking is not permitted in this building. I will have you escorted out of this building by the police if you continue to push me." The principal crosses his arms and scowls. "I will have those two suspended for the next month for this."
Henry growls deep, low, and inhuman. He can feel new limbs, but that didn't matter. "You will listen to me." He smiles, seeing fear in the man's eyes. "Now I'm going to tell you how this will go and you will follow my directions."
The receptionist smelled smoke but didn't hear the screaming due to the soundproofing from Henry.
.....
Henry gets into the car with a smile. "We've reached an agreement. Those kids won't bother you two anymore."
Micheal looks up, messing with his seat belt. "Really?"
"You're amazing, Daddy." Charlie smiles.
Henry nods. "Of course, come on, let's head back to Fredbears. We still have work to do, and you two can test out the new arcade machines."
Micheal and Charlie nod.
William raises his brow. "How did you convince that awful...." He cuts himself off.
"Well, talk about it while we work." Henry hums.
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So like… are any of the ghosts single or…? *twirls hair cutely*
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Hi, I see it a lot around the Good Omens fandom but I don't really know what it means nor where it came from. Who are Sadie and Dottie?
Hiya! :) As an answer to ppl keep asking Neil about the S2 plot even when he tried to tell them he won't tell them anything, he started to make up fake plots for fur. Peculiarly named animals, gorilla suits and Azi's and Crowley's wives Dottie and Sadie, who may or may not be just Azi and Crowley themselves, are often mentioned. I tagged them on my blog as s2 not plot and s3 not plot :).
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asking-paradise · 6 months
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Linn, what happened to the frism that carried the voices of your friends as Hydreigon took you back to the human world? Were you able to take it with you?
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Well it... Huh, I guess I hadn't really thought about it, but it never did make it back with me, even though my bandana made the trip. That would make it the only object that wasn't successfully taken between the human world and the pokemon one. Wonder why that is...
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As mysterious as that is though... I don't think I'll linger on that for too long unless it happens again; I don't really want to have to listen back on... such a sad time; they really wanted to leave me with a happy last message, but it'll always be bittersweet.
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ladylynse · 1 year
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Summary: Theresa loves her family--be their time together chaotic or quiet--so she really should have guessed how things would go on her birthday. Turns out, Randy can simultaneously surprise her and not surprise her at all.
Pairing: Theresa Fowler/Randy Cunningham
Tags: Slice of life, fluff, future fic
For @imadumdumjewel as my part of our trade.
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emberglowfox · 1 year
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read that previous ask without context and went "someone made a centaurworld submas au???"
haha
essentially, i’ve been told
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[Costume Showcase]
Two currently unlocked outfits from their respective cards! Due to an important moment soon arriving in the story, the Initial 4* Selection Gacha is open for one-time use! Select one four star card from below to recieve it!
[GACHA EXPIRED]
An initial 4* card encapsulates a character's personality in their trained artwork, and as such all of them are unique. Select one card to unlock from below. These cards are availible in the gacha at any time.
Lightbulb - The Best Company!
Paintbrush - Noticeable Shortcomings
Test Tube - Midnight Analyist
Fan - The Morning Sun
OJ - Perfectionistic Traits
Yinyang - Stitched Happiness
Balloon - Silence and Poetry
Nickel - To Be 'Lonely'
Cabby - Planning For a Breakthrough!
Clover - With Who Cares For Me
Blueberry - Closet Solitude
Lifering - Master of Reassurance
TK - Seeing You Again
Candle - Melodies in Bush Cover
Silver - Because I Can't Deal With You
The Floor - Typical, Gluttonous Ways
Velvet Scarf - Tiny, Timid Creature
Rags - A Companion From Somewhere
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