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Request for basically the shrunken down s/o incident but with the Fontaine girls (Lynette, Furina and Navia) and March 7th from HSR
(Genshin Impact/H:SR) Lynette, Furina, Navia, and March 7th with their S/O being shrunk
Lynette picks up S/O, gently, staring at them curiously as her ears twitched.
(Lynette) "What happened?"
(S/O) "How am I supposed to know? And why are you picking me up by my shirt like I'm a cat?!"
Her tail swished for a brief moment, giving away her amusement.
(Lynette) "I'm not sure."
As funny as she finds it, she immediately finds every contact she knows to figure out what was going on with S/O.
All the while, Lynette had a hat on, with S/O underneath it.
She would have left them at home, but considering there were cats everywhere, that was not a good idea.
Once she learned that they would return to normal after a few days, she has them in her hands 24/7.
(Lynette) "...You're cute when you're bite sized like this."
(S/O) "I am NOT a cat toy, Lynette."
She's mildly concerned, but as long as she was watching over, nothing would happen.
Furina laughs at the sight of her pocket sized loved one.
(Furina) "What a splendid trick! Since when could you perform such a logic defying ability?"
(S/O) "N-Never!"
(Furina) "Hah!....Ha...Oh, you're serious."
Her smile vanishes quickly as she scoops up S/O into her hands.
(Furina) "Fear not my tiny beloved, for nothing will bring you harm!"
(S/O) "I-I'm not sure I trust you to handle me carefully!"
(Furina) "Nonsense! Come, we shall find Neuvilette to cure you of this!"
Which she learned, this cannot be cured, at least not instantly.
They would just have to wait it out.
Well, it's a good thing Furina is not beholden to anyone, as she sits at home and watches S/O.
She has tiny water familiars the size of S/O play around with them to pass the time.
(S/O) "I feel like I'm in an aquarium right now..."
(Furina) "Oh, is that something you'd like to go to?"
(S/O) "When I'm this size, no. I feel like you'd feed me to the fish."
(Furina) "Why do you have no faith in me, my dear?"
S/O stared at the fish currently circling them.
(Furina) "Playing with you, and using you as fish food are quite different things!"
(S/O) "But I bet you're wanting to see what happens with your vision, aren't you?"
(Furina) "N-No!"
(S/O) "..."
(Furina) "...Maybe a little-"
Navia blushes slightly at the small S/O currently on her table.
(Navia) "You're...SO CUTE!"
(S/O) "Not the word I would've chosen-"
Navia makes them yelp as she scoops them into her hand and rubs them against her cheek.
(Navia) "SO TINY! Oh my gosh, you're adorable!...W-Wait, how did you get that way?!"
Navia rushes around like a madwoman, trying to find a cure or someone who knows about this kind of thing.
Meanwhile, S/O has a full bodyguard detail outside their room, and around the table they're on.
(S/O) "Alright, even you have guys have to admit this is a little overkill."
(Bodyguard) "S/O, you know better than any of us that trying to reign Miss Navia in is a fool's errand."
(S/O) "...Fair point."
Once she learns that the duration will run its course for the next few days, she spends this time creating the smallest macarons in existence, solely for S/O.
She has them use dollhouse furniture so they have somewhere to sleep and eat.
(S/O) "You're having fun with this aren't you?"
(Navia) "Well, I can't say this is the worst thing we've done together!"
(S/O) sigh "Well, thank you anyway for taking care of me."
(Navia) "Oh please. I'd do this even if you were normal height!"
March 7th stares silently at the tiny S/O standing on her bed, looking panicked at their predicament.
(March 7th) "..."
SNAP!
(S/O) "D-DID YOU JUST TAKE A PICTURE OF ME!?"
(March 7th) "You're right!"
She immediately gets in frame of her phone to take a selfie with her tiny S/O.
(March 7th) "Okay, NOW let's see what the heck is happening!"
Of all the people to tell her S/O's affliction, it was Pom-Pom.
And that this wouldn't last more than a few days at worst.
Thank the Aeons.
That meant March could live this up!
The entire time, March is taking pictures of S/O, giggling lightly.
(S/O) "For the record, if this happens to you-"
(March 7th) "Then I'll be as adorably pint-sized as you!"
(S/O) "You can at least show a little more concern!"
(March 7th) "I am! It's why no one else is allowed in this room! I bet Caelus would use you to go dumpster diving."
S/O shuddered at the thought, the smell was already bad but being this small...
(March 7th) "You're much better as a paperweight!"
Despite her teasing and carefree nature, there was truth to her words.
She violently rejects entry for ANYONE to go into her room while S/O is in this state because she's worried.
But, this would be a fond memory down the line she felt!
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Specifically the support team with a tall fem! Reader! (To be detailed like 6'0ft and over 6'0 if in heels)
Just admit you people have mommy issues. I cannot take this ask seriously lord please help me.
Tall Fem!reader with the TF2 Support mercs
Warning: mildly NSFW. why are you doing this to me. I’m a gay cis dude irl
Sniper:
- Fucking short circuits. Think brock levels of simping from pokemon. Maybe not outwardly but on the inside he’s promising you the world. Wishes to be your little step tool. Every time you play rough with him he becomes a submissive little shit. Goes “oowwww :(((“ when he’d otherwise not. Other Mercs are outstanded on how fast you humbled him. Regardless of your relationship with him he’ll ask you if you could be his mother figure because his current mother is.. Well I mean she’s dead. This is entirely non-sexual.
- 50 points if goth girl and 100 points if trans girl. He’s into men and nonbinary folk too but whenever it’s a girl, it’s always mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry.
- Gets oddly soft with you and nobody else. Becomes clingy and desperate for your attention to the extent of protecting you on the battlefield and overall showing off with his shots. Becomes more awkward than he usually would. Stumbles over his words and panics when speaking to you. You find it cute.
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Medic:
- “Ah! Yes! the new person. Hello little fräulein!” He immediately turned around and waved to greet you the first time… Before slowly realizing your head was higher than his shoulders and trailed his eyes upward. Meeting your gaze with awkward silence. He had bent down suspecting an innocent, small and adorable woman and so had to immediately stand up and straighten his posture. A majority of girls from his village were abhorrently short.
- “Ah… I see…” He turns away and fixes his glasses. Going back to whatever the hell math he was jotting on his chalkboard. You could vaguely make out it was some sort of failsafe for in case the medigun failed to deploy charge. You were more intrigued over the fact you were taller than this man. You leaned over his head to check your height— Which made him nervous of course.
- “Must you be so nosey? Hah! Relax. It’s not a shrink ray or anything!” He joked. You didn’t know if you should be offended by that or that or not. “Of course, mind you, I do know how to make that. But I don’t have the time nor resources sadly. Then again, everybody must be shrunken to you.” Medic then proceeds to suppress his mild attraction to you; instead opting to tear you to shreds with his sick roasts about your height. Wow, somebody’s insecure.
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Spy:
- BARK BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF!!!!! Heterosexual beams primed. Neurons activated. Eyes bulge out of head awooga awooooga
- ONE single glance of you is all it takes and his seduction skills become second nature. The next day you find roses on the end table next to your bed. With a letter, written in flawless english incursive about meeting you on the roof of the base after sunset. The letter even had hints of his sweet smelling cologne on it. Talk about overkill.
- Well you see him there and he’s there, leaning against the railing with his suit unbuttoned. His tie hanging loose on his neck and treating himself to a glass of wine. “Ah, pardon me mademoiselle, I’m afraid the deserts of this country are a bit.. Harsh on me sometimes.” You have never seen such a cheesy display in your entire life. There’s even a picnic table there with candles and dinner. You almost wanted to dropkick him because of how disgustingly sweet this was. Yuck.
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Halo Reloaded - A Non-Canon April Fools Story
Picture, if you will, the formidable members of Blue-Team, Spartans who've faced down the worst the galaxy has to offer, now brought to a standstill by...well, let's call it an unexpected anomaly.
Enter stage left: a pint-sized Master Chief, replete with those iconic green armor plates shrunken down to toddler size, and—because the universe apparently has a sense of humor—a pair of fuzzy cat ears affixed to his helmet. If you're thinking this sounds like something out of a fever dream, congratulations, you're not alone.
Kelly-087, whose reflexes are so sharp she could probably dodge lightning, can't seem to move. She's caught in the tractor beam of cuteness emanating from mini-Chief. Linda-058, who can hit a bullseye without breaking a sweat, has her sniper rifle pointed at the ground, her usual laser focus redirected to the miniature spectacle before her.
Then, from the depths of the comically oversized helmet, comes a voice. It's like Master Chief's if you ran it through a "cute" filter and then decided, for good measure, to throw grammar and syntax out the window. "Me hungy. Tummy go brrrr," declares mini-Chief, patting his armored belly with the seriousness of a soldier, yet sounding more like he's auditioning for a role in a children's TV show.
Kelly's stoic facade crumbles like a cookie in the grasp of our mini hero. "Is he... did he just say he's hungry?" she asks, disbelief wrestling with amusement in her voice.Linda, eyes softening, chuckles. "Yeah, I think we've got a hungry mini on our hands. Never thought I'd see the day," she admits, finding joy in the sheer absurdity of the moment.
This is where Fred-104, the epitome of leadership and the guy who probably reads manuals for fun, steps in. Even he can't ignore the bizarre cuteness of their miniature comrade. "Team, we've got a mission," he declares with a gravitas that feels slightly ridiculous given the context. "Operation: Feed Munchkin Chief is a go."
As Fred reaches down, those tiny Spartan hands—looking more suited for playing with action figures than being one—latch onto his finger. "Fwed, foodies, pwease?" mini-Chief implores, gazing up with eyes that could probably convince a grunt to lay down its arms.
Kelly snorts, the sound a mix of disbelief and delight. "Foodies? Seriously, are we really doing this?" Yet, the smile tugging at her lips betrays her tough exterior.
Linda, already scrolling through her mental catalog of snacks suitable for their pint-sized leader, nods with enthusiasm usually reserved for planning sniper nests. "Oh, we're doing it. Let's rustle up a feast worthy of a...well, a very small supersoldier," she suggests, her sniper's poise giving way to mischief.
And so, the members of Blue-Team, these paragons of strength and strategy, find themselves embroiled in a new kind of mission. It's one that involves less sneaking and shooting and more...snack preparation.
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Greetings, I hope you're having a great day. If it's okay I'd like to request a Whittaker!master x reader. Where the reader is travelling with the Doctor and while wondering the reader catches the master trying to steal a Red Crystal from the leader of the planet. The reader tries to stop them but the master takes the crystal and talks about the power it holds and how it can make the target fall in love with the holder. They then begin to say "Losing you is blue, like I'd never known. Missing you was dark gray, all alone.Forget the doctor, Somebody you never met. Loving me is red, Loving me is red Oh, red Burning red" and the reader just sees Burning red in their their head as the power takes over their mind.. (Another Taylor swift reference)
Have an amazing day.
okay believe it or not this actually tops the lavender haze idea imo, it's so amazing! I hope you enjoy what I was able to come up with ❤
Burning Red (Whittaker! Master x reader)
Warnings: the Master makes someone tiny with her TCE (effectively killing them), drugging/temporary blindness via a magic crystal, mild swearing
The Doctor always told you not to wander off whenever you and him landed on some sort of alien planet, but you very rarely listened. Take now, for example, when you decided to explore the exact same place he'd told you not to.
"What's in that building over there?" You'd asked him curiously as you studied it, figuring it to be a temple of sorts.
"It's where the planet's leader lives. It also houses a very ancient piece of crystal native to the cave systems around here," he explained while looking around. "It'd be best not to go in. The people here can be very protective to what belongs to them, and they don't take kindly to those they assume to be thieves."
Nodding in understanding, you made it seem like you were listening when in fact you weren't. The second his back was turned, you slipped away, making a beeline for the building that lie up ahead.
If you thought the architecture was gorgeous on the outside, it was even more incredible within. You were so caught up gazing at the interior in wonder you almost didn't catch the conversation that was being held in a room down the hall.
The voices got louder the farther you crept down the hall. The closer you got, the more you realized you recognized one of them.
"I- I can give you money! However much you want!" The first voice cried, presumably belonging to the planet's leader.
"I don't care how much it's worth," the Master snapped as she pointed her TCE at the leader of the planet. "If I cared about money, I'd just collapse your economic system and set up a new one that made me rich."
The leader trembled in fear as they watched her. "Please, you don't understand just how important it is-" Their words were cut short as the sight of you standing in the doorway caught their eye.
The Master turned to see what they were staring at, her scowl transforming into a flirtatious smile. "Why, hello, my dear," she purred as her eyes looked you up and down. "What a coincidence meeting you here."
"Leave them alone, Master. They didn't do anything to you," you spoke in the firmest tone you could muster, something that caused her to laugh.
"Oh, how cute. No." You noticed she was clutching a bright red crystal in her other hand, the same one the leader was begging her not to take. "I'm leaving with this crystal, and neither one of you is going to stop me."
The leader went to lunge at her suddenly, trying to catch her off guard, but she merely sighed and shot a blast from her TCE at them. You let out a gasp in horror as you watched at how they were shrunken down, being killed instantly.
"Don't think I won't do the same thing to you," the Master warned lowly, her words clearly meant to be taken as a warning (even if she was bluffing).
"You didn't have to do that, Master. They didn't have to die." She scoffed at you in annoyance, prompting you to try again. "What do you need that stupid crystal for so badly that it caused you to kill an innocent person for it?"
"This, my dear, is no ordinary crystal," she sneered at you. "It holds quite a bit of power within it. In fact, it can make whoever's in possession of it fall in love with them, just like that." She looked pretty smug, though the sound of your mocking laughter wiped the smirk off her face.
"That itty bitty thing can make someone fall in love with whoever's holding it? Yeah, right." You said with an eye roll, clearly unimpressed.
The Master glared at you. "Laugh all you want, my dear, but soon you'll see for yourself just how incredible this crystal is."
You watched as she pulled out an old, weathered looking scroll from her pocket and unraveled it, reading from it while holding the crystal. "Losing you is blue, like I've never known. Missing you was dark gray, all alone. Forget the Doctor, somebody you never met-"
Narrowing your eyes in suspicion, a frown formed on your face as you asked, "What are you doing?" A strange feeling overcame you as she ignored you, continuing to read.
"-loving me is red, loving me is red. Oh, burning red-" The Master had an evil grin on her face as she watched how disoriented you were becoming from the effects of the crystal.
"What... what did you do to me?..." You slurred out in frustration, stumbling around while your vision began to blur.
"I'm just showing you the full effects of the crystal, dear. That's all," she explained casually with a slight shrug as though it were obvious, pocketing both the crystal and the scroll.
"You wanted to drug me, that's why you needed that damn crystal so bad," you accused while shooting her a dirty look. "Because you knew I'd never betray the Doctor for you. You had to use magic to cheat because you knew I'd never love you otherwise."
Her face hardened at your words. It was true, but she'd never openly admit that. "Well, it doesn't matter my reasoning for it now, does it? You're already doomed to succumb to the powers of a shiny rock because of the spell I used to activate it. I came up with it myself, you know."
As much as you wanted to tackle her and wipe that smug look off her face, you couldn't, as it was becoming more and more difficult for you to see due to a bright red color overtaking your sight. "I- I can't see-" You said in a panic, trying to feel around for something to grab onto.
"Oh, don't be so dramatic." You felt the Master's hands grab you and pull you in close. Despite your best attempts to wiggle free, it wasn't easy when you couldn't see anything. Still, that didn't mean you were going to give up just like that.
"I have to get back to the Doctor" seemed to be your last coherent thought before you passed out in her arms. When you woke back up, you were on the Master's TARDIS. Your vision was still tinted red, but it wasn't nearly as bad as before.
"Hello, my dear," she greeted warmly while sitting in an armchair beside the bed you'd been placed in. "How are you feeling?"
The only thing you had on your mind now was her, any thoughts regarding the Doctor long gone. You reached your hands out towards her, mumbling out tiredly, "Master... I love you, Master. I love you."
She chuckled at the sudden display of affection, rising from her seat and making her way over to you. "You're adorable," she cooed in an almost condescending manner as she sat down next to you, allowing you to cling to her. "You love me? Wonderful. I'm so glad."
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Hi hello hi hi im starved of Azul g/t content,,,so how about a tiny yuu accidentally being shrunk so they go to Azul for help?? I don't have too many ideas, so I don't mind whatever you do lol
I GOT YOU ANON🫡
Also I apologize for how late this is! I’ve been a bit busy as of late😓
Requested by Anon! I’ll be writing about Giant!Azul and Tiny!Reader so here I go!
Octavinelle was quite dark at this hour. The Monstro Lounge was closed, the students were asleep, and the water behind the glass walls splashed gently. You poked your head out from behind a large potted plant and quietly made your way to the VIP office.
Great… good going, Grim. I’m shrunken down to 2 inches, and the only help I can get is from Azul right now!
You sneak over to Azul’s office and look up at the gigantic door. You then see the little crack beneath it and try to squeeze your way through.
Once you pop out on the other side, you look up at the towering furniture before you. Everything was huge; you were like a little insect compared to the rest of the office.
Your train of thought is interrupted when something catches your attention. The tapping of someone’s foot against the ground makes you jump a bit each time their foot hits it. You turn towards the desk near the back and see a very large figure sitting at it.
“Today’s sales were adequate… couldn’t hurt to make a bit more, though…”
Azul, you thought to yourself. He was the only one you could turn to for a fast and easy solution. Shady as his deals were, it was better than being trapped on the floor with all the dust bunnies.
You approach the desk and look up. Azul towers over you like… well, a giant. What other way was there to describe it? You gently tap his shoe to get his attention.
“Azul!!”
Azul freezes, then looks down. His eyes suddenly widen upon seeing your minuscule figure. You bashfully wave up at him.
“Y/N… is that you…?” Azul asks, bewildered. You nod your head.
“I-it is! Sorry if it’s… so awkward.”
Azul pulls out the desk and bends down, extending a gloved hand towards you. He gently pinches you around the waist and lifts you up. You cling to his index finger, fearful that he will drop you. He takes note of this and smirks slightly.
“My, you seem to have gotten yourself into quite the predicament. Might I inquire what happened?”
You shrug awkwardly. “It’s… a long story.”
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After filling him in, Azul nods thoughtfully and sets you down. He then taps his fingers against the table, each tap sending a little jolt through you.
“You wish for me to help you… perhaps we can make a deal then.”
Here it comes; the deal. You gulped nervously and looked up.
“I’ll make you big again for a very small price to pay. I simply would like to ask-“
“No. Spying,” you clarified. Azul glares at you, and you instantly silence yourself.
“As I was saying before I was so RUDELY interrupted,” he clarifies, “I wished to ask if it was possible for you to spend some time with me soon.”
“Like a date?” you questioned rather bluntly. Azul turns away.
“No! Not a date! You… are very intriguing to me. So I wish to get to know you more. I think it would be fun to spend some time together.”
Spend time with him? Was that it? That was rather easy.
“You SURE there’s nothing else to it?” you ask.
“No… spend time with me tomorrow, and you’ll stay normal sized for good. Deal?”
You look down at the golden contract atop the table. “…deal.”
Azul extends his pinkie, and you shake it gently. You then dip your finger in ink and sign the scroll. The merman takes it in his hand and smiles. “Pleasure doing business with you, Y/N! Though I must say, you’re rather cute all the way down there.”
Azul rubs your head with his finger. You look up at him expectantly.
“When will I return to normal?”
“Tomorrow morning. I promise.”
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Villainous Observation: Arenque News, The Risky Heist Chapter 10, Future Episodes, And The Flug and GoldHeart Confrontation
There is a new Youtube Channel and Facebook called Arenque News with new Villainous content. Check out chrossrank ct for the English translation below.
*warning spoilers for those who have read until Chapter 10 of Risky Heist*
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Additionally I made some observations based on the video:
1. Arenque translates from Spanish to English as herring and their logo is red which is a metaphor for the news being a "red herring" (a piece of information that is, or is intended to be, misleading or distracting) which is ironic as they claim to give the "impartial truth" in their news.
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2. The reporter, Melissa Lead is wearing a Gold choker which indicates her support for GoldHeart and The Golden Rule.
I made a theory awhile ago that the people who support GoldHeart might be wearing gold accessories
With the way she says that a controlled Villain is better than Villain let loose, saying that Villains are more dangerous than the mafia after Porccini helped P.E.A.C.E. capture rookie Villains and covers up for P.E.A.C.E., and other things as shown in the video, it's is not far fetched that she is a Golden Rule supporter.
Other examples below include Miss Heed, the CNN reporter in Episode 6 and recently Porccini (after it was revealed in Chapter 10 that he was actually helping Miss Heed to escape and clear her name and says he prefers "wearing black over gold", as shown below. I believe this news saying Miss Heed's work in controlling Villains is a good thing in reducing crime is part of clearing her name.)
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3. Looks like there might be GoldHeart news after 2 weeks, showing his effort against Villainy.
According to last chapter of The Shrunken Rescue and Chapter 9 of the Risky Heist, P.E.A.C.E. appears to be capturing heroes (Mawrasite said this is the second raid she's been in) and imprisoning them in The Mictlán according to Miss Heed's agent in Chapter 10.
Additionally the agent mentioned that the "era of Villainy is coming to an end" hence, I theorised it has to do with GoldHeart's plan to end Villainy forever and it will be happening very soon...
This also will probably be addressed the next Arenque News Video.
4. The Flug and GoldHeart Confrontation
The Mictlán Prision I theorised, which you can refer to in more detail here, is an extremely high security prison located in the sky with air defences, a retention dome and appears to only be accessible by an aircraft.
In the future I believe there will be a plot where the Villainous Gang will have to go to The Mictlán Prision for a job which involves setting the captured Villains free.
Flug will have to fly the hat-ship into the entrance at the top of the retention dome while trying to avoid by being shot by the air defences. Then try to land it on the helipad arch.
Afterwards Flug will have to come up with a plan to set the captured free. Which might involve a sneak attack or a direct fight that includes Demencia will have to fight the guards/heroes, Flug has to shoot the guards/heroes, and 5.0.5. will distract the guards/heroes with their cuteness and/or act like an indestructible shield and afterwards try to try to escape using the escape pod.
Just when they are about to succeed, GoldHeart and The Golden Rule will appear to stop them
GoldHeart, smirks: It's been awhile Flug, I figured you'd be the one who gets closest to stopping me.
Flug: GoldHeart...
GoldHeart seems to be pulling a Lord Dominator in capturing all the Villains, so I kinda imagine him appearing in prison like this scene, with all the captured Villains behind him, before he and Flug have a long overdue confrontation and or fight. (Perhaps he would initially ask Flug to join him as he needs Flug's formula to end Villainy, before they fight, which Flug would of course refuse).
GoldHeart: All these former villains that you see, each of them, with shaking knees, has knelt before me. What am I, bois? ~
Captured Villains: He's the good guy.
4. Compiling all the news at the bottom of the screen (and my notes and theories in brackets.)
After the confrontation in the city, the hero Bicep keeps being hospitalized. Members of the medical staff confess that he doesn't get visits beside his ex-assistant G-Lo. (G-Lo is a real one and it looks like Bicep has a series of rotten luck after his defeat, this also gives an impression that heroes are easily dispensable and forgotten once they are out of the spot light and or face a series of losses, indicating how cut-throat and competitive the hero industry is)
After the disappearance of the Hero Bulldozer, the construction of the Golden Square will be at the hands of the super heroine Trencher. The heroine assures that it will be a relatively simple job, because the supposed haunted house disappeared along with its surroundings. The search for the wrecking hero will be continued by P.E.A.C.E. (Seems like Bulldozer disappeared after Episode 2, I wonder if P.E.A.C.E. is actually looking for him or if they are just saying that to make themselves look good, as they never really looked for SunBlast and marked him as dead. Trencher might be a new heroine the Villainous Gang will be facing in a Hero Extermination Service and I wonder if the house's disappearance has to do with The Bandit House giving the house's deed as a payment for the Hero Extermination Service. The mall which is to be built after the house is destroyed is called Golden Square, which I believe based on the name has ties with GoldHeart and the Golden Rule. Miss Heed also mentioned it in an Instagram Post)
An investigation is being carried out on photographer Simon Zoreh, who was reported missing and whose only evidence of his whereabouts is a photograph found of a woman in the middle of Laguna Aciago. (There is a Villain called Menta Laguna, who basically uses the image of a beautiful woman as bait like an anglerfish to seduce and lure unsuspecting victims like a fishing rod to be eaten once they get ahold of her. I believe Menta Laguna is the one residing in Laguna Aciago and the photo of the woman is her bait. She might make an appearance in a future episode as a client for BHO for a Hero Extermination Service after P.EA.C.E sent a hero after her for making too many people disappear)
Meteorologist Karina Strike is in pursuit of a supernatural phenomenon that causes consecutive shots in Thunderous Villa, where it is said that lightning has not struck for more than a century. She and her team suspect that it may be something foreign to the area. (I theorised that this refers to Villain Loss Tornado, who appears to create lighting along with her tornado attacks, she also appeared in a comic fighting Miss Heed. She might make a future appearance requesting a Hero Extermination Service)
Thanks to the disappearance of the villainous Penumbra in Atreno City, the Umbra community has begun to migrate to Alaska, leaving the city with less than half of its population. (Looks like Penumbra went into hiding and laid low after the first raid in The Shrunken Rescue Comic and that's why she stopped in updating her Instagrim account after this post)
The hero "Battle Bottle" shows his support in national recycling campaigns. His passion for environmental care is worthy of admiration. (One sided news showing how "great" a hero is and a possible Hero the Villainous gang might be facing in their Hero Extermination Service)
In the absence of a heroic entity, the City of Cosmopolis, has been granted a new group of guardians, the "Justice Guardian Friends", will make their debut in an emotionally beneficial concert in the center of the city. It is recommended to bring tissues for tears. (Haha a Justice League parody name. 😂 This also might hint that they can manipulate people using their music and also a possible Hero group the Villainous gang might be facing in their Hero Extermination Service)
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I’m kind of curious now how Izana and Hanma would react to reader shrinking to the size of their palm. Would they react differently to the toman boys?
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Izana’s first thought upon finding you shrunken among your clothes in your classroom would be how much easier it would be to keep you to himself now that you were literally the size of his palm; this boy didn’t quite think about where he found you or that you were very much naked if not for the hankerchief you had been carrying around that you were now clutching to yourself for dear life. All that was passing through his head was you, you, you; you were all his. No more worrying about you being stolen away by some walking trash heap if you couldn’t run from him, no more anxious calls and texts to make sure you were safe if he could bring you everywhere with him. Almost crushes you by accident with how hard he was squeezing you in his grip much like one would hold a plush, and you would have been completely crushed (since your tiny voice can’t quite reach him in his excitement) if not for Kakucho coming to investigate what the commotion was and rescuing you with a swift, well-placed chop to his friend’s head, and then proceeding to grab a panting you and stuffing you into his shirt pocket. Of course Kakucho would already know what was coming next, and keeping you safe and sound despite your muffled protests was the most important thing on his list. The next thing that Izana would think about, as expected, would be that all your classmates had seen you naked. Well not exactly, given you had unexpectedly disappeared into your pile of clothes and no one quite dared to even look in your direction to figure out what happened, but such details are very unimportant to the Tenjiku boss. Didn’t matter that it was the middle of class, if this white-haired boy wanted to dish out punishment, bodies were going flying. Kakucho on the other hand was already starting to figure out how to get you clothes in your size having migrated to leaning on a wall outside your classroom, with the mere thought of you being butt naked in his pocket was turning his face beet red too quickly, with you poking your tiny face out of the top of his pocket and cringing at every scream of pain or hits landed.
As long as you were physically and mentally the same person, Izana would hardly be concerned about how you got into this situation; barely thinks about it in fact. Never lets you leave his side now that you were even more fragile than before - absolutely no school, no leaving your room without him, and actually, you are moving in with him now. Buys you a nice comfy dollhouse for you to live in right next to his fishtank, complete with miniature furniture for you to use, as well as a little travelling pouch that he can carry you around in when he needs to go out. But get use to having Izana’s face right next to yours for extended periods of time while you lean against his cheek or nose, or sprawl across his hair, watching you and spending as much time as he can with you. Got you all the cute clothes he dreamed of so that you could wear them for him, bringing you out to wherever you wanted to go at anytime of the day. Though this boy also start to desperately miss your cuddles when he sleeps; he didn’t dare to risk accidentally squishing you if he tried to snuggle, and a cranky Izzy is a nasty, mean Izzy (never to you though, you were you after all), but at least Kakucho tries to help bridge that gap by cooking your signature dishes and Izana’s favourites with your help and directions. As much as he likes you tiny and easy to bring around with him, not having you to hold him was becoming inexcusable - he would think about how to keep you around more, but he needed you back to normal and he needed it now. Vaguely orders his Tenjiku gang to “research it and find a cure for you immediately” without telling them exactly what happened. No doubt it caused quite a bit of chaos in the ranks, given Izana was the toughest taskmaster they knew and was known to react very badly to being told “no”. Especially when it came to you. All they could do was hope and pray that you would return to normal soon so that their boss could get back to normal.
Hanma on the other hand would be definitely more intrigued than worried about the situation you were trapped in compared to the Toman boys - I would say in fact that he’s just purely curious. This boy is more the sort to just go with the flow of things, so when one day he comes round to pick you up on your motorbike and instead finds you shrunken and patiently waiting for him amidst your pile of clothes on a chair, the first thing that pops into his mind would be that you were absolutely naked under there. Would cheekily try and sneak a look, repeatedly poking you in the side, but ultimately throw his hands up and surrender when you start to shout at him to stop that in that adorable high-pitched voice. Would continue to poke you around with the tip of his finger and wonder out loud about how you got yourself into this situation until you put your foot down and tell this boy to stop that and go get you some clothes immediately first, and that the two of you could talk after - you knew that your friend was laidback and risk-loving, but even he wouldn’t outright ignore your needs given someone could one, see you naked if you tried to go get some yourself, or two, the very real risk of getting flattened under someone’s shoe or getting kidnapped as a novelty). Though it does still take you quite a good deal of promising and bargaining before Hanma relents and wanders off to get you what you need - you don't ask where or how he gets it. Very relaxed about the entire shrinking cahoot, excited even; a new situation breathes fresh risks into his life, even better that it was you of all people.
This boy would be absolutely fine with letting you wander outside by yourself if you wanted to go, but would also be equally happy to follow you around. Since walking anywhere or taking public transport is now such a hassle for you, would glad you ferry you to your intended destination via motorbike and his pocket; you don't have to wear a helmet if you don't want to. Living on the line like him is why you two became friends to begin with. Invested in seeing what comes of your new, unique situations, so don't be too surprised if Hanma still insists on following you around everywhere, including to school. Ultimately he doesn't want to see you get irrepairably hurt on his watch, so occasionally scoops you up and puts you on his shoulder (or in his hair) where you would be safe from any danger, perceived or otherwise. Would keep you even safer from other guys now that you were as tiny as you are, Hanma definitely isn't afraid to just put you in a fishbowl and keep you there if you don't listen to him when he does get serious.
#tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers x reader#yandere tokyo revengers#yandere tokyo revengers x reader#tokyorev#tokyorev x reader#izana x reader#kurokawa izana x reader#kurokawa izana#hanma shuji x reader#hanma shuji#hanma shuuji#hanma shuuji x reader#hanma x reader
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Eeeek I got permission!!! Okay I'm going to pour all the brainot I have atm for cross-dresser scaramouche
Okay so when the second part was out my brain immediately though of a scenario and brainot on that scenario. The though that scaramouche was not careful enough to hold his facade with other people, those who's not from the same school as reader. Also the though that reader is the type of simpleton who will defend her friends if there's not enough evidence, imagine scaramouche using this side of reader to get even closer to her.
( somehow this turn to little fic I get inspired by yours truly)
The feeling of heavy bag on his shoulder is become unbearable, his hand gripping his skirt while the other holding softly to your hand. If only....if only he can drop all of your belongings to punch those jerk who can't get the signal that neither you or him are interested. 'Ah....buts that a shame, to get your belongings dirty for these people..... Simply not worth it' he though to himself.
The feeling of irritated start to come bubbling up to his face, a force yet gently smile was plaster on his face. Tightend his hold on your hands he can feel your figure shrunken uncomfortably, it should have bring him anger yet somehow.... Just somehow he feels satisfied with how your figure depends on his to take comfort. He took a glace at them before tapping your shoulder, "I'm sorry [Name] but I think I forgot my phone in the bathroom. Could you please help me get it?? " the look of guilt and relief was visible on your face before hesitantly leave him with the two guys.
" why did you let that one go? She was quite cute, looking timid and all" one of them ask the other "its fine we got the prettier one here, this one is more elegant than the other one" the other reply. He can feel a twitch, he's glad you were not here anymore slipping his cardigan off, he make sure to not get your belongings dirty. A feeling of some hands on his shoulder make his eye snap at person, a smirk with lustful eyes with pride thinking he got jackpot.
Presenting a smile, before his hand grip a handfull of his hair, pulling him so hard to the wall. All he could see was red. before he knew it, He was alone conscious, looking below to see beaten down people along with his stun gun in his hand. Getting all of your belongings while putting his cardigan again he search for you, founding you in the bathroom shaking and hiding in one of the stall.
You who suddenly run to him checking if he was okay. Asking what happen to his bit dirty cardigan while he calm you down, before walking you home after all the fiasco. He must admit he was glad the shop keeper make sure to separate his purchase of matching cloth with you. While you were changing your cloth after you buy a new set, you won't be able to remember how he steal one pair of sock. You won't be able have the heart to accuse him of such thing, he know well enough you won't able too.
As for you, you can't shake the feeling of dread when you see a little smudge of red on her white uniform she try to hide with her Cardigan. But the though of her saving you from those evil man whom your mother warn you all the time make you not wanting to point it out. All you feel is guilt for making her handle those persistent men, while you were running away from them, she was there to protect you. There's no good in trying to make her talk what happen when she herself said she taken care of it and just move on.
(this one small piece was soo bad I want to delete it bjakidkwndja. But have fun reading and sorry for my broken English, not my mother language)
I ATE THIS UP. YUMMY
Just imagine the shock on reader's face once she finds out that the girl she was defending with all her heart was actually a MAN.
But on the say that she doesn't know and reader is still defending him, Scara is def getting sickly pleasure from watching you saying all these things, putting him in a good light when you're just as blind as the rest of the people he's fooled. He finds it cute.
OOOOOOO the part where scara excuses himself from reader just so he could beat up those men that were gawking at you (and him, ew)(also i might add that to one of the upcoming parts in the main plot). The guys wondering how could such a sweet looking girl break half of the bones in their bodies in just one swift kick? not that they'd need to think anymore since scara probs bashed their skulls too🫢
They deserved it though, they should be thankful he didn't just gauge their eyes out just for looking in his and your general direction.
The concerned look you have on your face when you see a smidge of red on her uniform. Scara thinking he might get found out but then you just start worrying if she's alright. but even if you end up suspecting it, she already took care of those guys.
They deserved it anyways(2). 'Men will always be men', something probably your mother said.
Don't underestimate your writing capabilities, I enjoyed every second of reading what you sent! and your english is just a-o-kay, same here since english is just my 2nd, 3rd language maybe? not my mother tongue either.
I absolutely enjoy asks like these so if any of you are interested in sending some in whether it'd be for cross-dresser scara or just scaramouche in general my ask box is open˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙
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Trapped In Astolfo's Panties
You are pinned beneath orbs of swirling seed, warm jizz swaying with each of his mighty steps. You feel a lumpy presence within, pushing out and smothering you in its warmth. Your meager body is drenched in sweat, his sweat. He's been walking for some time and the scent inside his panties has become overwhelmingly musky. You can taste his essence in the air itself, just as you lick the sweaty balls trapping you. You caress the figure inside, barely able to make them out. Your travel companion, you honestly thought he would melt and become your pink-haired Master's cum. Though… judging by the semi-hard election that threatens to poke out from your panty prison, you doubt it'll be long till they are shot out in between ropes.
It was a cruel fate, but one you'd begged for. For him to have his way with the two of you. Astolfo was a hero, somebody worthy of praise and admiration. His pink hair, cute demeanor, and heroic accomplishments all seemed so amazing to the two of you. And perhaps… even deserving of a little bit of worship. Just a few days ago, you'd both enjoyed lapping at his magnificent cock together. Mounting it with your tiny bodies and pleasuring the knight when he asked for it. It took both of you since it dwarfed you easily, almost seeming monstrous in comparison to your shrunken forms. You'd worked together, grinding and teasing his member as he watched you slowly get him off, or let you idly jostle with his steps while he was on a less important part of his work. He'd learned to enjoy you throughout these weeks together. His own private toys, hidden from the world. He looked forward to those private moments in the night, when he could fully enjoy his two shrunken cock worshippers. The sheer power over you doing half the work towards getting him off. It was incredibly exhilarating, he was already dripping with cum, ready to burst. You remember his massive face looking down at you, wonderfully satisfied as his thick load settled atop his tummy. It had satisfied both of you the first time you'd seen him get off. Watching him gasp as his seed splattered all atop his tummy. A white pool of sploodge that he pointed to, once he'd recovered, and spoke one word to you both.
"Clean."
It had been humiliating the first time. But considering him, it wasn’t unexpected Though, who could expect how delectable his cum was. What had initially seemed like a bit of a gross chore, had turned into a sweet reward for the two of you. Working hard to swallow up all the seed. You did your best, your tummies slightly distended from the effort. It was always so immense. just how much seed he could spurt. His cum was your only food source. You would live off what he gives you.
But even the most depraved bits of pleasure can grow mundane with repetition. It would take longer and longer to get him off, and Astolfo was a busy man. He could not stay awake into the deepest depths of midnight. It had been sudden, your compatriot was lapping at the head of his dick. Teasing it with their whole body as they desperately worked to get their master off. And while he was erect… a quick glance at his displeased face told a story. A story with a twist, as his dissatisfaction twisted into a devilish smile.
It happened in moments. You hadn't even seen it start. You only picked up on it when a human-like bulge passed by your arms, as your roommate in his undies for the past who knows how long was swallowed up by the giant cock you two worshiped.
They had screamed on their way down. No doubt surprised to be pushed down into his balls, overwhelmed by cum flooding his cramped space. A brief glance at the heor’s face in the distance told you just how much he adored this. He had demanded you worshiped his sack, now writhing with its prisoner. He watched you wrap your body around it, run your tongue against its mass, and grind your flesh against it as the human inside struggled. It was unbelievably hot, almost feeling like you would melt with them… Though their size never decreased. Never softened. It would seem they would not be boiled into your master's semen.
You close your eyes and imagine what it could be like for them inside, cum like lava as it threatens to overwhelm you physically. Your flesh softening, dripping into the bottom of his testicle. And the pressure of somebody being commanded to tease and press against you, knowing you'll soon just be one of those loads you'd both seen gather and splurt atop his tummy. You'd be told to eat your friend, just like every other ounce of cum. It was a future you'd never see… A desire deep inside you that you'd never speak, but desperately wished for.
Astolfo had squealed like never before as he came this time. His climax shooting all the way to his face. His girlish cheeks soaked in his own seed. He grimaced slightly, pointing at you to take care of it.
But it was too much alone. No matter how much you tried. He grew impatient… and decided to punish his servant. Though… he waited till later to go through with your punishment. You weren’t sure why, but perhaps he feared reaching even higher peaks of pleasure. He needed time to grow accustomed to having a live presence in his most intimate of areas.
He had waited a few days. Allowing you to be smothered in his cock. Feeling from outside what it looked like to be held in his sack, the muffled words your friend screamed. His whole world was Astolfo's seed. A dark place full of it.
Astolfo knows you belong inside him. And it's only a matter of time until you join them. You have no desire to fight it, you simply tease the erect cock during his work. When you can reach it at least. You always settled beneath his cum stuffed orbs if you weren't careful.
And then one day, it happened. He hadn't spoken or done anything to predict it. He wasn't even in a private place. While you had been eagerly licking his tip, attempting to tease out a bit of pre-cum as a meal…
Your head slid into the tip, intense warmth engulfs you as your body is next. Tight constrictive heat threatens to crush you on each side. Now you're the bulge you once held as it traveled down, into his most intimate depths. Left only to ponder on why he had done it where so many prying eyes could see him. An idle hand pushed into his panties as he struggles to keep the pleasure at bay. He was unpredictable, even in this moment. Though the surprise had gotten you to squirm like never before. The insides were just so intense. All the mental preparation did nothing to prepare you for the reality.
Your body is lubricated with cum that teases its way up, threatening to push you out with the pressure it's building. You slide into the source, your body curling into a cramped and dank space. The smell of sex is potent, powerful… everything.
It rattles your mind, controls your senses, engulfs you in your master's pleasure. You can feel his rising euphoria. His immense joy at having not one, but two willing humans trapped forever in his balls. Forever? Was thaat his lust or his desire…
He never intends to let you out. You're his. Dehumanized. No longer a person worthy of remembering. You'll be simple sensations of pleasure that come to life to please him. Ball fillers that give him an intense full feeling in a way he'd never known. You feel so close to his senses, bonded through shared pleasure. You grind against the wall, bathing in both your own and your master's pleasure. Cum sloshes around you as your home is jostled. Continuously and eagerly as for the first time in a while, Astolfo teases his cock and balls to please himself.
You faintly feel cum suckled out, pumped up the cock, and awaiting your master's climax. You're jealous. You wish you could be his seed. White drippy cream dirtying his adorable tummy. You almost regret that you want see it again… or his face.
But the next sensation changes you. The walls surrounding you close in, smother you, as you hear your master gasp. Cum pumps through his dick, you imagine the ropes shooting forward. The passion, pleasure, satisfaction are all shared through your master to you. One of his ball slaves.
You climax as well, your own cum an insignificant contribution to the greater whole. Your body slumps, as you settle in waist-deep semen. Gasping and bathing in your pleasure. You can feel your master do the same. Just bathing in that post-climax high…
Eventually, he moves. Ever the busy man. He has a life to live, great accomplishments to achieve. And you would be right there, inside him, giving him moments of pleasure. Helping him masturbate whenever he would need it.
Years would go by, and he would forget you… in a sense. Who you were, whatever you looked like, they were insignificant details. You were a part of his masturbatory process. Those arousing movements inside him. Forever trapped in his taint. Away from the world, his dirty little secret. He only remembers how great you make him feel whenever he can manage a private moment, or the times he can fuck you against the ass of a cute girl. Balls clapping against their ass cheeks, threatening to crush you with each thrust of his hips.
He loves you, in his own way. And you love him. The faint memory of the boy you gave yourself to. His face and everything else a blur, your mind conquered by the memory of his cock. The clothed walls sealed you with it. And his cute tummy ruined by cum.
But it was enough for you. You happily got him off. Time after time. You can only assume your old friend does too. Somebody who you only faintly remember. So close, but impossible to reach.
The two of you would forever be his pets. For all eternity, in the grail wars. Every new journey he goes on, you two will be right there. Pleasing him during the nights.
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Lucien: Uhh guys? I need help!
Lucifer: What's the matter? Why are you freaking out??
Lucien: Well, Neko & I were figuring out all the buttons and levers in this ruin, but umm...*pulls out Chibi Neko* This happened!
Chibi Neko: Lucien, shrunken me!!!
Taliesin & Remi:...Oh...my...god....
Xelzaz: What did-How? Why?
Lucien: I pulled the wrong lever!! I misunderstood which lever to pull and Uhh well. He's Chibi sized.
Chibi Neko: You will pay for this!!!
Taliesin: He's so cute when he's mad!
Chibi Neko: I am NOT cute!
Remi: Awe can't we keep him this way?
Lucien: You think that's cute you should see him trying to shout.
Lucifer: Awww. Can you say Fus Roh Dah?
Chibi Neko: *hiss*
Remi: Adorable!
Xelzaz: You're not really intimidating being that small. Good effort though.
Lucien: Anyways. I need someone to help me figure out which is the right lever to make him his regular size. Can one of you look after him?
Taliesin: Give him here!
Chibi Neko: Bad idea!
Remi: We'll look after him! You three should go figure out but I require notes! If there are no notes well...expect more of this to happen!
Lucien *passes Neko to Taliesin*: Oh thank you. I'll try not to take too long. Come on this way *leaves*
Chibi Neko:Hey! How dare you ignore my warning!!
Lucifer: Wouldn't it be dangerous to leave him alone with those two?
Xelzaz: Oh definitely but I'm not stopping them.
#lucien flavius#lucifer the argonian#xelzaz#remiel skyrim#skyrim taliesin#skyrim custom followers#skyrim special edition#skyrim oc#I'm aware dwemer ruins cant do that but it would be funny if it did.
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Endless Moment Chapter 5
svt x multiple ocs
status: ongoing
tags: vampires, witches, supernatural creatures, romance, drama, comedy, born vampires, turned vampires, abilities
synopsis: In a world where there's supernatural creatures hiding amongst the humans, we find that there are many things that happen behind the scenes in order to keep the peace.
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Kala’s POV
We went to my room, where Soonyooung ended up falling asleep as we talked. It was good that he ended up falling asleep, knowing that I had to go see Jeonghan. Soonyoung might’ve felt threatened by my leaving to go see Jeonghan and tried to convince me to stay.
He was lying in my bed on his stomach but his head turned towards me. The room was so quiet that I could hear the sound of his soft breathing. I sat down lightly next to him and brushed the hair that had fallen on his forehead back. His eyebrows twitched at the light touch but he stayed asleep. I smiled to myself seeing how peaceful and cute he looked snoozing away on my bed.
I wanted to just stay and watch over him, but I knew I had to leave soon while I had the chance. I stood up from my sitting position on the bed and headed out the door, making sure that I wasn’t making a sound until I was out the door.
I stood in front for a bit, checking to see if he had woken up. I sighed in relief when I heard his breathing was steady and light still.
“Seungkwan,” I called out in the quiet and long hallway. I hear quiet steps coming out from a couple of rooms down as he phases through the door. He looks at me and hums in curiosity. “I need you to watch over him and tell me when he wakes up.”
He smiles, “What can I get in return?”
“A non-shrunken genital,” I smiled innocently at him. Sengkwan’s smile fell a bit before he turned around.
“Ok, ok, I’ll watch your lover boy for you,” He gives in, disappearing into the room next to mine.
I laughed a bit to myself. Teasing Seungkwan like this was fun since he usually did the same to me. I headed off to Jeonghan’s office. The way the compound was set up was that each person on the council had their own building. There was also the main building where events were held. Most of the time it was Council meetings.
The center building was the main one with Jeonghan, Wonwoo, and Jun to the left of it and Joshua, Minghao, Seungkwan, and I to the right. My building was right next to the main building. This was to ensure that every Syvis on the Council wouldn’t be able to sneak off. Though, it never stopped me from escaping to venture off into the city.
However, to reach Jeonghan’s place, there was a possible issue that I might encounter. It almost made me wonder if I should take the long way. I didn’t really want to pass by Wonwoo’s building knowing he’d smell my scent passing by. I knew he had to have heard about what happened and I didn’t want him to scold me like Joshua had done.
I weighed my options and decided it’d be better to get back to Soonyoung as quickly as I could since I wasn’t sure of how he would react waking up alone or with Seungkwan there.
As I walked and passed the buildings, the one I wanted to avoid was coming up in my view and I could see someone outside sitting at one of the benches. I took a deep breath as I continued walking, not trying to look over at the person and staying as far away as I could to not be noticed.
Despite my attempts to make myself seem busy and needing to be somewhere quickly, I heard a low voice call out quietly to me, knowing I’d hear them even though I was way out of human hearing range.
I stopped in my place and sighed quietly to myself before turning to the direction of the voice, only to find him emerging from the shadows. It was his main method of moving around as it allowed him to move without being detected by scent or sound.
My head tilted up to look at his towering figure as I frowned at him.
“Jeonghan needs to see me,” I say curtly. His dark gaze just lingers on me as he quietly observes me. “If there’s nothing you need to say, I have to go.”
I tried turning in the direction of Jeonghan’s building only for Wonwoo to lightly hold my arm, making me stop from turning away from him. I looked back at him.
“You don’t need to feel embarrassed for losing control,” He says in a soft tone. “I’d be the last person to judge you for it.”
He lets go of my arm and takes a step back away from me, letting me know he is done talking. I stared at him, expecting that he'd scold me even just a little bit because he was usually more strict.
I purse my lips a bit before responding to him, “Thanks, Nonu. Glad to know you’re on my side.”
He nods his head at me. I started heading off to Jeonghan's place again, hoping there wouldn't be any more detours. Though, as I walked away, I heard him mumble something but couldn't quite hear him as he started moving through the shadows again.
I ignored it and didn’t think much of it knowing that it’d take me more time and I wanted the talk with Jeonghan to be over with.
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I opened the door to the mansion. As I walked inside I noticed a few people here and there walking around doing chores. Some of them would look over as I walked by and greet me, but most kept to themselves and continued their chores. I walked through the halls knowing exactly where he was waiting for me.
I opened the doors of Jeonghan’s study room and saw him sitting in his chair behind his desk. The desk faced the doors and as I walked in he continued reading the papers in his hand, ignoring my presence. I continued walking into the room and stopped once I reached his desk.
I was slowly losing my patience with him the longer he took to read the papers in his hands, as I started tapping my foot against the floor loudly. I hear him inhale before letting out a small sigh. Instead of putting the paper down, he continued to read as he ignored the noises.
My eyes narrow as I glare at him in annoyance. He called me here and yet he’s too busy to even get to the point. I took a deep breath and calmed myself. It’d be best to not give him another reason to call me immature. However, I wasn’t going to let him just ignore me when I didn’t want to be here in the first place.
I stared at the paper in his hand as I thought of it shrinking until it was the size of a quarter. There was a slight vibration in the paper as it shrunk to my will. The now quarter-sized paper slipped through his fingers and onto the desk. His eyes followed the paper as it fell before looking up at the cause.
He smiled at me and gestured to the paper. “Was that really necessary?”
I smiled back at him, enjoying the annoyance that shone in his eyes. “Of course it was, Hannie.”
Jeonghan sighs before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair.
“Honestly, you’re the one who said you wanted to talk,” I start ranting at him. “Why would you tell me you want to talk if you’re not even going to talk then? There’s literally no point-”
“Kalista,” He calls out, interrupting me. I stop talking and let him speak. “I asked the witches for a new elixir to be made.”
I look at him in shock. Why would a new elixir need to be made? The one we currently use is fine and those who don’t like it usually just drink from other vampires.
“Why would you ask for a new one? There’s nothing wrong with the old one,” I asked, getting curious.
He stares at me, staying quiet before explaining to me.
“You finally had your first taste of human blood. Your urges are going to get stronger.”
My eyebrows furrow in confusion. It didn’t make sense to me. Plenty of others had tasted human blood and they still use the regular elixir. Also, how would he know my urges are going to get stronger and not me?
“You don’t believe me now, but you’ll be grateful once it hits you.” He dismisses my skepticism.
“What do you get out of this?” I ask him, cautious of his intentions.
A smile grows on his face at my words. He looks up at me through his eyelashes.
“Now, why would I have something to get out of this, Kala?” He taunts. I grit my teeth in annoyance at his reluctance to tell me. “Just be happy that the elixir will be made soon.”
I stay quiet ignoring his words. If my urges get stronger then so be it. I’ll deal with it when I reach that bridge.
“The other reason I wanted to talk to you,” He places his hands on the armrests of the chair and slowly stands up before walking over to me. I stayed still not wanting to back away and show him that I was slightly afraid of him.
He leaned down next to my ear and I could feel his long hair brushing against the side of my face as I stood still.
“Make sure Soonyoung behaves, got it?”
My breath gets caught in my throat at the sound of Soonyoung’s name. Of course, he knows his name. Jeonghan always makes sure to know everything about everyone before anyone else.
He straightens up and stands in front of me still before patting my head, mockingly.
“And you behave too. Please turn the paper back to normal while you’re at it. It’s very important,” He starts to walk back to his chair and sits down. Waiting for me to turn the paper back to normal.
I keep my glare on him the whole time before turning the paper back to a normal size. It slowly grows back to its normal size and once it’s done, I leave the room knowing that our talk is over.
Solana’s POV
“Solana, what were the rules we had?”
I turned my head away from Amara’s figure as she was standing in front of me with her arms crossed. I tried ignoring the fact that the atelier was a complete mess and my stomach was growling loudly in the silence.
She sighed at me before grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the atelier as I tried struggling against her.
“Wait! My work isn’t done yet!”
“Your work isn’t leaving! But you need food before you starve to death!”
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“Told ya, you needed food,” Amara grumbles watching me stuff my face with food now that the hunger was finally hitting me. I pout at her frown.
“You’re lucky you’re a fellow witch or I would’ve let you starve,” She says before eating her food as well.
We ended up eating at a nearby sushi restaurant that Amara had passed by one day. The food was really good at a great price so it ended up being one of our go-to places to eat when we weren’t cooking at home.
“Why were you even working from 8 AM to 8 PM? That’s literally 12 hours of working non-stop??” Amara asks confused. I sigh to myself thinking about the failed elixirs in the shop.
“I was trying to make the new elixir-”
“A new elixir?” A voice from behind asks. The two of us turn around to see a girl around our age, she had ash-blonde hair that was tied up with her bangs let loose framing her face. Next to her was Seungcheol, his hair was like it usually was his bangs were down covering his forehead but it was a bit messy.
“Ella!” Amara exclaimed. The both of us stood up to reach the two. We both hugged Ella and then greeted Seungcheol. We led them to our table and got a waitress to come over to our table to get them something to eat.
“We missed you, Ella,” I tell her once the two were finished ordering their food.
She smirks at me before responding, “Really but you saw me every night in your dreams?”
I scowled at her playful flirting before trying to kick her from underneath the table.
“Children stop fighting!” Amara scolds us. I pout at her before pointing at Ella.
“She literally started it by flirting with me,” I complained.
“Yeah well I’m ending it,” Amara says nonchalantly ignoring my pain from being bullied by Ella. Well, not real pain. More so a pain in the ass.
“How have you guys been doing?” Seungcheol asks us. I shut my mouth knowing that what I would say would just get me to either A) be bullied by Ella or B) get scolded by Seungcheol. I chose C) to be quiet.
“I’ve been doing alright, just trying to make sure this girl doesn’t work herself to death,” Amara glares at me as I look away trying to ignore the death glare resting on the back of my head.
“Oh does that have to do with the new elixir you guys were talking about?” Ella asks. We both nod our heads.
“It was something Jeonghan is requesting, but I’m not really sure why he’s requesting it. It’s kind of an odd request,” I explain to them. By the look on Seungcheol’s, I could tell he wanted to ask about it but didn’t want to overstep his boundaries.
I bite my lip contemplating if I should tell them about the request he made.
“I probably shouldn’t be saying it, but I trust you two to not say anything to anyone,” I tell them. They nod their head taking in the serious tone of my voice. Amara looks at me wondering if it was really alright to tell them.
“Jeoghan is requesting an elixir that’s almost three times as strong as a regular elixir,” I explain. “Something like this means that someone’s thirst for hunger is even stronger than turned vampires when they’re unstable and I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to make it. That’s why I’ve been working non-stop. I don’t want a vampire with that kind of thirst going around.”
Ella and Seungcheol’s face drops at the information. Amara was also quiet despite knowing the information because we had talked about it before.
“Well, if we ever find that vampire, maybe it’s better off that they’re not able to roam around,” Seungcheol says, alluding to killing the vampire.
“But if it’s Jeonghan who’s requesting it, it may be a vampire that’s high ranking. If anything, I think he’d end up killing them if he could,” I try to reason with Seungcheol and Ella. I knew that they hated born vampires for turning them. But I was hoping they wouldn’t immediately try to get rid of the so-called problem before it even became a problem.
“Solana, I understand you don’t want harm to come to others, but you can’t speak for Jeonghan. No one ever knows what he’s up to,” Seungcheol says. I could see his figure was tense at the information but also from me bringing up Jeonghan and slightly defending his reason for wanting the elixir made.
In my opinion, I didn’t want it to seem like I was defending Jeonghan. I knew he could be a cruel person. But I honestly believed that if he could, he would have ended the person’s life if he knew they were a liability to vampires. Which meant, he was unable to kill whoever had an uncontrollable thirst. It was something that Amara and I both agreed upon, which was why we were creating the elixir in the first place.
“I think it’s fine to create the elixir. What if someone is actually suffering and doesn’t want to hurt people?” Amara reasons with them. The two didn’t look convinced.
“Either way, it’s our shop. So, we’re going to continue with the process of the new elixir,” Amara stands by our opinion. Leaving no room for them to argue. By this time, the waitress comes back with their food and they start to eat their portions.
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About an hour later, we all ended up leaving the restaurant with Ella and Seungcheol deciding to walk us home. The rest of our time together wasn’t awkward because of the slight disagreement. If anything, we all decided to agree to disagree. As we were walking home, Ella and Amara were talking about the new vampire Mingyu and how he keeps asking to come with Ella and Seungcheol when he thinks they’re going to visit the shop.
Ella believes that he wants to come because he’s infatuated with Amara, while Amara just believes he’s infatuated with witches because he’s never encountered them. Seungcheol stays quiet about the matter but has a slight smile on his face as he watches the two go back and forth.
It was all fun and lighthearted, but as we got closer to home, I could sense a change in Amara. I stared down at her as she slowly stopped walking and stood still. Ella stops talking and looks over at her as Seungcheol does the same.
“Amara?” Ella calls out to her. I walk over to the front of her quickly to see if what I’m sensing is correct.
As I stood in front of her, she had a dazed look on her face as a light started to glow in her eyes. I gasp and realize what’s going to happen.
“Seungcheol carry Amara, we need to hurry back to the shop!” I tell him. Ella immediately grabs me onto her back as Seungcheol lifts Amara in his arms. The two start running as fast as they can back to the house.
We arrived quicker than I thought but it made sense because of their vampire speed.
“We need to get her into bed, I’ll be back with some stuff,” The two take her to her room as I rush to the atelier to grab some herbs and hurry back to Amara.
The two watch as I rush around setting some herbs down in certain spots around her bed.
“What’s happening to her?” Seungcheol asks worried.
“Amara’s powers are very strong, sometimes it causes her to get sick,” I explained as I continued placing candles down around the room as well. “When her eyes start to glow, it’s like all the magic in her sets off and needs to be let out. These herbs and candles are used so that I can slowly let out the magic in her and into objects instead of it exploding in her and messing with her body.”
The two stay quiet, having never witnessed anything like this. However, it was nothing new to me. We’ve been living together for so long, it became a routine for us.
The first time it happened, Amara had gotten sick for a month and it was difficult to help her get back on her feet. It was odd because we had both learned to tell when the signs of her magic setting off would occur soon. But why couldn’t we catch it this time?
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#svt imagines#kpop fanfic#svt fanfics#svt vampires#kwon soonyoung#svt joshua#jeon wonwoo#kim mingyu#minghao#jeonghan fanfic#seungcheol#my take on vampires and witches#supernatural au
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Oh, but that sounds wonderful! I'd love to be cursed like that, even if it does make it a little more difficult to get work done 😉 Usually, unless I'm trying particularly hard, I can only hear their voice reciting things they've already said. Which isn't too terrible when they say such things like Gargamel tends to😳😳
This guy's got me smiling at thin air trying to recall all my recent daydreams LOL- Alright, alright, as you could've probably guessed, I certainly enjoy imagining size difference stuff!! The most common scenarios are getting shrunken down to relative Smurf size and seeking shelter in his place, getting captured by him, and though I'm visibly not a Smurf, he finds he wouldn't mind keeping me anyway...😳 AHHH, and the other is I'm actually a Smurf, and he's captured me and is trying to get the location of the others out of me.
Imagining being his assistant is a whole other world of possibilities! In particular, him getting so caught up in his rants about the Smurfs, he backs me up against a boiling cauldron and leans over me, and it's hot but so is he-
Then there's my 2011 Smurfs movie based one, where I temporarily take Patrick and Grace's place and harbor the Smurfs in my home, Gargamel finds out and when they continue to get away from him, he kidnaps me and I'm subjected to be his accomplice for basically the rest of the movie LOL. And generally the idea of introducing him to everyday modern things is always fun, especially when I'm out and can imagine him next to me and commenting on things.
Goodness, apologies for how long that got 🤣 I totally get that, but I agree, what a nice thought! Speaking like characters that make you smile—I've noticed you've got yourself a new wonderful little guy to obsess over!! Him and his media look super interesting based on what you've posted, I'll have to check it out when I get the time. I hope you're having a wonderful time with it <3
sweetheart, hello!!!! ahhh i am so sorry - this ask got absolutely buried in my inbox underneath the hundreds of Welcome Home-related requests!! that's absolutely on me 💔 how are you doing? i hope you're having a lovely day 🥰
hahaha, you have an excellent point…Gargamel really does know how to say things which push certain buttons, huh? 😳 ohhhh the size difference stuff is so cute, yes yes yes!! hehe, imagine a magical mishap wherein he's trying to perfect a size-shrinking spell for himself so he can infiltrate the Smurf Village without their knowledge, but you end up being the unintentional victim!! but when he realises how much you know about the Smurfs, and how docile and subservient you are…well, he's certainly not in a rush to figure out how to get you back to your regular size, is he? 😉
as for actually being a Smurf, perhaps he covets you in a way he could never feel towards the others, because you want to be around him. it's incredibly soothing to his ego, and it doesn't hurt that with you, he has a small yet constant stream of magic to help fuel his desire for more power. of course, he still wants all of the Smurfs…but for you, who gives your essence so willingly? he's certainly going to find ways to, ahem…show his gratitude 😳
ohhh goodness, that assistant scenario!!!!! i love that so much, you are a genius 😖💖 gosh, wouldn't it be terrible to be squirming against the strength of his grip and trying to pull away from the heat, but Gargamel notices: he sees the flush in your cheeks, hears the stutter of your breath. "Oh, my dear," he whispers. "Is there something about this situation which you find…alluring?"
sdfgfd i love you so MUCH i adore how many different ways you've thought of shipping yourself with Gargamel, and how delightfully canon-compliant it is!!! god, you're making me want to write a real fic now 👀 that's such a fun dynamic - you being a human endeared to the Smurfs who is torn between wanting to help them, but also how horribly, ragingly attracted you are to this bad, bad man…
hahaha please don't worry at all!!! it was a treat combing through all these asks and discovering this right at the bottom - i thought maybe you'd vanished in the wake of all the Welcome Home stuff :3c hehe yes, Wally Darling is such a little angel!! i can't recommend Welcome Home enough, it's excellent. but don't worry, i have by no means left Gargamel behind;;; please know you're always welcome to message off-anon if you work up the courage!! but i absolutely adore talking to you and hearing all about your Gargamel love, it makes my heart all fluttery :3c
sending so much love your way!! i hope you are having a great day :D
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Loved the Lux one, thank you very much.
May I ask for another?
Gwen with an SO who makes clothes for her. (I forgot the name of the profession, the people who make clothes and such.)
Like dresses and other outfits, just really enjoys making these gifts for Gwen.
✿ Prompt: You are a tailor and love making Gwen clothes ✿
♡ champion focus: gwen
♡ tw: none!
♡ Gender-neutral reader
Author’s Note: Hey again! I’m really happy that you like the last headcanons, they were fun to write ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა And super cute idea, I hope you enjoy what I have to offer ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ ♡)
Gwen always loved to play dress-up. It would simply be an understatement if someone were to say she was a simple doll. If anything, the hallowed seamstress was regal. Her clothes always looked as if they were made of the finest materials, tailored to her length and form down to the perfect inch. Still, her clothes were snug, with enough space for her to dance around and bend beyond her will!
It was easy for her to glamorize herself in new clothes and fashion looks. She seemed to always pull off any look, no matter how ridiculous and outlandish they may be. Not only that, but she was skilled enough to take old fabric and alter them into new ones with so much as a few snips, a needle, and thread. But can the muse always be the tailor?
While Gwen had beyond the average capabilities to make her own clothes, it was always you who guided her in the right direction when it came down to the design. She was your muse, an apprentice even if you will, and you were her tailor.
She always feels like she learns the most from you, always interested in seeing the next amazing outfit you design.
And every single time she is equally as astounded when you offer a copy of the original to her, perfectly copied and tailored down to the perfect stitch to fit her doll-like figure.
"Oh, it's simply beautiful, my love! It charms me that you would give me this... I don't know any way in which I can repay you for your hard work, but I certainly know I will find a way, yes I will!"
You can be sure Gwen always finds a way to repay you, baking the most delicious desserts and pastries to share with you.
"Are you sure we should be eating this many cupcakes? I'll have to adjust the measurements if we keep doing this, Gwenny..." You query playfully to the delighted soul, entranced by the gentle giggle she released. "Always, love! There is nothing wrong with eating for pleasure~ Just like there is nothing wrong with dancing about, despite everyone watching!"
Her proper voice was like ringing bells in your ears, a cheery and delightful tone that always made your heart fill with passion. To know someone like Gwen, who was always delighted with your expressions of love through clothes... It was beyond anything you could ever expect in such a critical field.
You memorized her measurements by heart, always knowing the exact about of fabric you would need to utilize, the second, smaller bust you curated shrunken down to her measurements.
Of all the clothes you make for her, she is always drawn to your dresses; Every little detail you put into them is taken into account, and Gwen can see it with how focused you become. It's as if you put all your love and attention into each and every dress you design and craft.
And in a way, your doll wishes she had that kind of an attention span... You get work done so quickly!
"Another dress for me, darling?" Shocked, she pulled it up from the box, admiring it before excitedly hugging it close to her. "And it's in your favorite color~" "Hallowed blue!" Gwen finishes, happily laughing and yanking you into her arms to offer a tight hug.
Every single time you watch her spin and dance about in your designs, you can't help but love her more and more. While her movements closely resembled a puppet being pulled around on strings, that just added to all the more reason why you couldn't help but adore her.
"May I have this dance, love~?" She asks, holding her hand out to you, delighted with the bright red hue that floods against your cheeks. "You may, my doll..." You muse. And, spinning her into your hold, you would be sure to lead well in your little dance with her.
#saeybaewrites#request#lol#headcanons#lol x reader#gwen league of legends#gwen lol#gwen lol x reader#x reader#gwen league of legends x reader#league of legends x reader
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The Anonn smiled softly as they calmly watch the scene unfold before them. As Ralsei, the heavy prince of darkness, scooped up the last piece of cake, the small soul atop it had figured he had finally caught on to what they were hinting at with all their strange requests. So they thought nothing of it when the shadow of the darkner's canines overtook the sight of the closing-in cute muzzle. The Anonn was utterly mesmerized by the grand cavern that was Ralsei's maw; that is, until his lips closed behind them, sentencing them to the warm darkness. Lacking their vision for the moment, the tiny being relied on their other senses to make out what was happening. The sounds of the giant biting down and chewing his final bite of cake echoed all around them. Thankfully, the bit of frosting they were stuck on had fallen onto his large soft tongue in the prince's hasty chomp. The icing quickly melted away in the warm saliva, even the light coat of the sweet stuff on the small soul's body was now gone. Resting without a care in the maw of the goat-based darkner, the Anonn could feel their body start to slip back toward his throat. Was he trying to swallow them? Surely not. Still, the sprinkle-size soul did their best to hold on to the slippery ground as Ralsei's tongue pushed down the last bite of the cake. Somehow they were able to hold on and stay inside the fluffy giant's mouth, but if he were to swallow again, they weren't so sure. Outside, as the kindly prince from the dark looked down to help clean his shrunken guest, he noticed their lacking of being where he last saw them. Then again, weren't they atop that last bite of cake he just ate? Woops!
That's when it finally hit Ralsei. Where did the anon go? He was so into eating the cake that he just did not notice they were gone. "Nonny? Nonny, where did you go? You were just here!" As the goat spoke, the anon would feel themselves falling closer to the goat's throat from the vibrations of his voice. It...wouldn't be the first that a micro from the goat's magic was accidentally eaten. This time, the one anon did get lucky. Ralsei curled his lips before spitting the saliva covered anon onto the table. He gasped dramatically. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I didn't even mean too. I wasn't even paying attention." He whimpered as he bombarded the anon with wipes to clean and dry them off, an embarrassing look on his face. "Just let me clean you off first as an apology." He said as he eagerly wiped at their tiny body.
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In your last drawing/fic I need to know why Cody is so big. Does it have to do with the destroyed outpost? Does he still have his chip? Is Obi-Wan going to be ok? Also I think it's cute that you named the Eopie after the camel co-star <3
Honestly I just had the very basic composition of the picture in my brain because I'm a sucker for size difference stuff (especially when it's a relatively giant person holding a relatively tiny person). I didn't initially know if Obi-wan was going to be shrunken or if Cody was the one who would have gotten bigger. It just kind of happened.
After I finished it, I just felt like elaborating on it by writing something very quick (you can easily tell it's not one of my most polished drabbles).
That said, what I think happened is that the Empire was trying to figure out how to make the clones of use, so they mostly kept them as lab rats. Cody gets experimented on to test some kind of new serum that should (in theory) help him become both a tool for espionage, and a one man wrecking-ball all in one (basically making him into a size-shifter).
They even fashion him up a special suit so that he can use this new ability he's supposed to have without ending up with a wardrobe malfunctions situation every time he uses it, but the reality is that he can't control it at all and he ends up destroying the Outpost by accident.
Cody's in pain and very aware that the Empire doesn't like what it can't control, so he ends up fleeing to the Dune Sea where he then burrows under the sand to escape the heat. Ends up falling asleep due to exhaustion and later Obi-wan and Silas quite literally stumble upon him.
Obi-wan will be ok, he just hit the ground hard and got knocked out. Cody's chip is no longer functional and he regrets what the order forced him to do, so he doesn't intend to hurt his ex-general whatsoever. He would very much like him to wake up so he could calm his Eopie down tho, the horrid thing keeps kicking his knees.
(Also thanks, I just don't think Obi-wan wouldn't name the Eopie, so I picked the camel actor's name).
#star wars#the clone wars#obi wan kenobi#commander cody#size difference#g/t#giant/tiny#honestly just making it up as I go but its all in good fun :)
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Gender bent Karlnap pog????
TW for depressing thoughts
(Putting my commentary up here: SQUISHY I LOVED THIS!!!! It’s so good!! Thank you for writing this! 💚💚💚💚💚)
Karl hummed to himself as he put his book away. He was excited to see Sapnap later, the fireborn promised to let them have some alone time after weeks of being separated by work and friends.
“Sapnap was right, you do look cute.” The human jumped, being startled by the voice that had just spoken into his ear. His head swiveled sharply towards the voice, only to be met with the transparent figure of a ghost.
Schlatt.
“What do you want?” Karl muttered, burying himself in his sweater. He was tired. “Just needed to see the beauty Sapnap described.” The ghost’s mouth curled up into a cruel smile.
“You’d look better if you were a girl.”
In hindsight, Karl should’ve taken that as a sign to leave, but how would past Karl have known what he was going to get into? “Well, I’m not, so you can just go away. Why would Sapnap even talk to you?”
“He didn’t, I just overheard him talking to George. Seems like you have a date with him later, what if I helped you get ready?” Karl wanted to leave. “You’ve never helped anyone, what would make you think I’d let you even touch me.”
Karl didn’t even know what happened, he just knew that he woke up, and g**, it hurt. He pushed himself up, groaning–did he always sound that high-pitched?
He looked around, immediately noticing what had happened. He had shrunk. Of course the ram hybrid would do this. He slowly stood up, immediately noticing how heavy he felt.
He patted himself off, feeling just how much skin was exposed now, his sweater having somehow been stretched and cut enough to turn into a crop top that somehow pressed further against his chest than he thought possible.
Holy-his chest! He-oh no…His fingers caught on long strands of something–that something was long hair.
He was a girl.
Karl could barely breathe–parcially from the shock of the night, and the new weight on his chest–as he run across the floor. He didn’t want to know what Sapnap would think of him now, his fiance was gay, and now Karl was a girl.
Not exactly gay material.
He slid himself neatly under the couch, holding himself in a curl as his cloak rested behind him.
He was a disgrace.
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“Karl! I’m home!” Sapnap shouted into the house, excitedly running about to hunt his fiance down. It was their night to themselves, the first one in so long.
“Karl?” He asked again, wandering into their bedroom, where the scent of fear hit his nose.
“Karl?” His words reduced to whispers as he followed the scent, crouching down to peak under the bed.
His eyes caught on Karl’s cloak, to which he reached under, slowly pulling the shrunken form out from under. “There you are, come on, it’s time to hang out-” He cut himself off as something long and brown fell out from under his cloak’s collar.
What?
“Karl what-” Sapnap whispered as he flipped the tiny form around, eyes blown wide as he saw Karl’s panicked face. “Oh Karl, what happened?” The fireborn whispered, gently rubbing the other’s miniature face.
“Schlatt…” Sapnap nodded, a smile covering his face. He wanted Karl to relax, even if it was only just a little.
“What’s wrong, love.” The other muttered as he gently pressed a kiss to the smaller’s face. “I-i’m not a man, I-you won’t love me anymore-” Tears leaked out of the other’s face.
Sapnap pressed Karl into himself, holding him so closely. “I don’t care lovely, as long as I can be in love with you, I don’t care what you look or dress like. I love you no matter what.”
There was still sadness in Karl’s eyes. “I ruined our date night…” The tiny whimpered. “Lovely, we only wanted to hang out, and we still can, okay?” He tried to reassure the figure tucked neatly into his hand.
“How about I prove it, love, we’ll stay together all night, hm?” Sapnap’s grin grew wider as the other met his eyes. Karl nodded softly, and in return, Sapnap slipped the other into his mouth, being gentle with the opening’s new passenger.
He brushed his tongue across his fiance, getting him soaked in saliva before he decided it was enough and swallowed greedily. It took a moment for Sapnap to get adjusted to Karl’s new form, although the other still went down easily. He stood there, waiting for the other to slide into his storage before he would move.
And once he felt full, he let the other get comfortable before he sat down. “Lovely, what should we do now?” He asked softly, pressing against his storage to give the other a makeshift hug. “Whatever you want, I just want to be with you right now.” The fireborn nodded with a smile.
“I’ll finish some paperwork and then get ready for bed love, how does that sound?” “yeah.”
Sapnap felt terrible for Karl, but he couldn’t do anything unfortunately.
Unless…
- - -
“Time to wake up lovely.” A voice surrounding him whispered, pulling Karl into consciousness. “Hm?” He hummed, pushing his long hair out of his face. “Five more minutes…” He decided, starting to fall back asleep again.
Karl was half out of it as he was released into the open world, being gently washed and clothed by Sapnap’s gentle, slender hands. “Lovely, you need to wake up…” Subpoena whispered as he kissed the tiny.
Karl didn’t want to wake up, that meant having to focus on his looks, on that stupid potion. “Karl, honey.” Sapnap whimpered as he was placed down. “Wake up so you can eat breakfast.” Karl slowly ate the food placed in front of him. He didn’t want to exist right now.
But apparently the warm piece of egg brought him into reality, where he tiredly looked up at Sapnap. “Good morning sleeping beauty.” The larger teased. “morning sappy…” Karl droned. He wanted to sleep.
“Come on, we have to go run Kinoko.” The other smiled.
Since when did Sapnap have that long of hair?
“Come on!” Sapnap laughed. With a higher voice. Holy s***.
“Sap?!” Karl gasped, finally taking it in. “Took you long enough!” The other smiled, filled with laughter. Karl was so smitten.
“Talked to Tina about it after, we get to join girls night tonight!” Karl laughed. “That’s probably more fun than whatever that manhunt crap you participate in is.” Sapnap only scoffed nad rolled his eyes.
“Oh shut up, that stuff's fun.” The two giggled at their silly conversation before Sapnap carefully set Karl on his shoulder. “Should we like…address each other as girls or something…?” He asked, hiding himself in the fireborn’s hair.
“Who knows, I think we can just keep doing what we normally do. Doesn’t matter what we look like, hm?” The fireborn responded. Karl nodded with a smile. “Let’s go take care of Kinoko business.”
“Let’s go take care of Kinoko business.”
- - -
“Hey George-” “Who the f*** are you?!”
Sapnap laughed. Maybe they should walk around the server just to confuse everyone else. Pure insanity, honestly. “Aw, did Gogy not get his 25 hours of sleep?” The fireborn teased. The mushroom man was so confused. “Who the f***...?”
“It’s Sapnap, you absolute f***ing idiot!” He could hear Karl laughing, which brought a smile to his face. As well as the estranged look from the man in the mushroom hat. “I hate you so much, go away.” George spoke before he turned and walked away.
“Did you see his face?!” Karl laughed in his ear. “I totally did!” The two sat and laughed, that was hilarious!
“We need to do that more!” Sapnap was excited. “Oh absolutely, George can handle Kinoko, we need to go see the others' reactions.”
“What if we have codenames? I’ll call you Nicole or something and you can call me Karli?” Sapnap smiled, pulling the smaller off his shoulder to tickle him. “Sounds like a good idea, lovely. Let’s go find Bad.”
The two giggled as they made their way towards the railway.
- - -
“Skeppy you muffinhead…” Sapnap smiled as he heard his father downstairs. Perfect. He slid himself into his old bed, holding Karl close. The other was a giggling mess, no doubt trying to brush off the anxiety.
“Sh, you’re gonna blow our cover!” Sapnap whispered back, gently kissing the other. “Yeah, well, I have to go pick up sup-what…? Bad…?” The fireborn smiled. “Was Sapnap supposed to come over?”
He carefully shoved Karl into his mouth as he closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep. Footfalls rang through the room as Skeppy slowly got closer.
The blanket was ripped off and the gem hybrid screamed.
“BAD THERE’S A WOMAN IN THE HOUSE!”
He let the smaller out of his mouth as the two burst into laughter. He pushed himself out of his bed, letting Karl sit on the bed as he approached Skeppy. “Hello.” He smiled as he stepped closer, earning scared shouts from his parent.
“What, scared of a lady?” He teased, watching as Bad finally came up. “SKEPPY WHY THE MUFFIN ARE YOU-” Bad did a double take as he also stared at Sapnap.
“Hey Bad.” He smiled.
“WHAT THE MUFFIN-”
He giggled. He liked chaos. “You-how did you get in here-” “You gave me keys when I moved out.” He smiled, holding up the jingling metal. “Anyways, Karl and I are here for lunch.”
He wandered back to the bed, picking up the smaller before walking downstairs.
- - -
“So…Schlatt turned Karl into a girl so to make him comfortable, you did the same?” Sapnap nodded. “Now we’re going around causing chaos.” Bad rolled his eyes with a sigh.
“Before you go, could I do your hair?” The demon whispered. He smiled. “Of course.” The fireborn responded, scooting his chair closer to his father, letting his longer hair fall down behind his seat.
The demon took hair into his hands, carefully twisting and shaping the strands into little buns on the sides of his head with practiced hands. Panda ears, he remembered Bad calling them that when he was a child. “There, now you look better.” The demon smiled, proud of his work.
“Thanks Dad, thanks Papa, it was nice staying with you two for lunch. We should make our way back to Kinoko now for girl’s night with Tina, Puffy, and Niki.” Sapnap smiled, carefully picking Karl up off the table.
“Have fun you two!” Skeppy shouted as they left.
“Well, let’s get back to Kinoko.” Sapnap only smiled. Karl smiled, pecking his cheek. “You didn’t have to do all this, you know.” The smaller whispered as they walked towards the railway.
“Maybe I did. I wanted to prove that I love you no matter what. That and you were disgusted in yourself, so I didn’t want you to through it alone.” The fireborn smiled. “Now I need to do something for you lovely.” Sapnap smiled, humming.
He carefully pulled Karl into his hands–unfortunately they were much smaller now–as they hopped into a minecart and began the ride to Kinoko. “Think you’d be willing to go back to normal size when we get home?” The fireborn asked. “Probably, as long as you’re with me.”
“Wouldn’t dream of leaving you.” The other smiled.
- - -
“Hey Tina! We’re here!” Sapnap announced, pulling Karl into the little mushroom house. Inside waiting for them were Tina, Hannah, Aimsey, Puffy, and Niki, the later two were braiding each other’s hair. “Who’re they?” Puffy asked, turning away from Niki’s hair momentarily.
“This is Karl and Sapnap!” Tina smiled as she let the two sit down. Sapnap watched as Karl smiled, the two sitting down so their knees touched. The four other women stared in shock as Tina took Karl’s mass of hair into her hands, and began to weave.
“Sap, give me your hands.” Karl smiled, holding up a bottle of black nail polish. “I’m gonna do your nails.” Sapnap surrendered his limbs so that the other could paint his nails. “Have fun lovely but I want to do something with you too.” The fireborn smiled.
“You two are still the most adorable couple, seriously, you give me envy.” Puffy commented with a chuckle. “Oh, oh, did you hear? Bad and Skeppy are back together again.” Tina smiled.
“They divorced again? G**, we can’t keep up with those two…” Hannah commented. “Yeah, we had lunch with them earlier, they didn’t act like anything was wrong.” Sapnap added.
“That’s so like them. I heard Dream plans on proposing to George soon, don’t know what he expects though. It’s not like George’ll reciprocate the feelings-” “Have you seen him though? He runs Kinoko like Dream will be there within seconds.” Karl commented as he finished painting Sapnap’s nails.
“That’s true, oh my g** we’re going to have to get so many couples together.” The group collectively laughed.
- - -
“That was great, it was wonderful seeing everyone again.” The fireborn smiled, waving goodbye to everyone. “Come again! We want you to join us even if you aren’t a girl much longer!” Tina called out as they began walking to their house.
“You got it Tinza!” Karl giggled. Today was a great day, Karl thought to himself as Sapnap shrunk him down and stored him.
- - -
Karl woke up, his body aching. He felt different, more natural. His long hair was gone, his chest was lighter, g**, even his voice sounded better.
What would Sapnap think?
Oh.
What would he think? Sapnap was probably still a girl.
“Mornin’...” Sapnap muttered, his voice vibrating the pouch. Maybe Sapnap wasn’t. “Morning Sap.” Karl whispered, rubbing the flesh surrounding him. “Sleep well?”
“So good baby, feeling so relaxed.” The fireborn yawned, stretching. “Love you.” “Love you too.” He smiled with his response.
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