Feb 25, 2019
✨ Our boys are back in Town ✨
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✨ Our boys are back in Town ✨
Anyway I haven’t posted Quill, my fave para, in like forever so have some more doodles of my fave nb bean. The last photo was me playing with the idea of an opposite gendered Quill as part of a prompt on IG. I tried to go for an amab femme kinda nonbinary look and??? The side shave??? Idk fam I just love doodling this kid so yeah, have my art.
The Dimensions War
Chapter One: Of dress, suit and invitations Warnings: sex (mentioned (what did you expect? She’s satan and her sin is lust.)), curses
Author Note: Sorry for any mistake. It’s also very shitty, sorry…
The sun was rising slowly on the small town of Ecouen. In the castle, high on the small cliff, some people were sleeping, some were going to sleep, some were about to wake up and it was the case of the two rulers of Hells… “Wake up, les amoureux!” Sonny said, bursting in the big bedroom. Sonny was a boy with dark skin, a descendant of a Medjai and one of the horsemen of the apocalypse. He was always wearing blue and hated when he sees people eating fishes (mostly because he knows the fish the person is eating).
He went toward the room’s red curtains. The sun enlightened quickly the bedroom, waking up the two naked figures in the king sized bed. The clothes were discarded on the parquet. The first one to pop up out of the duvet was a young man, probably seventeen or eighteen, with dirty golden hair and bright blue eyes with a scar on his face. He looked at the other boy and stretched. “Hello, Sonny.” He greeted with a small smile. “I thought me and Naomie told everyone that we didn’t want to be bothered in the morning.” He added. “Yes but it’s past eleven, your majesties need to get dressed. There are still some breakfast left for the both of you. Your kingdom awaits!” Sonny laughed, walking out of the room. Felix rolled back in the bed and smiled at the sleeping form of the goddess beside him. He shook her gently and the girl mumbled some incomprehensible words. “Wake up, my queen…” He whispered. “No, five more minutes…” The other lazily answered. He chuckled. “Five more minutes with you turn to one or two hours of sleep.” The boy said. “And I do believe we have work to do and the wedding’s preparations too. This afternoon, I have to go to the store to get my suit with the Horsemen and Johnathan and you.” He pointed his finger at her. “had to go with Angela and Zahira to get your dress.” “Oh my god, yes, I totally had forgotten that! And Hera is going to be here to help us, oh my god!” The girl shot up to her feet, grabbed some clothes from the closet before dressing swiftly. She brushed her hair and teethes, put on some make up before running to the boy, still in bed, kissing him harshly. “I will see you later.” She smiled. “Don’t forget to put some Ethan’s tears on your wounds.” She added, looking at some bruises and love bites on his neck. “I don’t know, maybe I was going to keep them.” He smirked. “Tu es impossible…” She murmured. “Hey, I know that one!” She patted him on the shoulder before going out of the bedroom. The boy beamed once again before getting up.
“So, boys, what are our programs?” Naomie asked, walking in the throne room of Hells. Pablo, a boy with brown curly hair with blond highlights and hazel eyes, strode beside her before handing her papers. The other three were walking behind them, greeting the demons who passed by. “First, you have a meeting with the Seers, they had to hand you their reports, then it’s the Tigers’s turn and they are waiting for your next orders. After that, your dress shop. Don’t forget to write the invitations for the guests, your wedding is in three weeks.” “Ugh, too much work…” The teenager queen sighed. “Well you’re the queen.” Tom said. “It’s your job to do that.” “Yes I know Tom.” Naomie yawned. “Short night?” Ethan asked smirking, knowing the answer. “Well…” “You should soundproof your bedroom. Everyone heard what happened yesterday.” The tall boy added. “Really?” “Yeah and your room smells like sex, blood and cigars. I wonder what you did to him to make him scream like that.” Sonny said with a smile. The devil huffed and formed a black crystal in her hand before sending it in the boy’s direction. The latter dodged it with a laugh.
The five friends entered a large room. It was dark, with some candles who smelled like vanilla and chocolate. The room was filled with laptops and old computers on many desks. There were also many blankets, sofas and comfy armchairs. Mostly all the girls were asleep, sleeping in the end of the area but one was wide awake. She was a black skinned young woman, maybe in her twenties and she was wearing bright colours. She glanced at the five demons before smiling and standing up from her chair. “Hi guys. How are you?” “We’re good Zahira.” Pablo answered. “You should ask Felix how he’s feeling, after all he had a difficult night.” Ethan chuckled. Naomie elbowed him in the ribs. Zahira smiled kindly at the girl before speaking: “Well, this time, we decided to put our reports on a USB key.” She said as she gave her the tiny red device. “So less papers and less trees cut!” The woman beamed. “Thank you Zahira. It will be more easily for me to read it and to stock it.” Naomie thanked. “Your welcome friend! That reminds me, when are we going this afternoon?” She asked. “Around three.” “Perfect! I will be waiting for you in the car. What are we taking? The big black limousine?” “Well, yeah. Hera told me it will be more comfortable for the four of us.” “Angela is still coming? I thought she had to watch over some mortals today.” Ethan said, popping in the conversation. “Yeah, she said that it was a great privilege to help me with my “quest of finding the perfect dress”, as she put it.” Naomie said to him, rolling her eyes. “Well, I won’t holding you five for forever. Johnathan is waiting for you in the courtyard.” The young woman informed them. “He’s training the new members. They’re cute.”
Johnathan was a black haired boy and spoke with a big English accent, which was kind of cute, if you asked the demons girls and some of the Seers. He was standing in his full golden and black armour, watching at the ten new boys who were fighting with wood swords against each other. “Come on, boys. I know you can all be better than that!” He yelled at them. Naomie and Ethan stopped to watch them. As the Horseman of War, he loved seeing people fighting, combatting. It was part of his nature. As for the queen of Hells, she wanted to see if how were the boys. She will have a word with them, to welcome them. “Good morning my queen.” Johnathan said after bowing. “Hello John. How’s the training?” “They still are learning but they have the fire in them. I know, I feel it!” Naomie smiled, along with Ethan. Another Tiger showed up, running toward them, clenching something in his fist. He kneeled before her and stood slowly. He handed the small thing to his queen. “Thank you, Lucas. You can go back to your bedroom and rest. You deserved it.” She said to the boy who had dark circle under his eyes. “They don’t sleep so much.” Johnathan sadly informed. “I think they all are stressing and they are anxious. And I have to admit, me too.” “But why?” Tom asked “Listen, we are used to go on missions in the middle of the nights, to help the population, to help you save the world… We are used to that.” “Yes, me too.” Pablo told him. “Been a while since the last attack on one of the dimensions. It’s so peaceful.” “Make me wanna throw up.” Ethan mumbled under his breath. “Well, I don’t have any missions for you. But you can help with the wedding preparations!” She added with a smile. “Really? Will you allow us to do that?” “Of course, any help is welcome! I think Felix is in the garden with Athena and the other gods and goddesses along with the workers. You can propose your help and I’m sure they will find something for you all!”
Hera was sitting, a white scarf draped elegantly around her shoulders on a purple and white sofa, waiting for Naomie to come out in the dress she had chosen for her. Zahira was typing on her phone while Angela was looking at her nails, checking for any broken or imperfect ones. Finally, Naomie came out, in a white dress with a lot frills and furbelows. It was also very tight and strapless. There were laces that formed flowers and hearts. The angel grimaced as well as Zahira, both knowing it wasn’t the style of their friend. Hera stood up, circled the demon then asked her: “How are you feeling in this dress?” “Seriously? I feel horrible and I can’t breathe. I don’t like this dress. It’s pretty but…” “Say no more! I think I got the perfect one for you!” Hera interrupted before racing in the dress store.
“What about this one?”
The boys stared at Felix, looked at him up and down. The suit he was trying on was dark blue with a black tie and a white shirt.
“Nah.” Sonny said. “Too simple.”
“Too plain.” Ethan added.
“Boring.” Pablo said.
Felix sighed.
“I feel like I will never find one.”
“Don’t worry. Of course you are going to find the perfect one.” Johnathan smiled at him.
“Maybe you’re right…” The king sighed again before going back in the fitting room.
The boys waited for a moment then Felix reappeared and they knew it was the one. It fitted him so perfectly: it was a white jacket with a black collar, underneath was a white shirt with a black bow tie and silver studs and the pants was of course black.
“Uhm… Why are you all silent? Is that so horrible?” Felix asked, uneasy.
“Dude, you look handsome. If you weren’t going to marry or dating her, I would fuck you right now.” Ethan said.
“Thank you, I guess?”
“He’s right.” Tom agreed. “And Ethan, what did we say about the filter?”
The latter rolled his eyes.
“Naomie is going to love it!” Sonny exclaimed.
“I hope so…” The king of Hells said, looking at himself in the giant mirror in front of him.
The shop owner -a tall man with black hair and too much gel in his hair- came in and took some more body measurements before sending the boys out, after Felix paid of course. The boys decided to stop by a small café in Paris: le Chat D’Or.
“So who are you gonna invite?” Ethan asked, eating a piece of chocolate pie.
“Well we talked a bit about it with Naomie last night and the gods are coming, that’s for sure. As gods and goddesses, they have to be present to see the ascension of a new god. The Winchesters will be here too, with the archangels, Chuck and Castiel, maybe Bobby too. Maybe the Assassins Brotherhood too. But we are going to write the invitations tonight.”
“It’s going to be one hell of a wedding.” Pablo murmured.
“And one hell of a party!” Sonny yelled, excited.
Some customers looked at them in curiosity. Pablo turned to them and shot a dirty look at them, making the others to turn back to their own businesses.
“Yeah, it’s sure gonna be one.” Felix mused, sipping his coffee.
Felix and Naomie were sitting in the middle of their bedroom, papers everywhere with a laptop in front of them, to already start the seating arrangements. A pile of closed envelopes were set down next to Felix. They both were tired and had drank a least cinq or six coffees to be awake enough to finish their last invitation.
“Aaand done!” The girl smiled, putting the last one on the top. “Finally, we can sleep!”
“No, we are not. We have to tidy this room.” Felix said, standing up and bringing the papers closer to him.
“You can do it if you want. You’re the king of tidiness and cleaning. And I’m the queen of sleep.” Naomie lazily said.
“Of course you are.” The boy chuckled.
The teenage girl jumped on the bed before tucking herself under the covers. She watched as her lover cleaned everything, putting the papers on a desk and the envelopes on a small table, next to the French doors. He put the laptop on his own desk then walked toward the bed and laid next to her. She grinned at him and kissed him on the nose, then the lips and finally his neck. Felix groaned.
“Not tonight love… Too tired for this.”
“Okay, alright. We will have more fun on our honeymoon.”
RONAN LYNCH TAKES MALADAPTIVE DAYDREAMING TO THE NEXT LEVEL
"Now, then. Do you have any questions for me?"
"Are you God?"
"....Yes. I suppose some would consider me to be God."
So I finally developed my child enough to share him on here. This is my most recent boy, and he’s a year old. I don’t make new paras often lmaoooo. Anyway, this is Tenor. He’s a demon who was summoned to Earth by an abused girl who had him kill her family. In order for a demon to return to Hell they have to be sent back by their summoner, and a demon cannot harm the one who summoned them, but this girl was so powerful that she commanded he kill her, and her magical power broke the typical laws and compelled him to kill her even though he didn’t want to because he really liked her and because then he wouldn’t be able to return home.
Lonely and desperate to be of service he travels on the outskirts of society, listening for calls of those who need things done for them. He has often been abused, mistreated and used in his time but doesn’t mind as he doesn’t feel much pain and is so lonely that he rather enjoys feeling used and mistreated instead of being left alone with his thoughts and memories.
That look when the cute nb peep at ya place of work says they want your dick.
This is Taylor, Quill’s latest side piece. He’s thick and swears at Quill in spanish when they fuck or when he’s flirting and it makes Quill’s head spin. They worked together for years before Taylor started his own business. After some awkward talk Taylor finally conviced Quill to leave their old job and come work for him. Quill now Taylor’s FOH and they sometimes fuck in dry storage after close. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Taylor is weird about his sexuality and has only just recently been able to admit, out loud to other people that he’s bi. He’s been experimenting with Quill and Marius and really likes being able to fuck around with a dude and a nb person without being made fun of or degraded. The couple has been great for Taylor and his self-esteem and helped him realize a lot of his self-loathing came from internalized homophobia because his family is super religious and basically bullied him into being the Perfect Straight Son.
More of this lovely new Thruple to come. 👌🏼
Uh,,,I made a moodboard/aesthetic for my main paracosm, Viyrus (pronounced “Virus”- its just an extra way of spelling it tbh)
So Viyrus is basically this Virtual Reality world where you can be and do literally anything, everything exists in it. Everything. My paras r just kinda normal kids/teens that all got a reason for playing it (whether it be loneliness, escapism, etc) which are revealed as they all get closer to each other. That’s,,the basic just of it I’ll explain it better in a different post