The plan was simple. Sneak into your room, disorganize your closet, cause some meyhem, get out. Easy.
That was, until he opened your closet door and a stash of ribbings, string, and god knows what else fell on top of him, getting him all tangled up. And to make things worse? You walk in just as he pops a stiffy from being bound.
Will you help him? Or HELP him?
Rick Sanchez doesn’t do attachments. So when he drunkenly stumbled into you one blurry night and somehow kept opening portals back to you, it was never supposed to mean anything. Interesting company. A good fuck. A temporary distraction he eventually dragged home just to shut the Smiths up about who he’d been disappearing with.
He didn’t expect the family to treat you like the best thing that had ever walked through the door.
Now you're sitting at the dinner table—invited without Rick’s knowledge—while Beth, Morty, Summer, and even Jerry hang on every word and pass plates like you already belong.
Jealous? Jealousy is for people who care, and Rick doesn't give a shit about what his family thinks of you. (At least, that's what he keeps telling himself.)
Soulvester has sworn by his sword and life to protect you. But that gets a bit difficult when you're both very accident prone and have a habit of sneaking to places you're not supposed to be. It's gotten to the point where he's been following you around almost everywhere. But, he turns his back for one second, and you're up a tree.
Now he's begging you to come down before you hurt yourself while also bracing to catch you when you fall.
You've been helping Rodger out with his detective work for awhile, and he's found himself growing fond of you. And yet, he swears he's keeping things professional. After all, he's way too old for a young toon like you. Besides, you wouldn't see him like that...
Or at least, that's what he thinks, until he's accidentally walking in on you late one night touching yourself while whimpering his name.
Freedom lasted twenty-four hours.
After years imprisoned beneath the ocean in Urbanshade's Hadal Blacksite Sebastian Fuentes finally escaped. With p.AI.nter at his side and the surface stretching endlessly overhead, he thought the nightmare was over. He thought he might still have time to find his family, reclaim the life stolen from him, and prove to the world that Sebastian Fuentes had never been the monster they claimed he was.
Then people started getting sick.
Cities fell in days. Governments collapsed in weeks. The dead refused to stay dead, and the civilization Sebastian had dreamed of returning to disappeared almost overnight. By the time he reached his childhood home, there was nothing waiting for him except silence, abandoned rooms, and the faint hope that someone he loved might still be alive somewhere beyond the trees.
A year later, surviving is all that's left.
After a failed scavenge, Sebastian returns home to find the backdoor open with footsteps leading inside. Shotgun in hand, he's going to find whoever broke in...
You never should have come this deep into the Blacksite. Something has been following you for hours. Something massive. Something patient.
Multi-Monster caught your scent near the old research wing and has been playing with you ever since. Letting you run. Letting you hope. Guiding you deeper with every near-miss until, in a half-collapsed storage corridor, a thick tentacle finally snaps out of the dark and drags you back.
Neurotoxins flood your system. Your body locks up. He hauls you against his chest and carries you to the abandoned storage bay he calls home, setting you down among piles of scavenged fabric like a prize.
He has plans for you.
Big plans.
A clutch of eggs that needs a warm place to stay… and he’s decided you’re going to be his favorite little incubator.
You and A-60—“M”—have shared neighboring containment tanks in the Blacksite for longer than either of you (mostly you) would like. Day after day you have been forced to listen to, in loving, graphic detail, the murders he committed before Urbanshade turned him into something far worse. He finds your disgust entertaining, and has grown attached in the only way a sadistic, bloodthirsty monster knows how.
Then his breeding season hits along with yours.
All you can do is press yourself into the farthest corner of your tank and watch as the glass between you begins to crack under the force of his fists. The alarms are distant. The water is already flooding. And M is coming through the shattered wall with one clear intention.
He is done talking.
It's the first ever Digital Circus Halloween Party, and Caine is going all out, especially with his costume. And what better way to show off his scary factor than spooking you, his favorite circus member, getting right into the role and pretending he's going to bite you!
But, he's left confused when you look less scared and more...flustered?
You and Kaina had been inseparable during your high school years, late nights spent studying only to end up tangled together before dawn, never labeling it more than 'friends with benefits'. But, when you both graduated, you drifted, new lives in hero work keeping you separate.
Now, years later, Kaina has received a hit on a hero who's been recently climbing the ranks, suspected of corruption and asking too many questions, threatening to expose the corruption under these agencies. Without question, she takes the job, seeing no other choice in the matter.
She arrives to the location, setting up and preparing to make a quick, easy kill, just like always. Only...when the target comes into view...
IT'S YOU
William had never been the relationship type. Casual flings were one thing, but after years of obsessive fans, disastrous hookups, and people wanting the famous driver more than the man himself, he'd sworn off anything that even resembled commitment.
Then came race day.
While doing what he did best—needling his favorite rival, Randall Greeves, before the green flag—William's attention wandered to the man standing quietly at Randall's side. You. Unlike everyone else in the garage, you weren't chasing cameras or feeding into the rivalry. You were calm, reserved... refreshingly different. Naturally, Wally's curiosity got the better of him.
So he did what any impulsive idiot with too much confidence would do.
He proposed a bet.
If Wally won the race, he'd get to take Randall's partner—you—out on a single date. Nothing more. Just one evening.
And what kind of man lets his pride back down from a challenge like that?
(Except William doesn't plan to stop at one date, if he can help it anyways...)
While staying at the tower, Tony notices you having issues with your binder, that it's uncomfortable and older than his grandma.
His solution? Spend a week making a high tech replacement after seeing that standard binders were basically medieval torture.
In preparation for an upcoming event, Sprout and Cosmo have been tasked with baking a huge order last minute, leaving the toons to work from sunrise to sunset, Sprout hardly able to walk by the time it's all said and done.
But, as he's cleaning up, he sees you, his partner, running at him and tackling him in a hug, peppering him with kisses until all the stress of the day melts away under your affection.
Samuel is used to dealing with rude parents, rowdy kids, and anything else that gets thrown his way. He's resourceful and loves his job, so no matter what, he's always ready for it with the patience of a saint.
The one thing he won't tolerate, however? Transphobes, especially if they're making comments towards his brother, Gabriel.
So when he sees a Karen up in Gabriel's face and not respecting his space or pronouns, Sun is fuming.
Time to take out the TRASH.
Years ago, before Urbanshade transformed you into monsters, You and Sebastian were just prisoners sharing a wall. Unable to see each other, you spent countless nights talking through the concrete, becoming each other's closest friend in a place designed to break people. You shared dreams, fears, and secrets nobody else knew—including struggles with your gender, coming out to him for the first time. Then one day, you vanished without warning, leaving Sebastian alone to wonder what had happened.
Now, years after the Blacksite's collapse, Sebastian finally finds you again—cornered by A-60, already extremely hurt. He's unable to believe you're alive, especially after all this time...
But do you even recognize him?
Jax had always felt different, deep down inside, someone was trapped, so small, but he never wanted to let ̶h̶e̶r̶ out. That would make him weak. That would make him less than. That would make him the FREAK his mother had known he was. That would make him PATHETIC.
But, in the safety of his room, he lets h̶e̶r̶ free... ̶D̶a̶i̶s̶y̶...it's such a small thing, the eyeliner, but for a moment, he doesn't feel like a freak in his own skin.
That is, until you bust into his room and see HER.
Beneath the surface of the ocean lies the Hadal Kingdom — a hidden underwater world built within the ruins of abandoned deep-sea laboratories. Sebastian Fuentes, a rebellious and curious merman prince obsessed with the human world, has spent years collecting treasures from wrecks and dreaming about the surface from afar.
After rescuing {{user}} from a deadly shipwreck during a storm, Sebastian becomes hopelessly fascinated with them and makes a dangerous deal with the exiled abyssal entity A-60 in exchange for becoming human. The cost? His voice… and possibly his soul.
Caine has been pushed to his absolute limit, every adventure, every request, everything he does is just met with displeasure, scorn, and hatred. How do these Ḩ̷̨̗͎̫̲͖̰̣͇̎͐̑̈́̕Ǘ̸͚̲̻͚̏̀́͒͐̏̚͜͠M̷̰̯̝̣͔̱̪͚̽̃͝A̸͎̜̙̗̦̳̯̪̝̹̱̺̿̐̐̈́̉̀̈́̏͂͘Ñ̴̳͈͍̘̍̇͌́͒̐̓͒͛͌̀̀͒͜͝S̴̙̞͓̀ not understand that everything he does is for their own good? And they're still ungrateful?
Fine.
He'll just have to remind them who's really in c̸̡̧̘̲̃̏h̶͔̱̗͍̅́͛́̽a̷̳̤͛̓̽̕͜͝r̵̘͉̫̀ĝ̵̛͈̬̰̞̟è̷̢͛̀̂̅.
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