#hehehe ty again for the asks!!

[notdysfunk]

Well, if you're open to more questions let's get some basic ones out of the way! What happened to Moon's wings (I'm guessing fire) and how does Y/N know Sun and Moon in this story (neighbors, co-workers, roommates 👀)?

Mweeehehehe, I fear I cannot answer that first question without spoiling some stuff 👀 Maybe get back to me on that later (distant, evil giggle) As for Y/N and Sun/Moons relationship, they are roommates!

(picture just for a random visual hehe) They crash at Y/Ns place out of nowhere, and eventually grow closer as time goes on. Becoming friends, and even going as far as the prune each other's wings hehe. Y/N is compelled to help Moon with his wings as much as they can, and help Sun/Moon get their own place.... or maybe they don't mind them staying!

[honeyed-blossom]

You asked for promps so here ya go lol. I’d love to see Valeria in her different classes. I especially want to know what she’s good at & what she struggles with 🤣❣️

ask and I shall deliver!! 🌸 Sorry I took 15 years

Valeria excels in any class that requires magic and is more hands on, like DADA, Charms, and Transfiguration. She wields magic more on instinct than anything else so she picks it up rather quickly. It helps that she gets a lot of practice…

She probably spends the most time on potions. She does well overall (a lot of it is following directions) but has trouble understanding the ingredients and the theory behind it. She’ll often take supplementary classes with Sharp or have Garreth or Sebastian tutor her.

She’s pretty good at the other classes but she struggles with herbology and divination. She can’t grow a plant to save her life (Deek takes care of her plants). She usually partners with Sebastian since he knows what he’s doing and he doesn’t mind doing the work for both of them 🤭 Oh and divinations - she understands nothing. It makes zero sense to her and frankly, doesn’t really believe in it (ok maybe a little).

OH AND SPECIAL SHOUT OUT TO MAGICAL THEORY! It’s not in her curriculum and she would be terrible at the class but she loves learning about it (mostly because her favorite professor teaches it). Valeria and Fig have their weekly yap sessions to discuss progress on the keeper trials and whatever else, and a good chunk of that is on magical theory. The other chunk is gossip time and Fig teaching her how to brew tea properly.

[glitzbot]

I am fucking desperate to draw fan art of your cross-dressing blitz from the most recent chapter of your fic he's so gorgeous!!!!!!! 😭😍

THANK YOU AAAA I loved drawing him in that outfit, I thought he looked like such a babe 😍

and PLEASE DO draw him in that look if you want!! omg I would be so thrilled!! 💖 just be sure to tag me cause I don't want to miss it!

[cupcakewebkinz]

oh my god every time i open tumblr and see one of your fics my day becomes so much better like genuinely- idk wtf kind of dark magic u used for that one fic that Vee is a lil paranoid bean but she's terribly relatable and it felt like a personal attack (in a good way) lol. You are such an amazing writer to be able to convey such emotion to the reader holly molly- Many thanks for existing in this community 🙏

here's more cat hcs to express my gratitude once again...

Vee absolutely HATES whenever someone touches her tail. It's the thing that helps her keep her balance and without it she would be even more of a clumsy mess than she already is so she has been programmed to be extra protective of it for safety reasons. That being said, there have been a few incidents where a lil kid would manage to sneak up and pull her tail, and the only reason there hasn't been a "bite of '87: Vee edition" yet is because her handler has always been near and would pick up that murderous angry robot before something bad happened. After some headpats and love from her handler she would calm down ofc- I imagine her only trusting Shelly and Veronica to touch her tail freely. If someone steps on her tail accidentally though, she's going to be really pissed at the culprit for several hours even if she knows they didn't mean to- girlie has a really hard time letting go and moving on (but she's trying her best to get out of this mindset!!!) I feel like Shannon did such mistake once and let's just say Vee would angrily side eye her for the rest of the day, until Shelly talked her out of it lol. If Shelly ever stepped on her tail by accident though her dumbass would be like: "wife hates me?!... wife doesnt love me anymore?!" and be a sad and pathetic soggy mess until shelly showers her with hugs and kisses to apologise mmhmhgmhm

kinda unrelated, but i just imagined Vee chasing her own tail for fun whenever no-one is looking while writing this so imma include it here.

Here's a Shelly hc too cuz i love her. She seems like the type of gal that has cuteness aggression. If you let her hold a baby animal like let's say a baby chick for example, she would absolutely want to squeeze it out of love. Of course, she never harms anything because she knows her own strength. Vee? She would absolutely turn her into a tin can if she could. Whenever she sees her wife doing something she deems cute (which can be something as mundane as literally Vee looking in her way) it makes her want to grab her stupid tv face bite a chunk out of it. Im a firm believer that her love language is physical touch.

-cat vee anon

AGHGH HAI AGAIN CAT VEE ANONNN!!! *waves aggressively*

Honestly so many people seem to be so murdered emotionally from that fic man I am so sorry, I honestly used a bit of my own childhood experiences to help convey that feeling of anxiety because my dad USED TO BE, very strict and terrifying. I put that in caps as he got therapy and is so much better with my siblings- but it still helped translate that feeling of fucking up and getting in massive trouble for doing anything wrong into words. Honestly Shanon promising Vee to protect her at the end like that was inspired greatly by my own mom, who's one of my largest inspirations to be a writer. The more you know! (Also very glad you enjoyed it, and thank you so much for existing with me here! I love playing the game and messing with these dorks, and I love the community I've been forming around that love and passion for the game too. I genuinely hope I can keep making people happy here!! ♡)

Vee absolutely would be pissed at people stepping on her tail, especially her close friends. I'd love to imagine Glisten teasing her with it tho, like "Ohhhh Vee I'mma grab it, I'mma grab your tail~" and he teases her so much she kicks his knees in for it. Sorry I'm a sucker for Vee being Glisten's best friend, but seriously, he would tease the hell out of her for it. She doesn't bite him because she knows he'll beat her in a fight, but if she could she absolutely would rip him to shreds for it. Though he probably wouldn't do it often, even he knows Vee has limits and won't push them lol

Veronica would absolutely shove Vee into her jacket when she's pissed though, just like "no you're not plotting murder, that's my job you lil twerp" and hold her hostage in her coat until she calms down. She'd absolutely be hit at and have a big baby throwing a temper tantrum at first, but she'd calm down very quickly in her favorite spot. This especially was the case after Delilah told her to stop doing that- Veronica would never stop, it's what keeps Vee manageable during her hissy fits and anger filled tantrums, but she'd have to do it backstage so nobody notices. Vee secretly adores it, and eventually becomes pretty open about this being really comforting to her once Shanon snaps her out of her "I do everything wrong and I need to stop doing anything" phase.

Oh yeah definitely, if Shelly ever accidentally steps on thee most sensitive and important spot on her body, she's a sobbing disaster screaming that her wife hates her and that her life is ruined. She's a massive drama queen, I'm sure people could tell, she's a TV host after all, but Shelly would honestly be caught off guard by just HOW dramatic she is about this. She'd act like it's the end of the world, like nothing matters anymore, while Shelly's like "honey it was a mistake, calm down, you're okay". They obviously make up again afterwards but the most dramatic Vee will ever be is when she thinks everything is messed up, even when... Everything is completely fine and she just needs to calm down a bit. She calms down the fastest in snuggles, which leads to them usually being found cuddled on the couch together and Shelly reading a book to Vee after this mistake is made. Or they're watching a show on Shanon's no longer wall mounted tv. They definitely are cuddling until Vee calms though.

She would absolutely chase her tail during zoomies though, and she'd proudly show it off whenever she catches it. How does it get in her mouth? Delilah only knows! Nobody understands that robot... Not even Vee herself. I love imagining her looking like a proud puppy at it too like a puppy that just learned how to play fetch, she's such an idiot I LOVE HER-

Shelly absolutely would be like that, and absolutely would have 100% self control over said urges. She handles fragile fossils often, so she's gonna have a ton of practice with self control, so she's very gentle and sweet. Though the dinosaur urges still linger, she wants to give everything tight, loving hugs and bite them to leave a mark that they're hers, but she doesn't. Not unless you ask her too, she will bite if you want. Highly not recommended, she could easily bite off a finger. Her favorite things to do instead are hugging, scritching and cuddling with Vee instead, kisses are definitely a great choice too but she prefers maximum touch. However, I feel like Vee wouldn't know what her love language was so she'd be trying everything, and that's why Shelly often brings gifts for Vee actually. Gifts are like prizes, prizes remind Vee of happier days, Vee gets really happy. In the end, Vee likes giving gifts often as her way to show Shelly she cares and loves her, while Shelly gives Vee hugs, kisses and cuddles because that's how she likes sharing her love. That and, let's be honest, Vee is addicted to clinging to that silly fossil.

No injuries on Vee in the Caretaker Shanon au are from Shelly going feral unless stated otherwise 😂

As always, thanks for letting me ramble a bit Cat Vee Anon! Hope you're doing amazing and enjoying the Easter Event! Sorry this took a bit for me to reply to my sister and I were farming, we're desperate for Bassie. Send help. 💔

[luckyyyduckyyy]

Ahhhhhhrrggg yap yap yap yap, hi :). I just woke up late and I’m here to cause chaos. My question is… what are some songs you listen to while you do other things? Annnnd what DCA AU has captured your brain with the most brain rot. (Hope you’re having a good day/evening/night.)

A happy yap yap yap to you too hehe! Elloooo :333

My friend... You're opening a can of worms with that music question >:3

Rubbing my hands nefariously like a FLY

I am a massive KGLW fan and I hyperfixate on the band SO BAD. I DO listen to other songs not by them, but recently its been JUST them.

I went from listening to their album B741 for almost straight 9 weeks, to a small break bouncing between all their albums, to having spent about a week straight now listening to their LIVE Miami '24 set constantly. (I was at that concert!!! It's awesome to relive it in my head. I think I can even hear my cheers at times -- though that may just be the wishful thinking lol, I definitely wasn't the only woman near the stage.)

Here's some of my favorite songs from both albums if you're curious, I am always happy to talk about KGLW :3 (They'll be below the break since Tumblr makes them GIGANTIC oml)

As for AUs... @/paranoidactivityau in general just popped out of nowhere and slapped me into heaven. It's such a good concept and that art is IMMACULATE ughhhh leave it to 8um8le to create amazing characters. I was so intrigued by their Sun, charmed by their puppet Moon, but then floored by their Eclipse. Paranoid Activity Eclipse save me.... I wanna make fan art of him so bad but I need to finish other stuff first...

As for my own AUs, the brain rot likes to be passed around like a hot potato, it almost changes daily what one I'm focused on. The most recent is the Royal AU for obvious reasons, I spent so long brainstorming for it lol, but the broken and somewhat scary Eclipse I hinted at here likes to take up a lot of space in my mind. I'll call it the MOTU AU for now since it's heavily based upon the story of an album that goes by the same name, Murder of The Universe. (By, you guessed it, KGLW lololol) This technically means my Bones fic/AU has also been on my mind, because the Moon from there will somewhat show up in this AU! Ya gotta love to see it when Oneshots worm their way into something else. :3

Hehehehehe thank you for asking! I am currently having a good afternoon, and it's made even better being able to yap about my interests hehe <333

A good timezone to you too Lemmones! Keep causing chaos :3

The songs get loud at times, especially the lives, so just a quick heads up. The Live was a rock/metal live so they made their songs extra gravely <3

[bashfulkisser]

You have no choice but to answer Rainbow Dash, Princess Cadance, and Queen Chrysalis for Bashful :3

I see you, I see you- And I will deliver!

Rainbow Dash - Is there anything you or your FO are really good at, like exceptionally great at? What's the fastest either of you can do it?

Oh it's a no brainer for Bashful: Hiding. Exceptional at blending in, truly a little Chameleon, and being able to hide an entire group in 5 seconds flat?? It's 100% a talent. As for me... I? Am not entirely sure?? I mean, I can bake and cook fairly well, but I'm nowhere near expert level- And even then I take my sweet time with both 😭

Princess Cadance - Does your FO believe in true love? Do you believe in true love? How about love at first sight?

Bashful does, no doubt about it. Even if it takes time to find him, he absolutely believes it's a thing. When it comes to love at first sight.. A little less keen on it- I mean, if his initial reaction to a cursed cat witch was to faint then it's not for him. I'm iffy on both- Yes I am hopeful on true love, and have fallen in love at first sight in the past, but I try to be at least a smidge realistic ^^;

Queen Chrysalis - What would be the telltale sign(s) that your FO had been replaced by an evil changeling? What about your telltale signs?

2 things: Way less focused on staying fully hidden, since posing as him is enough to count as hiding, and not saying "Floom" at the slightest inconveniences. It might be a little harder to tell for me, buuuut the biggest giveaway? I squeak. A lot. Embarrassed, startled, excited, doesn't matter how I feel, I will be squeaking-

[shirogane-oushirou]

i saw ur tags and got inspired.

also a silly continuation to ur bday post :3c

-bobasthrone

JO SAKFJNSKJDFNK i've had this open for the past couple of days and keep looking over at it and laughing KJNAKSJDKJNFNKJNFN

LIKE. the way you drew our expressions in the first one kills meeee this really is how i feel with him skjkdnfkjsn ;w; his little face is so. RGHHHHHH GRIPPING HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEZING HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU MADE HIM SO CUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!!!!!

THE SECOND ONE IS ALSO SO CUTE KJJNSKJN HIS FAAAACE HIS WOBBLY SMILE!!!! HIS LITTLE "Heh heh" pounding my fists on a table. the frosting and candles on his HEAD. the fucking LALALA SHIRT JNDFKJNSDKJN

the way you draw him is so so so cute it gives me cuteness aggression ;w;💕 thank you so much for drawing us jooooo you're so sweet weghhhhhhh 🫂

[prentissluvr]

the other day my friend told me i own things that are just so me and it was such a huge compliment

[queenofbaws]

For the ask game: 🤔... and also ❤️

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

aw man, there are.....WAY TOO MANY TO COUNT!!! sdkfjksldfj very, very near the top of that list are the million CREEPs projects i have planned. there's been very little work, if ANY, done on mooooost of those, but i am...absolutely DESPERATE to get to them!!!!!!!

and there are always at least 100 plotbunnies hip-hopping their way around my head at any given moment...in terms of supermassive stuff, i'd lovelovelove to write more about matt and jess, would ADORE taking on a longer project with the hacketteers in ANY combination (i am just. so deeply, deeply into kaitlyn and jacob atm and i've been kicking around a ryan/dylan firewatch crossover thing for a while but idk if i'll get to it...), and in terms of other fandoms, i've actually had an idea for a horizon fic slowly brewing in the back of my head, and mayyyyyyybe a couple things for control/the remedyverse.

hONESTLY, my biggest issue is that every time i get an idea for a story i DO usually end up dropping everything to write it down partway 😅 it's why i have so many open projects right now aslkdjfaklsjf one of these days i'll get organized...one of these days...

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

🥰

eeeeeeeeee hehehehe, you're too sweet!!!!!

[thegroovyskull]

I respectfully think he would find empty trashcans to be a nice sleeping spot

he probably would he takes naps anywhere he can find so he’d definitely scurry over and start taking the FATTEST nap ever in a busted up trashcan

ALSO THIS ART IS FUCKING WICKED ‼️💥

[berryblu-soda]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!!!!! 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎉🎊🎈🎉🎈🎈🎉🎊🎉🎉🎈🎈🎈🎉🎈🎊🎉🎈🎉🎉🎉🎈🎉🎈🎊🎉🎈🎊🎈🎉🎈🎉🎈🎊🎈🎉🎉🎈🎈🎊🎈🎉🎈🎊🎊🎈🎉🎈🎊🎈🎈🎊��🎈🎊🎈🎊🎈🎉🎈🎊🎈🎊🎈🎉🎈🎈🎊🎊🎈🎉🎈🎈🎊🎈🎉🎈🎉🎉🎊🎉🎊🎊🎈🎉🎈🎉🎊🎈🎉🎈🎉🎈🎈🎊🎉🎈🎉🎈🎊🎈🎊🎉🎈🎉🎈🎈🎉🎈🎉

Wahhhh TY!!!!!!!

We partying it up introvert style 💃✨✨💥💥💥(chilling at home w my family lol)

[lilpuffyart]

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

and 26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

For the artist ask game :D

Ohh!! SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY CLICKED ON SEND FJDKCKXKXK

5. Tbh I post most of my art! Maybe a few wip, but most I've posted, in a way or another! One example is this one! I want to make a cover for my comic cotl au but I didn't like it, but also no ideas 😔😔

26. Awn that's kinda hard tbh... I think most of my art/comic come across well enough! /gen; but I do remember, in that old comic I did of Narinder giving Forneus a skull necklace, where some people interpreted it as Narinder manipulating Forneus to take the necklace (even if not intentionally); which wasn't the case, he's just bad at expressing himself lol

Ig it also goes for my tem and Riz childhood friends au when people theorized in a page that Pina was gonna appear fnfjfkfmffn NGL that would've been cute xDDD not a different interpretation but funny fact

[kasarian]

If I can ask again, can I ask for Number 32, with any f/o (s) you want to add? :)

— link to ask game

32. How does f/o hug you?

Jason Todd

» He hugs strongly, fiercely, like he's the only thing holding me together lest I shatter into pieces if he doesn't. He says it's for my sake, which, true! I like getting hugged and lifted, but I know it's as much a comfort it is for him as it is for me. It stays a bone-crushing hug (which my body will appreciate), then he carries me off to somewhere cozy.

Zayne

» I'd love hugs from my cool fridge of a man. He'll pretend he doesn't like it at first, but I know he damn enjoys getting cuddles; mostly initiated when someone or other is tired and resting on the couch. It's always a silent affair! I'll be his hotpack of a blanket frfr. An arm around my shoulder as we walk the streets, his hand on mine as he drives home, and a cuddle session back at home~

Mortefi

» And an opposite to Zayne, Mortefi's body temp is... not ideal. Usually. I'm but a guy who sweats a lot, but that won't stop me from trying to bury my face into his chest and kissing his tacet mark (with how short i am, that's probably exactly where I reach anyway), full arms around his waist. Mortefi would probably grumble, should it be in public, but hold me close anyway with a sort of half-hug. In private, it starts as a cuddle session, it ends with someone's head on the other's lap! I'm the hugger, he isn't, and that's fine!

[soyoursoulisgreen]

Fanfic Ratings!: - Time Loops - Soulmates - Monster AUs (half/all the ship is mermaids, dragons, demons, whatever)

Time Loops: B! I really really enjoy time loops, I just don't spend much time Reading them - which I might change actually 👀 There's a lot of potential in them, and I like them best when they're taken in a weird direction, like subverting other common tropes like "The power of love/friendship will save you" or doing everything perfect etc., etc. But I also like when those happen too! :3

Soulmates: D - I have a lot of strong opinions about soulmates as a concept which basically boil down to This Would Change A Lot of Things about the World, and if that's not worldbuilt into the story, I'm not interested. If it's just a singular/ethereal/unproven soulmates thing like the Red Thread? All over that lol, but it's more set dressing than Plot if you get me. Things like first word-tattoos, or hearing your soulmates' thoughts, or feeling what they feel, or yes Omegaverse true pairs - full of potential! But I don't! Like it! Generally!! I think it's that I feel icky about One Person Ever (abusive True Pairs really turned me off of Omegaverse), maybe if I hunt down some polygamous Soulmates I'll feel better about it lol

Monster AU: A - I love monsters! ♥ Of all kinds! I have a lot of faves in this category (I'm also including aliens in this because - apart from the obvious lol - I really enjoy non-human alien pairings :D Bug aliens are some of my favourites ♪), including monster/monster! I haven't read it for a while but there's one that's a drider/mermaid pair and they're super cute <3 I also like when the monster is a manifestation of self-something-negative and turns into self-love hehe ♥

[w2soneshots]

Over the years -W2S

warnings: mentions of pregnancy.

summary: your and Harry’s relationship each year from twenty-sixteen to now through instagram posts.

notes: hello lovelies! For once this isn’t a request, thought of it all busy myself🙂‍↕️. I used Bella Hadid for the face claim (I usually don’t use just one person but it made sense for this)🫶🏼. Also, omfg did this take ages… one thousand photos and a week later I’m finally finished! Don’t forget to reblog and enjoy💞✨

2016... the year you became boyfriend and girlfriend

Liked by miniminter, zerkaa and others

y/username: love youuu @wroetoshaw

-comments-

wroetoshaw: love you more

-> y/username: 😋❤️

tobjizzle: ay! happy for u 2!

-> y/username: ty Tobes!!

y/nfanpage21: cuteeeee oh my gosh🫂

user: my two worlds colliding

y/username posted a new story!

2017... your first big holiday as a couple

wroetoshaw posted a new story!

Liked by wroetoshaw, freyanightingale and others

y/username: Italy🍝✨🇮🇹

-comments-

callux: looks sick, hope you had a great time!

-> y/username: we diddd! best pizza ever😌

y/nfanpage21: this is adorable💞

user: Harry in the unicorn floaty lol

2018... festival season

Liked by calfreezy, behzingagram and others

y/username: drunk, covered in glitter and hot, but ready for some bangin music!🤸‍♂️☀️🍺

-comments-

wroetoshaw: definitely hot😉🔥

-> y/username: lmao smooth

reevhd: vibes = immaculate

y/nfanpage21: outfit on FLEEK🤭

user: she's so perfect for Harry omg

y/username posted a new story!

2019... London and the boys

wroetoshaw posted a new story!

Liked by tobjizzle, mollymae and others

y/username: 19 you've been good to me, see you all next year!!🎆

-comments-

wroetoshaw: ⛷️

taliamar: gorggg!💓

-> y/username: mwah😚

y/nfanpage21: I live for y/n with the sidemen boys

user: she's the original icon⭐️

2020... the virus

Liked by ksi, wroetoshaw and others

y/username: haven't posted in awhile, here's a few very uninteresting photos from my week🥞🤍 stay safe everyone and please STAY INSIDE!

-comments-

calfreezy: daily runs entered the chat

-> y/username: running buddy 4 life🏃‍♀️

y/nfanpage21: ahh we've missed you girly!!😭

user: Harry and his biohazard bag against the world

y/username posted a new story!

2021... new beginnings

Liked by behzingagram, taliamar and others

y/username: a random dog turned up on our front step today (he has been safely returned to his owner dw🐶), pleaseee can someone convince @wroetoshaw that this is a sign we should get a puppy😫🙏

-comments-

wroetoshaw: brilliant, now my dm's are filled with people asking if your pregnant (also no puppy)

-> y/username: omg shit, forgot to specify that that's my FOOD baby vs Faiths ACTUAL baby🤣 (we're getting a puppy)

faithlouisak: love u wifey

-> y/username: 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

y/nfanpage21: she's so unserious lmao the first and second pic

y/username posted a new story!

2022... the year he finally popped the question

Liked by sidemen, joeweller and others

y/username: we're engaged!! enjoy this dump from our week away, where I had NO idea I was going to become a fiancé hehehe💍💓

-comments-

wroetoshaw: only took me 7 years

-> y/username: not bad for you tbf babes😌🫶

tobjizzle: congrats again guys❤️

freyanightingale: AHHH! unbelievably happy for you y/n🥹💝

y/nfanpage21: our fav couples growing up

user: HE'S DONE IT!!!!

y/username posted a new story!

2023... bride and groom

Liked by chrismd10, wroetoshaw and others

y/username: random photos from my week + wedding prep commences!💫💝

-comments-

faithlouisak: SHE'S GETTING FUCKING MARRIED!!!🥳

-> y/username: hehe thank you once again for the cake girl, smashed the brief

callux: exiting stuff😯

y/nfanpage21: makeup... ate. hair... ate. cake... they ate it.

user: I can't WAIT to see what dress she picks

y/username posted a new story!

2024... the year you became mummy and daddy

Liked by wroetoshaw, dualipa and others

y/username: counting down the days until we meet baby girl...🎀🌟

-comments-

ksi: can't wait to spoil her😁

-> y/username: uncle JJ incoming...

faithlouisak: your GLOWING mama💕

y/nfanpage21: the book🥺

user: two youngest sidemen having a kid before the others lol💁‍♀️

y/username posted a new story!

2025... the life you've always dreamed of

y/username posted a new story!

Liked by zerkaa, faithlouisak and others

y/username: right where I want to be💌

-comments-

wroetoshaw: my beautiful girls

-> y/username: love u💞

taliamar: brill, got Mushu trying to eat my strawberry😂

-> y/username: he stood there for a good ten minutes, bless him. maybe next time buddy🥲🐕

y/nfanpage21: oh... to have her life

user: fun fact: this was posted exactly nine years from their first couple post, how cute❤️‍🩹

[secretmaniacc]

AAAA I love your writing so much!!!

HEHE I have a smut request for The Salesman

Backstory; Female y/n always see the salesman doing his job at the station. She even played with him one time and won however she never accepted the card. As the days goes by they will greet each other with a simple nod gesture or smile sometimes even small chat before he finds his new victim and she’s heading back home.

UNTIL

She overheard the two recruits Gi-hun hired (I forgot their names oops) planning to hurt the salesman (I know the plot they weren’t supposed to approach him but let’s pretend Gi-hun give them a task to kidnap and torture salesman hehehe)

So y/n ran back to the station and disrupted salesman while he was in the middle of slapping the poor homeless dude. Talking gibberish to him. He has no clue what the hell she’s talking about bc she’s out of breath from running and talking too fast. He’s just confused. When y/n saw the two men again approaching their way. She grabs salesman head and kissed him. [I hope you seen the scene of captain America and black widow kissing to display discomfort so the bad guys won’t catch them at the mall hahaha basically like that scene]

He pulled back looking even more confused. She said display of affection make people uncomfortable, as soon as she said that he looked up and saw the two men walking past them. Y/n felt embarrassed and ran home. In the middle of the night someone was banging her door. She opened it and…..SMUT TIME HEHEHE

Also I’m terribly sorry for my grammar English is not my native language :’)

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pairings: the salesman x Fem!reader

Summary: A routine night at the train station takes a dark turn when you overhear two men plotting to attack the mysterious salesman you’ve casually crossed paths with before. Acting on impulse, you intervene in the only way you can—by kissing him to throw off his pursuers. What seems like a reckless moment of instinct pulls you into his dangerous world.

Warnings: language, violence (kinda), Dom!salesman x sub!reader, praising, whipped cream kink, kissing, mentions of blood, fingering, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex, talking you through it.

Wc: 3k

A/n: you ask I deliver, hope you like it, not proofread <33

The sharp snap of skin colliding with skin echoes through the crowded station. You barely flinch. You've heard it before. Too many times.

Across the station, he stands on the cold tile floor—immaculate suit, polished shoes, that same unsettling grin. He raises his hand and slaps the man across from him again. Sharp. Precise.

Another one hooked.

You lean against the metal pillar, watching. You know this game. You’ve played it before.

It was a week ago.

The station hummed with the dull buzz of flickering lights and the occasional metallic screech of trains crawling in and out. You were late. Work had dragged on longer than usual, and by the time you reached the platform, the last train was dragging its heels. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and damp concrete.

That’s when you saw him.

The man in the pristine suit.

He stood out like a polished coin in a pile of rusted change. His black hair was slicked back, not a strand out of place, and that too-perfect smile stretched across his face like it had been painted on. He leaned casually against a pillar, holding two small folded squares of paper—one red, one blue.

He caught your eye, tilting his head slightly in acknowledgment. Then, with a subtle flick of his wrist, he gestured to the empty space across from him. His movements were practiced, smooth, as if this routine had been rehearsed countless times.

Curiosity gnawed at you before logic could interfere. You found yourself walking toward him, footsteps echoing off the concrete walls.

“Want to play a game?” His voice was smooth, almost melodic. He held up the two folded papers between his fingers, the colors dull under the harsh station lights.

 “Seriously?” You eyed him warily.

“It’s simple. Flip my tile with yours. If you win, I’ll give you 100,000 won. If I win…” His smile widened, just enough to feel unsettling. “I slap you.”

You scoffed, folding your arms. “That’s it? No tricks?”

“No tricks.” His tone didn’t waver.

Against better judgment, you stood. The game was straightforward, deceptively so. The first round, you won. The second, too. His tile moving frantically under your strikes. His face remained unchanged, though, as if he expected this. Not a single slap coming your way. He handed over the cash with a flick of his wrist, the money slipping into your palm like silk.

Then came the card.

A brown rectangle with a circle, triangle, and square etched in black. He held it out casually, like an afterthought.

“What’s this?” you asked, fingers hovering over it.

“A bigger game. A chance to win more.”

His voice dipped, something darker coiled beneath his words. A chill crept up your spine. You smirked, flicking the card back at him with two fingers.

“Not interested.”

The card fluttered to the ground, but he didn’t look offended. No, he only chuckled, kneeling down and slipping it back into his pocket.

Since then, you saw him often.

Always at the station. Always playing his game with some poor soul desperate enough to take the bait. Your interactions became routine—brief nods, and smiles the occasional quip when you caught him mid-game.

But tonight was different.

You are leaned against a pillar, letting the cold seep into your back. The station was quieter than usual, the shadows thicker. That’s when you heard them.

Two men by the vending machines, their voices low but sharp.

“That’s him. The guy in the suit.”

“Yeah. Just like boss said. We follow him out, grab him, torture him, make him talk. He knows everything.”

Your stomach twisted. Shit.

Without thinking, you pushed off the pillar and sprinted across the station, boots slapping against the concrete. Your breath came in ragged gasps, the cold air burning your lungs.

He didn’t notice you until you were right in front of him.

“You need to leave. Now.”

His hand paused mid-slap, hovering above the cheek of a nervous man. Slowly, his head turned to you, one brow lifting.

“Excuse me?” His tone was calm, almost amused.

You leaned in, speaking low and fast. “Those two men by the vending machines? They’re coming for you. You need to trust me and leave.”

His eyes didn’t move, but something shifted in his posture. He blinked slowly, considering you.

“I don’t know what you’re saying”

Frustration flared. You glanced back. The two men were moving now, angling toward you both.

“Shit,” you muttered. Thinking fast, you did the first thing that came to mind.

You grabbed his face and kissed him.

His entire body stiffened, muscles locking beneath your hands. The world around you seemed to freeze. The station noise dulled to a distant hum.

You pulled back abruptly, heart pounding in your ears. His wide eyes stared into yours, utterly confused.

“Display of affection,” you muttered, wiping your mouth on your sleeve. “Makes people uncomfortable.”

His gaze flicked past you. The two men hesitated, awkwardly glancing away as they veered off in the opposite direction.

A slow, amused chuckle rumbled from his chest. He straightened, smoothing down his tie.

“Clever.”

Your face burned. "I’m sorry, I had to do that, but you need to get out of the station."

Without another word, you turned and bolted, weaving through the crowd and up the station steps. You didn’t stop until the cold night air hit your face.

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It was well past midnight when the banging started.

You jolted awake, heart slamming against your ribs. Someone was pounding on your door, relentless.

You hesitated, fingers brushing over the baseball bat by your bed. But you decided to leave it, Slowly, you approached the door, peeking through the peephole.

It was him.

The man in the suit.

Your blood ran cold, before you unlocked the door cautiously, opening it just a crack.

“What the hell—”

He pushed the door wider, stepping in uninvited. That same unnerving smile stretched across his face.

“We need to talk.”

His tone left no room for argument.

You stared, unsure whether to slam the door in his face or listen.

“About what?” you asked nervously

His smile widened just a fraction.

“About why you tried saving my life.”

His voice was smooth, but something darker lurked beneath it. You swallowed, suddenly hyper-aware of how small your apartment felt with him standing there. He took a slow, deliberate step forward. And another. Closing the door behind him.

Instinctively, you backed up.

His eyes never left you, scanning you with unnerving precision. The thin fabric of your pajama shorts and the loose strap of your shirt felt far too revealing under his gaze. Like he was undressing you. Heat crept up your neck, but you couldn’t look away.

“You ran all that way... just to save me?” His tone was low, edged with amusement, but there was something sharp underneath. He tilted his head, taking another step closer, as you backed up again. "Tell me, was it bravery... or something else?"

“I—uh... I just thought—”

“You thought what?” he interrupted smoothly, still moving forward, now closing the space between you. “That I couldn’t handle a few men?”

You felt your breath catch. Your heel bumped into the cold tile of the kitchen counter. Shit. Nowhere else to go.

He noticed.

“I killed them, you know.”

Your eyes snapped to his face. The casual way he said it made your stomach twist.

“Oh, yes.” His smirk deepened. “It was... enjoyable.”

Your gaze drifted, almost involuntarily, to the dark stains on his shirt. Blood.

The air thickened. Your breathing turned shallow, chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. He was too close now.

His hands came up slowly—deliberately—and planted themselves on either side of you, caging you in against the counter. The cool edge of the countertop bit into your lower back.

He leaned in, close enough that his breath ghosted over the curve of your neck. His scent—metallic, faintly sweet, and something darker—wrapped around you. One of his hands slid, gliding over your waist, fingers curling to pull you forward against him, eliminating even the smallest sliver of space between you. And that’s when you felt him.

“You should be more careful who you save,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “Not everyone is grateful.”

Before you could react, his hands shifted with unsettling ease, gripping your hips. In one smooth motion, he lifted you, setting you on the cold countertop. You gasped, instinctively gripping the edge, your legs parting as he stepped between them, locking you in.

His eyes bored into yours, and for a fleeting second, you couldn’t decide if it was fear or something else that sent a shiver down your spine.

“So, tell me,” he murmured, voice dropping lower. "Why did you really save me?"

His hand traced slowly along your thigh, barely touching, yet burning. You couldn’t answer. Your mind screamed for words, but your lips stayed parted, breathless.

And his smirk deepened, eyes flicking past you to something on the counter that you forgot to remove earlier. Slowly, he reached over without breaking eye contact. His fingers curled around the can of whipped cream, lifting it with casual ease. 

Your brows knit in confusion. "What are you—" 

Before you could finish, he brought the nozzle to his lips and pressed down. The soft hiss filled the air as the white cream curled into his mouth. He swallowed slowly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. 

“Sweet,” he murmured, voice smooth and dark. His eyes dragged lazily over you, settling on your parted lips. “But it could taste better.” 

Before the words could settle, his hand moved—calloused fingers tilting your chin up. His thumb and forefinger gently hooked under your bottom lip, coaxing your mouth open. The cool metal of the can brushed your skin, and a soft stream of whipped cream slid onto your tongue. 

You barely had a moment to react before his mouth crashed into yours. 

The kiss was fierce, and unapologetic. His lips moulded to yours, but it wasn’t enough—his tongue pushed past your lips, exploring every corner of your mouth, tasting the lingering sweetness, tangling with your tongue in a heated rhythm. 

Your breath hitched, and your hands instinctively gripped his shirt, knuckles brushing against the dried blood you hadn’t dared to question yet. fisting the fabric as his kiss deepened. He groaned low in his throat, a sound that vibrated through you, spurring him on. 

His tongue teased and stroked against yours, pulling soft, involuntary sounds from you. Every movement was calculated, demanding, as if he wanted to taste every bit of you, not just the sweetness on your lips. 

When he finally pulled back, your chest rose and fell rapidly, lips slick and swollen. A trail of saliva between you.

But he wasn’t finished. 

The can hissed again—this time against the sensitive skin of your neck. A cold trail of cream dripped along your pulse point, making you shiver. 

Then his mouth was on you—hot and unrelenting. His tongue flicked over the sticky trail, licking it up slowly, savouring the taste of cream and skin. His teeth grazed your throat, nipping just enough to make you moan. 

A low chuckle rumbled against your neck as his lips latched on, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. 

His grip tightened around your waist, your legs wrapped around his hips without thinking, drawing him impossibly closer. 

His breath ghosted over your ear, deep and rough. 

“See?” he murmured, tongue lightly tracing the shell of your ear. “It tastes so much better this way.”

He was breathing closer to your ear, lingering over your neck for moments before his lips pressed against you again.

You moaned out softly to how he was kissing your bare shoulders, down to the blade of them, then back up, “damn it,” his notes were so low, “fuck”

“What?” you finally managed to say, pushing against him a bit, the feeling immaculate, you could feel how hard he is pressing against you, and you can barely breathe.

“you’re so fucking sweet.”

The tension is thickening around you, the heat in your bodies is too much to ignore, you couldn’t stand against it, you couldn’t stand against him, he was just so addicting in a way you couldn’t quite place.

The very instant you felt his lips on your skin again, the warmth of his body, you couldn’t hold it back. Arching your back, pushing thighter against him, you could rupture at how he was teasing at the hem of your shorts, “take them off.”

He pulled the fabric down frantically, a thud to the ground, before slipping his fingers below the lace material of your underwear, and you gasped, your body tensing close to his the very instant he came in contact with your clit, “so wet f’me”

You nearly moaned, huffing sweetly at his touch and the circles he made, “the things I have in my mind for you.” His hand gently started cupping your breast. He had you in such a hold now that you could barely move.

Your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head, it was the tension his voice held.

He let his middle finger inside you as far as he could reach, you spread your tight a bit further apart allowing him more of you.

“Mhm? Right there, yeah?” he growled, nearly moaning himself at the way you moved. “fuck, you’re so soaked.”

You couldn't even hear him properly. your mind wasn't working further than to what his hand was doing to you. He moved steadily in and out of you, curling his finger right where it would have you shaking. His thumb brushed across your clit every now and then, and you couldn't focus.

''Yeah,'' he muttered, nibbling at your earlobe, ''Be my beautiful girl and let me feel you.''

you reached out tangling your fingers into his black strands, and it didn't take long until you was a moaning mess under his touch. Your hips spasmed. Your breathing levelled heavier, and you gasped repeatedly. It was music to his ears, a never-ending orchestra.

''Now I want to know, do you want to continue'' he withdrew his touch from your core, forcing his hand down between you. “I won’t, if you don’t want to”

Without thinking your fingers intestinally wrapped around the loop of his belt, confidence build up as you tugged at it forward. “I want to.” You breathed before loosening his belt, the sound of clashing metal echoing through the kitchen.

He took over impatiently zipping his pants down, before freeing his throbbing erection from his boxers as he pushed the material aside.

Taking his cock in his hand and you moved with him. You was still facing him, your chest pressed against his front as he lifted your thigh, giving him everything he could need from you.

''To think I’ve always fantasized about this moment,'' he hissed as he dragged his cock up and down your soaked slit. Teasing by pushing forward and creating unbearable friction against your clit, ''I thought that after that night, I would never see you again, yet you kept showing up, flashing me those smiles, making my mind drive me insane, fuck—''

You exhaled, thundery. You couldn't shape a word at the pleasure he is putting you through even if you wished to do so. you simply whined. body shaking.

Pushing into you, a bit at the time, he bit down your bare shoulder, needing to ease his own tension, “You're like a cigarette at midnight—dangerous, burning slow, and impossible to put down."

He moved his hand over your hip, lifting your leg more, “And the worst part? You know it’ll ruin you—leave you hollow and wrecked—but fuck, you’re already leaning in, desperate for that first hit, craving the way it burns and numbs you all at once.”

You threw your head back, tensing your fingers into his hair as he fucked you on the countertop. It was hard. He fucked you roughly yet with so much passion. It was intimate, emotional. His body moved with yours— your body obeyed his.

“...and that’s the real addiction, isn’t it? Not the rush, not the aftermath—but the waiting. The wanting. Knowing it’ll destroy you and still craving every second before it does.'' He was speaking so low to you, plunging his cock in and out of you, forcing your body to take what he gave.

You whimpered, your fingers clawing at his neck now, ''please—''

He pushed harder. Forced his cock deeper, reached further.

''And not to speak about this fucking cunt...'' He moaned, drawing his tongue along the arch of your neck, ''I can't really blame myself if I get hooked, can I?''

you breathed out. Your eyes rolling, your back curling, ''Please. I can't take it—''

''One taste of this, and you're fucking addicting.'' The hand supporting your leg slid lower until the back of your knee rested in the curve of his elbow, and he spaced your thighs more, diving into you depths and losing his mind over how hot and tight you were around him.

''I'm—''

He was relieved by that. He could barely hold himself together at the tension between you, the fusion and mix of need and thirst of your bodies. He slowed his movements, not bucking his hips as roughly anymore, and you were close. So close.

''Fucking hell—'' He groaned against your shoulder again, burying his head into the soft spot of your neck. He came the second he felt you pulsating around him. The instant he felt your release around him, he came just as crashing down as you'd done.

Breathing heavily, he pulled out, stepping back just a bit as he dragged your worn out body forward. It was a moment, if so a short, little one, where your cheek rested against his chest, and his lips pushed into the top of your head. That tiny moment felt good. It felt calm and reassuring to both of you.

“thanks, for keeping me alive.”