#im making a tag for posts that mention her

[simpfortheseven]

Caleb smut!! Something about them being in college together + jealousy!!

EEEEEEE CALEB IS MY FAVEEEEE (and Zayne) AND I LOOOOVE COLLEGE AUs!! Also Ive never been to college in the traditional sense (i did college and highschool at the same time/both online) sooo plesae forgive me if it seems very "mean girls" or 2000s movie party. Thats really all i got to go on. ALSO I DIDNT PROOF READ THIS AND IT TOOK ME LIKE A WEEK TO WRITE SOOOOO

sorry this is so long, Im terrible at cutting out unnecessary shit. Scroll to the "keep reading" for the actual smut. I tried to keep everything as gender neutral as i could!

AN: i had something else actually written for this but it was WAAAYYY too long and also i ended up including Zayne and Caleb like BOAF at the same time, so i saved it and decided to re-write this! I'll be posting the other one after I finish it!

Smut warning! MDNI!!!

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summary: Caleb was always surrounded by girls. He was popular, handsome, smart, and since he was a bit older he could go out to the parties and drink. But you're getting tired of not having his attention.

tag list: use of Pipsqueak (personally I love it). mentions of MC and Caleb being siblings NOT DURING THE SMUT THO! drinking alcohol, whiney pathetic Caleb, MC on top, hand job, p in p/v, chin grabbing,

As you walk up the steps to the large house, you could already hear the bass in your feet. Going to this house party had been your friends idea, and after hearing Caleb would be there, you readily agreed.

You and your childhood friend had been inseparable ever since the wanderers appeared. Being taken in by Josephine, the two of you hadn't been apart at all until Caleb had graduated high school. Then he left you for a year while he went to Linkon University. You had decided to join him to his delight.

When you started at Linkon University though, you found out that Caleb was popular across the entire campus. Somehow people he never went to class with knew about him. It made sense, he was kind, sociable, and gorgeous. But it made your stomach twist with jealousy every time you saw him talking to another girl. You never admitted it to anyone, but your feelings for Caleb were more than brotherly. And now it had been years- he's a senior, you're a junior, and he's going to be leaving again to go to aviation school.

You enter the party and are immediately met with drinks, music, dancing, the occasional odd couple making out in the corner. You search for Caleb and can't see him anywhere, so you follow your friends to get drinks and dance.

An hour passes and you still hadn't been able to talk to Caleb. You saw him once from the corner of your eye, but when you made your way over he was already gone. Asshole, he was clearly too busy with other girls..

Finally you're able to escape the crowd and go upstairs to the bathroom. As you round the stairs, you see Caleb cornered by a girl in even more revealing clothing than yourself.

Caleb glances over at you, a pleading and helpless look. The girl steps closer and he's backed against the wall. As a last ditch effort he squeezes past her and stands next to you. You grab his arm possessively.

"He's with me. Like, my boyfriend," You look the girl up and down as if threatening her to come closer. "Stop trying to get his number."

Normally you'd never be so bold as to claim Caleb and you were dating, but this time something felt different. Perhaps that was the alcohol talking. The girl scoffs and turns towards the nearby bathroom and leaves, Caleb sighs as she does. You drag him out of the party and towards his apartment building across campus.

"Thanks, Pips," He sighs as he starts walking home with you. "She was following me the entire party. Every time I tried to come find you, she drug me back to the beer pong or outside."

"I'm glad I was there. She seemed insistent." You say as you make your way to Caleb's apartment building. He was a senior with his own apartment, what girl wouldn't love that? You mentally scowl at the thought of him there with another girl.

"I'm just glad you gave me an excuse to leave" He sighs and glances down at your hands. He was still holding it tightly in his. He lets go of you, his ears turning red as he clears his throat. "You've been drinking. Why don't you crash at my place?"

You nod and hug yourself. Something about him letting go has your blood boiling in a jealous rage. Why wont he hold your hand? He goes inside the building and presses the elevator button for you, then holds the door open as you step in.

"Caleb?" You ask softly after the doors close. You aren't sure if its the alcohol making you braver but you can't help but ask, "If I wasn't at the party would you have wanted her to come home with you?"

"What? Pips- No way! I've never brought a girl here," He scoffs at the thought, which makes you frown. Didn't you count as someone coming back to his place? You try to hike up your low cut shirt to be less revealing as he opens the door to his apartment.

The smell of teakwood and spiced apple hits you- a candle you bought him for his last birthday. It was nearly pitch black outside except for the street lamps, but you don't need a light to find your way around. You go over to his couch and plop down. Your feet hurt, choosing to wear heels tonight was a bad decision.

"Here," Caleb offers you some water. You take it but chide him,

"I didn't drink enough to be drunk. I'm perfectly fine, Mr. Worry Wort."

"Uh huh, I remember last year when I had to hold someone's hair back while they-"

"Caleb!" You gently punch his shoulder. "I was young and stupid, I've never been drunk since then."

He laughs softly and rubs his arm. His laughter brings a heat to your cheeks. You notice how close the two of you are, the lighting is low, it would be pretty romantic if Caleb was interested in you. Which reminds you,

"I'm glad you didn't bring that girl here. I would have been pretty mad," You state honestly.

"Mad?" He tilts his head and gasps, flabbergasted, yet he wears that cocky smirk he dons when being sarcastic. "Well for one, like I said, I've never even had a girl here, and two, why would it make you mad?"

"So I don't count like bringing someone to your apartment?" You set your water on the coffee table and turn to face him.

"Pips, what's gotten into you?" He leans back against the opposite end of the couch. "No you don't count as bringing someone back to my place, you're my best friend,"

You lean forward, one hand on the head rest and one on the other side of his thigh, caging him in slightly. "Caleb, I don't want to be just your friend. You've been too busy talking with other girls, and school, and treating me like a childhood friend to notice me! I've always been right here, begging for you to notice me, to notice how much I've liked you, and you haven't yet!"

The silence after your statement is deafening. Shit, you messed it all up. You're quick to back away but he grabs your wrist.

"Don't," He pulls you fully on top of him. "Don't say something like that and then run away, Pipsqueak."

"Cay," You mumble. "I don't want to ruin our friendship. I'm just.. Jealous. Im jealous of all the other girls hanging onto your arm and-"

"But I always come back to you, don't I?" He murmurs as he shifts back on the couch, one hand coming to rest on your waist. "No matter how many other girls practically threw themselves onto me, I waited. I only wanted you,"

You gulp. He was so close, inches from you, you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. You lean in closer until you're just shy of kissing him. "Tell me you mean it. That you only want to be mine,"

"I'm all yours," He whispers against your lips, meeting your eyes searching for permission to bridge the gap between you. You nod, and that's all he needs before his lips are on yours. His kiss is soft and sweet, but there's a hunger in you both that has you deepening the kiss, reaching up and cupping his cheek. He, in return, pulls you closer by your waist so you're fully seated in his lap.

You move the hand that's not cupping his cheek to his chest. His chest was firm, the scrawny highschooler you remember had been bulking up. It makes sense, part of his aviation school would be physical training. Still, you can't help but want to explore his body.

As if sensing your desire, he reaches between the two of you and pulls off his shirt, pausing only for a moment before his lips are back on yours, rougher than before. Your hands seem to have a mind of their own as you gently feel his chest.

You take a leap of faith and gently bite his bottom lip. He makes a sound, a small whimper, and it sends desire coursing through your body.

He whines softly. "Don't bully me, Pipsqueak,"

"Can't help it," You mumble against his lips. "I've waited too long to have you like this."

"Then have me however you want," He murmurs against your neck, kissing the skin feather light. It sends a shiver down your spine, which only encourages him to do it again. In an attempt to make him stop, you rock your hips against his. He bites his lip to hold back a gasp. You chuckle softly and continue.

"I said, don't bully me," He says breathlessly. "And don't start something you aren't 100% sure about, Pips,"

"I'm sure about everything I'm doing," You mutter, leaning down to kiss his neck. His skin is soft, warm, and you cant help but bite where his shoulder meets his neck. He moans loudly. You decide to tease him, chuckling as you whisper, "You like that?"

He sighs, the hand on your hip sneaking down to your hip. "So mean to me,"

You decide to be a bit bolder, throwing your shirt off. Caleb's eyes immediately go down, which makes you chuckle. He reaches out bit stops himself, not wanting to push you. You smirk. Torturing him was so easy, and the look on his face? Priceless.

Gently climbing off his lap, you head towards his room. He's quick to follow, and as soon as he catches up with you he pulls you into a desperate kiss. You help him discard the rest of his clothes except his boxers, and invite him to do the same to you. Both of you are left in just your undergarments.

He pushes you down against his bed, climbing on top of you. His hands all over your body, his lips pressing messy kisses anywhere he can reach. Caleb already has your head swirling and you don't know how you'll handle it if things go further.

"Pips," He whines against your skin. "Need you, please,"

"Only if you tell me who you belong to." You reach up and grab his chin. His eyes widen and he blushes profusely, but he says your name so sweetly. Over and over, until you're opening your legs and he can finally have you.

"Thank you," He moans, throwing off his boxers. Fuck, you think. He's so perfect. Already leaking, his tip swollen. Half of you wanted to keep studying his body, the other needed him badly. He helps you take off your own undergarments, his eyes lighting up. "You're so beautiful,"

"So are you," You look him up and down, unashamed. You sit up and reach out to stroke his rigid length, coating him in his arousal. He moans and gasps your name again, his body already seemed so sensitive. You start slow, up and down, up and down, watching his face closely. His face contorts and he bites his lip, trying to keep his moans quiet.

"You're mine, right Caleb?" You say, speeding your hands up. You know there's no one else in his mind right now, but you need him to say it. He nods frantically. But you don't want a nod. You want his words.

"I said, whose are you?" You say as you stop all motion. He gasps and whines your name.

"Please! I'm yours, please," He looks at you pleadingly. You smirk and push him back against the headboard. You reach over to his nightstand, luckily he had a condom. You open it and help him put it on.

"Good boy," you straddle him. He looks away at your praises, and you grab his chin to make him look back at you. "Keep your eyes on me."

He nods, his eyes glossy. He almost looks drunk on you, on the feeling you give him. You line yourself up wit his length, then slowly sink down, savoring the stretch and his gasps. To help him, you squeeze his chest, pinching his nipples.

Caleb can't help but moan your name louder than before. He grinds his hips up into yours, but you don't stop him. It feels too good, finally being full, him pressing against your most sensitive spot. His warmth, his panting, its overwhelming. You moan and grind against him, using him to reach your own climax.

Being used seems to only make Caleb louder. He tries to cover his mouth, but you pin his hand down. He gasps and shudders beneath you. "Ahh, I'm yours, I'm all yours, uhng please,"

Aw, he doesn't even know what he's begging for.

The coil in your body tightens, your own whimpers mixing with his as you grow closer. His hips snap up into yours. He's a desperate, whiney mess underneath of you.

"Ahh- babe, please, I'm so close," He groans, biting his lip again. You nod, the coil in you will snap any moment. You both go over the edge together, your shared moans combining as you grind against him to help him ride out his high.

"Pipsqueak," he looks up at you, his eyes big and his mouth agape as he tries to catch his breath. "I'm yours. Only yours,"

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author note- im sorry this is so bad, its just word vomit. I gotta learn how to write smut better and shorter LMAO

[sadomasokkrist]

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[harbingersglory]

{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, transfem arlecchino {☆} warnings 18+ content, breeding kink, degradation, stomach bulge, dacryphilia, restraints

"Arle, hah..please. I can't– I can't wait any longer."

The pleading, almost pouty, words had her letting out a deep, husky chuckle as she fiddled with the buckle of her belt, admiring your body as she stepped up to the bed. Her knee sank into the mattress as she knelt down, pressing a placating kiss to your brow and gesturing for you to turn over.

"Come on, dove. Be a good girl, or I'll treat you like the whore you are." Arlecchino clicked her tongue, firmly grabbing your hands and tightening her belt around your wrists, giving the leather a firm tug to test its strength– and to make sure it wasn't too tight. "I'm in a good mood. Don't spoil it by being a brat, little dove."

The pout it drew from you made her grin, canines flashing beneath her lips as she settled in behind you, cupping your ass in her calloused hands with an appreciative grumble. Your panties were already sticking to your cunt, the fabric soaked. She couldn't help but drag one of her digits across the fabric, teasing your folds beneath it.

"Lucky I adore that pretty mouth of yours or I'd have cut out your tongue," She gruffly spoke, her tone neither in jest or too serious– perhaps she would, maybe she wouldn't. She liked to keep you on your toes. "Hm. Maybe I'll use your throat after– shut you up properly. You look so pretty gagging on my cock, you know?"

Arlecchino slid her fingers beneath the waistband of your panties, tugging them down just enough to see your slick cunt, her fingers pulling the folds apart. Fuck, she could feel her cock throbbing against her boxers at the sight– she'd never get tired of it, just like she'd never get tired of using you like a toy.

"But in the meantime.." She finally pulled down her own boxers, her aching cock slipping free and slapping against your thigh– she slid right between your thighs, forcing you to squeeze them together around her. "Fuck, that's it." She growled, pumping her hips a few times before she was satisfied, lining up her cock with your entrance.

She had the decency, at least, to sink in slowly at first..let you adjust to her size for a brief moment before she snapped her hips forward and sank fully into your cunt with a sharp hiss.

Arlecchino typically enjoyed teasing you first, making you practically beg just for her to give you her cock at all, but she had other plans tonight– she wasn't going to waste time playing around this time. Her hand slipped down to your stomach pressed against the mattress, a low chuckle building in her chest at the distinct bulge her cock left. It was a wonder she fit at all– but she'd make it fit even if she hadn't.

"Be a good girl now and don't complain." She grumbled, leaning down to press you down into the mattress with her body, nipping at your ear before she pulled her hips back, hissing at the way you clenched around her in response. She took a moment to sit there, letting you ruminate and squirm at the lack of movement– only to grab a fistful of hair and start pounding you into the mattress before you can even think to whine about her lack of movement.

How quickly, how easily, you turn into a blubbering mess as she uses you like a toy for her own enjoyment. Not that you won't enjoy what she has in plan for you– just maybe not as much as she does. The mental image of filling you with her cum..it drives her thrusts harder, faster. She wants to fuck you stupid with her cock, fill you to the breaking point until her cum pools on the sheets, unable to be fully plugged up. Just the idea of watching her cum dripping down your thighs makes her control slip just the slightest bit.

She's already big enough to bulge your stomach with every thrust, but she wonders if she can push it further.

She certainly wants to, and she intends to.

The fat tears rolling down your cheeks only got her more excited, her hands gripping your hips so tight she can already imagine the bruises in the shape of her fingers against your skin.

"That's it, dove, give in," Arlecchino hissed, a low growl rumbling in her chest as she continued to pound into them relentlessly, her thighs already stinging from the sheer force of it. "Fucking take it, you whore."

Her muscles flexed in faint restraint, the shifting of your arms against her as you nearly screamed at the intense rush of pleasure making her sink her teeth into your shoulder in warning– a futile effort, really, as your body twitched when you came so hard she briefly considered if she had to stop..but you were still moaning even through the tears rolling down your cheeks, rocking back into her thrusts weakly, unable to keep up.

She wasn't too far behind, either. Her teeth dug deeper into your skin, muffling the growl as she plunged into your soaking wet cunt, bucking into you in much shorter thrusts until she finally felt her cum spilling into you. It was almost enough to send her over the edge again– fuck, you were practically sucking her in with how tight you were, squeezing around her cock.

Her head slumped against your shoulder as she pulled her teeth from your skin, taking a moment of respite to catch her breath and let the sting and ache settle in deep– she welcomed it, if anything. But she wasn't done.

She was going to fuck you till you were full– fill you up until she couldn't fit another drop.

For now..she pulled out, admiring the way her cum dribbled out of you. She didn't mind all that much..she was going to replace it tenfold, anyway.

She couldn't wait to plug you up and see you squirm during the meeting tomorrow, full of her cum and unable to find relief– maybe she'd make it a toy, see how long you last before someone realizes what's going on. She was going to enjoy it thoroughly.

[mamawasatesttube]

every time im forced to remember that t*mberkon exists an angel loses its wings. violently

[knockknockitsnickels]

I'm a little surprised how common the sentiment of "I got Witch because I got spooked when Soft Princess started chewing through her arm" is.

She was just being silly 😔 let her chow down

[thefloatingwriter]

sunrise on the reaping is where headcanons go to die.

[good-beanswrites]

legally blonde mahiru... cause like. finding validation thruogh achievement and not from love ehe

also following her ex to a college is smth she'd do 100%

SO TRUE!! When I sat down to watch the musical with my sister last summer I got wicked emotional about Mappi during What You Want, so I wrote some snapshot scenes incorporating those lyrics here :3 (And I added some indulgent au headcanons for the overall story at the end hehe)

“Law school?” Mahiru’s coworker raised her eyebrows. She finished wrapping a bouquet and added it to the finished ones. Though she spoke politely, Mahiru wasn’t stupid. Doubt lurked just beneath the surface of the carefully-asked questions. “That’s a pretty big change, huh? And for some boy?”

“Not ‘for some boy’ – Love! I’m doing this for love.” There was a big difference. She didn’t know why so many people didn’t understand. The actual feeling was something much bigger than either of the individuals involved. “And love will see me through.”

They worked at a florist’s, after all; their whole livelihood relied on love. They’d seen its power firsthand, through the successful dates and reunions that blossom into marriages, funeral arrangements for spouses devoted past lifetimes, apology gifts after turning one’s life around, and promise arrangements with the desire to do so. The shop had taken countless requests from clients hoping to shape their bouquet into something perfectly suited to their lover. Why couldn’t she do that very same work of molding to perfection?

Yes, there was no more righteous reason to do anything. She smiled to herself. “Yes, with love on my side, Mahiru can't lose~ They can't refuse a love so pure and true.” 

“Well, they can…” The other woman returned her smile with a nervous one. It was alright that she was a bit pessimistic. Most people were, but it only made the truly devoted couples stand out even brighter against the crowd. 

Mahiru picked up her own finished bouquet, taking a deep inhale of the fragrance. She giggled. “Oh come on, don't lawyers feel love too?”

—

“Miss Shiina. This is a very flashy presentation, but I still don't see one reason to admit you.”

She thought there were plenty of good reasons on the resume in the man’s hands, each one framed on the shimmery, sunflower-bordered stationary. Her personal essay and video essay had just as much flair, but if he was still reluctant to accept those, she did have one last ace up her sleeve. Honesty was the best policy – that’s what all the relationship columns and wellness blogs she followed always said. She took a deep breath.

“How about love?”

“Ah.” His eyes flicked down at her personal essay, placing the resume down beside it. He must have been recalling her beautifully eloquent recounting of her relationship. She could still feel the thrill of writing it all down, of laying out the events and gestures, the fights and reunions, the hopes and dreams. It was all there, a perfect record of the meaning of life, and the meaning of her future. “The thing is –”

“You ever been in love?”

He paused, caught off-guard by the question. Mahiru recognized the look on his face. He had indeed. 

She went on, “because if you have, you'll know that love never accepts a defeat.” She thought of the many times she and her boyfriend had fought, or cancelled on each other, or even tried to break up. She’d always been able to reach back out, take hold of him, and save both of them from losing each other. “There’s no challenge it can't meet, no place it cannot go.”

“I admit, that’s a very nice sentiment, but we’re all adults here. I can tell you –”

Mahiru reached across the table to take his hands. “Don't say no to a woman in love!”

“Miss Shiina.” He yanked his hands back, entirely unamused by her sudden bout of excitement. 

Had she overdone it again? Why did people think she was so crazy for this? It was only natural – only admirable – to put your whole self into a relationship you’re passionate about. She bowed her head. Her voice returned to its most earnest, sounding hushed and hopeful.

“Don't laugh when I say love. Don't think that I'm naive.” She’d heard that enough in her lifetime. She hadn’t let it stop her before, and she sure as hell wouldn’t let it stop her now. “Even a person who's smart can listen to their heart. They can listen and believe.”

“I… I see.” And he did. His eyes moved over her submissions again – full of passion and character and joy. Didn’t the world need a little more of that? Didn’t it need a lot more of that?

Even before she spoke, she could see that something had changed. She’d won him over. “So believe in what love can achieve~”

—

Au thoughts! I wasn’t able to feature everyone but I got a few of the cast here :3

Mahiru is bubbly and girly and enjoys her hobbies of literature/cosmetology/flowers – the major difference between her and Elle is that even while her positivity can immediately charm people, she doesn’t have as many close friends/family to support her. She really clings to her boyfriend, always obsessing over and returning to the relationship no matter what.

They have a rocky relationship that he finally decides to end for good. He says he needs to meet someone serious, and find some fulfillment in his life instead of going in depressive circles with her – he’ll accomplish all this by attending the famous Milgram School of Law (lol)

She, of course, takes this as an invitation to join him. She throws everything else away, pouring herself into this new personality and lifestyle for love. As someone already committed to her studies and good with language (as a literature major) she succeeds in getting in. “What, like it’s hard~?”

Once there, she’s horrified to find her boyfriend associating with another law student – one Kotoko Yuzuriha who’s the very image of “someone serious” he was looking for. (I don’t know if either of them would want to get romantically involved, but they definitely get close enough to cause a lot of jealousy.) Kotoko looks down on Mahiru’s lighthearted attitude in the face of the weighty cases they dealt with in class, and constantly one-ups her with her strength and toughness.

She also meets law-prodigy Es, and the two become close friends and study buddies. Es takes the time to listen to Mahiru’s story and loving and losing her boyfriend, feeling responsible but not quite sure how. As they understand her situation more, they manage to get Mahiru to believe she doesn’t need to do all this for some guy – she can live for herself. She gets the legal internship, and starts working with the others.

Meanwhile, Mahiru is meeting with her hairdresser, Kazui. He had a rough breakup in the past (his own fault, but still), and fears he’ll never be able to find that same sort of romance again, even as he’s crushing on the cute delivery guy (Mikoto. Shidou?) Mahiru helps him return to Hinako’s house to make amends and get some closure, then imparts her bending and snapping wisdom upon him to get his man 👏

Which brings her to the big case. Their team is defending Yuno Kashiki on an impossible murder trial. She begs Mahiru not to tell her alibi – that she was with a client on her private job. She felt real warmth with him, and doesn’t want to implicate him in both her work and the trial. Mahiru agrees in the name of protecting their love, much to the rest of the lawyers’ dismay.

(If anyone would fit the Callahan role it would be Jackalope lol, but I feel like we don’t even need that plotline since her themes are a bit different than the dumb-blonde ones.)

Callahan plot or not, Mahiru gets discouraged about the whole thing as everyone loses faith in her for not revealing Yuno’s secret. Other students at the school are caught whispering about her, calling her crazy, clingy, too emotional, selfish, and some even saying she’s a stalker for still keeping tabs on her boyfriend. She’s ready to leave the whole university and career behind when Kotoko stops her. She tells Mahiru that she was wrong about her, and encourages her to stick to her guns. And so, (after a Muu-focused rendition of Lesbian or European,) Mahiru is able to use her “girly” interests to catch the real criminal.

She graduates at the top of her class, finding fulfillment through this job of helping others and confidence in herself and her own interests. She’s content not to get back with her boyfriend (though, maybe over the years of working together, she and Kotoko end up spending some extra time together…) 

[narugen]

alright buckle up it’s time for me to spread my hoshina/mina agenda

1. mina being unserious as hell with the most serious face when it comes to hoshina (taking a picture of him being upset over losing kaiju #8)

2. “could you be the one to carve the path for me?” she specifically asked him because of his swordsmanship that every elder/senior in his life had dismissed him for citing it was an end of an era. she’s the only one who believed in him after years of being put down by everybody (even his own family)

3. devotion & loyalty & trust - do i even need to say anything they make me go crazy

i can’t add anymore pics so i’ll word dump properly in another post but wow i’m bonkers abt them 😭 something something thank you for choosing me / thank you for being someone i can rely on

[suusoh]

Johan with a gun kink is fine and all but Anna Liebert with a gun kink is just ✨ chef's kiss ✨.

She probably has no qualms over pulling the gun during your sex sessions. Might even fuck her darling with it (it's not loaded but her darling doesn't need to know that 💋). She probably licks the tip of her gun, before sliding it in her darling's mouth/pussy. This is probably when she's feeling extra sadistic and wants to see her darling in that fear and aroused state while anna just laughs and fucks her darling harder . She's a disgusting menace (affectionate)

anon, anon, wait. Anon wait WAIT WAITTTT WAITTTTTTT THE KITCHEN IS ON FIRE. KEEP COOKING.

No because the gun basically becomes another way for anna to have a dick...................... making darling deep throat it like if it were her actual cock.

Speaking of cock, hear me out anon hear me out... But imagine if anna uses a freaking revolver on darling instead of a pistol here. That way, when anna slides it inside those gummy walls, she can goad darling for a little game of russian roulette.

Tw: gunplay, and slight talks of necro ( NOT REALLY. It's just anna egging you because whats a little gunplay without genuine fear of dying), and uh... Dollification, and also body mutilation mention.

Just the pure FEAR of you laying there, legs spread because she told you if you try to close your legs on her, she'll pull the trigger.

So you do your best to be obedient and listen and take in everything even though you're unable to feel the pleasure anymore through the sheer numbing shock and fear of you getting fucking SHOT down there.

and the cockiness (and slight insanity) comes in when anna, knowing the next might be blank, pulls the trigger while its still inside.

The full bodied sob that flinches throughout your body when you both hear the click of the gun while its so far deep in your pussy is enough to make annas brain go haywireeeee. The gun is so far deep in you, you can practically feel the cold metal nudge against your cervix.

All while you have this blonde maniac on top of you pulling the trigger and goading you if you might not be so lucky next time, and how she'll miss you dearly if that were the case. But dont worry baby, she wont find anyone else.

No, no you're it for her.

She'll find a way to still keep you all warm for her even after. She's got a way around dead bodies you know? And she'll keep yours extra nice and pretty, keep you in a nice glass storage like a doll. You want that? Wanna be her little babydoll all clean and pretty and hers to play with whenever she wants to play house? no?

Well then how about you be a good little girl, do the sign of the cross infront of her right now, yes right now- don't make her repeat herself, and say a little prayer that the next click won't be the one that'll put a hole in your womb.

[stellarwaffles]

I've been thinking about Astrid all day

What if she was my favorite actually. What if she was my blorbo and I rotated her in my mind

What if I made up stuff about her family bc canon doesn't tell us anything about her family (unless I forgot)

O_O

[meowsticmarvels]

i think i mightve talked abt this a bit in my longpost about how insane phi as a character is to me but yknow what i really wanna point out? all the nonary game shit she has to go through happens in really quick succession to her - she doesn't really get a proper "break" in between VLR and ZTD for her mentally. junpei and akane at least have about a year between the two, and sigma has 45 years (not that either of those situations were particularly good either though, looking at how sigma and junpei especially turned out, and sigma spent years WORKING on the AB game, just not participating in it). but for phi? she has a matter of DAYS in between the two. the time sigma spends she spends in cold sleep, so mentally to her, her consciousness goes from the events of VLR's phi end to DCOM almost instantly. dcom only ends up lasting for about 5 days, and even then the prologue states that phi/sigma/akane spent most of it worrying about radical-6 and the future + the flashback with diana shows phi is just so Tired after everything after just that. and then the decision game happens. my point is just that i cannot imagine being in a death game like that (not to mention everyone had radical-6, so she went from a body that Did have it to one that didn't, which i can imagine would probably a pretty weird experience considering one of its symptoms is messing up your perception of time. and also she was on the moon.), spending 5 days like god how did the apocalypse start i can't let it happen this time and then being in Another death game that is much more gruesome and violent. not to mention both of them in a way HAD to happen because of her (2074 nonary game bc it needed to train sigma and phi's SHIFTing abilities to a good enough degree and decision game one of the reasons was to ensure she and delta were born). in summary: i would fucking die at that point if i was phi dealing with that All At Once. in the span of a few days. and with the memories of my + others' deaths. what the fuck

[hikarry]

Okay children, gather around. It's "Spencer Complains and Acts a Little Mad" Time:

I have been raw dogging life for 1 month without my adhd/depression/anxiety/mood stabilizers medication and without a single Therapy appointment

I haven't left my house in 1 month, I haven't spoken to any of my (in person) friends in over 1 month, I haven't seen my family in 1 month, I haven't seen my bloody cat in over 1 month, I've barely left my bloody room in over 1 month, and I've been listening to my bloody voice almost every day for 1 hour so I can finish editing the bloody podcast for over a month

To top it all of: I haven't had a decent night's sleep in about 4 days now (in which I just don't sleep or I have extremely vivid nightmares with my departed mother and/or scenarios where I die over and over and over again but can't speak to ask for help before it happens - fun for all the family, if you ask me) and I might or might not be completely and absolutely going insane, with only Good Omens season 1 (6/6) and season 2 (5/6) and the existence of Crowley/red haired Fire Pokemon David Tennant Edition being my sole producer of any amount of serotonin

How am I alive? Good question. Beautiful genderfluid demonic content can be some very nice very distracting content for individuals that simp for Fire Type David Tennant Pokemon like myself

I am quite sure my only contact with anything mental health related in the past weeks has been my best friend whom is very very annoying and refuses to leave me the heck alone and whom is a nurse and is working extra time to advice my stupid ass the best she can, bless her heart

So, with my personal nurse's permission, I have doubled my sleeping medication for the night and, as Fall Out Boy once wrote for the song "Alone Together" in one of my favorite albums to have ever been created "Save Rock and Roll": I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead

[lixbf]

i recently started another hades 2 playthrough and idk if im just delusional but im just becoming more and more convinced that youll be able to meet ~certain~ gods once youre getting closer to a ~certain~ place

[iryonin]

✿ + karin 😈

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP. @shegore, accepting.

bold for things i could definitely see or want;   italics for things i could see or am unsure of; striked-out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends   /   work buddies or coworkers   /   family friends   /   friends with benefits   /   smoking buddies   /   adventure buddies   /   fake friends   /   recently friends   /   party buddies   /   friendship of need   /   dying friendship   /   circumstantial friendship   /   partners in crime   /   old friendship   /   [your muse]   is the good influence   /   [your muse]   is the bad influence   /   [my muse]   is the good influence   /   [my muse]   is the bad influence   /   opposites attract   /   ride or die   /   frenemies   /   roommates or flatmates   /   penpals   /   exes to friends   /   enemies to friends   /   other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts   /   [your muse is mines]   childhood crush   /   [my muse is yours]   childhood crush   /   exes   /   exes to lovers   /   forbidden lovers   /   highschool sweethearts   /   secret relationship   /   opposites attract   /   long distance   /   unrequited   [from your muses side]   /   unrequited   [from my muses side]   /   unrequited   [from both sides]   /   skinny love   /   friends to lovers   /   enemies to lovers   /   spurious relationship   /   power couple   /   newly entered   /   soulmates   [metaphorical]   /   soulmates   [literal]   /   awkward   /   turning toxic   /   toxic love   /   cheating   [on your muse]   /   cheating   [with your muse]   /   other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings   [half]   /   siblings   [step]   /   [my muse]   is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure   /   [my muse]   is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse   /   [my muse]   is a parental figure to yours   /   [my muse]   is a child figure to your muse   /   guardian figure   /   legal guardian   /   adoptive child   /   foster child   /   [your muse]   is taken under mines wing   /   [my muse]   is taken under yours wing   /   other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other   /   dangerous to others   /   unpredictable   /   rivals   /   petty   /   developing into sexual or romantic tension   /   based off family matters   /   based of off circumstance   /   based of professional matters   /   based off misunderstanding or lies   /   conflict of ideology   /   betrayal   /   hero - villain dynamic   /   enemies   /   fight club   /   friends turned enemies   /   lovers turned enemies   /   exes turned enemies   /   other 

[typingwithmyhandstied]

On a random note, my favorite dynamic in ADSOM is probably Alucard and Kell or Maxim and Kell or Holland and Kell or Rhy and Kell. Wait, or Lila and Alucard or Rhy and Lila.

[elainsgirl]

im sorry I haven’t been able to answer any asks today, I was at a wedding and it was so hectic that I didnt get the chance to sit down and answer anything, fortunately tmr its less chaotic so I’ll be able to answer some - if not all - of them by then. I apologise for the delay 🫶