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floydleechapologist · 4 months ago

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Please share the lewd interspecies romance.

Okay so mostly I have thoughts over the Octavinelle trio, especially the twins 🫣 but i wrote a lil something for most of them! also this was not meant to be so long idk what happened

[tags] - nsfw, AFAB-implied reader, but written gender-neutral, mentions of ruts/heats, breeding, etc

nsfw under read-more, minors DNI!

If you really compare humans to the nonhuman population of Twisted Wonderland, there's are some small physiological differences between species. Fae, surprisingly, don't differ from humans all too much. Land dwellers in general don't have anything too significant, though all of nonhuman species retain aspects of their animal counterparts.

Most of Savanaclaw goes through some sort of rut/heat during various times in the year, primarily early spring and summer. There's no logical reason for them to retain that aspect of their mating cycle anymore, not for a sentient species that have skills of logic and reasoning. Unfortunately, they didn't get to choose how their evolution worked, and so they have to deal with it in anyway they can.

They get a lot more irritable, they have throbbing headaches, their abdomen hurts, and the scent of their mate is a lot more enticing than normal. Jack probably has it the worst of them, as a wolf beastmen. Not only does he have to deal with a fever-inducing rut that will put him out of commission for a week, afterwards he has to deal with the a/b/o jokes from his classmates too, oh the horror. It is really a horror though when he's able to bend you over his bed, bite marks aligned your neck and back as his dick pounds into you till his knot swells and locks you in for at least an hour. Jack's incredibly embarrassed afterwards, though he manages to be incredibly sweet even after rearranging your guts. Wolf beastmen are one of the most affectionate partners to have with a reputation providing some of the best aftercare for their species. It's most likely to make up for their week-long copulation, stretching and tiring out their sweet little mates. Ooooh, but they'll so very sweet: cleaning up the sticky mess of fluids between your legs with their tongue, careful to not overstimulate you (unless you ask), tending to the mating mark they placed on the back of your neck with soft kisses and licks, and making sure to prop your lower half up to that your chances of taking their seed increases.

Lacking the annual rut/heat that other variants of beastmen have, lion and hyena beastmen are more similar is this regard, as they don't have the same issue of long copulations as wolf beastmen. Neither will initiate sex, rather they'll rely on their mates to do so. Ruggie, in particular, is rather reluctant initiating sex, as male hyenas are typically more submissive, so if you're shy you'll have to get over it. But once you do, Ruggie is ever so happy to service you if you're happy to give him praise. Run your hands through his hair and ears as he eats you out, he'll let out the cutest whimpers and groans as you do. Just, expect to be jellyboned by the time he's done with you, as a hyena he needs to make sure his mate won't snip back at him and you can't exactly do that if your fucked out. While he may not have the same stamina as Jack for week-long fuck session, he has a particularly short refractory period and can have several short sessions in a single night.

Leona also won't typically initiate sex on his own, it happens very sporadically, and he his the image of the lazy lion. While he never wants to do anything particularly extraneous, who is he to deny you needs? You'll have to do some preparing though, as while the barbs on his dick aren't as bad as they are in his animal variant, they will hurt if you're not wet and pliable enough. Be sure to sit on his face, don't worry you won't suffocate him and it's better you cum a few times first before taking him. Unless you want it to hurt? Once you've cum enough times, you can ride him to your heart's content. He only asks that you don't mention how he rubs his head into the crook of your neck, marking you so that if everyone couldn't tell by the sounds coming from his room, they'd know you're his from his scent. Lions are quite protective with their territory and pride after all.

Merfolk have the most extreme physiological differences between them and...any land dweller really. It comes with the territory of being suited for a completely different environment. They also behave a lot more similarly to their animal counterparts, which can be both delicious and exhausting for their humans.

Moray eels don't have a set time of the year they mate, but rather the water must be warm and plenty of food must be ready to provide to their mate. When the spring time weather above the sea starts transitioning from crisp to blazing, don't be too surprised when the twins start handfeeding you meals and snacks throughout the week, they want to make sure you're happy and full for them, getting you in the mood with a sweet, dizzying underwater dance to initiate until they get the okay from you. What's that 'okay' though? You know that yawning I mentioned before? You'll get your answer from them now, as they take your open mouth yawn as an invitation rather than a sign of tiredness. Floyd, in particular, is ready to drag you into the deep part of the pool before remembering that you need to breathe somehow. Not a problem. He'll keep your pretty head above water. You'll still have trouble breathing as his long tapered tongue worms his way in your mouth. No matter, you'll be gasping for breath as he bullies this cock into your hole, large enough that you can physically feel the bump on your stomach. Morays are awfully fond of wrapping themselves around their mates, seeing as Floyd will do his best to tangle his tail around your body and squeezing you as you squeeze down his dick. He loves the physical contact between you two, and is amused how your nails try to dig into his shoulders seeing as the mucus on his skin makes it near impossible to have a steady grasp. You're completely dependent on Floyd as you drool and cry out for relief from the overstimulation, which is oh so ever exciting.

Jade is equally as cruel when it comes to mating. Unlike the others, merfolk tend to mate with the intention to, well, mate. He prefers you to be soft and pliant for him, as well as wholly depending as you two fuck. So, he'll happily brew you a water-breathing potion so he can actually drag you into the deep, where he found a secluded, warm grotto that will allow him to keep you to himself for hours, but close enough to the surface that he can continuously grab you food to eat between sessions. Not that those sessions will be short either. Like his brother, Jade is content to wrap himself around your body as he cooed honeyed words into your ears about how you'll make a wet, warm, soft hole for breeding. It's not like he'll have to do much either, his dick is prehensile and he can wrap himself around you, swiping kisses and nuzzling into the crook of your very sensitive neck while his thick cock continuously pounds into you with a bruising pace. He's so mean!! He likes seeing you cry from overstimulation too, and Jade will continuously scoot down to clean you up with his tongue, only to claim that too much of his seed was gone and he needed to fill you up again for another few hours. He's truly quite incorrigible, especially when he bites into your neck and shoulders to make his claim on you. Don't worry, most morays' bites aren't venomous, and even if they are, you have him to care for you. You're going to be depending on him in the water anyway, so there's no need to worry about it too much.

Something that neither probably won't mention, probably because they won't realize it's something you should know, is that they can change their sex under the right conditions. If you're ever so inclined in the future to test the waters out, the twins might be so generous to let you eat them out instead.

Of the trio, Azul's the only one with an established mating season, two actually: one in the late spring and the other in the early fall. Respectively, one during finals and the other during orientation. He's already so incredibly stressed, and he has the need to breed too? Downright atrocious. It's wonderful that you're so kind that he can take refuge in you and use you like a new octopot, so tell him how pretty he is and how much you love him and only him, so that you have the privilege fucking his merform. The moment you're entering the water, he'll unconsciously display mating signals by flashing soft lilacs and blues, a beautiful display of his need for you. He's rather large, even bigger than the twins, in his merform, so you'll need preparation as well; have no fear, his tentacles are wrapping and kneading the squishiest parts of you. I mentioned before that he can taste the salt on your skin and pulse through your wrist via his suckers. He can taste the slick from your walls, too, without even having to use his mouth as the suckers massage you from the inside. If you'd like, he technically could give you a full flavor profile afterward, though he'll probably be a bit mortified to do so. The biggest difference is his dick, or lack thereof. Instead of a dick, Azul has a hectocotylus, which is a modified, slightly shorter arm of his with a thicker spade-shaped tip that he can practically rearrange your guts with, with little effort on his part really. Most octo-mer variants will keep their mate at a distance, eons of instinct hard to forget. Azul's variant, though, will keep you close, almost dancing with you in a sweet, sensual twirl as he places sweet kissing and bites on your neck, arms, and chest. Octopi are, in fact, venomous, however, so you will be feeling a bit of a lustful high, paralyzed, and a bit helpless to the whims of a needy octopus. He's quite good at aftercare though, making sure you get an antidote and handfeeding you calorie-rich snacks to energize you back up (again, he's aware that you won't eat him, but instinct dictates that he keeps you full with both food and cum to make you a happy mate).

*collapses into heap on floor* thoughts....full.....ahahaha breeding kink go burrrrr. i was not meant to write this much and then it escaped me. also i hate tagging

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floydleechapologist · 4 months ago

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AO3 Writer: “I just wanted to write smut.” | Society: “No, you leaked classified info.”

♡ Yandere! Stardom x Fem. Reader. Fanboy, Producer, Rival, Hater

♡ Word Count. 1,851

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who is, by all means, a perfect example of a refined, professional, and calculated CEO. Who owns entire companies, dictates global markets, and probably has multiple political figures in his pocket. Who absolutely no one would suspect to have a degenerate, filthy, mind-breaking smut fanfiction about you living rent-free in his AO3 bookmarks.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who wrote it.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who absolutely, under no circumstances, can allow the world to find out he wrote it.

But that’s beside the point. Right now, what matters is that it’s #1 on AO3 and Tumblr. Somehow, by divine will or sheer algorithmic chaos, it has gone viral.

And the others have found it.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who is the cause of all of this. Who spent months crafting this masterpiece—a 900k-word smut fic with ZERO plot, ZERO fluff, and 100% filth.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who is the actual source of the problem. Who writes literary-level smut about you under a secret alias and publishes it for his fellow intellectuals (delusional perverts) to analyze.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who had no intention of this getting out of control. Who wakes up to find his own fanfiction shaping public discourse about your real love life. Who watches in real time as people comb through his fic with red-string conspiracy theories, trying to figure out which parts are too accurate to be just fanon.

Who realizes, with increasing horror, that his own work has led to dating rumors.

Who realizes that those rumors make it seem like you belong to someone else.

Who wants to die.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who, despite being the sole reason behind these rumors, is completely livid at the idea of you actually dating someone.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy texting you: “People are so quick to assume things. Disgusting.”

———

♡ Yandere! Producer who has been managing your career since you were a child. Who has micromanaged every aspect of your life with the efficiency of a corporate tyrant and the possessiveness of an old-school monarch. Who has successfully crushed every scandal before it even breathed.

♡ Yandere! Producer who doesn’t believe in miracles, but if he did, it’d be the fact that you’ve managed to go your whole career without a single dating scandal. Not even a whisper. No flirty Instagram stories, no accidental couple’s jewelry, not even a damn shadow in the background of your paparazzi shots.

♡ Yandere! Producer who ensured it. Who fought tooth and nail behind the scenes, crushed rumors before they could breathe, and blacklisted any reporter with the audacity to imply you might be seeing someone.

♡ Yandere! Producer who wakes up one morning to find his phone flooded with messages. Who is normally unbothered by online discourse but sees your name trending worldwide alongside the words scandal, sex, viral fanfic, unhinged, filth—and almost has an aneurysm.

♡ Yandere! Producer who storms into your private dressing room with the wrath of a man whose entire career is on the line. “What the fuck did you do?”

You, still half-asleep and curled up in a chair with your phone: “Huh?”

His grip on his tablet tightens. “You. Are. Dating. Someone?”

You blink at him like he just accused you of murder. “What?”

He shoves the screen in your face. The headline reads: Top Star’s Secret Romance Exposed?! Viral Fanfiction Stirs Dating Rumors—Who is the Mystery Lover?

You read it. You reread it. You scroll down. Then, you see it.

The 900,000-word, depraved, meticulously crafted, soul-splittingly detailed erotica fic about you.

Your eye twitches.

“…I’m going to be sick.”

♡ Yandere! Producer watches as you swipe past it like it’s an annoying ad. “That’s your reaction?”

You don’t even look up. “I’m used to fanfiction.”

“That’s not fanfiction, that’s a psychological profile with penetration scenes.”

♡ Yandere! Producer who now has to call an emergency PR meeting because the world refuses to believe you’re still single.

♡ Yandere! Producer who, for the first time in his life, is losing control of your public image.

♡ Yandere! Producer who grits his teeth and asks you through clenched jaws:

“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

You consider this. “I think it’s pretty funny.”

He looks like he’s about to strangle you.

(You think that’s pretty funny too.)

♡ Yandere! Producer glares. "You don’t even care that the industry thinks you’re dicking down some faceless, nameless entity?"

You blink slowly. "If it means people stop setting me up with actors I don’t like, then good. Maybe this is a win."

♡ Yandere! Producer who actually does throw his phone this time.

———

♡ Yandere! Rival who sends you a voice note that is entirely just laughter.

♡ Yandere! Rival who is absolutely losing his mind over the idea that you—his cold, distant, work-obsessed you—might actually be screwing someone.

“You?!” His voice is dripping with amusement. “There’s no fucking way. Did they pay you? Is it a contract relationship? I bet you haven’t even held hands with someone since high school.”

♡ Yandere! Rival who is sending you voice messages between his laughing fits. Who is screenshotting the filth and sending it to you with captions like "ayyo why is this kinda accurate tho?" and "YOU INTO THIS?"

You leave him on read.

♡ Yandere! Rival who ends the voice note with, “If this is real, I’m gonna kill the guy. If it’s not, I’m gonna kill the guy who wrote it. Either way, someone’s dying.”

♡ Yandere! Rival who sees the headline and laughs. Who hates your guts but would rather burn the industry to the ground than see you belong to someone else.

♡ Yandere! Rival who texts you:

“lmao what the fuck is this”

“who tf are you dating”

“u of all people? sex??”

“i need to sit down”

“nvm i just remembered i’m standing. i need to lie down”

You leave him on read.

♡ Yandere! Rival who immediately messages you again with:

"Holy shit. I knew you were weird, but I didn't think you'd let your fuckin' sex tape drop as a novel. 💀💀💀"

You don’t reply.

"No fr tho. Who is he. I need to fight him."

You still don’t reply.

"HELLO?? DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO HATE YOU WHEN PEOPLE THINK YOU'RE ACTUALLY GETTING DICKED DOWN?"

You block him.

You’re dating someone.

There’s no other explanation. Someone—some mystery bastard—has clearly been around you long enough to write something this accurate.

♡ Yandere! Rival feels his blood pressure spike. The phone screen cracks under his grip.

“Oi,” he calls to his assistant, voice dangerously smooth. “Find out who wrote this. Now.”

———

♡ Yandere! Hater who literally does not care at first. Who is used to your stupid fanbase losing their collective minds every other week.

♡ Yandere! Hater who doesn’t even bother checking what’s happening until he gets sent a million DMs about it.

♡ Yandere! Hater who skims through the fic and immediately wants to bleach his eyes.

♡ Yandere! Hater who texts you: “This is why I hate you.”

♡ Yandere! Hater who has always prided himself on being a detached, logical observer of your work. Who has built an entire brand off of ‘exposing’ you and ‘critically analyzing’ your performances.

♡ Yandere! Hater who actually has to put his phone down and pace his apartment because what the actual fuck.

♡ Yandere! Hater who, against his better judgment, texts you: “The fact that this fanfic is more accurate than your actual PR interviews is genuinely concerning.”

You: “Fuck you.”

Him: “So who is he?”

You: “Your dad.”

Him: “You’re deflecting.”

You: “And you’re obsessed. Get a job.”

Him: “I have a job.”

You: “Get a better one.”

♡ Yandere! Hater who reads the entire thing, breaks it down structurally, and then DMs you, acting as if he wasn't affected by the writing at all:

"Mid. But objectively well-written. I’ve read worse."

You reply:

"Blocked."

♡ Yandere! Hater who sends another message from a burner account:

"Lmao coward."

♡ Yandere! Hater who isn’t surprised. No, really. This? This was bound to happen eventually. With the amount of weird freaks obsessed with you, this was inevitable.

♡ Yandere! Hater who would’ve ignored the entire thing if people didn’t suddenly start DMing him. If his fans weren’t tagging him in posts, in memes, in theories—because apparently, he’s on the suspect list.

♡ Yandere! Hater who has to type out the most degrading sentence of his life on social media:

“I am not fucking dating her.”

———

And you?

You hate it.

Not because it’s inaccurate. Not because it makes you uncomfortable.

You, who—logically speaking—acknowledge that it’s well-written, in-character, and honestly better than half the scripts you’ve been handed in your acting career.

“...I hate smut.”

Honestly, this isn’t even new. You’ve had fanfiction about you for years. Par for the course when you’ve spent your entire life pretending to be other people, morphing into whatever character the industry wants.

You’ve played Gojo Satoru, Levi Ackerman, Lelouch Lamperouge, Hisoka Morow, and much more. People have always made weird shit about you.

The fact that some fanboy managed to produce a masterpiece of degeneracy doesn’t surprise you.

But the fact that your phone won’t shut up does.

You continue scrolling past the chaos, phone buzzing with messages from people demanding to know if you’ve been secretly seeing someone. You don’t respond. You don’t even flinch.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who sees the theories.

Who sees people arguing over your supposed "secret" relationship. Who sees them dissecting every single thing about your actual personality with astounding accuracy.

Who sees other writers adding onto it.

He sends you a text.

"Did you read it?"

You type.

"No."

You delete it.

You type again.

"Kill yourself."

You delete that, too.

You send nothing.

You just think, God, people are weird.

And then you move on with your day like nothing happened.

———

♡ Yandere! Producer who somehow manages to set up an emergency meeting with PR, legal teams, and marketing all in under an hour.

"Alright, damage control. How do we shut this down?"

The PR Manager looks at him and says, "Sir, we can’t shut this down. It’s too late."

"What do you mean 'too late'?"

The PR Manager simply turns their laptop around, revealing the Amazon bestseller page.

#1 IN DARK ROMANCE

#1 IN TABOO EROTICA

#3 IN ALL LITERATURE

♡ Yandere! Producer who is having an existential crisis. He spent years ensuring your reputation remained untouchable. Every scandal snuffed out before it even breathed. Every ship theory, every ridiculous rumor, every single thing that could jeopardize your career—gone.

And now?

Now, some anonymous fanfic writer (who he has very strong suspicions about) has undone everything.

♡ Yandere! Producer who massages his temples.

“Tell me the truth.” His voice is calm. Too calm. “Are you dating someone?”

“No.”

“Then who the fuck knows you this well?”

You close the fic. Open Twitter. Type: Not dating anyone. Stop being weird.

And log out.

♡ Yandere! Fanboy who sees the tweet and smirks.

Oh, you poor, naive thing. This is only the beginning.

Yandere! Stardom

♡ Characters Included. Yandere! Fanboy, Producer, Rival, Hater

Drabbles

A love letter: from a guy who’s watched every movie, probably knows your underwear size.

Rivals, fanboys, and haters all agree: your fanfic is a masterpiece… in the worst way.

Your most devoted fan writes smut better than published authors.

Capitalism By Day, Cock Worship By Night

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