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[calware]

[tryingtoremembermyname]

here are most of the crochet booksleeves i have made so far in 2023 !

what do you guys think? which one is your favourite?

[cyberchronics]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

jjk is infecting me. (bit of a longer one... strap in!)

stalker mahito + getting caught

✶ dubcon? both ways, yandere stuff, implied drugging ✶

★ yandere sub mahito, mean dom reader, breaking in, degrading, spitting, choking, biting, kneejob?, slapping ★

✩∘₊ ✩*✯☆⃟⃟⃟✯*✩₊∘✩

mahito's been stalking you for as long as he can remember. making sure no one bothers you on your daily commute and always being nearby when you're shopping so he can leave anything that's been forgotten on your doorstep.

you've got a date? oh, sweetheart. don't you know he's the only one for you? that's okay, just don't be surprised when yet another dinner falls through without so much as a text. hey, it's not his fault he sees red when anyone else even thinks about getting close to you!

on the other hand, you've had your eye on him for a while. mahito's blue hair seems to stick out in every crowd you walk through. whether it be going to and from work or going out for groceries he's never too far away, itching nervously as if he's tweaking for a fix of... who knows what?

mahito wishes you knew the only drug he could ever want is you.

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Whenever Mahito visits you, he likes to make up a different scenario. This time it's date night. He's spent hours getting ready for you, pinning his hair up into a neat bun and wearing the nicest outfit he owns, but you never showed up to the restaurant :( Guess he'll have to check on you like a good boyfriend.

He stands at your window, fishing the makeshift key he's crafted specifically for this situation out of his pocket. The movement is virtually muscle memory alone at this point as he breaks the lock, crawls into your room, and closes it back. "Sweetheart, you stood me up again..." Mahito whispers, walking towards your dozing form and brushing your hair away to reveal the gorgeous face that he's come to see.

Using caution is nowhere near what he's concerned about. Not when he's made sure you'll be sleeping like a log tonight. "But... I guess I can forgive you this once. You do need your beauty rest." Soft hands slowly reach out and cup your cheek, relishing in the warmth that radiates off

There's no hesitation when he grabs your hand, nuzzling his face against it before leaning down to kiss your knuckles. "Letting someone like me do whatever I want with you..." His thumb strokes your hand lovingly as he speaks to the dead air. "You're so silly, darling."

To his... delight? horror? He can barely tell the difference, he feels you twitch under his touch a second before your eyes shoot open. Mahito immediately freezes, eyes wide and mouth dry. There's no way out of this, and even if there was his brain is shutting down. He's so fucked.

A squeal of surprise slips past shiny lips as you immediately react. His body is slammed against the floor, firm arms pinning him down. He can barely contain his excitement as anger and disgust flairs up within those pretty eyes he's been wishing would focus on him for the longest time. Delight, Mahito decides with certainty, feeling the tension rise in the decorated bedroom. This is the most delightful thing he's ever experienced.

"Are you getting off on this?" If that fact wasn't apparent before, it was crystal clear now. A red blush is dusted across his skin, a small tent starting to form at the crotch of black pants. Before he can even get out a response a hand drifts up and squeezes his neck hard, choking him with ferver. "Fucking pervert. What the hell is wrong with you?"

Mahito loves how vulnerable you are like this. Pretty voice still raspy from sleep, hatred painted clearly across the face he's spent months admiring as if you're really gonna kill him here. That wouldn't be so bad.... would it? In fact, the idea of dying at the hands of the person he loves is almost too romantic for his heart to take. "Open."

It takes a second for it to click before he eagerly opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. He moans when you spit in his mouth, long and drawn out as he finally gets the smallest taste of you. Mahito is floating on cloud nine, lightheaded from the lack of oxygen and committing himself to memorizing your flavor before he wakes up from this dream.

Before he can land on a single conclusion, a firm force presses against his erection, hands easing up on his neck as your focus shifts. Mahito whimpers as your knee rubs his cock up and down, making it twitch like crazy as his eyes are blown wide. By the time you're sinking your teeth into his neck, he's blabbering uselessly with his eyes rolled back. "Thank you, darling. I-I love you."

He wheezes out in between noises of sheer pleasure, receiving a sharp slap that stings his cheek in response. The impact is the only thing he needs to go tumbling over the edge, staining his pants with hot white cum and punctuating it with an erotic moan.

He's barely given a second to recover when you stand up, seemingly going back to bed for the night. "Now get the hell out. Don't let me catch you here again." Mahito nods, scrambling to get up and adjust his clothes before running out of the house. Once alone he smiles, slumping down in a nearby alleyway to calm down and checking the new additions to the various markings littering his body.

There's no way in hell he's not coming back tomorrow.

part 2?

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: side note but i absolutely adore mahito's dub voice ♥︎ i can def see him being whiny n bratty (maybe in pt 2?) but wanted to focus on his masochism for this ⠒̫⃝

[embroiderling]

I was procrastinating doing a new blog, yes. But I needed a dreamling place to post this thing. I did it with the wonderful @amielot 's beautiful art. Please, visit her blog and fall in love with her art!

I had so much fun embroidering it! I used black sewing thread (single strand), sewing needle, cotton fabric, and a 10.2 inch hoop.

Thanks to the Sadman discord for your kindness and fun 😊.

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Estuve procrastinando empezar un blog nuevo, sí, pero necesitaba un espacio Dreamling para compartir mí bordado. Lo hice sobre el bellísimo dibujo de la increíble @amielot (si no la conocen, no sé qué esperan para ir a su cuenta y enamorarse de todo lo que postea).

Mi técnica no es muy prolija, pero fue súper divertido de hacer. Usé hilo de costura negro, aguja de coser, tela de algodón y bastidor de 26 cm.

Gracias al discord Dreamling con Ñ por gritar conmigo sobre esto. ¡Les adoro!

[goliraz]

actually yeah tear his ass to pieces

[sewingislife]

Never forgiving housewarden Vil for feeding the entire dorm unseasoned chicken, that was the one day I wished to be transferred to a different dorm so I could get away from that nightmare.

And also how seasoning, even salt is banned in Pomefiore. LET ME EAT FLAVOURFUL FOOD IN PEACE.

[demnianthro]

“put my full ass and tits into that” - from a girl (me) who is nuzzled face first in tits

[aropride]

i made a bracelet :D and i only fucked up the knot a little bit

[merkzlockr]

she just discovered the horrors of yt kids tadc content farming

[oleander-neruim]

• Pearl, Titled Aeolus, the whimsical Ruler of the Winds: As friendly as she is to visitors, she does have a rather hard time resisting causing some trouble now and then.

• Fwhip, the unpredictable Messenger God of travel, luck, & speed: He's considered unpredictable at best and borderline maniacal at worst. He falls far past the line of a "trouble-maker" but can't help himself in becoming a close companion of Sausage's (at least, as "close" as the Gods can be considered).

• Gemini, the dangerous & protective Goddess & Sorceress: She's shrouded in warnings of her power & her silver-tongue. While stories will call her a "Witch" or "Temptress," she considers herself a guardian who who will do whatever it takes to protect the one's she loves.

•[Gods of "The God Games"]•

-> when they're properly & fully revealed in the musical, I'll be able to give proper descriptions/character to them all. These are more-or-less base concepts of them <-

• Oli, the God of the Sun, music, & archery

• Pixl, the God of the Forge, fire, & craft

• Lady Katherine, the righteous Goddess of Love, beauty, & war

• Shrub, the combative God of War & bravery

• Joey, the spiteful God of marriage & family

Round 2 of the characters complied!

I look forward to fleshing out some of these characters more as they're revealed but, as of now, these are gonna be the concepts for The God.

While it doesn't fully effect how the characters are going to be portrayed, I'm more than open to getting information or stories on the Greek Gods equivalents of these characters.

I'm not fully versed in the stories & representations of the Gods aside from some Google searches now and the. I also love learning mythology and all that comes with it so. Feel free lmao.

I do believe there will be One more character post after this before i start working on penning & story-line art.

In the meantime, feel free to continue asking whatever your hearts desire.

Do enjoy your time here.

[calware]

a kanaya image is never complete without her iconic weirdgirl stare

[cyanid-apple]

*in which the two lovers are bonded into something greater than themselves

**that all living things in the universe are part of a single consciousness

[cyberchronics]

・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[part one]

ashamed of how long this took me to get out >_<

stalker mahito + getting punished (part two)

✶ dubcon (again mahito wants it but not explicitly said) ✶

★ sub yan mahito, mean dom reader, stalking (ofc), bondage, shibari, punishment, cock rings, orgasm denial, unprotected rough sex, marking, when I say delusional... did not mean for this to be so kinky but if the shoe fits ★

✩∘₊ ✩*✯☆⃟⃟⃟✯*✩₊∘✩

mahito has, of course, not learned his lesson from last night.

if anything, it's only encouraged him more. the entire day he's taking full advantage of being invisible to non-sorcerers to walk right beside you in public, snaking an arm around your waist lovingly and reveling in your ticked-off expression.

you can barely fight off the urge to make a scene over seemingly nothing while he's having the best time. mahito doesn't care that he's making you feel sick. that you squirm away from his touch subtly and push his hands away at every opportunity.

it makes him way too happy to be here in the moment. to be so delusional that he tricks himself into believing that maybe there's a small glimmer of hope that this relationship could be real.

that fantasy ends as soon as mahito makes the mistake of coming back.

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From the start, it's obvious that Mahito is looking to get caught. He fumbles with the window lock, though the fact you had replaced it didn't help, and opens the glass obnoxiously wide. Despite the time of the night, you're not lying in bed as per usual. How odd. Is his sweetheart avoiding him?

He can tell you're here. The familiar bed he lays in while you're gone is still radiating warmth when he runs his hand down the silky sheets. You always did have good taste, didn't you? Maybe that's why you gave Mahito so much attention last time instead of just calling the police or exorcizing him.

Pushing the thought aside for now, he ventures further inside the house to continue the search. When he approaches the bathroom the sound of constantly streaming water against tile filling the hall, the pieces click together immediately... what a treat he's stumbled upon.

When he's placed in such a position, you can't blame Mahito for letting his mind wander. He presses his ear against the cheap door, listening intently to the way you quietly hum while taking a shower as his eyes flutter shut. He imagines how beautiful you must look soaked in water, bare skin shining brightly and highlighting your body.

Seeing you so exposed last night was nice. The picture of your messy hair and exposed skin is burned into his brain. But.... maybe a little peek won't hurt. If anything, he'll just have enough masturbation material to lie low until you're not as pissed. It's a win-win situation.

Once he's managed to sneak inside the bathroom, the sight is all he could've wanted. Clear glass leaves nothing to the imagination and the way your body looks just makes him want to run his hands all over it, to commit it to memory as if your form will be the last thing he sees. And come to think of it... after tonight that just might be true.

He's so distracted he doesn't even notice the water being turnt off, captivated by the idea of your body on top of his own. Your eyes turn wide out of suprise as you finally turn around and notice him, before narrowing as you slide open the glass and walk over to him.

You never hesitate. It's one of his favorite things about you. While others would rush to throw on a towel or scream at the top of their lungs you just grab his hair and force him into your room, body still dripping with water. Mahito knows he's in for one hell of a night when you push him onto the bed, not even looking back as you reach underneath and pull out a length of rope.

It doesn't take long for him to get stripped and bound up in red, hands suspended above his head and tied to the headboard with ease. He's much more tolerable when he's naked except for the red shibari painting the pale canvas of his skin and obscuring his black stitches. Roughly textured knots dig into his flesh hard enough to purple it and– God, you look incredible. He'd reach out and touch you if it was possible.

Mahito's just about to slip into another daydream when he's delivered a familiar slap, the impact making a rosy color bloom on the already bruised skin. He's barely given time to recover, his already hard cock being squeezed harshly as a quiet whine slips out in tandem. It's not for his benefit as you give him way too fast strokes, your thumb-stopping to fidget with the silver ring at the base of his cock whenever he tries to fuck your fist.

This little game goes on until he's painfully hard, now red dick slapping against his stomach as you let go of it. He's been moaning throughout the entire experience as he writhes in place, unsure if he's chasing more or less as the line between pleasure and pain starts to blur. Mismatched eyes look up at you as you move up to straddle him, a bleary look only intensifying as you line up his leaky tip with your entrance and slip it inside.

He wishes he could savor the feeling for longer, reach up, and spread your legs apart so he can admire the way you squeeze tight around him. You give him no such luxury as you bounce on his cock relentlessly. Mahito watches as you pinch your nipples, teeth tugging at your bottom lip as you slam your hips down on his own. You're using him like a toy for your pleasure and fuck, it makes him want to cum so bad. Want to fill you deep and watch as his cum leaks out, spread your puffy hole then stuff it with his finger to keep you from wasting a drop.

Mahito cries in frustration as you flutter around him before cumming, making a mess of both of you and the sheets underneath. You leave him like that, pent up and frustrated, as you pull away and roll over to lie beside him on the bed. There's a silence that comes over the room as you yawn, causing hope to bubble up in his chest as he isn't immediately sent away. "I guess... you can stay. Just for tonight." You mumble as you pull on your blanket, half-heartedly draping it over the two of you. There's no effort to untie him before you drift off, to at least let him finish before you sleep.

He's okay with that if it means being with you.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: highly anticipated!! hope it lives up to expectations :3c this probably will not get another part (at least for a while) bc how much I struggled with this one but I hope u enjoyed <3

[gatalentan]

the reason i havent been as active on here as normal is because i've been being delusional in meatspace instead 🌻. 2 over 1 cross stitch on 20 count evenweave (tiny stitches), currently at about 24hrs-ish clocked in this week.

[goliraz]

femmed the hell up

[jammerskrik]