#Deep space: 🐙

[mister0ctopus]

blame the government

One Shot - Min Yoongi

Pairings: GovernmentWorker!Yoongi x Reader

Summary:  "suck a d!ck and choke on it!” you told that annoying Min Yoongi guy. But why are you the one on your knees now?

Ratings: 18+ ONLY!!! Minors do not interact.

Warnings: Explicit language, Mature Contents, Swearing, Oral

Au/Genre: Small town au, Smut

Word Count: 4.3K

🐙 a/n: inspired by when i was processing some papers a few days ago and everything was just pure hassle ugh…anyway, this is just smut.. umm.. im ovulating lol sorry not sorry

🐙 Masterlist / AskMe!

You’ve always known you’re a city girl at heart, despite being born and raised on a small island. Although you look forward to visiting your parents at least once a year, you’ve never seen yourself settling into the slow, quiet life of your hometown.

The island looks like a postcard come to life—pristine waterfalls, lush mountains, and white sand beaches, it’s the perfect vacation destination. Everyone knows everyone.

And while you love the sense of community that comes with it, you’re not a fan of how everyone seems to know everyone’s business.

People tend to be nosy about everyone's life. You let Jake walk you home in the morning, and by lunch, everyone thinks you’re dating. By supper, you’re pregnant.

Life in the city has been everything y ou need—a good-paying corporate job that lets you work remotely, a cozy apartment nestled among great cafes, and a small but tight-knit circle of friends.

Despite the crowds, the city offers you something the island never could: anonymity and the freedom to just exist. Here, people are too busy minding their own lives to pry into yours, and that space feels more liberating than the island's open skies, ironically.

It’s a nice place to visit, but never a place to stay.

So when your parents called one day asking you to come home and take care of their small gift shop while your dad recovered from an illness, you hesitated. First, you’d miss the coffee shops around your apartment because, let’s face it, they don’t have those on the island. Second, you had no idea how long you’d be gone, unsure of how long it would take for your dad to fully recover and get back on his feet.

But you love your parents and would do anything for them.

So, you packed your bags, hoping a month would be enough—after all, that’s all you packed for. You handed your apartment keys (duplicates) to your friends so they could check in for emergencies, then hugged them goodbye. You promised to stay in touch through video calls and regular updates, but deep down, you knew it wouldn’t be easy. Between different work schedules and the island’s crappy reception, staying connected was bound to be a challenge.

The moment you arrived on the island, you took a deep breath of fresh, crisp air. You always did this—it was one thing you genuinely missed about the place. Your mom picked you up from the airport and hugged you tightly.

In a regretful tone, she said, “I’m so glad you’re here. I’m sorry you had to come, honey. Your dad’s condition is getting worse by the day, and I just can’t keep running the shop on my own—”

“Mom, it’s fine,” you cut her off gently. “I’m glad I’m here, and I’m sorry about Dad. He’ll be okay. Everything’s going to be okay, alright?”

She had been so apologetic about the situation, knowing how much you disliked staying too long.

The first few weeks were a whirlwind. Your mom showed you the ropes, and while you’d helped out in the past—manning the cashier or receiving orders—it was an entirely different challenge to actually run the gift shop. Thankfully, Namjoon, your childhood friend, your parents’ “unofficial son", and also your co-manager, had been helping you a lot. Working with someone close to both you and your parents made everything feel a little more bearable.

Managing the shop was exhausting, but when you were told you’d need to process some paperwork at the town hall, you realized things were about to get even harder.

After a grueling one-hour drive, you arrived at the town hall, immediately noticing the long queue at the Business Licensing Office. It took a frustrating 40 minutes before your number was finally called. Approaching the front desk, you explained the reason for your visit and handed over your documents.

The staff scanned them and, after a moment, informed you that your documents were no longer valid and that you would need to restart the entire process from step one.

You told her, "This doesn’t make sense.”

She glanced at it before replying, "It’s a new rule from the mayor’s office. I’m sorry."

A beat.

You couldn’t believe this. This was ridiculous. You weren’t one to make a scene, but it wasn’t unreasonable to ask for a manager when there was a legitimate issue, right?

Before you knew it, you firmly said, “I’d like to speak to your manager. Or your head. Or whoever is in charge of this department. Right now.”

The poor girl eyes widened with anxiety. “This is the process, ma’am. I’m sorry.”

“I understand,” you said, holding your ground. “But I still need to speak to someone in charge.”

She left and went to the door behind her. After a few minutes, she got back and told you to follow her inside the room.

When you step into the room, you see a man with a dark hair behind a massive desk, his attention absorbed by a mountain of paperwork. The sound of your footsteps barely registers as he flicks his gaze up briefly, then returns to writing, his face impassive.

"Please, sit down. I'm Min Yoongi, the head of this office. How can I help you?" His tone is firm but detached, like he's got somewhere else to be, like you're an interruption he’s forced to deal with.

You take a breath, steeling yourself, and sit across from him. "I understand you have a new process in place, but this doesn’t makes sense and its making everyone’s lives difficult," you say, voice steady but the frustration you've been carrying slipping into your words.

He doesn’t even look up. "Could you elaborate on which part of the new process is making everyone’s lives difficult?" His voice is flat, uninterested, as he continues to scribble.

You clench your jaw. "Your staff told me I need to go back to step one. When was this new process implemented, and why wasn’t anyone informed sooner?”

“This new rule is from the Mayor's office,” he replies, still focused on his paperwork, his tone detached. “If you have a problem with it, you can take it upstairs.”

His words hit you like a slap in the face. "No," you snap, leaning forward. "You are the head of this office, right? Then you take it upstairs." Your voice cracks with barely contained anger.

His eyes flick to you for a split second, then back to his papers. "I’m just following orders from above."

"Just blindly following orders? Even when they’re nonsense?" You’re seething, barely keeping it together. "Do you swallow whatever they feed you without question? No backbone at all?" Words spilling out before you can stop them.

This time, you have his attention. He sets his pen down, finally looking at you. His gaze is sharp, amused, as though he’s studying you.

"I'm sorry, I didn’t catch your name," he says, his voice almost calm, like he’s trying to reset the tension in the room.

"YN," you cut him off, not in the mood for pleasantries. You’re done with the small talk. "Let’s cut to the chase."

YN," he repeats slowly, almost savoring your name. "As I mentioned earlier, this new rule originates from the Mayor's office. It has been enforced by higher authorities, and unfortunately, it's beyond our control."

"But does it make sense to you?" You almost hiss the words. You are so frustrated you feel the heat in your ears. "If it does, then I’ll walk out of here and do whatever bullshit you’re telling me, but I need to know if it makes sense to you."

His gaze doesn’t waver, but something flickers in his eyes. "It doesn’t," he admits, his voice low. "But what I think doesn’t matter. My hands are tied here. There's nothing we can do. Trust me, we tried."

"So, you know it’s nonsense, but you still follow? And you call yourself the head of this department?" You feel acid in your throat. Your words burn.

"I am," he says, his voice suddenly colder. "Until the end of the week. After that, someone else will take over. You can come back next week and maybe get a different answer."

The indifference in his voice is like a slap. You stare at him, your mind spinning. Is this a joke? The sheer incompetence in this place is maddening.

You feel the anger rise. Before you can stop yourself, the words burst out.

"You know what?" You glance at the nameplate on his table facing you. "Min Yoongi? Suck a dick!"

You stand up, your pulse racing, and storm toward the door. But before you step out, you turn back, rage flooding your chest, and you spit the final words. "And choke on it."

You don’t wait for a response. You slam the door behind you, the sound echoing down the hallway, your heart still pounding, your hands trembling with the anger.

Min Yoongi is a sensible man. Always the voice of reason, with a clear head on his shoulders. He’s able to see every side of the story and offer solid advice when it counts.

And that's exactly why he's laughing now—like a damn madman—because his staff is still standing there with her mouth hanging open after you stormed out. And here he is, laughing.

It was almost as if a whirlwind had just swept through his office. He cocked his head, still trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened. He was caught between admiration for your boldness and disbelief at your audacity.

But to be fair, he could’ve been nicer when he was talking to you. He could’ve put on a more customer service-y tone, you know? But honestly, he was just done. Done with repeating the same damn thing over and over this week.

When he was first told about the new process, he went to the mayor and laid it out—how ridiculous it was, how they needed to delay it, give people time to adjust. Just like you said.

But if there's one thing working in government taught him, it’s this: You can’t stop a system built on corruption and incompetence. You can delay it, maybe make it more palatable for people, but you can never truly change it.

And that’s what he did. He tried to delay it, but the changes were final, along with many other decisions in the town hall. That’s why he resigned, and this week is his last.

Because honestly, they can all suck a dick and choke on it.

You went home that night and told Namjoon about everything that went down. He was wide-eyed the entire time, laughing at your boldness.

He offered to take care of the paperwork for you, especially since he knew almost everyone in town. You thankfully accepted, but you'd have to manage the shop alone while he handled it.

After a stressful week, you decided to go with Namjoon to a beach party to unwind. It was a cozy little bar with soft lighting and a bonfire. The moment you stepped in, you felt your stress melt away, the sound of music, laughter, and chatter filling the air. It had been so long since you allowed yourself to just relax.

As you talked to Namjoon and his friends, you caught sight of someone across the room. Was that… The guy from the town hall? What was his name—Min Yoongi?

He was sitting at a table in the corner, surrounded by friends, his eyes locked on you with a smirk that made you want to wipe it right off his face. He was wearing an oversized short-sleeve shirt with a tropical leaf print, paired with a black undershirt and accessorized with silver necklaces and bracelets. Ok??? Why he kinda look… hot??

Nah, you shook your head. It was just that you hadn’t been with anyone in a while, plus you were ovulating. You quickly pushed the thought away.

He remained looking at you as he drank from his highball glass. You squinted your eyes at him in mockery, then rolled them.

Childish? Yeah, but you didn’t think you’d ever be friends with him. Freaking rude!

But Yoongi’s gaze didn’t leave you. He watched you talk to others, sipping on his drink. His mind went back to that moment in his office. That filthy mouth.

There’s a town fair this weekend, so you decide to close the shop and finally experience it. You’ve never had the chance before, and you're excited.

You head to the town with Namjoon and wander through the bazaar, checking out every stand. The town is alive with excitement and vibrant colors, and you can't help but feel joy.

You wore a short white sundress, feeling the warm breeze against your skin. You’d bought flowers from one of the stands, excited to give them to your dad, and as you strolled with Namjoon, ice cream in hand, you couldn’t help but feel the energy of the fair all around you.

Then, you spotted him.

Again.

It's a small town, after all.

Min Yoongi. Casual in a black tee, jeans, and a damn man bun. His hair tied up like that made you feel warmer than you should. He was strolling with his friends, laughing and flashing that gummy smile, looking effortlessly cool and youthful. But then, his eyes met yours. The smile shifted, twisting into a lopsided, cocky grin.

He gave you a once over and you shot him the same look and rolled your eyes.

He’s annoying.

He’s hot.

Yep, you are definitely ovulating.

The night came, and after giving your dad the flowers and setting aside the things you bought from the bazaar in the corner of your room, you head back to the fair with Namjoon to enjoy the festivities.

The town fair was already beautiful in the daylight, but when night fell, it transformed into something even more breathtaking. Lights twinkled like stars and the decorations danced with colors. It felt as if you’d stepped into a fairy tale.

You couldn’t help but admire the effort everyone put in to make this happen.

Namjoon had gone off to grab more drinks for you, but he still hadn’t come back. He was probably swept away or cornered somewhere—bro couldn’t help himself when given the chance to yap. Left alone in the corner, you absentmindedly sipped from your red cup, lost in the festive buzz around you.

Then, you heard a voice. “I like this look on you.”

You’d recognize that voice anywhere. That deep, almost raspy voice, slow drawl, lazily dragging out each word. Like someone who’s drunk, but somehow his words are clear.

Ugh. Min Yoongi.

So you turned, eyebrows raised. “What look?”

“Mouth shut.” He said, settling beside you, sipping his red cup, eyes scanning around.

You rolled your eyes. “What do you want?”

“Seems like your tall friend left you.”

“Mind your business.”

“I am.” His gaze lingered on you, scanning your face.

You narrowed your eyes. “For someone who didn’t have much to say last time, you sure talk a lot tonight.”

He raised an eyebrow. “For someone with a lot of filth to say, you’re pretty stingy with words tonight.”

You sigh as you face him. "You know, I kinda like that look on you, too."

He smirks, that lopsided, cocky grin spreading across his face, like he already knows what you're trying to say. "What look?"

You lean in, your voice low but dripping with mockery. "Mouth shut."

You couldn’t keep your mouth shut. You tried to cover it, but good lord, you just couldn’t. Because Min Yoongi is devastatingly good with his tongue.

After the heated back-and-forth in the open field, a quiet, simmering tension lingered between you two. Then, everything blurred. The next thing you knew, he was striding toward his car, parked far from the light, hidden in the shadows. Without a second thought, you followed him. Every step was deliberate, charged with intent.

Now, his face is buried between your thighs, your legs draped over his shoulders as you both occupy the cramped space of the backseat. You don’t know how you ended here. All you know is that your dress barely clings to you, bunched up around your stomach, leaving your chest exposed, nipples hard and sensitive from all his sucking.

Your panties dangle desperately from one foot as Yoongi devours you with all his might.

 His tongue is relentless, lapping at your folds like a man on a mission, his grip on your hips so tight you’re certain it’ll leave bruises. He’s so incredible—so fucking incredible—that your mind spins. Sure, you’ve been eaten out before, but this? This is just–

“Oh my g-god!” Your fist tangle in his dark, silky hair as you grind against his mouth, desperate for more. He chuckles, the vibration against your core sending a shiver down your spine.

“So fucking sweet,” he murmurs, his breath warm against your slick skin before flattening his tongue over your clit. The pressure makes you buck your hips and moan, your attempt to control your sound failing miserably.

“F-fuck, Yoongi—holy shit,” you gasp, as he slides his middle finger inside you, curling perfectly upward, his lips never leaving your clit as he sucks and licks with maddening precision.

He starts slow, teasing, and your legs tremble with overstimulation.

“Yeah? That feel good, huh?” he rasps, his hooded eyes locked onto yours.

You can’t form a coherent response, his name spilling from your lips between moans and profanities.

When he adds a second finger, it has your head tilting back, a loud moan escaping as he pumps into you steadily, his tongue working in tandem with his fingers. Each curl, each flick, drives you closer to the edge, and you’re completely at his mercy.

“Ohh god, fuuuck—I’mmmngh close,” you mewl, your legs trembling as your fingers tighten in his hair.

He doesn’t stop, doesn’t even falter, just lets out a low, satisfied laugh as he licks up the slick dripping from your center. His fingers pump into you faster now, each thrust hitting that spot, and the knot in your core coils tighter and tighter.

“Gonna come for me?” he asks, voice husky and teasing.

You nod frantically, your breath hitching, unable to force the words past your lips.

“I asked you a question,” he growls, and gave you a sharp slap to your cunt.

“Y-yes! Fuck, please!” you cry, your voice breaking. This motherfucker. But holy shit—the sting makes you gasp, and before you can process the sensation, his tongue is back on your clit, relentless and unforgiving.

And then it happens. His fingers pump faster, deeper, curling just right, and with one last flick of his tongue, you shatter. You come hard, your body arching off the seat, thighs trembling uncontrollably as your climax takes over your body.

You haven’t fully gathered your thoughts when his lips crash back onto yours, and suddenly, you’re tasting yourself on his tongue. The kiss is deep and messy and before you know it, he’s pulling you up to straddle him.

That’s when you realize—he’s still fully clothed. The contrasting sensation of his rough jeans against your bare thighs, while you’re so exposed and undone, is making you want more.

His tongue leaves your mouth to trail along your jaw, hot and wet, before settling on the sensitive spot of your neck. He sucks and licks, his hands palming your breasts, thumbs circling your nipples, and you arch into his touch. Soft moans escape you as the heat pools more and more between your legs.

Your shaky hands reach for his belt, undoing it as he bucks his hips up to help you strip him. The moment his pants are out of the way and your wet, sensitive folds brush against his hardness, you instinctively grind along his length. The low hiss that escapes him is almost feral.

“Fuck,” he groans, his voice strained. “You’re gonna make me come like this.”

His head falls back, his eyes fluttering shut as his jaw clenches. His grip tightens on your waist, guiding your movements. You can feel every inch of his hardness pressing against your soaked core, and it’s almost too much. The heat, the friction—it’s unbearable. You grind against him with ease, your slick making each movement effortless, drawing shaky breaths from his chest.

The air is thick with the sound of your panting breaths and the faint creak of the car seat beneath you. Yoongi shifts just enough to reach for something, his movements deliberate. Then, there’s a pause, followed by a low, frustrated groan.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “I ran out of condoms, babe.”

Your body hums with heat, desire drowning out all reason. The words are out before you think.

“Then I want you to fuck my throat.”

His lips twitch into a crooked smirk, that infuriating cockiness flashing across his face as he sinks back into the seat, “Yeah? Thought you’d never ask.”

Without hesitation, you slide off the him and onto the floor between his legs. The space is cramped, your knees pressing against the unforgiving surface, but none of it matters. You need him. He adjusts, settling deeper into the seat, giving you more room as he stares down at you.

“Fuck,” he groans, his voice dropping an octave, his dark eyes following your every move. “Look at you. Knew you’d look so good on your knees.”

You don’t respond. Instead, you reach for him, wrapping your fingers around his cock—thick, heavy, and already leaking. Pre-cum glistens at the tip, catching the faint glow from a distant streetlight outside the window. So big, so pretty, and you can’t help but admire it before giving it a slow, deliberate pump.

“Holy shit,” he breathes, head falling back for just a moment before his hooded gaze snaps to you again. His hand finds its way to your hair, fingers tangling through the strands—not pushing—yet.

You flick your tongue against the head, tasting the salt of him, and his hips twitch in response. Slowly, you take him into your mouth, inch by inch, letting him stretch your lips as you hollow your cheeks. A shaky curse falls from his mouth, his grip tightening slightly as you take him deeper.

“That’s it,” he hisses, voice rough and dripping with disbelief. “Knew that mouth would feel fucking perfect.”

You hum around him, sending vibrations down his length, and a strangled groan rips from his throat. His hips jerk forward instinctively, and you glance up at him through your lashes, teasing as you pull back just enough to swirl your tongue around the tip.

“Don’t—” he chokes out, jaw clenching tight. “—fucking tease me right now.”

Your smirk is fleeting, because you’re already sinking back down, taking him deeper. You relax your throat, breathing through your nose as he fills your mouth inch by inch until he hits the back. His control finally snaps.

“Goddamn it,” he grits out, his voice strained. His hips roll forward, slow at first, as his hand holds your head steady. You let him take control, let him use you the way he needs. His movements grow harder, faster, fucking into your mouth until tears prick at the corners of your eyes and spit pools at the sides of your lips.

“You like this, huh?” he growls, eyes locked on you as your nails dig into his thighs for balance. “Fucking your face, letting me use that pretty little mouth?”

The words make your core throb, heat pooling between your legs. You gagged when he thrusts deeper, pushing your head down and holding you there. Tears streak your cheeks, your throat stretching as he groans, his voice rough and unrestrained.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, gaze dark and primal. “So pretty for me. Choking around my cock like a filthy little slut.”

His words make you moan around him, sending a fresh jolt of pleasure through his body. His grip tightens, his hips stuttering as his breathing grows ragged and uneven.

“Baby—shit—I’m gonna—”

With one final thrust, he slams you down onto him, his cock pulsing as he spills into your throat. A guttural groan rips from his chest, his body trembling, shuddering through his release. You take everything he gives you, swallowing every drop as he holds you there, panting hard.

When he finally lets go, you pull back, wiping the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand. Your lips are swollen, your cheeks streaked with tears, and you look up at him with a smug little smirk.

Yoongi leans back against the seat, his chest still heaving as he catches his breath. A dark, breathless chuckle escapes him, and his fingers find their way to your face, gently wiping away your tears and fixing your messy hair lazily.

“‘Suck a dick and choke on it,’ huh?” he murmurs, that cocky grin plastered across his face.

You roll your eyes, but you let him pull you up. He helps you to your knees, his hands surprisingly gentle as he tucks himself back into his pants and you adjust your clothes. You both make a hasty effort to smooth your hair, stealing quick glances out the window to make sure no one saw.

Once you’re both settled, Yoongi leans in, a cocky smirk playing on his lips. "I’ve got condoms at home, you wanna see?” he mutters, eyes glinting with mischief.

Exhausted, you roll your eyes again and flash him a playful grin.

You check your phone, and you see three messages from Namjoon.

Joonie: Wru? I got cornered by some friends Joonie: Yo! Cant find u! Joonie: Jimin saw u go with Yoongi to his car??? Are u guys fucking???

You almost choke on your own saliva when you read the third one.

Shit. This Min Yoongi guy is definitely going to be trouble.

[ducksido]

In the ‘what if yuu died’ in the overblots- dont remember which one rn cause i cried a lot- in leona’s segment u mentioned he brought back a plant that was said to bring back the dead- what if it worked????

(Continuation/Alternate Ending of Leona’s Segment from the “What if Yuu died” series)

The plant was a myth. That’s what everyone said. Something ancient. Buried in ruins deep in the Scalding Sands. Said to bloom only under moonlight after being watered with the tears of someone who lost everything. Leona didn’t believe in fairy tales—but he had nothing left to lose.

He did everything the old scrolls said:

Dug the roots bare-handed, bleeding into the soil.

Watered it with his tears—only once, quietly, when no one could see.

Carried it back to Yuu’s resting place, even though the others told him it was time to let go.

And then...

It bloomed. Just once.

A brilliant, golden flower unlike any he’d seen before—glowing faintly in the night.

He planted it at Yuu’s grave, pressing it gently into the soil. He didn’t speak. Didn’t pray. Just sat beside them, waiting. One night passed. Then two.

On the third night, he woke to the sound of movement. Something shifting the earth. A small, pained gasp—raspy, unfamiliar after so long.

He nearly choked on his breath when he saw fingers clawing through the dirt.

Leona dug, heart slamming in his chest. "No—no way—don’t play with me like this—"

And then Yuu was there. Alive. Dirty. Cold. Weak. But breathing.

The Aftermath

🦁 Leona is stunned. For the first time in his life, he’s shaking, holding Yuu like they’ll disappear if he lets go.

“You idiot... You really came back... You scared the hell outta me.” He never cries again—but that night, he almost does.

Side Effects?

But magic always has a cost.

Yuu remembers being gone. It wasn’t peaceful. Something in the darkness wanted to keep them.

Their magic is strange now. Unstable. Like something else came back with them.

The plant withered the moment they returned… and the soil around it hasn’t grown a single thing since.

Still, they’re alive.

And Leona… never lets them out of his sight again.

REACTIONS

🦁 Savanaclaw

Leona: "Tch… Told you I’d bring ‘em back—now shut up and move, they need space." Ruggie: "Okay, I’m officially freaked out, but… welcome back, Yuu." Jack: "This is… real? You’re really here? Stars above…"

🌹 Heartslabyul

Riddle: "I failed you once—I won’t again, I swear it on every rule I know." Trey: "You being alive is sweeter than any tart I’ve ever made." Cater: "Yuu? Alive? Wait—I need, like, a thousand photos to believe this!" Ace: "I thought I’d never get to annoy you again—don’t scare us like that, dummy!" Deuce: "We’ll protect you better this time—no matter what it takes!"

🐙 Octavinelle

Azul: "Defying death… Yuu, you're more powerful than any contract I've ever seen." Jade: "Fascinating—truly, not even the ocean hides such mysteries." Floyd: "Shriiimpy’s back~? Ooh, I missed squishin’ ya!"

🔥 Scarabia

Kalim: "Yuu!! You’re okay!! This is the best party surprise ever!" Jamil: "Magic that revives the dead... That kind of power shouldn’t exist."

🪞 Pomefiore

Vil: "You were already radiant in life—death couldn’t hold you, of course." Rook: "La résurrection! You are beauty born anew, ma proie divine!" Epel: "You came back just like in them fairytales… Damn, that’s cool!"

🐉 Diasomnia

Malleus: "The dead do not simply return… unless fate itself bends for you." Lilia: "Heh, I’ve seen many strange things—but this might top them all." Silver: "I dreamed of you every night… and now you’re here." Sebek: "Don’t you dare vanish again, human—I… we need you!"

🎭 Ignihyde

Idia: "Okayokayokay, Yuu being alive is cool but also—what if you’re, like, a lich now??" (Bonus: He still hugs them and sobs while rambling.)

🌸 RSA (and related + Grim)

Neige: "You’re alive?! That’s wonderful! I—I can’t stop crying!" Rollo: "That flower… is an abomination. But even I cannot condemn your return." Grim: "Don’t ever leave me again, henchhuman! I’ll claw anyone who tries!"

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ エロチックトバー２０２４> MDNI / EXPLICIT CONTENT

STICKY HONEYMOON 🍼 SABO X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 9: CREAMPIE

🐙 requested by: Anonymous. Hey! 🎀 May I request Sabo(OP) x female reader for the 9th day, please? I'm not sure if I can ask for this, but let it be in the style of Fluff with a bit of spice, just like our blond. Thank you and wishing you inspiration! ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. as requested it is fluffy and smutty 💕 a couple of newlyweds enjoying their honeymoon with loads of sex. cream pie. masturbation. and so much lovemaking. 🐙 wc: 1,1 k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

Arms like snakes all around your body. Sabo’s golden locks grazing your nape, his nose buried on your spine. Warm breath wetting the space in between your shoulder blades. His fiery hands hanging on your belly, hardness against your ass… 

“Nmhg…” Sabo mutters, as he inhales the scent of your skin. It is late, very late. Night has fallen some hours ago,  with bodies sore from the day… you’ve chosen your honeymoon to be an adventurous one. 

“Mh? What is it, babe?” you ask, lifting your ass a little bit more so that you can feel his erection growing bigger against you. Being the little spoon with your now husband, is all you want for the night. 

Sabo knows, exactly, what you are doing. And excitement, lust and need turns a little flame into a big fire… 

“I love you…” he murmurs, planting a peck on your shoulder. His hips begin to move; it feels as if he was dry humping on against your buttocks. “I still can’t believe you have finally become my wife…” 

You smile against the pillow, a beam so big can’t even fit your face. Sabo can be this and even more romantic when it comes to you. 

“I love you too, my sweet husband…” you whisper back, passing your hand to the back, caressing his hip side with a loving sexy graze. Such graze, then, turns into your nails clawing into his milky skin… and that, to him, it only means one simple thing; go ahead Sabo-kun, fuck me! 

Needless to say, both lay naked on silky sheets. Already sweat imbued fabric, as it’s been putting up with nights of hot love making sessions. And tonight, it won’t be the exception.

“What you want, mh? You want me deep inside you again?” Sabo asks, whispering right into your ear, biting your lobe right after. 

You giggle, once again your nails carve marks on his flesh. Pulling him even closer to your ass, you can even feel how his hard sex slides in between your cheeks. 

“Deep, yes. Very deep, babe… plus, this time, I want you to fill me up with your cum” you request; the intimacy of your relationship has stripped you from any shame whatsoever. 

Sabo grunts, there is only so much a man can take. He can be strong, but those words are simply a detrimental move you have just made. 

 His right hand slides down your waist up to your lower belly and then to your sex. His fingers wander through your anatomy, separating your folds just enough to reach your clit. Sabo finds those lands as expected; wet, more than dampened. He gloats, he knows his dick will slide so deliciously in and out, and the sound of every ram will be music to his ears. 

He begins tracing circles on your pleasure button, as his free hand reaches for your left breast. Erect, hard, sensitive, that’s how he finds it everything he touches on your body. 

You react to his pinching and massaging, whimpering low, jolting every time he stimulates it all at the same time. His sex, as well, hasn’t been left out of this intercourse prelude; it, by itself and powered by increasing hardness and throbbing pulses, moves in the search of your entrances. Coated by your honeys, that have already wet the inner side of your thighs, and mixing with his own precum, finds enough lubrication to finally meet with your fleshy folds. 

“Fuck me, please…” his masturbation can be perfect, but the heat growing stronger inside you and walls that ache to be stretched get the best of you. “Fuck me, Sabo… I want you so deep inside of me…” 

You didn’t need to ask, and still Sabo enjoys such pleading like a trophy, like a medal. Ego bursting; ego and shaft exploding. 

“Are you sure you want me inside you, my sweet wife?” he asks, enjoying a little bit more how your hips move on their own, desperate to feel him pumping into you. 

“Dear husband, if you don’t fuck me right now…” you playfully -and perhaps even a little cranky- threaten him. 

The blond revolutionary laughs sweetly; there is nothing more he could ever want now than to fuck you as you ask. And so, he does… 

On its own, with a simple forth hip movement, his sex finally penetrates you. It takes him no effort, as it seems your body has been made for his, and his has been made for yours. Truly soul, mind and flesh mates. 

He hugs your waist from behind, ramming into you so deeply and violently, exactly as you like it. 

The back of your head fall on his shoulder, reaching with your mouth his. Million kisses that deepen the more the in and out rhythm increases. It lets the commissure of your lips shiny, erratic tongues sometimes can’t be precise, and the need for oxygen also makes it even more messy. 

And just as predicted, your juices both mix and let him move so perfectly in sync with you, and the sound of the slapping skins play a sinful ambrosial melody. But it is what abandons your lips from time to time what makes it even magical; whispered, breath, inhaled “I love yous” fill the room, the love nest you both chose to consummate your marriage. 

Your milking walls, your spasming muscles, your moans and whines… 

“Don’t stop… don’t… stop… I’m close, please-”  “ngh… not… stopping….”

Your pleads. His grunts. The scent of sex... 

“Were… you- for real? Inside?”  “Fill me the fuck up Sabo, I beg you please… I am… about to… fuck…” 

Sabo takes a deep breath; he needs to get ready; he is about to burst and your core to be flooded with his relief. Sabo is desperate, your climax keeps milking him with no mercy, it feels like you are going to drown his cum from him and he can’t stop it…

“Take it all inside babe… I want to make you so fucking full” he grunts, giving the final thrust to reach for the deepest possible spot.

You can’t even talk, you are just still orgasming, still trembling, savouring the incipient pulses of Sabo’s climax. His belly becomes hard, his arms lock you against his dick; there is no scape now, you are trapped there to be overfilled with his seed. 

Seed so hot it feels like a burning fire taking over your womb, getting to every little corner of your anatomy, going in with pressure as Sabo pushes your lower belly down… oh, Sabo-kun… it feels like fire, it fills so good. 

“I love you, my sweet husband… thank you for the treat” “We are just starting, babe… you are still not even remotely full of it” 

Taglist of amazing babes: @kwnblack @terrabear2003 @eyes-ofhell @votaeto @cokou @seoul-is-a-dream @tinydonkeysforlife @appalost @themessedupsonata @adamsfanficstash @ariesbbytings @animesnowstorm @lenablack9919 @anothersoulless 💖🍓

[worldworseweb]

Angler Fish Alter Pack 𓂃 { Mod Poseidon }

⛓️ BASICS ;

Names 𓂃 Kraven .. Angler .. Anchor .. Trapper .. Eerie

Prns 𓂃 It / Its .. Hx / Hxm .. ? / ¿ .. Lure / Lures .. Abyss / Abyssal .. Blind / Blinded .. [Redacted] / [Redacted] .. ████ / ████s

Age 𓂃 Agehazy .. Palaikian .. Appears in lures late 20s

Gender 𓂃 Masculine Agender .. Genderabyss .. Allseeingic .. Eldritchseathing .. Eeriebodiment .. Uncannything .. Thalastormic .. Noviaeus .. Voidbodiment .. Desean .. Etherio .. Dimbathyic .. Thalassogender .. Vortexic .. Gendersea .. Marinorphic .. Eldrigender .. Seacollector .. Blueperspeque .. Aetherine .. Kenochoric

Orientation 𓂃 Demiromantic .. Demisexual .. Sex-favorable regardless of attraction

Species 𓂃 Anglerfish Merfolk

⛓️ SYSTEM INFO ;

Roles 𓂃 Isolator .. Nightwatcher .. Cynic .. Aggressor

Location 𓂃 Any tight deep-sea cavern will do -- some vague inspiration would be the mariana trench .. Kraken decorates hxs cavern / den with shark teeth, sea shells, beads, pearls, rocks, and various shiny trinkets that abyss collects .. In a special nook is blinds nest, which is made of blue bioluminescent algae and kelp.

Behavior 𓂃 Rarely willingly interacts with others, unless baited into doing so .. It takes a long time to warm up to people, but is more likely to enjoy the company of those who are similarly amused by others negativity .. Enjoys startling / scaring other sysmates by hiding in dark spaces or simply sneaking up on them .. Rarely physically harmful towards other sysmates, instead mocking them and finding their discomfort, anger, or sadness amusing .. May purposefully trigger other sysmates for ?s own amusement .. Will often act cold towards others, but may soften when given compliments or gifts.

Signoffs / Proxies 𓂃 ⚓ ; 🌊 ; ⛓️ ; 👁️‍🗨️

⛓️ EXTRA ;

TransIDs 𓂃 CisNocturnal .. CisLongTongue .. CisImmortal .. CisBlackSclera .. CisAnglerfish .. CisMerfolk .. CisAsshole .. TransAutopsyScars .. TransHalfBlind .. TransSharperSenses .. NullEmotions .. TransDrowned .. TransASPD .. TransEldritchHorror .. TransAplatonic .. TransHeartless .. TransInsomnia .. NullSleep .. PermaMisanthrope .. NullRemorse .. NullReflection .. TransWaterboarder .. TransRaspyVoice .. NullHumanity .. Xenoracial ("Abyssal").

Paras 𓂃 Codes can be found here. 🌊 .. 💧 .. ♨️ .. 🫶🌹 .. 🐊 .. 🦷 .. 🐙 .. 🩳 .. Hybriphilia .. Traviphilia .. Cardiophilia.

Titles 𓂃 The Deep Sea Swimmer .. The Beast that Lures .. It who Lurks in the Dark .. The Seaborn Hunter .. The Sea Cryptid .. The Beast of the Tides .. The Cryptid Beneath the Waves .. The Horror of the Deep

Fashion 𓂃 Usually shirtless .. Adorned with black, cyan, gold, or white beads and shark teeth as body jewelry .. Wears fishhooks as piercings.

Typing Quirk 𓂃 Speaks in italics. If on Discord, may speak in italics and spoilers for each message ( ||*text*|| ). May use ".~" at the end of sentences when mocking others, or being affectionate (not sexually). Often uses periods and proper grammar.

Religion 𓂃 Believes in what lure refers to as "The Ones who Swam the Sea Before", a polytheistic religion with a handful of major and minor Gods that each rule / maintain a particular aspect of bodies of water (Sunlight Zone, Twilight Zone, Midnight Zone, and Abyssal Zone, along with Rivers and Lakes) .. These gods are all various merfolk.

Speech Patterns 𓂃 References the above religion often .. Avoids slang, preferring simple and blunt manners of talking .. Will make common phrases ocean related, or make up ocean-related metaphors in place of common ones (ex. "What in the Seven Seas" instead of "What in the fresh hell / What the fuck") .. May swear often, especially when agitated.

Miscellaneous 𓂃 It both despises and adores aquariums for allowing hxm to feel "at home", while simultaneously lamenting the entrapment of them (regardless of how well they are cared for) .. When agitated, may flare gills or fins .. Enjoys sea shanties and calmer music .. Despises when people say that the ocean is "only 5% explored" or similar statements (due to the misconception that this means we only know about what is in 5% of the ocean).

[ckhalloween]

INSERT THE TAPE.... 📻📼🎧

LISTEN TO THE FAINT HISS AND CRACKLE.... 🐍🍁

DON'T BE AFRAID OF WHAT YOU'LL HEAR 🎃🕷👻🦇🛸😈💀👽🩸🤖🔪

IT'S TIME TO TUNE IN FOR:

We're so excited to bring you this year's Cobra Kai Halloween, because we'll be doing things... a little differently 👀👀👀

Every week will have not one, but two optional prompts for you to choose from: A-side and B-side!

The A-side of the tape will be standard spooky prompts with ideas about where you can take them, while the B-side will give some inspiration to interact with pieces of canon and characters in different ways

ANY kind of artistic response is welcome, but remember to tag your post as #ckhalloween or submit it to us, so that we can see it!

If you're writing fanfic, we have both a standard AO3 collection and an Anonymous AO3 collection if you'd rather keep your creepy, terror-inducing words separate from your handle

IN ADDITION we'll be watching some movies based on the prompts, however we are still looking for people up for streaming (a separate post will be coming up on this year's movies)

With all that are you ready for this year's prompts???????????????? (hell yeah you are!!!!!)

Then let's begin! 🥋

PROMPTS

WEEK ONE (30th Sep - 6th Oct):

A-Side -- Ravenous: The tearing of flesh, desecration of the soul, cannibalism, zombies, deep deep hunger, and becoming something less-than-human in the pursuit of meat… 🩸🧟‍♂️👨‍🍳😏🥩🦴 B-Side -- Deep Cut: A piece of canon you want to sink your teeth into

WEEK TWO (7th Oct - 13th Oct):

A-Side -- The Omen: Chanting and rituals, summonings and signs, cults and religions, veering off the beaten track, sacrifices, ghosts, demons, and fucked up little kids… 🌼🍁👻🔥🌘😈 B-Side -- Cult Classic: A character that’s underrated and deserves some adoration

WEEK THREE (14 Oct - 20th Oct):

A-Side -- Event Horizon: The horrors of space and never-ending houses, losing your mind, doppelgangers, eldritch beings and mysteries you don't want the answer to… 🚀🏠🏚🙃🐙🤯 B-Side -- AU: What nightmares or nonsense can you dream up for our karate heroes?

WEEK FOUR (21st - 27th Oct):

A-Side -- The Lure: Strange creates and beings, fairytales and getting lost in the woods, wishes that go wrong and beasts that shed their skins, Old Gods and the blood of classic tales… 🍄🧜‍♀️🧚‍♂️🐉🕷🕸 B-Side -- Campside Stories: Chilling (or silly) tales the karate gang tell each other over a warm fire or at a sleepover

BONUS PROMPT (28th Oct - 1st Nov)

Ashes To Ashes: Eventually all stories must be told (free space to work on anything you want that's still unfinished) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

If you have questions, please don't hesitate to reach out and ask and we look forward to a very Spooky Halloween!

[paperboy-pb]

Anyway, old animation update from a few weeks back. Still not done yet, though.

For those of you who are new here, you may need some context. Please press the read more button below.

["PAPERBOY" is an indie-webcomic about an artsy little disabled boy. Unfortunately for him, the Special Education staff at his school have not unpacked nor unlearned their ableist (and sometimes, frightful!) tendencies, making his environment nothing short of corrupt. If he does not leave the class within one year, he will die.

Knowing he can't stick around, Matthew Boston does his best to "earn" the right to switch out of there... and kickstarts several shenanigans in the meantime. 🎒📝🚀🌙]

The story is (& always will be) written & drawn by a disabled artist. It is heavily inspired by my experience in an NYC Special Ed program; primarily between the years of 2008 to 2017. It takes a deep look into the trauma ableism within disability spaces can cause, how internalized ableism manifests, and the toll this can take on developing minds.

Our story is not doom and gloom. The experience does wind up prompting Matthew to connect with the disabled kids around him on a deeper level. But be warned that PB is an emotional story; one that will discuss & portray various forms of ableism, abuse, mental health issues, and more, in as much depth as I can go.

Interested? Follow the page! 🐙

[rexscanonwife]

♡ PINNED POST ♡

My name is Jane (I also go by Brie!) And I'm a 26 year old lesbian self shipper that ships with both male and female fictional characters!

I'm taken irl by @/cherry-bomb-ships who you should also follow I love them very much! 💗💗

I have lots of interests (including Star Wars, The Muppets/Fraggle Rock, cartoons, broadway musicals, and many more that I may post about from time to time!)

My main f/o forever and ever is Captain Rex from The Clone Wars! (full f/o list under the cut) here is a WIP lore document of my self insert's story with him if u care to read 🥺🫶 but full f/o list is under the cut!

🌟 Commissions: OPEN 🌟

✨️ EXAMPLES/PRICING ✨️

✨️ TRACK PROGRESS ✨️

Proship do not fucking interact!!

That's it really! I love interaction even if I get tired sometimes and go nonverbal I still lurk and love supporting fellow self shippers whenever I can!! ^ w ^

Follows from @ihaterossfromfriends

❤️ Romantic F/Os ❤️

Captain Rex (Star Wars: The Clone Wars etc.) ship tag: 💙 oh captain my captain 💙 (keep in mind Rex is the ONLY f/o I'm uncomfortable with sharing!)

Crosshair (The Bad Batch) ship tag: 🎯 baby shot me down 🎯

Arthur Claus (Arthur Christmas) ship tag: 🎄 my christmas wish 🎄

Ambrose 'Flycatcher' (The Wolf Among Us/Fables) ship tag: 🐸 hop into my heart 🐸

Wallace (Wallace and Gromit) ship tag: 🧀 will you brie mine? 🧀

Jayce Talis, Viktor, Mel Medarda (Arcane): ship tag: 🔵 hextechule 🔵

Erma Shepherd (Pikmin 4) ship tag: 🐶 puppy love 🐶

Toshinori Yagi/All Might (My Hero Academia) ship tag: ❤️ scars and stripes l💙

Sportacus (Lazytown) ship tag: 🍎 apple of my eye 🍎

Data (Star Trek: The Next Generation) ship tag: 💛 love makes us human 💛

Jacob Holland (The Sea Beast) ship tag: 🌊 how deep is your love? 🌊

Luigi (Super Mario Bros.) ship tag: 💚 two player game 💚

Dell Conagher/Engineer (Team Fortress 2) ship tag: 🛠 my boy builds sentries 🛠

N. Tropy (Crash Bandicoot) ship tag: ⏳️ time on my side ⏳️

Dororo (Sergeant Frog) ship tag: 🌸 romance blooms 🌸

Queen Barb (Trolls 2 World Tour) ship tag: 🎸 hard rock hearts 🎸

Aran Ryan (Punch Out!! For the wii) ship tag: 🍀 lucky love 🍀

Charles Foster Offdensen (Metalocalypse) ship tag: 🍞 my bread and butter 🍞

Professor Utonium (The Powerpuff Girls) ship tag: 🔬 starkissed scientist 🔬

Wyll Ravengard (BG3) ship tag: 🗡 The heart is mightier than the blade 🗡

Sloan Cameron/Venture (Overwatch 2) ship tag: 🪨 I wanna rock with you 🪨

💛 Platonic F/Os 💛

Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars: The Clone Wars/Prequel movies) ship tag: 🔥 general hothead 🔥

Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars: The Clone Wars) ship tag: ✂️ sister snips ✂️

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars: The Clone Wars/Prequel movies) ship tag: 🌌 space dad Jesus 🌌

Kepler Quinn (Star Wars OC) ship tag: 🪐 kepler quinn 🪐

Luke Skywalker & Leia Organa (Star Wars: The OG Trilogy/various) ship tag: 🌟 stars and son 🌟

Izuku Midoriya (My Hero Academia) ship tag: 💚 melon head 💚

Omega + The Bad Batch (The Bad Batch) ship tag: ❤️ 99 reasons i love you ❤️

Jeremy 'Scout' Willis (Team Fortress 2) ship tag: ⚾️ strike out siblings ⚾️

Little Mac (Punch Out!! For the wii) ship tag: 🍔 cheeseburger family 🍔

Toki Wartooth (Metalocalypse) ship tag: 🎸 toki time 🎸

Bubbles (The Powerpuff Girls) ship tag: 💙 sugar 💙

Buttercup (The Powerpuff Girls) ship tag: 💚 spice 💚

Blossom (The Powerpuff Girls) ship tag: 🩷 everything nice 🩷

🩵 Crushes 🩵

Pearl Houzuki & Marina Ida (Splatoon) crush tag: 🦑🐙

Millions Knives (Trigun/Tristamp) crush tag: 🔪

Meryl Strife (Trigun/Tristamp) crush tag: 🤍

Corvus (The Dragon Prince) crush tag: 🪶

Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad) crush tag: ☢️

Rosalina (Super Mario Galaxy/Nintendo) crush tag: 🌠

Trixie Lulamoon (MLP:FiM) crush tag: 🪄

Rarity (MLP:FiM) crush tag: 💎

King Thorax (MLP:FiM) crush tag: 🪲

Julie Joyful (Welcome Home ARG) crush tag: 🦋

Secret Crush tag: 🐛

Bulldog ‘Beebs’ Browns (Monkey Wrench) crush tag: 🪓

Honey (Space Dandy) crush tag: 🌟

Miss Pauling (TF2) crush tag: 👓

Samurai Jack (Samurai Jack) crush tag: ☯️

Ashi (Samurai Jack) crush tag: 🐞

Frankie Foster (Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends) crush tag: 🍪

[sparklepocalypse]

Director's Cut: you must know I'm gonna ask about Octo!Henry. I am who I am.

MY BELOVED OCTOHENRY -- rambling about him is a fucking gift, @kiwiana-writes, and I thank you for this.

So, two decisions happened in pretty rapid succession at the end of last September -- first, I decided that I was going to participate in Kinktober, and second, that I was absolutely not going to waste the opportunity to use the "tentacles, consentacles" tag double-whammy on Ao3. From there, I very quickly connected with a friend on Discord who, as it turns out, knows a fuckton about octopi. With their assistance, I went down my first research rabbit hole about things like:

How octopi reproduce

Which species of octopi do not yeet their octopeens (hectocotyli) at their mates and flee the scene so they don't get eaten

Of these very few species that aren't prone to flinging their dicks like wiggly, suckered javelins, which were the prettiest/flashiest

And then a deep dive into the prettiest species of non-tentacock-lobbing octopi to narrow it down to one: the blue-ringed octopus (AKA the spiciest boi).

I had a couple assumptions right out of the gate: Alex would be just as clueless in this fic as he is in canon, for one. This allowed me to have Henry drop some really obvious hints that he's Not From Around Here while Alex is still just so awestruck by how pretty his new friend is that he completely sails past the hints. For two, once he figured it out, Alex was going to have his crisis about attraction to men and men with tentacles (or at least Hentacles?) faster than Usain Bolt can run the 100m dash. This second piece was a bit of a necessity since I was cranking out a new smut fic every day during that month, so there was no time for additional world building or angsting about Alex's new partner not having legs at the time.

While writing the smut, I read a lot of Actual Scientific Research on octopi in general and specifically on blue-ringed octopi to make sure I wasn't totally making shit up. In the process, I learned so many fun facts about the blue-ringed octopus, including:

Male/male mating is not uncommon -- several sources suggest that male blue-ringed octopi have no preference for the sex of their mating partners.

Their skin is soft and very slick; it's coated in a slippery substance that protects them from bacteria and also allows them to slip into narrow spaces easily. 😏

The blue rings only really show up boldly when they're aroused (horny, excited, or scared). Otherwise, depending on the subspecies of blue-ringed octopus, the rings are either faintly visible or look sort of brownish.

You really don't want to touch blue-ringed octopi IRL unless you're super into being poisoned to death. (This translated into Henry being really into spicy human foods. 🤣)

Sperm packets (spermatophores) are an Actual Thing that's common across a lot of invertebrates, including octopi and squids -- Alex saying “You didn’t mention that your cum had texture,” is because he wasn't expecting there to be any sort of structure to Henry's octojizz.

I also flagrantly ignored the thing where once a male blue-ringed octopus has successfully mated, he dies, because again -- octoHenry is my beloved.

I'll stop here, but I could literally talk about octoHenry for hours! I'm so excited to start working on the sequel this fall. 🥰🐙

Want to learn more about my methods for one of my fics? Ask me stuff in the fic director's cut meme!

[thepastisalreadywritten]

Taipei-based photographer Wu Yung-sen has been deep sea diving and photographing marine life for four years.

On a blackwater dive in 2020 — unable to see the bottom and surrounded by impenetrable space — he chanced upon a rare larval Wunderpus octopus, totally transparent. 🐙⚪

[woonova]

꩜ ﾟ˖ SUMMER NIGHTS ( FAVOURITE )

◟﹙ 🐙 ﹚park jongseong ﹕drabble ﹙ @woonova ﹚

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  genre fluff, angst, established relationship

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  synopsis a saturday night spent with jay, before he has to leave again  

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  warning not proofread!!

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  wc 0.35k

rin's notes ! this was just a random idea that popped into my head so im sorry if it's not that good, also i wrote this all in one go at 12 am so....

— tumblr’s algorithm works best with reblogging so plz consider reblogging and liking my posts ! —

YOU LET OUT A SMALL SIGH OF CONTENT AS YOU LAID YOUR HEAD TO THE SIDE — it finding a comfortable space on your beloved's shoulder. You thought that it couldn't possibly be better than this; sat in a pleasant air of silence, toes dug deep into the sand below, and head perched between the crook of Jay's neck. It was a Saturday, your favourite day of the week. Known worldwide as a day of relaxation and rest, perfect for the execution of your favourite leisure activities.

It wasn't often that you and Jay got to spend time together like this. Between packed schedules and his resulting tiring attitude, the topic of dates was nothing but a frequent passerby in his mind. Something to be thought of but never carried out.

However today was different. Enhypen had recently wrapped up dark blood's promotional activities and were now in the midst of preparing for their second tour. This small time frame would be the only source of free days in which he could visit you. And he made sure he did.

Preparing your favourite meals and flowers he took you out to your favourite spot, to spend the night with your favourite boy on your favourite day. The night was all you could ask for. Laughter and meaningful glances being exchanged to the other in such a loving way. Given a moment like this, anyone would wish for their days to be like this all the time. But you knew better.

You knew why Jay had urged you to dress up nicely, and took you on such a wonderful date, despite there being no special occasion. It was to distract you. To distract you from the fact that he would soon have to leave you, again. Your only source of contact being abrupt video calls and longing text messages.

And although you were quite upset with the news of his departure, you decided to play the fool for a while. Letting Jay pull you closer and closer until your lips met in a sweet embrace, as he tried to distract you from the slight ache in your heart.

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© https://...woonova | 2023

[danika-redgrave124]

If my Yuu has Unqiue Magic, what will it be?

"House of Cards"

A magic slot machine that determines which Villian Recruiter's abilities Yuu will use.

Mechanics of House of Cards  

Activation: Yuu summons a large, holographic slot machine that they pull to spin. The reels display different symbols related to each Villain Recruiter they embody.  

Result: The combination determines which abilities Yuu temporarily gains. The stronger the ability, the harder it is to land on.  

Cooldown & Duration: The ability lasts for a set amount of time or until Yuu spins again, but excessive use could cause drawbacks (fatigue, stress, sleepy status, and simple illusions)

Ability Breakdown (Villain Recruiter Powers) 

Each result on the slot machine corresponds to one of Yuu’s Villain Recruiter inspirations:  

💛Jack Heart– Royal Flush

Yuu gains the ability to manipulate playing cards like enchanted weapons, turning them into razor-sharp projectiles or shields.  

The cards can also be used as portals—Yuu can "cut" through space to teleport short distances.  

Status Effect: Can impose "Obedience", making an opponent momentarily follow a command (like a game of cards).  

🦁Pretty Scar– Predator’s Gambit

Yuu's body enhances physically, gaining increased strength, agility, and heightened senses (especially sight and smell).  

Their nails sharpen into claws, and they gain a feline-like reflex for dodging attacks.  

Special Move: "Savage Roar"—lets out a deep, echoing roar that temporarily stuns or intimidates enemies.  

🐙Eight Foot Joe– Deep Deal

Yuu can create magical contracts, forcing people to agree to a trade-off in exchange for power.  

Gains water manipulation, allowing them to summon tidal waves, whirlpools, or shape water into solid objects.  

Special Move: "Davy Jones’ Grip"—tentacle-like water binds the target and drains their energy.  

✨️Farja– Sandstorm Mirage

Yuu can create illusions that deceive the senses, making enemies see what Yuu wants them to.  

Gains control over sand magic, able to form sand barriers, weapons, or quicksand traps.  

Special Move: "Desert Wrath"—summons a scorching sandstorm that blinds and disorients opponents.  

🍎Apple Poison– Enchanted Brew

Yuu can brew magical poisons or enhancements instantly, coating weapons or casting status effects.  

Gains a hypnotic voice, able to charm or subtly influence others’ actions.  

Special Move: "Crimson Apple"—creates an apple that, when bitten, induces a strong curse (poison, sleep, or hallucinations).  

🔥Miss Hades– Underworld Wager

Yuu’s body is surrounded by blue flames, and he gain fire control (heat-resistant and able to manipulate hellfire).  

Can summon shadows of the Underworld, which act as temporary assistants in battle.  

Special Move: "Soul Contract"—Yuu can momentarily borrow someone’s strength but has to offer something in return.  

🐲Malfie – Cursed Legacy

Yuu’s magic power increases greatly, allowing him to cast stronger and more advanced spells.  

Gains dark energy wings for limited flight.  

Special Move: "Thorned Fate"—curses an enemy so that misfortune follows them temporarily.  

Drawbacks & Risks

Randomized Abilities: Yuu doesn’t have full control over what ability they get, making battles unpredictable.  

Cooldown System: Once an ability is used, Yuu has to wait before spinning again, preventing spamming of overpowered moves.  

Jackpot Mode (Rare Occurrence): If Yuu lands on a rare combination, they get a fusion of two abilities, but it consumes a lot of magic.  

Glitch Malfunction (Critical Failure): If the spin glitches (bad luck or interference), Yuu might get a weak or useless effect (e.g., an illusion that backfires, a weak puff of flame, etc.).  

Visual & Aesthetic Details

The slot machine is themed like a magical roulette wheel.

When an ability is activated, Yuu's outfit slightly changes to match the Villain Recruiter they embody (e.g., glowing blue flames for Miss Hades, card symbols appearing on their clothes for Jack Heart).  

The sound effects when spinning could include a ticking noise, casino jingles, or echoes of villain laughter.

Best Combination

For the best combinations, we’ll want a balance of offense, defense, and utility while maintaining the unpredictability and risk factor of House of Cards. Here are some three-option slot machine combinations that could create powerful fusion abilities when landed on together:

Jack Heart + Miss Hades + Malfie → Royal Inferno

Abilities Gained:

Card manipulation (weapons & teleportation).

Fire control with blue flames.

Magic power boost + limited flight.

Special Fusion Move: "Burning Fate" – Yuu throws a flaming card that explodes on impact, cursing enemies with bad luck while surrounding them in hellfire.

Weakness: High energy cost, and if misused, the flames can backfire.

Farja + Apple Poison + Eight Foot Joe → Phantom Deal

Abilities Gained:

Powerful mirages that can alter perception.

Poison-making + hypnotic voice.

Contract magic for power exchanges.

Special Fusion Move: "Serpent’s Bargain" – Yuu tricks an enemy into taking a cursed deal, making them momentarily obey or suffer hallucinations.

Weakness: Requires persuasion and setup; won’t work on those immune to mind tricks.

Pretty Scar + Miss Hades + Jack Heart → Shadow King’s Gambit

Abilities Gained:

Enhanced physical strength, agility, and feline reflexes.

Fire resistance + control of blue flames.

Card weapons & portals.

Special Fusion Move: "Blazing Claw" – Yuu slashes with flame-covered claws, cutting through both magic barriers and physical defenses.

Weakness: Weak against water-based attacks and magic-draining abilities.

Farja + Eight Foot Joe + Malfie → Eclipse Tyrant

Abilities Gained:

Sandstorm illusions + sand manipulation.

Water-based energy draining.

Cursed energy enhancement.

Special Fusion Move: "Twilight Chains" – Yuu summons a dark whirlwind of sand and water, trapping enemies in an illusion while draining their stamina.

Weakness: Limited offensive power; strong opponents may resist illusions.

7️⃣7️⃣7️⃣ All Seven Recruiters (Very Low Chance) → House of Chaos

Effect: Yuu gains a fraction of each ability for 30 seconds, causing unpredictable but devastating effects.

Weakness: Overwhelming energy drain, extreme fatigue afterward.

[headmate-ideas]

we'd love a pack for an artisan headmate, octopus, galaxy-ocean themes. tysm!

emojis: 🐙🌊🔮🌌⭐🎨💫💧

[Brought to you by: Mods Capriel and Vyvian!]

🐙 HEADMATE TEMPLATE 🎨

✦ Name(s): Zoli, Art, Forian ✦ Pronouns: they/them, it/its, x/xs/xself, fae/faer/faers/faerself ✦ Species: octopus ✦ Age: ageless ✦ Role(s): artisan, artist, communicator, protector, spiritual headmate (optional) ✦ Labels: aetherine, kenochoric, lesbian ✦ Xenos: space, the ocean, art ✦ Interests/likes: art history, mythology, geology ✦ Dislikes: bright lights ✦ Music taste: drone metal, doom metal, dark ambient ✦ Aesthetic(s): voidcore, impressionism, ocean grunge ✦ Objectum attraction(s): space objects ✦ Kins: blue goldstone crystals, nebulae, sirens (mythology) ✦ Emoji proxy: 🐙🎨 ✦ Details:

Zoli is a giant sentient octopus from the void of space. They can change to any color, but their default is a deep galaxy blue, and their skin has a light shimmer. It can create headmates in the system, putting fragments together to do so. When they do that, it looks like they are handling the matter of nebulae and putting them together that turn into stars out of which new headmates step when they have finished forming. Zoli enjoys arts and crafts and does any kind of art that the system does. It is very calm and patient and good at defusing conflicts. It is also good at remaining calm during stressful situations. If the system have any spiritual beliefs, especially if they involve outer space or celestial objects, Zoli participates in them.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

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BACK TREATMENT 🩺 TRAFALGAR LAW X M! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 7: ANAL

🐙 requested by: Anonymous. Good morning/afternoon/evening :) I really LOVE your stories and I'm a bit shy when requesting. May I ask for trafalgar law as day 7? Maybe male!reader? I think it fits, haha. I also think he'd be extra careful but then again, when has that man been not cautious? Lol ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. anal. "med play". kiiiinda size kink. 🐙 wc: 900 // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

“Please, be careful… I’m still pure” you stutter, eyes glimmering in anticipation and a little bit of fear.

“Did I ever hurt you, (Name)-ya?” Dr. Law whispers, right in your ear.

His voice, deep, raspy, sexy and deadly makes you shiver. But it is him on your back, bent over you, what is killing you.

On all fours you wait for him, dripping arousal juices on the examining table of his office. Hard, twitching, throbbing.

Law’s index tracing a path from your nape to the small of your back, and from there down your rear entrance.

“So that it doesn’t hurt, I’ll use this special liquid… it might be a little cold” he informs, drizzling an icy string of lube to your ass that he will smear very well.

You shiver, you tremble… so delicious, those “deadly” fingers relax your muscles as much as they make you so tense and hard.

“Relax, please” he orders once again, planting a soft kiss in between your shoulder blades.

“Ye-yes…ngh!” you answer back, jolting when the first intrusion reaches your spot. Sliding his index inside you, he just let it go as far as you can take.

Law smirks and chuckles sexily; to see you slowly dancing with your hips, perhaps involuntarily trying to get him to go deeper, makes him incredibly proud and aroused… so hard his jeans become uncomfortable to wear.

The surgeon properly evaluates the way you begin opening to him as one finger becomes not enough, and it is not as tight around it as it was before.

“Ready for another one, mh?” he asks, once again in your ear from behind. The white coat sides tickle your legs, his crotch still covered by his jeans graze your buttocks.

“Please…” you plead, so sure you are ready for his sex instead of his inked fingers. Yet, Dr. Trafalgar knows best, and he is going slow with his delightful torture.

A little bit more of lube in between his fingers and your entrance allows him to easily slide two fingers in; this time you don’t feel pain but just a slight pressure that makes you bite your lip as well as moan louder.

“Sh, (Name)-ya… you don’t want the whole hospital listening to your whimpers, don’t you? what will the patients waiting outside think?” he scoffs, going faster in and out of you with index and middle finger.

There is no doubt, you were ready to take him for real this time.

Law slowly takes his fingers off you and passes his free hand under your chin until your neck, pulling your head back so that you can take a look at his sinful stare.

His smirk grows bigger, and the dark circles fuelled by Red Bull are a delicious thing to look at while he lowers the zipper of his jeans.

“Will you fuck me now, Dr. Law?” you ask, swallowing with difficulty as his tattooed hand squeezes your carotids more and more.

“Of course I will, you look so delicious from behind… I am dying to bury myself into your tiny hole…”

You gasp, but it is too late to even say anything. You are pleased for that last breathe of air, as now you can’t even do that. Law has slid himself into you, as you swallow with tight, milking walls. A tiny space that has allowed that deadly sexy doctor to finally intrude your purity.

And it is not cold, it is warm… even hot. The in and out increasing its rhythm, making your inner thighs to spasm, to fail to contain the weight of your body. But that’s not a worry Law even needs to have, as his tattooed arm passes under your belly to hold you up for him to fuck you faster and harder.

Ramming into you with no mercy, taking you to the verge of explosion. The puddle of precum formed underneath you has began to tickle down and into the floor… oh, what a messy boy you are.

Law lets his body to fall upon your back, as his arms hug you around your waist and his chin rests on the crook of your neck. The pleasure has started to weaken him as much as it did to you, and the panting in your ear was exactly what you needed to finally reach climax.

You finish quivering underneath him, like a little prey that shakes in fear under a beast. Law notices it around his sex, as your rear entrance squeezes his hardness with violence, it seems as you don’t want him to go for as long as he can stay inside you.

Him, rapidly, grabs your sex in between his fingers while one of his arms are still snaked around your waist. He is enjoying both the way you get tinier around his dick, and also how the tip of it protrudes on your lower belly every time he rams into you.

Law enjoys pumping your dick to obtain every last drop of your release in between of his fingers, a stickiness he doesn’t mind feeling. And as he does, he lets himself finish as well.

Sprouts you can feel of warm relief fill your belly, full, so full you are sure that you could overflow…

“Good boy taking in all the treatment” “Tha- thank you, Dr. Trafalgar…”

Bet going to the doctor never felt so good ~

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[worldworseweb]

Hello! May we request a lvl 2 bah pack? This is my first ever req, so idk what info you'd need. Can it be masc with a space/galaxy/cosmos and merfolk theme? We also wonder how many requests we're allowed to make, because we have two more.

GALAXY MERFOLK MIXED BINGO !!

[ NOTE FROM M . CRYPT ; you can request as many as you'd like or need , as long as they are in separate asks ! That way its easier to split them up as well as easier to work on. Hope this helps ! ]

꒰ name.. ꒱; Cosmos , Apollo , Atlas , Comet , Janus , Castor , Leo , Aylin , Calypso , Astrid

꒰ pronouns.. ꒱; he / him , star / stars , space / space , shine / shines , galax / galaxs , galaxy / galaxys , moon / moons , shatter / shatters , flow / flows , fin / fins , dust / dusts , sun / suns , constellation / constellations , [+add more]

꒰ age.. ꒱; age slides between 19 - 26

꒰ gender.. ꒱; transmasc , moonthing , starryvoidgender , cosmichourglassic , galaxic , starrynightgender , stargender , moonfog , nightcreature , starboy , starangel , starobservic , moonboy , nocstuffic , sunsetcosmic , foreststaric , tiredcargender , marinic , starrycattic , celestialfishix , voidangelgender [sorry for no links.. got relly tired making this lmao]

꒰ orientation.. ꒱; bicurious + cupioromantic

꒰ species.. ꒱; merfolk / waterfolk that takes the form of a glowing white mermaid ,, or takes the form with tentacles similar to a octopus.

꒰ roles.. ꒱; caretaker , soother , autism symptom holder , hyperfixation holder , ferryman / messenger , gatekeepr , soft protector

꒰ proxy.. ꒱; 🌀 / 🌌 / 🌟 / 🐙 / 🐚

꒰ behavior.. ꒱; Cosmos usually is calm , collected , and tends to only speak when spoken to or whenever he feels he needs to put his opinion into something. He's good at helping others and often times people seek to find him due to his helpful advice. He doesn't come to front often , usually only staying in the innerworld and helping those who cross his path. He helps new headmates when they form , and often times will also be the first person to meet a new friend outside of the system.

꒰ location.. ꒱; usually will only stays in large bodies of water inside of the innerworld , sometimes will be found or even creates an underwater cave just for himself. He can he quite picky for a merfolk , but doesn't mind where to stay if it's the only option.

꒰ speech.. ꒱; he's soft spoken with a British accent , never raises his voice or gets overwhelmed. Despite his voice being soft and quiet , it's almost similar to that of a siren , having the ability to pull people into a trance.

꒰ headmate type.. ꒱; brainmade

꒰ transIDs.. ꒱; nullnice , transharmful , nullkind , transguilttripper , transmanipulator , translocation (deep sea) , transspecies (angler fish) , transtoxic / transpoison , transplush , trisharmed , trisexperiment , trisSCPexperiment , transcomputervirus .....

꒰ paras.. ꒱; Hypnophilia , Renifleurism , somnophilia , Anthropophagolagnia , hypoxyphilia , triviphilia , epistaxiophilia , hematolagnia , pligonophilia , peiramphilia , autozoo

꒰ typing style.. ꒱; double spaces “like this example” , won't speak in short words (like lmao or lol) and usually has pretty good grammer and spelling , he likes putting big words randomly into his sentences just for sillys.

[ MOD NOTE . This fucker and Kraken (the one mod Poseidon) should like. Kiss or something. ]

[ghostsandgod]

Kinnikuman Fanfiction Masterpost 🤩🤖

Fic links under cut:

💥 Kayfabe: Series 💥

A series in which Warsman gets up to no good, up to and including marriage to Robin's daughter. Also, special guest: H.P Lovecraft.

🦑 Kayfabe : Part One of Kayfabe. Chojin Crown shenanigans, and Warsman sulking at Robin's party.

🐙 Back To Wrestling School : Part Two of Kayfabe. Warsman vs his greatest challenge ever: Marriage. Lord Flash refuses to be put in the closest, and develops his own digital life, much to his creator's chagrin.

🦑 X Signal : Part Three. Warsman's self-sabotaging involves the dMp, and 'Live Laugh Love' connoisseur: Mars.

🐙Smartening Up : Part Four. Kevin has his life ruined for the umpteenth time. Also, the Earth is almost exploded.

🦑 Cheap Heat : Part Five. Lord Flash is fed up of being friend zoned.

🐙 Five Moves Of Doom : Part Six. Cthulhu rises, and the end of the world finds the Justice League busy trying to winkle Warsman out of a sulk.

🌟Stand-Alone🌟 :

💖 Anything Is Possible In Space : My Lord Flash abomination from 'Kayfabe', contracts Hanahaki Disease. Library visits ensue.

⭐Boys Will Be Boys : Robin touches Warsman's ley lines without permission. Disaster ensues.

💖 Do You Deny Neptunemania, Brother? : Kinnikuman Beach Episode: Shakespeare Style

⭐Trainee Training for Trainers : Lord Flash abomination adopts a trainee.

💖Serial Killers and Sunflowers : Warsman vs Jason Voorhees.

⭐How Do I Shot Web : Love letters between Warsman and his stolen wife.

💖We Have Walking Dead At Home : Zombie AU. Just before Chojin Crown Finals. Kevin and Lord Flash navigate the perils of a zombie apocalypse.

⭐Thinking Out Loud - Kinnikuman Edition : Kinnikuman off cuts and prompt fills.

💖Daddy's Boys : Warsman (and Kevin) end up in Fallout 3.

⭐Dating Kevin Mask Would Include : Even the hottest guys aren't hot if they're cowards.

💖 In Costume : Lord Flash saves a plane.

⭐ Sensitivity Training : Warsman is the most sensitive of them all.

💖 Teddy Bear's Picnic : Lord Flash is a genius.

⭐ Deliveryman : Various characters receive flowers for St Valentine's day.

💖 Taming of the Bear : Warsman and Jacqueline play with each other.

⭐Flash Lad : Warsman as 17th century highwayman.

💖 Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous : You agree to marry Lord Flash fro some stupid reason.

⭐Wars and Babies : Warsman experiences family bliss.

💖 My Struggle : Kevin gets married.

⭐I am Kevin Mask : The Kevin Mask experience.

💖 Crackship : The saga of Kevin and Olga continues.

⭐Photo Bomb : Kevin and Charlotte from 'We Have Walking Dead At Home' go on holiday.

💖 1981 - Stayin' Alive : Warsman discovers Western music.

⭐Beauty and Beefy : Prince Kevin keeps running away.

💖 Twice Baked : Lord Flash and Kevin travel to Scotland for authentic shortbread.

⭐The King Wants Eggs : Lord Flash the dragon, needs Jacqueline to take care of an egg.

💖Bittercuck : Warsman, Fallout protaganist extraordinaire, is bodyswapped with Bittercup.

⭐Slasher @ Band Camp : Teapackman and friends attend band camp...in New Jersey.

💖 King & Queen of the Damned : (Werewolf!) Warsman and (Vampire!) Jacqueline go on holiday to the Yorkshire Moors and the Whitby Goth Weekend.

⭐King of Swing : The Courier (Warsman) and Dean Domino prepare to leave the Sierra Madre together.

💖Rush Hour : Just Kevin and Lord Flash travelling.

⭐The Cyborg, the Knight, and the Love Troubles of Yog-Sothoth : AI parody of my story 'Kayfabe'.

💖The Deep Ones : Atlantis develops a fixation on Robin Mask's mermaid daughter.

⭐Stardouche Valley : Warsman ends up in Stardew Valley.