#Swap my beloved ♡

[spotlightstudios]

Did a sketch to prove to myself... something. Might finish it, probably won't lmao.

[kitten4sannie]

blinding faith (teaser)

fall in line now, bow your head

pairing: cult leader! yunho x disciple! reader (fem) x elder! mingi feat. woosan

genres: twisted religious romance (if you can even call it romance), smut, late 1970s setting

summary: the founder can’t accept it when you begin to show signs of deception and doubt for his righteous cause. he has no other choice but to rely on his most trusted brethren to help him show you the light.

bend your knee, Child of God

warnings: aged up dom! yunho, aged up dom! mingi, subby innocent! reader, huge corruption kink, perversion, major sacrilegious vibes and behavior, mostly pet names/some name calling, praise/false praise, major voyeurism/exhibitionism (there’s a whole audience BAHAH), use of restraints/blindfold, masturbation, use of a rosary (i’ll let you figure that one out….), sloppy seconds, double penetration, loss of anal virginity, cum eating, cum swapping, size kink, major breeding kink, felching, squirting, dumbificafion

a/n: this is a lil teaser for a very special series that i’m writing for a very special someone ;3 i’ll be posting it at the end of next week on the 30th <33 without further ado, i’d like to introduce you all to our beloved leader yuyu 🫶🏼 try not to let him corrupt you~~ and if you’d like to join the taglist (if you’re not already on my general taglist) just click on the tiny heart at the end of the teaser ＼(^o^)／ have a lovely day/night!!

You were taught by Yunho, your beloved leader, your savior, your everything, that God allowed those he loved the most, those that remained tied to their earthly bonds, to endure deep suffering and endless tribulations — because within that pain, within that humiliation, laid pleasure. Unimaginable pleasure that sat just below the surface. Yunho took great satisfaction in reaching into the darkness, into the depths, and ripping it out with his silver trimmed talons, always willing to graciously bestow it upon his followers.

There was no greater joy than to witness the moment his dear flock began to walk in the truth. He savored the sweet sounds of ecstasy that tore out of their sweat-ridden throats, longed for the moment their rosy faces ceased their contortions, their lips, wet with saliva, their unfocused eyes, wet with tears, knowing that another one of his beloved disciples had seen the light. And they would always look up at him with delicious desperation, begging for another chance to catch a glimpse of heaven once more. And, only because of his unending benevolence and boundless love, he brought them back, expecting nothing in return, except for their undying loyalty.

Yet, none of them were ever as loyal as you. His angel from above. If only he had clipped your wings sooner.

“My love, my heart, my dearest angel, why do you look at me this way? With those tears in your eyes? With such devotion?” Yunho sighed out against your flushed cheek, his body flush against yours, the cold metal of his rosary splayed across your hot skin. You simply couldn’t speak, not with the way he was spilling inside you.

The corners of his lips quirked up into a sadistic smile, his warm, uneven puffs of breath hitting the bottom of your jaw, as he clutched your slick, trembling thighs, holding them farther apart to ensure that he could continue accessing the heaven you kept in between them, the hot, wet haven you only allowed your savior to access. “Is it because I’m filling you with my own devotion? Does knowing that my seed will soon grant new life inside of you bring you to tears, Y/N?”

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[luveline]

could you maybe write struggling single dad!eddie? ily!!! 😘

love you! hope this is okay :D I did girl dad!eddie because ♡ fem!reader

Juggling car keys, a brown paper bag of groceries and a toddler that refuses to be put down today is not easy. And she's not always like this, Roan's usually a sweet (if quiet) girl who makes Eddie's life as easy as she can. A blessing, he thanks God or whoever for her everyday, but lately she's been clingy as climbing ivy.

"Babe," he says, stress seeping into the pet name and making it more chiding than he means, "could you relax?"

She glares at him. She's a mirror.

"You're being so mean to daddy today, you know that?"

She ignores him, small hands in the collar of his last nice work shirt and pulling. He can't stop her from stretching it out, doesn't have a hand free to pull her away and the shitty cruiser he swapped his beloved van for is still locked up tight.

"Baby, stop!" he scolds.

She looks like she might have a tantrum if she could. Roan pulls her hands away but starts to grizzle, a sniffle that turns loud that turns to full blown tears. He can't tell if they're crocodile tears or not. He feels awful anyhow.

Roan brings a hand up to slap his shoulder. Her fingers get caught in the fabric of his collar and she tugs to get free, jabbing herself in the eye with the back of her hand.

Her resulting cry is awful. Real, heart-hurting, Eddie forgets to be mad and starts shushing her gently. He presses his back sweaty with exertion against the cold window of the back seat door and pulls her in as close as he can.

"It's okay, sweetheart," he says softly.

She shrieks and hits the grocery bag. It topples. The groceries go everywhere. An orange rolls into the parking lot.

"Roan," he complains, defeated.

Patience, he thinks to himself desperately. Patience. She doesn't mean to.

He can't afford stuff like this. The time it takes to do simple things like get groceries feels expensive enough — he could be pressing Roan's clothes right now, or swapping out that cracked neck on the black Gibson so he can finally get paid for it, or fuck, he could be smoking a goddamn cigarette.

He sets her down. She screams bloody murder but he doesn't have a choice. He has to chase down the dispersed groceries desperately, cheeks pink with embarrassment.

Being a parent has made him hyper aware of other people's judgmental looks. He can feel eyes now on the top of his head and Eddie knows it's that cruel looking blonde woman from the cold cuts aisle who'd tried to lecture him on processed ham.

He picks his head up, words already rehearsed in his head. Lady, if you don't leave me alone I swear to fuck I'm gonna feed her nothing but TV dinners for the rest of her life. She's gonna be a junk food baby and you'll have no one to blame but yourself.

Only It's not the lady. It's a girl.

You wither under his fierce scowl and offer the two oranges in your hand to him unsurely.

"Sorry," you say, shifting forward a half step. "They rolled my way."

He accepts the oranges without talking, which is rude, so rude, but his heads already decided the order of things before his mouth can catch up. Shove the groceries in the bag. Put the bag on the floor. Pick up his kid. Help her calm down.

He hikes Roan onto his hip, rubs her back, and says, "God, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else."

You visibly relax. Eddie's surprised you didn't turn tail and run.

"Yeah? Do I have a doppelganger?" you ask. You smile in this way that's totally your own, Eddie's never seen someone grin like that before. Maybe a little shy and the shyness is making you awkward, teeth peeking out, you're pretty.

He's shocked at the thought. She's pretty.

Years of womanising (with varying success) kicks in.

"No, God no. She wasn't nearly as pretty as you are, sweetheart."

Roan seems to realise that she's not the object of his whole affection and pulls on his hair. Eddie let's his head yank to the side with a hiss and then a rueful smile. The world skews. You follow his head movement with your own.

"Is that so? I guess you'd know all about pretty," you say, head dipped to your shoulder.

Eddie gets super excited thinking he's actually managed to pull this one off (a fucking impossibility).

You hold your hand out hesitantly and wave. He realises you had not been talking about him.

"You- Oh, yeah. She's lovely, isn't she?"

You beam. "'Lovely,'" you quote. "That's a nice word." Your attention slides to Roan. She basks in it. "Hey, baby. You're just something else, aren't you? You know! You know how pretty you are, don't go shy on me."

Roan goes smiley. Chubby cheeks full of colour, she grins and pulls her dark curls in front of her face. Like father, like daughter.

"What's her name?" you ask.

"Roan. I'm Eddie."

You introduce yourself, bent just slightly to talk directly to Roan. You offer your hand.

When Roan takes it, you shake her tiny hand gently and then rub your thumb over her fingers. "Nice to meet you, princess."

"Hi," she says slowly.

You give her hand a small squeeze and then take a step back, arms moving behind you. "God, she's a pretty baby. And she looks so much like you."

"Yeah?" he asks warmly.

You realise what you've said with a look like you've been struck. After a second, you blink and laugh self-consciously. "Well. It's true."

He's out of the game. He's miles away from the game. But if he doesn't ask you for coffee that's gotta be self sabotage, right? Eddie's trying to find the words when you take a strange breath.

"Listen, I've seen you around and- I know this is weird. Sorry, but you really are- God. Sorry, but do you wanna get coffee? Sometime?" you ask, clunky and awkward.

Eddie's enamoured. He forgets to answer because he can't believe his luck and you take it for something different, adding, "Or not coffee? What does the little lady like?"

He must smile wide enough to split his lip. "Chocolate, mostly."

"Like cake and stuff?"

"Loves it."

You nibble at the inside of your lip as you pull your bag around to your thigh and search inside for a pen. You pull out a leaflet, a Save The Children Pamphlet they pass around outside of the mall and wince as you tear a corner.

He watches you write down your number on the hood of his car. You do it quick, pass it to him quicker.

"You can just call me, let me know when you're free."

"I'm free when you are," he says like a loser. It's not even remotely true. Eddie's never free, but for you he's gonna make it happen.

"How about Thursday?"

Eddie nods. Roan slips down his side and looks between you both like she's watching a tennis match.

"Yeah, Thursday is perfect."

You smile. Eddie takes it all in, everything, your smile and your hair and your clothes and the way your fingers pull at one another. He can't believe you're the nervous one right now. His heart spins like a top in his chest.

"I'm sorry to ask you out and jet, but there's somewhere I gotta be," you say. You sound genuinely apologetic.

"No, of course-"

"But I'll see you on Thrusday. Outside of, um, Morgan's Desserts?"

"Sure, but-"

"Yeah?" you ask.

"I can bring Roan?" he asks.

Your expression softens. "Please. If you don't I'm gonna stand you up."

He laughs abruptly, a shock of it like a firecracker in his chest.

You move like you might leave but then pick up his grocery bag and pass it back it to him. "Bye, princess," you pause to say, looking melted by his daughter's puppy dog eyes, if he does say so himself.

"Bye," she says sweetly.

You nod at him. He nods back.

"Thursday," he calls at your retreating figure. You know, to make sure.

You shoot him a smile over your shoulder.

Roan turns in his hold to stare at his face.

"What?" he asks her.

"Chocolate?" she questions.

"Heard that, did you?" he mutters.

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more eddie and roan

[rottencherrypie]

R-18+; The King's Whore (Thorin x Fem!Reader)

Summary - Before reclaiming Erebor, the king had propositioned you to become his personal whore, a proposition which was rather beneficial on both sides. However, it appears you have forgotten who owns you and now all of Erebor and its' visitors must know that you are the king's whore.

Warnings - Smut, afab reader, female reader, degradation, harassment, xenophobia (brief), possessiveness, teasing, slapping, choking, bodily fluids, unprotected sex, spanking (brief), kinda-dom!thorin(?),kinda-dom!reader(?), semi-public sex, being called a whore (an unhealthy amount of times), thorin whimpering, creampie, (brief) mention of a womb.

Pronouns & Pov - She/her, third-person-ish

Word Count - 4,100+

A/N - An old smut from my old Tumblr account, I honestly do not remember a single word I wrote back then...it's good to be back <3 (I swapped phones so I no longer have the collage I originally used with this, I will make a new one soon)

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It had been mere months since the painstakingly long journey to reclaim the kingdom of Erebor had come to fruition. The terrifying battle nearly took your lover and his beloved nephews from this realm but by the grace of the gods, you had managed to swoop in and save them one by one. The scars on your body, ranging from large to small were a reminder of how lucky all of you were to be breathing.

A soft smile graced your lips at the thought of each dwarf sleeping peacefully within the large stone walls, walls that shielded out everyone else except for you. You were the only exception when it came to humans, according to the company you had traveled with, all doubts had ceased to exist from their minds though you could not say the same for the rest of their people.

Some had shown you great hospitality, it often debated if it were for your association to the king or for your bravery on the battlefield, while others showed you relentless cruelty. Shared cruelty both you and a rather familiar she-elf had grown to endure, none thinking of how the pair of you had thrown your lives away for the safety of their people yet they were often quick to judge on how those who stood before you did nothing for those before them.

A sudden frown spread upon your lips at the sudden reminder of those awful words the pair of you were often called, many ranging from outrageous to simply hissing 'human' or 'elf' in your directions, though there was one supposed insult that always forced a knowing grin onto your soft lips. The king's whore.

Little had they known, you had earned this title far before you had stepped foot into Erebor. They would never know nor accept that it was the king's suggestion to aid him during his sleepless nights, to give him momentary relief up against a tree, or to share your tastes upon each other's tongue.

No, to them you corrupted their poor king the moment the battle was over for your selfish gain, many reminding you through a slum of insults they would never accept you and you would never be their queen. A title you did not care for and you could easily have cast away with a few words to your lover, as you had made clear to him and all of Erebor; the title of their queen was pathetic compared to being his whore.

Many believed being his queen would give them more power than some measly whore could ever gain yet here you were, sitting across some of the most powerful rules in middle earth as they sought out your opinion, a simple whore, to aid them for future conquests. On top of keeping the king's bed warm, you kept their kingdom and many other kingdoms safe yet no one would ever credit you with that.

"Is there anything you wish to add, Y/N?" The soft tone suddenly anchored you back to reality, a quiet hum escaping your lips as your eyes raised the rouge-colored fabric that hung loosely around your lap. The form-fitting outfit, one you had chosen to get a rise out of the dwarven king, a form of revenge for him leaving you craving his touch and taste all so he could go back to his pointless paperwork.

"If all is well with his highness, then I have nothing else to add." Your melodic words falling gracefully upon his ears, the corners of his slightly chapped lips turning upwards into a proud smile. "Then it is settled." The dwarven king announced, slamming his bare palm against the dark-oak table allowing the men to rise from their seats to commune with one another.

Many coming to his side to compliment him on retrieving his home, a compliment he often reflected onto you yet this time he didn't. As he glanced across the table, his calloused hand stretched out, prepared to introduce you in a way he often did, he noticed you were talking to another. Not just another dwarf, they knew better than to do so without his permission, but another man. This alone would be fine if you were not flirting with him!

The tips of your fingers softly kissing his lightly scar-tattered arms as your plump lips curved upwards into a smile, your jewel-colored eyes sparkling as you took in each boring word the man spoke. To the king's displeasure, you wrapped a soft palm around his upper arm and allowed a soft giggle to escape your lips, a similar action that had sparked his proposal for you to be his whore and only his.

"Excuse me." The muttered words barely caught his company's ears as he quickly rose, his limbs moving on their own towards your direction as the light behind his eyes quickly began to match the shade of your dress. "And that's when I-oh hello your highness," The male began, a knowing smile painted upon his lips. "I was just telling your whore about my latest journey." The words flying out of his mouth far too comfortably, the palm which loosely wrapped around his upper arm suddenly released whilst you backed away in disgust. How dare he call you that? Only your king could refer to you as such!

"I beg your pardon?" The words passing through the king's gritted teeth, though he was furious at you for flirting with another male, the rage he had felt when your title slipped through his lips was far more powerful. "Your whore, how much gold for a night with her?" A smug grin spread upon his grimy face, a grin he wished to wipe clean from his face with his sword. "My whore, is not for sale. She will not warm anyone else's bed other than my own." The low growl sending a sharp shiver down your spine, you could not deny the effect his possessiveness had upon you.

Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as the king inched closer to the lower-class male, eyes burning blazes far more powerful than Smaug's breath. "You shall refer to her as Y/N or her highness and only as such, the title of my whore is meant for myself and myself alone." His fingers tightly clung around his thumb, chest rising and falling quickly as his gaze burnt further holes into his competitor's skull. "If you wish to leave Erebor intact, I highly suggest you do so. Understood?" The opposite male quickly bobbed his head, face draining of all color the moment the king's harsh tone caught his ear.

"Good, now get out of my sight." And with those words, the male quickly scurried off leaving you with the fuming king. "Outside, now." Another low growl further dampened the undergarments that rested between your thighs. Without the chance to respond, he quickly dragged you out of the meeting halls without the notice nor the care of others around him.

"What did you think you were doing?" Hissing as he shoved you up against the cold stones, your words quickly catching in your throat as the glint in his eyes grew darker. "You know what, my whore? I simply do not care now, it appears someone has forgotten who she belongs to." The hot air on the nape of your bare neck forced you to swallow a mouthful of air, the burning fury within his ocean eyes furthering the lust you had towards him.

"No clever comment? Or are you too overwhelmed by your pathetic need to be full of cock already?" The sensation of his rough calloused hand inching up your thigh caused your breath to hitch in the back of your throat, your lust-filled eyes boring back into his enraged ones. "Thorin, we should stop. Someone could spot us-" "If they do let them watch, you are mine and all of middle earth will know it when I get done with you." The once silent halls filled with the sudden tearing of your panties, the damped fabric sprawled onto the murky ground beneath you.

A small pathetic gasp escaped your plump lips as his fingertips grazed your sensitive clit, excruciatingly sensitive due to his highness's neglect towards it in favor of his work. "Look at you, so responsive already. Such a good whore for me." A proud smile spread upon his lips as a singular thick finger traced a path down your drenched cunt, the very tip slowly delving inside of your soaked walls before slipping away.

An irritated sigh slipped through your lips as you attempted to lower yourself down upon it, your movements quickly stalled by his harsh grasp digging into your left hip. "Ah, ah, ah." He tutted pulling his finger further away from your soaked cunt. "Only good whores get pleasure, have you been a good whore?" "I always am-ah!" A harsh thwack against your clit forced your entire body to tremble. "Wrong answer." His cock stirring against the tight fabric he called trousers at your pathetic whines.

The continued thwacks against your sopping pussy echoed throughout the empty halls, soft whines and desperate pleads filled the king's ears amongst his torturous touches. "Oh please, your highness! I'll do anything you desire, please use me. I need it so badly." The pathetic excuse for words choked out of your swollen lips, each thwack digging your teeth further into the tip of your upper lip. "Anything?" A mischievous smirk spread upon his lips, your neediness was a sight, a rare one yet one he adored more than any treasure in all of middle earth.

The blur of your beautiful hair caught his eyes, he had trained you to be his perfect cock whore so well. "Face the wall, legs spread wide." His hot breath was suddenly removed from your neck as he backed away from you. "Now." His command jolted you up from the wall, legs trembling in an attempt to keep you steady as you quickly spun around.

"Such a good little whore." He hummed lowly while he kneaded your plump arse. "My good little whore." The soft tickle of his beard against your neck allowed a small giggle to slip between your lips. Finally, you were getting what you wanted. Arching your back downwards, you pressed your covered arse further into his calloused palms receiving an appreciative groan from him. "Needy today, aren't we?" Though you could not see it, you could feel the smile upon his lips due to the amusement dripping from his words.

"I am always needy for you, my king." A silent whine disrupting your words as the king's rough hands roamed beneath your skirts, a harsh thwack on your plump arse forced a choked moan out of your lips. "Must you tease me?" You whined slightly louder than desired, all care you had for getting caught slowly inching out of your mind as you thought of the inches between the king's legs.

"Patience, my dear whore." The king hummed lowly as his hands continued to further explore your desperate form, gliding over each curve and ounce of your body. Each bump and rough patch of skin received a momentary hover of the king's hands, some ounces in small circles, before gliding to the next mass of flesh, admiring and loving each scar and imperfection your body held.

Though it typically warmed your heart knowing how much his highness adored you and the things you have done for him, now was not the time you wanted him to be gentle with you nor receive any praises from him. You needed him badly, you needed him now.

Further pressing your plump arse into his large palm, you slowly began to roll your hips in a desperate attempt for him to gift you with any form of pleasure. "You know you want to." The words dripping with lust, your low sultry tone causing his aching cock to twitch against those damn restraints he called trousers.

"Is that so? What else do I want to do, if you are so clever?" As you opened your mouth to answer his inquiry you felt the sudden shift of your skirts going upwards. "Go on, whore. Speak." "I-oh fuck!" Your attempt to form words dying off on your tongue at the sudden pressure between your legs, the tip of his throbbing cock slowly pressing into your soaked cunt without fair warning.

A small gasp of pleasure escaping your lips as his throbbing cock continued to push further inside of you, the gentle stretch of your walls allowed your eyes to loop upwards into your skull. "Shit, Thorin." The pathetic little mewls from his pulsating cock deep within you sounded more heavenly than any instrument's tune before, a pleased grin spreading upon his lips as he bucked his hips upwards allowing his cock to further stretch out your soaking cunt.

"Such a good little whore, taking all of me so easily." The muttered words against your neck sending a shiver down your spine, the soft tickle of his beard against your bare neck was accompanied by gentle nips at the curve of your soft neck. The bucking of his hips stalled at a gentle pace allowing you time to adjust to the heavenly stretch inside of you, each fiber of his being burning as he restrained himself from further carving his cock inside of you.

The attempts to allow you to adjust quickly failed as you backed your hips against his, your soaking cunt squeezing around his throbbing cock with each movement. "Fuck." He groaned tilting his head backward, eyes closed at the heavenly sensation as his hands roamed up your body before resting snugly around your throat.

Your eyes widening at the gentle pressure that surrounded your neck, the warmth which radiated off of his palms soothing the faint bite marks given mere moments before. "Be a good whore and stay still." The roughness in his voice further drenching your aching cunt, a tone you had heard once before he pulled out of you and left you there, desperate and begging for the smallest touch from him.

The squelch of your drench cunt accompanied the sound of skin slapping against each other throughout the stone halls, your pleased moans ever so slightly muffled by the king's hands clenching around your throat. The pair tightening as his movements grew faster, his cock hitting the most sensitive spots deep within you with every stroke.

Though he was not mighty when it came to his height, his cock was far different, much larger and thicker than you had ever dreamt of. The faint sting of it stretching you out upon entrance far too heavenly for words to describe, a statement you had once told him only to be met by his mocking as you sobbed on his throbbing cock that very night at the intensive stretch he gave you.

"So fucking tight, so tight for me." He growled lowly into your ear as the thrusts of his hips became harder and quicker, your hands desperately clawing against the smooth walls as each rough thrust further carved his cock into your inner walls. "All for you, Thorin." The words choked out weakly as your eyes looped upwards within your skull, your mouth agape as each thrust allowed a moan to escape.

"Who's pussy is this? Fucking say it." Another low growl greeted your ease whilst he rammed his cock deeper in your depth, hitting the most sensitive part of your core with each powerful stroke. "It's your pussy, Thorin. It's all yours." You sobbed loudly, a familiar tingling spreading up from your toes throughout your entire body as a knot formed within the pit of your belly.

"What was that, whore? I couldn't hear you!" The pressure against your neck slightly eases before a harsh thwack fell upon your arse, your body jolting forwards at the sudden sensation as a whimper suddenly left your lips. "You own my pussy, Thorin!" You yelped out, your loud cries bouncing throughout the large halls. Any concern of your peers hearing your slutty cries melted out of your pleasure-filled mind, your only thoughts on how harshly the king was treating your pussy. The knot within your stomach tightening further, your cunt clenching around the massive cock buried within you.

"AH!" His rough thumb began toying with your throbbing bundle of nerves, his animalistic thrusts refusing to ease up on your beaten pussy as your body trembled before him. Sweaty palms gliding down the cold walls, back arched further towards him as his calloused hand clenched tighter around your throat. "Fuck, I can't." You choked out another whine as both of his movements became sloppier, soft grunts escaping his lips as your pussy began to pulsate around his swollen cock.

"Cum." He commanded lowly, his hips beginning to burn at the pace of his animalistic thrusts. Each thrust ramming his cock at the most sensitive spot in your body, his thumb perfectly circling the tense bundle of nerves between your legs. "I can't." He snarled at your pathetic whine, the circles from his thumb quickly removed by a harsh smack against your throbbing clit.

"I said fucking cum, whore! Do it, cum for me. Now!" A loud yell escaping your lips as your body trembled, the static sensation spreading upon your body as the knot within your belly finally burst. His sturdy hand moving from your clit to your chest to keep your trembling form steady whilst you gushed around his cock, a proud smile spread upon his lips as his thrusts began to slow. "That's a good whore, cumming for her king." He cooed softly, his hand moving from your neck to caress your cheek whilst your walls fluttered around him.

The cool air filled your lungs as your gasps returned to steady breaths, your tense shoulders slumping towards your sides as a blissful look spread across your face. "I've got you." His words came out as a soft chuckle as he pressed a gentle kiss upon your neck, a soft nod of the head signaling him you were prepared to go again.

"Are you sure, Y/N? You nearly collapsed there." The back of his rough hand gently caressing your cheek. "Please, Thorin. You need your release as well." A mischievous smile spreading upon your lips, without warning you began to move forwards before lowering yourself back down on his length allowing a bliss-filled moan to slip through both of your lips.

The temporarily silent halls quickly filled back with the sound of skin slapping against each other yet again, the much softer rhythm accompanied by the faint moans from the king. "Fuck, you feel so good." He moaned into your ear as you met his soft thrusts by pushing your ass further against him, the hands which once held your neck now squeezing one of yours and gripping the flesh on your hip.

Each throb and thrust allowed your body to tremble, the aftershock of your orgasm still rang fresh throughout your body. His thrusts slowed down in speed as he squeezed your palm tightly, eyes glued shut allowing him to further absorb the sensations of your squelching pussy.

"You fuck me so good, my king." You cooed, squeezing his palm back as you further bounced yourself on his cock knowing well he was not short from falling into the depths of his pleasure, the slow teasing circles your hips would trace whilst on the base of his cock sent a loud groan throughout the halls.

"Fuck, Y/N. If you keep that up I'll-" A soft whimper slipping through his lips as you released his hand from yours, both palms planted firmly on the wall as you continued to ram yourself back against his throbbing cock. "Do it, my king. Cum for me." The sight of your arse bouncing upon his cock and your encouraging words almost too much for the lust-stricken king.

His sturdy arms wrapping around your waist tightly as he held you steady, his pace gradually picking up as his whimpers rang throughout Erebor. "Fuck, I want to fill you up so badly." His whines in your ear were your favorite tune, much like your desperate moans and whimpers to him, it was one no instrument could compare to nor recreate.

"You want to fill up your whore's pussy? Would that make my king happy?" You hummed out softly between moans, the heavy slap of skin against each other speeding up as he bobbed his head against your neck. "Please." His pathetic little whines making your pussy flutter around him, a single hand trailing down back towards your cunt and greeting your bundle of nerves yet again.

"Then do it, your highness. Fill me up with your cum." The moment that heavenly tune left your lips he began to plow into you faster, sweat glistening upon his forehead as his thumb swirled around your sensitive bundle of nerves, desperate to get one more orgasm out of you during his own.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" The loud cries of the king ringing out throughout his kingdom as his grip around your waist tightened, his body slumping further into yours as his hips bucked roughly into yours, his thumb still twiddling around that sensitive bundle of nerves he adored so deeply bringing you to yet another blinding orgasm.

White-hot ribbons painting the deepest depths within your womb, the overwhelming sensation of being filled to the brim made your nails puncture his toned arms. A soft hiss escaped his lips at the new puncture wounds, ones he would later claim he received during battle, and hoped the stirring of his cock would not give the truth away.

Trembling bodies clinging onto one another tightly, your nails still digging into his toned flesh while your lips curved up into a looped smile. "Thank you." He muttered softly, kissing the nook of your neck between pants for the cooling air. "Anytime, my king." You cooed happily, glazed-over eyes staring back at one another as your soft lips met his.

A tender moment erasing all images of the day before from both minds, simple orgasmic peace within you was all the new king needed in these silent moments, moments he wished he wasn't required to end. "Ready to return to our guests, my whore?" He hummed softly, pulling his softened cock out of your warm depths. A soft disappointed whimper escaped your lips at the sudden departure, wishing to have nothing more but a few more moments or hours with him.

"If it were up to me, my king, we wouldn't return till neither of us could walk." The soft mutter barely catching his ear, your attention now focused on fixing your disheveled appearance before facing the men in the other room. "After this, you will have me all to yourself until the next full moon." His lips gracing yours again for another few blissful seconds, the soft sensation easing all tension and worries from your body.

"I suppose I can bear with our guests for a few moments longer." A pleased smile creeping up onto your face causing the king to shake his head, both knowing well this would not be the first outburst towards him.

"Come along then." The sturdy thumps of his heavy boots ringing throughout the halls as you walked by his side, hands tightly wrapped around the other. "Oh, and before I forget." Pausing a few feet from the large metal doors in front of you, watching curiously as his opposite hand delved into his furs. "Remember, I own you, whore." Your body froze seeing your soaked panties in his clutches, a mischievous glint sparkling within his ocean orbs whilst he quickly tucked it away.

The soft clicks of his boots brought you out of your shocked daze alongside the sudden trickle of cum rolling down your inner thighs, a heavy heat quickly burning beneath your cheeks as you rushed after the mischievous king. "Thorin! Give those back to me this instant!" Your yells bouncing off the walls whilst you attempted to grab within his robes, his amused chuckles only fueling your desperate attempts to cover your bare cunt.

"You said it yourself, my lovely whore. I own your pussy and as the owner of it, I want it bare at all times." The smug grinning king pressed a soft kiss upon your cheek before waltzing into the meeting room ever so calmly as if him pounding into you mere moments ago was simply a figment of your imagination, you trailing close behind him with your gaze pointed towards the floor.

His hot cum further staining your inner thighs as you took your spot next to him, a calm smile spread upon your lips as you remembered his words. 'you will have me all to yourself until the next full moon.' How he would regret his actions at nightfall, if he wished to play dirty you could as well.

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[spotaus]

The silliest of guys ♡

AH- I haven't drawn so many Guys in one image in ages!!! I wanted to use this as a stress-free excuse to draw Swap and Error (<- two guys I struggle to draw) and then added Cross and Dream in there for the sake of making it my usual collection of Favorite Guys!

Plus, bonus of N (my skelesona) in the center! They're silly goofy, and also balancing on their tail and holding Swap up off the ground. (They're not touching Error, but are close enough for discomfort). N usually doesn't have pants like that but I'm considering changing their design just a smidge because the shape is fun!

Having said that, I have a little spotty lore here which is why I put it under the cut, but I've mentioned my old fic drafts here before a few times. These four were the ones who usually got put through the gauntlet, because I adored writing for them sm.

Error was just such a fun goof to write for (honestly this guy was my first time figuring out that I was Ace. Bro doesn't like touch, and I used that as a writing outlet for a long while before it hit me lol). Swap was uhhhhh (???) I don't rlly know. I never could find a good mix of Canon or Fanon so I usually just kinda projected onto him. Dream I related to the most in the end (Golden Child Energy/Positive Force, regrettably) and so he always just kinda ended up in my drabbles. Then Cross was largely because Xtale and Underverse have always been near and dear to my heart, and it keeps pulling me back into the Fandom 🙏 plus I liked writing Cross' dynamic with Nightmare and his gang tbh.

Of course, I still can't beat the Ink allegations deep down. Like, AroAce king my beloved. (And N looks more like him every day istg-)

[theink-stainedfolk]

New Old WIP!!!

This is the synopsis of my very old story. I posted some content like this & this for it.

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Title: The Tale of The King & His Knight

In the kingdom of Calmaria, King Mirique Nenjassik Fiera Khemed lives under the shadow of his ruthless minister, Farnak, who holds all real power. Overwhelmed by despair and a sense of helplessness, Mirique contemplates suicide. Before taking the fatal step, he decides to exercise a rare moment of autonomy by choosing his own knight, Famien Hywell Lorcus, the son of his father’s loyal protector.

Unbeknownst to Mirique, the poison he consumes, provided by a mysterious old man, is not a mere means to end his life but a catalyst for a dramatic transformation. Mirique and Famien are magically swapped into each other’s bodies, thrust into a new reality where their lives are intertwined in unexpected ways.

As Mirique adapts to his new role in Famien’s robust form and Famien navigates the perils of court life in the king’s frail body, they must collaborate in secrecy to survive and unravel the treacherous schemes of Farnak. Their unlikely partnership forces them to confront their deepest fears, re-evaluate their notions of power and loyalty, and ultimately seek a way to reclaim what has been lost.

In a world where trust is scarce and betrayal lurks at every corner, Mirique and Famien must learn to navigate their new identities, uncover the truth behind the mysterious deaths of previous knights, and challenge the corrupt minister’s grip on the throne. Their journey of survival and redemption reveals that freedom and true leadership come from understanding and embracing the struggles of others.

Will Mirique find the liberation he seeks, and will Famien prove his worth beyond mere loyalty? Together, they must face the ultimate test of their character and their bond, or risk losing everything they hold dear.

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@cottonberry

I hope this is as interesting and beloved to you as it is to me♡♡♡♡

[mewmeomei]

*⁠.⁠✧ i'm not done yet, please kiss my neck -🎀

vil schoenheit x gn!reader

desc: the sweet aroma of his perfume made you want to kiss him...

warnings: none

reader is shorter than vil!!

completely sfw! w kisses :3

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

you finally got permission to visit night raven college, the school your beautiful lover is in.

when you told him the news the other night, you could just see him smiling while responding to you.

you dressed yourself up today, it is a special occasion after all. you both rarely see eachother because of school, which makes this visit even more special.

on your way to his dorm, all you can think about is his pretty smile, and his soft eyes.

upon arriving at the door of the pomefiore dorm, you saw him - your beloved vil.

he was waiting for you all this time, the thought of it made you so happy.

you quickly walked towards his direction, as he starts to notice you.

"vil!"

you happily said, as you kissed the back of his hand gently.

he giggled softly, that was so beautiful to your ears you felt like you could melt.

"hello, my dear. that was quite a warm greeting."

vil gently kissed the top of your head, before taking your hand in his.

he led you to his room, as you both have a small conversation about your week.

you started to notice a sweet foreign smell coming from him, it makes you go slightly dizzy.

he swapped perfumes.

this one smelled especially nice...

"-my dear, are you alright? we've arrived."

"oh! sorry.. i was kinda zoning out, hehe."

vil sighed, as he closes the door.

you both sat down on his bed, as you started to chat about everything.

halfway through, you got distracted by his perfume again.

it smelled so gentle, so sweet...

next thing you knew, your lips were on his cheek.

vil froze a bit, before leaning in on your kiss.

"oh! im sorry.. your perfume made you seem so much more.. attractive. i couldn't help myself."

vil laughed, before kissing your neck, leaving a small kiss mark.

"i quite enjoy it when you compliment me like this, my dear."

you stare into each other's eyes in comfortable silence, you felt like you were falling in love all over again.

"..vil, may i kiss your neck too? maybe a bit longer this time.."

"of course."

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

♡ .

[merakiui]

Oh my gosh??? How long did it take you to write for the fem! Riddle fic??? Did you write it all in less than a day? I could have sworn that you made the poll less than two days ago!!! That takes mad skill to write something so beautiful and so in character??? And for yandere fem twst as well! I can't wait to read what else you have in store! Seriously, how long do you usually take for fics like this? Great job! :D

I believe it took about two days! I was already writing it after I had posted the poll. If Floyd didn't end up winning, I would have simply swapped him out for the character who did. But I'm immensely pleased it was him in the end because Riddle fucking you on Floyd's bed in his own apartment is such a power move.

I'm very flattered you enjoyed the fic and found it beautiful and in character!!! >w< I loved writing Riddle being so abysmally down bad for you. She's hopelessly in love. <3 the visual image of her holding you close when you have her pinned to the wall while she's scowling at anyone who so much as glances at you, the deep red lipstick marks left on your skin, the smooth manipulation, the absolute smug pride she carries in the aftermath knowing she took what's rightfully hers, her conversation with Cater (I had to add him in; scenes with Cater are always so lively hehe!!) AAAAAAA it was so much fun to write!!! And her outfit!!!! I enjoyed choosing what she might wear on her night out to steal you back from Floyd. (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

As for a fic like that one, I think it's really just a matter of how inspired I am and how simple or complex the plot is. Since there was really only one main scene in this fic, I didn't have to worry about writing multiple scenes, as is often the case with my longer fics. I wrote a Kabukimono fic within a day because I was so motivated, so it's also a similar case for boyfriend. I was so desperate to write something for my beloved fem!Riddle.

Ramblings aside, thank you so very much for reading and enjoying the fic!!! I've been reading the comments left in reblogs and I'm so happy to know we are all down bad for our lovely girlie Riddle. :D

[writteninlunarlight-years]

hello there! i would like to request a matchup! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

fandom: obey me!

gender: female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: pansexual

zodiac sign: gemini

appearance: i'm around 5'10/around 175 cm, my hair is currently black (i dye it a lot), i have green eyes and round face; people usually think i'm younger than i actually am. i have 6 ear piercings and a sun tattoo which i love sm, i like to experiment with different makeup styles

personality: i'm an introvert, not too social. shy but only at first. either 100% or 0% energy, nothing in between. quite sarcastic, i can get emotional really fast though. i'm loyal and honest, i tend to get stressed very easily. i often find it hard to go out of my comfort zone

likes: animals (i have two cats and a dog!), books/mangas, baking, music, rain

dislikes: heights, darkness, crowds, snakes

extra fun fact: i collect plushies~

that's all, i hope it's okay!<3

MatchUps~

(My matchups are still closed, but I am doing this for a kind friend doing a match-up for me! I will post as soon as I am mentally ready to reopen my Match Ups again! Thank you all!)

Obey Me!

Satan

Headcanons~~

Satan enjoys your innocent looks the most. He associates your innocence with his beloved cats, who are so cute and innocent.

Satan asks for many reading dates with you and loves it when you two can swap books and discuss what you like and dislike about the stories. He even has taken hand a time or two at Manga. Maybe you can convince him to read more.

Satan is also an all-or-nothing person, especially when it comes to his Sin. He only reserves 100% of his energy for you once you start dating. He will be his usual self-present but has yet to fully invest any other time, primarily if it involves Lucifer's plans.

Satan will assist you in any task out of your comfort zone for the price of a few private cuddles. He will ensure you are content and happy before he worries about himself. Please don't tell his brothers that.

Let him pick out your jewelry. He thinks it is a personal way for him to show ownership over you if he gets to choose all the jewelry adorning you.

He loves your animals. Even though he isn't much of a dog person, he will make an exception for you. Your cats, though, are treated like gods in his presence.

Satan enjoys a rainy day spent sitting indoors with you, playing soft ambient music, and reading a new book together.

He will steal your cat plushies only to make you a warm nook in his room for you to curl up in.

Blurb~~

It was a cool day in hell. Rain softly pittered on the roof of the place you call home. With it being a weekend, the House of Lamentation was packed, especially since Lord Diavolo and Barbatos came over accompanied by Simeon, Luke, and Solomon. The house was lively as everyone played games, ate food, and, of course, argued over nothing at all. For you, however, this was indeed hell.

Now you loved the brothers, the angels, the lord, and even Solomon. What you hated is how this giant house suddenly felt too small with its many people. You were not enjoying being crowded by everyone, so slowly, you went to the back of the room for some fresh air. Little did you know your demon was overseeing you to ensure you were alright. Once safely away from the others enough to finally breathe, Satan swooped in and took your hand. He guided you to the library where you two could hide; lucky for you two, Mammon had just said something foolish, so all eyes were on him.

Once safely nestled in the library, Satan was wrapping you up in a blanket, turning on the record player, and pulling out the new book you had got him. Gently, he rested you against his chest, allowing you to get comfortable. After a few protests and worries that the others will notice, he calmed you and began to read to you. Hours had to have passed when the brothers finally realized their numbers had dwindled, and they searched for you. Imagine the horror on Mammon's face when he finds you and Satan cuddling, fast asleep.

[angeltism]

Work shouldn't be too difficult, my lady. After all, it's nothing in the grand scheme of things, and when I return I have a few weeks off from school, so it can't be that bad.

Bocchi the rock is one of the few anime in the past 2-3 years your knight has actually bothered watching from start to finish! He's tried a few things, but generally ends up swapping to reading the manga if that's an option.

L/N and MMJ are your knights personal favorites, mostly due to well, idols and bands. Given I was in a band for a few years (4-ish I think, I don't remember when we officially split up?), I think that's another Leo/Need bias.

My dear lady, your knight would be offering you plenty of kisses if I were there; Forehead and hands, although given the fact it is a hospital, I would have to resist the temptation of kissing your lips, after all, I wouldn't want to embarrass you in front of doctors and nurses (and I believe your father).

I'm glad, my knight ! Having time off of school is always nice :3

Well now I'm definitely curious ! I tend to have trouble finishing things so I completely get it, however if my dear knight enjoyed it I'll have to see about watching it sometime.

Gasp,, you have me oh so curious about you, my knight. The more I learn about you the more I can't help but want to know more,, As I mentioned while talking about school, creating music has never been my thing, but I heavily admire anyone who is able to.. Would my beloved knight be open to sharing which instrument they play/played ?

..Gjdjfjdkfjdj, as always my knight knows just how to fluster me ! Totally didn't suddenly start giggling like crazy n blushing in the car. Totally not,, (⁠*⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠)⁠/⁠～⁠♡

[lilangelselfships]

. 🎀 Angel's Intro. ♡

[ ANTI-PROSHIP, PROSHITS YOUR F/OS HATE YOU. ♡ ]

[ TRANSPHOBES, HOMOPHOBES, BIGOTS, AROACE EXCULSIONISTS, ANTI-SELFSHIP, PROSHITTERS, ANTI-AGERE, AGEPLAY, DDLG, DNI PLEASE! ♡ ]

Hello ~ ♡, Welcome to my selfships blog! You can call me Angel, and im your wacky host!

Main – @angel-beloved

I'm a minor selfshipper who primarily has male and romantic selfships! My list is here! <3

♡ ~ Percy Jackson [ PJO ] (This Percy uses He/They, Is Demisexual and Demiromantic, and is Annabeth's BFF and wingman ♡ )

♡ ~ Sally Jackson [ Platonic ] [ PJO ] (my mom figure / future mother-in-law ♡)

♡ ~ Patton Sanders (dad!) & Roman and Remus Sanders (my chaos bros♡ ) [ Platonic + Familial. ]

♡ ~ Kel [ OMORI ] (My basketball himbo yes he's a himbo have you SEEN his happy sprite not a thought behind those eyes.. ♡)

♡ ~ Pregame Kokichi Ouma. [ Danganronpa V3 ] (He strays far from accepted fanon PG! Kokichi! ♡)

♡ ~ Shuichi Saihara. [ Danganronpa V3. ] (Mr. Detective! I've gotten my heart stolen~!)

♡ ~ Jason Dean [ Heathers ] (currently getting him therapy as we speak actually-)

♡ ~ Kou Minamoto [ TBHK ] (Baker boy! ♡)

♡ ~ Hanako-kun / Amane Yugi [ TBHK ] (Two sides of the same coin im willing to hug ♡)

♡ ~ Len Kagamine [ Vocaloid] (where he isn't actively suffering in every song he's been in-)

♡ ~ Kusuo Saiki [ TDLOSK ] (Kusuo is Demiromantic Aceflux like his beloved ♡)

♡ ~ Oscar Pine [ RWBY ] (MAIN<3) (In an AU where yk he gets THERAPY TOO.)

♡ ~ Steven Quartz Diamond Demayo Cutiepie Universe / Steven Quartz Universe. [ SU Future ] (Why do they all need therapy what)

♡ ~ Hitohito Tadano. [ Komi Can't Communicate. ] (my boyfriend who talks when I can't. ♡)

♡ ~ Shousuke Komi [ Komi Can't Communicate. ] (My quiet black kitty ♡)

♡ ~ Sans [ Undertale. ]( Classic + AUs! (Underfell, Swap, Ink + Error, and whatever AUs I post fr--)) (Sansy Mr. Pun Master! ~ ♡)

♡ ~ Kris Dreemurr [ Deltarune. ] (I primarily use They/Them for them! ♡) (My knight in a bit of shining armor ♡ )

♡ ~ Peter Dales [ I Love Amy ] (I stole my gfs ex-crush (she was cool with it-)

♡ ~ Sunny [ OMORI. ] (another black cat bf ♡)

♡ ~ Leo Valdez [ Crush ] [ PJO ] (Babes a firework frfr)

♡ ~ Miles Morales [ ITSV / ATSV ] (My first crush i thinks)

♡ ~ Wally Darling [ Welcome Home. ] (I caved for the puppet man)

F/Os who are my friend's OCs!

☆ – Sapphire/Sapphy and Arc <3 (both by @shadestar413)

I'm willing to share f/os and gush about them together! I use two different ocs for different selfships because i like having variety (an IRL/Realistic version and an ideal Vers.) I am also a hopeless romantic I beg of thee be nice to me-

I will block whoever makes me uncomfortable. It's not you, it's me.♡

I hope you have fun! <3

[theviridianbunny]

self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same <333

AAHH SPIN HELLO ANGEL!! OK- i will be talking about my beloved blorbo Viridian !! I want to talk about how she has grown over the past year- seeing as she is one of my creations!! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ heads up this might be a long read because i have a lot to say (and lots of screenshots aaah)

So- I've had Viridian as an OC since July last year. She has gone through a new small chnages- but every version of her I love with all my heart- she is so special to me (an explination to one of the reasons why can be found here)

OK LETS START WITH VANILLA VIRIDIAN (from my blind run of cp2077 which lasted from July to septmber 2022) - vanilla viridian looks very similar to my 2071 viridian (minus the arasaka cyberarm)- this version of her had No mods (because I didnt know how to mod). At this time I Couldn’t really make out her vibe- all i knew was she loved jackie and had hair kinda like mine &lt;3 - the vanilla run was more- more for me to just sit and play cyberpunk- and cry because i went in blind not knowing what would happen (ugh uhm komepki plaza I AM LOOKING AT YOU) - this version of viridian was played / used before transmog was a thing in cp2077- so i was always like "GOS HOW DO I DRESS HER?!?!?" and she looked... interesting at times XD

After my vanilla run- I though "oh hey... what If i gave modding a go? 2022 is all about trying now and scary things after all!!".. so I shopped around for a basic mod and ended up trying out this pride eyeshadow mod - took me... god a few hours and lots of screaming at my pc to get it working (because i had no idea the main file had to be unzipped- hey @genocidalfetus - i am forver greatful for your help with that!!) after getting that one (1) mod installed- i felt like i could fight god and went ham installing mods (then the gamer gods humbled me when i deleted a main game file by mistake and it took 8 hours for my game to re install) BUT WE MOVE- I started to play around with more mods- realised I wanted Viridian to have her arasaka cyberarm so I managed to get that- then started to play around with hairstyles- viridian had a really shirt haircut for like-- ages!! --- and and i found a mod for jackie's leather bomber which made me SO HAPPY AAAHH

This was around october/november 2022- kinda around the time i was shyly approaching tumblr and posting blorbo stuff. But then the 1.61 patch dropped and i yelled because all my mods had to be re installed - but again we move - we learn and grow!

In the december of 2022 I came up with my first ever AU- the devil canon (which is an AU where Viridian gose back to arasaka near the end of her life- a very angsty AU)

At the start of 2023 I played around with more outfits and hairstyles (finally figured out what shair i'd like viridian to have canonically) - learnt about model swapping too! also started to actually flesh out her alter ego "arasaka's red rabbit" a brutal netrunner !! As my confidence with modding has grown- I've tried many fun outfits for her !! some of my fave looks can be found here, here , here and here (others are below!)

And now we are at the present- May 2023!! Viridian now has a solid design- I'm still having fun making new outfits for her- trying out new things- new poses- new ways to light my work!! Viridian also now exists in a few other universes / games such as The sims 4 or dragon age inquisition! (was inspired by my dear friend @halsin !!)

Recently- like as in- yesterday I made a very fun shoot where I dressed Viridian in summery clothes/swimwear and photoed her at a pool with Jackie!! One of my fave sets i've made so far this year- very fun to work on!!

well ok- if you've gotten to this point you're a champ!! I know i do rammble a lot about my ocs- but Viridian means a lot to me- It was very fun traulling through my tumblr and old chat feeds with friends to find stuff!! I am forver growing and learning when it comes to creating- I have fun and- yknow dont mind if stuff looks a bit janky or off at times!!

Thank you for coming to my TED talk <3 thank you for being such lovely humans - for all the hype and support- i love you all a lot and can't wait to see where I go next on my little modding and photography adventure !!

[aceofvernons]

merry christmas xan beloved! 🥺💖 I haven’t been making rounds on here much but sending you the biggest holiday mwahs ever!

also re: who would he suguhoon’s gojo 😳 I am taking recommendations! so far I have Jeonghan in mind but tbh I’ll draw homerun era Shua as Gojo simply bc of the hair color (but he’ll make an official jjk swap with Yuta) also why does it feel like woozi mentioning geto in passing feels like a myth 😭 I think it was during one of his recent lives he mentioned how his hair looks like geto if he ties it up. partially made me watch jjk 🥺 the pushing force was watching the spoilers tag blow up + the fav chara protection circles 😂

anyways imy!! and happy holidays my fave dolly 🥺💖 thinking of you always 💖

— chia 🐏

@dalkyeom OMG CHIA HIIIIIIIIIIII ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO MY BELOVED I HOPE YOU'RE WELL AND THANK YOU FOR STOPPING BY ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

as for geto!uji jeonghan might be a good gojo for him! i honestly don't know. but home run shua dressed as him because of the hair..... bestie you are a genuis and i love you so much for it ♡♡ also wait yuta!shua makes so much sense??? your mind is huge ily

also that does sound like something he would say but i can't really confirm it! but i hope you're enjoying jjk because o(-< that thing is GOING places.

[totallygnude]

C - Chatter

Ha! I never shut up~ Its one of my many beloved qualities~♡

During the act, I like to tell people how good they taste, or if someone is being really dominant, I like to lean into being subby for them... Otherwise we could talk about anything. Science chatter while taking Jade's knot, what kinda weed we like when Gamzee is relaxing post-nut in my goo like I'm her sopor slime, or swapping stories about hunts and sneaky adventures with Meulin while she sits on me~

[clusterpuppy]

Bea Blushbloom! 🌸 ♡o｡.(✿ฺ｡ ✿ฺ)

She’s an AU of my beloved Orianna where the party’s alignments and classes swapped. Bea is a lawful good cleric ehehehe,, I wanted to draw her in a cute outfit I found on Insta so I did. it’s lazy because I’ve had an awful day but I hope you enjoy.,! 😙🩷

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

For the Headcannons Asks:

Jake/Ronnie in the AU that hits you hardest.

☮ - friendship headcanon

♡ - romantic headcanon

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

▼ - childhood headcanon

Mouse! 🐭 thank you for these. The AU hitting me the hardest rn is the Survivor AU which all of me and two other people care about but...a new season is airing rn so every Wednesday/Thursday/whenever i get around to watching the new episode my mind is set to "rotate the blorbos" and off i go lol

^jeff probst my beloved

☮ - friendship headcanon

So at the start of the show/game there are four tribes of returning Love Survivors. Heroes (known for their good strategies and being genuinely decent people while playing the game), Sidekicks (supporters of heroes mostly lol), Villains (winners known kinda for being dicks but playing the game well), and Henchmen (supporters of the villains, but also kinda known for backstabbing the "leaders").

Ronnie and Jake are both put on the Hero Tribe and obviously, they make fast friends and allies with each other. But Ronnie also makes fast friends with Natasha, a physical therapist from Arizona, also on the Hero Tribe. But it's not until Javy comes over from the Villain Tribe during a buff swap that him and Jake meet and they are instant BFFs.

♡ - romantic headcanon

Jake wins a reward challenge once, a yacht trip around the island of Fiji with food and drinks, he only gets to bring one person along with him. And of course he chooses to take Ronnie along with him. When the cameras are on them they gotta be talking the game and strategies and whatever (and also about how jake finds a hidden immunity idol in his napkin). But for the most part, they're getting to know one another. Talking about anything and everything and probably confessing that if they were in the real world, this would be their first date. "Why can't it be our first date?" So then they end up calling it their first date forever.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

Jake is a thrill seeker. He loves skydiving and BMX biking and bungee jumping. He's the heir to a HUGE cattle ranch empire in Texas, so he's loaded to the tits and can afford to do this kinda thing all the time. It was why he was drawn to go on Survivor in the first place (he donated his winnings obviously, he didn't need them).

Ronnie just likes rock climbing, hiking, and swimming mostly. Made her perfect for the show.

▼ - childhood headcanon

Ronnie lived a pretty normal childhood (aside from Brad being a huge bully the whole time). I would say Goose still died when she was pretty young, and Carole not until Ronnie was in college.

And Jake is an only child in this universe! And his parents are present and kinda the best. They don't spoil him as the only child with so much money. A miracle truly that he's not a huge douche.

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