#anon harem included

[tanoraqui]

Those bulletpoint fics are some of my favorite crossover fics. The Sabriel girl genius crossover is still excellent. Actually all of the girl genius crossovers are my favorite

honestly the Girl Genius Abhorsen AU is probably to this day my favorite crossover fic I've ever written. The Heterodynes being a lineage of Free Magic sorcerers and necromancers who are functionally, accidentally, a bloodline of the Eighth Bright Shiner is just so perfect. The worldbuilding and multi-generational and mythological drama really came together.

[tarrynightss]

what happens when sukuna’s precious little jewel actually does get pregnant ???

I’m so glad you asked Anon hehe

Concubine!reader x Sukuna thoughts part 1 here

Tags; Pregnancy, Concubine!fem!Reader, smut below cut, breeding kink, size difference, bit of lactation kink

Sukuna is not surprised when it happens after all the hard work you both put into realizing his dream. He notices a subtle change in your smell, in the energy that pulsates around you when he caresses his hand over your body. A wide grin splits on his face as he lays his hand over your lower stomach, his chest sturdy against your back. He can’t help but nuzzle his face against the side of your head, inhaling more of your intoxicating smell. “It took.”. Those simple words have your eyes widening and your heart pounding in your chest, looking back at him to ensure you understood correctly. “You’re with child.”

He’s overjoyed with the prospect of having a baby, an heir of his own. He’s more affectionate than he ever was, taking time to settle you close against him, his fingers absentmindedly tracing the growing bump on your stomach. He even caresses your hair and kisses you in an attempt to comfort you when you feel pain, all of it shockingly gentle for Sukuna. In his mind there’s a simple explanation. You did as he wanted, and you continue to do your duty well, ensuring his child is safe and growing strong inside you even when it hurts you, so you should be rewarded for it.

Sukuna has always been wary of others, but with the pregnancy he turns outright paranoid. With the amount of enemies he has he worries that one might now lash out and target you and your baby. He focuses more on maintaining barriers around the house, has someone sample your food in front of him before it’s allowed to be served to you, and you never sleep alone anymore, him always curled protectively against your side. He also decides to dismiss a large portion of his harem, not trusting them to have your best interest in mind. He knows how jealous humans can get, had seen women scratch each others eyes out just to get ahead of the other, and so the only other concubines allowed to stay are the ones you claim are your friends. He still keeps a careful eye on them, only truly allowing it because he knows that when the time comes, you will need women to aid you through it, and he doesn’t trust random midwives more than he trusts them.

Sukuna will spoil you more than ever, making sure you are comfortable in whatever way he can offer. The pregnancy is clearly taking a toll on you, your stomach having grown large and heavy, and he almost worries the size difference between you that excited him so might become the death of you. He carries you basically everywhere the last two months, wrapping you up in his strong arms and doing anything you need of him. It’s quite ironic; you used to be the one helping him get dressed, fawning over your master, and now he does the opposite for you. Though you know it’s out of necessity, it still makes your heart flutter.

That Sukuna is stressed out when you finally give birth is putting it lightly. He waits outside as customary, trying to appear stoic but panicking on the inside at your pained screams. As soon as he hears a baby cry, he barges in, watching as another concubine places the child against your bare chest. He quickly finds himself on his knees beside you, brushing one large hand over your sweaty forehead to comfort you as the other joins you in holding your baby. It’s a daughter, but she’s healthy and strong, screaming her lungs out for a minute more before calming down. You laugh, and he breathes in deeply, knowing you both made it. Relieve makes him bend forward and press a kiss to your forehead, leaning back just in time to see the child’s eyes open. Four in total, just like her father, but with the scarlet stare replaced by the lovely color of your eyes.

It surprises everyone, including you, how much of an involved father he is, holding his baby as often as he can, a large finger prodding at her pouty lips till she smiles and coos. When you apologize to him for not giving him a son, he stares at you blankly, gesturing for you to rise from where you kneel before him, putting one hand on your cheek as two others still cradle your baby. “I don’t need your apology. The child is healthy, and you will give me a son next time.” The surprise is evident on your face as your eyes snap to his. Not only is he being benevolent, but he also just said he wants another child with you. You were afraid he would discard you like a broken toy after this, no longer interesting enough to him, but it seems you still manage to hold your position as his favorite, bringing a smile to your face.

It has to be said that Sukuna can’t take his eyes off of you from the moment that tiny bump appears on your stomach. There’s something about it, about you, that makes every fiber of his being crave touching you. Maybe it’s that famous pregnancy glow, or maybe it’s the fact that he knows he’s the one who fucked a baby into you. You’re his, more clearly now than ever, and it excites him beyond his own comprehension.

Luckily for Sukuna, the hormones coursing through your body have you seeking him out desperately throughout most of your pregnancy. The first few months he fucks you like he wants to ruin you, rutting into you like an addict, but as soon as you really start showing he becomes more gentle. He wouldn’t risk seriously hurting you or his child, often seating you in his lap as he thrusts into you, his mouth lapping at your sweet neck. You still mewl so sweetly for him, so eagerly, and he already knows he might want to do this all over again after you’ve given him his first child.

Sukuna takes such good care of his little jewel, even massaging your poor sore breasts, teasing your aching nipples with his tongue. The changes to your body have him drooling all over you, his hands constantly on your growing breasts or belly. It becomes a guilty pleasure of his to touch you there, enjoying just having you on his lap as he rolls your nipples between his fingers, loving the way you squirm against him.

You find some of the changes quite embarrassing, especially when your breasts start leaking milk as you enter your third trimester. He only grins wolfishly when he notices the wet patches on the fabric covering your breasts, tutting as he pulls you to his chambers. “You need to relieve the pressure, little one.” And of course your benevolent master knows just how to do it, massaging your breasts till more drops come out, making sure he’s right there to help you through it all. This definitely gets far worse after you’ve given birth and your milk fully comes in, aching painfully to be released, Sukuna hot on your heels after ensuring your baby is fed to ‘help’ you.

[sophiethewitch1]

What We Want Masterlist

In Which A Romantic Breaks The Universe.

(Yandere!batboys x f!reader)

SUMMARY

Another lonely birthday, another empty year. You miss your family. You're late for your bills and rent, and even then, you got robbed last Tuesday.

Still, you buy yourself a cupcake, because you need it. I mean, hey. What's dessert for if not to get over cheating boyfriends and dead relatives?

As you blow out the candle, watching the clock switch from 11:59 pm to midnight of the next day, you make a wish.

And because the world doesn't like to make much sense, it comes true. Your life is suddenly flipped on a dime, and you're stuck trying to catch up with it. Fantasy becomes reality. You're a Wayne now, apparently. Or you used to be. You're loved, you're rich, you're talented and powerful.

Well, sort of. Careful what you wish for, right?

GENERAL TRIGGER WARNINGS/THINGS YOU CAN EXPECT

18+ MDNI, SLOW BURN yandere, romantic yandere with the 4 robin boys, rest of the batfam aren't yandere but still care about you, reader is a girlfailure, ex-step siblings (the dead mother trope), reverse harem, healthy dosing of enemies to lovers, my stupid romance novel tropes, fem!reader and afab!reader, all romantic leads 18+, the graphic violence, death and other such triggers of the original series, attempted sexual assault (chpt. 3), themes of depression/suicide, family death, themes of poverty, alcohol, mentions of alcoholism, my own mix of canon because honestly the canon right now is embarrassing, atypical/soft yandere behaviour, fluff and angst, suggestive and eventual smut, an eventual shared darling/polyandry, SLOW/INCONSISTENT UPDATES (aiming for once a month)

0. - The Second Worst Birthday Ever 1. - Not Quite An Isekai 2. - First (Second) Introductions 3. - Dreams And... 4. - Nightmares Too 5. - Meet The Adams Family 6. - Round Two. Fight!

Word Count as of the Chapter 5: 30k

Series tag (anon asks, snippets, updates and actual chapters all included): #series:WWW

More important asks/FAQ

Question about the boys being romantic or platonic Another question about the boys being hesitant or not Question about Damian being platonic or yandere Questions about Bruce being platonic or yandere Important note about the ex-stepsis thing Future sneak peek ft. Dames being stupid Question about happy/sad ending Future sneak peek ft. Dick being stupid

Fanart! Please give everyone here lots of love, their work is amazing!

Tim's Introduction Jason's Introduction Reader Under The Table SceneTM Reader Before And After The Worst Birthday Ever

[ozzgin]

Hello, sexy drider boob enjoyer anon here. Can I kiss the lady. It's for science.

At this point you can go ahead and include her in the harem, if you so desire. 😭 Who am I to stop y’all. Why not, why not.

Yandere! Female Spider x Reader

Content: female yandere, gender neutral reader, monster smut

She is very proud and values her independence, thus she would rather not be bound by any contract. In this regard, she will occasionally mock the other yokai men by calling them "collared dogs".

She is also not the type to fight or play the traveling hero. You'll always find her in the depths of her lair, and she'll always welcome you with open arms.

She doesn't really show her jealousy. Most often she prefers to make other people jealous, particularly the beastly men following you around.

I can't believe you haven't figured that out. Perhaps you just don't understand (Y/N) as well as I do...Then again, I wouldn't expect anyone else to share our deep bond.

Oh, you poor thing. Trying so hard to have (Y/N) notice you. I'll tell you what, be a good errand boy and I'll let you witness the sounds my little (Y/N) makes when I play with them. Maybe you can learn a thing or two.

Her sly smile rarely leaves her face. She's imperturbable, eerily so. She also has a dark sense of humor, sometimes joking about eating you up. You return her amused chuckle with certain hesitation, seeing the hundreds of mummified, emptied cadavers hung around her lair. "I wonder how the inside of your head looks like", she'll remark thoughtfully as she cracks the bone open. "Oh, don't make that face. I'd never eat my favorite human."

The demoness is very flirty and will frequently tease you for entertainment. If you get caught in one of her many webs, she'll gaze at your struggling form with a malicious grin. "You have the loveliest of whines. It almost makes me want to leave you there, all tied up. Like a gift ready to be unwrapped, hmm?"

You've only seen her raw envy once. Vicious, terrifying, bone-chilling. The monstrous yokai at your side could never compete with her ruthlessness. You can't even remember what set her off. Maybe some demon messing with you while you were left in her care. "This wasn't very ladylike of me, huh?" she said with a sad expression, features morphing back into the humanoid appearance you're used to. "Come here. I must've frightened you a fair amount."

[sea-lanterns]

I come here today to bother you with my own random Empress au thoughts. Just cause you really made such an incredible au!

Now just cause I got really attached to her, I started thinking about Nilou.

Just imagining a delegation from Sumeru, come to Liyue to give offerings and negotiate trade relations with the young Empress. They came with books containing knowledge of numerous subjects, rare treasures of the desert, and of course the most renowned dancer in the nation. A short trip to host these negotiations, but important.

A time where Ningguang is never far from her Empress since the woman is much more knowledgeable of such subjects, with many of the more protective courtesans staying close by because they just are always a little worry of unfamiliar people being near their Empress.

And in the night, after extensive negotiation and discussion. Comes time for the performance, a banquet held for the guests, and to accompany such lavish surroundings, the Sumeran dancer. And all the Empress' beloved courtesans watch in a combination of admiration and dawning horror as one by one they start to recognize the look in their loves eyes, the look of being enraptured by the woman before her.

But what lengths will they each go to either keep the Empress from directly speaking with Nilou, or perhaps try and push them closer together, just to watch the chaos in the court.

~🐁

🐁 anon!!???? ohmygoddd, that’s the best idea I’ve ever heard for the empress au yet 😣

I admit, I wanted the imperial harem to only include the liyue ladies, but to have sumeru nobles start visiting the empress is a really creative idea. ESPECIALLY WITH DANCER NILOU OMG.

i don’t think nilou would join the harem per se, but i can see her having a rather intimate relationship with the empress. maybe something less official than courtesan and more like she visits from time to time and ends up in the empress’ bed. of course, your official courtesans might get jealous that this foreigner is suddenly sleeping with their empress, but she never sticks around for too long so it’s okay, right?

unless…nilou decides she does want to officially court you. then that’s another issue for another day 👀

[thearoaceshark]

And since I can't stop talking about aroace characters, here is a list of characters that I headcanon as part of the aroace spectrum, and some canon! In no specific order, and I'm not going to give reasons, I just know that they are aroace (some have strong aroace coding, others just give me aroace vibes). They are all on the aromantic spectrum, I won't include the ones that are (or I think they are) just asexual, for the aro week.

1. The demon of the moment:

Alastor the Radio Demon, from Hazbin Hotel.

2. The guy who literally changed the weather to make a girl lose interest in him:

Saiki Kusuo, from The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

3. The most talented and pizza lover ninja turtle:

Michelangelo Hamato/Splinterson, from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (almost every version).

4. The dragonlord, an ace in magic:

Merlin, from BBC Merlin.

5. The girlboss of the Scientific Kingdom:

Kohaku, from Dr Stone.

6. Mr. I-have-all-the-bitches-behind-me-but-I-don't-want-any-of-them:

Senku Ishigami, from Dr Stone.

7. The guy literally left a harem for a coke:

Gen Asagiri, from Dr Stone.

8. Romance pursues her, but she is faster:

Anzu Hoshino, from Romantic Killer.

Feel free to use the edits if you want.

There are 13 characters but I only can publish 10 pictures, so go to see the rest in Part 2!

(Gen's hc as aroallo was courtesy of Anon, AND I LOVED IT! So I'm here to make Aroallo Gen more popular. I hope Anon sees this, thanks for the idea!)

[ranfren-rarepairs]

guys randal is literally the gayest gayiy gayaoi man in the world, he is on a poly relationship with every ranfren boy (yeah, including npcs)

a new rarepair has been spotted! randal x every ranfren boy or randal gay harem by anon (i tried to put all the male characters i could put sorry if i missed any)

[gwenllian-in-the-abbey]

Is there anything good (positive achievement) about the Valyrian/ghiscarian empires? I feel GRRM didn't bother giving them nuanced and interesting history beside mass slavery, rape and genocide, esp the ghiscarians they are mash up of the all the racist oriental tropes you can think of

Hi anon, this is a really good question. I think you can look at it two ways.

On the one hand, if we're analyzing the books from a literary perspective, GRRM's portrayal of the entire continent of Essos is pretty Orientalist and doesn't hold up that well. And we can blame this to some extent on GRRM being a white boomer who clearly did not think all that deeply about the stereotypes he was playing into when he created his "exotic" eastern continent. 90s fantasy was rife with this stuff (even my beloved Robin Hobb is not completely immune-- I'm looking at you, Chalcedeans), and at the time Orientalism was, much like critical race theory or decolonization, a grad school level concept, unless you ran in activist circles. You didn't have Tumblr and Twitter and TikTok and Youtube generating Discourse, you had to actively seek out different perspectives. And ex-hippie liberal white boomers often assumed that they already had the right perspectives, that they knew what traps to avoid, and so you'd get 90s SFF authors thinking they were very cleverly subverting these tropes by going, "I know, I'll have an intensely misogynistic culture of desert dwelling nomads who have harems and slaves but I'll make them white." It was pretty bleak. Luckily for all of us, fantasy has come a long way since then.

And yeah, once you see the Orientalism in ASOIAF, you can't unsee it. Lys is basically the fantasy version of the "pleasure planet" trope, the Dothraki are a stereotype of the Mongol armies without any of the many positive contributions the Molgols made, Qarth is like the Coleridge poem come to life with people riding camels with jeweled saddles and wearing tiger skins, with its women baring one breast and it's sophisticated assassin's guild, and Mereen has its pyramids. The entire continent is brimming with spices and jewels and pleasure houses and people saying "Your Magnificence." It is also a place of blood magic and dragons and Red Gods and shadowlands. It is everything exciting and "exotic," juxtaposed against what appears to most readers to be very mundane--septas and pseudocatholicism and maesters in the citadel. So yeah, it's an Orientalist's fantasy world, and the point of all this is not necessarily to cast it as evil per se, but to cast it as "Other" (and to be clear, Orientalism is harmful and GRRM deserves the criticism he gets for leaning into stereotypes). Valyria and the Valyrians are certainly included in that-- they are explicitly Other as foreign born ruling family in Westeros, and they are treated that way both in-world and by the narrative.

The question then becomes, although GRRM's depictions of Essos lean heavily and inelegantly into Orientalist tropes, why did he create these worlds the way he did? Why is Valyria an "Other" and what significance does it have to the story? And I think that some of this is GRRM's shorthand for something magical that is lost and forgotten and fading away, just like Valyria itself is in the memories of the Targaryen family. It is the Xanadu of Coleridge's Kubla Khan, not just the East viewed from the West, but the past viewed from the present, a nostalgic yearning for a place that only ever existed in the imagination. When the narrative does visit these places in person, rather than telling us about them secondhand, they become ugly and brutal, the jeweled facade hiding a rot underneath. In ASOIAF we have Dany ripping that facade off of Meereen and Yunkai, but she idealizes her own Targaryen heritage, and that is not insignificant, and as readers, we are invited to idealize it right along with her, in spite of plenty of hints that perhaps we should not (like the aforementioned slavery). We even hear Astapori and Yunkish slavers speaking to Dany echo sentiments about the even older Ghiscari empire, also lost, "Ours is the blood of ancient Ghis, whose empire was old when Valyria was yet a squalling child." Old Ghis and the Valyrians who conquered them are both long gone at this point, and yet their descendants are clinging to the legacies of cultures that would be wholly foreign to both of them. Because if Valyria is Xanadu, the Old Valyrians and Old Ghiscari are also Ozymandias, the mighty who have fallen, their once grand civilizations nothing but forgotten ruins. The Targaryens don't yet realize that they are that "half-sunk shattered visage," that they are yearning for something that is gone and never returning, something they never really knew in the first place.

Westeros is not immune to this either. I think it's a consistent theme that GRRM plays with is the ways which the past is glorified and distorted and romanticized. Even in a meta-sense, his entire medieval world is, in many ways, a half-remembered medieval fantasy, the medieval world as imagined by people who read Ivanhoe, rather than a medieval world as actually was. And GRRM simultaneously presents this romanticized world alongside the brutality of the past (and to drive that point home, George's medieval world is much more brutal than the real medieval world was), and so he asks us, just like Dany must ask herself at some point, is the past really all that romantic? Or are we simply yearning for something unnamable and Other? And if we yearn for that, why?

On the other hand, from an in-world perspective, if you are Westerosi, are there any redeeming qualities to Valyrian culture? And I think we can answer that question by asking ourselves, is there anything salvageable from the past, even if the past was terrible? Even if what we perceive of Old Valyria wavers between a horrific empire based on conquest and slavery, and an idealized homeland full of magical dragonriders, depending on who is doing the telling, if we accept it as a fully fleshed out world, then I think we can remember no cultures are monoliths. Old Valyria had art, architecture, fashion, music, literature, and I like to imagine that there were good freeholders, perhaps even Valyrian versions of the Roman Stoics and the Cynics, who raised moral objections to slavery. Certainly the Valyrian "freeholder" government itself, a kind of proto-democracy, similar to that of Athens, was innovative for its particular time and place, even if it was not as democratic as our modern democracies are, and that model of government is replicated throughout Essos, where strict hereditary monarchy seems to be relatively uncommon. Valyria also had a great deal of religious freedom, which persists throughout Essos as well. And as with any empire, it's important to keep in mind that the ruling class made up only a small percentage of actual Valyria, and we know there were Valyrians who were not dragonlords but just normal people, going about their lives who had nothing to do with the atrocities committed, and those people were telling stories, creating art, writing songs, and producing culture too. So I think, tying back into how GRRM uses Valyria and Essos in his narrative, we do not have to discard the past entirely, nor do in-world Targaryens, but it's the romanticization that's the problem, and I think that's something that both in-world characters and readers are cautioned against.

[margowritesthings]

MARGO'S 1K CELEBRATION I - TROPE BINGO

Y'ALL. I can't believe this. 1,000 is such a mind boggling number to me, considering these weird word children would otherwise just be sitting in my brain on their own. I can't thank you enough for your support over the last year. this blog is one of the best things that has happened to be, and now that i'm pursuing my dream of becoming a published writer i truly believe it has changed the course of my life. YOU have changed my life. thank you for being there to read and support. i love y'all.

soooo reading and writing romance is basically my only prsonality trait, so why not celebrate 1k followers with the thing that got me here! im putting you guys as the star role in your own romance- follow along the steps below and send me an ask with your trope and character selection + any extra info.

STEP 1 - PICK A TROPE (please pick up to 3 tropes!)

➼ friends to lovers ➼ enemies to lovers ➼ s/he falls first ➼ one night stand ➼ grumpy x sunshine ➼ small town ➼ billionaire ➼ mafia ➼ forced proximity ➼ marriage of convenience ➼ fake dating ➼ second chance ➼ one bed ➼ childhood sweethearts ➼ surprise pregnancy ➼ why choose? (send up to 3 characters for a reverse harem ship) ➼ random!- i will use a generator ➼ writer's choice- i will choose based on your profile (mutuals only)

STEP 2 - PICK A SHIP there are 3 ways to get your ship:

➼choose a fandom (or multiple fandoms) from the below list and I will choose for you (the more info about yourself you provide the better this choice will be) ➼choose a specific character from the fandoms in the list (or multiple and I will choose) ➼(mutuals only) tell me your fandoms and I will choose for you based on your profile/what i know about you/what you provide me with (even if the fandom ISNT on the list below)

FANDOMS PARTICIPATING IN THIS CELEBRATION: ➼ red dead redemption ➼ bridgerton ➼ marvel ➼ starfield ➼ fallout ➼ skyrim ➼ stardust ➼ star wars ➼ doctor who ➼ daisy jones and the six ➼ mad men

STEP 3 - EXTRA INFO

IMPORTANT- INCLUDE YOUR GENDER AND SEXUAL ORIENTATION IF LETTING ME CHOOSE THE SHIP. Add anything about yourself you want me to know. If you're on anon, this is very important!! I cannot make anything personalised for you if I do not know anything about you. Any icks, anything you want me to include, turn ons, etc. Basically provide me with anything you think might help me make the best gift for you!

RULES

➼ Followers only please, I cannot police this as I have asking on anon enabled, but this is a celebration for my followers so if you are gonna enter please do ensure you are following me

➼ Likes and reblogs are really appreciated! if you do enjoy my work you can also check out my masterlists which can be found here or buy me a coffee here!

➼ At the least, I will be able to make a moodboard for your ship + tropes, but if the inspiration strikes me I will write headcanons and drabbles too. These are a bonus and should not be expected with every entry

➼ 18+ - some of these tropes will include explicit detail, so 18+ only please

➼ Please grant me patience! i am doing this alongside a full time job and have some personal stuff on, but i do want to celebrate so im trying to fit this in as best i can. please be kind and respectful of my lil internet space :)

➼ all posts will be tagged #margo's 1k celebration

tagging my frens to say THANK YOU cause i couldn't do it without ya <3: @inkandbloodbound @cowboydisaster @musicallisto @saradika @sickvictorianangel @alottanothing @twola @photo1030

[shiftingconfessions]

For the anon who asked if it was wrong to have 4 DRs for the same place: it most certainly is not

I have around 17 DRs for the same place to have relations with 17 different people and then two other DRs for the place in question that are slightly different but both include reverse harems.

I mean if it wasn’t supposed to be then why is it a reality I can shift to🤷‍♀️

If I want 17 fine-ass men individually and at the same time then I’m gonna do that

You do you, shawty

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[hana-no-seiiki]

well now that your ocs have been brought to my attention I can’t stop thinking about them 😭 so that led me to think about if justin and reader were dating before, doesn’t that mean everyone was trying to kill him too?

I answered this thrice and every time it got deleted for absolutely no reason.

Tumblr. Why?

I’m not mad anymore just tired 😭 This happened to my Batfam x Deadpool reader + other drafts too wtf

Thank you for your curiosity over my babies though anon! It gave me the motivation to write this several times over lmfao

warnings: mentions of dick size, tons of justin (yandere ex & jock) slander, slander towards filipinos cause i hate my fellow countrymen sometimes, attempted murder, cheating (by reader)

[ previous ask for context ]

So, Justin is pretty smart. He knew what he was getting into from the beginning. He knew the risks. He knew that he’d potentially get killed.

His archetype is morseso based on the bad boy who’s smart rather than the usual jock. I’m thinking of making someone else the himbo or even making a bimbo/thembo but we’ll see.

So, despite his grades being rock bottom due to the Yan! Faculty, Yan! Student Council, and Yan! Rich Students teaming up to end his academic life, they can’t change his wrinkly brain.

Justin prepared every meal of his (male wife material fr fr) and shared them with you to squash any attempts at poisoning.

He got buff(er) and attended Aikido + Boxing lessons to help defend himself when he’s apart from you.

Did I mention he’s like, the tallest, buffest dude in school? (Which isn’t a huge achievement in a school set in my universe’s version of the Philippines.)

( Fun Fact: Midnight Darling is set just a little south east of The Guest is God )

Canonically speaking, my character design sketches of him is just the genderbent version of the mc. Albeit his fashion sense included less b l a c k and is leaning more to the basic sports for brains guy style. So he technically is on equal footing with you in everything if not excels more.

But he’s unfortunately late to the party.

And he gets slandered to hell and back every single day.

I mean, if they can’t kill him in the physical sense, might as well emotionally damage him til he breaks, right?

Your poor goons had to pull a lot of strings and delete so many goddamn posts about him. Many rumors and articles were about his appearance, his terrible grades and how he’s definitely not worthy of you. A lot of those posts shit on his dick size.

Your goons mostly did it for your approval, they couldn’t care less about him. They also made sure to destroy the social lives of those that questioned your decision to date him. Sure, they sooner want him dead and all, but arguing against the decision of your being was utterly disgraceful. Horrid to even think about doing.

In addition to all that, you had to publicly cheat on him just to lessen some of the blows. He has received so much footage of you being with someones else that people have begin to add that he likes getting cucked to all the rumors that has piled up.

And don’t get me wrong, most if not all your harem are down bad masochists, but it still hurts seeing you with someone else.

Yeah, Justin would have already lost his sanity with the shit he has to deal with everyday if he were anything close to normal.

[the-teapot-hatter]

Hello! I saw your harem au prompt where the guys fall in live with a raccoon-like mc, and I was wondering if I could request something with it? Although I'm not entirely sure if requests are open, so please feel free to ignore this if they aren't. 🖤

Maybe the raccoon-like mc is a raccoon beastman of sorts and they originated from the slums (like Ruggie) and they have a habit of going through the trash because of their poverty- and suddenly they're in the presence of nobles, knights, and royalty who vie for their attention... which gives them ample opportunity to go through all of their trash.

Maybe you could write something along those lines with Ruggie, Floyd, and whomever else you'd wanna include? If that's okay? (Perferably gn or male reader) please and thank you! 🖤🖤🖤

Of course! Just for clarification on the requests, my requests are always open, unless I say otherwise. ^^

As I'm currently writing this, I don't know how long it took me to get back to this (me being me, I decided to do an absurd amount of research on raccoons for the prompt) but hopefully it didn't take to long. Also, I hope that I wrote what you were looking for anon, but if it wasn't, feel free to let me know and I'll try and give it another shot!

This is written for Male!Readers, if anyone would like to request the prompt with a Female!Reader, you are always welcome to, but the reader in this uses He/him pronouns. 

Also, the three thieves mentioned in Ruggie's part are all one of the Twst boys. See if you can guess who the other two are!

| Floyd |

(Y/n) really didn't know what he was doing here. At all. 

Well, actually he did. His gaze traveling over towards the rather tall man, who (Y/n) wasn't entirely sure was human (not that he had any right to judge), who was lugging around Grimm as if the tiny monster was the man's personal squeeze toy. (Y/n) was more than a little annoyed, though that annoyance wasn't just directed at the tall man before him.

Lately a strange group of people have been lingering around him. Insistent on their advances. Startling enough, most of them were of noble birth, which was a problem for (Y/n). That meant the guards hanged around him more often. Which means he didn't have nearly as many opportunities to go looking for more things for his...collection as of the past few days. ((Y/n) didn't see the big deal, obviously people threw it away because they didn't want it, what was wrong with him taking it?)

Then there was the most troublesome. Where cases like these turned up. Where he was dragged around by said noble, to do only what the Stars themselves knew. Not to say that (Y/n) hadn't tried to turn the man down, he did. As he always so vehemently rejected all the others, but then this man, Floyd he had called himself, took Grimm of all things!

Grimm was rightfully his! (Y/n) had found him in the trash, and took him home with him. Sometimes, Grimm insisted that the relationship was the other way around, but it still stood. Grimm was not to be taken from (Y/n) and yet this man did it. And he dragged Grimm, and by extension (Y/n), all the way to his mansion.

Walking back home wouldn't be pleasant. And (Y/n) refused to do so without Grimm in his hands.

"Lord Floyd, I must insistent once more that you give Grimm back. He is not some item that you can take as you please!" (Y/n) insisted. (Once again, a statement that was more than a little hypocritical.) Floyd looked over at him, appearing just as annoyed as (Y/n) was, but he failed to see why the tall man could possibly be annoyed.

"But then you'll just leave Shrimpy." Floyd whined, much like a child not getting his way. And there was that strange nickname Floyd had for him. Something (Y/n) choose to ignore once he noticed that Floyd gave strange names to everyone, so there wasn't any point in arguing with it.

"Obviously, I was never planning on coming here. Me and Grimm had plans today. Ones that you ruined, Lord Floyd." (Y/n) huffed, his ears flicking about in agitation.

"Digging around in the trash aren't plans Shrimpy." Just before (Y/n) could even argue with Floyd, the tall man seemed to perk up, an idea flashing across his eyes that (Y/n) wasn't privy to. "But if that's what you want to do, I got just the place!!" Floyd harshly grabbed onto (Y/n)'s own arm and began dragging him around.

The grip didn't hurt, but it didn't leave any room for (Y/n) to fight back against it. Instead, simply having to put up with the action. Just another reason as to why (Y/n) was sure the man before him wasn't human.

In the end, despite what Floyd had said to him mere moments ago, Floyd had dragged him out way back from the mansion, to a dumpster. (Y/n) couldn't help it when his ears perked up in interest. Something Floyd definitely noticed, considering his predatory grin that seemed to stretch across his lips.

"Feel free to rummage around there all you like! You can even live in there if you want to!!" Floyd cheered, his words non-the-compliment like he assumed they were, as the tall man more-or-less threw Grimm at (Y/n). Hastily, (Y/n) moved to catch Grimm, mindful of his unretractable claws. He didn't want to accidentally harm Grimm.

"My home is perfectly up to standard, Lord Floyd! I'm not going to live in your dumpster!" (Y/n) huffed, setting Grimm down as the little monster began to struggle against him. Only for Grimm to jump into the dumpster himself.

"C'mon, (Y/n)! There's bound to be some good stuff in here!!" Grimm cheered, before poking his little head out to glare at Floyd. "We're keeping anything we find in here!!" (Y/n) grimaced. There was a reason he avoided digging around through nobles trash, and he certainly didn't do it when said noble was watching!!

"Of course Baby Seal, it was the reason I brought you back here after all!" The Floyd's facial expression turned dangerous. "But you shouldn't try and steal anything else." Another thing (Y/n) had to watch out for, it was a habit that he was trying to teach out of Grimm. Unfortunately, it seems Floyd's noticed. Then, Floyd turned to (Y/n), his expression not nearly as dangerous. "Well, what are you waiting for Shrimpy?"

Before (Y/n) could say anything, Floyd grabbed onto his waist and threw them both into the dumpster. Laughing the whole way. Was this any way for a noble to behave?

"Watch where you're landing, bozo!!" Grimm snapped. But Floyd just laughed at him, deciding to tease the small monster. Sighing to themselves, (Y/n) began digging around. While Floyd was distracted by Grimm, maybe (Y/n) could find something useful.

Of course, in the end he didn't. Instead finding used teabags, strange food that they've never seen before, and clearly expensive cutlery and jewels. Like he said, utterly useless. The only thing that had any value, though (Y/n) personally wasn't a fan, was the used manastones. Grimm sometimes liked to use them as snacks, and sometimes (Y/n) could use them to repair some things around town if he was careful about it. With this in mind, he began to collect those.

"Do you like manastones, Shrimpy? I can get you way more of those!" Floyd chirped, grinning at (Y/n) in a way he has come to decide he didn't like.

"Not really. But Grimm likes eating the used ones sometimes." (Y/n) didn't mention what he did for a living. Having a feeling that Floyd would suddenly start 'coincidentally' showing up, if he did.

"Really Baby Seal? Those can't taste all that great! I can make you a real good meal! And you can use my dumpster!" Floyd tried again with his sells pitch. (Y/n) cut Grimm off, knowing if the monster agreed before thinking, leaving would be much more difficult.

"We have a perfectly good home, Lord Floyd." (Y/n) commented. Floyd frowned at him, seemingly offended by (Y/n)'s comment.

"I'm sure my dumpster is way better than the one you're living in!" Floyd huffed. (Y/n) paused, their tail puffing up in anger as they turned to glare at Floyd. Who was he to suggest that (Y/n) lived in a dumpster!

"I. Live. In. A. House." (Y/n) stressed. "Just because it's old doesn't mean it's a dump." (Y/n)'s words had an unusual affect on Floyd, seeing as the tall man perked up for some inconceivable reason.

"You live in an actual house!?" Floyd's grin was manaic. "Where do you live? I'll make sure to stop by sometime." (Y/n) didn't doubt Floyd's words, regretting letting Floyd have this information. But seriously, he thought (Y/n) lived in an actual dumpster!?

"It's way out of town. Far out. You'd probably get lost, so there's really no need Lord Floyd." (Y/n) insisted. However, Floyd's grin was persistent, not once falling.

"Ah, c'mon Shrimpy~ That's an easy fix. You can just show me your home when I drop you off today." Floyd chirped. "And don't you think I should get some compensation for letting you dig around my dumpster?" (Y/n) knew not to trust the man. 

| Ruggie |

(Y/n) was diligently ignoring the man that was laughing outside of his dumpster as (Y/n) dug through it along with Grimm. (Y/n) was more than a little annoyed with him.

He dragged (Y/n) around while he was running away from a bunch of guardsmen! (Y/n) would be lucky if he wasn't seen, let alone arrested when he goes back home. But this is what (Y/n) gets for knowing a thief. Though (Y/n) supposes he actually knows three thieves, all at varying degrees of troublesome.

"Shehehehe! I didn't think it would work you up this much." (Y/n) frowned, before turning to Ruggie with his claws on full display, making it clear he could swipe at him. But this just made the hyena beastmen laugh even more, somehow enthralled by (Y/n)'s actions. So, he just went back to ignoring the hysterically laughing man.

Not to mention, Ruggie actually had a bountiful of useful items, an itch settling on the back of (Y/n)'s mind to just take it. And considering Ruggie was a thief, he had no right to judge (Y/n)'s current actions. Grimm wasn't nearly as enthused, but the small monster had always found digging around nobles trash more interesting. So it wasn't surprising Grimm wasn't as enthusiastic as (Y/n) was.

Ruggie leaned over his dumpster to stare at both (Y/n) and Grimm, a wide smile on his face.

"You can always stay here if you like my trash so much." Ruggie joked. At least, (Y/n) hoped he was joking, not that he would be taking Ruggie up on his offer either way.

"I don't need to give the guardsmen further reason to arrest me. No thank you." (Y/n) commented, swatting at Ruggie with his tail in a way to shoo the Hyena away, but this just seemed to amuse the hyena even further.

"You're far from innocent." Ruggie remarked, gesturing towards (Y/n)'s current actions. Before (Y/n) could defend himself, a high pitched voice began to yell, calling out to the hyena before him.

"Ruggie! The stove's broken! What are we going to do for supper?" A tiny little girl, that was also a hyena beastmen, run out from Ruggie's house, grabbing onto the aforementioned hyena. (Y/n) blinked at the little girl, and the little girl blinked at him. Before they both decided to ignore one another.

"I'll check it out and see if there's anything I can do for it, but I might have to go out again." And with those words, Ruggie and the little girl were gone. Leaving (Y/n) to steam in silence, an unwelcome itch niggling at the back of his mind.

He could probably fix it, he did enough odd jobs here and there to pick up more than a few things. But did he want to help the person that kidnapped him? No, not really. Even if Ruggie wasn't a violent kidnapper and was letting (Y/n) go through his trash, he was still a kidnapper. No, that wasn't the question. The actual question was if he wanted a little girl to potentially go hungry?

With a glance a Grimm, (Y/n) had made up his mind. He didn't like the thought of anyone going hungry. Especially not with the state he had found Grimm in. Sighing to himself, (Y/n) hauled himself out of the dumpster.

"C'mon Grimm, let's go help them with their stove." (Y/n) decided. Grimm huffed at him with a glare that didn't have any real heat behind it.

"You shouldn't be helping people for free, Henchmen!" Grimm reminded, but (Y/n) simply rolled his eyes at the little monster. 

"I won't get you trout for the next month if you don't help me." (Y/n) threatened. Grimm gasped, looking more than a little affronted.

"That's going to far, Henchmen! How dare you threaten the Great Lord Grimm's fish." (Y/n) gave the little monster a blank look before trailing off towards the relatively small house. Even (Y/n)'s house was larger. But that might be because (Y/n)'s house was originally an abandoned one.

Grimm could be heard grumbling to himself, even though he followed after (Y/n) with haste. (Y/n) couldn't fight off the small smile from his lips, having anticipated the small monster's reaction.

Knocking on the door of the home, (Y/n) shamelessly walked in, attempting not to show his surprise at the many children bustling around. One of the children looked at (Y/n) with a scrunched-up nose, he had just been digging through the trash, before grounding out a--

"What do you want?" (Y/n) blinked at the little boy before completely ignoring him and walking off towards where he knew Ruggie was. He, unfortunately, already knew what the hyena beastmen's scent was. He was painfully familiar with his and a few others.

When he finally found Ruggie, the hyena was bent over a small stove, with an elderly woman beside him.

"I might be able to fix it." (Y/n) spoke. Ruggie perked up, before turning to look at him.

"As much as I appreciate the offer, the manastone ran out of power. I'll just have to go and grab another one." And by grab, (Y/n) knew Ruggie meant steal. And stealing a manastone wasn't easy. 

"No, I can fix it. I've done it plenty of times before. Even with a manastone running low on fumes." (Y/n) insisted. Before Ruggie could further protest, the elderly woman turned to (Y/n).

"Then hurry it up and fix it then." She spoke in a deadpanned voice, giving (Y/n) an analyzing look. And so, taking out a rusted wire from his pocket, something he had actually gotten digging through the trash just moments before (he had been hoping to add it to his collection, but clearly that wasn't happening), before getting to work.

He wrapped it around the stove, making sure the wire was connected to all the parts of the stove, before tearing out the manastone stuck within. He examined the small stone, that was darkening around the edges, before he made a crack in the center of it with his claws.

He stuck the manastone back, before putting the ends of the wire into the stone.

"Grimm, come over here and work your magic." (Y/n) called, watching as the small monster grumbled to himself, before breathing blue flame onto the stone. (Y/n) quickly yanked the monster back, not wanting him to get burned.

And just as (Y/n) suspected, the stove came to life, almost as if it was never not-working in the first place.

"How did you do that?" Ruggie inquired, getting a closer look at (Y/n)'s handy work.

"The manastone wasn't a dud, never was. And it wasn't lacking in magic. it's actually quite common for things like this to happen. There's still some magic in the stone, but without a proper conductor like a wire, items will stop working even if there's still magic present. Considering how rusty this wire is, however? I'd say you have another two weeks before the stove breaks down again." (Y/n) explained. Ruggie turned to him, intrigued.

"And how long if the wire wasn't rusty?" He asked.

"Another month." Was (Y/n)'s flat reply. "Anyways, I'm going to start heading back to town." (Y/n) had already found all the hidden treasures in Ruggie's trash that there was to find, so there was no longer any point in staying here.

"Stay for dinner. You helped fixed the stove, it's the least we can do." The elderly woman spoke, before her own nose twisted up. "But I expect you to get a bath before that young man!" She wagged her finger at him.

"Really, I should be going. I don't even have any fresh clothes to change into--" (Y/n) attempted to excuse himself, but Ruggie cut him off.

"You can use my clothes." Ruggie chirped, a particularly mischievous look crossing his features as he leaned in almost as if he was telling a secret. "And we're having fish tonight."

"Really!? Why didn't you just say so! Of course we'll stay!!' Grimm cheers decided for them. (Y/n) turned to glare at the little monster. Considering Ruggie's following laughter, it was exactly what he had been planning for.

[onirique-amaranth]

*slides in while rubbing my hands together*

Hey, like the same anon who requested the men of harem, I'm sorry but I want to like request another part. If it's alright with you. You can just call me Mango anon btw.

But with Ranamun and Tasir, Carlein. The three are seperated except Ranamun and Tasir since the two is basically like a threesome.

It would start with Ranamun and after you had finished with Ranamun, that's when Tasir barges in and the reader does it with him but the reader is just tired so Tasir ended up riding him and that was a bad mistake since Tasir went on many rounds and Ranamun had regained strength so... yeah he joined in too.

And so basically the next day, you were tired as hell and the reader was cursing Tasir underneath his breath, and Tasir basically bragged to it to the others while Ranamun is just quiet but can't stop thinking about what happened.

And Carlein just basically feels left out at this point, so he decided to surprise the reader while he was taking a bath. And the two did it in the bathtub.

I'm really sorry requesting another one of these, it's just hard to find male reader x men of the harem or any of that in general.

You can just ignore this, if you don't want to do it.

⎮Pay attention to us⎮

⏤ Characters: Tasir⎮Ranamun⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings: sub/bottom Tasir, sub/bottom Ranamun, top/dom male reader, threesome, overstimulation, blowjob, urophilia, cum eating, face sitting

⏤ 2.900 words

A sudden kiss interrupts your train of thoughts, and as you open your eyes, you see Klein's proud face just in front of you. A second later, a hand was slammed onto the table as a chair was pushed back with a screeching noise. Tasir shot up from his seat, teeth grinding, as he throws a glacial glare at the man on your lap. Klein keeps his smug attitude toward him, looking down at the black-haired man. The tension became suffocating, Carlein that always so calm started to scowl at Klein and Ranamun was losing his so precious patience.

And all of a sudden, he got up too with his hands slamming on the table. All of his attention focused on Klein, as you knew they did fight each other at their first meeting, it did not surprise you by how quick his patience snapped. He raises his arm, one finger pointed at Klein, his pupil constricts under his anger. You thought they were going to jump at each other throat, claws out, ready to rip the other to shreds.

Surprisingly, Ranamun was the most aggressive one of the three, and before he could punch Klein in the face, you place your hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Immediately, he grabs your arm, interwinding your hands before dragging you away. Behind you, Klein shot up, ready to say something when Ranamun turns around, pointing at him again.

“You got your turn, sit down.”

Surprisingly, Klein just huffs and sit back down. But it does not calm the other consorts.

“You'll have your turn later. If you wanted to have him now, you should have moved earlier.”

On your way out, you heard Tasir scoffs and Carlein just sits back down, just stating, not taking no for an answer.

“I'll go last today then.”

You manage to hold in your chuckles, they were acting like children fighting over a toy. You could be hurt by their behaviour, but you knew they weren't acting in a bad way. As Ranamun is still dragging you away, you see the doors leading to his room not far away from you. The maids were looking at you strangely, staring at the man in front of you rudely from dragging you away like that.

He slams the door open, pushing you inside and locks the door behind you. Before you could utter a word, he was undressing in front of you. You look at him wide-eyed, you knew he was straightforward, but that much? Before he could take off his underwear, you stop him, asking him why he was rushing himself.

“That is… what was written in the book I read.”

“You read a book about that?”

“I have no experience. And I wanted you to choose me…”

You could only laugh at him, unable to keep it in, with an amused smile you bring him close to you, kissing his ear before moving to his jaw. You could feel him tremble against you, his hands gripping your shirt like his life depended on it. You continue to kiss him, sometimes biting him, even with how gentle you were, you could hear his breaths becoming harsher, his body shaking and his legs barely holding him up.

When suddenly, you accidentally bite a bit too hard his neck, making him lose the strength in his legs. You feel Ranamun fall forward, body leaning against yours, your leg in between his. And that's when you heard the loudest moan you never thought could be possible.

You pull back, watching in shock as his body shook crazily, eyes rolled back as he came in his underwear, his body slumping forwards. You catch him, watching as he was coming back to his sense, eyes dazed and mouth open. The only thing he muttered was 'again'.

As gently as you could, you lay him down on the bed, listening to him beg for more when you haven't done anything yet. With his arms wrapped around your neck, forcing you to have your face in front of his, Ranamun kisses you continuously as you prepare him. Your fingers spread his hole before you slid them in, watching as his walls flutter around you.

Anytime you would graze against an especially pleasurable spot for him, he would tug at your hair as he moans into your mouth, bringing you closer. At this point, you weren't hovering over him but just resting on top of him, fingers deep in him as your other hand was jerking him off.

You thought you would be the one taking care of everything until he started to complain, pushing you slowly away, making you lay on your back as you let him do whatever he wanted. Without a second thought, he goes down on your body, licking at the bulge hidden in your pants. With shaky hands, he took off your pants, your cock standing in front of his face, smacking against his lips. You could see him drool all over the tip, panting harshly as he used both of his hands to pleasure you.

With a nearly innocent expression, he watches each of your reactions like a hawk, playing with your tip with his thumb, licking the side of your cock and moving back up. Your patience was wearing thin as he stands there unmovingly, unsure of what to do, looking at your length dumbly. With a sigh, you grab his hair, asking him to breathe through his nose. He looks up at you with a blush, babbling about how he did not know how to do it. You slowly repeat your sentence again, and the second he nodded, you forced your cock into his mouth.

You moved his head down, watching as Ranamun would take more and more of you till you were fully in. He was crying, drool polling at the corners of his mouth, but when you tried to draw away, he gripped your thighs, waiting for you to do it again. Who were you to refuse his offer? You thrust back in, your cock entering his throat, and you see yourself move inside. At the feeling, your hips started to move on their own, forcing the man to take more and more without being able to complain.

His eyes widen as he felt your cock twitching against his tongue, his eyes looked up at you in shock, and before he knew it, he was trying to swallow your cum, choking on it. And since you were such a nice guy, you just thrusted farther into his throat, so you could cum directly in it instead of letting him choke.

You weren't able to see his eyes anymore, but you manage to catch a glimpse of them, and you think you saw his pupils forming a heart. But maybe it was just your imagination. You watch as his tongue lolls out, showing off how he managed to swallow everything. You raise your hand, ruffling his hair before calling him a good boy. His sudden moan surprised you, eyes looking up at you with love and admiration. How cute could he be, as a reward for doing a good job, you reversed your position, hovering over him, with his legs on your shoulders.

You pushed your tip past his entrance, waiting for him to calm down. Your body was burning up as if you had a fever, you were trying to keep calm and stay gentle but every one of his moans was driving you crazy. You kiss him as you insert yourself into him, listening to his moans, and you feel his nails piercing through your skin. You place your hand on his stomach, feeling himself loosen around you, the way his walls were hugging your cock tightly as you start to move.

At first, you wanted to go slowly, to let him get used to your size, but he grabbed your jaw, asking you to 'go all in'. You chuckle at the wording but follow what he wants and start to slam into him, never stopping once. You feel his walls flutter around you, meaning he cummed, but you continue to move, waiting for him to ask you to stop. You take a hold of the bedhead to help you thrust forward, making his body shook, he whines as you jerk him off. He gripped your shoulders, as the overstimulation kick in as you chase your release.

Your body tensing up as the pleasure send chills up your spine, muscles bulging as your hands grip the bedhead tightly enough to hear a cracking noise. You use his body without any second thought, you were getting light-headed, eyes rolling back, as your abs gets a real work out trying to keep moving. Finally, you feel the tension explode, moaning loudly as you cum inside him, filling him up by waves. At the same instant, Ranamun squealed as he pissed over himself after a came again, some drop of cum squirted from his tip.

You were too tired to pull out, and you let yourself fall on the bed, with your cock still in him. Ranamun laying on top of you, breathing slowly and steadily. You wanted to say something, but you were too out of it to do so. Head lolling to the side as you catch your breath.

You feel yourself falling asleep slowly, missing the sound of someone banging on the door. You were going in and out of sleep before you heard someone laugh in the room, you could still Ranamun breath softly beside you, so it could not be him. You shot up from the bed and in front of you was standing Tasir, with a barely noticeable smirk.

You stare at him strangely, since you were sure Ranamun locked the door, but your question was answered immediately as Tasir showed off the key in his hand. You sigh, still a bit amused by how smug he was acting sometimes, as you let him hug you gently, his head nuzzling into your neck, you hear him talk.

“You don't mind, right?”

You turned around quickly enough to see Ranamun shook his head before going back to sleep. Seems like they did not care about how tired you were, and this determined expression of his was telling you, there was no way your afternoon and night would be peaceful.

You had already done it with Tasir multiple time, so you knew you did not have to worry as much as with Klein or Ranamun. Fortunately for Tasir, you were still naked, so he just had to make you sit on the bed. With a smirk, you spread your legs and motioned for Tasir to come closer. And he did with a wide smile, as he sits on your lap, kissing you while preparing himself.

With the state you were in, you just let Tasir do as he please, he was not the one to take orders anyway, and you were too tired to force him into submission. The previous nights and lack of sleep was starting to affect you greatly, and you just wanted to close your eyes, at least that's what you thought about until Tasir pushed you down. With a hand placed on your torso to keep himself balanced, the other hand guiding the tip of your cock to his hole.

You hear him inhale harshly once before sitting down on you slowly, you could only look at his pleasured face, small tears at the corner of his eyes, it turned you on a bit too much and so, your hips jerked up, entering him fully. A moan escaped his lips, legs shaking as he raised his hips before falling down again. You let your head roll backward, resting on the pillow as you hold gently his hips, so he could move freely while you kept him balanced.

His movements were soon more controlled and assured, thighs quivering, but you could see the fire in his eyes. Before you could warn him, something snapped inside of you, and you were cumming, breathing with difficulty. He never stopped, watching your expression with a smirk. You could feel a warm fluid covering your stomach a second later, but the pleasure did not halt as Tasir kiss you with difficulty while keep bouncing.

Some tears slid down his cheeks as he observes you getting lost in the pleasure, seems like Ranamun did tire you out before he arrived. Suddenly, he feels you shoot a load in him again, as he was going to make fun of you for coming this quickly, he's taken aback by your expression. Eyes rolled back, torso moving up and down quickly, your groans filling the room. He could see how your muscles were tensing before relaxing suddenly, but when he tried to slow down, you shot him a glare. You were totally losing it.

And after a while, you were shooting blanks, your stomach covered in Tasir's release as he, finally, stopped or so you thought. You could not comprehend anything, you hear someone talk, but your mind was too far spiralling to understand whatever they were saying. Maybe you did pass out at one point, but you were not certain of anything anymore. You thought Tasir was going to lay beside you and go to sleep, but he sat back on your length, the feeling itself driving you crazy. You were too sensitive.

Thankfully, he understood how overstimulated you were, and he only moved slowly, keeping you awake.

Strangely, you feel someone else move beside you, his lips peppering kisses on your torso, licking off the cum covering your body before moving up. As Ranamun kiss you, you feel something slid into your mouth, it was bitter and slightly salty, knowing what it was, you just swallow it before continue to kiss him.

As your lips separate, he shot a look at Tasir, who looked down at him with a smirk. The glares they were exchanging confused you, as they were nearly acting friendly just a minute ago.

“Don't even think about it. This is mine. Use his mouth if you want to, but I am not moving.”

Ranamun scoffs at Tasir's words before sitting up, looking at you as if he was asking your permission. You partially knew what he wanted to do and just nodded. He placed his hands on your shoulders as he sits on your torso at first, inhaling and exhaling sharply, a blush covering his cheeks. He only lost his virginity some hours ago, and now he was going to try something he never read about.

One of his hand moved to the back of your head, tugging at your hair, making a groan come from your throat and at the same instant, he sat down on your face.

He is instantly hit with a wave of pleasure, he knew you were good with your tongue by how great of a kisser you were, but this. He never thought it was possible. Your tongue was moving inside him, partially tasting your cum from earlier. Ranamun felt his legs starting to shake, holding onto your hair and the bedhead for dear life. He noticed while looking up how the bedhead had some cracks in it, at the place your hands were earlier.

Each tug was forcing a groan out of you, causing a vibration for the man on top of you. Ranamun was getting lost in the pleasure as you were just trying to stay awake. And with Tasir still moving onto your cock, you were going crazy.

You felt like you were suffocating, but kept Ranamun in place when he tried to lift his hips. With shaky hands, you grab his thighs, forcing him down a bit more, you were unable to breath, but he should not last for too long. He tugs at your hair as he starts to grind on your face, with his legs quivering, you hear both men shout before warm fluids are shot onto your stomach and face.

Ranamun is quick to sit on your torso, asking you if you were all right. You were too occupied trying to catch your breath as Tasir laugh tiredly from behind Ranamun. Tasir places his hand on Ranamun's shoulders, whispering into his ear.

“Don't you think you should clean him up? You made that mess.”

As the moon was illuminating the inside of the room through the windows, you were fast asleep with Ranamun in your arms, or Tasir thought so, while he was sitting at the edge of the bed, looking outside. He hears you groan from behind him, grabbing his shirt before tugging it, asking him to join you. You were far too tired to see it, but he could not help but smile softly at you. As gently as he could, he moved beside you, head resting at the junction of your neck and shoulder, body pressed against yours, as you fall back asleep.

He could not wait for tomorrow morning, when he will be able to rub it in the other consorts' faces. Even if Ranamun was also part of the fun, he could at least taunt Guesta and Klein. He was certain that Carlein would be pouting right now, since he was the only one you did not interacted with in days, and he did not even have his turn today. But with how nice you were, tomorrow will be all about him, certainly.

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Heya so I saw that ask about Hu Tao becoming a courtesan, and being unsure of how exactly you'd bring her into the Harem, seeing as she isn't exactly a significant political figure like Ningguang, or Eula, or the motherfucking Raiden Shogun. And so, I come to you with a proposal of a possible solution to this dilemma.

Now, imagine, in decades past the Empress' parents enlisted the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor (then run but Hu Tao's grandpappy) to arrange funeral rites for the Empress' grandparents. Perhaps he does so well with the funeral, that the Empress' family approaches Hu's granpap and asks how they could return the favor. Perhaps they sign a contract that, when both the Empress and Hu are of age, Hu Tao will become one of her courtesans, so that she won't be lonely when grandpap eventually bites the dust. Maybe, to explain why it's only now that she's joining the harem, perhaps in the midst of a tumultuous time for the royal family, the contract signed between the Imperial family and the Wangsheng Director at the time got lost, and/or the Empress' parents may or may not have ended up... forgetting about it due to internal issues at the time, and have only recently rediscovered its existence?

Just a little food for thought, hope this helps!

Ooh! This is actually a super creative way to include Hu Tao in the harem! Tbh, I was thinking of just…killing off the Empress’ father and have Hu Tao arrange the royal funeral (thus leading to a blooming romance between the two through grief and bond over loss) but this works really well especially with the use of contracts!

Since the Empress is from Liyue and Liyue is the nation of contracts, I quite like this idea since majority of the Courtesans joined the harem through contracts and legal benefits. It’s a pattern I like to include with the girls, so thank you for the idea, anon! I might have to write this in somewhere :D

[transingthoseformers]

Inspired by the TFP Megatron harem anon

Megatron (after Optimus does the kamehameha on Unicron with the Matrix) is suddenly irresistible to all members of the Nemesis

In a fit of pride after getting Orion he does the tango with all members of high command (idfk why they all say yes @_@)

Yes, all members including Shockwave Dreadwing and Breakdown are alive

He fucks them all

And a few cycles later when he's having energon with Orion and watching the earth's sunset with him

Starscream comes in and yells at him that he's sparked

Megatron is confused af and Orion is amazed Starscream won't stop yelling at him for taking responsibility of what should be impossible right now due to the lack of energon and a stable home planet

Orion hears word and gets worried and Megatron doesn't want him to worry so he's forced by pride to take responsibility as the sire of all these unborn infant

But then he learns that Star isn't the only one pregantè

Everyone he fragged in Decepticon High Command gets sparked

And it was everyone

Now Megatron has no subordinates capable of managing the war effort

And he's the father of the next generation of Cybertornians

Cliffjumper is alive btw He's fixed up from the dungeon and becomes a midwife and assistant for Knockout in the medbay

And Decepticon or not he can't fight a sparked mech so his servos are tied

- 💃🏾

Sdggss okay I've never seen it described as that before

I mean hey irresistible is irresistible, how are they to resist?

I love how we always say "these guys are alive and here for the sake of shenanigans"

MMM YES, HE'S WILLING TO FUCK ALL THE OTHER DECEPTICONS BUT THE SUNSET DATES ARE RESERVED FOR ORION

Lovely that Starscream's pissed, that's hilarious.

Makes sense this is a 'verse where carrying is especially uncommon even if it's because the war

Yes yes he's just completely obligated to help with his spawn

His many spawn

"wake up autobot we need you for something"

I mean hey if there's one benefit it is that they can't afford to kill Cliffjumper off this time so there's hope for eventual rescue.

[sparkpop]

Ok, just an idea for your Skullgirls x Megaman thingy, I imagined that Fireman would be Big Band, but instead of being a noir detective, he would be a Vigilante/Sheriff of Flamin’ hot Justice.

OH MY GOD!!!! SOMEONE ACTUALLY CARES ABOUT MY SKULLGIRLSXMEGAMAN! AU?!?!?! THANK YOU!! AND HONESTLY THAT'S A GREAT IDEA!

i HAD OTHERS ALREADY FILLED OUT and some are ones that I'm still debating over: Mercury= Double (He's the giver of Ra Moon's words, like how Double is with the Skullheart, plus I HC Mercury can liquify and shapeshift to a degree like Double)

King= Black Dahlia (I thought of King just running his own robot harem like Black Dahlia's Bunny Cave and also I wondered who would play as his three bunnies, I thought of something like Burner, Magic, and Pirate, for example)

Metal Man/Shadow Man= Valentine (Metal Man because "No, I am not a dentist" meme, and he also sorta looks like a ninja, and Shadow Man is obvious, but I feel like he'd be more "reserved" for being portrayed as a slutty nurse who likes to dissect people)

Bright Man= Molly (He just gives me "nerdy mechanic/assistant" vibes)

Then there's Pharaoh Man whose obviously Eliza.

Skull Man & Kalinka/Umbrella & Hungrn: (Big parasites who defends their younger girl hostess? Hey I thought this fitted with them the most! Including other things!.)

I think that's it for now, I was planning on continuing this AU, but got unmotivated from doing it because I felt conscious about the idea. Being asked about it now, I think I've reconsidered and might go on to continue it, so, thank you so much anon! 💖 if there are any more ideas anybody wants to add or change, you can ask me PLEASE! I don't get enough asks <:3