#anon you made my fucking day i was waiting for an opportunity to talk about this au

[radioactive-earthshine]

Hiii!! I love your KonBart content ♥️ Any thoughts about Bart and Kon in a Stark Trek AU?

vibrates violently. i love you.

Yes. Yes I have.

So.

I haven't seen a whole lot of Star Trek AUs for them (and I get it) but how I would approach it personally is two different ways;

One is where Kon and Bart both join Starfleet and more or less have their canon backstories (Kon is a clone, he broke out etc and Bart is from 1000 in the future). The world is more or less a hybrid of modern continuity DC comics and Star Trek during TOS era.

Kon joins in engineering - his TTK is extremely helpful. People look at his arms and think he should be in security. This annoys him greatly.

Bart is in the science division, and engineering, and communications, and navigation, and medical (once). Every time he shows up he's wearing a different uniform. This is purely a gag. There's a lot of whispers about what Bart is actually primarily focused in - everyone can just look it up of course but that just defeats the fun. Starfleet allows this because of his unique abilities and eidetic memory allowing him to perform multiple stations and fill in where needed.

The other iteration take both Bart and Kon in a more Star Trek-weird direction while being faithful to DC and I am more attached to this one as it feels more like a Star Trek AU rather than a Star Trek meets DC AU (we have those in canon actually, read them!).

In this Kon is a clone, but he's a relic of Krypton and is the Last Son instead of Kal-El. A ship found him in cryostasis and dated him as being over 200 years old. Doing DNA analysis they discovered that he was in fact half human but the other half of his DNA was a mystery entirely. The writing on his capsule was eventually deciphered, but the technology housing him is completely unknown.

There are a lot of mysteries about Kon that they slowly piece together, like his name, and about Kryptonians having made contact with 20th century Earth enough to obtain DNA samples to mix with theirs. Why he exists, what his purpose was, the soul crushing truth that Krypton no longer exists and all of its people are gone, extinct, all of these are slowly answered.

He does have his TTK in this, and one of the more hilarious things is Kon did not even know that being away from a yellow sun impacted his powers that much because he used his TTK for nearly everything. He just thought he had 'space sickness' when he was away from 'a planet' too long. The connection wasn't discovered until his TTK 'went weird' due to Romulan flu and while on a planet with a yellow sun he perked up amazingly fast and was still strong. It was a whole thing.

In this I'm leaning more towards him being in communications - because it gives him the best chances of finding out more about himself. He wants to study as much about other people as possible for anything he might be able to use to answer questions about himself.

Also, he was sent to Earth when he was found and he spent a little bit of time among the officers who found him in the first place. Commanders Jonathan and Martha Kent. They give him the name Conner and essentially adopt him, and it doesn't take him long to join Starfleet Academy himself.

Bart in this true to weird-Trek lore was a space anomaly. He appeared one day on Kon's ship and people thought they were at first just seeing things. Then they thought the damned holodeck was acting up. Because people would see him very often in holodeck programs over anything else. It's how Kon and him first met - but Kon of course thought he was an NPC that was just malfunctioning. It happens! But then he started appearing in other places of the ship as a bright yellow glowing sprite.

Bart has very little memories of who he was or what he's supposed to be doing, but he has a feeling he should be 'in the real world' but everything just is going either too fast, or too slow and he just... can't... stabilize.

Eventually, Kon is able to use his TTK to 'trap him' because he is the only one FAST enough to do this. Through shenanigans involving the transporter, science and Kon they are able to stabilize him and he is no longer in that strange speedforce entity state.

Bart sort of wavers in this between being physical and a speedforce being - is much less human and more fey. In fact, even when he does give them physical samples to analyze it is unlike anything they have ever seen and nothing in the known galaxy comes close to him.

Q doesn't fuck with him.

I just think it would be funny if he showed up, saw him, and turned around while saying "Nope!"

It's one of those mysteries that frustrate Starfleet High Command.

Because Bart is in this awkward state they had a plan to take him to earth for study and asylum, and even Vulcan was interested as well, but Bart despite wanting answers about himself and what he was supposed to do wanted to stay aboard the ship because of Kon.

Captain Cassandra "Cassie" Sandsmark fights for his case and Starfleet higher command approves it - she has a way of getting what she wants.

Kon and Bart bond because Kon knows what it is like to be confused about the world and who he is, so he acts as an anchor for him and reminds him that 'it doesn't matter who you were, it's who you are now and who you want to be that's important' .... He says it for Bart but he also says it a lot for him too.

I might write a little more on this odd AU but I have like 30 other projects.

[nexysworld]

This is an absolutely obscene and debauched thought but I need to speak it somewhere….

Leon pornographic moans, especially when he bottoms where it just gradually gets higher and louder until he reaches his peak. I’m talking gripping the sheets, head thrown back, tense shoulders, eyes closed, eyebrows knitted together. Like you know those moans that start as regular soft anh and just take in intensity. Yeah that. But that’s Leon. Maybe RE2R sweet puppy boy Leon. Yeaaaaah all that

Anon you just put pure UNHOLY thoughts in my head!!!! Of course he would because he's such a needy baby. Imagine how whiny he is too especially if he's been pining for attention or being punished.....or both.

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RE2RPuppy!Leon x Fem!Reader

NSFW drabble under the cut.

Just thinking about the way Puppy!Leon has been begging you all day to give him some attention. Normally you’d find it adorable, but today it was just annoying. Deciding to teach him a lesson in patience you look over to him with the sweetest smile you can muster.

“Ok, Baby. Do you need some attention that badly? Fine, I’ll give you my undivided attention then.”

The words alone have him so eager you could see the wet spot forming in his boxers, ears perked up and tail thumping hard against the couch with each excited wag. It almost hurt you knowing the disappointment that was about to befall him.

You sink yourself down on his hard weeping cock and instantly see the relief on his face. He goes to buck upwards and you stop him, head tilted to the side in confusion as he waits for you to move. When you stay put like a stone he whines. You steady yourself on his shoulder, leaning forward to get comfortable. “Show me you can be a good boy, no moving.”

“But why?!” He asked with a pout.

“Because you were bad, bugging me all day. Now you’re going to learn a lesson.” Bringing your hand up you rubbed your thumb over his cheek comfortingly. His ears flattened downward a little and you could tell it was taking every ounce of his willpower to stay put and not rut up into you like he was feral. Despite that desperate look in his eyes, you made yourself comfortable in your spot, placing kisses down his neck and wherever your lips could reach.

Every now and then your gummy walls would flutter around his cock and he’d let out the smallest whimper. “Patience, Baby.” You say with a little chuckle as you rub his back of his neck soothingly. “You’re so close to learning your lesson, just a little longer.”

A little longer must’ve felt like an eternity to him, you could see him gently grabbing at the couch cushions, each suck on his skin and tweak of his nipples had his cock twitching desperately for more friction. His whimpering began to evolve into desperate pleas and panting.

“Hng….C’mon baby. Please, I need you so badly.” He begged. “I’m sorry, I promise I’ll be good from now on..”

You responded by slowly rolling your hips against his. “I’m not so sure I believe that puppy.” The sensation had his head falling back, mouth agape at the sweet, sweet friction he’d so desperately been craving. “But you’ve been good so far, so I think you deserve a little treat.”

You rock your hips back and forth a little faster, soaking in the heady moans that start low in his throat. Sucking on his Adam’s apple, a choked mewl leaves him – music to your ears.

“God, yes baby. Yes!” He cries as you move from rolling to bouncing until you’re full on riding him. Each drop of your body has him getting louder and louder, knuckles becoming white with his grip on the fabric below him. He’s so blissfully fucked out, and you’ve never seem him so beautiful.

Knowing he was close, and wanting to extend the opportunity, you stalled your movements once more before climbing off. Instantly his eyes shot open and the look he gave you was nothing short of needy and pathetic. “On second thought, I don’t think you’re sorry enough yet pup..."

[temis-de-leon]

Shy gn!reader goes to their first date with the Demon Brothers

Characters: Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo and Beel (x reader, separately)

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Part 1 , Part 2 , Dateables version

Romance Anon: Could I request headcanons for Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus and Beelzebub react to shy gn s/o who asked what he would like to do for their first date because he made them happy by accepting their confession so they want to make him happy?

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A/N: I asked my brain, "hey, how about we write a little bit" and it answered "how about we fucking don't"

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Mammon

He’s ready to turn every single one of your outings into a date, but he’s also excited to have the opportunity of organizing the best first date you’ve ever had.

He’ll make sure you won’t ever regret confessing your undying love to him.

It needs to be memorable and special, so going to the casino is a big no-no. You’ve gone together numerous times already and the image of losing every piece of gold in his pocket and his wallet in front of you on such a special occasion makes him shiver in fear and embarrassment.

A fair or a festival are good choices, but, as much as he’d love watching the city skyline on the ferris wheel or winning a plushie for you to cuddle and think of him, those aren’t available all of the time.

The idea of having dinner and a movie makes him remember the projector in his room, but his brothers could spoil that very easily and bile reaches his mouth at the possibility.

You could go shopping, but that doesn’t feel too intimate, does it?

He becomes desperate after hours of thinking and scratching his head and it’s not until he enters his car to go out for a drive and clear his mind that he realizes he has the perfect solution.

Having dinner together and watching the city skyline are romantic activities, but who says you have to do it at home or on top of a fair attraction?

It’s not even two days later when you find yourself sitting on his car’s hood with take-out ramen in your hands, patiently waiting for him to get a blanket out of the trunk.

The chirping sound of crickets and the distant city noises fill the cold night, but the only thing he can think of is the fondness of your embrace slowly warming his body and making him smile like a fool.

Leviathan

He’s already happy that you like him back and he kind of forgets about everything else, so your offer feels like a slap in the face. An enthusiastic reminder that you’re both now starting a relationship.

That thought makes him cry and yell in the emptiness of his room with non-contained happiness.

He fears you’re going to be disappointed with his ideas for your first date, though.

Going out of the house makes his heart pound in apprehension, anxiety quickly scratching his neck and prickling his brain with needles.

Reading through his manga collection, watching multiple shoujos and playing every otome game he has only make him feel worse and inadequate for you.

Why do you want to go out with someone like him? Reclusive, a bitter sad excuse of a demon who can’t get out of the house without an incentive or a pep-talk.

Do you still like him, despite all of that?

Or is it that… you like him including all of that?

Do you want to be seen holding hands with him? Do you want everyone to know that you like him, of all people?

He can’t set your first date in his room, that would be too pathetic; but, at the same time, going to a café like any other normie couple doesn’t feel like him at all.

What’s a place that combines the comfort and privacy of his room and the outside world?

He asks Henry and his beloved pet stares at him with unblinking eyes. Almost immediately, reality hits him like a train.

Of course! The Royal Aquarium!

The blue lights and the submarine life couldn’t be a better substitute for his room and you’d get out of the house! It’s perfect!

Plus, he gets the opportunity of showing off his knowledge of the ocean, something he hopes will impress you.

He wants to do more for you because you deserve it, but he needs time.

There’s a Ruri-chan convention in a few weeks. Maybe you could go together…

For your second date, perhaps…? No pressure, though!!

Satan

He’s a romantic at heart and he’s been picturing how your first date could go since you confessed to him, so you can’t imagine the happiness he felt when he was granted the opportunity to let all of those ideas become real.

A big gesture would feel impersonal and kill the essence of a newborn relationship, so, although he wants to impress you, Satan will not go overboard.

There are museums where he could show you his knowledge on Devildom’s art and history, but he doesn’t want to spend your first date speaking like a pedant scholar.

There are also high reviewed bookstore cafés, as well as his beloved cat cafés, where you could go to have a hot beverage in a soothing space, but that isn’t exactly what he wants.

He wants to talk to you, hear the nervous stammering in your voice while you blush and struggle to look at him in the eye, and going to a bookstore would quiet your conversations, so he keeps that idea for the future.

The cat café is his favourite, but you would expect that from him and he wants to surprise you at least a little.

He gets the perfect idea while feeding the stray cats behind the House of Lamentation.

Knowing where every single cat in the neighbourhood lives, as well as those who prefer the outskirts of town or even the countryside, shows him a part of the area that no one else has ever seen.

A few days later, Satan looks giddy and enamoured walking by your side while you both feed the cats you encounter, following a path full of flowers that lead you to an abandoned viewpoint.

You’re sitting together, surrounded only by the felines that know when to leave you alone, and, despite the beautiful scenery that displays beyond, Satan can only look at you.

Asmodeus

His first impulse is to go all the way.

Showing you around for his fans to know that you two are dating sends a shiver of excitement down his spine, eyes glowing in delight while he ponders which outfit he should wear so he can match with you.

His plans for your first date seem generic, but a closer look into it lets you know that he has it all planned to make you both the centre of attention.

Other’s and each other’s centre of attention, that is.

You’re colour coordinated, your orders in the café are trending in social media and the weather is so good that little to no people are staying inside their homes.

The both of you are being seen just as you deserve.

Beautiful, together, happy.

Jealousy and envy surrounds you, all of his fans photographing your first date with a mixture of admiration and resentment, wishing to be you; wishing to be him more than ever.

The combination of your company, the external flattery and his own satisfaction makes him think that there couldn’t be a first date better than this one.

He couldn’t be more wrong.

You’re not truly alone until the night comes and the residents of the Devildom have no other choice but to leave you to your own devices to continue with their lifes.

You walk close to him, bumping your hips with his until you both start smiling and giggling. Your voices are almost a hush and he finds the way you lean into him to hear his words better quite addictive.

He feels your breath on his skin, your eyes on his. His hands are itching to bring you even closer and never let you go and it’s not until you kiss under a streetlamp in an empty park that he understands why your first date is so perfect.

You’re with him and he’s with you. That’s enough.

Beelzebub

You already know what he’s thinking, although you may be misinterpreting his execution.

While, yes, he wants to take you out to his favourite dinners and restaurants, Belphie advises him to not go all the way. You don’t have the same stomach as him and ending your date feeling ill would leave a very bad impression.

He doesn’t want you to see him as a permanently hungry beast, anyways. It’s not what he wants you to think whenever he’s close to you, even if he acts like it most of the time, so it doesn’t take much convincing from his twin to agree and search for a more delicate plan of sorts.

He wants the full experience: drinks, starter, main dish, side dish and dessert, but why would you have all of that in the same establishment?

There’s a map in his head where every food related store is highlighted in bright neon colours.

A juice and smoothie bar to start the date followed by a true hamburger restaurant, not any of those fast food chains that only serve half of what is shown in the pictures. Far from there, a walk long enough for you to comfortably digest the food, is a stall specialized in fries. Made in a dozens different ways, they are the perfect last savoury treat to eat before ice cream or a pastry.

Asmo recommended him the retro ice cream parlor and Barbatos took him to the traditional bakery once.

If you don’t like burgers or fries, however, there are more places you could go, just tell him! Whichever you prefer, he’ll be fine with it!

His main goal is for you to have a good time with him, after all, and, although food is a necessity to keep his sin in track, he knows it won’t be what will make your first date perfect.

You being his date is what will make it perfect.

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[boydepartment]

Hii. So can you write sim for Hoon where like him and reader are ice skating partners and aren’t really the biggest fans of eachother but they end up kissing once or twice but reader tries to go back to how they were before but SH wasn’t having it. IDK💀 Idek if you write this kinda stuff

stfu - park sunghoon x reader (skating au)

a/n: i have never ice skated in a professional way in my life nor done competitive sport anything. SO IM GONNA TRY MY BEST! :3 also! i am totally okay with writing stuff w smooching :) i just wont write smut so you’re all good anon i pinky promise

warnings- annoyances to lovers, bickering, i wouldn’t really call it angst, kissing obviously lolz kinda open ended and i am open minded to doing a pt 2 this time

wc- 400-500

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park sunghoon was annoying.

and hot, but mainly annoying. when you found out you had to work with him because your managers wanted a collaboration between the both of you, both you and mr. annoyingly hot were not pleased with the information.

obviously you were both in competitive skating and anything and every opportunity was a competition

it was weird though having to work on this competition together as a team.

you sat down on the bench after a somewhat successful practice with him. he really was professional on the rink. you took a swig of water.

“you need to practice landing more. you almost fell, i saw your leg shake.” sunghoon sat next to you.

your eye twitched and you went to stand up with your bag, “you’re not my trainer or manager.”

“yeah but like it or not i’m your partner right now.” sunghoon looked up at you, you looked down at him, “the last thing i want is for you to fuck this up for the both of us. because i know im not going to mess it up.” he stood up and placed his hand on your shoulder, “so please take-“

you slapped it away and kept glaring at him, “i’ll see you tomorrow.”

that’s how your interactions went for almost every practice, he would nitpick you, you’d bite back, he’d be snarky, and you’d both go home.

that was your relationship. until one practice where things got a WHOLE lot more complicated.

you were waiting outside to get picked up after practice, it was a warmer spring day and you were enjoying the balance between the cold of the rink, and the warmer night air.

“do you need a ride?”

you looked over and saw sunghoon, “i have someone picking me up.” your phone buzzed and your ride was apologizing profusely, cancelling on you.

“looks like you don’t anymore. did you annoy them that bad?” sunghoon asked looking over your shoulder.

“fuck off, sunghoon.” you turned your heel preparing to go wait for the bus but he softly grabbed your bag.

“i’ll give you a ride home.” his voice was stern.

“okay why?” you flipped around, you weren’t impressed by this gentlemanly act.

sunghoon looked at you, “it’s nighttime and you’re walking to the sketchy ass bus stop by yourself. let alone riding the bus by yourself. it’s late.”

you looked at him, “okay and you don’t think i could handle myself?”

“walking alone and taking a sketchy bus is dangerous for anyone. plus if someone wanted to kidnap you they’d let you go in 5 minutes tops because you yap too much.” he said simply, turning around to start walking. you followed him angrily.

“i don’t yap! you’re fucking ridiculous! you talk more than i do!”

“no i don’t. you asked for an explanation i gave you one.”

your shoes were loud on the concrete and it made sunghoon laugh slightly.

“you’re so fucking annoying! i can handle myself!” you don’t know why but you were following him to his car, he was right about the bus and you already had bad experiences. but lying was better than admitting he was right.

“mhm.” sunghoon hummed and unlocked his car, walking to the passengers side to presumably open the door for you.

“i can open the door myself! i’m perfectly capable of-“

you were cut off by him pinning you to the car by your waist. your breath hitched.

“perfectly capable of what?” he asked, his eyebrow perked up ever so slightly.

you went to speak but he beat you to it, “i easily just pinned you to the car, and you can’t do anything about it. what makes you think i’d let you walk home or take the bus alone?”

you felt yourself not being able to talk, looking at him with wide eyes, your heartbeat on fast forward.

“like i said a few weeks ago, whether you like it or not, you’re my skating partner right now and i’m not letting you be reckless because you’re too fucking stubborn to think about anyone but your burning hatred for me.” his grip tightened slightly before loosening.

“who said i hated you? and who said i think about you?” your spark of annoyance came back.

he chuckled and looked away, his side profile and laugh making your knees buckle ever so slightly, “no one has to tell me for me to just know y/n.”

sunghoon looked back at you and leaned down to your level, “no one has to tell me for me to know that i drive you fucking crazy on and off the rink.”

your whole face contorted in anger and you placed your hand on his collar before he leaned in more to crash his lips into yours.

all you remember is how your hands felt in his hair and the feeling of his hands sneaking under the bottom of your shirt to softly touch your bare waist.

after that night, right after practice you would already have an uber waiting for you. you wouldn’t run into him. you’d avoid him after work hours. and act professional on the rink.

after the practice the night before the competition you walked to the bathroom. you wanted to take a breather and wash your hands. when you looked up in the mirror you saw sunghoon standing against the stalls.

“what the fuck are you doing in here? this is the girls bathroom!”

“rinks closed. closed practice remember?”

you turned around and leaned on the sink, “so you waited for me in here like a fucking creep?”

“you’ve been avoiding me, why? that’s not very good chemistry for the competition…” he shook his head disapprovingly and walked toward you.

“so you only kissed me to focus on that? work?” you scoffed and looked away, “very typical of you sunghoon.”

he pulled you closer to him just like he did that night, “no. you’re not just some business partner to me. obviously i like you and i refuse to sit back and not let you at least be aware of that.”

“you what…?” you breathed out.

sunghoon chuckled again before leaning down to you, his lips so close to touching yours, “do i need to repeat myself? i like you. cancel your stupid uber and i will give you a ride home.”

he pulled away from you and started walking out of the bathroom, “we’re going out to get food too. hope you like western food.”

“o-okay…” you mumbled touching your lips before he fully walked out.

what the fuck was going on?

[lyramundana]

Hii, fellow poly Minsung whore activist here🥰 I’m nervous about using my account so I went anon, I hope you don’t mind. I have a little scenario here that I’m probably so wrong for but I’m delulu ash.

Maybe reader (whose a fan or a friend is dragging her along with them) meets Minsung (who’re already in a relationship ofc) in a city they’re having a concert in. Minsung are like “hey ykw she kinda fine, let’s spice things up and bring her back to the hotel.” During their night together, the boys use degradation, praise, grips hard enough to bruise, and soft touches just to make her head spin.

Now I love me some a sprinkle of angst. She has a moment of overthinking after Minsung fall asleep and escapes?? Sort of lol. Minsung do not like this, no no no😔.

That night, she ends up at their concert with some good ass ground floor tickets. While she doubted they would see her and if they did, they probably wouldn’t recognize her (girl like they weren’t giving you the best dicking down of your life the night before), they do in fact see her and you just made this easier for them bbg. They told the other members and security guards to bring her backstage after the show.

Oh babe they mad as hellll. They don’t even wait to get back to the hotel as they drag her to an empty room and destroy her. We’re talking hand prints on her ass, more prominent fingerprint shapes on her hips, arms and neck, tears streaming down her face, the whole 9 yards.

Idk where to go from there tbh. Anyways I hope you enjoyed my delulu thoughts <3

Okay now, honey. First of all, there's no such thing as a "wrong" scenario. Everything that it's discussed in this blog is acceptable and very much not-delulu, so don't brush off your scenarios. Specially when is so FUCKING GOOD AND DELICIOUS like this one. Like, excuse me🥵🥵🥵?? You came up with this masterpiece and brought it to me for free?? Sweetie, you should post it in your own blog and let the world see this jewel of yours. Don't feel nervous of using your account. I always make my horny, unhinged requests displaying my username. This is Tumblr. No one here can judge you for your thoughts

You bet I enjoyed every line of this delulu side of yours.

Reader doesn't really follow the group, but her friend is a Stay and this concert is the lifelong opportunity they've been dreaming off, but they don't want to go alone, so they drag Reader to accompany them. While the friend is resting in the hotel/house, Reader decides to take a stroll around the city and comes across MinSung at some point. Maybe they meet in a shop, where they struck a converstation about common interests, and seeing they get along well MinSung agree and say "fuck it, can we join you?" and that's how they get to know each other better.

Reader doesn't know who they are, but their faces are familiar, and they're just happy to chat with someone like normal people. They've wanted to explore the city a bit before the concert, as the weather looked great for some alone time together, but they encountered the language barrier issue and the lack of knowledge about the place. When Reader appears and helps them out, being so friendly and nice about it, their first instinct is glue themselves to her for the rest of journey. Also, they find her really attractive and can't help but admire her discreetly and exchange appreciative comments that she can't understand. And that's how they spent their day hanging out, just the three of them, while Reader acts like a guide and they start to be bolder with her.

At some point they're sitting in a bar together, drinking a bit, and they have privacy to talk about anything. It's also then whey they begin to make their attraction clear. They've been so fucking stressed with this tour, sex recently hasn't been enough for them, and she's just so gorgeous. So cute. The way she speaks, moves, even the way she dress is driving them mad slowly. It doesn't help that she returns every bold gesture from them. She's not blind. She finds them hot too and it's been a while since she had some "fun".

So, after a while of wandering hands, spicy "jokes" and suggestive comments, the tension feels too thick and they throw the question in.

"We should get going back to our hotel room. Want to come with us and see it?"

She's not drunk enough to miss the intentions behind that question, but she's tipsy enough to accept.

The flirting doesn't stop and when they set a foot in the elevator, the tension snaps. They jump at her like hungry wolves, biting and grabbing every piece of skin they can get their hands on, and Reader welcomes all of it like a submissive lamb, ready to be devoured.

They struggle to open the door, being so occupied feeling her up under her clothes and leaving marks already. Once they're inside, one of them closes the door with a kick without taking his attention from her. They leave a path of clothes behind them that ends up in their bedroom and then she's thrown to the bed. She doesn't have time to recover before they're on her again, exploring every inch of her know naked body with their mouths and hands. Her brain is all mushy from the intense pleasure and adrenaline she's feeling. MinSung unleash all the pent up frustrations and desire they've been dealing with on her.

The entire night was filled with her moans and whimpers while they took her roughly, leaving their hands printed on her hips and inner thighs, as they groaned and cried out of sheer pleasure and relief. Sometimes they went at her at the same time, others they took turns while one watched.

"Such a good girl for us, isn't she, jagi?"

"Damn right she is, so eager to please us, to let us play with her body."

"Look at her, so obedient and cute for us. What a good whore, letting herself be fucked by some men she doesn't even know"

"Go on, use your mouth like the little slut you are. Nice job, kitten"

"We'll fill you up so much it'll be leaking out of you for days"

Her mind turns blank, the world spins, and her body starts to shake uncontrollably and tremble with the amount of orgasm she had. They grab her legs and torso with such force it feels they're trying to press the imprint themselves in it, moving her body as they please to find the right angle. When she cums again, she's half-unconscious and the boys are tired too, finally spent. They clean her up, massage the bruises the left and watch her fall asleep while caressing her face and kissing her skin. They chat for a while before the tiredness consumes them too, Reader safely kept in their arms.

The morning after, she's the first to wake up and doesn't take long to realize what happened. She remembers enough of it and feels her face get warm at the memory, but also gets giddy at it. She stretches a bit, careful to not wake them up, and supress a hiss of pain when she feels the marks they left. She reaches for her phone, reading the messages and calls from her friend, who's worried sick, at which Reader calms them down by giving them a "censored" version of the events. Then the friends reminds her of the concert and sends a photo of one of the promotional posters, featuring all members.

Reader feels her blood freeze inside her body.

She turns around to look at the boys in bed, then at the picture on the phone, then at the bed again, and she feels faint.

Maybe it's the remnants of the alcohol, maybe it's the weight of the revelation, maybe it's the lack of sleep she got, but Reader has to fight off a panic attack and the only thing she can think of at this moment is running away from this situation. So she gets dressed, grabs her stuff, and leaves hurriedly without waking them up and full intention of not looking back. When the boys wake up, they expected to see her in their arms still and maybe get another round, but imagine their shock when they see she's not there. Ohh honey, they're seriously mad. Why the fuck did she run? How could she after they night they had? They try to brush off the anger because they know chances of seeing her again are slim and there's no point.

Meanwhile, Reader's friend notices she's not quite the same since she came back and she's even more reluctant than before in attending the concert. To get her friend off her back, she admits she saw MinSung during her walk and chatted with them "a bit" and now she's embarrased to see them. Her friend, obviously, has a fangirl moment at first and chastises Reader for not telling her first, bombing her with questions, but she avoids the spicy parts of the story. Her friend finally tells her to not worry, that although their seats give a good view of the stage, it'll be very hard for the boys to spot her in the crowd anyway. Reader relents and goes to the concert, having dressed prettily at her friends' insistence because "they have to look their best for the occasion!". When they arrive, Reader feels more at ease with the amount of people surrounding her and thinks her friend said the true.

However, when the group comes to the stage, she feels her heart stop at recognizing the men she had that glorious night of sex with and becomes shifty. They don't make signs of having spoted her, even when Jisung came near their zone, he didn't seemed to notice her, and she allowed herself to enjoy the performance, convinced that they was safe. But she didn't know Jisung had indeed spoted her, hence he aproached their location to confirm. He didn't hesitate in telling Minho, and when they overcame the shock, they former anger came back again and they agreed to a plan. Stays could feel a shift in the boys' performance, they seemed more brutal, harsher.

When the concert ended, Reader was about to leave with her friend until a security guard stopped her and told her she was demanded backstage. Both of them were shocked and confused, and Reader's friend even acted worried, refusing to ler her go in fear she got in trouble for something. Reader calmed her down and asked her to wait in the hotel, since the man told them it wasn't anything bad. While she was leaving, the friend winked at her and exclaimed "tell me all the details when you sign the NDA".

A staff members takes her to an empty dressing room and tells her to wait, leaving her alone there. She's fidgeting, not knowing what to expect but having a small suspicion. Suddenly, the door opens with a slam and she jumps in the place. When she sees the two boys enter and locking the door behind them, she knows she's fucked.

They let her know exactly how pissed off they are, interrogating her and even accusing her of being a fan pretending to not know them just to get her wet dream come true. She argues back and denies it all, returning all their yells, until a hand grabs her painfully by the jaw.

"You don't fucking get to talk back to us, whore. We should've put you in your place from the beginning"

"I think she's a little too high up there, jagiya. Let's remind her exactyl what her place is"

All the gentleness they showed the first night is gone. Her clothes are ripped in shreds and thrown carelessly around the room, as she's pushed forcefully on the ground.

They don't hide their satisfaction and pride at seeing the faint marks they left previously, pressing them enough to make her whine in pain.

"Don't whine, slut. We're about to give you even more of them."

They go at her at the same time, no turns now. They edge her until she's sobbing and screaming, first with their fingers and then with their tongues. She gets spanked by one of their belts, feeling the bruises starting to form in her ass cheeks and thighs. She's then gagged with the same belt because "way too fucking loud, kitten. you're not allowed to make a sound".

When she's spasming, eyes rolling back and begging through the belt for some release, anything, the boys exchange a knowing glance and untie the gag, letting her breathe through her mouth in relief. But her relief doesn't last when they position her in the middle, with both of their dicks inching to her cunt. She knows they're up to something, but her brain is too fucked to guess what. When she feels both of their cocks entering her at once, she's about to scream again but a hand quickly covers her mouth, and they both start moving agressively inside her, leaving their dicks printed in her walls. The feelinf their cocks rubbing against each other and her clenching almost makes them cum again, but they control themselves.

They fucked her back and forth across the room, moving from the ground to the couch to the chairs to the make up tables, etc.

"That's what you fucking deserve for leaving us, baby. What the fuck were you thinking with that dead brain of yours, hm?"

"Look at her, so cockdumb already, acting like a desesperate bitch in heat. Aren't two cocks enough for you?"

"Is this what you wanted? Being fucked by two celebrities to share the experience with your friends? Of course you did. You're nothing but an attention seeking slut, only thinking about having a dick inside you"

"We'll make sure you can't even walk after this. You're not going anywhere this time, darling. Let's see how can you run away then."

She can no longer tell if what she's feeling is pain or pleasure, but when they cum inside her and she feels both of their cocks twitching inside her, it triggers her own orgams and her vision turns white. She faints in their arms, muttering and having spasms. They pause to recover their breaths too, checking on her worriedly and chuckling softly when she replies gibberish. One of them lifts her up bridal style and lay her down in the couch, both caging her with their bodies.

"You were ours from the moment you entered our your bedroom"

Tagging @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @sweetracha because they gave me ideas for this. Feel free to add something or give your own version of it. The more the merrier.

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"Sit on my face"

Fandom: Death Note

Pairing: Mello X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hi h!i:D May I request for the event, Mello pleasuring reader to help them forget about their extremely exhausting day with prompt 14 “Sit on my face” " ◜By lovely anon!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Fic

Warnings: Explicit smut, Dom!Mello, Sub!Reader, Praising, Face sitting, Dirty talk, Cunnilingus, MDNI

Word Count: 1.6K

A/n: Face sitting with Mello? Eye eye captain!

There was nothing more relaxing than getting a massage from your boyfriend after coming home, having an extremely exhausting day at work. Your mind was going numb with the way his hands were gently roaming around your body, massaging the fatigue away; and he was definitely aware of that.

"Feels good baby girl?" He said quietly, fingers reaching for your puffy cheeks to squish them from behind. All you could see was the pillow under your face, but from his calmness you knew that a soft smile was flaunting on his face.

"Mhm honey, feels amazing. Honestly, how can your hands be so professional at this? They always focus on the right spot"

"Especially when I'm fingering you~"

His remark made you chuckle and look back at him from your shoulder, to meet a gorgeous, proud smirk, sitting so perfectly on his face.

"Of course, especially when you're doing that"

You were waiting for him to say another dirty thing so that maybe he could earn a tiny bit of blush from your face, but a tiny bit turned into a dozen when his hand slowly went down on your entrance, leaving your hips untouched. Your breath got hitched in your throat as his fingers started teasing your entrance, coming up and down on your slit to make you shiver slightly and close your thighs around his hand. That didn't stop him from going further though; now it was his fingertips poking your hole, remaining close to your clit but not making sensible contact with it to make you go wild.

"Mello..." Your shaky voice and the hints of frustration hidden in it made him raise his head to look at your figure from behind, admiring how your hair was scattered freely on your back.

"What? You're not in the mood?"

"No, it's just that... I don't think I can move around so much... I'm worn out from all the hard work I did earlier..."

He nearly frowned when he thought that he needed to let this chance slip from his hands; but suddenly, an idea popped into his mind that made him beam hugely, thinking about the compelling outcome.

"What if you don't have to move around at all?"

His interesting comment made you sit up and look at him curiously. He didn't seem to be messing with you, even though his playful grin hadn't left his face.

"What do you mean? How are we supposed to have sex when I'm not doing anything?"

"Well there's no need for you to do anything! You just have to remain still, that's all"

Your widened eyes showed that you were kinda getting it, but he couldn't miss the opportunity to witness your stunned expression when you hear about his tempting offer from his own mouth.

"Are you... Are you trying to say that..."

"Sit on my face. That's what I'm trying to say"

Your heart slammed itself hard to your thorax.

"I'm not sure about this. We've never done this before"

"Which is exactly why we should give it a try"

Mello's abs looked even hotter when he was lying down on the bed. And you? Looking insecure, unsure, and nervous, sitting beside him; you weren't really matching each other at that moment.

When he saw that you were still caught up in your thoughts, he sighed and took your hand to pull you near him gently. You didn't resist him, but you still weren't certain if this was a good idea. It was literally written all over your face, with how you were sulking and looking at your boyfriend's gorgeous face, imagining how it was going to get crushed by your thighs.

"C'mon girly, what are you waiting for? It's going to be amazing"

Yeah, you didn't have any doubts on that one. Of course it was going to be amazing. It was Mello and his damn tongue, for fuck's sake.

"I don't know babe... What if..."

"What if what?"

What if you look ugly sitting on his face like that? What if you suffocate him with your weight? What if...

Mello knew what was going through your mind. It wasn't his first day of meeting you.

He shook his head with a small smile before pressing your hand reassuringly, his other hand reaching for your left cheek. His voice was as firm as ever, not even a tiny bit of doubt floating in it.

"You'll be fine, gorgeous. I wouldn't have suggested this if I didn't know whether it was going to work out. Just trust me on this one, ok?"

Well, there couldn't be any arguments left on your mind when he puts it that way.

Slowly, you let out a deep breath before raising you foot to place it next to his head. You were remaining on top of his face, still not attempting to sink down fully. He rolled his eyes at your uncertainness and grabbed your hips, pulling you down with force. Your clit suddenly slammed against his lips.

"Oh!"

Look at you! He hadn't even started yet and you were already moaning.

Trying to cover your excited smile with your hand was useless. Mello had already seen it.

"So now you're giggling? You were acting a bit different earlier"

"Oh shut up! Let's just get this over with"

"So bold talking to me like that. Let's see how long you can keep up with this attitude"

He spent a few seconds staring at your face, his heart warming up by how you looked so entrancing from his point of view. If only you could see yourself through his eyes...

Just when you wanted to ask him what was taking him so long, his lips met with your cunt. A low pitched moan left your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. It was unbelievable how skilled he was at eating you out, how his damn tongue made you lost your mind and try to grind against it harder. But this time... It felt better, closer, deeper. His tongue was warm, and so was your pussy. The only difference was that there weren't any tasty liquid coming out of his mouth.

It was like his mouth had mistaken your folds for your lips. He was going deeper and deeper, closing his eyes to enjoy the taste of your arousal. He had to grip your hips in order to make you stay above him, though it wasn't easy since you were squirming around so much. But tonight was all about you, so he could put up with that, just for now.

"O-oh! A- Oh my god!"

"Right?~ Told you it was gonna be fun"

Your entrance was aching a bit, but the pleasure was too much to give up on. You could only grip the mattress under his head to keep yourself from falling, and of course binging your core nearer to him as it wasn't literally on his face already. Was he protesting? Heck no, not when he could enjoy the view of your back arching so prettily above him.

His tongue was moving around everywhere, your walls, the surface, your hole, anywhere but your damn clit. No matter how much you pressed yourself against his face, he wasn't gonna give up on the teasing.

You totally forgot about how you were worried to suffocate him.

"Mello! Stop teasi- Ah!"

He finally did it. The second you started talking, he sucked on your clit so hard that you nearly saw stars. A loud moan, almost close to a scream escaped your mouth, but it didn't stop there; as his mouth didn't let go of your clit.

Now your sensitive flesh was fully in his mouth, his tongue moving up and down on it. The tip of his tongue pocked your hole then came up again to the apex. His talent in French kissing was a blessing and a problem at the same time, making you moan so hard you were sure that complains were coming at your door tomorrow morning.

"Shit shit shit! Right there! Please! Oh shit!"

"Mhm!"

One of his hands left your hips and came down to your pussy, rubbing on your way in and pushing inside. You couldn't see clearly anymore, all you could feel was the heat coming from your core filling you up, and his mouth fueling your body, dragging you closer to your release.

But apparently, it wasn't enough; since you started grinding on his tongue wildly, letting out lewd sounds. Weren't you tired of moving? That didn't really cross your mind at that time.

Thankfully Mello played along, keeping his tongue out for you to crush yourself on it. You tasted too good, so he was willing to let you smother him with your cunt if it meant he could have more of your arousal.

"Fuck! Oh my fucking go- Ah! Mello! I'm- I'm-"

And it happened. You started shivering harder than usual, screaming as your hot cum filled up his mouth. He placed his tongue on your entrance, unwilling to lose even one drop of your arousal. Your hole twitching above his muscle felt really nice.

Your scream was finally over, but your panting for breath wasn't. You took a deep breath before looking down at your boyfriend, finally seeing how red his face had became.

Poor guy. You knew he was going to have a hard time down there.

But you didn't feel that guilty, since he didn't seem to be upset.

Mello smiled when he spotted your eyes on him, stretching his arms out to run his fingers though his hair.

"Well, thanks for the meal"

Yeah, thanks for not refusing to eat your meal.

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Illicit Affairs - pt 5

A sorority leader Wanda AU

A Ride To Remember

summary- The sorority group is celebrating the success of their event and have decided for a camping trip as a fun way to keep the team spirit up. Wanda knows another way of keeping your team spirit up especially when you keep messing with her.

Warning - mean Wanda , choking, face slapping once , pussy slapping, a little bit angst at the end, dominating Wanda, bottom reader, Wanda is kind of smitten or whipped for r , Tsundere Wanda honestly, finger fucking etc

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"Is Everyone here? We are leaving in ten minutes so settle down, Folks!" The senior made the last announcement and you mentally went over the essentials you needed for the trip.

"This is going to be amazing! Guess what I have packed?" Darcy asked with a huge grin on her face, it made you smile in excitement as well, knowing whatever she'd pack would be fun. "What?" You asked after several moments, realising the doofus wasn't going to tell until you ask her. The habit funny yet annoying Sometimes.

"See my friends have vodka over there so we won't have to wait for the senior to designate a day for party and give us that lousy amount which is 95 percent water only." She started and you followed her gaze to her friends who waved at you two, you waved back and glanced at Darcy, not understanding why she was excited about vodka. "And I have got 'stuff'."

"Damn, really?!" You asked in the same excited tone now. Hushing down quietly, afraid people would know about the marijuana. God, just the thought of getting high gave you excitement. You remembered the first time you got high and couldn't shut up. You talked and talked and every little thing seemed so funny. Now you were actually excited.

"Stop grinning like a fool. Wanda would suspect." Darcy smacked your head and you slapped her back in reflex, but agreed with the woman and neutral your expression focusing on your bag on your lap, the last thing you wanted was to get in trouble with Wanda after that party. "Yeah yeah. So are we doing it tonight?" You asked and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Doing what, Detka?" Wanda asked walkin over from behind to where the two of you were sitting, "Nothing, Wanda. We were thinking of skinny dipping tonight." Darcy replied and your eyes widen while shaking your head 'no', knowing she was purposely getting on Wanda's nerves. Ever since Wanda had picked you from the party, snitching Darcy out in the process, Darcy was finding every opportunity to get on Wanda's nerves. Especially now that she had a little bit of Natasha's protection now, she could get away from her tiny transgressions.

"Darcy!" You spoke before Wanda could and the raven head woman only laughed, "Stop joking around." You exclaimed and shook your head at Wanda who looked at your questioningly over what Darcy had said. "Natasha is calling you. Don't try me, Lewis." Wanda spoke firmly and it even scared Darcy but her being her, she only showed a grin and peace sign before leaving.

"And you wonder, why I dislike her." Wanda stated the obvious and you laughed, sometimes you enjoyed their quarrel as long as it wasn't on your expense. "She is nice, Wanda." You defended your friend half-heartedly knowing whatever you say, they both would never like eachother.

"Of course." Wanda muttered in disdain before flicking the handle between the two seats up making it a one big seat, a mini couch basically, you watched her with curiosity as she held out her hand for you to take and you did, wondering what she was doing. She pulled you up from the seat with one pull and you smiled in amusement, her strength always amazed you.

Wanda put some blanket down on the seats and half laid down, pulling you in her lap, wrapping her arms around you as she settled in, your cheeks immediately reddened at the display of affection, you knew people didn't think much of it since they had assumed Wanda to be overly protective of her first mentee but you knew the truth and it made your heart flutter and your stomach summersaulted at her tiniest of affection.

"You comfortable?" Wanda asked and you nodded against her chest before looking up at her, "I would be more if I had my phone." You added and Wanda rolled her eyes, chuckling sarcastically at your response and you shrugged, it was worth a try. "Nice try. Not until you learn to sort out her priorities." Wanda ended the discussion and you wanted to roll your eyes at her remark but knew doing that in such proximity with her would only result in a smack on your ass and you rather not test her patience when she had already threaten to spank you in front of Carol and Natasha. Apparently, you mouth off to her when you are on your phone. You hardly agreed, you only get distracted and don't reply as politely as Wanda wishes for you to.

"That's why I am here so we can watch a movie. I don't want you to die from boredom." Wanda clarified the reason she was not with the other senior members and you nodded trying to stop yourself from gushing over the fact that she cared so much about you. A part of you still upset about the whole deal with Vision but that part hardly comes forward these days. You had chosen your poison, you could hardly complain now.

"Thank you." You pulled her down from her neck and pecked her cheek, a little closer to her lips, the action had Wanda surprised for a moment, you were too innocent to realise the affect of your actions and Wanda shook her head, pushing the thought of someone taking it in a wrong sense away, she knew that she would have to talk to you about your ways of showing affection in public. Wanda would never jeopardize her reputation or position by getting too carried away but she couldn't say the same for you especially knowing how much you disliked Vision and the whole deal you had with her. She decided to do it later, not wanting to put you in a sore mood now and played the movie.

"Did you bring the mosquito repellent cream?" Wanda asked few minutes into the movie once she noticed the people on the other aisle, putting theirs on and closing the windows as the sun started setting. "Oh Fuck." You muttered from your position on her lap, your head on her chest, cuddled extremely close as the two of you watched the movie. Wanda's hand shot out to your collar instead of hair knowing that people were still around even if not paying attention to you two, she pulled your head up from her chest and before you could apologise her hand came down on your mouth and you let out a whimper of pain, "Stop acting like my mom." You muttered, rubbing the stinging area.

"Then stop behaving like a child." Wanda replied, her eyes narrowing down on you and you knew what she was waiting for, "I am sorry, Mom." You replied in a snarky tone and Wanda rolled her eyes at you, "Careful there, I might just force you to call me mommy, since you love thinking of me as such." Wanda whispered in your ear and you blushed furiously, trying to hide your face in her chest, obviously not enjoying the idea of that very much. She laughed at your reaction and You wanted to come back with an smartass comment but was too afraid that she would fulfil her threat.

"Now go get me my bag. There are mosquitoes here already." Wanda muttered in annoyance as she ushered you up, patting your butt to make you hurry but you only groaned and further buried yourself in her. "I don't want to get up. I got comfortable with such efforts." Wanda sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, you stopped your whining to look at her wondering why she stopped suddenly. "One."

"What? Are you seriously counting?" You asked in disbelief, you knew that she knew how the counting scares you and despite that you always try your best to remain unaffected. Wanda's hand came down on your bare thigh in a smack and you cried out, "Fine fine. But wasn't our last event for nature? Isn't it cruel to deny mosquitoes thier nutritions? We would be basically denying them their right to reproduce?" You started and watched as Wanda rolled her eyes but couldn't successfully hide the smile of amusement playing on her lips.

"And come to think of it, it is the female mosquitoes who need our blood, you can't do that for a fellow sister? Isn't the whole point of sorority groups, sisterhood?" You asked and Wanda shook her head, "This is why I don't like you hanging out with Darcy, you little brat." Wanda pinched your cheek and you laughed, finally deciding to get up. "Only because I don't want you to hate Darcy for one more reason."

"What a good friend you are," Wanda said sarcastically and watched as you left to get her bag. She stretched on the bed, pausing the movie. "Are we stopping on that restaurant?" Wanda asked Jennifer, remembering the place when they outlined their route, when she got an affirmative, she smirked to herself and got up, meeting you halway down the aisle.

"Aren't we gonna finish watching the movie?" You asked slightly confused when Wanda didn't respond and took the bottle of cream from you. "I have a better idea." She replied and urged you to walk all way to the backseats with her hand on your lower back, touching your bare skin causing goosebumps to cover the area. It felt good, her warm hands. Maybe that was the reason you wore crop tops so frequently around her.

"Sit." Wanda pushed some bags from the backseat aside, making some room for you two, still a little crowded but secluded enough. You were piqued with the situation, wondering if you two were going to do something, but all hopes were crushed as you were aware of how Wanda would not jeopardize her reputation. You sat down and Wanda settled down next to you before taking out some of the cream and rubbing it on her arms in slow circles, rubbing up and down and you didn't understand why the simple act was arousing you, especially when she rubbed her hands together to spread the cream evenly.

Wanda smirked to herself, aware of your tranced gaze which was fixated on her like a moth drawn to fire. It continued for awhile, you watching her rub the cream on herself with lust filled stare and clenched thighs, when you couldn't take enough you reached forward for the cream with your hand only for it to get smacked away by her, "Wha-" Before you could finish yourself, Wanda clicked on her phone one last time and threw it down on her seat before getting in your lap. Her finger placed on your lips to quieten you and you tried controlling the urge to lick it, suck it or bite it. So many things you wanted to.

"I will put it on you." Wanda cleared it up with a sweet smile and your eyes flicked from her position on your lap to behind her where almost all the seats were empty and people were already gone, you didn't even hear that, preoccupied by the brunette. You nodded slowly and when her finger brushed your lip, your tongue darted out to lick it, earning you a sharp smack on your thigh. You stopped instantly at the pain but given a chance you would do it again.

"Good girl." Wanda murmured against your ear, licking the earlobe causing you to shudder in pleasure. You could feel the wetness oozing out of you and she had only just began. You watched as she pulled back and took a generous amount of cream in her hand, rubbing them together slowly, the moisturizer sticking to her fingers. She winked at you with a cheeky grin before placing her hand on your bare stomach, her fingers expertise in tracing from front to your back. "No funny business." She said playfully when you let out a sigh of pleasure, her fingers digging into your flesh softly.

"Wanda.." You whispered surprised that your voice came out firm with how dry your throat was. "Hmm, Baby?" Wanda asked and the use of the endearment only seemed to work on you more. You wouldn't deny how much you have started loving her roughness in bed but there were still times when you would find yourself falling for her all over again everytime she would get playful with you, tease you with that adorable glint in her eyes devoid of all the cruelness you were aware she could dish out in any given moment.

"What are you doing?" You were surprised that you were still able to form sentences when she moved to your thighs and legs, rubbing the cream there with a determine look to not miss any spot but you both knew why she spend extra time on your thighs, her fingers almost brushing against your clothed center causing you to buck your hips up. "Quit being so libidinous." Wanda's hand came down on your clothed pussy and you whimpered in pain and as well as pleasure at having her touch.

"Libi-What?" You asked her, genuinely confused at her choice of words when she was the one being whatever 'libi-dibi' she was talking about. "Libidinous." Wanda replied nonchalantly, her eyes focused on your center and you noticed the shift in her eyes as your thigh muscles convulsed under her touch. "Jesus, Your cunt is soaking." Wanda observed and you felt a jolt of arousal hitting your body at her unsolicited wording.

"Fuck me then.." You said and when she made an attempt to pick up the cream again, you decided to beg, "Please..I want you so badly. I am so wet.. only for you, Wanda please..." You didn't know what you were saying, the desperation to feel her hands on you and the constant fear of someone walking in was pushing you to limits. Wanda dropped the cream and picked out a wipe from her bag, cleaning her hands, "Take these off." Wanda almost growled as she got off you and you didn't need to be told twice as you instantly pushed the clothing down your legs before leaning forward to kiss Wanda who smacked your face away, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to remind you who was in front of you.

"I didn't give you permission to kiss me, Darling." Wanda reminded and you swallowed dryly, nodding and murmuring a soft 'sorry' and gasping when Wanda pushed you back into your seat, again getting in your lap. This time her intent was clear when her mouth attached to your neck, sucking and biting with the intention to leave marks, you moaned loudly, "Pe-People.. notice.." You let out in between your whimpers and moans, yet your hand in Wanda's hair only pushed her closer, simultaneously tilting your neck to give her more access.

"Mosquitoes.." She grumbled as she moved lower to your chest, her answer had you chuckling, remembering how she didn't like it before when you called her a mosquito while on call with Vision, quickly shaking off the thought you focused shifted on Wanda's hands, harshly squeezing your soft mound, "What's so funny, Baby?" She asked while her finger traced your areolas, not touching the hardened nub. You closed your eyes and turned your head to the side when she pinched the nub.

"Hmm?" She questioned again while pinching the other one, getting them harder and you tried jerking away from her but it didn't work as her fingers clamped down harder, "N-Nothing.." You whimpered in pain but wouldn't deny the backhanded pleasure you were recieving from her assault on your soft flesh. "Thought so." She smirked to herself enjoying the flushed state she had put you in, every inch of you was red. She loved how everything she did had a direct result on your body. So responsive.

Wanda pushed your bra up, her hand playing with your bare flesh, softly kissing your breast before sucking on your hardened nipple, slowly nibbling on the sensitive flesh at the same time moving her hand to your bare center, playing with your folds, her fingers brushing past them to collect the wetness in her fingers, "And we have hardly began, I told you, you will become my pain slut." Wanda finished her sentence with a smack to your already swollen pussy and you let out a loud cry mixed with a moan of pleasure.

Wanda pushed her fingers into your mouth to quieten you, "Shh. People are still around." You had tears in your eyes when she pushed her fingers covered in your wetness down your throat, causing you to choke on them. "So beautiful." Wanda whispered, pushing a strand of hair away from your face and you could feel yourself growing redder, "You take them in so well, such a good girl." Wanda praised, cooing at you and you wouldn't deny how your chest swells up everytime she does that to you. Unbeknownst to you Wanda had conditioned you to long for her approval and praises.

"But that's not where you need them, don't you baby?" Wanda asked and you nodded frequently, her fingers still in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, while her other hand held your face still by the back of your neck. "Fine." Wanda pulled out her fingers from your mouth and before you could resume your proper breathing, she pushed her fingers in you and you were embarassed as well as surprised by how easily they went in. "So needy." Wanda murmured as she watched how her fingers moved in and out of you as she fucked you.

You didn't know but the way Wanda was watching you as she had her way with you was making you feel shyer than your first time with her. You could feel redness seeping in your cheeks and was pretty sure that your chest and neck were a similar shade. You closed your lips and bit your lip to hold your moans but it didn't help when Wanda's other hand rubbed your clit, playing with the nub while inserting another finger in.

"Wa-Wanda." You cried out in broken moans when she picked up her place, three fingers deep in you while her thumb simulated your clit, you couldn't help but scream her name which she stopped halfway by placing her fingers in your mouth, "Shut. Up. Slut. We don't want everyone here." She growled with annoyance and you moaned around her fingers at the look she was giving you that and a curl of her fingers was enough to push you over the edge as you came against her fingers. Your thighs convulsing, your hips bucking up to ride out your orgasm which Wanda let you.

Your saliva dripped down your chin as her fingers were pushing down on your tongue, "So gorgeous." Wanda's hand on your pussy, traced the outer lips and your whimpered at the simple touch. It felt too much in the moment. You watched as she brought the fingers to her lips, tasting you. She winked when she caught your eyes causing you to blush and to look away.

"Let's clean you up, my little slut." Wanda pulled out her fingers from your mouth and wiped them on your hot and red cheeks. You didn't know if you really liked her calling you dirty names since it was always some sort of endearment with her but your body seemed to enjoy them as the heat rushes everywhere at the idea of being her slut.

You closed your eyes and pushed your head back focusing on your breathing, you were pretty sure Wanda had someone gaurding the bus, remembering the use of her phone earlier and how no one had enter or even knock in a while now. It was easier to put the two and two together. You hissed in surprise and from the cold when a wet towel wiped down on your still a little wet pussy. "Sorry, Kitten." Wanda apologised, she obviously didn't mean it but the fact she even said it was nice to hear, you thought while nodding in acknowledgement, letting her take care of you.

She would always clean you after it, at first you found it a little, you don't know the right word for it but you felt more naked than when she would fuck you. But overtime you seemed to grow a liking to the aftercare, loving how affectionate Wanda would get and how she would even listen to whatever you want after a particularly rough play. You didn't know on what level of sweetness Wanda was on after this particular time but when she gently wiped your cheeks and placed a kiss on the one she had slapped earlier, she didn't have to say. You knew she would get you whatever you wanted. Except, another orgasm maybe.

"I love you." You whispered and instantly felt your heart racing in panic. You didn't know why but you couldn't stop yourself in time. You would always say it in your head but this time you went a little too bold. Before you could die in panic or bring yourself to an anxiety attack, Wanda placed a kiss on your lips, soft and short. "I know, Detka. I know." Wanda replied and the soft smile on her lips calmed your nerves, that meant she wasn't going to kick you out or anything. It seemed to reassure you. She didn't reject you. After all she was the one who chose you over-

"Let's not think about it much right now, huh?" Wanda phrased it as a question but you knew she would get irritated the moment you dwell on the thought again and never the one to deny her of anything, You instantly drop the thought and gave her a smile, "I want a chocochip cookie." You announced causing Wanda to laugh, "Of course you do."

"Get dressed. I will see what I can do." She leaned forward and kissed you lips one last time before getting off and picking up her phone. You moved to get dressed with a big smile playing on your lips, the same lips tingling from all of her kisses. The same lips that would be wrapped around a joint later, the thought exciting you in a completely different way. You didn't even know how your subconscious connected Wanda's kisses to Weed but you weren't complaining. The trip was going to be amazing.

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[v3nusxsky]

Could I please request a lesso X pansexual reader where r is the new transfer student (they are 18) who is known as being a stereotypical cocky player and who doesn't do long term relationships. There's lots of rumors about why they are such a player and why they had to leave their old school. While she'd never admit it lesso was just as intrigued as the other students and is determined to get to the bottom of it also requests r to talk in office. Lesso soon learns that r was actually very different in their old school and was severely bullied and taken advantage of by their long term bf which is why they swore off long term relationships because they never wanted to feel that much hurt again. Eventually r admits that they have a thing for lesso cause in r's words "authority figures are hot as shit" which leads to them both having some fun in lesso's office (r topping lesso which lesso is very annoyed about considering she is typically the top?)

Not my fault your fit as fuck| NSFW

*Authors note~ I truly have no experience with this kind of behaviour so I hope this is what you are searching for anon <3*

Trigger warnings~ top r bottom l daddy kink breeding kink praise degrading magical cock pure and utter filth

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

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A reputation can either make you or break you. And this is why you'd had to transfer. The rumours, the stories that were circulating around your previous school made it impossible for you to continue your education there. You still blamed yourself for it. After all why did you have to go and trust someone only for them to hurt you. What did that say about your judge of character. She'd torn you apart, left you open bare and bleeding all while she rubbed salt in those wounds by spreading those malicious lies. Yep, moving schools was definitely the best idea for you, but something like that doesn't just not affect a person, no it left you with some nasty scars, scars you wanted to hide. So you reinvented yourself, a protective measure to ensure no one would ever come that close to you again.

Obviously schools communicate, you knew by the time you started on your first day, they knew. The whispers and stares around you proved that fact, yet you didn't care. Why should you? After all for all they knew it was all wrong. One thing was right though, you are a massive flirt, people naturally gravitate towards you and who are you to turn them away? After all you're human, you still crave love and affection like anyone else, just without the commitment. Your reputation as a "fuck girl" was pretty well known after a few months at the school. And you weren't mad about it. Boys, girls, non binary, trans truthfully anyone appealed to you. It was also noticed you weren't picky with gender but you had a stereotypical type, anyone with an air of confidence had a fair chance of ending up in your bed.

Leonora had heard the whispers, of the older student, the fuck girl, the pansexual goddess who stole hearts and she had to admit she wanted to know more, for her this felt too rehearsed so she definitely wouldn't be falling at your feet like the students had been. She waited for the perfect opportunity to pull you into her office under the pretences of a educational review.

You're stunning, that was no shock but the way you carried yourself and the smirk you plastered on your face mixed with the cocky attitude all supported her theory. This was a pretence. As soon as you sat in front of her desk she made sure to tell you just what she thought. "Leonora" you purred flashing a smirk at her, "this isn't about my education so let's cut to the chase shall we? I have people to do" you couldn't help but chuckle at the part. Who would you take to bed tonight? Maybe a girl? Who knows. All you knew is you wouldn't be there when they woke next morning.

You seemed to pale when she called you out with the simple phrase, "I'm your Dean and I command you to tell me" barked at you. You couldn't help but spill everything. You told her of how she'd fucked you over, how she'd tricked you for three whole years, only to go and do the worst thing she could do. Expose your secret, one in fact she very much enjoyed when you were together, one you didn't want getting out. In fact that's the whole reason you came to this school. You were gifted in ways no other could understand, and if others enjoyed your gifts then it wasn't your fault they called you a player. In fact you were just terrified of being hurt in such a way again. Now that Leonora could understand, Rafal had done some despicable shit to her, for years she shut herself off before now getting comfortable again in her own skin.

"Would you like to see my gifts in action" you teased and watched as she sat stunned. Aha you still had the effect despite her knowing how you'd been bullied and pulled apart. You could tell she was curious, so you leant over the desk to answer her unasked question, "because Nora" you purred, "authority figures are hot as shit. And you darling reek of authority, I'd love to turn you into nothing but a mindless whore." She visibly gulped at your words, no wonder you were so popular, you took the advantage to plant your lips to hers in a dominating kiss. You left no room for her to do anything but submit to you.

Leonora was fuming, how dare someone try to dominate her. She dominates everyone. But deep deep down she was enjoying the way you took control of everything, all she had to do is sit back and enjoy the sensations. You quickly made work of her clothing after gaining some consent, pulling her up to sit in her chair before placing her to straddle your lap. Your hands never faltering as they roomed her body and your lips attacking her neck. All she could do is expose more of it to you as she moaned for more. Her hips instinctively rocking downward into your lap causing you to moan. "Leo?" You murmured against her skin, "I can um conjure up something can I?" You continued punctuating each few words with a kiss on her pulse point. The moan she let out at the thought was all the consent you needed but she continued to beg for it anyway, "oh so this is your gift, go ahead my love."

She could feel as the spell took place, your now impressive length hardening under her soaking core. She was truly impressed and impatient so with a quick point of a finger you now sat bare in her chair, your new appendage standing proudly to attention as she ground her hips down against it. "Want daddy's cock Leo? Like a good cock loving whore?" You murmured nipping at the lobe of her ear. Your hands finding purchase on her hips to help her move just enough to tease herself. "Oh daddy fuck!" She moaned and if she wasn't already delirious with need she would've sworn down this never happened. Maybe she would, after she'd let you use her in ways she never thought she'd allow.

You lined yourself up with her soaking core and helped her sink down on the impressive length. Her moans of delight were truly delicious and you didn't think you'd ever get tired of hearing them. As soon as she'd adjusted to your intrusion she began to bounce herself on your dick, loving how your eyes fixated on her breasts. You were trying to catch one in your mouth as she bounced on your lap back arched enjoying the feeling you deep inside her.

She couldn't help but cry out in surprise when you quickly changed the position with a growl. She was now bent over her desk as you entered her from behind. "Look at how well you take daddy's cock doll. You're so good a good little slut. Greedy whore for this aren't you? Wanting daddy to fuck you dumb, fill this cunt with cum? Make you my breeding bitch, isn't that right" you half moaned and half panted with how rough you were pounding into her. All she could do is whimper, whine and mewl for your. Begging for more, needing more.

You changed the position once again, the pleasure was dizzying for you both, you now lay her down against her desk with her legs around your hips pulling you impossibly deep into her dripping pussy. "I want to see your face doll. I want to see that pretty mind of yours go blank as I fill you up. You won't let anyone of it go now will you? You're gonna be a good cum slut for daddy, isn't that right Leonora" you taunted and the way you purred her name was all it took for her to cum squeezing your cock for all it was worth as her mind went blank. You were a second behind her in finding your own release, working you both through it before slipping out of her and transitioning back to your usual anatomy.

Leonora lay spent on the desk, never in her life had she experienced such an enjoyable encounter but she'd be damned if she let you leave. Her hands reached out for you with one simple demand, "stay please" she whimpered the need and vulnerability soaking her words and dancing in her eyes, you muttered "there's no where I'd rather be" before heading to take care of the older woman.

Word count~ 1648

[diezmil10000]

do you have thoughts abt lysinette...

ouughghghhhh many!! many thoughts!!!! i’m still bitter that a lot of good ships didn’t get an A support and lysinette is on par with dorogrid, which is one of my favorite ships in the game. they wrote two girls who are incredibly passionate about magic, love sweets and are younger than most of the other characters, made them fight and make peace about overworking themselves and refused to elaborate. don’t get me wrong, i like their support chain, but—uh. wait.

fe3h spoilers under the cut because we’re talking about lysithea

i just can’t believe they didn’t give annette the opportunity of knowing about lysithea’s crests when she can’t shut up about them in all her other supports. they literally refused to elaborate on why lysithea seems naturally gifted in annette’s eyes, and to me that would have given their fight a better closure that what they chose to end it with. annette should have also been one of those characters who help lysithea remove her second crest if they could end up together, despite her being a teacher and not a researcher in most of her endings.

what i’m saying is that if they can write 3243347 supports of hilda needing help with cleaning and 23789432 supports of sylvain hitting on women who dislike him they could have made a linhardt-lysithea support chain copy with annette. just that, instead of the autistic gay boy with zero empathy (i love him) that wants to study her, lysithea has to deal with the hyperactive girlfail with no filter that wants to study AND kiss her.

i’m just realising i’ve been complaining for a while, but i hope that i don’t sound too negative – i do have other thoughts that aren’t pretentious attempts to Fix The Bad Game. if lysithea developed feelings for annette during the academy phase she would be sooo embarrassed like what do you mean i have a CRUSH? on a GIRL who is a NERD? and her stupid classmates (claude and hilda, maybe leonie) would find out and tease her forever about it. like c’mon lys ask her to dance with you at the ball!! and she does and annette is stupidly oblivious and she just gives up because she doesn’t have time for that.

the reunion post-timeskip would be awkward as fuck for both of them too: annette comes back fully grown and serving cunt while lysithea-- she looks exactly the same tbh but she is 12 whole ass centimeters taller and that’s wild. if they had any prior feelings for each other the timeskip would be like boom! gay reason spell that always crits!! it’s been 5 years and the girl from the other class is now a soldier, and i’m a soldier too and i fight by her side and she’s beautiful, but the war isn’t stopping and no one is stopping me from kissing her either. we’ve grown so much and so differently and i don’t know where to start teaching her the kind of magic i now know about, if she even wants me to. if she even wants me. and goddess do i want her.

anyway. thanks for letting me talk about my brainrot, i’ve been reading a lot of fics about them (something i should have done in 2019 when i first played but hey, better late than never. i’m so thankful for ao3 and all the fanfic writers out there, it’s so rewarding to get back to an old fandom and find all the cool stuff that has been written while you were gone). i hope you have a nice day anon~

[harus-simp]

Cupid gone right?

-Wumuti x reader-

Warning: none, just fluff (maybe a little sad at times but it all ends up well)

Requested: Clueless!reader who are asked by her friend to help her set up a date with Wumuti, well that ended up her being a Cupid/Matchmaker for them, but what if.. it was all part of the plan? Her friend was actually the one who is setting her up on a Date w/ him!? (Anonymous)

Author's note: Hey anon, sorry for the long wait. But here's your request, I hope you like it <3

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What happens when you are tricked by your own friend into setting her up with wumuti, only to find out that the one that was set up with him was you?

After a couple of years at your current college you could state something for sure, you had a huge fucking gigantosaurus crush on your neighbour. The first years you started living on the college's doorms, but after obtaining a part time job that payed you quite well you decided to move to your own apartment.

And a couple of months later you heard someone was moving right next to you, someone around your age. This was obviously a blessing as that building had no young people at all, so you thought it was a great opportunity to socialise as well.

And when he got there you almost had a heart attack right then and there, he was one of the most gorgeus people you had ever met, and the smile he flashed your way made your cheeks warm.

He introduced himself as wumuti,a perfect name for a perfect face, and you cooked him something to welcome him which he accepted gladly (you thanked your job as a bartender for the cooking abilities).

You guys hanged out from time to time and met up at college as you soon discovered he was also attending yours.

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On a sunny day when the weather was absolutely spectacular and you weren't bombarded with exams, you and your friends were having a stroll by the gardens just enjoying each others company.

"Wah, today's a great day"

"Yeah, the weather's so nice"

"Thank God we don't have any exams, I'd hate to be stuck studying and waste the good day we are having"

Yeah a peaceful and beautiful day to just rest and be at ease. Couples passing by and being all lovey dovery, God why couldn't you have a significant other?

"Guys I hate being single I swear, when is my time to be happy?"you asked

"You'll end up bitchless til your 50's at this point ahahhaaha"

And hour or so passed and just when you were about to go to your next class a friend of yours approached you to have a talk after a long time and your luck just got better when she got quite focused on something behind you.

"My God, who's that?"

"Who?"you asked as you turned around only to find your dear crush just passing by.

"He's gorgeous"

"Oh, that's wumuti"

"You know him?"she asked quite shocked

"Yeah,he lives next door"

"OMG, please introduce us? I'm literally in love, I'd like to date him please,he looks so caring"

"I could try to set you both in a date"

What? Why did you say that? Have you lost your mind? You've been in love with him for a long time now and you would just let someone else take it away? Nu uh. But then it was your friend we were talking about, so you just couldn't say no to her.

"Really? Would you do that for me?"

"Yeah sure"

"Great, tell me when you have any updates bubs, bye bye"

And just like that she got away giving little hops and jumps expressing all her excitement.

"Isn't wumuti like your crush?"

"Yeah..."

"Then why the hell would you set him up with other person that wasn't you?"they shouted

"I don't know, what was I supposed to do? Tell her no back off, he's mine?"

"Well you could have at least warned her that he was your crush"

"Uhm it's already too late I guess, I'll see what I can do"

Yeah that didn't go as you were expecting.

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And now here you were, at wumuti's door to ask him if he wanted to go on a little blind date with a friend of yours. You were quite disappointed that you didn't have the guts to ask him first, have the courage to at least try to make a move.

When you knocked on his door you were approached by a shirtless wumuti that had just came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. The droplets of water slide by his toned abs and chest. Fuck focus y/n.

"OMG SORRY"you said while turning around in a hurry

"Haha don't worry about it, would you like to come in?"

"Ye-yes please"

"I'll go put something on"

And you were left there all flushed and awkward by the situation, but didn't have time to think much about it as he came back.

You guys chatted for hours until you were about to leave, but you remembered your initial aim.

"Umm, wumuti. I was wandering if you would be willing to be set up for a blind date"

"Oh? I haven't been in those for a while now. Why all of a sudden?"

"Well i have a friend that found you quite charming"

"Oh, then tell them I would very like to"

"Great, I'll tell you all the info later. I'm gonna head back"

"Good, take care y/nnie"

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The day that you had planned for them to meet had officially came and you were heading to the restaurant because your friend wanted to spend some minutes with you before going with him. Maybe tell her some of his hobbies or favourite songs to at least have some sort of conversation going and not keep things too awkward.

When you got there you were searching for your friend, but didn't find her anywhere near, which was kinda odd taking into account that she was never late to any place in general.

You texted her asking her for her whereabouts until your phone buzzed.

-Have fun you two ;))

-What are you talking about? Where are you?

-Oh, I never planned on going, just tired from you whining that your crush didn't make a move yet🙄

That motherfu-

But your thoughts were interrupted when you saw wumuti entering through the door and looking for a table to seat and wait comfortably for his date unit he made eye contact with you, his lips curling instantly into a smile.

"Hey y/nnie, what are you doing here?"

"Uhm well I'm so sorry but my friend just texted me that she couldn't come so yeah..."

"Oh, that's a pity, I wanted to meet her"

That words kinda hurted ngl, but again you couldn't do much about it.

"Anyways, would you go on a date with me then?"he asked casually

"Huh?"

What? Did he just asked you that?

"I asked if you wanted to go on a date with me"

And finally reacting to his sweet smile and the little glimpses he took towards your eyes you nodded your head while he took your hand into his and started dragging you away.

"Thank God, I'm not into these kind of places haha"

And when you guys were coming back from your date around the city and he left you on your door which was right next to his (not without bidding you goodbye with a sweet little peck on your lips), let's say you could tell that the interest was mutual and that you may have gotten yourself a boyfie :D

You would have to thank your friend for everything, but at the same time kill her for it lol.

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[kakushino]

Greetings! I'm the anon from this ask! I swear I wanted to see if it was answered like two days after I send it, then I fucking forgot HSHSHSH.

anyway! thank you for the reply and the verrry useful information! With it, I could finalize and demonize my kny bbys. I could only do two out of four today, but I wanna hear cha thoughts on em.

heres Daisuke! Two versions, I can't decide between grey or tanish skin

As seen in the little doodles next to him, he's a water demon! not directly related to Giyuu and his bloodline, but kinda like cousins.

The Nakamura line of demons are coastal/ sea demons! They earliest documented ancestors of their escaped the facility that held them and vanished into the sea. There, they lived in small groups. Sometimes, the females would leave to have offspring with other demons (mostly demons that lived in the town near the sea) and come back. The bloodline was mostly, perfectly pure.

Living in the ocean by Izu Peninsula, they would occasionally devoure the unfortunate tourist that wandered to close to one of them and didn't consider their warning. Or the occasionally disrespectful teenagers that took daddy's boat out to the sea and threw their trash overboard. So far, from the entire bloodline, they all together killed only around 15 humans. And that over several years.

They prefer fish, crustaceans, and jellyfish especially.

There's NO case of a domesticated Nakamura. All that have been captured and kept in captivity died soon after.

Thanks to poachers hunting them and selling them to eager scientists who want to be first to domesticate them, there's only 3 left. Siblings all too, the oldest sister Mizuki and the twins, Osuke and Daisuke.

I have sooo much more lore about them, but I think this ask is getting a biiiit too long. HSHSHHS I wanna know your opinion, thoughts, and criticism on em! If u want I could even give you the story idea I had for them in dms :00

OG ask

Oh I LOVE LOVE LOVE how you draw by the way!!! The details of the markings are spectacular and the sea doodles? 🥺🙏❤️ I'm in love!

I'd go with grey skin for Daisuke to be honest, just because it adds to the aberrant feel of a demon (and also because it looks freaking cool okay)

Cousins! Damn the lore drop fed me well! Nakamura demons my beloved! Have they developed more fish-like features? Like webbed skin between their fingers for easier swimming? Or elongated feet with fin-like structure? I adore the chomps doodle, it made me giggle ❤️

Where do they hide during the day? Underwater? In caves? Oooh DO THEIR MARKS GLOW IN THE DARK?

I honestly don't mind big lore drops! It gives more opportunity to ask questions and talk about it 😌 I can't wait to hear more of your OC's! Can I link this ask + future posts in the collab masterlist? 🙏

[oh-snapperss]

same anon, I actually read cysm a few weeks ago and it destroyed me I have not stopped thinking about it since. I cried so much. you say in the notes to scream at you on tumblr SO THIS IS ME SCREAMING because holy fucking shit. shattered my heart. I think that might have been the first fic I read by you - and then I recognized your name from tumblr. it immediately became an all time favorite. it introduced me to the song suffocate (which I really like now, and also ouch) so thank you for that too!

I also loved ripped at every edge! it explored etho's character in a really interesting way. so good. I remember in limited life when the lightning from killing skizz hit him I thought it was a perfect angst opportunity and you did it PERFECT.

okay. the ren/etho fic. is. AMAZING. I've been reading it since it started & I'm really looking forward to the next chapters. I'm a sucker for the king/knight dynamic. this is maybe the gayest thing I've ever read, dear god

and finally. I read all of the resistance au yesterday. I don't know how to even start to describe how I feel about it (in a very positive way but also so many emotions!! I'm gonna explode) so just imagine me screaming.

anyways, can't wait for anything you write next you're insane <3

WAUGH ANON ;-; these asks are gonna make ME cry wth!!!

can you see me,,, god i'm not surprised that was the first one you read considering everything but !!! thank you thank you thank you i greatly enjoyed posting that fic<3

AND YAY THANK YOU AGAIN!! so many people missed the fact the lightning hit etho and that is genuinely what made me write that fic because honestly it was just not getting talked about and i needed people to notice LMAOOO

THE RENTHO FIC,,,, yea yea yea that's without a doubt my favorite work i've done so far, which is wild to say. my cowriter @hitheeprithee is fucking incredible and if you've not read his other works i HIGHLY recommend checking xem out!! we bounce off each other very well and i'm really fucking excited to post the next chapter which,,, hopefully should be soon >:) (thanksgiving kicked my ass this week so the writing slowed down a bit but we're so back LMAO)

and thank you (again)!!! i'm not sure when resistance au will make a comeback since my cowriter for that au is extremely busy irl and we're both in college currently, but it will always have a special place in my heart and i hope to see it completed one day<3

[evermoredeluxe]

People are acting like it's crazy that joe would hate the pressure of dating the biggest popstar in the world.

Every time she's at an event he trends about how people want to jokingly fight him. Every red carpet he's ever at he gets asked about taylor or what her fans are saying, and he answers that he wants people to focus on his career.

Swifties are literally leaving flowers at an apartment he used to live in because she was there. People know every time he travels and in what city they are if they'rr together, she goes to an event to celebrate his work she doesn't even take photos at the event but she pops in the background and suddenly it's all about how big of person she is.

They have no peace ever, it will always be that way. People tracked down information of his family to breakdown her Lover lyrics about him. They are visiting around HIS FAMILY HOME to have the taylor expirience of jumping into the frozen lake and turning blue. They go to the lakes now to do the same.

They broke up and now people are hating on him for breaking up with her even if we don't know if that's how it went down. Analysing lyrics about how Joes is at fault for making her biggest fear come true and waiting to micro analyse anything he does (and this is going to be forever even taylors high-school boyfriends show up in the news sometimes and they're not public figures or linked to taylor anymore).

What the fuck do people think Anti-Hero is about? She gets no peace but she loves her job and she's good at it, Joe doesn't have to quit his job or his privacy for her that's a massive sacrifice. I would never quit my job for a partner because i would be afraid of being left with nothing if we broke up, why are we asking Joe to do that???

And even me making this is part of the problem. She's massive and she will always be massive because she is Taylor Swift. I absolutely love her so I understand the impulse but we need to cut it, they both deserve to just be humans.

i literally replied to the prev anon saying that i don't think she would ever expect him to give up her career for hers so your point is moot.

regardless, im gonna use this as an opportunity to lay my thoughts. while the stuff you pointed out is true, she's been mega popular since fearless and even more so since red (and im not saying any of that stuff is okay or justified; i've actually made posts about how not okay some of what you mentioned is), and he knew and she's told him the reality since day one. i do not blame him for not wanting it. she literally has become so private, esp since 2020-21, to protect what they had and be incognito all the time, but there's only so much she can control (this is what she talked about in folklore lpss before peace). also, i don't blame him for anything but it's just a fact that his current career trajectory isn't stable and he wasn't able to show up/give her what she needs, and they tried but it didn't work out anymore. just like he isn't expected to give up his career, she shouldn't be either because the only other thing she can do is retire (which obviously she doesn't want to do).

[statementlou]

I'm not gonna lie, Louis referring to his queer fans or the fact the he has them as "weird" would be pretty disheartening. one thing was to do that in 2014 around the great gay war, with so many indicators that they were actively fighting. another is to do this now, in 2023. and even a straight artist not for one second to consider his lyrics could resonate with queer fans regardless of larry would be a bit shitty. I'm just saying that whatever he says is gonna be VERY hard to believe he was forced to. And if he openly shits on Harry it's safe to say his career - as the chance of 1D ever reunite even for a quick photo - is over.

well I absolutely agree that he will not have been 'forced' to say anything that he says in this movie. And I hear where you are coming from, but I just think the catastrophizing is unnecessary. First of all, we have ONE (1) almost certainly made up and definitely purposefully shit stirring anon (and a slow news day) to thank for all this discourse, we have no idea yet what will be in the movie, and it is always weird to me that people are so ready to believe the worst when I, personally, feel like Louis always comes through for me and gives me the BEST. Have FAITH in LOUIS!! WHEN does he let us down like literally WHEN???? (Unless all you care about is him coming out/ ending it/ confirming larry, in which case, IDK, get your priorities right and appreciate what's in front of you? Cause those things are not happening.) But anyway...

I can completely imagine a scenario in which Louis says he thinks it's weird that so many queers feel inspired by him and it makes me want to hug him forever- because I think he does find it weird and remarkable. It makes me think of that one 1D days receipt where someone said they met him on the street and told him he inspired them as a gay and he was like "I don't see how with the way things are but that means a lot." I think that was probably made up, but also it rings true to me, I feel like he does find it wild that with the public face of everything we still are here and love him so much and see what we do in him and think he's brave. As for the Harry thing, anything he says about him will be taken wrong and distorted and picked on by everyone, if he says anything at all less than "he's my husband and has never done anything wrong in his entire life he is perfect" people will say he's "shitting on Harry"; but that said, Louis is an intelligent media trained person, why are people seriously debating whether he's gonna get on screen and talk shit about Harry Styles?! also literally when in Louis' entire life has he ever said one single bad thing about Harry come on It's not fucking realistic and that alone should tell you that that anon either made all that up or it's just a really bad interpretation of whatever was actually said because the person, like everyone else around here, was so busy expecting the worst that they couldn't just chill and listen to Louis. Like, worst case scenario, let's say he does say that Harry was being offered some really incredible opportunities and he wanted to take them and Louis hadn't really thought about what he would do after the band and so when that happened he felt blindsided and adrift by suddenly not having his ever waking moment scheduled and accounted for (as Liam has also talked about experiencing), would that be so horrible??? That sounds like real life stuff and I don't personally think anyone is the bad guy there or it's horrible to say, but also I BET HE DOESN'T SAY THAT. IDK man, I just think we should all calm down and wait and see, but I'm REALLY not worried that the bombshell of this movie will be Louis coming out as being against Harry or talking shit about his fans, you know?! Come ON. I expect that with the premieres before the release we're going to get a whole lot more overwrought interpretations of things but I don't buy it; I look forward to hearing what Louis has to say and I will be real surprised if it isn't reasonable and interesting and probably mostly NOT THAT BIG A DEAL

[ftmcutiepie]

Good luck at work!!! I know you’ll do great and I hope your coworkers are nice!

I’m sure hearing your real name and being treated as so obviously a woman will make your girly cunt drip and throb throughout the day. Make sure to give your clit some attention when you can! She’ll definitely want some play time later after you worked so hard! You’ll be a silly little slut the hornier you are too, maybe a customer will even compliment your ditziness! Maybe some coworkers will even stare at your delicious tits while explaining something to you, I know I would be…

((And I also hope you see some supportive things/hints from coworkers at work if you do need to come out and if you ever wanna talk about workplace things I totally got you, ftm girlies gotta stick together! I’m on a side blog hence the anon but I hope you know you’re a really sweet person and I’m really rooting for your first day to go well!!!))

- Lizzie

Aw thank you <3

Sadly I didn't even get called by my real name that much, only when I got introduced to coworkers, but it felt so good to let them know my real name, instead of lying and pretending to be something I'm not.

I can't wait to repeat it over and over again until every single one of my coworkers remembers it and calls me by it every day🥰

Honestly, I was so busy all day I didn't really have time to be horny, BUT I was helping this older lady customer and she literally called me a good girl.

It made me feel so dysphoric, but then I remembered that dysphoria is good for me and it made me really happy that despite being more than 6 months on T, people still treat me - as you so fittingly put it - as so obviously a woman🥰

Fuck, my cunt is definitely throbbing and dripping rn only thinking about it😖💕

I took the time to rub my clit for a few seconds at the end of my break before heading back to work, but I was too anxious about getting caught to do it any longer.

But after I got home from work I edged until I fell asleep because I was really exhausted.

Sadly my early shift starts at 6 and work will probably be really busy most of the time, so I won't have much time to be horny on the clock, but my late shift starts at 2, I can't wait to edge all day until I have to get ready for work on the days I work the late shift🥰

I really hope one day when I'm all horny and dumb at work after a morning of edging, a customer will compliment my ditziness! I hope I get a reputation of being a silly little slut among customers and coworkers! Maybe one day I'm brave enough to edge at work for long enough to be caught...🥰

I didn't notice anyone staring at my tits today, but I really hope my coworkers and maybe even my customers do! Maybe I'm just too dumb to notice. I wanna be objectified so bad! Maybe one day I'll even get groped...

(Thank you! It was only my first day, but so far my colleagues and my two bosses and even the customers seem really chill. I find it very hard to guess how people view trans people, but so far I was mostly positively surprised lol. So on the one hand I'm like, How bad can it be? And on the other hand I'm kind waiting for someone to react badly because everything went rather smooth this far😅

Maybe there'll be an opportunity to come out for me soon-ish, and if not, I don't terribly mind just staying closeted at work for a few hours a week. Don't many people put on "personas" for work? And if all else fails I'll still have this Kink as a coping mechanism lol <3

I might take you up on the offer to talk depending on how things develop at work, but my first day went surprisingly well actually!)

[wifiwuxians]

quick aside for my moment of befuddlement because ive always misunderstood the idiom "like a house on fire" LOL. i always thought it was a passive aggressive way of saying "dude, we would destroy each other lets not talk" so when i first read that I was like ??? context??? doesnt match??? did they misunderstand the idiom? DID I? then i googled it and you're right lol its a nice thing. (tho now i wanna put that in a fic bc i think that would be a delightful misunderstanding for characters to have). IM SO GLAD I MADE UR FUNK SLIGHTLY LESS FUNKY THO. you're great and you're super sweet ;w; if i had more self-confidence, i would definitely jump at the opportunity to befriend. maybe when i get more gutsy

BACK TO THE SONG LAN HATE THO. im sorry, im still in shock. just HOW. also..... how is my interpretation of them not the common one??? again, i stay so strictly to my lane i didnt know other lanes existed and i definitely dont want to hear about it bc i think song lan hate would hurt my heart. it already hurts my heart sometimes when i see xue yang hate and XUE YANG DESERVES IT. literally i despair at media literacy sometimes. i absolutely cannot understand how anyone consumed the same content as we did and decided to be mean to song lan.

YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY A FAVORITE ARTIST, DUDE. have you fucking SEEN your stuff?!? like, are you as blind as xiao xingchen? (my sweetie, may he forever regain his sight). your art is GORGEOUS. absolutely worthy of being a fav artist and i am sure im not the only one. for starters, your pieces always have a depth to them that sets them in a scene so freaking beautifully EVEN WHEN THERES NO BG or even in your more simplified styles. when you come out with a "silly phone doodle of xue yang", i see the freaking SKILL needed to make THAT adorable lil gremlin as just a 'silly doodle'. like BRO, youre so skilled that i think youve lost depth of how good an artist you really are. i wish i was smarter with art words so i could tell you in color theory exactly why your colors are so beautiful but im dumb and all i know is "color pretty" BUT SINCE I CAN PORTRAY STUFF WITH WORDS SOMETIMES i'll try to just express how your colors alone can evoke emotion and tell a story, how you use the contrast to make your art pop off the page, the way that the colors caress a scene and show so much more inside. its beautiful, your art is beautiful, i can look at a piece for such a long time and still find interesting details that make me smile. oki i'll stop beng weird now but like NEVER DOUBT YOU'RE FREAKING SKILL BRO. (shit i didnt even get to how your animations just break my brain oeuihgo i love)

lolololol dw abt telling me about the cannibalisms piece, i look Specifically disrespectfully at that one. not big into cannibalism but damn dude, there is a Mood to that piece and frankly, something that messed up sort of suits them on their worst days euorhgioeurh i like me a fluff au or a fix-it fic but damn those two can get Dark.

My otps are often rarepairs ;A; i never do it on purpose, im normally jumping headfirst into a more popular ship but then i just See the potential in two other lil guys and im like.... holdup, wait is no one else seeing those two??? AM I THE ONLY ONE WITNESSING THIS? (yes, yes i am). And the hyperfixation begins and its just me alone at a bar with no bartenders so i make my own food. but im a weird lil guy so my cocktails are always strange and im alone at the bar lol. tbh songxue is one of my LESS rarepair rarepairs. like... theres actually fics that i didnt write for them LOL. (there was one fandom where there were 40 fics for a ship and i wrote all 40. i am a sad and lonely lil loser lol)

(scuse me one of my fav artists said they think i'd write my otp well, i can die happy oaierhgoeirh i actually do write ff for songxue but hahaha im still just a silly anon but its rlly good to know that the person i think characterizes them best in the fandom (that ive seen) thinks i would do a good job with them aoeghuihr thankyou for the high praise, i guarantee i dont deserve it)

(sometimes i've wondered if the reason you draw/write them so well is bc you dont ship them? weird take but like, shippers have shipping goggles right? we see what we wanna see a lot of the time. but since you just think they'd be neat standing next to each other (much agree), you actually put thought into their characterizations and personality instead of just "this is how they'd F*CK" or smth similar. and bc the personalities and stuff mean way more to me than sexy stuff (thats the whole reason i ship them! their personalities!) the fact that even your crack stuff has such a good basis in who they are as people makes your content just so good. whereas sometimes i see content by shippers (no disrespect meant, everyone ships in their own way), its very actively ooc, usually for a kink fill, and im just... but what abt their personalities? what abt the whole reason i think they'd be good together if given the chance?! WHAT ABOUT THEM? and then u come around drawing them like that and i just wish more people portrayed them the way you do. this isnt meant as like an anti-smut thing, i like smut, its just that sometimes pwp is just two strangers who happen to have the character names of my blorbos and literally nothing else in common and theyre my BLORBOS. more power to people who like that stuff, i will stay in my lane and bother this poor lovely person who doesnt even like the ship but is kind enough to see their potential to be pals cuz damn im in it for the emotions)

heh heh yeah it means we'd get along well but i like that interpretation too and think it would make a great story!! here's to you becoming more gutsy! (though again you're very free to use an alt or something!)

genuinely why i don't go looking lmao... song lan fans are so fucking strong to have to deal with the shit people have said BUT nowadays the climate seems to be a lot better :D i see lots of thirst for him at least KFHKDJ and my appreciation post of him has 800 notes so that's hopeful at least! but same i don't get it at all (though honestly i will say a lot of character hate stems from shipping. legit.) but yeah regarding xy hate for me it's gotta be for the "right" reasons LMAO

LJHLFHFD ALL THE COMPLIMENTS MY BRAIN CANT TAKE EM!!!! genuinely!!! THANK YOU!!!! i do often tell myself 'your stuff doesn't have to be perfect it just has to spark joy' to feel better about not rendering a piece to hell and back and mostly taking the lazy route, though this year i really wanna branch out and try more! but all of this has shot me in the heart... emotion to me is the most important part of art, and one of my favorite responses to get is laughter, and you don't need a 4K HD piece for that haha BUT LISTEN YOURE NOT WEIRD EVERY ARTIST I KNOW WOULD KILL TO HEAR THIS im gonna frame it. but after ive printed and eaten another copy like wow you think i set the scene ;_; will cry (agsjdhf sorry i really do read everything im just. PROCESSING!!!)

ahaha yeah for sure! i do love me some cannibalism (i am the cannibal friend) but absolutely that was just intended as a very dark place. song lan has Had it (the premise was xy thinking hey, he likes me, let me remove the nails i am sure everything will be fineOHNOOO)

oh dude i have chronic rarepair disease. most of what i ship is stuff i've come up with myself so any content is me + 2 souls maximum who i have managed to drag with me and make content KSGKFJ (case in point, xuechao) i just have this compulsion to do what nobody else has done

(you do deserve it! and dont go looking i wanna keep being the one who portrays them best :p)

and hey maybe because YES!!!! my work almost exclusively stems from personality oh my god thank you for acknowledging that i think that is the highest praise of all... how their personalities gel together is SUPER important for me, shipping or otherwise!! i'm telling you you and i would get along really well since we agree on the fundamentals i think! like yeah there's nothing wrong with some good old self indulgence but ooc takes me out of stuff a fair bit, and trust me i feel like most people would think MY stuff is ooc! but the thing about the strangers with blorbo names made me laugh so hard lhKDHJAfhsg i am so guilty of that in the past, i've read my old stuff and i'm just like damn. i just projected onto these dudes. NO MORE (it is bound to still happen privately but hey, ultimately, write what you want to read)

song lan and xue yang, in the 'if given the chance' realm, have exactly my favorite type of duo dynamism which is why i cannot stop drawing them lol like some funky spin on boke/tsukkomi... generally speaking ">:D -_-" is visually my favorite thing to draw haha and again! i wanna say it's not an all-out global dislike, i just a) understand most people are NOT coming at it from where i am so it doesn't interest me/makes me sad, and B) understand WHY people wouldn't be into it. because wow. um. ouch. that sure is some shit

i am gonna take a moment to plug an author i think you might really enjoy, pomegranites on ao3 (@pometogo on here!) ! i can't speak for Every flavor in there being to your tastes but there are definitely a fair few fics that made me bonkers, namely not easily let go, written for song lan love week :D