I just dreamt there was a Wanderer update, and there was so much angst it woke me up because I wanted to read it again.
Let's just say I was confused
wait hold on
you mean to say you dreamt about Wanderer?
This alone, my dear friend, has made me wield my pen to work on the next update
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hello my dear!
pleasure to meet you, i've heard so much- i'm 💋anon's dearest friend. :)
i must say i've truly enjoyed reading your work on their request about affectionate cannibalism! wondering if we could get more in that same vein if you're comfortable writing it?
have a pleasant day, lovely meeting you :)
blushing and kicking my feet. you're so sweet to me ofc I'll write some affectionate cannibalism for you
TW for graphic cannibalism and gore
Fit knew there was a lot of strange things about himself and both his boyfriends that would be a immediate turn off for most people. He knew that before they started dating and long before he found out about an indulgence the two of them had.
The indulgence was strange at first but Fit was sure after the first time that he could sure as hell get used to it.
The both of them stood over him now. It was all safe, they had him tied to a table in a lab. Gentle kisses were pressed to his skin above the rope as knives slid through his flesh. Every slash was an ache burning through him. Every lick with gentle tongues was a soothing balm to the burn.
Pac was kissing him now, letting his own blood drip into his mouth. Fit struggled agaisnt the ropes trying to grab Pac to pull him fully agaisnt his own body.
Pac clicked his tongue. “Não, não.”
Tubbo laughed from his place perched on Fit's thighs. He dug the knife into his chest deeper and Fit let out a gasp into Pac's mouth.
They both laughed at him as Tubbo licked up the blood spurting from Fit's chest. Pac leaned back finally and surveyed their work. The etchings in his chest, the blood soaking his skin. Fit felt beautiful.
Tubbo tucked away the knife as he licked up the final splotches of blood on his fingers. Pac was untying the ropes, unbinding him finally as Tubbo stood to fetch the health potions they had prepared beforehand.
Fit sat up unsteady, head spinning and woozy. “You two,” he said slowly.
They both giggled at him, as they poured the health potions on his chest and watched his skin twist and morph back over the cuts.
“Are so weird,” he finished slowly.
Tubbo scoffed. “You were trying to make out with Pac as he spit your own blood in your mouth, you're the damn freak.”
Fit didn't have the energy to argue, just leaned into Pac's arms and let his eyes fall shut. Let his whole body relax surrounded by the ones he loved most.
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I just read thru ur entire “bakugo” tag and omgg im convinced you write bakugo scenarios the best OMGG all of them were so cute and i could def imagine bakugo doing them your so creativee i love your writing and u:3333
WAHHHHH thank you so much for spending time with my bakugo and the praise!! you're too kind to say all this 🫣🫣 but i appreciate it sm nonetheless!!
if you ever have any scenarios of your own that you want to talk about, i'm always here to gush about them with you hehehe🙂↕️🥳 bc if u like my ideas, i'm absolutely positive i'd like yours!!!! THANK U AGAIN THO AND ILY2 🩷🩷🩷
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