#gonna post a list of their costumes later

[undead-knick-knack]

Modern au where Ashton and the rest of the Bells Hells take FCG trick-or-treating because he's never been

[kingkatsuki]

CNC | Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou x Reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 - 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲.

Kinktober masterlist.

I can’t believe its October already and I’m posting the first day of Kinktober 2022. This was actually supposed to be Day 29 of my Kinktober last year, but its better late than never! I hope you guys enjoy it, and thank you to anyone that gives this a go! As always, read the warnings and if its not for you, please don’t read.💕

Summary: Your boyfriend Dynamight is hard at work trying to keep the city safe and apprehend the perpetrators of a spate of home invasions across Musutafu. But unfortunately for you, it seems as though your house is next on their list.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, PWP, consensual non-con, role-play (home invasion fantasy), threesome, blowjobs, fingering, spit roasting, cum swallowing, creampie, not proof read!

Word Count: 4.7k.

The perpetrators still haven’t been caught in what has been a prolific spate of home invasions around Musutafu. The villains are known to be armed and dangerous, and citizens are advised to keep their doors and windows locked, do not open the door to anyone you don’t know and remain vigilant. Here is Pro-Hero Deku with some tips on keeping you and your family safe in these trying times.

Having a Pro-Hero boyfriend had its perks as you felt nowhere near as scared as some other citizens of Musutafu must have felt seeing the latest news broadcast play on the television. Grinning as Deku appeared across the screen as the spokesperson for the home invasions in full hero costume. Bright eyes spoke directly to the camera as you picked your phone up to text Bakugou about it, knowing that he wouldn’t be home tonight due to a scheduled night shift.

You[6:29PM]: Just saw Deku on the 6 o’clock news giving tips about staying safe! Shame they didn’t ask my favourite hero Dynamight :(

Smiling as you pressed send, watching the message quickly turn to read as you waited for the three dots to appear to indicate he was texting you back, but instead, your phone began to ring.

“That fuckin’ nerd would be the spokesman.” Bakugou scoffed on the other side of the line, the rough whirr of traffic was loud in the background as you assumed he was out on patrol.

“You had any luck today?” Bakugou had been picking up extra shifts at the agency since these robberies had occurred, vowing that he would be the one to catch them before they struck again. Unfortunately, these villains appeared to be far more elusive than anyone had originally planned, even managing to hit Pro-Hero Uravity’s apartment while she was out on duty.

“If I catch the fucker it’s on sight.” Bakugou snarled, the frustration evident in his tone.

“I know, baby. You keep us safe.” You smiled softly.

“Damn right,” Bakugou continued, “But you better listen to Deku, keep the doors locked.”

“Yes, daddy.” You teased.

“Careful woman.”

“I think I’m gonna have a bath and go to bed,” You smiled, “It’s boring and lonely here without you.”

“You’re really doing everything in your power to make me hard at work, hah?”

“Maybe,” You laughed, stretching as you stood from your position on the bed, “Is it working?”

“Behave, angel.” He replied, as the husky rasp to his voice had you squeezing your thighs together, “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Night, sweetheart.” Bakugou murmured, “Make sure you keep the doors locked and don’t—”

“Don’t let anyone in. I know, baby. I will. I love you.”

“Tch, love you too.”

You grinned as you tossed your phone onto the top of your bed, pulling your clothes off as you made your way into the bathroom.

The steam from your bath had made your skin dewy, your fingers pruned from how long you’d spent inside the hot water as you wrapped a fluffy towel around your torso. Stepping back into your bedroom with the idea of sending Bakugou a flirty text message with a selfie before falling asleep, so he would regret picking up the extra shift tonight when he could’ve been home with you. But now your phone was nowhere to be seen as you looked at your empty bedspread, checking to see if it had maybe vibrated onto the floor.

Your heart began to speed up when you noticed the open window, your black curtains blowing in the cool evening air as you wrapped your towel tighter around your frame. Suddenly feeling completely exposed as you tried to decide what to do next. Wondering whether you should step back inside your en suite and lock the door until Bakugou returned home in the morning, knowing that nothing in the house held the same value as your safety.

A loud clang made you jump as you looked with wide eyes toward the source of the noise, your grip on the towel immediately tightening as you felt goosebumps begin to prickle against your skin.

There was someone in your house.

Backing up as you turned to run towards safety but you were instead met by a tall wall of muscle as you ran straight into someone’s chest. Crying out in surprise as you tried to move back, wide eyes staring up at piercing ruby red.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The man spoke giddily, like the cat who got the cream as you noticed your cell phone in his large palm, “Oh, were you looking for this? Too bad-”

You always used to think about how you would react in a situation like this, convincing yourself that if something like this were to happen you’d be primed and ready to attack. But your flight or fight response activated and you felt yourself bolting towards the door, a hand holding the corner of your towel tight to your body as you ran down the hall.

“You won’t get far, sweetheart,” The red-haired man’s voice bellowed behind you, “ It’ll be easier if you don’t run.”

Ignoring him as you bolted down the hallway, running directly into the nearest room which happened to be your guest bedroom as you slammed the door shut behind you. Hearing the familiar click of your lock as your chest heaved, a mixture of adrenaline and fear brewed inside you as you tried to quell your racing heart. Maybe he’d take what he wanted and would leave without incident, wishing that you had your cell phone so you could call Bakugou and tell him to come home early.

There was a heavy pounding against the hardwood door as you tried to think of what to do or where to go, there was no way you’d be able to climb out the window, especially when you were on the second floor. The banging increased with each heavy blow as the door finally gave way, the lock snapping as the wood collapsed onto the floor, narrowly missing your bare toes.

You screamed at the motion, your back hitting the wall as you tried to put as much distance between yourself and the intruder as you could.

“Shhh,” He hushed you gently, “It’s okay, you’re okay.”

He made his way into the room, stepping over the broken door as he caged you in against the wall.

“Come on, sweetness.” The large man cooed as he stepped over the broken door now lying on the floor, his boots heavy against the wood, “Let’s not make this harder than it has to be, yeah?”

He caught you by surprise as his lips met yours in a sloppy kiss, his nose bumping against yours as you tried to struggle away from him. Instantly thinking about Bakugou and what he would do if he knew this was what was happening to you right now, the rage that would coarse through him. Your boyfriend was out pulling extra shifts to find the very man that was currently inside your home.

Everything felt foreign as tears continued to spill down your cheeks, his hands rough against your hips as he pulled you into his touch. Allowing you to feel the tent beneath his pants as he ground himself against you, a low groan reverberating from deep in his throat as his tongue swiped against yours to deepen the kiss. You were certain you were going to pass out, the lack of oxygen was causing you to become lightheaded as you tried to remember to breathe through your nose.

Everything would be okay, if you could just distract him enough to make your escape you could make it to the front of the house to make enough noise to cause a scene. Someone in the neighbourhood would call law enforcement and you’d be safe, you just had to make it to the front door—

“Fuck,” He groaned, his large hands snuck beneath the hem of your towel as calloused palms dragged against the smooth skin of your inner thighs, “You’re so soft—”

“Please, you don’t have to do this,” You pleaded with the man, “My boyfriend will be home soon, he’s a Pro-Hero—”

“A Pro-Hero?” The man scoffed, “Oh yeah? And what’s his name?”

“D-Dynamight.”

“Dynamight?” Kirishima began to laugh, “I hate to break it to you, sweetheart. But Dynamight can’t do shit to me.” He squeezed your cheeks together in one large hand as your lips puckered into a pout as he stared down at you, “I bet he’d be happy to know that Blood Riot was currently in his house with his girl, though.”

Blood Riot? Was this the villain responsible for the spate of burglaries in the area over the last few weeks? The man that Bakugou had been spending extra hours and taking extra shifts to try and apprehend? The thought filled you with dread as the headlines continued to replay in your head, almost numbing you to the sensation of his hands groping the meat of your hips.

“Look at you,” He groaned, pressing another sloppy kiss to your lips, “So fucking pretty.”

“How lucky was it that I picked your house?” You were barely listening to him as you tried to plan an escape route, trying to remember everything Bakugou had taught you about what to do when you were in a sticky situation. Bakugou had always been weary that you were dating a popular Pro-Hero so you could be seen as a target, so you’d gone through hours of roleplay scenarios with him for when things turned sour. But it’s as though your mind was completely blank as you stood in front of the hulking tower of a man in front of you, his knuckles stroking your cheek as you took a deep breath.

“Shit,” Kirishima snarled as you ducked beneath his arm, his palm knocking against the doorframe as he turned to follow you.

Speed was on your side as you ran down the hallway, turning the corner to knock face first into another man’s chest. You stumbled back as you almost fell back onto your ass, squealing in surprise as you put your palms out to steady yourself. Large palms circled your arms to keep you upright as the man bent his knees slightly to bring his face level with your own.

“Where’d you think you’re going, sweetheart?” The man’s raspy voice had your stomach in knots, his grip firm as though he thought you might struggle again.

“I— uh, I—” You stuttered, feeling his vermillion eyes piercing through your soul as his gaze remained unwavering on you.

“Hey, Bakugou.” Kirishima came around the corner to stand directly behind you, “You’ll never guess who her boyfriend is.”

“Who, Kiri?” Bakugou replied, his warm breath fanning your face.

“Dynamight.” He practically sang the name.

“Well shit.” Bakugou’s lips curled into a smirk, “This is Dynamight’s house?”

“Yeah, dude. We hit the jackpot.”

“Of course, Dynamight would have a beautiful girl hah?” Bakugou’s palm cupped your cheek as he leaned in closer.

You felt them eyeing you up like a piece of meat, fingers tightening in the corner of your towel as Bakugou’s lips met yours in a rough kiss, his grip firm on your face to prevent you from moving away as his tongue swiped against your lips. Gasping in surprise as he took the opportunity to delve inside your mouth, his tongue lashing against your own as he deepened the kiss. Distracting you as he moved his other hand to the hem of your towel, tugging roughly as you felt the cool air from the hallway hit your exposed skin, the fabric pooling around your feet on the hardwood floor as you were left completely naked in front of both strange men.

Bakugou broke the kiss to take a look at your naked body, watching the way your nipples began to pebble in the cold room, his nostrils flaring as he sucked in a breath. Kirishima let out a low whistle behind you as he was given the perfect view of your naked back as you felt a hand come down on your ass hard. Yelping in surprise as you stepped closer to Bakugou, his body looming over yours as he unabashedly ogled your chest.

“Best one yet.” He murmured, reaching out to grope your breast as you arched your back into his touch. Holding the weight of it in his palm as his thumb flicked your taut nipple, causing a soft whine to slip past your lips.

“She’s fucking perfect right?” Kirishima pressed his clothed body up against yours behind you as his lips began to pepper kisses along the apex of your neck.

“She is,” Bakugou murmured, curving his neck to take one of your nipples between his lips. His tongue flicked against it as he massaged the mound with his palm.

You hated the way your body was betraying you, your thighs rubbing together to try and create some friction as you felt the familiar sensation brewing in your pelvis. A movement that didn’t go unnoticed by the two men surrounding you.

“Does that feel good?” Kirishima goaded, his palm flat against your abdomen as he pushed you back into his clothed erection, letting you feel how hard he was for you, “Yeah it does, listen to you moaning.”

“No, please.” You mumbled, your fingers curling into the fabric of Bakugou’s shirt as you feebly tried to push him away, “Please stop—”

“You can cry and whine as much as you want that you don’t want it, but your body is betraying you, sweetheart.”

Bakugou’s hand moved between your plush thighs to cup your warm sex, his touch had you gasping as you rolled your hips back into Kirishima’s crotch. Causing the large man to bite down against the supple skin of your neck.

“Please, don’t.” You continued to plead, but your cries fell on deaf ears as both men continued their assault on your body, “I’ll scream.”

“Ain’t no one gonna hear you, princess.” Bakugou scoffed, “Go on, try—“

Deep down you knew he was right, your boyfriend had specifically chosen this neighbourhood because it was quiet, the houses weren’t close to each other and it gave you both the privacy you craved.

“Didn’t think so.” Bakugou grinned at your silence, lifting his hand slightly to put more pressure against your slit as you moved onto your tiptoes. Your eyes rolled as you let out a soft mewl, feeling Kirishima’s hands coil around your body to cup your naked breasts.

“Wanna show us your bedroom, sweetheart?” Bakugou whispered, “I can give you a real reason to scream.”

“We gonna fuck in Dynamight’s bed?” Kirishima scoffed.

“We’re gonna destroy her in Dynamight’s bed,” Bakugou smirked, already pushing you down the hall towards your bedroom, as though he knew exactly where to go.

Stepping inside the room as he pushed you back onto the soft mattress, leaving you sprawled out in front of him as both men stopped to admire the view. Kirishima palmed himself through his sweats at the sight as he stepped into the room behind Bakugou.

“Dynamight’s gonna come home to find his girl dripping in our cum.” Kirishima grinned as he pulled his sweats down around the curve of his ass, the heavy meat of his cock hanging down a sheer indication of its weight. Wrapping a large palm around himself as he gave it a teasing pump, his wrist rolling around the head to smear the pre oozing from the tip along the length.

“She ain’t ever gonna want Dynamight’s cock again when we’re done with her,” Bakugou spoke as though you weren’t even there, “She’s cryin’ now but she’ll be begging us to come back later.”

Bakugou’s fingers brushed through your messy folds, dipping into your slick as he circled your tight entrance. The movement had your hips jerking on the mattress as he smirked down at you, dragging his fingers back up to nudge your puffy clit as you let out a soft moan.

“You like that, hah sweetheart?” He watched your lips part in a silent moan as he continued to rub teasing circles against your clit.

You didn’t want to admit how much you liked it, how he’d managed to touch you in the exact way that had your toes curling and your chest heaving. Your body betrayed you as your tight walls clenched around nothing, desperate to feel more of him.

“It’s okay, you can tell me how much you’re enjoying it, baby. Dynamight doesn’t have to know.” He scoffed, moving his fingers back down to press against your tightness.

“She fucking loves it, look at her.” You felt the mattress dip as Kirishima crawled onto it beside you, angling his cock towards your mouth as the tip smeared a glistening line of pre against your cheek.

You kept your lips pursed shut as you felt fresh tears beginning to clump in your lashes, trying to ignore the sensation of Bakugou’s fingers prodding your tight entrance.

“Oh fuck,” Bakugou grunted as he slipped one solo finger inside your tight heat, feeling your walls clamping down around him as you gasped at the intrusion. Your eyes widened in surprise as Kirishima took the opportunity to press his cock inside your mouth, groaning as your lips wrapped around him.

“That’s it- just like that.” Kirishima cooed as he watched more of his length disappear inside your mouth, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

You tried to remember to breathe through your nose as you felt Bakugou add another finger inside your tight cunt, stretching you out as he began to curl them inside you. Pumping them roughly as Kirishima matched his movements, rolling his hips as he pushed his cock deeper inside your wet mouth.

“I can feel you clenching around me,” Bakugou continued as he continued fingering your cunt, “I know you want it,”

“She’s so good at sucking cock,” Kirishima groaned, “Dynamight’s a lucky guy. Maybe we should just take her instead. So we can use her whenever we want.”

You blanched at the idea, wide eyes staring up at them pleadingly as tears began to stream down your temples, soaking the pillowcases beneath your head. You hoped if you just did as they said they’d let you go—

“Fuckin’ shit,” Kirishima grunted, his balls tightening as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. Gagging at the sheer size of him as your nails dug into the tops of his thighs, trying to get him to pull back. Your jaw ached and your throat burned as he tried to get as much of his thick girth inside you as possible, an obscene challenge as he was met with resistance.

“That’s if you don’t kill her first with that fat fucking thing, be careful Kiri. Jesus-” Bakugou rasped.

You spluttered as Kirishima pulled out of your mouth for a moment to allow you to gasp for air, gulping in mouthfuls as strings of your spit and his cum connected him to your lips as they snapped off against your chin. One of Kirishima’s large palms stroked the top of your head soothingly as he began to fist himself languidly, smearing your drool along his length.

“Sorry, babe.” He smiled a sharp-toothed grin as he tapped his cock against your lips, “Let’s try that again, yeah?”

He was far more delicate this time as he slid his cock back inside your mouth, Bakugou’s thumb pressed messy circles against your clit as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of your sloppy pussy.

Whining around Kirishima’s cock as you felt Bakugou pull his hand away from your cunt, the sound of him undoing his belt buckle and jeans filled the room as he tapped the fat, leaking tip of his cock against your soaked slit.

“So pretty,” Bakugou groaned as he pressed forward, watching as the tip of his cock slowly began to disappear inside your tight hole, “Good girl.”

Your thighs quivered as he pressed more of himself inside you, vermilion eyes focused on his cock disappearing inside you. Giving an experimental thrust as he canted his hips forward, your tits bouncing from the movement as he pushed deeper inside you.

“How does she feel?“ Kirishima looked back at his friend as Bakugou finally bottomed out inside you, the trimmed hairs at the base of his cock tickled your clit as he curled his forearms beneath your thighs to bend your body.

“Fuckin’ amazing.” He grunted, easing his hips back before snapping them forward as you moaned around Kirishima’s cock.

“It’s my turn after, yeah?” Kirishima turned back to watch Bakugou’s cock disappearing inside your tight walls.

You felt like you were being split in two, your jaw aching from the sheer size of Kirishima’s cock paired with Bakugou stretching you open had your insides swirling as you tried to ignore the ache throbbing through your veins. The sensation was overwhelming as both men set a steady pace, using your body for their own pleasure.

“S’too much.” You mumbled around the tip of Kirishima’s cock as he pulled his hips back, feeling the ache between your thighs as Bakugou’s length nudged your cervix. The motion had your back arching in a mixture of pain and pleasure as your silky walls throbbed around him.

“Aww, poor baby,” Kirishima feigned sympathy as he stroked the top of your head, “But you can take it for us, yeah?”

“Please,” You pleaded with them as you felt Kirishima tap the tip of his cock against your bottom lip before sliding back inside you. His pace became sloppier as he continued rutting his hips against you, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he danced on the edge of his climax.

The crude squelch of Bakugou’s cock sinking into your wet cunt and the sound of you gagging around Kirishima filled the room as you tried to ignore how lewd it sounded. Both men’s grunts left a swirl of heat inside your abdomen as they used your body for their own desire.

“I’m gonna cum,” Kirishima grunted, his knuckles whitening as he gripped the headboard, his balls slapping against your chin as he gave a few more messy ruts of his hips.

“Thought you wanted a go after me,” Bakugou scoffed, “Your shitty fuckin’ stamina.”

“I told you she feels good,” Kirishima groaned, ruby eyes focused on your lips wrapped around his cock as he came inside you with a grunt. His release was warm against your tongue as he leaned his body over you to cling to the headboard, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath after the intense orgasm. Pulling his softening cock from between your lips with a groan as he looked down at your debauched face.

“Holy shit,” Kirishima groaned as he caught sight of his cum inside your mouth, some of it dribbling down your chin, “Should take a picture. You look so pretty right now.”

“She really does,” Bakugou growled, Kirishima moving to the side gave him the perfect view of your body as he began to speed up, slipping his hand to where your bodies were connected to press messy circles against your clit.  

“Fuck,” You cried out, Bakugou’s body curved over yours as he drove his hips harder against you, pounding into your wetness as he worked you towards your release.

“Come on, pretty girl.” Bakugou murmured, “I know you’re close- I can feel you clampin’ down on my dick.”

It was true, you wanted to. Your body betrayed your mind as you thought about Dynamight coming home and seeing you in such a precarious position, knowing he’d save you and apprehend the villains— if they even lived long enough to be captured. Wondering whether he’d be mad at you for not following his instructions on what to do during a situation like this.

“Fuck, that’s it- cum all over my cock.” Bakugou groaned as he felt you cum hard. Your walls clamped down around his fat cock as you shook beneath him, a loud cry leaving your lips as your body followed its bliss. He continued his harsh pace as he fucked you through your climax, beads of sweat clinging to his temples as messy blond spikes of hair stuck to his skin. Weaving his forearm beneath one of your thighs to angle your body so he could use you for his own pleasure.

“Gonna leave you full of my cum for when your boyfriend comes home.” Bakugou continued with a smirk.

“No, please.” You cried out, “Anywhere but inside–” You tried to argue but he was relentless. His thumb remained constant against your puffy clit as you continued to writhe beneath him, feeling yourself on the cusp of another climax. Your body felt overstimulated as you let out a high-pitched whine, your toes curling as you felt another harsh orgasm rip through you.

“She liked the idea of that,” Kirishima grinned as he leaned down to nip at your breast, “Think she wants to be fucked into the shape of our cocks.”

“Fuckin’ hell– Clampin’ down on my fuckin’ cock,” Bakugou groaned as he felt his own orgasm take over him, his balls tightening as he spilt hot, white ropes of cum inside your tight cunt, “Good fuckin’ girl.” Each word was enunciated with a sharp rut of his hips as he stilled inside you to cherish the way your walls trembled around him.

“This will be our little secret, yeah?” Bakugou groaned, still buried inside your abused hole. Feeling your walls continue to flutter around him in the aftershocks of your release as he kept you plugged full of his cum, “Every night you’re lying in this bed with Dynamight, you’re gonna be thinkin’ about how much better our cocks are, ain'tcha?”

Bakugou landed a playful smack to your slit which had you squealing in surprise, your clit overstimulated as you tried to clamp your thighs together to prevent him from touching you there as he grinned down at you. Warm palms stroked the inside of your thighs as he squeezed the supple skin softly, a stark contrast to his prior actions.

“And don’t even think about telling anyone or we’ll come back and it’ll be worse.” Kirishima glared down at you, but you couldn’t help but laugh.

“What?” Kirishima whined as his lips curled into a pout, “Why’re you laughing?”

“I’m sorry, baby.” You laughed, “That just didn’t sound menacing at all.”

“Well, what did you want me to say?” Kirishima’s brows furrowed as he stared down at you in annoyance, the most obnoxious pout now gracing his lips as you had to stop yourself from leaning up to kiss them.

“She’s right, shitty hair,” Bakugou scoffed, “You broke character way too fuckin’ easy.”

“I did not,” He scoffed, “Blood Riot was real menacing.”

“It’s not my fault, she’s cute.” Kirishima pouted as you began to laugh at the bashful expression on his face.

“Oh shit, sweetheart.” Bakugou choked out as your walls clenched around him from your laughter, “You trying to make me cum again?”

“Sorry,” You hummed softly as Kirishima leaned down to press a lingering kiss to your lips.

“Thank you for indulging in my little fantasy,” You cooed up at Bakugou as you met his lips in a soft kiss.

“Whatever you want,” Bakugou grinned down at you as he teasingly rut his hips against you before moving back as his softening cock slipped out of your spent pussy. Your fluttering walls slowly pushed the mixture of your release out of your stretched cunt as both men stared at the sight in awe, following the trail as it began to leak down towards your ass.

“So pretty,” Kirishima cooed as he pressed his lips to yours, “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock next time.”

“Next time?” Bakugou shot his best friend a glare, “Who said there’s even gonna be a next time?”

“But you both said you had fun, I thought—”

“You owe me a new fuckin’ door, asshole.” Bakugou snarled, “That definitely wasn’t part of the plan.”

“I’m sorry,” Kirishima whined, “I got too in character.”

“Are you joking? Your acting was fuckin’ terrible.”

And now here you were in between two bickering men as you felt Bakugou’s cum slowly seep out of you.

[yujajacha]

welcome home

pairing: rei suwa x reader

synopsis: rei doesn't like working, preferring to laze around all day. however, coming back home to you always cheers him up. one day, he comes home to you in a maid dress.

wc: 4.5k

cw: nsfw/mdni, fem!reader, sub!reader, maid dress, fingering, blowjobs, penetration, master, rough sex, etc

notes: my first full fic.. enjoy and happy valentines! btw i will edit tags and formatting later :3 also this deviates from canon —> no miri or kazuki.. sorry o_O + posted on ao3 here ! thanks for reading!!

your doorbell rings. you drop what you’re doing and excitedly rush to the door, wishfully hoping it to be your boyfriend, rei, returning home early. it isn’t him, which is what you actually expected. he’s been gone on a mission for most of the day, and it was planned that he should be back much later. you aren’t that disappointed though, as your interest is shifted to the delivery. it ended up being a package you ordered recently. it was actually an order that you ended up forgetting about, despite the contents not being forgettable. you have other stuff to do before opening it, so you decide to put it aside for later, placing it in your room and opting to finish your endless list of daily tasks.

awhile has passed since the delivery that shooked your routine and luckily many things around the house we’re getting done. rei’s pile of used cigarettes were thrown out properly, his endless pile of new games put away, his messes (empty chip bags and more) on the couch were cleaned up, the laundry was washed and folded, packages were packed away and more. rei should be back soon, at least you’re expecting him to come back in not too long. you’re aware he won’t be back just yet, but this gives you enough time to prepare your surprise.

in the meantime, you finally decide to open your package. everything was neatly packed. while opening it, you’re starting to get embarrassed. it’s a maid outfit and it’s making you feel really shy. the material is great and all the frills are cute. the order comes with cute accessories, and the dress itself is really your style, it’s just a bit revealing as well. there’s no way you’re gonna let yourself get cold feet, especially knowing how much rei would enjoy it, but the idea of wearing all of this is making your headlight.

you sheepishly try on the headpiece. you decided that they’re pretty cute. with a bit of hesitation, you start putting on the rest of the costume. you put on the dress, then add the apron, the arm accessories and the matching thigh highs. it fits pretty nicely and is rather flattering on you, and you shyly admire yourself in the mirror. after sheepishly putting everything on, you patiently wait for his arrival as you assume he should be finally home.

there’s finally a faint rustling of keys that can be heard in the distance. your body shifts towards the noise. “i’m home,” rei announces, locking the door and removing his shoes while making his way through the front door.

upon hearing this sound, you make your way towards the front and come greet him with a shy “welcome.” you can’t meet his eyes out of embarrassment and just end up looking away. you can feel his gaze piercing through you.

whenever he comes back home after a mission, rei’s always pleased with seeing your face cheerfully come greet him. just thinking about you makes him feel better anyways. however, this time not only is he greeted by you, which is already such a treat, but also you’re wearing those clothes. it takes him a second to take everything in. the kind of clothes that make his pants feel unbelievably tight. he can’t lie to himself, he is so pleasantly surprised by all this. he thinks it’s really cute of you to want to surprise him by acting like his maid, it wipes the scrowl off his face immediately. he just stares at you, taking all the details of your outfit in and observing the cute expressions on your face as well as how your body looks so good. the clothes just flatter you so well.

“how was work?” you stutter out, trying to make conversation while ignoring your obvious choice of attire. you want to wait until he brings it up, which you know he will do so promptly.

rei puts his hands around your waist, and proceeds to bring your body closer to his. you look up towards him, bringing your face into his and give him a welcome back kiss, something you always make sure to do. he always enjoys your kisses the best. this time it’s honestly more like a peck. you can tell he likes it anyways, and gladly accepts the peck. the way you’re acting shy, as if you’re not the one who decided to put this all on your own, gets him really going. he puts his face into your neck and rubs it like the cat he is. he then gives it a kiss. “it was ok,” he eventually speaks out a reply, “i’m more interested in what you’re wearing. what’s all this?”

“nothing,” you reply, face red, looking away from his intense gaze.

“really?” he teases. “there’s no way this is nothing,” he bluntly states as he brings up his hand to brush the tip of the lace of the headpiece that are adored on the top of your head. he’s really intrigued by your current appearance, but with good measure. “you prepared all this just for me?”

you avoid the intense look he gives you while you bring your arms around his body, hugging him back.

“maybe,” you finally answer back after a small delay, still feeling very flustered.

thinking of you as wearing these kinds of clothes makes him really excited. “does this finally make you my maid now?” he says with a flight excited tone in his voice. his hands are currently toying with the bell on the collar.

you don’t answer back, even if you would find the words to answer back you physically couldn’t. he already has his lips back on yours before you could even come up with an answer. he kisses you until you’re out of breath. he only pulls away once you slightly push on his chest for air.

you then nod to him, looking up dazedly into his eyes as you don’t have it in you to answer as of right now.

“hm?” he taunts, “you already can’t speak? i haven’t even touched you properly yet.”

“well.. y’know..” you know what he wants to hear but you can’t bring yourself to say it.

he holds your face roughly with one of his hands and tilts your face to make sure you’re looking at him in his eyes. “come on say it, you’re gonna be a good maid for me, aren’t you?” he playfully exclaims.

“yeah, this does make me your maid, rei,” you answer back.

he shakes his head. “if you’re my maid, doesn’t that make me your master?”

“ah. yeah..” you hide your face in his chest.

“then you’d have to address me properly, no?”

“i’m.. your maid, m-master” you muster up.

“didn’t you also forget to greet me properly when i came in?” he snickers and abruptly lets go of your body, taking a step back, putting a bit of physical distance between both of you.

you stare at him with a confused look, but then it hits you. “ah, yeah.. welcome back, master,” you say embarrassingly. you bring your hands to your skirt, ruffling the bottom and lifting your skirt up, revealing to him the lewd matching panties you got specifically for this outfit. you can’t help but feel shy when facing him in those clothes, saying those words. you’re sure he’s gonna appreciate that act of boldness.

in response to that lewd act of yours, rei swallows out of arousal. he takes a step forward and meets your face. he leans into your body, slightly towering over you. “i can’t believe such a lewd maid is greeting me like this,” he sneers. he brings himself even closer to you, to the point where you feel the warmth from his body.

you let out a whimper when he brings two fingers to your clothed pussy and rubs it roughly. you almost let go of your skirt before he gives your skirt a slight pull with his other hand, “make sure to keep still and don’t let go. you don’t want me to punish you already, right?” you murmur an agreement to his words.

“these panties are so wet,” he says, pressing into the evident dampness even more, “it doesn’t surprise me from such a perverted maid,” rubbing more intensely at your cunt through your panties. you moan back at him. he moves his hand to cup your pussy, which makes you shudder. he hooks his fingers to your panties and swiftly moves them to the side. he doesn’t even bother completely taking them off, he’ll do it later. right now, he’s honestly out of patience.

he enters his finger into your dripping wet cunt which makes you gasp. it’s so tight and wet, he really wants to dig in. he makes sure that his finger is fully inserted before he brashly removes it. he then promptly sucks your juices off his finger. he thoroughly sucks it while making sure you look straight into his eyes. you give him a dazed look, to which he purposely removes his finger with a loud pop sound, “tastes so good,” he announces and the flavor makes him automatically lick his lips, itching for more.

now with two fingers, he enters into you once more. he rubs inside, looking for the spot that makes you see stars. he draws his fingers in and out of you, until he finds that spot. once he hits it, your legs quiver. with his other hand, he lightly rubs at your clit in a circular motion.

you almost let go of your skirt out of shock because of all the pleasure to which rei definitely did not miss. he purposely rubs onto your clit harder and starts pumping his fingers in and out of you quicker. “hold on properly until you cum,” he deadpanly warns. you can’t help but moan out and clench onto your skirt.

you’re standing there in front of him, coating his fingers with your juices. he enjoys the sounds that come out of your squelching pussy so so much. he wouldn’t have it any other way. it is really a treat to come back home and already have you like that for him.

he’s gradually sped up more and more, and you start feeling your orgasm take over. your pussy spasms around his fingers and he doesn’t slow down. you feel it come throughout your whole body. your legs shake intensely and you finally let go of your skirt.

he intensely watches you while you cum, “you’re such a good girl, cumming like that for me.” he pets your head, proud of you for behaving.

he then brings your face right up to his. he rests his hand on your cheek, before bringing his fingers to your lips and caressing it. your eyes meets his and he gives you another lazy lustful stare. you shiver knowing what’s going to come next. you close your eyes while he leans into your lips. the kiss is sloppy, with his tongue eagerly entering your mouth full of need and want. a string of spit connects both of your mouths when he ends the kiss. it makes you feel so vulgar for just a kiss.

“this isn’t enough to satisfy me, you know,” rei chuckles, bringing his hand down to your neck, where the collar resides. he plays with the lace that’s on it. rei reminds himself how cute it looks on you.

he completely lets go of your face before picking you up bridal style. you cling onto his body. “let’s go somewhere more comfortable,” he declares while landing a kiss on your face and moves away from the entrance. he carries you with ease given the strength he possesses.

he doesn’t go too far and decides on settling you on the couch. he wants to indulge you quickly, and your shared bedroom is too far, he doesn’t have enough patience for that today. the couch is good. the position he places you has you sitting with your legs dangling off the edges. he makes sure to place you comfortably. he lets his body fall on the couch, right besides where you’re sitting. you slightly jump when his body weight makes the couch dip. he brings your body over his and makes you sit above his crotch, facing his chest. you can already feel how hard he is. it excites you how he’s really raring to go.

rei toys with the maid skirt again, while grinding his hips into your crotch. his hands start caressing your thighs, playing with the socks. he gives your legs a firm squeeze. eventually, his hands go up your body, from your hips to grasping at your waist and he stops at your boobs. he cups your chest over the soft fabric of the maid outfit. he holds each of them firmly and rubs your nipples with his thumbs. he can feel how erect they’ve become through the clothes. you then bring down your face and start kissing him again. once the kiss end, he starts regaining focus, “you just came,” and he draws out a breath, “i deserve a reward, don’t forget, i’m the master.”

your mind already feels clouded after your first orgasm and the kissing didn’t help, so you just reply with a tiny whine. you get a slap on your cunt for not properly answering. your body jumps at that. “be a good girl and reply properly, what did i say about actually answering?” he grinches.

“yeah, yeah, yeah,” you whine back while nodding, finding it hard to properly form your sentences.

“hm? yeah to what?” he grunts out.

“you deserve a reward, master,” finally comes out of you. it sounds more like a whine than proper words. you’re surprised you’re even able to still form coherent thoughts.

he quickly grabs your hips one last time and grinds himself on you. you can feel how hard he is. he then gives your ear a quick kiss before letting himself lay back and relax on the couch.

you then absentmindedly lift yourself off rei and drop to your knees, between both of his legs. your hands are placed on both of his thighs, slightly gripping the fabric of his pants. you bring your head right above his crotch and rub your face on it. he signals you to start unzipping his pants, so you comply. he then lifts his own hips to help you remove them with ease. he’s now in black boxers and it is so obvious to see how hard his dick is. you decide to give it a few licks through the cloth, letting him feel the wetness seeping through from your mouth. when you retreat, he roughly palms his dick before letting his cock jump free. he quickly discards everything on the floor.

your face is still inches away from his dick, and is still very close. however, before you can actually grab his dick, he uses it to tease you. he loves how obedient and willing you are to serve him, however he loves toying with you even more. he drags the tip along your lips and pulls back with a “uh uh” when you bring your face to try to lick it.

rei squishes his tip to your lips and coats them with his precum. he's making sure to drag it, so that your lips move. he then decides to move his arousal on the rest of your face. your face always looks so attractive to him, but it’s just something else when his dick right in front of it. no words can describe how much he likes it.

eventually, he stops purposely teasing you and lets you grab his dick. you hold onto the base and start from there, giving his cock, small, kitty licks. one of your hands holds his balls, while the other starts gently squeezing his tip. your tongue moves up and finds itself at the tip. you then give it one big suck. this makes rei’s hands find themself into your hair. he gives your hair a good tug. he then decides to move the stray strands of hair and place them behind your ear.

you remove your mouth from his tip and continue licking the rest of his dick. your hands massage and stroke him. “this is a special massage you know?” you tell him between licks. he then thrusts into your mouth which makes you gag. “what do you mean by special?” he asks, already being fully aware of the answer, but wanting to hear it directly.

“well, you know..” you stutter out, still licking.

“know what?” he answers back.

“it’s a special maid service, okay!”

he silently chuckles at your flustered reply, firmly holding your head the whole time. you then meet his eyes. the look you give him when you look up into his eyes with his dick stuffed into your mouth could make him cum on sight, but he has better plans. he would really want to fuck your mouth, so badly, but he’ll do that another time. “i’d rather cum inside your pussy,” he warns you. you remove your hands and let go of his dick, letting your mouth make a “pop” sound.

he brings his hands under your arms and lifts you up. with a small delay, you shuffle, trying to sit up and he helps you by lifting you up. he’s so strong that he doesn’t have any difficulties manhandling you to his will. it always shocks you how he does it with so much ease. nevertheless, it never fails to turn you on. you’re now facing him again, with your legs around his hips. you put your hands on his shoulder and lift your hips so he can remove your panties. he puts them aside and starts spreading your pussy lips, admiring how glistening it is.

rei then takes his dick and taps at the front of your pussy. he then rubs his tip all along its length, making sure to cover his dick with the wetness that’s leaking from you. he rubs the tip in a circular motion all around you. he pushes the tip of his cock into your pulsing heat. it’s so wet he can easily slide in. he lets out a grunt before snapping his hips up to meet yours, thrusting his whole length inside. your cunt sucks him in. you moan at the sudden feeling of being so full. you can feel him stretching you out.

“don’t hold back any of your sounds,” he grunts out, watching you bite your lips. hearing every little moan, whimper, whine you do makes him crazy. any word that comes out of your mouth in that voice of yours makes him speechless. even if you wanted to stay quiet, you wouldn’t be able to, not with the way his dick is reaching so deeply into you.

“i won’t,” you need a second to gather your thoughts, “i won’t hold back any sounds.” he feels fulfilled by your reply and rewards you with a kiss.

you feel so warm that he can’t help but grab your hips even harder, to the point of bruising them. even if he wanted to be gentle, he wouldn’t be able. you’re so wet. your pussy drools around him, coating his cock with your juices. he starts setting a harsh pace, which you brace yourself by holding onto his upper body with a tighter grip. “it feels really, really good master,” you tell him. he can’t help but buck his hips in pleasure, letting you know he heard you. your gummy walls squeeze him so well.

your hands eventually find themselves under his shirt, craving his warmth even more. however, you can’t help but scratch his back and claw at it when nearing your high. “you’re just like a cat, scratching my back,” he says, amused and turned on, “those are my favorite kind of marks.”

he then grips your hips and starts setting a brutal rhythm. he feels your body trying to scramble away from the pleasure, “c’mon, take my cock like a good girl, you’re supposed to be a well behaved maid.” you hold onto him more, trying not to let go. with the way he’s fucking you, you feel your body shake at his thrusts.

“you’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you?” he tells you. there’s no way he wouldn’t be able to tell, with the way your body is tightening up around him with your walls spamming, how you’re slurring every word, just looking at your face is enough to realize.

you nod to him and desperately moan out a yes. he brushes your hair out of your face, “then what should a cumdump like you say?” he asks, landing a kiss on your forehead. that gentle action is so different from the rough way his hips are moving and the filthy words that come out of his mouth.

you know immediately what he wants. he always likes making you beg and you’re sure that with the maid outfit he wants to hear it even more. “please let me cum, please master,” you mutter out.

he twitches at that pleading scream of yours. “wow, you have good manners now,” he says in between thrusts, “you really wanna cum that bad?”

“please!” you whine out, bringing your hips back to meet his, trying to chase your orgasm. he could listen to your voice begging and pleading to him for days on end. no matter how many times he hears them, they never bore him. “i want your cum, please master,” finally comes out of your mouth.

“fuck, you’re so naughty,” he makes sure to bring your face into his, while his other hand comes to flick at your clit, “come for me, you naughty maid.” your orgasm takes over your whole body, as well as his. he cums so much, and it fills you up. you can’t help but clench, wanting to milk him. you feel so good and full. he loves pumping you full.

you both reach your high, however he isn’t finished yet. he thinks to himself how he needs more. he’d be a fool to end it right now. he hikes your skirt up and stares at the place where you’re both connected, before removing you from his cock. he makes sure to watch it attentively, not missing any detail. his cum spills out and he swears that it just fires him even more. he wants to stuff it back into you so badly.

he stares at it, letting his cum spill down your pussy. he brings his finger and scoops up the leaking cum, fingering it back inside of you. you jitter at the intrusion of his finger, your breathing still ragged. your worned out sex face meets his now eager eyes. for someone who’s so lazy, he just doesn’t want to stop yet, “if you give me those eyes, you know i won’t leave you alone.”

he then flips you, head now facing down and back to him. you’re laying on the couch, on both of your knees. and you eventually find yourself head down. he brings both of your hands behind your back and firmly holds them there with one of his hands. you slightly shuffle in response. rei then spanks your ass, “stop trying to tempt me even more,” and with this, his cock enters your cunt once again. he’s fucking you from behind, not trying to go slow and gentle at all. he is not envisioning a break anytime soon.

once he lets go of both of your hands, you place them to your sides, supporting you. it’s not long until he places his own hands on top of your arms, gripping onto you again. he cages you with his body.

“i wanna keep you like this forever, not being able to do anything at all,” he shamelessly tells you. you’re practically drool all over the couch at his words.

“rei” you moan out, gripping the couch out of pleasure. he really wants to fuck you stupid.

“you should just always be my maid,” he says, treating you like a fleshlight. you wouldn’t be opposed to his suggestion. being treated like that everyday would make you lose your mind, in the best way possible. “you’d like that wouldn’t you? being fucked senseless everyday by me.”

you frantically nod. “yeah, i would, would want that so much,” you reply, desperately.

“i know you would, you wouldn’t have to think at all, just like right now.” you tighten up even more.

“you’re mine right?” he says after a particularly hard trust, you’re words are working him up. it was so hard you can even hear his balls slapping on your ass. you arch your back, whining out a yes. “who does this cunt belong to?”

“you, master,” you scream out, “my whole body belongs to you.”

“yeah? everything?”

“yeah.. it’s all yours, all of it,” you mutter out.

“good, with the way you’re taking my cock, fuck, i never wanna leave this pussy,” he slams his hips into yours. you honestly don’t want it to end either.

this time his thrusts are even more rushed, he’s losing control and wants nothing more but to chase his pleasure, using you. you love it as well. god, you want nothing more than to be used by him. “i love using your body like this,” he mounts?

when he finally cums, he’s making sure you’re aware of his body on top of yours, and he sinks his teeth into your neck, in an animalistic manner. you take him so well, and the fact you’re now stuffed with his cum really excites him. you don’t have any more strength and let your body fully relax. he then removes himself, and also lets his body slump besides yours, being careful enough to not squish you too much, but just a little bit. he cups your face with his hands and lovingly stares into your eyes.

“let’s go take a shower,” you giggle at him.

he then rubs his face into your own and grunts, “sure, but let’s just stay like this a bit longer,” he sighs, satisfied. you also want to bask in the afterglow, so you hum an agreement.

“oh but.. since you’re my maid, that means you’ll wash me up in the shower, no?” he smirks.

“ahh, really? i thought you wanted to rest more,” you sigh. your legs are still twitching.

“a maid shouldn't talk back to her master,” he giggles while kissing you on the cheek, “maybe i should discipline you.”

you shuffle in his lap, “i behaved more than enough,” you say jokingly sighing, but still making sure to return his kiss playfully.

“i love you,” he reminds you. before you even get time to reply, rei stands up, which ends up distracting you. he brings his arms around you, lifting you up in the process. you giggle playfully at him, letting him carry you to the shower.

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Sweet Fantasy | Dean Winchester

GIF by born-to-be-his-baby88

(gave myself an actual pat on the fucking back for finding this gif like y'all are gonna see how perfect it is in a second!)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem! reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Summary: Dean won't eat his vegetables...until you offer to cash in on a very recent fantasy of his, that is.

Warnings [18+ MINORS DNI]: P*rn w/ some solid plot action actually, a bit of domestic fluff sprinkled in, reader and Dean are married (don't know if that's a warning but you should know?), reader dresses up in a sexy Zorro costume with the hat and mask included, handcuffs (Dean receiving), mentions of a safeword but not used, fingering/masturbation (reader receiving), oral sex (brief Dean receiving), a whole lotta teasing (Dean receiving), p in v sex (cowgirl, missionary), unprotected sex (wrap your willy before you fuck her silly!), dirty talk, switch! Dean, switch! reader, very vocal Dean, brief choking (Dean receiving), creampie.

A/n: Hey! Sorry for disappearing for 3 months again...So classes finished almost 2 months ago and I've been wracking my brain about what to post. I tried finishing some of my drafts and it just wasn't working for me idk. Then, like any normal person, I was randomly watching some SPN bloopers this morning and it got to a scene where Dean said sometimes he wants to get spanked during sex by a girl wearing a Zorro mask and my brain ran with that shit IMMEDIATELY. Now, I'm so sorry I couldn't actually write him actually getting spanked without it sounding corny and just wrong to me? But I did write all of this in 7 hours without stopping so I'm honestly proud of it regardless.

Enjoy...

It was a Sunday evening in the bunker, meaning you were responsible for dinner. With that task came the additional task of getting Dean to eat whatever vegetables you cooked without complaining and engaging in a rant that would end with him calling himself the “meat man”.

It’s not that you were concerned about Dean's weight or appearance, after 7 years of marriage you were confident that there was nothing in the world that could make you love Dean Winchester any less. But having a steady diet of beer, beef, and pie was a surefire way to kill any man of Dean’s age faster than any monster or demon.

And God knows you’d do anything to ensure he didn’t die before his time.

Hell, you have before.

Which is why you made Dean agree to eat a side of only vegetables with whatever meat he wanted at least once a week. This week it was string beans and sautéed mushrooms, aka his least favorite vegetable.

But you didn’t have the time to make the 45-minute drive to the grocery store earlier that day so he would have to deal.

Or you wish he would deal…

“Mushrooms? Baby come on,” he complained when you placed his plate before him.

“Hey, it’s all that was left in the fridge. Eat up,” you shrugged, placing a kiss on the crown of his head.

“You know, we could always do no vegetables,” Dean offered with a wide grin.

You chuckled and used a finger to squish his stubbled cheek. “You wish, Winchester.”

He sighed in defeat and turned to pick up his fork.

You looked to make sure Sam was out of earshot before leaning down to where your lips grazed Dean’s ear. “Tell you what, if you eat those vegetables I’ll do that thing you told me about…later” you whispered.

Dean’s eyes lit up immediately, “The thing?” he harshly whispered.

You nodded with a smile.

“Costume and everything?” He made a gesture with his hands.

“Yup, I’ve been hiding the costume for weeks.”

“I’m game” Dean agreed, digging into the mushrooms first.

You turned away to share your own plate with a smile.

“I’m gonna go grocery shopping later,” Sam announced as he sat beside Dean with his plate. He met your eyes, “Anything else you forgot to put on the list?”

“Yeah stop at the liquor store and grab me a bottle of red? I ran out,” you answered sitting across from the boys with your plate.

Sam grabbed a pen and a piece of folded paper from his pocket and added it to his list, “Yeah, no problem. What brand again?”

You swallowed a piece of your chicken with a smirk. “I’m sure you already know seeing as you’re the one who emptied the bottle to the very last drop,” you addressed Sam.

His pen slipped from his grip, his green eyes widening to meet your narrowed ones.

“You drink red wine?” Dean pointed at Sam in disbelief as a laugh rumbled in his chest.

“How did you know?” He asked you, ignoring Dean’s quip.

“I saw you passed out in the library clutching the bottle the other night.”

“Listen Dean finished all the beer and it was the first thing I saw,” he defended himself.

“Oh, you’re getting more creative with your excuses. I'm impressed!” You gushed, sarcasm evident in your tone, “What was it again last week? ‘Oh Eileen wanted to taste some’ " you mimicked his gruff tone causing him to roll his eyes and Dean’s laughter to grow louder. “-when we all know that Eileen is a white wine type of gal.”

"I-" Sam tried to come up with a retort but eventually gave up. “Whatever.”

“Yeah pick up 3 bottles this time in case Eileen wants a taste,” you replied with a grin.

“Three bottles?!” He exclaimed.

“You aren’t the one paying for it, genius,” you reminded him, referring to the unlimited card Charlie hacked for you all those years ago.

“Yeah but I’m gonna have to lug it up here,” Sam mumbled as he stuck his fork into his chicken.

Dinner continued mostly in silence with Sam thinking about the two lousy trips he’d have to make between his car and the kitchen once he returns with the groceries, Dean thinking about the reward he’ll be getting for the vegetables he’s actually grown used to eating, and y/n thinking about all the ways she’s gonna make Dean squirm later.

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Hours had passed since dinner and Sam was now on his way to the grocery store leaving just you and Dean in the bunker.

To say he was excited would be an understatement.

Dean first told you about this fantasy of his after a case you had months ago required you to take a trip to an adult costume shop to question the owner. It took mere seconds for the image of you in the very specific costume to cross his mind after laying eyes on the packaging.

You laughed at the idea when he told you and silently decided you would try and find the costume.

Of course, he didn’t believe you would actually indulge him but you were actually excited too. Costumes and toys weren’t new territory for you and Dean but they were few and far between with your unpredictable hunting schedules.

Dean now sat at the edge of your shared bed wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt waiting for you to return like you had promised.

But it had been almost 20 minutes since you left to get changed and his patience was wearing thin. He was seconds away from getting up and coming to see if you needed help or if you were even hurt.

Which you predicted would be the case.

So you had been standing out of sight by the doorway for less than a minute now waiting for him to try and leave.

“Damnit,” Dean eventually gave in to his worries and began to make his way to the door.

You smirked once you heard his determined steps drawing closer.

Dean’s eyes widened once you spun from your hiding spot against the wall to stand before him. “Looking for me?”

You watched his throat bob and his pupils dilate as he took in your full look.

Atop your head and face rested a sexy black Zorro mask and matching hat. You were also wearing a black sleeveless leather top that stopped in your midriff region and had strings tied between your breasts that allowed a whole lot of cleavage to be on display. The leather skirt that accompanied was low-waisted and stopped at your upper thigh, matching the black thong you were wearing beneath.

You had stretched the thin straps of the thong along your hips above the skirt for added flair.

In your right hand, you held a fake silver sword similar to the one Zorro held in the movies, and hanging from the left side of your skirt were two handcuffs ready and waiting to be used.

You were sex on knee-length boot-covered legs.

Dean felt himself growing hard already.

You bit your bottom lip at the way your husband’s eyes roamed your body, hoping the dark red lipstick covering it was as transfer and waterproof as the box advertised.

“You look...stunning,” Dean marveled. The model on the packaging of the costume didn’t come close to how it looked on your body.

Your heart swelled at the compliment before remembering the persona you had practiced for the night ahead. “Oh I know,” you took a step closer and leaned against the doorway. You pointed the sword in Dean’s direction. “Why are you still dressed, Dean?” you asked with furrowed brows and a smile.

A chuckle almost left your lips at the sight of Dean fumbling with his pant strings and tripping over his own legs to send the pajama bottoms flying over to a random corner while throwing off his t-shirt with record speed.

He stood before you in only his boxers, his enjoyment of your costume evident by the bulge in the center.

“Get on the bed.” You told him, your tone not excessively commanding but sexy enough to make him obey immediately.

“Yes ma’am,” he smirked, quickly sitting and sliding up to the headboard of the bed.

You walked further into the room and placed your sword down before climbing onto the bed and slowly crawling to where Dean sat. His green eyes followed your every move as you moved to straddle him, but not fully.

You then grabbed the two pairs of handcuffs attached to your hips and twirled them around your fingers. “How you feeling Dean?” you checked in, your hips hovering above his thighs, making sure to not touch his erection just yet.

“Oh, I feel great. Real great. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this great,” he nodded eagerly as you cuffed each of his hands to each bedpost, getting a face full of your boobs in the process.

"You sound nervous," you teased him, "Am I making you nervous baby?"

"Me? Nervous? Pfft!"

You scoffed, not believing him one bit. "What's our safe word?" you asked him gently.

Dean leaned forward as much as his restraints would allow to press a sweet kiss against your stomach. " 'Oklahoma', baby," he grinned.

You then let your clothed ass sink down on his covered erection. Dean groaned and tried to reach for your hips instinctively only to meet the restriction of the handcuffs. “I hope they aren’t too tight 'cause they’re gonna be on there for a while,” you nearly bust out laughing at the look Dean gave you.

“A while?” he repeated, dreading not being able to touch you at a time like this.

You shrugged, “If you behave I might change my mind.”

Before he could argue further, you leaned forward and connected your lips in a searing kiss. His breath was hot against your face as your lips drifted to his neck while your hands found themselves in his hair.

A breathy groan slipped past his lips when you nipped a specific spot beneath his ear lobe. “You’re so loud. Maybe I should’ve bought a muzzle,” you whispered in his ear teasingly, feeling his dick jump beneath you at your words. “I'll remember that next time,” you replied to his body's response.

“Baby, do you have any idea how amazing you look? ” Dean gushed, struggling against his restraints as you began to grind your hips against his covered cock.

You smiled and met his lips in a kiss once again. He slipped his tongue between your welcoming lips, allowing his taste to flood your mouth. You pulled away seconds later, nipping his bottom lip, and removed yourself from his lap.

He watched nervously, awaiting your next move while you scooted farther away from him along the bed. You slowly slipped off your boots, your confidence unwavering as you held Dean’s hungry stare.

He watched you use a hand to hold yourself upright before spreading your legs open to reveal the lace thong covering your already-drenched pussy. “Are you about to..." he trailed off, jaw clenched as he spoke.

"Hmm mhm. And there is not a damn thing you can do about it...except watch," you slowly removed your thong and threw it at Dean’s lap. He immediately became hyperaware of the feeling of the wet lace draped over his dick.

You slowly brought two fingers up to your lips and sucked them even slower to coat them in your saliva and give Dean a show before bringing them down to where you needed them the most. You began slow ministrations against your aching clit, pulling moans from yourself that made Dean impossibly harder.

He took a deep breath at the sight, imagining his own fingers parting your folds and rubbing at your swollen clit.

“You are a menace,” Dean laughed in obvious distress, licking his dried lips. He couldn’t handle watching you touch yourself without being able to touch you any longer so he looked away, swallowing harshly at the sound of your wetness against your fingers.

“Look at me Dean,” you mewled, continuing to rub your pussy in small quick circles. He turned reluctantly, watching as you slowly pushed two fingers inside your dripping hole. “See this, baby? It’s all for you,” you said, melting into a moan when your fingers grazed a spot inside you that drew your orgasm closer.

“I gotta taste you, baby,” Dean pleaded, “Open these and let me taste you, please,” he rattled the handcuffs against the bedposts.

The pure agony in his voice had your fingers and breathing speeding up and soon your climax was approaching. Dean’s breathing picked up in response. “Fuck, Dean I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, pressing a thumb to your clit while your fingers kept working inside of you to bring you to the edge.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Dean’s forehead as he watched you keenly. He bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, his self-control draining by the second.

Your eyes remained open and locked onto his, your moans growing louder and borderline pornographic. You were putting on a show and he was losing his mind.

“I’m cumming, fuck-“ you panted as your first orgasm of the night slammed into you and caused you to make a small mess on the sheets beneath you. Your body shook sporadically with aftershocks of your own work

Dean’s head hung low. “Jesus baby,” he huffed, his own voice strangled, “you’re trying to give me a heart attack aren’t you?”

You smiled as you crawled back up to sit on Dean’s lap, taking your thong and throwing them somewhere unseen. “Ehh maybe,” you replied coyly, straightening your hat and mask. “And since you behaved so well,” you reached a hand down to touch his clothed cock, “I think you deserve a reward,” you pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

Dean allowed you to pull his boxers off his body, watching you wrap a hand around his painfully erect cock. “Fuck,” he groaned at the feeling of your hand wrapped around him.

You slid down to where you could lay flat on your stomach between his legs and leaned down to briefly swirl your tongue around where precum was gathered at the tip.

“Take the hat off and look at me pretty girl,” Dean said.

You complied, throwing the hat off to the edge of the bed before diving down and licking his tip once again, but this time keeping your eyes locked onto his.

“Holy shit,” Dean groaned, his hips twitching upwards. You then opened your mouth and wrapped it around his length, slowly sliding down until your nose was nuzzled at the base, staying there for a few seconds before coming back up for air. “Hell yes, baby that's perfect,” he panted as you began sucking faster along his length, a few lone tears flowing from beneath the mask from the familiar stretch of his cock in your throat.

Your head continued to bob up and down Dean’s length for some time, drawing shallow moans of your name and grunts from him before you finally let up and pressed one last kiss against the side of his cock.

Dean’s chest heaved as you licked your lips and used a hand to wipe your face clean. “Goddamnit," he whined at your sudden stop, feeling his impending orgasm return to its hiding place.

You grabbed your previously discarded Zorro hat and placed it back on your head before hiking your skirt up to allow you more room to move your legs around Dean’s lap. “Can’t have you cumming before I’m done with you sweetheart,” you replied while untying the strings of your top and removing it.

The keys to the handcuffs dropped onto Dean’s lap from where you previously hid them in your top. You had honestly forgotten you put them there but it just presented yet another opportunity to get Dean all whiny and desperate, which was a rarity that you rather enjoyed.

“Oops would you look at that,” you exclaimed playfully, taking them up and dangling them in front of Dean’s eyes.

"Alright baby you broke me. Come on, just let me go, and trust me, I will make it worth your while,” Dean bargained with you.

"As enticing as that sounds," you paused and brought your hand up to caress Dean’s cheek before pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. You pulled away with a grin. “I love hearing you beg, so no,” you whispered against his lips.

Dean loudly groaned watching you gently place the keys down on the closest nightstand. “Shit,” he shut his eyes.

But they shortly shot open once you used a hand to grip his length and bring it between your dripping folds.

A pleased hum left your lips once the tip glazed your clit causing Dean to swallow harshly. “Aren’t you sick of teasing me,” he hissed.

Fuck no.

You used a free hand to grip the back of his hair. “Take a deep breath for me, Dean,” you told him, feeling his chest rise against yours soon after. And as it fell, you slipped his cock inside your entrance.

You slowly sank down onto his length until it was fully buried inside you, groaning at the welcomed stretch.

“I love those sounds you make for me,” Dean whispered against your lips.

“Oh you’re gonna be making some of those sounds too,” you smirked, clenching around him causing a sharp grunt to reach your ears.

You guided your hips up and down Dean’s length, riding him at a quickening pace. He jerked his hips upward to match your cadence drawing a gasp from your lips when his cock hit that spot inside you that had you seeing stars. “There you go baby,” Dean groaned, “you look so fucking good riding my cock.”

The hat and mask from your costume managed to stay in place as you slammed down on Dean’s cock repeatedly. And it was an image that he would never forget.

Your hand released Dean’s hair and instead found itself wrapped around Dean’s neck as you rode him faster. A whine that shot straight to your cunt escaped his lips when your fingers slightly tightened their grip around his throat.

You suddenly slowed down and instead began to grind your hips against his, moaning loudly when your clit grazed his pelvis. “I’m gonna cum again shit!” You threw your head back in obscene pleasure, releasing Dean's throat and holding onto his shoulders to steady yourself.

“Fuck yes. Use my cock to get off, sweetheart,” Dean urged you on before leaning forward to suck one of your nipples as best as he could.

This soon pushed you over the edge, your climax tearing a scream from within you as your hips faltered around Dean’s cock, your hat flying off your head once more. Dean relished in the way your cunt pulsed around him from your orgasm as well as the look of sheer pleasure that crossed your face at that moment. “You’re so beautiful,” he smiled up at you, meaning every word.

You kissed his forehead with a smile and reached for the handcuff keys. “I think I’ve tortured you enough,” you freed his right hand first, pressing a kiss against his wrist, then did the same to his left, “This is supposed to be a reward after all.”

Dean’s lips curved into a smirk at his newfound freedom. “Yes it is, sweetheart.”

A surprised yelp left your lips when Dean gripped your hips and flipped you onto your back. He grabbed your hat and placed it on his own head before sending you a wink. “And I’m not feeling rewarded just yet.”

You nearly came just from the sight of Dean hovering above you in only that hat. “We’re gonna have to talk about my sexy cowboy fantasy when we’re done here,” you raised a brow.

A low chuckle echoed from Dean’s chest. He reached up and tipped his hat in your direction, “yes ma’am.” He replied with a deep southern drawl.

Your pussy clenched instantly.

“That was hot as fuck,” you breathed.

“Thank you darlin’ “ he replied in the same accent with a wink.

You giggled before pulling him down for a kiss. He pulled away and touched the mask still wrapped around your eyes. “And thank you for doing this for me, baby,” he smiled down at you, “It was so so much better than I imagined.”

“It was definitely my pleasure,” you nodded happily, feeling his hands glide down your sides.

“Was?” He protested playfully. “The night is still young, sweetheart!” He threw your legs over his shoulder causing you to exclaim at the sudden move. He placed a kiss on each of your thighs and lined himself up with your entrance before entering you once again.

“FUCK” you cried out at the sudden intrusion, feeling your eyes well up with tears of pleasure in record time.

Dean pulled out and slammed into you once again, his grip on your legs tightening as he eased into a quick pace.

“YES-Dean holy shit,” you moaned, eyes quickly rolling to the back of your head and back arching up and off the bed as he fucked you with reckless abandon.

“How’s it feeling baby?” Dean said, bringing a hand down to play with your clit.

“So good, Dean, so fucking good,” you rambled, your skin buzzing with pleasure, “Harder, please, I'm almost there,” you found yourself begging.

“You gonna cum for me already pretty girl?” He sped up his slaughter on your cunt, "Maybe I should make you beg for it?" his voice was low and demeaning but only spurred you on more.

You shook your head adamantly while your hands fumbled around Dean's waist for a solid grip. So he simply released your legs and grabbed your hands before holding them down above your head, driving his cock into you even harder at this new angle.

“Dean!" you broke off into a strangled moan.

Dean’s lips attacked your open neck. “I wish we had neighbors so they could hear you screaming my fucking name,” he all but growled as the sounds of your moans and skin against skin plagued the air.

You came with a yell seconds later, your release coating Dean’s cock and the sheets. “That’s my girl. There you go baby,” he released your hands and held your face, guiding you down from your high.

Your hands gripped Dean’s hair harshly as you kissed his lips and his hips stuttered, his cum coating your insides soon after. You swallowed his grunts as his cock continued to leak and twitch inside you.

Broken pants befell both your lips in between sloppy kisses while your orgasms passed and your shared spend flowed between your legs. You eventually released his lips for air, “That was-“

“-Incredible,” he mirrored your thoughts, removing your hat from his head. Dean used a hand to remove your mask and brush a few strands of hair behind your ears once he moved to lie down beside you.

“Hi,” you grinned in awe of the man you called your husband. “Hey sweetness,” he grinned back, adoration evident in his deep green eyes.

Your cheeks flushed as he pressed a kiss against your forehead. He quickly grabbed his previously discarded t-shirt and used it to clean up the mess between your legs before throwing it in the laundry basket nearby.

You snuggled into his side once he returned to the bed.

“So uhh what was it you were saying about your cowboy kink?” Dean smugly asked after a few seconds.

“Goddamnit Dean,” you shamefully groaned into his side, gaining a chuckle from him.

ANDDD SCENE!

Hope it wasn't too bad seeing as I gave up on editing it like 75% through it.

Tbh I highly doubt more than 20 people are gonna see this because I have no idea how strong the Supernatural fandom's presence is on here, which also means that I don't know if anyone has used a plot like this one before so don't be afraid to let me know if that is the case and I will make changes as I see fit!

(Also let me know if you want a sequel one shot with sexycowboy! Dean and reader. Or feel free to make any other requests)

Reblogs, likes, and comments are ALWAYS appreciated :)

divider creds : @cafekitsune

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liquid courage - c.m x fem!reader

posted may 14th, 2023 6:24 am

@paranx0ia asked: hi! could you do prompt 6 from your prompts list with chad meeks-martin? like him and the reader have been best friends for a while and have very obvious crushes on each other but they’re both too scared to confess so at a frat party the reader gets drunk and just kisses him? only if you’re comfy with it tho have a great day

so sry for the wait, i hope you love it sweets - xx

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Tonight marks the fourth costume frat party you’ve gone to this month. You hadn’t originally planned on going but Tara insisted on matching pirate costumes, and that it’d be the last one she dragged you to. She also added that Chad would be there and the chances of him not wearing a shirt with his costume were high.

She was right.

It didn’t take long to spot Chad when you got there, you had noted him talking to his sister and then walking away with his dorky roommate who had been dressed as a knight. You weren’t quite sure but Chad was dressed as a hot cowboy, in true Chad Meeks-Martin fashion.

“Oh my god, stop oogling and just make out already,” Tara said. You could hear her smile as she teased you, shoving a cup into your hand. 

“I’m not oogling, what is this?” Tara shrugged before saying “Something cheap, think of it as liquid courage!” she smiled at you, cheer-sing you before downing her own drink. 

You watched your friend dance out of sight, presumably for a refill, silently reminding yourself to check on her later. Looking back in the direction of Mindy who was now making her way towards you. 

“Tara good?” she asked, pointing in the direction Tara had just left. “Yeah, I’m not too sure about that,” Mindy threw her arm around your shoulders as you spoke. “You look cute, dressin' up for a certain someone?” the smirk on her face told you all you had to know before you rolled her eyes.

“Not you too,” “awh c’mon, it’s so obvious” You scoffed at this, “It is not.” 

You watched as Chad came back into view, a content smile on his lips. Mindy laughed at the flustered look on your face. 

You drained your cup, wincing at the taste before turning back to Mindy who was still laughing. “I’m gonna go get another drink,” You held up your now empty cup as you spoke. Mindy nodded, “Okay, I’m gonna find Anika,” before you could walk away you felt your friend put her hand on your shoulder. Turning back to Mindy she smiled at you, “Seriously, try to at least talk to him tonight okay?”

“Mindy, if you keep talking about Chad my eyes are gonna roll out of my head” Your joke had the girl laughing again as you walked off, following the direction Tara had left in earlier, hoping the trail would lead you to the table full of alcohol. 

You hadn’t been keeping track of how much time passed as you drank and danced with anyone who was down to do both with you. You also hadn’t kept track of how much you had drank but it must’ve been more than usual because the fuzzy feeling in your head was harder to ignore and you felt confident? No, ballsy. 

All you could think about was how good Chad had looked tonight. Even in that stupid cowboy hat. Best part? Everything about the way he’d look at you whenever you’d see each other from across the room told you he felt the exact same about you.

And of course, there was that voice that was always there whenever Chad dropped his hints towards you saying “No, he was definitely looking at the girl you’re dancing with,” but that voice got quieter after what was probably your fourth drink and you caught him looking you up and down, fully checking you out and maintaining eye contact while he took a drink. 

Maybe you were shitfaced and acting on impulse but maybe you were finally taking charge of your feelings for your best friend, either way, you were making your way toward Chad now. He hadn’t been watching as you walked up, too into the conversation he was having with Ethan. Ethan saw you first, “hey, Y/n!” Ethan nodded in your direction as he spoke, a friendly smile on his face. You smiled back and then looked up at Chad who almost immediately started telling Ethan he needed to go talk to the pretty girl who was just looking at him. His hands were on Ethan’s shoulders gently pushing him forward, making Ethan get the hint as he waved at you before walking off. You weren’t paying attention to where he went, all that was on your mind was Chad as he looked back at you with that stupid smile on his face. 

“Hey, haven’t talked to you all night-” you cut him off by leaning up and placing your lips on his, too eager to make small talk. Your hands found their way to his face while his settled on your waist, pulling you ever so slightly closer. 

You took this (and the way he was almost excitedly kissing you back) as a sign that you had done something right. 

He chased after your lips as you pulled away, swiping your thumb across his bottom lip to remove the transferred lipstick. “Whatever possessed you to do that should possess you more often” The lovestruck look on his face had your confidence skyrocketing in a way that was almost sobering as you laughed, leaning your forehead against his shoulder. “I don’t think it was possession, more like cheap liquor.” You joked, smiling at the feeling of his body moving while he laughed. 

The sound of Tara’s voice had you both looking in the direction of the sound, “told you all you needed was a little liquid courage!!!” her arms were in the air as she spoke with a proud smile on her face. 

“Liquid courage huh?” The teasing tone in Chad’s voice had you groaning and putting your head back against his shoulder. 

“Just be happy I finally did something”

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Some lists of favorites and least favorites for story content.

Writing this made me realize I want to do a larger version with my opinion on each event / mgs / costume story so I think I might actually do that in the future before I do the big reread.

Anyways I'm gonna post this and then lay down. Feel free to make your own lists? Could be fun to see how similar and different everyone's is.

Favorite Events

See You Tomorrow

Breakpoint

Beachside Bonds

Wings in the Wind

The Green Jasper Diviners

Angels on the Road

Bittersweet AI Memory

The Peaceful Daily Life of Nayuta's Family

The Legendary Story of the Paper Mulberry Leaf

Dream Halloween Festa

My Only Salvation

Farewell Storage

A Bouquet for Tomorrow's Happiness

Memory Drops

I'll Keep Waving At You

Not technically Events but Still Favs (And It's My List and I'll Include What I Want)

Valkyrie of Vik

Rakshasi of Tibet

Sentimental Gaze

Least favorite Events:

Every single Tart event, except for the funny high school au which remembered that stories should try and entertain the reader instead of put them to sleep

Endless Beginnings

Magia Clash

Mixed Summer

Favorite Magical Girl Stories

Shizuku Hozumi

Alina Gray

Kirika Kure

Uwasa Tsuruno

SWIMSUIT HOMURA IS THE BEST ONE

Holy Alina

Mikage Yakumo

San Kagura

Final Oriko

Urara Yume

Valentines Sudachi

Masara and Kokoro

Karin Misono

Konoha and Hazuki

Least Favorite Magical Girl Stories

Natsuki Utsuho

Asuka Tatsuki

Kaoru Maki

Haregi Madoka

Haregi Sayaka

All the Nanoha girls

Corbeau (it was so boring, justice for corncob)

The anime versions for just being clip shows from the anime

Honorable Mentions (MGS)?

Himena Aika's magical girl story was very good and written well for her perspective but I did not enjoy experiencing it

Yachiyo Nanami's is bafflingly incorrect with later story stuff but it's so bad and questionable in parts that it actually becomes kind of entertaining

I really liked the first 2/3 of Sasara Minagi's mgs but the conclusion fell flat for me and kind of ruined it

Fairytale Mifuyu had a really good mgs but i can't be caught on record saying that

I stared at Haregi Homura's magical girl story thumbnail for like 2 minutes, wondering if I had watched it then remembering that I did. Not a fan but not bad enough to put on the least favorite list. Just painfully mediocre.

I've never been able to sit through and watch all of Cool Homura's mgs because attention span bad and bored. sorry homu. your swimsuit mgs is still the best though!

I haven't watched enough Costume Stories to put them on here, but I liked Temari's winter costume and I liked Sana's pajama costume.

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happy (late) halloween omg ace! i am so glad to see we are all in shambles over the halloween show i swear matty chose violence (quite literally) with the patrick bateman costume like..... will instantly be imprisoned if I voiced my thoughts about those photos bye-

also the halloween blurb???????? mainly just sending this to scream ab how it literally killed me bye this is so stupid but it instantly made me so happy to read after work and oh i am weepy and weak at the idea of annie masterminding a group costume 😭 even the simplest or ur writings i absolutely adore (still not over the massive list of pre reader dad matty blurbs oh that made my DAY i tell u...)

can we just.... the idea of annie begging u to join them trick or treating,,,, and reader meeting mayhem and mayhem holding the candy bucket in his mouth while annie shows u how well she can walk the 'massive horse dog' 😭😭 and the way u just fit in their unit together so well... oh matty absolutely can feel his heart bursting at the sight gn (and also u getting mistaken for being annies mom/his wife multiple times and the way he just cannot handle how oddly right it feels.... bye!)

(bff anon hopes ur doing better ace! just know basically anything u post..... ive basically read bye need to stop lurking like an insane person 💀 xx)

HAPPY VERY LATE HALLOWEEN!!! It is my fault this is so late, I just couldn't stop talking… are we shocked tho? Jail is calling my name with some of the things I said in dms… let alone my thoughts FUCKING HELL. it was too good-

Stop I'm so glad you liked it, I just love them on Halloween so much. The fact that it made you happy after work actually just added 20 years to my life I'm so glad!!!! I made your day?!?!? Please I'm gonna vomit. You are so sweet and kind. Those ideas were all so fucking good, a google doc has been created bc I loved them so much. You are a genius truly.

Literally, this idea has been living in my mind rent-free in my mind ever since you sent it. MAYHEM HOLDING THE BUCKET YOU'RE KIDDING. Any mayhem content and I am obsessed (hence the mayhem reference in the actual fic), but this image has me sobbing.

(lots more insanity below the cut)

I am gonna alter what you said so slightly bc teacher girlie is PROFESSIONAL and she has work/life boundaries… sometimes… let's say Annie does BEG you to come trick or treating with them and you have to break it to her that you definitely cannot do that but you hope she has the best time ever. “But miss y/n I want you to meet my doggy, he's coming with us. He's gonna be scooby doo! My daddy is shaggy, and I’m Daphne. He's trying to get my uncle George to be Fred, but he wants to have a party with my auntie Charli. They are gonna be-” You have to cut in before Annie gives you a detailed list of everyone she knows costumes (but also, isn't the Scooby gang iconic for them all?!). 

You, of course, have a pumpkin out and are waiting for trick-or-treaters and have the full-size chocolate bars because you always wanted to be that house. A knock at your door happens, and you come running to it in your Wizard of Oz costume. Who is behind that door but the whole Healy family? Matty just makes a noise of shock that he later over-thinks massively, “but Ross, it was such a weird noise. I basically choke-coughed at her. No stop laughing-” Ross eventually assures Matty you didn't notice. 

You did and later tease him about it when you finally get together, “I swear I had to actually bite the inside of my cheek to not laugh, it was so ridiculous” and Matty is like “Can you blame me?? You were in that cute little dress, and you had those plaits with the bows on the end. You were asking me to choke on thin air when you dress like that, sweetheart.” And you're like… “well I think I still have that costume in my wardrobe upstairs if you'd be interested in-”. Immediately, his face lights up, “WHICH ONE? THE BIG WARDROBE OR THE SMALL ONE?” he shouts whilst dragging you up the stairs as you giggle uncontrollably.

Anyway, sorry I got distracted, HALLOWEEN! They're reasonably late in the night, and somehow Matty gatherers himself enough to talk to you, “ohmygod hi!” he says and awkwardly waves, another moment he thinks about far too often (“Why couldn't I do anything normal around you.” and you reassure him “dont worry, babe. it was cute, I swear”) 

Annie perks up and shows you mayhem who just adores you, wagging his tail and you bend down to his level and he's licking all over your face and you just can't stop laughing, matty is mortified. “Oh god y/n I’m so sorry he isn't normally this friendly, very weird actually… but please just- oh mayhem please can you stop-” and he's tugging at the lead trying not to die of embarrassment.

You insist it is fine, and Annie begs you to walk him “Just for a little bit miss y/n! Because then you can see how strong he is and then how strong I am because I walk him all by myself” This comment has you looking at Matty behind her who just shakes his head, confirming that this, in fact, is not true and just another Annie exaggeration.

You agree, grab your bag and come to walk with them for a bit, only after confirming with Matty about 30 times that it's really okay, “are you sure I do not want to intrude” you ask and Matty just dies at your kind eyes looking up at him whilst cuddling mayhem.

“Of course! I'm sure Dorothy would be good friends with the Scooby gang. Please, walk with us” and he offers his hand to pull you up. It's the first time you've really touched, and god, the spark flying thing may seem like a fairytale, but you both swear in that moment that you actually get a shock from the touch. Of course, his hand lingers a little longer than necessary as you stare at each other just vaguely holding hands. Your brain catches up, and you start moving, but god, you wish that moment could've dragged on forever, as does Matty.

As soon as you and Matty get properly talking, you end up walking with them for a longgg time. One house in particular though makes a mistake that lives on in infamy in your relationship in the future.

“oh god, that one house that thought we were together, that moment was on replay in my head for weeks after. The idea that someone else could see us together just confirmed to me I was head over heels for you, and then sadly solidified that it couldn't happen after you corrected her and I was sharply reminded you were my daughter's teacher”

Maybe it's an older woman who opens the door and jumps at mayhem originally but is soon cooing over him and giving him milk bones, “What a pretty boy” and Annie is giggling and telling the woman all about her “horse dog” (nice reference btw bff anon I love u).

Soon, she looks up and actually addresses you and Matty, “Sorry! You must be mum and dad. What a lovely little girl you've raised, and what a beautiful couple you are! Reminds me of me and my husband, constantly talking and laughing” You and matty just stand there open-mouthed like fish for a good few seconds. Annie is, of course, laughing hysterically. You both stutter out explanations, “Oh no-” “Oh I'm actually her teacher. It's a funny story so they knocked and i was like-” Of course, the woman apologised profusely, but the comment haunts you and Matty for WEEKS.

Perhaps a few more people coo at your “lovely family” and perhaps you just… stop correcting them…

Cut to Matty talking to himself (and mayhem) at 3 a.m. in the kitchen whilst making tea, “No it's totally normal people thought that. Man + woman + child + dog = family. and so what we stopped correcting them?? That's normal too… We just got sick of it. And it's also fine that it made me feel weird. It was a weird situation. Anyone would get butterflies at someone saying they're a nice couple. Right, mayhem?” and Mayhem somehow gives him a look that says “Really?” and Matty sighs and nods.

I think this might be the moment he goes “fuck.” and realises he really does like you. And he just… freaks out. Calls Ross and talks a million miles an hour.

I'M SO SORRY I LITERALLY CANT SHUT UP, WHEN WILL I STOP?!

I am doing much better and I literally cannot believe someone likes my bullshit enough to read my posts, I am genuinely obsessed with you?!?! KEEP LURKING I LOVE IT! I LOVE YOU!!!

blurb masterlist here!!

[leoruby-draws]

hello hello hello

i just want to say i love your little drawings so much they're adorable and so full of life and everything feels exciting in them and i love how you draw and make really fun stuff for many of the minor characters, you're doing such a good job with them and it gives me so much joyy

Hi Hi Hi

Thanks for liking my stuff! Happy to bring you joy, drawing these brings me joy!

Also its fun to get into and draw minor characters because their reading lists are super short lol! But I like to give a little love to characters that most people might not know about, in fact here's some random drawings that I had in the back-burner for the past year! Never could find a chance to just post them:

Here's a cute drawing of Cyclone, Maxine Hunkle! Wanted to give her a cute costume makeover. Kinda has a magical girl look to it huh? Took a bit of inspiration from Ojamajo Doremi, but also she's meant to resemble Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz! Both the princess and the witch. I have a bit of idea of what I'm going do with her, but that's for later.

Got a drawing of Gan, Jason's friend from the Knight White books. Not sure if she exist in my Training Wheels au, but I like her a lot. Her rapport with Jason was fun to read.

Here it looks like the Outlaws are trying to recruit new members, from the Relative Heroes group, Damara Sinclaire (Allure) and Tyson Gilford (Blindside). They're not likely to join, preferring to stick with their own group. Just as well since Damara's powers might make things a rather chaotic, she doesn't need that drama in her life lol. Tho I like the thought of Tyson helping out now and then, his invisibility would be pretty useful.

Here's some random assortment of heroes, Ray Terrill the...Ray. Amethyst, tho top pic is uncolored (im lazy) but theres a Sailor Amethyst to make up for that.

There's the first Green Lantern (Alan Scott) with his kids,Jade (Jennifer Lynn Hayden) and Obsidian (Todd James Rice). Wonder why their babies here, de-aging mishap?

Jason and Toni gossip about their fellow teammates, and down below Jason decides to annoy a young Kyle Rayner. A universal constant!

Todd can't help but join in!

Also some cute father-son bonding! I sent this to someone else earlier, so imma just stick here too.

For a really minor character, here's Jay, Eddie and Rose meeting up with a very strange new friend!

And lastly here are the Metal Men, or should I say the mini-Metal Men. Read some comics about them, including a bit of silver age as well (they get destroyed pretty often, kinda funny ngl). I thought about what kinda sidekicks they could have, but I didn't want to look up metals or learn about metallurgy or chemistry or whatever. So I just made them smaller, its just temporary though, aren't they cute? Look at poor Copper, she just wants to join in!

Anyways, hope that wasn't too much, tagging all of this is gonna suck.

Sorry I haven't been posting, due to Tumblr being a pile of shit and trying give our stuff to ai websites. So I thought I would download nightshade and glaze, but that didn't work out at all (I got a new laptop but it still wont render for me at all). So I'm just gonna hope my opt-out in the settings will be enough for now. Sigh!

Hope you like all this anon, might be a while til I post again. Later!

[shredsandpatches]

Teatro la Fenice's new production of Mefistofele (with Alex Esposito in the title role) opens tonight so I've been seeing a lot of preview pics on the bird site, including this one and a video of the chorus from the end of this scene (which does look cool despite the schlubby costumes on the two leads, why are they putting Alex Esposito in sweatpants, come on, they put him in fishnets for Gounod!). ANYWAY it got me thinking about the various props I've seen used for the globe in "Ecco il mondo." For the uninitiated: this scene is set at Walpurgisnacht, the witches' sabbath and the primary event of the infernal social calendar. At one point the chorus presents their sexy demon overlord with a globe, symbolizing his mastery over the world and prompting Mefistofele's aria about the folly of humanity, at the end of which he smashes it. (The original libretto mentions a glass globe, and they did have sugar glass in the 1870s so I think that's probably what it would have been.)

Anyway, if you look at the video from later in the scene you can see that disco ball earth looks substantially redder and more burnt out by the end of the scene, a lighting effect which I am guessing takes place at the end of the aria. Which is pretty cool! I rather like that! Not as much as something that can go boom, but still pretty neat.

Other prop choices I've seen, roughly in order of how much I liked them:

Nothing (Festspielhaus Baden-Baden 2016, ft. Erwin Schrott). Come on. Why would you do it this way. I love this production quite a lot (and I actually otherwise really liked their Walpurgisnacht staging) but sometimes it makes questionable choices and this was one of them. Projecting equations all over the giant stage skull does not count. LET MEPH SMASH THINGS.

Giant blue lighted globe (I forget what production this was, but I saw this scene on youtube and couldn't find it when I looked just now). Pretty attractive visually, and stood out amid an otherwise red-dominated scene. Also the closest on this list to authorial intent (and, let's be real, Boito would certainly have used a lighted globe if it were possible to do safely at the time). However, you lose a lot of the impact if your singer has to carefully drop the prop globe into a trapdoor. This is kind of a common theme in this post and a principle by which I would abide: if you can't break it, use something else.

Cow heart (Bayerische Staatsoper 2015, ft. Rene Pape). Well, it's certainly creatively gross! I'll give it points for that. It was definitely not the worst idea this production had in re: Walpurgisnacht. But there are also a few problems: one is the destructibility issue outlined in the last entry. If you do something gross like that it's not gonna be as effective if it doesn't get to go splat, which obviously the prop cannot do. Another is that it doesn't really go with the symbolism of the aria (why is the world a cow heart, specifically?). A third is that the scene had already placed a bunch of writhing pregnant women downstage which made me worry that things were going to go a LOT darker than they actually did. I neither need nor want to see sacrificial baby yeeting in Mefistofele, but if your production is generally committed to maximum squalor, you probably shouldn't do anything that would make the audience imagine it and consequently doubt that commitment.

Paper globe (Teatro dell'Opera di Roma 2023, ft. John Relyea). A solid choice! He spikes it into an oil drum fire pit and and it makes a nicely scary-looking flame for an instant. It would have looked cooler if it were bigger, but it was definitely visually interesting (unlike most of the scene, alas; Relyea was typically fantastic but the director did not give him much to work with in this sequence beyond dressing him like Mussolini) and appropriately destructive.

Latex balloon (San Francisco Opera 1989, ft. Samuel Ramey). This one sometimes draws sniffs from opera purists for being cheap and tacky, but honestly that's entirely on-theme: behold the world! It's a piece of crap! This staging is iconic for a reason (it's on the cover of the dvd) and the simple balloon is satisfyingly destructible (Ramey dramatically stabs it with a very large pin), easy to bat around before destroying it, and inexpensive to replace. Full marks. Of course, this is a famous enough production that any other one that goes that route will probably be seen to be alluding to it.

Because I am obsessed with this opera and have an unattainable fantasy of directing it I have a lot of thoughts about all kinds of staging details, and so I would definitely return to the "inflatable earth" well, but distinguish it by getting Faust into the act: the second and third verse of the aria, after all, are about how dumb and generally shitty humans are. (And I think it's important for stagings of this sequence not to lose sight of him, which sometimes happens.) I'm picturing Meph dragging Faust up "onstage" and handing the globe off to him, as a representative of said dumb shitty humans (a lot of teasing interspersed with aggressive flirting going on here ofc). At the climactic "Ecco il mondo!" he flicks a finger in Faust's direction, and the globe explodes in his hands, to the great delight of the chorus. It's different, and it's a nice moment for making your singers cooperate in selling it (Faust, of course, has the more difficult job here since he'd have to play startled at a stage effect he is largely responsible for carrying off). My throughline for Mefistofele is that it's fundamentally a toxic, destructive love story that's still somehow weirdly ennobling for the participants on some level, and the Walpurgisnacht scene is a pivotal moment in that arc (it's where Meph's switch flips from "I want to win my wager" to "I want Faust") so that staging choice would be a another little thing that makes that relationship central.

[desultory-novice]

It's nice to see you back! (My condolences for the other character magnets though) How are you feeling?

Kanga! Nice to see you again too! (I'll set up a rescue mission for them soon. I just hope no one broke in the fall! A few of them have iffy parts: Gooey's tongue, Bandee's spear, Dark Meta in general.) 

I'm trying to keep my emotions in balance. It can be so powerfully stimulating to talk to people and get responses back that I so often get in over my head, forget my mental limits, then get hit with crushing regret for having said or promised too much.

Learning to set boundaries, say no/block when I need, and realize I don't need to be available for everyone all the time, nor be some kind of perfect fan without hot take opinions will be a new journey.

Otherwise... I have a concept for a Kirby anniversary pic that is definitely not getting done on time. An anniversary pic is on my art goals list so I'll probably do it later and post belatedly.

Oh, the next MariPav (the interlude between 5-6) is fully inked!!

I could release it now tbh, but I'm gonna hold back because I want to try something different. My art goal for MariPav was always that, by the time I reached the end, it ought to look like a REAL manga.

So I'm trying to use these 3 short pages to experiment with screen tone instead of the flat colors and slapdash grab bag-style effects. (Though...I might change course and go full color this story, since this is the last bit before the costume switch. We'll see!)

Lastly, this might be a bit crazy-sounding for someone who is just coming down from a huge attack of massive social anxiety, but I'm thinking of joining a certain big event that's going on too.

[thefandomenchantress]

A new Disventure Camp episode came out today!! I figured now would be a good time to list some of my thoughts. Not only on this episode in particular, but also on Hunter's whole situation.

I mostly liked Ashley this episode, which is good since it was her last, but there's this one point in the episode that bothered me a lot, that being how she blows up at Jake and Ally for not getting along...And then just immediately forgives Jake the next scene when he gets sad?

I don't care if they make up, that's not what I'm getting at, but I really wish Jake would've apologized and said something like: "I'm sorry, Ashley, you're always so supportive and I just keep messing things up. I--I should've blown up at Ally like that-" and then have Ashley forgive him. As it is, I got some severe whiplash by how it seemed like Ashley was having a falling out with Jake and Ally, genuinely being mad at them, only for that to just be forgotten a few minutes later. I understand that Ashley is a forgiving person, but it seems too extreme even for her to just forgive him without him doing anything but complain about Tom being close. That's just what I think, though.

I really liked the rest of the episode, besides that small nitpick. I was worried I wouldn't like Gabby as much if she became evil and a legitimate threat, since I liked her more cartoony demeanor. Luckily, my worry was misplaced, because Gabby is just as silly as ever, even if she is trying to be evil. She literally said she was going to make a costume with a cape and mask to be evil in like she's a Scooby-doo villain or something, I love her so much. Then again, Yul did say she was a "Tumblr girl" so maybe it makes sense that I like her haha. While Gabby is a threat now, the writers don't try to make you take her super seriously, which I appreciated. Non-serious villains are always my favorites.

Sadly, I got Ashley's elimination partially spoiled for me (someone replied to a comment I made on the YouTube trailer for the episode, saying something along the lines of, 'yeah she goes home :)' to someone else in the replies who speculated she would. The downside of your comment becoming popular I guess). But I still liked it and genuinely considered that the person might've been lying when the elimination ceremony started. That was a pretty good subversion of expectations, I really thought Aiden was a goner.

I've never been a big fan of Jake, and while I'm not desperate for him to go home...I'm kind of over him, if I'm being honest. I know he's supposed to be flawed and partially unlikeable, but personally I just can't deal with all his bullshit, it stresses me out. I've never been too invested in TomJake, so all that nonsense this season hasn't been too fun for me, I'll be honest. I understand why people like it, but it's just not for me, I suppose. At this point I'm thankful James got out early, so that at least there's no drama between him and Aiden (yet). Most of the relationships this season are going downhill, haha. Except for Ally and Tess (please bring the polycule back I miss it it's one of the only polycule representations I've ever seen in media PLEASE--).

(Now starting the Hunter section. if you don't want to hear my insane ramblings about him, turn back.)

...I don't know when I'm going to make another post about Disventure Camp so I'm gonna vent about Hunter here, too. He was technically mentioned this episode, so it's totally relevant that I talk about him, right? Right.

Hunter was my favorite in season 2. I honestly don't know why, since he's pretty bland all things considered. Usually, I like the zany characters. I think it was him repeatedly failing to befriend Tess that pulled me in, since I can never resist a...Boyfailure? I think that's the internet term for it.

But this season I was just...NOT into his characterization. And as far as I've seen, I'm in the minority with that opinion, since I've seen a lot of people say they like him more now. The main line of reasoning I've seen is, "He was boring in season 2, and I liked him better in All-Stars because they gave him flaws."

And...I don't agree. I'm fine with them 3-dimentionaliszing his character, I agree that he was pretty flat before in terms of characterization. Actually, I'd love if they gave him some flaws! What if they highlight how bad he is at making connections/alliances with anyone other than Ally and Tess? They kind of do this by making Fiore be on his team and showing how his strategy of "win challenges to stay in the game" completely falls apart when he can't win challenges. And I thought that was all fine and good.

The thing I don't like is how they decided one of his main flaws should be being a not-good boyfriend. Which just doesn't feel right to me? His whole thing in season two was offering emotional support to Ally and Tess, and now they spin it so that he isn't paying proper attention to Ally or what she says, not grabbing her Switch, not listening to her when she talks about her games, etc.. I'm fine with Ally and Hunter having relationship troubles, but...I don't know, I guess I'm just a little mad they took his compassion away. He just seems a lot angrier and more mean-spirited this go around. He's not fun to watch. I think I have a good example to prove what I mean.

In the Secret-revealing episode of season 2, one of Ally's secrets is that she yelled at a group of children until they cried because they were using cheats in a game she was playing, and her excuse for doing so is that she was stressed. The writers bashing Ally aside, Hunter says something like, "Do you always yell at children when you're stressed?" in response, showing that even though he hasn't met those children who were doing something wrong, he doesn't think lashing out at them was okay.

...Meanwhile season 3 Hunter is yelling and lashing out at Fiore, a child, the whole time he's in the game. I know it's not exactly the same, Fiore is a bit of a demon-child, and Hunter was, ironically, stressed, but still. He seems so much more competitive and not as nice as he used to be. Being chill used to be his default, but now it's a sort of aggressiveness that just doesn't mesh with the original Hunter in my mind.

...I recently read that something happened behind the scenes that helped create this change in characterization, but as someone who wasn't aware of that when the first episodes aired and became upset when he was changed, I really would've liked to at least have an in-universe explanation instead of this just happening. Because until I read that information, I thought they changed him just because they thought the audience didn't like him much in season two. In short, I thought it was a needless retcon and became upset when there was no explanation for the change. If the behind-the-scenes stuff was a big enough deal that they wanted to change him like this without in-universe explanation...I might've preferred them just not using him at all. Then again, the season's not over. So I guess it's a little unfair of me to assume anything yet.

Anyways, that's all just my opinion. Feel free to share your thoughts or tell me why you think I'm being too dramatic about Hunter, haha. I feel like I'm one of very few season-two-Hunter enjoyers, so I'm not expecting that to be a super popular take. I'm just mopey that he changed, I guess.

[mcgnagallsarmy]

Spuffy style Reading Challenge - #20: A Fic A Week

So this is gonna be a looong list, be prepared!

A Fic With More Than 200k Words

West of the Moon, East of the Sun by KnifeEdge [NC-17]

I keep having the strangest dream. Every night it's the same thing: a dark room, a big bed, and a silent vampire that I can feel, but not see. I'd be wigged, except it's just a dream, right? It'll be a cold day in hell before I ever willingly sleep with a vampire again...

Fic You Haven’t Read by Author You Love

Seven by Holly [NC-17]

It's been months since Willow almost ended the world, and a tense summer has turned into an ominous fall in Sunnydale. Spike is back from wherever and acting weirder than usual, a new threat is rising that—for once—doesn't seem to stem from the hellmouth, and Buffy has no idea who to trust or what to believe. She also doesn’t have the luxury of time to figure it out. Some things never change.

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You Learn by bramcrackers [Adult Only]

When Buffy learns about Angel’s history with Drusilla, she can’t ignore how he seems to keep everything about his past to himself unless forced. How can she love someone she doesn’t even know? A trip to a local mage later, she’s plunged headfirst into Angel’s entire sordid history in a series of visions. And dealing with all of that would have been a hell of a lot easier if Spike hadn’t somehow been pulled into it, happy to add the color commentary.

You Can Read in a Day

Fool me Once by Miss Marisol [NC-17]

Some weeks after Something Blue: When Tara helps Buffy find out the horrible truth - that Willow (with Xander's approval) has been dosing her with love potions, so that she thinks she loves Riley- she is furious. She is going to get her revenge on Willow and Xander in the most hurtful way she can think of – by dating someone they desperately wanted her to stay away from...

Fic About a Difficult Topic

Blip by Holly [R]

She lives a life where everything is chosen for her. But not this.

Recommended by a Friend

Hung Up by kats_meow [NC-17]

What if instead of fast food Buffy got a job as a phone sex worker at a new establishment in Sunnydale?

Fic That Will Make You Cry

Future Perfect by Sigyn [R]

“I only show the truth,” the creature said. “The truth of the future. How you feel about it is all your own.” “What future?” Buffy demanded. “What are you talking about?” The demon smiled. “You’ll see soon enough.”

Fic Published in 2012

Who We Used To Be by sweetprincipale [Adult Only]

A short Spuffy, just a small scene from a life that should have been given a second chance. Set after Angel S. five, acting as if no comic series or novels occurred. Consider this an alternate universe, it'll be easier.

Fic Published in 2022

Something Blue's Clues by cawthraven [PG-13]

Willow is just fed up with the way Buffy and Spike act around each other. What are they, five?

A Genre You Don’t Usually Read - POV

A Small Boat on the Ocean by sandy_s [PG-13]

Buffy and Spike are settled in New Orleans and decide to start a family in a realistic way (as realistic as you can get in Buffyverse). Post-NFA, Buffy POV.

Based on a Children’s Classic

Little Red Riding Hood & The Big Bad Wolf by Twinkles [R]

A fairy-tale, of sorts. Response to a challenge by hcconn: Buffy gets her little red riding hood costume at Ethan's instead of the Victorian dress.

Banner With Your Favorite Color

Dreamscape by Holly [NC-17]

While her nights are occupied fighting evil, her dreams are haunted by a devastatingly sexy if not totally evil vampire. But how thin is the line between dreams and reality? More importantly: how thin does she want it to be?

Young Adult Fiction

Golden Hour by kennedynoelle [R]

Spike never came to Sunnydale during the first few seasons. The first time Buffy sees him is during The Harsh Light of Day, sunbathing on campus adorned with the Gem of Amara. Oh no, she thinks, the pit of her stomach dropping and sending tinglies all over, he's hot. They start dating, Buffy unaware that her new boyfriend is a member of the undead. Of course, she has to find out eventually...

First Story in a Trilogy

Wrong Place, Perfect Time by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

Buffy, a successful lawyer, and William, an excellent detective, are sneaking into the LA Archives and Records Center at the last minute on Halloween day. They’re also both on the phone, and don’t notice that the elevator they’re stepping into might have a few problems. Will they get to know each other once they get stuck inside, or will they be at each other’s throats sooner than William can say “pet” and Buffy can say “sexist jerk”?

Second Story in a Trilogy

Nemesis by Holly [NC-17]

Book II of the Yellow Brick Road series. While trying to cope with mixed feelings and brewing resentment over the fact that Spike screwed her and vanished, Buffy finds herself increasingly suspicious about Faith's close relationship with Angel. Just as things can't get any more confusing, a blond vampire she was sure she would never see again decides that it's time.

Third Story in a Trilogy

Intimate by Holly [R]

He was mesmerized by her heartbeat.

Dystopian Fic

The Footprints Left Behind by Willow91 [NC-17]

In the wake of an unknown attack on the American Frontier and the subsequent loss of contact with the friends they still had stateside, Buffy and Xander sneak into the country and begin a long, dangerous journey to find old friends and the source of the near apocalypse before it spreads throughout the rest of the world.

Award-Winning Fic

Not Dead by Herself [NC-17]

Soon after her resurrection, Buffy gets turned. Spike tries to help her adjust.

Set in the Decade Before You Were Born

A Different Kind of Hell by OffYourBird [NC-17]

Jumping through Glory's tower portal, Buffy and Spike find themselves in a hell dimension they never expected. One that looks suspiciously like 1880's London. Will they find a way back home? Will the truth behind William the Bloody at last make itself known? Will Buffy ever stop butchering the Queen's English? Join them and find out. Starts off at the end of "The Gift."

Historical Fiction From A Favorite Time Period

The Darkling by OffYourBird [NC-17]

When Buffy’s quest to get Spike returned to her is fulfilled in an unexpected way, she finds herself in a complicated relationship with an intrigued master vampire who isn’t the man she loves, but who might be someday… if she can convince him to step out of the dark.

Classic You’ve Never Read

Charms of the Clarion by Eurydice [NC-17]

When the Council approaches Buffy with an offer she can't refuse, she finds herself in another world, with Spike as her necessary partner. Set early Season 5.

A Fic That Will Keep You Up All Night

Almost Paradise by Holly [NC-17]

When presented with the opportunity to magically alter the world she lives in, Buffy knows there are a lot of very good reasons why she shouldn't seize it, but figures things can't get worse. She's wrong.

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Grace by Soulburnt [NC-17]

In the aftermath of 'Dead Things,' Buffy fears that Spike has dusted.  She doesn't think she can survive the world she's been pulled back into without him.  When she finds he's alive, Buffy takes a chance at reclaiming her own life by sharing her time, words... and even her blood.

Set in Your Home State - I’ll amend this to Europe

Just to Reach You by Sunalso [R]

Post-Series. Spike and Buffy have been a couple for almost two years. The honeymoon is over and together they're discovering they still have a lot to learn about themselves, each other, and how this whole "normal" relationship thing works.

You Once Started But Never Finished

These Violent Delights by Touchstoneaf [Adult Only]

Part 2 of the Something Wicked series  (S5, beginning with "Buffy vs Dracula") Spuffy have been together for a while now. Things have been great. The Scoobies have more or less accepted the reality of their couplehood, Spike finally has his own place, so there’s plenty of thoroughly excellent shag-time, and college is kind of fun when you have a worldly, undead tutor to poke fun at your instructors and help you remember your lessons with fascinating anecdotes or, when that fails, incredibly memorable sexy-times. Life is actually, like, bordering on good. But then Mr. Eurovamp 2000 blows into town and causes a bunch of jealousy. And then Buffy starts having a bunch of crappy Slayer dreams about glowy purply stuff. And Dawn is going off the hook even more than usual, and Mom is acting weird… And, as if there’s not enough to deal with, Buffy’s pretty sure that idiot Riley Finn is still lurking around town trying to come up with a reason to shoot her boyfriend… Buffy should have known things couldn’t stay yummy for long. She probably would have started to worry if it had.

With a One Word Title

Called by Dusty [PG-13]

A slayer, a vampire and how they called through the years.

A Fairy Tale Retelling

Ever Just As Sure by lafillesauvage [R]

Because there can never be enough Spuffy retellings of ‘Beauty and the Beast’.

A Fic Set in High School or Durig the High School Years

Beneath the Surface by The Danish Bird [NC-17]

Spike returns a little earlier to find his gem. The mayor decides that shooting Angel with a poison, which only Slayer blood can cure, is simply too risky for his Faith. And suddenly, Buffy finds herself locked up in a strange underground room in the company of her mortal enemy and the vampire who just broke her heart. But maybe it isn’t all bad. Maybe, this way, Angel will see that this idea about leaving for her own good is bad. Right? Spike, he just wants to get out, but if that’s out of the question, well then at least he’s going to try to have some fun! Starts out right after The Prom and before Graduation Day pt.I.

Fic Set in Another Country

Encapsulated by BillieLiar [NC-17]

“Hotel. I was supposed to have a hotel. This is so not a hotel.” “They’re called capsule hotels, luv, they’re getting common lately.”

Reread a Favorite Fic

Right Next (Door) to You by talesofstories [PG] - this is an all human story

“Why don’t you and Spike just move in together?” “Because that would be really weird? We’re neighbors and friends, Dawn; it’s not like we’re dating.” Buffy firmly ignored Dawn’s muttered, “You could have fooled me.” (Buffy and Spike are neighbors, best friends, confidants. What they aren't is dating. Which is the one thing that everyone assumes they are doing.)

On Your To-Read List the Longest

You Don't Know What You've Got by lex_hex [NC-17]

The Rwasundi demon summoned by the Trio sends Buffy back in time to the moment that Anya's power center is destroyed. Navigating the implications of time travel, Buffy gets to revisit some past events with a new perspective and lots of foresight.

A Fic About Travel

A Matter Of Taste by Twinkles [Adult Only]

A potentially horrifying story of lust, blood and hunger when the world turns inside out. Set shortly before Buffy vs Dracula; Riley left town at the end of S4.

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Pet by Sigyn [Adult Only]

Spike and Buffy have been living happily together for what seems like forever, but fate has a sick sense of humor. Buffy finds herself caught in the wrong body, in the wrong time, needing the assistance of a purely evil Spike. Now she must attempt to forge their trust anew, when the dynamic isn’t that of slayer and redeemed, but only that of vampire... and victim.

Crime or Mystery

Liebestod by Iamblichus [NC-17]

They really should have known the First Evil wasn't done with them after Sunnydale... Enter: Time-travel, mysterious prophesies, and lots of poetry. BtVS Post-Season 7; Angel AU Season 5. All's well that ends well.

Science Fiction - I count time travel stories as sci-fi

Someday by Sunalso [NC-17]

AU. The world is broken, but Buffy is given seven days to make it better. Does saving humanity mean letting go of the one thing she wants, or grabbing on to it with both hands?

2022 New Release

One Step Away by violettathepiratequeen [PG]

Spike knows the way she dances. Not even Faith in Buffy's body can fool him.

The First Fic in a Series

Tutor by Holly [NC-17]

Buffy has a certain set of skills: staking vampires, slaying demons, preventing the apocalypse, and chasing off men after a single night. That last thing could stand being crossed off her list. Fortunately, she knows just the man—err, vamp—to help.

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Holding On to You by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

Spike is a non-ghost in Angel’s not-so-shiny new law firm, haunted by a terrifying hell. But in his pocket, he has the note Buffy left him in the stranger’s house in Sunnydale, the one from the best night of his life. Will her words be too little, or will they help him hold on to what they’d had those last nights?

An Inspirational Story

The Girl Who Courted Death by OffYourBird [NC-17]

Due to a misfortune of genetics, Buffy is never Called as a Slayer. Instead, she grows up in L.A. with a different set of challenges and trials, unaware of the supernatural world. That is, until a chance encounter with the Slayer of Slayers changes her life—and everything afterward—forever.

[connanro]

i’m sure someone has made this list before. but i’ve recently reread the robin (1993-2009) comics and realised how Batshit Crazy tim’s time as robin was. here’s a list of major events that happened during his tenure:

obeah man???: still not clear on exactly what happened here, but his parents are both poisoned, resulting in his mom’s death and his dad’s long-term coma.

knightfall/knightquest/knightsend: the iconic arc when bane breaks bruce’s back and azrael (derogatory) temporarily becomes batman then quickly goes off the rails and tries to kill tim, forcing him to go solo and work with huntress (hashtag girlboss) before bruce returns and handles azrael

contagion: the incurable Apocalypse Virus™ threatens to wipe out gotham city and tim naturally catches it and nearly dies before bruce returns with The Cure

the final night: a sun-eater tries to Eat The Sun. tim meets impulse! robin and spoiler defend gotham city on their own during the crisis! tim’s girlfriend’s crazy mafia uncle tries to kill him after finding them in bed together (not doing the sexy. but it looked like they were gonna do it.)

cataclysm: a massive earthquake levels half of gotham, throwing the city into crisis and causing some problems in tim’s personal life as his father relocates them to keystone briefly before tim’s misery convinces him to move them back to gotham

no man’s land (a personal favourite): gotham’s post-earthquake crisis worsens and the government decides that the best solution is to declare it no man’s land. shockingly, this causes Even More Problems. there’s a whole thing where tim’s dad realises tim snuck off into the city, and the news about it makes people sympathetic enough to gotham’s (cough a rich white family’s) plight that the government decides to actually help. cass becomes batgirl!

young justice/teen titans drama!: so much went on here. i don’t even know where to begin. the whole imperiex/our worlds at war apocalyptic crisis. tim quits young justice after the thing where the justice league discovers batman’s Super Paranoid Contingency Plans™ causes the team to distrust him. he returns to the team, which is disbanded after a team-up with the titans goes badly. the teen titans is formed. general fuckery involving tim’s civilian life!

unmasked: tim’s dad finds out he’s robin, confronts batman in the batcave with a gun and forces tim to quit. steph becomes robin and cuts off contact with tim. superboy tries to convince tim to come back to teen titans, but tim insists that he’s Totally Happy Just Being A Civilian, Kon. Really. He’s Less Stressed Now That He’s Not Dealing With Constant Crises! (lying)

war games: oh god. we all know this one. gang war! gotham in peril! steph dies! tim meets evil!future batman!tim who murdered the entire rogue gallery with the gun that killed bruce’s parents. tim seriously considers killing himself to prevent this future.

identity crisis: a Mysterious Villain begins targeting families of the justice league. because tim is not allowed to have anything remotely nice, his dad is murdered (by captain boomerang, which is frankly adding insult to injury). tim invents an uncle to avoid getting adopted by bruce (really, kid? really?). bruce finds out and helps him solidify the fake uncle's identity (bruce no)

robin: to kill a bird: jason todd returns all crazy and nearly kills tim at titans’ tower (dressed in a version of his robin costume) and signs his name in tim’s blood. theatre kid much, jason?

infinite crisis: c’mon dc, you’ve done like four world-ending crises in the last decade. chill your goddamn tits. the teen titans, doom patrol, and justice society of america team up to take down superboy prime. normal superboy dies due to the fight, despite tim’s desperate attempt to find a cure. also bludhaven got nuked and tim’s stepmother gets a traumatic brain injury and is permanently hospitalised. then bruce, tim, and dick go on vacation and tim accepts bruce’s offer to adopt him! yay!

one year later: cass is briefly evil! the league of assassins tries to recruit tim, who barely escapes with his life after turning them down. then he goes a little crazy with grief, tries to clone kon, and has a brief relationship with extreme violence before deciding to break it off.

the resurrection of ra’s al ghul: damian arrives in gotham! and tries to kill tim multiple times! ra’s tries to seduce tim to the Dark Side with the promise of resurrecting his parents! tim refuses! ra’s tries to force bruce to sacrifice either tim or damian to become his new host body! tim tries to sacrifice himself but is convinced by dick to Not Do That at the last minute!

batman r.i.p.: bruce dies, but not really! fun times!

battle for the cowl: i like to pretend this doesn’t exist, because it is Stupid As Fuck. jason nearly kills tim again, but damian (!) rescues him.

red robin: dick makes damian robin. the end!

but not really

and then of course the whole red robin series (which i love) is just like. tim is passively suicidal! tim loses an entire important organ while working with the loa! tim becomes ceo of wayne enterprises then blows up the loa and ra’s almost kills him! tim is nearly raped by one of ra’s’ daughters because ra’s really wants tim’s babies! this is not dealt with at all!!! love that for him

[just-a-floofy-catt]

I took a bit of a break from posting cus im tired as balls atm lmao

But i wanted to atleast chuck something out today so heres the ref/original idea sheet of Avery, my fnaf sb self-insert/oc from a while ago :)

(Ive already kinda shown this b4 but now it just looks nicer)

(And has all the writing stuff below the pic in this post)

Also here's some bonus info on him and his role and all :)

• Hes a trans dude (he/they pronouns) that "is built like a twink and dresses like a femboy" (quote from my friend lmao), and has an extremely ambiguous voice - British accent btw (grew up in the UK, he moved over to his current residence and lives w a roommate who was his online friend).

• Hes can occasionally be a lil bit of a freak behind the scenes XD. Has indulged in alot of fanfiction, draws some questionable stuff for money and also generally can have pretty crude and vulgar humor sometimes lmao.

• Hes pretty creative with a long ass list of hobbies. Loves fashion and costumes, is an artist, avid sewer and just generally loves making things with his hands in his spare time (100% brings his crochet to work XD)

• Has almost crippling anxiety about literally almost everything.

• Hes very polite and tolerates alot of bullshit to avoid conflict, but inside he is 100% raging with the heat of 1000 suns despite the fact hes outwardly shaking enough to be practically vibrating. He will definitely talk shit about the situation to himself in great, excruciating, dramatic detail with alot of angry cursing later and then probably cry about it.

• The boi is a little try-hard that will do their job above minimum effort in order to get praise, or out of fear for getting in trouble.

• Hes typically empathetic to a fault and a straight up (un)qualified therapist.

• Oh, also, hes a raging insomniac.

- First got the job because art commissions were a little slow and, hey, a more reliable source of money at the time wouldnt hurt.

- He was always kinda curious about the place because the scary stories about it were fun to pick apart and he loved the designs of all the animatronics (pft furry).

- He showed up to the interview scared shitless but they hired him almost on the spot, much to his confusion, as he was probably less than entirely qualified for this sort of job.

- From his very first day, he showed up pushing the dress code XD. But, he was indeed wearing the uniform, so he was technically following the rules(THEY COULDNT DO SHIT TO HIM 🥰) (well they could) (but the understaffing issue was more prioritised).

- His coworkers genuinely have no fucking clue how he manages to give enough of a shit to put that much stuff on every morning. The fits are always very over the top, considering all he had to do was put the damn uniform on, but alas, he usually showed up in head to toe accessories and such. It's honestly the best way he can make himself go into work. If he's gonna work a kinda shitty job that doesn't fit his schedule that well and have to do it on barely any sleep, THEN FUCK YEAH HES GONNA DO IT WHILE LOOKIN GOOD. Thats his philosophy on it, atleast XD.

- At first while he settles into the job hes just given shifts in general areas, working joint shifts with more trained security guards or maintenance people or animatronic handlers (those were his favourites. He always got excited like a little kid when getting to see any of the animatronics) to get him used to the place.

Fazbear ent. Was clearly desperate for employees as they were almost always understaffed, but it seemed that they weren't willing to give many employees a strict job role. Rather, expecting them to be a jack of all trades as to try and fix that little issue.

This also happened to apply to Avery, explaining why he was given such oddly scattered and different jobs to settle him in.

- Even as he did start becoming independent, this didnt much change.

One night he could be watching security cameras in the office, the next he could be counting stock at a gift shop, the next he could be helping out with minor maintenance tasks on the robots (despite his ZERO FUCKING KNOWLEDGE ON THEM. Great job there Faz.Ent. Oh well. As time went on he did get atleast a little accustomed to it and managed not to electrically fry his no-robotics-degree-having ass. And he also gained a bestie in the Parts and Services Department, so that was pretty helpful too).

Shit was pretty damn good.

- Thats when they 'suddenly' decide that daycare security is necessary. Something about parents becoming increasingly weary of the odd 'Daycare Attendant' animatronic.

With Avery being their newest hire and most likely to agree to take the position, he immediately gets targeted.

- Now, Avery isnt fond of kids.

Theyre annoying little shits.

So the second he hears 'daycare' hes like "fuck no".

Not to mention that his uh... 'look' (that management had still protested until eventually giving up) would probably set off some entitled mothers or something, and he'd rather not have parents screaming in his face about it.

- Alas, hes eventually convinced into it, under the condition that he gets to stay behind the security desk and not be bothered at all.

- Theyve had security there before, after a few... incidents... but it seemed like they were putting him on a more long term intended job.

- Turns out, from what he can gather from coworkers, a few people have been assigned to the daycare in the past for multiple different roles, but noone really enjoyed it and everyone avoided the place as much as possible. Sun just generally freaked everyone out with that weird... desperation he always had (which was definitely a part of what the parents had also been complaining about) and Moon just scared them all shitless, with the night security guards always looking over their shoulder in hopes of not crossing patrol with him. Noone really downright hated them, some even felt sympathy, but most were just too unsettled to interact with them.

- Avery, being a bit of a pussy, is even further put off from the job by these sentiments.

However, he perseveres and dresses his best to try and convince himself that itd be fine (aka, that if he died atleast hed die pretty).

- The daycare actually had its own themed uniform alongside the plain guard uniform, as did alot of other places in the pizzaplex. However, since the employees were given a choice, basically everyone chose to not don the more whimsical fits, and instead just use their badge to show the specific job or branch they were supposed to be legally assigned to.

- Avery, on the other hand, fucking lived for that shit. XD

Styled it like a girlboss and walked into work at exactly 6.30am, 30 minutes before the daycare opened, prepared to look perfectly the part for his job.

- When he walked into the daycare (he avoided the slide... hm.. maybe if he ever has a night shift here....) and the lights were already on and bright enough to blind a bitch.

Oh well, their electric bill, not his problem.

- He immediately settled behind the desk, planning to keep his ass planted there for the next few hours with one earbud in, hidden under his hair, as he would halfheartedly watch the kids.

But...

Something felt off.

Really fucking weird.

He was definitely being *watched*.

Observed.

Ugh, creepy.

He ignored it, blaming it on lack of sleep.

And thats about as far as i got plan wise for his lil plotline XD

Yippee

[kinky-candyland]

I found a Kinktober prompt list for 2022 on Twitter. It was made by Kinktober 2022. I am wanting to join in, but some won’t get posted until much later if at all because I get uncomfortable writing stuff like that. I’ll update this post with links when I get each story posted.

Here’s the prompts and ships I’m gonna use (Yes, they are all x reader stories. That’s my forte.):

* Oct. 1- Masturbation | Breathplay | Body Modification - Boba Fett x reader

* Oct. 2- Daddy & Mommy | Fucking Machine | Rimming - Cara Dune x reader x Din Djarin

* Oct. 3- Fisting | Stuck in wall | Sweat - Scarlet Witch x reader

* Oct. 4- Double penetration in one hole | Sex Toys | Spanking - Fennec Shand x reader

* Oct. 6- Panties & Lingerie | Chastity | Stripping - Vision x reader

* Oct. 7- Incest | Buttjob | Lactation - Natasha Romanoff x reader

* Oct. 8- Deepthroating & Facesitting | Praise Kink | Costumes - Boba Fett x reader

* Oct. 20- Double penetration in two holes | Overstimulation | Edgeplay - Boba Fett x reader x Din Djarin

* Oct. 21- Size Difference | Crossdressing | Body Worship - AG!Peter Parker x reader

* Oct. 23- Cockbulge | Hate Sex | Deepthroating & Facesitting - Din Djarin x reader

* Oct. 24- Three or moresome | Bukkake | Gore - Din Djarin x reader x Boba Fett

* Oct. 25- Mirror Sex | Collaring | Uniform - Jango Fett x reader

* Oct. 26- Non or dubcon | Petplay | Leather & Latex - Natasha Romanoff x reader

* Oct. 30- Master & Slave | Teratophilia | Titfucking - Scarlet Witch x reader (ft. Gorath)

* Oct. 31- Combination of any of the above, or free day - Surprise

[firepony67]

Part 3 of scenes from utsukare eternal!! This is less favorite scenes now and just bits that I remember enjoying, so that I can come back and reminisce about the movie in the however-many-months before it comes out on DVD.

I’m very sorry to anyone who wants a more cohesive view of the movie, my brain is too chaotic to do a step by step summary, but @anotherblblog did an actual recap/summary. My posts are more like a diary of my own scattered thoughts, because I’m used to my tumblr posts being basically just me talking to myself.

Once again, SPOILER WARNING

First of all, and I’m not putting this on the list officially, but just Kiyoi’s outfits in general!! Stunning, amazing fashion as usual, he’s just gorgeous and his clothes are amazing. Also Anna’s costumes were also fantastic- the monochrome black, widow-ish looks really suited her!

1. Kiyoi and Anna’s manager being incredibly overworked all the time. That man never stops scrambling around frantically, it’s honestly kinda hilarious but also I feel bad for him. I mean he did have to deal with 2 serious “scandals” in a very short amount of time, including Anna with her boyfriend and then a fake scandal of Anna and Kiyoi dating, plus they don’t seem to have any other staff other than the boss dealing with the two actors (kind of bad planning if you ask me, especially given how famous Anna supposedly is).

2. Kind of part of one of my previous favorite scenes- when Anna and her boyfriend are reuniting, Anna is hiding at first and then Hira or Noguchi (Hira’s cameraman boss) tells the boyfriend something like “there’s someone here who wants to see you/talk with you” and the camera pans dramatically to some tulle curtains beautifully draped over an entranceway. And you think it’s gonna be Anna appearing out of the fabric but then Kiyoi just pokes his head out with the cutest expression. And when I tell you the disappointment and wtf energy on the boyfriend’s face was so strong 😂. But then Kiyoi is just like- oh sorry- and shuffles over awkwardly to stand next to Hira so that Anna could get her proper dramatic entrance. It was so cute.

3. The opening scene. Beautifully pastel scene of Hira and Kiyoi waking up (naked) in their bed, and Hira rolling over to cuddle Kiyoi, complete with kind of hazy/dreamy lighting, calming atmospheric music, and a tulle curtain/veil thing covering both of them to add to the dreamlike feel. Some people in the mydramalist comments didn’t like the veil thing, because it was kind of just functioning as a call back to a scene in the series and didn’t actually serve a purpose or make any sense in the movie 😅. And that’s a valid point, but honestly I’m perfectly fine with doing things purely for the aesthetics. Sometimes, artistic choices aren’t super logical lol. It was a beautiful scene, and frankly it’s not too far fetched to me that Hira and Kiyoi might cover themselves with a pretty curtain like that while sleeping together simply for the vibes 👍

4. Hira and Kiyoi apartment hunting together 😭😭 Although obviously Hira’s house is the best, it was so cute to see them going around together thinking about the things they needed in a home (Kiyoi’s list including a bathtub I think, referencing the earlier bathtub steamy scene 🫢). It was so cute how Hira zooms into the kitchen to test out how cooking for them would feel, acting out looking into the living room area to make sure he would be able to see Kiyoi while making food! The domestic fluff!! I’m so soft 🥺

5. Okay I know that Anna’s obsessive fan turned out to be awful later, but I honestly really liked his and Hira’s introduction. It was painfully awkward, but the way they bonded over their shared fan interests and devotion to their idols was honestly really sweet, and then how they cautiously shook hands afterwards- I was kind hoping Hira would gain a friend with a similar personality to him, but instead he gained an enemy that he would later try to murder for hurting Kiyoi and then subsequently almost be murdered by. So that’s fun 🙃