#mew hen

[ghostedrider]

you said you kill ppl? haha wooow thats crazy wooooaawww

[0wllight]

ive had like 2 category 5 white people moments in the past two weeks i need a break i think

[angeltism]

🐭 it’s not even about you being scary i just keep forgetting if we’re genuinely mutuals or if i just follow you

ooo fair. uhh if i rated mist kibty thennnn uu are also 🐱 to me. yayaya

[xiaofiaan]

I need to turn into a spider and scuttle off into a dark corner like right now maybe then I'd be normal

[mochinomnoms]

Hello I saw your event and got interested! I was wondering if you could do #24 with Idia (romantic, fluff, and suggestive if possible) with fem!reader?

idia shroud x f!reader [tags] – romantic, fluff, suggestive [wc} – 3, 241 prompt 24: “I'm so happy that you confessed first.” “Why?” “If I had to dig out another hydrangea petal from my teeth, I was gonna lose it.” notes - the only way to write idia is kind pathetic like a wet cat. i love pathetic men a floral inconvenience

According to legend, a Japanese emperor gave blue hydrangeas to the girl he loved, to apologize for neglecting her and to show how much he really cared for her. Their petal shape resembles a beating heart. 

Idia thinks that he was cursed in a past life for doing something awful. Maybe he kidnapped someone’s kid and tried to kill them. Maybe he tried to overthrow the gods and take over himself, but failed miserably. Or maybe, worst of all: broke someone’s limited-edition, vintage Tokyo Mew Mew Ichigo figurine. 

He sure as the underworld that he did something, why else would he be puking up hanahaki flowers like some cringey Canon x Reader fanfic? 

“Big Bro! You really should go to the school infirmary, the petals and stems can cause irritation and damage to the trachea and nasopharynx if not treated properly!”

Ortho was currently hovering over him, fretting like a mother hen over her chick. How ironic, Idia thought as he picked at the petals still in his teeth, it was for the little brother to be caring for the elder. 

“Why do that when I can just have the school delivery bots bring me medicine. Then I won’t have to interact with anyone, I’d literally DIE if anyone saw me like this…”

Especially if the Prefect saw him. The image of her sweet face, and beaming smile…like a scene from a shoujo manga, flooded his mind. He could practically hear her voice, full of concern, asking, “Are you okay, Idia?”

Idia fell into a sneezing fit, petals flying from his mouth and nose as his sneezes continued, one after the other, until he was also thrown into a hoarse, wet-sounding cough. 

“Big Bro! That’s it, you’re going to the nurse!” Ortho, despite being quite small, grabbed Idia by the back of his striped pajama shirt, much like one grabs a wet cat by the scruff of its neck. 

“UUuuuuuuuuuughghuguguguhidonwannaaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHh!” Idia cried out in a whiney, high-pitched tone. 

His brother, perhaps taking pity on his brother, took the shortcut to the infirmary, cutting directly pass the buildings and fields as Idia’s arms and legs loosely flew like cooked spaghetti noodles. Flying through the window that Nurse Goethel often kept open for fresh air, Ortho plopped Idia into a spare bed, who collapsed like a ragdoll into the thin mattress. 

“I’ll go check you in with the Nurse, I’ll be right back, please make yourself comfortable Idia!”

Idia gave a muffled grumble as a response, shoving his face further into the hard surface of the bed with a sense of dread. He could hear Ortho speak with Goethel at her desk. 

Well, he thought, at least she won’t see me looking all gross and lovesick like some normie—

“Idia, oh my god, are you sick?” 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—”

A shrill, ear-splitting shriek left his mouth as the flames of his hair blew up into a blazing hot pink. Idia bolted him, a sharp pain hitting the top of his head as he heard you yelp. As he rubbed the pained spot, Idia noticed that you too were rubbing your chin. Oh Sevens, he hit your chin with his big, stupid head. 

“Ooowwwww, damn Idia, you hit hard…” you hissed, though you gave him a sweet smile in reassurance. 

“It’s fine, I shouldn’t have scared you…though why are you covered in flowers?”

Idia froze, debating on whether or not he should open his mouth and potentially say something damning, or just stay quiet and hope you’d just get weirded out and leave. 

“Because he’s an idiot who didn’t come to immediately see me at the first petal cough!” 

The nurse came up to Idia with a disapproving glare, handing you a clipboard and pen before slipping on a clean pair of gloves. 

“Prefect, please check the boxes for every symptom I find. I believe I know what it is, but we need to check all our bases.” 

Idia peeked at you from the corner of his eye as you smiled at him, waving your fingers as the nurse whispered a spell to turn her magic pen into a makeshift flashlight. 

“Now, open up and say ‘ah’ so I can see what those flowers are doing to you.” 

Following her instructions, Idia tried his best to be a cooperative and willing patient, if just to get out of here faster. Unfortunately, your presence only seemed to make it harder to do so, as hydrangea flowers bloomed from the pores of his skin, focusing particularly around his hands and neck. 

The nurse, he’s sure, could also see the magic sparkles forming as a new bouquet formed through his throat and shot up his mouth. She tsked, leaning back to allow Idia to hack out the now decent sized hydrangea bouquet. They were a vibrant blue, much like his hair. 

“Ah, go, go on and let it out.” The nurse waved a hand at Ortho. “Dear, please fetch your brother a cup of the tea I have brewing at my desk. Prefect? Please note that the patient has no evidence of root growth in his throat.”

“Root growth!? Is my brother going to be okay?” Ortho worriedly rushed over, the tea spilling over the rim of the foam cup. “Is it a curse or disease? Is my brother growing a plant in his lungs!?”

“Ortho, you scanned me earlier this week, remember?” Idia hoarsely replied, taking the tea to gingerly sip at it. “Nothing in ‘em, or my stomach ‘cept ramen noods.”

“A WEEK?!” The three of you flinched at the shrill gasp of Goethel, who was glaring daggers at Idia. “Mr. Shroud, you’ve been sick with an unknown flora disease and you didn’t even bother to let the staff know? What if you were contagious!!”

Idia shrank into himself as he whispered, “It’s not like I leave my room…” 

“Bateria or the pollen could’ve gotten into the air vents and infected the rest of your dorm, ugh.” The nurse sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose before addressing you. “Miss Y/N, if you mark down the lack of root growth, fever, and magical origin of the flowers, what do you get?”

He watched as you flipped through the clipboard, smile slightly faltering as you read one of the papers. You cleared your face briefly, before smiling politely back at the nurse and Idia.

“Based on everything, it seems that Idia most likely has the flower sickness, also known as the love sickness, petal fever, or, most commonly, hanahaki.”

Idia cringed at the cold, monotone sound of your voice. Now he’d done it. You knew, somehow you knew that he had the biggest, fattest, most twitterpated-full crush on you. No, crush was understated. He had dreams of you, the cringiest, domestic fantasy-based shit where he’d imagine you, waking up in bed with him back at the Island of Woe. You had given him a sleepy smile as you curled into side, naked. With a smile and a kiss to his lips, dream you turned over to hover over him, trailing small kisses and love bites down his body, further and further as you whispered to him, over and over, “I love you, Idia—”

A queasy, dizzying feeling fell over Idia as a particularly painful croup caused him to double over and vomit last night's dinner alongside blue, heart-shaped petals. 

“Idia!”

“Big Brother!”

“Shroud—Prefect, hold his hair back! Ortho, grab the trashcan, I’ll go get some cleaning supplies and new sheets.”

Nurse Goethel barked orders to the other two, who quickly jumped into action. Idia could feel a shiver as he felt your hands softly grasp his flaming hair, fingers grazing his cheek as you tucked his bangs behind his ears. He could barely make out your coos, no doubt comforting him. You must be disgusted seeing him like this, having to care for a sopping wet cat of a man. Ortho was holding the trash can, right on time for Idia to hurl some more flowers and stomach acid. 

“Oh, Idia…you poor thing.” You whispered into his ear, unintentionally causing his body to warm up and a chill go down his spine to settle in his abdomen. He was very aware that if he turned his head to look at you, he’d get a faceful of your chest like some harem isekai protag, the thought making him warm further and his tips pink again. 

“I didn’t realize you were feeling this bad, Idia…” Ortho murmured, guilt in his voice. “I should’ve brought you sooner…”

“N-no…” Idia gravelly replied, wiping his mouth clean. “It’s not your fault Ortho, don’t beat yourself over it.”

Ortho still looked guilty, but nodded in affirmation, glancing at briefly at the Prefect. His gaze flitted between the two, and Idia could briefly see Ortho’s eyes go blank, as they did when searching through his knowledge database.

“Miss Prefect!” Ortho chirped, voice now perky much to Idia’s concern. “May I ask for a spare infirmary shirt for my brother? He must be very uncomfortable in his soiled one!”

Idia was now firmly and acutely aware of your hands still on him, thumb rubbing soothingly into his temple. 

“Oh, of course Ortho.” You moved away, hands hovering for just a moment, as you replied, “They’re in the storage, I’ll be right back!”

Idia watched as you walked away into the infirmary storage. Ortho did as well, waiting until you were out of earshot to excitedly whisper, “Idia! I know it’ll be an easy fix!”

“Huh?” Idia rose an eyebrow at his brother, confusion setting in.

“It’s a love sickness, and you love the Prefect—Idia stop looking at me like that—so if you confess to them, the flowers will go away!”

Idia was still giving Ortho a horrified look, as he continued. 

“Based on the timing of your reactions in correlation with close proximity within the Prefect, along with your increased heart rate at their touch, speech, and glances, and the fact that the Prefect stated on December 15th at 11:18:53 pm that she likes hydrangeas, she is the cause of the sickness. Right?”

“Ortho!’ Idia hissed, grabbing at his brother to shut him up despite Ortho not technically having a mouth. 

“Quiet down, this isn’t some otome game where I can cheat and look online for the right responses. Did you see how she reacted earlier when she found out it was hanahaki, how disappointed she looked? There’s no way Y/N—I mean the Prefect, didn’t connect the dots. 

“But, Big Brother!” Ortho whined, “Based on her heart rate and increased body temperature—”

“No is no, Ortho! It’s not going to be such an easy fix, I’ll just get rejected!”

“Technically speaking—” Idia and Ortho both jumped at the nurse’s voice, who was coming back from storage with clean linens. The Prefect followed with a new shirt.

“—you don’t need your beloved to accept your feelings, just confess them. Though it’s quite rare that it’s not reciprocated.”

The nurse motioned for Idia to get up as the Prefect handed him the shirt. She began taking the sheets off as the nurse addressed the two brothers. 

“Mr. Shroud, if you are insisting on keeping this sickness intact for fear of rejection, then I will have to ask Professor Crewel for some more potent ingredients for your prescription. Little Shroud?”

“Oh, yes Nurse Goethel?” 

“I could use your assistance, please come with me, Miss Y/N will tend to your brother,” She had a smug tone and smirk as she said this, motioning for Ortho to follow. “Mr. Shroud, please have no worry, she makes an excellent student nurse!” 

Idia let out a defeated, low, whiney groan as he moped over behind one of the privacy screens. You remained quiet as you collected the dirty sheets. He could hear Goethel’s footsteps and Ortho’s fans fade away as they left further and further down the hall. Idia yanked his shirt off, slipping the clean one over his head, noting it was a tad bit too small. He grumbled in annoyance as he pulled the shirt down to cover his stomach. 

“Idia?”

“Eeep!” Idia yelped, your voice coming from right behind the screen. “Y-yes?”

“Are you done changing? I can take your shirt to the hamper.”

He hummed in response, peeking his hand from behind the screen with the shirt in hand. As you took the shirt and walked away, Idia slowly moved to look at you. Once he was sure your eyes were firmly ahead (and briefly taking a look at your ass), he launched himself back into bed, the smell of clean linen filling his nose. 

Idia sighed, a faux exhaustion settling into his bones as he sunk into the bed. He tensed as he felt you sit on the edge to this right. 

“Idia?” you hummed as he closed his eyes to focus on the darkness behind them, instead of you worried expression. 

He hummed in response. 

“Nurse Goethel said that the remedy is actually quick and easy, right?”

He hummed again.  

“You’ll just keep coughing hydrangeas until you do something, right?”

“...Yea.” Idia replied in a monotone voice. 

You sighed, a bit in frustration he thinks. “So?”

“...So?”

“Why don’t you?” You stretched out the last vowel with a questioning sound.

“Why don’t I?” Idia mimicked you. 

"Why don't you just confess?"

“Wha?” He yelped, looking at you like you’d grown heads like a hydra. “W-what do y-you mean, confess!? Are you crazy?”

You rolled your eyes and sighed, “It would help, wouldn’t it? And Nurse Goethel said it’s rare for it to not be reciprocated, so what do you have to lose?”

“First of all, what’s left of my dignity. Second, I’m not some ML in a romance manhwa. And, third!” Idia straightened up to look you in the eyes, a burst of confidence filling his veins in pure frustration and annoyance. “There’s no way that anyone would be interested in some loser like me, so what’s the point—”

“But I like you!”

Silence fell between you two as the realization of your words settled into both your minds. You, with a growing blush and look of embarrassment, and Idia gaping at you like a fish out of water.”

“Huh.”

“I said,” You murmured, twiddling with the ends of your hair. “That I like you. A lot. I think you’re really fun to be around, you’re even though you're shy and kinda geeky, you’re really passionate about the stuff you like. Idia.”

Your hand reached for his, hesitantly like you were afraid you’d burn him. As you laced your fingers together, Idia felt a lump form in his throat. He kept silent though, watching as you smiled shyly. 

“You’re sweet to your brother, and I notice, to me sometimes too. Did you think I wouldn’t notice you coming out to class more often so we could hang? I missed you this week…it was really lonely without you, even with all my friends.”

Still holding his hand, you leaned in closer to his face, looking at him earnestly. Was this real? Did he unlock a secret route with you without noticing? Why did you keep looking at his lips? OMG WAS THIS REAL—

“Idia,” You snapped him out of his thoughts as the distance between you two kept closing. “If the person you like doesn’t return your feelings, then they didn’t deserve you in the first place. I’ll be there to support you, even if you don’t like me the same way, I’ll always care for you as your friend—”

“But it is you.” Idia blurted out. Whether it was due to a mysterious burst of energy or just a slip of the tongue, he didn’t know. 

“W-what! Idia, you don’t have to try and make me feel—” you tried to stutter an excuse, cheeks pink like the fiery tips of his hair. 

“It’s you! I got this cause of you, cause I knew—I thought,” Idia started to ramble, getting up to grab you by the shoulders and shake. “I thought that you couldn’t like some weirdo like me. Are you telling me I could’ve snatched an SSR level kiss scene with you at any time??!!”

It was your turn to be shocked, a bewildered look in your eyes and Idia rapidly spoke, taking little breaths between sentences.

“Do you know what you do to me?? The thoughts, the dreams I have about you? I see you and get all hot and bothered and you’re telling me that I didn’t have to be some maidenless normie this entire time? I could’ve been lockin’ lips and getting my dick we—”

A sharp shriek leaving Idia’s mouth was muffled as you shoved your lips into his, effectively shutting up his rant. He whimpered as you swiped your tongue along his lips, deepening the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Idia, perhaps in the throes of passion, or not wanting to miss out on this once in a lifetime pull, reciprocated, albeit with a nervous hesitation. 

You seemed to approve, pressing your chest against his as your mouth moved against his, tongues dancing and moans being shared between half taken breaths. His hands hovered over you until you let go of his neck to guide his hands and place them over your hips. An arousing moan left your lips as your hands gently pushed his chest. 

Idia’s world slightly shifted as he fell back first into the bed, your hair creating a curtain as you separated from him. A line of shiny spit followed you, breaking as he gasped for breath while you leaned back down to press kisses against his neck, flowering the disappearing hydrangeas. 

He yelped as your teeth scraped a particularly sensitive spot, opening his mouth to blurt out, “I'm so happy that you confessed first.” 

You let out a breathless giggle, turning your head and resting your chin on his neck to look up at him with, he swears on the Star Rouge sequel, hearts in your eyes. “Why?” 

“If I had to dig out another hydrangea petal from my teeth, I was gonna lose it.” Idia chuckled, “I’m sorry you have to deal with such a coward like me.”

“Idia.” You firmly responded, “Don’t. I like you as you are. We’re both young, we have time to grow. I’ll grow with you, if you’ll have me?

Looking down at you, practically on top of him, Idia opened his mouth to tease your softness, and suddenly froze. The mortifying, though wonderful he had to admit, scene was dawning on him as his entire body heated up and turned red. 

“Uuuuuwwwwwahaaahahahahaha—you’reontopofmethere’sagirlontopofmeisthisanewlevelinyourouteIdidn’tprepareforthis—mmmfph!”

You effectively shut him up with another kiss to his lips, smiling as Idia was shocked into silence with a dopy, wobbly smile forming on his lips.

“Relax, Idia, I’ll take the lead on all the romance stuff until you get the hang of it. For now you can be my player two!”

Idia snorted, smirking at you as he teased, “That’s such a cringey thing to say~”

“You say things like that all the time!” 

The two of you shared a soft laugh, unaware of the audience of two at the door watching. Ortho recorded the memory for the wedding he was already planning in his head, while the nurse muttered to herself about wasting time gathering ingredients for a prescription potion she no longer needed. Despite this, she smiled, happy that her little words of encouragement to the Prefect earlier worked. 

[in-halingstardust]

Pretty Baby ꨄ

A/N: I am so far behind in the game, but seeing Dan Heng's new *dragon form* mwah mwah mwah- pls forgive these filthy thoughts. Side note, one last request slot open if anyone wants to take it before I grind them out! ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ [Dan Heng *dragon form* x f!reader] Tags: !mdni , Dan Heng sub and dom (that's right I wrote both!) dynamics, ridding, knotting, lots of cum, possessive dragon behavior, small bits of praise "pretty"

Sub Dynamics:

With Dan Heng's new form there is a lot to be explored, and you want to be the first.

Dan Heng is beautiful you think to yourself as you press your palms against his chest letting your hips roll in slow, languid movements against him.

He lets out a shaken gasp and you comfort him by brushing away his long ribbons of silk hair from his forehead, leaving a soft kiss behind.

Your Dan Heng is beautiful as his horns shimmer blue, pale ethereal glow. You feel his breath shudder in his chest, heart racing. Pleasure fills the atmosphere. His hands find refuge against the bone and fat of your pelvis- not too tight but more of a hint of desperation as he ruts into you.

You feel the way his fingernails scratch lightly against your skin. You look down at him, and are mesmerized by the blooming bruises you have left on his neck trailing down to his left nipple. You tried not leaving them as visible this time but you spot one by his earlobe- one that everyone will seee- and something churns in you to sink further down onto him.

"Wait not so- nngh!" He gasps as you continue to focus back on him.

You can feel Dan Heng slotted perfectly into you, encompassing everything and you feel so full. The way he filled every being of you, "No- Not so what?" You say in between breaths as you pick up speed, friction tantalizing.

"So- soso fa- gasp fast!" He whines, pure and wild, it's so rare you get to see him like this. His voice is full of want, and you are there to give him everything.

Dan Heng is still the same as always, mewing when you touch him, the way he bit his lips when you tightened against him. The only thing different was the way his long hair flowed against the bedsheets and his pulsating horns.

You blink, not stopping yourself from your curiosity.

You move a hand propping you against his chest towards his horns as your fingers hesitantly grasp against them- you stutter a bit the way Dan Heng inhales and the way his fingers tightened against your hips, he looks so blissful underneath you. You don't move your other hand yet- studying Dan Heng's face for any sign of discomfort. When Dan Heng's blearily blinks up at you he gives a small shake of the head.

You've never done this before, but something about you holding him down by his horns as you ride him makes you almost cum right there. The other hand that was rubbing against his nipple makes contact with Dan Hen's horns and they pulsate, his pretty pink lips opening into a small 'o' and he's losing himself even faster him bucking his hips into you.

"Dan- you're so pretty." Heart is beating just as loud as his, "Let me do this- for you." You cry as you grip tighter against his horns, making your pace faster and faster till small little babbles of "yesyesyesyes" are filling the room.

Gripping his horns like a safety line you bounce on his cock and you swear you feel him all the way in your stomach.

It's filthy, raw, and you can't get enough. His hands were now gripping into you bruising, soft flesh- chasing the high. You were almost there as well- the coil in your stomach about to break with the way Dan Heng's hips jutted in pure reaction to your ministrations of you riding him.

And like the final piece of the puzzle, he hits that gummy spot deep inside of you and you moan his name, the way that hot feeling pulses down your body milking his cock. Dan Heng, wishing a few more thrusts he spills inside of you. Warm, sticky, the first seed of the night swishing inside of you. His face is scrunched up tight as spurts come out.

A small exhale escapes your lips as you let go of his horns to prop yourself against his head, pushing yourself lifting yourself off his dick.

You can hear a squelch as globs of cum leave your cunt spilling onto Dan Heng's softening cock.

It really is an obscene sight.

And not the last for tonight.

Dom Dynamics:

Sometimes when Dan Heng felt so insatiable, so needy just for you, you break in more ways than one.

He couldn't believe how well you fit him.

No- rather how you fit him now, when he had his full knot ready to enter your puckering lips. How warm your pussy would be as soon as his knot would fit inside of you. He fantasized of the way he would fill you up, the way he plug all his cum inside, making you- his.

In the back of his mind he wondered if this was abnormal, a change from the last adventure in Xianzhou. Usually, Dan Heng was more patient, a little shyer, and definitely not this possessive; but with his new form he felt like an animal in the heat as he licks a perky nipple sucking on it.

"Dan Heng! I- Nngh!" You mew as he uses two fingers to gently rub your clit, his hips rutting his dick shallowly into you as if that would help your pussy swallow his massive knot. "It's too mghBIG!" You cry as you knock against his chest caging you in.

He knows you're just exaggerating- that you want this as badly as him. He kisses the corner of your temple as he whispers into your ear, "Should I have you cum again?" His fingers rub your clit so deliciously as you tilt your head back into the pillow feeling your high come close and closer.

Dan Heng continues on, "You've already come three times. Twice on my fingers and once on my cock." He thrust a little bit just for your blurry fucked out brain to remember he's still inside you.

He wants to feel you. Deeper. Deeper.

"Maybe a fourth time and you'll be ready for me to knot you."

He pinches the bundle of nerves and you come. It doesn't have the same white hot feeling the others do but enough to relax you, to become putty against him. Your walls try to clamp down more on Dan Heng each convulsion but with how big he is you can barely tell.

There is no time to rest Dan Heng thinks as he pepper kisses along the side of your throat, purposefully leaving a couple unhidden for the rest of the train to see. It's to distract you as he does an experimental thrust and ah- perfect finally.

Your hole stretches and covers his knot.

You let out a garble of a moan and a shriek using your fist to cover your mouth, swearing that you can feel him against your womb. That you're more than full, that there is no more to explore you are filled.

Dan Heng lets out a hiss when the last of his knot is inside of you- not moving yet- a mercy you think.

"You're so fucking tight." He gasps as he tries to move. At the movement your hands shoot up and hook behind his back, his long hair catching between his fingertips. He ruts in slowly and your mind blanks, you feel him at the tip of your cervix- there is no way he can possibly move??!

He thrusts and you moan as gummy walls give way in to the way Dan Heng's pace started, shallow but full of girth.

"So- so pretty" he chants mindlessly thrusting into you. The knot makes you question the line of pain and pleasure as you really might not come back from this one. Your entire body is shaking as bring him closer to you mewing into he ear as he takes you.

"You're all mine, let me make you mine." He licks a thick stripe against your neck sucking down on a point he can feel your pulse, "(Y/N) Just give me permission, I'll breed you. So full- so ngh- of my cum, you won't be able to move-" He whines his thrusts becoming more and more uncoordinated, "I'll take care of you. Give you every thing, so please!"

He whines and beg and you can barely let out coherent words as you're pulverized against the bed.

It's like the way the stars warp and shift when the Astral Express jumps across the universe. That is how you feel in this bliss, you can see the stars merging in lines behind you eyes as you whine, "I'm I- ahhhH! Yours!" You babble, lips meshing together, "For- forever! Please- please!" Thoughts become irrelevant at the now full pleasure of you losing yourself.

His thrusts become erratic, and the sounds the two of you make are almost animalist. He's so deep in you, deep in your womb and the thought of seeing your stomach bulge with him cum is that last step for Dan Heng to slip over the edge as he comes. Your no better as you feel yourself sucking, milking ever last drop from him.

The way he gushes into you like every single crevice is explored and filled with his cum. It's so filling, so warm…

He pulls out with a pop as white globs pour out of you onto the bed sheets. It's more than the last couple of times, you can feel it, it's still dripping out finding room to run out of your pussy. You let out a whimper as you feel the same two fingers try to slide the mixture of you and his cum back in.

It's debauched, but you can't help but love it as he kneeds his cum back into your body. He mumbled across your skin, "My pretty baby took all of me. kiss You did amazing, so perfect."

You let out a hum of approval. All you can do is move a free hand to Dan Heng's scalp as you gently massage his head which he purrs deep and in delight.

His new form really is something else.

[napswithwolfie]

LU Pokemon AU

I came across fever-project's pokemon au and enjoyed it so much they got me excited to try building my own team for the lads!

So here we go!!!

Time 🐥Sky Warriors Twilight Wild Legend Hyrule Four Wind

Team descriptions below the cut 👋👀

First up Sky

🐥Moltres: Crimson has to be included! I debated between Moltres and Charizard, you know, with Charizard being the og favorite of Gen1, featuring  in every pokemon game, often with a new form. But Moltres won out— it just felt weird for Crimson not to be a bird, plus fire/sun motifs.

🐥Altaria: Ah, the joys of an afternoon nap. Sky enters through the fog wall... Perishes*

🐥Zacian, the Crowned Sword: Behold, the hero of Howlrule! (Disclaimer: Not my joke, totally swiped from the brilliant Alternatemind and their fic Ranch Days. Do yourself a favor and give it a read—it's pure, light-hearted wholesomeness.) And doesn't the fairy type just feel right for the hero of courage?

🐥Dragonite: I love the duality between mother hen Sky and gale force battle Sky. Perfectly fits Dragonite's personality

🐥Sirfetch'd: Say hello to Skyloft's honorary sky knight! When I realized its shiny form was gold, well, it was a must have

🐥Mew: Now, I had quite the dilemma—Mew or Mewtwo? Since Sky is technically the first of the reincarnations. But really mew is just cuter

🔴 Partner Pokémon: Just like in the anime, each trainer has that one special Pokémon who sticks by their side outside their pokeball. And for Sky, it's gotta be Moltres. I mean, how could it *not* be Crimson?

⚪ Smaller Team: There are 9 of these lads. That's waaaay too many mons at one time, so I went ahead and trimmed the teams down to three choices.

Here we go: Moltres, Altaria, Zacian

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So how did I do??? Had a lot of fun picking out mons for the whole chain

Next up Time

[blackmetalstar]

mew hen

me when skwisgaar…

[c0rps3partybrainr0t]

Corpse Party: Restitched AU

Yuka Mochida!

I gave myself some rules for this AU as to not mess with the story too much- just to kinda Un-Ick the characters a bit. Basically they keep a good amount of their traits just making them more I guess.. 3d? Idk I tried my best.

More indepth rambling under the cut

Yuka Mochida

Design Notes

-Did research on Junior Highschool attire for Japan, The dress she wears normally is actually meant for Elementary. So I switched it out, I decided to steal the neck shoulder thing from her Rebuilt Design, it's kinda like some weird amalgamation of the normal Sailor suit thing.

-Since she has gone home already, you would think she would have gotten a jacket or something to bring the umbrella right? Decided that the Jacket was a gift from Satoshi, it's Merch from "Bad Evil Bunny" and has a Decal on the back.

-They rabbit on her headband is also a merch piece from "Bad Evil Bunny". Satsuki has a matching Patch that's on her uniform skirt!

Personality Notes

-Yuka Though being 14 has a more childish air to her. She often takes a liking to things that are geared towards younger children. Stuffed animals, toys, cartoons/anime. Often waking up early in the morning on weekends to catch an episode of pokemon or Tokyo mew mew while eating breakfast.

-She takes a liking to Stationary, More cutesy items like Pusheen and pokemon pens, pencils, notebooks, sticky notes, and pencases.

-She is introverted like straight up "Fuck new people", For like the first semester of Middle school people thought she was Mute because she never talked to anyone, that was till Her and Satsuki met and bonded over a shared interest of "Bad Evil Bunny". If you where to ask anyone else, they would say Yuka was an absolute Hermit but Satsuki would say otherwise. She'd say she would be the most energetic person ever.

-She has an horrible fear of Larger dogs, she can deal with smaller breeds such as the Shiba Inu but anything bigger and she'll be avoiding it like the plague.

-She really likes oversized and baggy clothing, her uniform is a bit larger so it can hang over her hands. Has a tendency to steal Satoshi's hoodie's or jackets sometimes because of that.

-She is the type of student that is always either sleeping, doodling, or daydreaming during class and somehow still has straight As

Relationship notes

Satoshi: Older brother! And older brother only- she loves him a lot but often gets annoyed when he forgets things and she has to bring it to him. She often refers to him as Toshi or Shi-Shi when they are at home.

Naomi: Sees her as an Older sister since she's been around since Yuka was born. Much like Satoshi, Naomi has a nickname as well. Usually it's Mimi. Yuka may or may not use Naomi as a way to get sweets every now and again whenever she can't get Satoshi to get her any.

Satsuki: BFF in and out of school, often drags Satsuki along to hang out with her and Satoshi's Freinds. She questions where the fuck she keeps her infinite supply of Potato chips.

Seiko: Finds her weird with some of the stuff she dose to Naomi and Satoshi, but when it's just Yuka and her they have a pretty nice time since Sekio's Mother hen instincts kick in.

Kishinuma: They bicker alot- like their love language towards each other is just pure aggression, they throw snide remarks at each other 24/7. But when it comes down to it Kishinuma would put his life on the line for Yuka

Mayu: Became real good Freinds after learning of their shared love of cutesy things, They trade Pokemon cards togeather and have so cosplayed togeather

Morishige: He creeps her out, more so because of his blank stare and indifferent personality to anyone that isn't Mayu.

Ayumi: Finds her kinda scary, she's sat in on some of her scary stories and they are usually too much for her. She dose like her candles though.

Ms. Yui: has only really met her once or twice so there is no real connection until the prank they played on Satoshi n Co at the begining of corpse party

[shuckinbeanz]

My Incubus!Boyfriend: Hawks

warnings/notes: NSFW, quirkless(basically quirks are demon powers)?fantasy+modern!au, fluff and smut, Hawks is literally an aphrodisiac, reader has a clit and a womb, enthusiastically consensual, Incubus!Hawks, Incubus!Hawks goes into a rut(lol Shark Week), ya'll been dating for awhile now, breeding, light suggestion of multiple bbs in one pregnancy at the end, knotting, bonding, mating for life, wingplay, feral hawks, cumflation, reader dips into somft subspace Hawks is so sweet to reader 🥺, overstimulation, its Incubi = Loyal Love Demons who thrive on love, mutual pining, the hot sex that follows, and the relationship that grows bc consent is a huge thing in dis hous. As an Incubus, he produces so much cum and he stays hard so he can go for days it's no easy feat to milk him dry 😩 he's made for loving the reader and he's got so much love to give 🥺

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The sound he lets loose as his fat cock gushes even more baby batter into your womb has you creaming even more rings around his thick, heavy knot; a mix between a debauched low moan and a deep guttural growl devilish in nature vibrates through your completely fucked out, cum-frenzied being, directly from the Incubus holding your overwhelmed squirming form into a mating press.

You're far too gone at this point, stomach distended from all the cum his balls kept producing in copious amounts. His vermillion wings were on full display as he whined and kept rutting into you, powerful hips desperately chasing relief for his instincts, pleading for more as you barely hung onto your last threads of consciousness, pawing weakly at his soft downy feathers.

Begging you to stay sane for him, to let him plant his brood in you, perfectly up your hot tubes and fertilizing all the eggs he can. 

Feathers incessantly stroked your clit and played with your perked pretty nipples as he babbled on and on. 

"You're s'gorgeous, pretty baby, s'perfect, fuck, I can't- -I can't stop, hen, take it, take it, yeah, take it all, fuck!" he howls, filling you up even more, sloppily grinding against you, more of his telekinetic feathers plucked from his beautiful wings in his ecstasy, hovering protectively above yours and his nest. The aphrodisiac your Incubus lover produced has long since soaked through your gummy insides, into your body, saturating through even your bones.

Your womb might as well be a second clit at this point, his thick, hot, slimy seed expanding your inner walls, his knot locking in every last drop. 

Again, you squirt on him, your mind nearly broken from all the pleasure despite your best efforts to give the man you loved what he desperately needed. 

Lovemaking-breeding like the last two lovers in the world, down to its most emotional, purest form.

You were a real trooper, too; having endured the brunt of a feral Incubi's instinct thus far, and you'll be damned if all that sex you had with him for months before this didn't raise your endurance enough for him to bond you, as planned.

Your legs were numb at this point, and your arms have long since felt like jelly, weakly swirling his sensitive feathers between your fingertips, making him croon.

You can only stutter out your love for him, your sweet mews grounding him, sharp molten golden pupils dilating as he finally lets up.

He's panting harshly, kissing all over your face and neck, the slow grinding of his hips barely restrained, the bulbous tip of his cock mixing up your guts. His cum burned your insides in the most pleasurable of ways, making you cream around his cock for the nth time, your whole body shuddering wantonly. 

"Yes." he hisses as your hole milks him, "Fuckin' jus' like that, pidge, birdie, baby, m'broody hen." comes his voice, husky from sex, sweetly encouraging you as you melt into a subspace, tears gathering around your eyes as he kisses them away.

You loved him, so, so much.

"Went overboard, hah?" he pants, kissing your eyes, his brows furrowed. You choke on a weak sob. Mate. 

" 'm sorry, pretty baby, stupid bird-brain, says keep cummin'." he whines with each grind of his hips. Mate, you hiccup tearfully.

A birdlike chatter reverberates from his broad chest. "Wassat, hen? 'm'may be a good listener, but y'gotta speak a li'l bit louder, baby." he inquires in a worried slur, hips still grinding against your welcoming heat, lending his ear to your pretty lips.

At least his feathers mercifully ceased attack on your overstimulated body.

"Mate." you finally manage to squeak out pitifully, clinging onto him with what little strength you can muster, tears streaming from your eyes, non-stop.

"Ah, fuck." you hear his grimace, "Didn't mean to, baby. Didn't mean to." he starts apologetically. "I know I promised, pidge, fuck me. You jus' feel s'good." you know he mentally kicked himself, from his pitiful whines. 

"Jus' one more, pretty baby, jus' one more?" he pleads, his large calloused hands cupping your cheeks, thumbs wiping away your fat tears. "Can y'take it, hen? If y'can't, s'okay, I'll- -" you shake your head as vehemently as you can, his pupils blowing wider than before at your reaction, his hips briefly stilling. 

"...y'sure?" he asks gingerly, and you nod as best you can.

Quivering wings fold and lower, protectively encircling your form, as his hips resume rocking against you. The feathers hovering above shudder in tandem with his desperate grinds, rut-drunk babbles escaping him.

You could feel his heavy, needy cock jolting inside you as his knot seemed to grow even more excited. His balls were incredibly hot and swollen, pressed up against your ass, more of his seed locked, loaded, and leaking you swore, his name passing your lips in a squeal as his weight sends you over the edge yet again.

"Yes, baby, milk me, milk me." he begs, his molten hues nearly rolling back into his head, despite his best efforts to see you broken down beneath him. "Mate." he releases a breathy growl, propping himself upwards on the headboard, his brows furrowed as his hips sloppily chase one more release. 

"Make you mine, mine, mine." a devilish growl escapes him, and when you reach for and tug a particularly sensitive feather, you have him howling again, "Mine!!" for one last time, as he pumps you full with his final load.

His cock throbs enthusiastically with each gush of cum, your gooey insides stretching to accommodate every last drop as you cream around his knot, his breathy growls evening down to blissful shudders while tears start gathering around his eyes, all the overstimulation finally catching up to him. His feathers form a protective layer on your bulging tummy, littered about the rest of your form as he blinks the wetness away to take in the fruits of his frenzy.

Out of breath, completely limp, your features tear-streaked, utterly fucked out, your heavy eyelids threatening to tear away what consciousness you had left.

You love him so, so much. He can see it. He can feel it. You know this, the last thing you see being him licking his lips, and the last thing you hear before blacking out;

"Delicious, hen. Sleep now, pretty baby."

The next time you wake up, his feathers had bonded to you, resembling tattoos; very mobile proof of your love for each other which only other love fiends and their bonded sweethearts could see. They lingered around your tummy, protective of the life you conceived with him.

He'd plucked his own wings for you, the now much smaller appendages flapping happily as he embraces you, temporarily rendered unable to give flight.

"They'll grow back, broody hen." he promised you when you asked him, your worries about him being completely unfounded.

Though, maybe, you should worry about his high fecundity.

[cercasinomeworld]

ANIME WINTER 2023

Blue Lock

Buddy Daddies

Bungou Stray Dogs season 4 🔥

Giant Beasts of Ars (wtf)

In/Spectre season 2 (boring)

Malevolent Spirits: Mononogatari

My Hero Academia season 6 🔥

NieR: Automata Ver1.1a

Play It Cool, Guys 🥹

Revenger

The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague

Tokyo Revengers: Christmas Showdown

Tomo-chan is a Girl!

To Your Eternity season 2

Trigun Stampede 🔥

ANIME SPRING 2023

A Galaxy Next Door

Demon Slayer: Swordsmith Village Arc

Dr. Stone season 3 🔥

Edens Zero season 2

Hell's Paradise

Heavenly Delusion

Insomniacs After School

My Home Hero

My Love Story With Yamada-kun at Lv999

Skip and Loafer 🥹

The Marginal Service

Tokyo Mew Mew New season 2

ANIME SUMMER 2023

Bleach TYBW 🔥

Bungou Stray Dogs season 5 🔥

Edens Zero season 2

Horimiya: The Missing Pieces

Jujutsu Kaisen season 2 🔥

Malevolent Spirits: Mononogatari season 2🔥

My Happy Marriage

The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses

Rurouni Kenshin: Meiji Kenkaku Romantan

ANIME FALL 2023

Attack on Titan - Final Season part 3 🔥

Dr. Stone season 3 part 2🔥

Jujutsu Kaisen season 2 😭

Rurouni Kenshin: Meiji Kenkaku Romantan

Spy x Family season 2

The Apothecary Diaries 🤩

Tokyo Revengers: Tenjiku-hen

Undead Unluck 🔥

Bonus: anime watched during the year

One Piece rewatch (from ep. 1 to ep. 579)

One Piece (up to the first part of Dressrosa Arc)

[moecartoons]

What are some voice headcanons for your OCs?

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Thank you sm for this question!! It's something I thought about and considered a while ago but never came back to, because, well... it's really hard! Haha

Right now I only have voice hcs for Chip and CV. Teddy's such a shame since he's literally a little singing star, but I guess that's a lot of pressure in choice.

For Chip I've considered:

Happy ENA, her speaking mannerisms although not necessarily medieval feel similar to what I have in mind for Chip. It's also usually a nice masc voice with a bit of a certain twang to it that makes it the perfect level of "gender" for them, lmao.

Lynn Ferguson's Mac from Chicken Run. Sometimes I hear Chip's voice with a scottish accent, and I love Mac's pitch for them. When I was young I thought Mac was a boy. She's very soft-spoken as well and mostly calm.

Casey Mongillo's Nene Onemine from Komi Can't Communicate. Casey is nonbinary! And has a very soothing voice, imo, especially in this role. When act out excitement or fury, it can be kind of strained, which feels fitting. Nene also has cute freckles like Chip :3

Overall, Chip's voice is androgynous in every single way in my mind :P It sounds masc, it sounds fem, it sounds Medieval English, Scottish, maybe Puerto Rican, soft, firm... Ugh.

For CV I've considered:

Arleen Sorkin's Harley Quinn. And I know what you're thinking, even at that pitch it's a pretty older-sounding voice for someone like CV. And lmao, you're right, but the accent and squeak are just too perfect for her. She is supposed to be related to Lucky, after all.

Dot Warner, specifically in season 3-5 of the original Animaniacs. Not too pitch-shifted but just enough to make her sound like a child. Dot's sass is perfect for CV, completely full of herself.

Jodie Resther's Francine Frensky Or Melissa Altro's Muffy Crosswire from Arthur. It's the best... the worst? Of both worlds. I LOVE these two, but ik some people can hate them to their very core. Very CV. Francine would be perfect for CV's mannerisms, but Muffy just... sounds more like what I have in mind for her. Squeaky.

Kether Donohue's Kiki/Pudding from Mew Mew Power. I wasn't happy with my indecisiveness with Francine and Muffy, and tbh all three of these voices I thought of just for this Q! Then I ran into this old anime I use to love, haha. Pudding is probably perfect for CV; she's a performer, she has the accent[?], the mannerisms, the squeakiness!!

Overall, CV is a brooklyn/new york accented street urchin with a lot of attitude and squeakiness. Probably a voice that you either love or you hate, as decisive as her personality.

I'll link/post some clips below of each voice. c:

Chip's

Happy Ena Comp:

Lynn Ferguson's Mac from Chicken Run [hen with glasses]

Casey Mongillo's Nene

CV's

Arleen Sorkin's Harley Quinn [I feel like most of us know what she sounds like, so I just grabbed a mega compilation to refresh everyone's memory]

Dot Warner [If it timestamp doesn't work, it should be 2:13]

Not sure if I need to add videos of Francine or Muffy but here are a couple links

Francine

Muffy

Kether Donohue's Kiki/Pudding from Mew Mew Power [little blondie]

[guiltyidealist]

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[maskednihilism]

Family for the meta meme!

@a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses || prompt! ||

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I'm starting to notice a pattern. A lot of my muses don't have a good family (or a good relationship with the family members).

In Sampo's case, for my headcanon he dislikes his mother and does blame her for her own disappearance. I actually took inspiration from the Pokemon radio drama.

According to the lore, Jessie's mother was on a mission for Team Rocket for the elusive Mew. But ended up vanishing during this search.

I took inspiration in that during one of the Masked Fools' mission, Sampo's mother vanished.

The person I followed headcanon that Giovanni keeps Jessie around as her mother was an exceptional member of Team Rocket. So it's out of politeness. But a bit of guilt as well since it was Giovanni (or his mother? This part I don't remember well) sent Jessie's mom into that mission.

So for Sampo, the idea is similar. The previous owner for the World's End tavern took pity and let Sampo live in the tavern.

Giovanni (hsr Giovanni) calls the Masked Fools his brothers. So I imagine that's what they call themselves. Brothers, sisters ect. So for Sampo his family is the Masked Fools. And for my Sampo at least, he does have sentimental feelings towards them. Of course like most families, there's those he doesn't like or agree with.

In the memory bubble with Sampo and (hsr) Giovanni, he flat out says some of them don't know how to read the room.

This implies this was towards Sparkle, but in her companion quest, he could've easily sneaked away, even as he owed her a favor. But he engaged in her little play, and even got upset that Black Swan wanted to end the game. So while he does disagree with Sparkle's views on aesthetics (elation) he does feel fondness for her.

Now this is purely me headcanon-ing but I want to say he, Sparkle and Zhongshan all lived in the same tavern at some point and became a tight group. With Zhongshan as the oldest, Sampo as second oldest and Sparkle the youngest.

And with my own thoughts and ideas on Giovanni (hsr) currently, he is Giovanni's (hsr) brother as per Masked Fools terminology, but he doesn't feel close to that man. After all, the person who hid his mask for him was Sparkle. Not Giovanni (hsr).

I also headcanon Zhongshan as a seamstress, and she's who taught Sampo how to make clothes for his disguises.

BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, with Ghostie's Dan Heng and Caelus, Sampo feels the urge to be a big brother to them. Honestly most kids he feels he has to be a big brother towards them. Which he has a good relationship with the Moles and Pitch Dark Hook the Great.

He's a bit of a mother hen in that regard. So yeah. Lots of found family in that regard.

[blatantescapism]

Only two of our chickens (Diglett and Mew) are Wyandottes. They have both decided to go broody at the same time.

Diglett and Mew have each claimed a nesting box and make loud grumpy sounds at anyone who gets too close. This would be a problem if they were high in the pecking order and blocked other hens from laying their eggs in peace. Fortunately, they are too smol to be taken seriously.

The other chickens either placidly ignore the racket, or temporarily kick the Wyandottes out of the coop. Every morning is full of petulant bwaks.

My wife now refers to them as the Whiny Dots

[hazelthevixen]

Laura The Chicken (Somewhat Old Art)

This is my bird oc Laura :3 She is a light sussex hen and an old character I've had since 2017. We don't see enough chicken ocs so at the time I created her, I thought why not ^w^ It's nice to have characters of not so common species sometimes :3 I use to own chickens back when I lived in the countryside. I really like chickens, the bird, the eggs, and the meat. But I would never eat my friends ofcourse, just the eggs but that's about it really. I think one of our birds was also a light sussex like Laura is Recently my offline friend treated me to a surprise :D We went out to big town to check out some of the cool shops before going to the surprise, when we arrived, that's when I found out what the surprise was! ^-^ We went to see Wish at the cinema and I had lots of popcorn and irn bru ^w^ We both had popcorn :D My friend likes toffee popcorn while I like sweet and salty, yum! The movie was good too! I really like Star, he is actually alot funnier than Valentino who was suppose to be the funny one, but both are adorable ofcourse ^w^ I love the meaning of the movie, make sure to follow your dreams and make all your wishes come true! :D I also met an adorable tuxedo kitten on the way home, it had the cutest mews and I gave it some cuddles :3 It reminded me of Zack's cat form, who also looks alike ^w^ Anywho, please enjoy this really old art of Laura :3 This character and artwork was made all the way back in 2017, I'll maybe see about drawing her again when I have the time ^w^ For now I am hard at work on other artwork I am trying to get ready before the year ends, I've also been trying out different toy slimes and enjoying playing with them, aswell as enjoying other hobbies too like cooking, watching cartoons and anime, roleplaying with friends, and even playing Pokemon Scarlet and Violet with my good friend Wolfypoof :D We find it's easier to talk on voice call when we play games, it's fun ^w^ lol have a cute bird sneeze X3 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTH1Sn23rIo

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