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[miyuhpapayuh]

Sweet relief.

It'd been weeks since she'd seen him, felt his skin underneath her fingertips, rubbed her thumbs over his cheeks, held onto those strong arms, kissed his sweet lips.

It couldn't happen fast enough as those very kisses melted her into his sheets, turning her into a puddle of need.

Moving a hand under her shirt, her breath is caught as he toys with her hardening nipple. Soon it's his tongue.

Breathy sighs turn to whimpers as they both perk up to the point of pain, and she pushes him away while arching up with him.

He chuckles, moving back in to kiss down her stomach and remove her panties, pushing her back into the sheets and pulling her legs up and open so he can admire her second set of lips.

Licking from her hole to her clit, she moans and stares down at him, watching him do it over and over and over again.

Her breathy moans of his name fill the air as her fingers find his locs, holding him right where she needs him as he flicks his tongue on her clit. His hands clamp down on her hips to keep her from running.

“Fuck, just like that!”

He looks up at her, losing her mind, loving the way her face scrunches up, those pouty lips telling him just where to lick, her head falling back as her orgasm hits.

“Mmm,” he moans, kissing her clit, “tastes so good, baby.”

“Oh my god, baby,” she whispers, trying to push him back as he suckles on her like a piece of hard candy.

“Please..”

“Please, what?”

“Please,” she whines, grinding against his beautiful mouth now, feeling needier than ever.

Kissing her wet slit a couple times, he moves away to grab a condom, before moving back between her legs, hiking them up on his shoulders.

Wasting no time, as he was feeling just as needy, he slides inside halfway, watching her mouth drop open like it's their first time, every time.

Gripping his hips as she stared back up at him, she bites her lip as he sinks all the way inside, making her eyes roll.

“Fuck,” they grunt.

His strokes had her holding onto this strong arms, scratching at the t-shirt he'd soon remove altogether, giving her more access as he hit her spot.

“Right there,” she gasps, leaning up for the kiss he places on her lips and the several others afterward.

“Right here?” He asks between kisses, dipping his hips just right.

“Yes, yes,” she cries out, feeling a different sensation arise as he continues, “oh my god, feels so good.”

“I love you,” he moans.

“I love you too,” she moans back. “That f-feels so...good!”

“So good, you gon what?”

By the time she answered him, she came so hard she shed a couple tears. And what a sight it was to him.

Wiping away a tear, he continues to fuck her through her release, smirking at the smile on her face as her eyes close.

“How'd that feel baby?”

“Sooo good,” she slurs, reaching out for him. He lays on her like she loves, tucking his face in her neck, kissing her sweet smelling skin.

“I missed you, baby,” he says in her ear, still digging so deep into her.

Her eyes were stuck on the ceiling as he rocked her world, unable to verbally tell him how much she missed him too.

Every incoherent sound that left her let him know how much she was enjoying herself. Her unseen smile also says it all.

Leaning back up, he places his hand around her neck, choking her how she likes, pumping faster now.

“Yeah...y-yeah!”

“Mmhm. where's it at, baby?” He teases.

She mouths right there, staring at him in a daze.

“Give it to me, baby,” he coos, setting her ablaze, “you gon give it to me, baby?”

“Yes, yes baby, yes," she gasps as her orgasm hits, trembling against him, completely spent.

“You ready for it?” He asks, making her smile all over again.

“Give it to me, baby,” she purrs, pulling him down to her level to peck his lips as his hips stutter into hers, almost bringing her to another peak as he reaches his own.

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[aizawasbrazybaby]

❥𓂃𓏧Freak Like Me

𖦹Warnings: Corrupt Cop!Nanami x Fem!Reader, Pet names? (Calls reader Beautiful a lot), Semi-public (car sex), p in v sex, Oral (fem receiving), Very brief mention of blood, Cervix kissing, Dubcon (consent is implied but he doesn’t ask before touching reader)

𖦹Word Count: 1.7k (I had to restrain myself from making it longer🥲)

🫧: Hello everyone sorry for any mistakes I always try to proof read at least twice before posting. Also I’ll be attempting to upload here and WP on Fridays at 5pm est.🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

Summaryᐕ: It was supposed to be a late night traffic stop…only he was off duty and everyone knows what happens after dark.

Air moved deeply through your lungs harshly exiting your nose. Those fluorescent blue and red lights flashed obnoxiously bright, forcing your eyes to shut into a squint. The officer’s tall figure strutted over to your old compact sedan that was honestly hanging on by the grace of god herself. His blonde hair and white skin contrasted the chilled bitter darkness. Fingers tapped the window and signed for it to be rolled down. Your eyes hit the back of your head as you followed the lawful command.

And holy fuck…

A chill ran up your spine. He looked like the finest piece of art man could make- so much so you had to do a double take at the patrol car to see if it was the real deal. That this wasn’t an elaborate prank by some shitty tv show or idiotic influencers that didn’t know how illegal impersonating an officer was.

“Pretty late for a lady like you to be out here dontcha think,” he glanced at the bloody scrubs in your passenger seat, “long night?”

“That easy to tell?” your fingers rubbed at the dark circles under both eyes, “sorry but is your bodycam on?”

A strange mix of a laugh and hum rumbled in his throat, “license and registration ma’am.”

A demand.

Mint intertwined in his cool breath as he let out an annoyed sigh waiting for you to gather your things. As if you initiated the traffic stop on him. He softly snatched at the forms you handed to him.

“What has you out here so late, nurse ____?” His gaze flickered back to the passenger seat.

“Doctor,” you corrected.

“What?”

“It’s Dr._____ I’m not a nurse.”

He grinned, “well, many apologies for my ignorance.” You looked in his narrow eyes and something shifted in you. In both of you. Your pants felt almost suffocating on your throbbing pussy as that honey-like essence pooled to your center.

“I-I just got off work at the hospital,” you pointed behind you, “third twelve hour shift this week. I pulled over to get some sleep, heard somewhere that driving tired is as bad as driving drunk.”

Why’s his stare gotta be so intense? Your mind raced. Eyes lowering to his beautifully plump lips. Watching his tongue swipe teasingly slow over the bottom one before it was held between his teeth.

Good fucking God.

“Have you been drinking tonight?” You could have swore a glimpse of a grin flashed just as quickly as it had disappeared . His calloused fingers softly traced your jawline, thumb running across your lips. A line was crossed. Several lines. But shit it’s been so long since you’d been caressed. And the man before you was so alluring. You leaned into Nanami’s touch- your eyes fluttering shut for a second before burning into his.

“No, officer.”

“Why don’t you step out for me beautiful,” his voice low and seductive. Embarrassment burned through you from how quickly you obeyed. Horny and stupid. Desperate and horny. He looked you up and down then grabbed your hands. Cold to the touch but you didn’t pull away, placing them behind your head, “Lock your fingers.”

Holy hell he was close.

You could feel the heat emanating from his mouth. Circling you he stopped behind, pressing against your back. His belt. The service belt was nowhere to be found. Pressure started at the wrist and worked its way to your waist. Outlining the shape. His fingers trailed over your breasts. so. very. slow. Each finger took its time feeling the buds that hardened under.

Desperation made itself known from a slight gasp that morphed into a whimper, “shit.”

Nanami groaned in response. He walked back around, hands lowering to the fat of your ass gripping and squeezing. He placed a kiss on your cheek and nipped at your jaw.

“Sir,” you glanced at the abandoned strip of road, “not out here.”

His hand pulled to the front rubbing your pussy through your thin sweats. His digits worked their way inside feeling how wet you were. Snatching a moan from your throat that your own ears struggled to recognize. No panties. A bold move on your end.

“Get in the backseat,” his teeth caught on your bottom lip. An arm rounded your waist pulling you away from your car before opening the door for you. He blocked your head from hitting the top of the doorway like he would if sticking you in his squad truck.

Before you could speak your sweats were around your ankles. His eyes looked back at you as he kissed up your thigh, “want me to stop?”

“No!” Your voice was under a shout. Loud. Desperate. And beyond fucking horny for the stranger with his upper half leaning between your legs. The other hanging out the car.

He chuckled, “okay doctor.” His tongue ran up your slit catching the enticing liquid that glazed parts of your skin. Ecstasy swam through your veins and straight to where the man was now sucking your sensitive clit. Hands sliding through his healthy locks he moaned on your cunt. You hissed at the feeling.

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

You sat your head up seeing Nanami dig in your pocket and pull out your phone. He flashed the screen and your heart skipped a beat. “Don’t.” From his shit eating grin you knew he wasn’t gonna listen. He firmly pressed the green answer and tossed you the phone.

“Hey JESS,” you stifled the moan that clawed to be set free. The cop pushed your thighs apart, thrusting his middle and ring fingers inside. You squeezed your eyes shut at the sudden intrusion. Savoring that pain spiked with pleasure.

Is that mommy? Your six year old asked sleepily in the background.

Hey Miss.____ I was just checkin on ya. It’s pretty late just wanted to see if everything was okay

“Y-yes hon everything’s fine just got off work a bit late.”

Nanami unbuttoned his slacks, releasing his erection. Lining himself to your pussy that clenched around nothing. He smiled from ear to ear slowly inching himself deep.

That’s good. Baby Kiri keeps askin for ya wanna say good night before I put her to bed?

“No!” you lowered your tone, taking a fistful of Kento’s shirt, “no need I’ll s-see her when I g-get home.”

He took the phone muting and keeping it on speaker, “lemme hear you beautiful,” his pace increased. Squelching and your squeals filled the car, “fuck darling n-nice and loud. That’s it.”

“Nanami,” you whimpered, “fuck pleaseee.” You dragged.

“Uh uh Kento when I’m fucking you,” he smirked.

Why not? Hello? ___ are you there? Is everything okay?

He thrust one last time before plunging his cock deep inside. And fuck. Fuck. fuck. fuck. His tip was pressing against your cervix. Your legs started to shake slightly but enough where he noticed. And you clenching tight around him had his eyes rolling back and breathing heavy.

Unmute. “I-I’m fine Jess. Just in a bit of a s-situation right now.”

His hips rocked slowly bringing that tight coil closer. His teeth glided over your throat, “gonna drive me crazy hang up that damn phone,” you could sense his lust from his deep whisper.

Should I send someone out there? What’s happening?

“No need, ‘mtaking good care of her,” he growled at the nanny.

Who is this? Where’s ___??

“Gonna have to, ah, call you b-back.” You tried your best not to let it out but that moan slipped through and no doubt she picked up. Nanami took your phone tossing it atop those dirty scrubs.

Oh…ohh, it clicked. She hung up immediately.

He slammed his hips into yours. Faster. Stronger. Until that coil grew so tight in the both of you that you were shouting each other's names as you came. His hot cum filling you up so full and you leaving your cream all over him that is splattered just below his belly button. Drained of all his energy and stamina he rocked into you riding out the high to both of your orgasms.

“Kento,” you said breathlessly, “thank you.” Of course he didn’t know what you were thanking him for. Didn’t know you’d been so deprived from a man’s touch. You craved some kind of sexual interaction. Didn’t know he relieved so much of the pent up stress from work and being a single mother.

“Any time beautiful.” He panted but managed to keep a smile on his handsome face. He pulled out looking for something, anything to help clean you up. When his eyes landed on you, you pointed to the front seat.

“Got a few baby wipes in the glove compartment.”

He nodded. You watched as he climbed out zippering his pants as his head fell back. Taking in the cool night breeze. God he was something to behold. Walking around the front he took out the pack of wipes and jogged back to you.

“Does anything hurt? Are you alright?” He asked back to his monotone as he wiped your thighs and intimate parts.

“I’m alright.”

“Think you can walk?” he shimmied your sweats back up, shoving something in the pocket. Before you could even answer he pulled you to the edge of the car by your legs making you yelp. He held you like a bride before placing you in the driver seat.

“Hope so.” You said quietly. His hand grabbed the back of your head through the window pulling you in a kiss. Long and passionate. If you knew anything it was that this man was gonna be the death of you. You felt yourself getting wet all over again.

“G’night…officer Nanami.” You looked deeply in his eyes.

“Get home safe.” He didn’t smile or break the contact. He climbed back in his car shutting off the lights and starting his car back up. Digging in your pocket you pulled out his business card that had his number written neatly in blue pen on the backside. Your mouth gaped open and looked out your window as he was passing you. Driving slow he seen the card in your hand and winked at you. That shit eating grin back on his lips.

Staring daggers back at the card you wondered how long you were really out for.

[sanrioluversincebirth]

Ok call me racist but it’s the truth. Always complaining about something. Complain for not getting a black anime character complain for not having enough black people for a book or movie. Complain about black people not being mentioned for literally anything. Y’all call anything racist too

Chile you don’t know shit about what we been through, we deserve it. I would ask how you would feel but you wouldn’t care because you’ve probably never experienced racism or discrimination in your life. I’m not listening to some who’s afraid to show their acc and have to use anonymous to protect themselves. If you really want to make a point dm me or stop hitting that anonymous button PUSSAY

[mcondance]

cw gun play <3

i think the whole gun thing comes up after a series of you acting like a horny teen whenever richie uses his gun. at the bear he keeps it on him, but at home, where he’s safe, he keeps it in the drawer beside the bed.

one time, when it was really noisy outside and it had both you and richie anxious as to what the fuck was going on, he raises out of bed and grabs his gun from the side table, chain dangling as he reaches down to retrieve it, and tucks it in the band of his sweats. he can feel how you eye him and the weapon, but he shakes it off. a couple more times like this and he catches you while he’s walking around with it in his waistband for some reason, and he decides it’s time to address this shit.

walking towards you where you sit on a little chair in the living room, he asks you about it.

“you’re always eyein’ me when i got my gun on me? you like it or somethin’?”

you’re silent cause he finally found you out, but he talks enough for the both of you.

“oh,” he laughs, “you fuckin’ like it.” he raises his shirt up to let his gun peek out, and your eyes betray you. straight down they fly, to the black metal against his skin, and your body reacts before you do. your eyes get that look that richie recognizes, that glossy, spaced out little gaze.

stepping closer, all in your space now, richie’s got a mind full of thoughts on what to do with you.

“you want me to use it on you?”

[macabremoons]

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[creativelynerdy08]

Part two to golden / gifted child Steve

Dustin and Robin are the only ones that try to get Eddie to explain what's going on but unfortunately he dosen't even know. But load and behold Steve is spiraling

Not mentally strong. Even those close to him has spoken about his horrible flaws. Robin and the kids calling him stupid, them not needing rides hellfire still doing the most to just tolerate him.

And in that time frame Eddie is staring to get worried he can't calm Steve into telling him what's wrong . So as weeks go by Steve is forcing himself to be useful again trying not to be a disgrace. Cuz his place is the needed friend , the mom friend , the friend that people point to talk mad crap about to make them feel better. Unfortunately though hellfire has a campaign and Eddie not understanding what's going on holds the meeting at Steve's . Which makes Steve super uncomfortable and as the campaign goes on Steve does small things to keep himself from needing Eddie. Which hellfire starts to notice saying words like he's so extra , why are we here again and so forth causing Steve to visit Robin.

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There will be a part three but I need time to figure out the rest of the story

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[miyuhpapayuh]

luv day.

Ass high in the air, fingers gripping the sheets for mercy, that deep stroke poking her sweet spot, her hug on him becoming even more snug.

“Fuuck,” he grunts from behind, swatting her jiggly ass as she shakes it purposely now, giggles laced in her moans.

Smirking down at her, he watches her mouth fall back open as he gets deeper, neither of them thinking such a thing was possible.

“Oh my god,” she breathes as he pulls out and pushes back in, that twinge of pain every time they connect, turning her on.

“Deep enough?”

“Oh my god,” she repeats, biting her lip as he grips a handful of her curls and begins stroking, faster now.

Her whimpers and whines met the damp air around her as her lover rutted her back and forth on his big dick.

“Like that, baby?” He asks in that teasing tone that turns her into mush, placing kisses on her neck.

“Yesss, fuck me just like that,”

Moving his big hand to her neck, he grips hard just how she likes, already knowing her eyes are rolled back.

The noises she makes when she can barely breathe makes him harder than ever for her, the kisses to her cervix proving that point.

Poor thing is stuttering over her words, pushing at his thighs with one hand, holding him closer with her opposite foot.

Moving his hand to her back, he presses her into the mattress, his strokes making her squeal and squeeze him for dear life.

“Like that, huh?”

“Yeah!” She yells, a smile covering her lips.

Both of her legs wound up around one of his as his strokes became too much.

“Oh fuck, oh fffuck!”

“Mmhm..,You gon gimme that nut, baby?” He asks.

She nods, another moan spilling out with her chopped “yes” as she cums hard, shaking in his lap.

Her body jerked away from his, going limp on the bed, but he wasn't done yet.

Flipping her over, he slides right back in, pulling her legs up on his shoulders, sinking as deep as possible into her.

“I love you, baby,” he says, staring down at her.

“I love you too, baby,” she moans back, reaching out for him as he closes the space to kiss her.

He rocks her in his arms, kissing her neck, telling her how good she feels, how much he loves her… she's floating, feeling the burn in her thighs, beginning to hold them up herself.

Dipping his hips, she gasps, reaching for his shirt at the jabs to her sweet spot, her thighs shaking terribly.

“Don't stop, baby,” she moans, holding him closer.

“What's gon happen?”

“I'm gonna cum,” she whines, mouth opening wider with every thrust, eyes damn near crossing as she finally hits her peak.

“Oooh, shit!”

Still stroking, he digs for another one, telling her to “keep cummin’”, and who could resist that??

“Mmmm!! So good, baby!”

“It's all for you, baby.” He kisses her face and her lips.

“So deep,”

“Mmhm,”

“So big, fuck baby!”

She clamps down on him once more, as he pins her hands to the bed and pounds into her, leaving her no choice but to take every inch of her pleasure.

Staring into each other's eyes, he searches hers, watching them glaze over as she tries to hold on. He raises his brow, making her pout as he strokes right where she needs him to, unable to hold it any longer.

Her eyes never leave his as it washes over her body in a million tingles, him just above her, smirking and nodding, that beautiful mouth mumbling how good she did.

Happy love day, kids 💜

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[aizawasbrazybaby]

❥𓂃𓏧 Feel My Touch

𖦹Warnings: Gyno!Nanami x Fem!Reader, p in v sex, Oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, mention of spit, pet names (reader is called beautiful), Squirting, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Choking

𖦹Word Count: 1.7K

🫧: So because of my job and random ass hours my upload days are Saturday. I’m working on my SDV fics too ʕ-᷅ᴥ-᷄ʔ.Btw this is barely edited so sorry for any mistakes

ᐕSummary: You’ve never experienced an orgasm but a new doctor has you feeling new things…

Beads of sweat threatened to slide down your temples as you waited. Anticipating that new nerve riling sensation that’s been eating at your lower abdomen for the past week. When you first felt it you assumed it was one of those normal infections women usually get. But the symptoms weren’t the same in the slightest. There was no itching, burning while urinating or thick white substance. This feeling was foreign and indescribable.

Your ears perked as you heard your name being called. The lady flashed a smile, her short brown hair pulled back, “right this way.” She led you to one of the rooms further to the back and passed you a gown that was commonly used in hospitals, “change into this and the doctor will be in shortly to assist you.”

You sent her a curt nod and a smile that didn���t quite reach your eyes, “thank you.”

Once the door clicked shut an eerie silence you were used to fell over the room. You stripped down to your skin, stuck your arms through the sleeves and tied a bow with the loose strings. Music blasted through the speaker of your phone from the tiktok videos. Minutes passed, longer than you expected, before three knocks echoed in the room and your posture straightened.

“Good evening,” Nanami smiled.

One glance at him and that feeling. That fucking feeling hammered throughout your body. Stronger than you’ve ever felt. Traveling from your quick beating heart all the way to your cunt. Your hand absentmindedly touched your belly attempting to pinpoint this emotion, “hi.”

“______ ______ right?” He closed the door behind him and sat in the round rolling seat, “Dr. Nanami, nice to meet you.”

“Where is Dr. Shoko? I made an appointment with her.”

His eyebrows twitched as he refrained from saying what really came to mind first, “she asked me last minute to stand in for her for more hands-on experience as I am no longer training under her. Shoko claimed to have sent an email to all of her patients last night.”

You grimaced internally knowing it was mixed in with the other hundreds of unopened emails, “oh..”

“For obvious reasons if you don’t wish to continue with this appointment that’s completely understandable and you’ll be refunded in full.”

“That’s okay I don’t mind,” you said, unable to look away from his breathtaking features. You attempted to partially explain how you felt without tripping over your words and stuttering. Yet there was no luck in that department.

He stood to lean your seat back, “are you pregnant or think you might be?”

“No.”

“Have a husband or partner?” His eyes shot to your ringless finger.

“Single.”

“Now ____ when was the last time you’ve had sex?” He guided your legs apart, securing each calf in the raised holders. He couldn’t stop his eyes from wondering low enough to see the slick on your thighs.

Your hands rubbed you eyes, which he was thankful for, as you answered the question, “bout eight years ago..I think…I’m not quite sure it was one time with one guy and I didn’t really enjoy it.” Which was true. The guy who’s name you didn’t care to remember snuck you to one of the rooms during a house party full of drunks. The only reason you agreed to lose it was because you wanted to see what the hype was about. Why all your friends enjoyed fucking people.

Nanami passed you a square hand sized mirror, “according to Shoko all of your tests from last month came back clear and it says you scheduled due to odd sensations, tell me what’s going on with that.”

Your eyes hit the ceiling and you took a deep breath, “it’s complicated. There’s this clear liquid that keeps coming out and a strange feeling down there. It aches but not in a painful way. It's gonna sound weird but it kind of feels good.” The doctor sat quietly.

assessing maybe?

“I can explain but I need you to hold the mirror so you can see what I’m doing..I like for new patients to watch so they have a better understanding.” Gloved hands snaked to your hips pulling you lower. His thumbs rubbed up and down your spread lips smearing the essence around and stopping before your clit. A low hum of pleasure escaped, causing you to cover your mouth. “It’s fine to make noise, it's normal..no one will hear you except me.”

“What is that?” a thin glistening line connected to your body and his finger.

“Arousal,” his middle finger rubbed circles on your clit, “that sensation you keep feeling. Sometimes it’s for no reason, other times it’s because you come across something or someone you find sexually desirable. Miss._____ ,” your pussy clenched around nothing and you sucked in a hard breath, “do I happen to suit your taste?” You nodded knowing a moan was at the tip of your tongue. “That’s very good, because you suit mine.”

“That feels really n-nice.”

The wheels on the chair inched him close enough that you felt his breath on your messy cunt. Removing his gloves he worked two fingers into you, watching them disappear slowly. His other hand pawed at the growing tent of his pants, “do you ever pleasure yourself?”

“N-no,” you hummed, “I d-don’t know h-how never tried.”

The corner of his lips rose ever so slightly. One blink and you would miss it, “There’s different ways to go about it. A lot of women like to finger themselves like this,” he pulled his hand back and drilled them in deep. Curling the tips in the process. Your moans drowned out the white noise from the old office light above head. Nanami’s thumb met your clit again, finding the pace that made your eyes roll to the back of your sockets. A white cream gathered in the nook of his digits.

“What,” you tried to catch your breath, “what the fuck was that what just happened?”

“That was an orgasm,” he pushed the ugly gown higher, “do you need some water we still have a few more things to go over?” His mouth wrapped around his fingers licking them clean.

“No,” you spat wanting nothing more than his hands all over you. Wanting him all over you.

He chuckled, “another way you could do it is oral sex. Even if you don’t have a partner to perform it on you there are toys designed for this purpose.” Nanami released his erection smearing his precum round his tip. From the mirror you watched him touch himself. God did you have the perfect angle. Spit fell from his mouth straight to his pretty cock head and his pale hand pumped agonizingly slow.

“Doctor,” you whispered not expecting him to hear you. His blond locs were the last thing you saw before his lips were latched on your pussy. Devouring every last drop. He moaned as your cold fingers ruined his neat hair. “Just like t-that Nanami,” your hips were uncontrollably grinding into his tongue. The last guy didn’t try this but merely pounded your pussy sloppily only caring to get himself off.

Sweat gathered at your hairline and your heart quickened. A coil formed and only grew tighter as Nanami sucked your clit. He gripped the base of dick stopping his pace altogether. He picked up all the indicators that you were so so close to cuming for him. And he wanted to time it perfectly. “Fuckkk Nanamiii,” your body tensed and accidentally scrunched up his hair a grip too tight. He let out a deep long moan that pushed you over the edge. Your cum coated the inside of the doctor's mouth making his eyes widen. Globs of his release splattered on the floor. More than he has seen in a while.

Nanami rose to his feet, planting a foot on a protruding part of the chair. To his advantage the medical seat was low enough to align his dick to you. His cock slid between your saturated folds milking the last couple droplets of his pleasure.

“The last way,” he grunted, “dildo’s but nothing beats the real thing. May I?”

“Put it in,” you stopped short of begging for him to fuck you. It slipped in with more ease than you expected despite his size. His hands felt up every inch of your body making sure not to miss a spot. He hunched over and slipped his tongue in your mouth relishing in the remnants of yourself.

Nanami’s teeth grazed down your chest, “did he feel this good fucking you? Did he touch you the way I did?”

“Uh uh,” you writhed under him, holding on to his white jacket as his hips bucked into yours. He pushed deeper, holding himself in place. He was getting close to cuming again. Too close. And by the way you were wrapping around him he wanted to last as long as possible with you. A caressing hand stroked your cheek then slid down to your neck. Your eyes filled with white for the third time. Though you pushed him weakly he pulled out completely. Watching in absolute bliss as you squirted all over him and leaving visible wet marks on his light colored clothing.

His mouth hung open in amusement. He’s never hooked up with a woman who squirts only dreamed of it. And how he felt so foolish to think you’d last long after never experiencing an orgasm. To hell with making himself last.

“So fuckin beautiful,” he said before choking you, sliding his cock into your gushing cunt. He fucked himself so deep in your pussy the only way to move was back. Retracting his hips he pounded quick but it was enough to send you into overdrive. Squealing from the overstimulation. “Squeeze it beautiful,” he panted through the strokes. You did so and in an instant you felt his dick emptying itself. Neither of you moved for a minute or two until he placed a gentle kiss on your cheek. He sat up fixing the both of you before pulling a clipboard off the small desk.

“Miss._____ I’m going to schedule you for another visit in exactly two weeks from today for…some test.”

[mjparkerwriting]

Intro to WIP - Book 1/4

TLBH

"'You underestimate the power of mortals. They are, of course, insignificant in the grand scheme of it all, but that never seems to discourage them. They have the will and audacity that should only be reserved for gods. For us. They fight for lost causes. They long for old corpses. They refuse to quit. It is quite bothersome at times.'" --Maloria, Chapter 1

Genre: Fantasy

Status: First Draft; started January 1, 2023

Progress/Target: 56.5k/80-90k

Themes and Tropes: portal to another world, prophecies, chosen one, found family, rivals/enemies to lovers, sibling rivalry

Age Rating: 17+

Warnings: violence, death, mental illness

Plot: Seth and Zayna are the co-captains of their university's debate team and they can't stand each other. After yet another heated argument, they are sent off to the school's library in an attempt to force them to work together, but of course, something strange happens while they're there and the two are transported to a different world. There, the two meet many different citizens--some of whom are a great help to them and some that are anything but. Seth and Zayna just want to get home, but the deeper they get into this world, the more they find out it won't be as easy as they thought. Can they put aside their disdain for each other to reach a common goal, or will they let petty arguing ruin them and their chances of getting back?

Extra details: Black female lead. Cherokee male lead. Plenty of LGBTQ rep and many Black and POC characters.

[sanrioluversincebirth]

Can we stop tagging [character/anime] x poc!reader when it’s a black reader. It invites non-black people to view the content that is made strictly for black people and they can invade our spaces. We need our own tags because without them we will be forever secluded and left out. That is the whole reason why black writers write for only black people. Because their wasn’t, and still isn’t, enough content for us. Because people used terms that apply to people who aren’t black, like blushing and having straight hair.

Happy Juneteenth btw 😋🤘🏾

[galacticcity3]

Chile Haitian parents are so dramatic 🙄

[tinkerbitch69]

It is the duty of a writer to give to others the stories they never had themselves. The stories they needed to hear but no one was willing to tell.

[purrbangtann]

The mirror.🪞

Fallen angel!darkyandere!Jungkook x angel!oc

Warnings: Jk is cuckoo as usual, Jk insults oc, violence, dark themes, oc gets abused, knife and blood, non-con touching (non-sexual), crying, I think that’s it…

This is super long like…a good 3.8K words that feel like 6K

Disclaimer: THIS IS PURE FICTION, I don’t believe any of the BTS members engage in such activities, this is for entertainment purposes only, any ressemblance to real life is coincidental.

If one of my drafts doesn’t have any violence or blood in it, is it really my draft?

Context:

Adah is a angel, a pure angel, white wings but no halo.

Jungkook is a fallen angel who deceived Adah and her friends into think that he was a angel like them, so that he could get closer to her.

When he found himself close to her, she eventually fell in love with the character he had been pretending to be. I mean he wasn’t pretending..he just warped his character around a bit

To him, being close to Adah was a complete privilege but he wasn’t the only one who realized it. He easily spotted her best friend looking at her out of the corner of her eyes in jealousy. Luckily for Adah, the last time she looked at anyone out of the side of her was when Jungkook plucked out her feathers one by one and stabbed them into her eyes right after😁.

Adah slowly found herself losing friends after every little altercation, “Did you hear? Unica died of asphyxia, somehow she shoved a whole wig into her throat.” Adah sighed, this can’t be right, she wouldn’t have killed herself just because I told her she was weird for assuming that I was wearing a wig…right?

Adah closed herself off as she started to believe that she was the reason, that she was the problem. She ended up crying in Jungkook’s arms everyday, being embraced by his arms everyday until he once whispered a terrifying phrase in her ears,

“Don’t cry, they deserved it. All of them.”

———

Adah grabbed the floor under her, “You can’t trap me here Helios!” She yelled.

She bit her lip and looked around, she was trapped in a dark place, the only thing she could see was a mirror, in which she couldn't see her reflection, but the room that once belonged to to her.

She tried to charge on the mirror, but she got forcefully pushed back and fell on the ground.

She was on her knees with her hands on the ground, a single crystal clear tear falling, evaporating as soon as it touched the ground.

She was still in shock, her friends were dead.

Because of her. Or because of him.. she couldn’t wrap her head around it.

A figure appeared in the mirror and sat down infront of it.

"Helios, let me out, please." She pleaded.

Helios smirked.

"I already told you it isn't Helios, darling.

It's Jungkook."

---

Five minutes timeskip..

"Stop staring at me." Adah said while looking at the ground.

She refused to look at Jungkook, but that didn't stop him from being happy seeing her being dependent on him.

"But you look so pretty in this lighting." Jungkook replied.

Adah's hands balled up into fists as she clenched her jaw, "The Council will find out I'm missing." She whispered.

Jungkook stood up and entered the mirror, "Will they?"

Adah clenched her jaw and glanced away, the council and its system was flawed. Especially for angels that were of Adah’s race (Sentiunts)…I mean they don’t even have tastebuds or can grow wings with their powers. They were weak.

Shivers traveled her spine as her name rolled off his tongue, her weak wings tried to cover her but Jungkook brutally pinned them both on the ground, causing Adah to let out a soft groan, "Don't force me to get violent, qui sentit." He threatened.

(Sentiunts , Adah’s race (those who feel) Qui sentit is basically dehumanizing term for them🙂)

Adah's eyes darkened, "I’m pretty sure that’s racist and…No violence of yours can amount to the pain you've already caused me, Jungkook." She spoke.

Jungkook's face got closer to Adah's, until they had a tiny inch between them, "Don't jinx it sweet heart." He sweetly whispered through his pink lips.

Angry tears slowly built up in Adah's eyes, Jungkook planted a soft kiss on her forehead, "Don't try to rub it off, I'll know." He said as he got out of the mirror.

As soon as Jungkook went out of the room to get her a meal, she tore some fabric from her dress and tried to wipe it off, but the fabric disingrated into non-existence with some electric zap sound following it. “Where did it go..” she murmured while staring at her now empty hands.

She leaned against the bed Jungkook put in the dark room where she was residing. The room was like a box, with only two light sources, the mirror and Adah's heart.

But even she was getting corrupted by the dark shadow world Jungkook banished her to.

----

Meal time.

"I made your favorite." Jungkook said as he placed the tray just infront Adah's side of the mirror, without leaving his.

He looked up and saw Adah, curled up in a ball, sliently sniffing.

He took a sharp inhale and walked up to her, processing the scene.

Why is she crying.

I've never seen her cry like this before.

Why?

Isn't she happy with me?

Don't worry Adah.

I'll make you love me.

----

Nzikisa ngai na yoka nzoto❤️‍🔥. “Burn me, so that I may feel my body.”

He squatted down and took her in a tight embrace, even though she was protesting she eventually stopped.

"Adah, don't cry, this is the best for the both of us." He whispered.

Adah's soft sobbing stopped as she wiped her face dry. "....Don't even try to touch me." She expressed in a soft tone.

Jungkook's eyes slightly widened at Adah's sudden change of vocabulary towards him. The Adah he knows wouldn't ever say such a thing to him, never.

"Im sorry, care to repeat yourself?"

Adah tried to move away but Helios grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, "I'm trying to be nice to you, Adah." He inhaled sharply, "But you aren't making it easy."

(Helios and Jungkook are the same person.)

"Jungkook, you're hurting me." Adah said.

Helios didn't loosen up his grip, instead he made it tighter and got closer to her, "I know I'm hurting you, princess." He confessed.

He tilted his head to the side.

"But dont you see? I love you and I know you love me too, even if you refuse to admit it." He said.

Adah blankly stared at Jungkook,

"You're delusional." She said.

Jungkook smiled, "If my delusions got me next to you now, then yes. I am delusional."

"Just get away from me." Adah said as she tried scooting away from him. He tried to grab her wrist but she slapped away his hand, giving him a 3rd degree burn.

Helios hissed and glared at Adah, who was already trying to hide in the dark.

Angels aren’t even allowed to interact with fallen angels, so when a angel touches a fallen angel on certain places they burn them and vice versa.

He stood up and grabbed her sleeve with his non-burnt hand, "You're going to regret that."

---- time skip.

Jungkook rested his head on Adah's shoulder while looking at her, he sniffed her neck, taking in every single piece of her essence and filling up his lungs with it.

They were already sitting on the ground again, but this time with a different aura surrounding the two of them.

He slowly traced his finger over Adah's now bruised, bare arm, forcing out a weak smile at every tremble and shiver Adah had in response of his touch.

“I can’t touch your hand..but it looks so soft darling, I’m scared I won’t be able to help myself.”

He put his hand next to hers and imagined them intertwined.

Adah stayed mute.

"...Adah, please talk to me." He pleaded.

Adah looked at Jungkook's hand beside hers and pulled her hand away.

Jungkook rested his head in the crook of Adah's neck and planted a few kisses along her jawline, "You know I never like hurting you, but you get a little bit feisty sometimes." He said.

"...." still no response from Adah.

Adah, is very soft spoken, so people tend to cross some limits with her sometimes, but they also regret it, quickly. If you asked a description of Adah, they'd recite you the dictionary's definition of pure….and naive

Jungkook looked at Adah, she was staring out into the void as a scarlet liquid traveled from her nose to her soft plump lips, to her chin and dripped on her plain turquoise dress. She didn't even bother to wipe it nor to cry.

Her puffy eyes from an entire night without sleep contradicted her big pupils that used to shine like stars in the moonlight, her long eyelashes that fluttered every time someone complimented her, Her eyebrows that conveyed her emotions in gentle but strong ways into people's heart.

Jungkook softly turned Adah's face towards him, "Adah~" He whispered.

Adah's eyes glanced at him but wandered off. Jungkook clinged onto her bruised arm, causing Adah's breath to hitch in pain.

"Adah, don't you know how much this hurts me? Just give into me, love." He pleaded.

Adah, in spite of her being faced to Jungkook, she still easily avoided eye contact with him.

"Adah, stop ignoring me." He firmly said.

Adah layed down on the ground out of exhaustion, causing one of her bare breasts to almost get out of the dress. Since her fight with Helios, her dress lost its right sleeve, the left sleeve was partially torn off and her modest collar got reduced to a décolleté. (low v-neck)

Jungkook crawled next to her and layed down infront of her, still forcing her to look at him,

"Do you want me to beg? Then I'll beg for you, please." He begged.

Adah blankly stared at him, Jungkook couldn't figure out what was playing out in her head but he knew it wasn't good.

He got closer to Adah and wiped the blood on her lips away with his thumb. "Adah..please? I can’t get those images out of my head…I’m sorry." He negociated.

Adah looked at the stars she could see out of jungkooks window on his side, trying to block Helios out of her ears.

"Adah just talk to me, please!" Helios yelled.

He pulled her up and sat next in front of her, “Adah..please I’m sorry.” He whispered. He started to tell out her name as if she had died, she right was right in front of him, staring at him with a certain blankness that was unfamiliar to her face.

"I'm sorry I’m sorry, please I- I’m sorry." He pleaded.

He cupped her face and pecked her lips repeatedly, trying to get a reaction from her, but nothing.

Adah looked at Helios with a glint of pity and boredom consuming her eyes.

Adah's mouth gaped open as if she was about to say something, but she closed it.

His large black wings came out and flared up, showing an experience of intense emotions circulating through Jungkook's body.

"Burn me, yell at me, curse me, just- just do something!" Jungkook begged, his wings stretching out further and further at each point.

His broken voice echoed all over the room, hurting Adah’s ears.

Adah looked at the veins popping out of his neck and his red knuckles that matched the stains on her blue turquoise dress.

Adah looked down, pretty much ignoring the scene infront of her. Helios lifted up his shirt and pressed Adah's hand against his obliques, he didn't even cry out a yell from the pain, the excess adrenaline in his body didn't allow him to do anything except let out painful moans.

Adah tried to pull her hand back as it also began to burn her, she didn't want burn him in the first place.

When she finally got to pull her hand away she saw a 3rd degree burn shaped like a handprint where her hand was pressed against, she looked at her hand and she had a mild burn on her palm, but it was nothing compared to the burn Jungkook had, his skin surface on the burn had turned black and had a hole inside of it, in the hole we could see multiple skin layers that shouldn't be exposed.

She gasped and scooted away from Jungkook. Jungkook on the other hand, was smiling at the sight of his burn. "When it heals it'll be magnificent, but not as much like you." He imagined.

Jungkook dropped his shirt and sat down next to Adah, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, causing her to flinch.

"....I'm sorry my dear, I should learn how to control myself, shouldn’t I?" He softly said.

Adah narrowed her eyes at Jungkook's attitude, his mood swings were too much for Adah to deal with him.

"....Just talk to me, please, the last words I heard from you were screams, please." Jungkook begged.

Adah sniffed back the blood that was threating to leave her nostrils again, "Um....hurmfph."

That's it, Adah only made some mouth noises as she contemplated talking again, she absolutely didn't want to. But who knows what Helios would've done to her if she continued ignoring him.

Helios got closer to Adah and started kissing her, but Adah started moving her head, refusing to even be touched by him again.

Helios pulled away and looked at Adah, "Adah, I've been very patient with you, don't you think?" He falsely declared, "So maybe you could try to be good for me, for once." He proposed.

Adah turned her head to the opposite side, not wanting to even look at him.

"I'm speaking Adah, it's only right for you to look at me." He said.

After all, the Adah he knows wouldn't forget her manners.

Helios cupped her cheek and forcibly turned her head towards him, "Adah, Ignoring me like this won't do you justice." He said.

He looked into her eyes and saw that was still focused on the same object for the last 10 minutes now.

The glass shards and broken plates that were where the food tray used to be.

"...Oh I get it, you're hungry." Jungkook said followed by a soft chuckle.

"I know how grumpy you get when you're hungry, stay here." Jungkook got out of the mirror and went to go fix up a meal for her again.

(A/N: he’s telling a locked up girl to stay where she is?💀 mans is messed up fam😭)

As soon as Jungkook left, Adah grabbed the biggest glass shard she could see, and slid it into her panties.

She knew he wouldn't find out because even if it doesn't seem like it, Jungkook had boundaries when it came to physical touch, never in a million years could his hand travel lower than Adah's abdomen without any consent. Those were the only type of morals and principles he'd keep.

Barely.

---

"Here, you must be very hungry." Jungkook placed the tray infront of Adah.

Adah pushed the plate to where the food tray used to be and left it there.

Jungkook was confused at her action and sat down, "Why aren't you eating?" He asked.

Adah turned her body away from the plate and Jungkook, her back facing him.

"Adah, I can't let you starve to death, huh?" Jungkook tried to sympathize.

Adah dropped her head into her knees and pretty much isolated herself.

"Adah, eat." Helios ordered.

Adah ignored him again.

Jungkook went and shoved the bowl infront of her, "I couldn't make your favorite again because you ruined the first one." He said.

Adah looked in the bowl, it was soup but her reflection was nowhere to be seen.

Jungkook got closer to the bowl and put the spoon inside, leading the soup filled spoon towards her mouth, flashing Adah a weak smile as she glanced at him.

“Adah..” he quietly whined.

She slowly closed her eyes and reopened them, putting her face back against her knees.

His eyebrows raised a bit, “Please don’t force me to get mean..” he whispered.

No response from Adah.

He sighed,

“Fine I tried.”

He pulled Adah's hair towards him and snaked his arm around her neck, having her into a headlock.

Adah's wings pryed out of her back, fluttering uncontrollably out of defense, she scratched Jungkook's arm with her nails to force him to remove his arm from her neck, She still didn't speak, only grunts and whimpers were heard from her part. He pulled his arm closer to his chest, practically choking Adah.

He took the bowl and poured it into her mouth, even with the soup that was getting spilled, enough of it entered her mouth for her not to die or faint from starvation.

Adah grabbed his hand, burning his fingers.

Jungkook groaned and pinned Adah’s wrist down in response.

When the bowl finished it contents, Helios loosened his grip on Adah's neck and panted, "See? That wasn't that bad, was it?" He asked.

Adah whimpered and Jungkook slowly traced his fingers along her collarbones, "Don't hate me for this baby, but...." He said.

"You should be feeling something by now." He calculated.

Adah coughed, then coughed again. A series of uncontrollable coughs followed

"Don't worry, it'll pass." Jungkook said

-- 5 minutes later

Adah is still coughing but it has gotten softer and less regular, her coughs became bloody and started to become gags.

The soup still wasn’t cleaned up and had dried it’s leftovers on her neck, dress and jaw.

Jungkook rubbed her back and hit it harshly, after he did that, something came out of her mouth. Having come closer to the object. Adah saw that the blood soaked thing on the ground was the fabric she used to wipe off Jungkook's kiss.

Helios picked it up and looked at it, "I guess I should carve my name into your skin for you to understand that you're mine, Adah."

"N- uh uh." Adah expressed out of exhaustion.

Jungkook rested the back of Adah's head on the right side of his chest as he sat back down.

"Words." Jungkook ordered.

"...No." Adah quietly squeaked.

"Good girl." He praised.

He looked down and fixed her dress's décolleté, "You're so lucky I'm nice, anyone else would've done something horrible by now." Helios said.

"So just continue being good for me, arraseo?" Helios proposed.

Adah pursed her lips and rested her eyes.

--------

1 week later,

Jungkook gave her a new dress and some underwear since she stopped acting up,

Her wings were flared up everytime he entered her dark room.

Her previously fluffy and short feathers got replaced by some longer, thicker ones.

And that’s totally not because of the illegal steroids he put in her food :)

Helios stopped giving her drugs that would keep her up all night and day. So she could actually start distinguishing them.

--

Jungkook sat down infront of the little tray with two plates on it, "I missed having meals with you."

Adah flashed him a small smile.

Jungkook's ears became red from fluster, that was the biggest smile she sent him since she was in the mirror. They ate their meal, Jungkook asked her questions, did she like the food?

Was she feeling well?

Did she like him?

Did she want to stay with him forever?

Him?

Him.

Him!

Adah got worried and rubbed her hands together, "Jungkook,you look very tense." She remarqued.

Jungkook sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, "No, don't worry about me, I'm good as long as I'm with you." He said.

Adah stood up and sat behind him, she put her hands on his shoulders and started massaging his back.

"Darling you don't have to- Ah!" Jungkook exclaimed as Adah cracked his spine.

He felt relieved, “You should warn people when..” Jungkook stopped talking, he felt very relieved.

A little bit too relieved.

"….Adah, what did you do?"

Adah stood infront of him as showed a thin worm like string.

"I pulled out your nerve, it'll regenerate in a few hours, I'll put you to sleep, get your blood and leave the shadow world." Adah said.

Jungkook tried to get up but he couldn't, as if he was getting restrained by something.

"Don't, you'll hurt yourself." Adah said.

Helios stared at Adah, "I'm going to beat you up so hard for this." He said.

Adah sighed and crouched down, "Sorry."

And then the world went all black for Jungkook.

-----

Those few hours later.

"The Council moved." The elderly woman said.

Adah has been asking strangers where The Council went so that she could go report Helios.

"Where to?" Adah asked.

The woman shrugged, "It has moved to the starrise département."

"Arraseo, may all odds be in your favor." Adah inclined her head and ran away.

---

Jungkook walked around the Starrise department with a knife hidden in his pocket.

He wore all black with a hood over his head, looking for Adah, he'd figure his foolish lover would go and try to report him, so he put a temporary spell on the people of his city, making them believe that The Council had moved to the Starrise department.

He knew it would be a matter of minutes before they notice his unauthorized spell but what does he care?

He would've flown over the city to find her but anyone would recognize a fallen angel's dark wings.

"Look at what you're making me do Adah." He murmured.

He smelled that Adah was getting closer and closer, she was probably flying. So he ran ahead to the alleged council and waited for her there.

Jungkooks head shot to the other side of the street as he heard a pair of wings flutter, indicating that someone just landed. He looked at the source and felt his heart flutter intensely.

He let out a soft moan as he felt his recently regenerated nerve still connecting to the other ones.

He followed her from afar and saw her enter an alleyway. So he entered too.

She was stretching out her wings's feathers for a longer wingspan, since she couldn't walk properly with unbalanced feathers.

"Long time no see, princess." Jungkook said.

Adah turned her head in panic and grabbed her glass shard.

"Don't come any closer, it's poisoned."

( angel cookie juice can be life threatening for fallen angels/ demons yall! It's to prevent them from fornication and breeding just like their hands.)

"I wonder what it's poisoned with." Jungkook said as a cocky smirk creeped up his face.

"But enough games." Jungkook said as he pulled out his knife, "I'll bring you back home."

And the fight started.

Adah doesn't like fighting and would've flown away already if it weren't for her unbalanced wings.

So when they fought, Adah tried to dodge most of the hits, when she couldn't, she started attacking him blindly.

She ended up stabbing his arm and graze his neck. As consequence Jungkook flared up his wings so Adah couldn't escape.

He trapped her and pulled out a syringe, "You're going to feel a teeny tiny pinch." He said.

He neutralized Adah and brought her back.

-----

Bed.

Mirror.

Stool.

Morning.

Figure.

Bruises.

pain.

Eyes.

Bandage.

Chains...chains?

Adah's foot was chained to the wall, as soon as her vision cleared up she saw Jungkook bandaging his arm while glaring at her.

He was on his side on the mirror, but that didn't make his gaze burn any less. He was shirtless so she could see the place Jungkook marked himself with her burn.

Adah shyly glanced at him, his arm looked okay, for some reason that kind of relieved her.

She stood up from the bed and discreetly looked for the rest of glass shards.

Helios looked at her, "I threw the glass shards away." He said.

Adah's breath hitched and she quickly sat back down.

Jungkook put his shirt back on a walked towards Adah, who was glaring at the ground.

"I put my hands on you again, Adah." He confessed.

"You should be mad at yourself for making me feel like this." Helios said.

Adah looked up in disbelief, "I'm bleeding." She hoarsely whispered.

The inside of her fleece lined sweater sleeves were soaked in her blood.

"I know you are, what did you think i was trying to do?" Helios asked.

Adah fiddled with her fingers.

"....You want to eat?" Jungkook asked.

Adah shook her head, "I’m angry." She said.

"How dare you, i'm the one that's supposed to be angry." Jungkook sighed. "..What do i need to do to keep you here? Break your legs and wings?...because i will." He said.

Adah scoffed,

"I...i can't believe you." She said.

Adah's eyebrows furrowed together as a tear traveled her cheek, it soon got followed by more and more.

"You don't love me Jungkook,

You're obsessed."

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Why you so obsessed with me, BOY I WANNA KNOWWWWWWW.

I’m kidding, I promise I’m normal🥲.

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- Purrbangtan.

[navybrat817]

I love your fics and I wanted to know are your au’s Asian or black

Hi, nonnie! I'm glad you like my nonsense. I answered a similar ask here. I'm not a POC blog, but I do my best to make my readers as blank of a canvas as possible. You'll also never see a "reader" in my moodboards.

@the-soot-sprite has an Asian writer masterlist here.

@starynighty has a Black writer masterlist here.

@flordeamatista has a Latino-Hispanic writer masterlist here.

Amazing writers and creators on these lists. I hope you enjoy! Love and thanks. ❤️