#probably until next expansion tho

[fooltofancy]

i'm cutting his hair off.

[platinumaspiration]

well, @brandinotbroke just gave my ego the hugest boost with this tag game! I really shouldn't play this while in a bad mood tho :p

What’s your favourite sims death? I would have to say...probably flies. Never had it happen in my game (naturally), tho

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? 4t2 maxis match conversions, because it's gross and ugly :p No, but for real, I like all cc. People put a lot of time and love into what they create/convert/retexture/recolor. I think that should be recognized.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? No...who does that?

4. Do you use move objects? Yes, kind of have to sometimes!

5. Favorite mod? I had to go into my main save for this one haha. I'd say...all the anti-corruption mods. And to piggy back off of brandinotbroke, ACR! The rest I could probably live without if I could ever sort my folder. Oh, also, one mod I'd really like to give a try is Story Progression by LazyDuchess.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? First purchased was Christmas 2005. My parents gifted me Sims 2 and then my birthday a month later I got University, I believe. I should show you all the video of me opening it and running off to play haha. First played was, I wanna say Urbz! and Bustin' Out. We would rent those from the video store.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? Alive. I recently found out my IRL BFF pronounces it as Living. I've known her almost 20 years and feel like I don't know her anymore 😅

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? Rhiannon, one of my model sims, but all 4 of my models are my favorite. I really should put Rhiannon as a townie in my uberhood. She deserves a life outside of posing.

9. Have you made a simself? Yes, like 18 years ago lol. Ended up corrupting the hood trying to move me with my 10 same face kids to a new neighborhood. I've really enjoyed the premade sims ever since.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? of sims 3 traits: absent-minded, light sleeper, brooding, over-emotional, nurturing, workaholic, frugal

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? TS4's #13 - Honey Blond

12. Favorite EA hair? probably aflongsimple or affuzzylongep

13. Favorite life stage? oh gosh... probably adult in any game lol

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? gameplay, I'll let @plumbtales and @kestrelteens do the building and inspo!

15. Are you a CC creator? I don't think I've created anything myself. I've converted a ton of stuff tho! I'd love to create something, but textures are so difficult for my brain to understand. I commend those who retexture!

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? Yeah! Baby Gang! lol, not like we do anything other than play online pvp games and share cc wips

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) 2 is my ultimate, though I'd love to dive back into Sims 3

18. Do you have any sims merch? Maybe someday @microscotch and I can make something palpable

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? Not gameplay (yet).

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? Well, I had dial up internet until about 2010 so... figure that one out haha. But yeah, I was a semi-realistic kind of girl up until about... 2020? 2021? when i made the switch to 4t2. Still working on becoming completely 4t2.

21. What’s your Origin ID? n/a lmao

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? Oh gosh, there's too many. All my mutuals, I love ya and your cc! Even some people who are not mutuals with me are my absolute favorite. I could never choose haha.

23. How long have you had a simblr? I think I just had my 2 year anniversary.

24. How do you edit your pictures? I recently commissioned the Queen of Renders ™ @microscotch to take preview pics for me while i was out of town lol. She also made me a photoshop template as well. (Go get a commission, she's having a sale right now 😉) For gameplay, I let reshade do the work for me and crop/size it to 700x934

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? Brandinotbroke gave the best answer haha. I honestly don't know what kit EA can come up with next

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? For Sims 2, probably Nightlife. The first 3 EPs, honestly. Sims 3 has to be Ambitions and Generations. Idk about Sims 4 as most I've played is about 2 hours in Strangerville as the Beakers.

Gonna tag baby gang, feel free to ignore! @microscotch @tvickiesims @lordcrumps @simsisit

thank you again to brandinotbroke for making my day, my week, my month and maybe even my year.

[noirshitsuji]

Oh god, "I’m untethering from the parts of me you recognize" - Marigami

give me a ship/character combo + sentence in asks

(extremely angsty, this one, if you'll believe it)

*

Kagami stares at the bathroom sink. Stares and stares, until she can’t even see it anymore, until it’s just a vast expanse of negative white in her field of vision.

“Where were you?” she says, and the shuffling behind her stops. 

“I was right next to you.”

“Yes,” Kagami says, turning around. Marinette’s eyes are right on hers, distraught, but not red. “You were right there, and when Luka asked you what the plan was, you had nothing to say, and when I offered suggestions, you shot down every one of them without offering anything constructive. Then Adrien interrupted and started throwing anything out and seeing if it stuck, and you didn’t say anything at all to him. And then you just watched as Max stepped in and started explaining the probabilities of different outcomes of his ideas.”

Marinette’s voice is barely above a whisper. “What should I have said?”

“Anything. That’s your role.”

“No,” Marinette says. “Not anymore.”

Kagami shakes her head. “Just because we don’t have the miraculous–”

“It’s not just that,” Marinette says. “It was a mistake. All of it. It never should’ve been mine. Adrien can have it, if he wants to.”

Kagami stares at her. Stares and stares. She wants to wipe the tears now streaming on her face. Wants her to smile. Wants to scream at her. 

She doesn't know what to do, so she walks away.

*

who knows??? what marinette is going through in this one?? insane prompt didn't know what to fully do with it will save it for future ref tho

[marcilled]

According to the votes on that poll, at least 70% of you want to hear about my FFXIV ocs (meanwhile, only 12% think i should sleep. so i'm awake still, typing this.) I'll ramble about them under the cut, but for the ~7% that said they don't know what ffxiv is, I ended up rambling quite a bit about what ffxiv even is, and why I personally enjoy it/what i recommend for anyone who's interested in it. (I made it easy to skip over if you don't care to read about that, though)

Gonna put this under a readmore since it got really long;

Cassern Qestir! my main girlie. she/it pronouns. lesbian .

she's the warrior of light. if you don't know what that means; it's the protagonist. if you still need more context:

(skip to the blue text if you don't want to read me explain ffxiv and why i think it's worth playing, i didn't expect to ramble this much about it...)

Final Fantasy XIV is a MMORPG by Square Enix. Most other final fantasy games aren't MMOs, but this one is. That means it's a multiplayer game with RPG elements. It's also heavily story-driven. While you might hear people complain about the story at times- and I'd be one of them- it manages to really leave an impression in spite of any contrivances, awkward writing, or plotholes. That's due to the fact that the player character is... well, whoever you want them to be.

Your WoL (Warrior of Light), the player character, is the protagonist of the story. And it really must be emphasized... They are so, so fully the protagonist, it's hard for other protagonists to even compare to the protagonist energy the warrior of light has. That might seem... dull or uninteresting to some, but eh, it's not like you can please everyone- the point is for you to get into character, and if that doesn't interest you, then hopefully the other characters in the story will. Personally I love this aspect- I've made the WoL my own oc with a really, really detailed backstory. Which brings me to my next point;

The Worldbuilding... The worldbuilding is probably the strongest point of ffxiv, aside from the STELLAR soundtrack it boasts. The worldbuilding is incredibly detailed, and is there to encourage roleplaying, as well as to help the plot along (tho, really, it works best as a means to encourage roleplay). I suppose I should be more specific here; it's the setting that's really the key point here- the world, the cities, each and every river and valley... But also the time period, the history, etc etc etc... There's a lot of material to work with, and I suppose you'll just have to believe me that it's really quite in-depth (if you're interested in that depth! totally fine not to engage with it, too.)

All of this isn't... going to grab or interest everyone, certainly, but eh, I've accepted that at this point lol. Don't force yourself to keep playing it if it isn't grabbing you, but for me, I started playing it for the social aspect- doing something in the game with friends, socializing in the game, making new friends through it... it's been great for that. What I didn't expect is how much the story would grab me.

FFXIV's story is very slow to start, but gradually builds on the humble roots of your adventurer until you're literally saving the entire universe. It's very, very gradual, and this slow pace might turn people off as well. Especially if you hear people say "it really gets good at heavensward!" "shadowbringers is unforgetable!" "just wait til next expansion--" these sorts of things are common to hear, but it's the same as touting that a game gets good "after the first 20 hours of gameplay", it's poison. Just try it out and see how you feel about how it plays. If the style of doing quests is interesting to you, if the combat feels engaging or shallow. etc. hey wait this was supposed to be about my ocs. ok i'll finish talking about the story and then get back to my ocs.

Anyhow. The story is really shallow at first, it's true. Even within the whole base game itself, (A Realm Reborn, aka 2.0), it can be a bit dull and contrived, and boy oh boy is the voice acting completely awful... It's rough around the edges. But if you're like me, you can really appreciate a series that starts out rough around the edges, and slowly evolves over time from humble beginnings into an epic tale that really blows away your expectations... It's about growing with the narrative, to me. If that sounds interesting to you, maybe you'll like it. I certainly did. In fact, ffxiv might be like... top 10 games to me, in terms of how its story affected me personally. Particularly the shadowbringers and endwalker expansions. But you can't skip all the way there, either- the context of everything that happened before it is crucial to understanding where you're at once you get to those expansions. The more you skip, the more lost you'll likely be. Take your time. Don't rush. And ignore anyone who tells you "it gets really good at (x) part!!!", it's a great way to set yourself up for disappointment if you end up not personally connecting with a certain plotline or character moment. I think, the thing that makes ffxiv really special... is.. it's YOUR story. The story of you- your warrior of light. And the parts that are going to connect for YOU, and for your warrior of light, are not necessarily the same as what connects for anyone else. You may end up loving the slow, humble beginnings of ARR, and feel alienated by all the saving-the-world stuff that comes later. Who knows! It's what you make of it. That's kind of the beauty of it. Now, I could talk all day about how I personally connected to shadowbringers and endwalker, (and some smaller moments, scenes, & questlines from earlier in the game), but you didn't come here for all this, you came here to read about my ocs. SORRY.

I'm done talking about FFXIV as a game now. It's time to ramble about my OCs.

FFXIV is really great for making OCs, if you like its setting. Square Enix doesn't like when you talk about it, but there's a pretty big modding scene that lets you customize your characters way beyond what the vanilla game allows for. This is often used for horny purposes, but more interesting to me personally is the gender euphoria I get from seeing my own body reflected in my own character. I gave Cassern wider shoulders, made her taller than any other au ra woman can be in vanilla, and gave her the horns that are typically only on male character models. She is so transgender. i love cassern.

Cassern Qestir is the warrior of light, meaning she's the protagonist that goes on to save everyone and everything. But at the start of her story, she's a budding new adventurer, completely new to Eorzea- her home is far to the east, in the Azim Steppe, where most Xaela Au Ra hail from. It started out casting spells, but picked up ninjitsu along the way, and quickly became one of the most skilled shinobi there is.

(she kills fascists lol)

she's also pretty socially awkward, in spite of her unparalleled combat capabilities... it lacked a lot of confidence early on in the story, too, but over time it got a lot of character development, and gained confidence. my little beepo. i have a lot of photos of it, but I don't want to make this TOO long... plus, it's difficult to give a spoiler-free overview of her character that's still approachable to people that don't know anything about the game. I suppose I could talk about her backstory, because most of my writing for her actually happens before the main game... but, eh, I'd still need to introduce a lot of settings and topics that wouldn't make sense if you haven't played before. tricky to do. maybe I'll attempt that one of these days. Anyhow... onto my next oc...

This is Samga Mol! they/them. bi.

Samga is a touchy, standoffish Xaela dragoon. (Dragoon means they fight with a lance- it's one of the many jobs in the game, like Ninja is. I'd need another long tangent to explain that in full.) Samga was actually close friends with Cassern in their youth, having also grown up on the Azim Steppe- but the two of them haven't spoken in years... I wonder what happened between them?

They're very edgy, as dragoons often are- but they also have a softer, gentler side that they don't often let show... They also get grumpy if you say they're cute. (Which is just even cuter, by the way.) They actually have a soft spot for animals, particularly chocobos.

But shhh, don't tell anyone you saw them like this... they have a reputation to uphold, you know. Tough, menacing dragoon that kills in the name of dragonkind and all that. Most feared heretic in all of Ishgard, strikes fear into the hearts of the temple knights... Wait, weren't they from the Azim Steppe? How did that happen?? Hmm, I wonder...

---

I have a lot more OCs, but most of them don't have cohesive designs and intricate backstories like Cassern and Samga do- and more often than not, mostly exist just to add more depth to the story between the two of them. There's a few others I have, like this mad scientist catgirl named Dr. Frankie. I'm still working on her. She's completely unrelated to Cassern and Samga's story;

stay tuned if you enjoy morally dubious scientist women with an ephemeral grasp on social etiquette. i'm already obsessed with this little freak, i just need to develop her a bit more before i start showing her off all the time. she also has an ... "assistant" that i'm excited to design. more on that later.

Anyhow, this was a really, really brief overview of my ocs, and I have SO many more thoughts on them, that I post about with much more frequency over on @azimsteppe ... when I remember to... (I usually use twitter for ffxiv stuff, but I'm sure you're all familiar with how that website is faring these days...) just be aware that there are spoilers on that blog, and although i try to tag them, you'll likely run into some spoilery stuff if you browse there long enough.

please let me know what you think!! it always makes me happy hearing what people think of my ocs and what interests them about them... :] and!! big thank you for reading all of this!! it was a lot of fun just to ramble lol, my ocs mean a lot to me. so i'm glad it interests at least some of you. take care!!

[ofmdee]

some sims questions!?!?!!

thank u for the tag @eulaliasims 💜 im gonna do these for ts4 unless it's specified

1. What’s your favourite sims death? Omg. Ummm, is it cheating to say old age? I like the satisfaction of knowing i got that sim thru LIFE. But cardiac explosion is also a good one.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? for ts4, def mostly maxis match, but i'm not like, super strict? something looks good i download it 😂 which is a problem.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? no??? i did take away sim ed's massive bulging muscles he got from too many autonomous workouts once, tho.

4. Do you use move objects? it is Always on

5. Favorite mod? probably MCCC. it does So Much.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? Livin' large!!!! 😂

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? LIVING for real i never even considered ALIVE was even an option until recently

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? well, i don't really make sims too often these days, i usually play sims born in game? i mean i obv favor my ofmd sims, but i didn't actually MAKE their bases, they're from the gallery, just heavily made over. from my ts2 days tho i rly liked val.

9. Have you made a simself? oh yeeeee, many times! my most recent one moved in w my gfs selfsim

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? Realistically: Cat lover, loner, socially awkward, erratic, and lazy 😅

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? ummmm i guess one of the pinks? idk it depends! never rly thought about it.

12. Favorite EA hair? bro idk

13. Favorite life stage? idk young adult i guess????

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? Both babeeeey. And story telling. And gif making. I use sims for a lot of stuff!

15. Are you a CC creator? I used to be (old ts2 content), but now i basically only make stuff for personal use for specific sims 😂

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? i think? def friends and friendly acquaintances, not rly a SQUAD so to speak, but i've made friends with a lot of ppl on simblr that i'm friendly with outside of simblr now.

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) 2, despite not having played it in years.

18. Do you have any sims merch? just the games 😂

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? nooo. i have a twitter 🔞, tho ;)

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? in ts2 it was very grunge/neon, and that's harder to find for ts4, imho, and i rly miss that! so i guess my ts4 style is less..... alternative? which is a bummer tbh.

21. What’s your Origin ID? i share jessy's, lol, and also i 🏴‍☠️ ts4 anymore so i don't even remember tbh

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? Buuuuuhhh i cannot choose just one! anyone who never paywalls their stuff, how about that? ;)

23. How long have you had a simblr? since like 2010 lol, this blog only for a few months, tho.

24. How do you edit your pictures? Photoshop! if they're for tumblr i crop them to 800x500, use this psd (that i've edited slightly by adding some vibrance) and then finish it with a super old sharpening action of pooklet's 😂 if i'm making gifs or graphics i switch up psds/etc but that's my go-to editing technique.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? i dont want ANY more fuckin sims 4 packs i am so sick of updating my game just let it DIE. tbh.

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? god idek, there are like 239483209483209 dlcs for ts4, it's hard to pick an overall fav. 🤣

if you wanna do this and haven't done it yet, here is your tag!

[flintstill]

Hooooohoohoohoohooooooooo boy…

None of this will probably mean anything to you but I have to yell it somewhere while I’m watching this presentation about what was my patient and case.

“X-rays remained almost the same, indicating that the lesion did not really change over the 3 years”

Wow—JUST LIKE I FUCKING SAID AND WAS BLOWN OFF ABOUT because you couldn’t be bothered to take my word for it. Or read the chart notes. Or look at old x-rays. 😱 until now apparently before your grand rounds presentation that you’re using to glorify yourself after you hijacked my case and patient.

And your admission right there also contradicts how you yourself introduced the case—that the patient presented with “swelling and pain” NO. She did not. She presented with a bony expansion, no swelling, no pain. Pain and swelling was because I was told to close the access even tho I disagreed but deferred to the expertise of the specialist

Remember when you said the lesion had perforated the nasal cavity and I told you, that imaging modality only shows fucking hard tissue clearly, you can less distinctlysee a layer of soft tissue, and CYSTS are defined as having a lining/wall that would also serve as a barrier. and based on—you know—assessing the actual patient and having been there since the beginning, I told you it fucking wasn’t, that there was at minimum a soft tissue barrier and possible eggshell of bone still protecting the nasal cavity, and you again blew me off and planted catastrophizing thoughts in the patients head?

And the endo specialist saying in conclusion of the presentation that we shouldn’t jump to the surgical part of the treatment. LIKE I FUCKING SAIDDDDDDDDDDD. But after your putting catastrophizing thoughts in the patients head and that she needed surgical intervention urgently to make yourself look like a concerned hero, and trying to paint me as negligent, when I was DESPERATELY HERDING CATS as fast as I could when the specialist was out of the country for a month during this time. When the pt only ever ended up on your fucking schedule because I was texting with the patient after hours at like 9/10 PM after giving her my personal number, and then frantically looking at the schedule and emailing the scheduling department at bedtime to get her in the next morning and your fucking schedule was unfortunately the only one with an opening because I was stuck in urgent care that day.

In conclusion. FUCK YOU DUDE but I so enjoyed watching the specialists say in the official presentation everything I fucking told you myself that you ignored. I may have less clinical experience than you but I have a Doctorate in the field and you have a Bachelors. Which clearly DOES make a difference exhibited by your management of this case after your shady fucking grab when I was just trying to do the best by the patient before initiating any hugely invasive intervention one couldn't turn back from. Fahhhk you

And also the “I’ll make sure people know it was your diagnosis” in the presentation. There wasn’t even an acknowledgment. I'm validated by the content and am not your glory-seeking ass (you sure fit the surgeon archetype therein, so that's fitting 😒), but I'm bothered by your lie about it.

[clippy]

if they put you in charge what would you put in the new disneyland expansion zone

this is pretty much confirmed already (by which I mean it's been brought up like, twice, and a photo of it was in a pamphlet someone gave me), but the TRON coaster....... i miss my wife (tho ideally i would want this added in during a GIANT tomorrowland overhaul rather than put into the disneyland forward area)

anyway uh. as far as other stuff goes... i genuinely have no idea. like, blue skying it, i would want it to be entirely new, theme park specific IP! like bring back some discarded old imagineering ideas for it, clone something original from an international park or something. idk. im not picky.

it wouldnt happen but a Dinoland USA clone would be so funny considering Dinosaur and Indy have the same track... but i want my friend Dr. Seeker to be known to the Disneyland goers because he is probably my 3rd favorite parks character

if i had to pick movie-based IP stuff, my top pick would be the disney villains land that's been... kinda hinted at for magic kingdom? i feel like that would go over INCREDIBLY well here, considering how popular the oogie boogie bash is lmao.

as far as my opinions on what's possibly coming in, since i dont have any ideas of what i would IDEALLY want...

zootopia land is in the rumor mill which i would be okay with if it wasnt. zootopia. the attraction for it is a trackless police chase ride with Judy and Nick... having this so close to LA (since LAPD is awful + SoCal in general is rife with fatal police chases) is in poor taste so that is one thing i DONT want.

also not a huge fan of the rumored Wakanda land cuz that just feels....... weird? they have to make it "canon" so idk, seeing a bunch of white people running around it (both as guests and likely CMs, too) seems tone deaf to the movie's message? i say this as a white person though. but maybe im missing something, and im sure it would be cool as fuck to see an incredibly important part of the MCU as a black kid, but again, not a perspective i have, and im sure there's a bunch of nuances im overlooking etc etc. esp since i dont care for the MCU and dont keep up with that stuff lol

other possible stuff ive seen thrown around are....

a Pandora clone which i feel indifferent about (mainly because Na'vi river journey sucks, and neither it or flight of passage are particularly high capacity rides, which the DCA part of the expansion will DESPERATELY need; Pandora is speculated to be in the DCA side)

world of frozen clone, which, again, i feel indifferent about. i thought it was going to be a fantasy springs clone (which is what Japan has and it's frozen, peter pan, and tangled) so finding out it's likely JUST frozen (based on what the park president recently said... tho looking, the DLF site still mentions peter pan and tangled) and will have that short ass kiddie coaster is a bummer

toy story land, which i will be OK with if we get a good version of the land... which is likely since our midway mania is already in pixar pier, which in theory gives us room for slinky dog dash + some flat rides... slinky dog dash is mandatory so i can see my friends Mr. Mike and Wheezy

anyway i just think it's funny how we might get an entire third theme park's worth of stuff greenlit when we STILL dont have any idea what that avengers E-ticket at avengers campus is gonna be LOL... curious what all is gonna get confirmed if the city of Anaheim approves this next month, or if we will have to wait until August to hear more at D23

[francisplaysguildwars2]

if you were given the power to design a new elder dragon in the gw2 canon, what would it be?

HELLO ANON IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE!!! I'm usually on mobile, which breaks a lot more than you'd think when I have 99+ notifs.. I think to give a genuine answer (that I'd be personally satisfied with anyway lol), I'll have to pick up SotO and see what's happening!

(I haven't played further than a tiny bit of LW episodes post EoD atm, but my memory is really bad due to other stuff happening outside of playing). If you gave me full control though, with no consequences overall to lore, to just make a new elder dragon, and slap its big magic ass right down into the canon world with my current knowledge.. I'd probably play around with a elder dragon tied specifically to the Mists and realms between only, more than with Tyria. (Put the dragon in WvW and let it stick its big nose into the Fractals... imagine the chaos... it would be terrible, mechanically) I'd have to think more about this in the long run if I'd want to workshop it out in a way to have a Mists elder dragon make more sense, but it just seems fun to me and was the first thing that came to mind, as I am a Mists, Fractals, and cosmic shenanigans enjoyer.

(this is also part of why I assume all my friends keep saying I will like SotO a lot aesthetically probably, but I'm taking my time and waiting until the expansion is fully released to start it; in the meantime anyway tho I've been planning to replay story to give myself a refresher since I've been away so long.) Thanks for the ask though!! What a pleasant surprise! Next to nothing normally happens on this blog LOL

[thekaijudude]

Any idea if the recent tsupro announcement about the November expo is gonna introduce a new Seven show or movie?

It states that they're considering "other projects" (in reference to Seven) once Seven's 55th anniversary thingy concludes at said expo

Ah yes I see youve read the news as well

I talked about this before like a few months ago I believe but in light of Tsubucon approaching as well as new information released, I might as well go through it again.

So if yall recall the leaked TsuPro documents, specifically the one that shows the timeline of the international expansion plans, there should be 2 more Shinverse Installments, one in 2024/25, the other in 2027/28

This is also consistent with one of the ShinU docs that showed Anno had proposed 2 more sequels for ShinU. But iirc the first was actually a Return of Ultraman adaptation, bascially ShinU 2, and only the third was Shin Ultraseven.

(I believe u can still find this document online)

So in all, I believe other than what was announced in the program lineup, there wont be anymore Seven-related projects until probably the next Tsubucon in 2025 based on what we know specifically regarding Seven

The most that can be expected for this is TsuPro randomly deciding against previous expectations to bring Shin Ultraseven forward and push ShinU 2 backward (dosent actually make sense continuity wise tho)

They might as well keep the previous arrangement and release Shin Ultraseven in 2027, for Seven's 60th Anniversary

So with regards to the "other projects", its either Shin Ultraseven or simply just some unimportant Tsuburaya Imaginations jazz that people outside of Japan won't be too interested in nor can we access it either anyways (does anyone even remember the Another Gene comic?)

To answer your implicit question and others that would most definitely ask next, as for what other possible projects could be announced, it should be ShinU 2, Blazar movie, UGF4, Netflix Movie, Gaia spin-off and Kaiju Decode would be the expected ones

Otherwise, the "expected-unexpected" ones imo would be another Gridman Installment, AU netflix series of the Ultraman Novel and/or a Darkness Heels anime adaptation

The most unexpected ones I can think of is a JJ spin-off (which was hinted at on twitter from his VA) and another Regulus spin-off (which may pushback UGF4 so I hope this dosent happen)

Thanks for the question!

[devilmayfamily]

Happy Birthday

Summary: its my bday and i feel old lol. Aside from that, here is a little headcannon list of celebrating your birthday with the DMC boys

Dante

Wakes you up with breakfast in bed

He would rather spend all day in bed with you, never getting up, never leaving the house, so he can pamper you all day

Just because he's broke does not mean he won't get you a gift. Small, expansive or otherwise, you are getting a gift

He will treat you to a fancy dinner and desert or pajama party with a pillow fort and takeout

Hey, why not both tho

Flowers on the kitchen table

If he has to leave, he makes sure you know and showers you in kisses before going

Will not take a single job on your birthday

Mans wants to spend all his time with you on your special day

Vergil

For a noncuddly man, he will cuddle you all morning until either of you are ready to actually get up

Makes breakfast with you but does most the work

Puts on classical music and ballroom dances with you

Pajama day, cuddled on the couch, reading together, tea/coffee/hot cocoa on the coffee table

Treats you to an even fancier dinner than Dante because mans knows how to save his money

Candles, flowers, new books, all plausible gift ideas

Somehow ends up getting you that black cat you always see in the cat café that you thought you'd never get

Nero

Didn't know what he was gonna do but managed

Breakfast in bed, flowers, cuddles, the whole shibang

Might have bought you two of your fave studded animals

He also will not take a single job on your birthday

You two stay in all day, ordering takeout, watching movies and napping every chance you got

Lets you live in one of his hoodies/shirts all day, he doesn't need anyways

Baked you a cake!

Ok, Kyrie might have baked it but he still got you a cake

V

Early morning cuddles

Leaves Shadow with you to keep you warm while he goes down to make bday preparations

Flowers on the table, candles in the living room lit

Has you sleep/cuddle up on the couch with breakfast and a book

Will not allow you to do a single thing all day

Need water? V's got it. Finished your book? Tell him which one you want next, he'll get it. Hungry? He'll cook whatever you want

Reads to you

Shadow likes to cuddle up with the two of you and who can say no to that beautiful kitty?

Griffon sings happy birthday off key any chance he sees you

V baked you cupcakes and needless to say, you probably ate 5-6 cuz they were just that good

[bestiesenpai]

Canidae pt2 - Getou Suguru

Oh oh oh, oh here we go, walkin’ talkin’ like you know, I want your pretty little psycho. Oh oh oh, oh here we go, baby strike a pose, I want your pretty little psycho! 14.5k words

part one

Content warningz: pseudo-incest, yandere shit, spanking w/ a belt, dubcon+noncon, (slight) breeding kink, choking, size difference, face fucking, drugging, vouyerism, face slapping, (slight) blood, biting, virginity stuff, (slight) pussy slapping, implied somnophilia, kind of mindbreak at the end? sorry it probably sucks tho

The first thing you notice when you wake up isn’t the heavy drooping of your eyelids as you fight the drugs off still lingering in your veins. It’s not the stark white ceiling contrasted with pastel pink walls, or the fact that you’re surrounded by plushies in a soft bed that’s not yours.

It’s the borderline too tight collar around your neck, a good sized bell attached to it that jingled softly when you moved. Skimming your fingers over it you can feel the metal heart attached to the front as well and with a heavy head, you turn to follow the pastel pink leash attached to the collar, wrapped around one of the posts of the bed frame.

You were too tired to try and unwind it, simply staring at it for what felt like ages as your vision went in and out of focus. Even with the white curtains drawn closed there was still afternoon sunlight peeking in and giving you plenty of light to notice another thing.

This wasn’t the house you ran away from. This wasn’t your childhood room, the shape and size were different. The once familiar sound of cars driving by on the road was no longer there, just the ear ringing silence around you.

It’s unclear how long you laid there, but as the drug wore off more and more, you were able to sit up and take in more of the room. Nothing about it was familiar to you; there was a tiny en suite, you’d never owned this many cute little plushies in your life, and even the desk and trinkets that were under one of the windows wasn’t the same one you’d had.

Looking down at your clothes, you were torn between feeling happy they’d changed you out of what you were wearing or sick that all of them probably saw you naked. You were wearing one of Suguru’s shirts, his scent easily wafting up and surrounding you. It came to just above your knees and the amount of fabric left you swimming and shapeless.

Twiddling your thumbs, all you could do was wait for someone to come home and enter the room. Going by the sunlight it was nearing six pm and you knew Kento never worked overtime.

As if one cue, the front door swung open and muffled voices could be heard, but you knew exactly who they belonged to. Satoru’s loud chatter couldn’t be mistaken, nor the way Suguru laughed. Kento’s low grumble followed, and the three fell silent.

Footsteps clambered up the stairs, no doubt Satoru’s eager feet running to you. There’s the slightest creak of hardwood right outside the door and some hushed whispers, and then the lock is undone and the door swings open.

“Oh good, you’re awake.” Suguru grins upon seeing you sitting up in bed, pulling the shirt down farther on your body to cover up your bare legs. They hadn’t put you in any undergarments, not that you were surprised by that fact.

You glared harshly at all three of them, your tail tucked away behind you. Still dressed in their business attire, they didn’t look like three foxes who would murder and kidnap. They looked respectable like any businessman should.

“Don’t give us that look, you’re where you belong.” Kento drawls, undoing his tie as he speaks. He’s tired, you can tell by the subtle bags under his eyes. Usually when he came over after work with Suguru, he’d silently cuddle up to you on the couch and lean his head on your shoulder, taking a nap as you played on your phone.

“N-no...no I’m not.” Tongue still feeling heavy from disuse, you slurred the words out. Satoru chuckled at you, hiding his laugh behind a few long fingers.

“You sound so cute, little sister! It makes me want to drug you again.”

“Ah, that’s right! Speaking of drugging, you need to apologize to Toru-nii.” Suguru pipes up, snapping his fingers like he’d just had an epiphany. “It wasn’t very nice that you drugged him, you know.”

“Don’t care.” Shaking your head, you turned away from them. Compliancy wasn’t something you were going to give easily, especially not so quickly. Humming softly, Satoru walked to the bed and sunk his knee down next to your leg, the mattress effortlessly dipping with his weight.

“Such a naughty kitty, aren’t you? Can’t even apologize to your big brother.” Hooking his finger through the front of the collar, Satoru yanked your head up and towards him. His fluffy white hair fell into his eyes, obscuring the deranged look he had. Forcing you to sit up a little straighter, he pushed a clawed finger into your mouth and pulled your cheek out.

“-top!” You tried to bite down on his finger but it was no use. Satoru shook your head, the wet gushy sound of your cheek slapping against your gums resonating in the room.

“Say you’re sorry and I will.” Letting go of the collar, he put two fingers into your mouth, skimming over your sharp teeth and pressing down on the back of your tongue. “Say ‘sorry Toru-nii’.” He mocked you in a high pitched voice. He knew you couldn’t speak properly and that just delighted him further.

Drool began to spill out of your mouth the more he played with you, pushing his fingers far enough to make you choke on them. Grabbing the tip of your tongue with his claws, he pulled it out of your mouth and leaned forward, spitting into your open mouth with practiced ease.

“You’ll apologize sooner or later.” Letting you go, Satoru stepped off the bed and to where he was previously standing, fingers glistening with your saliva.

“Are you hungry?” Suguru asked. His expression hadn’t changed during the whole exchange, just watching gleefully from the sidelines.

“No.” Your angry eyes flicked to Satoru for a moment before settling onto the floor.

“You will be.” Kento sighed. He’d fully shrugged his suit jacket off, both it and his tie in the crook of his elbow. “I’ll make dinner.” Leaving without another word, Satoru followed suit, leaving just you and Suguru.

Rocking back and forth on his heels, Suguru has the nerve to have an air of innocence around him. Twiddling his thumbs like an embarrassed high schooler about to confess, he bites his lip when he looks at you.

“I’m glad to have you back.” He says, just barely able to hide the bursting happiness in his chest. He doesn’t recoil at the glare you send him, his smile only gets bigger. “You’re so cute when you’re mad, you know.”

He takes a step forward, and your lip curls in anger.

Another step, and you scurry to the back of the bed, against the wall and plushies.

You’re fully hissing by the time his legs press against the bed. Fingers curled, you’re ready to swipe at him if he tries to grab you and you watch him closely as he takes a seat on the edge of the bed.

“You never used to hiss at me...did something happen while you were away?” Pouting at you, Suguru fiddles with the blanket. Even with his supposedly relaxed demeanor, you can see the way his arms are flexing beneath his clothes.

His arm slowly reaches out to you, just grazing the skin on your legs before you tuck them under yourself. Trying again to grab onto your leg, Suguru does startle a little when your hand comes down and you swipe your claws on the back of it.

“That’s not very nice.” His skin is pebbling red and there’s a few dots of blood on his skin. Shaking his head, Suguru stands up and rubs the back of his hand, giving you a disappointed look.

There’s a mumble of Kento-nii as Suguru turns on his heels and leaves the room, closing the door and locking it with a soft click. Still on edge from the encounter, you don’t uncoil yourself until you hear Satoru and Suguru downstairs and the clinking of dishes.

The sun is completely down when someone visits you again. Your stomach has started to growl, but it’s a dull ache that you can manage to ignore for now. Trying not to appear too eager at who it might be, you only look at who enters through the corner of your eye.

Kento walks in with his styled hair tousled, like he’d been running his fingers through it a few good times. It’s not often you see him in casual clothes, but now he’s in gray sweatpants and a fitted t-shirt.

You stay perfectly still as he flicks a lamp on and takes a seat on the bed. There’s something clenched in his fist and you can’t see what. The wide expanse of his back is intimidating, getting larger with every deep and even breath he takes.

“I saw you scratched Suguru.” Kento finally breaks the silence between you and finally uncurls his fist to reveal the brown leather belt in his hands. It looks like the one he had on just a couple hours ago.

“K-kento-”

“And you still haven’t apologized to Gojo. Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl, or do you still want to be difficult?” With a sidelong glance, he doesn’t give you much time to consider. Reaching over, he grabs the collar by the metal and tugs you onto your hands and knees to face him.

His eyes dip down to the front of the shirt that’s drooped considerably off your frame, exposing your breasts to him. Tearing his eyes away, Kento unhooks the leash and forces you to lay across his lap, ass perched up as your stomach digs into the tops of his thighs.

“Kento-nii…” You whine high in the back of your throat, fingers curling around the blanket in fearful anticipation of the pain about to come. Kento doesn’t say anything, wordlessly pushing up the shirt until it’s pooling on your mid-back.

“You have to count them or I’ll start over.” Smoothing his hands over your ass, he curls your tail around his fingers and runs it through them.

“No, please.” Trying to shuffle out of his lap only earns you a hard smack on the ass from his hand. “Ow!” Lurching forward, you nearly slide off him and onto the floor before he catches you by the hips and puts you back in place.

“You don’t get to say no to this.” Kento almost sounds angry, the usual apathetic tone in his voice slipping away. Wrapping the belt securely around his hands, Kento delivers the first smack swiftly, his other hand making sure to hold you in place.

“Ow!”

“What do you say?” There’s already tears brimming in your lashes and you’re struggling for the words, and Kento spanks you again. “Don’t test me, kitty.”

“One!” You shout, looking over your shoulder at him pathetically. “K-kento-nii, I-” He cuts you off with another spank, quirking his brow as he waits for you to speak. “T-two.”

“So you can follow directions.” There’s a barely there roll of his eyes and he does it again, giving you two smacks in a row.

“Three, four.” Dropping your head to the mattress, your voice warbles as you continue to count. There’s no method to how Kento spanks you, sometimes doing multiple in a row and spreading them out over your ass and the tops of your thighs.

“That makes twenty and we only had to start over twice.” Kento is pleased with the achievement and there’s a soft smile on his face as he watches you sob into the mattress. Letting go of you, he unwraps the belt from his hand and rubs his palm over your hot, stinging skin.

His hand squeezes the aggravated flesh, digging the tips of his claws into the growing welts in your skin. Pushing apart your shaking legs, Kento runs a finger through your slit, the tip of his claw grazing your opening making you clench around nothing.

“Maybe I could give you a reward for being such a good girl.” He’s speaking to himself at this point, you’re too distraught to listen or care. You just let your thighs be pushed to accommodate the size of his hand between them.

Finding your clit, Kento presses firmly on the bud, circling his finger around and gauging your reaction. He holds his breath to hear even the slightest moan or whine from you that’s not out of pain, and even though you don’t want to, you give it to him.

The lingering pain in your body has clouded your mind, confused you to what other feelings you should be having in this moment. The pleasure Kento is giving you, rubbing your clit quickly with two fingers, is a feeling you greedily drink up.

Arching your back, you turn your head to look at him. Kento catches your gaze, raising his other hand to cup your cheek and wipe your tears away with his thumb. Even though he’d just inflicted so much pain on you, the tenderness he showed now had you reeling.

“What a good little sister.” He coos as you cum with a few hiccuping moans. His fingers slow down as your body relaxes but he doesn’t fully withdraw his hand from your cunt. Swirling his fingers around and collecting your release, he brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean.

“Kento-nii.” Wiping your eyes childishly, you groan as he moves you off his lap and back onto the bed.

“Sshh, I’ll bring you dinner.” Giving you a kiss on the forehead, Kento grabs the discarded belt and leaves the room. Laying alone in the bed, you try to calm your racing heart and the hiccupped cry that just won’t seem to stop.

When Kento returns, he feeds you slowly. His cooking has never been one to disappoint and you gladly devour it, the warmth spreading in your belly pushing you to fully calm down. Rubbing his hand on your back, Kento calls you little sister freely and tells you about his day at the office. It’s almost like before, when he’d seat you on his lap while he was having a late night cup of tea and talk to you about how boring working was.

“Love you.” Kissing both your cheeks, Kento leaves almost thirty minutes after your plate is cleared. He’s rubbed lotion on your skin, not apologizing for his actions but helping you feel better about them.

There isn’t a clock on the wall but you can tell it’s late at night. You were engulfed in darkness now, Kento having turned the light off before he left. Crawling under the blankets, you’re tired after your punishment.

The sliding of the lock pricks the edges of your senses and you hold your breath. You already know who it is that’s coming to see you. Old habits die hard, especially when you make no move to break them.

“Sugu-nii.” You whine in protest, already shuffling over to make room for the large fox. Closing the door softly, he’s practically vibrating with happiness as he climbs into your bed.

“I heard you took your punishment well.” Wrapping his arm around your middle, Suguru forces you to turn over and face him. With the weight of his arm back around your waist, it’s like nothing has changed. It’s just like before when he’d crawl into your bed after a long night of studying and pass out.

“Yeah.” Too tired to truly put up a fight, you keep your eyes closed. You can find solace in the darkness behind your eyelids, not your older brother staring at you and grinning like a fool.

“Good girl.” Pulling you closer, you can feel his breath fanning against your lips before he kisses you. He’s never kissed you fully on the lips before and it has your eyes widening in shock.

“Sugu, wait-” Pushing against his cheek, you break the kiss for only a second before he’s pushing you to lay on your back. The pressure from the bed on your sore backside has you scrambling. “Ow, please not there.”

His face says it all, whatever plan he has in his head is working just like he wants. With a knowing grin, Suguru lays on his back and hauls you to lay on top of him. Pushing his hands under your shirt, he cups your ass softly, barely laying his hands on the still angry skin.

“Kiss me.” He whispers into the dark, easily finding your lips again. Kissing you softly, the swipe of his tongue against your bottom lip makes you purse your lips together tighter. Pinching right on a welt, Suguru shoves his tongue into your mouth when you yelp.

You can feel his sharp teeth grazing your lips and bumping into your own teeth as he pushes his tongue in, invading your mouth and claiming it for himself. His heart is beating hard underneath you, his tail lazily slapping against the bed.

His hands skim down your legs, parting them and wrapping them around his hips. In only a pair of loose sweats, you can clearly feel the bulge of his cock in them. It only takes one uncomfortable shift of your body to have him rocking up against you.

“Little sister…” He sighs against your mouth, pecking the corner. Planting a firmer grip on your hips, Suguru pushes his feet into the mattress and begins to hump you, soft pants falling from his mouth.

“Sugu-nii, stop.” You whine, balling your fists and gripping his clothes as he moves you. Dragging your sex against the front of his pants, the fabric brings rough friction on your clit, making you wet despite yourself.

Suguru ignores your little whimpers telling him to stop, they only spur him on if anything. Stopping for just a moment, he yanks his sweats down his thighs so you can hump against his underwear.

“Fuck-” Suguru nearly shouts the word. He can feel the heat from your cunt on his clothed cock, your lips molding around the shape of him without him having to do much. Throwing his head back into the pillow, Suguru sets a steady rhythm.

Dropping your head into the crook of his neck you squeeze your eyes closed, a shameful burn washing over you the same time pleasure shoots up your spine. You shouldn’t be enjoying this, he was your kidnapper, your adoptive brother, and yet here you were moving your hips in tandem with his.

“I love you.” Suguru says breathlessly, his voice tilting into a high whine at the end. “God, I love you so fucking much.” The bed is creaking loudly underneath him and you just know the other two can hear as well. “J-just wanna- I’m gonna breed you-”

“Sugu-nii, we can’t.” It wasn’t possible between you two, the difference in biology was too great. But Suguru didn’t care, as evident as him thrashing his head against the pillow.

“Yes! We- we can! I’m gonna breed you! My little...little sister.” One of his hands comes up to hold the back of your head against him, raking his nails against your scalp almost lovingly. “I love you so much I want you to have my- my-” He can’t even get the words out anymore.

But it’s not like you can really hear him over the sounds of your own whines, the bed creaking and his incessant panting. Your thighs are starting to burn the longer you go on, but chasing your high has made you delirious, pushing through it to get something nice out of this.

It only takes a few more drags of your clit against him to get you to cum, your balled up fists beating against his chest a little as you do. Suguru keeps going, a sobbing moan racking his chest as he hears you cum.

“So beautiful- m’little sister so perfect.” His words are slurred and his hips are moving overtime trying to prolong the moment. But he can’t stave off his orgasm any longer and it hits him like a train.

A few loud choking gasps fall from Suguru as his whole body tenses up and you feel the warm rush of cum shooting out of him and seeping into his underwear. He’s holding you so tightly it’s like he’s going to break every bone in your body.

When he finally calms down, you can hear him crying softly.

“Sugu-nii…” Pulling your head away, it’s shocking to see the display of emotion on his face. There’s a gentle stream of tears from both eyes, his lips quivering violently as he looks at you with so much adoration it makes your heart ache.

“I’m sorry, I just- I missed you so much.” Rubbing the back of your head now, Suguru sniffles childishly.

“Sugu-nii, don’t cry.” It’s unknown what possesses you to do this, but you lift a hand and wipe his tears away gently. For as long as you’ve known him, your brother has never cried in front of you. There had been times where you heard him crying after a particularly hard day at university or if he got physically injured, but you never saw it.

“Don’t cry, please, it’s okay.” Whispering into the dark, you kiss the corner of his lip and then his damp cheek. He chuckles through his crying, catching the hand still wiping his face.

“I should be doing that to you, not the other way around.” Lacing your fingers together, Suguru kisses your hand. Taking a few deep breaths, he slowly pushes you off of him and sits up. “I’ll go get cleaned up.”

Silently, you watch him leave the room. The sheets are hot from the friction your bodies had created and you’re suddenly aware of the light layer of sweat sticking to your skin. The distant sound of a faucet running can be heard as you fix the pillows and blankets.

Suguru comes back a few minutes later, tears dry and in a new pair of underwear. Immediately cuddling up to you as he lays back down, he sighs contently and rests his hand right above the curve of your ass, playing with your tail between his fingers.

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” He whispers into your ear, giving a kiss at the base of it. You can’t find the words to say back to him, you’re not sure what would happen if you said them and you’re pretty sure you wouldn’t mean them if you did, so instead you push your head into his chest and hum.

“Goodnight, Sugu-nii.”

“Goodnight my love.”

When you wake up in the morning, you’re alone. There’s not a sound in the house, not even the creak of floorboards downstairs to alert you to someone else's presence. Your collar is still on as tight as ever, the leash hooked onto it and wrapped around the bed post again.

Sitting up on your elbows, there’s a note on the bedside table waiting for you. It’s folded up so neatly you can tell Kento left it.

‘Gojo will be by at lunch. Be good.’

His handwriting is crisp and neat, the last two words punctuated with a bold underline. There’s a threat behind those words, one that your body still remembers from the other day. Folding the note back up you put it where it was left and hobble to your feet.

First trying the door, it’s unsurprising that it’s locked. Jiggling it a few times does nothing but rumble the frame. Quickly giving up, you set your sights on the rest of the room. The desk is a brand new pristine white, the chair a plush pink little number should you ever choose to sit on it.

There’s a few knick knacks from your old room, things you recognize surrounded by a sea of unfamiliarity. The drawers of the desk are empty, not even a single pencil left for you to play with.

Trying the windows next, they’re locked just as tightly as the door is. Looking down at the backyard, it’s pretty spacious with fresh cut grass and some lawn furniture spread out. The second window sees out to the quiet suburban street below where not a single person is walking by.

This isn’t just not the house you grew up in, the whole neighborhood is foreign to you. The street signs you can see aren’t registering in your head, no location is coming to mind when you read them. Suguru said he was taking you home, but where exactly is that?

Left with little choice, you pace back and forth in the room. There’s nothing here to really entertain you, just an obscene amount of plushies and some frilly clothes in the wardrobe.

“(Y/N), I’m here!” Satoru shouts as he opens the door. He always loved announcing his presence to you because he’d trained you to come running and hug him tightly whenever he came over to the house.

You still felt that urge today, walking closer to the door in anticipation before catching yourself and lightly slapping your cheeks. It was embarrassing that they’d managed to instill such behavior in you so well that it pervades your mind even now.

Waiting by the window, your skin tingles with goosebumps when Satoru opens the door. Dressed in what he called ‘boring business attire’ Satoru sauntered in and swiftly closed the door.

“How is my little sister today?” He cooed at you like you were a baby, wiggling his fingers cutely. His eyes flick to your collar, absent of it’s leash, but he doesn’t say anything.

“Fine.” Shuffling awkwardly on your feet, you don’t know what to say. Usually you’d be hugging him right now, asking how his day at the office was and if he wanted to play a video game with you before dinner.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yes.” Answering him quietly, you expect him to leave the room to go get food, or maybe take you with him to the kitchen. But Satoru is just standing there with his fluffy white tail swinging back and forth, his sunglasses perched atop his head. “What?”

“Don’t you have something to say to me?” He asks, raising a brow and waiting for you.

“What-” You’d almost forgotten about drugging him, but as you take a step back and your ass grazes the wall, you’re suddenly reminded. Satoru grins when your eyes raise a fraction and he waits smugly.

“Go on, say it.” He’s got an easy smile on his face, yet the way his body is tensed up is giving another signal.

“I…” Swallowing thickly, the longer you looked at Satoru the more you were reminded of the things he said at the club and how nonchalant he was about describing your parents murder. Biting your lip, you shook your head and his tail drooped.

“Hm, you won’t?” Tilting his head with a hum, Satoru looked you up and down. “I’ll give you another chance, kitty. Apologize to me or I might just have to take what I want.”

“No.” Shaking your head again sealed your fate.

“You really are something.”  Backing you fully up against the wall, Satoru pushed his chest against you and smacked his hand down on the wall next to your head. A thick silence settles between you as your breath mingles. The goosebumps on your flesh prick harder now out of fear and your hands come up in front of you to try and keep some semblance of personal space.

“Toru-nii!” You gasp as his other hand comes up to rest heavily at the base of your throat, pushing the collar up so his fingers can wrap around your neck. Satoru chuckles darkly, his sharp teeth poking out from behind his lips.

“You always did sound cute when you were afraid.” Satoru loved to make you watch scary movies with him just to hear you whine and complain in his lap. His hand squeezes your throat lightly, just enough pressure to make you squirm uncomfortably.

Shoving his knee between your legs, Satoru presses his thigh firmly against your sex. Taking off his glasses and tossing them onto the desk, he leans down and kisses you, immediately sinking his teeth into your lower lip.

“Toru-nii, that hurts.” You manage to pull your mouth away from him just long enough to feel the metallic tang of blood on the tip of your tongue. Grunting in reply, Satoru forces your mouth on his again, lapping at your irritated lip before pushing past it and tangling his tongue with yours.

Overtaking your senses, you struggle to keep upright. Between the jerky movements of his thigh between your legs and the sheer volume of his upper body leaning over you, it’s too much to take in. Pushing against his chest to try and create distance between you doesn’t work, and Satoru smacks your hands away.

“You’re gonna make it up to me, little sister.” Satoru’s tone of voice scares you, makes your ears stand on end from how low it is. His eyes are clouded over with lust and something else just beneath the surface, something that makes your knees lock up.

“What’re you-” Stumbling forward as he moves back, Satoru stops you from falling by catching you by the collar.

“Since you won’t apologize with words there’s something else you can do.” Flashing you a sadistic grin, Satoru all but tosses you onto the floor and leaves you there. Taking a seat on the bed with his legs stretched out onto the floor, he leans back on his hands and looks at you.

He’s looking at you expectantly with a bulge in his pants that’s impossible to miss or ignore. Flicking his chin down towards it, he has to bite his lip to stop himself from smiling even bigger when you fumble to stand on your knees.

“C’mere little kitty, I know you know what I want.” Satoru hooks his finger at you, beckoning you closer. There’s no amount of pitiful looks or desperate little whimpers you can give him that will change the situation you’re in, and making him wait too long would only end badly.

Biting your tongue, you crawl to him and sit between his open legs. Resting your hands on his thighs, you rub up and down to try and soothe the nervousness in you.

“I’ve never...done this before, Toru-nii.” It truly was your first time, Suguru had made sure of it. He stopped any potential romances you ever could have had, even ones where you didn’t see any romantic potential yourself.

“Don’t worry, I’m a great teacher.” Taking one of your hands off his leg and onto the front of his pants, Satoru doesn’t need to tell you to undo them. Shimmying his pants down his thighs, Satoru lets his cock free as well.

As soon as it’s out, it slaps against his stomach. Already dripping precum, the length makes you swallow thickly. There’s a trim patch of white hair at the top of his pubic bone and his cock is the same color as the rest of him, only the tip is a nice rouge.

“Go ahead little sister, take a lick.” Satoru grabs your jaw, already impatient and rushing you to put your mouth to use.

“Okay, okay.” You can’t shrink out of his hold, his claws dig into your skin too much. Bracing yourself on his thighs, you let your tongue loll out of your mouth and flick the tip of his cock.

There’s an immediate reaction to your action: Satoru twitches and his cock jumps, bouncing against your lip as his stomach contracts. It feels kind of good to know that such a small thing made him react that way, and it bolsters you with enough confidence to do it again.

“Now open your mouth a little more and suck on the tip.” Letting go of your jaw, he leans back to watch you work. Nodding, you do as you’re told and open your mouth. Taking the tip of his cock past your lips, you know enough to keep your teeth away.

Hollowing your cheeks, you keep your eyes locked on Satoru’s face to see his reaction as you suck. Your tongue rests against the tip, the unfamiliar taste of his precum coating the slimy muscle and making drool pool in your mouth.

“Take a little more in baby, it won’t hurt you.” He says it so gently, rubbing a hand at the base of your ears, that it almost feels like you two are dating. With an encouraging hum, Satoru helps you go down on him, putting a little more in your mouth until his length fills you and you have to stop him from hitting your throat.

“Shit, is that all you can take?” Satoru grunts and it’s unclear whether he’s happy about it or not. You don’t even have half his cock in your mouth yet and you already have to stop, reminding yourself to swallow so you don’t soak him completely in saliva.

Sitting up a little, Satoru quickly grabs something from his back pocket with his free hand: his phone. Pushing you down as you try to remove your mouth from him, you can’t stop him from taking a few pictures of you in the compromising position.

“Toru-nii, don’t!” He finally lets you up after a bit of struggling and you immediately try to take his phone away. “D-don’t take pictures of me!”

“But I want to save the memories.” He whines like a child, taking a few more and then tossing the device onto the bed.

“Delete them!” Reaching for the phone, you barely get a few centimeters towards it and Satoru is grabbing both your hands and pinning them to the mattress.

“Do what I tell you and maybe I will.” He squeezes your hands in a crushing hold for a few seconds before letting them go. Your fingers throb painfully but you have no time to soothe them; Satoru is already dragging you back to his cock.

You give him a lasting look before putting your mouth back on him, sucking the length of his cock you can fit comfortably in your mouth. Resting your hands at the base of his cock, you were content with the pace you set.

But Satoru wasn’t. He quickly grew bored of only seeing you take half of his cock. Grabbing his phone in one hand, he angled it down to your face as he put the other hand behind your head.

“C’mon little sis, you can do better than that, can’t you?” He asks softly, starting to push your head further down, the tip of his cock hitting your throat and trying to push past it. You start choking immediately, nostrils flaring as you try to pull away and breathe properly.

Satoru keeps a firm grip on your head however, only letting you get a few inches of reprieve before he pushes down again. Unused to the sensation you’re already feeling lightheaded, barely remembering to breathe through your nose.

“Be a good girl for me.” Satoru huffs, forcing you up and down his cock much faster than before. Unhinging your jaw doesn’t let much air flow into your mouth, if anything it only makes him go faster.

Tears blur your vision and drip down your face in messy lines, snot beginning to materialize at your nose. Satoru doesn’t take notice of the way your claws are digging into his skin, either that or he just doesn’t care. He especially doesn’t care after he forces his cock as far as it’ll go and you start to beat on his thighs.

“Fuck-” Drawing out the word, Satoru nearly drops his phone from the ripple of pleasure going up his spine. The click of your throat against the tip of his cock is enough to make him think he’ll cum early. “Kitty, you won’t mind if I…”

He doesn’t finish the sentence, only leans over and props his phone on the nightstand. The blurry outline of you and him shines on the screen, and you'd knock the phone down if you weren’t struggling to focus on breathing. With both hands free, Satoru holds your head with both hands and sits up properly, back slightly bowing so he can look down on you.

The first thrust up into your mouth takes you by bitter surprise and your stomach lurches in turn, the fear of potentially vomiting on Satoru coming to the forefront of your mind. The second thrust, you still aren’t prepared for and just barely keep yourself from clamping your teeth down onto his cock.

By the third thrust you’ve learned to give up what little control you’re trying to salvage. Letting your mouth hang open, you can’t care anymore about soaking the front of Satoru’s pants in your spit. All you can think about is breathing, no matter how hard that might be.

“Fuck, what a- a good girl you are.” Satoru can barely breathe himself, but for a different reason. His stomach is tight, all the muscles in his body are tensed painfully as he fucks your mouth. This is something he’s been dreaming about ever since he met you, ever since you sat on his lap for the first time and told him how much you loved big brother Toru-nii.

The strain in your neck is nearly as bad as your jaw as Satoru uses you for his own gain. Your fingers are cramping as they continue to dig into his thighs, the smooth expanse of skin threatening to break from how hard you're gripping him.

“Shit-” Cursing angrily, Satoru holds you down on his cock. There’s no warning from him as he shoots cum down your throat, only slight thrusts up as he does it. You have no choice but to swallow it all, the motions of your throat making Satoru grind into you a bit more.

As soon as Satoru lets you go, you’re collapsing onto the ground and gasping for air. Throat fucked completely raw, you can’t even make a sound as you sob and try to wipe away the snot that’s dripped down your face.

“Made me cum so quick, are you sure this is your first time?” Satoru jokes, tucking himself back into his pants and standing up. Looking down at your crying form, Satoru doesn’t have a lick of remorse on his face.

“T-tor-” Trying to speak is far too painful and Satoru grins at your inability to do it. Scooping you up under the armpits, he pulls you onto the bed with a pleased hum.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you just said sorry.”

“M’sorry.” It’s too late now, far too late, but you still say it and Satoru still grins at you.

“I know you are.” Kissing you on the forehead, he stands up and walks to the door. “See you after work, little sis.” Waving goodbye over his shoulder, Satoru leaves the room. Too upset to care about the rumble in your empty stomach, you turn to face the wall and sleep off what just happened.

You don’t wake until there’s a tugging on your collar. Opening up puffy, bloodshot eyes, they follow the line of the leash up to who’s holding it.

“Sugu-nii?” Letting yourself get pulled up and out of bed, the light of the hallway burns your eyes when you enter it.

“It’s time for dinner.” He hums, playing with the leash between his fingers. “Since you were so good for Toru-nii, I thought it’d be a nice reward for you to eat with all of us.” Taking a pause, Suguru looks at you over his shoulder. “Wouldn’t that be nice, (Y/N)?”

“Yes.” Your voice is still a little rough and your hand flies up to rub at your throat. Suguru doesn’t say anything, only chuckles under his breath. Leading you down the stairs, he keeps a tight hold on the leash as you go from the bottom step to the dining table.

Kento and Satoru are already there, Satoru waiting at the set table while Kento does a few finishing touches on dinner in a plain black apron. There are only three chairs at the table, and Satoru doesn’t offer to have you sit on his lap.

“Where do I…” You trail off, looking at everyone in the room as they avoid your curious gaze.

“You’ll sit on the floor until you prove you’re a good girl.” Kento is the one to answer your question as he sets the last of the food on the table.

“But-”

“Don’t argue. Only good little girls get to sit at the table, and you’ve yet to prove you can be good.” His voice is firm, dripping with authority that you wouldn’t have dreamed of challenging before.

“Kento-nii, I-”

The rebuttal you had was snatched away by the sharp yank of the leash, cutting your air off as Suguru pulled high up by his head.

“Little kitty, listen to your big brother please.” He sang the words but the way Suguru was looking at you and choking you with the collar told his true nature. Loosening his hold once he was sure you wouldn’t speak again, Suguru led you to a corner of the wall by the table where a cushion was waiting for you.

They were at least nice enough to give you a plate and utensils instead of making you eat out of a dog bowl like Satoru jokingly suggested. None of them addressed you as the meal progressed, not sparing you a single glance or second thought.

Your plate was cleared long before theirs and although you wanted to get up and put your plate away, maybe attempt to either go back to your room or slide into the conversation, you sat completely still on the cushion, fiddling with the edges of it and simply waiting.

“(Y/N).” Kento snapped his fingers, catching your attention as he stood up. “Help me with the dishes.” Standing up slowly, you gathered the empty plates Kento put into your hands and walked to the sink.

You only stood alone at the sink for a few minutes, filling the sink with hot water over the dishes and gathering soap on the sponge, before Kento came and slinked in behind you. Putting his arms around you, he slid his fingers through yours and held them tightly under the water.

“Missed you.” He whispered in your ear, laying his cheek atop your head and nuzzling into you. His whole body wrapped around you, his chest greatly expanding with air as he inhaled your scent and rocked you slightly. “Everything will go back to normal soon, promise.” You weren’t sure if he was saying that for you or for him, but you didn’t get the chance to answer.

“Aw, look at you being all soft.” Satoru giggled behind you, going up to the fridge and grabbing two beers.

“Fuck off.” Kento growled, whipping his head around to glare at the intruder. Slinking away with a vicious giggle, Satoru could be heard talking to Suguru about what he just saw. Heaving an annoyed sigh, Kento unwound one hand from yours and started to clean the dishes.

Working quietly together, Kento kept himself pressed against you the entire time. He didn’t speak much, occasionally giving you a kiss on the head or taking a dirty pan from you to leave it to soak. When the sink was clear and your fingers were properly wrinkled, he stepped back and grabbed the leash you’d managed to forget about.

Following him out of the kitchen, you glanced at Satoru and Suguru sitting together on the couch playing some game you could never quite get the hang of no matter how many times they tried to teach you.

“Oh, time for a bath already.” Suguru glanced at the two of you and tossed his controller onto the couch. Standing up and cracking a few bones, Suguru took the leash from Kento and led you up the stairs.

Ever since Suguru’s interest in you turned more obsessive, bathing yourself became something you grew to detest. He would often find some way to barge in while you were taking a shower, trying to sneak peeks at your naked body all lathered up and sometimes trying to join you. Even after locking the door, he still found ways to pick it when he could and leer at you through the crack in the door, and you were pretty sure he installed a few hidden cameras as well. And during the times he didn’t actively snoop on you, he would be waiting in your room for you to come in clad in only a towel.

This time was no different. There was already a clean towel waiting for you in the bathroom, and your favorite products all lined up on the counter that Suguru was leaning on. Unclipping the leash, he was gentle in undoing the collar.

“Would you rather take a bath or a shower?” He whispered, already grabbing the hem of your shirt and pulling it off.

“Bath.” Folding your arms over your chest did little to truly preserve your modesty, but it was better than nothing. Nodding, Suguru turned the tap on and the roar of the water filled the air. For a brief moment, you hoped he would just be content with sitting on the closed toilet lid and watching you, but you should have known better.

As the tub was filling up, Suguru began to take his clothes off as well, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Steam clouded in the air, making the fur of your tail and ears damp and clump together.

“I got you something from that store you really like.” Suguru digs into the medicine cabinet for a moment, pulling out a deep purple bath bomb with specks of gold glitter. He grins widely at you before dropping it into the tub where it sinks to the bottom with a ‘thunk’.

When the bath is full enough and the powder halfway dissolved, Suguru nudges you gently into the tub. You’ve tried to stay out of his line of sight as the water poured into the tub, but now you were on full display as you climbed in and he followed suit.

Holding your breath, Suguru climbs in after you. His fluffy tail immediately soaked up the water, the fur getting weighed down and heavy. Pulling you flush against his open legs, you can feel his soft cock resting on your lower back.

“Isn’t this nice?” Suguru whispers, the only sound to offset the silence is the occasional drip from the faucet. Swishing the purple water between his fingers, Suguru wraps an arm just under your breasts.

The gold glitter sticks to your fingers when you move them through the water and bring them up to the surface. The scent of the bath bomb is nice enough, truly one of your favorites, but it didn’t bring you any peace like it usually did.

You couldn’t relax and Suguru could tell. You refused to lean your back onto his chest, and whenever he tried to intertwine your fingers together you slipped out of his grasp. Leaning your head away from him, the water just barely brushed your collarbones.

“You’re awfully quiet, little sister. Something on your mind?” Running a wet hand down your back, Suguru lets his claws graze your skin and leave goosebumps.

“No.” The word slips from your mouth and for a moment you’re not sure he heard you because there’s no immediate response. But Suguru is always listening to you and he definitely heard you.

“Hm, then why don’t you try and relax?” The arm under your breasts tightens and Suguru yanks you effortlessly back onto him. Pushing your head to lay on his chest, Suguru peers over your shoulder down the expanse of your naked body.

“Stop.” Scrambling to clench your legs closed and cover yourself, the heat from the water only adds to the burn in your cheeks.

“Shouldn’t I get to see how my little sister grew up? You’ve become quite beautiful, you know.” His other hand rests on your knee, fingers splaying out and, if he really tried, he could wrap almost your entire leg in his hand. “But, you’ve always been beautiful, ever since we met.”

Giving you a kiss on the side of your head, Suguru wrenches your legs apart with one swift motion. You barely have time to make a sound let alone react, and Suguru is already shoving his hand between your legs by the time you do.

“Sugu-nii!” Clutching his wrist, you try in vain to yank him away from cupping your sex with his hand. “Don’t- don’t touch me there!” Digging your claws into his arm, you let out a low whine.

“Don’t be so shy, I need to check down there. You were gone for so long, who knows what you were up to.” Laughing softly at your discomfort, Suguru slips two fingers into your slit, the warm water helping his fingers glide along your cunt.

“I’m still a virgin if that’s what you’re worried about.” Craning your head up to the ceiling, you can’t stand to look at his hand moving between your tightly clenched thighs.

“Mmm I still think I should check.” Keeping you untouched was one of Suguru’s life missions. He was distraught when you told him you’d had your first kiss, utterly shattered when you mentioned potentially having a crush on the person. After that singular moment, he vowed to ruin any potential romance and to stop you from ever having sex with someone he didn’t approve of.

Swirling his fingers around your clit, Suguru chuckled as he made your legs twitch. He knew the motion was purely automatic, but he still took it for all it was worth. Pressing more firmly against it, his other hand snaked up to wrap around one of your breasts.

A soft sigh escaped your lips and you clenched them tightly together. Suguru heard it, how could he not? It was all he needed to keep going, not that he would have stopped even if you asked.

“Pretty little girl you are.” He hummed, tweaking your nipple gently in his fingers. Prodding your entrance with one finger, he quickly retracts it when you let out a pained whine. “Just checking, just checking.”

“I wasn’t lying.” You huff, once again trying to squirm out of his hold.

“And for that you deserve a reward, don’t you think?” His fingers are already rubbing your clit under the water, sloshing and splashing some of it onto the ground. Keeping his lips firmly pressed against your head, Suguru groans deeply in his chest.

“Sugu-nii...please…” Screwing your eyes closed, you’re not sure what you’re asking for. For him to stop? For him to keep going? Based on the way your hips are grinding against him, you can easily find the answer.

Suguru’s ministrations are deft, like he’s done this countless times before. And perhaps he has on other women, and that thought bitterly crosses your mind for a moment, but it’s dashed out just as quickly when he pinches your clit.

“Moan my name when you cum.” His breathing is ragged, almost as if Suguru is going to cum as well. Nodding drunkenly, only a supply of soft moans fall from your mouth. The hands that were gripping his arm have fallen slack and to the wayside, one of them gripping the side of the tub.

Turning your head to bury your face into his neck, you inadvertently press open mouthed kisses onto him as you pant and moan. Your sharp teeth graze Suguru’s neck every so often and he leans into the touch, fingers working overtime on your clit.

“Su-Sugu-nii!” Pushing your face into him, you cum with a short, high pitched cry of his name. With a long groan, Suguru works you through your orgasm and presses kisses to your head.

“Good girl.” He sighs when you finally come down, relaxed and pliant in his hold now. Slowly withdrawing his hand from your cunt, Suguru leans back against the tub contently. Laying in silence for a moment, you try and push the shame away that’s creeping up from the base of your spine.

Silently, you lean forward to grab the other products still waiting untouched on the counter. Opening the body wash he’d set out, you take the cloth he’d left as well, intent on scrubbing yourself raw and cleaning away the moment you just had.

Freshly bathed, moisturized and dressed in a new oversized shirt you didn’t own an hour later, the weight of the collar put back around your neck was starting to become familiar. Back in your room, you and Suguru laid together, the soft sound of evening rain helping you fall asleep.

Waking up to the sound of a blaring smoke alarm, the previous relaxing night was ripped away from you. Bolting upright and stumbling out of bed in a dazed panic, you try the bedroom door. It’s still locked, not budging as you attempt to force it open.

“Hello?!” You scream, anxiety rising the longer the alarm goes off.

“It’s okay!” Satoru calls back to you, voice muffled and distant. He’s clearly downstairs, hopefully dealing with whatever set the alarm off. “Just cooking!” As soon as he says that, you immediately relax.

Satoru wasn’t known for being a good cook, or even a very decent one. Whenever he tried, he always ended up burning something or making the food taste horrible. Letting go of the doorknob, you were right in assuming he hadn’t changed; the smell of something burnt wafted through the vents and up to your room.

Ten minutes later, Satoru unlocked and flung open the door with excitement brimming on his face.

“I made breakfast, come on down.” Quickly clipping the leash to the collar, he practically drug you down the stairs in his eagerness for you to eat his food. Whatever was waiting for you on the dining table looked less than appetizing, your stomach churned just looking at it.

Taking a seat, Satoru wound the leash around his fingers, drawing you closer and closer until you were sitting sideways on his lap. Resting a hand high up on your thigh, Satoru pulled the plate closer.

“Doesn’t it look good?” He asked, a childish giggle behind his words.

“Sure.” You fought to keep your face neutral, but it was hard when you took the first bite and wanted to spit it out right away. Knowing Satoru though, he wouldn’t let you cook anything for yourself, wanting you to eat what he made you with a big smile.

“Do you like it?”

“Sure.” Nodding through clenched teeth, you quickly changed the subject. “Toru-nii, why aren’t you at work?”

“Took the day off. Wanted to get reacquainted with my little sister.” Squeezing your thigh with a big grin, Satoru grabbed your utensil from your hand. “And maybe later we can go to the corner store and get ice cream!”

Even though you knew you’d have to jump through some hoops before going outside, just the mere mention of leaving this house making your stomach erupt in butterflies. You ate Satoru’s bad cooking with vigor, offering to wash the dishes as soon as you were done.

Retiring to the couch, Satoru laid a blanket over the two of you as he flicked through the TV channels. Just as Satoru picked some random shitty movie to play in the background while he got down to the true fun, the mailman came.

“One sec.” Shifting you off his lap, Satoru dragged his feet grabbing the mail. There were quite a few envelopes in his hand when he returned, and a few of them you recognized from the insurance company your parents used and signed you up for.

“What’s this?” Forcing your way to his side once again, you read over the first letter. It was from your parents life insurance, stating that you were the sole inheritor of all the money in the policy.

“Looks like you got a pretty penny, baby.” Satoru grinned as he read over the next letter, one from the bank stating that all the money from your parents accounts would be transferred to you. There was also one from their will, naming you the only one that gets money from the meager stocks they’d invested in.

“Did- did you all set this up?” Remembering what Satoru had said about Kento setting up a trust fund for you, your stomach twisted into knots.

“Oh yeah, Kento is pretty smart when it comes to forging signatures and insurance documents.” Flicking the open letters onto the coffee table, Satoru opened a thick envelope, and the words at the top made your heart stop.

“Why uh, why is this letter talking about a house fire? What is this payout?” Snatching the letter from Satoru, you didn’t blink as you read over it. “Why is my address on here? Why are they talking about a fire at my address?”

You knew the answer, it wasn’t that hard to figure out. It was spelled out clear as day on the paper, that the house you’d been adopted into and grown up in had been set ablaze in some random arson attack and that you and Suguru were going to get a very large sum of money for the damages to the now unlivable abode.

You knew the answer, yet you still needed Satoru to say it aloud, confirm what you already knew.

“There might have been a little accident at your old house after you left.” Gingerly taking the letter from you, Satoru read it over himself. “If it makes you feel any better, we didn’t just set fire to your house. We did the whole street ya know, to make it more believable.”

It made sense why you were in a new home in a new neighborhood you’d never been in. He didn’t want you to be familiar with the area or try and contact the neighbors. You didn’t know where you were, all you knew was the house you were currently in.

“Now let’s watch a movie! Kento likes to handle all the file organization!” Hooking his arm around your shoulder, Satoru pulled you to his side. Your body was stiff and unyielding, frozen in shock and mind still reeling.

“T-toru-nii.” Forcing your voice to work, you stared at the opening credits. “Can we go to the store now? I’m in the mood for some- for some uhm, snacks.”

“Yeah, why not. We can have a little movie marathon.” Pausing the TV, Satoru stretched and groaned. “Go ahead and get changed in your room, I’ll wait down here.”

“Okay.” Keeping your legs as steady as possible, you went up to your bedroom. Shaking fingers picked out the least offensive clothing they left for you, a simple pair of leggings and a plain shirt and hoodie that weren’t previously owned by a very large fox.

Walking hand in hand down the street with Satoru, you tried to keep the collar around your neck hidden. He’d been gracious enough to take the leash off, stuffing it in his back pocket as a warning before exiting the house.

Being outside and breathing in the crisp air helped clear your head a little. There was only so much you could do to calm yourself in this situation, and having the wind go by and make your ears twitch was one of them.

It was a short walk to the store in question, and Satoru stayed close by you the entire time you were there. His figure lingered around you, trailing you through the aisles and sometimes keeping a few fingers hooked in your hood just in case.

Standing outside the store, Satoru had a sly grin on his face as he looked at the bag of treats in his hand. He had been unusually quiet upon leaving, and that almost always meant he was up to something.

“Hey, stay out here for a little bit, I need to go back in and get something for Suguru.” The bait was right in your face. Satoru held a lingering gaze with you out of the corner of his eye as he went back into the store. He was practically telling you to make a run for it now. To try and escape him, even though there truly was no hope of outrunning him.

It was painfully obvious what was going to happen, or at least what Satoru wanted to happen. He liked to play chase with you, running after you at the park on warm sunny days, or with snowballs in hand during winter. He always said it was just instinct to want to chase pretty little things like you.

Even though you knew you shouldn’t, you took one look at the closed doors of the store and ran for it. As you rounded the corner, you swore that the sound of Satoru’s laughter reached your ears. You willingly stepped into his trap, the most obvious one he’s ever set.

But the smidgen of hope you had of hiding from him and getting away again outweighed how stupid you felt for giving into his desires. Running through empty suburban streets close to noon, you felt like you were in a different world. None of the streets looked like ways out to a main road, and as you kept running, it felt like you were going in circles.

“Gotcha.” Satoru announced as he appeared around a corner, a crazed look in his eyes. His fur was standing on end, electrified from the adrenaline of chasing you. Grabbing your wrist as you tried to sidestep him, Satoru laughed and hugged you to his chest. “I knew you would run, I just fucking knew it.”

You had nothing to say, hanging your head limply in his hold. Satoru rocked you side to side, his racing heart struggling to calm down.

“I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t do it, that you’d be a little smarter than this and know to stay in your place. But at the end of the day, you’re just a dumb little house cat.” Releasing you, Satoru grabbed your hand tightly. “Now we can really have some fun.”

The fun Satoru mentioned didn’t come when you got back home. Stepping back through the threshold, you were ushered back into your room with a few of the snacks and left to your own devices. Satoru had made a phone call after locking the door, the exhilaration in his voice making him breathless as he walked away and babbled to whoever on the other line.

You weren’t visited for a whole day. No one came to knock on your door to feed you, there weren’t any late night visits from Suguru. It was as if they’d forgotten about you, walking past the locked door with no regard to who lay on the other side.

A full three days of isolation passed before Suguru opened the door. It was the weekend and they’d all been home all day, you could hear them moving around downstairs and Satoru certainly seemed excited about something.

Ravenously hungry, you ate the small meal he brought you immediately. Too focused on eating, you didn’t care about the slightly strange taste or the way Suguru watched you intently to make sure you ate every last drop.

“You need to change.” His eyes flitted over the clothes you still had on from your last outing. A displeased frown graced Sugurus face, and he walked over to the wardrobe and pulled open a few drawers.

You hadn’t really taken a look inside too closely at what they’d left for you. Only briefly digging around to change, there wasn’t a real need to switch up your outfits seeing as you didn’t leave the room.

“Put this on.” Turning to you, Suguru held up a pretty pink lacy bra and panties set.

“Why?” Swallowing thickly, you took the garments that were thrust into your hands.

“You’ll see. Just get changed and come out when you’re ready. You can put my shirt on over it.” Suguru spoke quickly and left the room, leaning on the door as soon as it was closed. Thumbing over the fabric, thoughts jumped in and out of your head at what he could possibly need from you in this outfit.

But something else was taking shape in your mind, a slow drip that wouldn’t leave. The tips of your fingers were tingling and your tongue started to feel heavy. Just standing up to disrobe had you lightheaded, skimming your fingers across your naked skin had you clenching your thighs together.

“Sugu-nii, open up.” You called to him, a concerned whine at the end of your voice. You’d changed just like he’d asked, and you were happy you had because you were starting to get sweaty.

“Let’s go.” He quickly undid the collar on your neck and led you down the stairs, making sure you didn’t trip on your increasingly shaky legs. Coming to the lounge room, you were greeted by Satoru and Kento, and an unknown older third man was leaning against the wall, a long skinny black tail dangling behind him.

“What a cutie.” The man chuckled, looking you over with sharp golden eyes. Planting you in the middle of the room, Suguru left you to stand on your own. Your own eyes looked back at the man, taking in the curved black ears atop his head and his wide chest.

Standing still was proving to be a struggle for you. Whatever was happening had made you delirious, all the blood seemed to be rushing straight between your legs. Just being stared at was enough to make heat burn your cheeks in an embarrassing way.

“So you said I could do anything?” Looking past you and to your brother, the man grins wide when Suguru nods his head. Stalking closer to you, you can see the scar on the edge of his lip and the very large canine teeth inside his mouth.

Speaking was also a struggle, evident in the way you couldn’t properly get any words out, only a few nondescript sounds trickled out. Shuffling back as the man got closer, you were completely enveloped in him when he opened his arms wide, taking up all the space in your vision.

“Hey little kitty-cat.” Putting a large hand on your head, he rubs your head gruffly. The sensation makes your knees buckle, tingling pleasure from his touch spreading across your upper body. “Name’s Toji.”

“He-hello.” Forcing the word out, now that he’s so close you can finally discern what animal he was, a smooth black panther. You hadn’t seen them a lot, only catching a few glances of a couple hybrids when you were at the hostess bar and they always seemed so elusive.

“Who knew you could sound so cute all drugged up like that?” Toji cooed, rubbing your head again. “You gonna introduce yourself to me? I am your brothers’ guest after all.”

“I don’t think she can.” Suguru chuckled from the couch. He, Satoru and Kento were enraptured with the scene before them. Seeing you dwarfed by their size had become something they were accustomed to, but seeing you look so tiny against an imposing figure like Toji stirred something in them.

“Poor little thing.” With a mocking laugh he dropped his hands to his sides and looked down at you. “Lets see if you can follow directions now, hm? Take this off for me.” Flicking his chin at you, he waited with bated breath.

“Sugu...nii…” Scrunching your brows together, you looked at him. Even with your mind full of nothing but the intense ache between your legs, you still had enough sense to try and figure out what was going to happen.

“Don’t be shy baby, do as he says.” Suguru made no move to come and help you or offer any explanation. Looking to Kento and Satoru, neither of them were any help.

“Don’t make me wait all day.” Toji snapped his fingers in your face, bringing you back to staring at him. He took one look at your still concerned expression and rolled his eyes. “I’ll do it for you then, princess.”

Toji wasn’t gentle when he took your shirt off, practically ripping it off your body with his sharp claws. There was a collective gasp from the couch and Toji let out a low whistle upon seeing your body in lingerie.

“You really are something, huh?” Grasping your upper arm, Toji turned you around to stare at your ass, giving your tail a sharp tug that made you keen and arch your back. “So responsive too. Good to see the drugs working.”

Wading through the thicket in your foggy mind, it all made sense now. Why you were moaning so loudly just from Toji hugging you to his body and raking his nails lightly against your skin. Why just feeling the barrel of his chest against your back had your spine tingling with nerves.

“Sugu!” Reaching out for him, you could only lean so far forward away from Toji.

“Be quiet baby, take your punishment like a good girl.” He chided, actively palming over the growing tent in his pants.

“Sugu!” Huffing again, you strained against Tojis hold.

“Hey, didn’t he say be good?” Toji quipped and smacked your thigh. The sound echoed in the otherwise quiet room, making you jump high into the air. It hurt, the force of his smack and the lingering pain after, but somewhere in you, you enjoyed it.

Turning you around, Toji wasted no time in kissing you. Grabbing your chin tightly, he forced his tongue into your mouth. Easily overwhelming you with the strength in his kiss, Toji palmed your ass roughly. Pushing you against his growing cock, he kissed you until you were so lightheaded your legs gave out.

“Ha, this’ll be too easy.” Letting you fall to the floor, Toji peeled his shirt off and cracked the bones in his neck. The cold hardwood offered no reprieve to your burning skin, and Toji quickly descended onto you.

Caging you in with his knees on either side of you, Toji grabbed both breasts, squeezing them so hard tears sprang to your eyes instantly. Your hands weakly attempted to push him away, stop him from pulling at your nipples through the sheer fabric of the bra.

“Hey, knock it off.” The slap across the face was an unexpected sensation, your head turning to the side as his palm went across your cheek. Gasping loudly, the tears that gathered at your lashes began to fall as the pain radiated across your face.

Choking out a sob, you tossed an arm over your face to shield yourself from any more. The painful treatment of your breasts was all you could focus on and you actively had to stop yourself from trying to push him away again.

“She learns quick.” Toji remarks to the group watching you with their cocks out.

“Always has.” Kento replies smoothly, like he didn’t have his pants around his knees with his half hard cock in his hand. Turning back to you, Toji rips your arm off your face.

“Don’t think you can hide from me now, little one.” Pinning your arms to your side, Toji leaned over you and bit down on the side of your neck. Screeching and arching your back, you squirmed and whined from the pain.

You could feel the light amount of blood trickle down your neck and his rough tongue lap it up. Soothing the bite, Toji went down a few inches and did it again, littering your whole neck with bites hard enough to break skin.

Moving down to your chest, he sucked angry marks into your skin, biting down a tad softer here.  The drug they’d given you had perfectly done its job in making you more sensitive to touch and the trace amounts of pleasure you were getting from this weren’t enough to outweigh the pain.

“Toji.” Throwing your head to the side as he bit down on your shoulder, your breath left you when he peered back at you with his intense gaze. Leveling you with a single stare, Toji returned his attention to your chest and ripped your bra clean off your body.

“Nice fucking tits.” He smiled maliciously, squeezing them as hard as he could between his fingers. He reveled in your pained squirming and the way you couldn’t hold back moaning in pain.

Letting go of your breasts, he laid a hard slap across your chest, and then another the other way. He slapped your breasts at least ten times, not that you could keep track from the way it hurt.

Pinching and twisting your nipples, Toji wrapped one in his lips and bit down. Your hands slapped against the ground, sharp wails leaving you as he let go and bit the flesh of your breasts as hard as he had done to your neck.

“Fuck kitty, you made me so hard.” Lightly slapping your face side to side, Toji forced you to look down at his cock, now unrestrained and freed from his baggy pants. It looked massive even compared with how large his body was, and when he wrapped his hand around it you could feel the blood leave your face.

Toji ripped your panties off with one swipe, dangling the tattered fabric from his fingers before tossing it to the side where your bra was. Pushing your knees up and nearly hitting you in the face, Toji peered down at your cunt.

“So fucking wet.” He mumbled, swiping a finger up your slit and presenting it to you. “Fucking dripping, huh.”

“Sugu!” Whipping your head to the side, you looked at Suguru with wide eyes. Fear struck a chord in you, Suguru had always drilled it into your head that your virginity was something special, making you promise over and over that you would save it for the right person.

And you had strong doubts that Toji was the right person to take it.

“Calm down baby. I said this was a punishment after all, didn’t I?” Suguru was languidly stroking his hard cock, a cocky smile on his face as he drank in your apprehension.

“But- no, no!” Shaking your head hard enough to make it hurt, you cried unabashedly. This wasn’t right, you shouldn’t be having sex for the first time on a cold hardwood floor with a stranger while your brother and his friends watched.

“Yes, yes!” Toji mocked your frantic voice, landing slaps on the backs of your thighs as you began to cry. “Don’t act all high and mighty now. Your brothers sold you out to me like some cheap whore, now take what I give you.”

“No!” Sobbing now, it only got louder when Toji slapped your cunt with his full hand. Your legs shook violently as he slapped you again, putting more weight into his hand.

“God, I could listen to you all fucking day.” Toji let your legs go, slapping your cunt one last time to see you jump and writhe. Nestling between your legs, he gripped your hips and pulled you flush against him. “Be nice and loud for us now.”

Guiding the tip of his cock into your entrance, Toji thrust his cock in with one smooth motion of his hips. Bottoming out immediately, he threw his head back and sighed. This was the first time you had anything inside you besides your own fingers and to say it hurt was an understatement.

Despite how wet you were from the drug, you had no prep for the immense stretch of Tojis cock inside you. You weren’t sure if any amount of preparation would have been enough to take him, but now wasn’t the time to dwell on it.

The slow drag of his cock against your walls as he pulled out caught your attention. You were still sobbing, still shaking and clearly distraught, but nobody cared. They were all getting off on seeing Toji fuck you, all of their eyes bouncing between your face to where you were connected with him.

“Gojo you were right, I think I might cum quick.” They shared a laugh, Satoru echoing the sentiment back to him. Pushing back in, Toji held your hips tight enough to bruise them, digging painful fingerprints into your flesh that would linger for a long while after he left.

Setting a quick pace, Toji bounced you back on his cock as he thrust forward, dragging you across the floor with every motion. The sweat collecting on your skin helped it not to catch on the wood, but the glide was still irritating.

Putting your ankles on his shoulders, Toji bent your pliant body in half. He met no physical resistance from you, ignoring the way you groaned at the stretch and leaning over to put his forehead against yours.

“For a virgin you sure are flexible, maybe I’ll have to come back and have some more fun with you.” The deep rumble of his voice clouded your senses and you could feel the intensity behind his stare even as you closed your eyes tightly.

Rutting into you, the tip of Tojis cock bumped painfully against your cervix, forcing tears to drip out of your eyes with every thrust in. His entire being had completely consumed you, from the arbitrary way the tip of his tail swished against your bare thigh to the all consuming feeling of his cock pounding into you.

Getting used like a piece of meat, fucked into the very floor you’d have to walk on later, burned you with shame. Distressed moans turning into ones of burgeoning pleasure helped push that feeling even further and when you turned your head to see all three men furiously jerking their cocks, cheeks flushed red and sweat forming on their brows, you couldn’t help but wonder why they were letting this happen.

If they loved you as much as they claimed, why were they letting this man do this to you? He had slapped you all over your body, littered bloody bite marks across every inch of skin he could, and he had taken the one thing you were taught was sacred to you. Toji was nothing like your brothers, he was crass and unyielding, smacking you in the thighs as he fucked you.

He was so unlike them, the difference was astounding. The nasty words he snarled out to you, calling you a worthless little virgin and just a hole to be fucked, hurt you. Your brothers, as mean as they could be to you, would never say such nasty things. Even when Kento spanked you, he made it all better in the end.

Toji offered no happy ending, taking and taking from you until you couldn’t breathe anymore from the weight pressing down on your chest. Forcing you to kiss him, Toji growled into your mouth as he came abruptly.

Warmth flooded you, his syrupy cum smearing and coating every inch of your cunt. Grinding against you, he let your legs fall to the ground as he pulled out, his cock still rock hard. You were nearly unconscious when he finally pulled away from your lips, head falling to the side to see the three men all cumming as well.

“Y-you’re still hard?” Satoru gaped, milking his own cock for the last few drops of cum.

“Why does the little princess here have to be the only one drugged up?” Toji chuckled. Mentally and physically drained already, you were becoming practically comatose in his hold. Flipping you over onto your stomach, Toji peered down at your eyes slipping away. “Looks like she’s all tuckered out.”

Grabbing your ass, he spread your cheeks apart and revealed your puckered asshole. Spitting down onto it, he swirled his finger around it shortly, gathering up the cum and slick between your legs as added lubricant to push his finger through the tight ring of muscle.

“That’s okay, little kitty-cat, just go to sleep.” Pushing his finger all the way down to the knuckle, Toji smoothed a hand on your lower back and purred as he watched you fall unconscious. “Your uncle Toji will take good care of you.”

When you awoke again, you were back in your bed. Back in the room that wasn’t yours, in the house that you hadn’t grown up in, in a neighborhood you had no clue about. The collar was back around your neck, not as tight as before but still weighing just as heavy.

Every part of your body ached. There wasn’t a single part of you that didn’t hurt, all your muscles screamed in agony as you tried to move. There was a sharp, burning pain between your legs, raised teeth marks dotting along all the skin you touched, and your eyes were puffy and dry.

Parched beyond all belief, you struggled to grab the cup of water left on the nightstand. Nearly spilling it from how shaky your hands were, you gulped down the liquid greedily. It wasn’t enough to soothe your aching throat, but it was a start.

The sun moved across the room as you floated in and out of consciousness, casting beams of light in different directions every time you opened your eyes. There wasn’t much your body was willing to let you do, forced to just lay in bed under the fluffy blankets and wonder when someone would come to see you.

“(Y/N).” A soft whisper accompanied the slow creak of the door as it opened. The three men you’d been waiting for appeared, gentle expressions on all their faces. Suguru was the first to reach out and touch you, cupping your cheek and rubbing his thumb along your face.

“How’re you feeling?” He asked, taking a seat on your bed.

“It hurts.” You whisper back, wincing as you try and fail to sit up.

“Yeah, I bet. Uncle Toji did a number on you, didn’t he?” Suguru was speaking to you like you were a stupid child, his tone low and even.

“He did.” Barely nodding, your eyes flicked to Satoru and Kento. Satoru looked ready to jump into bed with you, his tail flicking in thinly veiled excitement behind him. Kento remained stoic, his arms crossed but his eyes never leaving yours.

“I hope now you understand how good you have it.” Kento said, the ever present sternness in his voice.

“Yeah (Y/N), men like Toji are all over the place, and one of them could have done something worse to you while you were away in Tokyo!” Satoru couldn’t help but chime in, stepping closer as he spoke.

“That’s true. We only let him have you for one night as a punishment, but think about how much worse it would be if you were still in Tokyo without the protection of your big brothers. This could have happened at that nasty little hostess bar, and it could have been much worse.” Suguru hadn’t stopped stroking your cheek the entire time he was in the room and he wasn’t about to stop now. “You don’t want guys like Toji around you, do you?”

“N...no.” Knitting your brows together, their words rattled around your skull. They weren’t exactly wrong, something much worse could have happened at the hostess bar, and you wouldn’t have your big brothers to watch over you.

Sure, the aches and pains in your body were horrible, but imagining going through the pain night after night, day after day at the hands of some random men at the red light district was much worse.

The longer you looked at all three of them, the more it made sense in your head. They had done horrible things, but the reality was that you were safe here. You didn’t have to worry about providing for yourself ever again, you had plenty of food and three people that loved you so much it hurt them to be apart from you for too long. Out in the world, anything could happen. Recounting the days you spent on the run made your stomach churn, unpleasant memory after memory coming back to you.

“You see now? You need us, (Y/N), just as much as we need you.” Drawing your attention back to him, Suguru swept his arm over to the other two. “We love you so much, we just want you to be the happiest member of the pack.”

“Of the pack…” Echoing the last words, you nodded. Pack life was important to them, it was what kept them safe and feeling secure in life. And right now, you certainly craved that security. “I want to be part of the pack.”

Large smiles erupted on all of their faces - Kento hiding his - at your words. It’s what they’d wanted to hear all along, and now everything felt complete. Sitting you up and wrapping you in a hug, Suguru was careful not to squeeze you too tightly.

“I love you (Y/N).” He said, tail thumping against the bed happily. Satoru and Kento echoed the statement, and they came to hug you as well. With all three pairs of arms around you, their warmth soothed not only the ache in your body but in your heart as well. Hugging them felt right, it felt like you were always meant to be here.

“Are you hungry? I can make you something.” Kento is the first to pull away, a light blush on his face that he tries to hide.

“Yes please.”

“Ooh, I’ll help!” Satoru throws his hand into the air as he pulls away but not before kissing you on the cheek.

“I guess I’ll help too then.” Suguru lingers around you, giving you a series of light kisses on your cheeks. “Little sister should eat well after all she’s been through.”

“We’ll be quick. Stay in bed.” Kento warns. He’s already at the door, the other two close behind him.

“I-” Your voice breaks when you try to use it and they stop before they fully exit the room.

“Hm?”

“I love my big brothers too.” Your cheeks burn a little from saying the words, and a shy giggle passes your lips. Fiddling with the blankets, you can see out of the corner of your eye that they’ve all started to blush a little.

“We love you too, little sister.” Suguru sighs, heart full to bursting. Wishing you another round of farewells, they all leave and Suguru closes the door behind him, leaving it unlocked.

[pathetic-gamer]

Hey I wanna know ur demon story

OK! Doing a courtesy cut tho bc it's kinda long. First, allow me to ~set the stage~

There is a bookstore on the main street of my college town. It has a very small, very quaint storefront, but approximately 30,000 sq ft of a veritable maze of books. No one, owners included, really knows how many books they have. If someone told me the store was alive and growing, I would believe them. I once counted a total of five staircases, but found another one like a week later.

At this bookstore, "yes, we have that book" is the same as saying "yes, there's a shipwreck at the bottom of Lake Michigan." It's there, but you will not find the one you're looking for. The store decides which one you will find.

I, being at the time a very rational college student, had no fear of living bookstores, and so, in the winter of 2017, I embarked on a quest to find a book.

I was on my lunch break, so I walked on over, foolishly thinking this would be a quick errand. The cashier assured me that they had my book around somewhere. He gave me a general direction, then, with a heavy sigh, said the magic words: "If it's not there, check the basement."

You have to understand that the basement was an enigma. It was MASSIVE, and had access to a lot of other buildings on main street, including a different, much smaller bookstore across the street, which is widely regarded as the most haunted building in the city, and the bar next door, which is also on the Most Haunted list. There's half a wall blocking the way into the basement of a different building, but you can see over the wall and it's literally just this big empty space.

In other words, it's large, poorly lit, kind of creepy, and filled with boxes and shelves of books that may or may not have ever been cataloged in the first place. God only knows how and why things end up down there.

So anyway, the clerk wished me good luck and God speed, then sent me on my merry way.

I had probably been down there for around 15 minutes, when I finally found a couple of books that seemed to be on the right topic. Like an ant to crumbs, I followed the trail down a narrow alley between Gender Studies and the newspaper archive and came to a lonely little darkened room. There was a sign taped to the open door saying to watch your step, and the off-limits areas are very clearly marked, and so I assumed that must mean it was fair game and there was a light somewhere.

The room was completely dark (I couldn't see the three far walls at all), and, as I discovered while fruitlessly feeling around for a lightswitch, it was also quite damp. Being the rational college student that I was at the time, I searched around outside the room until I found a panel of switches by a padlocked door (probably one of the doors to the bar) and found the right one. This detail will matter later in the story, I promise

I could now see that the room was really narrow and very long, more like a hallway, but there were no other doors, just a couple of folding chairs. One end was almost completely empty and covered in water damage, complete with a gross little puddle. There were a handful of books, mostly psychology and like, a cookbook, but they were all kind of moldy.

The other side was quite welcoming. The larger shelves were completely empty, but the far wall had a nicely organized, rather expansive collection of foreign language books - novels, essays, and the like. If the chair on the damp side was vaguely unsettling, this one was the height of luxury. You could probably sit down and take a nice, cozy nap in that folding chair. HOWEVER: I was a very smart and rational college student who would fall prey to no such fae tricks.

Out of curiosity, I picked up a book that was separated from the rest on one of the side shelves. It was missing the cover, but was in german so I figured i'd try to read it and figure out what it was.

Because I wasn't very good at German, and because the basement was empty and it wouldnt bother anyone, I decided it was a good idea to read this completely unknown book in a different language out loud in a room with one working light bulb and two metal folding chairs while completely alone. As one does.

I open up to the first few full pages and start reading. At first i'm stumbling on some of the longer words and the words I don't recognize (of which there were just...so many), but then it starts to introduce various passages in Latin. Since I had tried and failed to study Latin like 6 years prior, I kept going, just for kicks.

But it starts to seem familiar. Even the words I don't immediately know are really familiar, and I can't figure out why. Rhythmically, it's familiar. The sounds are familiar. It's flowing so naturally, but I don't remember what the words mean or how I know it.

Belatedly, I realize this is a book on demonology. I'm recognizing passages because I've come across them in other books or wikipedia or they're excerpts of scripture or whatever. Kinda spooky! However, I, a very rational college student at the time, didn't believe in ghosts or spirits or demons, so I laughed it off and pressed on.

I keep reading, and the light starts flickering; I stop, and it keeps flickering. "Okay cool," I very rationally think to myself, "old lightbulb, no problem." I keep reading.

And then. THEN. I get to a specific passage, something like "the spirit answered," and the light turns off. Literally just shuts off. Like a good rational college student, I put the book on the shelf and go to just walk out the room, but then I HEAR ONE OF THE CHAIRS MOVE.

Remember those two chairs? The ones I, a very rational college student at the time, knew better than to sit in, lest I be swept away to the faerie court? The one in the puddle sounded like it moved, little water sounds amd scuffling sound and everything. After a moment of petrified terror, I scoot, very slowly, out of the room, not hearing or seeing anything else weird.

Once I've crossed the threshold and am sure that everything is fine and normal, I go to turn the lightswitch off down the hall, but the switch is already off. I flip it, and the light goes back on. It's not a flimsy switch or anything, so it must have been purposefully turned off, but to turn it off, someone would have had to walk past the door to the room I was in, so I would have seen them. (Either that, or enter and exit through the padlocked door, but as all rational college students know, a padlocked door could only have been opened from the side with the lock.)

I, being at the time a rational college student, poked around the whole basement to find out who had turned it off, but found no one there. I hadn't heard anyone come down any of the staircases, I hadn't seen anyone walk past - I was DEFINITELY alone.

Having had my fill of that damn basement, I gave up on finding the book I was looking for and left.

A full hour had somehow passed.

So anyway! Thats the story of the time I may have unleashed a demon in the basement of a beloved bookstore :)

Now that I'm no longer a rational college student and have evolved into an irrational college graduate, I can see the error of my ways: I didn't even TRY to seduce the demon. What a goddamn waste of everyone's time.

And no, I did not find the book I was looking for.

[bl--ankhaeji]

Alone Time

Pairing ~ Jisung x Female!Reader

Genre ~ Fluff,,suggestive? if you wanna call it that,,but really just fluff

Warning ~ Nothing really just some hardcore fluff,,there is a very small amount of accidental boob touchage tho,,also unedited

A/N ~ This a request, just two of the many sent in by @mono-chxld a veryyyyyy long time agao I combined two and made this one. I'm sorry it took so long to get one out. 😬😖 The playlist I listened to while writing this does not go at all 😂

W.Count ~ 1k exactly 

Prompts I used: domestic au. they get into a tickle fight and it’s all just cute and fluffy….till jisung’s hands accidentally go somewhere and jisung lays on y/n’s exposed stomach and kisses her stomach while she has her hands in his hair. (fluff)

9:30 

The movie credits roll up on the screen as you lay snuggled up with your boyfriend, Jisung. You guys had the dorm all to yourselves after the rest of the boys decided to go watch a movie and grab some drinks on their way back. Tonight was the first night you had free for a while after an overwhelming influx of exams, so Jisung felt it was the perfect time to have you over. His long arms securely wrapped themselves around your waist as his head rested on your stomach. 

Moving himself to lay between your legs resting his chin on your tummy he looks up at you, “Did you like the movie?” The soft spoken words have a deep timber to them. Looking at your cute boyfriend now with his face smooshed up against you a smile takes over your face and you deliver an equally as soft affirmation. The quiet of the room is filled as a notification comes through on your cell phone. Picking up your phone you begin the tiring process of explaining how to use the coffee machine to your roommate.

It had been so long in the back and forth conversation that you sadly forgot about your mochi boyfriend laying against you. “Y/n” you don’t answer the boy as another question now about how to work the air fryer comes through and a sigh graces your lips. “Y/n” the now pouting male reiterates. 

“One second Jwi. Just let me tell them how to use this and I’ll be all yours.” you say that but another five minutes go by and at this point Jisung is getting restless. 

Tired of his alone time with you being taken up by someone else Jisung takes the phone out of your hands, “Hi, Y/n is a little preoccupied right now so whatever else it is you have questions about how to work, do what everyone else does nowadays and Google it.” Hanging up the phone he places it back on the nightstand beside his bed before positioning himself back onto your stomach.  

Letting out a laugh you stare baffled at your boyfriend who just told your roommate off. Completely unbothered he starts to lift up your shirt until it reaches the bottom of your breasts slowly lowering his lips to the expanse of the skin on your stomach. “Jisung, why did you do that?” You ask, having to control the laugh that bubbled up once again at the thought of his last words, “Do what everyone else does nowadays and Google it.”   

His soft lips plant cool saccharine sweet kisses to your belly. “Because,” he places another kiss, “They were taking your attention away from me in our alone time.” He tilts his head up for a split second just to pout at you emphasizing his point before he goes back to layering kisses. His hands move to your sides softly massaging them. Instinctively your hands find solace in his hair gently running through the loose locks. 

  A soft smile finds its way onto your face as it starts to tickle a little when Jisung grazes his lips across your stomach. “Jwi stop, that tickles.” you tell him a light chuckle escaping past your lips. 

You feel it before you see it. Raising his head he gives you a playful smirk. “Omg Jisung no. Please don-” you don’t get to finish your sentence before Jisungs lips are back onto your stomach but instead of kisses he starts blowing raspberries on your stomach. His hands come up and simultaneously start tickling at your sides.  

Laughter instantly fills the room as you can no longer hold it in. You feel the grip you have on his hair tighten as your body stiffens but loosens at the same time. Wriggling about, you plead with Jisung to stop through your boisterous laughs. You feel tears prick your eyes as the attack continues to enfold. Everything happens in slow motion, one second you can barely catch your breath as Jisung tickles you a smile wide on your face, the next his hand lays on top of your breast tightly clutching basically squeezing it and it's like the world stops. Jisungs eyes grow impossibly wide and you quickly sober up from your laughs. 

You stare at each other for what feels like a lifetime but is actually probably only a couple of minutes before Jisung launches himself onto the other side of the bed like you just burned him. His hand lifts up to cradle his neck as he lets stuttered words that sound like apologies flow out of his mouth like a river down a waterfall. 

“Y-y/n, I-I-I a-a-m s-s-ssso-o” 

“Jisungie! Calm down okay. I know it was an accident and it’s not like I hated it or anything. I-it just took me a little by surprise.” Sitting up you feel your shirt fall back down. You notice that Jisung is sitting on the offending hand. You scoot closer to him and pull the hand out from under him. “You can touch it again if you want.” You lift your eyebrows at the boy and it’s then that you notice just how red he really is. The vermillion color on his cheeks span the entirety of his cheeks and ear slowly making its way to his neck. 

“Look,” You say placing his hand back onto your breast holding it at the wrist, “It’s okay I’m okay.” You release his wrist and he lowers his hand from your appendage bit-by-bit. You let out a hearty laugh at the face he makes, “Okay I think that’s enough for today because you look like you’re about to pass out.” You grab the boy by his neck pulling him into a hug as you fall back onto the bed. His arms take some time to wrap around you and it takes even longer for him to relax in your embrace,“Lets snuggle some more. All that laughing from tickling tired me out.”   

[maryse127]

Now that I am out of class (and over the initial shock of Nintendo UK's stupidity) let's get to an old fashioned round of Direct predictions/hopes!

Xenoblade 3 dlc. I bought the expansion pass before launch and I would like to know what I bought (yes I am crazy and Monolith Soft owns my sorry little ass)

A new mainline Fire Emblem game. It's been 3 years! Give me Fire Emblem! I know I have 2 routes left in Three Hopes and one in Three Houses but please give me a new Fire Emblem or a remake of an old one

Botw 2. No explanation necessary. At least give an update. I do not expect a release date. A title would be nice tho. Gives us anything. Please.

Twilight Princess and Wind Waker were rumored again. They have been for years but honestly with botw 2 delayed to next year we dont have anything Zelda this year. So it would make sense Nintendo drops some remake this holiday season. I probably wouldnt buy either of them (at least not anytime soon) but porting them to Switch finally would be cool.

Honestly there isn't much else I really want because I have too many games as is. Just got into Final Fantasy XV and still have much Xenoblade 3 side content to go and Crisis Core is coming sometime this winter as well and botw 2 next year and Three Hopes in my backlog and just there is already so much.

I would be surprised if Three Hopes doesnt get dlc at some point so they will probably announce a season pass without really showing any content of it

I will drop everything and immediately buy a new Style Boutique/Style Savvy/Girls Mode game tho if it ever happens. Please don't let that series die with the 3ds. I loved those games

Like I mentioned before I want Square Enix and Monolith to remake Xenogears in the HD 2D artstyle of Octopath and Live a Live. Same for Chrono Trigger. Neither of those will happen. But I will include them for inclusivity's sake

Final Fantasy brained as I currently am, I would also still like to see ports of the Final Fantasy XIII trilogy because I would like to play those games and have no machine capable of doing so (my laptop is not strong enough for games)

Xenoblade X won't happen until Xenoblade 3 dlc is over so nope. But please Nintendo. I am begging you. Release this game from hell. It deserves so much better.

Maybe we get an update on Pyra Mythra Smash amiibos? Tho that could also just be a tweet sometime. I dont remember what other amiibos are also coming. I just realized there will be a Sora amiibo?! Sometime. I havent played Smash in years

Honestly this list shows I really only play a few jrpg series and zelda oops. In my defense all these games take forever to play so can't really take on more series XD

[lovelylusts]

Caught in the Middle || Sope || Request

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Hoseok

Genre: smut… just pure, unadulterated filth

Warnings (dear god there’s a lot): Dom!Hoseok, SwitchLeaningDom!Yoongi, Sub!Reader, mfm threesome, mxm, established relationship (Yoongi x Reader), Yoongi and Hoseok are best bros, degradation (such as repetitive use of the word “slut”), praise, oral sex (f and m receiving), vaginal fingering, anal fingering (f and m receiving), overstimulation (f receiving), rimming (f and m receiving), hair pulling, squirting, facefucking (kinda), double penetration, vaginal sex, anal sex (f and m receiving), unprotected sex, anal creampie, cum eating

Remember that this is fiction, and to use protection and don’t go from anus to anything else without cleaning up first!

Word Count: 4.2k

A/N: My first ever request! A bullet drabble (tho this turned out a lot longer than a drabble lmao) written for the lovely @tipsydipsydo, who I’ve idolized since I joined bts smutblr. Please check out her amazing work! I was gonna wait until tomorrow when she’s awake to post this... but I decided that I thought it would be a nice surprise for when she woke up. Without further ado, an expansion abt my Sope threesome hc from Day 2 of Kinktober… Did I name this after a not-at-all sexual Paramore song? Maybe.

You and Yoongi had been in a relationship for a while, and you two were very open with each other about your kinks

And one of your fantasies was having a threesome

When you told him this, he instantly smirked, snaking his arms around your waist and leaning in to suck on your earlobe before pulling away

“You’re a needy little whore, you know that, right? One cock’s not enough for you?”

His words instantly affected you, the throbbing between your legs already becoming prominent

“I-I-”

“Why don’t I call up Hoseok since you wanna be split in half so fucking badly?”

You hastily nodded in agreement, knowing that Yoongi knows Hoseok best and probably offered since he saw him as the best fit

The next weekend, the two boys arrived at yours and Yoongi’s shared apartment after grabbing dinner with the rest of the boys

By the smirk that Yoongi wore as he entered, you knew it was time

“Go to the bedroom and strip”

That statement wasn’t from Yoongi, like it usually was… it was actually from Hoseok

You took of to the bedroom, turning to see that both boys were watching you, and you started tearing your clothes off as soon as you entered the room

Shortly after you made yourself completely nude and sitting patiently on the bed, the two men entered

“Yoongi-hyung told me you were needy and wanted two people to destroy you, hm, princess?”

You nodded, blushing and looking down

“Hey, you wanted this, don’t act all shy now,” said Yoongi

“Now, princess,” said Hobi, “I know usually when it comes to your bedroom adventures, it’s usually anything goes unless you ask him to stop, but I do need to ask if I can fuck your boyfriend”

You had to do a double take, looking at Yoongi’s face to still see that goddamn smirk, and you felt your wetness running down your inner thigh as you sat on your knees

“I think she likes that idea a little too much, Hoseok”

“Perfect”

Yoongi orders you to lie down, both boys crawling on the bed to be on either side of you, Hoseok instantly leaning in to kiss you

His kisses were a bit sloppier than Yoongi’s, but the change was very, very welcome

You could feel Yoongi’s eyes concentrated on the arousing scene in front of him, his growing hard-on pressing against your thigh as he grabbed at the flesh of your ass, digging his nails into it

While Hobi kissed you, he placed his hands on your breasts and roughly pinched your nipples

“She’s so responsive, hyung… it just makes me want to ruin her”

Hobi pulls away from you, and when you think he’s gonna come back to kiss you more, he instead leans over your body and connects his lips with those of your boyfriend

You turn your body a bit so you can have a better view of the show right in front of you, a rush of wetness leaking from your aching core as you watch their tongues dance

You felt Yoongi’s hand make its way to you core as Hoseok continued to grab at your breasts, and upon feeling how wet you were, he pulled away from the younger man

“Look, Hobi, our little whore got wet watching her boyfriend make out with his best friend”

Yoongi held out his slick-covered fingers for Hoseok to see, and you were definitely not expecting to see him lick Yoongi’s fingers clean

“Mmm, hyung, she tastes delicious”

“Do you want to taste more of her?”

You three changed positions so that Yoongi was sitting behind you, his back to the headboard and your back to his chest, while Hoseok layed down between your legs

Yoongi had has hands on either thigh, making sure to keep them spread for his friend

A chill ran through your body when you felt Hobi nip at your inner thigh, and another chill followed shortly thereafter when you felt your boyfriend’s lips on your neck

Suddenly, you felt Hobi’s lips wrapped around your clit, almost causing your thighs to snap shut, if it weren’t for Yoongi’s hands forcing them apart

You were used to Yoongi’s more calculated movements with his tongue, since he knew your body very well

Hoseok’s tongue work was a bit sloppy (I mean that in a good way I promise), and the change in pace was very, very welcome

“She likes to have her ass played with, too, Hoseok”

You felt your cheeks heat up at the forced admission, but you knew there had to be a reason Yoongi told him that

“Oh, is that so? God, I can’t wait to wreck her ass. Can I wreck her ass, hyung?”

“Do your worst.”

Hobi returned to working on your sensitive clit as he pushed two fingers into your soaking pussy, curling them upwards and pumping them at a speedy pace

You were a mess, your back arching away from the heat of Yoongi’s body behind you as his hands fought to keep your thighs spread apart

Your orgasm was quickly approaching, your whining becoming more constant

“She likes orgasm control, too, Hoseok. Can you feel her getting closer?”

“I can, hyung. God she’s so tight around my fingers. Let’s see how many orgasms you can take, princess.”

He added a third finger while continuing the oral assault on your clit

And then Yoongi started pinching at your nipples while nipping at the skin of your neck, which at this rate, would probably be littered with bruises by the time they’re done with you

Your first orgasm of the night took hold over your body, your thighs shaking, and without Yoongi’s hands there to hold them open, they almost shut over Hoseok had it not been for your boyfriend’s quick reflexes

But your orgasm didn’t stop the boys at all, no no, because Hoseok added a fourth finger to your heat

His tongue felt fucking phenominal as it toyed with your clit, which was now hypersensitive

Then he pulled his fingers from your heat completely, causing you to whine and beg for him to put them back, but you were cut off by the feeling of one of his wet fingers pushing into your asshole

His tongue continued its work on your clit, as if he weren’t shoving his finger up your tight asshole

You felt so good that you were sure you were gonna start crying, and Yoongi’s hands on your breasts was not helping your case at all

It didn’t take long for Hoseok to start pushing a second finger into the tighter hole

“Hyung, you weren’t lying about how much she loves getting her ass fucked. She’s so fucking wet right now!”

“You dirty girl. You love getting fucked by Master’s best friend, huh?”

You couldn’t bring yourself to speak, you could only quickly nod and let out another cry as Hobi fingerfucked your ass open

“Actually… I have an idea. Hyung, strip. Princess, ass up. You’re gonna blow your Master.”

Yoongi started ridding himself of his clothes as you turned over and got on your knees, waiting for you boyfriend to situate himself under you

He was already rock-hard, his tip a bright blushed shade and precum already leaking out

I mean, after the show that was just put on for him, who could blame him?

You took his cock in your hand, spreading the precum over is length as you waited for Hoseok’s next move

And then you felt it

His tongue on your asshole

You and Yoongi had experimented with rimming before, but it was usually him on the receiving end, and it wasn’t very often

“Wow, princess, you’re getting so wet… but I’ll only continue if you beg”

You look up at Yoongi, who’s looking at you through hooded eyes, and that damn smirk still on his face

“You heard him, slut”

Swallowing what little pride you had in the bedroom, you said in a whiny voice, “please eat my ass, Hobi”

“Good girl”

You felt his tongue swirling around the rim of the tight hole, causing you to almost collapse onto your boyfriend, your hand still wrapped around his large shaft

You tried to focus on making Yoongi feel good, but it was so hard to focus on anything at all while Hoseok was making you feel so damn good

You were finally able to get a bit more control over your movements, finally taking Yoongi’s cock in your mouth

He groaned out, lacing his fingers in your hair and lightly tugging on the roots

And just when you thought the constant stimulation was finally stable, you felt Hoseok’s thumb slowly rubbing your clit as his tongue breached the rim

“Does that feel good, slut? Master’s best friend fucking your ass with his tongue?”

You moaned around his cock, as if to say yes, the vibration causing him to tug at your hair a bit

He pushed your head down, causing you to gag as your nose made contact with his pubic hair

“Look at you, gagging on Master’s cock. What a good slut.”

Once again, you felt your orgasm approaching soon, the combination of Yoongi’s works and Hoseok’s actions adding to the ever-growing knotted feeling in your core

You continued bobbing your head, swirling your tongue around the tip of Yoongi’s throbbing cock

Yoongi had never made you cum like this, from just rimming and toying with your clit, as rimming with him was more to tease you

But before you knew it, you were a moaning mess, squirting on Hoseok’s face as he aided you through your second orgasm of the night

“Hyung, she’s fucking delicious”

Yoongi was kind enough to let you calm down after your orgasm, and luckily he wasn’t left untouched for long, because he soon felt the younger male’s hand wrapped around his cock

You were almost certain you were gonna cum again from the sight alone

Using what little strength you had, you moving over a bit and Yoongi spreading his legs a bit more so Hoseok had room to lie beside you

You and your boyfriend watched intently as Hoseok took his entire cock in his mouth, not even gagging when the tip hit the back of his throat

Yoongi was starting to switch a bit, becoming a bit whiny as his best friend sucked him off

You smirked, really wanting to see your dear friend dominate your usually domineering boyfriend

You leaned over, taking one of Yoongi’s balls into your mouth and sucking on it

“Fuck! You two… it feels so good…”

You met eyes with your boyfriend, who was ever so slowly slipping into a submissive role, his eyes dark as he bit his lip to try to hide a moan

“Don’t be scared, hyung. Be loud for us.”

After that, Yoongi lost it

He couldn’t stop the sounds that spilled out from his mouth, muttering curses that would make a sailor blush

Hoseok licked up the side of Yoongi’s cock, leaving you room to give the other side some attention, the combination of both of your tongues on his shaft at once causing him to buck his hips

Both you and Hobi’s tongues swirled around his tip, causing him to lean over and kiss you while he let his hand take over

Your tongues danced, Yoongi moaning both at the sight and the feeling of Hoseok’s hand wrapped around his length

Hoseok pulled away from you, before turning to Yoongi and asking him to lie down on his back all the way and spread his legs more

You knew where this was going

Once Yoongi had assumed the position, Hoseok dove forward and began probing Yoongi’s asshole with his tongue

You knew Yoongi was even more sensitive than you were there, and to put it bluntly, Hobi was good at eating ass, so you weren’t at all surprised when he practically started screaming

You aided Hoseok in pleasuring the older man, returning your lips to Yoongi’s cock, instantly taking him all the way and trying not to let your gag reflex get the best of you

“Please stop before I cum”

He sounded so whiny, more so than what you were used to, and you also knew that his intentions were to destroy you, not be destroyed

You and Hoseok both pulled off of him

“So who wants to get fucked first?” Hoseok asked

Yoongi looked at you with a smirk

“Let’s give the slut what she wants first, since she’s been so good for us. Which hole do you want?”

“I’m quite fond of her tight little asshole”

His words shocked you quite a bit, still not used to the level of raunchiness that your close friend of many years was truly capable of

Yoongi went over to the dresser, opening the bottom drawer where you two kept all of your toys, lube, and condoms (though you hadn’t needed them since you started taking birth control) and went to grab the latter two objects

“Master, can he take me raw?”

Yoongi almost dropped the supplies he was carrying, evidently surprised by your question

There was no doubt in his mind he had ruined you

Up until roughly a year into your relationship, you weren’t this adventurous… you were never begging to have your ass eaten, let alone fingered, you weren’t begging to be fucked raw, you blushed whenever you called him “Master”

And now you were as bad as him

“God, I fuckin’ love you,” he chuckled, tossing the condom back in the drawer as he approached you and Hoseok, who was now beginning to undress

“Princess, do you wanna suck my cock?”

You got off the bed, your legs slightly wobbly from your orgasms, and situated yourself on your knees in front of him, his large member almost smacking you in the face as he pulled his sweatpants and underwear down

He was longer and thinner than your boyfriend, and your mouth was practically salivating at the thought of him impaling your ass

You tried to take as much of him as you can, though he hit the back of your throat with an inch or two left

“Wanna set the pace, hyung?”

Yoongi stood by Hoseok’s side, his cock still standing tall, and he laced his fingers in your hair, pushing your head as he usually was when he facefucked you

He definitely was not holding back, and this was slowly becoming the messiest blowjob you’ve ever given in your life

He was definitely making take more of Hoseok that you had on your own, and you were gagging with every push, your saliva coating his cock and running down your chin

Tears were forming in your eyes

Your scalp stung in the best way possible from Yoongi’s force

And Hoseok’s sounds, his low grunts, made it all the better

Hoseok reached out, placing his hand over Yoongi’s, as he pulled you off of him

You gasped for air, the boys helping you stand up and making sure you didn’t fall over

Yoongi sat on the bed, his back against the headboard, stroking his cock as he waited for you to climb on top of him

Hoseok picked you up and gently threw you on the bed, making sure to not have you hand on Yoongi’s feet, and he watched as you prepared to mount your boyfriend’s cock

You grab Yoongi’s length and lined it up with your entrance before sinking down, being met with little resistance because of how wet you were

“You ready, princess?”

You nodded right before being met with something large, wet, and cold (what you could only assume was Hoseok’s lube-covered cock) poking at your tight entrance

He slowly pushed forward, causing you to fall forward onto Yoongi’s chest

You felt Yoongi move his hands from your waist to your ass, pulling your cheeks apart to put your asshole on display for his best friend

Slowly but surely, Hobi filled your ass, the stretch so painful yet so pleasurable

“You dirty girl, getting filled by two cocks,” growled Yoongi

Hoseok let out a primal growl once he bottomed out, surprisingly easily, but he had completely doused his cock with lube, and he had prepped you a lot earlier

Hoseok pulled back a bit and Yoongi lifted you up, causing you to scream out, and Yoongi planted his feet on the bed so he could get leverage before he snapped his hips up against yours

This caused Hoseok to begin thrusting into you, though a bit slowly due to the slight resistance

Now, you felt so good that you actually started crying

“Look at the little whore, crying because of how full she feels”

Of course, you and Yoongi had experienced with double penetration with plugs and small dildos, but never something as big as Hoseok’s cock

You couldn’t stop screaming out, your tears hitting Yoongi’s pale chest, as they mercilessly pounded you

Hoseok had his hands on your waist, his short nails digging into your skin

Yoongi’s hands had found their way to your breasts, running his thumbs over your hardened nipples

As soon as his thumbs made contact with your nipples, you suddenly got hit by your third orgasm

But the boys didn’t let up at all

They kept going

In fact, they started speeding up, Hoseok now going almost as fast as Yoongi

The pain and pleasure you felt at that moment was indescribable

You were very overstimulated, and both of your holes were being stretched out, one of them being your asshole, which hadn’t received any attention like this until now, and Yoongi was constantly hitting your g-spot

“Fuck, your little asshole is so fucking tight, princess,” Hoseok panted, “So fucking hot”

You felt like you were being torn apart in the best way possible

You were used to Yoongi’s moans by now, though they never failed to turn you on, but Hoseok’s sounds were quite foreign to you

And they were gorgeous

They were low-toned grunts with a few whines sprinkled in between, and they had you growing wetter and wetter

“One more, I promise,” said Yoongi

He sounded a lot softer than he usually did, but you supposed it was because this was for first threesome, and a very taxing one at that

His right hand found its way between your bodies, making contact with your clit

You couldn’t take it anymore, the constant stimulation anywhere the boys would touch

Your thighs started shaking, your chest heaving, curses and whines leaving your lips as you fell forward onto Yoongi

It was your fourth orgasm, and you squirted for the second time that night, the constant stimulation extending your explosive orgasm

The boys slowed down, Hoseok pulling out first, but spreading your ass cheeks spread so he could get a good look at your now abused asshole

“Damn, hyung, I need to do this more often… you gotta see this fuckin’ gape later”

You asshole clenched around nothing, missing the feeling of being stuffed with Hoseok’s cock

“But now, I gotta fuck your boyfriend. You did really good, princess,” Hoseok said before pressing a kiss to your lips

They helped carry your spent body off of Yoongi’s body, laying you gently on the bed next to him, and you reflexively tried to wrap your body around Yoongi’s

“Baby, I promise we can cuddle when we’re done, but we still haven’t cum yet, and I know you wanna see Master get fucked”

Normally, such a phrase would arouse you beyond belief, hearing that the usually dominating Yoongi wanted his best friend to fuck him up the ass, and perhaps you were, but your body was too tired to respond, so you just puckered your lips as if to ask for a kiss

He chuckled at your tired cuteness, leaning down to kiss you before Hobi instructed him to lie down on his back, just as he had earlier

You watched as Hoseok reached over to grab the bottle of lube that was at the foot of the bed, squirting a good amount on his fingers before turning his focus onto Yoongi

He pressed two fingers into Yoongi’s hole, and Yoongi turned his head to look at you before bringing your face closer to kiss you, moaning into the kiss as Hoseok continued to fingerfuck him

By now, he had fully switched, being softer with you and taking whatever Hoseok gave him

“Hoseok, fuck, it feels so fucking good, please fuck me”

“I gotta prep you, first, hyung”

“Add another finger, Hoseok”

Hoseok smirked at your demand, adding a third finger to the mix, continuing the pump his fingers in at a slow pace

“Please go faster”

Without hesitation, he listened to the plea of the older male, thrusting his fingers in and out of Yoongi’s tight hole and quick rate

“God, Hoseok, please just fuck me already”

“Fine, but only because you sound so cute when you’re whiny”

Yoongi rolled his eyes, causing you to giggle, and reach out to hold his hand

You knew this wasn’t his first time getting fucked in the ass, but since it wasn’t something you two had experimented with yet (the closest thing being a finger or some tongue action), meaning this hadn’t happened in a while

“Are you nervous?”

“God, no, I just need Hoseok’s cock up my ass”

Again, you should have been extremely turned on at this point, but you were too spent, and you were almost certain this wouldn’t be the last time you’d be inviting him into the bedroom with you two

Hoseok was now lining up in front your boyfriend, his cock once again drenched in lube

“You ready, hyung?”

Yoongi nodded, and Hobi pushed forward, causing your sweet boyfriend to moan out, louder than you had heard in a long time

He looked completely fucked out already, though Hobi was barely starting

He finally bottomed out, panting heavily

Using the minimal strength you had in your body, you reached your hand over and wrapped your hand around Yoongi throbbing, precum-slicked cock, spreading the precum to aid in jerking him off

He became extremely whining, biting his lip so hard that he almost drew blood

“You’re doing so good for us, hyung. You look so pretty getting fucked up the ass.”

Hoseok began picking up the speed, his hips snapping against Yoongi’s ass

“Where do you want me to cum, hyung?”

“Inside, please cum inside me”

Hoseok grinned, continuing to piston his hips, his cock repeatedly hitting Yoongi’s prostate

Pretty soon, his thrusts became sloppier

Yoongi came first, his release shooting up, covering both his abdomen and your hand in the sticky white substance

You, along with Hoseok, aided him through his orgasm, before you pulled your hand away to lick the cum off of it

And shortly thereafter, Hoseok released inside of Yoongi’s asshole, riding out his high and simultaneously overstimulating Yoongi before pulling out, his cum spilling out of your boyfriend’s gaping hole

You had a lot of your strength back, so you crawled to sit beside Hoseok to look at Yoongi

He was a cum covered mess

You and Hoseok seemed to have a similar idea, because both of you were leaning forward to clean him up

He groaned as he felt Hoseok’s tongue on his softening cock and abdomen, cleaning up the cum that Yoongi had spilled

And your tongue was poking at Yoongi’s gaping asshole, tasting Hoseok’s cum for the first time as you cleaned up the creampie

Needless to say, you three were quite spent, Yoongi moving over so you could lie down between the two boys as they wrapped their arms around you

You three kinda just fell asleep there, waking up in the morning to be excruciatingly sore, and there were multiple stains on the bed sheets

There was a lot of heavy petting and making out between the three of you the next morning, but you were all too tired to go any further

Once the three of you felt like you could actually successfully get out of bed, you all took showers (you and Yoongi together, and Hoseok alone… you would have loved to have him join, but your shower can only fit so much)

He left later that day with an agreement: he could come over and fuck either of you (or both of you) whenever he wanted

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I made another new fic I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!!!!

Chapter I: Until I'm Reborn in Another World

[This is the First Chapter] - [Next Chapter] Words: 1,163

Unrated - Here is an explanation of my rating system.

Aaahaha yeah I wrote another fic. This one's been on the back burner for a really long time, and I actually considered scrapping it completely a few days ago. Well, now I'm unleashing the monster onto the world. This fic will get explicit fast (not in chapter 1 tho, sorry), and it will get very dark. It's all fun and isekai harem shenanigans until codependency happens. You're not even ready. These boys get fucked up. Read on Ao3, Read on Wattpad, or continue to read here on Tumblr below.

Where am I...?

Consciousness came to Hiromi slowly at first, until he felt the sand digging into his cheek and the hood of his jacket whipping in the wind. There was a whistling sound in the air and the sun on his back felt warm. He didn't want to get up.

The beach...I missed it...Wait.

Hiromi shot up from his position face down and swiped at his face to remove the sand before anyone could see him. He looked around for people; nobody to his left, but one large group to his right.

Great, he thought to himself, they probably think I'm a drunk that passed out on the beach.

He also thought maybe that wasn't so far from the truth. Hiromi couldn't remember at all how he'd gotten there in the first place, but that wasn't what he was worried about. What he needed was to get out of there and back to the safety and control of his apartment. He stood up and brushed more sand off of his torso and the front of his pants and took a few steps forward before he stopped.

Where is the parking lot?

Instead of sand dunes and high-rise hotels, Hiromi was looking at a vast expanse of grass that waved in the wind, and a familiar, lone tree in the distance.

Wait a minute, is this-?

"YA!"

Before he could finish his thought he heard a voice to his right. He turned to see that there was a group of -- people? No. Monsters were charging at him. He knew those monsters.

Hilichurls.

Shit!

He didn't have anything to defend himself and he wasn't exactly well-built, so he decided his best course of action would be to run away. Unfortunately as he turned his heel sunk into the sand, and he ended up stumbling and falling onto his elbows.

I have to be dreaming, Hiromi thought to himself. I don't even know how I got here. I must have slept through my alarm. He gasped. Great. First this nightmare and then I get to wake up to a text that I don't have a job anymore, I'm sure.

May as well let the hilichurls kill me…

"Prepare to be blown away!"

The wind whipped Hiromi's hoodie around his head and sand blew around in the air as he spun around to see a small tornado several yards in front of him sweep up the approaching hilichurls and carry them off to sea in an instant.

"Hey! Are you hurt?" Hiromi looked up to see three people approaching him - people he knew, but...they didn't know him. "Paimon saw you fall down on the beach!" she continued. Hiromi grimaced. 

"Ah, you saw that, huh..." he trailed off as he stood and once again tried to brush as much sand off of his clothes as he could.

"We'll take you back to the city," Lumine said. It wasn't so much of an offer as more of an order. "It's getting about time to wind down for tonight anyway."

"Oh! We're meeting up with Diluc at Angel's Share to talk about our plans, right?" Paimon shuffled in the air with a grin.

"Plans? You mean drinking dandelion wine?" Venti laughed heartily. Hiromi gulped when he turned his gaze directly toward him. He couldn't lie to himself; being stared down by the Traveler from another world and the Anemo Archon was intimidating. Venti must have been about an inch taller than him in his heels. It made him self-conscious.

"You're not actually from around here are you?" Venti tilted his head and smiled. Of course he knew something was amiss.

"Wait, you mean they're not from Mondstat?" Paimon questioned.

"I'm a guy," Hiromi corrected her and grasped at the small ponytail tied off at the back of his head. He knew he should have cut his hair shorter. "And uh, I...I can't actually remember...how I got here, I mean, or uh..." he stammered and trailed off into an awkward silence amongst the four of them until Venti burst out laughing.

"Uuuhhh, what?" Paimon tossed up her hands and turned to Lumine who shrugged, looking just as confused.

"So you've lost your memory?" Venti asked once he calmed down.

"Uh, yeah," Hiromi lied. Was it a lie? He really couldn't remember how he'd gotten there. The last thing he remembered was being at his job at the convenience store, where he'd gone out for a smoke break and…

Oh. Oh fuck.

Suddenly what had happened came flooding back to him. He stood wide-eyed in front of the other three, looking past them and into the distance toward Windrise, his shaky hand moving to cover his mouth.

I fucked up big time.

"Woah, are you o-"

"I need a drink," Hiromi interrupted him suddenly. 

"Well," Lumine sighed, "let's get over to Angel's Share. We don't wanna keep Diluc waiting too long, I guess. We'll just bring him with us for now."

"That works for me!" Venti cheered. "So what's your name anyway, stranger?"

He hesitated at first, but then answered. "It's Hiromi," he told them as they began walking away from the beach and toward the city.

"All right, Hiromi! I'm Venti! And this is Lumine!"

"Ah, I kn-" Hiromi was interrupted before he could finish his sentence by a certain someone who piped up in protest, but not before Venti narrowed his eyes at him in suspicion.

"Hey! Aren't you going to introduce Paimon?!"

"Hmm? I don't remember any 'Paimon' in our little travel party," Venti teased.

"Are you freaking kidding me?! Argh! You stupid Tone-Deaf Bard! Unbelievable!"

"Calm down, Paimon. I'll make you some juice when we get to the tavern." Lumine diffused the situation with a hand to her ear, weary from having to listen to the two of them go back and forth with each other all day, Hiromi was sure.

He was grateful for her distraction though. He had nearly admitted to knowing all of them, which wouldn't look good with his lie about being an amnesiac. Not only that, it may have come off as creepy, too. Nevertheless, Venti seemed to already be suspicious of him.

I swear I'm not a Fatui spy or something, please don't kick me out on my own!

A bad feeling began to settle into Hiromi's gut. How the hell was he supposed to manage if Lumine decided she didn't want to deal with him? At least he kind of knew what to expect in Teyvat to an extent, he guessed. If it came down to the worst, he could just get a regular job and live out his life like normal.

Ugh. So uncool.

The thought of it made him sick. And they didn't even have wifi in-

Hiromi reached into his back pocket.

Nothing.

He reached into his pants pockets, then his jacket pockets one by one.

M-MY PHONE! I DON'T HAVE MY PHONE!!

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO MY DAILY COMMISSIONS?!?!