#purin writes :3

[6urin]

HIS MOM'S FAVOURITE! (≧◡≦)

Or in other words, Scaramouche resisting (and failing) the urge to fuck you while his mom is in the same house.

contains: f!afab!reader x bf!scara, pussyjob, blowjob, fingering, degradation, praise, bath sex, nipple play, cumshot, cigarette use, breeding

(* ^ ω ^) : minor writing smut !!

When you revealed your outfit to Scaramouche, like usual, he adored your sense of style. However, there was a little hiccup. "Baby, why'd you have to wear such a skimpy skirt tonight?" He pouts as he tugs at the hem, trying to lower it a bit more in hopes of covering some of your skin.

You give him a glance from over your shoulder and sigh, "It's your fault for telling me we were going to have dinner with your mom in twenty minutes. I was rushing and on top of that, I still had to do my makeup. Why don't you ever tell me these things beforehand?"

The two of you were waiting on the front porch, still recollecting yourselves as Scaramouche's mother took her time in getting the door.

Scaramouche merely narrows his eyes and smiles, "No need to get all whiny; you have plenty more dinners with her in the future to make up for tonight." At what was supposed to be a playful tease made you even more nervous. You smack him with your handbag, whisper-shouting, "Not funny!"

Finally, the door opened. Ei gasps with a smile and pinches Scaramouche's cheek, which results in him swatting her hand away. "It's so great to finally meet my son's girlfriend. I've heard a lot about you, (Name)."

You stifle a surprised noise when you feel Scaramouche's hand harshly groping at your ass. "Ah, it's nice to meet you too, Ms. Raiden," you coyly say, bowing your head. Ei exclaims, "Well, come in! The food will get cold." The second she disappears into the dining room, you give Scaramouche a reprimanding glare.

He simply gives you an innocent smile in return.

Scaramouche walks ahead of you, saying, "Mom, don't tell me you cooked..." Ei hushes his remark while setting out the plates and cutlery. You instantly rush over and offer to help out. Ei clasps her hands, muttering, "Oh, thank you, dear. If it's not too much trouble, could you get the glasses from the cupboard by the fridge?"

Already heading into the kitchen, you nod, "Of course!"

When you get there, you find your snarky boyfriend whistling to himself while leaning against the counter. Scaramouche pushes himself off of it and scoffs, "The way you act like a goody-two-shoes in front of my mom is insane. If only she knew how vulgar you are."

You roll your eyes and reach up to open the cupboard. While grabbing the glasses, it obviously didn't go unnoticed by you when Scaramouche's gaze lingered on your thighs. "As if your mind in the gutter is any better than mine," you say, walking up to him and pressing your chest against his.

Scaramouche's hands attempt to grab your waist but you pull away and laugh as you return to the dining room.

You thought wrong if the sexual tension were to get any better at the dinner table.

You tighten your smile a little more each time you feel his hands grabbing your thighs and playing with the plush skin. It wasn't long before you had to slap it away when he slipped his fingers in between your legs.

Ei places her fingertips together, asking, "Is the food good, dear? I tried to make it taste nice for my future daughter-in-law!" Her joke emits a not so hidden chuckle from Scaramouche and you glare at him. You play along and giggle, "Jokes aside, it does taste amazing, Ms-"

Ei tuts, "Please, call me mom. We can drop the honorifics as you seem to have proven yourself a nice and worthy girl of my son from his endless stories about you." You blush in pride from her comment.

"Ah, why don't you stay the night? It's getting dark out and I'm sure you and Scaramouche can stay in his old bedroom." Ei's suggestion catches you off guard. Scaramouche slyly adds, "Oh, yeah, why don't you, (Name)? I wouldn't want you to go home all alone at this time of day."

You nervously clear your throat and sigh through your nose. "Sure, I don't see why not."

The moment you and Scaramouche got off of Ei's radar, he initiated a heated makeout outside of his bedroom door. The guy must have waited for this all evening. You tightly grip onto his biceps, moaning into the kiss. He pulls away and starts sucking on your neck, making you gasp out.

"W-Wait, Kuni, we should go in your room first..." When you realized your words were doing no good to control the lust driven man, you opened the door to his room and dragged him inside anyways. You fell onto his bed when he got on top of you.

"God, you're such a fucking whore, y'know that? Acting all sweet in front of her, but she just doesn't understand how slutty you actually are." Scaramouche slides your panties down your legs, leaving your skirt on. He licks the damp spot in the fabric, causing you to whine from the lewd action.

You softly breathe out, "Please fuck me, Scara." Scaramouche tosses the undergarment aside and lowers his head to meet your cunt. He presses his calloused thumb against your clit. You throw your head back and moan, balling up the sheets in your fists.

"That food was fucking disgusting, right? Unlike you, I couldn't even eat a spoonful. I need something to get rid of my hunger, don't I?" Scaramouche licks up and down and between your folds, around your clit and finally, into your hole. You buck your hips forward and cry out, "Fuck, that's so good!"

Scaramouche's tongue repeatedly delves in and out, your walls spasming around the slippery pink muscle. He wraps his arms around your thighs to force them open since you keep on closing them from the intense pleasure. He lets out heavy pants and removes his tongue before wrapping his lips around your clit.

Two of his fingers fill the empty space inside of your needy pussy while you arch your back and let out the most lewdest noises. You instantly tense up when you hear knocking at the door.

"(Name), dear, can I come in? I brought you a towel and some old clothes of my son's so you can take a shower."

In a frenzy, you try getting Scaramouche to let you go, however his grip on you was way too strong. You stammer out, "I-I'm a bit occupied right now, can you just-" You stop to suppress a moan when your orgasm finally reaches you. You bite down on your lip, thighs shaking as Scaramouche licks up the remains of your cum.

"Can you just leave it in the bathroom, please?"

Ei curiously raises a brow but hums, "Alright. Do tell me if you have any trouble finding the bathroom itself, or you can just ask Scaramouche. Where did that boy go?..." The sound of her footsteps fade away and you sigh.

You sit up, knitting your brows together with a frown on your lips. "We could have gotten caught; just imagine if she didn't knock." You get off of the bed, on your way to the bathroom when suddenly, his arms wrap around your waist from behind you. "Hey now, it's not fair if you're the only one who gets fun, huh?"

You give him an eyeroll. "I'll deal with you later, just let me take a shower first. You made such a mess in between my legs." You turn around and kiss him, tasting your climax on his tongue. Scaramouche holds the side of your head and you grind your bare cunt against the rough material of his jeans when he highers his knee.

"C'mon, I'll shower with you." The idea he proposes makes your cunt clench. You huff, "Fine."

You suck on the head of his cock, tucking a few strands of your hair behind your ear while watching him with half-lidded eyes. Scaramouche grunts, "Don't be such a tease, f-fuck..." His voice trails off and the hot bath water the two of you are in doesn't help his condition.

The salty taste of pre-cum flooded your mouth as you figured from all of the teasing before this.

You close your eyes and finally take his entire length into your mouth, not without a few gagging noises. Scaramouche mutters, "That's it, you little slut. Take it all." His lips hung agape as he released soft groans, his hand clutching the side of the tub while his other hand nestled within your hair.

You let out muffled noises, bobbing your head up and down and running your tongue against every single vein of his cock. Your hands encase around his shaft for stability as you increase the pace. Scaramouche seethes through his clenched teeth, "Your throat is so tight, God, I'm gonna-"

He couldn't even finish his sentence, coming inside of your mouth with a long moan followed by profanities. You slowly pull yourself off of him and the rest of his semen splatters against your tits, now drenched with both water and thick, white substances.

You swallow his load and open your mouth with your tongue lolled out. Scaramouche pushes the back of your head to lean against him, pulling you into a kiss. You rub your pussy onto his toned thighs, whimpering and mewling against his lips. His hand grabs at one of your boobs, playing with the nipple and pinching it.

The water in the bath swishes with the movements and you feel his fingers prod at your entrance. He sinks three digits inside of you and you start gasping. "O-Oh, Scara... mmh, you're so needy tonight, ngh~" You start jerking off his cock that got hard again, easily slipping your hand up and down with the help of the water.

When you cum on his hand from him rapidly pumping his fingers inside you, you tightly squeeze his dick, letting him release his sperm onto the soft skin of your stomach. "You better be ready for tonight, I'm going to fuck you full... going to fuck your cute cunt and watch you squirt, yeah?"

"Then you better not disappoint."

But it's Scaramouche you're talking about. He never disappoints you in bed, ever.

He knew that you knew what you were in for, entering his room only wearing his shirt and your panties. Your tits poke through the flimsy fabric, the rest of your skin on display for him to see. "Well, aren't you going to fuck me instead of smoking those cigs all night?"

You join him on the bed and Scaramouche removes the blunt. He holds your chin and presses his lips against yours, letting the toxic air trap itself into your mouth. Scaramouche chuckles, "And you said I was needy." He places himself on top of you and you meekly spread your legs for him.

He tucks his bottom lip beneath his teeth and pulls down your panties, your strings of fluid sticking to the fabric. Scaramouche gulps, wanting to eat you out again but his cock needed you more. It's easy to plunge inside of you with one thrust and how wet you are for him.

You moan out as he starts rutting into you at a fast pace. Scaramouche groans, tightly holding your hips for leverage and fucking his cock in and out of you. You wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into his shoulder.

You gasp and whine by his ear, emitting a moan from him. "Jus' love it when you make those adorable sounds, baby. F-Fuck, you like that?" Scaramouche chuckles when he feels you tighten around him. You nod, "U-Uh-huh, mngh! G-God, honey, more, please,"

Scaramouche mutters under his breath, "As you wish." He slides his cock in and out of you, making sure to leave you writhing and squirming in his hold. Your pussy releases the most vulgar noises, squelching and tightening each time his dick fucks into your womb.

The head repeatedly smashes into your cervix, causing tears of both pain and pleasure to spring to your eyes. "Oh, don't stop, Kuni! I'm so close!" You arch your back and push your clothed tits onto his bare chest, making sure to grind up against him. Scaramouche hisses in pleasure, feeling your hard nipples atop his.

You dig your nails into his back, your breaths and moans getting louder and faster. You squeal, "Oh, my God! Fuck, fuck, Kuni!" Scaramouche seals your cute noises with a messy kiss, drool seeping from his mouth and yours.

The slapping of his balls against your clit gets faster before he finally cums inside of you. You orgasm at the same time, letting out shaky sighs and mewls. Scaramouche moans, "Mmh, baby," He lays you onto the bed and continues to kiss you, all the while keeping his cock snug inside of your walls.

His cum pours from your cunt as he pulls out, but he's quick to scoop it up and finger it back inside you. You, who's still sensitive from the intense climax, clutch onto his wrist, whimpering, "K-Kuni, don't-" You're cut off with your own moan, his fingers curling inside of you.

"Gotta keep it in there, sweetheart. My mom's always telling me how her grandkids would look beautiful when you end up being my wife," Scaramouche playfully bites on your lower lip and you huff. "When? It's a promise now and you better keep it," you say, burying your hand in his hair.

Scaramouche chuckles and slides his hand up your shirt to fondle your breast while his other hand continues to pump his fingers in your soaked pussy. You quietly whine, resting your head on the pillows. He lays next to you while touching your body up, his gaze admiring your lewd expressions.

You gradually fall asleep to him fucking the energy out of you with his fingers still inside of your sopping cunt. When he notices you're unconscious, Scaramouche removes his hand from your chest and pulls up your shirt. He peppers kisses all over your plush skin before wrapping his mouth around one of your nipples.

He bites and sucks on the bud and finally takes his fingers out of you to fidget with your other nipple. You rub your thighs together in your sleep, gasping and putting one of your hands in his hair. You tightly grip a fistful of his cerulean locks, awakening from your short slumber.

With sleepy looking eyes, you release a soft moan. Scaramouche looks at you and his gaze is absolutely glazed over with a new-found lust. He releases his lips from your nipple with a string of saliva and licks on the areola around the mound. "Ready for the next round?"

Suddenly, Ei's voice calls from the room next to his.

"Scaramouche, I didn't raise you to be a horndog! Go take out the garbage!"

[jammingjaem]

dream store

12. can you listen please?

PAIRING | lee haechan x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS | rising up in the music industry as a young songwriter and producer, you wouldn’t think that you’d get hired by sm entertainment and write a song for your favorite group. although there was one downfall: you don’t think making music makes you happy anymore. but the endearing and charismatic lee haechan has swept you off of your feet. and here you’re asking yourself— what are you waiting for in life?

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[altairtalisman]

Resident Lover Playthrough Thumbnails + Random Shit

To end the year, here are the full thumbnails of my playthroughs for all the routes in @resident-lover's Resident Lover dating sim

The flowers featured in Donna's thumbnail are supposed to be heliotropes while the conversation between the MC and tacky pink ass bitch Ioana in Alcina's thumbnail is based on Caravaggio's Judith Beheading Holofernes

Random shit is underneath the cut

1. Shiny Eyes, Shiny Head

Years ago when I was trying to learn German on Duolingo, it taught me how to flirt in German by likening the eyes to the stars. As romantic as it was, I completely forgotten how it went so I had to use Google Translate

2. Pom Pom Pudding

I've said it before in Cassandra's route and I'll say it again, Pom Pom Purin looks delicious and I would totally love to take a bite out of a Pomzilla-

3. A Streetcar Named Desire

Speaking of Cassandra's route... I'm like, so invested into finding out who owned the bra left behind in the costume department-

Since Cassandra's parts are all named after plays, I decided to reference A Streetcar Named Desire because themes and plot aside, the title itself does kind of fit...

Anyways, I'm not good with writing nor do I have any analytical skills when it comes to figuring how each character will react, hence it's not as good as the writing in the dating sim itself and the characters are pretty OOC

I also need to stress that the background is taken directly from the game, and that the music is the instrumental version of The Pawnbroker's Daughter by John Woodward

[viceversasramy]

hey everyone:D

I'm Vexxievice well I think it seems cute (srry if my other nickname dosen't match my tumblr name:,T)

also sorry abt my own handwriting

If you guys are interested to ask or anything don't overthink it I'm an open person:D

doodles heh;3 more infomation or whatsover Shows I watch - Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun - Demon Slayer - Cuphead show - Jujutsu Kaisen - Villainous - Total Drama ( only when I'm bored) - The Amazing Digital Circus - Murder Drones - Helluva boss - Hazbin Hotel Stories I write -Benefits HOBBIES - Drawing - Sleeping - Making friends - Sit around play my video games or smh idk

besties in tumblr:D -boiling-potato -screwzara -the-arcade-doctor -nia1sworld -ratt4life -xxcrisscrossapplesaucexx -axocatl-yana -kirby-purin -@synth3gh0ul Activities collaboration (not atm) Art/request (open) asking(always open :D) games I play -Genshin Impact (available at weekends smtimes at weekdays) -Tower of Fantasy (mostly offline) -Fall Guys(not always online) -Idle heroes(sometimes)

well I hope everyone like you enjoy in my page:D

[d3vilcvntz]

hii, so this might seem a lot but where are all of the pictures you use? Whats the sauce? Where do u find these pls 😭🙏

Might be a lot but how abt the "ftm sub character x top amab reader" and "afab leon kennedy × top male reader" one?

Love ur writing btw, it tickles my brain right.

thankss <333

hii anonn

they're from

Taisetsu na Hito to Kagami no Naka de Saikai Ecchi Suru Hanashi by Bin Toro Purin

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Tonari no Mitsuru-san Kono Apartment niha Do-Mesutic na Oni-san ga Sunde iru (can read on renta)

and thank you sm for the compliments <3 !

[postalninja]

Hi Ninja! For the truth & dare ask game :)

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

🧃Oh boy, personal lore! My first thought is that my childhood home is an unusual shape - it's round! Like a squat cylinder with a conical roof. This is my go-to answer whenever people ask me for a random interesting fact about myself.

❄️ I honestly don't know how to answer this one. I feel like any defined and specific fic idea I come up with that I get excited about is something that I intend to eventually write myself? But I guess my dream, in a more general sense, would just be for someone (anyone!) to write an epic love story longfic about H'aanit and Olberic. I know I've done it! But I'd love to be able to also read one that I didn't write!! XD 🎨Well, that's easy, because I commissioned it! XD This amazing art by @mrpuripurin is all that I could have hoped for and more! I could never find any H'aanberic art in the wild, and I resorted to drawing some myself, but commissioning an artist of purin's skill and talent to make custom art of my OTP just put me into a whole other level of excitement and flailing glee! <3

[altairs-little-world]

May I request a poly scenario with Mika and Leo in an arcade date with a reader with social anxiety ?

Thinking first at Leo trying to show off by getting a plushie for Mika and the reader, failing then Mika manages to win for all 3 of them instead

Mika x Leo x Socially Anxious!Reader - Arcade Date

Characters: Mika Kagehira, Leo Tsukinaga 

Genres: Fluff

Smaller “tags”: Polyamory relationship, GN!reader, Socially Anxious!reader, Arcade date, Claw machines, Purin Plushie, lots of little bracket thoughts this time wow, Leo is bad at claw machines

TW: None

Word Count: 1513

A/N: Leo… Silly orange (affectionate & derogatory). Mika… Silly little silly. Fanged babies, they are! This became so long for some reason I think I need help learning how to write shorter scenarios- Purin plushie bc there’s Sanrio happening in ENGstars rn (Mayoi I beg you please come home already)! I’m not sure how one experiences social anxiety, sorry for any inaccuracies! orz

ALSO! 107 FOLLOWERS!! Why are there so many of you- Uhuhu, hello there? Glad that y’all chose to stick around for my works, even though I update so slowly… /head in hands/ I’ll figure out a celebration event (maybe? I’ve seen a lot of them around) when I’m done with my requests (which might take a looong while oh dear). Thanks again for accompanying me on this journey through enstarblr!

MIKA KAGEHIRA, LEO TSUKINAGA ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Somehow, your boyfriends had managed to bring you out to this loud, bright, and near overwhelming arcade, located along Saison Avenue. It did take a lot of convincing and reassurance from the two (coincidentally) fanged males to take you out on a date together - they had been busy recently, and you missed them as much as they missed you, making you more accepting of whatever plans they had as long as it meant spending time together. 

Currently, you and Mika were watching Leo try his luck at the claw machine, proclaiming that he’d surely win that Purin plush for you two. It was bigger than the surrounding prizes, being the most valuable prize in the machine, which was why the boy had been so quick to spot it and run over, leaving the other to usher you over, doing his best to hide you from potential stares from everyone else. (Or at least, you were trying your best to hide behind his figure.)

The ginger wasn’t having much luck though. This was, what, his 14th try? And he hadn’t come close to winning the prize. 

“Ya think he needs help?” Mika whispers to you, his voice a soothing tune amidst the din of the arcade, shoulder touching yours when he shifts closer. Your pinkies were linked, a small act of comfort to keep you calm in this place. Thank goodness most of the people seemed to have their eyes glued to whatever game they were playing; if not, they were watching on as others played, just as you and Mika were doing.

“I think… Yes?” 

Leo growls under his breath just as you reply, face nearly pressing against the glass of the machine as if he could will the toy to stay in the grip of the claw with the sheer force of his green-eyed glare. 

Yet, again, the heavy toy fell out of the claw’s grip before it could barely be lifted.

“I don’t believe it! This is rigged- Rigged, I say!” 

“Move ah’side, let me try.” Mika sighs and nudges the yowling male away, making sure to pass your hand into his hold before bending down to pop in more tokens. Leo huffs again in defeat and takes your hand, moving behind you to rest his chin on your shoulder and wrap his arms loosely around your waist as he sulks, thumb absentmindedly stroking your hand.

The colourful lights of the machine were reflected in the gleam of your other boyfriend’s mismatched pupils when he looks up, gaze flickering from the claw to the adorable soft toy as he fiddles with the lever. You had to admit, your heart skipped a beat for a moment there. It was rare to see the usually smiley Mika look so focused and sharp offstage, and for a game, no less. 

Bang!! 

The sudden sound of Mika slamming the machine’s button makes you and Leo flinch, a small “Eep!” escaping your mouth. Leo’s arms tighten around you as he grips your hand momentarily, similarly shocked by the noise. Three pairs of eyes were fixed on the descending claw, all three of you holding your breaths in anticipation. 

Thin metal fingers closed in on the toy, wrapping snugly around it - but you never know, it could just be a facade, a devious ploy by the machine to play at your heartstrings - then slowly but surely lifted the Purin plush up. 

Don’t fall, don’t fall, don’t fall. You could practically hear Leo silently chanting beside your ear, his words following the shared rhythm of your quickening heartbeats. The claw edged ever so closer to the prize hole, taking just about an eternity to move that short distance. Just a little more…! 

“You did it-!” Several heads turned, startled by the cries and cheers that surrounded your little trio as Mika raised the plush above his head, a near-perfect imitation of that scene in Lion King. Oh. The initial excitement fading away, you shrunk back into Leo with a nervous smile and your head hanging low, uncomfortable with how many gazes were on you and your boyfriends. Tens? Hundreds? Thousands, even? Far too many, that was all you knew. What were the thoughts behind those stares? Did they think your group was being too rowdy? Did you look stupid like this, getting overexcited over something so small? 

Mika hastily steps towards you, his lovely visage and the pale yellow toy filling your vision. Leo stops hanging himself off your back, standing tall (as tall as he could, he wasn’t very tall) behind you. Between the two of them, it felt like you’d been brought into a smaller, more intimate world, without the prying dangers of whatever lay outside this bubble of relative peace. Only they could see you, and that was all you ever wanted. 

The younger male takes your other hand in his, wrapping it around the side of the plush and squeezing it lightly. “Here ya go. See, it’s ours now.” 

Even with your eyes currently having a staredown with the dotted eyes of the toy, you could hear the reassuring smile in his voice, slowing the race in your mind. 

Meanwhile, the older had intertwined your fingers in his, albeit in a slightly awkward way, palm resting on his as his thumb ran over your pinky. “Aww, I wanted to be the one to get it for you two!” Leo grumbles lightheartedly, his carefree tone contrasting with his soothing action - but it calmed you all the same, their ensuing conversation drowning out the noises of the outside world. 

“–ome?” 

You blink at the previously bantering boys, seeing their attention on you. “...Eh- Um?” Having sort of blanked out for the last minute or so, you had not caught a single coherent word from them, only fragments.

“Do ya wanna go home?” Mika, thankfully, asks again, sparing you the embarrassment of admitting that you hadn’t been listening. “

“I don’t mind. There’s nowhere for my genius inspirations to flow out here without getting in trouble - not that I care, or glasses would’ve been able to stop me when I was in school, ahaha!” 

“Ya gotta stop drawing all ova’ the apartment too! Poor us gotta keep cleaning up afta’ you every time!” 

“...Yes.” 

The bickering stops, almost abruptly, Leo’s half-open mouth just about to throw back a retort before you spoke. 

“Yes ta’… Going home?” 

“Mmm.” To both, really, but you didn’t have it in yourself to say more if it’d only spark another debate that would keep you in this cramped shop longer.

“Let’s get out of here then! Haha, time to show off my driving skills again!” Leo gloats, being the only one with a driver’s license between you three. He juggles your hand into his other hand so you two would be able to walk normally while still linked by your hands, leading the way out of the all-too-crowded arcade.

Mika shakes his head, passing the plush into your hands when he sees that you weren’t letting go of it anytime soon. You delightedly wrap your arm around it, bringing it to your chest, and the raven-haired male resigns to follow by your side without any way to hold you. “It’s the one thing ya’re good at, other than makin’ huge messes, at least.”

“Huh? What messes? Those are works of art! An artist like yourself should be able to recognize such fine pieces when you see one!” 

“Drawing on the walls is still a big no, though.” Feeling bolder now that you had all stepped out into the emptier streets, you untangle your hand from its place in Leo’s hand to tug at the troublemaker’s cheek, reprimanding him. Mika lets out a sound of affirmation next to you, agreeing with your words. 

“Gyahh! Fine, fine! Stop that!” He wails in your hold, pulling your fingers off his face and making sure to hold it tightly so you wouldn’t attempt that again. The usually proud male looked comically pitiful at that moment, eliciting a suppressed laugh from you. 

Both males so obviously perk up at your sound, faces lighting up with relief and joy under the dim streetlights, as if you were their sun. That was relatively close to the truth, yet oh so far from it. 

If one had to describe it, it was more like three fireflies circling one another- each emitting light that they themselves couldn’t see, each attracted to the light of another. There was no designated giver or receiver of that light, just as how there wasn’t one of you three singled out to care for or to be coddled by the other two all the time. Sure, your throuple occasionally took turns doing this, but more often than not, the affection was simply shared between the three of you. A perfect little world of love, it was. 

(That didn’t mean you disliked how they especially made sure you felt safe outside, though!)

“No helping out next time, Mika! I want to get one myself!” 

“Ya just try not ta’ break the machine outta’ frustration while ya’re at it.” 

[sirhyst]

Fukuzawa dad headcanons 1/? (Ft. Ranpo and Kyoka a little)

Reader is whatever you identify as 👍 I won’t be using specific pronouns

Warning this is really long.

Note: I’m writing these cause I want him to adopt me; these are also in no specific order, I just got to excited about writing dad headcanons about him. Also as mentioned in an older post I often call Ranpo Purin.

Let’s get into it

- Purin probably would not like you at first let’s be honest. I don’t know what would win him over but let’s just say at first you were probably seen as a threat but I think eventually he would like you.

- The fear in Fukuzawa-san’s eyes though when you an Ranpo decide to gang up on him and speed run trying to give him a stroke by acting like little gremlins

- In my culture, and I know it’s the same for a lot of cultures, you typically call someone that is a lot older than you auntie/aunt or uncle so if you ever call him uncle he’ll be like “🥹”

- That being said, even though Fukuzawa-san has a stoic personality, I think the first time you call him Dad, he’ll collapse

- That scene in BSD Wan where he switched bodies with the cat and he’s crying is definitely his reaction

You: my fucking dad is here 🥳

Him:

- That being said if you never call him dad, he might be a little sad but understands that it’s entirely your decision if you’re comfortable enough to

- I have 3c/4a hair, so if you have those hair types or and type 3/4 hair type, he would definitely take the time to learn how to take care of your hair (likewise if you don’t have those hair types he’ll still help you look after your hair)

- If you have a very rough day or just really going through it, he’ll probably let you sit in his office and brush your hair to calm you down

- If you need to just cry he’s good at just sitting there and letting you let your feelings out

- I don’t see him as the “hey hungry I’m dad/dad jokes” type of dad but there are probably days where he’s a bit more playful

You: Can you pass me the flour?

Him: *passes an actual flower*

You, probably: 😀🔪

- If you jokingly refer to him as old man, he won’t get mad but he’s definitely gonna give you the “😠” look

- He’s not a big hugger but if you really need it he’ll give one. But, if you don’t like hugs or being touched he’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with

- If you are in school and get a bad grade, he’s not going to yell at you or be disappointed. You tried (or maybe you didn’t but there will be other tests/assignments, maybe that day just wasn’t your day)

- Will probably let you steal his hoari

- I 100% picture Purin kicking down his door and just start talking about whatever interests him so if you ever want to rant about your current obsession, go for it—he’s just glad you’re comfortable enough to make such bold moves around him

- I know everyone jokes about all of Fukuzawa-sans kids being queer but I genuinely think if you were to come out to him he’d be like “👴👍”

- It may seem like I’m just writing the safe option but considering how chill his I don’t think he’d have a problem

- Will 100% have little family lunch dates with you, purin, yosano and Kyoka

- Definitely has one on one lunch dates

- This is more about Kyoka but one day she randomly call you her brother/sister/sibling/etc and it’s like 🥹✊

Back to Fukuzawa-san

- If you need something to fidget with, he lets you fiddle with his haori or his hand

- If you’re both terrible cooks than you guys will try the food while trying to trick yourselves into thinking it tastes good

- Personally, I think Fukuzawa-san is a good cook (I have no proof but read it and weep) so again, if you’re feeling sad he will put something together for you

- If you’re dating someone from an opposing company he’s probably like “why 😀 out of all the options”

- Reaction to you saying the most out-of-pocket shit: maybe a blank stare of the slow head turn. but remember he’s been dealing with the ADA members for awhile so there is probably nothing you can say that will truly earn you the shocked look.

- same thing if you just randomly say things. I don’t know if anyone else does this but just speaking into the wind and maybe getting an answer but it’s so random that people look at you like “😃”

You: this acnh character is definitely a government spy

Him:

- Overall, he may seem intimidating at first, but i don’t know he just naturally gives of good dad energy so 👍

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I’m going to write more specific ones these are just random ones that I came up with because please adopt me sir.

[wri0thesley]

your honor i was so afraid. save for your beautiful little "❤️ let’s be bad ❤️" i thought u were gone forever and was so upset. who would i go to for Well-Done and Correct mahito and darling writings? who would i search for when i desired sweet chubby handmaiden reader being lusted after by the harbingers?? i love you and your mind btw and i think you are very cool and i’m glad you’re still here <3 and pleaseknow that i will be here for the new era whatever it may bring (although i will miss the yellow because i think of you whenever i see pompompurrin)

I AM HAVING TROUBLE LETTING GO OF THE PURIN BRANDING.... none of you ever forget that i love pompompurin so so much. or i'll cry!!!

but fbgkjnnbg yes i am still here! they will have to pry my cold dead body off of tumblr, unfortunately. i've been here for . . . fifteen years? that's more than half of my life now . . .

[moriartyluver]

hi, i just wanna say words cannot describe how much i enjoy reading false lovers liam is such a cutie patooie 😩 😩 💕 n the way you write is just soooo *muah* i love it so much! <3

Oh my god.

THE Purin, author of best girl LIKED MY WORK????

I’m am beyond flattered like fr 🤭

I’ll finish writing false lovers I swear 🙏🏼 there’s only like 15 chapters not including specials left

I need to finish the Jack the Ripper arc so bad 😭 this motivated me tho so who knows, maybe when I’m done with my philosophy homework, I’ll write a little more 👀

[pompomwrites]

Hello!

You can call me Pompompurin(Pompom or Purin for short!)

It/They and 18

Welcome to my X Reader writing blog <3

FANDOMS . . . Undertale + AUs / Deltarune / Undertale: Yellow / TS!Underswap Smiling Friends FNAF 1+ CreepyPasta Bugsnax

WILL DO . . . -Headcanons -Suggestive/NSFW -Hurt/Comfort

WON'T DO . . . -Gendered Reader -Fics -Heavy Kinks -Gore/Hurt-no-comfort -Self Harm -Incest, Underage/Pedophilia

DNI; standard dni criteria, proshippers, maps/pears, DSMP/Harry Potter/AOT/Hetalia fans

[6urin]

HIGH SCHOOL CRUSH! (≧◡≦)

Or in other words, reuniting with your first high school crush, Scaramouche, and ending up in his bed.

contains: f!afab!reader x scara, pussyjob, blowjob, fingering, praise, drunk sex, creampie

(* ^ ω ^) : minor writing smut !!

Scaramouche is commonly known as a nobody in college. People rarely acknowledge his presence because of his, "quick to be pissed off" personality. This has caused many to stay out of his way, except for Childe. He's your average jock, always throwing the hugest parties and pulling the finest women on campus.

These two are quite the polar opposites and because of it, the kind-hearted ginger is always trying to introduce Scaramouche to new opportunities.

"You know, you're super hot, Scara. I'm sure if you tried, all of the girls would be head over heels for you." Childe's words are slightly incoherent at some parts as he brushes his teeth, shamelessly standing in Scaramouche's room, dripping wet with nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips.

Scaramouche doesn't look up from his phone from where he's sitting on his bed and mumbles, "I'm not a people pleaser like you, Childe." Childe frowns and states, "We could be the campus' power duo if you flaunted your ego more." He sighs before walking back to the washroom to spit in the sink and rinse out his mouth.

At that, Scaramouche fixes his back's posture from the slouching position. "What the hell is he on about," he thinks to himself, furrowing his brows together. It's true, that he has a big ego. But isn't that the reason why no one approaches him?

"It's because you're showing it off it in the wrong way," Childe says, as if reading his roommate's mind. This time, he enters the room with a white t-shirt and whale designed pajama shorts, ruffling a towel in his wet, orange hair while remaining eye contact.

Scaramouche scoffs and leans back into his bed, "And you're suddenly capable of giving me advice, why?" Childe waves it off with an eyeroll, "I'm just saying. You know, your ego is in the wrong place. It shouldn't be in your status, but rather your looks. Like I said, you're flaming hot!"

The cerulean haired male grimaces, "Your word choice is a little problematic, Childe." He removes one earphone from his ear in order to have a proper conversation.

Childe grins, "You need to take more pride in your appearance. You have a tongue piercing and multiple ear piercings; Do you know how many girls would die for a man like that?" He sits on the bed with Scaramouche, bouncing the mattress. "I'm hosting another party here tonight," Childe says, nudging at Scaramouche's arm.

"Aaand, instead of being locked up in your room, I'll try and hook you up with some girls." At his sudden offer, Scaramouche groans. "No. I'm not going to go through all of this just to boost my ego. I already have enough of my confidence as it is-"

Childe disrupts his sentence with a wail, "I'll even help you choose clothes! Just please, please, please?" He clasps his hands together and juts out his bottom lip. Scaramouche narrows his eyes in frustration. He scowls, "Fine! But if it gets boring, I'm going back to my room."

That's what led Scaramouche here, awkwardly standing while occupying himself with sipping on a red plastic cup filled to the brim with beer. Don't take this wrong, Childe did try, but he didn't try hard enough, since the second a pretty girl caught his eye, he immediately left Scaramouche to fend for himself in the middle of this ear-deafening party.

He swore, he could go blind from how bright and colorful the flashing lights were. Scaramouche just itched to go to his room, but he wanted to wait a little bit longer on Childe to return. His friend's return never happened. And so, losing a purpose to stay here any longer, he turns on his heel, bound to go back to his room.

However, someone by the entrance of the bedroom manages to get his attention. If it wasn't the one and only (Name). You're known as the campus princess with your charm and that damn fine appearance. God, who knows how many guys have managed to get in bed with you?

Scaramouche would be a little embarrassed to admit that yes, he has a crush on you. The only difference is, he's known you since high school, so it's not as weird as the other guys have it. The two of you were partnered up for the three legged race and even though you guys lost, you admitted that you had fun with him.

After that, you and him became fairly close, but just sort of drifted away when transitioning into college.

Ah, maybe this is his chance! He can finally make Childe proud with this...

"Hey, (Name). I didn't expect to see you here." Scaramouche rubs his neck, seemingly a little bit flustered. Where's that ego of his now? You look at him in surprise and smile, "Hi, Scara. We haven't been able to talk much, huh?" You glance down at your own cup of beer, moving it in a circular motion to watch the liquid swish.

Scaramouche fumbles with his words, "Right, um, how are you finding college?" He gives you a profound gaze. He realizes that you find it hard to keep eye contact, for some reason. "It's okay! Surely a lot more different from high school," you say, laughing.

Scaramouche doesn't mean to look, but it's hard to focus on your words when that shirt hugs your curves so perfectly and that skirt exposes so much of your thighs.

"Have you... gotten a girlfriend?"

Your inquiry catches him off guard. Scaramouche pauses before chuckling, "Ah, no. I've been more occupied with my studies rather than my love life," He deadpans at the sight of Childe making out with a random girl on the couch. "Unlike some people." The last part of his sentence makes you giggle, "I can see Childe's still the same."

Scaramouche hesitates before asking, "What about you? You got a boyfriend? With how much the campus talks about you-" You shake your head, "Mm-mm. No boyfriend." You tuck a few loose strands of hair behind your ear and sheepishly say, "I don't like any of them, 'cept for one."

Scaramouche's interest is suddenly piqued. "Is that so? Who is he?" He knows it's a little brazen of him to ask like that, but the curiosity was gnawing away at him.

You take a sip from your cup and shrug, "Someone. I don't know if he likes me, so he's better off as a secret just in case I end up changing my mind." Scaramouche clicks his tongue inside his mouth. You're so obvious to him, it's adorable, really.

This is the most appropriate time to put that ego of his to use. He knows it's a big step and a rather huge assumption but at this point, he's confident about it.

"It's me, isn't it?" He does nothing but chuckle at your reddening complexion. Scaramouche tilts your chin upwards and smiles. "Drink the rest of that and you'll be fine with me." He nods his head towards the cup in your hold and your hands go clammy.

You do as he says and he does the same with his own drink. Scaramouche tosses the cups aside and pulls you into his bedroom.

You feel all of your senses overwhelm you the second he closes the door and has you against the wall, one of his arms securing your waist and his other hand holding your neck. He kisses you, slowly and passionately. You feel his teeth bite down into your bottom lip, emitting a soft gasp from you.

The more you two get into the kiss, the more you feel comfortable with finally putting your arms around his neck, grinding yourself against his body.

His room smells entirely of him and his scent is absolutely intoxicating. You still remember touching yourself back in your bedroom during your high school phase, thinking of Scaramouche's lithe fingers stretching you out instead of your own.

"Mmh, hah-" Your tongue barely manages to keep up with his, Scaramouche dominating the situation with how amazing his ability to kiss was. His tongue piercing constantly pokes at your tongue and you shiver at the feeling.

"You're so..." Scaramouche's breathy voice trails off as he flips up your skirt, pressing two fingertips against your clothed clit. You whimper from the action and the fabric dampens even more than before. Scaramouche slyly looks at you and removes his fingers. You dryly gulp in anticipation as he places you on his bed.

"So pretty," he breathes out, lips hovering over yours. You're thirsting for another kiss, but he simply hushes you and puts his fingers inside of your mouth. You diligently suck on them, eyes half-lidded and pupils heart shaped. Scaramouche mutters, "Just imagine if all of the guys you rejected could see you whoring yourself out for a simple no one..."

With his digits now covered in the slick of your mouth, he pulls your panties aside and thrusts three inside. During that whole moment, he never looked away from you. You loudly moan, the music and the chatter from outside surely drowning out your lewd noises. Scaramouche licks his lips and goes faster, your cunt clamping down on his fingers.

He lowly laughs, "Good girl, aren't you? Yeah, I'm sure you are." Your view goes hazy as you pant, "S-Scara...!" He curls his fingers, causing you to reach your high more earlier than expected of both you and him. Your white substances cover his hand and he sucks and licks at it, making sure to finish every single drop.

The next thing you know, you're getting pounded from the back with his cock driving into your dripping wet pussy. Your head rests on the pillow, drool wettening the case as you let out mewls and whines. "You're s-so big, Scara! Mngh, mmh!" Your manicured nails dig into the sheets, pussy tightening as Scaramouche moans.

"Yeah, baby doll? Gotta fuck you 'til the break of day." He rubs your clit at a fast pace, drawing you nearer to your high. "Ahn! Scara, mm, I'm gonna' cum!" You whimper out, "Fuck! Mmh!" With one more harsh thrust, the blunt head of his cock plunging straight onto your cervix, you splatter cum all over his pelvis.

Scaramouche's mouth falls agape at the sight of you squirting and he instantly shoots thick, white ropes of seed into your womb. He gives a few shallow thrusts before starting up his previous pace once more. Sounds of soft slapping fills the room along with your heavenly moans and squeals.

At some point, he orders you to turn on your back. You obey and his cock stiffens at your appearance. Your gorgeous lipstick now smudged, clothes all crumpled, tears peeking at your eyes and your cunt...

He watches his sperm leak and pump out of your glistening folds, tucking his bottom lip beneath his teeth at the sinful sight. You rub your thighs together and murmur, "Scara, this is so embarrassing..." Scaramouche gets on top of you and places an open mouthed kiss on your lips, which you reciprocate.

"Embarrassing? No, baby, you're so pretty," he sighs, readying his tip at your leaking hole once more. Sinking inside you, he starts plummeting more vigorously than before, as he gets more turned on when seeing your expressions. You attempt to cover your mouth with the back of your hand to lessen your humiliation, but he manages to put it aside and lean down to kiss your neck.

You re-adjust your legs around his waist, whining as he bites at the sensitive skin of your collarbone, placing numerous hickeys and love bites. It adds to the vulgar pleasure and you realize, you would've never imagined getting fucked raw by your high school crush.

The slippery walls of your cunt start to spasm and you arch your back, crying out, "Scara! Oh, m-hah!" Scaramouche moans and murmurs profanities when your cunt clenches so tight, making him meet his own climax. He pulls out his cock, watching his cum overflow from your pussy.

Scaramouche cups the side of your face and slots his lips into yours. Your cheeks go into a tinted pink when you carefully let your fingers run through his hair. Strands of cerulean frame his pretty face and you feel as though you just got creampied by the most attractive and kindest guy on campus.

And he ends up staying true to his promise, fucking you until daybreak.

You buck your hips forward as he sloppily eats out your cunt. His nose continues to bump onto your clit and you furrow your eyebrows, moaning. His tongue is simply a work of art, the pink muscle entirely inside of you, making you feel the most amazing pleasures ever.

You say multiple praises to him mixed with your own whimpers of his name, your hands messing up his hair with how much you've been holding onto it. It's around twelve in the morning, but the party hasn't settled down at all. You're surprised no one has left yet at this time, though it's expected since exam season ended.

His head is beneath your skirt, though he could care less. All he knows is that he's eating out his first love and each sound that left your throat is simply music to his ears. Scaramouche sucks and licks through your folds, desperately moaning for more than just one taste.

He didn't want this night to end.

The following morning, Childe is completely disoriented and hungover. The only thing that brought him back to his senses was the scene of a girl sucking on his roommate's cock.

"A-Ah... that's it, (Name)..."

The ginger swore he was hearing things. Childe blinks a few times and rubs his eyes before slapping himself in the face. He sits up from the couch and yawns. "Shit, my head. Scaramouche!" He shouts out once more, "Scara, can you make me some of your hangover soup!?"

Noticing the door to Scaramouche's room is slightly open, he pushes it without hesitating. It's just another average Sunday, right?

Childe's eyes widen as he tries taking everything in altogether. There, kneeling on the floor in between his roommate's legs as Scaramouche is sitting on his bed with a hand gripping your hair, is none other than you, of course.

You whine around his dick and lower your head to welcome more of his length into your throat, the vibrations emitting a groan from Scaramouche. Scaramouche's lips are agape as he mutters, "Good girl, good girl... fuck..."

Childe carefully backs away and closes the door after himself. Apparently, Scaramouche wasn't the only one who had a good time at the party.

[jammingjaem]

dream store

1. pleek don’t hire me!

PAIRING | lee haechan x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS | rising up in the music industry as a young songwriter and producer, you wouldn't think that you'd get hired by sm entertainment and write a song for your favorite group. although there was one downfall: you don't think making music makes you happy anymore. but the endearing and charismatic lee haechan has swept you off of your feet. and here you're asking yourself— what are you waiting for in life?

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AUTHOR'S NOTE | aaaand the first chapter is out :3 please don’t look at the actual time stamps they’re irrelevant unless i say so 😭😭

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[saotoru]

eee tysm for the love on my lil leon drabble!! <3 I’m glad it reached a fellow sanrio girlie :)

oh no thank you for writing that !! i felt like it was made for me bc im sososo obsessed w sanrio (specifically purin) and leon </33

[partyinthemysterymachine]

decided to reroll in let's go eevee and play as Rose (Mason-Sunderland) and it's been so much fun y'all. she definitely has a hypno named Lullaby and somewhere a jigglypuff named Purin bc this is my game and my cringe. she has some pokepasta pokemon. and a rhyhorn she named after Douglas that she rides on. and i love that for her a lot

that said she's a riot to think about in pokemon universe. nothing cohesive but yeah. as far as what about harry and james? oh; you know. they're.... ....... they're fine. just chillin :)

named the rival Alex (sorry to the one alex i do know i just name characters based on vibes 😔 he's cool tho) and since i never named her Actual Rival (jk her childhood friend but close enough) in the ACTUAL -adjacent universe, yeah sure we'll go with that for now. sorry @ original characters Lane and Grayson but literally Rose is more important than your nameless kid. Sorry

ummm. GOOMT updates: need meds so waiting on that but also i kinda ummmmmmmmm accccciiidentally maybe kinda sorta rewrote the next 3 chapters' outlines to change their subject timing so uhhhhh g. gimme a second to decide which one works the best and then spruce up what i've got. cuz uh. see i tried to make a tentative planning timeline like back in deccember and the issue is that i knew this might probably happen adn so at least i can say I Tried but yeah now i've got two other alternatives to think about before i settle bc it really does matter!!! hahaha. oh boy

at least i think i've almost got the ch1 rewrite done. we'll see. bc the issue is that i'm thinking about it. and New Lore may appear. Lore Relocation as well. Hmmm. curiouser. and curioser. and tbh i didn't really want to start with ch1 and work totally chronologically. ngl. so i might finsih the ch1 rewrite and hold off on it. finish some other ones. and then post. so ch1 isn't so fuckin JARRING of a writing styl change LOL from ch1 to ch2 like BAM oh shit what the fuck happened here y'know??? LOL. so yeah just. gimme a sec to work wiht that i've

i've literally beenw ithout my brain worky-right meds for a few days here as well as none of my medical speed and tbh. hands on hips. hhhh. yeah we'll go with that lol. boy you notivec a difference but it's ok. it's fine. it's fine i have an appt tmrw it's fine

anwyay so listen

rose, right. so about young rose

[risingshards]

Thank you for tagging, @blind-the-winds!!

Rules: answer the questions and tag nine people you want to get to know better.

3 Ships: I'll say one of my own in Zeta/Oka (mains of my webnovel! They're floofballs who overcome traumas together :3), and for my others Serufu/Purin from DIY and ChisaTaki from Lycoris Recoil :)

First Ever Ship: I think it was Arnold and Helga lmao

Last Song: "Love Can Only Heal" - Myles Kennedy

Last Movie: Laid Back Camp Movie

Currently Reading: Small Favors by Erin A. Craig, Laid Back Camp Vol. 8, Adachi and Shimamura Vol 9 (I've been going very slowly through it cuz there was a long gap between 9 and 10's releases in the US)

Currently Watching: Finished Akiba Maid War yesterday, DIY the day before, also watching Bocchi, Gundam Witch From Mercury, Spy X Family, Bluelock, like a good chunk of the current fall lineup 😅

Currently Consuming: Diet Coke and pizza

Currently Craving: Chill silent time after having to work a shift during a blizzard!

Tagging: @floatinginthegenderfluid, @dark-empress-justice, @gotouhitori, @cherrigrove, @s-lycopersicum, @ellierenae, @indigothemuse, @nyx-writes, @radiantpessimistpress