#shhhhh just his tail but still

[toxooz]

new skate spot expedition 🗺

[yunhoszn]

horses are still overrated

pairing jeong yunho x f!reader word count 2k genres fluff﹒smut warnings 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, established relationship, mentions of voyeurism, dirty talk, marking-ish, mutual masturbation, kissing, slight cum eating shhhhh don’t say anything, pet names: baby, babe, princess

summary new relationships always have room for experimenting, and well, you and yunho are no exception.

more ok so i tried doing these in ask format but i didn’t like it so we’re back to our regularly scheduled programming with a little update :P anyway,, this was for this request! it’s meant to be an extension of save a horse, ride a cowboy but can totally be read as a standalone! i kinda strayed from the initial req, but i hope this is still good… it’s still yunho day so <3 ALSO @bro-atz thank u for betaing my love i appreciate u so big!! pls reblog if u enjoyed!

@atzhouse

The few weeks that have passed since you and Yunho have confessed to each other have been nothing short of blissful. 

He makes you feel like you’re soaring, ensuring that your happiness is the top priority. He embraces you in a way that’s not only physical, but emotional too. Like his feelings for you are their own special hug of warmth that envelopes you when you need it most. You could never get tired of him, could never return to your life back home like this summer never happened. 

Because in all honesty, this summer was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to you. 

You have a small smile on your face as you reminisce about the wonderful time you’ve spent here so far, leaning back into the bench on the farmhouse porch. Initially, you were sitting here to openly gawk after Yunho as he rounded up the cattle, but now you were too giddy to pay attention to that. You don’t notice him walking towards you directly, Yeoreum tailing behind him. 

“What’s got you so cheesy today?” 

You blink at his question, feeling a bit bashful. You’ll never get used to this view. “I was just thinking about us, and how happy you make me.”

“That’s cute,” he mirrors your expression, one hand on the back of the bench to hold his weight and the other coming up to cup your jaw, lips pecking yours gently. “Ready for dinner?”

“I have a confession to make,” you start as you’re washing the dishes after dinner. 

“What’s up?” Yunho asks you from the other side of the kitchen, putting away the leftovers. He shuts the refrigerator and leans against it, arms crossed over his chest. You swallow thickly. 

“I’ve just had this on my chest for so long and I need to get it off before I explode,” you ramble, avoiding his eyes as you scrub a plate. “Promise you won’t judge?”

“I promise,” he chuckles, and you can hear his footsteps as he gets closer. “I won’t judge you.”

Your sigh comes out as more of a shudder, Yunho’s arms wrapping around your middle and his chin resting on your shoulder. The new proximity makes you ten times more nervous to say your piece, your heart beating erratically behind your rib cage. This is fine. This is great actually. (No it’s not!)

“Do— um— do you remember the day before Seojun and I broke up?” Your hands are trembling slightly. 

“When you gave Yeoreum a bath, right?” He nods, the movement bothering you slightly because it has his chin digging into your shoulder uncomfortably. “What about it?”

”So…” You have to pause the dishes, your hands clamming up so much that you think the handle of your sponge will fly out of your grasp. “That night, when my lightbulb went out, I actually went out to go grab you. But— uh— I saw something… else… instead…”

Your eyes squeeze shut, entirely too mortified to even think about what his reaction could be. It’s been a minute since the ordeal played out, so really you didn’t have to say anything. Part of you felt like you couldn’t continue this relationship in good conscience without being totally honest, though. 

Strong hands wrap gently around your wrists, turning you around to face him. He tsks, “Open your eyes, princess.”

His eyes are soft, no hint of disappointment or disgust on his features as he stares back at you. His lips curl into a smug smile after a couple seconds, cupping your jaw and caressing your cheek with his thumb. You blink at him, a little confused by the shift in atmosphere, but not complaining. 

“You’re not—?” 

“You watched me fuck my fist, is that right?” Yunho asks so bluntly, so vulgarly. “Tell me, what did you do after that?”

It’s easy to divert your gaze again, focusing on how interesting the material of his button up suddenly is. It’s one thing to admit that you stood there and watched for a bit, it’s another to admit you stuffed yourself with your own fingers not even fifteen minutes later. But you think he already knows that, based on your behavior and some good ol’ context clues. 

“I… I touched myself,” you whimper, ashamed of how you’re getting turned on. The worst part is the fact that he’s enjoying this. He’s enjoying the way he has you folding for him so quickly. “To the thought of you…”

Yunho’s grip on your chin tightens and his eyes flutter shut with a groan. “Fuck, baby, that’s so hot…”

You weren’t sure how this would go, and a piece of you genuinely thought he might even end things with you. Any other person would think you were sick and perverted, but not him. It makes you feel a lot better and a lot more secure in your relationship. 

Your tongue pokes out of the corner of your mouth, grazing the pad of his thumb. He hisses, cursing under his breath, letting you wrap your lips around and suck the finger. Yunho stares with not a single coherent thought behind his eyes. He’s losing his composure, pressing his thumb down on your tongue. 

“Do you think you can tell me? How exactly did you touch yourself?” He purses his lips, his free hand slipping into the opening of your overalls, dragging his finger along the exposed skin of your waist. You shake your head with a whine.

”Yun… That’s embarrassing…” 

He pulls his hand out of your overalls, hooking the digit into your belt loop and yanking you closer. His mouth is dangerously near your own, lips brushing yours when he speaks. “I wanna know. Need to picture my pretty princess fucking herself desperately ‘cause her fingers aren’t enough to get her off.”

Your legs feel like jelly, your cunt clenching around nothing just by his words alone. Yunho had always done such a good job at being the sweet and doting partner everyone wanted. He was attentive, praised you like you were a living, breathing goddess. But this dirty side of him is different. And you like it a lot more than you should.

“O-Okay…” You swallow thickly, and suddenly he’s spinning you so his chest is to your back. He urges you towards the bedroom, attaching his lips to your neck and sucking the supple skin gently, tenderly.

”Go on,” he says between kisses, still pushing you until you’re standing in the middle of his room. Your eyes already feel heavy and you haven’t done anything yet. “Tell me.”

”I— um— I thought about your hands and how big they are,” your tone is shaky, and you hope you don’t sound stupid. “Thought about how good it would feel to have them all over me. I pictured that it was your fingers inside of me. Imagined your cock, and how big it is.”

“Is that so? I’m just not getting the visual, babe. I think I need you to show me.” He hums, a hint of amusement in his voice. As if this couldn’t get more embarrassing, now he wants you to finger yourself in front of him? You’re about to protest, but he’s pressing your lower back to the mattress and talking against the corner of your mouth again, teasing you because he knows he can. “If you’re good for me, I’ll fuck you so well, you won’t be able to forget the shape of my cock.”

You nod with a whimper, hopping onto the bed and scooting all the way up to the pillows. Your hands are wobbly as you undress yourself, unbuckling your overalls and kicking them off your feet. Of course you chose the worst day to dress the part. Yunho sits at the edge, watching you with an unreadable expression. 

When you’re in nothing but your top and panties, he clears his throat, leaning back onto his palms. His tongue darts out to wet his lips. “Move your underwear to the side for me, princess. Let me see your pretty pussy.”

It’s almost impossible to hold back a moan, following his instructions. You glide your middle finger through your folds, showcasing how you’re practically dripping for him in the amount of time it’s taken you to get from the kitchen to here. He exhales through his nose, legs spreading to give you a glimpse of an uncomfortable looking bulge in his pants. 

You sigh deeply at the sight, circling your finger around your clit slowly. The thought of being the cause behind it, of getting Yunho so hot and bothered, drives you crazy and has you curling your toes. 

“Just like that,” he encourages, tossing his denim button up to the floor. He palms over his erection, tilting his head slightly. “Can you do some more for me?”

“Mhm,” is all you can manage to force out, doing what he asked. You shove your ring and middle fingers inside of yourself, finally releasing a moan at the intrusion. You keep pressure on your clit with the heel of your palm. There’s silence between you save for the occasional whine.

Yunho shivers, shimmying out of his pants so he can stroke himself freely. You gawk at him with bated breath, biting your lip as your fingers pick up their pace. There’s a knot that settles in the pit of your stomach, tightening and tightening in preparation for that special moment. 

The view of him spread out in front of you, fucking up into his hand with hooded eyes trained on your own playing with your cunt, is too much. He’s wearing that same godforsaken white tank top as he was the night you saw him, the muscles in his forearm and bicep flexing with each twist of his wrist, each pump of his cock. 

You feel like you’re drooling, ogling at him like he was a piece of meat. But you couldn’t help it. Yunho was the most attractive man you’d ever laid eyes on. The longer you stare, the further you fall. That’s a conclusion you’ve come to a little too late. 

“‘M close, Yun,” you moan, arching your back off of the pillows, head almost clunking against the headboard. “Wanna cum with you.”

“I’m almost there, too, baby,” he grunts, teeth gritted as he runs his thumb over his slit. That has a loud whine spilling from your lips, your feet digging into the mattress. You don’t know how much longer you can last. 

Your fingers try to reach that spongy, sensitive spot deep in your cunt, but you can’t. It seems that only Yunho’s long, thick fingers could accomplish that feat. No wonder you were so obsessed with his hands.

You opt for using the fingers of your free hand to swipe quickly at your clit while the others curl and thrust into you, inching you toward that steep cliff that has stars decorating your vision. Judging by the volume of his sounds getting higher and higher, you can tell Yunho’s right there with you. 

One particular absentminded curse from him has your brain short circuiting, that promise of release washing over you almost violently. Your body aches and quivers, orgasming harder than you ever had just with your own hand. (You’d like to think the presence of a certain cowboy had everything to do with it.)

He groans and follows behind shortly after, painting his hand in milky white. The two of you try to catch your breaths, laying there for a couple moments to recuperate. After a while, Yunho leans over to kiss you gently, squeezing your cheeks with his cum covered hand. You scrunch your nose. 

“You’re getting it on my face!”

“That was the goal,” he laughs, pressing another sweet kiss to your lips. You roll your eyes, licking away whatever was near your mouth. He groans again. “Fuck, are you trying to kill me? Purposely?”

“Maybe,” you shrug. “I remember being told you’d fuck me if I did good for you. Where’s my reward?”

“Trust me, I didn’t forget.”

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[ratsummer]

Shhhhh shhhhhh I'm getting carried away here, but...

Y'all ever think about Phantom being unphased by griminess when he's first summoned?

Or maybe not unphased, but he just doesn't make cleanliness a priority. Like this guy has been roaming the circles as best he can on his own, more concerned with finding food and shelter and the reluctant ally here and there than with personal hygiene.

Summoning as a general rule isn't a very tidy affair, so no one really notices that first day. Omega and Aether give him the typical, cursory wipedown to remove the worst of the summoning... goo... before bundling him up in soft, loose, flowy robes while his skin is still sensitive. And of course, when they show him where his room his, they introduce him to the baths and let him know he has the rest of the day to clean up and settle in.

Well, morning rolls around and Dew arrives to the breakfast table, ushering a very sleepy little quint along in front of him. Cirrus scolds him for so obviously waking him up before he was ready, but Phantom insists it's okay, please, I asked him to make sure I was awake for breakfast! Don't get angry at him!

And while Phantom explains that Dew stayed up late with him to help him find and organize snacks in his room, Cumulus comes to the table, yawning wide and clutching Aether's arm. She was so excited to greet Phantom and Aurora at their summonings, hugging them tight (despite the goo) and welcoming them into the fold. She's just as excited to see them at breakfast, purring and pressing a kiss into Aurora's hair first before shuffling over to do the same for Phantom.

He can't help but flinch a little as she approaches. Old habits die hard, and he immediately rushes to apologize when she stops in her tracks and frowns. But Cumulus is used to skittish ghouls - she typically accepts boundaries gracefully. No, what's caught her off guard is-

"Phantom, sweetheart, didn't Aether show you how the bath works?" Cumulus' voice is soft and warm, but she's got Aether pinned with a disappointed glare.

Phantom curls in on himself a little, squirming and wrapping his tail around his fingers. "He did... why?"

"Little bat, you've still got... goo... clumped in your hair. That can't feel very good."

And while Phantom is squirming and explaining himself, that he was focusing on getting used to his room, Cumulus starts looking him over more carefully.

She notices his claws, broken and jagged in some spots, dirt and goo clumped around them. Little scrapes, scratches, and bruises littering what little bit of his bare skin is exposed. Hair dry and frizzed up, with tangles and knots all around the base of his horns. And his horns... dried out, brittle, chunks missing near the ends.

Well, Cirrus doesn't call her Fussy Lussy for nothing.

"Oh darling, it's okay you didn't have time last night. I'll tell you what, I was going to have a little spa day today, I've got so many new things I want to try out. How about you come along with me and I'll help you figure out all the knobs in the tub and you can try out some of my soaps!"

Phantom looks a little wary and unsure as Cumulus extends her offer, maybe trying to figure out how to say no, until Aurora gasps and starts kicking her feet excitedly.

"Oh! Phantom! Cumulus helped me wash my hair last night and her soaps smell soooooo good! You're gonna love it!"

So, that's how Phantom ends up reclined neck-deep in deliciously warm bathwater not an hour later.

Cumulus is humming quietly, sitting next to him and lighting all the candles she lined up along the edge of the tub. "These candles are always here," she explains, "And the matches live in that jar tucked over there, so you can use these anytime you want if you like them, alright?"

Phantom just hums a little to let her know he's at least kind of listening. He rubs his toes through a little pile of what Cumulus called epsom salts, enjoying the way the grains crunch and swirl around his feet as they slowly dissolve. He can't remember being so comfortably warm and relaxed, maybe ever.

"Alright, sugar, I've got so many good things to try out. Are you ready?"

Phantom loses track of time quickly, but it must be hours that they soak together. Cumulus grooms him meticulously, and it stirs up achingly precious, half-lit memories from his kit days, when he still had his parents to look after him.

She scrubs his hair thoroughly with a sweet, sudsy shampoo. Her claws scratch deliciously over his scalp, sending goosebumps down his back. She works something called conditioner in next, using her fingers and a comb to tug and tease all the knots out of his hair. Not once does she pull hard enough to hurt.

She rubs a creamy, buttery substance between her palms until it melts into a sweet-scented oil. She massages it over his horns, cooing about how it's adding so much depth to their night-blue color. His claws are next, and Cumulus patiently explains what each of her little tools is for as she goes about trimming, filing, and oiling each one. She even rubs a cream into what she tells him are his cuticles, apparently to soften them or something.

She uses the softest cloth he's ever felt in his whole life ever to wash him thoroughly with a mouth-wateringly scented soap. She's thorough, getting behind his ears and between his toes. While she washes him, she tells him they should talk to Rain later about trimming up his hair so it doesn't fall in his eyes so much. She checks in with him constantly, asking if he's still okay with her washing him or if he'd like to take over.

Once they're out and dry, she helps him put on a creamy lotion before handing him big, soft clothes to pull on. She helps him roll the sleeves and cuff the pants, having stolen them from Swiss.

"He won't miss them, sweetie. That ghoul has the comfiest loungewear and he's always happy to share."

Cumulus insists that the most important part of their spa day is to immediately crawl into her nest to snack, snooze, and watch movies. It's called beauty rest for a reason, Phantom!

It's with a full belly and a clean, relaxed body that Phantom snuggles down under Cumulus' fresh, soft blankets and promptly passes out. It's the deepest, most restorative sleep he's had in ages.

And while he sleeps, Cumulus pets his hair, rubs his back, and generally fusses over whether the blankets are covering him properly. Her entire heart has totally melted for this sweet ghoul who's seen too much hardship, and she vows to make him the most rotten, spoiled little brat the ministry has ever seen.

[lemonmaid]

"I was reincarnated as a baby in a video game that I originally trapped in!"

Finally, the long wait sequel 😭

Warnings: fluff? Malleus is delulu

A/N: I've had to rewrite this four times due to my shit just not saving and I kinda got burned out and gaveup? I'm sorry if the ending looks rush, I will try to make a final at one point

"Sebek!!! Please for the love of the sevens, please quiet down! You're making the baby cry!"

"HOW CAN I? THERE IS A BABY IN THE WOODS! IT CAN BE A DEMON!".

Silver and Sebek bickering, it was almost reminiscing. Well if only they haven't left this place only a couple of hours ago just to re-land back into this place.

'Sliver, Sebek, please! I'm crying because I'm a fucking baby. Come on guys? Don't you recognize me?'

(Name) thought about it, if a couple of hours back in their world was only a few decades for this world- (Name)'s faced paled, 'Oh my God, do I even look the same? Do I have a tail or ears now? Lets just pray I have magic this time'.

"Maybe they're hungry?"

"Let's take them to Master!"

On the way to the castle, the two still bickered, leaving (Name) to remember what it was like before.

(Name) looked around, nothing looked too familiar but Silver and Sebek looked older. Silver had grown out his hair, holding it in a ponytail like Lilia. Sebek had also grown scales on the side of his face, like his grandfather. 'How long has time passed?' (Name) wondered.

Thunder was getting louder as they reach the castle, light spread in the sky. Causing (Name) to involuntary cry, 'Everything is so much louder as a baby' (Name) noted.

"Hey hey, shhhhh, it's okay little one, no more crocodile tears" Silver commented.

"STOP THAT"

"stop what"

"Puns!"

'Yep, just like old times' (Name) sighed.

As they reached the gate (Name) noticed that the Valley of Thorns wasn't so much a valley anymore but a fully flourished town, bustling with those old 1920 wind-up cars.

Sebek turned to Sliver, "stay here while I go fetch us a car, I don't think we could walk anymore with that thing hold us back".

As Sebek left it was just Silver and (Name), Silver had a sad look in his eye while looking at (Name). "You know it's kinda funny... we are kinda of the same".

Thunder roared in the sky. Sliver looked up to the clouds, "it seems like Malleus is upset again, maybe father cooked again" he chuckled.

'Silver has matured...' (Name) wanted to tell Sliver how proud they were, but all that came out was small cooing.

(Name) fell alseep in the car, their small baby mind and body made it exhausting to do anything, even thinking was exhausting.

"Hmm, they seem a bit malnourished". Lilia stared at the sleeping child.

Sebek scoffed, "Well of course, we found them in the labyrinth".

Malleus sat on his high thrown, watching the three bicker around the sleeping babe 'Reminds me of a certain tale'.

Malleus was uninterested, Sebek requesting an audience, rather demanding. Malleus could careless about a baby found in the middle of a labyrinth, he was more concerned about the shining light that came from said labyrinth. He thought about the perfect, he thought that they finally came back after all these years, maybe they had change their mind? Maybe they realized that this world was better than their own magicless, depressing, pathetic-

"Mallllleuus~ you're ruining that family relic we call throne with your nails".

Malleus scoffed, " I don't have time for this. Where is the perfect? Did you two come empty handed?".

Malleus's loud voice awoke (Name), startling them. Malleus aged like wine, his piercing green eye stared into their soul.

Sebek coughed before yanking (Name) out of Silver's arms. "Master! We found them where the light ended...... There was no perfect....".

Green magic engulfed their tiny body bring them close to Malleus.

"Now be careful Malleus~ they are just a babe".

As (Name) floated in the air, Malleus stared into their soul. "You're telling me... that this is all the sevens have blessed us with? How.... generous". Thunder echoed through the throne room, lighting flash. Sometimes (Name) forgot how powerful Malleus was. This was the man who could change the weather based on his mood.

As (Name) floated closer, the more scared they became, not of malleus but how utterly helpless they were, stuck in a baby's body.

"Hmmm, I smell no magic in them, but their eyes..... me of a certain human....from many years ago". (Name) floated into Malleus arms, his breathing hitched. Wrapping their tiny arms around the man, hugging him. Feeling his breathing change and how the storm that roared slowly soothed.

Malleus smiled fondly at (Name) their eyes locked.

"You shall be called "(Name)" in rememance to my dear friend, no, someone who was very dear to me. Now, now do not argue young one That is an honor. I have alot of respect for this name".

'How original Malleus'

"And you shall call me father aswell".

'WHAT' (Name) wailed.

The kingdom of thorns rejoiced when Malleus announced his new "hier", the kingdom could be heard throughout the night celebrating.

Malleus rocked (Name) back and forth as they slept.

Malleus looked at (Name) fondly, “How old do you think they are Lilia?”

Lilia sighed as he watched the celebration down below.

“I do not know, but I do know that the-”.

Malleus growled, “I do not care for what those old bag of”, he breathed, calming himself before he could awake (Name).

Lilia looked at the scene before him, reminding of himself in the past. Scared and alone with a baby, trying to fill a hole on his heart that was empty at the time.

“since the perfect’s birthday soon, that shall be (Name)’s new birthdate, (birthdate), that's soon, right Lilia? We must have a celebration!”.

Lilia sighed looking at the boy he could call a son, “I'll call the Rosehearts-”.

A celebration in deed, it reminding (Name) of that one scene in Shrek 2. No, it was that scene. A large red carpet to the entrance of the castle, the throne room decorated way to elegant for a baby's birthday, clothing to elegant for a mere child's birthday. (Name) watched boredly in Malleus lap, watching many make conversations. Some would occasionally walk up to the two, bow, leave a gift for (name) and walk away.

“Well look what that cat dragged in” Malleus teased.

‘Leona! Ruggie!’ (Name) involuntary cooed. The two obviously aged, while the Fae barely tinted. Leona’s hair gotten darker and Ruggie got taller.

“What poor person had the unfortunate to bed with a lizard?” Leona snickered.

Ruggie sighed, “Leona! Best behavior man-”

“Yes Leona, best behavior we wouldn't want another PR incident”. Malleus smiled.

‘election? I thought the Sunset Savannah was a monarchy? Is Leona trying to turn it to a democracy?’ (Name) was in deep thought, just how much has changed.

Lilia walked up to the three, “Boys couldn't you pick another day to brawl? Leona, hold your comments, aren't you trying to get supporters on your side for an election?”.

As (Name) was in deep thought, they were then host into Leona's arms.

"What's their name?"

"(Name)".

Leoma looked at Malleus with disgust and rage, "you think you can replace them!?".

Malleus glared, "I could never replace (Name) that is (Name)!".

Leona felt rage boil within him, staring down at (Name).

"Your scent... it smells like"

'Come on Leona, you can recognize me!'

"Like shit! Does anyone around here know how to take care of a baby? Their diaper is full!"

'DAMN IT'

"Stop that crying, you have no reason to cry".

[gingerlee-holds]

I would love another part of the letting of steam fic! :3

OH MY GOSH ITS MY FIRST REQUEST BATTLE STATIONS EVERYONE- thankyouthankyou so much for the request i love requests and i love you <3

Ler!Alastor and Lees!Charlie and Vaggie

A Rampage

Read the previous one here!

Word Count: 1.4k Warnings: Feet twords, barely any editing, and its sorta short

Alastor’s shadowy form snuck from hallway to hallway. To him, the game was no longer hide-and-seek but cat-and-mouse. He played with his food, tripping up the other residents, cackling distantly, and occasionally flickering the lights. He had decided to leave Lucifer in his little tickle trap until the game ended, but he was hungry for more. He had no idea that tickling could be so exhilarating! It was the perfect way to get energy out and feed his sadistic tendencies, all while not harming anyone! What could be better than that?

The radio demon’s subsequent targets were two floors below. The princess of hell lay under the bed of an empty room while the fallen angel was hidden in the closet. 

Charlie whispered to Vaggie, practically vibrating with excitement. “I can’t believe it! We’re all playing a game together! This is the first time everyone’s participated in an activity since Dad moved in. Can you believe it, Vaggie? I can’t believe it!”

“You said that already.” Vaggie’s hair stood on end. If Charlie hadn’t spoken first, she would have immediately denied Alastor’s request to be the hunter. If there’s anyone you wouldn’t want stalking people down, even in a nonviolent way, it’s the radio demon. Vaggie would never admit to anyone, much less herself, that she was afraid of Alastor and, more importantly, what he was capable of. Her hand rested on the shaft of her spear warily.

Charlie, by contrast, was far less afraid of Alastor than she should have been. The bedframe kept her from moving too much, but if she could, she would flap her hands and kick her feet. Her pride had been wounded by the death of one of her hotel residents just a week prior, and the fact that everyone was participating in this group activity gave her hope that maybe the future of the Hazbin Hotel was bright. 

“I can feel it, Vaggie! The group bonding exercises are paying off, and soon, this place will be absolutely crowded with sinners, all on the path to redemption!”

“Wacky nonsense, as Alastor puts it,” Vaggie whispered back, bringing the subject back to their problem. “We still don’t have a clue what happened in that fight he had with Adam. He had angelic weapons and the element of surprise, but he didn’t die. We don’t even know if Alastor confronted him at all. What if he just tucked tail and ran, leaving us to deal with Adam?” Suddenly, a hand clamped over her mouth, which felt cold and dark.

“Shhhhh~!” The quiet voice of the radio demon hushed. Vaggie held up her weapon, but before she could use it, she felt dark tendrils wrap around her arms, binding her hands to the shaft of her spear. The fallen angel yelled out curses into the palm over her mouth and struggled in Alastor’s grasp, but the radio demon simply pulled her up straight and hung her spear on a coat rack, leaving her suspended snugly and muted. “Now, watch the fun~!” 

Her eyes widened in horror as she looked through the slats in the closet door at her girlfriend under the bed. She couldn’t warn her!

Charlie sighed, oblivious as the silent fight in the closet continued. “Don’t be like that, Vaggie. I’m sure he did his best. Honestly, in hindsight, it was silly to entrust him with such a big responsibility. All of that’s in the past, though! And besides, Alastor’s never tried to harm us.” She waited for a minute for Vaggie’s response, and not hearing one, she whispered again, louder, “Vaggie?”

After still no response, she began to get a little nervous. She slowly crawled out from under the bed and approached the closet, knocking quietly. Vaggie’s muffled shouts were completely silenced. Charlie laid a hand on the doorknob but was suddenly yanked backward by her legs, sending her to the floor in a heap. She yelped in shock and looked behind her, seeing a shadowy face grin from the darkness under the bed, dark hands reaching out for her. “W-what??” She kicked at the arms, but they swiftly wrapped around her ankles and tugged her toward the bed. 

She was about to protest more. But she suddenly recognized the magic, and she began to laugh. “Alahastor! Hohow did you find me? My hihiding spot wahas so good!”

The radio demon’s voice seemed to come both from under the bed and from the closet: “Hence why I caught you the moment you stepped out from your hiding spot, princess!”

“Okahay, okahay! We were at least the last ones found, right?”

“Nope! I found you second. His Highness wasn’t even trying,” Alastor answered the question before Charlie could ask it. 

“Ugh, fihine. Lemme go, and you can continue hunting!”

“Hmmmmm… no deal!” Alastor’s staff, resting against a dresser, let out a laugh track, seemingly at his command. “I’m not just going to let you go, darling!”

“What? What do you mean?” Charlie asked, a bit of a quiver in her voice. Suddenly, two more hands extended from the darkness, with shadowy fingers wiggling in her direction. ‘No. No, no, he wouldn’t. There’s no way-!’ Charlie felt her face heat up, and her squirming increased in intensity. 

“Tell me, my charming demon belle, are you ticklish~?” Alastor’s voice got staticky when he said the word as he dragged it out playfully. Nervous giggles began bubbling from her lips as she remembered all the times she had been tickled as a child by her mother. Alastor should know very well how ticklish she is since Vaggie loved to sprinkle tickles into their daily routine. The fallen angel loved to unravel the usually anxious princess and let her happy squeals out, and everyone in the hotel knew that Charlie was an absolute fiend for tickles.

“A-Al, come on, let gohoHoho!” The hands reached forward and scribbled on the underside of her socks, making the princess melt into giggles. She rolled over onto her stomach and looked as the closet door slowly creaked open, showing Alastor leaning against the wall, arms folded over his chest, smiling impossibly wide. Beside him, Vaggie dangled by the arms, eyes wide and filled with mirth as Alastor’s tendrils squeezed her hips. The sight was utterly precious - Charlie didn’t even know her girlfriend was ticklish! And evidently, Vaggie’s body went limp when she was tickled. She wished she could hear her laugh, but it was completely muffled. Nevertheless, Charlie could coo about the adorableness after they were freed from the deer demon’s clutches.

The radio demon waved to the princess, and Charlie’s ankles were tugged harder. She tried kicking to no avail as she was slowly dragged under the bed, clawing at the floor and squealing for mercy from Alastor and help from Vaggie; neither came. 

When her lower body was entirely under the bed, Alastor got to work. With two hands on each foot, one for the sole and one for the toes, playing ‘this little piggy,’ Charlie instantly dissolved into hysterics. The princess banged her fists against the floor and thrashed as much as she could as her death spot was tactfully exploited, her shrieks and squeals filling the room. 

Alastor came forward, bending down on a knee to ruffle Charlie’s hair. “I’m afraid, my dear, that your hotel is horribly infested! Didn’t your parents ever teach you to always check for monsters under the bed~?”

Charlie snorted, hugging herself to contain her laughter, but it was impossible. It just tickled so so much! And everyone in the room knew that she was enjoying every moment of it. The squeaks she made when her knees were squeezed were so cute that it almost made Alastor want to be merciful. Almost. 

“Well, darlings, I’m afraid I must leave now to find the others. I must say, Charlie, I hope we play hide-and-seek again! It’s so dreadfully fun… for everyone involved~!” 

Vaggie wanted to shriek out a ‘Don’t you dare leave us,’ but she could only make hiccupy laughs as she dangled limply. The feeling was utterly alien to her, but strangely, she didn’t mind it. She could see why Charlie loved being tickled so much. As Alastor faded from the room into the shadows again, leaving the two girls to face their tickles, Vaggie was at least grateful that Alastor didn’t muffle Charlie. She could listen to that precious laugh all day.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Random MHA Headcanons!

Cause I am having A DAY. So let’s do something to get that dopamine hit!

Satou, while a fabulous baker, is (at best) a mediocre cook. He has a few dished that he can make consistently, but is otherwise a disaster. It’s only after he moves into the 1-A dorms that he begins improving. (Apparently he and Bakugou are trading lessons in cooking and baking, but shhhhh! We don’t mention that Bakugou might need LESSONS!)

Jirou has recordings of her parents heartbeats to listen too, when she feels stressed or has trouble sleeping. She is extremely embarrassed about this.

Hagakure enjoys photography. She’s quite good at it, especially given she’s never had any kind of training or professional equipment. If the hero thing hadn’t worked out, she could have had quite the career as a freelance photographer.

Kouda’s Quirk reacts oddly to people with animal-based Quirks. He cannot control them, like he can regular animals, but he CAN use his Quirk to translate for them if they have non-human vocal chords.

If Sero overuses his Quirk, the skin on his elbows becomes dry, cracked, and peeling. Part of his daily routine is moisturizing his arms.

If Kaminari had better control of his Quirk, he could probably utilize electro-magnetism (please look up hero series Static Shock, I just want my boy to be able to air surf, is that wrong?).

The kids, at first, would often go to Momo for things they needed replaced. Momo had no issues with this, seeing it mostly as practice. However, after she nearly fainted at one point, the class has instituted a payment system. If you want Momo to make you something over a certain size or weight, you need to give payment in food, to help her replenish her fat stores.

Bakugou has a wide range of random skills, that seem very incongruous. Most stem from Bakugou seeing someone do something, deciding “I can do that”, and then throwing himself in whole hog. Some of these random skills include knitting, surfing, lockpicking, candle-making, knife-throwing, and embroidery.

CC!Specific-Himiko enjoys doll customization. She finds it a very soothing process. At home, she didn’t really get the chance to do much with it, but at school, she’s really stretching her creative muscles. She has a few smaller things she’s working on, but her current big project is making a doll for each of her classmates in their hero costumes.

1-A sometimes has trivia nights. After the first night, they banned Midoriya from playing when the subject is Heroes, instead making him the moderator who asked the questions. After the second night, they had to institute a partner who will go through all of Midoriya’s questions, and make sure they can actually be answered.

Aoyama’s family seems to work in food imports, specifically dairy products, like cheese.

There is a cat café near the U.A. campus. Aizawa is largely responsible for why it’s still open.

Mina’s whole family works in chemicals. She has a cousin that does cosmetics, which are some of the only kind Mina can actually use.

Iida used to have braces.

Tsuyu briefly had a tadpole tail as a baby. It vanished by the time she was two.

Uraraka’s Quirk is actually misdiagnosed. It isn’t canceling gravity, it’s gravity manipulation.

Quirk Counselling can be a very lucrative job, but it isn’t particularly well regulated, so just about anyone can do the job. This is particularly problematic, because every child is required by law to see a Quirk Counsellor for a minimum of six months after their Quirk manifests. Several Heroes - including Present Mic, Eraserhead, Ryuku, Nighteye, and The Wild, Wild Pussycats - have been pushing for better laws and policy around Quirk Counselling, but are being hampered by the HPSC.

Both of Ojiro’s father and sister have more pronounced physical mutations, while Ojiro takes more after his mother in looks.

-

Oh i love all of these and I have som occasional notes(not for each so I’ll just hit them off hand)

Someone find Denki a copy of Static Shock right the hell now so he can try something absolutely stupid(affectionate)!

Momo honey PLEASE learn to say no sometimes!!

Yeah no Katsuki 100% sees something and goes ‘I might one day have to utilize this’ and learns it. But you can tell which ones she actually enjoys and was using ‘I can probably figure out a way to use this for my Hero Career’ as an exxcuse to enjoy things without guilt of not being training 24/7

Himiko absolutely would love doll customization. She used to just watch videos in secret because god forbid her parents got a glimpse of it and saw how horrifically violent it looked out of context.

Izuku honey please not everyone can do your trivia levels. The class thinks that Katsuki will be able to rein Izuku in on Hero Triva but they forget that she’s also a fucking nerd so she barely pulls punches either. Someone else is chosen. 

Ahahaha yeah that Quirk Counselling can certainly be an OOF. I think the Heroes might get some leverage in that department here soon upon finding out that the lack of regulation was just helping AfO find plenty of allies and Nomu fodder.

[mykneeshurt]

Loose Cannon - Keegan x F!OC

That’s me in the gif 😮‍💨 there’s not enough Keegan smut. At all. First of many I’m afraid. Smut ahead. 18+ plz. Just horny thoughts of him.

For @sashadiurnal my fellow Keegan stan and @iamnotyourmusebitch who gave the idea about Reaper licking the blade. Which lives in my head rent free.

‘Reaper you’ll be pairing up with Keegan for this mission. Federation soldiers have been seen in that area, I want em gone.’ Merrick didn’t even look up from his papers before Keegan piped up. ‘She’s a loose cannon, sir. Where’s Logan?’ You giggled behind him, playing with the tip of your blade as it pushed into the pad of your finger.

‘Don’t worry Russ, I’ll look after you.’ Keegan glanced at you in the corner of his eye, his icy cold stare burnt through you. ‘You two are my best, so get it done. Dismissed.’ You jumped up, giddy with excitement. Keegan turned to look at you, ‘don’t fuck this up.’

‘Wouldn’t dream of it sir.’

—

You found yourselves in an old mall, fending off the Federation left, right and centre. There were more than Merrick originally thought. Keegan offered you cover from the top of the escalators as you made your way through some abandoned shops.

You managed to sneak up behind one of the Federation who was trying to take a shot at Keegan. You drove the blade into his neck. It sliced through his skin like butter, smooth and clean. ‘Wrap it up, Reaper. Need to fall back, too many of em.’ Keegan’s voice chimed through your earpiece. Crouching behind an old counter you giggled a reply ‘aw Keegan, Im just getting warmed up.’

You circled round the counter to your next victim, taking out his knees he fell backwards. You slid over his hips straddling him, driving your blade into his carotid artery. ‘Shhhhh’ you cooed as you withdrew the blade, driving it in again, and again. ‘Reaper! Now!’ He barked through the radio.

Rolling your eyes you pulled the blade out slowly, ‘it’s been fun’ you whispered to the Federation solider beneath you.

Raising up to your feet you scanned the area, Keegan’s fire had their attention for now. You scurried back to the escalators taking two steps at a time. As you approached the top you saw a stray Federation solider taking shots at Keegan. You threw one of the blades which hit him in the back of his neck. He stumbled to the floor but not before you launched yourself at him, landing on his back. Stabbing him multiple times, to make sure.

Keegan looked down at you as you withdrew the blade and ran it along your tongue. You looked up and met his icy blue eyes, his breath hitched in his throat. Blade still resting on your tongue you smiled up at him, your tongue piercing coming into view. Biting your lip you slid the blade back into its holster.

Stifling a laugh at your shocked Sergeant you ran towards him grabbing his wrist ‘come on!’ The two of you ran through the empty aisles of the mall, the Federation hot on your tails. Bullets skimmed past you as you desperately tried to find somewhere to hide. ‘Over there!’ You pulled Keegan towards an old cleaning cupboard. ‘Get in’ you ordered.

You both fell into the cupboard, gasping for breath. Keegan pulled you close to him, wrapping his hand over your mouth to muffle your breathing. ‘Shhhh’ he growled into your ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin on your neck. Your breaths fell in sync with each other as the soldiers ran past the cupboard. Instinctively you took a step back, closing the already minute gap between you both. Your ass bucked into him, causing him to hiss through gritted teeth.

He felt you grin into his gloved hand, ‘don’t’ he warned. You rolled your hips into him, causing him to grip your face tighter. Muffled noises could be heard outside, only fuelling you further. You rolled your hips again, this time moaning into his hand. You felt his cock growing beneath you, ‘fuck’ he breathed into his mask.

As the muffled noises of the Federation all but faded into the distance Keegan spun you round, slamming you into the wall. Your back hit the surface with a dull thud. ‘Fuck are you playin at?’ He growled, his face mere inches away from yours. ‘Merely going after what I want’ you smiled, staring up at him through your lashes. ‘And I always get what I want.’

‘And what is it you want?’ His lips were dangerously close to yours. His breath skimmed the sensitive skin of your mouth.

‘You.’

As soon as the word fell from your mouth his lips were on yours. Pulling him closer by his tactical vest he groaned into your mouth. The kiss was dizzying, you swiped your tongue against his bottom lip. Obliging he inhaled your kiss, tongues fighting for dominance against one another. He weaved his hand into your hair, gripping at the root.

You pulled him closer still, your hand feverishly grasping at the back of his neck. You broke the kiss first, desperately trying to catch your breath. ‘Touch me’ you gasped. He wasted no time in popping open your trousers, slipping in a hand to feel your underwear already soaking. He moaned in disbelief against your lips, teasing you once again with the lack of contact. Pushing your underwear to the side his finger skimmed your slit. Gathering your arousal.

He brought his finger to your lips, where you eagerly sucked your juices off him. You moaned as you took his finger into your mouth, the vibrations permeating through him. As he withdrew his finger he placed his lips back on yours, the kiss was firm, hungry. He pushed his finger into you, before adding another, the palm of his hand massaging your swollen clit.

Swallowing your moans he curled his fingers, picking up the pace. Breaking the kiss you arched yourself into him, eyes closed, panting. He burning himself in your neck, whispering praises into your skin. He felt you beginning to clench, nearing your release.

‘Fuck me Keegan, please’ you panted. He smiled into your neck ‘as you wish.’ He quickly pulled out, making you feel empty. ‘Face the wall’ he ordered, his voice heavy with desire. Turning round he pulled your trousers down and kicked your ankles out as far as he could. There you were spread in front of him, your cunt glistening, all for him.

Undoing his own trousers he pumped his cock in his hand as the sight of you. He lined himself up and coated the top of his cock with your arousal. You hissed at the contact, he felt big. Slowly he pushed into you, the stretch taking you by surprise. Both of you letting out breath filled moans.

He started of slow, methodical, feeling every inch of your cunt around him. You felt so good. He’d thought about this moment too many times than he’d care to admit. ‘Yes yes yes yes’ you moaned into your hand. He gripped onto your hips steadying himself, as he picked up the pace. He watched as your ass rippled with every thrust, the sound of your wet cunt filled the cupboard.

He snaked an arm around your hip, resting his fingers on your clit. Applying just enough pressure for the pleasure to grow. You arched your back, a flurry of nonsensical phrases leaving you. ‘Fuck, good girl’ he praised ‘that’s it.’ Wrapping his hand in your plait he pulled you onto him, your back arched even further, changing the depth.

He placed his hand around your throat and jaw forcing you to look at him. You met him with a filthy grin, eyes blown out with pleasure and need. ‘Cum in me Keegan, please’ you begged. He let out a moan of disbelief, how were you real? His finger still working your clit you felt the tension rising. ‘Fuck don’t stop’ you whimpered. As the coil snapped he muffled your noises with his hand, smothering your face. The lack of oxygen only increased the intensity of your orgasm.

Coming down from your high he pushed you back against the wall, his thrusts becoming harder. ‘Goddamn’ he moaned, struggling to find breath. As he came he gripped your hips, placing his forehead on your back. He slurred words of adoration against your shirt.

Pulling out he watched as his cum fell from your abused cunt. He inserted a finger, pushing it back into you. You moaned from the overstimulation, your eyes rolling. He helped you rearrange yourself before kissing you again.

‘You can thank me later’ you winked.

‘For what?’ He asked doing up his trousers. ‘Saving your ass earlier, I’ll show you how much of a loose cannon I really am’ you smiled, before skipping out of the cupboard.

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

For Chance: Do you think mermaids have live babies or lay eggs?

Sorry it took me so long to answer this ask 😅 I put the explanation part of this under a cut just in case the medical terminology bothers some people. There's also some suggestive language below the cut as well. Nothing crazy. I hope this brightens your day 💚

*Chance sits on the stool and waits for you to ask him a question*

*Drip leans back and whispers to Tungst*

Drip: Why do you think they're asking just Chance?

*Tungst shrugs*

Tungst: I don't know.

Rift: Shhhhh, I'm trying to listen.

*Drip and Tungst look at each other and both shrug*

*You ask Chance the question*

*Brett snickers and leans over to whisper to Tungst*

Brett: He doesn't even know where real babies come from.

*Tungst drops his head in his hands*

*Chance thinks about the question and shifts on the stool. He presses his fingers together and touches the tip to his lips*

Chance: You're not going to kick me out of the interview if I use medical terms to describe anatomy are you? I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

*You shake your head no*

*Brett and Tungst trade quizzical glances*

Chance: To answer your question properly, I need to lay a little groundwork first. Considering that a mermaid's tail moves vertically, like a whale or a dolphin, and not horizontally, like a fish, and also the fact that mermaids are depicted with mammary glands, I would classify a mer-species as mammalian. Dolphin and whale species reproduce sexually using internal fertilization, similarly to humans, so if we follow that train of thought, then mermaids would also reproduce in a similar fashion. Dolphins have the same reproductive organs that humans have, so a mer-person, male and female, would have them as well. The only differences being that the reproductive organs are internal on the male counterpart instead of external and there is no pubic hair on either. On dolphins, the reproductive organs are hidden by a genital slit, and behind that slit is the vagina, cervix, uterus, and ovaries of the female, and the penis and testes of the male. This is why you never see modern depictions of mer-people with their reproductive organs on display. They're protected behind this genital slit. So, with all that being said, the rest of the reproductive process remains same. The mermaid ovulates, the merman fertilizes the egg, and the mermaid becomes pregnant. This reproductive process is also backed up by the fact that mer-people are depicted with belly buttons, denoting the presence of an umbilical cord at birth. The gestation period of a mermaid is still unknown, but we can also assume it's mostly similar to a human female, so around 280 rotations. After the appropriate gestational period, the baby is then birthed through the vaginal canal. Henceforth, to answer your question, yes, mermaids would have live births.

*Chance folds his hands into his lap and smiles*

*You sit in stunned silence*

*Tungst, Brett, Drip, and Rift sit in stunned silence*

*Tungst leans over to Brett and whispers*

Tungst: I thought you said he didn't know where real babies came from?

*Brett blinks a few times, opens his mouth, closes his mouth, and shakes his head*

Brett: I guess he does...

*Rift leans over to Drip and whispers*

Rift: Psssssssst.

Drip: What?

Rift: Was he talking about sex? I couldn't understand all the big words.

Drip: Yes, he was talking about sex.

Rift: Oh...

Rift: What do dolphins have to do with sex?

*Drip sighs*

Drip: I'll tell you later.

Rift: Okay.

*Tungst leans back to check on Gloss, who's been quietly scribbling away the whole time*

Tungst: Watcha' drawing?

Gloss: Mermaids.

Tungst: Can I see?

*Gloss flips his sketchbook around*

*Tungst's draw drops*

Tungst: Why would you draw that?!

Gloss: Because I wanted to.

*Brett leans back to look at the drawing that has Tungst going red*

Brett: Do you have no shame?

Gloss: What? It's natural. Nothing to be ashamed of.

Brett: There's this thing called "appropriate" and "inappropriate" and I don't think you ever learned the difference.

*Gloss shrugs*

Tungst: Please put that away before someone else sees it.

*Gloss flips his notebook around and rolls his eyes*

Gloss: None of you understand artistic expression.

[liviavanrouge]

Livia as a Big Sister

Livia as a elder sister is an....experience let's just say that. There are at times where she's childish like the younger kids then does a complete turn around and can be the scariest person you know.

Being the fourth eldest sister of the family (Silk, Maria, Lavender then Livia), she doesn't have that much responsibility if you look at it from her families point of view. Yes, she's one of the teens in the family and has to set an example sometimes for the younger kids.

Bur front and outsiders point of view, Livia does have a lot of weight on her shoulders being the eldest as she is Lilias eldest biological daughter with Juso being his eldest biological son. Outside of the cottage Livia holds so much weight being the eldest blood sister of her siblings and that's where her two sides come into play.

Livia can be serious, protective and downright mean to those who treat her siblings wrong but knows when to break it down and be as silly and childish as her younger siblings.

She's balancing out being the stern sibling and being the fun siblings

Lilia even comments that he has seen Livias switching attitude as Livia went up to Cal's school and told off some bullies but did a complete one eighty turn around and started acting childish and playing a small harmless prank on Cal.

Vil himself also comments about this as Livia sees Ruko as family and he's younger than her and is frequently seen defending him from other people.

Ruko even steps in and says, "I never knew Livia had two sides to her personality as an elder sister, it's refreshing in a way."

Livia isn't the kind of sister to make her siblings feel as if they're in her shadow, despite that being how she feels with her elder siblings. She's someone they can be chill with and get frequent reminders that she messes up just as much as they mess up, she's still a kid just like them that's still learning.

Livia also has warning gazes, where she side eyes a sibling as a small warning to be quiet or to not do anything, which frequently happens when her parents are talking or she's on her phone and her siblings think she's not watching them.

It's also been revealed by Livia herself that she has secret codes that she uses with her siblings regarding her ears and tails. A few of the codes have already been revealed as well.

Double ear flick left ear: "Don't move, not trustworthy"

Ear then tail double flick: "Go ahead, he/she/they are/is trustworthy"

Left ear flattened back: "Shhhhh"

Right ear flattened back: "Don't move/Danger"

Ears droop slightly: "I don't know/it's complicated"

Triple ear flick, left ear: "Hey, hey, hey! Don't do that!"

Triple ear flick, fight ear: "Is that him/her/them?"

Wing Flick: "That was scary wasn't it?"

The rest of the codes have not been reversed yet but the known codes all refer to Livias more defensive yet alert side. In the recent event Livia reveals another code when talking to Stich after he cozies up to Ollie, in which he ends up interpreting...

Nose twitch, double tail flick, left ear twitching rapidly: "Don't make me kill you..."

As the fact that nobody knows her code except her siblings and seemingly Stitch, nobody questions her on it and think shes reassuring Stitch as she is an elder sibling and might see Stitch as family.

~~~

Being the eldest blood sister also makes her the more likely sibling that her younger siblings express their concerns to in which she always willingly listens and gives the best advice she can.

It's also been revealed that Livia has a streak of attacking people with her claws which is confirmed to be because of her siblings.

Although despite being the eldest blood sister of her siblings, she does have the tendency to run away at times and laugh as her siblings chase after her.

Not much more is revealed on Livia standing as the eldest blood sister, aside from her double sided personality, her codes with them and a few more, there's a lot more to uncover as in the upcoming Livia Event, Three Wishes, Livia takes her friends to meet her mother and siblings which will uncover more than what she's stated in the previous events would.

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club

[angel-shaw]

Tidbit Tuesday!

Ahhhh I was taggeedddddd!!!!! (I may be a little excited)

@dollscircus was the one who tagged me:3 (yes i know im a day late shhhhh)

Part of what i have for my Gavin/Darlin Fic!

Gavin wasn't planning to stay the night with the wolf, he knew he wasn't really welcome. But somehow he couldn't bring himself to leave, once the wolf fell asleep holding him with the show playing quietly in the background he was there to stay. At least for that night. 

     In the morning Gavin woke up to a hand running through his hair. He could feel his tail thumping on the bed softly. He shifted a bit to look up at the wolf, who was looking at their phone, scrolling casually as their hand ran through his hair.

     They looked stunning, the small streams of light coming in from the curtained windows perfectly falling onto their face and body. The moment lasted far too soon for the incubus’ taste. Tank's hand stopped running though his hair as they looked down at him. “Good morning sleepy head, how did you sleep?” They asked, their morning voice rough and hella attractive. 

     Gavin let out a small humm as he pushed his fluffy hair into their hand, trying to get them to resume petting him. They got the message and resumed their petting, their strong hand running smoothly through his hair. After a bit, audible purring was able to be heard. Tank didn't say anything nor did they stop petting him, Gavins tail still thumping comfortably on the mattress.

       They stayed like that for a while,neither one wanting to move from the warm comfortability they had achieved. Gavin felt their arua was much calmer than the night before, not nearly as much worry and stress. He knew he couldn’t stop it from coming back but he was glad he could keep away the worry in the quiet minutes of the morning.

     That was until a computer screen lit up across the room. An email Gavin assumed, whatever it was, it made the wolf's anxiety, and surprisingly a little bit of anger, come flooding back into their arua. They kicked their legs out from under the covers and pulled away from Gavin. He found himself mourning the warmth they provided.

 As an Incubus he ran hot but they did to as a shifter and he wanted their warmth back. He was glad it was in the cooler months as it didn’t affect them cuddling together all night and under a nice warm blanket too.

     He watched them cross the room to their deck, in their underwear . From what he saw they didn’t have a chair for their small desk so they didn’t take a seat. He could feel knots forming and tightening as they stared at the computer. They typed something and stood back up straight, taking a deep breath and turning back to him with a smile on their face. 

     They stared at him for a minute, similar to how he did them just a few minutes ago, before they yawned, stretching their arms above their head, making their back or arms audibly pop in the few different places. “God I’m kinda hungry,” they said as they twisted their torso, making their back crack more. “I could go for some eggs or something, what ‘bout you?” They asked casually as they stopped cracking their bones and walked to the small dresser. 

     Gavin didn’t respond right away, he was still red faced after the show of their body they had just put on. They didn't even mean it to be hot, it just was. The way their muscles flexed as they stretched, the way their face pinched the slightest bit, it was all hot. Only in their underwear too,so he saw everything. 

They stopped stretching and looked at him, waiting for his response. “Ya, eggs sound nice” he said quickly before face planting himself onto their pillows out of embarrassment. Why was he blushing? Why was he embarrassed? He's an incubus for goodness sake.

Tank smiled and walked to the bed, leaning onto it to kiss Gavin's hair. “I'll be out in the kitchen, come on out when you get up.” He lifts his head when they walk away, he sees them grab their computer and then they walk out. Still in just their underwear. 

After a few minutes Gavin sits up, he feels his face be normal again opposed to the bright red it had turned.  He smiled to himself, it had been a long time since he's felt this happy and full. Being an Incubus he only fed off of sexual pleasure and feelings but he couldn't help but, for at least now, think he was being filled by their kindness to him. 

 He kicked off the covers and ran his fingers through his hair, he never had to worry about knots in fluffy hair which is a blessing whenever someone, particularly this wolf, tugs on it. He stretches and smiles to himself, debating whether or not to put more clothes on before meeting the oh so lovely wolf in their kitchen. He ends up just magicing on fluffy socks to match with his boxers because goddamn it their floors are cold and he would be damned before he opted not to wear fluffy socks when the opportunity presented itself.

[kits-shrine]

"Best hop to it, starlight~" Alyssum sang, "before we change our minds~."

"Yes ma'am." Tamashii grinned gathering up the things before scooping up Touma "Now Tum, your Mama and Papa Gall-" it still stung just a little to share that title but not as bad as it had before "-are likely sleeping, so we're going to sneak the food in real quiet ok?"

Tail thumping Touma lifting a finger to his grin with a shhhhh.

Nodding Tamashii opened a portal outside the kitsune home "Would you like to carry the food or Tum kobito?"

[vespertin-y]

genshin rat tails and how i feel about them

sucrose’s: honestly pretty cute! i have Complaints about her design but this is not one of them.

kaeya’s: it is both barbatos’ duty to mondstadt and their reparations to khaenri’ah that they climb in through the window and snip this thing off while he’s sleeping.

zhongli’s: it’s a normal ponytail his hair is just thin. i will not be accepting other interpretations at this time. shhhhh.

ganyu’s: is this one even a rat tail...? to me it looks like she tied her hair back while it was wet, untied it, and now it’s all sad and clumped together. either way i want it obliterated.

qiqi’s: imo she’d look better with *either* a bob or a braid, but she’s still adorable with both so i don’t really mind.

thoma’s: can stay but ONLY because of the way orbitalmoonrat draws it. mullet rights.

[top-tier-tickles]

Aw, Rats!

This is another cuphead angst(?) Fic suggested by an anonymous user. Sorry it's so short. I hope you enjoy.

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"AND STAY OUT, YA DIRTY RAT!" Elder Kettle called as said rat, Warner Werman, slowly wobbled out through the now demolished home. His ears charred and dusty, his rat tail literally snapped off, and his war hero glory forever bruised.

The Kettle chuckled, happy about his victory over the rodent. Smiling and walking back to the kitchen table, ready to relax and read the burnt newspaper.

Then...

"*sniff*"

The Kettle looked up, jolting at the sight of his two grandsons, still stuck to the wall, tears welling in their eyes.

"Oh my goodness, boys!"

He jumped up, and began to pry the utensils that held the kids up out of the wall, starting with Mugman.

"We j-just wanted to bake you cake...." Cuphead said. His voice was strained, that usually happened whenever he was trying to hold something in. The red cup would rather die than have someone see him cry.

"We left the door open...." Mugman then said, openly crying.

"We're sorry..." Cuphead added, beginning to try and spit out the taste of a dynamite stick in his mouth.

"Shh, shhhh... You're okay now." Elder Kettle soothed the now free Mugman, who was still crying.

Cuphead looked at this and turned his head away. He didn't want his family to see him like this. Soon, Elder Kettle began freeing Cuphead from the wall.

The red cup did his best to avert his eyes, knowing as soon as he looked at his grandpa, he'd start crying.

Elder Kettle soon freed Cuphead, wrapping him in a hug. Finally, the boy let all his tears free.

"Shhhh, shhhhh..." the kettle patted the boy's back, "Its not your fault..."

If Elder Kettle ever saw that rat again he'll-

No, no, don't think about violence now, you've got to provide comfort.

The old man picked the kids up, carried them to the couch, and sat down.

There they sat, in comfortable silence until the kids fell asleep.

__________________________________________

THE END.

[the-worlds-beyond-multiverse]

my will to draw may be dead but not my will to write shit

this time, it's wil and shadow trying to heal kina :)

cw: blood, fire, wound description, hospital, doctors, needles, knives

Wails filled the white and barren halls.

"IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" A girl's voice rang out.

"I KNOW, can you please BE STILL!" Shadow's voice boomed louder.

A good minute of squirming later met with no movement. She had given up.

Now that she had stopped moving, Shadow could see what happened to her tail. Bruised, shattered, pulsating with the remaining severed blood vessels that were still in it. It disgusted him, but this is his best friend's daughter.

Shadow injected numbing medicine at the base of the tail, surprised to not have much protest from her. When the medicine took effect, he looked at Wil, who studied the shattered tail more.

"I know this will sound ugly, but I'll have to cauterize it off."

"Roger." Shadow then inserted a surgical knife into the tail to let some blood out.

Shadow then saw what was in Wil's hand. Violet, brilliant flames filled their eyes. The hottest fire there was.

After letting out ample blood out of Kina's tail, Shadow clamped down the numbed base of it. Wil then held onto the tail, burning it. Shoots of white pain shot through Kina.

"OWOWOWOWOW-"

"Shhhhh shhhhh shhhhhhhh.. it will be over soon, just try not to move" Wil said. Kina felt calmer, however the pain washed over that expression.

When Wil finished burning the tail, all that was left was a stub. When Shadow unclamped the remaining part of the tail, he and Wil heard Kina whimper.

"Kina? Are you okay?" Shadow said

"D-Dad?"

"Yes?" Wil said.

"W-Will I get back my t-tail again?"

Wil was stunned that she had already recovered from the pain. Though, he had to answer the question.

"Yes, but only if you want to. Get some rest. Don't try to grow it back just yet."

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OMG THEIR DYNAMIC MAKES WANNA HFHFShdFHHFDHJFHGHHFHFHH

[ssuminshan-official]

During these days, Lan xichen was tossing several articles of clothes all over his room and packing a few~ wondering if it would impress his Ayao.

On the other side, he was planning to surprise him in a special way.

Also, in Gusu, there were some rumors going around.

X: I heard that Zewu Jun is having an affair, with a hulijing

Everyone: *gasps*

That hulijing can suck out his qi energy?!

(* they can if they wanted to. But for them, they believe that hulijings can't control themselves)

Oh no. Such a nice cultivator.

He got seduced by a fox spirit.

And not any hulijings. But the huli jing emperor!

Woww!!

Xichen: the rumors are true!!! I am dating a hulijing emperor! And you can't do anything about it!!

Zewu Jun said it himself.

Omg.

Wish him good luck.

Meanwhile, Xue yang, Su she and mo xuanyu's party was in full swing. There were food, liquor, and yes~~ chaotic hulijings.

The hyper beings were trying their best to keep their composure in front of their emperor, but they couldn't. Immediately they would start fighting and ramping~ both in their full fox form and human form, then they would be pushing stuff off the table with their tails or fighting for food.

Other than that, they (I'm their human form) would just make jokes and hang out like normal friends.

Xue yang: leaving for your date, Jiggy?

Yao: yea.

Su she: I'll drop you there.

Yao: aww thank you Shanshan.

Xue yang: make sure to give Chifeng zun a deep kiss ok! Knock out with those lips of yours.

And your Yao Dimples.

Yao: *laughing* yangyang, if Dage permits me.

Xue yang: Jiggy I know that you're a top.

Yao: shhhhh.

Su she: how do you know that xue yang!

Xue yang: assumed.

And I kinda want to be topped by Jiggy.

Yao: what?

Su she: disgusting. *blushing*

Xue yang: then why are your cheeks red?

Su she: I ate food  chili.

Xue yang: did Jiggy tell you to do that?

Su she: xue yang!

Mo xuanyu: have we all thought of letting Yao gege step on us. Like he's really hot.

Yao: guys I'm still here.

Su she: right. Enough small talk! Let's go, Huangdi.

And I have asked a group of my sect members to make sure that you're safe.

Yao: so thoughtful.

Mo xuanyu: *hugs jgy* I don't want anyone hurting my Yao gege.

Yao: no one will.

Bye for now, guys. Enjoy your party!

Everyone, including the hulijings: *bow* see you soon, Huangdi.

Yao: *smiles and opens fan*

Su she: let's go.

*exits*

Xue yang: chou!! *raises cup*

Mo xuanyu: *does the same* Feng.

Xue yang: let's toast to how hot your emperor is!!

Mo xuanyu: and let's toast to his hard towards the empire!!

Everyone: toast! Toast! Toast!

Xue yang: I miss Minshan.

Mo xuanyu: really? Surpising.

Xue yang: whenever I cook, I would always stuff food in his mouth and ask him how it is. You know he's vegetarian so I would just let him sample noodles and mushrooms.

Mushrooms are his fav.

Mo xuanyu: aw. Xue gege you're very dramatic.

Mo xuanyu: but you gave him food already!

Xue yang: *cries* but I want to do it again.

Darn simp went off with Jiggy.

Mo xuanyu: you can always do it to me.

Xue yang: I'll try.

I made roast pork, stuffed with a chicken stuffed with doves. Here you go.

Mo xuanyu: mmgmfg.....delicious..

Xue yang: I know right. Eat some more!

Then try my tongue tea.

Mo xuanyu: your what?!!

Xue yang: you should know me by now.

X: xue Gongzi!! Hey!!

Xue yang: Luo. One of the naughtiest hulijings.

X: gosh. You flatter me.

Mo xuanyu: what does he do?

Xue yang: he terrorized some city before.

Luo: yep. They almost broke my leg. But I got away from the villagers.

Mo xuanyu: wow!

X: I ate all their food.

Luo: lol.

X: just broke in and gobbled it up.

Chuan: don't worry. We had defended the empire.

We hardly slack off.

Xue yang: good! Or I'll rip your tails off.

Chuan: hahahaha, I know you're joking!

Yi: omg ! Why are some of the emperor's hulijings hanging from the roof.

Mo xuanyu: had too much alcohol, lol.

Xue yang: when is Lan lips coming?

Mo xuanyu: I don't know.

Xue yang: ugh. Tardy Lan lips. Doesn't he know that it's improper to keep his emperor of a boyfriend waiting.

Mo xuanyu: ahahahaha, you're right. I guess Lan lips will come tomorrow.

Xue yang: yea. And Jiggy has to complete his mischief so.

Mo xuanyu: mhm. Team dimple is so fun.

Xue yang: *eating* agreed!

~~~~

One the other side, they arrived at Qinghe, and Yao was greeted by some of his hulijing associates.

X: Huangdi.

Yao: *smile* hi guys!

X: I'm sorry about the invasion, lol.

Yao: don't worry, my beloved hulijings. Go crazy. But don't make too much of a mess.

X:  yes Bixia.

You always pamper us.

Truly the rarest of all emperors.

Su she: yea, yaoyao is awesome!

He knows the nature of us lowly hulijings, despite him being on a superior level than us.

Yao: guys you're not lowly. Don't ever say that.

Fuying.

Fuying: yes Huangdi.

Yao: possess one of those Nie members. So that I can feel more at home.

Fuying: as you wish.

Yao: and can someone make sure that our date isn't interrupted.

X: will do, Huangdi.

Su she: enjoy, Yaoyao.

Yao: thank you. And enjoy your party.

Su she: thanks. Be safe Huangdi. I'll come back later, to get you.

Yao: great.

Su she: bye.

Yao: *turns into his full fox form, then snuck into the unclean realm.

(Nieyao's date will be in the next chapter.)

~~

An hour later, at the Jing Manor 📍

Mo xuanyu: *laughing* why is everything spinning?

Xue yang: what happened to you?! We had just finished 6 jars of liquor. You get drunk so fast?

Mo xuanyu: shhhh. I'm. Simply.....not drunk...who told you that?

I'm just fabulous.

Xue yang: ahahahaha.

Fabulous?

Mo xuanyu: yup.

Su she: *drinking* 7th one completed!

Xue yang: good job! Are you feeling to throw up?! *grin*

Su she: well I am tasting the mushrooms and noodles. But I'm going to keep my food down!

Xue yang: good! We can't vomit all over boss's floor.

Chuan: I have finished my 11th jar!

Xue yang: naughty!

Su she: watch about you, Yi?

Yi: I abstain from alcohol. For Bixia.

Su she: *hiccup* oh.

Mo xuanyu: speaking of Yao gege. How much do you guys rate him? From 1-10.

Xue yang: 100000. The man is just hot.

Mo xuanyu: He's fab. I would give him am infinity.

Su she: same.

Chou: yes he's stunning!

Chuan: let's toast to our hot emperor.

Feng: him and his imperial dimples.

We don't stand a chance in front of him.

Mo xuanyu: if he was here, I would have kissed him so passionately.

And then throw up in the corner cuz I'm a simp and simply can't handle the heat.

Xue yang: did you just admit that you're a simp. *laughing*

Mo xuanyu: yup. I'm a simp. Are you jealous!

Now where's my alcohol?

Su she: no more fot you! You're already drunk!

Mo xuanyu: I'm perfectly fine!

Su she: how much fingers am I holding up?

Mo xuanyu: t...ten?? I'm not a mathematician, Minshan!

I will tell Yao gege that you two are bullying me

Xue yang: me?? It was Su she.

Su she: when did I bully him?!

Xue yang: well it can't be Lan lips. Because Lan lips isn't here.

Su she: what does this have to do with Lan lips.

Mo xuanyu: darn Lan lips. Keeps stealing my Yao gege.

Xue yang: let's get rid of him!

And have Jiggy to ourselves.

Su she: then yaoyao will be upset with us for hurting the Lan.

Xue yang: *sighs* yea.

Su she: Why does he have to be hot and adorable?

Xue yang: I don't really know.

~~~

Later that night, xichen tries to sneak in,  dressed as an eunuch.

But infortunately he got captured by three hulijings, Hou, Yi and Xiying.

Yi: who are you?!! And how dare you trespass into our Huangdi's place!

Xiying: foreign eunuch?!! *ties him up immediately, with guqin strings*

Xichen: I want to see A-Yao. Can I see him please!

Hou: Huangdi! Have some respect!

Xichen: I want to see A-Yao Huangdi.

Yi: you never learn, don't you?!

Xiying: *steals his money* Huangdi isn't here at the moment.

Xichen: then I'll wait.

Hou: noo, we're going to report you to the Dimple council. Intruders must be reported.

Xichen: the what?

Hou: the dimple council. It's henchmen lingo for Huangdi's closest associates.

Xiying: the elite.

Xichen: ooo teach me some more henchman lingo.

Yi: ok. Huangdi is referred to as the boss.  His Manor is boss's place.

The hair that we collect from grooming is called imperial fluff.

Xichen: awwww that's so cute. And his tail is maybe called his floof.

Yi: right!

Hou: then most of our tasks are called operation dimple.

Xichen: can't this get any cuter!!

Xiying: mysterious eunuch guy, do you still want your money back?

I was just teasing you. Bixia gives us a high salary already.

He's very rich.

Xichen: I know that my A-Yao is affluent.

Yi: so you came to rob him?

Xichen: no no. He actually stole from me!

Hou: how dare you accuse the emperor.

Xichen: noo. I mean he stole My heart!

Yi: dimple council for you!

Hou: but aren't they drunk now?

Xiying: lol. That would be entertaining.

Xichen: anyways you can keep the money. Because you work for A-Yao.

Xichen: and know the dimple council. It's made up of that gremlin xue yang. That Lan traitor and mo xuanyu.

Xiying: Official Xue Gongzi, the Misty Spell Master and Odficial Mo Gongzi. Yes.

Yi: ew why is he so informal. He knows too much.

Hou: what if he's Zewu Jun?

Xichen: shhh.

Yi: how can Zewu Jun be dressed as an eunuch?!!

~moments later~

Hou: we got an Intruder!

Xue yang: *leaps and ties him up with a curtain. Then pushed him in the center of the room*  Done.

Yi: good that official Xue is the only sober one.

Su she:  *half drunk* what is Lan zhan doing here!!

Mo xunayu: *laughing* look at his little eunuch attire. Hahaha!!

Xichen: can you untie me!! I want to wait for A-Yao.

Xue yang: this dude have simps all over. Even the eunuchs?

Su she:  Lan zhan what do you want with my Bixia!

Xichen: I'm not Wangji. It's me, Xichen!

Xue yang: Lan lips isn't an eunuch, lol.

Mo xuanyu: who cares if it's Lan lips or not. *hugs xichen* he's still handsome.

Mo xuanyu: *looks up* don't get too full of yourself. I said that you're handsome. Yao gege is still my type, and I'm in love with him.

Xichen: well that's the harem. And I'm ok with it

Yi: we don't even know you!!

Xue yang: wait. But he does look like Lan lips. Omg.

Su she: no. He looks like Lan zhan! Now throw him out!

Xue yang: na. Hou, you know what to do.

Hou: hulijings! Circle formation.

Group of hulijings: *turn into full fox form, then began to run around a  captured Xichen.*

Xichen: I'm telling the truth. I'm Xichen. *sobs* and I'm in love with the hulijing emperor.

Mo xuanyu: well let's wait for him.

Xichen: yay!!

Su she: going to get him in the next half hour.

~~ to be continued.

@verycatbluebird

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

A wet dream between Jalvenus and Blitzø, please? 🤭

((Hello again anon. Let me see, another wet dream with Jalvenus and Blitzo? I think I can try to write something. Just hold on please.))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

Blitzo was snoring slightly in his office, taking a break from his 'work' already leaning back against his chair with his arms relaxed. This was nice to get some rest and sleep for the time being. However, this was a while ago. Now, his face was flushed pink, his tail swaying left and right. Seems the naughty imp daddy was dreaming about something..or someone.

~~~~~~~~~~

"Your so cute like this. So wet and tight. I always figure using these 'toys' would help." He smiled pushing a big one into Jalvenus who was shaking from the vibrations and how big it was.

"C..come on please don't! It's already too sensitive!! Please l..let me g..goooo ahhhhhh!!" he twitches feeling the toy pushing in deeper that he came again shaking. Blitzo smiled seeing it drenched again. He loves seeing him this out but keeps the prince close.

"Awww but your doing so good. Your taking it so well even if you came again." Blitzo smiled that he pushes it in again to hear him whimper. "Or maybe you wish for something more? Or the real deal?" he shows himself off but Jalvenus blushes to feel Blitzo kissing his neck.

"Mmmmmmm...."

"See? Even under me your shivering...you love this but it's gonna get better." He whispered against him and yet he keeps going to still pushing the toy in and pulling it out. It leaves the prince twitching and cumming again to Blitzo stopping.

"Again? Naughty little thing aren't you?" he chuckled but feels Jalvenus shaking to hold him.

"N..No more please..j..just put it in. I..I can't....please.." he whines but Blitzo knew he means him. With a kiss, Blitzo gets over him while grinding his hips as he gasps.

"Blitzoooo.."

"Shhhhh, you'll get it..just relax.." He adjusted his hips looking down at him, already having his hot length rubbing against him. But as he was about to push into him....

~~~~~~~

Blitzo wakes up but blinks twice to see his office. He groans to stretch but felt hard to look down. Thinking a bit, he sighs. "Damn, now I'm excited...I need to find that cutie again and soon.." he sighed but smiled.