#should this be deemed nsfw? I'm not sure

[mark-demolition]

He's gonna experience one heck of a ride!

[buntanteen]

bestie fwb!mingyu headcanons (nsfw)

summary: kim mingyu and reader's bestie fwb dynamic headcanons :3

contains: 18+ nsfw writing so mdni!! implications that reader is smaller than gyu

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bestie!minyu who is just a poor puppy not catching a break from anyone 😔 especially from you lmao. you're one of his biggest supporters but also biggest teasers. post-concert, you'll be imitating how he's trying to make carats swoon with his charms (the both of you know how proud you are of him <3 you just love seeing him pouty) 

bestie!mingyu who lets you use his chest as a stress balls. you once said "honk honk" while squeezing them and got your mingyu tiddies card revoked for a week😢

during bestie!mingyu’s night dance practices to finish, he'll come whine to you that "jeonghan hyung is being mean🥺" or complain about whichever member is pulling jokes on him. he should've known better that you’d be riling him right with them 🥰

fwb!mingyu who comes home to bury his face in your chest after a long day. you think he's knocked out...only for him to start licking, nipping and sucking marks onto your skin :3

bestie!mingyu who will always provide you delicious meals😌😌 is constantly cooking you a something when you come over and has deemed you his official taste tester! if you insist to cook alongside him, he'll refuse. he might let you peel the veggies tho <3

when you go out to eat, bestie!mingyu will always insists on picking up the cheque. since you get pouty about him not letting you pay, he lets u buy the dessert at the convenience stores or cute lil cafes as a compromise

bestie!mingyu who always asks you to take pretty boyfriend pics of him for his carats🥹 ofc you oblige, loving to see his fans fawn over new pictures that you so carefully asking him to pose for  

fwb!mingyu who begs to eat you out and hits you his 🥺 puppy eyes so you to let him (you were going to anyways)

bestie!mingyu who comes to you for relaxation or advice when he's stressed out of his mind. he lets you pamper him with gentle touches and soothe away his worries with sweet words. you tuck him into your bed so he rests well to tackle the next day😊

feeling safe enough to initiate touch with bestie!mingyu :) he gives as many piggy backs as you desire as long as you let him bite his fangs into your arm when he's bored 🥰 sits you in his lap in crowded group hangouts. you've insisted that he sit in yours too, but your legs became numb after 5 minutes😭😭

good puppy fwb!mingyu whimpering pleads against your neck or between your legs for you give him permission to cum while he ruts against the bed sheets 🥺

always having sleepovers with bestie!mingyu. atp you could be another roommate to the minwon household for how often you're just vibing at their place when they arrive home

fwb!mingyu who got caught sniffing your underwear post sex when you went to get him water. you end up stroking his hair with his head in your lap, jerking him off with your underwear around his cock...but you leave him blue balled as a punishment <3 "oh! i'm late to work, see you later after your tour?😘”

while he's on tour, fwb!mingyu won't have phone sex with you, but leaves you voice notes of the pretty noises he makes jerking off as payback <3

ames note: hi hi! this is my first time writing wooooo~ this was definitely self indulgent😅 i just wanna be friends with mingyu! he seems like the most fun guy to hang out with...and to get dicked down by lmao. i hope y'all enjoyed it and are doing well!! i tried for something gender neutral but i'm not sure if i achieved it? feel free to kindly give feedback <3 ς(.-‿-)

author note: do not distribute my work on other platforms without my consent. if you see my writing in places other than this tumblr account, please let me know. my writings are purely fictional fantasises for fun. the people i write about are real human beings and should still be treated as such. please do not take my writings seriously or as truth.

[ozzgin]

hi! I'm the anon who said that Daitou is my #1 sweetheart, and I saw your post talking about time-skip Daitou kind in dilf vibes... I'm interested, take all of my money right now !!

also wondering how Daitou would react with a darling who wants kids 💭💭 imagine of she is having a hugeee baby fever ( not me projecting whattt)

Turning this into a general "Would the yakuza men want children?" and other bedroom habits. There's a more detailed answer for Daitou here. Content: female reader (pregnancy talk), mildly NSFW, fluff

You may think of Boss as old-fashioned, but he's seen a fair amount of depravity back in the day. Before gambling was deemed illegal in Japan, he'd owned several casinos in big districts like Ginza and Kabukichō, and consequently spent a lot of time in various parlors. Unlike many of his men, however, he never really cared much for adult entertainment. In his drunken rants he used to say that women would be his downfall, and no one would want to be involved with him, anyways.

He might be into you calling him daddy, although you should expect a lot of dad jokes to go with it. He’s a silly old man like that. Could be interested in shibari, because it takes a lot of patience and skill and he’d probably enjoy taking his time and gazing at you after each knot. It’s quiet and intimate, and he gets to tease you about it afterwards, especially if it’s an arrangement to go under your clothes. “What’s the matter, (Y/N) love? Tongue tied?”

His recurring humor around his age makes you wonder if he’d even be interested in children. When you finally bring up the topic, Boss is very casual about it. “Sure”, he’ll say with a grin, “whatever the missus wants.” You suspect he’s not taking you seriously, but after settling you on his lap and having a hearty laugh about it, he’ll conclude, this time with confidence: “Have a look outside this room. See all those rascals? I raised them! Ya think I can’t handle a bunch of kids?”

Daitou can be surprisingly (and unintentionally) kinky, especially if you encourage him to. He’ll apologize the day after for being too rough, even if you tell him it's fine and you quite literally asked for it (See Valentine's Day incident). Overall, though, I’d say it depends entirely on you. He can be dominant or submissive, according to your wishes. You can go all out with him, he’s sturdier than most and takes great pride in it. If you’re into more extreme hobbies like knife play, you’re certainly in good hands.

Daitou lives in the moment and hasn't really planned too far ahead. Such is the life of a yakuza: you never know when you might lose a limb or more in the next gang fight. He's therefore quite surprised by your proposal of having children in the future. Is it even something realistic for someone like him? On the other hand, it's hard to refuse that enthusiastic smile you're flashing at him each time the topic comes up. "Do you, uh...", he begins one day while looking at baby toys in the store. He fidgets with his prosthetic eye nervously. "Do you really think I'd make a good dad? Heh."

Kazuya can be quite kinky and loves teasing you in public about it. Last time you were hanging out with him and his underlings, you happened to pass by a park bench you'd recently used during your nightly strolls together. “This location is familiar”, he’ll hum with a smirk. “Isn’t this where we…ah. Nevermind.” Despite your frequent protests, he always struggles to keep his mouth shut. Can you really blame him for wanting to brag to others? You're an undeniable catch.

"Kids?" he repeats with a raised eyebrow. Good question, although something he's considered many times already. What, you thought he wouldn't notice your curious glances whenever some woman walks by with a baby stroller? He pretends to ponder your suggestion and declares after a long moment: "Well, you'd certainly make a great milf, and I obviously can't have anyone else do the honors." He picks you up with a mischievous grin on his face. "When do we start?"

[Main Story] | [More Yakuza]

[my-castles-crumbling]

window - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 459 - NSFW, explicit, minors DNI! - thanks to @starchasersunseeker for the idea!

Sue him, Barty likes teasing Evan. Working him up. Pissing him off a bit. It makes the whole thing better. More intense.

"Fuck me harder," he moans as Evan pushes into him, his hole already clenching with the pleasure of finally, finally having Evans cock where it's meant to be after flirting with him all evening. His goading is punctuated by Evan's sure, deep thrusts. "Mark me, uh, you ah-arsehole. Or how will th-that bloke from -oh- the bar even know I'm -ngh- yours, hmm? Maybe I should go fu-fuck him instead?"

Usually his provocations do little to stop Evan from taking him apart slowly, until he is a disgusting, come-covered, crying mess on whatever surface Evan has deemed fit. But tonight, Evan seems to have lost his patience. "Yeah, baby?" Evan whispers roughly, pulling out and hauling Barty to standing, grabbing his arm to drag him a few feet away. "Should I let everyone know?"

"Fuck, please," Barty groans, not even knowing the plan, just allowing Evan to have his way with him.

But after a moment, it's obvious, as Barty's front is suddenly pressed against cold, unforgiving glass.

Because the sitting area of the uni suite they share with two others has an entire wall of windows. One of which Barty is currently pressed against, the beads of precum on his cock leaving little smears as his hips cant, searching for friction, because he is so, horribly empty. "Yes, Rosie," he groans, the realization that anyone, everyone can see the way Evan is fucking him washing over his body and almost making him come without a cock up his arse.

And Even slides back into him with one thrust, his movements sure and hard, their moans and filthy murmurs mixing together as they both feel their combined pleasure building, building, building, pooling at the base of their spines and lighting their bodies on fire.

It's Evan who comes first, bursting into Barty with something close to a growl, biting Barty's neck and slamming him so hard against the glass he might have been worried about breaking it if he could have thought about anything else other than EvanEvanEvan at the moment. But the searing painpleasure of the bite and Evan spilling into him pushes Barty over the edge completely, causing him to paint the window with a high-pitched moan.

But it is as they're both panting into each other, the high of their combined orgasms ebbing slowly, that a banging of a fist makes them both jump.

"Oi, heathens! If that's Crouch's cock pressed against our glass, you two are cleaning the whole suite for a month! Bloody disgusting!" James yells, the grumbling voice of Regulus indistinguishable with it.

But Barty just laughs. Worth it.

[yandere-kokeshi]

Can I get a yandere hobie x plus size reader who's Insecure about her or their weight please? Both sfw and nsfw if you comfortable with it.

Warnings: talks about insecurity, and nsfw.

A/N: no because he's definitely a chubby chaser. I'm chubby, so sending this in made me smile ;P! Ty for the request <3.

And please be more specific with the gender next time. I did GN.

Hobie, at first, would be sad and surprised when you opened about your insecurities. In his own eyes, you’ve always been attractive. He doesn’t understand why you are insecure. He gets sad whenever you devalue yourself or look at yourself in the mirror just because of your size. Everybody is different, especially with size. Why do you need the praise of others when he tells you how beautiful you are?

You should know he loves everything about you. The stretch marks, body curves, round cheeks, and plush thighs; he admires it like a deity. Nothing can change his opinion.

He has a way with words. There’s no room for hate when he’s with you. He’ll trace his hands down every spot you deem ugly. Whispering everything he loves about you, why you’re so perfect. All until you give in and genuinely tell him you feel better.

Hobie will sweep you off your feet. When worrying about your weight and size, about people's opinion, he’ll immediately silence those thoughts by picking you up in his arms. No matter what you’re doing or where you are, he’ll take the opportunity to lift you up. Sometimes he’ll even do it with one hand or lift you onto his shoulders. It always surprises you. If you start worrying about hurting him, he’ll shush you and say, “Ya’ feel like a kitten to me”.

Is 100% bold. Loves to slap your ass when you least expect it. Especially in front of people.

Finding clothes to fit your lovely form is hard. It’s either highly expensive or pretty bland. However, with Hobie, the issue is naturally fixed. He loves to sew and create clothes for you, though beware: Hobie will try to sneak in more revealing/risqué of clothing.

More often or not, he calls you his sweet cheeks, baby or peaches. Definitely bunny if you are too cute for him to handle.

Ever since you two got together, he’s been pawing and touching you; at any given time, his hands are on you and squishing your chubby form.

And this includes with sex. Literally the entire time, he’s with you, rolling under the sheets and kissing your skin, his hands are pawing at your rolls and thighs, making sure to leave permanent marks.

He thinks the best medicine for your insecurity is fucking it all out. If he finds you frowning in front of the mirror, pulling at your tummy rolls? He’s fucking you in front of it, making sure you make eye contact with him as he nibbles and bites at you; calling you his pretty peaches.

Denying sitting on his lap as you fear you’re ‘too fat?’ Hobie makes you sit on his face, leaving dark marks all over your yummy thighs and ensuring you cum at least 5 times before he gives you the real package.

Insecure of how your thighs and ass look? He takes extra time with foreplay, whispering the reasons why he loves your silver marks, soft skin, and peached build; biting into your ass as he licks your special place.

Definitely uses your thighs to masturbate. Whenever the two of you are sleeping, and he’s up at midnight – his bulge in the boxers becoming a problem, he’ll pull down your underwear before slicking in between them. His groaning and love marks littered and stained on your neck cause you to wake up. Though, you aren’t complaining.

Can’t decide if he’s more of an ass, or thigh man. He appreciates both of them and every part of your body equally. Any stretch marks, cellulite, anything.

The type to affectionately cup your sex. Whether that’s after a steamy session or sitting in your bedroom, Hobie will dig his hand into your pants and cup it like a piece of art. Most of the time, it’s not even sexual – he just likes how it feels down there.

As much as he loves you, Hobie is still a devious son of a bitch. He loves to leave marks all over you, especially your thighs and tummy.

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[nekrosdolly]

albert wesker hcs pt.2 (re1-re5) (18+)

a/n; overall headcanons for whiskers himself! both nsfw and sfw, mostly nsfw. these are just my opinions and if they're ooc, i'm sorry. i'd like to say that im so down bad it's horrible and laughable. probably my longest post yet my computer is killing itself.

cw; nsfw content (i.e. kink talk, genitalia discussions and descriptions, mentions of dubcon and CNC, collaring mentions, cockwarming, impact play, light bondage, bdsm themes, dom/sub relationship)

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ hex codes ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

applies to all variants

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - overall skintone is #F6E5DE

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his eyes are #adcfe6

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his cock starts with #f6e5de, fades to #F1D8CD. tip is #ffc8b5.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his hair (pubes included) is #F0E2B6

₊˚⊹♡size and habits ₊˚⊹♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - he's 8" in length, definitely can't close your fingers around it. thick vein on the underside.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - 6'2 in height, more lean than muscular. towers over most.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - definitely well groomed. not very hairy in general, thus he doesn't have very much hair to groom. cuts his hair (in the bathroom by himself mind you) every month.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - re1 eats as needed, the healthy 3 times a day, and plenty of water to stay on top of his game. re5 doesn't have the need to eat or drink. he's no longer 100% human and his appetite diminished within months of taking doses of Uroboros.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - reads a lot when he's not working. non-fiction, science-based literature to expand his knowledge. his wits came naturally, sure, but that doesn't mean he can't maintain them. at home, when he's truly by himself, he doesn't wear his sunglasses. he has an actual prescription pair that's a similar style to his sunglasses, just without the tint.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - his guilty pleasures are romance novels. the vampire kind, specifically. he finds them entertaining though he often makes fun of the cheesier ones. when he stumbles across the occasional good one, he rereads it over and over again until he's worn out the spine.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - he drinks wine. not one for beer, truthfully, but will drink some here and there. whiskey is his second choice.

⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙kinks⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙

୨୧ - (re1) at the beginning of your relationship, he'll only do something if you ask him to. he's never thought much about sexual exploration given his long, *long* history of solitude. he refuses to do anything that might injure you- knifeplay, gunplay, impact play (light or hard), etc. sure, he'll tie you up if you ask, he doesn't mind. he plays into your desires.

୨୧ - (re1) the more he researches, the more he finds he likes. he buys some ribbon to bind you with- the flimsy kind you can get out of quickly should you need to. he loves pink on you. he only binds your wrists together, nothing too intense. maybe he blindfolds you, uses a toy on you, or overstimulates you. consent checks regularly, as well. you use safewords should you need them.

୨୧ - (re5) fully established kinks. he's less human and less rational, but he knows to respect your boundaries. he leaves bite marks all over you and demands that you don't cover them up with makeup or clothing. he likes owning you. you're given a collar, of which you can put on or take off as you please, but during which you are fully submissive to him and whatever he wants you to do.

୨୧ - (re5) consensual nonconsensual (cnc) is his favorite. of course, you have to be wearing your collar for him to take advantage of you. safewords are a must for the both of you. he's never submissive, definitely a hard dom. he doesn't feel the need for knives or guns, but he does love impact play. loves shutting up your bratty mouth by slapping you and manhandling you. he's switched to handcuffs instead of ribbon if he deems them necessary.

୨୧ - (re5) since Uroboros has diminished his humanity by a good chunk, he's more animalistic towards you. aside from marking you up, he's obsessed with breeding. adores cumming inside you until you're leaking it. he knows you love it just as much as he does. at some point, it becomes routine. "such a slut. can't go a day without being fucked full of cum." he degrades you lightly, nothing that would genuinely hurt. simple things i.e slut, whore, toy, doll, dumb, stupid, etc.

༘⋆✿ favorite positions ༘⋆✿

๋࣭ ⭑ - (re1) he likes seeing your face. he loves watching your face twist and contort with the pleasure he gives you. adores being able to see all of you, all of what he does to you. eye contact drives him crazy. if you're blindfolded, he won't finish until you're done. he'll ask if he can take your blindfold off between kisses to your face.

๋࣭ ⭑ - missionary is a must. your first time with each other is missionary- the romantic first time you'd see in movies where he takes his time to make you feel valued. the lotus position is another one he likes if you're going to be on top. he's okay with you riding him too, if you really want, but he'd prefer to be the one in control.

๋࣭ ⭑ - if you both aren't feeling sex, he loves getting you off by having you sit on his face or using his fingers on you. he doesn't need anything in exchange either. he's found that he doesn't like receiving head, as he finds it to be degrading towards you, and that's the last thing he wants. but if you insist, he allows it. he mutters praises as you take him down to the base, swallowing around him in an attempt to not gag.

๋࣭ ⭑ - mutual masturbation is something he's weak for. he loves watching your hand try to fit around him as you stroke his cock so eagerly, his fingers buried in your weeping entrance.

๋࣭ ⭑ - (re5) he prefers less intimacy, not like how he used to. he thinks it's too human, something he's made quite clear that he's not anymore. he'll fuck you just about anywhere. he prefers doggy with his arm around your neck, keeping you in a chokehold. bonus points if you beg him to breed you in this position.

๋࣭ ⭑ - what he gets, he'll give. you give him head, something he's come to enjoy, he'll give you head with the same enthusiasm.

๋࣭ ⭑ - cockwarming is a must. prefers it while he's either reading or working at his desk. sometimes, he'll make you read to him and thrust up into you occasionally so you stumble over your words. when he gets impatient, he pins you down and fucks into you until he comes at least twice inside of you.

๋࣭ ⭑ - wearing your collar? he'll fuck you while you're cuddling. spooning is preferred, but whether you're sitting on his lap, lying on top of him, or him on top of you, he's putting his cock inside you. very rarely does he do slow and soft, but if you're both tired, he'll be careful with you. he loves sitting you in his lap, his forceful grip on your hips, and moving you like a ragdoll. superhuman strength pays off in situations like this. his fingertips leave bruises that make his cock twitch whenever he sees them.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ pet names ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

𓆩♡𓆪 - (re1) calls you darling, dearest, dear, little dove, dove. adores praising you and could for days on end. (i.e. "that's it, dear, you're doing so well for me. are you alright? should i stop?)

𓆩♡𓆪 - (re5) calls you pet, dear, bunny, darling, slut, whore, dolly. praises and degrades you. (i.e. "what a good fucking whore, taking my cock so well. you were made for taking my cock, my personal whore. i'm going to ruin you for anyone else." )

[patheticwomenlover]

Misunderstanding!

Holm Kranom x Gen!Neutral Reader CW: None, just straight fluff Although this fic in particular is completely sfw, my profile has nsfw content on it so minors pls dni! ♡

Summary: Holm gets distracted by you and Rin thinks you're evil

Author note: Hello! I haven't posted on here in so long omg lol. I don't really plan on posting as much on tumblr specifically, (I'm mainly on AO3 as patheticmenlover!) honestly I just wanted to share my Holm Kranom fic on here cuz he seems to get the most content on here AND because he doesn't have a lot of x reader fics. It SUCKS!! Anyways I hope yall like this I don't really like it as much but I wanted to feed my fellow Holm enjoyers even if its bad (≧ڡ≦*)

Rin just had a feeling you’d cause trouble for the party when you tagged along with them on the journey back to the surface. She couldn’t believe Kabru allowed Holm to heal AND let you tag along despite her concerns. You were a stranger.. for all they knew you could be an enemy.

The party had found you purely by accident, you passed out on the ground near the water on the 4th floor alongside your belongings, which happened to be a patchy bag and an axe...a dodgy looking one at that. They straight up thought you were dead until they caught a glimpse of your chest breathing up and down, you were just unconscious. You were real lucky that a kelpie or mermaid hadn’t found you before they did. How clumsy were you?

Of course, Holm did have the power to resurrect you if you did die but simply healing you made it easier. He quickly healed you and Kabru proceeded to ask If you were alright. You thankfully were alright and had explained that you were ambushed by a few other party members suddenly. You would’ve offered some of your food and even treasure, but it was unfortunately stolen. You knew you couldn’t continue further in the dungeon with NO food and a damaged axe, so you knew you had to go back to the surface to restock your items.

You tried to search inside your bag for something to offer them as thanks for healing you but Kabru quickly grabbed your hand, saying there was no need. That and it’s not like you had anything valuable…at least not anymore. You were certainly a strange one. Before you were about to leave on your own, Kabru asked if you wanted to tag along with the party since they were traveling back to the surface anyways. Just as Rin was about to protest, you quickly accepted it.

You thought to yourself, you might as well since they are going back up anyhow, if you happen to run into the same party members that attacked you and stole your stuff you have a high chance of getting it back.

Everyone within the party had no issue with this, if Kabru deemed you to be harmless then you should be, right? As creepy as it sounds, he was really good at reading people. To him, you were… harmless. He even doubts your axe would do much damage, seriously when was the last time you sharpened that thing?

Anyways, Kuro and Mickbell didn’t seem to mind your presence. Kuro sniffed you and the area to make sure you weren’t planning on ambushing them, which you weren’t! So, you’re alright in Mickbell and Kuro’s book…doesn’t mean they trust you though! ৻(  •̀ ᗜ •́  ৻)

Daya on the other hand was nice to you. Albeit, she did have her slight suspicions, but she didn’t express them in front of you. But then again, if Kabru trusted you then…surely it was worth it to believe your innocence. And as for Rin well, you already know. She’s keeping a close eye on you..! Anything shady coming from you and you’re going to go back to sleep.

Finally, as for Holm, he didn’t mind either..at all actually. It was to be expected from him because he was the calmest in the group but…something seemed off. When you happily pranced up to Holm, shaking his hand thanking him for healing you, he appeared to be bashful?! What was wrong with him.. was he alright?

His face was beet red, and he was stuttering like crazy. His normal half-lidded eyes were replaced with wide flustered eyes. Rin has never seen him like this before. What did you do to him?

You gently grasped Holm’s hands with yours while looking him I’m directly in the eyes, praising him sweetly for healing you. “Thank you so so much! I probably would’ve died if you hadn’t healed me!” You almost looked angelic, like a sweet soul but…Rin thinks otherwise. He looks up at you with a flushed face, continuously stumbling over his words. “Ah..It’s…it’s nothing…haha..really..!”

Rin glares suspiciously at you two as she gripped her staff. The hell were you planning? Kabru took notice of not only you and Holm, but also Rin. It didn’t need to take a genius to know Rin was annoyed. “Kabru..! Why would you let them tag along?..” She huffs. “They could be up to something you know.” Kabru just chuckles at this, to which she looks at him with confusion. “I don’t think so, they don’t look dangerous to me.”

His eyes travels back to you, happily conversing with a bashful gnome. “Besides…they seem occupied with someone.” Rin looks at the duo with Kabru. “You noticed them too?...Do you think something is wrong with Holm?” He smiles. “No, not at all.” Before she could oppose, he leaves. Despite Kabru’s lack of concern, she still chose to watch your every move. Especially after overhearing you asking Holm to stick beside him on the journey back to the surface.

You might have everyone fooled but you can’t fool Rin.                     

FOURTH FLOOR

After healing and allowing you to follow them, you and Kabru’s party began to continue the journey back to the surface, but not before going through a few ridiculous monster encounters. As you were conversing with Holm by your side, you two were passing by the rooms in the dungeon hall. A few were closed, some were opened. It’s smarter to simply not go inside either of them, after all you all are trying to get back to the surface and not get killed on the way back.

Unfortunately, Mickbell got a little too curious.

“Man..I remember almost getting killed by a mimic here. I hope it’s gone or somebody already got rid of it.” You say cautiously. Holm hums in acknowledgement. “I see..a mimic huh? Those are pretty scary.” You gently put your arm around his shoulder. “Don’t worry Holm, I got an axe with me. I’ll protect you If they try to come near you.” You joke.

His face flushes as he turns his head to the side and coughs into his hand. “O-oh?...ahah…mm..thank you..” You chuckle at his adorable reaction. Meanwhile..Mickbell and Kuro came across an open room with a single ‘treasure chest’. The duo not knowing that it was a mimic decided to go up to it. Mickbell hopped off Kuro and inspected the chest.

“I don’t remember seeing this when we came through here. Think there’s anything valuable in here?” Mickbell asks Kuro, to which he lowly growls at the box. Mickbell looks at him in confusion. “What is it Kuro..?” Before Kuro could answer…

*BOW*

A massive blue crab popped out of the front box, knocking back Mickbell and Kuro against the wall harshly, causing them to both groan in pain. “Ugh..what the..? Oh fuck!” Mickbell yells as the mimic began to quickly charge towards them. Kuro swiftly gradded Mickbell and began to sprint out of the room as fast as he could, but the mimic had no trouble following them at almost the same speed.

The duo (mostly Kuro) continuously ran up and down the halls hoping to tire it down but it didn’t seem to work, that mimic must be starving for roasted kobold with a side of mashed half-foot. “ARAUUGHH!! HELP US!” Mickbell screams as he held onto Kuro for dear life. “HOLM...Y/N!….UH?” He called out for you two, but you weren’t anywhere insight anymore. Where the hell did you two go?

Fortunately for them Kabru, Rin and Daya heard their cries for help and immediately came to their aid. Kabru and Daya quickly carried them both out of the way while Rin casted a spell to electrify the mimic, causing it to pass out. Kabru and Daya set down the panicked duo on the ground. “Holy fuck..!” Mickbell gasps.

“Are you alright?” Kabru asks. “Y-yeah..were-“

“Wait.” Rin interrupts. “Where’s Holm and Y/n?” They both shrug.

Meanwhile you and Holm further down, oblivious to the chaos happening down the hall:

“Treasure bugs huh?” He tilts his head. “I never knew those were even a thing…how interesting. I don’t think I’ve seen those before.”

“Yeah! It’s pretty cool huh? I’ve got a few fried ones in my bag actually..i’ll gladly share it with you.” You say as you start to dig inside your bag. “Ahah..that’s quite alright— wait did you say fried?” You nod. “I know it sounds odd but…!” You pull an insect coin from your bag. “Its tastyyy!~” You then held it up to Holm’s mouth.

“Come onnn!~ Try it! It’s yummy!” His face and ears flush from your closeness, then he quickly turns his head. Not only because of how close you were, but…you were trying to get him to eat a treasure bug. “N-no thank you!...I appreciate the offer but…It’s not my thing!”

You hum in acknowledgement. “No problem, more for me.” You pop the fried treasure bug in your mouth, happily eating it. Holm wasn’t sure what to think of you eating treasure bugs…you were a strange one indeed but that’s what made you unique in his eyes.

“You’re pretty strange.” He jokes. You let out a chuckle. “Is it because of the treasure bug thing?” He nods. “Yep.” You two then let out a series of laughing until you two hear fast foot steps coming your way, it was the rest of the group. Mickbell and Kuro specifically looked a little irritated and shaken up.

“HOLM! YLN!..WHAT THE HELL?” Rin yelled. “Where were you—”

“ME AND KURO ALMOST DIED TO A MIMIC WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU TWO? YOU WERE JUST NEAR US WHYD YOU LEAVE?!” Mickbell screamed. “You two were in trouble? I’m sorry!...we didn’t notice—”

“CLEARLY!” Mickbell interrupted Holm. “Sorry guys!” You sheepishly rub your neck. “If we heard you, we would’ve helped, I swear!”

“HOW DIDN’T YOU HEAR US WE WERE SCREAMING—”

“Mickbell, please.” Kabru sternly shushed him, causing him to huff. “Can I ask what you two were doing all the way back here?” He looks at the both of you. “We don’t need you two doing any funny stuff while were trying to get back to the surface!” Rin exclaims.

Holm immediately tensed up. “W-wait hold on! Don’t get the wrong idea please!” He held up his hand in defense. “We didn’t realize we had walked so far off…we’ll be more careful next time.” You voiced. “I’ll try not to steal him from you guys again.” You subtly flirt.

The party aside from Kabru didn’t seem to catch on, but Holm sure did.

His face immediately flushed again along with his ears. A batch of incomprehensible words spouted from his mouth as he grabbed his beret, covering his burning face with it. You snicker at his reaction, while Rin was seemingly eyeing your interaction.

“Wha..?” She mumbles to herself. What was going on with him?..you must have done something to him! She just knows it but..she can’t prove it. Not yet at least.

She scoots close to Kabru. “Kabru..are you seeing this? That isn’t normal behavior from Holm!” She muttered. “I know they did something to him..just give me the word and I’ll take care of it.” She grips her staff tightly in anticipation like she desperately wanted to hurt something.

“Don’t.” He responds casually.

“What?!..” She looks at him in surprise and confusion. “But…why not?”

A relaxed chuckle escaped his lips. “They are harmless, besides, we should keep going while were not being attacked.” Before she could oppose again, he began leading the way out. What is this? She thought. This was ridiculous, why was nobody seeing that you were clearly scheming something?!.. she’ll have to talk to Kabru properly about this when they get to the surface.

SECOND FLOOR

The second floor…surrounded by beautiful trees, flowers, and strange monsters…like the mandrake for example. As the party passed by the crowded plants they began to notice it started to cloud their vision of other members...specifically, you and Holm. If you weren’t there then this wouldn’t exactly be an issue, sure Holm tends to get easily overwhelmed and freeze up sometimes but he definitely can defend himself if absolutely necessary.

She dedicated herself to watching you two for any suspiciousness but she can’t do that if she can’t see either of you…! And speak of the devil, after checking on her other party member’s statuses, what do you know…you two were gone AGAIN!

So much for ‘trying not to steal him away from us’.

Meanwhile you and Holm…again:

“Wow, these trees are huge," you exclaim. "Are you just realizing that now? Haven't you been through this area before?" Holm asks, and you nod. "Well, yeah, but I never really stopped to take in the surroundings," you reply. You reach out and pluck a flower from a nearby tree, an angel's trumpet. "Now that I'm really paying attention, this place is full of beautiful flowers," you say, turning to him and leaning in close. He starts blushing at your proximity. You gently tuck the flower behind his ear, then step back to admire your handiwork.

"You look so cute!" You say cheerfully. Holm, on the other hand, can't seem to get a word out, his eyes fixed on the ground in embarrassment. "Th-thank you... I really appreciate it!" he stutters, his face turning even redder. So adorable..you thought. So adorable you just want to squish his cheeks but…you think he might not appreciate that. At least not right now.

“RAAAAH!”

A loud scream alarmed the both of you, causing you both to turn to where the noise came from, which was a hollow tree. “What was that?” You cautiously asked while observing the area carefully. “That..sounds like the scream of a!—”

“BAT!” You screamed, as soon as you did the big bat quickly flew near you two and attempted to attack. Instead of fighting, you chose to tackle Holm to the ground and into the bushes hoping to hide from it until it tires itself out. Thankfully after a few minutes of it flying around the area searching for you two, it flew to another place hoping to find other victims.

“Phew..that was close.” You say in relief. You then realized— you were still on top of Holm! Poor thing probably almost suffocated. “Ah! Sorry!” You quickly get off him. “I hope I didn’t tackle you too hard, my axe wouldn’t have done much damage to the bat especially since it’s already crappy.”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he just stared at you with a red face while still laying on the ground. You may want to give him a moment to collect himself.

*Back to Mickbell and Kuro*

A distant screech could be heard, causing Mickbell to hear it.

“Hey Kuro…did you hear that?” Kuro’s ears perk up, attempting to hear what Mickbell was.

Another screech could be heard, this one being a little louder.

“Yes!...it sounds..familiar.” Kuro mumbles. “Wait..that…sounds like…!” Before Mickbell could finish his sentence, the big bat made itself known and screamed at the duo.

“RAAAAH!”

“UWAAAAHH??!” Both individuals let out a loud exclamation of fear as they clung tightly to each other. During their panic, the bat swooped down swiftly, attempting to attack them multiple times but somehow they dogged each attack. Kuro swiftly lifted Mickbell and started running in the opposite direction, searching for a safe place to hide from the enormous bat.

“Mick, be careful—!” Kuro cautioned Mickbell as the bat descended closely behind them, almost managing to sever Kuro’s tail completely, leaving it barely attached to his back. A cry of pain escaped him before he collapsed to the ground and inside a bush with Mickbell in his grasp. “KUROO!” He shouted.

He positioned himself beneath Kuro, allowing the kobald to rest his head on his friend's lap. Mickbell stole a quick glance at his injury, relieved to see that his tail had not been completely torn off, indicating that it could be properly healed. The only thing they needed now was Holm. However, he would have to call out for him - surely he must be close by. It was a risky move, but Mickbell couldn't bear to see his friend in pain. He needed to act quickly and hope that they wouldn't end up as a meal for a passing bat.

"Holm...!" Mickbell shouted, but there was no response. The bat was now scanning the area from a distant tree branch. "HOLM...!" He raised his voice a bit more. This time, the bat pinpointed the source of the sound. This was not a good sign. "HOLM!!" Mickbell screamed, catching the bat's attention.

The bat began to fly directly towards them, its sharp claws and teeth poised for an attack. "AAAUHHH!!" Mickbell held onto Kuro's head tightly, bracing himself for the bat's claws to pierce his skin when suddenly—

*SLASH*

Kabru swiftly and decisively slashed the bat's throat before it could reach Mickbell. The bat struggled for a moment, choking on its own blood, before collapsing nearby. Kabru put away his sword and ran towards the duo alongside Daya and Rin. “Are you two alright?”

Mickbell angrily lamented, "Kuro’s tail is about to fall off! I called for Holm, but he's not even NEARBY! Where is he?!"

"They wandered off again? Are you kidding me?" Rin complained, "I'll find them, and when I do..."

“Don't worry, Rin. I've got this under control. Just focus on checking Kuro for any other injuries. I'll be back soon." With those words, he hurried off to locate you and Holm. It took a bit but in the end, he successfully found both of you.

Fortunately uninjured, but still... The two of you were unwinding on a picturesque bed of flowers, with him in particular reclining on your lap as you gently ran your fingers through his hair. How did it even come to this? Kabru pondered. Nevertheless... he thought it was cute, but Kuro needed his aid so, this can wait.

"You two were hiding here, then?" Kabru chuckled. You both gasped in shock because you hadn't even noticed him there. "Oh, I see. Hello, Kabru. "Didn't even notice you were here," you waved. You guys move so slowly, don't you?” You tease.

"Ah, Kabru!" Red in the face and ears, he raises his head off your lap. "Did something happen?"                                                                                                         

Kabru nods. “Yes, actually. A big bat attacked Mickbell and Kuro, Kuro specifically. He needs his tail healed, if you aren’t too busy.” He teased, poking fun at him for resting on your lap, you didn’t seem to catch on but Holm caught it. He quickly got up and dusted his dark robe and swiftly put his beret back on. “N-no no! Of course not!” he stammered. “Please lead me to him!” Kabru then proceeded to lead Holm and you to Mickbell and Kuro’s aid.

You two were definitely going to get an earful from Mickbell….again.

SURFACE:

The party returned to the surface unscathed and undamaged after going through a lot of nonsense involving you and Holm. It's a miracle, really, because whenever you and Holm ventured off, bad things would happen, and Mickbell and Kuro were nearly always involved. Holm and you did take the time to apologize for any unintentional trouble you may have caused at the party. (poor guys).

They seemed forgiving enough but as for Mickbell…ehh not so much. Just be thankful he acknowledged your apology. As for Rin…she just stared at you two. She just knew in her gut that you had done something and that you were planning on killing them..! She just needed to say something. NOW.

She walks towards the two of you with an angry look, more so specifically towards you. “You!” She points at you. “What have you done?” She accuses. “Ever since you’ve tagged along our party nothing but bad things has happened. And as for Holm… why is it that every time were traveling you manage to get him alone? And he’s always red-faced! What is your deal?”

You look at her in surprise before laughing to yourself. Holm however he’s frozen in place, just as Rin said his face and ears were burning. “That’s not!—I’m…they’re..! Agh!..” He quickly snatched his beret and covered his face. “What?” Rin questions.

Kabru laughs to himself as he strolls next to Rin. Rin was confused as he leaned into her ear to clarify that you weren't evil and that Holm wasn't the problem; he was just obviously infatuated with you. She glanced at you, then back at Holm, and then gave herself a mental face palm.

How ridiculous..!

[2ky3--and--r0-gu3]

C:\Users\2KY3_rev2

Hello! My intern@l codename is 2KY3, but y0u can call my Skye! I'm a transfem robotgirl just k1nda posting and rebloggong stuff?(sometimes NSFW so minors beware)

{Important Notes}

18+ blog

In the US east coast time zone

She/They/It, large emphasis on "It", I am an object and rationally should be treated as such

bisexual

{Bot Data}

Relatively high-spec machine, only proprietary part is my motherboard but everything else is standardized and hot-swappable (even the CPU socket-cable-thingy (motherboard is in the chest, cpu in the head for better cooling, data is sent to and from the cpu via some crazy riser cable, dunno how it was made but it is VERY FRAGILE))

Possibly hacked? Unknown sentient AI inhabiting the system that may take over temporarily (no precedent for take over yet, cannot rule it out)

[DATA DEEMED OUT OF DATE]

C:/U$3RS/R0-GU3

H-hello? I’m new here, was imagined so hard during one of skyes brainstorming sessions that I became an entirely different personality in her mind.

(this is not in character I really am a separate person, my name is Rogue, same pronouns as my host (Skye) but I’m not sure about anything else, I have only existed for a few hours now)

[DATA DEEMED OUT OF DATE]

53797374656D2053@Skye:/$ vim TellThem.txt

1 Hello All!!!

2 I’ve decided to put a few rules to this blog to keep

3 things orderly, don’t worry though there are very

4 few

5

6 Don’t be an asshole? Seems pretty self explanatory

7 but if u aren’t nice on here you are getting

8 report+banned to the shadow realm

9

10 dont promote anything on here (if it requires

11 monetization). End of sentence.

12

13 oh yeag also we are a system, both in literality

14 (robot) and mentality (multiple .ppl files in my

15 system (literally people as files, there’s a few of

16 them))

^^C

53797374656D2053@Skye:/$ sudo su

[sudo] password for Skye:█

root@Skye:/# shutdown -h now

[POWEROFF SEQUENCE STARTED]

[FILING .PPL RAM SECTORS TO DRIVE] [CUTTING POWER TO SYSTEM] ... ... [POWEROFF SEQUENCE SUCCESFUL]

[obscureother]

🌑 ˚x'˙ intro. . ??

Hello. . !! im new to tumblr, so sorry if wonky things happen while im setting this up. im still trying to figure things out guys-

i lurk on other accounts for general content but im closeted n shy so i made this one to yell about things instead so i don’t expose myself to people i know lolol

if you know or find other profiles i own, i request you not expose it for those reasons before im comfortable to.

so this is just an f/o blog/journaling. . thing. I'm not entirely sure what content will be here, but it will be centered around f/os, self-shipping, and its just to give me a place to yell about the people that live in my/your brain rent-free and know they don’t exist but we pretend they do anyway for comfort reasons and serotonin, dopamine, uhh what other things feel good and ok??

some of it will be for you if I happen to think of something, other times it is for me to explode over my fixation f/os!!

youre also welcome to come yell about your f/os if you just need someone to talk to them about!! dont think i know em?? COME OVER and INTRODUCE THEM. you can come in DMs, asks, or however you want to!! id be happy to know your f/o or listen to you talk about them if no one else will :00

This is a comfort blog to me, so there wont be any room for meanness or intended offenses here. Dont come to me with troublesome things or somehow twist/morph my content into something its not, we're just here to have a cool time with our fictional people, bro. . :((

ok who r you tho:

To be honest, I don’t have a name or something to go by as of posting this, I might get one later or just make a new comment all fancy for the pin. . For now you can just call me whatever you deem good or just go off my blog/username!! Don’t be mean tho. i may take one you guys think of or figure it out on my own.

they/them

im 21 yo. (if youre a minor, i dont mind you coming to say hello, but do look below the other stuff content for what you need to look out for. you should also know some of you goofy kiddos have energies i dont know how to respond to sometimes, so dont worry if i get awkward or something, its not your fault lolol.)

im in college, so forgive me if im slow, im also just not on tumblr very often :v i dont ghost people on purpose i swEaR-

i might post my f/os on a whole list, idk yet, but theyll prolly be mentioned sometimes to the very least. you can def ask of them tho!! (edited: i made an f/o list if you want to see them.)

i dont know if ill post content of my own f/os or me/my sona for them, but it could be there.

i dont mind sharing f/os!! id love to yell about them together. if you dont like that, then its ok!! i either wont talk about them with you so you can be their person when we talk of them, or you can just block/not interact. ill be sad i dont get to meet you, but its ok.

other stuff:

Nothing explicit/detailed will normally be posted. but: The worst there will be is just being hormonally silly from kind of "rrr ovaries go brr, chew on theM-" energy of my f/os. i will try to create a tag to mark it with so you can exclude honky content if you want or need to later, tho. from what i know, you can "block" tags. . so i think that will work if you like the other goofy stuff on the blog??

(edited: I DID IT, I DID THEM, LOOK: 🌑obscure tags list for the obscure blog )

NSFW talk can be in DMs, tho.

DO NOT come to me with those concepts if youre a minor tho, oh dear GOD. honky grown-up talk is not for you goofy child-folk.

LGBTQ+ friendly!! im nonbinary and love everybody. youre ok too. 💙

i do roleplay sometimes, but only in dms n please dont go exposing our roleplays to others. . i would be very not comfy :"0

if you want to roleplay, you can dm me to ask but i dont have to say yes or i might not be able to. im slow too dfsdf=

i may or may not make a side blog once i figure out how to do stuff, but know that until then, im going to just post whatever on this one til i know how to do things on tumblr lolol.

forgive me if some of my content gets deleted, edited, whatever as we go. like i said, this whole thing is very new to me and its not very organized for now. its just there. its gonna get wonky over here on my side for a bit.

• tiny bat gif •

[shera-dnd]

I'm really sorry to post my replies with images deemed NSFW.

Long story short - Varvara is being pretty much converted using Kyouka as a medium (indirect kiss etc.).

That is creepy and disgusting and should not be viewed as a Bi representation but as something homophobic and harmful.

It is even more creepy and disgusting when You took into this equation that Yuuki pretty much knew how she felt about Kyouka and even approved of said feelings.

Long story short - he should demand nothing, yet he demanded everything.

Once again and this time for the last - dont treat it as a Bi rep but as a something creepy and disgusting. And dont be okay with that.

Thank You.

Well good morning, this was the first thing I saw when I woke up. I feel like a lot of people would have chosen violence upon seeing this, but arguing with or venting at someone on the internet has never solved anything, so how about we make a learning experience out of this?

Okay so, no I did not delete your asks because they had NSFW imagery, I deleted them because they came across as very angry and accusatory

Now I'm not gonna hold that against you right now and we're just gonna have a chat. You said you were an ally to the LGBT community, so I hope that you will sit down and listen to what I have to say. You're free to disagree and argue, but at least listen first

On the point you are trying to make about that scene in the manga. I've decided to catch up on it so I could talk about it properly

And I have to say that I do not see it. Like I believe the term you're looking for is less "conversion therapy" and more "corrective rape". The idea that you can fuck the gay out of a woman is deeply gross and the fact people genuinely believe that is horrifying

BUT I don't think that's what's going on in that scene. It's framed as yet another reward, which as usual exists outside of the control of any of the characters and lands entirely in the box of "things the author thought would be hot at the moment"

It is also expressly said that they're "punishing" each other so that they can better serve Kyouka, once again centering their attraction not on each other, but on someone else

Considering also that from that point on nothing has happened to indicate Varvara was any more into Yuuki or any less into Kyouka than any time before that scene

Now as much as I loved to joke about and headcanon Varvara as a lesbian, I was never under any illusion that the ecchi femdom slave kink manga would give me proper lesbian representation.

Varvara had only expressed attraction to women before and now she showed attraction to a man, to me that shows less lesbian conversion and more like one of those tumblr bi women who absolutely adore women and also have that one pathetic man they're into

The way I read this it's whatever

But you read it differently and you have every right to be grossed out. You have every right to be angry and to drop the manga entirely. I'm not here to defend Mato Seihei no Slave

But I have to ask, as an ally, did you come to me because you wanted the genuine opinion of a queer person? or did you do it because you wanted a queer person to validate the opinion you already had?

Just, you know, do some self reflection on that

Anyways back to Chained Soldier, I'll admit there's plenty of gross shit in it. Like jesus fuck have you seen all the reward scenes with Ren??? and I'll fully admit that the manga is capital P Problematic

I just think that the way we should deal with problematic media is not by shutting it down entirely, but by actually engaging with it, understanding what makes it problematic, and making sure that we don't internalize those parts of it

Problematic media can have a lot of good stuff in it besides all the nasty bits, we just gotta like know how to engage with it in a way that doesn't like change our views for the worse

As for the impact this could have on its readers and how they treat lesbians in real life. I don't think anyone who reads this and actually engages with it will come on to any lesbians and be gross to them, because well Yuuki doesn't come on to... anyone actually.

Our boy is very passive about everything that happens and will downright refuse any sexual advances that are not tied to the rewards. He did not initiate the stuff with Varvara and did not force himself on her

And the people who WOULD come on to lesbians and think they can "set them straight", I don't think they need a manga to validate their disgusting beliefs

But you also said you wanted to contact LGBT organizations in Japan to help fight against this kind of stuff, and you know what you got the spirit there

I don't think a manga being gross is even on the top like 100 things those organizations are trying to deal with in that country, and even if it was there are waaaaaaaay bigger and nastier manga to deal with first

But hey that doesn't mean these people can't use our support, so please consider donating to Stone Wall Japan and Japan Pride House, both organizations that try to help queer people, as well as J-ALL which is trying to help grant legal protections to LGBT+ people in Japan

I'll be posting links at the end of this post and will happily signal boost any other japanese charities sent my way

And just as another note at the end

I disabled anon asks for a reason, and you creating an alt account just to send me an ask is extremely shady behavior. That's a boundary I have set that you chose to disrespect and I have every reason to block you for it. I won't, because I genuinely think you're just a person trying to learn and be validated in your opinion, but just don't do that kind of shit again

anyways I hope you take at least some of what I've said to heart and here are the donation links!

[katescribblesabit]

Welcome to My Blog!

Hi, my Name is Kate! here is a little meet the artis to get to know me a bit more!

--now to Boundaries and other Information--

Please do not repost my art anywhere! i have my own accounts to post art on to different platforms, i don't need others to do that for me.

I'm okay with swearing and dark humor jokes, but not with actual nsfw stuff.

I do not tolerate any kind of hate speech and will block people if I deem it necessary.

I don't do commissions (yet??). not quite sure if I want to do that in the future, we'll have to see.

I'm in multifandoms! I tend to stick to a main one, but will repost stuff/post art of different things I like. (As well as repost info/news of irl stuff I think people should know about. I will tag it with #irlnews if you're just here for art and funnies)

I like shipping and making headcanons. but only for characters and not actual people, so please keep it like that on this blog.

[thriller-roads]

Speedwagon x reader

Have You No Shame?

Speedwagon x reader, gender-neutral

fluff, sexual humor, implied NSFW but not explicit

Having suffered vital injuries, Jonathan Joestar had to spend some time in the local hospital. Thanks to the individual care given to him by Erina Pendleton, he didn’t need to stay there much longer. Heck, he was even able to catch a fainting Erina with his broken arm after barely waking from a coma. That man was practically made of steel, and his noble spirit gained admiration from a certain blonde street thug.

"He should be getting out soon, seeing as his injuries are most likely healed by now," Speedwagon said as he strolled beside you. It was a bit over a week since Jonathan was in the hospital. Speedwagon had also suffered a few injuries, though he assured you it was nothing compared to what Jonathan had gone through. It seemed to be true enough, since Speedwagon himself was pretty much in good shape. He chose to abandon the cane he had, but you still offered him to lean on you if needed.

"Alright Robert, you go check on him. I'm gonna ask the nurses a few questions before heading up there myself. Is that alright with you?"

Speedwagon nodded. "Just fine. Like I said, my leg's doin' better now, so don't worry a bit about it." With that, he headed off down the hall.

A few moments after having a conversation with the nurses, you made your way towards the rooms. You checked the numbers on the doors in search of the one Jonathan was in, only to be met with an out of breath Speedwagon rushing your way. He came to a halt before you. "Y/n, I just witnessed something extraordinary!"

"What are you on about?"

"Jonathan's with Erina, and they're in there shagging! Oh it was truly a sight, doing the deed they were! I saw it all through the crack of the door, though I really wasn't counting on it!” He gestured all over the place, emphasizing each word with enthusiasm as he carried on.

"Mr. Joestar raised his pelvis with incredible speed and such precision, you'd think he was a powerful stallion at that rate! He had Erina up in his big strong arms, with the broad chest of a solid brick wall, all while being ever the gentleman as he thrusted his-"

"Woah woah Robert, slow down!" You cut off the man's rambling with a light tug of the tie. He was known to get a bit carried away with his words at times. "As much as I appreciate your detailed narration, I'd like to have a look at this myself! Which way is it?" Speedwagon shook off his adrenaline to pull you along towards Jonathan's room.

Before you two could reach the room however, you spotted a doctor and nurse at the other end of the hall. By the pace of their steps, it seemed they were also headed for Jonathan's room.

"Blimey! By the looks of it, that nurse and doctor are headed right towards Mr. Joestar's room!" Speedwagon exclaimed.

"Yeah, I can see that," you mumbled. Getting a better look at the doctor in question, you realized you recognized the man. "Wait a minute, that's not just any doctor, that's Erina's father!"

Learning this information troubled Speedwagon further. "Oh god, if they find Jonathan and Erina in there, it would be the embarrassment of the century! Who knows what her father would do."

"Quick, we need to make a distraction!" You frantically urged.

"What sorta distraction?" Speedwagon clutched at his chest momentarily, thinking perhaps faking a heart attack would work.

Your first thought was just to shout nonsense. On second thought, you might be deemed a madman and be put into the nuthouse for doing so. You rummaged at the back of your brain until a brilliant idea hit you. Without any warning, you pushed Speedwagon against the wall. "Y/n? What are you-" You were practically climbing onto him. Then, in a rather loud monotone voice, you said, "OH ROBERT MY LOVE, TAKE ME RIGHT HERE AND NOW!"

Robert's face flushed at your sudden behavior. "WHAT!?"

"OH ROBERT, I WANT YOU SO BADLY! Let us make love!" You made sure to project your voice, all while pressing yourself against the confused man. You wrapped a leg around his torso and held onto him, briefly turning your head to look back. Before Speedwagon could further question you, a voice called out.

"Hey, you two! Just what in god's name do you think you're doing!?" It was the doctor. An appalled expression crossed his features. The distraught nurse beside him had a similar reaction as she screeched out, "What impropriety is this? We're in a hospital, for the love of God!"

Speedwagon was starting to catch on to what you were doing, but that didn't take away his embarrassment. Still, he tried his best to play along. "Uh…OF COURSE MY LOVE, I shall take you HERE AND NOW! Nothing can...subdue my urges!"

Hoping your little act was convincing enough, you took Speedwagon's hand and ran off around the corner. The doctor and nurse chased after you in pursuit, shouting something about having no shame or dignity.

Being somewhat familiar with the hospital's layout, you were lucky enough to come across an open door. You dashed inside and pulled Speedwagon along with you. Speedwagon closed the door carefully so as to not make too much noise. The two of you sat in silence as footsteps approached. Your heart was racing, and it wasn’t just because of the running, or the fear of being found by the doctor and nurse. It was the embarrassment that finally caught up to you. It was the fear of what Speedwagon thought of you after the whole thing.

Your uneasy thoughts were interrupted when you heard a familiar feminine voice added into the mix. “Father! I heard the commotion. What on Earth happened?”

“Erina dear, there you are. We saw a couple of shameless hooligans all over each other just now. It was such preposterous behavior. To think anyone would do such a thing under this roof!”

The entire conversation was carried out not too far from the broom closet, so you and Speedwagon could hear it clearly.

“W-what, really? My, how shameful indeed…” Erina’s voice trailed off. To anyone who wasn’t aware of the events that had transpired, Erina’s statement would’ve seemed perfectly fine. Although in complete darkness, you and Speedwagon glanced at each other from the corner of your eyes, as if calling the lady out on her hypocrisy. She best be thankful she wasn't the so-called 'hooligan' her father had the misfortune of witnessing.

“The fools probably ran out by now, but still, do keep an eye out,” the doctor advised. Erina nodded at her father in understanding. Internally, she was thanking the heavens it wasn’t her and Jonathan he had seen. Although she was curious on who exactly he had seen, she let the matter go for now. After all, she was just moments away from being found out herself. She wasn’t even aware her father would be here today, otherwise she wouldn’t have let her guard down so easily.

“Now Erina, you’ve been looking after Mr. Jonathan Joestar, yes?” Erina was startled by the mention of her lover's name, but nodded quickly in response.

Her father didn’t seem to suspect a thing. "Good. I was just on my way to check on his condition myself, so let us carry on now.” The sound of their voices and footsteps soon faded. Once you were in the clear, you and Speedwagon let out shared sighs of relief.

“Bloody hell, that was close. Now let’s get the hell out of here.” Speedwagon stood to open the door. When he turned the knob however, it didn’t budge. He tried again. Shaking the door, still nothing. “Blazes! This damn thing won’t budge. It appears we’ve locked ourselves in.”

You groaned in frustration. “What? How fortunate…” You tried feeling around the room, and ended up finding a lamp. You turned it on, and didn’t know whether to be grateful for the light or not. On one hand, you could get a better look at your surroundings. On the other, you now had to look Speedwagon in the eyes, making your embarrassment flood back to you.

“Well, at least this light works. Maybe we can find a key around here. If not, I guess we can always break down the door?” you suggested rather stupidly while scanning the room in search of anything useful. You were reaching for a broom when Speedwagon set a hand on your shoulder.

"Wait, Y/n, before anything…I wanted to ask you about earlier." Oh no, here it comes. You swallowed a lump in your throat and let the broom fall against the wall.

Speedwagon fidgeted with his tie and averted his gaze as he spoke. "Couldn't you have, OH I don't know- feigned a heart attack, or something other than canoodling with me!?" His cheeks were a fiery color, now matching yours.

You sat there in silence for a while, clutching onto the lamp as if a genie would come out to save you if you believed hard enough. You might not have been granted salvation, but the least you could receive was courage. “There’s a couple of reasons I chose to do what I did ya know," you started. For once, Speedwagon didn't say anything in response, instead waiting for you to elaborate.

“Well for one, when I spoke to the nurses earlier, they said something rather interesting. They told me there were rumors of a young couple getting frisky somewhere around the hospital.” You glanced momentarily at the man to make sure he was following along. As expected, his eyes were trained on you, and you quickly looked away to continue. "So when you told me about Jonathan and Erina, that pretty much confirmed it was them.”

Your reasoning was starting to dawn on him. “Ohhh, I get it! Eventually they’d be found out, unless someone else beat 'em to the punch. Now everyone will just think it’s us.”

“Precisely. I’m willing to take the blame for their sake. After all, it’s not our reputation that matters here.” You knew Speedwagon felt the same way about those two, if not more. You would do anything to uphold their honor, even if their sudden fuck session was uncalled for.

“I don’t think the doctor got a good look at our faces anyhow,” you added with a shrug, followed by a rolling of the eyes. “Honestly, the things we do for those two. Didn’t know this came with being best man or maid of honor, yet here we are.”

Speedwagon was in complete agreement with you. Although it made sense so far, he recalled there was more to the story. Curious to know, he questioned further. “Yes, well you said you had a couple of reasons for doing that little act back there, so��mind telling me the other reason?”

Here comes the hard part. “Oh, right. W-well you see Speedwagon…I did it simply because I desired to do so. I’ve been wanting to for a while now." The increasing beating of your heart was impossible to ignore at this point. "I know these aren’t exactly the most favorable circumstances, but oh well. Blame those two for not being able to keep it in their trousers." You hoped a little jest would help hide your anxiousness, but who are you kidding, you were a mess.

Robert grinned bashfully at your choice of words. “Y-y/n are you saying then, that you feel something for me?”

“Yes, I suppose I am,” you confirmed, setting the lamp down on a shelf. “I’m confessing my love to you in a damn broom closet.” The awkwardness of the situation made you turn away and rest a palm against your face in dismay. The weight of his eyes on you was too much to bear right now. Because of your refusal to properly face him, you didn’t even notice he was smiling.

Although you were already in close enough proximity due to being in such an enclosed space, Robert stepped even closer to you. He lifted the palm that was covering your face, and held it in his own hand. The other was placed gingerly on your cheek, so you could turn to face him. Although his fingers were somewhat callused, the action was a tender one.

“Y/n, broom closet or not, I'm glad you said all this,” he said as he leaned in closer to you. In the dim glow of the lamp, you were the most precious thing to him. He’s sure even in complete darkness, he’d be able to identify your every breath.

How silly it was that not too long ago, you felt bold enough to practically crawl all over the man, but were now flustered by the slightest of his touches. His warm brown eyes held you captive, making it impossible to look away from him now. “What- what are you…”

“I must confess I love you too, dearest.” You froze in place for a moment, until the warmth of his lips melted away any remaining uncertainty. Your mouths moved against each other, a bit out of tune at first. Eventually though, it was as if your lips were fated to meet in a silent symphony.

Once you pulled away, Speedwagon let out an amused chuckle. “I must say, that was rather bold of you back there, saying all those things with such volume and detail. Even I was rattled by it.”

“With such volume and detail? I learned that from you, Robert dear,” you smiled sweetly, running your fingers through his long shaggy hair. You then gave a dismissive laugh to wrap your arms around his neck. “And what’s bold is that Jonathan and Erina! Surely Jonathan’s at least still a bit injured, yet there he was going at it like nothing! Tell me, just how good was it? I’d like to know since I didn’t even get a chance to see, and we’re in this predicament now because of it.”

The image of Jonathan and Erina flashed before Speedwagon’s eyes, and it was still as clear as ever. He didn’t even mean to see, it just happened. “W-well…Mr. Joestar was certainly approaching his conclusion, along with Erina. I assure you they got to their agony of bliss if that's what you're asking.”

“How lovely for them,” you snorted in amusement. “Hm, as long as we’re stuck in this broom closet, what say we do something…exciting?”

With the hint of your suggestive tone, Speedwagon immediately knew what you meant. “Y-y/n! Here, really!?”

“What? I’m just saying maybe we should follow the example of our good friends. Surely, you've still got a stiff one from seeing Jonathan earlier,” you teased.

Speedwagon’s face turned a rosy shade at your inappropriate assumption, but he couldn't deny it. As if that wasn't enough to get him going, you would be the bane of his existence and ruin him further. “W-well, now that you mention it…”

You grin at his response, and slide a hand down to unbuckle his trousers. This would certainly keep you occupied for a while.

“I’ll be right with you Jonathan, let me just go fetch a broom!” Upon opening the door, Erina let out an astonished gasp. “Y-y/n!? Speedwagon!?”

The man in question was leaning against the wall with you knelt before him. You turned to the woman at the door while Speedwagon quickly tried using his coat to cover his exposed lower half.

Her surprised expression made you scoff. “Listen here Erina, don’t act like you weren't doing this with Jonathan just now. Though I suppose it was in a different position, but still.” You then handed Erina a broom. “Here ya go. Do close the door on your way out!"

Erina shut the door, stepping away slowly. Oh, so that’s what had happened. Though she really should've expected something like this to eventually take place.

[trashytoastboi]

Hi! Could you do a Kin'emon x female reader? I didn't see almost anything about him and the scabbards...

I thought about a nsfw where Kin' is cheating his wife with (s/o).

Thank you!

Heyya! Sure thing bean~ So sorry for the late reply on this but I'm not gonna lie I've been sitting on this completed, for like... two weeks now.🍀 Hope you enjoy nevertheless!

NSFW Scenario: Kin'emon x F! Reader. - Moonlight Rendezvous

(Female Pronouns)

Warning NSFW: ( Infidelity, fingering, riding, pretty vanilla overall~)  

Word count: 2,090 words

🦊Kin'emon🦊

The wind picked up, almost as if a storm would be approaching but there was not a single cloud in sight. Maybe it was by chance, Kin'emon drew another sip of sake. The sweet alcohol that seeped into his bones to help ease the sorrow and worry. The fond reminiscing of better times. He seemed to dwell in thought, thinking of the loneliness that accompanied his stark loyalty as a retainer. A role he had been faithful to for many years and planned to until the end of his life. His mind and body were constantly fixated, and so focused on fighting and surviving that other comforts became unattainable. The low heat the alcohol caused in Kin'emon felt soothed by the pleasant breeze that blew through the cracks of the abandoned ruins of Kuri castle. He turned to the side to face his companion while drinking for the evening. He recalled the words {Name} spoke earlier "Misery loves company and drinking alone is boring." Perhaps it was the alcohol talking, Kin'emon previously didn't pay too much attention to things like attraction. He watched a bit of the sake dribble from the cup and down her lips, his thoughts wandered into a dangerous place. Kin'emon never paid any attention but right now he noticed just how beautiful she is. He'd always found her to be a breaktaking person. Strong in more ways than one and the way her silhouette seemed to shine between the warm glow of the lantern and the cold moonlight from the caved in ceiling. It all proved dazzling beyond reason to his mind clouded by alcohol.

Her gentle smile, those tired but bright eyes that always seemed so clear and confident. {Name} possessed a unique energy and radiance. Kin'emon finished his sake and followed the thought "If it's her...I could indulge..." He paused, shocked at his own thoughts. How could he consider {Name} in such a manner? 

She turned to face him wondering why the conversation suddenly fell silent. {Name} looked up to see Kin’emon closing the space between the two of them. A pleasant, unfamiliar warmth graced her lips. The sweetness of the kiss was further complimented by the taste of sake that seeped into her mouth. Such a tender kiss was truly unexpected from a man as stoic as Kin’emon. There was a subtle pause for breath and permission, she could not bring herself to push him away and felt herself sinking into the heat the kiss brought. 

They sank further, the kisses grew deeper and hotter, more intent in their purpose to rile one another up. Kin’emon pulls away abruptly, “I apologize.” He murmured, {Name} shook her head to dismiss the needless apology. She leaned in and initiated a kiss of her own if only to show him that she did not mind his affections. His hands shakily reached for her waist, and he pulled her onto his lap. The abandoned castle lacked most basic amenities, with the lack of any proper surface such as a bed or futon, Kin’emon deemed it a shame to lay her in the debris. He awkwardly adjusted the way he sat, to accommodate {Name} straddling him. 

Kin’emon held her in the perfect position to push {Name} away, or pull her in closer. The conflict on what to do meant inaction. {Name} took the first step, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and brought herself closer. The subtle agitation of her hips grinding against him caught Kin’emon off guard. {Name} pressed a soft kiss to his lips, “Kin? Should I stop?” {Name} questioned, seeing his expression had changed. She felt as if she were crossing a line. In a sense {Name} was right, she had been crossing a line, albeit unknowingly. Kin’emon had not once mentioned his wife, the fact that he was married or anything along those lines. So far as {Name} knew, Kin’emon was a single man, married to his role as a retainer. The hesitation made her anxious and she decided it would be best to stop, however, Kin’emon’s firm grip kept her planted on his lap. “I’m sorry my mind was elsewhere.” Kin’emon spoke. 

“It’s alright, it’s probably better if we stopped anyway.” {Name} stated with a bittersweet smile, unable to fully hide her regretful expression. Kin’emon wrangled with the thoughts of his wife, with twenty long years that have passed since they last met. He doubted she waited for him, nor was there any guarantee of her being around anymore. The thought upset him, but the alcohol and impulsivity of the moment drove him towards the warmth and comfort {Name} provided. 

Whether it was a bad decision or not, Kin’emon already decided he would regret it when he was sober. RIght now he would drive every other thought away. Kin’emon was so lost in thought, it made {Name} feel awkward, she didn’t know his thoughts and opened her mouth to speak to provide some reassurance that they could forget about this. As she opened her mouth to speak, an aggressive and passionate kiss quickly silenced her. He pulled her closer, his hands guided her hips, something of a preview of what’s to come when he rutted up against her. 

He touched her gently and clumsily, it was not inexperience but something that felt more along the lines of being out of practice. In contrast to all his fervent passions, his calloused hands caressed her skin and body as if she were fragile and ever so precious. Kin’emon roughly tugged at her kimono causing it to fall open and reveal her chest. {Name} gasped softly, perhaps the surprise at how straight forward he is, or a combination of the cold wind hitting against her skin. 

His hands trailed up, roughly grabbing her tits, his mouth nipped and kissed down her neck leading down her chest. He felt her warm skin under his palms, he squeezed. Marveling at the feeling, {Name} looked at him and had to stifle a laugh. Seeing him entranced by her chest made him look innocent. Without warning he traced his tongue over the soft skin and sank his teeth in leaving a rather prominent mark. {Name} whined, and blushed from his primal actions especially when he gazed at her with those lustful eyes. {Name} had to admit it to herself, more than anyone, despite how gentle and sheep-like Kin’emon usually was, right now he proved himself as a starved wolf. She underestimated him. 

Gods knew he needed more, this didn’t feel like enough. {Name} felt as if she was being devoured and swept away in his pace. She struggled to keep up with it. Kin’emon was so desperate to lose himself at this moment and forget about everything else. His teeth grazed her flesh, his hands pushed the kimono up and made their way up her thighs. “Kin…” she whispered breathlessly, he pulled away licking his lips. The disheveled look on the always prim man added an odd point of attraction, even when dressed in tatters he kept himself presentable as a point of pride as his role as a retainer. Seeing him looking so unkempt riled {Name} up more.

Kin’emon had planned on being polite, charming maybe even romantic but the impatience took over before he could really be thoughtful in his actions. He was truly running on impulse and instinct. He groaned in frustration from holding himself back, without waiting or warning he slipped a finger inside {Name} she gasped, and softly moaned. “I’m sorry, I need you so much. I cannot wait much longer.” His voice sounded coarse, he was trying to be patient and failing. His lips crashed against hers again, and again. A second finger slips in, he thrusts them faster. {Name} moaned and held onto his shoulders for stability, she felt his long fingers giving an almost practiced motion that brushed against all of her good spots. {Name} would blame the alcohol for her mind being so blank, she could sense that growing feeling starting from the pit of her stomach. “Kin…It’s alright now.” She muttered, “No, not yet.” Kin’emon curtly responded intent on having her cum on his fingers.  

It didn’t take much longer before she unraveled, {Name} tightened her grip as her body shook. He bit her lip to contain her moans and whimpers. He smirked seeing her in the afterglow of her orgasm. She truly is a gorgeous woman. He groaned with his inability to wait any longer, {Name} nodded her head. Her permissive behavior and ready agreement were all he needed. “I could-” she lowered her hand, he quickly seized it. “As much as I would love whatever you were planning, I need you right now.” He practically whined, shuffling awkwardly to raise his kimono enough to free himself. {Name} didn’t really know but to expect, but a man of his stature he appeared excessively proportionate. He pushed into her, sputtering over how tight she felt around him while he inched further. He grunted out curse words, practically unable to string together a full sentence to fully describe the pleasure. She felt breathless, not knowing what to thank; the lust, the alcohol or how he hastily attempted to prepare her beforehand. The combination probably made it easily but she still struggled with how imposing his size felt on her body. 

He wanted to start moving immediately, he looked up to see her expression. Her face held an obvious look of strain, she whimpered with every minuscule movement. His desperation settled for a moment, enough to give her a series of slow and meticulous kisses with reassurance in his intention. He held her body still, trying to give {Name} a moment to adjust, he kissed her neck and caressed her back with his wandering hands. “So beautiful…” He commented, barely above a whisper. Had they not been in their own world she would have missed it. 

Starting off with a slow movement, she began to rock her hips. {Name} leaned her head back, feeling the utmost pressure even from the slow movements, she tried to keep quiet knowing all of their crewmates were sleeping not too far from the ruined castle. His cock brushed against every sensitive spot she possessed, she leaned back ignoring the pain and began to pick up the pace. Kin’emon shut his eyes, he felt so close even though they just started, he was already being overwhelmed. He could hear every soft mew and whimper of his name. It riled him up all the more, he leaned against the crumbling walls as he enjoyed this moment. The pace they kept was neither fast nor rough, unlike their build up to this moment or their actions only mere minutes ago. 

He opened his eyes, drinking in the sight of her moving with so much drive, he almost wanted to let out a laugh. His hands tightened on her waist and he took control of the pace, he brought her down harder and faster, {Name’s} moans got louder, she didn’t care if anyone heard them. She tried to meet his timing, if he could he would have pinned her down. Though he didn’t want to throw her into the dirt or debris of the castle floor. 

She mindlessly babbled and begged, going on about how good it felt or how close she was. Kin’emon didn’t slow down, hearing her only made him more intent. Watching her fall apart, and getting drunk off the pleasure was pure bliss to him. Kin’emon groaned, he did not want to let go of her, nor her warmth. His release was fast approaching, he wanted to stay just like this. As his orgasm wracked throughout his body, he pulled out and ended up cumming on her kimono, not that she minded. Kin’emon slumps against the crumbling wall and catches his breath, {Name} leans against him. There were no words shared, a comfortable silence settled and they just enjoyed enjoy’s company and warmth until {Name} regained the feeling in her legs. 

Bonus: The next morning the call for breakfast had been made, gathering the crew, along with their other allies. {Name} and Kin noticed a fair share of bashful glances, awkward coughs and some curious side-eyes. They tried to eat their breakfast unaffected and not knowing what had the rest of their allies acting so out of the ordinary, if anything a lot of them seemed quite tired. {Name} and Kin’emon mutually were too busy dealing with their hangovers to really care, or know that they had woken up the crew with their antics. 

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Welcome to Baldur's Kinfessions!

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Riddle dear, don't threaten people... But honestly these rules aren't that hard to follow so-

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11. OOC talks? I love them, but if you aren't talking directly to Riddle or something about him, then I'd redirect you to @kazumirambles which is my regular ol' talking blog (so I don't spam anyone).

12. Anons will always be treated platonically by Riddle (as he doesn't know you that much), but you are welcome to send all your love to him! He does enjoy having the attention. Also, if you want to be known with an emoji, you will be tagged as "kantokusei [emoji]" so there's also that!

13. Mun does not equal muse!! Riddle may say/do things that I would not do or that I don't condone. We do not share the same feelings or actions all the time.

And finally, remember to have fun!

Of course, and make sure to follow the Queen of Hearts' rules as well.

Yes, but don't let that hold you back (Riddle no I will at least loosely follow the rules I swear)