#theory of k.o

[rafidesousa]

I'm a fan of Mathieu Reynes's manga Theory of K.O, so I couldn't miss the chance to draw Beck! :)

[hiimtheproblem87times]

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

IF ITS VIC DUE TO THE GREY SHIT COLOR, I WILL FUCKING LOSE MY MIND, I WANT/NEED AGENT PLUSH SOOO BAD SO THEY MAKE OU- /j

I WISH TO BUY YOU WHEN YOU ALL ARE RELEASED UGGGHHHHH

[jijjmoon]

Just similar person

I tried to make a small comic but failed to make next scene

I have my story but imagine by your own

[httpsserene]

I LOVED daniel ricciardo x max verstappen x reader!! could you write a part 2?

httpsserene's 2k Special | T.D.R.E.

synopsis: okay, Daniel may have won the first round. he cleared her dry spell with no problem and used Max to do it, too. that’s completely fine, she will never complain about experiencing some of the best orgasms of her life. but, Max (the man unable to not have the last word) coerces her into giving Daniel a taste of his own medicine.  as soon as they can manage to walk on two feet, without a wobble. mark their fucking words. 

༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. to all the lovely readers who begged for a part two of my f1 kinktober special | overstimulation kink w danny & max. my 2k followers special comes to its end with this final installment and there will be no part three < 3.

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K.O! — 𝐝𝐫. 𝟑 & 𝐦𝐯. 𝟏 daniel ricciardo x max verstappen x fem!black!reader (poly!f1) 4.3k words. explicit sexual content. read part one here. polyamory. dom/sub undertones. switch!max verstappen. switch!daniel ricciardo. sub!reader. safe, sane, and consensual. oral sex (m). vaginal sex. anal sex (m). overstimulation. multiple orgasms. bondage. safeword mention. unprotected sex. ruined orgasm. handjob. edging. crying during sex. praise kink. nipple play. don’t like don’t read. no beta we die like men.

Your body feels like it’s been wrung out: legs wobbly, thighs bruised, hips aching, back broken, and numb with heat between your legs. You refuse to wear pants as the friction is too paralyzing to take more than a few steps. Loose dresses are your best friend–for the first couple of days, you even went commando around the ranch—thank god neither one of your boyfriends clued into that. 

However, it’s not like you disliked the oversensitivity and aching muscles that came after sex. You loved the feeling even more as it was the first time you’d been properly fucked in a few months. Having that unending thirst for Max and Daniel quenched; it’s heightened how you experience life. You swear that your vision feels sharper, your melanated skin softer, anything you eat tastes better than delicious, the homemade lemonade is sweeter, and most importantly, your desperation has calmed. While you love life on the farm, where living has become succulent under your senses—Max’s attitude has done a complete 180°.

His energy is completely subdued. It’s like Daniel drained the cum and brat out of him. Max is all stuttered words when he makes eye contact with either of you, blushing fully at the lightest tease or brush of skin, voice soft when he speaks, usual bluntness replaced with shyness, and he’s even clingier than normal. If he hasn’t glued himself underneath Daniel’s arm, he’ll be plastered against your back.

You wonder if he’s embarrassed that Daniel changed their “plan” on him at the last minute, or if it’s because Daniel used him as a tool to get you off—but, asking Max would only scare him away or cause the brat to resurface…so you don’t verbalize your theories. You find Max in this state more adorable than usual, and you won’t complain if it means a surplus of Max-cuddles.

Yet, the figurative rug is pulled from beneath your feet when the three of you go Christmas shopping. Daniel had separated from the two of you to go pick up a gift for his nephew, leaving you and Max alone to browse through knickknacks that decorate the shelves. Your eyes were caught by cat ornaments that looked exactly like Jimmy and Sassy but before you could reach out to grab, them Max grabbed you by the hand and pulled you to hide in the next aisle over.

“I want to break Daniel with so many orgasms that he won’t be able to speak by the time we’re done with him,” Max states bluntly. The brat is back.

“Regulate your volume,” you whisper-yell at him, hand moving to cover his mouth as you look around to see if anybody heard your Dutch boyfriend, “We are in public and you decided now is the time to bring this up?!”

He pulls your hand off his face, looking at you with wide eyes, “But, liefje–c’mon! Daniel’s been way too smug recently. Whenever I’m around him he doesn’t miss the chance to mention how he made me cry—made you cry, too!”

“Inside voice, Max,” you bite out, continuing to look at the Christmas decorations in this aisle.

“Fine,” Max whispers, rolling his eyes, “Technically, it’s another Christmas present for him if you think about it.”

“I’m trying not to think about it if you haven’t noticed.”

“Don’t you want to even the board? Imagine it: Daniel underneath the two of us, and we’re overwhelming him with pleasure. Doesn’t that sound like a good time?”

You stop walking abruptly and Max runs into your back. You spin around and stare at him with narrowed eyes and a flared nose.

“You seriously thought the best time to discuss this is in the middle of a family-friendly store, where our boyfriend is picking up a gift for his nephew?”

“Yes.”

“If you stop talking about it for the entire time we’re shopping today, I’ll consider it. We can discuss this when the phantom feeling of his cum on my skin goes away.”

That evening, you and the Dutchman watch Daniel fix a motorbike out in the driveway from the garage. He’s shirtless, sweat dripping down his face and back, you can see every muscle engage and relax as he moves. He’s silhouetted by the Australian sunset and you hear Max choke on his breath when Daniel’s loose jeans slip down his hips, exposing the waistband of his briefs—twin sighs of disappointment leave you both when he catches and drags them back up. With shaky hands, you grab the pitcher of lemonade you prepared to pour a glass for each of you. Ignoring how you missed the glass on your first few attempts, you two bring the drinks to your lips and dry the cups embarrassingly quickly to satiate your desperation—the lemonade doesn’t help. 

Daniel finishes with the bike and wipes his hands on a towel he had tucked into his back pocket, looking your guys’ way. He smiles brightly—shamefully, you wave in response and Max tucks a nonexistent strand of hair behind his ear; the two of you are acting like school girls with a crush. 

The Australian stands and in a few relaxed strides, he comes to a stop in front of you two. 

“Can you pour me a glass, sweetheart?” his request rumbles out velvety.

Stuttering, you scramble to do as he asked and find that Max has reached for the pitcher as well when your hands bump into each other. The two of you freeze and stare at each other with wide eyes; Max’s blush blooms red across his face and yours warms the brown skin of your cheeks. Daniel’s chuckle of amusement snaps you out of it; Max pours the drink, and you hand it off to the Australian, avoiding eye contact. He brings the glass to his lips and drains it dry. You and the Dutchman stare with gaped mouths, watching the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallows, whimpering and pressing your thighs together at his ah in satisfaction when finished. 

He leans down to place the glass back on the tray and smirks at you and Max, “Absolutely delicious. It almost tastes as sweet as either of you is acting right now.”

Both of you stay silent, squirming in your lawn chairs. Daniel takes a second to slowly press both of your mouths closed with a nudge of his fingers before straightening up and clearing his throat.

“Thank you for the drink, sweetheart,” Daniel cocks his head to the side in question, before winking, his smug aura radiating off of him, “Or should I say, ‘sweethearts?’ As both of you seemed so eager to help me quench my thirst.”

Your mouth pops open again and Max audibly whimpers next to you. Daniel laughs and walks to enter the house, “Don’t feel afraid to join me in the shower.”

The plan is set before Daniel’s out of the shower. You’ve changed into a black mini slip dress, curls loosely cascading down your back as you’ve draped yourself on top of the bed sideways, face-down on your tummy, not caring how the back of your dress has ridden up a couple of inches. Max laid himself on his side next to you, dressed in a navy Enchanté shirt and a pair of Daniel’s briefs that hug at his thighs a little too tightly, and plays with the bottom hem of your dress, letting his fingers drift underneath to press at bruises that haven’t healed from that night. 

At the sound of the shower shutting off, the two of you glance at each other; Max checking in with you one last time before you guys follow through with the plan. At your nod, Max presses a soft kiss to your lips and goes back to fiddling with your dress. You rest your head on your folded arms and as your eyes flutter shut, the bathroom door opens.

You hear Daniel humming some country song and he gets about three steps into the room before he stops abruptly.

“Well, if I had known this would be waiting for me out here, I wouldn’t have spent a lifetime in the shower waiting for you guys to take me up on my offer.”

Max makes a noise of confusion, his hand pausing at your hemline, “What are you talking about? We just thought it would be nice to give you a massage—you know, prevent any muscle tightness from when you were hunched over the bike.”

“Is that so, pretty girl?” Daniel questions you, looking past Max. He’s dried off from his shower already, skin gleaming thanks to your cocoa butter lotion he probably stole, hair still damp but not dripping, and a towel wrapped around his waist. You’re sure he’s trying to sniff out any weakness; to see if he can bend you into revealing Max’s agenda for tonight. Little does he know that you’re not an accomplice, you’ve put a good amount of work into this plan too.

In response, you offer a small smile and hold up a bottle of massage oil that was previously tucked into your side. Daniel’s narrowed eyes flit between the two of you, and then he relaxes, shrugging loftily as he motions for the two of you to move so he can lie down. 

“Okay, sure,” Daniel laughs, falling into the bed as soon as the space is available, lying flat on his stomach, face planting into the pillows and his next words are muffled but loud enough to understand, “You don’t have to use ‘giving me a massage’ as an excuse to feel me up, but I’m not going to turn it down if you’re so willing to do so.”

You and Max are kneeling on opposite sides of Daniel’s body on the bed, resting on the heels of your feet, and you muffle a giggle at Max rolling his eyes at your boyfriend’s words. The younger man slaps his hand on Daniel’s back, grinning at the stifled yelp that sounds from near the headboard, and coos sarcastically, “Do you think you can handle that level of pain? Considering this is a deep-tissue massage?”

You drizzle a nice amount of oil on the middle of his back, letting your laughter escape as Daniel pleads, “Woah—hear me out, what about a regular massage? I would like to end this massage without crying from soreness, please.”

Slowly the two of you turn to look at each other, smiles spreading across your lips, and Max murmurs, “Oh. You’ll be crying by the end of this.”

You ignore Daniel begging for mercy underneath you and beginning massaging. For all of the Dutchman’s ribbing, the two of you are gentle. Your hands soothingly rub any tension out of his back; the two of you are only doing this to melt Daniel into the bed. He protests and grumbles through the both of you digging into his shoulders, but quiets as you make your way down his back, practically moaning when you push a knot out from behind his shoulder blade. Max manages to wrangle out a whimper when he presses his thumb into the dimple of his lower back. Neither of you gets close to the towel resting low on his hips; you want to keep him as calm and unaware as possible, but getting close to that towel would do the opposite. When Daniel’s breathing slows and his sounds of relief start to lessen, Max gently coaxes Daniel into rolling on his back with ease.

The brunette’s eyes flutter open, but you tut disapprovingly when his gaze meets yours. With a kiss on his forehead, Daniel closes his eyes at your word, not fighting you for a second. And from that point, you and Max begin conditioning the older man to get used to only having one pair of hands on him at a time. Max massages his chest, you take a break, you massage his chest, Max takes a break; and as Daniel starts to relax at the rhythm, you guys slowly increase the length of your breaks. 

Until the breaks get long enough to slip the ties that you guys fastened to the headboard out.

Daniel was so entranced at the sight of you and Max sprawled on his bed that he forgot to examine his surroundings. They’re silk ties, with pre-made straps for you to tighten as soon as his hands are inside them. The two of you take it to the next step; you each begin to massage his arms (still employing your regular breaks), raising them upwards to “get a better angle.” Daniel doesn’t even shift at the change, he just hums under his breath when either of you soothes across a good spot. And with little effort, you and Max raise both of his arms and smoothly slip his tattooed hands into the ties, tightening the straps in the blink of an eye.

The older man startles, eyes flying open as he tries to yank his wrists free of the binds, “Uhhhh, what the fuck?”

Both of you watch as Daniel tries to free himself without any luck, enjoying the show as the silk ties prove they won’t give out. Chills shudder down your spine as your older boyfriend tries to order the two of you to release him, but he must see the feral glint shine in your eyes because he switches to asking when neither of you moves.

“You know what to say if you really want us to let you go, Daniel,” Max states bluntly, pulling off his Enchanté shirt easily. 

You hum in agreement, straddling the Australian’s hips and simultaneously tugging your slip dress over your head and tossing it to the side, exposing your bare body before seating yourself on the bulge showing through the towel. Daniel chokes out a curse, his eyes dancing between yours and Max’s bodies being dangled in front of his face without being able to touch.

He tests the binds for any give half-heartedly before sniffing dismissively, jaw tightening as he challenges Max, “Do your worst, baby.”

Max scoffs out a laugh, “That is the plan.”

From there you and Max turn into savages. Both of you bypass kissing Daniel, pressing lips and biting bruises along his neck and torso instead. The man can only cry out as Max terrorizes his nipples with teeth and pinching fingers while you paint marks on his hipbones and navel. The older man isn’t convinced that the night will end without the two of you seriously attempting cannibalism but the thought is pushed away when the towel is tugged off his hips.

Max laughs mockingly and flicks Daniel’s already-hardened length, “Well, this will be even easier than we thought, liefje.”

“I was half-hard from the minute you guys put your hands on me,” Daniel snipes, “Don’t let this go to your head.”

You raise an eyebrow in question, tilting your head to the side innocently which contrasts the strong grasp of your hand around the head of Daniel’s cock, “Isn’t that a compliment, though? Anyways, it clearly went to your head.”

Daniel groans in pleasure as you start to rapidly stroke along his quickly reddening length, “That was a terrible pun–fuck–but, I’m only letting it slide because your hand is on my cock.”

He bucks up into your fist and you release him immediately, smiling as you see him choke down a whimper of disappointment. The older man isn’t left alone for long, as Max drags the tip of his index finger along the slit of Daniel’s cock before flattening his palm across the head and roughly circling it to overwhelm him with an alarming amount of pleasure-coated friction. 

The brunette can’t stifle his cries this time nor can he buck his hips, thanks to the Dutchman pinning him down with his free forearm. Max pulls both of his hands away quickly, delighting in Daniel’s sounds of displeasure, the two of you watching as he attempts to chase a hand that isn’t there anymore. His length is throbbing, pulsing angrily, redder than the blush that stains his tanned chest. You swallow wantingly. Both of you thought that you would be able to get a few more rounds out of a handjob, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Max gets his hand around the base and yours circles the tip. Simultaneously, the two of you start rubbing him off in time, keeping your fists just tight enough and your motions just quick enough to hurtle Daniel to the edge. He throws his head back into the pillows, hips freely bucking as neither one of you attempts to stop him, his hands pulling against the ties all the while,

“You can cum whenever you want, Daniel,” Max states.

The older man lets out several pants of desperation, calling both of your names as he nears his climax. And when you both see the telltale sign of Daniel’s chest rising and falling heavily, you release his cock.

“No! Wait–shit,” he tries to gasp, but it’s too late. His cock starts leaking, jerking pathetically as cum drips down his length in ribbons—his orgasm ruined. Dry sobs escape his lungs as he humps the air, looking for friction that isn’t there, continuing to beg for a hand even as he struggles to breathe as a result of the unsatisfying release.

You let him come down hard, offering support in a quick squeeze of the meat of his thigh over his tattoo. When he catches his breath, his eyes flutter open. Max sees the wetness gathered in the waterlines and moves in the blink of an eye, enveloping Daniel’s still-hard cock in his mouth. 

The Australian’s back arches off the bed, hips racing forward then backward as he cries out, unsure if the feeling of Max’s mouth is good. Both pairs of your hands fly forward to still Daniel, forcing him to feel every crevice of Max’s tongue and throat, trying to bring him to another orgasm as quickly as possible. It works, Daniel stops fighting and starts obeying, rolling upward into Max’s mouth, whimpering out depravedly as he struggles against his binds again. You see his abs start to undulate in waves, a second orgasm trying to form and you slip your hand underneath Max’s chin, lightly squeezing at Daniel’s balls—and the tears fall as his release slams into him like a semi-truck.

The younger man swallows around Daniel, humming as he does it, yet the bobbing motion of his head doesn’t stop—Max is going to try his hardness to prevent Daniel from going soft, even as the older man tries to fight and twist away from the wet grasp of his throat. The Australian’s tears paint his cheek as he sobs messily, and you’re quick to check in with him as Max’s mouth is occupied.

“Daniel, color?” you manage to make your voice sound steady, but your thighs are trembling, your cunt pulsing with wetness and need. 

The man whimpers, eyes unseeingly looking down at you and Max as he cries messily, “Green.”

You moan breathily, finally giving in to your urges and rushing forward to messily kiss Daniel. You let him cry into your mouth, nipping at his lips and tasting his tears before pulling away. Max pulls off Daniel’s cock with a reedy gasp and moves backward quickly so you can slip in between them, seating your cunt atop the half-hard length and beginning to grind along him. The brunette makes a sound as if he’s been punched in the gut, arms pausing in their fight against the ties before they resume with renewed strength. Daniel scrambles to get his feet underneath him, trying to buck off the hot, wet drag of your cunt against his cock. It’s pulsing so violently that he swears he can feel it in his throat. 

Max knocks his feet down, and tugs Daniel’s chin to look at him with a hardened grasp, with his voice rough and croaky he commands, “Can you give us one more, Daniel?”

Daniel's glossy, brown eyes stare at Max without answer, mouth parted as drool slips from the corners of his lips. The Dutchman’s brow tightens with worry and he releases his chin to pull you off. But, before he can stop you, Daniel gasps out desperately.

“M’ green—please, please, Max,” Daniel nods viciously, “Green, green—one more.”

The younger man soothes Daniel with sweet words, praising and comforting him as he leans forward to pepper his lips and neck with kisses and kitten licks, pausing to motion you to continue. 

You line up Daniel’s cock easily and murmur out a ‘thank you’, before sinking down and not stopping until your ass meets his pelvis, uncaring of how he attempts to shake you off. His body is reacting in too much, but Max and you both see and hear how his brain interprets it as too good. 

You keen in pleasure but your noises are deafened by Daniel’s cries and begs for relief. Well aware that you have to get yourself off so Max can have a turn, you find that toe-curling angle with the help of Max directing your hips, holding yourself steady with one hand behind you on the bed and the other drawing rapid circles on your clit. Max moves to let you rest your back along his chest, your frizzed curls a mess as they bounce with your movements. 

The visual stimulation of Daniel in front of you moaning and heaving for more, the frantic twitching of his length inside of you, the sound of your skin slapping against his, and Max’s voice ghosting right by your ear, the ‘good girl’ that left his lips taking a second to process; all of it pushes you into the abyss. You don’t know if it’s you or Daniel that screams, your blood rushing in your ears and your vision flashing white clouds your mind as the explosion of pleasure burns your nerve endings. 

With a choked ‘fuck,’ you slump over, slipping off his twitching cock and slinking down next to Daniel as you shiver and shake through the last dregs of pleasure. Max flutters over both of you, unsure if he should keep pushing the limit, but both you and Daniel yell confirmations of “Green!” that have Max ripping off his briefs, reaching between his legs and whimpering as he carefully tugs out the plug he’s had in for the entire time.

Daniel’s eyes roll in disbelief, his brain exhausted to the point where he can’t string together any words to communicate his confusion.

Max huffs out a hysterical giggle, one hand stroking along his cock as he tosses the plug off the side of the bed. “Fuck–you were in the shower forever, Daniel. I’ve had that in for too long.”

The younger man shakes as he lowers himself on Daniel’s cock, bottoming out with a whimper as he mouths down at Daniel, “Just one more, baby, okay? Make me come, yeah?”

The older man’s moan is curdled with overstimulation, but he finds the will to get his feet underneath him and shakily thrust upwards into Max, hoping somehow that that’s enough. Max lets his head fall back in pleasure, thankful for the moving pressure of Daniel’s cock inside of him rather than the consistent annoyance of the plug holding him open. Coupled with the stretch of his rim and his hand furiously twisting along his length, Max reaches his peak quickly.

Before taking the plunge, he chokes out words of praise at Daniel and you rush to do the same, understanding that Max is attempting to push Daniel over the edge as well. You see tears of frustration build in Daniel’s eyes as he struggles to fully give in, and you fall forward to tug at his nipples with your teeth, reinvigorating Daniel’s attempts at slipping from the silk ties. At the sight, Max shouts, body tightening and then relaxing as he strokes out ribbons of cum. Daniel’s hips stutter when the first drop of cum lands on his skin and you feel his lungs halt as the strongest orgasm—most likely dry, at that—wreaks havoc upon his body.

His body goes limp underneath the two of you, and his hands droop in their binds. You speedily untie Daniel’s arms as Max slowly slips off the man’s rapidly softening length, trying to lessen any unwanted stimulation for the unaware Australian. You catch his arms before they fall against the bed, rubbing your hands against them to coax proper blood flow in them. Spent, Max stumbles to Daniel’s side, taking one arm out of your hands and matching your movements.

“Good job, liefje,” Max breathes out, smiling up at you with an exhausted smile, his hair drenched with sweat and falling in front of his eyes. You blush and kiss him sweetly, “It was your idea!”

Max shakes his head, pausing his hands to reach down and brush Daniel’s curls off his forehead, “No; you made half of the plan. So, it was our idea.”

The Australian groans, eyes fluttering open but they’re still clouded enough that you both know he’s going to need more than enough TLC tonight, “ —idea made me think i w‘sgonna die.”

Max laughs, rubbing circles around the man’s temple, “I guess we forgot to factor in your old age as a variable, didn’t we, liefje?”

Daniel’s face flutters in displeasure at being referred to as “old,” even when he’s not quite come down, “Mean, Maxy.”

You giggle, “That’s what he calls mean out of this entire experience?”

The Dutchman presses kisses to both of your foreheads before he stumbles out of bed, “I’m going to grab some fruit and cream for Daniel’s wrists. Should I grab anything else?” He directs the question to you.

Of course, the Australian jumps in before you have the chance to respond, “Lemonade, please.”

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[juniperdugong]

Help Sleeping - Kim Mingyu

Mingyu was aware that you had work early in the morning.

Which is why he wanted to "help" you go to sleep.

You honestly didn't know what to expect. Maybe a glass of milk, some tea, a massage, hell maybe he'd even go the extra mile and do all of the above plus some melatonin gummies or something.

But no. Here you were, staring at the wall, sitting up, and lights dimmed. As your boyfriend sat in front of you with a pill bottle, a lighter, and a pop-it your younger sibling had left at the house months ago.

"Mingyu..."

"First of all, not my name. Second, I promise this will relax you." He let out one of his infamous little "he he" laughs as he zoned in.

Fully focused this man leaned closer and closer to you. You almost catch him in a kiss before his head swerves to your right ear. "A..." he whispers. Switches to your left ear, "S...". Alternating now he finishes the word with a breathy "M" and "R".

You groan at his antics but let him continue. And he does, oh trust he does.

For the next 20 minutes, you sit back and close your eyes, attempting to relax, as Gyu alternates between tapping on the pill bottle, whispering in your ear, lighting the lighter (careful to not get too close to the side of your head with this one), and bringing the pop-it to either side of your head and gently popping the bubbles.

Every now and again he would make a water droplet sound with his mouth, his breath so close to you that you would giggle and open your eyes slightly to see a small frown turn into a concentrated stare at whatever object he chose to entertain you with next.

By the end of it, he must've thought you were sleeping. His hands about to reach out to your body to lay you down but instead he meets your gaze as you slowly open your eyes.

"Gyu..."

A pout forms, "I thought I got you to sleep".

"Can you please, pretty please, the light of my life, my beautiful boyfriend, just make me some tea and get the melatonin gummies in the cabinet?"

He huffs and his pout turns into full duck lips as his brows furrow. "You didn't even try to enjoy it."

You scoff, roll your eyes, and put on your baby voice (the one made exclusively for him), "I did try baby, I really really did...for about 5 minutes."

"You let me do that for 15 more minutes?!"

"Listen, you were in the zone, how am I gonna stop you when you're in the zone? Babe."

"How am I gonna stop you when you're in the zone? Babe." He mocks.

"Gyu...please." you give him the most endearing yet sleepy expression and his pout returns, this time out of a minor sadness at your current restless state. Yeah, he could never actually be mad at you.

Being the man he is he's on his feet before you utter another word. Within 10 minutes he's back with what you've asked for. You scrunch your nose as you drink, a sign of thanks to him.

He gives you a radiant smile before wrapping his arms around your waist, giving your cheek a peck, and nuzzling into your neck.

After taking the gummies you turn the lamp off joining Gyu fully in the sheets entangling in the warmth of each other. Although it's dark you both know that you're both smiling. You reach out to cup his face in your hands and he giggles as your fingers locate each feature.

An attempt is made to kiss his lips but you catch his nose instead. Laughs emerge from both of you. This time you get it right though, your lips perfectly capturing his.

With a sigh, you say "Maybe...next time you just try holding me like this, huh? Because I don't know if it's you or these gummies but suddenly I am very very sleepy...".

"I'd be willing to test out that theory."

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{A/N: NOT PROOFREAD, literally finished writing this, posted it, and K.O.'d lol. This is inspired by this video of ASMR svt moments lol. Enjoy my loves, get a good night's rests whenever you sleep, and for the love of all that's holy DO NOT attempt to pull an all-nighter}

[thegoldencontracts]

Masterlist (Azul Ashengrotto)

Fics

To Comfort - Hurt/Comfort, Reader Gives Azul a massage

Bridal Style - Fluff, Reader Bridal Carries Azul

Let's Play! - Fluff, Board Game Night With Azul

Too Late - Hurt/Comfort + Fluff, Azul accidentally sends you an embarrassing text

Kiss Kiss K.O~! - Fluff, Kissing Azul until he faints

Of Much Importance - Second request, Azul being tryhard and you teasing him :)

Ugly-Cry- Azul angst along with hurt/comfort, no readerI

Irrationality, Love - Azul's in denial until an odd confession

Don't Question Me! - Azul x Reader First date fic

The Baby Picture - A drabble where you find a picture of baby Azul and he is not amused

A Tsundere - You think Azul's a tsundere. He thinks he's not. Who wins (Drabble)?

Complimentary - You compliment Azul to tease him (drabble)

Flustered!Azul and Leona - Two fics for the both of them, requested <3

(Not) A Love Triangle - An idea I got from a post about the reader, Azul, and Jamil's weird relationship; azul x reader, jamil hates his life

Octopus-Lover - Jeiazu 1.1k thingy if you like jeiazu talk to me no one likes jeiazu more than me i will move mountains for a fellow stan

Denial - A quick Jamiazu drabble with blushy azul and jamil who is smug yet a tad confused

Run-Off - An Azul & OC daughter Angst Fic, Azula belongs to @imafrealinrainbow478484 (please tell me if the tag annoys you btw ^^)

Secrets - Cute little fluff fic, you catch Azul being all sappy and flustered about you

On The House! - Fic about you realizing why Azul's giving you free stuff

A Turn-Table - You turn Azul's flirting on him and he gets all flustered

A Touch Too Far - Hurt No Comfort, you try the breakup prank on Azul and it does NOT go well

Cuddled up - Smothering azul in cuddles and praising him

Tsundere!Twst - Housewardens x Reader but THEY'RE the tsunderes now

Cruel Rejection - Azul works up the courage to ask you out. It doesn't go too well.

What Do You Want? - You offer Azul a deal. He doesn't believe you.

Not Staring - Azul can't admit he's staring at you. How odd. Adorable, though.

Cute - People find Azul intimidating, snide, infurating, competent, stern and- Cute?

Because-! - Azul saves you from drowning, and he's rather furious. Why?

Headcannons

Azul Kiss HCs - What it says on the tin, pure fluff

Schrodinger's Horror - Fluff HCs, Watching Horror Movies with Azul

Azul & Ex-Queen-Bee!Reader - Third request, HCs, what it says on the tin

Housewardens With A Tsundere Reader (Part 1) - Azul and a tsundere reader

Housewardens React To Being Ignored As A Prank - You ignore him as a prank, a bit angsty.

Overblotters with a Fairy-Godmother Yuu - No romance, overblotters with an MC that behaves and has powers like a fairy godmother.

Imagines

Azul in love - A cute little imagine about Azul being in love with you and flounding

He is... - Crackfic based on twst fanon stuff that i don't really find accurate

Flustered!Dormheads - What it says on the tin, short but sweet little thing

Plus-Sized Azul in NRC - Angsty scenario of plus-sized!azul

Overblotters When A Guy Flirts With You - What it says on the tin, mild angst.

Azul And Envy - Some thoughts on Azul being envious of others, complete with a fluffy ending.

Jealous!Dormheads - An overall look at dormheads and jealousy. Mostly fluffy.

Housewarden!Kisses - How does he kiss? How does he like to be kissed?

Twst Guys Confessing - How would he confess to you?

Pranking the Housewardens - How fun is he to prank?

Pining Dormheads - How he pines; the bits of affection that show even before a relationship.

With A Tsundere - You're a tsundere. But guess what? He is too.

How The Housewardens Show Their Love - How does he show you he loves you?

Analyses

Every Single Talent Azul Has -Self-Explanatory; always open to corrections, additions, or requests for more detailed citation

Is Azul Kind? - A theory based off of Azul's Platinum vignette

Every Unethical Act Azul Has Committed (And Why None Of Them Were Actually Illegal) - Also Self-Explanatory, I'm not a lawyer so I'd appreciate corrections

Can Azul Love? - A bit of my thoughts on the matter.

Jamiazu Ramble - Some thoughts on Jamil's feelings for Azul in the ship.

Twst Guys and Hugs - How do they prefer to give or receive hugs?

Incorrect Quotes

Mixed Messages

[scrittley]

ARCANE S2 THEORIES IG??

this is credited to @zurkturkey jinx could possibly still be alive...at the end of the last ep it said "THE END" but written by jinx and then before that you see an airship leaving the hexgates?? especially after the first ep when caitlyn looks at the ventilation ducts where it is a possibility jinx couldve gone.

im not sure if this is entirely correct but right before jinx sacrifices herself for vi her hair looks awfully likes vis like the front shape and the shaved side..similarly to how isha before sacrificing herself for jinx had the blue dyed hair so basically dont take someone elses hair! (only a theory/joke)

...vi and cait met first when cait opened vi's prison cell...and now the last time cait opened vi who was stuck in a prison cell they...got a lil freaky

viktor x jayce was so much more intimate almost compared to caitvi like the way their situationship lasted throughout the whole show they were the gayest thing ever like even til the very end they went from trying to k.o each other to touching foreheads and holding hands almost...

4. lastly, ekko is the goat.

[fabulous-gabulous-theartist]

O.K. K.O. only had one full musical number and it was given to Lord Boxman. Villain theater kid theory confirmed.

[sxrrandomfanfics]

100 Different Media To Write For in 2025

Current Status - Fics: 31 Media Pieces: 23

January 2nd - Psychonauts "One-Shot" January 2nd - Death's Door "I am a Reaper" January 5th - Psychonauts "Baby Talking to Animals is Completely Normal No Matter the Circumstances" January 11th - Helluva Boss "A New Argument" January 11th - Mouthwashing "Fish in a Birdcage" January 13th - Psychonauts "Precognition" January 23rd - Slay the Princess "Diary of Jane" January 25th - Psychonauts "Love Hurts (you and me and everyone around us)" January 26th - No Straight Roads "You Don't Regret Me, But I Regret You" January 27th - Sky: Children of the Light "Stone Cold" January 27th - Rain World "Oh. That'll do it."

February 15th - Psychonauts "Earth and Sea Chapter 24" February 16th - OK K.O. Let's Be Heroes!"Sweet as Candy Chapter 42" February 17th - The Owl House "Weight of the World" February 18th - Tangled "Wash Day" February 19th - Pokemon "Don't Forget, You Still Can Fight" February 20th - Vampire Husband "Aren't You Tired?" February 21st - Digimon "That One Trope Where they Fall for the Pet and Not for You" Frebruary 22nd - DC Comics "Baby, it's Cold Outside" February 23rd - Steven Universe "Let Me Serenade You" February 24th - Abrahamic Religions "Immortal Curse Means Forever (But at Least You're a Bandage)" February 25th - My Ghost Friend "Can't a Woman Have Cleaning Boy Fantasies?" February 26th - Fire Emblem "Sorry, You Can Go" February 27th - Detective Grimoire "I Think Scars are Kind of Badass"

March 11th - Slay the Princess "Quicksand" March 15th - Psychonauts/The Wizard of Oz "In Which a Witch Loves a Witch" March 17th - Dark Cloud "Understanding Something Incomprehensible"

April 6th - Psychonauts "Glass House" April 15th - Limbus Company "Dude, Your Mom Fucking Sucks." April 16th - Psychonauts "Hazel Nuss AUs"

May 1st - Limbus Company "Please Come to Bed"

June 21st - Limbus Company "How Does One Comfort a Droplet?"

Things I could Write For

Sonic

Shining Force

Jentry Chau Vs. The Underworld

Dan da Dan

Undertale

Gravity Falls

Amphibia

Inside Job

Kill la Kill

Shin Megami Tensei

Ace Attorney

My Little Pony

Secret Saturdays

Generator Rex

The Pretender

Dungeons and Dragons

Cult of the Lamb

Powerpuff Girls

Dexter's Laboratory

Star Vs. The Forces of Evil

My Hero Academia

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts

Villainous Flags- All Paths Lead to Doom!

Scissor Seven

DragonTales

Clifford

Pucca

Crash Bandicoot

Spyro the Dragon

American Dragon Jake Long

Danny Phantom

Kim Possible

Courage, The Cowardly Dog

iCarly

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Ernest and Celestine

Spirit - Stallion of the Cimmaron

Watership Down

Second Hand Lions

Jumanji

Zuthura

The Little Mermaid

Aladdin

Hercules

Shrek

Madigascar

How to Train Your Dragon

Rise of the Guardians

Grimm

Xiaolin Showdown

Lili & Stitch

Atlantis: The Lost Empire

Treasure Planet

Dinosaur King

The Great Mouse Detective

The Rescuers

Up Up and Away

Sky High

The Princess Protection Program

The Wizards of Waverly Place

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody

Anastasia

Land Before Time

Adventure Time

Regular Show

Teen Titans

Static Shock

Batman

Flash

Superman

Law and Order

Grimm Adventures

Jimmy Neutron

Fairly Odd Parents

Spongebob

50 First Dates

The Princess Bride

Johnny Test

Dragon Ball

Code: Lyoko

Miraculous Ladybug

Avatar the Last Airbender

Totally Spies

Big Bang Theory

The Simpsons

Futurama

Terraforming Mars

Centaurworld

Maya and the Three

The Book of Life

Coco

The Bible

Genesis's Discography

Mitski's Discography

6Teen

Total Drama

Mao Mao: Heroes of Pure Heart

Big Hero 6

Baby Mouse

Calvin and Hobbes

Cavetown's Discography

Captain Planet

Ben 10

The Incredibles

Moomin

Spot the Dog

Between the Lions

Pinocchio

Snow White

Sleeping Beauty

Cinderella

Foreigner's Discography

Nightmare Before Christmas

The Santa Clause

Rankin & Bass

Warrior Cats

Wings of Fire

Yes's Discography

Chowder

Tom and Jerry

Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack

Spirited Away

Kiki's Delivery Service

My Neighbor Totoro

Howl's Moving Castle

Castle in the Sky

Sailor Moon

Ducktales

Chopped

Kirby

Blue's Clues

7 Deadly Sins

Little Witch Academia

Delcious in Dungeon

Spy x Family

Kingdom Hearts

Frozen

Ancient Magus Bride

Inside Out

Star Wars

The Lord of the Rings (Rankin and Bass movie)

Aggretsuko

Klaus

Chess

Checkers

Star Trek

The Amazing World of Gumball

Cells at Work

Ouran High School Host Club

Hilda

Dead Endia

Bomberman

Theory Channels (YouTube)

Mario

Umbrella Academy

Phineas and Ferb

Full Metal Alchemist

Muppets

Song of the Sea

Wolfwalkers

Breadwinner

Meet the Robinsons

Beauty and the Beast

Fairytail

Splatoon

Project Moon

The Gregory Horror Show

Ever After High

Monster High

School for Good and Evil

Cursed Princess Club

He-Man & She-Ra

Legends of Chima

Smiling Friends

The Lion King

Mrs. Dalloway

Chikn Nuggit

Encanto

Infinity Train

Hero: 108

Golden Sun

Over the Garden Wall

Codename: Kids Next Door

The Frog Princess

My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

5 Nights at Freddy's

Among the Sleep

Voltron

Bendy And the Ink Machine

Power Ranger

Super Monkey Ball

101 Dalmations

Hello Kitty

Hatsune Miku

Creepypastas

Camp Camp

Odin Sphere

Shakespeare

Dragon Quest

League of Legends

Hero Wars

Battlecats

Marry My Husband

The Thief and the Cobbler

Arthur

Fighting Fudons

Hotel Transylvania

Beware the Villainess

Overlord

That One Time I was Reincarnated as a Slime

Soul Eater

Hajime de no Aku

Supernatural

Naruto

The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

The World God Only Knows

Devilman Crybaby

Blue Exorcist

HunterXHunter

Bob's Burgers

Geek Girl

Jane the Virgin

Emily in Paris

Jurassic Park

Jaws

Tremors

Friend's Fanfiction

My Own Fanfictions

[fannele]

⚠️TW⚠️: 🩸. I always wonder what would Abel/Able looks like in the amazing digital circus . So I made my version of able of what he looked like. I headcanon that Caine the the younger brother of able and my theory that Caine might k.o. His brother out of jealousy similar to the cain and Abel.

What’s is Caine hiding from them you can’t hide from the truth. Edit. Miss one glove.

[cuttyclowngirl]

DAIMA EP.18 (Spoilers) Review/theories

• Toriyama, you Mad Lad, I LOVE YOU!!! I'll love you till the end of time! He really did say "let's do GT my way".

• Well, that was an interesting, um... Not recap? I don't know what to call those first couple seconds of this episode, honestly.

• Man, they really wanted to give the OG Super Saiyan forms their flowers in this show.

• Calling Kuu & Duu "The Clutch Brothers" from here on. Can't wait to see all those clickbait thumbnails titled "Majin Duu's potential is terrifying". Really like Duu's SSJ3 knock-off form. But what demon shop is selling cookies that big? They got Texas in the Demon Realm, too?

• Neva casually pulls up & gives Goku a mega evolution. (With it's own theme, too) Until it gets a name, I'll call it "Pseudo 4" for now. I personally like the big monkey paws. Most folk won't, I'm sure. Not being adult sized isn't helping. But that does set it apart from it's GT counterpart. Looks like Neva enhanced Goku's "S-cells" to me

• Pseudo 4 is clearly a purely magic form Goku can't actually achieve on his own. And of course, we all know he doesn't really like being handed power ups, so he'll probably say he'll just train some more and get that strong on his own.

• King Gohma seems to be constantly overtaxing the Tertian Oculus, making his limits hard to gauge, much like Z-movie Broly.

• Those 98% black & white shots were so chilling & memorable.

• Glorio, if you don't fess up by the end of the show, I don't know what I'll do. You seemed pretty compelled to obey Dr Arinsu, so maybe you actually are that Majin she mentioned creating before Majin Kuu.

• We've seen Goku get interrupted while charging a Kamehameha before, but that one felt MAD disrespectful. Bro didn't even get to "me" & got the Street Fighter K.O echo. (That backflip, though)

• And now there's a canonical Fire Kamehameha. Yippee.

• Wow, King Gohma, congrats on being the first to ever beat a red monkey man by becoming a giant. (Also, new theme, I think)

• Yet another new tune plays during Glorio's inner conflict. Him knowing namekian implies he let Neva tag along so as not to blow his cover. "Huh? Why do you know Namekian?"

• Super Porunga makes his appearance(W/ his own theme) & is leagues stronger than the Ultra powered up King Gohma. (Neva, what ARE YOU?!)

• I wonder if they'll replace that still shot of the Kadan castle crew in the OP with this Pseudo 4 form for the next two episodes.

• Don't give up on fusion yet! There's still some show left!

[television--addict]

i like shit. I make shit. Hi.

Most of the pinned messages are introductions so ig ima do that

We’re a system (but we rarely mention it lol)

Special interests

Mia’s World

Will Wood

Music theory

Hyperfixations (colored ones are currently active)

Gravity falls

Amphibia

Adventure Time

Ben Folds Five

Alan Becker

The Owl House

Steven Universe

The Magnus Archives

Hilda

Malevolent

Bee & Puppycat

Monkey Island (videogame)

OK K.O.

Dinosaurs

Owls

Hello Neighbor Welcome To Ravenbrooks

TPOT

One of the hosts has a partner: @college-knockout (ILY JAUNE)

Uh. We’re making a comic.

First page here

We’re also making a game

Blog for that: @static-living-game

I’m literally neurodivergent and a minor guys (AuDHD, NPD, OSDD-1b, depression, and anxiety. I be collecting mental illnesses like a Victorian mother births children lmao)

Coms are open!

[dont-post-after-midnight]

As disturbing as Claw’s attraction to Gizmo is, I can almost- almost see why she chose him as a potential mate. It’s not like she had a lot of good options. Snout and Noggin are brothers and every other male (those that are male- as Noggin did refer to the clan as ‘brothers and sisters’) seem to be more single minded than her.

Now, if she managed to somehow survive to the 80’s and met Stripe and/or Mohawk, and assuming they are separate characters and not her reincarnations, I’d say they’d make good mate candidates. Stripe, while not linguistically advanced like Noggin or Brain, he’s still fairly intelligent. Probably on par with Claw herself. Mohawk on the other hand, is incredibly strong, being able to K.O an adult man with one punch. Claw can hold her own in battle too…I.g, taking on the fox spirits.

Or she’s just attracted to brave little mogwai…like Gizmo…who just so happens to be her dad-brother😅

Though to be fair…incest isn’t all that uncommon among animals or in all forms of mythology, so…I guess that’s where the creators were going with it.😅

Yeah I can see why she likes Gizmo compared to all the other gremlins too! They seem to have annoyed her throughout the show (like the one who said "I love you" with the skull that she promptly slapped away, or the one who accidentally hit her with a bottle top in the club scene) so Gizmo not only being super cute but also very brave might have been appealing to her compared to the rest.

Now, as much as I like the idea of her being a reincarnation of Stripe and/or Mohawk, I absolutely LOVE the idea of her meeting either of them in the future and being a separate gremlin, I think she'd love them. He's just as evil as the rest, but Stripe is way more reserved and cunning than the others, just like Claw. And then Mohawk being super strong would probably appeal to her as well, and after Gizmo rejecting her she probably wouldn't mind Mohawk beating him up like he does in the 2nd movie😅

The form of mythology I'm most familiar with is Greek mythology and yes they've got a LOT of incest happening there, and I know Chinese has a bit of it too so not too far fetched considering Claw and Gizmo are mythical creatures 😅But I do have somewhat of a weird theory that might make their relationship not so weird:

So gremlins and mogwai seem to reproduce asexually or at least that's the closest comparison you could make with the whole "multiplying in water" thing. The drawback to this method of reproduction though is that there's no genetic diversity in the offspring. So maybe to combat this, every now and then a gremlin is spawned that isn't related to any of the others so that they can mate with another one of their kind and have offspring that are genetically different, thereby ensuring their species can adapt better in the future. It doesn't make a lot of sense in the real world since that's not a thing that can actually happen, but since mogwai and gremlins are magical creatures and it's a fantasy show, I'd say anything goes when magic is involved. So maybe Claw is one of these gremlins that isn't directly related to the others. The only thing I don't like about this theory is that it would mean Claw isn't a sister to Snout, Noggin, and Gaptooth and I really like them being siblings to each other, so maybe not 😒

[honeyhonest]

AAAAAAH, I GET TO YAP ABOUT MY CHERYL, YESSSSS!

btw, is me, blackout anon! lol. i never thought a simple mention of my oc would get this reaction. i love your blog, and all the anons that asked💗

alright, some context:

Cheryl Koroleva is an OC I created specificly for a story with Crowley, based ina theory of mine (i need to create an oc for playful land, pls suggest disney villains. i'm thinking madame medusa...)

Chernabog literally means 'black god'*. he's an slavic deidity. if you open a russian translater and type *, your answer will be 'chernyy bog'. so, 'Cheryl' does the phonetic function of 'dark'; (Cheryl/Chernyy).

for her last name my thinking thread was: god → power → royalty. Koroleva is 'queen' in russian so, there's not much to say abt it.

she's an aristocrit fae, a demon fae specifcly. the countess of the Bald Peaks, she lives in the outskirts of the Thorn Valley. her family (or it has always been just her?) is part of the council of advisers of the Draconia crown. thus, she knows Lillia and Malleus (i share your theory about Raverne being Diablo and Crowley, the queen's crow). Cheryl is almost a legend. she almost never leaves her fortress, a dark castle at the top of the mountain. some people say her servants are ghosts or spectres; (source: baur spooking his grandkids, lmao). there's not much known about her, not even the royal family has very clear why Koroleva is there. but she is a great politic and have never been a menace! ... right...?

i have a theory bout crowley. he *is* as old as the school. he knew the G7 (wich I believe that, except the Lord of the Underworld, were historical figures instead of gods or deiditys); in fact he was the Beautiful Queen's sideckick. and Cheryl was the Thorn Fae's. at some point of the history, the great seven, knowing their mortality, decided to freeze their souls and magic in the school. their powers, their souls, their *evil*, all guarded in the school. the oldest of the seven, the evil queen, gave Crowley the charge of headmaster. his mission was to take care of the school until their heirs arrived, and then train him until they were ready to assume the G7 souls in their bodies and keep a legacy. but maleficent, always suspicious of her own shadow, didn't trust the queen or dire. so, she insisted on cheryl sharing dire's duty. in the school, the sevens' magic is guarded by crowley. in her castle, cheryl protects their soul.

our year arrives. yuu arrives. there are seven overblots. this isn't a coincidence. the blot boys are the heirs the seven have been waiting for. and yuu has been sent to twst by their counterpart; the goodnes. (mickey). noone know any of this! nor yuu, nor the OB! boys. just the angry souls of the sevens... and their guardians. see, dire and cheryl have much acostumed to the comodities of their lives during all these centuries. complying their masters' orders would rest them power. so they just let everything slip, thing take their own course...

until the G7 souls starts to intervent. blot after blot after blot. is a signal for Crowley, for Koroleva! those are the heirs! finish the job! with the first four, they let them slip, playing fool.

but then vil overblots. and crowley panic. because his master is mad. not just 'the masters'

HIS master

the queen

each overblot weakens a little bit the spell the sevens placed on themselves. after all, a curse only breaks when the terms are the corrects ones...

they panic when, after going through their memories together a thousand times, they realize. exchanging letters furiously. when malleus blot and everyone just goes k.o., cheryl sends letter after letter after letter.

the news of the prince blot reach the valley. they reach the mountains. they reach the countess; the council.

oh boy.

her master must be *angry*

her castle is always shaking, with a magic energy that is scary. the souls, the seven souls.

over aaaaaall the centuries they had known each other, cheryl just goes to NRC twice a year. she always arrives at midnight in the twst equivalent of Saint John and Walpurgis. she says being exposed to crowley for a longer time is unhealthy; (yes, they your classic honeyhonest sexual 'situationship'. koroleva has been that raven's only female contact literally for CENTURIES). but that year she goes as soon the cost is clear. to stay. for a long time.

they must do something. things are going to get bad for them is the sevens come back by their own ways. fuck Twisted Wonderland! they'll be in danger. how can souls be destroyed? how come he hadn't noticed how strong their magic has turned? this is something serious, what is that crow even thinking abou-

...

'THE FUCK YOU MEAN YOUR FUCKING THE MOUSE WARRIOR, DIRE CROWLEY!?'

(sorry for any typo, english is not my first lenguage)

-blackout anon

for all those intrigued!

[augusttalescomics]

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Nakama Press Packs a Punch with The Theory of K.O. Vol. 1!

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