#trying to get the oneshot done I promise 🙏

[edgeray]

One Hell of a Butler Pt.1

Encounter (Arlecchino x Fem! Reader Blurb)

A/N: Guys. I am so sorry. I don't think that Arlecchino oneshot is being posted tomorrow. 😿Trust that it will be posted this weekend. Take this as an apology (I am fr spoiling y'all Arle fans) for the pushback. This is a repost to something I submitted as an anon to @/megistusdiary so there's a chance you've already seen this. It was written a while ago so quality is not up to par. This is the Black Butler inspired demon au! that I talked about in my poll, check it out if you want a little bit more on this concept. (Thank you guys for voting in it! :33 I'm looking forward to writing the oneshots). Series Masterlist Content Warning: Semi-graphic descriptions of violence

Everything hurts. It burns, burns, burns, and you can't feel your limbs and your vision fades in and out. Your broken form twitches on the ground, and as your assailants approach you, ready to wrench the remaining life out of you slowly and painfully, with your final burst of energy and concentration, you let out a guttural screech, a summoning spell spewing from your raspy throat and bloodied teeth. 

At first, you think nothing happens. They stalk you, unfaltering despite what you have just called for. Wearing teeth-baring grins and depraved intentions, they near your crumpled body, with their dirty, despicable hands reaching out towards you. Your half-lidded eyes shut fully, and you heave out a sigh of resignation, giving up the futile struggle of staying alive. 

You hear it first before you actually see it. A sound distinct only to stilettos clicking against the ground. It jerks your attention immediately, and you twist your head slowly to face the oncoming figure. Black heels with gold adornment catch your eye, and then--

"Well, well, looks like I found the doll that called me," you hear a deep, feminine voice sibilates, voice reverberating throughout the chamber. Your gaze slowly trails up the newcomer's figure, and the white clothing, snow-white hair, and feminine features cause you to mistake her as an angel. Red-crossed pupils meet with yours. A shiver works its way up your spine but you stare in awe regardless. What kind of human was this?

One of your tormenters inquires rather rudely about the woman and storms towards her haughtily, ignorant of the fact he has just sealed his fate. There's an audible, irate click of her tongue, then a snap echoes the room. For a brief moment, your sight is filled with just red, and then your eyes widen as the aggressor bursts into a beautiful explosion of blood and guts. She walks past where once the man stood without pause, now just a puddle of blood, tutting at the blatant disrespect of the formerly alive human. Her feet stop just before you and her shadow looms over.

"A-arle...cchino?" You croak weakly as your hazy gaze sets on her. She looks so handsome, beautiful like a guardian angel, even when she's covered in red. Her lips curl up slightly and she crouches down to hook an arm behind your back and knees, lifting you bridal-style. Heat radiates from her cold-blooded being and it is so much more comforting than the icy hardness of the floor. You immediately bury your face into her shoulder while your needy hands grip onto her coat out of desperation and fear. Beneath the intense iron smell of blood, she smells of something floral, you noted with dulled surprise. 

"That is me, the Knave. And what have you called me for?" She purrs from above, repositioning you in her arms so she could support you with one arm instead of both. 

You give one single glance behind your shoulder towards the now cowering group of people, their behavior reminding you of feeble sheep rather than the bloodthirsty pack of wolves. You think that you'd like lamb chops after all of this. 

Turning your head back, you suck in a steady breath, your voice unwavering and clear despite being muffled into her clothes. "Kill them." 

"As you wish." 

Even as she draws out the sweetest, most revolting of screams from the remaining alive people, you find peace in your arms. You don't watch, instead, opting to rest your head against her and try to fall asleep to your former captors' begs of mercy. A hand combing through your hair wakes you up. You admire her sharpened red nails and her black hands, so contrasting against her unblemished and perfect skin but pretty all the same. It looks nice, sifting through your hair, it feels right, it feels perfect, even if they're dipped in blood.

"Well, I suppose we can work out the contract at a later time. For now, rest, my dear," her voice is soft and it lulls you to sleep in her arms. She tucks your head underneath her chin and walks away from the bloodbath, her darling wrapped tightly close to her.

[tyunlewd]

Please ignore this if it makes you feel uncomfortable, but i am seriously need txt with breeding kink rnnn😢

angel

soobin x fem!reader (smut)

warning(s); breeding, creampie (pls protect urselves 🙏), nickname ‘angel’, cum stuffing, (implied) aftercare :3

notes: first fic up on the blog because i made it then immediately got swamped with responsibilities irl pls forgib me </3. but anywho i prefer to write oneshots like this over headcanons/bulleted lists so i just chose one member, i hope that’s okay! if there’s another member you’d like to see pls lmk ^_^

soobin’s been fucking you for nearly an hour, his stamina impressing you despite your state of arousal. there was little other noise in the room besides desperate crazed moans and slapping of skin as he buried himself deep inside of you, running you into the mattress.

his soft grunts and moans severely contrasted his rough and quick pace, but they pushed you closer to the edge nonetheless

“fuck, baby,” he praises you sweetly.

“you take my dick so good. so good for me, pretty girl.”

you helplessly nod against the sheets, squirming around, your orgasm beginning to coil up in your stomach, pleading for a release.

“god, it’s so deep, it’s too deep!”

you whine, but his persistent thrusts don’t stop. if anything, he presses impossibly further inside of you, the tip of his dick hitting your cervix. a soft buzzing overtakes your entire body as you quickly approach an orgasm.

“gonna cum inside you, angel,”

he pants in your ear, hands gripping you by the small of your back. his thumbs dig into your plush skin, and when his breathing picks up you know he’s about to cum.

“wanna fill you up with my babies.”

at his comment, you unravel, cumming so hard your entire body reacts and shakes with pleasure. you desperately grip at the sheets beneath you to keep from twisting away and out of his grasp, but he’s holding you so tight you probably couldn’t have done so anyway.

the way you clench around him and whine and moan as you cum has him following you almost immediately after, pushing into you so far your ass is flush with his pelvic bone. you feel his sticky seed spill inside you, and because you’re already stuffed with his dick, it dribbles out of you.

“oh my god,”

soobin pulls out of you slightly, but not all the way. as he does so, you feel what seems like an absurd amount of cum squeeze itself out of you.

“you’re so full, angel.”

he pulls all the way out, and he almost gets hard again from the sight of your leaking pussy. as some of it leaks you, he scoops it up with his finger and shoves it back inside you. you yelp at the harsh overstimulation.

“wanna make sure you take every last drop,” he comments, repeating the motion of shoving his own arousal back inside of you as more of it tries to drip down your thighs.

after some time of him obsessively trying to keep you stuffed, you have to push his hand away weakly.

“enough, soob, i’m too full.”

he nods, but smears whatever slick is left of his hand on your butt, which he proceeds to knead and massage in his hands.

“you’re so pretty, angel. you look so pretty like this.”

you hum at the nice feeling, but when his curious fingers begin to wander lower, you swat at him again.

“s’ enough!”

you laugh, and he takes the hint this time. he presses a kiss you your backside, trailing more kisses up your spine before he makes it to your neck and face, pressing a long and sweet one right to your temple.

“i’ll be back, angel,” he promises, rising off of the bed and heading for the bathroom.

[shortestcake]

Hi! Hope you’re doing well!!! Love ur vi fics!!! Can I request some smut where Vi is like significantly more buff than r so she’s been hesitant to take that final step to not hurt r but r literally cannot take it anymore and practically begs vi to just take her, she can handle whatever vi gives her and vi just absolutely ravishes her 🙏

HURT ME

(drabble)

Pairing: Vi x reader

Pronouns used: none

Gendered terms: princess

Genre: smut

Hi love! Sorry this is so short, I was planning on a fic/ oneshot but I ended up going for a drabble

Plus size friendly, but reader is described as small/tiny in comparison to Vi

"Vi… hah." Your girlfriend watched as you unraveled on her thigh, creating a small wet spot from your constant back-and-fourth humping. Her hands gently guided your hips, "Vi, please, I need you to touch me." Every time you asked, you begged for the same thing, and every time she denied it. "Baby, I can't do that. Dun' wanna hurt you." Truth was, she was getting impatient too. Each pleasure-filled noise you let out made the impulse to ruin you for anyone else stronger and stronger. Your movements stopped, breath shallow as you cupped her cheeks. "You're not going to hurt me, I can handle it." But she couldn't believe that. You were so tiny compared to her.  "Princess…" She mumbled, eyeing you as you picked up the pace again, your hands traveling to rest on her shoulders. “Please.” It was as if something in her snapped, her grasp on your hips tautened, holding you in place. Before you could even question what she was doing, she'd flipped you over, now her face hovered just a few inched above yours. Silently, her hands roamed your bare body, pausing at your thighs. "Fuck, you're stunning y/n." She gently spread your legs, resting them above her shoulders. Vi's breath fanned against your core, her eyes darting from between your legs to your face. You started squirming in anticipation, waiting for her to finally fuck you. Rather than letting you get off by using her body. "If I go too far, promise you'll-" She was so damn cute, but your patience was running thin. Every word she said added the slightest bit of stimulation you so desperately needed. Taking matters into your own hands- you shoved her face into your cunt, sighing in relief when you felt her against you. Violet immediately started lapping at your pussy, finally tasting you, she was trying to do everything she's been wanting to do to you for so long. You would've giggled at her eagerness if you weren't already so overwhelmed by her tongue, or was it her iron grip on your thighs? Maybe her nose that repeatedly brushed against your neglected clit? You weren't sure, but it felt good. Vi continued to lick and occasionally spit at your core, hungrily taking in more of you each second. You quickly reached your high, a world-shattering orgasm broke through your body, all you could do was gasp and moan as Violet ate you out through your high. "Fuck, Vi, that was amazing." "Was?" A low chuckle reverberated from her chest, "Baby, I'm not even close to done with you."

[randoimago]

Thank you so much for keeping up with the writing! I know I struggle sometimes so I can imagine there are probably days where it's a bit hard to keep up?

All being well, could I get a friends to lovers with Brassius (Pokemon), where they're artist friends? Thank you 🙏💚💚

Picture Perfect

Fandom: Pokemon: Scarlet / Violet

Character(s): Brassius

Type of Request: 3,000 Followers Oneshots

Note(s): I have over 60 in the drafts rn so I know once the ask box is closed that I'll have a time 😅 But I do hope you enjoy this!!

Edit: Hi, Current Mod Kat. Yeah it was a time but a fun time!!

"That's the wrong shade of blue."

"It's the shiny version."

Brassius gives a small smile at your remark to him deliberately trying to mess with you. He's not usually one to be playful when it comes to art, but with your long friendship and how serious you look while drawing a pokemon. You look really cute in his eyes, and he couldn't help making a bit of a comment.

Brassius moves to work on his own drawing, making sure the colors are exact as he glances to his rotom where a reference photo of an Applin is. There is a curious legend behind the small pokemon and while it's usually talking about the physical pokemon, he hopes a picture can suffice. He has to duck behind his easel just in case you happened to look up and saw his blush.

He's been trying to keep this painting hidden from you. You'll see it when it's done, he promised you that. But he needs to make sure it's perfect. Brassius has finally decided he's had enough of just being friends with you and hopes that this is enough to convey his feelings when words don't come as easily. If only he could get the details perfect.

"I'm surprised your painting hasn't caught on fire." He's snapped out of his concentration as he looks over at you, seeing you already giving him an amused look. "You were glaring pretty heavily," you explain, and he lets out an "ah" as he didn't realize that.

"I need to make this perfect," he responds and hears the hum that you give him. "Sorry if I'm distracting you."

"It's fine, Brass." He gives you a look at the nickname, but there is a small smile on his face too. "What are you working so hard on?"

"You'll see when it's finished." He can't help a chuckle as you make another attempt to find out what he's working on as he dips his brush into some more paint to work more on his painting. He hears the grumble you give, and another chuckle leaves his lips.

There's some more small talk exchanged as you both work on your own art pieces. But the longer Brassius stares at his painting, the more he sees everything wrong with it. Doubt begins to cross his mind as if he should give this to you. You don't deserve anything but the best. Maybe he should go out and catch an actual Applin for you at this point.

"Aw, what a cute little guy." Brassius jumps as he hears your voice behind him. He turns quickly and tries to position his body in front of the painting, but you already saw it.

"Didn't I say-"

"I got impatient." Brassius narrows his eyes at you cutting him off as well as sneaking a glance at his painting that was supposed to be a secret. "But it does look really cute. Almost like the real thing. Why an Applin?" You ask him and he grumbles a bit as he steps aside so you can see the painting again. There isn't a reason to hide it considering you already saw.

"I wanted to give it as a gift. But I can't get it right," he tells you with a frown as he looks at the painting, only seeing mistakes and flaws in his eyes. A sigh leaves your lips and he sees the tired smile you give him.

"Brassius, we both know where this line of thinking leads. The painting is fantastic. I can see it's an Applin, there lighting effect you have that really makes the pokemon shine. It's obvious you put so much effort into this," you state as you continue pointing out all the things in the painting that make it perfect. The mistakes he saw before dimming a bit as he takes in your encouragement.

"The painting is for you, so I'm glad you enjoy it," Brassius says as he glances to you to see your expression. His previous confidence over this idea coming back slowly. "I know it's not the actual thing, but there's a legend with Applins in Galar..." He trails off as he waits to see if you understand what he's trying to say. Judging by your expression, you do.

"Brassius, are you-"

"I treasure our friendship. But I would be honored if you'd accept my feelings for you. I understand if you don't, but you're more important to me than any art piece I could dream of," he confesses as he stares into your eyes, making sure you know how serious he is.

There are a few moments of pause as you process what he just admitted to you. He continues to give you the determined look, not wanting to lose hope until he heard you speak.

"I... I have feelings for you too," you say, and he feels his heart soar as he smiles at you. He doesn't quite know what to say or do now because none of it would do how he feels justice. So he just leans in and presses a kiss to your forehead.

[lilac-5ky]

girl where have you beeeennnnnnn, not to be demanding or anything, but i miss that toji series sooooooo baaadddddddd, but seriously tho, if you're going through something, i hope it gets better soon, take care of yourself

I’m hereeeeeeeee sort of kind of maybe??? Not gonna lie, my brain juice has been drained a bit and combined with my growing obsession with Satoru, I’ve been lowkey suffering trying to keep up 😭😭 I’m trying to avoid seeing writing as a chore, but the burn out hit hard! I promise I’ve been working on a few different things, I’m about 50% done with a Suguru Office!AU oneshot which I’ll try to post in the next few days, and then I’ll pick up the roomie fic from where I left off! I have soooo many notes for it, I just need to put everything together. Then it’s turn for second part of my Gojo series and maybe I’ll get to finally finish the Ghost!Toji story too.

I’m sorry for falling so hard out of schedule, and thank you for your concern 🙏🥺🥰

[wiccawrites]

Umm, lovely wicca, no pressure, but update to Alone Together when? Please feed me more vampire!AU it's so delicious!

hugs and well wishes!

Probably after the kimchay oneshot since I updated Alone Together for like 3 weeks straight. Sooooo.... January 2023? First week? 😅😅😅

I'll try to see if I can squeeze a chapter in while writing the kimchay oneshot (technically I have most of the outline and the worldbuilding behind the next chapter of Alone Together done, I just need to write it) buuuut no promises because I really feel like writing kimchay fluff and if my schedule only allows me to write one, I'll probably prioritize the oneshot. 🙏🙏🙏

Also, thanks for checking in on Alone Together! Glad you're liking it so far :3

(It was supposed to be a much shorter fic but the more I try to build the plot, the more.... Ideas I get so I'll probably end up writing a bigger verse than originally intended. 💀💀💀 Especially after I wrap up the main ABO fic.)