#Alice in Borderland story
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Alice in Borderland story
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chishiyasleftnut ยท 11 months ago
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Hi!
I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH!
Can I request a (funny) valentines day gone a bit wrong smut?
Hi there (๏ฝกโ™ฅโ€ฟโ™ฅ๏ฝก) Happy (early) Valentineโ€™s Day! Iโ€™ve learned that I really enjoy doing these seasonal fics haha, so thank you for suggesting it!
As for other requests: I am working on them! My semester has started and Iโ€™m still working on an exam from the last semester, so my schedule is PACKED. I will get to them, though!
Delayed Valentine's
๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.
Plot: Chishiya wants to surprise fem!reader with something special for Valentineโ€™s Day, but his plans donโ€™t go as expected.
2434 words. ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค
If there was one thing Chishiya didnโ€™t have a lot of experience with, it was romance. Sure, he was a pretty good flirter, charming anyone he set his mind out to charm, but this was different; this was you. He had already โ€˜charmedโ€™ you. You were his, through and through, and had been so consistently for a while now, long enough that he even dared to call it love.
Even though showing love was completely new territory for him, it didnโ€™t mean that he didnโ€™t try. No, Chishiya had decided to try very hard, and seeing as Valentineโ€™s Day was coming up, the timing couldnโ€™t be better.
He knew that he could go the easy route: buy some roses, put on some sensual music, and make a romantic dinner just for the two of you, but that was almost too easy. You had probably had other boyfriends in the past who did that, so he knew he had to up his game. Simple wasnโ€™t good enough, not when it came to you.
After researching online, he came up with the perfect plan: a romantic getaway. Just you, him, beautiful scenery, and no responsibilities. From what he could gather online, this was something that women loved, so he was pretty sure you would too. Then the organisation began: booking tickets to Okinawa, finding a beautiful and luxurious hotel, researching good restaurants in the area, and calling your boss to convince them to let you take a few days off. Luckily, it all went smoothly. The day prior he packed both of your bags with all the necessities and a few gifts. This would be great, he thought.
You didnโ€™t learn of the plan until the night before and even then, he kept it annoyingly vague. You walked into your shared apartment wrapped in various winter garments to keep you warm in the cold, Tokyo February weather. Chishiya greeted you at the entrance, leaned against the wall.
โ€œWeโ€™re going somewhere tomorrow.โ€
โ€œWhat, after work?โ€ you asked sounding both surprised and happy. You were well aware that tomorrow was Valentines Day but didnโ€™t expect Chishiya to remember (or care).
โ€œNo,โ€ he said with a smirk. โ€œYouโ€™re not going to work. Weโ€™re going to the airport at 7am.โ€
You were just about to argue - you couldnโ€™t just skip work, what was he thinking? - when he pulled you closer, his lips grazing your forehead.
โ€œI have sorted everything out, donโ€™t worry,โ€ he whispered. โ€œJust trust me.โ€
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7am the next morning you were hauled into a taxi, still half asleep while Chishiya and the taxi driver loaded the trunk with your luggage. For the entire drive, Chishiya sat beside you with an arm around you, kissing your temple and whispering into your ear about how he was going to spoil you for the entire trip.
To your surprise, Chishiya was likewise as cuddly the entire way through airport security, despite him otherwise seldomly participating in PDA. His hand rarely left your waist, only letting you go to pass through the metal detector and immediately touching you again once he joined you on the other side.
Due to Chishiyaโ€™s perfectionism, you had plenty of time to peruse the various airport stores before it was time to board the plane, looking at everything from perfumes to tacky souvenirs. Every time you tried to make a purchase, Chishiya would pull out his credit card before you even had a chance to pay yourself. He was taking Valentineโ€™s Day seriously, it seemed, but you obviously werenโ€™t complaining. It was nice being pampered.
Having finished your shopping, Chishiya led you to a nearby flight board to check what gate you had to proceed to.
โ€œAh fuck,โ€ you heard him mumble. Curiously you followed his line of sight and noticed the big, red letters saying DELAYED displayed next to your flight number.
โ€œThatโ€™s okay,โ€ you quickly said to calm Chishiya down. โ€œItโ€™s probably just a little bit late.โ€
Oh boy were you wrong.
10 minutes turned into 30, which before you knew it had turned into 4 hours spent on uncomfortable metal airport seats. Chishiya looked particularly tense, his leg anxiously bouncing, and his jaw clenched - perhaps because his well-throughout plan was crumbling before his eyes and he wasnโ€™t entirely sure how to remedy the situation.
This was definitely not how either of you wanted to spend Valentineโ€™s Day. The day was supposed to be spent at a beach resort with a fruity drink in hand, not at Haneda Airportโ€™s terminal 1. But here you were, facing two choices: either you went home and cancelled the rather expensive trip, or you stayed waiting at the gate for God knows how long.
It was clear to you that it was those two choices that Chishiya was internally trying to make sense of. If you left now, he could drive you to a spa somewhere and then maybe get you dinner after. That wouldnโ€™t be a bad plan, but it would mean wasting a ton of money on non-refundable plane tickets and hotel reservations.
Chishiya groaned and leaned back on the uncomfortable chair. He rarely outwardly showed displeasure like that, but you couldnโ€™t blame him. With his hand in yours, you began drawing circles on his palm with your thumb. The contact seemed to calm him down somewhat, his leg slowly quieting down and his jaw unclenching.
โ€œIt could be worse, you know?โ€ you said softly, trying to make him feel better.
โ€œHow could it possibly be worse?โ€ he sighed with closed eyes.
โ€œI donโ€™t know... Godzilla could be wrecking the airport? I could be pregnant? A lot of things could make it worse!โ€
Chishiya slowly opened his eyes to look at you like you were insane.
โ€œAh yes, the well-known, very realistic situation of a giant, radioactive lizard ruining our Valentineโ€™s Day plans.โ€ he said dryly. โ€œAs for the pregnancy thing: donโ€™t even say it. Youโ€™ll jinx it and weโ€™ll be stuck changing diapers for the next few years.โ€
His tone shut you up immediately. Normally he would at least chuckle a bit at your nonsensical words, but it didnโ€™t seem like he had the spoons for humour right now. Unsure what else to do, you continued to draw circles on his palm until he closed his eyes again.ย 
You felt bad knowing that he had tried so hard to make you feel loved, just for everything to go wrong. At this point you didnโ€™t even care about the trip to Okinawa, you just wanted him to feel as happy as he had intended to make you feel. The least you could do was make him relax a bit. And thatโ€™s when you had a lightbulb moment, causing you to lean in closer to him, your breath tickling his skin as you whispered.
โ€œLetโ€™s go to the bathroom.โ€
The blonde turned to look at you. Although he knew what your intentions were, he was still confused as to why you were suddenly in the mood for public sex. Surely failed plans wouldnโ€™t get you in the mood.
โ€œCome on,โ€ you repeated with a smile, standing up and pulling Chishiya with you towards the nearest accessible bathroom.
Once inside, you locked the door and turned to look at Chishiya who still looked quite confused albeit now also a tad amused.
โ€œMay I ask why youโ€™ve pulled me into a handicap stall?โ€ he asked with a raised eyebrow and the faintest smile on his lips.
โ€œWell 1) Iโ€™m terribly bored,โ€ you laughed, causing Chishiyaโ€™s grin to widen too. โ€œAnd 2) I can see how tense you are about this entire thing not going as you envisioned. I just want to tell you that itโ€™s okay. I appreciate the sentiment.โ€
โ€œIs that so?โ€
โ€œMm,โ€ you hummed and nodded. โ€œIt was very sweet of you to plan all of this. So, thank you.โ€
With two confident steps, you walked closer to your boyfriend and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself in close to him. Without even thinking, Chishiyaโ€™s hands found their way around your waist, squeezing you slightly.
โ€œLetโ€™s just forget about the plane for a minute and celebrate Valentineโ€™s Day anyway. What do you say?โ€
Chishiya didnโ€™t respond with words, but the smile on his lips as he leaned in to close the small gap between you told you all you had to know: he was finally relaxing.
Your lips met in an at first tender kiss, completely transporting the both of you to another universe - one that wasnโ€™t an ambiguously clean airport bathroom. The only thing you felt was Chishiyaโ€™s soft lips on yours and his strong hands squeezing around your waist. Your lips parted, begging for Chishiya to explore you fully which he did.
All you could feel, hear, smell, and taste was him as he took over every single one of your senses. He backed you towards the wall, pressing you up against it with his own body. His hands moved from your waist to roam around your body, going up and down the natural valleys of your curves and traversing every inch of you.
With his body pressed up against yours you couldnโ€™t help but feel his hardening length prodding your abdomen, only getting harder and harder the more skin his hands covered. Swiftly, he hiked up your skirt and slid his hand down your underwear causing you to gasp at the sudden sensation.
Your arms tightened around his neck as Chishiya began circling your clit, making you wetter and wetter with each orbit. Instinctively, you felt him grind up against your body to provide any sort of relief from the uncomfortably tight tent that was forming in his pants.
Unwilling to wait longer than he had to, Chishiya quickly pulled down your underwear, letting them slide down your body until they reached the floor where you stepped out of them. With full access to you, he likewise as rapidly dropped his own pants to the floor, pulled one of your legs up around his waist, and teasingly ran his tip up and down your wet folds, coating both him and you in your arousal.
โ€œYouโ€™re already so wet for meโ€ he murmured smugly, satisfied with your bodily response to his touch. His words sent fire straight to your core, making you whimper for his touch.
โ€œPleaseโ€ you whispered breathlessly into his ear, pleading to feel him fully.
Chishiya didnโ€™t waste even a second before he sunk his fat tip into your entrance, pushing his entirety into you until he bottomed out and pressed up against your cervix. His body twitched and his breath turned shaky as he got used to the feeling of your tight, wet walls hugging him, simultaneously begging him to stay right where he was and to begin fucking you.
And he did just that. With rhythmic movements he repeatedly thrusted in and out of you, sending both of you to heaven with every plunge his dick made into your wet core. The sounds of your moans and whimpers echoed through the tiled walls of the bathroom, the only other sound being that of skin hitting skin.
With your fingers intertwined in his blonde locks, and his fingertips strongly digging into the fat on your hips, you immediately became one with one-another, transforming into a single being whose only purpose in life was pleasure - and it was certainly succeeding at that task.
โ€œI want to see that pretty ass of yoursโ€ Chishiya growled into your ear before pulling out of you and leaving you feeling terribly empty.
The emptiness didnโ€™t last long, though. Chishiya swiftly spun you around and lead you towards the sink, pushing your upper body over the cold porcelain.
With both hands firmly on the sink to stabilise you, you made eye contact with Chishiya in the mirror as he lined himself up at your entrance and immediately pushed in, fucking into you so good that your vision went blurry. The pleasure made it so that you didnโ€™t even notice that he leaned down over you, positioning his mouth right next to your ear.
โ€œGod, I love you,โ€ he half whispered, half groaned.
You wanted to reply, to tell him โ€˜I love youโ€™ back, but nothing intelligible came out of your mouth. Chishiya, as always, found both humour and pride in the condition you were in.
โ€œMm, whatโ€™s that darling?โ€ he purred smugly. โ€œUse your words.โ€
โ€œL-love you t-t-tooโ€ you finally stammered out.
โ€œGood girl.โ€
Chishiya fully stood up again allowing for deeper thrusts, effectively hitting your cervix each time. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, making you crave more in the moment despite knowing youโ€™ll regret the roughness later.
โ€œMmph, mโ€™close,โ€ you mewled as your core tightened around Chishiya. โ€œDonโ€™t stop.โ€
Before you knew it, one of Chishiyaโ€™s hand has snaked from your hip and down in between your legs, aiding along the rapidly approaching orgasm by playing with the needy bud.
You came hard; so hard that Chishiya had to cover your mouth with his free hand to not attract unwanted attention from the rest of the airport. Chishiya came not long after, his hips stuttering until he half-collapsed down over you as he spurted his seed deep into you, his shaky breath dancing against your sweaty skin.
For a moment you both stayed in that position, too fucked out to do anything else. Chishiya was the first to come out of the trance-like state, kissing you on the cheek to awake you too before he stood up and got dressed again. You followed suit shortly after, putting on your still damp underwear to cover your core, which was dripping with both of your arousal.
With his hand around your waist, Chishiya led you back out to the waiting section by your gate. There, you were both greeted by a welcomed sight.
โ€œSeems like boarding is in 10 minutes,โ€ Chishiya commented casually as if he hadnโ€™t spent the last 4 or so hours on stressing about the delayed flight. Perhaps the sex had helped to calm his nerves a bit.
โ€œThank God,โ€ you exclaimed with a chuckle before sitting down and going through your bags to find your passport and boarding pass. โ€œWeโ€™ve waited ages.โ€
Chishiya chuckled too, happy that you didnโ€™t seem to mind too much that his otherwise lovely Valentineโ€™s Day plan hadnโ€™t worked out as he envisioned it. He helped you find the documents, holding the both of yours in his hands. To show his gratitude for your carefree approach to the entire situation, he gently placed a kiss on the forehead before whispering.
โ€œYouโ€™re going to love the hotel.โ€
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iri1zzz ยท 6 months ago
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YALL HELP- I was just trying to shift nothin special yk? Then when i opened my eyes i saw a figure of my S/O FROM A DIFFERENT DR AND I FELT SO EMOTIONAL BC WHY IS THIS MF IN MY ROOM WITH ME WHEN I AM SUPPOSED TO BE WITH HIM IN MY DR TF๐Ÿ˜ญ Chat is this a sign?
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storge ยท 7 months ago
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WATANABE YUTARO as Tatta Kodai Alice in Borderland S2
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ctrlchar ยท 1 year ago
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Masterlist
who i write for
* means itโ€™s one of my favorites
requests will be written with a fem reader in mind unless specified otherwise
Alice in borderland
arisu
NSFW headcannons
sub Arisu headcannons
NSFW alphabet
chishiya
Chishiya x asexual reader headcannons
Simp!Chishiya headcannons
Random Chishiya headcannons
NSFW alphabet *
sfw headcannons
cockwarming chishiya
chishiya x militant reader
chishiya reacting to niragi trying to assult reader
kyuma
Kyuma x reader having a bad day headcannons
Kyuma crushing headcannons
NSFW alphabet
Random Kyuma headcannons *
tatta
fluff headcannons
save your tears (nsfw)
karube
NSFW alphabet
AHS
tate langdon
NSFW headcannons
kit walker
NSFW headcannons
Scream
charlie walker
NSFW alphabet *
Random headcannons
stalker headcannons
cuddling headcannons
lick it up (nsfw)
sfw headcannons
stu macher
nsfw alphabet
Other
danny cooper
submissive headcannons *
bunny!danny headcannons
jack thurlow
nsfw headcannons
euronymous
iโ€™ll kiss your open sores (nsfw)
jake webber
doing his makeup*
enemies to lovers
nsfw alphabet
black cat reader x Jake
please baby please(pussy drunk!Jake)
jake webber hickey headcannons *
gimme more(sub!jake w/overstim)
cockwarming jake
jakexgf with pierced nipples
size kink headcannons
fluff headcannons
johnnie guilbert
joining his stream *
nsfw headcannons
doing his makeup
sub!johnnie
nsfw alphabet
dom!johnnie headcannons
giving him head under his desk headcannons *
johnnie x goth reader headcannons
johnnie buying reader a cat
love/hate (hate sex w/ johnnie)
johnnie x trans male reader having a bad day
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life-is-more-than-just-a-game ยท 10 months ago
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Can you write a lovely fluff story between Arisu and female reader who loves get kissed, to get cuddled, to get touched from him (and maybe more) at night?๐Ÿฅฐ Maybe something romantic with some kinda sexual parts
โ™ ๏ธ Late night closeness โ™ ๏ธ
A/N: Yo, I'm back and haven't forgot your request yet! As I said in one of my posts, I felt a little sick this one day so I used the next days to recover a little. Plus, I was at work thursday and friday until 6pm, so I was tired and exhausted to be honest. ๐Ÿ˜ฌ
Nevertheless, here comes your desired story and I hope that you will like it even more. Now that it's finally out. ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
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Characters: Arisu
POV: fem!reader ; fluff ; slightly sexual content at the end!
Warnings: Includes slightly sexual content, but nothing excessive.
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Late at night. To be more precise, it's the perfect time to go to sleep. Just like I always do. Apart from the fact that the surroundings are quiet and empty from dawn to dusk anyway, there is complete darkness all around us. One thing I can't stand since I've been in Borderland. The reason? The red laser beams that shine down from the sky to kill other people whose visas have run out. I know a few idiots who stay up late and look for a higher spot to watch the spectacle. Just to make sure how many will leave this world behind forever - and for sure - today.
Fortunately for me, I also know people who have similar thoughts to mine. People who don't want to see this happen. People who have enough common sense, empathy and decency to look the other way. Call it strength or call it gutlessness.
I want to sleep. Every day, even before the selection takes place. However, my thoughts, which are spinning endlessly in circles, are preventing me from doing so today. My eyes are closed. My back is turned to the window so that I am not even tempted to open my eyes. But as destiny wants it, this shall not be to my disadvantage.
It's a typical time for me to sleep. You lose track of time and space in here, but if I had to guess, it would probably be 10 pm by now. Maybe half past ten at night. So I'm not surprised that the mattress behind me lowers a little, that the blanket is lifted slightly and then gets straightened again. So that I too can enjoy a comfortable and peaceful night's sleep. Just as I deserve- at least according to Arisu.
Arisu and I ... we met here during a game and haven't gone our separate ways ever since. At least not directly. We rarely go to games together for fear that we'll end up in one where we have to kill each other. I know Arisu's story. I know what he's been through. And I don't want him to have to go through it again.
We always promise each other that we'll come back. That we'll meet again at the agreed meeting point and go back to sleep side by side in the evening. The only difference today is that I'm still awake and can therefore feel the dark-haired man snuggling up to me even better.
How he puts his arm around me and presses me closer to him so that my back is pressed tightly against his upper body. As if he's afraid someone might just take me away from him for the night. Or as if he was worried that I would just leave him alone in the middle of the night.
He does that often. Always, actually. Every night when I'm drifting off to sleep. And I like it. Arisu is a shy boy who has a lot of decency as well as respect. He would never do anything against my will or touch someone 'indecently' if he didn't know whether he was allowed to. And even if he was allowed to, he would find it difficult because he wouldn't know how to handle it.
I think he knows that I like this kind of closeness. I'm not sure, but if he pulls me into his arms while I'm sleeping, I think I'll have some reactions that approve of his actions. Be it a smile that creeps onto my lips. It's possible I'll turn towards him to nuzzle my face into the skin of his neck so I can be even closer to him. And then I remember that I once started to giggle a little when Arisu pressed kisses to my cheek, neck and shoulder. I remember, because ... he is doing it again.
"I love it when you try to show me your affection secretly, quietly and silently." As soon as he speaks, I notice how his head shoots up a little and his grip on me loosens. "Surprise, love." I take the chance to turn onto my back in the loose grasp of his arms so that I can see Arisu's face much better- it may be dark, but I don't miss the somewhat indignant look on his silhouette, which makes me laugh a little.
"I thought you were asleep!" he says confusedly, his eyes almost as big as the moon in the sky itself. "How much did you notice...?"
"Everything." Silence. "But I don't think that was enough." I smile up to him, stretching my face a little towards his so that I can give him a little peck on the lips, before staring at him for a second.
"Awkward."
"Awkward?", I asked, bursting into laughter. "What the fuck are calling awkward, Ryohei?! No, that's not!"
"I-It's just ... I thought you sleep, Y/N!" Now he starts giggling himself, so that both of us are just a laughing mess. "You can't pretend just to set a trap for me, that's not how it works!"
"Oh? But it worked very well, don't you think?" It takes a moment for us both to settle down again- until we're both quiet and just smiling to ourselves.
Shortly afterwards, Arisu tightens his grip again and presses me against him once more. He has turned sideways towards me and finally leans his head relaxed against mine. I do the same and start to stroke his arm up and down with one of my hands, while we just lie here together in silence, staring into emptiness. In the soft bed of the tower block that we have made our home for the night.
"I ... actually tried to fall asleep but failed this time." Arisu looks down on me while I look up to him. "It wasn't my plan to trap you, darling. But I have to say, I really do love it, when you cuddle me that much while I'm sleeping, Arisu. And you know, I would be happy when you keep doing this- it makes me feel protected and ... I feel safe in this creepy world when having you by my side." I assume that these words will overwhelm Arisu for a moment, as it's quite a lot at once and โ€ฆ well, very unexpected. "So โ€ฆ I'd be happy if you did that more often. Not just when I'm asleep, but also when I'm awake. I really enjoy your attention and your closeness, so โ€ฆ I think it would be nice if we could build on this ... intimacy." I know it might not be a good attitude.
This is not the world in which you would want to fall in love. We are not in the time warp where you are looking forward to the love of your life, where you want to fall for a person completely and carefree. Here in Borderland, it's a matter of life and death. That's why it might be wrong to tie yourself to one person- morally speaking. But if your heart is yearning and your head is in harmony with it, then it no longer feels as wrong as it really is.
"You know, this ... might getting dangerous, love?", he whispers, making me giving him back a quite "Of course" which makes him sigh a bit. "This โ€ฆ is not something one want to assume, but โ€ฆ you know, it can happen every day that one of us doesn't come back to the other." You can tell from his voice that he feels fear and pain at the thought, which makes me swallow hard- but again I only get out a whispered "I know ...", which should make him realize how seriously I meant what I said to him. "And yet you want me to consciously give you this intimacy?"
"Yes," I said, serious. "Because I love you, Ryohei." This is where I end my caresses on his arm.
Instead, I just look up at him, able to catch his eyes thanks to the light given off by the moon. I notice how his arms wrap around me even tighter in response and I catch myself clawing into the skin of his arm a little, but lightly enough to make sure there's no residue and that I don't accidentally hurt him. He nuzzles his face into my cheek and we close our eyes to enjoy the togetherness for a moment. To forget everything else for just a few seconds.
"I don't think that's something we can decide immediately, Arisu ..."
"There's no need to decide something, I guess." I open my eyes again, looking at him, giving a little "Huh?" right back, before I can catch a smile on his lips. "I ... I cannot deny that I ... like you and that I would very much like to continue to be close to you." I giggle.
"Come here." Without giving it a second thought, I swing myself on top of him and wrap my arms loosely around his neck.
His hands rest on my back from that point on and I make it quick: I pull him into a loving, passionate kiss. I know he needs a moment to realize what's going on, so โ€ฆ I give him the time. And only when he moves his lips against mine do I match his movements and deepen the kiss a little more, burying one of my hands in his mane so that I can push him a little closer to me.
A little later I wander with my lips to his neck, which he frees up for me a little bit by tilting his head to the side. Small kisses are spread over his thin skin before I reach his ear and whisper a soft "Touch me, Arisu ..." into it, making him blush, pretty sure.
"You want me to-"
"I see what you're up to, my love." I'm smiling. "Don't think about it โ€ฆ and just do it." Again I start to work his neck, which makes him hum happily before I add anything else. "When I was sleeping, you weren't afraid to go under my shirt, too." Now I'm laughing.
Because of his shocked "What?!". Because of his big eyes. Because he's a little freaked out all of a sudden.
"How much did you really notice when I thought you were sleeping all this time?!"
"I've been sleeping," I say, "but sometimes I've woken up and just let it pass over me with pleasure~."
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sammybellini ยท 1 month ago
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Hi everyone!!! I decided to create an account here on Tumblr to post my fanfics that I originally posted on Wattpad.
There are several, such as: American Horror Story, Elite, Harry Potter, Chucky, Rebelde, Outer Banks, Round 6, AIB, etc...
You can also send me questions or make requests for short fics, I'll try to answer them all! Thank you and I hope we can all be friends. โ™ก
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ihearth0rror ยท 1 year ago
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im a slut for bubbly cute who is actually really buff/angry little bitch who thinks they are strong x nice but serious and responsible who has a lot of feelings
its cute
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temporarywelcome ยท 4 months ago
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Requests
Masterlist here
In Progress here
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Hello, Tumblr, I'm an aspiring writer who needs โœจpracticeโœจ so please feel free to make requests. I'll write platonic, romantic, and sexual fics (within reason)
Here is what I'm willing to do...
KPOP
TWICE Momo, Sana, Jihyo (platonic, wlw, smut -> dom!member)
(G)I-DLE Shuhua, Soyeon (platonic, wlw, smut -> dom!member)
Stray Kids Minho, Hyunjin, Felix, Jeongin (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!skz)
ITZY Lia, Ryujin, Yuna platonic, wlw, smut for Ryujin -> dom!ryu)
SHINee Taemin (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!taemin)
Alice in Borderland
-Arisu Ryohei (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!arisu)
Resident Evil
-Leon Kennedy (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!leon) Jill Valentine (platonic, wlw, smut -> dom!jill)
Criminal Minds
-Spencer Reid (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!spencer)
American Horror Story
Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Jimmy Darling, Kyle Spencer, James Patrick March (no smut for Tate <<<<he is a minor, people>>>>, dom!kit and jimmy if smut, James is def a switch I'll do either for smut, no smut for Kyle bc it seems wrong to me)
X-Men
-Peter Maximoff (platonic, bxg, smut -> sub!peter) -Charles Xavier (platonic, bxg, smut -> dom!charles)
Smut Disclaimers: I will not sexualize a religious figure of any religion. tbh I'll probably only write dominate men when I'm ovulating if we're being so fr....
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๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ! ๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ฎ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ!
๐— ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ (๐˜€๐—บ๐˜‚๐˜, ๐—ณ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ, ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ณ๐˜„, ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ, ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ/๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด/๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด/๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…, ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ, ๐˜ƒ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ, ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฒ, ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜†, ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€, ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜, ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น, ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜†, ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—บ, ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…, ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€: ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ, ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฝ-๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ, ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฝ-๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ, ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜†.)
๐—œ ๐——๐—ข ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜€: (๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ, ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜, ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป/๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…/๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ, ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ก-๐—–๐—ข๐—ก, ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐˜€: (๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ, ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต, ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†)
๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ท๐—ผ๐˜† ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ!
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๐˜พ๐™ƒ๐˜ผ๐™๐˜ผ๐˜พ๐™๐™€๐™๐™Ž ๐™„ ๐™’๐™๐™„๐™๐™€ ๐™๐™Š๐™:
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๐—–๐—ข๐——(๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜†):
๐˜€๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป "๐—š๐—›๐—ข๐—ฆ๐—ง" ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜†
๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—บ "๐—›๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—”๐—ก๐—š๐—œ" ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด-๐—ท๐—ถ๐—ป
๐—ธ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด
๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ป โ€œ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—–๐—˜"
๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ป "๐—ฆ๐—ข๐—”๐—ฃ" ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต
(๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€)
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๐—ฅ๐—˜(๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—น):
๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ
๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜†
๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
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๐—ง๐—ช(๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—น๐—ณ):
๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜‡๐˜†๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜„ "๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฆ" ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ
๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น
๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ธ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฒ
๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฒ "๐—ฉ๐—ข๐—œ๐—— ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฆ"
๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ
๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ผ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฒ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป
๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—ต ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ
๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฐ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜†
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๐—ข๐—•๐—ซ(๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€):
๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ด๐—ฒ
๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป
๐—ท๐—ท ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ฏ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐—ป๐—ธ
๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜†๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ
๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป
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๐—ฆ๐—ž๐—ญ(๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐˜€)
๐—ต๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ท๐—ถ๐—ป
๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜…
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ป๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ
๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป-๐—ต๐—ผ
๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ป
๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—บ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป
๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ท๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด
๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป
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๐—ง๐—ช๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—š๐—›๐—ง(๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฎ):
๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป
๐—ท๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป
๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป
๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฏ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป
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๐—˜๐—ซ๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—” ๐—–๐—›๐—”๐—ฅ๐—”๐—–๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ:
๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ- ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป
๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ด๐˜‚ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป
๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ผ- ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ผ- ๐˜€๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ
๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ต๐—ผ- 20๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น
๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ผ- ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—น
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—น
๐—น๐˜‚๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€- ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜€
๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ- ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜€
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป- ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜€
๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ-๐—ด๐—ถ๐—น๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜€
๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ฐ
๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ฐ
๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ฒ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐—ต๐—ฎ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€
๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€
๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐—น๐—ฒ-๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต
๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐—น๐—ฒ- ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ
๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต- ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ
๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ- ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ
๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ผ- ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜€
๐—ธ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ- ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ (๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป-๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ)
๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ต๐—ผ- ๐˜…๐—ผ,๐—ธ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐˜†
๐—ด๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ป ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฒ- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ
๐˜€๐—ต๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜†๐—ฎ- ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ
๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜‚- ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ
๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜‚ ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ- ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ
๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ท๐—ถ ๐—ธ๐˜†๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฎ- ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ
๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—น๐˜†๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ- ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ
๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€- ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ
๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜†- ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ
๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€- ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ
๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ- ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
๐—ฑ๐˜†๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป
๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป-๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ
๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—น ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜…๐—ผ๐—ป- ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ
๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜†
๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐—ถ'๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„! ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป!!!
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i-m-a-gin-e ยท 2 years ago
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POV : I don't want to sleep with u
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rockstvrdotcom ยท 2 years ago
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im writing too much creepypasta guys ๐Ÿฅฒ why are all the options nsfw im going to hell guys
feitan is so underrated LIKE LOOK AT THIS MAN
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daidonzo ยท 2 years ago
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Just a little rush, babe, to feel dizzy
part 1 โ”‚ part 2 โ”‚ part 3
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'Hatter took away my bed.'
'He did what?'
'He just told me toย tell Mori-chan he's welcome, who the fuck is that guy?'
You were fuming. At first, Aguni had found it almost funny, to see you pacing up and down the corridor followed by a soft-speaking Kuina that was undoubtedly trying to calm you down. Your arms were raised and wide open, you were screaming and cussing and hissing, hair messy, all over your face. It suited you, somehow, to be so passionate.
But that was until he had learned the reason why you were angry.
Takeru, I'm going to murder you, Aguni thought to himself. He felt his own skull throbbing, pounding, the pressure of sudden anger threatening to pop his eyes out of his head. He took some long, slow breaths, feeling the sudden emotion slowly subsiding, being relegated to a low, faint, pulsing sensation somewhere in his chest.
'That's me.' Aguni muttered, unclenching his jaw.
You stared at him, coming to a halt so suddenly Kuina almost crashed into you.
'What's you?'
'Mori-chan.'
'Can you explain to me why the hell would Hatter take awayย myย bed for you?'ย 
Kuina looked to her right, then to her left, as if she was searching for a way out. 'I think I can hear Chishiya calling...' It was a lie, of course. But you were not paying attention to your friend any longer, your big, slanted eyes focused only on Aguni. Shooting daggers at him. She used that excuse to run away, leaving the two of you to stand in the corridor, facing each other.
You had your arms crossed firmly over your chest, your expression tight, your skin pale from the tension.
'Hatter and I... We are friends.'
'You're friends? I thought you despised one another.'
'That's just... Look, can we speak somewhere else?'
'No.'
Aguni sighed. You were so difficult at times, and yet he could not keep himself away from you. He very much preferred when your annoyance was not directed at him. He hoped, that, by explaining, he could at least get on your good side.
'He and I were friends back in the real world, we have been since we were kids. We came here together, and... Long story short, he decided to create The Beach to try and give hope to those who had fallen into despair. We pretend not to get along because it is becoming increasingly hard to control Niragi and the others, and it is a way for him to put me and by extension, them, in place. Establish dominance.' He paused, waiting for a group of people to pass out of earshot. 'I didn't ask him to do this. I swear.'
He was avoiding your inquisitive eyes, instead looking down at his shoes but he could almost hear your eyebrows being raised. You took a few seconds to answer, thinking carefully about the information you just received.
'I have never heard you say that many words. Fair enough, I believe you.' You declared, but Aguni knew this was not over. You always had more questions, no matter the topic. 'Why does he want us to sleep together?'
'I don't think that was his intention...'
'He took my bed.'
'Well... we met yesterday and I might have told him...'
'Yes?'
'He asked about you. I might have told him I liked you.'
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'Mori-chan! Long time no see!'
Takeru gave his friend a big bear hug, Aguni corresponding by awkwardly patting his back.
'We never meet anymore. You could at least pretend to be happy to see me.'ย 
Aguni was happy to see him. But you had just passed by his room to nonchalantly ask if he wanted to grab something to eat with you, pouting adorably when he had said he couldn't, an actual spark of disappointment in your eyes, blowing him a kiss before you left. And part of him was still stuck in that moment.
'I'm sorry, Takeru. I have been busy.'
'Oh, I know.' The man let himself dramatically fall on the couch, serving some amber-colored liquor in two glasses and indicating his friend with a head nod to sit, as well. 'I've heard there is a new person in your life.'
'Not really.' Aguni shrugged, shifting uncomfortably, grabbing his glass and finishing it in one long gulp. You were his secret. A shouted one, but a secret, nonetheless. Takeru lived in this room, hardly ever coming out unless it was to give his little speeches or to choose which was the next girl, or boy, to join him in his bed. They never lasted long.
He couldn't have heard of you, could he?
'Ah, no? So you don't know anyone who smiles like this?' His lips stretched into a lopsided smile, much like your own. 'A fiery woman, that one. They are starting to call her Aguni's girl.'
'Who does?'
'Ah, but my friend...' Takeru leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. 'You're not asking the right questions! And honestly, I don't know why I would even answer, I'm offended you didn't tell me first you were falling for someone.' He pressed a hand to his chest, right where his heart was, grimacing, as if it really, really hurt him.
'I'm not falling for her.'
'Oh, of course not! You've already fallen! I can see it all over your face.' Takeru pointed at him, making circles with his index finger. Had he always been this exuberant or had it only gotten worse with time?
Aguni closed his mouth, tensing his muscles, teeth grinding, nostrils flaring. He did not like how this situation was going.
'So... Have you already kissed?' Takeru asked. He, like you, never gave up when there was something he wanted to know. 'Have you already...' He lowered his voice, and giggled theatrically, covering his mouth with his hand. '...you know, sealed the deal? Had sex?'
'No.'
'How come?'
'I... haven't said anything to her about my feelings.' Aguni ended up confessing. It was stupid, trying to hide anything from Takeru. He wouldn't have it. And the sooner they talked about this, the sooner they could move on to other topics.
'Why?' Takeru's mouth was in the shape of a perfect o.
'There hasn't been time?'
'Oh, Mori!' Takeru run his fingers through his hair, shaking his head and clicking his tongue, obviously disappointed. 'And when are you going to tell her? When she dies in a game? When you die in a game? We could die at any moment, what's the point in waiting?'
Aguni didn't answer. He poured himself another drink, without asking, much more generous this time, and once again, he swallowed the contents of the glass at once. 'I really don't see the point in speaking about this.'
'Okay, can I at least tell you she's pretty? Praise your taste in women?'
'Takeru...'
'Fine. Let's talk about something boring, then.' He rolled his eyes until only white was showing. 'How are the militants doing?'
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'Did you just say that you like me?'
'I do.'
'And why didn't you tell me?'
You were not mad now, that much was obvious. But Aguni had trouble pinpointing exactly what it was that you were feeling. You were chewing on your lower lip, contemplative, making him think he wouldn't mind having a small bite either.ย 
'I... don't know?'
Why were you asking him this? Did you feel the same way? Did you not?
Why did you have to be so hard to read?
You scoffed. 'Please,ย Mori-chan, don't give me so much information at once. I might not be able to handle it.' You grinned immediately after, rubbing your chin. Aguni was almost afraid to ask what you were thinking about. 'How did he know I would go to sleep in your room?'
'Hm?'
'Yeah, how did Hatter know I wouldn't go sleep with Kuina, or Chishiya, or someone else?'
'Ah... I don't know.' Just the thought of you sleeping with another person was unpleasant.
'I guess it doesn't matter since I was going to askย you,ย either way. Although I kind of don't want to now, if only to spite that little man. Care to walk me to my new resting place?' And without waiting for a response, you grabbed Aguni's arm, staring at him with those eyes of yours.
He nodded, and started walking, head straight. He, however, also kept stealing side glances at you. He had just confessed his feelings, and he didn't know how to interpret your reaction. Maybe, you also didn't know how to feel. You were distractedly humming some unknown song, seemingly still lost in thought.
When you finally arrived, you opened the door and entered without any ceremony. You had never actually been inside of Aguni's room, but you had waited by it many mornings, afternoons and nights.
'My bedroom was like the broom's closet compared to this.' You whistled, pleasantly surprised. You gazed at the man. 'If you wanted me to immediately believe you were close with Hatter, you only needed to show me this.'
It was a suite, one of the biggest and nicest from the resort. Aguni didn't particularly care for it, but he had to admit that it was comfortable, spacious and well-decorated, and that he liked how impressed it made you.
'Is this the best room this hotel has to offer?'
'No, Takeru... Hatter, has the biggest. He's next door.'
The room could only keep you entertained so much, because after snooping around for a bit and opening a few drawers, your eyes were back on him. 'This liking me thing. When did it start?'
You were standing near, getting close without him even noticing, which was a thing you knew how to do that he had yet to discover the trick to. He could smell your hair, he could see the beauty spots on your jawline, on your long neck, on your chest.
'I liked you from the beginning.' If he didn't lie to Takeru, why would he lie to you?
'Is it a 'I want to have sex with you' kind of thing or is it a 'I actually have feelings forย you' thing?'
'Eh... The second.'
'Cool. We are on the same page, then.'
'What do you mean?'
'I like you as well.'
Aguni worked his lips, as if trying to find the right words.ย 
But he discovered there were better things to do with them, when you lifted your head and pressed your mouth against his, one of your hands sliding round the back of his neck, the other wrapping the fabric of his t-shirt in a fist, bringing him closer to you, until there was nothing, not even air, between your bodies. A soft grunt was already forming in your throat.
He took a second to react, but then he was kissing back, with the same intensity if not more, catching his breath. His face sideways on to yours, locked together. One of his hands working through your hair, the other already travelling down your back.
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Your head was resting on Aguni's chest, your fingers drawing shapes lazily on his skin.
He was playing with a strand of your hair, bewitched, stamping every detail of your face into his mind. Including your half grin when you caught him staring at you.
'Like what you see?' You purred, moving your face closer to his, so that your lips brushed his when you spoke.
'I do.'ย 
'Hm? Ready to go a second time, tiger?'
'With you? And a third, and a fourth...'
'Uh oh. Poor Hatter. Wasn't he next door? We are not going to let him sleep.' Your voice was full of pity, but your eyes told a different story. There was something playful in them.
'I don't care. Damn him, he deserves it. He was right, and I will have to thank him. But he deserves it...'
Aguni's words trailed off, you already biting, and kissing, and sucking on his neck, chuckling while doing it.
He grabbed your hips, putting you on top him, ready to get lost in you once more.
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trashycosmos ยท 19 days ago
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my alice in borderland live action experienceโ„ข๏ธ
ep 1: not sure what to expect here
ep 3: hey, uh, that was a Lot
ep 5: chishiya cool kuina cool
ep 8: what the fuck ft. chishiya not cool & kuina fucking rocks
s2 ep 1: well ig i can't be surprised
ep 2: ๐Ÿ˜
ep 4: chishiya ok
ep 7: H E Y W H A T the A C T U A L F U CK
ep 8: nothing matters anymore ๐Ÿ™ƒ - OHMYGOD ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿคง
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blues-valentine ยท 2 years ago
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Not female character in Alice In Borderland has a flaw. Iโ€™m sorry. They gave us action, gun fights, chasing scenes. They were carrying the action sequences of the show. All are 10/10 in my book. And Usagi isnโ€™t "bland", you all just hate when female characters have romantic relationships on screen because for some reason that devalues how bad ass they can be perceived โ€” which is a weird concept entirely.
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hoodedchishiya ยท 1 year ago
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Send me a ๐Ÿ’‹ for a gif of how our muses would kiss.
A โ€˜barely thereโ€™ kiss.
What man could stand to be teased day in and day out? Chishiya certainly couldnโ€™t. Between the flirtatious banter and the not-so-subtle, sultry glances shared through half-lidded eyes from across the pool, the blond could practically feel the last of his self control dropping like a tipping scale he couldnโ€™t quite balance out quick enough. With the thick tension hanging in the air between him and the root of his problem โ€” known as none other than one of the newest Beach residents, Aisaka โ€” he would hazard a guess that said tension could be cut with a knife if only he had one on him. Alone at last with her after such merciless flaunting to show off her new swimwear, Chishiya had had enough. It was time she stopped messing with him. Before the woman could even open that pretty little mouth of hers, his hand reached out until lithe fingers clamped carefully around her neck.
Guiding her in closer until their faces were mere inches apart, he finally spoke in a honeyed whisper. โ€œDonโ€™t start a game youโ€™ll struggle to finish, Aisaka..โ€ her name was a low warning, the timbers of his voice as deep as ever as the soft petals of his lips brushed against hers in a barely there kiss.
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