#FUCK YEAH I'M GOING INTO HER PALACE

[haethealhell]

so i've given in and am currently watching Mortius' reactions to Epic: The Musical

i'm at his Puppeteer reaction and it's gigi's animation and i would like to be Circe currently

she is PRETTY

DAMN

[cak31ssuperi04]

fun fact: Them

[nonuggetshere]

Miscalenous content, mostly fankids because I have no chill

Made an AU where the sealing didn't go as planned, PV is found out not to be hollow and later when they mop around the ancient basin they hear that at least one of their siblings is still stuck in the abyss. They were the very last to hatch and after PV steals the king's brand for themself and goes down they find them injured and raises them back to health in the palace. They keep their existence a secret, of course.

A lil doodle of what if the five great knights survived and Hollow gets to reunite with them (my attempt at the perspective on their head Did Not Work Out, they just look like a squished banana)

Babies content! Mostly Tally, two concepts for their siblings (triplets babyyyy) and a singular Sting

I found a One Singular Quirrel x Hollow shipper and their art has infected my brain. It's terminal and I will be passing away shortly

[theglassofmiddleearth]

Imagine breaking the dwarves out of the dungeons of The Woodland Realm.

Ori: "We're never gonna reach the mountain are we?" *He laments*

Bilbo: "Not stuck in here, you're not." *Jingles the keys*

Y/N appears, eating a cake?

Y/N: "Didya know they were having a feast? Bloody good food they have. And the wine! You guys want any? I think I can go-"

Balin: "Bilbo!"

*All erupt into excited chatter*

Y/N: "Wha- What am I? Chopped liver?"

*Munches angrily*

Kili: "It's okay Y/N I'll share with you!"

Fili: "Yeah, come on give us some!"

*Y/N grins and breaks the cake into three pieces.*

Bilbo: "Shh! There are guards nearby!"

*One by one they escape down to the cellar.*

Bofur: "You're suppose to be leading us OUT! Not further in!"

Bilbo: "I know what I'm doing."

Bofur: "Shh!"

Bilbo: "Into the barrels! Quickly now."

Dwalin: "Are you mad? They'll find us."

Bilbo: "No no, they won't I promise you. Please, please you must trust me"

Thorin: "Do as he says."

*They clamber in and Y/N stays out.*

Y/N: "Go Bilbo. into the barrel with Thorin quickly."

Thorin: "Y/N, what are you-"

Y/N: "I will see you at the gate."

Balin: "What gate?"

Y/N: "Hold your breath everyone."

*Y/N pulls the lever and they are all dropped into the river.*

Y/N: "Well, that was fun! Now, let's play some hide and seek shall we?"

*Y/N slips past the guards and out of the palace and up into the light. They spot the dwarves in the river and begins her run towards them*

Legolas: "Shut the gate" (in Sindarin)

Y/N: "No no! Don't do that!"

The guards look at her strangely before beginning to shut the gate.

*Y/N groans and mumbles*

Y/N: "This is gonna hurt like a bitch isn't it. Where's Tauriel when you need her. Stupid world doesn't even have her in it. Stupid movie made me think she was an actual character"

*She huffs while running towards the gate*

Y/N "ORCS! WATCH OUT!"

*A guard is stuck by an arrow.*

Y/N: "Fucks sake."

*The Orcs rampage through the top of the closed gates, persuing fights with the Elven guards.*

Bofur: "Orcs! Watch out!"

Bolg: "Slay them all" (Dark Speech)

*Y/N fires an arrow at him, striking him in the arm*

Y/N: "Take a shower, you STINK."

*Y/N runs towards the fighting dwarves.*

*Kili spots the lever to open the gate.*

Y/N: "NO, STAY PUT. DON'T MOVE KILI."

*Y/N dashes towards him while he gets up to pull the lever.*

Y/N: "NO."

*Bolg pulls out Y/N's arrow from his arm and draws his own, notching it in his bow. He aims it at Kili.*

Y/N: "KILI."

*Y/N lunges towards Kili, pushing him out of the way, the arrow strikes her through the leg. With a gasp she doubles over, clutches onto the lever and pulls it down.*

Y/N: "Ah, fuck."

A/N

For continuance sake, don't read ahead if you want to follow the normal story line. However if you wish to read this as a separate imagine read ahead!

*She gasps and struggles to stand. She bites down on her lip and forces the arrow out, snapping off the feathered end and pulling it out. Kili drags her over the edge of the gate and Y/N slips into a barrel with him below*

Kili: "Y/N! Y/N I'm so sorry I should have listened I-"

Y/N cries out in pain as they tumble down the stream, each knock jolting her wound.

Y/N: "Apologies later. Escape now."

*The company battles the Swarm of Orcs from the stream whilst drifting down the stream, aided by Legolas and his army.*

Thorin: "Anything behind us?"

Nori: "Not that I can see!"

Bofur: "I think we've out run the Orcs."

Thorin: "Not for long. We've lost the current."

Dwalin: "Bombur's half drowned."

Thorin: "Make for the shore! Come on let's go!."

Øin: "Glóin, help me brother."

Kili: "Y/N is hurt. Her leg needs binding."

Y/N Groans quietly before answering.

Y/N: "I'm fine. Not able to die, Just hurts. Better me than Kili. Orc pack on our tail, Need to..

*Y/N grits her teeth*

Need to keep moving."

Thorin: "To where? There's a lake between us and that mountain you need that rest."

Y/N: "A barge, a man will have a boat. Help me up, I'll show you the way. Let's go."

*Kili and Fili lift her up and they hobble away.*

Y/N: "I should do this more often if it means two pretty men will carry me."

Thorin: "I think not. Next time, I will carry you over my shoulder and you will have no say."

*Y/N blinks owlishly.*

[natalchartnurtures]

PAC: Mitski, what about me is eternal like the.. moon?

I had so much fun doing this

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Pile 1:

'Cause my love is mine, all mine I love mine, mine, mine Nothing in the world belongs to me But my love is mine, all mine, all mine

I'm sitting right in front of your cards in utter awe. I got goosebumps when I laid eyes on your cards, pile 1. Let me begin by saying this: you've seen some DARK and truly terrible times, haven't ya? Even as I say this, it feels like an understatement. There have been times when you were stripped down to bare bones, and you had to "grow back the rest of you." I apologize for the gruesome metaphor (but hey, I'm just the messenger; this ain't really coming from me :p). Maybe you've had to encounter times when you felt painfully lonely, stuck in your head and in your general life too, like your spirit was beaten down. Or maybe it felt as if the universe snatched away something you thought was incredibly precious? But I hear that it wasn't what you thought it was; that's why it had to go. You probably didn't see it that way at all, and THAT'S ALRIGHT because we don't have Spirit's perspective, now do we? I see that you really struggled to put yourself together after that somewhat 'impossible-seeming' loss. It seemed like it came outta left field.

BUT GUESS THE FUCK WHAT. You, my friend, took this PAIN and these fucked up times and turned it into a damn palace of gold. You read that right. What's eternal about you? Your alchemy. Your fire. Your willpower. Your ability to take life by the balls. Your refusal to let it beat you to dust. Your refusal to be small. Literal goosebumps, you feeling it yet? It's your connection to God/Source/Universe. Your faith. Your mastery of your mind, babe. Yeah. You've somehow mastered your mind in this process of putting yourself back together. Acknowledge that ish! 'Cause you really did do that.

Nothing can ever get you to stop dreaming, and much less trying to stop you from achieving them, love. You're a powerhouse of energy, and God bless anybody who ever underestimates that (you included side-eyeing you right now). Not you getting low key called out, haha.

Don't get me wrong, though; being a powerhouse of energy doesn't necessarily mean being in everybody's face trying to assert your dominance, y'know? It can look like silent crying in the middle of the night and waking up the next day determined to overcome the thing that made you cry the day before.

Your light is what's eternal about you. It never goes off. Like ever. Your dedication to learning and growing through whatever, and I mean WHATEVER, life throws your way is what will never die, sweetie. It's like a part of your essence at this point. I hope you're proud of that and know that it's what will bring you to your success in life, whatever that looks like for each one of you beautiful ass people reading this :)

Haha, that's so cute; I just heard Spirit go "you're going places, sweetheart" ><

And with that, let's end your FABULOUS, goosebumps-inducing (btw, I don't say that about just ANYTHING), and awe-inspiring reading here.

Thank you, pile 1, for sharing your energy with me today. I love you guys so, so much and… not gonna lie, I'm low key honored to have been in your presence today. Haha, see ya!

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Pile 2:

My baby, here on earth Showed me what my heart was worth So, when it comes to be my turn Could you shine it down here for her?

My god, why is there so much happening as I tap into your energy, pile 2? And I mean it in a nice way, though. I heard T Swift's song "The Last Great American Dynasty" as I was shuffling for you, and I heard Spirit go, "she's sweet and salty," lol. We'll see how all that plays into the reading eventually.

The first thing I noticed was your incredible balance within your mind and heart. It's shocking. Maybe you've been working on getting these aspects of yours to agree with one another and balance each other out, or it's simply your personality, but… pile 2, this beautiful mind-heart balance is what's eternal about you, love. Your peace. Your calm. The childlike innocence of your heart blending seamlessly with your mind's unending curiosity for life. Your emotional intelligence. The way you flow… like water, I heard. Wow! I find that so amazing, ugh, like can we be friends, pile 2? T-T, 'cause I definitely need some of that in my life right now, not gonna lie, haha.

There's that AND then there's a whole other dimension to you where you give 'life of the party' vibes as well. OH, so maybe that's why I heard Spirit say "sweet and salty," like two very different things but produce a wonderful taste together. Complex. Addicting. You make people want to come back for more, pile 2. Mmmmmm! Love that!

You have this laid-back vibe to you as well that a lot of people in your life appreciate. I see that your ability to lighten anybody's day is what's eternal about you awwww. I heard "she's the sunshine of my life." UGH, this is too wholesome for my heart; please save me. You seem to really perk up people's day/week or just life in general. You give, like, Saggi vibes, bro. It doesn't matter if you have that in your chart, but it's just your soul. The eternal aspect of you feels bright, expansive, loving, and so vibrant in energy, my god. You've also got strong feminine energy too… you must be really good at attracting 'cause you're strong in your feminine energy AND you're chill and detached from it at the same time. Effortless manifester, master manifester are some words that come to mind as I describe this.

Your divinity is what's eternal about you. Your 'witchy vibes.' Your embodiment of your highest truth. Your commitment to maintaining this divine connection in your day-to-day. Bro, what's eternal about you is that you can turn any old mundane task/thing into something fun and magical and full of meaning and symbolism. You live life deep, and even though there aren't a whole lotta people who can join you there, you wouldn't have it any other way. It's your raw authenticity, babe. Circling back to "The Last Great American Dynasty" song, maybe you're like Rebekah that T Swift sings about, "the most shameless woman this town has ever seen." People tend to call raw, authentic women shameless, but you couldn't care less. You will forever do what you like 'cause you're a free-spirited divine mystic in the body of a teeny lil human. Love it.

That's all I have for you, pile 2. Thank you for spending time with me! I love you so much <3

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Pile 3:

Moon, tell me if I could Send up my heart to you? So, when I die, which I must do Could it shine down here with you?

Ah, my divine activators. What's eternal about you? Your intensity. BS detection might as well be your middle name. Sherlock Holmes who? 'Cause you're the new detective in town, baby, sniffing out illusions, falsities, fake people, LIES, victim mentality. None of that runs free with you around, I'll tell you that. It's your capacity to hold divine truth, lovingly, which is INCREDIBLY hard, btw. You can't stand half-assed people and people who seem to not have their "heads screwed on straight." Lmao, what kinda people are you surrounded by, pile 3? Ooh, I heard that you're divinely planted where you are so you can activate a lot of people into awakening to their true selves, but it looks like nobody wants to actually awaken. Lmao.

-Side note: My heart goes out to you if you've been surrounded by really difficult and chaotic energies that bring you down a lot. That SUCKS so hard, bro. Been there myself too lately, and it's not a fun merry-go-round to co-exist with. Just keep being your amazing cool-ass self, ok? Things will work out eventually. You already intuitively feel that things will get better, so trust that feeling!-

If I could describe your energy, I would use the Phoenix rising from the ashes symbolism to do so. Ohhhhh, as I told you that, I saw a vision of T Swift's music video of "Look What You Made Me Do," where she comes out of the grave and sings, "Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time." I'm a fan, pile 3. Omg. That's some badass ballsy energy, and I'm so here for it right now. You're the epitome of what psychological death and rebirth looks like. You're the textbook definition. And THAT'S what's eternal about you. No matter where you are or what you end up doing in life, you'll always be able to "rise up from the dead" and do it iconically too. Haha, I literally heard that. Lmao. This ability of yours is an extension of the greater aspect of you - your higher self. Whoa… I just heard you've had this ability for lifetimes and you will take it strongly with you to the next ones as well. Powerful. It's etched in your soul, pile 3. You know what you want and how to get it, even if not immediately; you always do eventually. It's the security you possess within yourself that's eternal, love. Nothing can really shake you at this point. Lmao. You've got a strong-ass foundation.

-Side note: I'm really seeing a healed and fully realized root chakra for you. If you haven't gotten there yet, you're well on your way! Good job! Root chakra work is the most brutal, btw, so… you really have my respect. Haha, moving on-

You have warrior energy present quietly in your personality as well. You give spiritual warrior vibes. You don't prefer to live in it 24/7; it's simply something you tap into when a situation calls for it. Otherwise, I see you being quite heart-centered, full of love, looking at the world with rose-colored glasses. Your inner child is what's eternal about you. Your divine sensitivity and your capacity to hold your emotions without judgment and live big from a place of heart. You embody the energy of water in my eyes, tbh. Life-giving but also destructive if need be, and there's absolutely nothing weak about water. Phew. You are eternal as the oceans are.

Ahhh, pile 3, that was sooo much fun! Thanks for stopping by, and I love you soooo much!

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[paraphwrites]

so, canonically in the comics, i'm pretty sure (i've not read all of them), what happens to crystal is

she just grows up

she grows up and she has a life outside of the boys and eventually she just moves on and can't see ghosts anymore

and i think that is absolutely tragic

and i fully believe that crystal from the @netflix show wouldn't just stop talking the boys fully. i think they'll keep in touch. but one day charles and edwin will no longer be a big part of crystal's life. they'll be friends she brings up at parties -when i was a teenager, i met the weirdest british guys, oh i hope they're doing well now- and that she reminisces on from time to time but they will not be the main characters in her life anymore

to me, that is the true tragedy in anything involving immortality. as those who have seen doctor who can attest, an immortal and a human can never truly love for long. time or love will tear you apart.

crystal isn't immortal. she's alive and sixteen and she won't always be sixteen

and yeah. i think that's maybe the true tragedy of it all

BUT ALSO (yes there's more) that is the POINT. the THESIS of 'dead boy detectives' is letting go. that it is okay to love someone and let go, that it is okay to hate someone and let go, that you cannot carry this weight forever. that you absolutely can never let go of the ones you love not ever not ever and sometimes they are taken from you anyway.

one day crystal palace von whatever the fuck will let go of charles and edwin. and it will be tragic. and they will all carry that loss. and they will all carry on.

[jjmorelikeotp]

One thing about season 6 that is so sad is how Spike helped the gang all summer just for them to act like he never did. I mean, yeah, the obvious take is that they did not tell him they brought buffy back when he thought he was finally accepted by them, but also, when she did, he kinda gets pulled and pushed in an out of the whole scenario and it's so sad. It is also a little bit of bad writing like. If certain writers did not have a grudge against Spike, going by the natural flow of things, Spike would have been more integrated. He used to watch Dawn all the time, as we saw in the beginning of S6. And then suddenly he can't come in? He even CAN, we saw that at the birthday party, he just doesn't come in (6.15) because he respects Buffy's wish to not do so BUT that is exactly what makes no sense. Even Buffy trusted him to protect both Joyce and Dawn in S5. I mean yeah, it is probably just her trying to defend herself and keep him out because she is starting to realize her feelings, but just imagine how different this could have gone if she let Spike in.

Dawn would not have been so alone.

He literally offered financial support.

No meat palace. Passions on TV . Pizza nights and both of them learning to cook cuz more time when no meat palace, and no burgers.

And that might be my headcanon but Spike would be THE boyfriend you can go lingerie shopping with. Like sure he woudl rail her in the changing room and rip apart the fabric before paying it BUT before that he would totally go "oh not THAT color, love" and "that shape is much better. Look at that; that's silk, much better quality , and also, you have an hourglass body so this is the most flattering but of course I'm not complaining about any of them -"

Probably STILL both (or all of the scooby squad) of them fucking it up like Spike harvesting eggs to make money but at least they could rely on each other a lot more.

I should do a post on this seperately lol -

But yeah. One really frustrating part about S6 is how back and forth the logic goes. Anya & Xander literally invited random Demons to their wedding. AND invited Spike cuz then he suddenly is allowed to come into the building.

[usiel21]

The courting gift.

Thing: What about a diamond?

Wednesday: Don't be ridiculous Thing, Enid is worth more than any mere dia-

Thing: Oh no, i know that look.

Wednesday: Thing you are a genius.

Thing: ...This isn't going to end well.

1 Hour Later...

Wednesday: Enid, a family matter has arisen that i must attend to, I will be back by the end of the weekend.

Enid: Uh yeah sure, everything okay?

Wednesday: (Pause) Yes, it cannot wait. Don't wait up and if i shan't return, burn this school down and everyone inside.

Enid: Wow... you're such a psychopath! (Giggles)

Wednesday:

Wednesday: Flattery will... it won't... (Sigh) Los halagos no te llevarán a ninguna parte cuando ya me has capturado, en cuerpo, mente y alma.

Enid: (Smiling widely) I Love you too!

Wednesday: (Quietly) Do not jest with your words Mi loba.

Two Days Later...

Enid is stood in the common room of Ophelia Hall, watching the news with Yoko and Divinia.

News Presenter: ...We have some upsetting breaking news, The Tower of London was broken into last night where thieves took the Koh i noor, a diamond that was set in the crown of the Queen Mother. With an estimated value of Three Hundred Million Pounds, the jewel is said to be priceless. The Metropolitan Police in conjunction with Palace officials have confirmed that currently there are no suspects, this is without doubt one of the greatest heists in history, although authorities are baffled that only one item was taken.

Enid: Wow... what kind of person would steal from a dead woman's crown. (Shaking her head) Anyway laters, Wednesday is due back at any moment!

Yoko: (Grinning) Like a puppy eagerly awaiting their owners return at the door.

Enid: (Blushing) Shut up. Anyway i'll see you later!

Enid rushes up a flight of stairs, two steps at a time, a bounce in her step. She had missed Wednesday. She had missed her so much. She pushes open the door making Wednesday flinch.

Enid: Wends!

Wednesday: (Turning around sharply, hiding something behind her back) Mi loba.

Enid: (Narrowing her eyes.) What's behind your back?

Wednesday: ...Nothing.

Enid folds her arms with a pointed glare and tilt of her head.

Wednesday sighs, knowing she can't lie to Enid, not anymore, brings the item in front of her.

Enid: Wednesday... please tell me you have a really, really good reason for having the fucking Koh-i-noor in our dorm room???

Wednesday: (Weakly) I stole it for you. I planned to give it to you this coming full Moon. To court you.

Enid:

Enid: Wends... all you had to do was ask me out for a coffee or something, not commit the greatest heist in living history! (Tearily) But oh em gee, you did this? for me?

Wednesday: I would do anything for you, my fierce, fluorescent wolf.

Enid: (Preening and blushing) Oh my gosh... I'm going to have to get used to that huh?

Wednesday: (Striding forwards) As long as I breathe every breath will be spent making sure you never feel unloved ever again.

Enid: (Squeaking as Wednesday gets within several inches of Enid's face)

Enid: You...I...uh... you love me?

Thing:

Thing: Oh fer fuck sake, just propose already!

45 Mins later...

Thing: These lesbians, i can't anymore. They keep making googly eyes at each other from across the room and smiling, a hand can only stand to watch so much you know?

Weems: Wait... Wednesday AND Enid???

Thing: YES!

Weems: Wednesday smiling?

Thing: YES!

Weems: (Muttering) God help us all...

(The Koh-i-noor is never found)

[archangeldyke-all]

good afternoon gorgeous!!

how about some royal sev and knight reader smut for lunch?

perhaps some jealous/ possessive sev for dessert?

GOD i love this. (lets do both and call it lessert)

men and minors dni

though she's lived here for years and the nation would fall apart without her-- sevika technically isn't royalty in zaun.

her royal blood comes from her father-- a king on the other side of the world who decided to send his trouble making daughter to be an advisor in a far land before she could cause him any controversies that would cost him the crown.

sevika loves this fact. she loves that she doesn't have to follow royal customs in zaun, that she's free to skip social balls and honorary dinners with no consequences, that she can dress in simple garments rather than the intricate traditional wear of a princess.

what she likes best is that she can leave the palace whenever she wants. sure, she takes you with her most of the times she sneaks out-- but that's not for security. that's just 'cause she likes you.

but tonight, sevika's starting to wish her power were a little more recognizable.

she's sitting in a dingy tavern, sipping on ale and waiting for you to come back with fresh drinks, and she starts getting antsy when you don't come back within ten minutes.

it's a busy night at the bar, sure, but nowhere near busy enough for you to be taking this long for just two more beers.

she peeks out of the little nook your table's in, and her stomach sinks.

there's a woman at the bar. touching you.

you don't look particularly happy about it, protectively holding your beers to your chest as you back toward the far wall.

the woman's not letting up. she reaches out, trailing her finger over the armband you always wear when you're out of uniform so people know you're a knight in case there's an emergency.

"a woman knight? i didn't know his highness was so... progressive..." the woman purrs.

you shrug, trying to squirm away from her touch. "silco's the most progressive king we've had in centuries, miss, you should read the paper more oft--"

"and you're a reader." she smirks. "i love a woman who's well read."

"i'm not--"

"'scuse me." sevika cuts in.

you nearly shit yourself, both in relief and worry.

sevika's... clingy, when it comes to you. ran calls it possessive. you don't mind it-- in fact, you love it-- but you're worried she might think you were encouraging it tonight.

"sev i wasn't--"

"who the fuck are you?" the woman between you and your wife asks, turning around with a scowl.

something protective and possessive settles inside of you, and you let out a low growl. "sorry?" you ask.

the woman turns back around to look at you. "you know her or something?"

sevika just watches in amusement as your protectiveness overshadows her possessive mood.

"do i kn-- she's a princess!" you shout, flailing your hand out at your wife. "you're lucky she's a kind one, because i could arrest you and have you hanged for the way you just spoke to her!" you shove past the woman, grabbing sevika's hand. "c'mon baby." you mutter, shoving out of the tavern, throwing a few coins over your shoulder as you go.

sevika's cackling as you storm out into the cool night air, and she gently tugs you down an alley with a hand on your shoulder.

you pout up at her, your eyes wide and worried. "i'm sorry sev, i didn--" she cuts you off with her lips on yours, pushing you against the brick wall with her hands on your hips as she licks into your mouth. "sev!" you gasp.

she laughs against your mouth, shoving her thigh between your legs. "you're mine." she growls.

you giggle as she starts to nibble your neck. "y-yeah, that's what i was tryna tell y-you."

sevika hums against your throat, pulling away from the hickey she was sucking into your neck to kiss you again, much sweeter this time. "i know. don't worry, baby, i know. it just drives me fuckin' crazy that everybody else doesn't." she whines as she starts humping against your own thigh.

"y-you're the one w-who didn't wanna royal wedd-ah!" you whine when sevika returns to her hickey. "everybody'd know i'm yours if we had t-that dumbass parade."

sevika giggles, remembering the parade the king had tried to force on the pair of you when he learned of your engagement. "fuck that. i got a better way for 'em to figure it out." she whispers as she shoves her hand down the front of your pants. you gasp, and sevika whines, hanging her head to rest on your shoulder when she feels how wet you are.

"s-sev--"

"that's right." she grunts. "tell 'em all who you belong to."

you claw at her arms, groaning as she shoves her fingers inside you, pressing against your g-spot. "sevika--" you whine.

"louder." she demands, biting your shoulder.

"sevika!" you squeal.

"cum on my fuckin' fingers, baby, then i'll take you home 'n we can wake up the palace." she chuckles.

one of the benefits of being a princess' wife is that you won't get in trouble for anything. and so, despite the fact that there are people drunkenly stumbling out of the tavern you're pressed against and horse-drawn carriages running down the road, you give sevika what she wants.

she's your princess, after all. her wish is your command.

"s-sevika! fuck, baby, you fuck me so fuckin' good, shit, princess, you're gonna make me cum!" you wail as you fall apart on her fingers.

sevika groans, her teeth breaking your flesh as she fucks you through your orgasm and cums in her own pants from your words. you giggle as you come down from your high, gently kissing your wife's temple. a few whispers and giggles from the mouth of the alley make you and sevika both look up: a gaggle of drunken girls scream and scramble when they make eye contact with princess sevika and her royal consort.

you snort. "we're gonna be in all the gossip rags now."

"'s not the first time. we'll be fine." sevika giggles.

you grin and kiss her again. "you wanna take me back to the palace now, or do you need me to make you cum in front of some village girls?"

sevika just laughs, then turns around and heads toward the palace. you cackle as she waves over her shoulder for you to follow her.

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[elliesstrapon]

Filthy Pleasures

"This t'much? Take me like a good girl."

♡ Summary: In which Ellie fucked you so hard, you couldn't coherently muster up a proper thought, or remember your name, and your voice going silent at the near 'hundred times you screamed her name.

♡ Warnings: sub r, dom Ellie, fingering, over stimulation, hickeys, swearing, body worship, use of petnames; Princess, good girl, baby, babe, etc. Not proofread, dirty talk

♡ Pairings: Ellie Williams x Reader

♡ a/n: Just a small break from False Accusations, not even 5 parts in and I'm exhausted, I needed some excitement, that last part was not it, anyways Enjoy!!!

"Fuck"

Her heavy and desperate footsteps dragging across the wooden floor boards, every shuffle louder than the last that you'd heard just before she knocked on the door.

Every night she did this, needily knocking on your door, yearning to relieve herself with your warm bodily fluids dripping down her slender fingers.

You lazily untangled yourself from the mixed up sheets, shivering at the cold atmosphere. You tip-toad to the door, the floor creaking like an alarm, in which you hoped the people sleeping just under you wouldn't hear.

The palace was old, every door and tile sounded at the mere touch of a toe, finger, breath, you had to pause whenever you heard a slight movement from the floor below.

You opened the door to Ellie, her eyes pleading for your body, your curves and moles gifted to you, woven at the finger tips of a goddess, your plush skin a land of wonders and bliss to the auburnette haired woman.

She was such a massive slut for you.

Your cunt throbbing at her nasty, smutty remarks. "'m needed m'good girl~ so horny" she slurred, moving her arm to open the door further, holding it just above your head, a dark tainted lustful look in her eyes, eyeing your already pointed buds. She bit her bottom lip, the sight of your body already sending her over the edge. Her hands reached for your hips in desperation, closing the door behind her as she forced you onto the mattress, the erotic sounds of your heaves filling the room, muffling between your obscene wet kisses. Her nails dug into your plush hips, your stretch marks being left with half moons in them, her tongue exploring every inch of your hot mouth like a new discovery, swallowing you whole. "Mmh~" you whined, your legs quivering into the sheets that shifted about under your supple skin. "Ellie..." Her kisses trailed down your neck in perfect ecstasy, every last one rougher than the last, you shuddering against her touch. You massaged the nape of her neck, her groans vibrating into your shoulder blades when you thrusted your hips up at her, your back arching in pain and anticipation, "steady'" her voice was low, ordering you as she devilishly pinned her knee between your legs, kneeing your clit teasingly, "shit— Ellie.. God~" you cried, your panties damp in your own produced liquids.

Your mind was hazey, her hands roaming your body, lifting your night gown. The fabric tickling your skin, leaving it naked, her tongue flicking at your nipples eagerly, sucking on them like a pacifier, devouring every inch of them, "fuck—"

"Y'like that, don't you' yeah.." she said, a chuckle slipping past her lips, cooing at your squinting eyes, your eye lashes fluttering and your mouth hanging wide, the feeling washing over you so dangerously. "That's m'pretty girl, so fuckin' wet for me, 'could destroy you right'now" she sucked on the sensitive perimeter around your buds, nibbling and biting at your boobs, chanting her name like an oh-so holy church song.

Her knee ruined you completely as she continued to blemish your skin in hickeys, a few shaped like butterflies, in comparison to the ones in the pit of your stomach, picking up and fleeing while your cunt tingled endlessly.

You were unstable, her hands cupping your ass cheeks, groping them to her content, whispering dirty praises into your ear, "y'feel so good baby' your bodys all mine.. mine.." Her voice was low, grinning against your neck, evilly. A philosophy written so effortlessly when she drew blood from your shoulder, flipping you over onto her thigh, holding your waist strongly in place, like a statue, never wanting you to leave her grip. "Like a fuckin' goddess.." she trailed off, her gaze grazing over your body, her look so thirsty for you. Her rings made you shiver, they clashed so coldly over your skin, feeling so vulnerable. You shook your head, disagreeing with her statement. "Say your a goddess" she darted, her nails seeping into your sides, demanding you. A Shakey moan slipping past your lips when she moved your hips, the friction against your pussy making it cry for more attention. "I want y'ta say it" she professed again, guiding your hips, you riding her thigh, your mind forgetting your own goddamn name and your vision clouding in unease, low and short whimpers leaving your mouth, defenselessly crying out her name as she forcefully pushed you to say it, your hands gripping her hair for dear life, "i—mm, I'm a goddess.." you groaned, rocking your hips on her, the sound of your liquids squelching on her naked lower body, "yeah, ur'mine, such a good girl fer'listening t'me" she said, she let go of your waist, watching you play with yourself on your own, her own request while you blissfully rode her, your panting filling the room, like some pornography video, the sound like music to her ears as you begged for an end on her, your climax nearing pitifully. "Please..." You cried, your legs shaking, the knot in your stomach unraveling so fast you almost couldn't see it coming, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. "C'mon you can do it, fer'me" she shushed you, rubbing your back, you painfully riding her through your climax, your cum dripping down her thigh into her own boxers, wet with not just yours but her own orgasm aswell.

You hopelessly fell against her barley managing to register the look on her face before she flipped you back on your back, watching you like a movie star, her words garbled into the delicacy of the warm skin on your neck "'m losing m'mind over you," she professed, her short nails digging into your thighs, spreading them open, your painful resistance failing as she smirked at you. "Fuck, Ellie, Please—" she slipped your panties off, so wet you wouldn't have been able to put them back on after this whole propaganda, she kissed the inside of your thighs, leaving a path of marks up until your throbbing, hurting cunt,

You were almost passed out by now, every inch of you trembling and flinching at her ringed fingers, teasing your entrance so fucking much you cried out her name so needy for her inside you, her pussy throbbing at the sound of her name foaming out your mouth repeatedly,

Your body was motionless, unable to even arch your back when she thrusted her fingers in you, the dirty sounds of your skin slapping corroding the air with the shaking bed, the walls creaking and your breaths heavy. You weakly tried to push her hand away, your legs bleakly trying to close, your bodily functions shutting down when she rasped out, her voice hoarse "don't resist" you palmed the sheets, pursing your lips fearful that your screams would awaken the entirety of the palace. "This t'much? Take me like a good girl." She whispered into your ear, curling her fingers up against your tight walls, "Ellie~" you whined. "So... Mm—" you failed to put words together, your brains and organs scrambled, she continuesly praised you, your body, your responses barley the ending of her name "Els—"

Your second orgasm falling through, the sticky substance staining her long fingers as she only thrusted harder, and faster, "fuu...!!" Your voice falling silent, only picking up paste, your cries and silent pleads straining her ears, "shh, it's okay babe" she assured, brushing through your hair, the beads of sweat rolling down every inch of your body, your cum still falling from your cunt.

"that's m'girl" she smiled, kissing your forehead, every part of your face, passionately.

Dividers not mine!!

[devilmaycry3dantesawakening]

read more'ing this for the the sake of my mutuals who i know plan to watch the show but still haven't. rambly spoiler-y post about Kill la Kill incoming:

it's kind of genuinely crazy to me how ryuuko killlakill is just canonically a lesbian and despite this show being insanely popular and seeing it posted everywhere ten years back, i somehow just never heard about it in the ten year span it took me to watch it. like just from internet osmosis i knew about the gay shit with kaworu in evangelion, and diantha and akko shipping is basically all i've ever heard about from LWA, and i vaguely knew how gay promare was before i watched it (though i didn't know there was an outright kiss).

but like, ryuuko is just gay and i never once stumbled on any posts about it. when she's in mind control land she makes out with nui on screen and the immediate assessment from ragyou afterwards is "she's horny and saw girl lips and pounced".

the show's character designer is still drawing post-canon ship art of her with mako sharing a futon and swapping shirts.

her fucked up mind palace that's presented as the unhappy ideal of her evil fascist mom's desires is depicted as her getting married to a faceless man, and she's ripped out of it by mako (and my goat senketsu) breaking up the wedding at the altar.

she goes on a fucking date with mako at the end and there's a fucking kiss and mako specifically uses romantic terminology (to my understanding the loanword "deto" is used only for romantic intent) and imagery and ryuuko uses the promise of the date to keep herself hyped up in the final boss fight and the last spoken line in the broadcast airing of the show is about their date and like what the fuck?? i've looked up old discussion threads and i've seen people trying to argue about ryuuko/mako being canon and like, yeah, mako's date proposition is partially played for humor, but if ryuuko was a boy absolutely nobody would ever have a single doubt whether this shit is supposed to be romantic or not.

the ova ends with these bitches holding hands.

like i know how anime writing works and i'm not going to act like this is anywhere near the level of explicit depiction you'd get in like, an actual yuri manga or whatever—the kiss with nui is depicted as An Extremely Bad Thing done by a ryuuko who isn't in a right state of mind and the date with mako uses romantic terms but is coy about actually confirming anything—but like come on. mako is literally "me with the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic".

there's no ending to this post i just think ryuuko is cool. i already liked her a lot but the show ending with a big fat "SHE'S GAY" sticker slapped on top made me realize "oh i'm going to be annoying about this show for years."

[uwukillmenowowo]

I was in my class, break time, playing CRK and "Love in Paradise" came up.

AT THE SAME I PULLED WIND ARCHER COOKIE AND I WAS LAUGHING SO FUCKING HARD THE TEACHER SCOLDED ME

Love in the Wind

[Yandere! Wind Archer Cookie x Human! Reader]

Notes:

Reader is female

Reader is a hardcore CRK player.

Buys all the limited packs, saves her gems for Super Epic+ cookies

Etc Etc Etc

But something went... wrong...

When Wind Archer first came out, you were the first to get him and his legendary costume.

You showed him much more love than you have any other cookie. Absolutely maxing him out until he had 1 Million combat power on his own. You got very lucky with the RNG.... Dang...

On the other hand... He loved it.

When he first came, he was already told how he was simply part of a game.

But after experiencing all your affection... He felt something in his code go wrong.

He started admiring you from beyond the screen, making sure his dialogue greeted you first.

Seeing you get all excited all over him flustered him beyond belief.

That's when things got bad.

The others cookies noticed Wind Archer acting out of place.

In turn the others starting acting out too, wanting to be a part of your team, wanting to be useful for their user.

Wind Archer did not like that... and decided to do something drastic

The Unthinkable happened... You were baking a cake when you couldn't find your phone. You looked around desperately since you needed to do your daily tasks. But that's when you heard a loud explosion. That's when you realized that you dropped your phone in the oven. the last thing you saw was your phone glitching all shades of green.

{Second POV}

~~~~~

Waking up slowly, you found yourself in an unfamiliar... yet familiar place. Sitting up, you were shocked to see yourself in clothes that you know all too well. After all, you designed it after Wind Archer Cookie's Legendary costume. "Morning Sleepyhead. You've been resting for a while."

You recognized the voice instantly. When you looked to where the voice came from, you saw the familiar green frosting. Stammering over your words, you stared at Wind Archer Cookie in shock, confusion, but most of all, amazement. "Are you... Real..?" You tilted your head. Wind Archer chuckled softly and sat beside you on the grass. "I swear I thought you were dead when you were laying in the soil."

You sweatdropped and rubbed the back of your neck. "Did you know you talk in your sleep?" Blushing in embarrassment, you chuckled and shook your head no. "Tell me though, who's [User]" In shock, you looked away. That was your username in Cookie Run Kingdom. Does hat mean that all the cookies you have are sentient..? "My... Player name..."

Wind Archer Cookie just smiled. "Anyways I've got all your could want here, all you can need here, just you and me my dear, my love for life!" You gasped at what Wind Archer said. "Wha- I-I'm not that" you blushed and looked away. Only for Wind Archer to suddenly be behind you and hug you tight. "I'm what you want here, I'm what you need dear, Just you and me my Love in Paradise! Now til' the end of time, From here on out you're mine. All mine~"

Flinching, you back up. "Yeah- No I can't stay here that's a fact- Are you sure this ain't a trap?" Wind Archer smirked and moved closer to you. "How cute of you to think, but last I checked, our codes are linked." You felt pale as you bit your lip. "Code?" "You're adorable~" Wind archer pat your head. "Our codes are connected due to your game crashing down on our heads but fear not cuz you're not dead. 'Cause I got all you could want here, all you could need dear, Under my spell, we're stuck in paradise. No one can come or go. My palace stays unknown-"

"No- No..." You look around in desperation to find a way to get out. "I don't belong here! There's something wrong here! I won't be drawn to Love in Paradise- not til the end of time there is no way-" Backing up on the bed, you were simply followed by Wind Archer.

"You're mine~! All mine~!"

I thought of this on the spot- I love this song and I--

WAHDBAWBDHLKHAWDNBJB

I may have made multiple mistakes but ehhhh.....

[shadowqueenjude]

A rant from Eris if he finds out how Cassian treated Nesta

Eris: What the hell is wrong with you people? Rhysand: Excuse me? Eris: You have the chance to befriend a goddess in a Fae body, and you lock her in a house when she's depressed? Are you insane? Rhysand: Now see, she was wasting away- Eris: And, what, you thought locking her away was the SOLUTION? Rhysand: I had to do something! She was spending my money! Eris: Oh shut up Reece's Piece of shit. Don't complain about money like you don't have 5 fucking palaces you dickhead. If Nesta asked for my money, I'd have said, whatever you wish, queen!" Rhysand: That's because you didn't see her- Eris: I saw her when she was just made before you morons even knew what she was. And I'm not talking about her silver flames. She made all the High Lords listen. Even my father. A human just turned Fae. How dare you treat her like she's something to be ashamed of? That brute had her hike a MOUNTAIN? Those flawless feet should not have to do any manual labor. Rhysand: She revealed our secrets to Feyre. Eris: Yeah, the malignant pregnancy. Why the hell wasn't Feyre being informed anyway? Nesta was completely right to tell her. You're worse than my father, Rhysand. Rhysand: How dare you- Eris: Did I give you permission to speak, you Illyrian brute? At least my father would've tried to save his wife from the unborn child. He would've yeeted that mfer out as soon as he or she appeared. But you didn't do shit to try and protect the mother. No, you were more concerned about the goddamn egg. Rhysand: How dare you speak to me this way- Eris: You GASLIGHTED her into believing she's worthless, all while making her complete the tasks of a HIGH LADY by going after the Dread Trove. And when she was at her lowest, she inspired an entire library of traumatized priestesses to rise up and restore the Valkyries. And you dare treat her that way? You don't even realize the treasure you have. I would've made her my High Lady without hesitation. Matter of fact, I think I'll call the Blood Duel for her. Rhysand: You'd better not try anything, Eris, or I swear... Eris: You'll what? Kill me? Didn't Lucien tell you? Death threats are simply another Sunday evening while growing up with Beron as a father. Fucking try me, bitch. You should be grateful I spared your little Morrigan from her father after you forced him on her. Rhysand: What do you think you're d- Eris: I'll see you at the blood duel!

@thatlosernoonelikes This is Eris's part of the rant!

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ エロチックトバー２０２４> MDNI / EXPLICIT CONTENT

BOTH 🍒 JUGRAM X F! READER X BAZZ B ＫINKTOBER DAY 25: DP

🐙 Requested by: Anonymous. Hnnng. Afab reader with DP with Jugram and Bazz-B??? omg 😳 I'm sorry- ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. there is always a way to stop a fight... jugram and bazz fucking you at the same time. dp. 🐙 wc: 1,1k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

- “Then why don’t you fight me, huh? Jugo!”  - “Calm down, Bazz-B…”  - “Ha! Bazz-B?! Come on! You won’t fight for her like you don’t fight for being the succ-“ - “Shut up!” 

You get in the middle; their eyes are blue and red fire, their veins pop from their temples, foreheads and squeezed hands. 

Their hearts beat so fast they tend to lose the rhythm; you can feel it in your palms, as they land on their chests to separate and stop an imminent fight. 

“Stop, guys… please” you murmur, they have gone silent the moment you step in between them. “Stop fighting, my heart hurts when you do this” you continue, acting like an angel in distress… but it was you who gave them another reason to want to kill each other.

Jugram sighs, he takes his hand from the pommel of his sword to put it on your cheek. His blond, long eyelashes flutter over sky orbs that fix on yours with deep regret. 

Bazz, who also stays silent, takes his arm in a much more violent way around your waist. 

“Leave. Her. Alone” he grunts, snatching you against his chest. 

You enjoy the natural warmth of a man that’s made of fire, that also turn Jugrams into a conflagration of hate and jealousy. 

He lifts his chin a little bit, looking at him from the side with superiority intent. Perhaps is just pain, but that’s the only way Jugram had been taught to behave. 

“She is the one to decide” the blonde states. 

“Yeah! Who is it gonna be, (Name)?!” bazz answers back. 

You take some air, passing your hand through Jugram’s small of his back to bring him closer to you and your “captor”

Your eyes go from the mohawk man to the prince, and biting your lip you whisper your final resolve…

“Both… I want both of you… I don’t wanna chose, I want to be shared”

To them, the word <both> had been pronounced in slo-mo. Your lips moving so slow, so juicy, so tempting. A perverted proposal that Bazz-B took as a challenge, while Jugram pondered whether letting reason win or desire… and of course, the scales ended up tipping to lust… 

Immediately after, both attack your neck. A kiss on your right, and a kiss on your left. A bite here, a bite there. Hands around your waist, sometimes crashing their fingertips with the other right in the small of your back. 

Engulfed by their masculine frame, your fists clench to their white Sternritter uniforms, pulling them closer, so close to your body. 

You want their mouths on yours, you want them freed from their pristine clothes… you want the darkness of their souls letting loose and all inside your own. 

Their lips take turns to kiss yours, while one attacks your juicy mouth, the other bites your neck and your collar bones. And then, their hands, playful, blatantly, desperate, rip the buttons that hold your white uniform together. 

There is nothing they wanted more than seeing your naked skin shine with the faint light of the Silbern… the cold surrounding the palace can’t reach your skin, and the bumps on your flesh are only caused by their soft grunts… the heat of their hands, making their way all over you, it is even making you sweat. 

You, feeling so loved and desired, want more… you pull from their clothes even harder, wanting to rip them, to tore them. Yet, you stop yourself, you don’t need to do it, you just need to let their manhood win… a poor damsel, their object… is it that bad to feel that way from time to time? Just, and only, as precious as Heika’s blood? 

You let them do, and by the time you realize, there was no need to ask for it. Bazz walks around and stands at your back. His arms snake around your waist to the front, falling down your belly button. You can feel the hardness of his sex against the small of your back, while his chin rests on your left shoulder. 

As for Jugram, he prefers to stay right in front of you, crunching to devour your chest, breasts and nipples. Sucking, biting, licking, while his index softly caresses your already sensitive lips, forcing his fingertip to bury on your mouth. 

Your explosive lover reaches for your core, spreading your labia until finding your clit. He focuses there, getting his fingertip hotter, just enough to make you squirm in complete warm pleasure.

You try to reach for both bulges, blindly groping as Bazz keeps your head back with his hand on your mandible and his teeth carved on your nape. 

“Desperate, (Name)? What do you want? Tell Jugo and I” Bazz whispers on your ear.

You moan; “what do I want? Both… didn’t I tell you earlier?” 

“Heh…” he answers back, taking a quick look at his blonde friend who had stood up just on time to look at your raptured façade pleading for their dicks. 

“At the same time, (Name)?” Jugram asks, speaking up for the very first time since this is all started. He is a man of few words, and that even made him a little blushed. 

You nod; desperately, moving your hips back and forth to graze both hardnesses… “Please, Jugo, Bazz ~” you purr. 

Enough, that was enough for them. Their pants fall down the floor in a matter of seconds, their sexes, impetuous, violent, hasty, already play against your folds. They get wet, they soak into your neediness… please, please, please. I want you both inside, I wanna feel you throbbing right inside at the same time. 

The first to open its way inside wasn't Bazz, but Jugram. His eyes told his friend to stop, to let him go first, to let him do it before him. And Bazz acceded, he understood you needed the balanced intrusion of someone not -that- explosive. 

When the blond slid right in, you let your head rest on Bazz’s shoulder, trapping his mouth with yours, and kissing him desperately as his friend started moving in and out of you. 

Jugram carves his fangs on your neck, like a vampire, something that kinda looks so proper to him. “Bazz… come on” he mourns, still with his mouth against your flesh. He knows your insides are ready to take him as well; he couldn’t keep your milking walls to be enjoyed just by him only.

“Ready, love?” Bazz whispers, guiding his tip to your entrance. At first, the touch of their manhood stop them for a little bit, but lust prevailed… no friendship, nor brotherhood could stop them from getting deep, deep inside of you. 

And so, with your mouth opened agape, and short breathing filled with random sounds that couldn’t form a word, you feel yourself full. With synchronized rams, stretching you till the point of feeling like ripping in half… trembling, biting, kissing, whining. 

Full, make me full. Both, both, both… Full, we will make you full…

Taglist of amazing babes: @awas-posts @missfuriosa @theneighbourhoodferret @cyberdazetragedy @ariesbbytings @animesnowstorm @lenablack9919

[rowretro]

𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟

✧tag list✧: @baevsxii

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, death

♡synopsis: Lee Heeseung loved the feeling of falling in love, wanting to kill or die for a girl he knows would stay loyal to him. He got unlucky thrice, the three cheaters now rotting 6 feet underground, post mortem reports manipulated. Then he laid his eyes on her. Y/n. A girl looking for not just love, but commitment, someone she can trust blindly, knowing he'll be there for her. A match made in heaven right? too bad for her, he's a fucking psycho.

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Y/n sat at the café table Criminology book open before her, Laptop just beside, her jaw rested on her palm. A large Matcha bubble tea that was barely halfway finished as she loved to drink expensive drinks like this, slowly. She had been taking notes of what she believes she needs to remember for her exam. 2 hours of revising, and she found herself getting distracted. "Baby I'll be home before you know it, yeah just at work right now" a male said into his phone, hanging up straight after.

Infront of him, another girl too a seat, a sweet smile, looking at him as if he's her world, he leaned into kiss her. Men. so fucking un loyal. Why is it so hard to find a man who could do the bare minimum and not expect something? Was she asking for too much?. the girl heaved a sigh to herself, feeling bad for whoever the unlucky girl was. She got on with typing her notes, not even getting distracted by a rather pretty man who had walked in.

However he was immediately captivated by her beauty. Black hair, a few blonde pale highlights, glossy lips, long lashes, and a very attractive sense in style. One would take a look at her and assume she's some rebellious teenager, only Heeseung saw a girl waiting to be loved, to be held in his safe arms, someone looking for her soulmate. He wants her, he needs her, I mean she's literally made just for him.

Lucky for him, most tables were full, he ordered a drink as he approached her "excuse me... you don't mind me sitting next to you do you?... all the other tables are well... full-" Heeseung said as y/n looked around. There were some empty tables, but she was a bit socially awkward around strangers, not wanting to get on the strangers bad side, she nodded with a soft smile, moving over a little. Heeseung sat beside her, leaving plenty of space. He took out his laptop as he got on with his work. Eventually she went to the restroom, leaving her phone behind with him. Using the little time he had, he bugged her phone and placed it just where it was before.

Since that day, he kept track of all of the people she knew. The girl was walking home one day, looking over her shoulder every few minutes, trying to shake off the feeling that someone was following her. It was late at night, she lives alone, the last thing she needs is to lure a demon into her safe space. So she decided to make sure of that, assuming that singing and vibing to the music she was listening to as she skipped home would de-attract any potential stalkers.

Heeseung found it cute seeing how she was really getting into her music. See to him, he assumed she was acting as if she was in a music video, just because she thought no one was around. She's just so fucking cute in his eyes. So fucking cute. Especially when she's begging and crying, her little brain trying it's best to process what was going on.

Heeseung made a little pouty face as he bent down to her level. He just kidnapped her, the girl now tied up in his basement, her mascara-tear stained face in his view. He wiped away her tears as he planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Oh don't cry pretty baby... I'm only here to protect you... I love you y/n and I know you will love me. but for that you need to stay at home with me." He explained.

5 days had passed since then. Y/n was stick in this ginormous palace-like mansion. Stunning, intricate designs in the walls, golden patterns in the roof, an elegant, dazzling chandelier in the centre of the room. Heeseung was too sweet, he's everything she needs but dangerous. He's fucking perfect, but a sick psycho. Y/n feels herself falling for him, yet she fears him.

Heeseung smiles when he sees y/n, her eyes scanning the window with a pout. There was a little bunny in the garden and y/n wanted to play with it, but now that bunny was no more, either it's been hunted down or it found a better place to graze. "Sweetheart... come here I have something for you" Heeseung called out as y/n silently walked over to him. The man slipped the opaque sheet off of a pretty big square-shaped item.

The item was a fairly big bunny cage, with 2 little fluffy bunnies, one white and one had brown spots. Y/n audibly gasped as she squealed "So so cute!!!!" she said smiling, the girl hugged him tightly as Heeseung smiled, hugging her back, kissing her forehead as she blushed at his acts. He's the one. Others may call her crazy for falling for a kidnapper... but how could she not? in a world full of whores and cheaters, this man seems so... human.

"c'mere bunny~" y/n cooed softly as the small white bunny that was at Heeseung's foot. She stroked the spotty one, playing with his ears. "I'm going to call you.... Rocky!... then I'll call her Reena, because Rocky and Reena are a couple!" she said with a smile. Heeseung snickerred finding her so sweet, her love for animals being so intriguing to him.

Y/n rested upon Heeseung's chest. He had killed quite a few men on the streets today, but you found it romantic, he killed those perverted catcallers just for you. "Baby... I want a pet baby pig" y/n pouted as Heeseung snickerred "I think that's impossible sweetie, we can visit a petting zoo, but I doubt they'd like us since we did eat pork today..." He pointed out as y/n giggled, her eyes meeting his. They kissed, the sickeningly sweet, addictive taste of his saliva filling her mouth. Never has she ever felt so loved before...

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Rocky and Reena were my bunnies, but they passed along w their 3 babies, only Suzi survived of the 4 babies they had</3 my poor bbys

[selfloverrrrrr]

Hii can I request a non-con where reader is a cat hybrid witch and yandere is a fox hybrid nobleman (uses any characters you want ). Yandere tries to flirt with reader but reader doesn't like it . Yandere is in love with reader but reader doesn't like him. reader is very close with his sister so he asks his sister for help to get with reader . So his sister invites reader to their place "asking for help on how to make potions " so reader and yandere's sister are talking and his sister offers reader some chocolate (which was drugged) afew hours later she wakes up to find yandere in between her legs || I loved the last fanfiction😍

Your welcome 🤗💗.... Hope you gonna like this one too 💗

My kitty~

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physical and emotional abuse, biting, size difference, Yandere Geto, fox hybrid Geto, cat hybrid reader, stalking, protective, jealous, obsessive, manipulative....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

Y/n's POV

Geto Suguru was from the royal family. He's a wealthy man...he has wealth, he has charm... And he's popular as well. Of course girls run around him all the time. And he liked it so much...it boosts his ego too much. His favourite thing was to flirt with those girls even though he doesn't like them... that was his time pass....

He has a cousin, Shoko. She's my friend. That's how Geto got to know me. And God, I wish that would've never happened. Because from the day he got to know me he's running around me. "You're my sister's friend... I must protect you" "what flowers do you like?" "Oh we have so much in common...we must be soulmates or something" are some things he kept telling me.

That was still fine until he confessed to me. I never liked him...of course I'm not gonna accept him. But still he kept doing those unnecessary meetings. One day I was out for some shopping. He appeared from now where. "What's up, kitty" he said. I gasped. "You scared me!" I said.

"aww, I'm sorry... what are you buying?" He asked. "Just Milk" I replied. "Oh yeah I remember.... I got to know from my sister that... you're a cat hybrid?" He asked. Who told Shoko to tell him! I thought. "Yeah" I replied. He smirked. "Good to know..... I'm a fox hybrid, by the way " he said.

I didn't know that! Shoko never told me that... But I've noticed before that he has two sharp pointy teeth. That does make sense! "Oh... I didn't know that" I replied. He smirked again and started walking towards me. I started at him. There's a wall behind me and there wasn't anyone in that section with us.

He trapped me between him and the wall. "you know that fox hybrids are good sex partner, right?" He whispered looking directly in my eyes. Where the fuck is this conversation going?! "So....tell me. How much money do I have to pay you to have your little pussy wrapped around my cock?" He asked.

He was too close to me. I couldn't even process what was happening. I must go home now, I'm not getting any good vibes from him. "I-I.... I should go home... bye" I managed to say and quickly went out of there.

Geto's POV

I was in my room. When my cousin Shoko came. "Yo...bull shit, take it" she said and threw a packet at me "it's the one you told me to buy, right?" She asked. "Yupp... that's the one" I replied. "Fine... I'm going home, bye" she said and turned towards the door.

"wait wait wait.... listen" I said. "What's now!" She said and rolled her eyes. "I want some help" I said. "Yeah I know... what else do you even call me for?" She said. I chuckled. "Whatever.... help me to set up with y/n" I said. "You may be the price in your palace.... I'm not one of your servants" she replied with an annoyed expression.

I sat up with a smirk. "Wanna get set up with Haibara?" I said. Now she was silent. "Come on... of course I know" I laughed. She cleared her throat. "You... promise?" She asked. "Of course" I replied. "Fine... I'll do... what do you want?" She asked. "To set y/n for me" I replied. "Oh come on... that's not what I'm asking... I'm asking like should I try to make her fall in love with you or do you want to drug her so you can get her or something?" She asked. I laughed "you're smart, huh? The second one" I replied. "Yeah fine....knew it you gonna fuck" she said rolling her eyes and went out.

A few days passed, Shoko called y/n at home. But she didn't know I was there too. She thought it's just her and Shoko spending girls time and doing fun and making potions... because she's a hybrid.

I was just watching everything from my room. She didn't even notice that I was there. I saw Shoko offering her some chocolate. She accepted it. I smirked. Because I know those chocolates are drugged. A few minutes passed... and y/n was totally unconscious now.

I went up and went there. "Your work is done.... make sure you do mine as well" Shoko said. "Oh of course" I replied. Then Shoko went out of the house. I looked at y/n's body. She's so gorgeous. She's wearing a short skirt and a sleeveless top.

A sleeve of her top was falling down her shoulder. "Look.... your dress doesn't even want to stay" I said. I carried her and brought her to my bed. Then locked the door. "It's time to undress, kitty ~" I said. Then slowly took off her skirt.

I run my hand over her thigh. I looked at her Lacy pantie. Fuck! The way I to be there. I rubbed her clit with my thumb over her clit. My cock hardened at the feeling. I don't have any patience now. I ripped off her clothes. She's fully naked in front of me now.

I looked at her. I was lost in desire. I didn't waste any time, crashed my mouth on her breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with my hand. She slightly moaned in her sleep.

I looked at her pussy. I rubbed my finger on her clit and whispered " so wet. My naughty little kitten, dripping like a whore~". Then I licked her pussy. I heard her moan again. I smirked at her moan and undid my pants.

My dick sprang out. I slammed my dick inside me in one slide. "Oh f-fuck ....you feel so good" I breathed out. Her eyebrows curved when I pushed my dick inside her. I started thursting in and out roughly. Her legs were shaking now. My thurst became harder and harder. Then I saw her eyes open slowly.

Y/n's POV

I was deep asleep and I woke up with a pain between my legs. I slowly opened my eyes. "You woke up, kitty?" I heard a voice said from top of me. I looked up. It was Geto? What was he doing on top of me?! Before I could react I felt a deep thrust and moaned loudly.

When I looked down I saw him thrusting inside me. "W-what... N-No stop!" I panicked and started pushing his chest. "My kitten is trying her best" he said and chuckled. I started crying. "W-why... where's Shoko?... Shoko!!!! Help me please!!!" I screamed and sobbed.

Geto chuckled. "She's not here baby...no one's here... it's just you and me" he whispered. "No let me go... i-i don't...I don't want this" I cried. But his thrusts became harder. "I don't think I'll" he said in a low voice and licked my neck.

I was throughig my legs with pain and begging him to stop. And he was liking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly " ughhhhhh....ahhh s-so...ahhhh....so f-fucking tight ..... Oh god my perfect whore" he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength. I was screaming for him to stop. "Geto P-Please....please not inside" I sobbed. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. " Shhh.... you love milk, right? Cats lovvvveee milk....let me give you some milk" He whispered. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out.

I hugged me tightly. Then kissed my neck. I didn't have any powers left. "It feels so good... didn't know cat hybrids feel these good...or maybe my choice is best" he whispered. He locked my hands with his one hand and played with my nipple with the other. "Doesn't matter... you're mine now" he said again.

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