#I wasn’t going to give it a cutie mark but the idea of the plush rabbits hugging was too good not to include

[nextgenfoals]

Minty (G3) x Discord

Velveteen Rabbit is a spirit of goodwill and harmony towards all creaturekind. Rumors are that if you leave baked goods out for it around Hearth’s Warming, it’ll bring you presents and cheer! And stuffed animals. Lots of them.

~ Mod Ace ♥️

[goodwriterwithbadhabits]

Come Home With Me

(The ending is crap, but IDK)

Master List

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“Then he says I’m being ridiculous, so I shut the bedroom door in his face.” Your mom huffs over the phone, as you dig in your purse for your keys. 

“I mean I think you’re right. You deserve to know what he’s been doing, it's a little suspicious to be off galavanting late at night.” You throw your hands up, in exasperation, effectively throwing your keys on the floor. 

“That’s what I was thinking.” You exclaim, “Now we haven’t spoken in a week. Whoever gets home first gets the bed and the other one just sleeps on the couch.” You crouch down, ankles wobbling slightly in your heels as you snatch your keys from the ground. 

“What about Valentine’s Day?” You sigh as you straighten up, wedging your phone between your shoulder and cheek. “He hasn’t made any plans for today?” 

“I dunno, Mom. I think this might be the end of us. He barely spends any time with me, and I don’t know if I can trust him with how defensive he got. It’s concerning, don’t you think?” 

“Don’t give up hope just yet, baby, this is Mark, even if he doesn’t always say it, I know he loves you.” You can’t help but smile at the kind words. 

“I know, Momma.” 

“But if he doesn’t have any plans for today, just break up with him.” She jokes, which makes you laugh. 

“Of course mom, I’ll try to talk to him tonight. Love you.” 

“Love you too, babygirl. Keep me updated.” 

“I will, bye.” She hangs up with well wishes and a kiss, leaving you alone in the hall outside your apartment. You blow out a breath, ready for the ice storm that waits for you inside, before finally jamming your key in the lock and heading inside. 

It was the shiny pink heart on the gold paper under the only light on in the apartment that caught your eye. At first, while you toed off your shoes and practically threw your purse on the counter, you had just assumed it was a valentine a fan had sent it, but then you noticed your own name in Mark’s messy handwriting at the top. Shrugging off your blazer, you make your way over to it, tossing the discarded clothing over the back of the couch. 

“Dear Y/n, “ You begin to read the letter, dropping onto the couch as you do so. “I know this past week has been rough, and for that, I’m sorry. You were right, you deserve to know where I’ve been going. I would tell you normally, but you deserve to see it in person. There’s a gift for you in the closet. Just trust me on this.” You chuckle at the crudely drawn winky face, excitedly jumping up to find the gift. 

The gift was a dress, single sleeved, with a high low skirt in sky blue with little pink and white hearts adorning it. It too had a note, this one telling you to get ready, and wear it, and that Jackson would be picking you up when you were ready. Your heart wouldn’t stop pounding the entire time. What if this was an elaborate break up? What if he was going to propose? Were you ready to get married? Your hands shook as you put your phone and wallet in a white purse, the only one you had that would match. 

“You are overthinking this, Y/n.” You assure yourself, double checking your face in the mirror one last time before heading outside. Your heels clicked on the wooden flooring of the apartment complex, making the front desk man look up with a smile. 

“Ah, Y/n, I have something for you, from Mark.” He greets, reaching under his desk to pull out a red rose. You accept it with a smile matching his, tucking it behind your ear. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” 

“You too, thank you.” The smile stays on your face as you make your way to the curb, where Jackson waits. 

“Hey cutie! You look great.” He greets as you climb into the passenger seat. 

“Thanks Jacks.” You clip your seatbelt, then pull down the visor to check your make up again. “Alright, “ You begin, slapping the visor up, “Where are we going?” Jackson only grins, pulling away from the building. 

“You’ll see.” You groan, tossing your head back against the seat. 

“You boys and your secrets.” You huff, “Besides, isn’t the Korean tradition that girls give chocolates today?” 

“Mark’s American.” Jackson waves you off, grinning like a fool. 

“I wish Yugyeom had driven me.” Jackson gasps at your comment, glancing over at you with an exaggerated frown. 

“How come?” 

“Cause he would have told me what was going on.” You pout, crossing your arms over your chest and staring out the window. The car ride is only a few minutes, and Jackson pulls up at a large building only 10 minutes after leaving yours. 

“Alright, go inside, take elevator B to floor 12, and then Elevator H up to the top floor. Then you’re going to follow the signs to the roof.” 

“The roof?” You ask incredulously, “Jackson, its freezing and I didn’t bring a jacket.” 

“Don’t worry about that, you’ll be fine. Just go.” You do, albeit a touch reluctantly. The warmth of the building is nice, although you had no idea what the building is for, seeing as it appeared to be completely empty. Following Jackson’s instructions was easy enough, but the small glittery gold heart stickers on certain buttons also helped. Standing in front of the roof access door, you brace yourself, not only for the cold, but to finally face the man you’d been accidentally avoiding all week. Blowing out a deep breath, you square your shoulders, and yank open the door. 

Mark had somehow turned the roof into his own personal world. Fairy lights hung from bamboo pillars, a small fire blazed in a pit surrounded by plush couches, and a candlelit dinner awaited on a small table, where he sat. When he saw you, his face immediately lit up, a smile illuminating his entire body. He wore a sky blue suit, with a tie covered in small hearts. 

“You look amazing.” He greets, standing to come to you. “I know it’s been a long week baby, and you’re right you deserve to know what’s going on.” He spreads his arms out, gesturing to everything around him. “I’ve been building this, and trying to figure something out.”

“What is it?” He doesn’t answer at first, instead leading you over to the table, where a velvet box rests between the plates. 

“I’m not about to ask you to marry me, so you don’t have to break my fingers,” He jokes, and you realize you had been squeezing his hand at the thought. “That would be saved for another time.” He picks up the box, turning to you again, and opening it. 

“Its a key.” You remark. He chuckles at the blunt reply. 

“It is. To a house in Los Angeles.” You manage to drag your eyes up to his face, where its obvious that he’s nervous. “My contract is over, and I want to go home, but you are part of my home.” 

“You want me to come with you to LA?” You can’t believe what you’re hearing, you had been so worried about the possibility of him doing something devious, you had totally forgotten his contract had expired. 

“I love you, and I know I haven’t been great at showing it recently, but I can’t imagine living without you. I know we’re young, which is why I wasn’t going to propose just yet, but I don’t want to go back there without you. My parents love you, and you’ve always talked about wanting to move there someday, so this is your chance.” He lets out a shaky breath. “So please, come home with me?”

[hetalia-has-a-secretary]

Howdyyy! How about six countries of your choosing with an S/O who loves kissing their country boyfriend? Especially leaving them all covered in kiss marks from their red lipstick in sort of a claiming way? Please and thank you very much mam ^J^

Not gonna lie, I see that Russia emoticon, and you know he's one of them, especially because this is me. And I would be lying if this isn't something I find absolutely attractive. I'm even upping the ante and going "What if they managed to get the lipstick on their own lips when kissing S/O, and then leaving just as many marks on them as well.

I'm drooling anon. Why have you done this to me? /Playful joke

S/O leaves their country boyfriend in kiss marks!

(Russia, England, Japan, Greece, Denmark and Italy!)

Russia:

This is a scenerio that happens multiple times. It was a little game between them, which started out by accident. Naturally Ivan wanted to return the favor, not feeling embarrassed in the slightest. Part of him liked the idea that others knew exactly who belonged to him, and who he belonged too. He also enjoyed the thought of people's minds filling in the blanks, and seeing their own faces turning red at the possibilities. The thought no one else was allowed to be marked like this swallows him whole. So He kissed their lips, and then their forehead, laughing at how they matched.

That's when things got a little heated, and they took turns meeting their lips, and leaving smears and playfully bites across each other's face and neck. However, Russia was truly no match and was the one left love struck by a certain series of kisses to the nose and cheeks. The red lipstick making his blush twice as noticeable.

The next day he spent most of his time avoiding getting too close to people so they didn't notice the slight lipstick stains that never fully came off.

England:

His heart leap out of his throat as he was immediately attacked with kisses, just then walking through the door. He melted immediately, returning every kiss. He only stopped when he notices the bright red lipstick on his S/O's blushing pilgrims.

He furrowed his thick brow and wiped off the excess stains, giving his lover a rather dark laugh. Then the chase began. Two could play this game. Eventually he had them trapped to a chair, his own lips shaded in leftover red, peppering his S/O's cheek. And with every leftover mark, his S/O would sneak in another kiss, claiming his jaw line, then his cheeks, and his neck.

By the time they were done, England had run off to clean up, leaving his lover in a mushy mess in the chair. Little did he know he missed the one lipstick stain on his neck. Visible for the world to see. Though in truth, he didn't care. It was all fun and games, and he felt like he was on cloud nine. Least someone does point it out, his face will become the most brightest shades of red. Only then will the kiss mark be hidden.

Japan:

It's been a year or so since they became official, and he's finally gotten use to the attention his S/O gives him. That includes the onslaught of kisses he received as they played Mario Kart. They knew it distracted him, but seeing the kiss marks painting his jaw and cheek made it impossible not to kiss him. Kiku on the other hand, was getting less and less interested in Mario Kart, and more into a different kind of game.

He wasn't fully aware of the stains I'm his skin, or the feeling of his S/O lipstick coating his plush lips. He was feeling the mood, and didn't care enough to stop.

Red marks and smears decorated both of their faces, a small moment of heated passion played out, and try as he might, the red stains would not come off easily. His heart beat in his chest as he realized how evident his recent activities would become to anyone who got close enough. Going off to ask his S/O for help, they were not where he left them. The only note he had to their disappearance was the sound of the front door closing.

Taking one last look at his body in the mirror he decided to leave the one kiss mark on his chest alone. Wanting it to be a permanent reminder of how close they've gotten.

Greece:

He loved lazy days, and lazy kisses were even better! So when his S/O started leaving long drawn out pecks to his face, he was not one to complain. Completely unaware of his S/O's true intent. Marking him as theirs.

Now this was something that happened before, except the light pink stick they used showed up poorly against his flesh, but this time it would be different. It made it even easier seeing as he had fallen asleep. Leaving himself even more vulnerable.

Kisses to the cheeks, lips, ears, and the back of his hands all left small reminders of his lover's tenderness. He loved the affection, and by the time he woke up and they both walked back towards the city, he was already fully aware of the marks. He pretended to not notice, enjoying the small giggles coming from his partner. Even the confused looks of strangers couldn't shake him. He was completely wrapped around their finger, and he loved it.

Denmark:

The amount of laughter and giggling made it very hard for his S/O to keep a straight face, and cover him with lipstick kisses. It was only supposed to be one, but once he realized the mark on his cheek, he felt a warm glow take him over, and asked for more. The feeling became ticklish as his S/O's lips grew tacky from the quickly fading coat of red. Every time their lips stuck to his skin, it sent a tiny little shock to his face, making him giddy.

Oh but the best part was getting to show off these little rewards of his. He didn't care about anyone seeing them, and it felt amazing! Even if the other Nordics saw him, and called him weird, or said he was whipped, he did not care.

These are his marks, and everyone else is just jealous they didn't, and won't ever, get any! The best part is, when he gets back home, he plans on rubbing these marks all over his S/O's face, getting them back equal fold!

Italy:

Italy was very happy getting kisses from his S/O, even if they left stains. He thought it was adorable that they wanted to leave him with little 'I Love You' marks. And he counted ever single one. Eventually he had enough and caught their lips in a real kiss, the lipstick painting across their cheeks and mouth, maybe even on the tip of their nose.

By the time Italy had to leave for a job, the kiss marks had mostly been wiped off from the small make out session. Though on Italy, there was still one or two on his cheek. He found it odd that the girls in his hometown didn't try and flock to him, and it was rather nice. He didn't feel like he have to entertain anyone by flirting back. Them it dawned on him. Touching his cheek and looking down at his fingers, he spotted the faint red lipstick.

The smile that carved itself to his face never left that day, even when he was scolded by Germany about the importance of representing himself to the public like that could cause issues for him. Even Germany knew that Feli was more than In love with his S/O at that rate.

Ta-da! I hope you all don't mind that I gave Ivan a little more love than I was supposed to OJO ♥️ I did add in Greece and Italy since I feel like they get left out more than the others. Especially Greece. He's a cutie, and is an underrated Character! And Denmark. There's so many Characters who need more love!!!

[beastsars]

idiomatic | louis (beastars) x carnivore!reader

i wont promise that i’m over this trope, but i think i have fed myself enough to focus on other avenues. a few people sent in some legoshi stuff so that’s my next wip. keep them coming.

as usual, more mature content below. some fun times at the masquerade party. 

“and what, pray tell, am i to do about these antlers?”

pursing your lips, you gave the stout head ornaments an accusatory look. those with distinctive marking and other decorative characteristics often had the hardest time concealing their species. it was easy enough to distinguish between herbivore and carnivore but the fun was found in simply not caring.

if your target audience put in enough effort to disguise themselves.

parties like these broke both social and sexual boundaries, allowing people to lose inhibition and act on their baser selves. before you met louis, such environments frequently occupied your time off campus. it helped to stimulate your attraction to the opposite dynamic and eventually bribe your courage to seek out a suitable partner.

bringing him here was symbolic of returning to your roots. it would also show him that he wasn’t alone in his affections. not that the sentiment didn’t already hit close to home.

“too bad you’re not about to shed them,” you comment offhandedly, rightfully earning a sharp look of ire. chuffing at the display of pride, you vowed to yourself that you would show the male exactly what such strict dignity led him to lose out on.

patting his muzzle with unveiled condescension, you managed to slip away from his agitated grasp. the deer continued to gripe and moan while you fitted yourself into a choice dress for the evening and prowled the selection of shoes. honestly, the way pursuing beastar felt at ease displaying the less ideal parts of his personality would be endearing if it didn’t possess so much whining.

it hardly mattered. you would give him something else to occupy his attention.

catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you offered the image a self-appreciating wink before stepping out of the closet, one leg protruding ahead of you to show off your finely fitted heels.

“tell me, if i was a herbivore, would you still beg me to bite you?”

the curve of your buttock marked the cut off point of your dress, leaving little to the imagination as the rest of the material hugged your form. this clothing style opted without the aperture to fit a tail, allowing the appendage to swing idly from beneath the depths. it often incited others to perk your mood if only for a brief show.

louis has obviously seen you in less, but the presentation was too pungent with erotic intentions for him to remember anything else. grinning, you permitted his hands to edge the hem of your dress, warm palms marking promises against your thighs.

“and what exactly do you plan to be tonight?” he drawled slowly.

you knew that look. the one that was going to quickly get you out of this dress if you didn’t corral him into his own suit for the night.

pressing a chaste kiss to his nose, you nudged him towards the closet.

“i guess you’ll have to find out.”

you opted to rent out a mask for the evening. this way you could keep your choice hidden for a few moments longer and ideally find something fresh to attend the party in. you had a nice selection at home, but you’d cycled through them enough that somebody would approach you out of familiarity.

upon arriving, you had put louis in the good hands of friends who helpfully escorted him out of your sight and into his own fitting room. but not without complaint as his sputtering curses trailed down the hall.

“he’s a cutie. he yours?”

offering a noncommittal shrug, you settled on a thinner, less intricate mask for the evening. your dress was inviting and memorable enough. in a place like this, it was hard to tell who would challenge a pair.

at the clink of glass against the table, you efficiently down the alcohol and reached for the bottle to chase the burn. sexual prowess aside, you possessed enough restraint to cater accordingly to the opposite disposition. it was more for the eased minds than anything else.

“you’ll have your hands full keeping females and males alike off of him. he’s a built boy. anyone would love to see what he’s packing,” there was a tease to the voice but desire had a place too. you doubted it would take long for subtlety to be washed out. proprietary didn’t exactly have a place here.

polishing off the rest your your drink, you made an effort to pat down any remaining wrinkles before donning your mask. “well, i better get to him quickly then.”

“it’s rather delicate. made of papier mache ,i think. do be careful, it’s borrowed.”

his words of warning were no match for your inquisitive touch, however, as you stretched up against his body to prod against the medium surrounding his antlers.

they’d fashioned him as a moose of all things.

you didn’t know how you hadn’t thought of it. but truly, it was the of the few options available to at least conceal his dominant species. without the stench of alcohol anyone would know he was a herbivore, but at least this way he would abide by the base rules.

the covering of his antlers was more of an addition than part of the mask. the inner workings using his antlers as a statue to hang the camouflage over. it was rather convincing.

when the costume creaked threateningly at your touch, louis’ hand shot up to snag your wrist.

“i said it’s fragile,” he insisted.

the hiss of his voice encouraged your gaze to drop to his mask to give it it’s own appreciation. it was certainly wider than his own face, marginally longer too, to account for the massive beast he was portraying. coupled with his slim but muscled body, even beneath the suit, he was likely to garner some provocative attention. it was a shame you had to break some many hearts openly tonight.

humming an octave lower than your usual voice, you pressed yourself against the male with your arms around his waist. chin propped against his chest, you offered a cheeky grin.

“so what do you think?”

forced to enter from the back due to his identifiable features, he’d wasn’t awarded to opportunity to take in the scenery. the night was young and tame as most of the individuals simply mingled and broke ice. you wondered how long it would take for habits to surface.

“it seems like any other social event,” he muttered distractedly. he was likely trying the mundane task of attempting to unveil species from beneath their masks. everyone fell privy to the game sooner or later.

louis palmed at your side,” more importantly, why do you smell so strongly of intoxication.”

“trade off of being a carnivore, unfortunately. herbivores feel safest when we’re too drunk off our asses to pull rank.” rising to toes you spoke with conspiracy in his ear while your free hand trailed down his midline. “personally, i think they just want to take advantage.”

the male didn’t take too kindly to being groped in public, quickly seizing your other hand as he hissed. “it seems they're not the only ones.”

unable to resist laughing, you let him have the control while it lasted. “baby, you have no idea.”

despite your best efforts, more than a few figures approached you in greeting. without the pleasantries of names, most of the conversation was geared towards speculative tastes and pillars of society. already trained in the practice small talk, louis led more of the conversation than he followed. his strong nature captured a majority of the attention anyway with his passionate disposition towards the arts. 

sipping idly at something fruity, you leaned comfortably into his arm as your gaze wandered the party. as the night wore on, it was beginning to grow as more individuals showed up fashionably late. the amount of alcohol had doubled to accommodate as more trays made rounds. they naturally gravitated towards the carnivores more, no one ever having to reach more than an arms length for a glass. 

louis laughed earnestly next to you, the pads of his fingers tracing odd shapes on your back as he transitioned smoothly into another topic. he seemed to be handling it all much better than you expected but the real festivities had hardly begun. 

the moment the conversation began to veer towards the more illicit ventures of business, you politely excused yourselves to a less occupied corner of the room. dragging louis down by your grip at his elbow, you fell back eagerly into the plush couches. 

“you seem to be enjoying yourself at least,” you mentioned as you leaned down to massage the muscle above the cut of your heel. your departure had a dual purpose as you really just need a moment off your feet. as exquisite as your shoes were, they rarely offered much comfort. 

you hadn’t even realized that louis hadn’t even acknowledged your response as you switched to the other foot and ultimately debated taking them off while you rested. it certainly wouldn’t be the most unsightly proposition. eyes sliding shut, you leaned back again. maybe a few more drinks would change your mind about your less than ideal clothing choices. 

at the sudden tension of muscle beneath you, your gaze snapped open to assess the problem. 

“are they?”

from his broken articulation alone, you had an inclination of what was transpiring. you were wondering how long it would take. 

humming delightfully from your position curled up against him, you followed his gaze across the room to a pair who decided to take initiative to properly get the get together started. clothing strewn this way and that, the left nothing to the imagination as they rutted against one another.

louis shuddered as your claw teased the fastens of his suit jacket but you didn’t go as far to pry the button from its place. in a situation like this, he was no better than a virgin and likely as easily frightened if approached wrong. not that it would stop you from proding. 

“lou, you feel so warm. are you embarrassed?”

unable to help himself, the stag stuttered in his speech.” they’re practically mating in public.”

“ are mating in public,” you chided unhelpfully.

this was nothing new for you to partake in. with each new realization from louis as he experienced your world with naive eyes, it made you head buzz from the thrill of it all. you leaned away from him long enough to snag a floating flute from the hovering attendant. it wasn’t as strong as what you’d knocked down prior but hopefully it would be enough to ease some of the tension from his shoulders.

nibbling at the exposed tuffs of his ears, you prompted him to drink. seemingly grateful for the distraction the male downed the champagne without a second thought.

he really was such a bundle of nerves.

ignoring his startled grapple at your sides, you lifted a leg over his lap and settled on top of him. your body didn’t offer much of a shield, but your weight was enough of a diversion.

by partaking in the drink, he’d solved the mystery of where the mouthpiece of his mask for you. with confidence, you were able to tilt up his head and slot your mouths together. he resists at first, the protest only give you the opening to slide your tongue between his lips.

you moan eagerly and vocally, utilizing your own sounds to drown out the commotion behind you. you capture his bottom lips between your teeth, swallowing the sweet taste of his gasp as you test him by grinding softly. the pinch of his fingers don’t go unnoticed but he doesn’t try to stop it either.

breaking away with a harsh pant of your own, you make a slow effort of loosening the buttons of his jacket, giving him every opportunity to escape the proposition.

“this is why i brought you here, lou.”

his grip at your hips pulsed like a heartbeat, fluctuating in intensity as he traded glances between you and the moving bodies around you. it generally only took one couple to take the plunge for the others to follow suit.

the wide room was starting to truly burst with life, coating the walls with a lustful aura. masks of all shapes and sizes engaging in causal conversation while observing the unhurried fucking of others as if in a pristine museum.

you let him keep the jacket on to give him some sort of protection, still mindful of his frazzled psych as you left chaste kisses along his neck.

“what? so i’d fuck you in public?” learning from his dramatic prose on stage, louis seemed to be snatching at all of his talents to compose himself. you snatched yet another flute of something more colorful this time, tipping against his lips without warning to bring his attention back to your small corner.

“not that . if you pay attention, you’d see they aren’t unlike us.”

latching your lips back to his throat, you mouthed your words as the glass trembled against his.

“see that ox and flamingo over there? the first is a mountain goat, i can’t pinpoint the species but i recognize the stance. and the pretty little thing he has bent over the banister, a lynx- see, there’s her cute little tail wagging.” your nose traces his jaw. “herbivores and carnivores sharing heated passion without ostracization. it’s not just a kink, louis, it’s a lifestyle.”

you can see the moment the clarity parts the clouds of his cognition. gone is the speculation as he comes to terms with the hidden intentions of your invitation. it was rare that you did anything subtly with him, he often having ot maintain propriety. 

there were obviously other factors staked against either of you going public with your relationship, the most prominent lighting a slow spark toward the eventual dissolution of your arrangement. but he had never really thought past his own adoration of you. by now it was beyond the scope of just the sexual nature/ yet without positive societal examples,, he was often left scrambling with labeling his feelings. 

while this-gathering to say the least- wasn’t the best example to base his own experiences on as he took it all in, it wasn’t hard to see where the stark black and white began to blur. 

leave it to you to utilize the most extreme to make a point.

louis surprised you then by breaking his inner monologue and fitting his hand against the smooth column of your throat. his hold much more self-assured than before. the gradual change shot straight to your core as you wriggled.

“but you didn’t answer me.” the hold pulls your mouth away as he forcefully captures your attention this time. there is no doubt that most of his valor is a product of the mask, no different than the one he wears on stage. but your relative appreciate drew together more likeness between the two than you were willing to admit. louis always put so much effort in commanding an audience that he rarely was able to admire how effortlessly he was able to do so with you. 

“a lot a pretty words when the truth of it all was just that you wanted to bring me here to make a show out of yourself.” louis felt his own arousal spike as the truth of the statement struck him as well. “you want them all to see how much you love to take it from a herbivore.”

you answer with a hasty nod, breathing hitching under the restraint you’d functioned with until now. “please, lou. dominate me.”

it doesn’t take you long to adopt your shameless nature, hips undulating and grinding your core against his swelling erection. you still try to appeal to louis more kept disposition though, sliding close and sliding your hand between the gap to rub friction circles against the junction of his pants.

unable to resist teasing, you press the pad of your thumb against the tented head. “what a bad boy you’re being lou lou too. and you always accuse me of being the dirty slut.”

despite the natural restriction of his vocals, louis manages to growl, a flash of ire behind the mask. you arch as his hand wiggles under your dress, easily finishing your soiled undergarments and tucking them to the side. he slides two fingers home to the third knuckle without preamble.

“look at you, you’re even wetter than when we’re at home. you say this was for me, but look how shameless you are.” he starts to pump them in and out slowly, and you answer with a voluntary roll of your hips. he was right. you were desperate for him but the hardly changed given the setting or audience.

squeezing his shoulder for balance, you melt into a purring moan as his fingers curl within your depths. it takes more effort than it should to break your own trace to escape the pleasure enough to fumble with his zipper. louis exhales a long shuddering breath as your fingers close around him. you’re both ready without the threat of prematurity, riding on the exhilaration of the environment.

a shuddering sigh shatters the tension building within your throat as he replaces his fingers with his cock, dragging you down to take every inch of him until you’re sitting at the base. he doesn’t even reprimand you when you instinctively reach for his antlers, the thin paper crinkling under your touch as rotate you himself to ride the stuff arousal.

you were vaguely aware of your small circle being encroached on by observing parties. more grateful than anything that louis appeared to be more focused on you than their presence- a choked gasp scrambled from your lips as he brought you down in forceful thrust, a keen whine following.

when you tried to find his gaze, you found that it wasn’t even on you. the glassy haze flickering behind you around the room, holding a lazy challenge to any and every figure. it fed into the thrill to know he was getting off on the audience as much as you were.

louis pace was sloppy, but expected given the mixed influence of alcohol, your body and room around him. it all came together in the thickest mixture of lust either of you had had the privilege of sharing.

“you’re so beautiful. the world deserves to see you like this.”

a hasty nod of agreement is all you can manage, because the weight of his grounding hips and pounding thrusts are tearing away your grip on reality. you feel a piece of the mache tear away with your claws as you shudder around the drag of his cock as it sends you spiraling into release.

louis rides your aftershocks, succumbing to your quaking thighs and fluttering walls as you both collapse beneath the weight of your combined climax.

you fall forward against his chest, hiding all evidence of your joining as you soak in the thick musk. around you bodies shift again, their muttered compliment sticking to your body as they transition to the next showing. the two of you stay like that for a long moment, rising off the expansion of the others chest as you slowly collect yourselves.

curling your face into the side of his neck, you lapped gently, snickering when he twitched you’re life within your depths. pressing a kiss there you eventually manage to prop yourself up again.

“well the night’s still young and i see you’re up for another round. let’s give them their moneys worth.”

[bepp-ers]

Headcanons #3 [Quirk- Panda! Edition]

so, this was requested by a v cute anon and oml i just-- i wanna draw this panda girl :)) also it was specifically requested fem so that is what i shall be doing. so, quirk- panda, what is it? 

You have big fuzzy panda ears which give you remarkable hearing, and you’re an exceptional climber. You can climb any surface, no matter how steep, and overall you’re just a cutie. And in the last one you have a few black circles going under your eyes. No homo tho. ;)

Bakugo:

Well, Bakugo doesn’t associate with ‘cute’

I mean, it’s just not very intimidating or something a guy like him would look at and go

“i need that”

But oh boy when he met you that changed

Look, you have panda ears

He had a sudden urge to just

cuddle

the

panda

Do Not Ask WhyTM

He doesn’t know himself

But he’ll be damned if he’s giving into those urges

Until, of course...

It was lunchtime, you were sat at a table (next to Bakugo of course) and eating your food. There were a few others at the table, but Bakugo was mostly focused on you.

Once again he was wondering what they felt like- your ears, that is. Were they soft? Were they fluffy? Or were they smooth? Did they feel like velvet? Or silk? He had to know. But he just couldn’t bring himself to ask.

That was until Kirishima asked you about it. It was a throwaway comment, something like- “Hey, [Name], what’s it like having different ears?”

And boom. Suddenly everyone wanted to touch them. You didn’t mind much, it was mostly the girls who just wanted to know what they felt like. Mina often compared them to her horns, so it was fine.

That was until a certain ash-blond reached over and gently tweaked one of them. You went slightly pink and smiled. “Wow, Katsuki, didn’t take you to be that kinda guy.” 

At that he realised what he was doing, and hastily yanked his hand away. “I- Shut it, Fuzzy! That’s- you-!” He spluttered, much to your amusement. 

You simply reached over and placed his hand back on your ears. “You’re way too obvious, all ya had to do was ask.” He grumbled quietly, but never actually said he didn’t want to, so... ;)

Mina:

Oh lord

You’ll never get away from her hands

That’s not a bad thing either

She’s just smitten with the idea of her crush having these cute round ears

Also

Horns, ears, same thing!

She loves the similarities between the two of you

And she’s not afraid to show it, either

Like everyday after school, you were hanging around Mina’s house. Her mum always bought ready-made bamboo shoots for you (yes, they’re a real thing) so that was a bonus.

The only sound that could be heard was crunching, as well as the occasional sound from the game Mina was playing. Your head was resting on her shoulder as you watched the little character run around whacking Boon with their bug net.

You flushed a crimson feeling her hand run through your hair and then over the back of your ears. It wasn’t the first time, but it sometimes caught you off guard.

“Whassamatter, hon?” She giggled, making you grin. “You need to warn me when you do that, y’know?” “Yep, just teasing. You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

Tsuyu:

Not exactly the kind of person you’d expect to gain a crush, but here she is

This lil froggy is just so happy that she found another person with an animal quirk to be honest

You’re no exception, you want to know just how similar you two are

She genuinely cares for you and wants to take her time, too

After all, loosing you isn’t an option

Her favourite thing to do is hold your hand, because then she see you and keep you close

It can be hard to know what she’s thinking

But you’re one of the few people who can figure it out

Rain. You didn’t really like it. Pandas aren’t exactly known for their love of water, so it made sense. However your cute froggy friend did.

“[Name], I thought you’d gone home kero.” Speaking of which, she’d just spotted you standing at the edge of Heights Alliance, waiting and watching.

“Hey, I’m just waiting for this god damned rain to end. I didn’t bring an umbrella, see.” She nodded thoughtfully, and then produced something from her bag.

A dark green umbrella. Oh. 

“Here, want to share mine, kero?” “Aw, Tsu, you’re too kind.” You grinned, stepping closer. The height difference was something you loved to joke about, and Tsuyu secretly liked the fact that you were taller.

She held the umbrella in her left hand, and took yours in her right. You gave a small squeeze of reassurance. “What would I do without you, hm?”

Denki:

Crushes were normal for Denki

He’d liked practically every girl (and maybe even guy) he’d seen

He at least flirted with them

But with you it was different

It was like he used up all of his electricity and was in constant idiot mode around you

He can’t help it!

Poor bean, he just wants to impress you

But he usually just ends up dropping whatever he’s holding or tripping over his shoelaces

You found it pretty cute, not gonna lie

To you, he was like a ray of sunshine

Always smiling and goofing off

And that clumsiness? 

*smack sound*

N i c e

He just wants to spend all his time with you, not even in a romantic way sometimes

He loves your energy and personality more than anything

So!! Cute!! And!! Nice!!

“Hey, [Name], watch this!” You leant across the back of your chair, watching the blonde balance a pen on his nose. 

“You look like an idiot.” His eyes widened slightly and he tipped his head a little too far back, resulting in him being jabbed in the eye. His face erupted in red as he blinked the ache away.

“Aha, oops?” You simply shook your head, with a small eye-roll. “Yep, definitely an idiot.” You stated, getting up and sitting besides him.

“Your my idiot though.” You giggled, giving a chaste kiss to his cheek, causing his blush to worsen (in a good way.)

“Wheyy...”

Jiro:

A crush you say?

Nope

Nuh-uh

“i’vE ALREADY SAID IT’S NOT A CRUSH I JUST ADMIRE HER JACKASS!”

Jiro isn’t usually so worked up about things, but...

Bby just wants to deny her feelings

There’s no way you’d like her back

You’re so pretty and funny

And smart, kind, friendly, open, comforting...

Jiro could go on for hours about how great you were

In a completely non-romantic way of course!!

“Face the facts girl. You’ve got it baaad.”

With a sigh she might just have to accept her own feelings

“Does she like me back, though?”

“Who?” Jiro flinched in her seat, and Kirishima snickered. “Oh, looks like I’ve gotta shoot off. See you Jiro, take care of her for me [Name]!” Oh Kiri, you evil wing-man.

“So what were you two talking about?” You inquired, despite the fact that you already knew. Eavesdropping is easy with two big fluffy ears. 

“Er- nothing too important, just stuff.” She said nonchalantly. You almost believed her, were it not for the fact that you literally heard her confess for you mere moments ago.

“Alrighty then. Hey, you wanna know something?” You beckoned for her to lean closer, and when she did, you whispered in her ear.

“The best part of having a panda quirk is that I can hear things even when I’m not there. That being said, you free on Saturday?”

You’d never seen her show so much emotion, yet here Jiro was, cheeks dusted pink and a small smile on her lips.

Todoroki:

This lad is starved of love

All kinds

So naturally he has no idea what to do when he realises he might be falling for you

His father would definitely not approve, but if anything that made it all the more better

You were a good listener

With ears like those, it was kind of a given to be frank

And there was another thing, too

You also had markings on your face

Maybe the way you got them was different, but they were there

Little black circles under your eyes, decreasing in size as they went inwards

You weren’t a massive fan, usually you covered them with makeup but he loved them

And you weren’t going to lie, having someone like him around was nice

Perhaps a teeny bit of chemistry??

Just a smidge :)

You didn’t think he could be so sweet also, but you couldn’t be more wrong

Knock!

It was one of those days. Listening to music, and applying the perfect amount of concealer to hide those markings. It wasn’t that you hated the way you looked all the time, it was just... them. 

They didn’t suit you, in your opinion, and you felt rather self conscious of them. You cursed, seeing that there was no concealer left. All you’d done was swatch it on your arm!

“Fuck...” You mumbled to yourself, flopping backwards on the bed. Ah well, you’d ask to borrow some from Momo tomorrow maybe. At least here in your dorm no-one could see you and your face right now.

Knock!

‘Well smack me sideways, whyyy?’ You groaned, but got up and padded to the door anyway. 

What a pleasant surprise. “Eyo, Shouto, what’s up pal?” You let him into your room, flopping down on your bed and patting the space next to you so he could sit.

Befriending the icy guy was difficult but rewarding, as he was a true friend. Maybe even more, with that look...

“I’m bored. I wanted to see you.” Alright, forward much? You grinned, batting your seal plush out of the way and leaning a little on your pillow(s). “That’s great, but you caught me at a horrible time.”

“Oh really?” “Mm, ran out of concealer.” He gave you a quizzical look. “Which product is that?” You stifled a laugh. “The one I use to cover these,”

You pointed to your markings, and he sighed. “Do you have to? They’re part of you, are you really going to pretend they don’t exist forever?” 

“Yep, my hero suit is designed like that for a reason. But you know all that.” He hummed. “Yeah, I do. But it doesn’t stop me from questioning your choices. I think you should leave them.”

Ah, that was Todoroki. Blunt as a butter knife. You rolled your eyes, covering your markings with your hands unconsciously. “They’re ugly and I hate them. I was reading into surgery you can get, like tattoo removal for people who dislike the way their quirks make them look. I might get--”

You couldn’t finish you sentence as he had shushed you with one hand. 

“[Name] for goodness sake, they look amazing. Do not get surgery, they are part of you and every last inch of you is perfect to me. Please quit covering them up, I love them- and you.”

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so, what did you think? i’m kinda tired today so some of them might be kinda ooc, but hey thats what headcanons are for. hope you enjoyed anon, i’m pleased with these.

also i finally settled on a headcanons format. i’ve been experimenting with the last few and i think this is gucci

also also sorry i didn’t do oneshots this week, i’m kinda abandoning my schedule cos school and my wattpad account. can’t manage all three lmao. welp bye no homo love ya

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[ns-cookie]

Night Of Fun

Summary: On a gloomy day, Mateo was trying to find someone to play with. He found a guy, sitting on the grass, reading a novel. When going to try and persuade him to come with him to an alley. He had other intentions. This guy….he has a way with words.

(Mateo belongs to @wrenseroticlibrary)

Time: 1 Hour 47 Minutes

Word Count: 1618

Song: Crazy In Love Cover By Sofia Karlberg (Deep Cover)

Warnings: Blood, Violence, Consent, Noncon Role Play, GuyxGuy, Enjoy.

Time? 9:47 pm. At a time like this, on a Thursday night such as this. People would be heading home to sleep for work. Or getting ready for the bar, club, just anywhere to have a little fun. Maybe some people are going out for dates? Sounds like anything a human would do any day of the week unless busy. Other beings wish to have their meal now, some are sensitive to the sun and can’t be out until it’s dark outside.

Those beings, tend to find victims to prey on. To sink their sharp fangs in someone’s plush skin, drinking their bitter yet tasty blood. They need their meal too. Those beings are vampires. Some vampires can be out in the sun, others can’t. The sun hurt the ones that can go out and enjoy it like everyone else. Not only does the sun hurt them, but also fire.

Let’s not go too deep into this, now, why bring up vampires? Well, this one vampire, he’s looking for his victim tonight. He’s rather hungry for not having much blood for only two days. He needs a quick fuck and blood fast. He was in the alley, cigarette in his hand. He felt his body fidget a little, the small flame from the bud of it would always make him feel like this. He won’t let it faze him. Even though it does all the time.

Right now, he was glancing towards the park a little far from him.

Recalling the times he would meet up with that kid, Joey. That got him to smile a little. He’s a good kid, been busy with college lately. Him sending him small updates of his life, wanting to chat with this vampire every day, though, the human boy named Joey doesn’t know about his friend and longtime crush was a vampire. He’s just like everyone else, believing they do not exist. Let’s keep it that way.

This toned guy with an ink-black snake, he drops his lit cigarette on the stained ground covered in footsteps and mixed fluids. He used his boot to crush it, putting it out. He lets out a heavy breath and began to head over to the park. Need to find someone fast.

When arriving at the park, not many people out- well it was night time -but some were out with kids. Them looking sleepy, they’ll leave soon. He glanced around, thinking about going to his favorite bar. A young looking guy caught his attention, he was sitting on the grass field. All alone. Seems perfect enough, not many were out to point see him take him somewhere else.

He went over to him, wanting to see his appearance up close. His looks...he doesn’t seem real. Purple hair that looks natural with his dark complexion. Glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, his eyes trained on the small book on his lap. Crossed his legs and has dark clothing, its as if he didn’t want others to notice him. Should be hard to see but there were lights around the park, some seeming to flicker a little. Might go out any minute now.

He can imagine his face, all heated and panting from his lips. Then, when kissing his neck. He bites his neck, having him gasp and shudder from the unwanted pleasure. He would whimper about his teeth while the vampire was taking some slurps and drinks his blood. Savouring over how good it is.

He felt himself bite his bottom lip a little. Getting a little closer to speak to him.

“Hey,” He said, alerting the guy he wasn’t alone. He almost jumped from the sudden surprise. Adjusting his glasses when glancing up to look at him. “Hello, can I help you with something?” The stranger asked with a friendly smile.

“Just wondering why a cutie like you is out here?”

“Oh…” The guy began to smile a little bashful, what a nice compliment. “Just reading this novel. I got done with two earlier out here.”

“Have you been here for a while?”

“About six hours.” The guy raised a brow a little. That long huh?

“Did you want something, sir?” Seems he should hurry up.

“Did you possibly….wish to do something to me?” He closed the novel after marking it. Crossing his arms, the surprised look on this vamps face was a little amusing to him.

“Yeah,” He lowered down to his level. His eyes seemed to be red when the purpled haired fellow looked into them. “I wanna bring you to that alley and make you beg for my touch.”

“.....” He felt his cheeks heating up. He didn’t hold back from saying that. “Really?”

“Yeah, you wanna be my cute toy? If not, can always find one near my favorite bar.”

He didn’t know what this dead person intention was. To just fuck him? Or kill him? A guy talking to you out of the blues late at night like this isn’t always a good thing.

“...What if I refuse?” It seemed obvious he wanted to-

“And insist you do me out here on this freshly cut grass?~” His turn to smirk now. The surprised look on the vampire’s face. He wasn’t expecting that at all, he looked cute and nerdy. Like Joey.

“H-Holy-”

Nothing were about to do is gonna be deemed as holy,” He chuckles, his left hand reached out to stroke over his spikey hair. Tugging it hard and pulled him into a rough kiss. Him being pulled to the ground, kissing the guy back.

When pulling away, his face was flushed. The guy chuckles a little. “I’m Kendrick, I don’t mind you breaking me~”

“M-Mateo...holy shit.” He whispered. Did he meet someone, that can fulfill his kinks? The ones he’s most ashamed about?

“Aren’t you freaky?”

“I know, wish I could’ve seen you earlier. Public Humiliation is a major kink of mine.” The guy began to shudder, his blush clouding his cheeks. “If you want, we can do a small roleplay?”

“Roleplay?” He’s heard of that. People acting out scenes that’ll turn sexual. He never attempted it, guess he will today.

“I’ll be a helpless boy, you’ll be a thief that shows no remorse when fucking me. He’ll hurt me as much as he wants, he wouldn’t care if they didn’t want him, he wanted them.” He whispered to Mateo. Noticing him shivering from what he said.

“I-I don’t know-”

“I promise, it’ll be fun. Now, let’s give it a try~”

Mateo didn’t seem so sure about it. But decided to give it a try. As they went into the role play, he already felt nervous. The look of fear on Kendrick’s face, a hand wrapped around his neck as the other wonder his body with fascination. “N-No! Sir.” Kendrick gasped when his pants were ripped open, a big hole over his ass.

“P-Please...n-no.” He rubbed his eyes, them being all glossy. He got Kendrick to cry, god he felt awful and wanted to stop but this was so good! It would’ve been better if he could restrain him, having him struggle and gasp as he forced his way in.

Pinning his hands above his head works. He’ll feel guilty later, he wanted him now.

“Punch me~” Kendrick pants a little. “Don't hold-” He was interrupted when getting slapped across the face. Loud and it stung both Mateo’s hand and Kendrick’s cheek. “Make me bleed~”

He can’t seem to control himself from this guy….

“It’s been a while since I slept with someone,” Kendrick mentioned when hoisting himself up, using his jacket to tie it around his waist. Not wanting anyone to see his cum filled ass. His pants were ripped still.

“It was fun.” Kendrick sent him a sweet smile, Mateo was trying to process what the hell just happened. Yeah, he fucked that hot piece of ass. He degraded him for the kinks he had and made him shiver while whimpering for him to stop. Kendrick had a bloody nose still, he did tell Mateo not to hold back. Slap marks on his ass and face, hand marks around his neck with the bite marks, even broke his damn glasses- He had one hell of a night.

Something was tossed in front of him. “Call me sometime, Mateo.” Kendrick grabbed his novel, sending him a wink. “Bye~” He turned away and walks off, disappearing in the dark.

Mateo's eyes stare off into nothing, just where Kendrick used to be before he completely left his eyesight. His eyes lower down to see the card he tossed to him, it being with his broken glasses lens. Small rivulets of blood staining it, shivering from how hot that looked on him. He was never this rough to anyone, the fact that someone even asked him. Fuck man.

At least he has his number.

//Sorry that I uh, somewhat skipped over the sex scene. I for one was tired last night so the ending for this was done today! I had this idea for some months now (as soon as I learned about Mateo.) I do hope you enjoy it. Mateo once again belongs to @wrenseroticlibrary

I also suck at titles sorry ^^;

[usagitali]

Big Brother! Ong Seongwoo

(just so you know, if you think incest (for an acceptable amount) is acceptable, you are a friend. By this means, if I write love it means sibling love, self explanotory right?)

This is the first on in this series so this is going to be extra messy compared to the others(if there are others). Also, let’s just say that your parents aren’t at home most of the time.

No more questions? Let’s start

Big Brother! Masterlist

he’s the kind of brother that won’t care much

like, he will let you drink alcoholic beverages

well, moderately

“Alright Y/N, that’s enough soju for tonight. You have school tomorrow.”

(im 14 and i’ve drinked soju three times, those times were great but it burn so much)

“Call me in sick tomorrow, please? I’ve suffered enough.”

He does what he’s told

even though the secretary is a dude, who can resist Ong’s voice?

“Yeah, ok I’ll mark her absent for today." 

You laugh when he tells you that the secretary stutters during the phone call

Your high school knows that VISUAL runs through your family

and you’ve got love letters filling your locker

Seongwoo always takes his home and read through every one of them

while saying those mushy things in your face while you were studying for an important test

"Ong, stop.” you would say through gritted teeth

“Ong continue.” He would retort and continue with the letters

for once you had enough and it’s his time to taste his own medicine

“dear Y/N, your smile literally lights up my world, I would gladly accept you to be at my side-" 

"This, kid, is actually from my class and he dares to lay a finger on you”

“Okay bro, okay.” You sigh and placed down the letter, “Onto the next one”

“Argh!!" 

You laugh at his misery

One of the weekend nights, one of you would be slouching on the couch.

"Wanna watch a movie?”

“Sure.”

As mentioned before, he’s the kind of brother that doesn’t care much

“Let’s watch that one!” You pointed at a M-rated thriller film

“Why not?" 

Seongwoo would let you watch any movie, just as long it doesn’t contain any sex scenes thats  all

In which you stumbled opon one

He would quickly find a cushion and slap it on your face, skipping the scene until it returns to what Ong thinks is acceptable for his younger sister

"Bro, I’m-”

“You’re still my little sister. You shan’t be tainted.” He exclaims and you laugh

“Ong, no.” You laugh as you clench your stomach

“Ong yes.”

Seongwoo graduated a year later, leaving you alone at the last few years of high school

“Take me to school!”

“Your a grown ass girl, go to school yourself.”

“Please! You have nothing to do anyway.”

“Yes, I have many things to do. I’m an adult.”

“And yet you sound like a child.” You roll your eyes as you put your shoes on, “Business as in Kang Daniel? The cutie from your class?”

He finds it difficult to look for words and end up blushing.

“I see, use protection.” You laugh and exited your house, him shouting your name still ringing in your ears.

By the time you came back, you see a pair of shoes next Seongwoo’s, and a t-shirt next to the kitchen

You’ve quickly made a run to your room ,“Hey Daniel. Bye, Ong.” You rushed

You swear to god when you see those two shirtless at the couch doing things you shouldn’t see

There’s this one time when you’re coming back oddly late from school

Having his big brother mode on, he left to find you

It wasn’t hard to find you, you were curled up in a ball hiding inside one of the playground facilities, and seeing you with a tear stained face breaks his hard.

“Why are you crying, Y/N-ah?" 

You’ve pointed at your bag across you, he picked it and said that it looks fine.

"No, its missing something.” You said between hiccups.

“Nope, your bag is fine.”

Hearing him say this makes you cry harder.

That thing, is a small black Pomeranian plush hanging onto one of the zippers. If it wasn’t special, you wouldn’t fuss about it, but that one is special since Seongwoo used up all of his money that day to get the plush for your at the arcade.

“Ahhhhh, don’t cry Y/N-ah! Did I say something wrong?” He cooed as he wrapped you in his arms.

“Do you remember that black dog plush you’d won for me?” You asked him and it took him a moment to find that piece from the ocean of his thoughts

in which half of them is Daniel, shhh

“Is that the reason why you’re crying?”

His sighs in relief when he knows that nothing has hurt you physically, “I’ll get you another one ok? So stop crying.”

“But…it cost you fifty dollars to get a plush that only worths four dollars.” You said and chuckled.

“Anything for my little sister, come on lets go home, its getting late.” He outstretches his hand for you to get up.

tbh, this is such first

Everytime I write any bullet-styled fic, don’t get your hopes up since this is filled with thoughts I’ve came up and this is not beta-ed

Also, hello there. You have stumbled to this acount, have a nice stay and don’t forget me. Plus, please give me requests. I would gladly use your ideas.

Please

[cutiecrates]

Cutie Reviews: Yume Twins Dec 18

It’s been a week since my order on Blippo.com went through, and I’m in the stage where it’s becoming hard to wait. When my mind isn’t preoccupied with pictures or playing Atelier Totori, it’s stuck in the “anxiously waiting period” stage. The stage everyone hates while waiting for a package to come.

Oh, I’ll also be truthfully reviewing the items I get both here and on their individual pages of the Blippo website. Not sure anybody cares but I thought I’d point that out.

This months theme: Pokemon Holiday Parade

“Happy Holidays YumeTwins family! The season of cheer is finally upon us! For this month’s box we’re bringing you a wonderful gift, a Pokemon themed box from us to you brimming with joy! A Pokemon Holiday Parade Box! Many of our YumeTwins fam have been asking for a Pokemon theme box for a long time and we heard you! In this box you’ll find some practical items and some items that are fun to decorate with, but as always everything is as kawaii as can be! So snuggle up with your Pokemon in this chilly season and enjoy all the cute items this Pokemon Holiday Parade Box has in store for you! P.S. Don’t forget to be the best Pokemon trainer there ever was!“

I love that reference in the P.S. there :P

So before we get started,  wanted to mention this booklet which was also included:

This is part of the points system on JapanHaul the official YumeTwins/NMNL/Tokyo Treat online store. It just talks about the recent items it’s featuring in the points section, how you can earn more points, etc. Basically the exact same stuff you would see on the website.

This month the contest and Yume Prize boxes aren’t Pokemon themed at all. But they do happen to be two very good ones nonetheless:

The photo contest featured some adorable Totoro goods.

Meanwhile, Yume Prize features several Powerpuff Girl themed goods! I was honestly surprised, I’m not sure why. I grew up with the powerpuff girls (sorta... I was about 8-10 when they came out I think, then I think around the time I was 15-18 the series ended and all the merch slowly stopped selling). My favorite was, and always will be Blossom ♥

I also really liked the anime they came out with years back, but I haven’t really watched too much of the new cartoon (probably because I got tired of all the current stuff on Cartoon Network) series, so I’m not sure if I approve of it or not yet.

Anyway I could keep going, so for now let’s just get the review started!

Pokemon Keychain Ornament

Our first item is this really cute blind box-esque Pokemon keychain. I say esque because it comes with gum, but you see who you’re getting- unless you subscribe in which case it’s still sort of blind box...

Anyway, this charm uses a mixture of metallic, pearlescent, and clear materials to make a very cute keychain. You could even make it a Christmas ornament if you wanted.

Available was Pikachu, Eevee, Flareon, Jolteon, and Vaporeon. While Pikachu and Eeevee come with metallic pokeballs, the three Eeveelutions came with a clear evolution stone.

Not the best quality to capture it’s beauty, but I tried. The Pokemon has a sort of matte finish, allowing the evolution stone to contrast it very well; it’s so pretty~ 

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

They’re all very cute so I would have been happy getting anyone; but we all know I love gems and translucent thingies like this so I was very happy to get one of the three this style.

The details are very nice for such a small piece, and I love the little element addition within the stone. The stone looks gold/orange/amber, but it has a lovely rainbow shine. I really, really like this!

Pokemon Luggage Tag

Our next item in this Pokemon Parade is an adorable Pokemon Luggage Tag. As I’ve mentioned before I personally don’t really have a use for this, but you never know, and I’m sure a lot of subscribers did.

Besides Pikachu, Mimikyuu, Eevee, and Snorlax were also options.

Rating: ♥ ♥

In terms of quality it’s fantastic, look at all the detail and colored spots. I also really like how it doesn’t have a bunch of “empty space“ coloring, which I did see on the Mimikyuu and Eevee versons. That really bothers me for some reason.

Even though I personally am not a fan of this type of item, I still appreciate how nice it is.

Palm-Size Animal Plush

This is our first non-Pokemon item of the box. Yes, even though it’s a Pokemon theme we still have other things. There was 20 different varieties these came in, and I got a cute puppy. I think I’ll name him Brownie.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

While writing this review, I discovered the muzzle is sewn on separately. Which is why it looks crooked here, and why I was going to fault the plush on it until I realized it can be twisted.

Anyway I think it’s very sweet, and I love it when they bring in lines with tons of variety, it’s usually always a plush. It makes it a lot more fun to compare with other subscribers what you got, and if you know them personally you could even trade if you really wanted to.

I’m a little bothered by the different colored paws though. I know you can’t really tell in the picture but in real life you can clearly see the difference. It’s not that bad, but...

Sanrio Sticky Notes & Stickers

These are the last of our non-Pokemon goods (unless you got the 1 sheet of Pikachu stickers), featuring a variety of the older Sanrio characters in four various sizes for a total of 40 stickers. Besides this one and the one Pikachu set, there is also a Hello Kitty set, Pompompurrin, and My Melody.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Well first of all, I really like that we got to see a bunch of the older characters. I’ve heard that lately they have been becoming more popular as of late though. They have a clear backing and I like the variety of sizes. But as you can see, some characters are “more featured“ than some, and I kind of wish there was a bit more balance to it.

Our partner item for this are a set of various shaped sticky notes, perfect for the season of gift giving or if you just need to mark down something. These were available in Hello Kitty or My Melody.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ 

I’ve already expressed how I feel about sticky notes. I got way too many of them now- and if I actually used them then yeah, I’d be more appreciative. But lately they’re always showing up. I need a break from them!

But besides that, I love the cutesy designs with Kitty. So... at least they don’t look generic?

Pikachu Food Mold

This is our kawaii final item, and the biggest in the box; a big mold to make adorable Pikachu head out of rice, potato, jello, etc. Along with his facial details, and the decorations surrounding him as seen in the pic. The side also provides a few other ways you can use this, like besides curry, you could make a flavored rice Pikachu with a salad, or in stew.

I haven’t used this just yet, only because I forgot about it until I went to do the pictures, and I just haven’t had it in me to take the time to really make anything super-elaborate... It happens right?

But I do plan on trying it out soon, and if I remember I’ll take some pictures and post them, give some opinions, etc.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ 

I haven’t tried it yet, but I will rank it for it’s concept and overall cuteness! I love adorable ways to jazz of food like this and I’m excited to actually sit down and make something with it. I kind of wish maybe it had included a little booklet with more ideas.

The bag the parts came in wasn’t sealed but they’re in fine condition, nothing’s scratched or broken.

♡ Cutie Ranking ♡

Content - 3 out of 5. As much as I love Pokemon merch, and generally liked the items. I don’t know, I didn’t like this box as much as I did the previous one.

Theme: 2.5 out of 5. I’m sorry but if you plan to dedicate yourself to one theme how hard is it to stick with it for more than half of the items? Like, Pokemon is a huge series and I’m sure they could have done the entire box Pokemon if they wanted. It was pretty underwhelming and the Yume Prize and contest items had nothing to do with the series. Not only that, but I felt like they were trying to “force“ a Christmas theme with some descriptions, so I was kind of disappointed there wasn’t actually any Christmas items this year.

Total Rank: 4 out of 10. I’m probably being really picky but this box just didn’t cut it for me. The items were nice, but the theme could have been done way better in my opinion, they included nothing Christmas oriented so they didn’t need to shoehorn it in anyway.

♡ Cutie Scale ♡

1. Pokemon Keychain - I LOVE this one x3 it’s so pretty and cute to look at, I’m definitely going to find a way to display it so that I can look at it more often~ 

2. Plush - it’s very cute and squishy soft. I’m also glad this isn’t a second plush I have to fix, although I did find a long thread on it.

3. Hello Kitty Sticky Notes - I like the various unique shapes and sizes.  

4. Pikachu Mold - I’m very excited to use this soon! I’m sure it will work out, but I never used something like this before so it will be a new experience.  

5. Pokemon Luggage Tag - Again generic, nothing really that special to me. But I did really appreciate the detailing and spot-on colors. 

6. Sanrio Stickers - Generic images, and I didn’t like how uneven the characters were. As much as I love Hello Kitty, they could have put one less of her (and a few others) to include a second sticker of another character.